mi 1 M FROM THE LIBRARY OF REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON. D. D. BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO THE LIBRARY OF PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY £S54 ! ,r T '"'^ ' r -,. I\^f JUL m. \z V'~'' "^ a p1, ft iff o'i* Retirement and Meditation. JL M. 1 IDE TURN, my roving heart, return, •T^ And chase these shadowy forms no Seek out some solitude to mourn, [more : And thy forsaken God implore. 2 O thou great God, whose piercing eye Distinctly marks each deep recess, In these sequestered hours draw nigh, And with thy presence fill the place. 3 Through all the windings of my heart ' My search let heavenly wisdom guide; And still its radiant beams impart, Till all be cleansed and purified. 4 Then, with the visits of thy love, Vouchsafe my inmost soul to cheer; Till every grace shall join to prove That God has fixed his dwelling there. ^u Prayer for the Divine Presence. L. M. 1 T71AR from my thoughts, vain world, be- *- Let my religious hours alone; [gone; Fain would my eyes my Saviour see; I wait a visit, Lord, from thee. 2 Oh warm my heart with holy fire, And kindle there a pure desire : Come, blessed Jesus, from above, And fill my soul with heavenly love. 24, 25 worship. 3 Hail, great Immanuel, all divine ! In thee the Father's glories shine: Thy grace the rebel heart can move — Redeeming grace and dying love. 24 Delight in God. C. M. 1 T/VTHILE thee I seek, protecting Power, * ^ Be my vain wishes stilled; And may this consecrated hour With better hopes be filled. 2 Thy love the power of thought bestowed ; To thee my thoughts would soar ; Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed; That mercy I adore. 3 In each event of life, how clear Thy ruling hand I see ! Each blessing to my soul most dear, Because conferred by thee. 4 In every joy that crowns my days, In every pain I bear, My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in prayer. 5 When gladness wings my favored hour. Thy love my thoughts shall fill; Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower, My soul shall meet thy will. 6 My lifted eve. without a tear. The gathering storm shall see ; My steadfast heart shall know no fear ; That heart will rest on thee. 25 The Throne of Grace. H. M. 1 r\ THOU that hearest prayer, ^ And teachest how to pray, PRIVATE. 26 My groveling heart prepare To wing its heavenward way; High as thy mercy-seat to rise, And there pour out its earnest cries. 2 Too oft, when faith is weak, I fear my prayers are vain ; The blessings which I seek I scarcely hope to gain ; My wants appear to mount too high ; My hopes, o'erborne with sorrow, die. 3 Lord, give me faith and light, , Humility and love ; And from my feeble sight The darkening film remove ; Kindle devotion's languid flame, And bid me come in Jesus' name. /wD Morning and Evening, L. M. 6 lines. 1 TT7HEN, streaming from the eastern * * skies, The morning light salutes my eyes, O Sun of Righteousness divine, On me, with beams of mercy shine ; Chase the dark clouds of guilt away, And turn my darkness into day. 2 When each day's scenes and labors close, And wearied nature seeks repose, With pardoning mercy richly bless'd, Guard me, my Saviour, while I rest ; And, as each morning sun shall rise, Oh lead me onward to the skies. 3 And at my life's last setting sun, My conflicts o'er, my labors done, 27, 28 worship. Jesus, thy heavenly radiance shed, To cheer and bless my dying bed ; And from death's gloom my spirit raise, To see thy face, and sing thy praise. £ I Morning Thcniksgiving. C. P. M. 1 ^\NCE more my eyes behold the day, ^-AYnd to my God my soul would pay Its tributary lays ; Oh may the life preserved by thee, "With all its powers and blessings, be Devoted to thy praise. 2 How many, since I laid me down, Have launched into a world unknown, To meet a dreadful doom ! But I am spared to seek thy face, To hear the message of thy grace, And to my Saviour come. 3 Still be thou near, my gracious Lord, To guide my footsteps by thy word, And lead me in thy way ; And when my days on earth are past, Oh let me wake with thee at last, In an eternal day. /CO A Hymn for Morning or Evening. C. M. 1 (~\S thee, each morning, O my God, V-J 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, fired with grateful zeal, prepares The sacrifice of praise. PRIVATE. 29 3 When evening slumbers press my eyes, With thy protection bless'd, In peace and safety I commit My weary limbs to rest. 4 My spirit, in thy hands secure, Fears no approaching ill ; For whether waking or asleep, Thou, Lord, art with me still. *£\j Morning Praise. C. M. 1 T ORD of my life, oh may thy praise -" Employ my noblest powers, "Whose goodness lengthens out my days, And fills the circling hours. 2 Preserved by thine almighty arm, I passed the shades of night, Secure and safe from every harm, And see returning light. 3 While many spent the night in sighs And restless pains and woes, In gentle sleep I closed my eyes, And undisturbed repose. 4 When sleep death's image o'er me spread, And I unconscious lay, Thy watchful care was round my bed, To guard my feeble clay. 5 Oh let the same almighty care My waking hours attend ; From every danger, every snare, My heedless steps defend. 6 Smile on my minutes as they roll, And guide my future days; And let thy goodness fill my soul With gratitude and praise. 30, 31 WORSHIP. *j\J Morning Praise. C. M. 1 i^kNCE more, my soul, the rising day ^J Salutes thy waking eyes ; Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay To him that rules the skies. 2 'Tis he supports my mortal frame ; My tongue shall speak his praise ; My sins would rouse his wrath to flame, And yet his wrath delays. 3 On a poor worm thy power might tread, And I could ne'er withstand; Thy justice might have crushed me dead, But mercy held thy hand. 4 How many wretched souls are fled Since the last setting sun ! And yet thou lengthenest out my thread, And yet my moments run. 5 Great God, let all my hours be thine, While I enjoy the light; Then shall my sun in smiles decline, And bring a pleasant night. 1 An Evening Song. C. M. 1 THREAD Sovereign, let my evening song *-J Like holy incense rise : Assist the offerings of my tongue To reach the lofty skies. 2 Perpetual blessings from above Encompass me around; But oh, how few returns of love Hath my Creator found ! 3 What have I done for him who died To save my wretched soul? PRIVATE. 32 How are my follies multiplied, Fast as the minutes roll ! Lord, with this guilty heart of mine, To thy dear cross I flee ; And to thy grace my soul resign, To be renewed by thee. Sprinkled afresh with pardoning blood, I lay me down to rest, As in th' embraces of my God, Or on my Saviour's breast 32 Divine Protection. 1 TNSPIRER and hearer of prayer, -*- Protector and Saviour divine — My all to thy covenant care I sleeping or waking resign. 2 If thou art my shield and my sun, The night is no darkness to me ; And fast as my moments roll on, They bring me but nearer to thee. 3 Thy minist'ring spirits descend, To watch while thy saints are asleep ; By day and by night they attend, The heirs of salvation to keep. 4 Their worship no interval knows ; Their fervor is still on the wing- ; And while they protect my repose, They chant to the praise of my King. 5 I too, at the season ordained, Their chorus for ever shall join ; And love and adore, without end, Their faithful Creator and mine. 3 33, 34 worship. fjO Evening Thanksgiving. L. M. 1 /^1 RE AT God, to thee my evening song ^JT With humble gratitude I raise ; Oh let thy mercy tune my tongue, And fill my heart with lively praise. 2 My days, unclouded, as they pass, And every gently rolling hour, Are monuments of wondrous grace, And witness to thy love and power. 3 Seal my forgiveness in the blood Of Jesus; his dear name alone I plead for pardon, gracious God, And kind acceptance at thy throne. 4 Let this bless'd hope my eyelids close; With sleep refresh my feeble frame ; Safe in thy care may I repose, And wake with praises to thy name. 04i " The Night cometh." — John ix. 4. 7s. IAS the twilight shadows fall, ■"- Let us, in the closing day, Mark the solemn hour when all Earthly things shall fade aw r ay. 2 In the grave to which we haste, No repentance can be found ; Shall we then our moments waste, While we stand on trial-ground ? 3 Ere the coming of that night, (When its coming who shall say?) Let us do with all our might, Strive and labor, watch and pray. 4 Lord, do thou thy grace impart; Penitence and faith bestow : PRIVATE. 35, 36 Come and sanctify each heart, Let us thy salvation know. 5 That when waning years have fled, And these scenes have passed away, Rising with the summoned dead, We may wake to endless day. t)0 Close of the Day. 7s. 1 OOFTLY now the light of day O Fades upon my sight away; Free from care, from labor free, Lord, I would commune with thee. 2 Soon for me the light of day Shall for ever pass away ; Then, from sin and sorrow free, Take me, Lord, to dwell with thee. OU Retiring to Rest S. M. 1 npHE day is past and gone, J- The evening shades appear; Oh may I ever keep in mind, The night of death draws near. 2 I lay my garments by, Upon my bed to rest ; So death will soon remove me hence, And leave my soul undressed. 3 Lord, keep me safe this night, Secure from all my fears ; May angels guard me while I sleep, Till morning light appears. 4 And when I early rise, To view th' unwearied sun, May I set out to win the prize, And after glory run. 37, 38 worship. 5 That when my days are past, And I from time remove, Lord, I may in thy bosom rest, The bosom of thy love. • Retiring to Rest. 1 TNTERVAL of grateful shade, A Welcome to my wearied head : "Welcome slumber to my eyes. Tired with glaring vanities. 7s. D* 2 Lord, thine eye, which cannot sleep, These defenceless hours shall keep ; Bless'd vicissitude to me — Day and night I'm still with thee. 3 What though downy slumbers flee, Strangers to my couch and me ? My Redeemer will impart Secret comfort to my heart. 4 What if death my sleep invade ; Should I be of death afraid ? While encircled by thine arm, Death may strike, but cannot harm. 5 With thy heavenly presence bless'd, Death is life, and labor rest : Welcome sleep or death to me, Still secure, if still wdth thee. 00 Evening Worship. C. M. 1 f\ LORD, another day is flown, ^J And we, a little band, Are met once more before thy throne, To bless thy fostering hand. 2 And, Jesus, thou thy smiles wilt deign, As w^e before thee pray ; FAMILY. 39, 40 For thou didst bless the infant train, And we are less than they. 3 Thy heavenly grace to each impart ; All evil far remove ; And shed abroad in every heart Thine everlasting love. 4 Oh still restore our wandering feet, And still direct our way ; Till worlds shall fail, and faith shall greet The dawn of endless day. 0«J Family Worship. L, M. 1 T^ATHER of all, thy care we bless, ■*- Which crowns our families with peace ; From thee they spring, and by thy hand They have been, and are still sustained. 2 To God, most worthy to be praised, Be our domestic altars raised; Who, Lord of heaven, scorns not to dwell With saints, in their obscurest cell. 3 To thee may each united house, Morning and night, present its vows ; Our servants there, and rising race, Be taught thy precepts and thy grace. 4 Oh may each future age proclaim The honors of thy glorious name ; While, pleased and thankful, we remove To join the family above. 40 Delight in God. C. M. 1 T ORD, with our household deign to stay, -L^ And bid our hearts rejoice ; Our willing hearts shall own thy sway, And echo to thy voice. 3* 41 WORSHIP. 3 "With thee conversing, we forget All time and toil and fear ; Labor is rest, and pain is sweet, If thou, our God, art here. 3 Thou callest us to seek thy face — Thy face with joy we seek ; Wait for the whispers of thy grace, And hear what thou dost speak. 4 Thus would we every hour employ, Till we thy glory see ; Till we partake our Master's joy, And find our heaven in thee. 41 Dismission. 8. 7. 4. 1 T ORD, dismiss us with thy blessing, -L^ Fill our hearts with joy and peace ; Let us, each thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace : Oh refresh us, Travelling" through this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give, and adoration, For thy gospel's joyful sound; May the fruits of thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound ; May thy presence With us evermore be found. 3 So, whene'er the signal's given, Us from earth to call away, Borne on angel's wings to heaven, Glad the summons to obey — May we, ready, Rise and reign in endless day. dismissiox. 42, 43, 44 4/W Dismission. L. M. 1 T^ISMISS us with thy blessing, Lord; *-J Help us to feed upon thy word ; All that has been amiss forgive, And let thy truth within us live. 2 Though we are guilty, thou art good ; "Wash all our works in Jesus' blood ; Give every burdened soul release, And bid us all depart in peace. 4tJ Parting Hymn. L. M. 1 TVTOW, Christian brethren, ere we part, -L^l Join every voice and every heart ; One solemn hymn to God we raise, One closing song of grateful praise. 2 Christians, we here may meet no more, But there is yet a happier shore; And there, released from toil and pain, Dear brethren, we shall meet again. 44 Prayer at Parting. 7s. 1 TT^OR a season called to part, *- Let us now ourselves commend To the gracious eye and heart Of our ever-present Friend. 2 Jesus, hear our humble prayer : Tender Shepherd of thy sheep, Let thy mercy and thy care All our souls in safety keep. 3 In thy strength may we be strong ; Sweeten every cross and pain ; Spare us, that we may, ere long, Meet and worship thee again. 45, 46 worship. 4 Then, if thou thy help afford, Songs of gladness will we raise ; And our souls shall bless the Lord, And speak forth his glorious praise. 40 The Saints one in Christ. C. M. B LESS'D be the dear, uniting love, That will not let us part ; Our bodies may far off remove — We still are one in heart. Joined in one Spirit to our Head, Where he appoints we go ; And still in Jesus' footsteps tread, And show his praise below. Partakers of the Saviour's grace, The same in mind and heart — Nor joy, nor grief, nor time, nor place, Nor life, nor death can part. But let us hasten to the day Which shall our flesh restore, When death shall all be done away, And we shall part no more. 46 The meeting of Friends in Heaven. 6. 5. 1 "V\7HEN shall we meet again — * * Meet ne'er to sever? When will peace wreathe her chain Round us for ever ? Our hearts will ne'er repose, Safe from each blast that blows. In this dark vale of woes — Never — no, never. 2 When will love freely flow, Pure as life's river? DISMISSION. 47 When will sweet friendship glow, Changeless for ever ? Where joys celestial thrill, Where bliss each heart shall fill, And fears of parting chill Never — no, never. 3 Up to that world of light Take us, dear Saviour ; May we all there "unite, Happy for ever : Where kindred spirits dwell, There may our music swell, And time our joys dispel Never — no, never. 4 Soon shall we meet again — Meet ne'er to sever ; Soon will peace wreathe her chain Round us for ever : Our hearts will then repose Secure from worldly woes ; Our songs of praise shall close Never — no, never. 4 / Christian Love and Fellowship. S. M. 1 "DLESS'D be the tie that binds -L* Our hearts in Christian love ; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above, 2 Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one — Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear : 48 WORSHIP. And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear. 4 When we asunder part, It gives ns inward pain; But we shall still be joined in heart, And hope to meet again. 5 This glorious hope revives Our courage by the way ; "While each in expectation lives, And longs to see the day. 6 From sorrow, toil, and pain, And sin we shall be free ; And perfect love and friendship reign, Through all eternity. THE SCRIPTURES. 4»0 Consolations of the Bible. 7. 6. Iambic. 1 ^1EE sacred waters springing; ^ From Zion's fount they flow : Come, then, your sorrows bringing, And lose your every wo. 2 Drink for the soul that's thirsting, Comfort for those who fear, Balm for the heart when bursting, May all be gathered here. 3 What added boon is wanting ? Thy blessing, Lord, must give The gift of faith, by granting To read, believe, and live. THE SCRIPTURES. 49, 50 49 The Bible precious. — Ps. cxix. 105. C. M. 1 TTOW precious is the book divine, -f- By inspiration given ! Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine, To guide our souls to heaven. 2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts, In this dark vale of tears ; Life, light, and heavenly joy imparts, And quells our rising fears. 3 This lamp, through all the tedious night Of life, shall guide our way, Till we behold the clearer light Of an eternal day. \J Excellence of the Scriptures. C. M. 1 T7*ATHER of mercies, in thy word *- What endless glory shines ! For ever be thy name adored For these celestial lines. 2 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice Spreads heavenly peace around ; And life and everlasting joys Attend the blissful sound. 3 Oh may these heavenly pages be My ever dear delight ; And still new beauties may I see, And still increasing light. 4 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, Be thou for ever near ; Teach me to love thy sacred word, And view my Saviour there. 51, 52 THE SCRIPTURES. 1 Joy in the Gospel. C. M. 1 T ADEN with guilt, and full of fears, -" I fly to thee, my Lord ; And not a glimpse of hope appears, But in thy written word. 2 The volume of my Father's grace Does all my grief assuage ; Here I behold my Saviour's face, Almost in every page. 3 This is the field where hidden lies The pearl of price unknown ; That merchant is divinely wise, Who makes the pearl his own. 4 Here consecrated water flows, To quench my thirst of sin ; Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, Nor danger dwells therein. 5 Oh may thy counsels, mighty God, My roving feet command ; Nor I forsake the happy road That leads to thy right hand. 52 The Glory of the Word. C. M. 1 npHE Spirit breathes upon the word, A And brings the truth to sight; Precepts and promises afford A sanctifying light. 2 A glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic like the sun ; It gives a light to every age, It gives — but borrows none. 3 The hand that gave it still supplies The gracious light and heat ; j SOVEREIGNTY. 53 His truths upon the nations rise, They rise, but never set. Let everlasting thanks be thine, For such a bright display. As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day. GOD. 00 Divine Sovereignty. C. M. 1 Ty^EEP silence, all created things, -"- And wait your Maker's nod; My soul stands trembling, while she sings The honors of her God. 2 Life, death, and hell, and worlds unknown, Hang on his firm decree ; He sits on no precarious throne, Nor borrows leave to be. 3 Chained to his throne, a volume lies, With all the fates of men, With every angel's form and size, Drawn by th' eternal pen. 4 His providence unfolds the book, And makes his counsels shine ; Each opening leaf, and every stroke, Fulfills some deep design. 5 Not Gabriel asks the reason why, Nor God the reason gives ; Nor dares the favorite angel pry Between the folded leaves. 4 54, 55 god 6 My God, I would not long to see My fate, with curious eyes, What gloomy lines are writ for me, Or what bright scenes may rise. 7 In thy fair book of life and grace, Oh may I find my name Recorded in some humble place, Beneath my Lord, the Lamb. 04* The Designs of God hidden. C. M. 1 nnHY way, O God, is in the sea, -*- Thy paths I cannot trace ; Nor comprehend the mystery Of thy unbounded grace. 2 Here the dark vails of flesh and sense My captive soul surround ; Mysterious deeps of Providence My wondering thoughts confound. 3 As through a glass, I dimly see The wonders of thy love : How little do I know of thee, Or of the joys above ! 4 Though but in part I know thy will, I bless thee for the sight; When will thy love the rest reveal, In glory's clearer light? 5 With rapture shall I then survey Thy providence and grace ; And spend an everlasting day In wonder, love, and praise. OD The Divine Purposes. C. M. 1 /^1 OD moves in a mysterious way, ^J" His wonders to perform ; PROVIDENCE. 56 He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. 2 Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face. 5 His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour ; The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower. - v 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain ; God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain. 00 Thanks for Preserving Goodness, C. M. 1 TTTHEN all thy mercies, O my God, ' * My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise. 2 Unnumbered comforts on my soul Thy tender care bestowed, Before my infant heart conceived From whom those comforts flowed, 57 GOD. 3 When in the slippery paths of youth With heedless steps I ran, Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe, And led me up to man. 4 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy. 5 Through every period of my life, Thy goodness I'll pursue ; And after death, in distant worlds, The glorious theme renew. 6 Through all eternity, to thee A joyful song I'll raise : But oh, eternity's too short To utter all thy praise. 0/ The Servants of God safe. C. M. 1 TTOW are thy servants bless'd, O Lord, -"- How sure is their defence ! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help Omnipotence. 2 In foreign realms, and lands remote, Supported by thy care, Through burning climes they pass unhurt, And breathe in tainted air. 3 When by the dreadful tempest borne, High on the broken wave, They know thou art not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save. 4 The storm is laid — the winds retire, Obedient to thy will : The sea, that roars at thy command, At thy command is stilL PROVIDENCE. 58 5 In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths, Thy goodness we'll adore ; We'll praise thee for thy mercies past, And humbly hope for more. 6 Our life, while thou preserv'st that life, Tlry sacrifice shall be ; And death, when death shall be our lot, Shall join our souls to thee. 58 Providence and Grace. C. M. 1 A L MIGHTY Father, gracious Lord, -^- Kind Guardian of my days, Thy mercies let my heart record, In songs of grateful praise. 2 In life's first dawn, my tender frame Was thine indulgent care, Long ere I could pronounce thy name, Or breathe the infant prayer. 3 Each rolling year new favors brought From thine exhaustless store ; But ah, in vain my laboring thought Would count thy mercies o'er. 4 While sweet reflection through my days Thy bounteous hand would trace, Still dearer blessings claim my praise, The blessings of thy grace. 5 Yes, I adore thee, gracious Lord, For favors more divine ; That I have known thy sacred word, Where all thy glories shine. 6 Lord, when this mortal frame decays, And every weakness dies, Complete the wonders of thy grace, And raise me to the skies. 4* 59, 60 god. 7 Then shall my joyful powers unite In more exalted lays ; And join the happy sons of light, In everlasting praise. 59 Trust in God. S. M. 1 f\ THOU, my life, my joy, ^S My glory and my all — Unsent by thee, no good can come. No evil can befall. 2 Such are thy wondrous works, And methods of thy grace, That I may safely trust in thee, Through all this wilderness. 3 7 Tis thine all-powerful arm Upholds me in the way ; And thy rich bounty well supplies The wants of every day. 4 For such compassions, Lord, Ten thousand thanks are due ; For such compassions, I esteem Ten thousand thanks too few. 60 The Divine Protection. — Ps. xci. 8. 7. CALL Jehovah thy salvation, Rest beneath th' Almighty's shade ; In his secret habitation Dwell, and never be dismayed : There no tumult can alarm thee, Thou shait dread no hidden snare ; Guile nor violence can harm thee, In eternal safeguard there. From the sword at noonday wasting, From the noisome pestilence, PROVIDENCE. 61 In the depth of midnight blasting, God shall be thy sure defence : Fear not thou the deadly quiver, When a thousand feel the blow ; Mercy shall thy soul deliver, Though ten thousand be laid low. 3 Since, with pure and firm affection, Thou on God hast set thy love, With the wings of his protection He will shield thee from above ; Thou shalt call on him in trouble, He will hearken, he will save ; Here for grief reward thee double, Crown with life beyond the grave. 1 " Casting all your care upon Him" S. M. 1 W/^HY wilt thou cast thy care * ▼ Upon a feeble arm, Which, like thy own, doth shrink to bear Adversity or harm ? 2 Why wilt thou cast thy care Upon an erring heart, Which hath of secret ills a share, And dreads affliction's dart? 3 Why wilt thou cast thy care On any born of clay ? Like flowers beneath the frosty air, They fade and pass away. 4 But cast thy care on him Who hath eternal might, And will not scorn the contrite soul That trembleth in his sight ; 5 Whose glorious throne shall stand When every star is dim ; 62, 63 god. Whose tender mercies have no bound — Yea, cast thy care on him. \)/£ Divine Aid withdrawn. C. M. 1 \ PRESENT God is all our strength, -£*- And all our joy and hope ; When he withdraws, our comforts die, And every grace must droop. 2 But flattering trifles charm our hearts To court their false embrace, Till justly this neglected friend Averts his angry face. 3 He leaves us, and we miss him not, But go presumptuous on, Till, baffled, wounded, and enslaved, We learn that God is gone. 4 And what, my soul, can then remain, One ray of light to give? Severed from him, their better life, How can his children live ? 5 Hence, all ye painted forms of joy, And leave my heart to mourn : I would devote these eyes to tears, Till cheered by his return. 6 3 Trust in God. C. M. 1 "\y\THO knoweth of his safety, Lord — * * Who here in tents of clay Doth 'bide the buffet of the storm, The footsteps of decay ; Whose life by fleeting air is fed, Whose thread-like nerves do thrill At every sympathy with pain, At every thought of ill ? praise. 64, 65 Who knoweth of his safety, Lord — Who o'er the crumbling verge Of fearful floods, with blinded eyes, His slippery course doth urge ; Who, dreaming but to pluck the flowers, May on a serpent tread, And, in the glory of his hours, Be numbered with the dead? He knoweth, Lord, whose soul doth rest On thy eternal might ; The anchor of whose hope is sure, Though earth eludes his sight : Who, when the hoarded joys of time All like a vision fly, Can, from this falling tent of clay, Rise to a home on high. The Works of God. C. M. 64 1 T ORD, when our raptured thought sur- -" Creation's beauties o'er, [veys All nature joins to teach thy praise, And bid our souls adore. 2 Where'er we turn our gazing eyes, Thy radiant footsteps shine ; Ten thousand pleasing wonders rise, And speak their source divine. 3 On us thy providence has shone With gentle, smiling rays ; Oh may our lips and lives make known Thy goodness and thy praise. 65 " Whom have /," &c— Ps. lxxiii. 25. 7s. 1 T ORD of earth, thy forming hand [ned; J-^ Well this beauteous frame hath plan- 66 GOD. Yet, amidst this scene so fair, Should I cease thy smile to share, What were all its joys to me ? Whom have I on earth but thee ? 2 Lord of heaven, beyond our sight Lies a world of purer light ; There, in love's unclouded reign, Parted hands shall clasp again; While immortal music rings From unnumbered seraph strings. 3 There, in bliss and praises high, Dwells a glorious company; Oh, that world is passing fair, Yet, if thou wert absent there, What were all its joys to me ? Whom have I in heaven but thee? 4 Lord of earth and heaven, my breast Seeks in thee its only rest ; I was lost — thy accents mild Homeward lured thy wandering child ; I was blind — thy healing ray Charmed the long eclipse away. 5 Source of every joy I know, Solace of my every wo — Oh, if once thy smile divine Ceased upon my soul to shine, What were earth or heaven to me ? Whom have I in each but thee ? DO Preserving Grace. — Jude 24, 25. S. M. 1 mO GOD, the only wise, J- Our Saviour and our King, Let all the saints below the skies Their humble praises bring. PRAISE. 67 2 'Tis his almighty love, His counsel and his care, Preserves us safe from sin and death, And every hurtful snare. 3 He will present our souls Unblemished and complete, Before the glory of his face, With joys divinely great. 4 Then all the chosen seed Shall meet around the throne ; Shall bless the conduct of his grace, And make his wonders known. 5 To our Redeemer God Wisdom and power belongs; Immortal crowns of majesty, And everlasting songs. 67 The Love of God. C. P. M. 1 ]\/rY God, thy boundless love I praise ; -^J- How bright on high its glories blaze ! How sweetly bloom below ! It streams from thy eternal throne ; Through heaven 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 every vernal beam it glows, And breathes in every gale that blows, And glides in every rill. 3 But in the gospel it appears In sweeter, fairer characters, And charms the ravished breast : 68 GOD. There love immortal leaves the sky, To wipe the drooping mourner's eye, And give the weary rest. 4 Then let the love that makes me bless'd, 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. UO Disobedience and Ingratitude. C. M. 1 TNFINITE power, eternal Lord, -*- How mighty is thy hand ! All nature rose t' obey thy word, And moves at thy command. 2 Fire, air, and earth, and stormy sea, Perform thy sovereign will; And every beast and every tree Thy great designs fulfill. 3 But ah, how wide my spirit flies, And wanders from her God ; My soul forgets the heavenly prize, And treads the downward road. 4 The creatures of a meaner frame Pay all their dues to thee ; But they have never known thy name, Nor e'er been loved like me. 5 Great God, create my soul anew; To thee my poAvers I bring ; Make all the wheels of nature true, And govern every spring. 6 Then shall my feet no more depart, Nor my affections rove ; j PRAISE. 