THE PRESBrTERIAN HTMNAL. P IT I L A D E L P HI A : PRESBYTERIAN BOARD OF PUBLICATION, liiok CHESTNUT STREET. The Hymnal was compiled and edited by the Rev. Joseph T. DuRYEA, D.D., under the direction of a Committee api^ointed by The General Assembly of the Presbyterian Church in the United States of America, consisting of the following persons: Rev. PIEPvRICK JOHNSON, D.D., Chairman. Rev. J. TRUMBULL BACKUS, D.D. Rev. JAMES 0. MURRAY, D.D. GEORGE JUNKIN, Esq. EZRA M. KINGSLEY, Esq. Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1874, by THE TKUSTEES OF THE PRESBYTERIAN BOARD OF PUBLICATION, In the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington. Wkstcott & Thomson, Blcreoiypers and Eleclrotypers, Pkilada. TABLE OF CONTEiNTS. BTMM9 I.— IXTITATION TO WORSHIP -. 1-86 The Call to Praisk 1-37 The Response 38-57 The Call to Prayer a\d Response 58-65 Invocation 66-86 ![.— THE LORD JKSUS CHRIST 87-343 L Contemplation and Adoration 87-178 Advent 95-117 Life and Mission 118-178 Acts 118-128 Character 123-127 Sdffeeings and Death 129-152 Resurrection 153-162 Exaltation -> \ 164-178 Intercession J Providence 179-181 2. Affections and Duties 182-343 III.— GOD THE FATHER OF OUR LOUD JESUS CHRIST 344-483 1. Contemplation and Adoration 344-388 2. Affections and Duties 389-483 IT.— THfi HOLY OHOST— THE SPIRIT OF THE LORD 484-523 1. Contempl.viion and Adoration 484-504 2. Affections and Duties 505-523 v.— THK TRINITY— THE THREE IN ONE 524-530 TI.--THK \VORD OF THE LORD 531-566 VIl.- THE CHURCH— THE UODY OF CHRIST 567-698 3 4 TABLE OF CONTENTS. VIII.— THE SACRAMENTS OF THE LORD 653-698 Baptism G53-670 Lord's Sdpper 671-698 IX.— THE LORD'S DAY 699-723 X.— THE COMING OF THE LORD 72'i-806 Death. Resurrection. ■) \ Funeral. JoDGMENT. Heaven. J XL— HYMNS FOR SPECIAL OCCASIONS 807-968 Seasons 807-824 National 825-842 Prater Meeting 844-886 Morning 887-897 Family Worship , ,^ „.. -„. Evening S9S-938 Children 939-951 % 952-957 Dedication, etc. j 962-964 Seamen 958-961 Close op Service 965-968 XII.— QHANTS, Etc 1-34 HYMNS. WORSHIP. 1 10s & lis. 1 Ye servants of God ! your Master proclaim, And publish abroad his wonderful name ; The name, all-victorious, of Jesus extol ; His kingdom is glorious and rules over all, 2 God ruleth on high, almighty to save ; And still he is nigh — his presence we have ; The great congregation his triumph shall sing, Ascribing salvation to Jesus, our King. 3 Salvation to God, who sits on the throne ! Let all cry aloud and honor the Son ; The praises of Jesus the angels proclaim. Fall down on their faces and worship the Lamb. 4 Then let us adore, and give him his right. All glory and power, and wisdom and might, All honor and blessing, with angels above, And thanks never ceasing, and infinite love. 2 L. M. 1 Before Jehovah's awful throne. Ye nations, bow with sacred joy : Know that the Lord is God alone ; He can create, and he destroy. His sovereign power, without our aid, ilade us of clay, and formed us men ; And when, lilce wandering sheep, we strayed, He brought us to his fold again. 3 We are his people, we his care, Our souls, and all our mortal frame : What lasting honors shall we rear, Almighty Maker! to thy name? 4 We'll crowd thy gates with thankfid songs: High as the heavens our voices raise ; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 5 Wide as the world is thy command, Vast as eternity, thy love ; Firm as a rock thy truth must stand. When rolling years shall cease to move. 3 L. M. 1 Ye nations round the earth, rejoice Before the Lord, your sovereign King; Serve him with cheerful heart and voice ; With all your tongues his glory sing, 2 The Lord is God ; 'tis he alone ' Doth life and breath and being give ; We are his work, and not our own ; The sheep that on his pastures live. 3 Enter his gates with songs of joy ; With praises to his courts repair : And make it your divine employ To pay your thanks and honors there. 4 The Lord is good, the Lord is kind ; Great is his grace, his mercy sure ; And the whole race of man shall find His truth from age to age endure. 4 L. M. 1 All people that on earth do dwell. Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice: 5 WORSHIP. Him serve with mirth, his praise forth tell ; Come ye before him and rejoice. 2 Know that the Lord is God indeed; Without our aid he did us make; Wo are his tlock, he doth us feed, And for his sheep he doth us takt. 8 Oh, enter then his gates with praise. Approach with joy his courts unto; Praise, laud and bless his name always. For it is seemly so to do. 4 Because the Lord our God is good, His mercy is for ever sure ; His truth at all times firmly stood. And shall from age to age endure. 5 L. M. 1 From all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise : Let the Eedeemer's name be sung Through every laud, by every tongue. 2 Eternal are thy mercies. Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word ; Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore. Till suns shall set and rise no more. 6 L. M. 1 To God, the great, the ever-blessed, Ijet songs of honor be addressed ; His mercy firm for ever stands; Give him the thanks his love demands. 2 "Who knows the wonders of thy ways? Who shall fulfill thy boundless praise? Blessed are the souls that fear thee still, And pay their duty to thy will. 3 Kemcmber what thy mercy did For Jacob's race, thy chosen seed: And, with the same salvation, bless The meanest suppliant of thy grace. i Oh, may T sec thy tribes rejoice, And aid their triumphs with my voice; This is my glory, Lord, to be Joined to thy saints and near to theo. 7 L. M. 1 Praise ye the Lord, exalt his name, While in his earthly courts ye wait, Ye saints that to his house belong, Or stand attending at his gate. 2 Praise ye the Lord, the Lord is good ; To praise his name is sweet employ ; Israel he chose of old, and still His church is his peculiar joy. '6 The Lord himself will judge his saints; He treats his servants as his friends ; And when he hears their sore complaints, Kepents the sorrows that he sends. 4 Through every age the Lord declares His name, and breaks th' oppressor's rod ; He gives his suffering servants rest. And Mill be known th' Almighty God. 5 Bless ye the Lord, who taste his love; People and priests, exalt his name ; Among his saints he ever dwells; His church is his Jerusalem. 8 L M. 1 Arouki) the Saviour's lofty throne. Ten thousand times ten thousand sing; They worship him as God alone, And crown him — everlasting King. 2 Approach, ye saints! this God is yours; 'Tis Jesus fills the throne above : Ye cannot want while God endures; Ye cannot fail while God is love. 3 Jesus, thou everlasting King! To thee the praise of heaven belongs; Yet, smile on us who fain would bring The tribute of our luimble songs, 4 Though sin defile our worshij) here, We hope ere long tliy face' to view; WORSHIP. And when our souls in heaven appear, We'll praise thy name as angels do. 9 C. M. 1 Come, ye that love the Saviour's name, And joy to make it known ! The sovei-eign of your hearts proclaim, And bow before his throne. 2 Beliold your King, your Saviour, crowned, With glories all-divine ! And tell the wondering nations round How bright these glories shine. 3 Infinite power, and boundless grace, In him unite their rays ; You, that have e'er beheld his face, Can you forbear his praise ? 4 When, in his earthly courts, we view The glories of our King, We long to love as angels do. And wish like them to sing. 5 And shall we long and wish in vain ? Lord ! teach our songs to rise ; Thy love can animate the strain, And bid it reach the skies. 10 C. M. 2 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands ! Ye tribes of every tongue ! His new-discovered grace demands A new and nobler song. 2 Say to the nations, — "Jesus reigns, God's own almighty Son ; His power the sinking world sustains, And grace surrounds his throne." 3 Let heaven proclaim the joyful day : Joy through the earth be seen ; Let cities shine in bright array, And fields in cheerful green. 4 Let an unusual joy surprise The islands of the sea ; Ye mountains! sink; ye valleys! rise; Prepare tlie Lord his way. 5 Behold, he comes, — he comes to bless The nations, as their God ; To show the world his righteousness. And send his truth abroad. 11 C. M. 1 Come, 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 listening ear. 4 Thanks to my God for every gift His bounteous hands bestow; And thanks eternal for that love Whence all those comforts flow. 12 S. M. 1 Come, sound his praise abroad. And hymns of glory sing; Jehovah is the sovereign God, The universal King. 2 He formed the deeps unknown ; He gave the seas their bound; The watery worlds are all his own, And all the solid ground. 8 Come, worship at his throne; Come, bow before the Lord : We are his works, and not our owi ; He formed us by his word. WORSHIP. 4 To-day attend his voice, Nor dare provoke his rod ; Corae, like the people of his choice, And own your gracious God. 13 S. M. 1 Now let our songs arise, In new exalted strains: Let earth repeat it to the skies ;— The Lord, the Saviour reigns ! 2 Sing to the Lord, our God, And bless his sacred name ; His great salvation, all abroad, From day to day proclaim. 3 Mid heathen nations place The glories of his throne ; And let the wonders of his grace Through all the earth be known. 4 Great is th' eternal Lord, And great must be his praise : O'er all the gods, on high adored, His mightier arm he'll raise. 5 Through earth, let every tribe, Let every nation, sing: Glory, and grace, and might ascribe To our eternal King. 14 S. M. 1 Awake, and sing the song Of Moses and the Lamb ; Wake, every heart, and every tongue ! To praise the Saviour's name. 2 Sing of his dying love ; Sing of his rising power: Sing — ho'a'^ he intercedes above For those whose sins he bore. 3 Sing on your heavenly way, Ye ransomed sinners ! sing; Sing on, rejoicing, every day, In Christ, th' eternal King. 4 Soon shall ye hear him say, " Ye blessed children ! come ;" Soon will he call you hence away. And take his wanderers home. 15 S. M. 1 Come, we that love the Lord ! And let our joys be known : Join in a song with sweet accord. And thus surround the throne. 2 Let those refuse to sing, That never knew our God ; But children of the heavenly King May speak their joys abroad. 3 The men of grace have found Glory begun below ; Celestial fruits on earthly ground From faith and hope may grow. 4 The hill of Zion yields A thousand sacred sweets, Before we reach the heavenly fields. Or walk the golden streets. 5 Then let our songs abound, And every tear be dry ; [ground We're marching through Immanuel's To fairer worlds on high. 16 S. JSl 1 Stand up, and bless the Lord, Ye people of his choice ; Stand up, and bless the Lord your God With heart, and soul, and voice. 2 Though high above all praise. Above all blessing high, Who would not fear his holy name. And laud and magnify ? 3 Oh, for the living flame From his own altar brought. To touch our lips, our souls inspire, And wing to heaven our thought I WORSHIP. 4 God is our strength and song, And his salvation ours ; Then be his love in Christ proclaimed With all our ransomed powers. 5 Stand up, and bless the Lord ; The Lord your God adore ; Stand up, and bless his glorious name, Henceforth, forevermore ! 17 1 Songs of praise the angels sang ; Heav'n with hallelujahs rang. When Jehovah's work begun, When he spake and it was done. 2 Songs of praise awoke the morn When the Prince of Peace was born ; Songs of praise arose when he Captive led captivity. 3 Heaven and earth must pass away, Songs of praise shall crown that day ; God will make new heavens and earth. Songs of praise shall hail their birth. 4 And can man alone be dumb Till that glorious kingdom come ? No, the Church delights to raise Psalms and hymns and songs of praise. 5 Saints below, with heart and voice, Still in songs of praise rejoice: Learning here, by faith and love, Songs of praise to sing above. 6 Hymns of glory, songs of praise, Father, unto thee we raise ; Jesus, glory unto thee. With the Spirit, ever be. 18 1 Let us, with a gladsome mind. Praise the Lord, for he is kind : For his mercies shall endure. Ever faithful, evei sure. 2 Let us sound his name abroad, For of gods he is the God ; For his mercies shall endure. Ever faithful, ever sure. 3 He, with all-commanding might. Filled the new-made world with light ; For his mercies shall endure. Ever faithful, ever sure. 4 All things living he doth feed ; His full hand supplies their need : For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 5 He his chosen race did bless In the wasteful wilderness ; For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 6 He hath, with a piteous eye, Looked upon our misery : For his mercies shall endure. Ever faithful, ever sure. 7 Let us then, with gladsome mind. Praise the Lord, for he is kind : For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 19 H. M. 1 ZiON, tune thy voice. And raise thy hand on high ; Tell all the earth thy joys. And boast salvation nigh : Cheerful in God, 1 While rays divine Arise and shine, I Stream all abroad. 