69, 70 Devotion shall be all my heart, And all my passions — love. 69 God our Father. C. M. 1 (plOME, shout aloud the Father's grace, ^-^ And sing the Saviour's love ; Soon shall you join the glorious theme, In loftier strains, above. 2 God, the eternal, mighty God, To dearer names descends ; Calls you his treasure and his joy, His children and his friends. 3 My Father — God ! and may these lips Pronounce a name so dear? Not thus could heaven's sweet harmony Delight my list'ning ear. 4 Thanks to my God for every gift His bounteous hands bestow ; And thanks eternal for that love Whence all those comforts flow. 5 For ever let my grateful heart His boundless grace adore, Which gives ten thousand blessings now, And bids me hope for more. The Spirit of Adoption" — Rom. viii. 1 5. C. M. 70 1 SOVEREIGN of all the worlds on high, ^ Allow my humble claim ; Nor, when I raise my guilty head, Disdain a father's name. 2 My Father — God ! how sweet the sound ! How tender, and how dear ! Not all the harmony of heaven Could so delight the ear. 5 71, 72 god. 3 Come, sacred Spirit, seal the name On my expanding heart; And show that in Jehovah's grace I share a filial part. 4 Cheered by a signal so divine, Unwavering I believe ; And Abba, Father, humbly cry; Nor can the sign deceive. I 1 Support from God. — Ps. xvi. C. M. 1 T ET heathens to their idols haste, -L^ And worship wood or stone ; But my delightful lot is cast Where the true God is known. 2 His hand provides my constant food, He fills my daily cup ; Much am I pleased with present good, But more rejoice in hope. 3 God is my portion and my joy ; His counsels are my light; He gives me sweet advice by day, And gentle hints by night. 4 My soul would all her thoughts approve To his all-seeing eye ; Nor death nor hell my hope shall move, While such a friend is nigh. / /£ God the Portion of the Soul. C. M. 1 IVTY God, the spring of all my joys, -L*A The life of my delights, The glory of my brightest days, And comfort of my nights — 2 In darkest shades, if thou appear, My dawning is begun ; ADVENT. 73 Thou art my soul's bright morning star, And thou my rising sun. The opening heavens around me shine With beams of sacred bliss, While Jesus shows his love is mine, And whispers I am his ! My soul would leave this heavy clay, At that transporting word ; Run up with joy the shining way, And haste to meet my Lord. Fearless of hell and ghastly death, I'd break through every foe ; The wings of love and arms of faith Should bear me conqueror through. CHRIST. / O The Song of the Angels. 8. 7. 1 TTARK ! what mean those holy voices, J-J- Sweetly sounding through the skies ? Lo, th' angelic host rejoices ; Heavenly hallelujahs rise ! 2 Christ is born, the great Anointed ; Him, in bursts of praise, they sing; He hath come, of God appointed Saviour, Prophet, Priest, and King. 3 Sinners, learn that song of glory ; Hail the heavenly kingdom nigh ; Spread abroad the wondrous story ; Shout in praise to God most high. 74, 75 christ. /4 The Incarnation. 7s. 1 TTARK ! the herald angels sing, -"- * Glory to the new-born King; Peace on earth and mercy mild — God and sinners reconciled." 2 Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies ; With th' angelic host proclaim, " Christ is born in Bethlehem!" 3 Vailed in flesh, the Godhead see, Hail the incarnate Deity! Pleased as man with men to dwell, Jesus, our Immanuel. 4 Mild, he lays his glory by, Born that man no more may die ; Born to raise the sons of earth, Born to give them second birth. 5 Sing we then — with angels sing Glory to the new-born King : Glory in the highest heaven, Peace on earth, and man forgiven. 7 5 The Star of the East.— Matt ii. 2. 11.10. B RIGHTE ST and best of the sons of the morning — Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning — Guide where the infant Redeemer is laid. 2 Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining ; Low lies his head, with the beasts of the stall ; MIRACLES. 76 Angels adore him, in slumbers reclining — Maker and Monarch and Saviour of all. 3 Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion, Odors of Edom, and off 'rings divine? Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine ? 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation ; Vainly with gifts would his favor secure ; Richer, by far, is the heart's adoration ; Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 5 Brightest and best of the sons of the morn- ing- Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ; Star of the East, the horizon adorning — Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. I U Christ's Mission attested. L. M. 1 T3EHOLD, the blind their sight receive ! A-* Behold, the dead awake and live ! The dumb speak wonders, and the lame Leap like the hart, and bless his name ! 2 Thus does th' eternal Spirit own And seal the mission of the Son ; The Father vindicates his cause, "While he hangs bleeding on the cross. 3 He dies ! — the heavens in mourning stood ! He rises — and appears a God ! Behold the Lord ascending high, No more to bleed, no more to die. 5* 77, 78 Christ. 4 Hence and for ever from my heart I bid my doubts and fears depart ; And to those hands my soul resign, Which bear credentials so divine. T i Healing Mercy. C. M. 1 TESUS, and didst thou condescend, ** When vailed in human clay, To heal the sick, the lame, the blind, And drive disease away ? 2 Didst thou regard the beggar's cry, And give the blind to see ? — Jesus, thou Son of David, hear — Have mercy, too, on me. 3 And didst thou pity mortal wo, And sight and health restore ? Then pity, Lord, and save my soul, Which needs thy mercy more. 4 Didst thou regard thy servant's cry, When sinking in the wave ? I perish, Lord, oh save my soul, For thou alone canst save. / O Repentance at the Cross. C. M. 1 A LAS, and did my Saviour bleed, -^- And did my Sovereign die ? Would he devote that sacred head, For such a worm as I ? 2 Was it for crimes that I had done, He groaned upon the tree ? Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! And love beyond degree ! 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, And shut his glories in, ATONEMENT. 79, 80 When God, the mighty Maker, died For man the creature's sin. 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face, While his dear cross appears ; Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, And melt my eyes to tears. 5 But floods of tears can ne'er repay The debt of love I owe ; Here, Lord, I give myself away — 'Tis all that I can do. i\j Redemption finished, 8.7.4. 1 TTARK ! the voice of love and mercy J-J- Sounds aloud from Calvary ! See ! it rends the rocks asunder — Shakes the earth — and vails the sky ! "It is finished!"— Hear the dying Saviour cry. 2 " It is finished !" — oh, what pleasure Do these precious words afford ! Heavenly blessings, without measure, Flow to us through Christ the Lord. "It is finished!" Saints, the dying words record. 3 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs, Join to sing the pleasing theme : All in earth and all in heaven, Join to praise Immanuel's name : Hallelujah ! Glory to the bleeding Lamb. oU Christ our Sacrifice. — Lam. L 12. 5. 11. 1 A LL ye that pass by, -^- To Jesus draw nigh ; To you is it nothing that Jesus should die ? 81 CHRIST. For sins not his own He dies to atone ; Were sorrow and pity like his ever known ? 2 The Lord, in the day Of his anger, did lay Our sins on the Lamb; and he bore them He answered for all ; [away ; Oh come at his call, And low at his cross in astonishment fall. 3 Oh lift up your eyes ; " 'Tis finished/' he cries : Almighty, he suffers ; immortal, he dies : For you and for me He prayed on the tree ; The prayer is accepted — the sinner is free. 1 Christ our Example in Suffering. 1 1^ O to dark Gethsemane, ^JT Ye who feel the tempter's power Your Redeemer's conflict see ; Watch with him one bitter hour : Turn not from his griefs away ; Learn of Jesus Christ to pray. 2 Follow to the judgment hall, View the Lord of life arraigned : Oh the wormwood and the gall ! Oh the pangs his soul sustained ! Shun not suffering, shame, or loss ; Learn of Christ to bear the cross. 3 Calvary's mournful mountain climb ; There, adoring at his feet, Mark that miracle of time — God's own sacrifice complete : /s. ATONEMENT. 82, 83 " It is finished/' hear him cry; Learn of Jesus Christ to die. 4 Early hasten to the tomb, Where they laid his breathless clay ; All is solitude and gloom ; "Who hath taken him away ? Christ is risen ! — he seeks the skies ; Saviour, teach us so to rise. 0& A Look from the Cross. C. M. 1 T SAW One hanging on a tree, -■- In agony and blood, Who fixed his languid eyes on me, As near the cross I stood. 2 Sure never, till my latest breath, Can I forget that look ; It seemed to charge me with his death, Though not a word he spoke. • 3 My conscience felt and owned the guilt, And plunged me in despair ; I saw my sins his blood had spilt, And helped to nail him there. 4 A second look he gave, which said — u I freely all forgive ; This blood is for thy ransom paid, I die that thou mayst live." 5 Thus, while his death my sin displays, In all its blackest hue, Such is the mystery of grace, It seals my pardon too. 83 The Lamb of God. 7. 6. 1 1^1 OD of my salvation, hear, ^" And help me to believe ; 84 CHRIST. Now to thee do I draw near, Thy blessing to receive : Full of sin, alas, I am, But to thee for refuge flee ; Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. 2 No good word or work or thought I bring to buy thy grace ; Pardon I accept, unbought; Thy proffer I embrace. Needy, guilty, vile I am, Yet I know thy love is free ; Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. 3 Saviour, from thy wounded side I never will depart; At thy cross will I abide, And give thee there my heart ; When my place above I claim, I will make the cross my plea; Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. 04 Crucifixion to the World. — Gal. vi. 14. L. M. 1 TT7HEN I survey the wondrous cross * ^ On which the Prince of glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride. 2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my God ; All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to his blood. 3 See, from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down ! ATONEMENT. 85, 86 Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small ; Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all. £50 Christ our Sacrifice. S. Iff, 1 1VOT all the blood of beasts -L^ On Jewish altars slain, Could give the guilty conscience peace, Or wash away the stain. 2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, Takes all our sins away ; A sacrifice of nobler name, And richer blood than they. 3 My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine, While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin. 4 My soul looks back to see The burdens thou didst bear, When hanging on the cursed tree, And hopes her guilt was there. 5 Believing, we rejoice To see the curse remove ; We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, And sing his bleeding love. •e OD Remember Calvary. 7. 6. 1 T AMB of God, whose bleeding love -" We now recall to mind, Send the answer from above, And let us mercy find : 87 CHRIST. Think on lis who think on thee ; Every burdened soul release ; Oh remember Calvary, And bid us go in peace. 2 Let thy blood, by faith applied, The sinner's pardon seal ; Speak us freely justified, And all our sickness heal : By thy passion on the tree, Let our griefs and troubles cease ; Oh remember Calvary, And bid us go in peace. 3 Do not bid us hence depart, Till thou our wants relieve ; Write forgiveness on our heart, And all thine image give : Still our souls shall cry to thee, Cry for pardon and release ; Oh remember Calvary, And bid us go in peace. / The Robe of Righteousness. — Isa. lxi. 1 0. C. M. 1 A WAKE, my heart, arise, my tongue, -lx. Prepare a tuneful voice ; In God, the life of all my joys, Aloud will I rejoice. 2 'Tis he adorned my naked soul, And made salvation mine ; Upon a poor polluted worm He makes his graces shine. 3 And lest the shadow of a spot Should on my soul be found, He took the robe the Saviour wrought, And cast it all around. ATONEMENT. 88 4 How far the heavenly robe exceeds What earthly princes wear ; These ornaments, how bright they shine ! How white the garments are ! 5 Strangely, my soul, art thou arrayed By the great sacred Three ; In sweetest harmony of praise Let all thy powers agree. C)£j The Hiding-Place. — Isa. xxxii. 2. L. M. 1 TTAIL, sovereign love, that first began -"- The scheme to rescue fallen man ! Hail, matchless, free, eternal grace, That gave my soul a hiding-place. 2 Against the God that rules the sky, I fought, with hands uplifted high ; Despised the offers of his grace, Too proud to seek a hiding-place. 3 But thus th' eternal counsel ran — " Almighty love — arrest the man;" I felt the arrows of distress, And found I had no hiding-place. 4 Vindictive Justice stood in view ; To Sinai's fiery mount I flew; But Justice cried, with frowning face — II This mountain is no hiding-place." 5 But lo, a heavenly voice I heard — And mercy's angel soon appeared ; Who led me on, a pleasing pace, To Jesus Christ, my hiding-place. 6 On him almighty vengeance fell, Which must have sunk a world to hell ; He bore it for his chosen race, And now he is my hiding-place. 89 CHRIST. Oc7 Glorying in the Cross. C. M. 1 FTIHOU art my hiding-place, Lord, -■- In thee I fix my trust, Encouraged by thy holy word — A feeble child of dust : I have no argument beside, I urge no other plea, And 'tis enough — the Saviour died, The Saviour died for me. 2 When storms of fierce temptation beat, And furious foes assail, My refuge is the mercy-seat, My hope within the vail ; From strife of tongues and bitter words, My spirit flies to thee : Joy to my heart the thought affords — My Saviour died for me. 3 'Mid trials heavy to be borne, When mortal strength is vain, A heart with grief and anguish torn, A body racked with pain — Ah, what could give the sufferer rest, Bid every murmur flee — But this — the witness in my breast That Jesus died for me ? 4 And when thine awful voice commands This body to decay, And life, in its last lingering sands, Is ebbing fast away — Then, though it be in accents weak, My voice shall call on thee, And ask for strength in death to speak — " My Saviour died for me." CONDESCENSION. 90, 91 y(J Christ's voluntary Sacrifice. C. M. 1 TTOW condescending and how kind il Was God's eternal Son ! Our misery reached his heavenly mind, And pity brought him down. 2 He sunk beneath our heavy woes, To raise us to his throne : There's ne'er a grift his hand bestows But cost his heart a groan. 3 This was compassion like a God — That when the Saviour knew The price of pardon was his blood, His pity ne'er withdrew. 4 Now, though he reigns exalted high, His love is still as great; Well he remembers Calvary, Nor lets his saints forget. 5 Here let our hearts begin to melt, While we his death record ; And, with our joy for pardoned guilt, Mourn that we pierced the Lord. J7 1 Praise to the Redeemer. C. M. 1 "DLUNGED in a gulf of dark despair, A We wretched sinners lay, Without one cheerful beam of hope, Or spark of glimmering day. 2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace Beheld our helpless grief; He saw — and oh, amazing love ! He ran to our relief. 3 Down from the shining seats above, With joyful haste he fled, 92 CHRIST. Entered the grave in mortal flesh, And dwelt among the dead. 4 Oh, for this love let rocks and hills Their lasting silence break ; And all harmonious human tongues The Saviour's praises speak. 5 Angels, assist our mighty joys ; Strike all your harps of gold ; But when you raise your highest notes, His love can ne'er be told. The Redeemer's Commission. C. M. 92 1 ^OME, happy souls, approach your God ^-^ With new melodious songs ; Come, render to almighty grace The tribute of your tongues. 2 So strange, so boundless was the love That pitied dying men, The Father sent his equal Son To give them life again. 3 Thy hands, dear Jesus, were not armed With a revenging rod ; No hard commission to perform — The vengeance of a God. 4 But all w r as mercy, all was mild, And wrath forsook the throne, When Christ on the kind errand came, And brought salvation down. 5 Here, sinners, yon may heal your wounds, And wipe your sorrows dry ; Trust in the mighty Saviour's name, And you shall never die. CONDESCENSION. 93, 94 93 "Chief among Ten Thousand." C. M. 1 1%/|"AJESTIC sweetness sits enthroned -L* A Upon the Saviour's brow ; His head with radiant glories crowned, His lips with grace o'erflow. 2 He saw me plunged in deep distress, And flew to my relief; For me he bore the shameful cross, And carried all my grief. 3 To him I owe my life and breath, And all the joys I have : He makes me triumph over death, And saves me from the grave. 4 To heaven, the place of his abode, He brings my weary feet ; Shows me the glories of my God, And makes my joys complete. 5 Since from his bounty I receive Such proofs of love divine, Had I a thousand hearts to give, Lord, they should all be thine. J/4 Condescension of Christ C. M. 1 A ND did the Holy and the Just, -£*- The sovereign of the skies, Stoop down to wretchedness and dust, That guilty man might rise ? 2 Yes — the Redeemer left his throne — His radiant throne on high — Surprising mercy ! — love unknown ! To suffer — bleed — and die. 3 To dwell with misery here below, The Saviour left the skies, 6* 95, 96 christ. And sunk to wretchedness and wo, That worthless man might rise. 4 Jesus, my soul adoring bends To love so full, so free ; And may I hope that love extends Its saving power to me. 5 What glad returns can I impart For favors so divine ? Oh take my all — this worthless heart, And make it wholly thine. 95 Gratitude. L. M. 1 inpHE Lord of life, the Saviour, dies, -*- For mortal crimes a sacrifice : What love, what mercy — how divine ! Jesus, and can I call thee mine ? 2 Be all my heart and all my days Devoted to my Saviour's praise ; And let my glad obedience prove How much I owe, how much I love. 3 Let humble, penitential wo, With painful, pleasing anguish flow; And thy forgiving smiles impart Life, hope, and joy to every heart. y O The Resurrection and Ascension. 7s. 1 \ NGELS, roll the rock away; -^jl Death, yield up thy mighty prey: See, he rises from the tomb, Glowing with immortal bloom. 2 'Tis the Saviour ! angels, raise Your eternal songs of praise ; Let the earth's remotest bound Hear the joy-inspiring sound. RESURRECTION. 97, 93 3 Now, ye saints, lift up your eyes, Now to glory see him rise ; Hosts of angels on the road Hail and sing th' incarnate God. 4 Heaven unfolds its portals wide ! Glorious conqueror, through them ride ; King of Glory, mount the throne — Boundless empire is thine own. 5 Praise him, all ye heavenly choirs ; Praise, and sweep your golden lyres ; Shout, earth, in rapturous songs, From ten thousand thousand tongues. C7 / The Resurrection of Christ. 7 s. 1 TVTORXING breaks upon the tomb, -^▼J- Jesus scatters all its gloom ; Day of triumph through the skies — See the glorious Saviour rise ! 2 Ye who are of death afraid, Triumph in the scattered shade ; Drive your anxious cares away; See the place where Jesus lay. 3 Christian, dry your flowing tears, Chase your unbelieving fears ; Look on his deserted grave; Doubt no more his power to save. # y O The Ascension of Christ. 7 s. 1 TTAIL the day that sees him rise, JCX Glorious, to his native skies ! Christ, awhile to mortals given, Enters now the gates of heaven. 2 There the glorious triumph waits; Lift your heads, eternal gates ! 99 CHRIST. Christ hath vanquished death and sin; Take the King of Glory in. 3 See, the heaven its Lord receives ! Yet he loves the earth he leaves : Though returning to his throne, Still he calls mankind his own. 4 Still for us he intercedes ; His prevailing death he pleads ; Near himself prepares our place, Great Precursor of our race. 5 What though parted from our sight, Far above yon starry height; Thither our affections rise, Following him beyond the skies. J7J7 Jesus glorified. — John vii. 41, 52. 8. 7. 1 TTAIL, thou once despised Jesus! XI Hail, thou "Galilean" King! Thou didst suffer to release us ; Thou didst free salvation bring ; Hail, thou agonizing Saviour, Bearer of our sin and shame ; By thy merits we find favor ; - Life is given through thy name. 2 Jesus, hail — enthroned in glory, There for ever to abide : All the heavenly hosts adore thee, Seated at thy Father's side : There for sinners thou art pleading, There thou dost our place prepare, Ever for us interceding — Friend and Mediator there. 3 Worship, honor, power, and blessing, Thou art worthy to receive ; INTERCESSION. 100, 101 Loudest praises, without ceasing, Meet it is for us to give ; Help, ye bright, angelic spirits ; Bring your sweetest, noblest lays ; Help to sing our Saviour's merits, Help to chant Immanuel's praise. 1UU Christ our Intercessor. — Heb. vii. 25. L. M. 1 TTE lives — the great Redeemer lives ! -"- What joy the bless'd assurance gives ! And now, before his Father God, Pleads the full merit of his blood. 2 Repeated crimes awake our fears, And justice armed with frowns appears ; But in the Saviour's lovely face Sweet mercy smiles, and all is peace. 3 Hence then, ye black despairing thoughts; Above our fears, above our faults, His powerful intercessions rise ; And guilt recedes, and terror dies. 4 In every dark, distressful hour, When sin and Satan join their power, Let this dear hope repel the dart — That Jesus bears us on his heart. 5 Great Advocate, almighty Friend, On thee our humble hopes depend; Our cause can never, never fail, For Jesus pleads, and must prevail. 1 U 1 Confidence in the Intercessor. H. M. 1 \ RISE, my soul, arise, -£*- Shake off thy guilty fears ; The bleeding Sacrifice In my behalf appears ; 102 CHRIST. Before the throne my Surety stands; My name is written on his hands. 2 He ever lives above, For me to intercede, His all-redeeming love, His precious blood to plead ; His blood atoned for all our race, And sprinkles now the throne of grace. 3 My God is reconciled ; His pardoning voice I hear : He owns me for his child — I can no longer fear ; With confidence I now draw nigh, And Father, Abba, Father, cry. 1 02 Christ our High Priest. C. M. 1 TVTOW let our cheerful eyes survey -L^l Our great High Priest above; And celebrate his constant care, And sympathizing love. 2 Though raised to a superior throne, Where angels bow around, And high o'er all the shining train, With matchless honors crowned ; 3 The names of all his saints he bears, Deep graven on his heart; Nor shall the meanest Christian say That he hath lost his part. 4 Those characters shall fair abide — Our everlasting trust, When gems, and monuments, and crowns, Are mouldered down to dust. COMPASSION. 103, 104 5 So, gracious Saviour, on my breast May thy dear name be worn ; A sacred ornament and guard, To endless ages borne. 103 Temptation. — Heb. iv. 16. C. M. 1 T7S7TTH joy we meditate the grace * ▼ Of our High Priest above; His heart is made of tenderness, And overflows with love. 2 Touched with a sympathy within, He knows our feeble frame ; He knows w^hat sore temptations mean, For he has felt the same. 3 But spotless, innocent, and pure, The great Redeemer stood, While Satan's fiery darts he bore, And did resist to blood. 4 He, in the days of feeble flesh, Poured out his cries and tears, And, in his measure, feels afresh What every member bears. 5 He'll never quench the smoking flax, But raise it to a flame; The bruised reed he never breaks, Nor scorns the meanest name. 6 Then let our humble faith address His mercy and his power ; We shall obtain delivering grace In the distressing hour. 1U4 The weeping Saviour. — Luke xix. 41. S. M. 1 "P^ID Christ o'er sinners weep, U And shall our cheeks be dry? 105, 106 CHRIST. Let floods of penitential grief Burst forth from every eye. 2 The Son of God in tears The wondering angels see : Be thou astonished, O my soul — He shed those tears for thee. 3 He wept, that we might weep ; Each sin demands a tear; In heaven alone no sin is found, And there's no weeping there. 105 Learn of me. — Matt. xi. 29. 7s. 1 "T EARN of me," the Saviour said, J-^ "I'm of meek and lowly heart;" See ! the feast of love is spread, Peace and blessing I impart : Come, ye weary, ye shall rest, And from bondage shall be free, When, with mild, submissive breast, Ye will come and learn of me. 2 Learn of me on earth to dwell, With thy hopes and home on high ; Every earthly treasure sell, Heaven's precious pearl to buy ; Then the crown thou shalt obtain, Where I am thou too shalt be, King and priest for ever reign, Endless praises learn of me. 1 U U Christ the Guardian of his People. L. M. 1 T7ITHERE high the heavenly temple * * stands, The house of God not made with hands, POWER TO SAVE. 107 A great High Priest our nature wears, And on his heart his people bears, 2 He who for us a surety stood, And made the offering of his blood, Pursues in heaven his mighty plan, The Saviour and the Friend of man. 3 Our fellow-sufferer still retains The knowledge of our fears and pains ; And still remembers, in the skies, His tears and agonies and cries. 4 With boldness, therefore, at his throne We come to make our sorrows known ; And ask the aids of heavenly power To help us in the evil hour. 1 U / Christ the Rock of Ages. 7s. 1 "DOCK of ages, cleft for me, -T^ Let me hide mvself in thee: Let the water and the blood, From thy wounded side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure ; Save from wrath, and make me pure. 2 Should my tears for ever flow, Should my zeal no languor know, This for sin could not atone; Thou must save, and thou alone : In my hand no price I bring, Simply to thy cross I cling. 3 While I draw this fleeting breath. When my eye-lids close in death, When I rise to worlds unknown, And behold thee on thy throne, Rock of ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee. 7 108, 109 CHRIST. 108 The Star of Bethlehem. L. M. 1 WT'HE N, marshalled on the nightly plain, * ▼ The glitt'ring host bestud the sky, One star alone, of all the train, Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. 2 Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks, It is the Star of Bethlehem. 3 Once on the raging seas I rode — The storm was loud, the night was dark, The ocean yawned — and rudely blowed The wind that tossed my foundering bark. 4 Deep horror then my vitals froze ; Death-struck, I ceased the tide to stem, When suddenly a star arose, It was the Star of Bethlehem. 5 It was my guide, my light, my all ; It bade my dark forebodings cease ; And, through the storm, and danger's thrall, It led me to the port of peace. 6 Now safely moored — my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in night's diadem, For ever and for evermore, The Star— the Star of Bethlehem ! 109 The Wounds of Shu 8. 7. 1 TESUS, still will I adore thee; *J Well thou know'st a sinner's heart; All my wounds are fresh before thee, Thou alone canst heal their smart. 2 Thou, of all-sufficient merit, May the blood that from thee flowed, POWER TO SAVE. 110 May thy purifying Spirit Be upon my heart bestowed. 3 Ah, how deeply am I wounded, Spoiled by Satan, pierced by sin ! And hath love for me abounded ? Hark, a Saviour speaks within : 4 " Sinner, yes, my love is towards thee Everlasting and divine — Endless hope it yet affords thee, Seal it — take it — I am thine." 5 And wilt thou be mine for ever ? Shall I live with thee, and reign? Come, these mouldering chains to sever, Come, for death to me is gain. 1 1 U Earnest Supplication. 7s. 1 OAVIOUR, when, in dust, to thee ^ Low r we bow th' adoring knee ; When, repentant, to the skies Scarce w T e lift our streaming eyes ; Oh, by all thy pains and wo, Suffered once for man below, Bending from thy throne on high, Hear thy people when they cry. 2 By thine hour of dark despair, By thine agony of prayer, By the purple robe of scorn, By thy wounds — the crown of thorns — By thy cross — thy pangs and cries, By thy perfect sacrifice, Jesus, look with pitying eye ; Hear thy people when they cry. 3 By thy deep expiring groan, By thy sealed sepulchral stone, Ill, 112 CHRIST. By thy triumphs o'er the grave, By thy power from death to save, Mighty God, ascended Lord, To thy throne in heaven restored, Saviour, Prince, exalted high, Hear thy people when they cry. 111 Christ our Righteousness. — Phil. iii. 9. L. M. 1 TESUS, thy blood and righteousness •* My beauty are, my glorious dress : 'Midst flaming worlds, in these arrayed, With joy shall I lift up my head. 2 Bold shall I stand in that great day, For who aught to my charge shall lay, While, through thy blood, absolved I am From sin's tremendous curse and shame? 3 When from the dust of death I rise, To take my mansion in the skies, E'en then shall this be all my plea — " Jesus hath lived and died for me." 112 Christ the Refuge. 7a. 1 TESUS, lover of my soul, •* Let me to thy bosom fly, While the raging billows roll, While the tempest still is high : Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life be past ; Safe into the haven guide ; Oh receive my soul at last. 2 Other refuge have I none — Hangs my helpless soul on thee ; Leave, ah, leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me; POWER TO SAVE. 113 All my trust on thee is stayed, All my help from thee I bring ; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of thy wing. 3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want; More than all in thee I find ; Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind : Just and holy is thy name, I am all unrighteousness ; Vile and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace. 4 Plenteous grace with thee is found — Grace to pardon all my sin ; Let the healing streams abound, Make and keep me pure within ; Thou of life the fountain art, Freely let me take of thee : Spring thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity. 1 1 O Excellence of Christ. C. M. 1 TNFINITE excellence is thine, -■- Thou lovely Prince of grace ; Thine uncreated beauties shine With never fading rays. 2 Sinners, from earth's remotest end, Come bending at thy feet ; To thee their prayers and praise ascend, In thee their washes meet. 3 Millions of happy spirits live On thine exhaustless store ; From thee they all their bliss receive, And still thou givest more. 7* 11.4, 115 CHRIST. 