2 He gilds thy mourning face With beams that cannot fade ; His all-resplendent grace He pours around thy head : The nations round l With lustre new Thy form shall view, I Divinely crowned. 10 WORSHIP. 3 In honor to his name Reflect that sacred light; And loud that grace proclaim, Which makes thy darkness hright : Pursue his praise I In worlds above, Till sovereign love, I The glory raise. 4 There on his holy hill A brighter Sun shall rise, And with his radiance fill Those fairer, purer skies : While round his throne I In nobler spheres, Ten thousand stars, I His influence own. 20 L. M. 1 Sweet is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks and sing. To show thy love by morning light. And talk of all thy truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest ; No mortal cares shall seize my breast; Oh, may my heart in tune be found. Like David's harp. of solemn sound! 3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, And bless his works and bless his word; Thy works of grace how bright they shine! How deep thy counsels! how divine! 4 Lord, I shall share a glorious part, When grace hath well refined my heart. And fresh supplies of joy are shed. Like holy oil to cheer my head. 5 Then shall I see, and hear, and know All I desired or wislu'd below ; And every power find sweet employ, In that eternal world of joy. 21 L. M. 1 HOSANNA to the living Lord ! Hosanna to th' incarnate Word! To Christ, Creator, Saviour, King, Let earth, let heaven, llosanna sing;- 2 "Hosanna! Lord!" thine angels cr^, "Hosanna! Lord!" thy saints reply ; Above, beneath us, and around, The dead and living swell the sound. 3 Saviour! with protecting care, Return to this thy house of prayer, Assembled in thy sacred name. Where we tliy parting promise claim. 4 But, chiefest, in our cleansfid breast, Eternal ! bid thy Spirit rest. And make our secret soul to be A temple pure, and worthy thee. 5 So, in the last and dreadful day. When earth and heaven shall melt away, Thy flock, redeemed from sinful stain. Shall swell the sound of praise again. 22 L. M. 1 God of my life! through all my days. My grateful powers shall sound thy praise; Tlie song shall wake with opening light, And warble to the silent night. 2 When anxious cares would break my rest, And griefs would tear my throbbing breast, Thy tuneful praises, raised on high, , Shall check the murmur and the sigh. 3 AVhen death o'er nature shall prevail, And all its powers of language fail; Joy thro' my swimming eyes shall break And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 4 But, oh ! when the last conflict's o'er. And I am chained to flesh no more. With what glad accents shall I rise To join the music of the skies I 5 Soon shall I learn th' exalted strains, Which echo o'er the heavenly plains, And emulate, with joy unknown, The glowing seraplis round tJiy throne. WORSHIP. U 23 L. M. 1 Bless, my soul, the living God, Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad; Let all the powers withiu me join In work and worship so divine. 2 Bless, my soul, the God of Grace ; His favors claim thy highest praise ; Why should the wonders he hath wrought Be lost in silence, and forgot ? x 3 'Tis he, my soul, that sent his Son To die for crimes which thou hast done ; He owns the ransom and forgives The hourly follies of our lives. 4 Let the whole earth his power confess, Let the whole earth adore his grace; The Gentile with the Jew shall join In work and worship so divine. 24 L. M. 1 My God I accept my early vows. Like morning incense in thy house; And let my nightly worship rise. Sweet as the evening sacrifice. 2 Watch o'er my lips, and guard them, Lord, From every rash and heedless word; Nor let my feet incline to tread The guilty path where sinners lead. 3 Oh, may the righteous, when I stray, Smite, and reprove my wandering way ; Tlieir gentle words, like ointment shed. Shall never bruise, but cheer my head. 4 When I behold them pressed ^ith grief, I'll cry 10 heaven for their relief; And, by my warm petitions, prove How much I prLie their faithful love. 25 L. M. 1 Awake, my soul, in joyful lays, And smg thy great Redeemer's praise ; He justly claims a song from thee, His loving-kindness, o)i, how freel 2 He saw me ruined in tlie fall. Yet loved me notwitlistanding all ; He saved me from my lost estate, His loving-kindness, oh, how great 3 Though num'rous hosts of mighty foes. Though earth and hell my way oppose, He safely leads my soul along. His loving-kindness, oh, how strong! •1 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, Has gathered thick, and thundered loud, He near my soul has always stood, His loving-kindness, oh, how good ! 5 Often I feel my sinful heart Prone from my Saviour to depart ; But, though I oft have him forgot, His loving-kindness changes not. G Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale. Soon all my mortal powers must fail ; Oh, may my last expiring breath His loving-kindness sing in death. 28 L M. 1 What equal honors shall we bring To thee, Lord, our God, the Lamb ! When all the notes, that angels sing, Are far inferior to thy name. 2 Worthy is he who once was slain, — The Prince of peace, who groaned and died,— Worthy to rise, and live, and reign. At his almighty Father's side. 3 Blessings for ever on the Lamb, Who bore the curse for wretched men ; Let angels sound his sacred name. And every creature say, — Amen. 27 L. M. 1 Now be my heart inspired, to sing The glories of my Saviour King; Jesus, the Lord, — how heavenly fair His form ! how bright his beauties arel 12 WORSHIP. 2 O'er a.'l the sons of human race, He shines with a superior grace ; Love from his lips divinely flows, And blessings all his state compose. 3 Thy throne, God ! for ever stands ; Grace is the sceptre in thy hands ; Thy laws and works are just and right ; Justice and grace are thy delight. 4 God, thine own God, has richly shed His oil of gladness on thy head ; And, with his sacred Spirit, blest His first-born Son above the rest. 28 L. M. 1 Now to the Lord a noble song : Awake, my soul, awake, my tongue; Hosanna to the eternal name, And all his boundless love proclaim. 2 See where it shines in Jesus' face, The brightest image of his grace ; God, in the person of his Son, Has all his mightiest works outdone. 3 The spacious earth and spreading flood Proclaim the wise and powerful God ; And thy rich glories from afar Sparkle in every rolling star. 4 Grace! 'tis a sweet, a charming theme, My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name ; Ye angels, dwell upon the sound. Ye heavens, reflect it to the ground. 5 Oh, may I reach that happy place, Where he unveils his lovely face, "Where all his beauties you behold. And siug his name to harps of gold. 29 L. M. 1 Praisk ye the Lord !— my heart shall join In work so pleasant, so divine; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and tnought, and being last. I 2 Happy the man, whose hopes rely On Israel's God; he made the sky, And earth, and seas, with all their train, And none shall find his promise vain. 3 His truth for ever stands secure ; He saves th' oppressed, he feeds the poor; He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless. 4 He loves his saints,— he knows them well, But turns the wicked down to hell : Thy God, O Zion! ever reigns; Praise him in everlasting strains. 30 L. M. 1 My God! my King! thy various praise Shall fill the remnant of my days ; Thy grace employ my humble tongue, Till death and glory raise the song. 2 The wings of every hour shall bear Si>me thankful tribute to thine ear ; And every setting sun shall see New works of duty done for thee. 3 Thy works with sovereign glory shine And speak thy majesty divine ; Let every realm with joy proclaim The sound and honor of thy name. 4 Let distant times and nations raise The long succession of thy praise ; And unborn ages make my song The joy and labor of their tongue. 5 P>ut who can speak thy wondrous deeds ? Tliy greatness all our thoughts exceeds Vast and unsearchable thy ways,— Vast and immortal be thy praise. 31 L. M. 1 Come, ray soul ! in sacred lays, Attempt thy great Creator's praise; But oh, what tongue can speak his fame? I What mortal verse can reach the theme? WORSHIP. 13 2 Enthroned amidst the radiant spheres, He glory, like a garment, wears ; To form a robe of light divine, Ten thousand suns around him shine. 3 In all our Maker's grand designs. Omnipotence with wisdom shines ; His works, through all tliis wondrous frame. Bear the great impress of his name. 4 Eaised on devotion's lofty wing. Do thou, my soul ! his glories sing ; And let his praise employ thy tongue, Till listening worlds repeat the song. 32 C. M. 1 All hail the power of Jesus' name ! Let angels prostrate fall ; Bring forth the royal diadem, And cr.^wn him— Lord of all. 2 Ye choseu seed of Israel's race, Ye ransomed from the fall ! Hail him, who saves you by his grace, And crown him— Lord of all. 3 Sinners ! whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall, Go, spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him — Lord of all. 4 Let every kindred, every tribe. On this terrestrial ball. To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him — Lord of all. 5 Oh, that with yonder sacred throng. We at his feet may fall ; We'll join the everlasting song. And crown him — Lord of all. 33 1 On, for a thousand tongues to sin< My dear Redeemer's praise! The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of his grace 1 CM. 2 My gracious Master and my God ! Assist me to proclaim. To spread, through all the earth abroad, The honors of thy name. 3 Jesus — the name that calms my fears, That bids my sorrows cease ; 'T is music to my ravished ears; 'T is life, and health, and peace. 4 He breaks the power of reigning sin. He sets the pris'ner free ; His blood can make the foulest clean ; His blood availed for me. 5 Let us obey, we then shall know, Shall feel our sins forgiven ; Anticipate our heaven below. And own, that love is heaven. 34 c. M. 1 Arise, my soul, my joyful powers. And triumph in thy God ; Awake, my voice, and loud proclaim His glorious grace abroad. 2 The arms of everlasting love Beneath my soul he placed, And on the Rock of ages set My slippery footsteps fast. 3 The city of my blest abode Is walled around with grace ; Salvation for a bulwark stands, To shield the sacred place. 4 Arise, my soul, awake, my voice. And tunes of pleasure sing ; Loud hallelujahs shall address My Saviour and my King. 35 a M. 1 To our Redeemer's glorious name, Awake the sacred song ! Oh, may his love — immortal flame — Tune every heart and tongue! 14 WORSHIP 2 His love, what mortal thonglit can reach? What mortal tongue display? Lnagination's utmost stretch, In wonder, dies away. 3 Dear Lord! while we adoring pay Our humble thanks to thee, May every heart with rapture say, " The Saviour died for me !" 4 Oh, may the sweet, the blissful theme, Fill every heart and tongue, Till strangers love thy charming name. And join the sacred throng. 36 C. M. 1 COMK, let us join our cheerful songs. With angels round the throne; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 " Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, "To be exalted thus!" •'"Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, "For he was slain for us!" 3 Jesus is worthy to receive Honor and power divine ; And blessings, more than we can give. Be, Lord! for ever thine. 4 Let all who dwell above the sky, And air, and earth, and seas. Conspire to lift thy glories high, And speak thine endless praise. 5 The whole creation join in one, To bless the sacred name Of him who sits upon the throne, And to adore the Lamb. 37 0. M. 1 Come, happy souls! approach yo\ir God, "With new nuModious 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 was mercy, all was mild, And wrath forsook the throne, "When Christ, on the kind errand, came, And brought salvation down. 5 Here, sinners! you may heal your wounds, And Avipo your sorrows dry; Trust in the mighty Saviour's name, And you shall ncvo'r die. 6 See, dearest Lord ! our willing souls Accept thine offered grace; "We bless the great Redeemer's love. And give the Father praise. 38 C. M. 1 Yks, T will bless thee, O my God, Through all my mortal days; And to eternity prolong Thy vast, thy boundless praise. 2 Nor shall my tongue alone proclaim The honors of my God ; My life, with all its active powers. Shall spread thy praise abroad. ,3 Not death itself shall stop my song, Thougli death will close my eyes: ;My thoughts siu\ll then to nobler heights Anrl sweeter raptures rise. 4 There shall my lips in endless praise, Their grateful tribute pay; Tiic theme demands an angel's tongue. And an eternal day. WORSHIP. 15 39 C M. 1 With my whole heart I'll raise my song Thy wonders I'll proclaim : Thou, sovereign Judge of right and wrong, Wilt put thy foes to shame. 2 I'll sing thy majesty and grace ; My God prepares his throne To judge the world in righteousness, And make his justice known. 3 Then shall the Lord a refuge prove For all the poor oppressed. To save the people of his love, And give the weary rest. 4 The men that know thy name, will trust In thy abundant grace ; For thou wilt ne'er forsake the just, Who humbly seek thy face. 5 Sing praises to the righteous Lord, Who dwells on Sion's hill, Who executes his threatening word. And doth his grace fulfill. 40 C. M. 1 Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme, And speak suine boundless thing. The mighty works, or mightier name. Of our eternal King. 2 Tell of liis wondrous faithfulness. And sound his power abroad ; Sing the sweet promise of his grace, And the performing God. 3 His very word of grace is strong, As that which built the skies ; The voice that rolls the stars along, Speaks all the promises. i Oh, might I hear thy heavenly tongue But whisper, "Tliou art mine!" Those gentle words should raise my song To notes almost divine. 41 C. M. 1 Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high ; To thee will I direct my prayer, To thee lift up mine eye : 2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone To plead for all his saints. Presenting at his Father's throne Our songs and our complaints. 3 Thou art a God before whose sight The wicked shall not stand ; Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, Nor dwell at thy right hand. 4 But to thy house will I resort, To taste thy mercies there ; I will frequent thy holy court, And worship in thy fear. 5 Oh, may thy Spirit guide my feet In ways of righteousness ! Make every path of duty straight And plain before ray face, 42 C. K 1 Thee will I bless, my God and King, Thy endless praise proclaim ; This tribute daily will I bring. And ever bless thy Name. 2 Thou, Lord, beyond compare art great, And highly to be praised ; Thy majesty, with boundless height. Above pur knowledge raised. 3 Renown'd for mighty acts, thy fame To future time extends; From age to age thy glorious Name Successively descends. 4 Whilst I thy glory and renown, And wondrous works express. The world with me thy might shall own, And thy great power confess. IG WOKSHIP. 43 C. M. 1 Let them neglect thy glory, Lord, Who never knew thy grace; But our loud songs shall still record The wonders of thy praise. 2 We raise our shouts, God, to thee, And send them to thy throne ; All glory to the United Three, The Undivided One. 3 'Twas he, and we'll adore his name, That formed us by a word : 'Tis he restores our ruined frame : Salvation to the Lord I 4 Hosanna ! let the earth and skies Repeat the joyful sound ; Rocks, hills and vales, reflect the voice In one eternal round. 44 C. M. 1 What shall I render to my God For all his kindness shown ? My feet shall visit thine abode, My songs address thy throne. 2 Among the saints that fill thy house, My offerings shall be paid ; There shall my zeal perform the vows My soul in anguish luade. 3 How much is mercy thy delight. Thou ever-blessed God ! How dear thy servants in thy sight — Ti How precious is their blood ! 4 How happy all thy servants are I How great thy grace to me ! My life, which thou hast made thy care, Lord ! I devote to thee. 5 Now I am thine— for ever thine ; Nor shall my purpose move; Thy hand hath loosed my bonds of pain. And lx)und me with thy love. 6 Here, in thy courts, I leave my vow, And thy rich grace record ; Witness, ye saints ! who hear me now, If I forsake the Lord. 45 C. M. 1 Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble, and in joy, The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue employ. 2 Of his deliverance I will boast, Till all, who are distressed, From my example comfort take, And charm their griefs to rest. 3 Oh, magnify the Lord with me, With me exalt his name; When in distress to him I called, He to my rescue came, 4 The hosts of God encamp around The dwellings of the just; Deliverance he affords to all, Who on his succor trust. 5 Oh, make but trial of his love ; Experience will decide. How blest are they, and only they. Who in his truth confide. 6 Fear him, ye saints ! and you will then Have nothing else to fear ; Make you his service your delight,— Your wants shall be his care. 46 CM. 1 Earia", my God, without delay, I haste to seek thy face; My thirsty spirit faints away. Without thy cheering grace. 2 I've seen thy glory and thy power Through all thy temple shine ; My (jod, repeat that heavenly hour, That vision so divine. WORSHIP. IT 3 Not all the blessings of a feast Can please my soul so well, As when thy richer grace I taste, And in thy presence dwell. 4 Not life itself, with all its joys, Can my best passions move, Or raise so high my cheerful voice, As thy forgiving love. 5 Thus till my last expiring day, I'll bless my God and King ; Thus will I lift my hands to pray, And tune my lips to sing. 47 C. M. 1 My Saviour! my almighty Friend; When I begin thy praise, "Where will the growing numbers end, The numbers of thy grace ? 2 Thou art my everlasting trust ; Thy goodness I adore ; And, since I knew thy graces first, I speak thy glories more. 3 My feet shall travel all the length Of the celestial road ; And march, with courage in thy strength, To see my Father God. •i When I am filled with sore distress For some surprising sin, I'll plead thy perfect righteousness, And mention none but thine. 5 How will my lips rejoice to tell The victories of my King ! My soul, redeemed from sin and hell, Shall thy salvation sing. 6 Awake, awake, my tuneful powers ! With this delightful song, ru entertain the darkest hours, Nor think the season long, 2 48 S. M. 1 To God the only wise. Our Saviour and our King, Let all the saints, below the skies, Their humble praises bring. 2 'Tis his almighty love, His counsel and his care, Preserve 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 belong, Immortal crowns of majesty, And everlasting song. 1 My soul ! repeat his praise. Whose mercies are so great ; W^hose anger is so slow to rise. So ready to abate. 2 High as the heavens are raised Above the ground we tread. So far the riches of his grace Our highest thoughts exceed 3 His power subdues our sins. And his forgiving love, Far as the east is from the west. Doth all our guilt remove. 49 S. M. 50 S. M. 1 The pity of the Lord, To those who fear his name. Is such as tender parents feel ; He knows our feeble frame. 18 WORSHIP. 2 Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower ; If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, It withers in an hour. 3 But thy compassions. Lord ! To endless years endure ; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. 51 S. M. 1 To bless thy chosen race, In mercy. Lord ! incline ; And cause the brightness of thy face On all thy saints to shine ; 2 That so thy wondrous way May through the world be known ; While distant lands their tribute pay, And thy salvation own. 3 Oh, let them shout and sing, With joy and pious mirth. For thou, the righteous Judge and King, Shalt govern all the earth. 62 S. M. 1 Oh, bless the Lord, my soul. Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to bless his name, Whose favors are divine. 2 Oh, bless the Lord, my soul, Nor let his mercies lie Forgotten in unthankfuluess, And without praises die. 3 'Tis he forgives thy sins, 'Tis he relieves thy pain, 'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses. And makes thee young again. 4 He crowns tny uie with love, When ransomed from the grave: He that redeemed my soul from hell Hath sovereign power to save. 53 s. M, 1 Ske what a living stone The builders did refuse ; Yet God hath built his chuicli thereon, In spite of envious Jews. 2 The work, Lord ! is thine, And wondrous in our eyes ; This day declares it all divine, This day did Jesus rise. 3 This is the glorious day. That our Redeemer made ; Let us rejoice, and sing, and pray, Let all the church be glad. 4 Hosanna to the King Of David's royal blood : Bless him, ye saints ! he comes, to bring Salvation from your God. 5 We bless thy holy word. Which all this grace displays ; And offer on thine altai', Lord ! Our sacrifice of praise. 54 S, M. 1 Sweet is the work, Lord ! Thy glorious name to sing, To praise and pray, to hear thy word, And grateful offerings bring. 2 Sweet— at the dawning light, Thy boundless love to tell, And, when approach the shades of night, Still on the theme to dwell. 3 Sweet — on this day of rest, To join, in heart and voice. With those who love and servo thee best, And in thy name rejoice. 4 To songs of praise and joy " bath given, be our blest employ J SUllgS Ul piillOC cVliV Be every Sabbath given, Tliat such maj „„ EteruiUly in heaven WORSHIP. 19 55 L. P. M. 1 I'll praise my Maker with my breath ; And, when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers: My days of praise shall ne'er be past. While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. 2 Happy the man, whose hopes rely On Israel's God: he made the sky. And earth, and seas, with all their train ; His truth for ever stands secure ; He saves the oppressed, he feeds the poor ; And none shall find his promise vain. 3 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind ; The Lord supports the sinking mind ; He sends the laboring conscience peace ; He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless. And grants the prisoner sweet release. 4 I'll praise him while he lends me breath ; And, when my voice is lost in death. Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life and thought and being last. Or immortality endures. nOXOLOGY. Kow to the great and sacred Three, The Father, Son, and Spirit, be Eternal praise and glory given. Through all the worlds where God is known. By all the angels near the throne. And all the saints in earth and heaven. 56 6s & 4s. Come, all ye saints of God ! Wide through the earth abroad Spread Jesus' name ; Tell what his love has done, Trust in his grace alone ; Shout to his lofty throne, " Worthy the Lamb 1" 2 Hence, gloomy doubts and fears ! Dry up your mournful tears; Swell the glad theme ; Praise ye our gracious King, Strike each melodious string, Join heart and voice to sing, " Worthy the Lamb !" 3 Hark I how the choirs above. Filled with the Savioi r's love, Dwell on his name! There, too, may we be found, With light and glory crowned. While all the heavens resound, '• Worthy the Lamb !" 57 6s &4b. 1 Gloky to God on high ! Let praises fill the sky ; Praise ye hLs name ; Angels ! his name adore, Who all our sorrows bore ; And, saints ! cry evermore, " Worthy the Lamb !" 2 All they around the throne Cheerfully join in one, Praising his name ; We who have felt his blood Sealing our peace with God, Spread his dear fame abroad, " Worthy the Lamb I" 3 To him our hearts we raise ; Is one else shall have our prais* ; Praise ye his name ; Him, our exalted Lord, By us below adored. We praise with one accord, " Worthy the Lamb !" 4 Join, all the human race I Our Lord and God to bless ; Praise ye his name ; In him we will rejoice. Making a cheerful noise, 20 WORSHIP. And say, with heart and voice, " Worthy the Lamb !" 5 Though Tve must change our place, Our souls shall never cease Praising his name ; To him we'll tribute bring, Laud him our gracious King, And through all ages sing, " Worthy the Lamb !" 58 lis & 10s. 1 Come, ye disconsolate ! where'er ye languish, Come to the mercy-seat, fervently kneel ; Here bring your wounded, hearts, here tell your anguish ; Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal. 2 Joy of the desolate, light of the straying, Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure! Here speaks the Comforter, in God's name saying, " Earth has no sorrows that heaven cannot cure." 3 Here see the bread of life ; see waters flowing, Forth from the throne of God, boundless in love: Come to the feast prepared ; come, ever know- Earth has no sorrows move. but heaven can re- 59 7s. 1 LoKD ! we come before thee now, At thy feet we humbly bow ; Oh, do not our suit disdain ; Shall we seek thee. Lord ! in vain ? 2 Lord ! on thee our souls depend, In compassion, now descend; Fill our hearts with thy rich grace, Tune our lips to sing thy praise. 3 In thine own appointed way, Now we seeK thee, here we stay ; Lord ! we know not how to go, Till a blessing thou bestow. 