4 Thou art their triumph and their joy; They find their all in thee ; Thy glories wall their tongues employ. Through all eternity. J. 1 4 Sinners directed to Calvary. ■ 7s. 1 T7TTEARY souls that wander wide * * From the central point of bliss, Turn to Jesus crucified, Fly to those dear wounds of his ; Sink into the purple flood ; Rise into the life of God. 2 Oh, believe the record true, God to you his Son hath given ; Ye may now be happy too — Find on earth the life of heaven, Live the life of heaven above, All the life of glorious love. J_ 1 Healing Mercy implored. C. M. 1 TTEAL us, Immanuel, here we are, -tl Waiting to feel thy touch ; Deep wounded souls to thee repair, And, Saviour, we are such. 2 Remember him who once applied, With trembling, for relief; " Lord, I believe," with tears he cried, " Oh help my unbelief." 3 She too, who touched thee in the press, And healing virtue stole, Was answered, " Daughter, go in peace, Thy faith hath made thee whole/' 4 Like her, with hopes and fears we come, To touch thee if we may; POWER TO SAVE. 116, 117 Oh send us not despairing home, Send none unhealed away. lib Union with Christ. S. M. 1 T^EAR Saviour, we are thine, JLr By everlasting bands : Our names, our hearts, we would resign, And souls into thy hands. 2 Accepted for thy sake, And justified by faith, We of thy righteousness partake, And find in thee our life. 3 Thy Spirit shall unite Our souls to thee, our head; Shall form us to thine image bright, That we thy paths may tread. 4 Death may our souls divide From these abodes of clay; But love shall keep us near thy side, Through all the gloomy way. 5 Since Christ and w r e are one, Why should we doubt or fear ? Since he in heaven hath fixed his throne, He'll bring his people there. Ill Christ the Way, the Truth, and the Life. C. M. 1 mHOU art the Way— to thee alone -*- From sin and death we flee ; And he w r ho would the Father seek, Must seek him, Lord, in thee. 2 Thou art the Truth — thy word alone True wisdom can impart; Thou only canst instruct the mind, And purify the heart. 118 CHRIST. 3 Thou art the Life — the rending tomb Proclaims thy conquering arm ; And those who put their trust in thee, Nor death nor hell shall harm. _L J. O The great Physician. 7. 6. Iambic. 1 TTOW lost was my condition, ■*-*■ Till Jesus made me whole ! There is but one physician Can cure a sin-sick soul. The worst of all diseases Is light, compared with sin ; On every part it seizes, But rages most within. 2 From men great skill professing, I thought a cure to gain ; But this proved more distressing, And added to my pain. Some said that nothing ailed me ; Some gave me up for lost ; Thus every refuge failed me, And all my hopes were crossed. 3 At length this great Physician — (How matchless is his grace!) Accepted my petition, And undertook my case ; Next door to death he found me, And snatched me from the grave, To tell to all around me His wondrous power to save. 4 A dying, risen Jesus, Seen by the eye of faith, At once from danger frees us, And saves the soul from death : POWER TO SAVE. 119, 120 Come then to this Physician, His help he'll freely give ; He makes no hard condition, 'Tis only — look, and live. 1 1 C7 Christ crucified. 7. 6. 1 T7AIN, delusive world, adieu — * With all of creature good ; Only Jesus I pursue, Who bought me with his blood. All thy pleasures I forego, All thy wealth and all thy pride ; Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. 2 Turning to my rest again, The Saviour I adore; He relieves my grief and pain, And bids me w r eep no more : Rivers of salvation flow From his head, his hands, his side; Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. 3 Him to know is life and peace And pleasure without end ; This is all my happiness — On Jesus to depend, Daily in his grace to grow r , Ever in his love abide : Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified, 1/CU Praise to the Redeemer. C. P. M. 1 f\R, could I speak the matchless worth, ^^ Oh, could I sound the glories forth Which in my Saviour shine — 21 CHRIST. I'd soar and touch the heavenly strings, And vie with Gabriel, while he sings In notes almost divine. 2 I'd sing the precious blood he spilt — My ransom from the dreadful guilt Of sin, and wrath divine : I'd sing his glorious righteousness, In which all-perfect, heavenly dress, My soul shall ever shine. 3 I'd sing the characters he bears, And all the forms of love he wears, Exalted on his throne : In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, I would, to everlasting days, Make all his glories known. 4 Well, the delightful day will come, When my dear Lord will call me home, And I shall see his face ; Then, with my Saviour, brother, friend, A bless'd eternity I'll spend, Triumphant in his grace. l/Cx The Name of Jesus precious. — 1 Pet. ii. 7. C. M. 1 TESUS, I love thy charming name; •* 'Tis music to my ear; Fain would I sound it out so loud That earth and heaven might hear. 2 Yes — thou art precious to my soul, My transport and my trust; Jewels to thee are gaudy toys, And gold is sordid dust. 3 All my capacious powers can wish, In thee doth richly meet; PRAISE. 122 Nor to my eyes is light so dear, Nor friendship half so sweet. 4 Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart, And shed its fragrance there ; The noblest balm of all its wounds, The cordial of its care. 5 I'll speak the honors of thy name With my last laboring breath ; Then, speechless, clasp thee in my arms — The antidote of death. j ( 1 /d/d Characters of Christ. H. M. "OIN all the glorious names Of wisdom, love, and power, That ever mortals knew, That angels ever bore : All are too mean to speak his worth — Too mean to set my Saviour forth. Jesus, my great High Priest, Offered his blood, and died ; My guilty conscience seeks No sacrifice beside ; His powerful blood did once atone, And now it pleads before the throne. My Advocate appears For my defence on high ; The Father bows his ears, And lays his thunder by ; Not all that hell or sin can say Shall turn his heart, his love away. My dear Almighty Lord, My Conqueror and my King, Thy sceptre and thy sword — Thy reigning grace I sing : 123, 124 christ. Thine is the power ; behold I sit, In willing bonds, beneath thy feet. 5 Should all the hosts of death, And powers of hell unknown, Put their most dreadful forms Of rage and mischief on, I shall be safe — for Christ displays Superior power, and guardian grace. 1/0EPENT, (the voice celestial cries,) -*-** No longer dare delay ; The wretch that scorns the mandate dies, And meets a fiery day. 2 Ye sinners, in his presence bow, And all your guilt confess ; Accept the offered Saviour now, Nor trifle with his grace. 3 Bow ere the awful trumpet sound, And call you to his bar ; For mercy knows th' appointed bound, And turns to vengeance there. 4 Amazing love, that yet will call, And yet prolong our days ! Our hearts, subdued by goodness, fall, And w T eep, and love, and praise. JL Jy J. The Sinner warned. 7s. 1 OINNER, rouse thee from thy sleep; ^ Wake, and o'er thy folly weep ; Raise thy spirit dark and dead ; Jesus waits his light to shed. 2 Wake from sleep, arise from death ; See the bright and living path : Watchful tread that path — be wise ; Leave thy folly, seek the skies. 3 Leave thy folly, cease from crime, From this hour redeem thy time ; Life secure, without delay ; Evil is the mortal day. WARNINGS. 192, 193 4 Rouse thee, sinner, from thy sleep ; Wake, and o'er thy folly weep ; Jesus calls from death and night, Jesus waits to shed his light. 1 C/ & Life the accepted Time. L. M. 1 T/VTHILE life prolongs its precious light, * * Mercy is found, and peace is given ; But soon, ah soon, approaching night Shall blot out every hope of heaven. 2 While God invites, how bless'd the day ! How sweet the gospel's charming sound ! Come, sinners, haste, oh haste away, While yet a pardoning God he's found. 3 Soon, borne on time's most rapid wing, Shall death command you to the grave ; Before his bar your spirits bring, And none be found to hear or save. 4 In that lone land of deep despair, No Sabbath's heavenly light shall rise ; No God regard your bitter prayer, Nor Saviour call you to the skies. 1 Jy O Sinners warned and entreated. C. M. 1 ^IINNERS, the voice of God regard ; ^ His mercy speaks to-day ; He calls you, by his sovereign word, From sin's destructive w r ay. 2 Like the rough sea that cannot rest, You live devoid of peace ; A thousand stings within your breast Deprive your souls of ease. 3 Your way is dark, and leads to hell; Why will you persevere ? 194 THE GOSPEL. Can you in endless torments dwell, Shut up in black despair ? 4 Why will you in the crooked ways Of sin and folly go ? In pain you travel all your days, To reap eternal wo ! 5 But he that turns to God shall live, Through his abounding grace ; His mercy will the guilt forgive Of those that seek his face. 6 His love exceeds your highest thoughts ; He pardons like a God ; He will forgive your numerous faults, Through a Redeemer's blood. 194 The Scoffer's Mistake. C. M. 1 "V^E scoffers, your expiring breath ■*- Consigns your souls to chains ; By the last agonies of death Sent down to fiercer pains. 2 When iron slumbers bind your flesh, With strange surprise you'll find Immortal vigor spring afresh, And tortures wake the mind. 3 Then you'll confess the frightful names Of plagues you scorned before, No more appear like idle dreams, Like foolish tales no more. 4 Then will you curse that fatal day, (With flames upon your tongues,) When you exchanged your souls away For vanity and songs. WARNINGS. 195, 196 1 y O Warning to the Sinner. — Ezek. xxii. 14. 7s. (INNER, art thou still secure? s ] Wilt thou still refuse to pray ? Can thy heart or hand endure, In the Lord's avenging day ? 2 See, his mighty arm is bared ; Awful terrors clothe his brow ! For his judgments stand prepared ; Thou must either break or bow. 3 At his presence nature shakes ; Earth, affrighted, hastes to flee; Solid mountains melt like wax — What will then become of thee ? 4 Who his coming may abide ? You that glory in your shame, Will you find a place to hide, When the world is wrapped in flame ? 5 Lord, prepare us, by thy grace, For that day when thou shalt come ; Be our shield and hiding-place, And receive us, ransomed, home. ± U O The Judgment hastening. C. M, 1 "VrOW is the time, th' accepted hour, -L^l O sinners, come away; The Saviour's knocking at your door — Arise, without delay. 2 Oh don't refuse to give him room, Lest mercy should withdraw; He'll then in robes of vengeance come, To execute his law. 3 Then where, poor mortals, will you be, If destitute of grace, 197, 198 THE GOSPEL. When you your injured Judge shall see, And stand before his face? 4 Oh, could you shun that dreadful sight, How would you wish to fly To the dark shades of endless night, From that all-searching eye ! 5 Let not these warnings be in vain, But lend a listening ear ; Lest you should meet them all again, When wrapped in keen despair. l\j I " Where their worm dieth not 11 8. 7. 1 OINNER, can you slight the Saviour, ^ Press your downward way to hell, Sink your priceless soul for ever, Where the lost in anguish dwell? 2 Conscience is a worm undying, Guilt an everlasting fire ; Hope, its blessed beam denying, Must from that dark world retire. 3 In that prison, endless moanings, Blasphemies, and madness dwell ; Chains of darkness, shrieks and groanings — This, O sinner, this is hell. 198 Power of the Gospel. — Rom. i. 16. L. 11 1 T7TTHAT shall the dying sinner do, * * That seeks relief for all his wo ? Where shall the guilty conscience find Ease for the torment of the mind. 2 How shall we have our crimes forgiven, Or form our natures fit for heaven ? Can souls all o'er defiled with sin Make their own powers and passions clean? BLESSINGS. 199, 200 3 Iii vain we search, in vain we try, Till Jesus brings his gospel nigh ; 'Tis there that power and glory dwell, Which save rebellious souls from hell. 4 This is the pillar of our hope, That bears our fainting spirits up ; We read the grace — we trust the word, And find salvation in the Lord. 1 }y 5y Restoration by Christ. C. M. 1 TTOW sad our state by nature is ! -tl Our sin — how deep it stains ! And Satan holds our captive minds Fast in his slavish chains. 2 But the inviting voice of grace Sounds from the sacred word — " Ho, ye despairing sinners, come, And trust upon the Lord." 3 My soul obeys th' almighty call, x\nd runs to this relief; I would believe thy promise, Lord, Oh help my unbelief. 4 To the dear fountain of thy blood, Incarnate God, I fly; Here let me wash my spotted soul From crimes of deepest dye. 5 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, On thy kind arms I fall ; Be thou my strength and righteousness, My Jesus, and my all. /C\j\) Redeeming Love. 7s. 1 IVrOW begin the heavenly theme — -L^ Sing aloud in Jesus' name ; 201 THE GOSPEL. Ye who his salvation prove, Triumph in redeeming love. 2 Mourning souls, dry up your tears ; Banish all your guilty fears ; See your guilt and curse remove, Cancelled by redeeming love. 3 Ye, alas, who long have been Willing slaves to death and sin — Now from bliss no longer rove ; Stop, and taste redeeming love. 4 Welcome, all by sin oppressed, Welcome to his sacred rest; Nothing brought him from above — Nothing but redeeming love. 5 Hither, then, your music bring, Strike aloud each joyful string; Mortals, join the hosts above — Join to praise redeeming love. /OUl God made known in the Gospel. L. M. 1 /""I OD, in the gospel of his Son, ^JT Makes his eternal counsels known ; Where love in all its glory shines, And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 2 Here sinners of a humble frame May taste his grace, and learn his name ; May read, in characters of blood, The wisdom, power, and grace of God. 3 The prisoner here may break his chains, The weary rest from all his pains, The captive feel his bondage cease, The mourner find the way of peace. BLESSINGS. 202 4 Here faith reveals to mortal eyes A brighter world beyond the skies ; Here shines the light which guides our way From earth to realms of endless day. 5 Oh grant us grace, almighty Lord, To read and mark thy holy word ; Its truths with meekness to receive, And by its holy precepts live. 202 The Mercy of God.— Vs. Ixxxix. 1. lis. 1 FT1HY mercy, my God, is the theme of -*- my song, The joy of my heart, and the boast of my tongue ; Thy free grace alone, from the first to the last, Hath won my affections, and bound my soul fast. 2 The door of thy mercy stands open all day To the poor and the needy w r ho knock by the way; No sinner shall ever be empty sent back, Who comes the free gift of salvation to take. 3 Thy mercy in Jesus exempts me from hell ; Its glories I'll sing, and its wonders I'll tell; 'Twas Jesus, my friend, when he hung on the tree, Who opened the channel of mercy for me. 4 Great Father of mercies, thy goodness I own, And the covenant love of thy crucified Son: All praise to the Spirit, whose whisper divine Seals mercy, and pardon, and righteousness mine. 12 203, 204 THE GOSPEL. £03 The Ark. S. M. 1 f\H cease, my wandering soul, ^J On restless wing to roam ; All the wide world, to either pole, Has not for thee a home. 2 Behold the ark of God, Behold the open door ; Oh haste to gain that dear abode, And rove, my soul, no more. 3 There safe thou shalt abide, There sweet shall be thy rest ; Thy every longing satisfied — With full salvation bless'd. 204 The Faithfulness of God. C. M. 1 T3EGIN, my tongue, some heavenly A-* Awake, my voice, and sing [theme, The mighty works, or mightier name, Of our eternal King. 2 Tell of his wondrous faithfulness, And sound his power abroad ; Sing the sweet promise of his grace, And the performing God. 3 Proclaim salvation from the Lord, To wretched, dying men ; His hand has writ the sacred word With an immortal pen. 4 Engraved as in eternal brass, The mighty promise shines ; Nor can the powers of darkness rase Those everlasting lines. 5 Oh, might I hear his heavenly tongue But whisper, " Thou art mine," glory. 205, 206 Those gentle words should raise my song To notes almost divine. HYSICIAN of the sin-sick soul, ■t To thee I bring my case ; My raging malady control, And heal me by thy grace. MERCY IMPLORED. 246, 247 2 I would disclose my whole complaint, But where shall I begin? No words of mine can fully paint That worst distemper — sin. 3 Pity the anguish I endure, And save by power divine ; For never can I find a cure From any hand but thine. 4 Thou great Physician, hear my cry, And set my spirit free ; Thou wilt not let the sinner die, Who longs to live to thee. 246 The Burden of Sin. L. M. 1 (~\R that my load of sin were gone ! ^-J Oh that I could at last submit, At Jesus' feet to lay me down — To lay my soul at Jesus' feet. 2 Rest for my soul I long to find ; Saviour of all, if mine thou art, Give me thy meek and lowly mind, And stamp thine image on my heart. 3 Break off the yoke of inbred sin, And fully set my spirit free ; I cannot rest till pure within, Till I am wholly lost in thee. ^4/ Pleading in the name of Jesus. L. M. 6 lines. 1 T^ATHER of mercies, God of love, •*? Oh hear a humble suppliant's cry ; Bend from thy lofty seat above, Thy throne of glorious majesty ; Oh deign to hear my mournful voice, And bid my drooping heart rejoice. 248 THE SUPPLIANT. 2 I urge no merit of my own, No worth to claim thy gracious smile ; No — when I bow before thy throne, And dare converse with God awhile, Thy name, bless'd Jesus, is my plea, The dearest, sweetest name to me. 3 Within this heart of mine I feel The weight of sin's oppressive load : Oh help me, or I sink to hell, Crushed by thine arm, avenging God; Where not a ray of hope appears, Or beam of joy the bosom cheers. 4 Yet, mighty God, thy powerful arm Can snatch me from that dread abode ; Can shield me from th' impending harm, And ease me of my heavy load : One pardoning word can make me whole, And soothe the anguish of my soul. 5 Father of mercies, God of love, Then hear thy humble suppliant's cry ; Bend from thy lofty seat above, Thy throne of glorious majesty : Oh listen to a sufferer's voice, And make this bleeding heart rejoice. /c4hO Pleading for Mercy. C. M. 1 T ORD, at thy feet we sinners lie, -L^ And knock at mercy's door ; With heavy heart and downcast eye, Thy favor we implore. 2 On us the vast extent display Of thy forgiving love ; Take all our heinous guilt away, This heavy load remove. MERCY IMPLORED. 249 3 'Tis mercy — mercy we implore, Oh may thy pity move ; Thy grace is an exhaustless store, And thou thyself art love. 4 Oh, for thine own, for Jesus' sake, Our many sins forgive; Thy grace our rocky hearts can break, And breaking, soon relieve. 5 Thus melt us down, thus make us bend, And thy dominion own ; Nor let a rival more pretend To re-possess thy throne. 249 The Resolve.— Esth. iv. 16. C. M. 1 /""10ME, trembling sinner, in whose breast ^-^ A thousand thoughts revolve — Come, with your guilt and fear oppressed, And make this last resolve : 2 I'll go to Jesus, though my sin Hath like a mountain rose ; I know his courts, I'll enter in, Whatever may oppose. 3 Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, And there my guilt confess ; I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone, Without his sovereign grace. 4 I'll to the gracious King approach, Whose sceptre pardon gives ; Perhaps he will command my touch — And then the suppliant lives. 5 Perhaps he will admit my plea, Perhaps will hear my prayer ; 14* 250 CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. But if I perish, I will pray, - And perish only there. 6 I can but perish if I go ; I am resolved to try ; For if I stay away, I know I must for ever die. CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. The New Birth. — John iii. 7. C. P. M. 250 1 \ WAKED by Sinai's awful sound, -£*- My soul in bonds of guilt I found, And knew not where to go : My hopes were by that precept slain — The sinner must be born again, Or sink to endless wo. 2 When to the law r I trembling fled, It poured its curses on my head, I no relief could find ; This fearful truth increased my pain — The sinner must be born again — And terror filled my mind. 3 Again did Sinai's thunders roll, And guilt lay heavy on my soul, A vast, oppressive load ; Alas, I read, and saw it plain — The sinner must be born again, Or drink the wrath of God. 4 The saints I heard with rapture tell How Jesus vanquished death and hell, And broke the fowler's snare ; BELIEVING. 251 Yet. when I found this truth remain — The sinner must be born again — I sunk in deep despair. But while I thus in anguish lay, The gracious Saviour passed that way, And felt his pity move ; The sinner by his justice slain, Now by his grace is born again, And sings redeeming 1 love. 251 Faith victorious. 8s. THE moment a sinner believes, And trusts in his crucified God, His pardon at once he receives — Redemption in full through his blood. The faith that unites to the Lamb, And brings such salvation as this, Is more than mere fancy, or name — The work of God's Spirit it is. It treads on the world and on hell, It vanquishes death and despair ; And, what is still stranger to tell — It overcomes heaven by prayer ; Permits a vile worm of the dust With God to commune as a friend ; His promise of mercy to trust, And look for his love to the end. It says to the mountains, " Depart," That stand between God and the soul It binds up the broken in heart, The wounded in spirit makes whole ; Bids sins of a crimson-like dye Be spotless as snow, and as white ; And raises the sinner on high, To dwell with the angels of light. 252, 253 CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 252 Happiness of the Believer. 5. 9. 1 HOW happy are they Who the Saviour obey, And have laid up their treasure above ! Oh, what tongue can express The sweet comfort and peace Of a soul in its earliest love ! 2 That comfort was mine, When compassion divine To my soul in its misery came ; When first I believed, And salvation received, And rejoiced in Immanuel's name. 3 My remnant of days Would I spend to his praise, Who hath died my lost soul to redeem ; Whether many or few, All my years are his due — May they all be devoted to him. /&&0 Self-righteousness renounced. C. M. H OW long beneath the law I lay In bondage and distress ! I toiled the precept to obey, But toiled without success. Then all my servile works w r ere done A righteousness to raise ; Now freely chosen in the Son, I freely choose his ways. To see the law by Christ fulfilled, And hear his pardoning voice, Will change a slave into a child, And duty into choice. BELIEVING. 254, 255 *c04i Jesus our Fore-runner. — John xiv. 6. L. M. 1 TESUS, my all, to heaven is gone, •J He whom I fix my hopes upon ; His track I see, and I'll pursue The narrow way, till him I view. 2 This is the way I long have sought, And mourned because I found it not ; My grief, my burden, long has been Because I could not cease from sin. 3 The more I strove against its power, I sinned and stumbled but the more ; Till late I heard my Saviour say — " Come hither, soul, I am the way." 4 Lo, glad I come, and thou, bless'd Lamb, Shalt take me to thee as I am ; Nothing but sin I thee can give, Nothing but love shall I receive. 5 Then will I tell to sinners round, "What a dear Saviour I have found ; I'll point to thy redeeming blood, And say, " Behold the way to God." zdDt) Self-consecration. 6. 4. 1 IVTY faith looks up to thee, ■J-^A Thou Lamb of Calvary, Saviour divine : Now hear me while I pray ; Take all my guilt away ; Oh let me from this day Be wholly thine. 2 May thy rich grace impart Strength to my fainting heart, My zeal inspire ; 256 CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. As thou hast died for me, Oh may my love to thee Pure, warm, and changeless be — A living fire. 3 While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread, Be thou my guide ; Bid darkness turn to day, Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From thee aside. 4 When ends life's transient dream, When death's cold, sullen stream Shall o'er me roll ; Bless'd Saviour, then, in love, Fear and distress remove ; Oh bear me safe above — A ransomed soul. 25Q Grace. C. M. 1 A MAZING grace, (how sweet the sound,) -^- That saved a wretch like me ! I once was lost, but now am found; Was blind, but now I see. 2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears relieved ; How precious did that grace appear, The hour I first believed. 3 Through many dangers, toils, and snares, I have already come ; But grace has brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home. 4 Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail, And mortal life shall cease, BELIEVING. 257, 25S I shall possess, within the vail, A life of joy and peace. RINCE of Peace, the world is thine, ■t Come, oh come, with power divine ; While the hosts of hell oppose, Come to triumph o'er thy foes. Then, beneath thy gentle reign, Earth shall bud and bloom again. 2 Sun of righteousness, illume Nations long involved in gloom. Wait we till the morn's faint ray Brightens into perfect day ; Pray we till the shades of night Fly before thy glorious light, 457 Restoration of Israel. C. M. J ERUSALEM, Jerusalem, My heart is pained for thee ; 458 KINGDOM OF CHRIST. Jerusalem, Jerusalem, I long to see thee free. 2 Thy halcyon days of wealth and praise Have faded from our view ; And thou art left; of all bereft, To show what God can do. 3 Bright scenes await thy future state ; For Israel's land shall bless Earth's ruined race with truths of grace, And Jesus Christ confess. 4 Descend again, on earth to reign, Almighty Prince of Peace ; Thy promised seed for mercy plead, And look for their release. At DO The out-cast Nation. — Ps. liii. 6. 7. 6. Iambic. 1 (~XH that the Lord's salvation ^-^ Were out of Zion come, To heal his ancient nation, To lead his outcasts home. How long the holy city Shall heathen feet profane ? Return, O Lord, in pity ; Rebuild her walls again. 2 Let fall thy rod of terror ; Thy saving grace impart ; Roll back the vail of error ; Release the fettered heart. Let Israel, home returning, Their lost Messiah see ; Give oil of joy for mourning, And bind thy church to thee. D the jews. 459, 460 459 "I will gather thee."— Is*, xliii. 5. C. M, AUGHTER of Zion, from the dust Exalt thy fallen head : Again in thy Redeemer trust, He calls thee from the dead. 2 Awake, awake, put on thy strength, Thy beautiful array : The day of freedom dawns at length, The Lord's appointed day. 3 Rebuild thy walls, thy bounds enlarge, And send thy heralds forth : Say to the south, " Give up thy charge, And keep not back, O north." 4 They come, they come; — thine exiled bands, Where'er they rest or roam, Have heard thy voice in distant lands, And hasten to their home. 5 Thus, though the universe shall burn, And God his works destroy, With songs thy ransomed shall return, And everlasting joy. 4t)U Prayer for the Jews, L. M. 1 /~YH, why should Israel's sons, once bless'd, ^-^ Still roam the scorning world around, Disowned of heaven, by man oppressed, Outcasts from Zion's hallowed ground ? 2 O God of Israel, view their race ; Back to thy fold the wanderers bring; Teach them to seek thy slighted grace, To hail in Christ their promised King. 26 461 KINGDOM OF CHRIST. 3 The vail of darkness rend in twain, Which hides their Shiloh's glorious light, The severed olive-branch again Back to its parent stock unite. 4 While Judah views his birth-right gone, With contrite shame his bosom move The Saviour he denied, to own, The Lord he crucified, to love. 5 Haste, glorious day, expected long, When Jew and Greek one prayer shall raise, With eager feet one temple throng, One God with grateful rapture praise. 4t) 1 The Harvest ready. — John iv. 35. 7s. 1 ^JEE the ripened, waving grain ^ Beckon for the reaper's hand, Ripe and ready — yet in vain Comes the sign from foreign land. 2 See yon fair and fruitful field, Shaken by the whirlwind's breath ; See its wasting harvest yield To th' unsparing reaper — death. 3 Wherefore named we Jesus' name, If we shun his work to share ? Who will take the cross, the shame ? Who will for the field prepare ? 4 Christian, doubt not, shrink not thou ; God will be thy trust, thy stay ; He the cloud to shade thy brow, He the light to guide thy way. missions. 462, 463 462 Go forth and reap, C. M. IT OOK up, the harvest fields are white, JL^ And bends the ripening grain ; Go forth and reap, lest fall the night, And day be given in vain. 2 See, India, from her jeweled throne, Bows down the listening ear, And her unnumbered thousands own The dawn of mercy near. 3 A slanting ray of freedom's sun Has glanced on Afrie's shore ; Swiftly and wide the tidings run That darkness reigns no more. 4 Go forth — the lamp of truth is bright — And bid its heavenly ray Dispel the lingering shades of night, And chase their gloom away. 5 "We plant the cross; but, Lord, thy breath Alone has power to raise, From the dark silent vale of death, An army to thy praise. 463 " The Morning cometh." — Isa. xxi. 12. lis. 1 "\7t7AKE, Isles of the South, your re- * ^ demption is near ; No longer repose in the borders of gloom; The strength, of his chosen in love will appear, And light shall arise on the verge of the tomb. 2 The billows that girt you, the wild waves that roar, The zephyrs that play where the ocean- storms cease, 464, 465 KINGDOM OF CHRIST. Shall bear the rich freight to your desolate shore, Shall waft the glad tidings of pardon and peace. 3 On the islands that sit in the regions of night, The lands of despair, to oblivion a prey, The morning will open with healing and light; The bright Star of Bethlehem will usher the day. 4 The heathen will hasten to welcome the time, The day-spring the prophet in vision once saw — When the beams of Messiah shall gladden each clime, And the isles of the ocean shall wait for his law. 4u4l * Come over and help ws." 8. 7. 1 TTARK ! what mean those lamentations, J-l Rolling sadly through the sky? 'Tis the cry of heathen nations — " Come and help us or we die !" 