4 Send some message from thy word, That may joy and peace afford ; Let thy Spirit now impart Full salvation to each heart. 5 Comfort those who weep and mourn, Let the time of joy return ; Those who are cast down, lift up. Strong in faith, in love and hope. 6 Grant, that those who seek may find Thee, a God supremely kind : Heal the sick, >he captive free, Let us all rejoice in thee. 60 >8. 1 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, Jesus loves to answer prayer ; He himself has bid thee pray, Therefore will not say thee nay. 2 Thou art coming to a King, Large petitions with thee bring ; For his grace and power are such. None can ever ask too much. 3 With my burden I begin. Lord, remove this load of sin ; Let thy blood, for sinners spilt. Set my conscience free from guilt. 4 Lord, I come to thee for rest, Take possession of my breast; There thy blood-bought right maintain, And without a rival reign. 5 While I am a pilgrim here, Let thy love my spirit cheer; As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend, Lead me to my journey's ena. G Show me what I have to do, Every hour my strength renew; Let me live a life of faith, Let me die thy people's death. WORSHIP. 21 61 S. M. 1 Beii®ld the throne of grace ! The promise calls me uear: There Jesus shows a smiling face, And waits to answer prayer. 2 That rich atoning blood, Which sprinkled round I see, Provides, for those who come to God, An all-prevailing plea. 3 My soul ! ask what thou wilt ; Thou canst not be too bold; Since his own blood for thee he spilt. What else can he withhold? 4 Thine image. Lord ! bestow, Thy presence and thy love ; I ask to serve thee here below, And reign with thee above. 5 Teach me to live by faith ; Conform ray will to thine; Let me victorious be in death, And then in glory shine. 62 S. M. 1 Jesus, who knows full well The heart of every saint, Invites us all our griefs to tell, • To pray and never faint. 2 He bows his gracious ear, We never plead in vain ; Then let us wait till he appear, And pray, and pray again. 3 Jesus, the Lord, will hear His chosen when they ciy : Yes, though he may a while forbear. He'll help them from on high. 4 Then let us earnest cry, And never faint in prayer; He sees, he hears, and from on high Will make our cause his care. I 63 S. M. 1 Oh, blessed souls are they. Whose sins are covered o'er ; Divinely blest, to whom the Lord Imputes their guilt no more. 2 They mourn their follies past. And keep their hearts with care, Their lips and lives without deceit, Shall prove their faith sincere. 3 While I concealed my guilt, I felt the festering wound ; Till I confessed my sins to thee, And ready pardon found. 4 Let sinners learn to pray ; Let saints keep near thy throne: Our help in times of deep distress, Is found in God alone. 64 c. M. 1 Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat, Where Jesus answers prayer, There humbly fall before his feet. For none can perish there. 2 Thy promise is my only plea, With this I venture nigh ; Thou callest burdened souls to thee. And such, Lord, am I. 3 Bow'd down beneath a load of sin. By Satan sorely press'd. By war without, and fears within, I come to thee for rest. 4 Be thou my Shield and Hiding-place : That, shelter'd near thy side, I may my fierce accuser face. And tell him, thou hast died. 5 Oh, wondrous love, to bleed and die, To bear the Cross and shame, That guilty sinners, such as I, Might plead thy gracious Name. 22 INVOCATION. 65 CM. 1 Lord, teach us how to i)ray aright, With reveroiicc and with l\-cU- : Though dust and aslie^ in tliy sight, We may, we must draw near. 2 Give deep humility; the sense Of godly sorrow give; A strong desiring confidence To hear thy voice and live. 3 Patience, to watch, and wait, and weep, Though mercy long delay ! Courage, our fainting souls to keep. And trust thee, though thou slay. 4 Give these, and then thy will be done ; Thus, strengtheii'd with all might, We, by thy Spirit and thy Son, Shall pray, and pray aright. INVOCATION. 66 L. M. 1 Now may the God of power and grace Attend his people's humble cry ! Jehovah hears when Israel prays. And brings deliverance from on high. 2 Well he remembers all our sighs. His love exceeds our best deserts; His love accepts the sacrifice Of humble groans, and broken hearts. 3 Now save us, Lord ! from slavish fear. Now let our hopes be firm and strong, Till thy salvation shall appear, And joy and trium])h raise the song. 67 L. M. 1 Come, dearest Lord, descend and dwell, By faith and love, in every breast; Then shall we know, and taste, and feel The joys that cannot be expressed. 2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength, INIake our enlarged souls possess. And learn the height, and breadth, and length Of thine immeasurable grace. 3 Now to the God whose power can do More than our thoughts or wishes know, Be everlasting honors done, By all the church, through Christ his Son. 68 L. M. 1 Come, Holy Spirit, calm my mind, And fit me to approach my God ; Remove each vain, each worldly thought, And lead me to thy blest abode. 2 Hast thou imparted to my soul A living spark of holy fire? Oh, kindle now the sacred flame. Make me to burn with pure desire. 3 A brighter faith and hope impart, And let me now my Saviour see : Oh, soothe and cheer my burdened heart, And bid my spirit rest In thee. 69 L. M. 1 How sweet to leave the world a while, And seek the presence of our Lord 1 Dear Saviour, on thy people smile. And come, according to thy word. 2 From busy scenes we now retreat. That we may here converse with thee; Ah, Lord! behold us at thy feet; Let this the gate of heaven be. 3 " Chief of ten thousand !" now appear, That we by faith may see thy face: Oh, speak, that we thy voice may hear, And let thy presence fill this place. 70 L. M. 1 Come, Creator Spirit blest ! And in our souls take up thy rest! Come, with thy grace and heavenly aid. To fill the hearts which thou hast made. INVOCATION. 23 i Great Comforter! to thee we cry! O liighest Gift of God most high ! O Fount of life ! O Fire of love ! Send sweet anointing from above I 3 Kindle our senses from above, And make our hearts o'erflow with love ; With patience firm, and virtue high, The weakness of our flesh supply. 4 Far from us drive the foe we dread, And grant us thy true peace instead ; So shall we not, with thee for guide, Turn from the path of life aside. 5 Oh, may thy grace on us bestow The Father and the Son to know. And thee, through endless tiines, confess'd Of both the eternal Spirit blest. 71 L. M. 1 Father of heaven ! whose love profound A ransom for our souls hath found, Before thy throne we sinners bend ; To us thy pardoning love extend. 2 Almighty Son— Incarnate Word— Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord ! Before thy throne we sinners bend ; To us thy saving grace extend. 3 Eternal Spirit ! by whose breath The soul is raised from sin and death. Before thy throne we sinners bend ; To us thy quickening power extend. 4 Jehovah ! — Father, Spirit, Son ! — Mysterious Godhead — Three in one ! Before thy throne we sinners bend; Grace, pardon, life to us extend. 72 L. t Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove, With light and comfort from above; Be thou our guardian, thou our guide. O'er every thought and step preside. M. 2 The light of truth to us display, And make us know and choose thy way; Plant holy fear in every heart, That we from God may ne'er depart. 3 Lead us to holiness, the road That we must take to dwell with God; Lead us to Christ, the living way. Nor let us from his precepts stray. 4 Lead us to God, our final rest, In his enjoyment to be bless'd ; Lead us to heaven, the seat of bliss, Where pleasure in perfection is. 73 CM. 1 Great Father of each perfect gift ! Behold thy servants wait ; With longing eyes, and lifted hands, We flock around thy gate. 2 Oh, shed abroad that richest gift, Thy Spirit from above, To cheer our eyes with sacred light. And fire our hearts with love. 3 Blest Earnest of eternal joy ! Declare our sins forgiven : And bear, with energy divine, Our raptured thoughts to heaven. 4 Diff"use, God I thy copious showers, That earth its fruit may yield, And change the barren wilderness, To Carmel's flowery field. 74 c. M. 1 Come, thou desire of all thy saints ! Our humble strains attend. While, with our praises and complaints. Low at thy feet we bend. 2 How should our songs, like those above. With warm devotion rise: How should our souls, on wings of love, Mount upward to the skies ! 24 INVOCATION. 3 Come, Lord ! thy love alone can raise In us the heavenly flame ; Then shall our lips resound thy praise, Our hearts adore thy name. 4 Dear Saviour ! let thy glory shine, And fill thy dwellings here, Till life, and love, and joy divine A heaven on earth appear. 6 Then shall our hearts enraptured say, Come, great Eedeemer ! come, And bring the bright, the glorious day. That calls thy children home. 75 C. M. 1 THOU, who hast thy servants taught That not by words alorue, But by the fruits of holiness, The life of God is shown ! 2 While in thy house of prayer we meet, And call thee God and Lord, Give us a heart to follow thee, Obedient to thy word. 8 Through all the dangerous paths of life Uphold us as we go. That with our lips, and in our lives. Thy glory we may show. 76 C. M. 1 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove ! With all thy quickening powers. Kindle a flame of sacred love. In these cold hearts of ours. 2 Look — ^liow we grovel here below. Fond of these trifling toys 1 Our souls can neither fly nor go. To reach eternal joys. 3 In vain we tune our formal songs, In vain we strive to rise ; Hosaunas languish on our tongues. And our devotion dies. I 4 Dear Lord ! and shall we ever live, At this poor dying rate. Our love so faint, so cold to thee. And thine to us so great ? 5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dcve! With all thy quickening powers ; Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, And that shall kindle ours. 77 C M. 1 Come, Holy Ghost, Creator ! come. Inspire these souls of thine ; Till every heart, which thou hast made, Is filled with grace divine. 2 Thou art the Comforter, the gift Of God, and fire of love; The everlasting spring of joy, And unction from above. 3 Enlighten our dark souls, till they Thy sacred love embrace ; Assist our minds, by nature fraU, With thy celestial grace. 4 Teach us the Father to confess, And Son, from death revived, And with them both. Thee, Holy Ghost Who art from both derived. 78 CM 1 Lord, when we bend before thy throne. And our confessions pour. Teach us to feel the sins we own, And hate what we deplore. 2 Our broken spirit pitying see ; True penitence impart ; Then let a kindling glance from thee Beam hope on every heart. 3 When we disclose our wants in prayer, May we our wills resign ; And not a thought our bosom share, Which is not wholly thine. INVOCATION. 25 4 Let faith each meek ^.tetition fill, Aud waft it to the skies ; And teach our hearts— 'tis goodness still That grants it, or denies. 79 7s, 8 lines. 1 Saviour, -when in dust to thee Low we bend the adoring knee; "When repentant to the skies Scarce we lift our weeping eyes ; Oh, by all the pains and woe Suffered once for man below, Bending from thy throne on high, Hear our solemn Litany ! 2 By thy helpless infant years ; By thy life of want and tears ; By thy days of sore distress In the lonely wilderness ; By the dread mysterious hour Of the insulting tempter's power ; Turn, oh turn a favoring eye ; Hear our solemn Litany ! 3 By the sacred griefs that wept O'er the grave where Lazarus slept ; By the boding tears that flowed Over Salem's loved abode ; By the anguished sigh that told Treachery lurked within thy fold ; From thy seat above the sky, Hear our solemn Litany ! 4 By thine hour of dire despair ; By thine agony of prayer; By the cross, the nail, the thorn, Piercing spear, and torturing scorn ; By the gloom that veiled the skies O'er the dreadful sacrifice ; Listen to our humble cry, Hear our solemn Litany ! 5 By thy deep expiring groan ; By the sad sepulchral stone ; By the vault, whose dark abode Held in vain the rising God ; Oh, from earth to heaven restored, Mighty reascended Lord, Listen, listen to the cry Of our solemn Litany ! 80 7s, 8 lines. 1 Light of life !— seraphic Fire ! Love divine !— thyself impart ; Every fainting soul inspire ; Shine in every drooping heart. Every mournful sinner cheer ; Scatter all our guilty gloom : Saviour— Son of God ! appear ; To thy human temples come. 2 Come, in this accepted hour, Bring thy heavenly kingdom in ; Fill us with thy glorious power — Rooting out the love of sin. Nothing more can we require. We will covet nothing less; Be thou all our heart's desire, All our joy and all our peace. 81 7s, 8 lines. 1 Lord of hosts, how lovely fair. E'en on earth, thy temples are ! Here thy waiting people see Much of heaven, and much of thee. From thy gracious presence flows Bliss that softens all our woes ; "While thy Spirit's holy fire "Warms our hearts with pure desire. 2 Here we supplicate thy throne. Here thou niak'st thy glories known; Here we learn thy righteous ways, Taste thy love and sing thy praise. Thus with sacred songs of joy, "We our happy lives employ ; Love, and long to love thee more, Till from earth to heaven we soar. 82 7s, 8 lines. 1 Holy, holy, holy Lord God of Hosts ! when heaven and earth, 26 INVOCATION. Out of daikness, at tliy word Issued into glorious birth, All thy works before thee stood, And thine eye beheld them good, While they sung with sweet accord, Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 2 Holy, holy, holy ! thee. One Jehovah evermore. Father, Son, and Spirit ! we. Dust and ashes, would adore: Lightly by the world esteemed, From that world by thee redeemed, Sing we here with glad accord, Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 3 Holy, holy, holy ! all Heaven's triumphant choir shall sing. While the ransomed nations fall At the footstool of their King : Then shall saints and seraphim, Hari)s and voices, swell one hymn, Blending in sublime accord. Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 83 7s. D. 1 Safely through another week God has brought us on our way ; Let us now a blessing seek, Waiting in his courts to-day ; Day of all the week the best : Emblem of eternal rest. 2 While we pray for pardoning grace Through the dear Redeemer's name, Show thy reconciled face; Take away our sin and shame; From our worldly cares set free, May we rest this day in thee. 8 Here we come thy name to praise ; Let us feel thy presence near : May thy glory meet our eyes. While we in thy house appear ; Here aiford us, Lord, a taste Of our everlasting feast. 4 May thy gospel's joyful sound Conquer sinners, comfort saints, Make the fruits of grace abound, Bring relief from all complaints : Thus may all our Sabbaths prove, Till we join the church above. 84 8s, 7sir glad hosannas, Prince of peace ! Thy welcome shall proclaim, And heaven's eternal arches ring With thy Ijclovcd name. 100 C. M. 1 Pj.tinged in a gulf of dark despair, ^Ve wretched sinners lay, WItliout 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 fj'om the shining seats above. With joyful haste he fled, Entered the grave in mortal flesh, And dwelt among the dead. THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 31 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. 101 C. M. 1 Calm on the listening ear of night, Come heaven's melodious strains, Where wild Judea stretches far Her silver-mantled plains. 2 Celestial choirs, from courts above, Shed sacred glories there. And angels, with their sparkling lyres Make music on the air. 3 The answering hills of Palestine Send back the glad reply ; And greet, from all their holy heights. The day-spring from on high. 4 O'er the blue depths of Galilee There comes a holier calm, And Sharon waves, in solemn praise, Her silent groves of palm. 5 "Glory to God'." the sounding skies Loud with their anthems ring; "Peace to the earth, good-will to men, From heaven's eternal King I" 102 C. M. 1 The people that in darkness sat A glorious Light have seen ; The Light has shined on them who long In shades of death have been. 2 To us a child of hope is born, To us a Son is given ; Him shall the tribes of earth obey, Him all the hosts of heaveu. 3 His name shall be the Prince of peace, For evermore adored. The Wonderful, the Counselor, The great and mighty Lord. 4 His power increasing still shall spread, His reign no end shall know ; Justice shall guard his throne above, And peace abound below. 103 L. M. 1 AVhen, marshaled on the nightly plain, The glittering hosts 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 niglit 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 Bethithem. 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 peece. 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 ! 104 L. M. 1 When Jordan hushed his waters still, And silence slept on Zion's hill, [night, Wlien Bethlehem's shepherds through thd Watched o'er their flocks by starry light— 32 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 2 Hark ! from the midnight hills around, A voice of more than mortal sound, In distant hallelujahs stole, Wild murmuring o'er the raptured soul. 3 On wings of light, on wings of flame, The glorious hosts of Zion came ; High heaven with songs of triumph rung, While thus they struck their harps and sung : 4 " Zion, lift thy raptured eye ; The long-expected hour is nigh ; The joys of nature rise again ; The Prince of Salem comes to reign. 5 " See, Mercy, from her golden urn. Pours a rich stream to them that mourn ; Behold, she binds, with tender care, The bleeding bosom of despair. 6 " He comes to cheer the trembling heart ; Bids Satan and his host depart; Again the day-star gilds the gloom. Again the bowers of Eden bloom." 105 L. M. 1 O Christ, our true and only light ! Illumine those who sit in night ; Let those afar now hear thy voice, And in thy fold with us rejoice 2 And all who else have strayed from thee, Oh, gently seek ! thy healing be To every wounded conscience given, And let them also share thy heaven. 3 Oh, make the deaf to hear thy word, And teach the dumb to speak, dear Lord, Who dare not yet the faith avow, Though secretly they hold it now. 4 Shine on the darkened and the cold, Kecall the wanderers from thy fold; Unite those now who walk apart, Confirm the weak and doubting heart. C So they, with us, may evermore Such grace with wondering thanks adore, And endless praise to thee be given. By all thy Church in earth and heaven. 106 L. M. 1 All praise to thee, eternal Lord ! Clothed in a garb of flesh and blood. Choosing a manger for thy throne. While worlds on worlds are thine alone. 2 A little child, thou art our guest. That weary ones in thee may rest ; Forlorn and lowly is thy birth, That we may rise to heaven from earth. 3 Thou comest in the darksome night To make us children of the light, To make us, in the realms divine, Like thine own angels round thee shine. 4 All this for us thy love hath done. By this to thee our love is won ; For this we tune our cheerful lays, And shout our thanks in ceaseless i)raise. 107 L. M 1 What star is this, with beams so bright. A stranger mid the orbs of light? It shines to herald forth the King, And Gentiles to his cradle bring. 2 Behold the long-predicted sign, The star of Jacob's ancient line : The Eastern Sages hail its rays, And raptured stand in anxious gaze. 3 Without, the Star informs their sight : Within, there shines faith's brighter light. Which gently summons them to rise. And trust the guidance of the skies, 4 When God commands, the wise obey ; Love sees no danger in the way : House, neighbors, friends, their steps recall The voice of God outweighs them all. 5 Oh, while the star of heavenly grace Invites us. Lord, to seek thy face, THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 33 Let not our hearts from sloth refuse The guidance of that light to use. 108 lis & 10s. 1 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, 3iide where our infant Redeemer is laid ! 2 Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining ; Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall ; Angels adore him, in slumber reclining, Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all ! 3 Say, shall we yield him in costly devotion, Odors of Edom, and offerings divine, Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean. Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine ? 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation ; Vainly with gifts would his favor secure: Richer by far is the heart's adoration ; Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 5 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 109 H.M. 1 Haek! hark!— the notes of joy Roll o'er the heavenly plains, And seraphs find employ For their sublimest strains ; Some new delight in heaven is known, Loud sound the harps around the throne. 2 Hark ! hark !— the sounds draw nigh, The joyful hosts descend ; Jesus forsakes the sky, To earth his footsteps bend ; He comes to bless our fallen race, He comes with messages of grace. 3 Bear, beai- the tidings round ; Let every mortal know 3 What love in God is found. What pity he can show ; Ye winds that blow ! ye waves that roll! Bear the glad news from pole to pole. 4 Strike, strike the harps again, To great Iminanuel's name ; Arise, ye sons of men ! And all his grace proclaim : Angels and men ! wake every string, 'T is God the Saviour's praise we sing. 110 H. M. 1 Join 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. 2 But oh, what gentle terms, What condescending ways Doth our Redeemer use. To teach his heavenly grace ! My eyes with joy and wonder see What forms of love he bears for me. 3 Great Prophet of my God, My tongue would bless thy name ; By thee the joyful news Of our salvation came; The joyful news of sin forgiv'n, Of hell subdued, and peace with heav'n. lis. Ill 1 Oh come, all ye faithful, Joyful and triumphant : Oh come ye, oh come ye to Bethlehem ; See in a manger The Monarch of Angels. CHORUS. Oh come, let us adore him. Oh come, let us adore him. Oh come, let us adore him, Christ the LorcL 34 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 2 God of God Eternal, Light from Liglit proceeding, Born of a Virgin, made Very Man ; Son of the Father, Begotten, not created ! 3 Oh sing Allekiia, Ye bright Choirs of Angels, Oh fill ye the courts of heaven with song ; Sing ye "All glory To God in the Highest !" 4 Oh hail, Lord Incarnate, Son of the Father, Born of the Virgin, the Word made Flesh ; Glory and honor Give we thee, Jesus ! 112 8s & 7s. D. 1 Come, thou long-expected Jesus ! Born to set thy people free ; From our tears and sins release us, Let us find our rest in thee. 2 Israel's Strength and Consolation, Hope of all the earth thou art ; Dear Desire of every nation, Joy of every longing heart. 3 Born, thy people to deliver ; Born a Child, and yet a King ; Born to reign in us for ever. Now thy gracious kingdom bring. 4 By thine own eternal Spirit, Rule in all our hearts alone; By thine all-sutficient merit, Eaise us to thy glorious throne. 113 8s & 7s. D. 1 Hark ! what mean those holy voices, Sweetly sounding through the skies! Lo! the angelic host rejoices, Heavenly hallelujahs rise. 2 Listen to the wondrous story Which they chaut in hymns of joy ; Glory in the highest, glory ! (ilory be to God most high ! 3 Peace on earth, good-will from heaven. Reaching far as man is found ; Souls redeemed and sins forgiven, Loud our golden harps shall sound.^ 4 Christ is born, the great Anointed, Heaven and earth his praises sing ; J Glad receive, whom God appointed, For your Prophet, Priest, and King. 5 Hasten, mortals, to adore him. Learn his name and taste his joy ; Till in heaven you sing before him, Glory be to God most high ! G Let us learn the wondrous story Of our great Redeemer's birth, Spread the brightness of his glory, Till it cover all the earth. 114 1 Hark ! the herald angels sing Glory to the new-born King ; Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled ! Joyful, all ye nations, rise. Join the triumph of the skies ; With th' angelic host proclaim, Christ is born in Bethlehem! Hark ! the herald angels sing Glory to the new-born King. 2 Christ, by highest heaven adored; Christ, the everlasting Lord; Late in time behold him come. Offspring of the Virgin's womb ; Veil'd in flesh the (Jodhead see; Hail the incarnate Deity, Pleased as INIan with men to dwell; Jesus, our Emmanuel! Hark ! the herald angels sing Glory to the new-born King. 7s. D. THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 35 3 Hail ! the heaven-born Prince of peace ! Hail! the Sun of Righteousness! Light and life to all he brings, Risen with healing in his wings, Mild he lavs his glory by, Born that man no more may die : Born to raise the sons of earth, Born to give them second birth. Hark! the herald angels sing Glory to the new-born King. 115 7s. 6 lines. 