2 Hear the heathens' sad complaining ; Christians, hear their dying cry ; And, the love of Christ constraining, Haste to help them, ere they die. 4t)0 The Missionary. 6. 4. 1 OOUND, sound the truth abroad, ^ Bear ye the word of God Through the wide world ; missions. 466 Tell what our Lord has done, Tell how the day is won, And from his lofty throne Satan is hurled. Speed on the wings of love ; Jesus, who reigns above, Bids us to fly ; They who his message bear, Should neither doubt nor fear ; He will their friend appear, He will be nigh. When on the mighty deep, He will their spirits keep, Stayed on his word ; "When in a foreign land, No other friend at hand, Jesus will by them stand, Jesus their Lord. Ye who, forsaking all, At your loved Master's call, Comforts resign — Soon will your work be done, Soon will the prize be won, Brighter than yonder sun Then shall ye shine. 466 The Ambassador of the Cross. 7s. GO, ye messengers of God, Like the beams of morning fly ; Take the wonder-working rod, Wave the banner-cross on high. Where the lofty minaret Gleams along the morning skies, 26* 467 KINGDOM OF CHRIST. Wave it till the crescent set, And the " Star of Jacob" rise. 3 Go to many a tropic isle, In the bosom of the deep, Where the skies for ever smile, And th' oppressed for ever weep. 4 O'er the negro's night of "care Pour the living light of heaven, Chase away the fiend despair, Bid him hope to be forgiven. 5 Where the golden gates of day Open on the palmy East, Wide the bleeding cross display, Spread the gospel's richest feast. 6 Bear the tidings round the ball, Visit every soil and sea ; Preach the cross of Christ to all — Christ, whose love is full and free. 4t) / The Messenger of Mercy. L. M. 1 i^l O, messenger of peace and love, ^*" To nations plunged in shades of night; Like angels sent from fields above, Be thine to shed celestial light. 2 Go, to the hungry food impart ; To paths of peace the wanderer guide, And lead the thirsty, panting heart, Where streams of living water glide. 3 Go, bid the bright and morning star From Bethlehem's plains resplendent shine, And piercing through the gloom afar, Shed heavenly light and love divine. missions. 468, 469 4 To India's various castes proclaim The gospel's soft but powerful voice ; And at the bless'd Redeemer's name Let ocean's lonely isles rejoice. 5 From north to south, from east to west, Messiah yet shall reign supreme ; His name by every tongue confessed, His praise the universal theme. 6 Then faint not in the day of toil, When harvest waits the reaper's hand ; Go, gather in the glorious spoil, And joyous in his presence stand. 4tt)C7 Missionaries sent forth. 8. 7. 4. 1 ll/fEN of God, go, take your stations; J-J-I- Darkness reigns throughout the earth; Go — proclaim among the nations Joyful news of heavenly birth ; Bear the tidings Of the Saviour's matchless worth. 2 When exposed to fearful dangers, Jesus will his own defend ; Borne afar 'midst foes and strangers, Jesus will appear your friend ; He hath promised To be with you to the end. 469 The same. L. M. 1 ~\^E Christian heroes, go, proclaim A Salvation through Immanuel's name; To distant climes the tidings bear, And plant the Rose of Sharon there. 2 He'll shield you with a wall of fire, With flaming zeal your breasts inspire, 470 KINGDOM OF CHRIST. Bid raging winds their fury cease, And hush the tempests into peace. 3 And when our labors all are o'er, Then we shall meet to part no more ; Meet, with the blood-bought throng to And crown our Jesus Lord of all. [fall — Hd i \J The Missionary Ship. 1 T3L0W fresh, ye favoring breezes — blow, A-* And round the canvass, like swells of Ye rolling waters, lie smooth below; [snow: And over the skies May no storms arise, For the sowers go forth to sow. 2 They go, in lands by the heathen trod To sow the seed of the word of God ; From the root of Jesse to show the rod, 'Mid the desert's gloom, Till the " Branch" shall bloom O'er its idols beneath the sod. 3 Shine clear, O sun, on the sparkling sea : Of Him who nameth himself by thee The light — life-giving and pure and free — To the blind to show, Far away they go ; And with leaves of the healing tree. 4 Speed on, bright ship, in thy grandeur fair ; We give thy helm to an angel's care, Salvation's heralds unharmed to bear To their distant goal ; For the priceless soul Is the jewel which draws them there. 5 From friends and home in their far remove, Around them hover, thou heavenly Dove : THE SABBATH. 471 Descend, sweet Comforter, from above, To strengthen their bands, And hold up their hands, For their labor of faith and love. O thou the beams of whose chambers lie Below the flood and above the sky, 'Mid shadows of death thy friends be nigh, Till glory divine From the cross shall shine, And death, in its radiance, die. THE SABBATH. X L 4/1 Saturday Evening. 11. 8. ET the cares of the week all be banished far hence, To devotion now let us be given ; May the work of the Sabbath this evening commence, And our souls be preparing for heaven. Let us search well the bosom, if aught can be found To hinder the growth of the seed ; And earnestly pray God would clear from the ground Each rank and injurious weed. And oh that a dew from the Lord may To rest in abundance on all ; [descend, For without it no blessing the word will attend, Though preached by Apollos or Paul. 472, 473 THE SABBATH. 4 And may the Redeemer his presence bestow, Delighting each heart with his love ; And give us to taste, in his dwelling below, The joys of his temple above. 472 Saturday Evening. L. M. 6 lines. 1 OWEET is the last, the parting ray, ^ That ushers placid evening in, When, with the still expiring day, The Sabbath's peaceful hours begin ; How grateful to the anxious breast The sacred hours of holy rest. 2 Hushed is the tumult of the day, And worldly cares and business cease ; While soft the vesper breezes play, To hymn the glad return of peace : Delightful season ! kindly given To turn the wandering thoughts to heaven. x ^ 3 Oft as this peaceful hour shall come, Lord, raise my thoughts from earthly things, And bear them to my 1 heavenly home, On faith and hope's celestial wings, Till the last gleam of life decay In one eternal Sabbath-day. 4 / O The Sabbath welcomed. S. M. 1 T^TELCOME, sweet day of rest, * * That saw the Lord arise ; Welcome to this reviving breast, And these rejoicing eyes. 2 The King himself comes near, And feasts his saints to-day ; WELCOMED. 474, 475 Here we may sit, and see him here, And love, and praise, and pray. 3 One day amidst the place Where my dear Lord has been, Is sweeter than ten thousand days Of pleasurable sin. 4 My willing soul would stay In such a frame as this, And sit and sing herself away To everlasting bliss. 4 7 4i The Sabbath welcomed. 7s. 1 T/TTELCOME, sacred day of rest; * ▼ Sw r eet repose from worldly care ; Day above all days the best, When our souls for heaven prepare ; Day when our Redeemer rose, Victor o'er the hosts of hell : Thus he vanquished all our foes ; Let our lips his glory tell. 2 Gracious Lord, we love this day, When we hear thy holy word, When we sing thy praise, and pray ; Earth can no such joys afford. But a better rest remains — Heavenly Sabbaths, happier days, Rest from sin, and rest from pains, Endless joys, and endless praise. 475 Divine Blessing implored. H. M. T7TTELCOME, delightful morn, * * Thou day of sacred rest ; I hail thy kind return ; Lord, make these moments bless'd. 476 THE SABBATH. From the low train of mortal toys, I soar to reach immortal joys. 2 Now may the King descend, And fill his throne of grace ; Thy sceptre, Lord, extend, While saints address thy face : Let sinners feel thy quickening word, And learn to know and fear the Lord. 3 Descend, celestial Dove, With all thy quickening powers ; Disclose a Saviour's love, And bless these sacred hours : Then shall my soul new life obtain, Nor Sabbaths be indulged in vain. 47 6 The Day of Rest. L. M. 1 A NOTHER six days' work is done ; -^- Another Sabbath is begun : Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, Improve the day thy God has bless'd. 2 Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns So sweet a rest to wearied minds ; Provides an antepast of heaven, And gives, this day, the food of seven. 3 Oh that our thoughts and thanks may rise, As grateful incense, to the skies ; And draw from heaven that sweet repose, Which none, but he that feels it, knows. 4 This heavenly calm within the breast Is the dear pledge of glorious rest Which for the church of God remains — The end of cares, the end of pains. THE SANCTUARY. 477, 473 5 In holy duties let the day — In holy pleasures pass away ; How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend, In hope of one that ne'er shall end ! 477 The Day of Rest. C. If. 1 T71THEN the worn spirit wants repose, * ^ And sighs her God to seek, How sweet to hail the evening's close That ends the weary week ! 2 How sweet to hail the early dawn That opens on the sight, When first the soul-reviving morn Beams its new rays of light ! 3 Sweet day; thine hours too soon will cease ; Yet, while they gently roll, Breathe, Holy Spirit, source of peace, A Sabbath o'er my soul. 4 When will my pilgrimage be done, The world's long week be o'er, That Sabbath dawn which needs no sun, That day which fades no more ? 4/0 Unfricitfulness lamented. C. M. IT ONG have I sat beneath the sound ■" Of thy salvation, Lord ; But still how weak my faith is found, And knowledge of thy word ! 2 Oft I frequent thy holy place, And hear almost in vain ; How small a portion of thy grace My memory can retain ! 3 How cold and feeble is my love, How negligent my fear, 27 479, 480 How low my hope of joys above, How few affections there ! 4 Great God, thy sovereign power impart To give thy word success ; Write thy salvation in my heart, And make me learn thy grace. 5 Show my forgetful feet the way Tha*t leads to joys on high ; There knowledge grows without decay, And love shall never die. 4/9 Public Worship. L. M. 1 T ORD, how delightful His to see -" A whole assembly worship thee ! At once they sing — at once they pray — They hear of heaven, and learn the way. 2 I have been there, and still would go ; 'Tis like a heaven enjoyed below : Not all that careless sinners say, Shall tempt me to forget this day. 3 Oh write upon my memory, Lord, The texts and doctrines of thy word ; That I may break thy laws no more, But love thee better than before. 4 With thoughts of Christ, and things divine, Fill up this foolish heart of mine ; That, finding pardon through his blood, I may lie down and wake with God. 4oU Detention from the Sanctuary. C. M. 1 mHOUSANDS, O Lord of hosts, to-day J- Within thy temple meet ; And tens of thousands throng to pay Their homage at thy feet. EVENING. 481 2 They sing thy deeds, as I have sung, In sweet and solemn lays ; Were I among them, my glad tongue Might learn new themes of praise. 3 The dew lies thick on all the ground, Shall my poor fleece be dry ? The manna rains from heaven around, Shall I of hunger die ? 4 Behold thy prisoner, loose my bands, If 'tis thy gracious will ; If not, contented in thy hands Behold thy prisoner still. 5 I may not to thy courts repair, Yet here thou surely art ; Oh give me here a house of prayer, Here Sabbath joys impart. 4iOl Sabbath Evening. 6s. 1 mHE light of Sabbath eve J- Is fading fast away ; What record will it leave, To crown the closing day ? Is it a Sabbath spent, Of fruitless time destroyed; Or have these momentsjent, Been sacredly employed? 2 How dreadful and how drear, In yon dark world of pain, Will Sabbaths lost appear, That cannot come again. Then, in that hopeless place, The wretched soul will say, " I had those hours of grace, But cast them all away." 432, 483 THE SABBATH. 3 To waste these Sabbath hours Oh may we never dare ; Nor taint with thoughts of ours These sacred days of prayer : But may our Sabbaths here Inspire our hearts with love ; And prove a foretaste clear Of that sweet rest above. Sabbath Evening. C. M. 482 1 "TTREQUENT the day of God returns, J-^ To shed its quickening beams, And yet how slow devotion burns ; How languid are its flames ! 2 Accept our faint attempts to love, Our frailties, Lord, forgive ; We would be like thy saints above, And praise thee while we live. 3 Increase, O Lord, our faith and hope, And fit us to ascend Where the assembly ne'er breaks up, The Sabbath ne'er shall end ; 4 Where we shall breathe in heavenly air, With heavenly lustre shine ; Before the throne of God appear, And feast on love divine ; 5 Where we in high seraphic strains Shall all our powers employ ; Delighted range th' ethereal plains, And take our fill of joy. 483 The eternal Sabbath. L. M. 1 FT1HINE earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love, -*- But there's a nobler rest above ; NEW YEAR. 484 To that our longing souls aspire, With cheerful hope and strong desire. No more fatigue — no more distress, Nor sin, nor death shall reach the place; No groans shall mingle with the songs Which warble from immortal tongues. No rude alarms of raging foes, No cares to break the long repose ; No midnight shade, no clouded sun, But sacred, high, eternal noon. O long expected day, begin ; Dawn on these realms of wo and sin : Fain would we leave this weary road, And sleep in death, to rest in God. SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 484 Close of the Year. CM. 1 \ WAKE, ye saints, and raise your eyes, -^- And raise your voices high ; Awake, and praise that sovereign love, That shows salvation nigh. 2 On all the wings of time it flies ; Each moment brings it near ; Then welcome each declining day, Welcome each closing year. 3 Not many years their rounds shall run, Nor many mornings rise, Ere all its glories stand revealed To our admiring eyes. 4 Ye wheels of nature, speed your course ; Ye mortal powers, decay ; 27* 485, 486 special occasions. Fast as ye bring the night of death, Ye bring eternal day. 485 The New Year. 5. 11. 1 i^lOME, let us anew ^ Our journey pursue, Roll round with the year, And never stand still till the Master appear : His adorable will Let us gladly fulfill, And our talents improve, [love. By the patience of hope, and the labor of 2 Our life is a dream ; Our time, as a stream, Glides swiftly away, And the fugitive moment refuses to stay : The arrow is flown — The moment is gone — The millennial Year Rushes on to our view, and Eternity's here ! 3 Oh that each, in the day Of his coming, may say, " I have fought my way through ; I have finished the work which thou gav'st me to do." Oh that each from his Lord May receive the glad word, " Well and faithfully done ! Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne/' 486 New Year: — Blessing implored. C. M. 1 TVTOW, gracious Lord, thine arm reveal, *-^ And make thy glory known ; NEW YEAR. 4S7 Now let us all thy presence feel, And soften hearts of stone. 2 Help us to venture near thy throne, And plead a Saviour's name : For all that we can call our own Is vanity and shame. 3 From all the guilt of former sin May mercy set us free ; And let the year we now begin, Begin and end with thee. 4 Send down thy Spirit from above, That saints may love thee more, And sinners now may learn to love, Who never loved before. 5 And when before thee we appear, In our eternal home, May growing numbers worship here, And praise thee in our room. 487 New Year : — Goodness of God, L. M. 1 pi RE AT God, we sing that mighty hand ^JT By which supported still we stand : The opening year thy mercy shows, Let mercv crown it till it close. •/ 2 By day, by night, at home, abroad, Still we are guarded by our God ; By his incessant bounty fed, By his unerring counsel led. 3 With grateful hearts the past we own ; The future — all to us unknown — We to thy guardian care commit, And, peaceful, leave before thy feet. 488 SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 4 In scenes exalted or depressed, Be thou our joy, and thou our rest ; Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise, Adored through all our changing days. 5 When death shall interrupt our songs, And seal in silence mortal tongues, We'll rise to sing thy praise above, And glory in thy boundless love. 488 Close of the Year, 7s. WHILE, with ceaseless course, the sun Hasted through the former year, Many souls their race have run, Never more to meet us here : Fixed in an eternal state, They have done with all below ; We a little longer wait, But how little — none can know. As the winged arrow flies Speedily the mark to find ; As the lightning from the skies Darts, and leaves no trace behind — Swiftly thus our fleeting days Bear us down life's rapid stream ; Upward, Lord, our spirits raise, All below is but a dream. Thanks for mercies past receive ; Pardon of our sins renew ; Teach us henceforth how to live With eternity in view : Bless thy word to young and old ; Fill us with a Saviour's love ; And when life's short tale is told, May we dwell with thee above. NEW YEAR. 490 4oi/ Spared another Year. H. M. 1 rilHE Lord of earth and sky, -*- The God of ages praise, Who reigns enthroned on high — Ancient of endless days ; Who lengthens out our trial here, And spares us yet another year. 2 Barren and withered trees, We cumbered long the ground; No fruit of holiness On our dead souls was found ; Yet doth he us in mercy spare Another and another year. 3 When justice bared the sword, To cut the fig-tree down, The pity of the Lord Cried, " Let it still alone." The Father mild inclined his ear, And spared us yet another year. 4 Jesus, thy speaking blood From God obtained the grace; Who therefore hath bestowed On us a longer space ; Thou didst in our behalf appear, And lo, we see another year. 5 Then dig about our root, Break up our fallow^ ground, And let our gracious fruit To thy great praise abound , Oh let us all thy praise declare, And fruit unto perfection bear. 491 SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 490 Dedication of a Place of Worship. H. M. GREAT King of Glory, come, And with thy favor crown This temple as thy dome, This people as thine own : Beneath this roof oh deign to show How God can dwell with men below. Here may thine ears attend Our interceding cries, And grateful praise ascend, All-fragrant, to the skies : Here may thy word melodious sound, And spread celestial joys around. Here may th' attentive throng Imbibe thy truth and love, And converts join the song Of seraphim above ; And willing crowds surround thy board, With sacred joy and sweet accord. Here may our unborn sons And daughters sound thy praise, And shine like polished stones, Through long succeeding days : Here, Lord, display thy saving power, While temples stand, and men adore. Dedication of a Place of Worship. 491 1 \ ND will the great, eternal God -£"*- On earth establish his abode ? And w r ill he, from his radiant throne, Avow our temple for his own ? 2 These walls we to thine honor raise, Long may they echo to thy praise; L. M. DEDICATION. 492, 493 And thou, descending, fill the place With choicest tokens of thy grace. 3 Here let the great Redeemer reign, With all the glories of his train ; While power divine his word attends, To conquer foes, and cheer his friends. 4 And in the great, decisive day, When God the nations shall survey, May it before the world appear That crowds were born to glory here. 492 Zion.— Ps. lxxxvii. 2. L. M. 6 lines. 1 TflXTHROXED in light, eternal God, -"—* The highest heaven is thine abode ; Yet thou with us wilt deign to dwell ; Thou lov'st the gates of Zion well. On Salem's peaceful hill we raise A sacred temple to thy praise. 2 Here let the pilgrim find the road That leads the wandering soul to God ; Here sorrow lift her tearful eye, Allured to brighter scenes on high ; The weary spirit find repose, And at the cross forget her woes. 3 Our God, our fathers' God, we raise This sacred temple to thy praise ; Here, safe beneath thy sheltering wing, Shall contrite souls their offerings bring, Till called to soar, and join the song Which swells amid the heavenly throng. 493 Bethesda. 6. 5, 1 /^OME to Bethesda's pool, ^ All ye who need it ; SPECIAL OCCASIONS. Let not its waters cool Mantle unheeded : Here bring each grief and pain ; Here bring each sinful stain ; Here wash the vilest clean — Come, all who need it. Is there one impotent On its brink lying ? Is there one penitent, Bitterly sighing ? — ■ Courage, thou helpless one ; Cheer up, thou sorrowing ; Here God's eternal Son Raiseth the dying. Now, holy Messenger, Over us bending, Come, every bosom stir, Kindly descending ; While in this temple we Offer our praise to thee, Here let thy presence be Aiding, defending. 494 The Pastor welcomed. L. M. WE bid thee welcome, in the name Of Jesus, our exalted Head ; Come as a servant ; so he came, And we receive thee in his stead. Come as a shepherd ; guard and keep This fold from hell, and earth, and sin ; Nourish the lambs, and feed the sheep, The wounded heal, the lost bring in. Come as an angel, hence to guide A band of pilgrims on their way ; ORDINATION AND INSTALLATION. 495, 496 That, safely walking at thy side, We fail not, faint not, turn nor stray. 4 Come as a teacher sent from God, Charged his whole counsel to declare : Lift o'er our ranks the prophet's rod, While we uphold thy hands with prayer. 5 Come as a messenger of peace, Filled with the Spirit, fired with love : Live to behold our large increase, And die to meet us all above. 4 c/ D Prayer for the Pastor, L. M. 1 TT7ITH heavenly power, O Lord, defend * * Him whom we now to thee commend; His person bless, his soul secure, And make him to the end endure. 2 Gird him with all-sufficient grace ; Direct his feet in paths of peace ; Thy truth and faithfulness fulfill, And help him to obey thy will. 3 Before him thy protection send ; Oh love him, save him to the end ; Nor let him, as thy pilgrim, rove Without the convoy of thy love. 4 Enlarge, inflame, and fill his heart; • / In him thy mighty power exert ; That thousands yet unborn may praise The wonders of redeeming grace. 496 Watchfulness. — Luke xii. 37. S. M. 1 "VTE servants of the Lord, -*■ Each in his office wait, Observant of his heavenly word, And watchful at his gate. 28 497, 498 special occasions. 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 ; i Mark the first signal of his hand, And ready all appear. 4 Oh happy servant he In such a posture found ! He shall his Lord with rapture see, And be with honor crowned. Zion's Watchmen. — Heb. xiii. 17. C. M. 497 1 T ET Zion's watchmen all awake, -*-^ And take th' alarm they give : Now let them from the mouth of God Their solemn charge receive. 2 'Tis not a cause of small import The pastor's care demands ; But what might fill an angel's heart, And filled a Saviour's hands. 3 They watch for souls, for which the Lord Did heavenly bliss forego ; For souls which must for ever live In raptures or in wo. 4 May they that Jesus whom they preach,* Their own Redeemer see ; Lord, watch thou daily o'er their souls, That they may watch for thee. 4J/Q Preachers sent forth. 1 "X^E messengers of Christ, S. M. His sovereign voice obey ORDINATION AND INSTALLATION. 499 Arise, and follow where he leads, And peace attend your w r ay. 2 The Master whom you serve Will needful strength bestow ; Depending on his promised aid, With sacred courage go. 3 Go, spread a Saviour's fame, And tell his matchless grace ; Redemption by his blood proclaim To Adam's guilty race. 4 Mountains shall sink to plains, And hell in vain oppose : The cause is God's, and must prevail, In spite of all his foes. 499 Bearers of glad Tidings, — Isa. lii. 7. S. M. 1 TTOW beauteous are their feet J-l Who stand on Zion's hill ; Who bring salvation on their tongues, And w r ords of peace reveal ! 2 How charming is their voice ! How sweet the tidings are ! " Zion, behold thy Saviour — King, He reigns and triumphs here." 3 How happy are our ears, That hear this joyful sound Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found ! 4 How blessed are our eyes, That see this heavenly light ! Prophets and kings desired it long, But died without the sight. SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 5 The watchmen join their voice, And tuneful notes employ ; Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, And deserts learn the joy. 6 The Lord makes bare his arm, Through all the earth abroad ; Let every nation now behold Their Saviour and their God. 500 "This do in remembrance of me" C. M. 1 A CCORDING to thy gracious word, -^- In meek humility, This will I do, my dying Lord, I will remember thee. 2 Thy body, broken for my sake, My bread from heaven shall be ; Thy testamental cup I take, And thus remember thee. 3 Gethsemane can I forget? Or there thy conflict see, Thine agony and bloody sweat, And not remember thee ? 4 When to the cross I turn my eyes, And rest on Calvary, O Lamb of God, my sacrifice, I must remember thee — 5 Remember thee and all thy pains, And all thy love to me ; Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains, Will I remember thee. 6 And when these failing lips grow dumb, And mind and memory flee, the lord's supper. 501, 502 When thou shalt in thy kingdom come, Jesus, remember me. 501 The Table of the Lord.— Luke xiv. 23. C. M. 1 TTOW sweet and awful is the place J-J- With Christ within the doors, While everlasting love displays The choicest of her stores. 2 While all our hearts, in praise and song, Join to admire the feast, Each of us cries, with thankful tongue, " Lord, why was I a guest?" 3 " Why was I made to hear thy voice, And enter while there's room — When thousands make a wretched choice, And rather starve than come?" 4 'Twas the same love that spread the feast, That sweetly forced us in ; Else we had still refused to taste, And perished in our sin. 5 Pity the nations, O our God, Constrain the earth to come ; Send thy victorious word abroad, And bring the strangers home. 6 We long to see thy churches full, That all the chosen race May, with one voice and heart and soul, Sing thy redeeming grace. OU/-W Christ crucified. L. M. 1 "\/¥7HEN on the cross my Lord I see, ' * Bleeding to death for wretched me, Satan and sin no more can move, For I am all transformed to love. 28* SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 2 Come, sinners, view the Lamb of God, Wounded, and dead, and bathed in blood ! Behold his side, and venture near ; The well of endless life is here. 3 Here I forget my cares and pains ; I drink, yet still my thirst remains ; Only the fountain-head above Can satisfy the thirst of love. 4 Oh that I thus could always feel ! Lord, more and more thy love reveal ; Then my glad tongue shall loud proclaim The grace and glory of thy name. DUO The Memorials of our absent Lord, ' L. M. 1 TESUS is gone above the skies, •J Where our weak senses reach him not ; And carnal objects court our eyes, To thrust our Saviour from our thought. 2 He knows what wandering hearts we have, Apt to forget his lovely face ; And to refresh our minds he gave These kind memorials of his grace. 3 Let sinful sweets be all forgot, And earth grow less in our esteem ; Christ and his love fill every thought, And faith and hope be fixed on him. 4 While he is absent from our sight, 'Tis to prepare our souls a place, That we may dwell in heavenly light, And live for ever near his face. 0U4 Redeeming Grace. C. M. 1 T ORD, at thy table we behold -" The wonders of thy grace ; the lord's supper. 505 But most of all admire that we Should find a welcome place — 2 We who are all defiled with sin, And rebels to our God ; We who have crucified thy Son, And trampled on his blood ! 3 What strange, surprising grace is this, That we, so lost, have room ! Jesus our weary souls invites, And freely bids us come. 4 Ye saints below, and hosts of heaven, Join all your sacred powers : No theme is like redeeming love ; No Saviour is like ours. OvJO The amazing Love of Christ. L. M. 1 /^OME, let me love, or is my mind ^-^ Hardened to stone, or froze to ice ? I see the blessed Fair One bend, And stoop t' embrace me from the skies ! 2 Oh, 'tis a thought would melt a rock, And make a heart of iron move, That those sweet lips, that heavenly look, Should seek and wish a mortal love ! 3 I was a traitor doomed to fire, Bound to sustain eternal pains ; He flew on wings of strong desire, Assumed my guilt, and took my chains. 4 Infinite grace ! almighty charms ! Stand in amaze, ye rolling skies ! Jesus, the God, extends his arms, Hangs on the cross of love, and dies ! 506, 507 SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 5 Did pity ever stoop so low, Dressed in divinity and blood? Was ever rebel courted so, In groans of an expiring God ? 6 Sure I must love ; or are my ears Still deaf, nor will my passions move ? Lord, melt this stubborn heart to tears ; This heart shall yield to death or love. 506 "Suffer little children;' <$c— Mark x. 14. C. fit 1 ^JEE Israel's gentle Shepherd stand, ^ With all-engaging- charms ; Hark, how he calls the tender lambs, And folds them in his arms. 2 " Permit them to approach," he cries, ' Nor scorn their humble name; For 'twas to bless such souls as these The Lord of angels came." 3 We bring them, Lord, in thankful hands, And yield them up to thee ; Joyful that we ourselves are thine, Thine let our offspring be. 4 If orphans they are left behind, Thy guardian care we trust ; That care shall heal our bleeding hearts, If weeping o'er their dust. OU I The promise to Abraha??i. C. M. 1 TTOW large the promise, how divine, -tl To Abra'm and his seed — " I'll be a God to thee and thine, Supplying all their need." BAPTISM. 508 2 The words of his extensive love From age to age endure : The angel of the covenant proves, And seals the blessings sure. 3 Jesus the ancient faith confirms, To our great fathers given ; He takes young children to his arms, And calls them heirs of heaven. 4 Our God, how faithful are his ways ! His love endures the same ; Nor from the promise of his grace Blots out the children's name. OUO Kindness of the Saviour. L. M. 1 T7TTITH thankful hearts our songs we * * raise, To celebrate the Saviour's praise ; Yet who but saints in heaven above, Can tell the riches of his love ? 2 His love, with gentle accents, sheds A blessing on our infants' heads ; Bids us for infants seek his face, And ask for them renewing grace. 3 He, the good Shepherd, kindly leads The wand'rer and the hungry feeds; Deigns in his arms the lambs to bear, And makes them his peculiar care. 4 Jesus, to thy protecting wing Our helpless little ones Ave bring; Oh grant them grace and strength that they May find and keep the heavenward way. 509, 510 SPECIAL OCCASIONS. OUy Blessings implored. C. M. 1 /^iUR children, Lord, in faith and prayer, ^-^ We now devote to thee ; Let them thy covenant mercies share, And thy salvation see. 2 In early days their hearts secure From worldly snares, we pray ; And let them to the end endure In every righteous way. 3 Grant us before them, Lord, to live In holy faith and fear ; And then to heaven our souls remove, And bring our children there. Public Fast C. M. 510 1 QEE, gracious God, before thy throne ^ Thy mourning people bend ; 'Tis on thy sovereign grace alone Our humble hopes depend. 2 Tremendous judgments from thy hand Thy dreadful power display ; Yet mercy spares this guilty land, And still we live to pray. 3 What numerous crfmes increasing rise, Through this apostate land ! What land so favored of the skies, Yet thoughtless of thy hand ? 4 How changed, alas, are truths divine, For error, guilt, and shame ! What impious numbers, bold in sin, Disgrace the Christian name ! 5 Oh, turn us, turn us, mighty Lord, By thy resistless grace : MISCELLANEOUS. 511, 512 Then shall our hearts obey thy word, And humbly seek thy face. Oil Prayer for Rain. C. M. 1 "VTOW may the Lord of earth and skies -L^ Regard us when we call ; 'Tis he who bids the vapors rise, And showers abundant fall. 2 On thee, our God, we all depend For life, and health, and food ; Oh make refreshing showers descend, And crown the year with good. 3 Let grace come down, like copious rain, On Zion's drooping field ; So shall our souls revive again, And fruit abundant yield. 4 Then smiling nature shall express Her mighty Maker's praise ; And we, the children of thy grace, Join her harmonious lays. 512 Tract Distribution. 8. 7. 4. 1 T ORD of glory, who didst honor -*-^ David's humble sling and stone, Ancient Israel to deliver — Now as weak an effort own ; Bless the labor Which our feeble hands have done. 2 'Tis the gospel seed we're sowing On the good and fallow ground; Bearing, weeping, without knowing Which shall fail, and which abound : Holy Spirit, Let it verdant spring around. 513, 514 special 3 When the harvest-time is ended, When the Master counts our sheaves, Oh let those by us attended, Be as numerous as the leaves Which we scatter, And a dying world receives. 01 Providential Deliverance. ^C. M. 1 TUST snatched from danger and from ** My thankful voice I raise ; [death, And fain emit my feeble breath In grateful hymns of praise. 2 As on destruction's brink aghast I stood with panting breath, And thought that moment was my last, And looked for instant death ; 3 Just in the moment of despair I raised my fainting cry ; My Saviour heard the broken prayer, His hand unseen was nigh. 4 Oh, blessings on his name, and praise, Who saved me from above ; Be my spared life and rescued days Devoted to his love. 1 4 Temperance Hymn. S. M. 1 1%/I"0URN for the thousands slain, iTl- The youthful and the strong ; Mourn for the wine-cup's fatal reign, And the deluded throng. 2 Mourn for the tarnished gem — For Reason's light divine, Quenched from the soul's bright diadem, Where God had bid it shine. MISCELLANEOUS. 515 3 Mourn for the ruined soul — Eternal life and light Lost by the fiery, maddening bowl, And turned to hopeless night. 4 Mourn for the lost — but call, Call to the strong, the free ; Rouse them to shun that dreadful fall, And to the refuge flee. 5 Mourn for the lost — but pray, Pray to our God above, To break the fell destroyer's sway, And show his savins: love. 515 The Maternal Prayer-meeting. C. M. 1 WTE gather at the mercy-seat, Oppressed with anxious care, And at our great Redeemer's feet, We pour the mother's prayer. 2 A feeble band, to him we fly, And in our weakness dare Address him in the mother's sigh, And in the mother's prayer. 3 In the rich blessings of his love He calls the child to share ; And he will listen from above, And hear the mother's prayer. 4 Now on our burdened hearts, O Lord, Our children we would bear ; Fulfill the promise of thy word, And grant the mother's prayer. 5 " Save, Lord," we will not cease to cry, Nor of thy grace despair ; 29 516, 517 SPECIAL OCCASIONS. For thou wilt not the gift deny, Nor spurn the mother's prayer. 1 U Marriage, C. M. 1 ^JINCE Jesus freely did appear ^ To grace a marriage feast, O Lord, we ask thy presence here, To make a wedding guest. 2 Upon the bridal pair look down, Who now have plighted hands ; Their union with thy favor crown, And bless the nuptial bands. 3 With gifts of grace their hearts endow, Of all rich dowries best ; Their substance bless, and peace bestow, To sweeten all the rest. 4 In purest love their souls unite, That they, with Christian care, May make domestic burdens light, By taking mutual share. 5 On every soul assembled here, Oh make thy face to shine ; Thy goodness more our hearts can cheer, Than richest food or wine. 517 The Sailor's Friend. C. M. 1 f\F old did Jesus condescend ^-^ To calm the raging sea? Yes, he was then the Sailor's Friend, And such he still would be. 2 Not to sustain our mortal breath We raise the earnest cry ; Lord, save our precious souls from death, And make us fit to die. MISCELLANEOUS. 518, 519 3 Then blow, ye winds, ye surges roar ; 'Twill not our souls appal, Though waves and billows pass us o'er, And deep to deep should call. 4 But oh, without that blessed hope, Without a Saviour near, What desperate courage bears us up ; What madness not to fear ! 5 Jesus, on thee our hopes we cast, No more thy wrath defy ; Thou art the anchor sure and fast ; On thee our souls rely. 6 Soon shall the sea give up its dead ; And should our graves be there, With joy we'll quit our watery bed, To meet thee in the air. A propitious Gale desired. L. M. 518 1 \ T anchor laid, remote from home, -^ Toiling, I cry, " Sweet Spirit, come; Celestial breeze, no longer stay, But swell my sails, and speed my way. 2 " Fain would I mount, fain would I glow, And loose my cable from below ; But I can only spread my sail — [gale." Thou, thou must breathe th' auspicious 519 The aged Christian's Prayer.— Fe. lxxi. 9. C. M. 1 i^l OD of my childhood and my youth, ^J" The guide of all my days, I have declared thy heavenly truth, And told thy wondrous ways. 2 Wilt thou forsake my hoary hairs, And leave my fainting heart 1 520, 521 SPECIAL OCCASIONS. Who shall sustain my sinking years, If God, my strength, depart? 3 Let me thy power and truth proclaim To the surviving age, And leave the savor of thy name When I shall quit the stage. 4 The land of silence and of death Attends my next remove ; Oh may these poor remains of breath Teach the wide world thy love. 0/£\) Spring. C. M. 1 rflHE icy chains that bound the earth -*- Are now dissolved and gone ; Waked by the sun, the blooming spring Puts her new livery on. 2 My soul, in every scene admire The wisdom and the power; Behold thy God in every plant, In every opening flower. 3 Yet in his word the God of grace More clearly writes his name ; The wonders of redeeming love My noblest song shall claim. 4 With warmest beams, thou God of grace, Shine on this heart of mine, Turn thou my winter into spring, And be the glory thine. 521 The Harvest L. M. 1 /^iREAT God, as seasons disappear, ^JT And changes mark the rolling year, Thy favor still has crowned our days, And we would celebrate thy praise. THE SEASONS. 522, 523 2 The harvest-song would we repeat ; Thou givest us the finest wheat : The joys of harvest we have known ; The praise, O Lord, is all thine own. 3 Another harvest comes apace ; Prepare our spirits by thy grace, That we may calmly meet the blow The sickle gives to lay us low. 4 That when the angel-reapers come To gather sheaves to thy bless'd home, Our spirits may be borne on high, To thy safe garner in the sky. D/£/£ Autumn. — Isa. lxiv. 6. 8. 7. 1 OEE the leaves around us falling, ^ Dry and withered, to the ground; Thus to thoughtless mortals calling, In a sad and solemn sound : 2 " Ye on length of days presuming, Think how soon our course has fled ; We were lately fresh and blooming, Now are withered, dry, and dead. 3 " Cease presumptuous hopes to cherish, Prize the seasons as they fly ; Like the leaves you rise and flourish, Like the leaves must droop and die. 4 " But to those in Jesus planted By a true and living faith, Shall unfading spring be granted, And a triumph over death." O/^O Xational Thanksgiving. L. M. 1 T>RAISE to the Lord, who bows his ear -1 Propitious to his people's prayer ; 29* 524 SPECIAL OCCASIONS. And, though deliverance long delay, Answers in his well-chosen day. 2 Lord, may thy goodness cause our land, Preserved by thine almighty hand, The tribute of its love to bring To thee, our Saviour and our King. 3 So shall each public temple raise A song of triumph to thy praise ; And every peaceful private home To thee a temple shall become. 4 Still be it our supreme delight To walk as in thine awful sight ; And in thy precepts and thy fear, Till life's last hour, to persevere. 524 Drought. C. M. 1 nnHE sun, that minister of love, -*- Who from the naked ground Calls forth the hidden scenes to birth, And spreads their beauties round ; 2 At the dread order of his God, Now darts destructive fires ; Hills, plains, and vales are parched with drought, And blooming life expires. 3 Like burnished brass, the heaven around In angry terror burns, While the earth lies a joyless waste, And into iron turns. 4 Oh pity, Lord, our deep distress, Nor with our land contend ; Bid the avenging skies relent, And showers of mercy send. EARLY PIETY. 525, 526 CHILDHOOD AND YOUTH. O/CD Invitation to the Young. — Prov. viii. 17. C. M# 1 ~XT~E hearts with youthful vigor warm, JL In smiling crowds draw near, And turn from every mortal charm, A Saviour's voice to hear. 2 He, Lord of all the worlds on high, Stoops to converse w^ith you ; And lays his radiant glories by, Your friendship to pursue. 3 " The soul that longs to see my face, Is sure my love to gain ; And those that early seek my grace, Shall never seek in vain." 4 What object, Lord, my soul should move, If once compared with thee ? What beauty should command my love, Like what in Christ I see ? 5 Away — ye false, delusive toys, Vain tempters of the mind ! 'Tis here I fix my lasting choice, And here true bliss I find. 0/d\) Blessedness of early Piety. C. M. 1 TTAPPY the child whose early years J-1 Receive instruction well ; Who hates the sinner's path, and fears The road that leads to hell. 2 When we devote our youth to God, 'Tis pleasing in his eyes ; 527 CHILDHOOD AND YOUTH. A flower, when offered in the bud, Is no vain sacrifice. 3 'Twill save us from a thousand snares To mind religion young : Grace will preserve our following years, And make our virtues strong. 4 To thee, Almighty God, to thee Our childhood we resign ; 'Twill please us to look back and see That our whole lives were thine. 5 Let the sweet work of prayer and praise Employ our youngest breath : Thus we're prepared for longer days, Or fit for early death. 527 Jesus the Child's Pattern. 8. 7. 1 TESUS Christ, my Lord and Saviour, •* Once became a child like me ; Oh that in my whole behavior He my pattern still might be. 2 All my nature is unholy, Pride and passion dwell within ; But the Lord was meek and lowly, And was never known to sin. 3 Lord, assist a feeble creature, Guide me by thy word of truth ; Condescend to be my teacher. Through my childhood and my youth. 4 Often shall I be forgetful Of the lessons thou hast taught, Idle, passionate, and fretful, Or indulging foolish thought. praise. 528, 529 5 Then permit me not to harden In my sin, and be content ; But bestow a gracious pardon, And assist me to repent. D/CO The sanctified Child. C. M. 1 X3Y cool Siloam's shady rill -L* How sweet the lily grows ; How sweet the breath, beneath the hill, Of Sharon's dewy rose. 2 And such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God. 3 thou whose infancy was found With heavenly rays to shine, Whose years, with changeless virtue Were all alike divine ; [crowned, 4 Dependent on thy bounteous breath, We seek thy grace alone, In childhood, manhood, and in death, To keep us still thine own. 0/^5y The Power and Greatness of God. C. M. 1 TTOW glorious is our heavenly King, J-J- Who reigns above the sky ! How shall a child presume to sing His dreadful majesty ? 2 How great his power is, none can tell, Nor think how large his grace ; Not men below, nor saints that dwell On high, before his face. 3 Not angels that stand round the Lord Can search his secret will ; 530 CHILDHOOD AND YOUTH. But they perform his holy word, And sing his praises still. 4 Then let me join this heavenly train, And my first offerings bring ; Th' eternal God will not disdain To hear an infant sing. 5 My heart resolves, my tongue obeys, And angels shall rejoice, To hear their mighty Maker's praise Sound from a feeble voice. OoU The Hosannas of Children. 7. 6. Iambic. 1 T/V^HEN, his salvation bringing, * * To Zion Jesus came, The children all stood singing Hosanna to his name. Nor did their zeal offend him ; But as he rode along, He let them still attend him, And smiled to hear their song. 2 And since the Lord retaineth His love for children still, Though now as King he reigneth On Zion's heavenly hill, We'll flock around his banner, Who sits upon the throne ; And cry aloud, " Hosanna To David's royal Son." 3 For should we fail proclaiming Our great Redeemer's praise, The stones, our silence shaming, Might well hosannas raise. But shall we only render The tribute of our words ? praise. 531, 532 No, while our hearts are tender, They too shall be the Lord's. 3 1 " Thou God seest me." C. M. J A LMIGHTY God, thy piercing eye -£±- Strikes through the shades of night, And our most secret actions lie All open to thy sight. 2 There's not a sin that we commit, Nor wicked word we say, But in thy dreadful book 'tis writ, Against the judgment day. 3 Lord, at thy feet ashamed I lie, Upward I dare not look ; Pardon my sins, or else I die — Oh blot them from thy book. 4 Remember all the dying pains That my Redeemer felt, And let his blood wash out my stains, And answer for my guilt. 5 Oh may I now for ever fear T' indulge a sinful thought; Since the great God can see, and hear, And writes down every fault. OO/d Prayer of a Child. 8s, 1 f\ JESUS, delight of my soul, ^-^ My Saviour, my Shepherd divine, I yield to thy blessed control ; My body and spirit are thine. 2 The love I can never deserve, That bids me be happy in thee ; My God and my King I will serve, Whose favor is heaven to me. 533, 534 CHILDHOOD AND YOUTH. 3 How can I thy goodness repay, By nature so weak and defiled ? Myself I have given away ; Oh call me thy own little child. 4 And art thou my Father above ? Will Jesus abide in my heart ? Oh bind me so fast with thy love, That I never from thee shall depart. t)oO The Praises of Children. 1 f^ LORY to the Father give, ^JT G oc i i n w hom we move and live : Children's prayers he deigns to hear ; Children's songs delight his ear. 2 Glory to the Son we bring, Christ our Prophet, Priest, and King ; Children, raise your sweetest strain To the Lamb, for he was slain. 3 Glory to the Holy Ghost ; Be this day a Pentecost ; Children's minds may he inspire, Touch their lips with holy fire. 4 Glory in the highest be To the blessed Trinity, For the gospel from above, For the word, that " God is love." 7s. 534 i The Sabbath- School C. M. THERE is a glorious world of light, Above the starry sky, Where saints departed, clothed in white, Adore the Lord most high. And hark, amid the sacred songs Those heavenly voices raise, SABBATH-SCHOOL. 535 Ten thousand thousand infant tongues Unite in perfect praise. Those are the hymns that we shall know, If Jesus we obey ; That is the place where we shall go, If found in wisdom's way. This is the joy we ought to seek, And make our chief concern ; For this we come from week to week, To read, and hear, and learn. Soon will our earthly race be run, Our mortal frame decay; Children and teachers, one by one, Must die, and pass away. Great God, impress the serious thought, This day, on every breast; That both the teachers and the taught May enter to thy rest 535 The Sabbath- School L. M, 1 TJOSANNAS by an infant train -H Were once within the temple sung, While Jesus listened to the strain, And poured his blessing on the throng. 2 Lord, may thy Spirit seal the truth On every heart, with power divine; Renew and sanctify these youth, And make these children wholly thine. 3 May we our humble voices raise Responsive to the heavenly host, In strains of everlasting praise To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 30 536, 537 DEATH. 536 The Sabbath-School Teacher. C. M. 1 T3LESS'D work the youthful mind to -L* And turn the rising race [win, From the deceitful paths of sin, To seek redeeming grace. 2 Children our kind protection claim ; And God will well approve, When infants learn to lisp his name, And their Redeemer love. 3 Be ours the bliss in wisdom's way To guide untutored youth, And show the mind which went astray, The way, the life, the truth. 4 Thy Spirit, Father, on us shed, And bless this good design ; The honors of thy name be spread, And all the glory thine. DEATH. Odi Uncertainty of Life. C. M. 1 "DE NEATH our feet and o'er our head -*-* Is equal warning given ; Beneath us lie the countless dead, Above us is the heaven. 2 Death rides on every passing breeze, And lurks in every flower ; Each season has its own disease, Its peril every hour. CONTEMPLATED. 538 3 Our eyes have seen the rosy light Of youth's soft cheek decay, And fate descend in sudden night On manhood's middle day. 4 Our eyes have seen the steps of age Halt feebly to the tomb ; And yet shall earth our hearts engage, And dreams of days to come ? 5 Turn, mortal, turn ; thy danger know : Where'er thy foot can tread, The earth rings hollow from below, And warns thee of her dead. 6 Turn, Christian, turn ; thy soul apply To truths divinely given : The forms which underneath thee lie, Shall live, for hell or heaven. OOO Time fleeting. 7. 6. 1 rpiME is winging us away -*- To our eternal home ; Life is but a winter's day, A journey to the tomb : Youth and vigor soon will flee, Blooming beauty lose its charms ; All that's mortal soon will be Enclosed in death's cold arms. 2 Time is winging us away To our eternal home ; Life is but a winter's day, A journey to the tomb : But the Christian shall enjoy Health and beauty soon above ; Far beyond the world's alloy, Secure in Jesus' love. DEATH. 539 Thoughts of Death. CM. 1 TVTY soul, come, meditate the day, -L*J- And think how near it stands, When thou must quit this house of clay, And fly to unknown lands. 2 And you, my eyes, look down and view The hollow gaping tomb ; This gloomy prison waits for you, Whene'er the summons come. 3 Oh, could we die with those that die, And place us in their stead, Then would our spirits learn to fly, And converse with the dead. 4 Then should we see the saints above, In their own glorious forms, And wonder why our souls should love To dwell with mortal worms. 5 We should almost forsake our clay Before the summons come, And pray, and wish our souls away To their eternal home. Death and the Judgment. 540 1 A ND am I born to die — A To lay this body down ? And must my trembling spirit fly Into a world unknown ? 2 Soon as from earth I go, What scenes will burst on me ! Eternal happiness or wo Must then my portion be ! 3 Waked by the trumpet's sound, I from my grave shall rise. s. M. CONTEMPLATED. 541 And see the Judge with glory crowned, And see the flaming skies ! 4 Shall I then leave my tomb With triumph, or regret ? A fearful, or a joyful doom. A curse, or blessing meet ? 5 Will angel bands convey Their brother to the bar ? Or devils drag my soul away To meet its sentence there ? 6 thou who did ? st atone, Dispel my anxious fear ; And when thou comest on thy throne, May I with joy appear. 041 U I would not live alway" — Job. vii. 16. lis. 1 T WOULD not live alway; I ask not to 1 stay "Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way : The few fleeting- mornings that dawn on us here Are enough for life's sorrows — enough for its cheer. 2 I would not live alway ; no, welcome the tomb ; Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom ; There sweet be my rest, till he bid me arise, To hail him in triumph descending the skies. 3 Who, who would live alway, away from his God, Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode, 30* DEATH. Where rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains, And the noontide of glory eternally reigns ? 4 Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet, Their Saviour and brethren transported to greet ; While anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul. 04/O Reflections after Sickness. S. M. 1 TUST o'er the grave I hung — •* No pardon met my eyes, As blessings never greet the slain, And hope shall never rise. 2 I saw, beyond the tomb, The awful Judge appear, Prepared to scan, with strict account, My blessings wasted here. 3 How mourned my sinking soul The Sabbath's hours divine, The day of grace, that precious day, Consumed in sense and sin. 4 The work — the mighty work Of life — so long delayed ! Repentance yet to be begun, Upon a dying bed ! 5 Ye sinners, fear the Lord, While yet 'tis called to-day; Soon will the awful voice of death Command your souls away. CONTEMPLATED. 543, 544 6 Soon will the harvest close, The summer soon be o'er; And soon your injured, angry God Will hear your prayers no more. 543 The Grave. 8. 4. 1 fTlHERE is a calm for those who weep, -■- A rest for weary pilgrims found : They softly lie, and sweetly sleep, Low in the ground. 2 The storm that wrecks the winter sky No more disturbs their deep repose, Than summer evening's latest sigh, That shuts the rose. 3 Thou traveller in the vale of tears, To realms of everlasting light, Through time's dark wilderness of years, Pursue thy flight. 4 Whate'er thy lot — where'er thou be — Confess thy folly, kiss the rod ; And in thy chastening sorrows see The hand of God. 5 Though long of winds and waves the sport, Condemned in wretchedness to roam, Thou soon shalt reach a sheltering port, A quiet home. 544 The tolling Bell L. M. 1 fYFT as the bell, with solemn toll, ^-^ Speaks the departure of a soul, Let each one ask himself, "Am I Prepared, should I be called to die?" 2 Only this frail and fleeting breath Preserves me from the jaws of death ; 545 DEATH. Soon as it fails, at once I'm gone, And plunged into a world unknown. Lord Jesus, help me now to flee, And seek my hope alone in thee ; Apply thy blood, thy Spirit give, Subdue my sins, and let me live. Then when the solemn bell I hear, If saved from guilt, I need not fear ; Nor would the thought distressing be- Perhaps it next may toll for me. 545 Consolations in Sickness. C. M. 1 Tyf7HEN languor and disease invade * * This trembling house of clay, 'Tis sweet to look beyond my pains, And long to fly away. 2 Sweet to look inward, and attend The whispers of his love ; Sweet to look upward to the place Where Jesus pleads above. 3 Sweet to reflect how grace divine My sins on Jesus laid ; Sweet to remember that his blood My debt of suffering paid. 4 Sweet on his faithfulness to rest, Whose love can never end ; Sweet on his covenant of grace For all things to depend. 5 Sweet, in the confidence of faith, To trust his firm decrees ; Sweet to lie passive in his hands, And know no will but his. support. 546, 547 6 Sweet to rejoice in lively hope That, when my change shall come, Angels will hover round my bed, And waft my spirit home. 046 Hope in Affliction. C. M. 1 T7TTHEN musing sorrow weeps the past, * * And mourns the present pain, How sweet to think of peace at last, And feel that death is gain. 2 'Tis not that murmuring thoughts arise, And dread a Father's will ; ? Tis not that meek submission flies, And would not suffer still ; 3 It is that heaven-taught faith surveys The path that leads to light ; And longs her eagle-plumes to raise, And lose herself in sight. 4 It is that hope with ardor glows To see Him face to face, Whose dying love no language knows Sufficient art to trace. 5 It is that harassed conscience feels The pangs of struggling sin ; And sees, though far, the hand that heals, And ends the strife within. 6 Oh let me wing my hallowed flight From earth-born wo and care ; And soar above these clouds of night, My Saviour's bliss to share. 04 i The Saviour's Presence in Death. L. M. 1 \\TH Y should we start and fear to die ? What timorous worms we mortals are ! DEATH. Death is the gate of endless joy, And yet we dread to enter there. The pains, the groans, the dying strife, Fright our approaching souls away; Still we shrink back again to life, Fond of our prison and our clay. Oh. if my Lord would come and meet, My soul would stretch her wings in haste, Fly fearless through death's iron gate, Nor feel the terrors as she passed. Jesus can make a dying bed Feel soft as downy pillows are ; While on his breast I lean my head, And breathe my life out sweetly there. 548 The Fear of Death subdued. C. M. 1 TTSTHE N downward to the darksome tomb * * I thoughtful turn my eyes, Frail nature trembles at the gloom, And anxious fears arise. 2 Why shrinks my soul? — in death's embrace Once Jesus captive slept; And angels, hovering o'er the place, His lowly pillow kept. 3 Thus shall they guard my sleeping dust, And, as the Saviour rose, The grave again shall yield her trust, And end my deep repose. 4 My Lord, before to glory gone, Shall bid me come away ; And calm and bright shall break the dawn Of heaven's eternal day, triumph. 549, 550 5 Then let my faith each fear dispel, And gild with light the grave ; To him my loftiest praises swell, Who died from death to save. 04c/ Support in Death. 7. 4. 1 T/¥7HEN the vale of death appears, * * Faint and cold this mortal clay, Kind Forerunner, soothe my fears, Light me through the darksome way ; Break the shadows, Usher in eternal day. 2 Starting from this dying state, Upward bid my soul aspire, Open thou the crystal gate, To thy praise attune my lyre : Dwell for ever — Dwell on each immortal wire. 3 When the mighty trumpet blown, Shall the judgment dawn proclaim, From the central, burning throne, Mid creation's final flame, With the ransomed, Judge and Saviour, own my name. OOU Triumph over Death. C. M. 1 fYH for an overcoming faith, ^^ To cheer my dying hours ; To triumph o'er the monster death And all his frightful powers. 2 Joyful, with all the strength I have, My quivering lips should sing — DEATH. " Where is thy boasted victory, grave ? And where the monster's sting?" If sin be pardoned, I'm secure; Death has no sting beside : The law gives sin its damning power, But Christ, my ransom, died. Now to the God of victory Immortal thanks be paid, Who makes us conquerors, while we die, Through Christ our living head. 551 Support in Death. C. If. X/fJTHEN bending o'er the brink of life * * My trembling soul shall stand, Waiting to pass death's awful flood, Great God, at thy command ; When every long-loved scene of life Stands ready to depart ; When the last sigh that shakes the frame Shall rend this bursting heart; O thou great source of joy supreme, Whose arm alone can save, Dispel the darkness that surrounds The entrance to the grave. Lay thy supporting, gentle hand, Beneath my sinking head; And with a ray of love divine Illume my dying bed. Leaning on thy dear faithful breast, May I resign my breath ; And in thy fond embraces lose The bitterness of death. triumph. 552, 553 QQ& Rejoicing in view of Death. C. M. 1 A ND let this feeble body fail, -^- And let it droop and die ; My soul shall quit this mournful vale, And soar to worlds on high; 2 Shall join the disembodied saints, And find its longr-sought rest — That only bliss for which it pants — In my Redeemer's breast, 3 In hope of that immortal crown, I now the cross sustain ; And gladly wander up and down, And smile at toil and pain. 4 Oh, what are all my sufferings here, If, Lord, thou count me meet With that enraptured host t' appear, And worship at thy feet ? 5 Give joy or grief — give ease or pain, Take life or friends away, But let me find them all again In that eternal day. 00 O Hope of the Resurrection, S, M. 1 A ND must this body die ; -£*- This mortal frame decay ? And must these active limbs of mine Lie mouldering in the clay ? 2 God, my Redeemer, lives, And often from the skies Looks down, and watches all my dust, Till he shall bid it rise. 3 Arrayed in glorious grace Shall these vile bodies shine ; 31 554 DEATH. And every shape and every face Look heavenly and divine. These lively hopes we owe To Jesus' dying love ; We would adore his grace below, And sing his power above. Dear Lord, accept the praise Of these our humble songs, Till tunes of nobler sound we raise With our immortal tongues. 554, Death of Pious Friends. C. M. 1 T^lTHY do we mourn departing friends, ▼ ▼ Or shake at death's alarms ? 'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends, To call them to his arms. 2 Are we not tending upward too, As fast as time can move ? Nor should we wish the hours more slow, To keep us from our love. 3 Why should we tremble to convey Their bodies to the tomb ? There the dear flesh of Jesus lay, And left a long perfume. 4 The graves of all the saints he bless'd, And softened every bed ; Where should the dying members rest, But with the dying Head ? 5 Thence he arose, ascended high, And showed our feet the way : Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly, At the great rising day. OF THE YOUNG. 