1 As vrith gladness men of old Did the guiding star behold ; As with joy they hailed its light, Leading onward, beaming bright ; So, most gracious Lord, may we Evermore be led to thee. 2 As with joyous steps they sped To that lowly manger-bed, There to bend the knee before Him whom heaven and earth adore; So may we with willing feet Ever seek the mercy-seat. 3 As they offered gifts most rare At that manger rude and bare ; So may we with holy joy, Pure and free from sin's alloy. All our costliest treasures bring, Christ! to thee our heavenly King, 4 Holy Jesus ! every day Keep us in the narrow way ; And, when earthly things are past, Bring our ransomed souls at last Where they need no star to guide, Where no clouds thy glory hide. 6 In the heavenly country bright. Need they no created light ; Thou its Light, its Joy, its Crown, Thou its Sun which goes not down ; There for ever may we sing Hallelujahs tc our King, 110 S. M. 1 Raise your triumphant songs To an immortal tune ; Let the wide earth resound the deeds Celestial grace has done, 2 Sing— how eternal love Its chief beloved chose, And bade him raise our ruined race From their abyss of woes. 3 His hand no thunder bears. Nor terror clothes his brow. No bolts to drive our guilty souls To fiercer flames below. 4 'T was mercy filled the throne, And wrath stood silent by. When Christ was sent, with pardons, down To rebels doomed to die, 5 Now, sinners! dry your tears, Let hopeless sorrow cease ; Bow to the sceptre of his love. And take the offered peace. 6 Lord ! we obey thy call ; We lay an humble clauu To the salvation thou hast brought. And love and praise thy name, IIV S. M. 1 God from on high hath heard, Let sighs and sorrows cease ; Lo ! from the opening heaven descends To man the promised Peace, 2 Hark ! through the silent night Angelic voices swell ; Their joyful songs proclaim that " God Is born on earth to dwell," 3 See how the shenherd-band Speed on with eager feet ; Come to the hallowed cave with them The holy Babe to greet. 36 THE LOKD JESUS CUEIST. 4 But oh, what sight appears Within that lowly door ; A manger, stall, and swaddling clothes, A Child and Mother poor. 5 Art thou the Christ? the Son? The Father's Image hright ? And see we him whose arm iipholds Earth and the starry height? 6 Yea, faith can pierce the cloud Which veils thy glory now ; We hail thee God, before whose throne The angels prostrate bow. 7 A silent Teacher, Lord, Thou bidst us not refuse To bear what flesh would have us shun, To shun what flesh would choose. 8 Our swelling pride to cure With that pure love of thine, Oh, be thou born within our hearts, Most holy Child divine. 118 S. M. 1 Within the Father's house The Son hath found his home ; And to his temple suddenly The Lord of Life hath come. 2 The doctors of the law Gaze on the Avondrous Child, And marvel at his gracious words Of wisdom undetilcd, 3 Yet not to them is given The mighty truth to know. To lift the fleshy veil which hides Incarnate God below. 4 The secret of the Lord Escapes each human eye, And faithful pondering hearts await The full Epiphany. 5 Lord, visit thou our souls, And teach us by thy grace Each dim revealing of thyself With loving awe to trace ; 6 Till from our darkened sight The cloud shall pass away. And on the cleansed soul shall burst The everlasting day. 119 S. M. 1 Fierce raged the storm of wind, The surging waves ran high, Filled thy disciples' hearts with fear. Though thou, their Lord, wast nigh. 2 But at the stern rebuke Of thine Almighty word. The wind was hushed, the billows eeasied. And owned thee God and Lord. 3 So, now, when depths of sin Our souls with terror fill. Arise, and be our helper. Lord, And speak thy " Peace, be still." 120 S. M. 1 All praise to thee, O Lord, Who by thy mighty power Didst manifest thy glory forth In Cana's marriage hour. 2 Thou spcakest : it is done : Obedient to thy word. The water reddening into wine Proclaims the present Lord. 3 Blest were the eyes which saw That wondrous mystery. The great beginning of thy works, That kindled faith in thee. 4 And blessed they who know Thine unseen Presence true, When in the kingdom of thy grace Thou makest all things new. THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 37 5 For by thy loving haucl Thy people still are fed ; Thou art the Cup of blessing, Lord, And thou the Heavenly Bread. 6 Oh, may that grace be ours, In thee for aye to live. And drink of those refreshing streams Which thou alone canst give. 121 C. M. 1 Lord, in thy temple we appear, As happy Simeon came. And hope to meet our Saviour here ; Oh, make our joys the same ! 2 With what divine and vast delight The good old man was filled, When fondly in his withered arms He clasped the Holy Child ! 3 "Now I can leave this world," he cried, " Behold, thy servant dies ; I've seen thy great salvation, Lord, And close my peaceful eyes." 4 Jesus, the vision of thy face Hath overpowering charms; Scarce shall I feel death's close embrace, If Christ be in my arms. 6 When flesh shall fail, and heart-strings break, Sweet will the minutes roll; A mortal paleness on my cheek. But glory in my soul. 122 C. M. 1 In stature grows the Heavenly Child, With death before his eyes ; A Lamb unblemished, meek and mild, Prepared for sacrifice. 2 Those mighty hands that rule the sky No earthly toil refuse; The Maker of the stars on high An humble trade pursues. 3 He whom the hosts of angels praise. At whose comiuand tliey tiy, His earthly parents now obeys And lays liis glory by. 4 For this thy lowliness revealed We, Jesus, thee adore, And praise to God the Father yield And Spirit evermore. 123 c. M. 1 What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone Around thy steps below ; What patient love was seen in all Thy life and death of woe ! 2 For, ever on thy burdened heart, A weight of sorrow hung ; Yet no ungentle, murmuring word Escaped thy silent tongue. 3 Thy foes might hate, despise, revile, Thy friends unfaithful prove ; Unwearied in forgiveness still. Thy heart could only love. 4 Oh, give us hearts to love like thee! Like thee, Lord, to grieve Far more for others' sins than all The wrongs that we receive, 5 One with thyself, may every eye, In us, thy brethren, see The gentleness and grace that spring From union. Lord, with thee. 124 c. M. 1 Majestic sweetness sits enthroned Upon the Saviour's brow ; His head with radiant glories crowned, His lips with grace o'erflow. 2 No mortal can with him compare Among the sons of men ; Fairer is he than all the fair That fill the heavenly train. 38 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 3 He saw me plunged in deep distress, And flew to my relief; For me he bore the shaimrul cross, And carried all my grid". 4 To him I owe my life and ])reath, And all the joys I have ; He makes me triumph over death, And saves mo from the grave. 5 To heaven, the place of his abode. He brings my weary feet, Shows me the glories of my God, And makes my joys complete. 6 Since from his bounty I receive Such proofs of love divine, Had I a thousand hearts to give, Lord, they should all be thine. 125 L. M. 1 How beauteous were the marks divine. That in thy meekness used to shine, That lit thy lonely pathway, trod In wondrous love, O Son of God ! 2 Oh, who like thee, so calm, so bright, So pure, so made to live in light? Oh, who like thee did ever go So patient through a world of woe ? 3 Oh, who like thee so humbly bore The scorn, the scoffs of men, before? So meek, forgiving, godlike, high. So glorious in humility ? 4 And death, which sets the prisoner free, Was pang, and scoff, and scorn to thee; Yet love through all thy torture glowed, And mercy with thy life-blood flowed. 5 Oh, in thy light be mine to go, Illuming all my way of woe; And give me ever on the road To trace thy footsteps. Son of God ! 126 L. M. 1 AVhen like a stranger on our sj here, The lowly Jesus sojourned here, Where'er he went, affliction fled, And sickness reared her drooping head. 2 The eye that rolled in irksome night, Beheld his face, — for he was light ; The opening ear, the loosened tongue, His precepts heard, his i^raises sung. 3 With bounding steps, the halt and lame To hail their great deliverer came ; O'er the cold grave he bowed his head, He spake the Avord, and raised the dead. 4 Demoniac madness, dark and wild, In his inspiring presence smiled; The storm of horror ceased to roll, And reason lightened through the soul. 127 L. M. 1 How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound From lips of gentleness and grace, When list'uing thousands gathered round, And joy and reverence filled the place! 2 From heaven he came, of heaven he spoke, To heaven he led his followers' way ; Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke. Unveiling an immortal day. 3 " Come, wanderers ! to my Father's home. Come, all ye Aveary ones ! and rest :" Yes, sacred Teacher ! we will come, Obey thee, love thee, and be blest. 128 lOs. 1 Lord of health and IU<^, what tongue can tell How at thy word were loosed the hands of hell ; How thy pure touch removed the leprous stain, And the polluted flesh grew clean again? THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 39 2 Oh, wash our hearts, restore the contrite soul, , Stretch forth thy healing hand, and make us whole : Oh, bend our stubborn knees to kneel to thee : Speak but the word, and we once more are free. 3 Yea, Lord, we claim the promise of thy love, Thy love, which can all guilt, all pain remove ; Kigh to our souls thy great salvation bring. Then sickness hath no pang, and death no sting. 4 We hail this pledge in all thy deeds of grace: As once disease and sorrow fled thy face, So, when that face again unveiled we see. Sickness and tears and death no more shall be. 5 Then grant us strength to pray "Thy kingdom come," When we shall know thee in thy Father's home. And at thy great Epiphany adore The Co-eternal Godhead evermore. 129 L. M. 1 'Tis midnight ; and on Olive's brow The star is dimmed that lately shone: 'Tis midnight ; in the garden now, The suffering Saviour prays alone. 2 'Tis midnight; and from all removed, The Saviour wrestles lone with fears ; Even that disciple whom he loved Heeds not his Master's grief and tears. 3 'Tis midnight ; and for others' guilt The Man of Sorrows weeps in blood ; Yet he that hath in anguish knelt Is not forsaken by his God. 4 'Tis midnight ; and from ether-plains Is borne the song that angels know ; Unheard by mortals are the strains That sweetly soothe the Saviour's woe. 130 L. U. 1 He dies ! the friend of sinners dies ! Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around ! A solemn darkness veils the skies — A sudden trembling shakes the ground. 2 Here's love and grief beyond degree, The Lord of glory dies for men ! But, — lo ! what sudden joys we see ! Jesus, the dead, revives again. 3 The rising God forsakes the tomb ; Up to his Father's court he flies ; Cherubic legions guard him home, And shout him — welcome to the skies. 4 Break off your tears, ye saints ! and tell How high our great Deliverer reigns/, Sing, how he spoiled the hosts of hell. And led the monster, death, in chains. 5 Say, " Live for ever, glorious King ! Itorn to redeem, and strong to save !" Then ask, " death ! where is thy sting? And where thy victory, boasting grave ?" 131 L. M. 1 Here at thy cross, incarnate God, I lay my soul beneath thy love ; Beneath the droppings of thy blood, Jesus, nor shall it e'er remove. 2 Not all that tyrants think or say. With rage and lightning in their eyes, Nor hell shall fright my heart away. Should hell with all its legions rise. 3 Should worlds conspire to drive me thence, Moveless and firm this heart should lie ; Kesolved, for that's my last defence, If I must perish, there to die. 4 But speak, my Lord, and calm my fear; Am I not safe beneath thy shade ? Thy vengeance will not strike me here, Nor Satan dare my soul invade. 5 Yes, I'm secure beneath thy blood. And all my foes shall lose their aim ; Hosanna to my Saviour God, And my best honors to his name. 40 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 132 L. M. 1 Oh. come and mourn with me a while ; Oh, come ye to the Saviour's side! Oh, come, together let us mourn : Jesus, our Lord, is crucified, 2 Have we no tears to shed for him, While soldiers scoff and Jews deride? ^ Ah, look how patiently he hangs! Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 3 How fast his hands and feet are nailed ; His throat with parching thirst is dried ; His failing eyes are dimmed with blood : Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 4 Seven times he spake, seven words of love ; And all three hours his silence cried For mercy on the souls of men : Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 5 Come let us stand beneath the cross ; So may the blood from out his side Fall gently on us drop by drop : Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 6 A broken heart, a fount of tears Ask, and they will not be denied ; Lord Jesus, may we love and weep, Since thou for us art crucified. 133 L. M. 1 Jesus, 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 thy great day, I For who aught to my charge shall lay ? Fully absolved through these I am. From sin and fear, from guilt and shame. 