555, 556 000 Rest and Resurrection. C. M. 1 rilHROUGH sorrow's night, and danger's -*- Amid the deepening gloom, [path, We, soldiers of an injured King, Are marching to the tomb. 2 There, when the turmoil is no more, And all our powers decay, Our cold remains in solitude Shall sleep the years away. 3 Our labors done, securely laid In this our last retreat, Unheeded, o'er our silent dust, The storms of life shall beat. 4 Yet not thus lifeless, thus inane, The vital spark shall lie ; For o'er life's wreck that spark shall rise To seek its kindred sky. 5 These ashes too, this little dust, Our Father's care shall keep, Till the last angel rise and break The long and dreary sleep. 6 Then love's soft dew o'er every eye Shall shed its mildest rays ; And the long silent dust shall burst With shouts of endless praise. 000 . Funeral of a Young Person. C. M. HEN blooming youth is snatched away By death's resistless hand, Our hearts the mournful tribute pay Which pity must demand. While pity prompts the rising sigh, Oh may this truth, impressed w 557, 5£ DEATH. With awful power — " I too must die"- Sink deep in every breast. Let this vain world engage no more ; Behold the gaping tomb ! It bids ns seize the present hour ; To-morrow death may come. The voice of this alarming scene May every heart obey ; Nor be the heavenly w r arning vain, Which calls to watch and pray. Oh let us fly — to Jesus fly — Whose powerful arm can save ; Then shall our hopes ascend on high, And triumph o'er the grave. 557 C. M. Death of a Child. THE once loved form, now cold and dead, Each mournful thought employs; And nature weeps her comforts fled, And withered all her joys. Hope looks beyond the bounds of time, When what we now deplore Shall rise .in full, immortal prime, And bloom to fade no more. Then cease, fond nature, cease thy tears ; Religion points on high ; There everlasting spring appears, And joys which cannot die. Death of a Minister. C. M. 558 1 IVrOW let our mourning hearts revive, ^ And all our tears be dry ; Why should those eyes be drowned in grief, Which view a Saviour nigh ? OF A MINISTER. 559 2 What though the arm of conquering death Does God's own house invade ? What though the prophet and the priest Be numbered with the dead? 3 Though earthly shepherds dwell in dust, The aged, and the young — The watchful eye in darkness closed, And mute th' instructive tongue ; — 4 Th' eternal Shepherd still survives, New comfort to impart ; His eye still guides us, and his voice Still animates our heart. 5 " Lo, I am with you," saith the Lord, " My church shall safe abide ; For I will ne'er forsake my own, Whose souls in me confide." i/ Death of an aged Minister. S. M. 1 " ^ERVANT of God, well done, ^ Rest from thy loved employ : The battle fought, the victory won, Enter thy Master's joy." 2 The voice at midnight came, He started up to hear ; A mortal arrow pierced his frame, He fell, but felt no fear. 3 Tranquil amidst alarms, It found him on the field, A veteran slumbering on his arms, Beneath his red-cross shield. 4 The pains of death are past, Labor and sorrow cease ; 31* 560, 561 DEATH. And, life's long warfare closed at last, His soul is found in peace. Soldier of Christ, well done ; Praise be thy new employ ; And while eternal ages run, Rest in thy Saviour's joy. Death of the Righteous. L. M. 560 1 TTOW bless'd the righteous when they J-l When holy souls retire to rest ! [die, How mildly beams the closing eye! How gently heaves th' expiring breast ! 2 So fades a summer cloud away ; So sinks the gale when storms are o'er ; So gently shuts the eye of day ; So dies a wave along the shore. 3 Farewell, conflicting hopes and fears, Where lights and shades alternate dwell; How bright th' unchanging morn appears ! Farewell, inconstant world, farewell. 4 Life's duty done, as sinks the clay, Light from its load the spirit flies ; While heaven and earth combine to say, 1 ' How bless'd the righteou s when he dies! ' ' The departing Saint. 561 1 TTAPPY soul, thy days are ended, -H All thy mourning days below : Go, by angel guards attended, To the sight of Jesus go. Waiting to receive thy spirit, Lo, the Saviour stands above ; Shows the purchase of his merit, Reaches out the crown of love. 8. 7. OF THE SAINTS. 562, 563 2 Struggle through thy latest passion To thy dear Redeemer's breast, To his uttermost salvation, To his everlasting rest. For the joy he sets before thee, Bear a momentary pain ; Die, to live the life of glory — Suffer, with thy Lord to reign. OK)/£ The departing Saint. 7s. 1 TRYING saint, to glory rise, •U Seek thy mansion in the skies ; Go to shine before his throne Who hath bought thee for his own ; Lo, he beckons from on high ; Fearless, to his presence fly : Thine the merit of his blood, Thine the righteousness of God. 2 Shudder not to pass the stream, Venture all thy care on him ; Him whose dying love and power Stilled its tossing, hushed its roar. Safe is the expanded wave, Gentle as a summer's eve ; Not one object of his care Ever suffered shipwreck there. O The dying Christian to his Soul. 1 T71TAL spark of heavenly flame, ▼ Quit, oh quit this mortal frame : Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying — Oh, the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. DEATH. Hark ! they whisper — angels say, " Sister spirit, come away :" What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath — Tell me, my soul — can this be death ? The world recedes — it disappears — Heaven opens on my eyes ! — my ears With sounds seraphic ring ! Lend, lend your wings ; I mount ! I fly ! O grave, w-here is thy victory ? O death, where is thy sting ? 564 Death of a Saint, 7s. 1 T O, the prisoner is released, -L^ Lightened of his fleshly load ; Where the weary are at rest, He is gathered unto God. Lo, the pain of life is past, All his warfare now is o'er ; Death and hell behind are cast, Grief and suffering are no more. 2 Yes, the Christian's course is run, Ended is the glorious strife : Fought the fight, the work is done, Death is swallowed up of life ! Borne aloft on angel-wings, Far from earth the spirit flies ; Finds his God, and sits and sings, Triumphing in Paradise. 3 Join we then, with one accord, In the new, the joyful song : Absent from our glorious Lord We shall not continue long : OF THE SAINTS. 565 We shall quit the house of clay, We a better lot shall share ; We shall see the realms of day, Meet our happy brother there. 565 Funeral Hymn. 12. 11. 1 FT1H0U art gone to the grave, but we will -■- not deplore thee, Though sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb ; The Saviour has passed through its portals before thee, And the lamp of his love is thy guide through the gloom. 2 Thou art gone to the grave ; we no longer behold thee, Nor tread the rough paths of the world by thy side ; But the wide arms of mercy are spread to enfold thee ; And sinners may hope, since the Sinless has died. 3 Thou art gone to the grave, and its man- sion forsaking, Perchance thy weak spirit in doubt lin- gered long ; But the sunshine of heaven beamed bright on thy waking, And full on thine ear burst the seraphim's song. 4 Thou art gone to the grave, but we will not deplore thee, Since God was thy ransom, thy guardian, thy guide; 566, 567 DEATH. He gave thee, he took thee, and he will re- store thee ; And death has no sting, since the Sav- iour has died. ODD Funeral Hymn. C. M. 1 T7TTHILE to the grave our friends are * * Around their cold remains [borne, How all the tender passions mourn, And each fond heart complains. 9 2 But down to earth, alas, in vain We bend our weeping eyes ; Ah, let us leave these seats of pain, And upward learn to rise. 3 Jesus, who left his bless'd abode, (Amazing grace !) to die, Marked, when he rose, the shining road To his bright courts on high. 4 To those bright courts when hope ascends, The tears forget to flow ; Hope views our absent happy friends, And calms the swelling wo. 5 Then let our hearts repine no more That earthly comfort dies ; But lasting happiness explore, And ask it from the skies. 00/ The Tomb and the Resurrection. L. M. 1 TTNVAIL thy bosom, faithful tomb, ^ Take this new treasure to thy trust, And give these sacred relics room To seek a slumber in the dust. 2 Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear Invade thy bounds ; no mortal woes OF THE SAINTS. 568 Can reach the peaceful sleeper here, While angels watch the soft repose. 3 So Jesus slept — God's dying Son Passed through the grave, and blessed the bed : Rest here, bless'd saint, till from his throne The morning break and pierce the shade. 4 Break from his throne, illustrious morn; Attend, O earth, his sovereign word ; Restore thy trust — a glorious form Called to ascend and meet the Lord. 568 "To die is gain:' 8s. 1 "DEJOICE for a brother deceased; ■T^ Our loss is his infinite gain; A soul out of prison released, And freed from its bodily chain ; With songs let us follow his flight, And mount with his spirit above ; Escaped to the mansions of light, And lodged in the Eden of love. 2 Our brother the haven has gained, Outflying the tempest and wind; His rest he has sooner obtained, And left his companions behind, Still tossed on a sea of distress, Hard toiling to make the bless'd shore, Where all is assurance and peace, And sorrow and sin are no more. 3 There all the ship's company meet, Who sailed with the Saviour beneath ; With shouting each other they greet, And triumph o'er trouble and death : 569 THE JUDGMENT. The voyage of life's at an end, The mortal affliction is past : The age that in heaven they spend, For ever and ever shall last. THE JUDGMENT. 00 9 The Judgment. — Mai. iii. 2. S. M. 1 A ND will the Judge descend? -^- And must the dead arise, And not a single soul escape His all-discerning eyes? 2 How will my heart endure The terrors of that day, When earth and heaven, before his face, Astonished, shrink away ? 3 But, ere that trumpet shakes The mansions of the dead, Hark ! from the gospel's cheering sound What joyful tidings spread ! 4 Ye sinners, seek his grace, Whose wrath ye cannot bear ; Fly to the shelter of his cross, And find salvation there. 5 So shall that curse remove, By which the Saviour bled ; And the last awful day shall pour His blessings on your head. THE JUDGMENT. 570, 571 D i \J The Sinner warned, 8. 7. 4. 1 \\7HEN th' eternal Judge, descending, " * Shall enthroned in glory come, Sinner, at his bar attending, Thou wilt hear thy awful doom : Speechless, hopeless, Thou wilt hear thy awful doom. 2 O'er thy folly then lamenting, Filled with dread of future pain, Cries of bitter anguish venting, Thou wilt mourn and weep in vain ; Called to judgment, Thou wilt mourn and weep in vain. 3 There will sit thy slighted Saviour, With the marks of dying love; Oh that thou would'st seek his favor, While invited from above : Golden moments — While invited from above. 4 Swift thy days of grace are fleeting, Canst thou linger and delay ? Lo ! the hours, their calls repeating, Hasten on the judgment-day; Hours of mercy Hasten on the judgment-day. Oil The Judgment anticipated. C. M. 1 TTS^HEN, rising from the bed of death, * * O'er whelmed with guilt and fear, I see my Maker face to face, Oh, how shall I appear ? 2 If now, while pardon may be found, And mercy may be sought, 32 572, 573 THE )GMENT. My heart with inward horror shrinks, And trembles at the thought, — When thou, Lord, shalt stand disclosed In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, Oh, how shall I appear? " Watch and pray." S. M. 572 1 rilHOU Judge of quick and dead, -*■ Before whose bar severe, With holy joy or guilty dread, We all shall soon appear ; 2 Our cautioned souls prepare For that tremendous day, And fill us now with watchful care, And stir us up to pray. 3 Oh may we all be found Obedient to thy w T ord, Attentive to the trumpet's sound, And looking for our Lord. 4 Oh may we all ensure A lot among the bless'd ; And watch a moment to secure An everlasting rest. DiO The Day of Judgment. 8. 7. 4. 1 1T|AY of judgment — day of wonders ! *-** Hark, the trumpet's awful sound, Louder than a thousand thunders, Shakes the vast creation round ! How the summons Will the sinner's heart confound ! 2 See the Judge, our nature w r earing, Clothed in majesty divine ! THE JUDGMENT. 574 You who long for his appearing, Then shall say, " This God is mine;" Gracious Saviour, Own me in that day for thine. 3 At his call, the dead awaken, Rise to life from earth and sea ; All the powers of nature, shaken By his looks, prepare to flee : Careless sinner, What will then become of thee ? 4 But to those who have confessed, Loved, and served the Lord below, He will say, " Come near, ye blessed, See the kingdom I bestow : You for ever Shall my love and glory know." 0/4 The Day of Judgment. CM. 1 FT1H AT awful day will surely come ; -*- Th' appointed hour makes haste, When I must stand before my Judge, And pass the solemn test. 2 Thou lovely chief of all my joys, Thou sovereign of my heart, How could I bear to hear thy voice Pronounce the sound — depart ! 3 Oh, wretched state of deep despair — To see my God remove, And fix my doleful station where I must not taste his love ! 4 Oh tell me that my worthless name Is graven on thy hands ; Show me some promise in thy book, Where my salvation stands. THE ETERNAL STATE. OiD The Sleep of the Grave. 9. 8. 1 f\N man's last sleep, in rending thunder, ^^ The last loud judgment-trump will break ; The sinner, in despair and wonder, From out his silent death-dreams wake ; His deep grave gaping near the stone That signal-sound hath overthrown. 2 With fear and wild amazement smitten, His eyes to heaven for mercy roll ; But read, in flaming letters written, The sentence of his ruined soul : In vain he seeks a frightful death, Within the lightning's blasting breath. 3 O Saviour, when that fearful morning Reveals thee on the quick- winged cloud, The last loud trump, with signal warning, Breaking the slumber of my shroud, And earth and sea have passed away — Be thou my trembling spirit's stay. THE ETERNAL STATE. 576 Rest in Heaven. C. M. Peculiar. THERE is an hour of peaceful rest To mourning wanderers given ; There is a joy for souls distressed, A balm for every wounded breast — 'Tis found above, in heaven. HEAVENLY REST. 577 2 There is a home for weary souls, By sin and sorrow driven ; When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals, Where storms arise, and ocean rolls, And all is drear — 'tis heaven. 3 There faith lifts up her cheerful eye, The heart no longer riven, And views the tempest passing by, Sees evening shadows quickly fly, And all serene in heaven. 4 There fragrant flowers immortal bloom, And joys supreme are given ; There rays divine disperse the gloom — Beyond the confines of the tomb Appears the dawn of heaven. Oil Heaven anticipated. C. M. 1 fYUR sins and sorrows, how they rise ! ^J How loud the tempests roar ! But death shall land our weary souls Safe on the heavenly shore. 2 There to fulfill his high commands Our speedy feet shall move; No sin shall clog our active zeal, Or cool our burning love. 3 There shall we sit, and sing, and tell The wonders of his grace, Till heavenly raptures fire our hearts, And smile in every face. 4 For ever his dear, sacred name Shall dwell upon our tongue ; And Jesus and salvation be The close of every song. 32* 578, 579 THE ETERNAL STATE. / O Heavenly Rest. S. M. 1 A ND is there, Lord, a rest -£*- For weary souls designed, Where not a care shall stir the breast, Or sorrow entrance find ? 2 Is there a blissful home, Where kindred minds shall meet, And live and love, nor ever roam From that serene retreat? 3 Are there bright happy fields, Where nought that blooms shall die ; Where each new scene fresh pleasure And healthful breezes sigh ? [yields, 4 Are there celestial streams Where living waters glide, With murmurs sweet as angel dreams, And flowery banks beside ? 5 For ever blessed they, Whose joyful feet shall stand, While endless ages waste away, Amid that glorious land. 6 My soul would thither tend, While toilsome years are given ; Then let me, gracious God, ascend To sweet repose in heaven. 579 " They that sow in Tears," <$c C. M. 1 rpHERE is an hour of hallowed peace J- For those with cares distressed, When sighs and sorrowing tears shall And all be hushed to rest. [cease, 'Tis then the soul is freed from fears And doubts which here annoy ; HEAVENLY REST. 580 And they who oft have sown in tears, Shall reap again with joy. There is a home of sweet repose, Where storms assail no more ; The stream of endless pleasure flows On that celestial shore. There smiling peace with love appears, And bliss without alloy ; There they who once have sown in tears, Now reap eternal joy. When the revealing hour is near Which shall unvail the tomb, When, filled with doubt and trembling fear, We pass the valley's gloom, Wilt thou, bless'd Jesus, calm these fears; Let praise our lips employ; That we who here have sown in tears, May reap in heaven with joy. 580 Life and Death eternal, S. M. 1 /^H, where shall rest be found, ^^ Rest for the weary soul ? Twere vain the ocean-depths to sound, Or pierce to either pole. 2 The world can never give The bliss for which we sigh ; 'Tis not the whole of life to live, Nor all of death to die. 3 Beyond this vale of tears, There is a life above, Unmeasured by the flight of years — And all that life is love. 4 There is a death whose pang Outlasts the fleeting; breath : 581, 582 THE ETERNAL STATE. Oh, what eternal horrors hang Around the second death. 5 Lord God of truth and grace, Teach us that death to shun ; Lest we be banished from thy face, And evermore undone. 581 The Mourner comforted. C. M. 1 (~\K weep not for the joys that fade ^J Like evening lights away, For hopes that, like the stars decayed, Have left thy mortal day ; The clouds of sorrow will depart, And brilliant skies be given ; For bliss awaits the holy heart, Amid the bowers of heaven. 2 Oh weep not for the friends that pass Into the lonely grave, As breezes sweep the withered grass Along the restless wave ; For though thy pleasures may depart, And mournful days be given, Yet bliss awaits the holy heart, When friends rejoin in heaven. 582 The Saints in glory. 7s. 1 TTIGH in yonder realms of light, -"- Dwell the raptured saints above ; Far beyond our feeble sight, Happy in Immanuel's love : Once they knew, like us below, Pilgrims in this vale of tears, Torturing pain, and heavy wo, Gloomy doubts, distressing fears. HEAVENLY JOY. 583 Oft the big unbidden tear, Stealing down the furrowed cheek, Told, in eloquence sincere, Tales of wo they could not speak. But these days of w 7 eeping o'er, Pass'd this scene of toil and pain, They shall feel distress no more — Never, never weep again. 'Mid the chorus of the skies, 'Mid th' angelic lyres above, Hark ! their songs melodious rise, Songs of praise to Jesus' love ! Happy spirits, ye are fled Where no grief can entrance find; Lulled to rest the aching head, Soothed the anguish of the mind. All is tranquil and serene, Calm and undisturbed repose ; There no cloud can intervene, There no angry tempest blows ; Every tear is wiped away, Sighs no more shall heave the breast, Night is lost in endless day, Sorrow — in eternal rest. 583 The Vision of Christ. C. M. 1 T^ROM thee, my God, my joys shall rise, -*- And run eternal rounds, Beyond the limits of the skies, And all created bounds. 2 The holy triumphs of my soul Shall death itself outbrave, Leave dull mortality behind, And fly beyond the grave. THE ETERNAL STATE. There, where my blessed Jesus reigns, In heaven's unmeasured space, I'll spend a long eternity In pleasure, and in praise. Millions of years my wondering eyes Shall o'er thy beauties rove ; And endless ages I'll adore The glories of thy love. 584 Happiness of Heaven. 1 /^H, when shall we sweetly remove, ^-^ And enter our heavenly rest ; Return to the Zion above, And join in the songs of the bless'd ? Oh, when shall we dwell with our King, Where sorrow and pain are no more, Where saints our Immanuel sing, And cherub and seraph adore. 2 Our Saviour, thou knowest our prayer; We long thy appearing to see ; Resigned to the burden we bear, But hoping to triumph with thee : To mourn for thy coming is sweet, To weep at thy longer delay ; But thou whom we hasten to meet, Wilt chase all our sorrows away. 000 Heavenly Love. S. M. 1 T O VE fills all heaven with light ; A-^ Love tunes the lyres above ; Angels and saints their songs unite, And every voice is love. 2 That holy, happy throng In sweet accordance move ; HEAVENLY JOY. 586, 5S7 Jesus their everlasting song, And every accent love. 3 Soon will the church below Unite with that above ; The Saviour's blissful presence know, And sing redeeming love. Dot) Happiness of Heaven. 8s. 1 TTS/^E speak of the realms of the bless'd, * * That country so bright and so fair ; And oft are its glories confess'd, But what must it be to be there ! 2 We speak of its freedom from sin, From sorrow, temptation, and care, From trials without and within — But what must it be to be there ! 3 We speak of its service of love, The robes which the glorified wear, The church of the first-born above — But what must it be to be there ! 4 Do thou, Lord, 'midst pleasure or wo, For heaven my spirit prepare ; And shortly I also shall know And feel what it is to be there. Oo/ The everlasting Song. C. M. 1 T71 ARTH has engrossed my love too long; -*-^ 'Tis time I lift my eyes Upward, dear Father, to thy throne, And to my native skies. 2 There the bless'd Man, my Saviour, sits ; The God ! how bright he shines ! And scatters infinite delights On all the happy minds. 588 THE ETERNAL STATE. 3 Seraphs, with elevated strains, Circle the throne around ; And move and charm the starry plains With an immortal sound. 4 Jesus, the Lord, their harps employs; Jesus, thy love they sing ; Jesus, the life of all our joys, Sounds sweet from every string. 5 Now let me mount and join their song, And be an angel too ; My heart, my hand, my ear, my tongue — Here's joyful work for you. 6 I would begin the music here, And so my soul should rise : Oh for some heavenly notes to bear My passions to the skies ! 7 There ye that love my Saviour sit, There I would fain have place, Among your thrones, or at your feet, So I might see his face. 000 The Saints in Heaven. 7. 6. 1 nnO their Lord believers go, A When from the flesh they fly ; Glorious joys ordained to know, They mount above the sky ; In that bright celestial place, They without a vail shall see Their Redeemer's heavenly face, And with him ever be. 2 When they once have entered there, Their mourning days are o'er ; Sin and pain and want and care And sighing are no more : HEAVENLY JOY. 589 Subject then to no decay, Heavenly bodies they put on, Swifter than the lightning's ray, And brighter than the sun. 3 While eternal ages roll, Their anthems they shall raise ; God the portion of the soul, And its employment praise : Upward, Lord, our souls w x ould rise, We would join that happy throng ; Swell the chorus of the skies, And praise in endless song. 0O«y Friendship in Heaven. 6. 8. 1 T71RIEND after friend departs : -F Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end : Were this frail w^orld our final rest, Living or dying, none w r ere bless'd. 2 Beyond the flight of time, Beyond the reign of death, There surely is some blessed clime Where life is not a breath, Nor life's affections transient fire, Whose sparks fly upwards and expire. 3 There is a w^orld above, Where parting is unknown ; A long eternity of love, Formed for the good alone ; And faith beholds the dying here, Translated to that glorious sphere. 4 Thus star by star declines, Till all are passed away : 33 590, 591 THE ETERNAL STATE. As morning high and higher shines, To pure and perfect day : Nor sink those stars in empty night, But hide themselves in heaven's own light. 590 The Christian's Hope. L. M. 1 Ty¥7H AT sinners value, I resign ; * * Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine : I shall behold thy blissful face, And stand complete in righteousness. 2 This life's a dream, an empty show ; But the bright world to which I go Hath joys substantial and sincere ; When shall I wake and find me there ? 3 Oh, glorious hour ! Oh, bless'd abode ! I shall be near and like my God ; And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of the soul. 4 My flesh shall slumber in the ground Till the last trumpet's joyful sound ; Then burst the chains with sweet surprise, And in my Saviour's image rise. Oyi The Heavenly Jerusalem. C. M. 1 JERUSALEM, my happy home— ** Name ever dear to me, When shall my labors have an end, In joy and peace, in thee. 2 Oh when, thou city of my God, Shall I thy courts ascend, Where congregations ne'er break up, And Sabbaths have no end ? 3 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom, Nor sin nor sorrow know : HEAVENLY GLORY. 592 Bless'd seats, through rude and stormy I onward press to you. [scenes, 4 Why should I shrink at pain and wo, Or feel, at death, dismay ? I've Canaan's goodly land in view, And realms of endless day. 5 Apostles, martyrs, prophets there Around my Saviour stand ; And soon my friends in Christ below Will join the glorious band. 6 Jerusalem, my happy home — My soul still pants for thee ; Then shall my labors have an end, When I thy joys shall see. OfJ/O Heavenly Glory. 7. 6. Iambic. 1 mHERE is a holy city, -*- A happy world above, Beyond the starry regions, Built by the God of love : An everlasting temple ; And saints, arrayed in white, There serve their great Redeemer, And dwell with him in light. 2 The meanest child of glory Outshines the radiant sun; But who can speak the splendor Of Jesus on the throne? There now he sits exalted, Who hung upon the tree ; The elders fall before him, The angels bend the knee. 3 Is this the man of sorrows, Who stood at Pilate's bar, 593 THE ETERNAL STATE. Condemned by haughty Herod, And by Kis men of war? Lo ! now the mighty conqueror Who spoiled the powers below, And ransomed many captives From everlasting wo. 4 The hosts of saints around him Redeeming grace adore ; Recount their toils and conflicts, And tell their sufferings o'er; Then turn and bow to Jesus, Who brought them on their way, From earthly tribulation To everlasting day. Oc/O The Heavenly Canaan. C. M. 1 rpHERE is a land of pure delight, ■*■ Where saints immortal reign ; Where endless day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. 2 There everlasting spring abides, And never-withering flowers : Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heavenly land from ours. 3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood Stand dressed in living green ; So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan rolled between. 4 But timorous mortals start and shrink To cross this narrow sea; And linger shivering on the brink, And fear to launch away. 5 Oh, could we make our doubts remove, Those gloomy doubts that rise, HEAVENLY GLORY. 594 And see the Canaan that we love, With unbeclouded eyes ; 6 Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the landscape o'er ; Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood, Should fright us from the shore. 594 "We shall see him as he is." C. M. 1 "T1ATHER, I long, I faint to see -F The place of thine abode ; I'd leave the earthly courts, and flee Up to thy seat, my God. 2 Here I behold thy distant face, And 'tis a pleasant sight; But to abide in thine embrace Is infinite delight. 3 I'd part with all the joys of sense, To gaze upon thy throne ; Pleasure springs fresh for ever thence, Unspeakable, unknown. 4 There all the heavenly hosts are seen ; In shining ranks they move ; And drink immortal vigor in, With wonder and with love. 5 Then at thy feet, with awful fear, Th' adoring armies fall ; With joy they shrink to nothing there, Before th' eternal All. 6 The more thy glories strike my eyes, The humbler I shall lie ; Thus, while I sink, my joys shall rise Immeasurably high. 33* 595 THE LORD'S PRAYEI 595 THE LORD S PRAYER. S. M. 1 i^UR heavenly Father, hear ^^ The prayer we offer now : Thy name be hallowed, far and near, To thee all nations bow. 2 Thy kingdom come ; thy will On earth be done in love, As saints and seraphim fulfill Thy perfect law above. 3 Our daily bread supply, While by thy word we live ; The guilt of our iniquity Forgive, as we forgive. 4 From dark temptation's power, From Satan's wiles defend ; Deliver in the evil hour, And guide us to the end. 5 Thine, then, for ever be Glory and power divine ; The sceptre, throne, and majesty Of heaven and earth are thine. 6 Thus humbly taught to pray, By thy beloved Son, Through him we come to thee, and say- All for his sake be done. DOXOLOGIES. 596 DOXOLOGIES. Ot/U Invocation of the Trinity. 6. 4. 1 riOME, thou Almighty King, ^-^ Help us thy name to sing, Help us to praise : Father all glorious, O'er all victorious, Come, and reign over us, Ancient of days. 2 Jesus, our Lord, arise, Scatter our enemies, And make them fall ; Let thine almighty aid Our sure defence be made ; Our souls on thee be stayed — Lord, hear our call. 3 Come, thou incarnate Word, Gird on thy mighty sword ; Our prayer attend : Come, and thy people bless, And give thy word success ; Spirit of holiness, On us descend. 4 Come, holy Comforter, Thy sacred witness bear, In this glad hour ; Thou who almighty art, Now rule in every heart, And ne'er from us depart, Spirit of power. 597 DOXOLOGIES. 5 To the great One in Three, The highest praises be, Hence evermore : His sovereign majesty- May we in glory see, And to eternity Love and adore. 597 Praise to the Trinity. H. M. WE give immortal praise To God the Father's love, For all our comforts here, And better hopes above : He sent his own eternal Son To die for sins that man had done. To God the Son belongs Immortal glory too, Who saved us by his blood From everlasting wo ; And now he lives, and now he reigns, And sees the fruit of all his pains. To God the Holy Ghost Immortal praise we give ; Whose new-creating power Makes the dead sinner live ; His work completes the great design, And fills the soul with joy divine. Almighty God, to thee Be endless honors done ; The undivided Three And the mysterious One ; Where reason fails, with all her powers, There faith prevails, and love adores. DOXOLOGIES. 598 — 600 05yO Praise to the Trinity. 7s. 1 TTOLY, holy, holy Lord, -"- God, the Father and the Word, God the Comforter, receive Blessing more than we can give ; Joining those beyond the sky, Who adore the Lord most h gh, We our hearts and voices raise, Echoing thine eternal praise. 2 Happy they who never rest, With thy heavenly presence bless'd ; They the heights of glory see, Sound the depths of Deity. Fain with them our souls would vie ; Sink as low, and mount as high; Fall o'erwhelmed with love, or soar ; > Shout, or silently adore. 599 " Our God for ever and ever" 1 nnHIS God is the God we adore, J- Our faithful, unchangeable Friend, Whose love is as large as his power, And neither knows measure nor end. 2 'Tis Jesus, the First and the Last, Whose Spirit shall guide us safe home ; We'll praise him for all that is past, And trust him for all that's to come. 600 Praise to the Trinity. S. M. 1 TET God the Father live J-^ For ever on our tongues : Sinners from his first love derive The ground of all their songs. DOXOLOGIES. Ye saints, employ your breath In honor of the Son, Who bought your souls from hell and death, By offering up his own. Give to the Spirit praise Of an immortal strain, Whose light and power and grace conveys Salvation down to men. To the great One in Three, That seals the grace in heaven, The Father, Son, and Spirit, be Eternal glory given. 601 L. M. TO God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, Be honor, praise, and glory given, By all on earth, and all in heaven. 602 L. M. PRAISE God, from whom all blessings flow; Praise him, all creatures here below; Praise him above, ye heavenly host, Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 603 C. M. LET God, the Father, and the Son, And Spirit be adored, Where there are works to make him known, Or saints to love the Lord. DOXOLOGIES. 604 — 607 604 c. m. 1 JTIHE God of mercy be adored, -*- Who calls our souls from death : Who saves by his redeeming word, And new-creating breath. 2 To praise the Father and the Son And Spirit, all divine, The One in Three, and Three in One, Let saints and angels join. 605 S. M. YE angels round the throne, And saints who dwell below, Worship the Father, praise the Son, And bless the Spirit too. 606 H. M. TO God the Father's throne Perpetual honors raise ; Glory to God the Son, To God the Spirit praise : With all our powers, eternal King, Thy name we sing, while faith adores. 607 C. P. M. TO Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Be praise amid the heavenly host, And in the church below ; From whom all creatures draw their breath, By whom redemption bless'd the earth, From whom all comforts flow. DOXOLOGIES. 7s. 608—611 608 SING we to our God above, Praise eternal as his love : Praise him all ye heavenly host, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 609 7s. 6 lines. FATHER, Son, and Holy Ghost, One in Three, and Three in One, As by the celestial host, Let thy will on earth be done : Praise by all to thee be given, Glorious Lord of earth and heaven. 610 7s. Double. FATHER, Son, and Holy Ghost, One in Three, and Three in One, As by the celestial host, Let thy will on earth be done ; Sing we to our God above Praise eternal as his love ; Praise by all to thee be given, Glorious Lord of earth and heaven. 611 7. 6. FATHER, God, thy love we praise, Which gave thy Son to die ; Jesus, full of truth and grace, Alike we glorify : Spirit, Comforter divine, Praise by all to thee be given, Till we in full chorus join, And earth is changed to heaven. DOXOLOGIES. 612 615 612 8. 7. 1 1VTAY the grace of Christ our Saviour, -L'j- And the Father's boundless love, With the Holy Spirit's favor, Rest upon us from above. 2 Thus may we abide in union With each other and the Lord, And possess, in sweet communion, Joys which earth cannot afford. 613 7. 4. GLORY be to God the Father, Glory to th' eternal Son ; Sound aloud the Spirit's praises; Join the elders round the throne ; Hallelujah, Hail the glorious Three in One. 614 6. 4. TO the great One in Three The highest praises be, Hence evermore ; His sovereign majesty May we in glory see, And to eternity Love and adore. 615 5.6. BY angels in heaven Of every degree, And saints upon earth, All praise be addressed 34 616 618 DOXOLOGIES. To God in Three persons, One God ever bless'd : As it has been, and now is, And always shall be. 616 us. O FATHER Almighty, to thee be ad- dressed, With Christ and the Spirit, one God ever bless'd, All glory and worship from earth and from heaven, As w r as, and is now, and shall ever be given. 617 i2s. ALL glory and praise to the Father be given, The Son and the Spirit, from earth and from heaven ; As was, and is now, be supreme adoration, And ever shall be to the God of salvation. 618 7. 6. Iambic. FROM all in earth and heaven, To God, the Three in One, Be boundless glory given, And ceaseless service done ; Co-equal praise to Father, To Son, to Spirit be ; One God they reign together, One Holy Trinity. TABLE OF METRES. CM Common Metre. L. M Long Metre. S. M Short Metre. H. M Halle] ujah Metre. C. P. M Common Particular Metre. 5. 6 like " Though troubles assail." 6. 4 " " Come, thou almighty King." 6. 5 H . « When shall we meet again ]" 7s " " Children of the Heavenly King." 7. 6 " " Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings." 7. 6. (Iambic,) " " From Greenland's icy mountains." 8s " " My gracious Redeemer I love." 8. 7 " " Come, thou fount of every blessing." 8. 7. 4. . . . " " Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing." lis. (Anapestic,) " "How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord." lis. (Dactylic,) " " Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sad- ness." 11. 8. . . . " " O Thou in whose presence my soul," &c. 12s " "The voice of free grace cries, escape," &c. Note. — Metres of which there are but single specimens in the book, are not inserted in the above table. 399 CLASSIFICATION OF SUBJECTS. Worship, 1—47 Invocation, . . Public, . 1—13 Praise, 14—19 Private, . 20—37 Family, 38-^0 Dismission, 41—47 The Scriptures, 48—52 God, . . . 53—72 Providence and Sovereignty, 53—60 Trust in Him, . 61—63 Praise, 64—72 Christ, . 73-140 Advent, 73—75 Miracles, 76—77 Atonement, . 78—89 Condescension, . 90—95 Resurrection and Ascension, . 96—98 Glorification, 99 Intercession, . 100—101 Compassion, 102—106 Power to Save, 107—119 Praise, . 120—140 The Holy Spirit, 141_162 Invocation, 141—143 Regeneration, 144—146 Sanctification, . 147—159 Grieved, 160—162 The Gospel, 163—221 Invitations, . , 163—1-2 Warnings, 183—197 Blessings, . 198—203 Glory, . 204—216 Preaching, . . 217—221 The Sinner Awakened, 222—230 The Suppliant, . . 231—249 Confession, 231—2:35 Penitence, 236—243 Mercy Implored, 244—249 Christian Experience, , 250—340 Believing, 250—262 400 CLASSIFICATION OF SUBJECTS. 401 Self-Dedication, . 263—268 Renouncing the World, . Love, . 275—281 Resignation, 282—289 Trust, . 290—306 Gratitude, 307—311 Declension, . . 312—316 Darkness, 317—321 Repentance, . 322—328 Self-Examination, 329—333 Longing for Heaven, . 334—340 Prayer, 341—354 Access to God, . 341—343 In affliction, 344—346 Benefits, . 347—352 Daily, . 353—354 Christian Life, . 355—407 Activity, 35-5—359 Benevolence, . 360—362 Faithfulness, 363—371 Sell-Denial, . 372 Reliance on God, 373— 383 Watchfulness, . 384-388 Pilgrimage, 389—396 Conflict, . 400—402 Fellowship, 403—407 Revival, . 405— 415 Kingdom of Christ, 416—470 The Church, . 416—423 Triumph, 424—437 Spread of the Gospel, . 438—445 The Heathen, . 449—456 The Jews, . 457 — iao Missions, 461—470 The Sabbath, . 471—4-3 Saturday Evening, 471—472 Welcomed, . 473—477 The Sanctuary, . 478—480 Evening, . 481— 4-2 Of Heaven, 453 Special Occasions, . 484-324 New Year, 484-489 Dedication, . . 490—493 Ordination and Installation, 494—499 The Lord's Supper, . 500—505 Baptism, 506—509 Public Fast, 510 Prayer for Rain, 511 Tract Distribution, . - . 512 Providential Deliverance, 513 Temperance Meeting, 34* 402 CLASSIFICATION OF SUBJECTS. Maternal Prayer Meeting, 515 Marriage, 516 At Sea, 517—518 Old Age, . 519 The Seasons, 520—522 National Thanksgiving, 523 Drought, 524 Childhood and Youth, . 525—536 Early Piety, 525—528 Praise, . 529—533 Sabbath School, . 534—536 Death, . 537—568 Contemplated, 537—544 Support, . 545—551 Triumph, 552 — 553 Of Pious Friends, . 554 Resurrection, 555 Of the Young, . 556—557 Of a Minister, . 558—559 Of the Saints, . 560—568 The Judgment, 569—575 The Eternal State, . 576—595 Heavenly Rest, . 576—581 Heavenly Joy, . 582—591 Heavenly Glory, 592—594 The Lord's Prayer, 595 Doxologies, 596—618 INDEX OF SUBJECTS. ABBA, Father, 70, 263, 350, 364. Absence of God from his church, 408. from the soul, 62, 318. Accepted time, 166, 190, 192. Access to God, 140, 251, 341— 343,352. Activity, Christian, 359. See Christian. Adoption, 69, 70, 138, 364. Affliction, a blessing, 379. hope in, 377, 545, 546, 579. pleading under, 314, 344. submission, 282. trust, 306, 373, 374, 378, 392. Africa, 438, 450. Alarm, 162, 184, 227. Ambition, holy, 270. Angels, guardian, 32, 545. praising the Saviour, 74, 96, 133, 340, 445. Ark, 203. Ascension, 96 — 98. Ashamed of Christ, not, 126, 294, 358. Assembling for worship, 1 — 5. Assurance, 291. of pardon, 158. Atonement, 78—92, 107, 109, 120, 212. See Christ. Autumn, 522. Awakened sinner, 164, 222 — 230, 412. BACKSLIDER in darkness, 62, 159, 313, 314, 318— 321, 383. invited, 175. penitent, 312, 315, 322—327. Baptism of children, 506 — 509. adults. See Church, join- ing the. Believer strong in Christ, 111, 125, 261, 263, 291, 293, 299, 335, 356, 392. See Saints. Believing in Christ, 83, 199, 250—262. joy in, 382. Benevolence, 311, 361. of Jesus, 360. Bethesda, 493. Blood of Christ, 83, 85, 107, 114, 120, 207, 208, 212. Bondage of sin, 199, 226, 234, 254, 325. Broad road, 185, 372. CALVARY, 79, 86, 114, 207, 500. Canaan, 591, 593. Change of heart, 144 — 146, 250. Charity, 361. Chastening, 379. Children dedicated to God, 506, 509, 515. fearing God, 526 — 528. included in the covenant, 507. instructed, 534 — 536. praising God, 530, 533. the Saviour blessing, 506. Choosing the good part, 272 — 274, 365. Christ, advent, 73—75, 429. advocate, 100—103. all-sufficiency, 51, 83, 112, 139, 164. anointed, 429. 403 INDEX OF SUBJECTS. ascension, 96 — 98. atonement, 78—92, 107, 109, 120, 212. blood of, (see Blood.) calls the sinner, 165, 167, 174. church dear to, 381, 423. coming to judgment, 569 — 575. compassion, 77, 92, 103, 104, 362. condescension, 90 — 95, 129, 232. a conqueror, 172, 428, 430, 433. consolation in, 89, 131, 200, 279, 297, 545. covenant with, 265, 267. on the cross, 78, 82, 212, 502. crowned, 132. a defender, 294, 378, 397. divinity, 76. dominion, 425, 435. equal with the Father, 596 — 600. exalted, 76, 99, 278, 424, 433. example, 81, 105, 361, 369. excellence, 93, 113, 120, 131, 279, 321. faithfulness, 294, 299, 378, fleeing to, 231—249, 257, 261, 279, 401. following, 254. forsaking all for, 263, 363, 380. fountain, 112, 199, 208. friend, 124, 172, 262, 363. glorified, 96—99, 275, 430, 592. glorying in, 130, 275. guide, 380, 398. head of the church, 410. seen in heaven, 587, 592. humiliation, 75. incarnation, 74, 140. intercession, 99—103, 299. joy in, 16, 93, 100, 108, 111, 119, 123, 130, 202, 252, 267, 279, 280. the judge, 569. a king, 99, 132, 134, 278, 424—428, 446. kingdom of, 416 — 447. life on earth, 360, 369. love to his people, 102 — 106, 294, 418, 420. love to sinners, 90 — 95, 109, 124, 127, 128, 136, 232, 500, 505. mediator, 99, 136, 348. meekness, 368. miracles, 76, 77, 360. offices, 73, 117, 122. physician, 115, 118, 245. praise to, 7, 8, 15, 18, 91, 96, 99, 108, 120—140, 200, 272, 278, 280, 427, 532. precious, 112, 121, 125, 139. priest, 102, 103, 106. ransom, 120, 239. refuge, 89, 103, 112, 258, 261, 291—306, 352, 363, 373 r eign,'424— 430, 433, 437. rejected, 99, 592. remembrance of, 500, 503. resurrection, 96—98. righteousness. 87, 111, 253, 258, 260. rock of ages, 107, 291, 298. sacrifice, 80, 85, 90, 101. salvation by, 88, 92, 111, 117, 202, 208. support from, 279, 335, 377. Son of David, 171, 429. strength from, 103, 116, 293, 296, 349, 377. sufferings, 80, 110, 239, 500, 502. surety, 106. titles, 122. in the tomb, 97, 554. triumph, 98, 424—430. trust in. See Trust. the way, 117, 254, 348. weeping, 104. worthy of honor, 15, 133, 340, 425, 429. Christian character, 81. INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 405 courage, 263, 293, 294, 335, 355—356, duty, 311, 360, 384, 451. dvinor, 560 — 568. effort, 217, 359, 431, 512. faithfulness, 217, 312, 339, 356, 365—371. fellowship, 16, 45, 403—407. life, 370. pilsrrimasre, 292, 339, 371, 389—399. race, 387. warfare, 103, 339, 355, 381, 3-6. 392. Church afflicted, 422, 423. birth-place of souls, 491. built on Christ, 418. dear to Christ. 381, 423. dear to the believer, 416. 417. defended by divine power, 417, 420. glory of 417, 419. joining the, 265, 268, 407. prosperity, 409, 410, 434. triumph, 421, 426,467. City, the heavenly, 395. Coldness, lamented, 141, 408, 47a Comfort, praver for, 157, 159. 321. Comforter, the, 158, 277, 596. Communion with Christ, 343, 352. 545. with God, 20—23, 290, 346, 366. with saints. 399, 403. Compassion, 362. Condemnation, state of, 229. Conference, Christian, 13. Confession, 228, 232 — 2:3-5, 240, 314, 344. Confidence in God, do, 376. ^See Trust. Conflict, spiritual, 356, 357, 392, 396, 400—402. Conscience, awakened, 223, 296. peace of, 150, 198, 320. Consolation in Christ, 89, 131, 200, 279, 297, 545. in God, 290, 298, 337, 345, 374. in the Scriptures, 48. in sickness, 545. Contrite heart, 236—242, 314, 322, 331. Conversion, joy occasioned by, 411, 415. work of God, 225, 250, 251, 408. of the world, 432, 435, 438 —460. Convert, joy of, 250—262, 412. self-consecration of, 264 — 268. Conviction of sin, 223, 230, 250. Country. 19, 510. Courage. See Christian. Covenant with God, 265. of mercy, 284, 402. Covetousness, 360. Creation praising God, 19, 64, 68. Cross, srlorving in the, 89, 119, 25-— 262; 358. Crown of the Saviour, 132. DANGER, deliverance from, 513. of our pilgrimage, 380, 385, 397. of self-deception, 333. Darkness, heathen, 449, 451, 4-54. 463. of sin, 108, 209, 230, 317, 451. spiritual, 159. 279, 313, 318 — 321, 347, 383. Day of mercy, 183, 192, 542, 570. of trial, 298. Death appointed to all, 537. contemplated, 484, 537 — 544. q£ Christ, 78—84, 548. courage in, 552, 559, 562. deliverance from, 310. desirable, 541, 543, 546. dreadful, 542. fear removed, 310, 548, 593. of friends, 554, 881. 406 INDEX OF SUBJECTS. gain, 336, 371, 484, 564, 568. happy, 560. of a minister, 558, 559. near, 34, 36, 488. preparation for, 544. of the saints, 560 — 568. support in, 377, 547 — 549. triumph in, 375, 550 — 553. unprepared for, 235, 542. of the young", 556. Deception, self, 333. Declension, spiritual, 312 — 327. See Backslider. Decrees of God, 53—55, 283. Dedication of a place of wor- ship, 490—493. Defence in God, 351. See Safety. Delay, danger of, 166, 174, _187, 188,542,570. Deliverance, praise for, 310, 513. from temptation, 103, 271, 302, 377, 388. Depravity, 145, 146, 199. Dependence on God. See Trust. Devotedness. See Christian. Devotion, daily, 20 — 40. Dismission, 41—47, 218—221, 596—600. Disobedience, lamented, 68. Distress of body, pity for, 362. of soul. See Darkness. Drought, 524. EARLY piety, 216, 526— 529. Earth, fruits of, 521. Election, divine, 501. Enemies of God, 194, 421, 425, 443.* Eternity contemplated, 222, 540. Evening praise, 31 — 38. Evidences of piety, 330, 331. Example of Christ, 81, 105, 361, 368, 369. of Christians, 367. Excuses, 168, 169, 173. Expostulation with sinners, 186, 193. FAITH in Christ, 83, 85, 89, 115, 214, 250—262. encouraged, 373, 376, 378, 381, 393. feeble, 25, 301, 331. joyful, 251. life of, 371, 373, 392, 393. prayer for, 115, 400. triumph of, 251, 401. Faithfulness in the Christian life, 312, 339, 358, 363— 371. Fall of man, 215. False hope, 156, 333. Family of the Christian, 39. of saints, 403. worship, 38 — 40. Father, God a, 69, 155, 287, 320. Fast, 510. Fear removed by Christ, 140, 181, 182, 209, 281, 295. unbelieving reproved, 303, 378 of wrath, 227, 332, 571. Feast, gospel, 163, 165, 212, 501. Fellowship, Christian, 13, 47, 403—407. Forbearance of God, 186, 190, 232, 324, 489. Forgiveness. See Pardon. Forms in themselves vain, 144, 257. Fountain, Christ a, 112, 199, 208. of life, 172, 177, 213, 444. Forsaking all for Christ, 263, 363, 380. Fortitude, Christian, 355— 358. Frailty, 61. Free grace, 16^172, 179, 254. Friend in God, 320. the sinner's, 124, 174, 262, 325. Friends, death of, 554. in heaven^43, 46, 541, 581, 589. parting, 44 — 46. Funeral, 544, 556, 565—567. INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 407 GETHSEMANE, 81, 500. God, absence of, 62, 318, 408. all-seeing, 351, 531. care of his people, 295, 303, 373, 376, 381, 417, 420. condescension, 69. the creator, 64 — 68. confidence in, 376. See Trust. dealings, 282—289, 3-78. defence in, 351. See Safety. delight in, 24, 40, 65, 72, 301, 337, 382, 583. dwelling of. See Heaven. faithfulness, 61, 204, 303, 351, 374, 376, 420, 599. a father, 69, 155, 287, 320. glory as seen in Christ, 135, 140, 201, 206, 207, 438. glory of, in his works, 64, 67. goodness, 56, 58, 67, 308, 487. greatness, 529. our guide, 26, 152, 292, 373, 389. heavenly glory, 583. hears prayer, 341 — 350. hope in. See Hope. incomprehensible, 53 — 55. just, 228, 229. love to man, 67, 136, 186. majesty, 53. mercy, 202, 206. See Mercy. omnipresent, 351. patience, 234. portion of the soul, 65, 71, 72, 263. See Portion. praise, 64 — 72, 204. See Praise. our preserver, 27 — 29, 37, 57, 487. protects the saints, 37. See Saints. providence, 24, 54, 58, 373, 511. reconciled in Christ, 140, 240. safety in, 57, 61, 263, 284, 295, 304, 373, 380, 420. searcher of the heart, 329 — 331, 531. sovereignty, 53 — 55, 283. support from, 59, 62, 71, 292, 299, 339, 351. terrible to the wicked, 140, 229, 575. trust in. See Trust. truth of his promises, 204, 291, 376, 422. walking with, 62, 312, 366, 370. wisdom, 55, 59, 283, 295, 305. Gospel, consolations, 51, 201, 402. glad tidings, 50, 139, 181, 198, 211, 213, 439, 445. glory of, 52, 135, 201, 204 —215, 279, 499. invitations, 163 — 182. message, 181. power of, 198, 210, 413. praise for, 202, 210. preaching of, 214—221, 496, 499. rejected, 210. spread of, 428, 434, 438— 447. success, 155, 408, 426, 441. welcomed bv the heathen, 419, 463, 467. Grace, convertino-, 129, 145, 225, 256, 412; 413. free, 163, 179, 254. preserving, 66, 129, 299, 302, 316, 402. quickening, 141 — 143, 151, 317, 359, 518. restoring, 149, 320, 326, 489. salvation by, 205, 504. Gratitude for common mer- cies, 24, 56, 58, 289, 307. for deliverance from evil, 12, 310, 513. for redemption, 93, 95, 127, 128,272. for spiritual blessings, 58, 69, 149, 309. tribute of, 272, 307, 311, 361, 375, 489. Grave, 539 — 568. 408 INDEX OF SUBJECTS. Guidance, divine, 26, 152, 156, 349, 373, 389. Guilt, and fear, 229, 352. removed by Christ, 125, 138, 208. HAPPIXESS of the believ- er, 252, 382, 383. in God, 285, 288. Hardness of heart, 225, 232. Harvest, 521. spiritual, 461. Healing, 77, 115, 245. Heart, contrite, 236—242, 314, 322, 331. deceitful, 333. hard, 225, 232. renewed, 147, 328, 349. sinful, 198, 209, 224, 230. searched of God, 329 — 331. Heathen, coming to Zion, 419, 432. perishing, 449, 454, 464. receiving the gospel, 438 — 470. Heaven, abode of saints, 334, 395, 541, 576. begun here, 14. blessedness of, 275, 281, 410, 577, 579, 582 — 591. contemplated, 371. glory, 275, 592—594. hope of, 335, 357, 380, 545. longed for, 135, 271, 334— 340, 392, 539, 541, 584, 594. presence of God in, 337, 541, 583, 594. rest in, 57(5 — 580. societv of friends, 410, 541, 564, 568, 578, 581. view of, 593. worship in, 6, 16, 172, 278, 339, 375, 471—483. Heavy-laden invited, 164, 170, 213. Hell, 184, 197. Helpless sinner, 247, 260. Hiding-place, 88, 89. Holiness, desired, 147 — 157. of life, 367. Holy Spirit, absence mourned, 312. the Comforter, 158, 277, 596. fear of grieving, 161, gift of, 452. invoked, 2, 141—143. operations of, 144, 413. reviving influence, 142, 151, 408, 414. return supplicated, 160. sanctifvino- power implored, 147— lo7. Home, the saints', 399. Hope, under affliction, 345, 374, 545, 579. in darkness, 376, 393. in God, 290, 293, 295, 297, 319, 402. of heaven, 14, 16, 270, 364, 396, 577. of resurrection, 553. in the Saviour, 227, 258, 392, 553. Hosanna of children, 530, 533. House of God. See Sanctu- ary. Humility, 594. Hypocrites, 372. IDOLS of the heart, 226, 269, 312, 454. heathen, 71, 454. Immortality, 580. Impenitent, a multitude, 185. Inconstancy feared, 316, 363, 365. mourned, 149, 315, 326. punished, 372. Infants, 506—509. Ingratitude lamented, 31, 63, 232, 326, 489. Inspiration, 49. Installation, 494 — 499. Intemperance, 514. Intercession of Christ, 99 — 103, 299. Invitations of the gospel, 114, 187, 163—182, 212, 254 Invocation, 1 — 11, 596. Israel, 457—460. JERUSALEM, 457. the heavenly, 591. INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 409 Jesas, name precious, 121, 123, 125, 126, 130, 137, 247, 280. Jews, 457—460. Joy in believing-, 251, 382. in the conversion of sinners, 411. heavenly, 14, 582—591. in worship, 6, 16. Jubilee, 426, 439. Judgment, 184, 222, 332, 540, 569—575. Justice, 90, 209. See Sinner. Justification, 111. See Christ. KINDNESS to the distressed, 362. King of glory, 425. Kingdom of Christ, 155, 416 — 470. LAMB of God, 15, 83, 85, 123, 133. Law of God, 223, 253. terrors of, 227, 250. Liberality, 311, 360, 431. Life the day of salvation, 34, 183, 192, 222, 542. and death eternal, 222, 5^0. holv, 367. prolonged, 27—29, 310, 489. short, 395, 485, 522, 538. uncertain, 189, 544. Light from God, 143, 156, 317, 393. in the o-ospel, 209, 227, 442, 456, 463. Long-suffering of God, 186, 190, 232, 324, 489. Looking to God, 297, 346. to Jesus, 296, 297, 319, 350. Lord's Day. See Sabbath. LorcFs Supper, 500 — 505. Love, brotherlv, 405, 406. of Christ, "129, 200. See Christ. to Christ, 139, 266, 275— 281, 338, 502. to God, 69, 277, 320. in heaven, 281, 585. holy, 147, 151,281. MAN, depraved, 145, 199. fall, 146. 35 feeble, 61. lost state, 229. short-lived, 537 — 540. Marriage, 516. Mariner, 517. Maternal prayer-meeting, 515. Mediator, 99. See Christ, Meditation, 222. Meeting. See Worship. Mercy implored, 115, 241 — 249, 260, 317—327, 332, 412. subduing power, 243. wonderful, 232, 234, 324, 326, 489, 505. Mercy-seat, 9. 249. 341—343. Merit, in Christ, 111, 120, 258. Millennium, 422, 426, 432, 447. Minister, 496 — 498. Miracles, 76, 360. Misery of the impenitent, 193. of leaving Christ, 314—327, 352, 363. of the lost, 197. Missions, 461 — 170. Missionaries encouraged, 465. sent forth, 461, 462, 465— 470. Morning praise, 26 — 30. Mortality, 537. Mystery of Providence, 54, 283. NATION favored of God, 19. guilty, 510. Nature, sinful. 145, 199. speaks of God, 19, 64, 68. New heart, desired, 68, 144, 153, 24^. 350, 372. OBEDIENCE cheerful, 95, 264, 364—370. Offers of the gospel. See In* vitations. Old age, 519. Ordinances. See Worship, &c. Ordination, 494 — 499. PARDON, 82, 138. 176, 181. implored, 31, 86, 157, 319, 302— 327. Parents committing their chil- dren to God, 506 — 509. INDEX OF SUBJECTS. mother's prayer, 515. Parting, 44. Pastor, faithfulness, 496—498. prayer for, 495. welcomed, 494. Patience in the Christian life, 396. under trials, 282, 396. Peace of conscience, 150, 182, 198. Pearl of great price, 105, 274. Penitence, 238—242. See Re- pentance. People of God. See Church. Persecution, 263. Perseverance, of saints, 300, 302. Physician, the Great, 115, 118, 245. Pilgrim, 334, 349, 389. Pilgrimage of the saints, 292, 339, 371, 389—399. Plan of salvation, 88, 205. Poor, 311, 361. Portion, Christian's, 334, 364, 399, 417, 590. in God, 63, 65, 71, 72, 285, 287, 292, 301, 337, 487. in the Saviour, 119, 154, 216, 263—274, 399, 503, 574. Praise, delight in, 14. for deliverance, 12. exhortation to, 17. in heaven, 6, 32, 308, 375, 425, 445, 582—588. for the gospel, 202—204, 211, 256. for life preserved, 11, 27 — 30, 310, 489. to the Saviour, 7, 8, 18, 108, 268, 272, 275, 278, 280, 427, 532. and thanksgiving, 19, 289, 308, 375. to the Trinity, 596—618. universal, 133, 426, 436. Prayer in affliction, 314, 374. answered, 513. of the awakened sinner, 230 —249. benefits, 9, 347. delight in, 290. in desertion, 318—321, 344. earnest, 110, 155, 247, 342, 346. frequent, 353. for success of the gospel, 218, 408. invitation to, 341, 342, 347, 353. morning, 354. mother's, 515. Lord's, 595. need of faith in, 25. power of, 251, 348. social, 3. watching unto, 296, 345, 350, 386, 572. Preaching, 214—221, 496— 499. Preservation, 29, 489. Prize, heavenly, 270, 274, 387. Profanity, 194. Professors, false, 181, 329. Promises of God, 204, 244, 294, 296,298,376,422. Prophecy, fulfillment of, 450. Prosperity, dangerous, 380. Protection, divine, 32, 60. See Safety. Providence, 373, 511. kind, 24, 58. mysterious, 54. Punishment, 184, 197. Purposes of God, 53—55, 283. RACE, Christian, 387. Rain, praver for, 511. Ransom, 120, 239. Rebel subdued, 243. Reconciliation to God, 140, 240, 300. See Pardon. Redemption finished, 79, 212. proclaimed, 439. wonderful, 88, 136, 139, 202, 206, 215, 275. Refuge in Christ, 291—306. in God, 60, 290. See Trust. Regeneration, 144 — 146. Reliance on God, 373—383. Religion, one thing needful, 216. INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 411 Repentance commanded, 173, 190. at the cross, 78, 82, 240, 50:2, 505. in view of the goodness of God, 236. and pardon, 82, 138, 176, 181. and pleading for mercy, 238 —249. of the returning' backslider, 312, 322—327. Resignation, 24, 282—289, 305. Resolutions, self-confident, 388. to go to Jesus, 249. Rest, in Christ, 170, 203. in heaven, 576 — 580. sought, 226, 246. Resurrection, 553, 555, 567, 573, Retirement, 20—23. Return of the backslider, 312, 322—327. Revival of religion, 408 — 415. Reward, the saints', 392, 576 —594. Riches, 270. Righteous. See Saints. Robe of righteousness, 87, 111, 120, 258, 260. Rock of Ages, 107, 298. SABBATH morning, 475. evening, 481, 482. of heaven, 482, 483. rest of, 474, 476. school, 534 — 536. welcomed, 473—475. worship, 11, 473, 479. Sacraments, 500 — 509. Sacrifice of Christ, 80, 85, 90, 101. Safety at the cross, 261. in God, 37, 57, 60, 284, 292, ! 295, 304, 373, 380. Saints beloved of God, 69, 113, ! 303, 364, 373, 376, 410. blessedness of, 14, 130, 252, 336. character. See Christian. chastened, 379. communion of, 399, 403. death of, 560—568. defended from enemies, 376, 381, 390, 397. in glory, 111, 582—594. guided, 389, 398. kept from falling, 300, 302. love to, 403—407. portion of. See Portion. protected, 57, 60, 389. refuge in God, 60, 113, 290. strengthened for conflict, 293, 335, 356, 396. supplied with all good, 303, 373, 376. united to Christ, 116, 340. Salvation by Christ, 88, 92, 111, 117, 211. Sanctification implored, 22, 147—157, 312, 328, 349. Sanctuary, delight in, 473 — 479, 492. detention from, 480. praise in, 479, 490. presence of God, 11, 471, 473, 490—493. Satan, a tyrant, 199. Saturday evening, 471, 472, 477. Saved, few, 185, 372. Scoffers, 194. Scriptures, 48 — 52. excellence of, 50—52, 201. love of, 51, 58. precious, 49. Seamen, 517. Seasons, 520 — 522. Seed, gospel, 217. Seeking God, 346. Self-confidence, 386, 388. Self-dedication, 243, 255, 263 —268, 310, 365. Self-denial, 81, 185, 272, 372. Self-examination, 22, 329 — 333 Self-knowledge, 156, 313. Selfrigh teousness renounced, 107, 253, 259. vain, 164, 257. Sermon, hymn after, 218 — 221. Servants, of God, 485, 496. 412 INDEX OF SUBJECTS. Service of God, 365. Shepherd, the Great, 9, 309. Sickness, 310, 480, 542, 545. restoration, 12, 310. Sin abhorred, 224, 234, 239, 312. burden of, 137, 170, 178, 180, 246, 325, 349. distemper, 118, 245. feared, 329. ill-desert, 82, 223, 234, 489, 504. madness, 88. mourned, 31, 109, 236, 312, 315, 320—327. none in heaven, 281. Sinai, 88, 207, 250. Sincerity, 10, 276, 372. Sinner, alarm to, 184, 542. awakened, 162, 222—249, 412. blind, 88, 185. conversion desired, 4, 408. death of, 542. invited to the Saviour, 164 —182, 212, 249, 254. in judgment, 184, 196, 570, 573. lost state, 145, 229. portion in this life, 185. punishment of, 194 — 197. unhappy, 170, 193. Sleep, safety in, 37. Sloth, spiritual, 359. Soldier, Christian, 355 — 357. Sons of God, 364. Song of angels, 96, 268, 340, 445, 587. the New, 15. of praise, 14, } 16, 128, 268, 309. of the redeemed, 16, 340, 587. Sorrowful, invited to gospel consolation, 200, 345. Soul, departing, 562. value of, 215, 580. Sovereignty. See God. Spring, 520. Star of Bethlehem, 75, 108, 463. of the East, 75, 442. Strength, spiritual, 302, 351, 385, 400, 402. from God, 297, 298. implored, 302. Submission to chastisement, 374 379. to Christ, 190, 226, 249. to God's will, 154, 283—289, 305, 337. Sun of Righteousness, 26. Suppliant, 110, 115, 228, 231— 249, 320, 346. Surrender to Christ, 78, 243. TABLE of the Lord, 501— 505. Teachers of children, 536. Temperance, 514. Temptation, aid in, 103, 106, 296, 302, 377, 385, 400. hope in, 306, 402. of Jesus, 103. overcome, 271. power deplored, 269, 503. prayer in, 400. watching against, 296, 302. weakness under, 62, 385, 388. of the young, 525. Thankfulness. See Grati- tude, Praise. Thanksgiving, personal, 12, 27, 56, 58, 307, 309, 310, 375, 513. public, 19, 523. Throne of God, 594. of grace, 25, 341—343. Tidings. See Gospel. Time fleeting, 484, 538. precious, 34, 235. To-day, 166. Tract distribution, 512. Treasure in heaven, 63, 270, 275, 371. Trinity, praise to the, 596 — 618. Trust in Christ, 89, 100—103, 112, 116, 131, 259—261, 296, 306, 367, 373—382, 392. INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 413 in God, 29, 57, 59—63, 263, 284, 290—306, 320, 339, 344, 351, 373—382, 4-7. 545. UNBELIEF, 214. Union of saints, 404. VICTORY, spiritual, 357. Vows, 12. 265. WALKING bv faith, 391. with God, 312, 366, 370. Wanderer from God, 62, 175, 312— 327, 363. Wants, spiritual, 260, 341— 350. Warfare, Christian, 355 — 357. Warnings, 183 — 197, 542, 5447 569, 570. Watchfulness, 296, 302, 350, 383-388, 572. Watchman, 449, 497. Weary souls, 114, 164, 170, ITS. ISO. Week, close of, 11. Welcome to Christian friends, 13. to one joining the Church, 407. Wicked. See Sinner. Wickedness. See Sin. Will of God. 253—289, 305, 306. Word of life, 169. preached, 218 — 221. Works, dependence on, 164, 253, 257. World, banished from thought, 13. conversion of. See Gospel. ensnaring, 235, 271, 315, 401, 503. renounced, 84, 119, 263, 266 —274, 371. unsatisfying, 65, 84, 121, 216, 273, 321, 580. Worship, divine presence, 1 — 10, 141—143, 352. close of, 218—221, 596— 619. delight in, 13, 473. family, 38—40. of heaven, 471 — 483, 577. order, 494. private, 20—37. public, 479. reverential, 10. social, 1—10, 13. YEAR, close of, 484—489. new, 485, 486. Yoke, of Christ, 170. Youth, death of, 556. invited, 2] 6, 525. ZIOX, 417, 419, 423, 492. 