3 When from the dust of death T rise To claim my mansion in the skies — E'en then this shall be all my plea: Jesus hath lived, hath died for me. 4 Thus Abraham, the Friend of God, Thus all heaven's armies bought with blood, Saviour of sinners, thee proclaim; Sinners, of whom the chief I am. 5 This spotless robe the same appears, When ruined nature sinks in years ; No age can change its glorious hue, The robe of Christ is ever new. 6 Oh, let the dead now hear thy voice ! Bid, Lord, thy mourning ones rejoice ; Their beauty this, their glorious dress, Jesus, the Lord our Righteousness. 134 S. M. 1 Not all the blood of beasts. On Jewish altars slain. Could give the guilty conscience peace, Or wash away the stain. 2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, Takes all our sins away ; A sacrifice of nobler name, And richer blood than they. 3 My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine, While, like a penitent, I stand, And there confess my sin. 4 My soul looks back to see The burdens thou didst bear. When hanging on the accursed 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. 135 S. M. 1 Like sheep we went astray, And broke the fold of God; Each wandering in a different way But all the downward road. THE LOKD JESUS CHEIST. 41 2 How dreadful was the hour, When God our wanderings laid, And did at once his vengeance pour Upon the Shepherd's head ! 3 How glorious was the grace When Christ sustained the stroke! His life and blood the Shepherd pays A ransom for the flock. 4 But God shall raise his head O'er all the sons of men. And make him see a numerous seed, To recompense liis pain, 136 C. M. 1 There is a fountain filled with blood, Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains. 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day ; And there have I, as vile as he. Washed all my sins away. 3 Dear dying Lamb ! thy precious blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransomed church of God Be saved, to sin no more. 4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Kedeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die. 5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I'll sing thy power to save. When this poor lisping, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave. 137 1 Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed, And did my Sov'reign die ? Woixld he devote that sacred head For such a worm as I ? CM. 2 Was it for crimes that I had done, He groaned upon the tree? Amazing pity ! grace unknown I And love beyond degree ! 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, And shut his glories in, When God, the mighty Maker, died For man, the creature's sin. 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face, While his dear cross appears. Dissolve my heart in thankfulness. And melt my eyes to tears. 5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay The debt of love I owe ; Here, Lord, I give myself away, 'Tis all that I can do. 138 7s. 6 lines. 1 Go to dark Gethsemane, Ye that feel the tempter's power ! Your Redeemer's conflict see, W^atch with him one bitter hourj 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 sufl'ering, shame, or loss ; Learn of him 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 : "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 meets our eyes ; Saviour ! teach us so to rise. 42 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 139 7s. 6 lines. 1 Resting from his work to-day, In the tomb the Saviour lay ; Still he slept : from head to feet Shrouded in the winding sheet, Lying in the rock alone, Hidden by the sealed stone. 2 Late at even there was seen ' Watching long the Magdalene ; Early, ere the break of day, Sorrowful she took her way To the holy garden glade. Where her buried Lord was laid, 3 So with thee till life shall end I would solemn vigil spend ; Let me hew thee, Lord, a shrine In this rocky heart of mine. Where in pure embalm&d cell None but thee may ever dwell. 4 Myrrh and spices will I bring, True affection's offering ; Close the door from sight and sound Of the busy world around ; And in patient watch remain Till my Lord appear again,, 140 8s, 7s & 4s. 1 Hark ! the voice of love and mercy Sounds aloud from Calvary ; See ! it rends the rocks asunder. Shakes the earth and veils the sky • "It is finished!" Hear the dying Saviour cry. 2 "It is finished !"— Oh, what pleasure Do these charming words afford ! Heavenly blessings, without measure. Flow to us through Christ, the Lord : " It is finished !" Saints ! the dying words record. 8 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 I 141 8s & 7s. 1 In the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime. 2 When the woes of life o'ertake me, Hopes deceive, and fears annoy. Never shall the cross forsake me : Lo ! it glows with peace and joy. 3 When the sun of bliss is beaming Light and love upon my way, From the cross the radiance streaming Adds more lustre to the day. 4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, By the cross are sanctified. Peace is there, that knows no measure, Joys that through all time abide. 5 In the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time ; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime. 142 7s. 1 When, on Sinai's top, I see God descend in majesty. To proclaim his holy law. All my spirit sinks with awe. 2 When, in ccstacy sublime. Tabor's glorious steep I climb, At the too-transporting light. Darkness rushes o'er my sight. 3 When on Calvary I rest, God, in flesh made manifest. Shines in my Redeemer's face, Full of beauty, truth, and grace. THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 43 4 Here •would I for ever stay, Weep and gaze my soul away ; Thou art heaveu and earth to me, Lovely, mournful Calvary ! 143 1 " It is finished !" shall we raise Songs of sorrow, or of praise ? Mourn to see the Saviour die. Or proclaim his victory ? 2 If of Calvary we tell. How can songs of triumph swell ? If of man redeemed from woe, How shall notes of mourning flow? 3 Ours the guilt which pierced his side, Ours the sin for which he died ; But tlie blood which flowed that day Washed our sin and guilt away. 4 Lamb of God ! thy death hath given Pardon, peace, and hope of heaven; " It is finished !" let us raise Songs of thankfulness and praise. 144 1 Surely Christ thy griefs has borne ; Weeping soul, no longer mourn ; View him bleeding on the tree, Pouring out his life for thee. 2 Weary sinner, keep thine eyes On the atoning sacrifice ; There the incarnate Deity Numbered with transgressors see. 3 Cast thy guilty soul on him. Find him mighty to redeem ; At his feet thy burden lay. Look thy doubts and cares away. 4 Lord, thine arm must be revealed, Ere I can by faith be healed ; Since I scarce can look to thee, Cast, s, gracious eye on me. 7s. 145 1 B^roND where Cedron DWiol 8s & 6s. waters flow, old the sufFeriug Saviour go To sad Gethsemane ; His countenance is all divine, Yet grief appears in every line. 2 He bows beneath the sins of men ; He cries to God, and cries again, In sad Gethsemane ; He lifts his mournful eyes above : "My Father, can this cup remove?" 3 With gentle resignation still He yielded to his Father's will, In sad Gethsemane: " Behold me here, thine only Son ; And, Father, let thy will be done." 4 The Father heard ; and angels, there, Sustained the Son of God in prayer. In sad Gethsemane : He drank the dreadful cup of pain. Then rose to life and joy again. 5 When storms of sorrow round us sweep. And scenes of anguish make us weep. To sad Gethsemane We'll look, and see the Saviour there. And humbly bow like him in prayer. 146 L. M. 1 Soft be the gently breathing notes. That sing the Saviour's dying love ; Soft as the evening zephyr floats ; Soft as the tuneful lyres above ; 2 Soft as the morning dews descend, While the sweet lark exulting soars; So soft, to your Almighty Friend, Be every sigh your bosom pours. 3 Pure as the sun's enlivening ray. That scatters life and joy abroad ; Pure as the lucid car of day. That wide proclaims its Maker, God • 44 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 4 Pure as the breath of vernal skies ; So pure let our contrition be ; So purely let our love arise To him who bled upon the tree. 347 L. M. 1 When I survey the wondrous cross On which the Prince of glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, 5? 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. 5 See, — from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down : Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine. That were a present far too small ; Love, so amazing, so divine. Demands my soul, my life, my all. 148 L. M. 1 We sing the praise of him who died, Of him who died upon the cross ; The sinner's hope let men deride, For this we count the world but loss. 2 Inscribed upon the cross we see, In shining letters, — " God is Love ;" He bears our sins upon the tree. He brings us mercy from above. 3 The Cross! — it takes our guilt away. It holds the fainting spirit up ; It cheers with hope the gloomy day, And sweetens every bitter cup. 4 It makes the coward spirit brave. And nerves the feeble arm for fight ; It takes its terror from the grave, And gilds the bed of death with light. 5 The balm of life, the cure of woe. The measure and the pledge of lofe; The sinner's refuge here below. The angels' theme in heaven above. 149 7s & 6s. D. 1 SACRED Head, now wounded, With grief and shame weighed down, Now scornfully surrounded With thorns, thine only crown ; sacred Head, what glory. What bliss, till now was thine ! Yet though despised and gory, I joy to call thee mine. 2 Wbat thou, my Lord, hast suflFerei Was all for sinners' gain ; Mine, mine was the transgression But thine the deadly pain ; Lo, here I fall, my Saviour! 'Tis I deserve thy place ; Look on me with thy favor, Vouchsafe to me thy grace. 3 The joy can ne'er be spoken, Above all joys beside. When in thy body broken I thus with safety hide : My Lord of Life, desiring Thy glory now to see. Beside thy cross expiring, I'd breathe my soul to thee. 4 What language shall I borrow To thank thee, dearest Friend, For this thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end ? Oh, make me thine for ever; And should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never Outlive my love to thee ! 5 And when I am departing. Oh, part not thou from me! When mortal pangs are darting, Come, Lord, and set me freel THE LORD JESUS CHUIST. 45 And when my heart must languish .Amidst the tiiial throe, Release me from mine anguish, By thine own pain and woe ! 6 Be near me when I'm dying • Oh, show thy cross to me ! And for my succor flying, Come, Lord, and set me free ! These eyes, new faith receiving, From Jesus shall not move ; For he who dies believing. Dies safely, through thy love. 150 7s. 1 Jesus Christ is risen to-day. Alleluia ! Our triumphant holy day, Alleluia ! Who did once, upon the Cross, Alleluia ! Suffer to redeem our loss. Alleluia 2 Hymns of praise then let us sing, Alleluia ! Unto Christ our heavenly King, Alleluia ! Who endured the Cross and Grave, Alleluia ! Sinners to redeem and save. Alleluia ! 3 But the pain which he endured Alleluia ! Our salvation hath procured ; Alleluia ! Now above the sky he's King, Alleluia ! Where the angels ever sing. Alleluia ! 351 L. M. 1 Our Lord is risen from the dead ; Our Jesus is gone up on high ; The powers of hell are captive led, Dragged to the portals of the sky. 2 There his triumphal cfiariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay: "Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates! Ye everlasting doors ! give Avay. 3 " Loose all your bars of massy light. And wide unfold th' ethereal scene ; He claims these mansions as his right ; Receive the King of glory in." 4 " Who is the King of glory ?— who ?" " The Lord, that all our foes o'ercame. The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew ; And Jesus is the Conqueror's name." 5 Lo ! his triumphal chariot waits. And angels chant the solemn lay : " Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ! Ye everlasting doors ! give way." 6 "Who is the King of glory?— who?" " The Lord, of glorious power possessed ; The King of saints and angels too : God over all, for ever blessed." 152 L. M. 1 Saviour, who for man hast trod The winepress of the wrath of God, Ascend, and claim again on high Thy glory, left for us to die. 2 A radiant cloud is now thy seat. And earth lies stretched beneath thy feet ; Ten thousand thousands round thee sing, And share the triumph of their King. 3 The angel-host enraptured waits ; " Lift up your heads, eternal gates !" God-and-Man ! the Father's Throne Is now for evermore thine own. 4 Our great High Priest and Shepherd, thou Within the veil art entered noAv, To offer there thy precious Blood Once poured on earth a cleansing flood. 