35* INDEX OF FIRST LINES. According to thy gracious word, A charge to keep I have, A debtor to mercy alone, . Affliction is a stormy deep, Ah, how shall fallen man, Ah, when shall I awake, Ah, whither should I go, Alas, and did my Saviour bleed, Alas, what hourly dangers rise, All hail, the power of Jesus' name, All praise to his name, All ye that pass by, . All-wise, all-mighty, and all-good, Almighty Father, gracious Lord, Almighty God, thy piercing eye, Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, Am I a soldier of the cross, And am I born to die ) . And are we wretches yet alive ] And did the holy and the just, And is the gospel peace and love 7 And is there Lord, a rest, And let this feeble body fail, . And must I part with all I have, And must this body die 1 And shall I still the Spirit grieve, And what am I, my soul, awake, And will the great eternal God, And will the Judge descend, And will the Lord thus condescend, Angels, roll the rock away ; Montgomery, C. Wesley, Toplady, Cotton, . Epis. Col., C. Wesley, . C. Wesley, Watts, Mrs. Steele, . Duncan, Wesley, (altered,) C. Wesley, Montgomery, Mrs. Steele, Watts, . Newton, Watts, C. Wesley, Watts, Mrs. Steele, Mrs. Steele, R. Palmer, (original.) C. Wesley, Beddome, Watts, S. (original,) Davies, . Doddridge, Doddridge, . Mrs. Steele, Gibbons, 415 500 334 300 374 229 350 226 78 385 132 8 80 239 58 531 256 355 540 234 94 368 578 552 272 553 162 329 491 569 232 96 416 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Another six days' work is done, Approach, my soul, the mercy seat, A present God is all our strength, Arise, rny soul, arise, Arm of the Lord, awake, awake, As o'er the past my memory strays, Assembled in thy name, O Lord, As the twilight shadows fall, C. W. Astonished and distressed, At anchor laid, remote from home, Awake, and sing the song, Awake, awake, O Zion, wake, . Awaked by Sinai's awful sound, Awake, my heart, arise my tongue, Awake, my soul, in joyful lays, Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve, Awake, ye saints, and raise your eyes, Stennett, . Newton, Doddridge, C. Wesley, Shrubsole, Middleton, C. {original,) Thompson, (orig.,) . Topladij, Toplady, Hammond, Day- Spring, Occum, Watts, Medley, Doddridge, Doddridge, Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme, Begone, unbelief, ..... Behold a stranger at the door, . Behold, the blind their sight receive, Behold, the mountain of the Lord, Behold, what wondrous grace, Beneath our feet, and o'er our head, . Beware of Peter's word, Bless'd be the dear, uniting love, Bless'd be the tie that binds Bless'd Jesus, when my soaring Bless'd work, the youthful mind to win, . Watts, Newton, Gregg, Watts, . Logan, Watts, . Heber, Cowper, C. Wesley, Fawcett, Heginbotham, Strapha?i, Blow fresh, ye favoring, Miss H. F. Gould, (original,) Blow ye the trumpet, blow ; Toplady, Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Heber, Bright source of everlasting love, . . . Boden, Broad is the road that leads to death, . Watts, By cool Siloam's shady rill, .... Heber, 476 341 62 101 453 235 1 34 224 518 16 419 250 87 129 387 484 204 378 174 76 432 364 537 388 45 47 280 536 470 439 75 311 372 528 Call Jehovah thy salvation, Children of the heavenly King, Christ and his cross are all our theme, Christians, the glorious hope ye know, Come, every pious heart, . Montgomery, 60 • Cennick, 394 Watts, 214 . Cawood, 451 Stennett, 127 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 417 Come, happy souls, approach your God, . . Watts, 92 Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove, . Browne, 152 Come, Holy Spirit, come ; . . Hart, (altered,) 142 Come, Holy Spirit, come, With energy, &c., Beddome, 153 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, . . Watts, 141 Come hither, all ye weary souls, . . Watts, 170 Come in, thou blessed of the Lord, . . . Kelly, 407 Come, let me love, or is my mind, . . Watts, 505 Come let us anew, C. Wesley, 485 Come, let us join our cheerful songs, . . Watts, 133 Come, let us join our friends above, . C. Wesley, 403 Come Lord, and warm each languid heart, Mrs. Steele, 6 Come, my fond fluttering heart, . . Jane Taylor, 269 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, . . Newton, 349 Come, shout aloud the Father's grace, Heginbotham, 69 Come, thou Almighty King, . . Madan's Col. 596 Come, thou desire of all thy saints, . Mrs. Steele, 7 Come, thou fount of every blessing, . . Robinson, 149 Come to Bethesda's pool, Mrs. J. L. Gray, (original,) 493 Come, trembling sinner, in whose breast, . Jones, 249 Come, weary souls with sin distressed, . Mrs. Steele, 178 Come, ye that love the Saviour's name, Mrs. Steele, 278 Come, ye weary, heavy laden, . . . Hart, 164 Come, ye weary sinners, come, . . . C. Wesley, 180 Come, ye weary souls oppressed, . . Decourcey, 171 Come, ye who love the Lord, . . . Watts, 14 Daughter of Zion, aw 7 ake from thy . Fitzgerald's Col. 421 Daughter of Zion, from the dust, . . Montgomery, 459 Day of judgment, day of wonders, . . Newton, 573 Dearest of all the names above, . . . Watts, 140 Dear Refuge of my weary soul, . . Mrs. Steele, 290 Dear Saviour, we are thine, . . . Doddridge, 116 Depth of mercy — can there be . . C. Wesley, 324 Descend, Holy Spirit, the Dove, . . . Rippon, 159 Destruction's dangerous road, . . . Newton, 185 Did Christ o'er sinners weep, . . . Beddome, 104 Didst thou, dear Jesus, suffer shame, . . Kirkham, 358 Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord ; . . Hart, 42 Do not I love thee, O my Lord, . . Doddridge, 276 Dread Sovereign, let my evening song, . . Watts, 31 Dying saint, to glory rise, .... Toplady, 562 418 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Earth has engrossed my love too long, . . Watts, 587 Encompassed with clouds of distress, . . Toplady, 319 Enthroned in light, eternal God, C. M. A. (original,) 492 Far from my thoughts, vain world, be Far from the world, O Lord, I flee, Father, a weary heart, Mrs. C. H. Father, how wide thy glory shines, Father, I long, I faint to see, Father of all, thy care we bless, Father of mercies, in thy word, . Father of mercies, God of love, Father of mercies, send thy grace, Father, whate'er of earthly bliss, For a season called to part, . Forbid it, Lord, that we, . For mercies countless as the sands, Frequent the day of God returns, Friend after friend departs ; From all that dwell below the skies, From every stormy wind that blows, From Greenland's icy mountains, From the cross uplifted high, gone, . Watts, 23 Cowper, 20 W. Esling, (prig.) 242 . Watts, 206 Watts, 594 Doddridge, 39 Mrs. Steele, 50 . Raffles, QA1 Doddridge, 362 Mrs. Steele, 285 Newton, 44 Bathurst, 161 Newton, 307 Browne, 482 Montgomery, 589 . Watts, 436 Stowell, 343 . Heber, 449 Haweis, 212 From thee, my God, my joys shall rise, Give to the winds thy fears, Glorious things of thee are spoken, Glory to God on high, Glory to the Father give, God, in the gospel of his Son, . God is gone up on high, God moves in a mysterious way, God of my childhood and my youth, God of my life, through all my days, God of my salvation, hear, . Go, messenger of peace and love, Go to dark Gethsemane, Go when the morning shineth, . Go, ye messengers of God, . Grace, 'tis a charming sound, Gracious Father, hear thy child, Gracious Spirit, love divine, . Watts, 583 Moravian, 295 Newton, 417 15 Montgomery, 533 Beddome, 201 433 Cowper, 55 Watts, 519 Doddridge, 375 C. Wesley, 83 Balfour, 467 Montgomery, 81 53 . Marsden, 466 Doddridge, 205 Wesley, (altered,) 148 Stocker, 157 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Great author of my being, Great God, as seasons disappear, Great God, the nations of the earth, Great God, to thee my evening song, Great God, we sing that mighty hand, Great King of glory, come, Great King of Zion, now arise, Guide me, O thou great Jehovah, Hail, mighty Jesus, how T divine, Hail, sovereign love, that first began, Hail the day that sees him rise, Hail, thou once despised Jesus, . Hail to the Lord's anointed, Happy soul, thy days are ended, . Happy the child whose early years, Happy the heart where graces reign, Happy who in Jesus live, Hark, hark, the notes of joy, Hark, ten thousand harps and voices, Hark, the herald angels sing, Hark, the song of Jubilee, Hark, the voice of love and mercy, Hark, what mean those holy voices, Hark, what mean those lamentations, Hasten, sinner, to be wise, Heal us, Immanuel, here we are, Hear, gracious God, my humble moan, Hear what God, the Lord, hath spoken, He lives — the great Redeemer lives ; Here, at thy cross, incarnate God, High in yonder realms of light, Ho ! every one that thirsts, draw nigh ; Holy, holy, holy Lord, Holy Ghost, dispel our sadness ; . Holy Spirit, from on high, Hosannas, by an infant train, . B. How are thy servants bless'd, O Lord ; How beauteous are their feet, How bless'd the righteous, when How condescending, and how kind, How firm a foundation, ye saints, . 419 C. Wesley, 314 521 Conder's Col. 438 Mrs. Steele, 33 Doddridge, 487 Francis, 490 Day Spring, 450 Oliver, 389 Wallin, Brewer, . Ma dan, . Wingrove, Montgomery, C. Wesley, Watts, Watts, C. Wesley, Evan. Mag. Kelly, C. Wesley, Montgomery, Evans, . Cawood, Cawood, Scott, Cowper, Mrs. Steele, Cowper, Mrs. Steele, Watts, Raffles, J. Wesley, C. Wesley, Toplady, Bat hurst, H. P. (original,) Addison, Watts, Mrs. Barbauld, Watts, Kirkham, 413 88 98 99 429 561 526 281 336 445 437 74 426 79 73 464 188 115 320 422 100 261 582 179 598 143 156 535 57 499 560 90 376 420 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. How glorious is our heavenly King, . How gentle God's commands, How happy are they, .... How heavy is the night . How helpless guilty nature lies, How large the promise, how divine, How long beneath the law I lay, How lost was my condition, . How much the hearts of those revive, How oft, alas, this wretched heart . How oft have sin and Satan strove How precious is the book divine, How sad our state by nature is ! How sweet and' awful is the place, How sweet, how heavenly is the sight, How sweet the melting lay, . How sweet the name of Jesus sounds, How tedious and tasteless the hours, If life's pleasures charm thee, . I know that my Redeemer lives, I love thy kingdom, Lord, . Infinite excellence is thine, . Infinite power, eternal Lord, I'm not ashamed to own my Lord, . Inspirer and hearer of prayer, Interval of grateful shade, In thy great name, O Lord, we come, I saw One hanging on a tree, I send the joys of earth away; . Is this the kind return 1 It is the Lord, enthroned in light, I would not live alway, . Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem, my happy home, . Jesus, and didst thou condescend, Jesus, and shall it ever be, Jesus, at thy command, Jesus Christ, my Lord and Saviour, Jesus comes, let Earth and Ocean, Jesus, full of all compassion, Watts, 529 Doddridge, 304 252 Watts, 209 Mrs. Steele, 145 Watts, 507 Cowper, 253 . Newton, 118 Hoskins, 415 Mrs. Steele, 326 Watts, 402 . Fawcett, 49 Watts, 199 Watts, 501 Swain, 406 . B. H. P. 354 Newton, 125 . Newton, 321 401 C. Wesley, 299 Dwight, 416 . Fawcett, 113 Watts, 68 Watts, 294 Toplady, 32 Doddridge, 37 Hoskins, 2 . Newton, 82 Watts, 271 Watts, 233 Green, 286 Muhlenburg, 541 Neville, 457 591 Bradley, 11 Gregg, 126 Toplady, 380 Jane Taylor, 527 W. Peter, 424 Turner, 231 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 421 Jesus, 1 know, hath died for me ; . . Moravian, Jesus, I love thy charming name ; . . Doddridge, Jesus, immortal King, arise, ..... Jesus, I my cross have taken, . . . Grant, Jesus is gone above the skies, . . . Watts, Jesus, let thy pitying eye C. Wesley, Jesus, lover of my soul, . . . . C, Wesley, Jesus, make this heart thy own ; C. W. Thomson, (ori.) Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone, Jesus, my Lord, how rich thy grace ; Jesus, my strength, my hope, . Jesus shall reign where'er the sun, Jesus, still will I adore thee ; Jesus, the name high over all, Jesus, thou friend of sinners, Jesus, thy blood and righteousness, Jesus, where'er thy people meet, Join all the glorious names, . Just o'er the grave I hung, Just snatched from danger and from death, Cennick, . Doddridge, C. Wesley, Watts, . J. J. Gurney, . C. Wesley, C. Wesley, {altered,) J. Wesley, Cowper, Watts, Dwight, 291 121 428 263 503 322 112 328 254 361 296 435 109 123 325 111 9 122 542 513 Keep silence all created things, . Kindred in Christ, for his dear sake, Watts, 53 Newton, 13 Laden with guilt, and full of fears, Lamb of God, whose bleeding love, Learn of me, the Saviour said, . Let Christian faith and hope dispel, Let earth and heaven combine, . Let every mortal ear attend, . Let God the Father live, . Let heathens to their idols haste, . Let party names no more, . Watts, C. Wesley, C. Wesley, (altered,) Watts, Watts, Watts, Beddome, Let the cares of the week all be banished far hence, Let us awake our joys; .... Kingsbury, Let worldly minds the world pursue, . . Newton, Let Zion's watchmen all awake, . . Doddridge, Life is the time to serve the Lord, . . . Watts, Light of life, seraphic fire, . . . C. Wesley, Long did I seem to serve thee, Lord, . C. Wesley, Long have I sat beneath the sound, . . Watts, 36 51 86 105 381 130 163 600 71 404 471 134 266 497' 183 151 257 478 422 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Look down, O Lord, with pitying" eye, . Doddridge, Lo, on a narrow neck of land, . . . C. Wesley, Look up, the harvest fields are white, Lord, at thy feet we sinners lie, Lord, at thy table we behold, Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing ; Lord, how delightful 'tis to see Lord, how secure my conscience was, Lord, I am thine, entirely thine, Lord, I would now repent, . Lord of earth, thy forming hand Lord of glory, who didst honor . Lord of my life, oh may thy praise Lord, teach us how to pray aright, Lord, to thy mercy now I yield, Lord, we come before thee now, Lord, when our raptured thought surveys, Lord, when we bend before thy throne, Lord, with our household . C. Wesley, (altered,) Lo, the prisoner is released, . . . C. Wesley, Love divine, all love excelling, . . C. Wesley, Love fills all heaven with light, B. H. P. {original,) Browne, Stennett, Watts, Watts, Davies, 7. Wesley, Mrs. Steele, Montgomery, . Newton, Hammond, Mrs. Steele, 146 222 462 248 504 41 479 223 264 237 65 512 29 352 243 3 64 10 40 564 147 585 Majestic sweetness sits enthroned May I resolve, with all my heart, . Men of God, go, take your stations, . Mercy alone can meet my case, Mercy, O thou Son of David, 'Mid scenes of confusion, and creature Morning breaks upon the tomb, Mourn for the thousands slain, My dear Redeemer and my Lord ; My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so 1 My faith looks up to thee, . My former hopes are fled, My God, my Father, blissful name, .My God, the covenant of thy love, My God, the spring of all my joys, My God, thy boundless love I praise, My God, thy service well demands, My gracious Redeemer I love ; My Saviour, let me hear thy voice Stennett, 93 Mrs. Steele, 365 . Kelly, 468 Montgomery, 244 Newton, 412 complaints, . 399 Collyer, 97 . C. (original,) 514 Watts, 369 Watts, 359 . R. Palmer, 255 . Cowper, 227 Mrs. Steele, 287 Doddridge, 284 Watts, 72 More, 67 . Doddridge, 310 . Francis, 275 . Doddridge, 138 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 423 My sorrows, like a flood .... Watts, 240 My soul, be on thy guard, .... Heath, 386 Mv soul, come, meditate the day, . . . Watts, 539 My soul, triumphant in the Lord, . Doddridge, 339 My soul would fain indulge a hope, . . Steward, 333 My times of sorrow and of joy, . . . Beddome, ^~- Nature may raise up all her strife, Near me. O my Saviour, stand, . No more, my God, I boast no more, No. never shall my heart despond, Not all the blood of beasts, Not all the outward forms on earth, N begin the heavenly theme, N Christian brethren, ere we part, N . gracious Lord, thine arm reveal, Now is the accepted time, . N •• is the time, th' accepted hour, Now let a true ambition rise. let our cheerful eyes survey . Now let our mourning hearts revive, Now let our souls, on wings sublime, Now. Lord, the gospel seed is sown, N w may the Lord of earth and skies Now to the Lord a noble song ; Luther, , C. Wesley, Watts, Watts, Watts, H. K. IVhite, . yeicton, Dobell, Cow per, Doddridge, Doddridge. Doddridge, . Gibbons, Rippon, Burder, Watts, 400 302 259 345 B5 144 200 43 456 166 196 270 102 55S 371 218 511 135 O'er the realms of pagan darkness, . . Cawood, 454 Of old did Jesus condescend, . . Jane Taylor, 517 Oft as the bell with solemn toll, . . . Xewton, 544 Of thy love some gracious token . . . Kelly. 221 O God. by whom the seed is given, . . Heber, 219 O God of sovereign grace, . . . Melrose, 440 Oh cease, my wandering soul, . . Epis. Col. Oh, could I find, from day to day, .... 366 Oh, could I speak the matchless worth, . . Medley, 120 Oh for a closer walk with God, . Cowper, 312 Oh for a glance of heavenly day, . . . Hart. 225 Oh for an overcoming faith, .... Watts, 550 Oh for a thousand tongues to sing, . C. Wesley. 137 Oh for the happy hour, . G. W. Bethune, (original.) 408 Oh happy day that fixed my choice, . Doddridge, 265 424 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Oh, how divine, how sweet the joy, . . Needham, Oh, if my soul were formed for wo, . . Watts, Oh reveal thy lovely face, C. Wesley, Oh, sweetly breathe the lyres above, R. Palmer, (prig.) Oh that I knew the secret place, . . Watts, Oh that my load of sin were gone, . C. Wesley, Oh that the Lord's salvation, .... Lyte, Oh weep not for the joys that fade, . . Gems, Oh, what amazing words of grace . . Medley, Oh, when shall I see Jesus, ...... Oh, when shall we sweetly remove, C. Wesley, (altered,) Oh, where shall rest be found 1 . . Montgomery, Oh, why should Israel's sons once blessed, Bickersteth, O Jesus, delight of my soul, O Lord, another day is flown, . . H, K. White, O Lord, how vile am I, . . . . Newton, O Lord, I would delight in thee, . . Ryland, O Lord, my best desire fulfill, . . . Cowper, O Lord, our languid souls inspire, . . Newton, O my soul, what means this sadness, . . Fawcett, Once I thought my mountain strong, . Newton, Once more my eyes behold the day, . . Knight, Once more, my soul, the rising day . . Watts, One there is above all others . . . Newton, On thee, each morning, O my God, .... On the mountain's top appearing, . . . Kelly, On what has now been sown, . . . Newton, On man's last sleep, in rending W. Colton, (original,) O thou from whom all goodness flows, . Haweis, O thou in whom thy saints are one, .... O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight, O thou, my life, my joy, O thou that hearest prayer, And teachest, . O thou to whose all-searching sight, . Moravian, O thou who hearest prayer, Attend our O thou who hear'st the prayer of faith, . . Toplady, O thou whose tender mercy hears, . . Mrs Steele, Our children, Lord, in faith and prayer, Bickersteth, Our heavenly Father, hear, . . Montgomery, Our journey is a thorny maze, . . . Watts, Our Lord, who knows full well, . . Newton, Our sins and sorrows, how they rise, . . Waits % 411 239 317 268 346 246 458 581 213 392 584 580 460 532 38 230 301 305 4 293 313 27 30 124 28 423 220 575 297 5 131 59 25 292 155 258 323 509 595 397 342 577 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 425 Our souls, by love together knit, Out of the depths of wo, O Zion, tune thy voice, Miller, 405 Montgomery, 344 . Doddridge, 409 Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan, . . . 182 People of the living God, . . . Montgomery, 273 Physician of the sin-sick soul, . . . Newton, 245 Plunged in a gulf of dark despair, . . Watts, 91 Praise to the Lord on high, . . . Doddridge, 210 Praise to the Lord, who bows his ear, . Doddridge 523 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire, . Montgomery, 348 Prince of peace, the world is thme ; C. M. A. (orig.) 456 Prostrate, dear Jesus, at thy feet, . . Stennett, 238 Raise your triumphant songs, Religion is the chief concern Rejoice for a brother deceased, Rejoice, the Lord is King, . Repent, the voice celestial cries, Retire, all meaner things, Miss H. F. Return and come to God, Return, my roving heart, return, Return, O wand'rer, now return, Rise, gracious God, and shine, . . Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings, Rise, sun of glory, rise, Rock of ages, cleft for me, Watts, Fawcett, C. Wesley, Rippon, Doddridge, Gould, (orig.) Epis. Col. . Doddridge, Collyer, *Cennick, . Toplady, 136 216 568 427 190 21 173 22 175 434 334 447 107 Safely through another week, Salvation, oh the joyful sound, Saviour, visit thy plantation, Saviour, when in dust to thee, Say not, sinner, in thy heart, . C. See from Zion's sacred mountain, . See, gracious God, before thy throne, . See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand, See sacred waters springing, See the gospel church secure, C See the leaves around us falling, Newton, 11 Watts, 211 Newton, 414 Grant, 110 Wesley, {altered,) 169 Kelly, 414 Mrs. Steele, 510 Doddridge, 506 . •• 48 Wesley, {altered,) 418 Bickersteth, 522 * Ascribed by some to Whitefield. 36* 426 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. See the ransomed millions stand, . . . Condi r, See the ripened, waving grain, Mrs. J. L. Gray, (ori.) Servant of God, well done, Since from thy feet I dared to roam, Since Jesus freely did appear, Sing, all ye ransomed of the Lord, Sinner, art thou still secure ? Sinner, can you slight the Saviour ] Sinner, rouse thee from thy sleep, Sinners, the voice of God regard, . Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? Sinners, will you scorn the message, Softly, now, the light of day, Soldiers of Christ, arise ; So let our lips and lives express Sometimes a light surprises . Sound, sound the truth abroad, . Sovereign of all the worlds on high, Sovereign of worlds above, Sovereign of worlds, display thy power, Sovereign Ruler, Lord of all, Sow in the morn the seed, . A. S. S. Stand up, and bless the Lord, Stand up my soul, shake off thy fears, Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay, . Stop, poor sinner, stop and think, . Stretch, O my soul, thine ardent wing, Sure, the bless' d Comforter is nigh, Swell the anthem, raise the song, Sweet is the last, the parting ray, . Sweet peace of conscience, Sweet the moments, rich in blessing, Sweet was the time when first I felt, B. Montgomery, Berridge, Doddridge, Newton, H. P. (prig.) Epis. Col. . Fawcett, C. Wesley, . Littleton, Epis. Col. C. Wesley, Watts, . Newton, Evan. Mag. Doddridge, Raffles, Union Hymns, Montgomery, Watts, . C. Wesley, . Newton, Mrs. Steele, Gems, Heginbotham, Robinson, Newton, 430 401 559 327 516 398 195 197 191 193 186 181 35 356 367 382 465 70 452 455 2-28 217 17 357 160 184 442 277 19 472 150 262 383 That awful day will surely come, . . . Watts, 574 The day is past and gone, 36 The icy chains that bound the earth, . . Rippon, 520 The once loved form, now cold and dead, Mrs. Steele, 557 The light of Sabbath eve, . A. S. S. Union Hymns, 481 The Lord into his garden comes, .... 410 The Lord of life, the Saviour dies, . . Mrs. Steele, 95 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 427 The Lord of earth and sky, The Lord will happiness divine, The moment a sinner believes, . The morning light is breaking, The promise of my Father's love, There is a calm for those who weep, There is a fountain rilled with blood, There is a glorious world of light, There is a holy city, . There is a land of pure delight, There is an hour of hallowed peace, There is an hour of peaceful rest, . The Saviour calls — let every ear, The Saviour, oh, what endless charms. The Spirit breathes upon the word, The Spirit, in our hearts, The sun, that minister of love, The time is short — ye sinners, fear The voice of free grace cries, Escape This God is the God we adore, . Thou art gone to the grave, but we will Thou art my hiding-place, O Lord, Thou art the way — to thee alone, Though troubles assail, Thou Judge of quick and dead, Thou lovely source of true delight, Thou only sovereign of my heart, . Thousands, O Lord of hosts, to-day, Thrice happy souls, who, born of heav Through sorrow's night and danger's Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love, Thy gracious presence, O my God, Thy mercy, my God, is the theme Thy way, O God, is in the sea, Time is winding us away, 'Tis a point I long to know, . 'Tis by the faith of joys to come, 'Tis my happiness below To God the only wise, To Jesus, the crown of my hope, To-morrow, Lord, is thine, . To our Redeemer's glorious name, of my . C. Wesley, Cowper, . Hart, S. F. Smith, Watts, Montgomery, Cowper, Jane Taylor, Watts. W. B. Tappan, W. B. Tappan, Mrs. Steele, Mrs. Steele, . Cowper, Epis. Col. . Gibbons, Ho skins, Thornby, . Hart, Heber, Raffles, Epis. Col. Xewton, C. Wesley, Mrs. Steele, Mrs. Steele, Montgomery, Doddridge, H K. White, Doddridge, Mrs. Steele, song, . Fawcett, Burton, Newton, . Watts, Cowper, . Watts, Cowper, Doddridge, Mrs. Steele, 489 331 251 441 267 543 203 534 592 593 579 576 167 139 52 177 524 187 172 599 5&5 89 117 373 572 279 363 480 370 555 483 &37 202 54 538 330 391 379 66 338 189 128 428 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. To thee, my Shepherd, and my Lord, Heginbotham, 309 To the hills I lift my eyes, ... C. Wesley, 351 To their Lord believers go, . C. Wesley, (altered,) 588 Unvail thy bosom, faithful tomb, . Watts, 567 Vain, delusive world, adieu, Vital spark of heavenly flame, C. Wesley, 119 Pope, 563 . Gems, . Beddome, W. B. Tappan, Wait, my soul, upon the Lord, . Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will, Wake, Isles of the South, Wake the song of Jubilee, Watchman, tell us of the night, Weary souls, that wander wide, Welcome, delightful morn, Welcome, sacred day of rest, Welcome, sweet day of rest, We bid thee welcome in the name We gather at the mercy-seat, We give immortal praise, We seek a rest beyond the skies, We speak of the realms of the blessed, . We stand in deep repentance, R. Palmer, (original,) Bowring, C. Wesley, Hayward, W. Brown, Watts, Montgomery, C. (original,) Watts, Newton, We've no abiding city here, . What is the thing of greatest price, . What shall I render to my God, . What shall the dying sinner do, What sinners value, I resign, What various hindrances we meet, . When all thy mercies, O my God, When any turn from Zion's way, When bending o'er the brink of life, When blooming youth is snatched away, When downward to the darksome R. Palmer, (orig.) When gathering clouds around I view, When grief and anguish press me, B. H. When, his salvation bringing, When I can read my title clear, When I can trust my all with God, . When I survey the wondrous cross, . 298 283 463 446 448 114 475 474 473 494 515 597 390 586 241 395 215 12 198 590 347 56 316 551 556 548 377 306 . 530 Watts, 335 Conder, 282 Watts, 84 Kelly, Montgomery, Watts, Watts, Watts, Cowper, Addison, Newton, Collyer, Mrs. Steele, . Grant, P. (original,) IXDEX OF FIRST LINES. 429 When Jesus dwelt in mortal clay, . . Gibbons, 360 When languor and disease invade . . Toplady, 545 When, marshalled on the nightly plain, H. K. White, 103 When musing sorrow weeps the past, . . Noel, 546 When, my Saviour, shall I be, . . C. Wesley, 154 When on Sinai's top I see . . Montgomery, 207 When on the cross my Lord I see, . . Newton, 502 When, rising from the bed of death, . . Addison, 571 When shall we meet again, 46 When, streaming from the eastern skies, . . Grant, 26 When th' eternal Judge descending, Anon, (altered,) 570 When the worn spirit wants repose, . . Edmeston, 477 When the vale of death appears, . . . Gilbert, 549 When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come, . . 332 Where high the heavenly temple stands, . Logan, 106 Where is the Saviour now ! Raffles, 318 While life prolongs its precious light, . . Dwight, 192 While thee I seek, protecting Power, . Williams, 24 While the heralds of salvation, . . . Francis, 431 While to the grave our friends are borne, Mrs. Steele, 566 While, with ceaseless course, the sun . Newton, 488 Who knoweth of his safety, Mrs. Sigoumey, (prig.) 63 Why do we mourn departing friends, . . Watts, 554 Why is my heart so far from thee, . . Watts, 315 Why should the children of a King, . . Watts, 15S Why should we start and fear to die ? . . Watts, 547 Why wilt thou cast thy care Mrs. Sigoumey, (prig.) 61 With heavenly power, O Lord, defend, .... 495 With joy we meditate the grace, . . . Watts, 103 With tears of anguish I lament, . . . Stennett, 236 With thankful hearts our songs we raise, Bickersteth, 508 Wretched, helpless, and distressed, C. Wesley, (alt.) 260 Ye angels who stand round the throne, Be Fleury, 340 Ye Christian heroes, go proclaim, .... 469 Ye dying sons of men, Boden, 168 Ye glittering toys of earth, adieu ; . . Mrs Steele, 274 Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm, . Doddridge, 525 Ye messengers of Christ, Yoke, 498 Ye pilgrims, partners in distress, C. Wesley, (altered,) 396 Ye scoffers, your expiring breath, . . . Watts, 194 430 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Ye servants of God, Ye servants of the Lord, . Yes, I will bless thee, O my God, Yes, mighty Jesus, thou shalt reign, . Yes, we trust the day is breaking, Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fears, Ye who in his courts are found, Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor, Your harps, ye trembling saints, . Zion stands, by hills surrounded, . 18 Doddridge, 496 Heginbotham, 308 . More, 425 Kelly, 443 Beddome, 303 . 176 Mrs. Steele. 165 . Toplady, 393 . Kelly, 420 THE END. / ■ m> ~c* Wa I ^Hi