6 And thence the Church, thy chosen Bride, With countless gifts of gra( e supplied. 46 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. Through all her meinhers draws from thee Her hidden life of sanctity. 6 O Christ, our Lord, of thy dear care Thy lowly members heavenward bear ; Be ours with thee to suffer pain, With thee for evermore to reign. 7 All praise from every heart and tongue To thee, ascended Lord, be sung ; All praise to God the Father be And Holy Ghost eternally. 153 1 Angels, roll the rock away ! Death, yield up thy mighty prey ! See, the Saviour leaves the tomb, Glowing with immortal bloom. 2 Hark ! the wondering angels raise Louder notes of joyful praise ; Let the earth's remotest bound Echo with the blissful sound. 3 Saints on earth, lift up your eyes ; Now to glory see him rise In long triumph through the sky, Up to waiting worlds on high. 4 Heaven unfolds its portals wide ; Mighty Conqueror, through them ride ! King of glory, mount thy throne I Boundless empire is thine own. 5 Powers of heaven, seraphic choirs, Sing and sweep your golden lyres ; Sons of men, in humbler strain Sing your mighty Saviour's reign. 6 Every note with wonder swell, Sin o'erthrown, and captive hell ! Where, death, is now thy sting? Where thy terrors, vanquished king? 7s. 154 7s. 1 Hail the day Ih&t sees aim rise, Glorious, to his native skies 1 Christ, a while to mortals given, Enters now the gates of heaven. 2 There the glorious triumph waits : Lift your heads, eternal gates ! Christ hath vanquished death and sin; Take the King of glory in. 3 Still for us he intercedes. His prevailing death he pleads ; Near himself prepares our place, Great Forerunner of our race. 4 Master, will we ever say. Taken from our head to-day. See thy faithful servants, see. Ever gazing up to thee ! 5 Grant, though parted from our sight, High above yon azure height, Grant, our hearts may thither rise. Following thee beyond the skies ! 155 7s. 1 Christ the Lord is risen to-day. Sons of men and angels say : Raise your joys and triumphs high, Sing, ye heavens, and, earth, reply. 2 Love's redeeming work is done, Fought the fight, the battle won : Lo ! our Sun's eclii^se is o'er ; Lo ! he sets in blood no more. 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal ; Christ hath burst the gates of hell I Death in vain forbids his rise ; Christ hath opened Paradise! 4 Lives again our glorious King: Where, death, is now thy sting? Once he died, our souls to save : Where thy victory, gravo? 5 Soar we now where Christ has led, Following our exalted head ; Made like him, like him we rise : Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 47 156 7s. 1 Christ the Lord is risen again, Christ hath broken every chain ; Hark ! angelic voices cry, Singing evermore on high. Hallelujah! Praise the Lord ! 2 He who gave for us his life. Who for us endured the strife, Is our paschal Lamb to-day ! We, too, sing for joy, and say, Hallelujah! Praise the Lord I 3 He -who bore all pain and loss, Comfortless, upon the cross, Lives in glory now on high. Pleads for us and hears our cry : Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord ! 4 Now he bids us tell abroad How the lost may be restored, How the penitent forgiven. How we too may enter heaven ! Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord ! 157 7s. 1 Morning breaks upon the tomb, 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 ! 158 H. M. 1 Come, every pious heart, That loves the Saviour's name, Your noblest pow'rs exert 1 celebrate his fame ; Tell all above, and all below, The debt of love to him you owe. 2 He left his starry crown, And laid his robes aside, On wings of love came down, And wept, and bled, and died ; What he endured, oh, who can tell. To save our souls from death and hell ? 3 From the dark grave he rose, The mansion of the dead, And thence his mighty foes In glorious triumph led ; Up through the sky the conqueror rode, And reigns on high, the Saviour God. 4 Jesus, we ne'er can pay The debt we owe thy love ; Yet tell us how we may Our gratitude approve ; Our hearts, our all to thee we give ; The gift, though small, thou wilt receive. 159 H. M. 1 Yes, the Redeemer rose ; The Saviour left the dead ; And o'er our hellish foes High raised his conquering head ; In wild dismay, I Fall to the ground, The guards around I And sink away. 2 Lo ! the angelic bands In full assembly meet, To wait his high commands, And worship at his feet : Joyful they come, I From realms of day, And wing their way, 1 To Jesus' tomb. 3 Then back to heaven they fly And the glad tidings bear. Hark ! as they soar on high. What music fills the air ! Their anthems say, i Hath left the dead ; " Jesus, who bled, | He rose to-day." 48 THE LORD JESUS CHEIST. 4 Ye mortals ! catch the sound, Redeemed by him from hell ; And send the echo round The globe, on which you dwell! Transported, cry, I Hath left the dead, " Jesus, who bled, I No more to die." 6 All hail ! triumphant Lord ! Who sav'st us with thy blood ; Wide be thy name adored, Thou rising, reigning God! With thee we rise, I And empires gain With thee we reign, I Beyond the skies. 160 C. L. M. 1 How calm and beautiful the morn. That gilds the sacred tomb, Where Christ the crucified was borne. And veiled in midnight gloom ! Oh, weep no more the Saviour slain, The Lord is risen, he lives again. 2 Ye mourning saints, dry every tear For your departed Lord, "Behold the place, he is not here !" The tomb is all unbarred : The gates of death were closed in vain, The Lord is risen, he lives again. 3 Now cheerful to tlie house of prayer, Your early footsteps bend ; The Saviour will himself be there, Your advocate and friend : Once by the law your hopes were slain. But now in Christ ye live again. 4 How tranquil now the rising day ! 'Tis Jesus still appears, A risen Lord, to chase away Your unbelieving fears : Oh, weep no more your comforts slain, The Lord is risen, he lives again. 5 And when the shades of evening fall, When life's last hour draws nigh, If Jesus shines upon the soul, How blissful then to die I Since lie hath risen that once was slain, Ye die in Christ to live again. 161 8s & 7s. D. 1 Hark ! ten thousand harps and voices Sound the notes of praise above ; Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices ; Jesus reigns, the God of love : See, he sits on yonder throne ; Jesus rules the world alone. Cho. Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah. Amen. 2 King of glory ! reign for ever ; Thine an everlasting crown; Nothing, from thy love, shall sever Those whom thou hast made thine own ; Happy objects of thy grace, Destined to behold thy face. 3 Saviour ! hasten thine appearing ; Bring, oh, bring the glorious day When the awful summons hearing. Heaven and earth shall pass away ; Then, with golden harps, we'll sing, " Glory, glory to our King !" 162 C. M. 1 I KNOW that my Redeemer lives, And ever prays for me : A token of his love he gives, A pledge of liberty. 2 I find him lifting up my head ; He brings salvation near : His presence makes me free indeed, And he will soon appear. 3 He wills that I should holy be : What can withstand his will? The counsel of his grace in me He surely shall fulfill. 4 Jesus, I hang upon thy word : I steadfastly believe Thou wilt return, and claim me. Lord, And to thyself receive. THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 49 163 C. M. 1 With joy we meditate the grace Of our High-Priest above; His heart is made of teuderness, His bowels melt with love. 2 Touched with a sympathy within, He knows our feeble frame ; He knows what sore temptations mean, For he has felt the same. 3 But spotless, innocent, and pure, The great Redeemer stood ; 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. P Then let our humble faith address His mercy and his power ; We shall obtain delivering grace, In the distressing hour. 164 C. M. 1 Now let our cheerful eyes survey Our great High-Priest above ; And celebrate his constant care, Aud sympathetic love. 2 Though raised to a superior throna. Where angels bow around, Aud 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. 5 So, gracious Saviour ! on my breast, May thy dear name be worn, A sacred ornament and guard. To endless ages borne. 165 C. ]VL 1 Arise, ye people, and adore, Exulting strike the chord ; Let all the earth, from shore to shore, Confess the Almighty Lord. 2 Glad shouts aloud, wide echoing round, The ascending God proclaim ; The angelic choir respond the sound. And shake creation's frame. 3 They sing of death and hell o'erthrown In that triumphant hour : And God exalts his conquering Son To his right hand of power. 4 Oh, shout, ye people, and adore. Exulting strike the chord; Let all the earth, from shore to shore. Confess the Almighty Lord. 166 c. M, 1 Behold the glories of the Lamb, Amid his Father's throne ; Prepare new honors for his name, And songs before unknown. 2 Let elders worship at his feet, The church adore around, Wiih vials full of odors sweet, And harps of sweeter sound. 3 Now to the Lamb that once was slain. Be endless blessings paid ! Salvation, glory, joy remain For ever on thy head ! 4 Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood. Hast set the prisoners free. Hast made us kings and priests to God, Aud we shall reign with thee. 50 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. C. M. 167 1 HosANNA to the Prince of light, That clothed himself in clay ; Entered the iron gates of death, And tore the bars away. 2 See how the Conqueror mounts aloft, And to his Father flies, With scars of honor in his flesh, And triumph in his eyes. 3 Raise your devotion, mortal tongues. To reach his blest abode : Sweet be the accents of your songs To our incarnate God. 4 Bright angels ! strike your loudest strings, Your sweetest voices raise ; Let heaven, and all created things, Sound our Immauuel's praise. 168 C. M. 1 The head, that once was crowned with thorns, Is crowned with glory now ; A royal diadem adorns The mighty Victor's brow. 2 The highest place that heaven affords Is his — is his by right, — The King of kings, and Lord of lords. And heaven's eternal Light. 3 The joy of all who dwell above, The joy of all below. To whom he manifests his love. And grants his name to know, 4 To them the cross, with all its shame, With all its grace, is given ; Their name, an everlasting name, Their joy, the joy of heaven. B They sufFer with their Lord below, They reign with him above, Their profit and their joy to know The mystery of his love. 6 The cross lie bore is life and health, Though shame and death to him: His people's hope, his people's wealth. Their everlasting theme. 169 C. M. 1 Jesus, our hope, our heart's desire, Redemption's only spring. Creator of the world art thou, Its Saviour and its King. 2 How vast the mercy and the love, Which laid our sins on thee, And led thee to a cruel death, To set thy people free ! 3 But now the bonds of death are burst, The ransom has been paid ; And thou art on thy Father's throne. In glorious robes arrayed. 4 Oh, may thy mighty love prevail Our sinful souls to spare ! Oh, may we stand around thy throne. And see thy glory there ! 5 Jesus, our only joy be thou, As thou our prize wilt be ; In thee be all our glory now And through eternity. 6 All praise to thee who dost ascend Triumphantly to heaven ; All praise to God the Father's Name, And lloly Ghost be given. 170 8s & 73. 1 Christ, above all glory seated. King eternal, strong to save. To thee death, by death defeated. Triumph high and glory gave. 2 Thou art gone where now is given What no mortal might could gain. On the eternal throne of heaven, In thy Father's power to reign. THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 51 3 There thy kingdoms all adore thee, Heaven above and earth below, While the depths of hell before thee Trembling and defeated bow. 4 We, O Lord, with hearts adoring, Follow thee above the sky ; Hear our prayers thy grace imploring, Lift our souls to thee on high. 5 So when thou again in glory On the clouds of heaven shalt shine, We thy flock may stand before thee, Owned for evermore as thine. 171 8s & 7s. 1 Jesv'S, hail ! enthroned in glory, There for ever to abide ; All the heavenly hosts adore thee, Seated at thy Father's side. 2 There for sinners thou art i:»leading, There thou dost our place prepare; Ever for us interceding Till in glory we appear. 3 Worship, honor, power, and blessing, Thou art worthy to receive: Loudest praises, without ceasing. Meet it is for us to give. 172 8s & 7s. 1 Hail, thou once despised Jesus ! HaU, thou Galilean King ! Thou didst suffer to release us, Thou didst free salvation bring. 2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, All our sins on thee were laid ; By almighty love anointed, Thou hast full atonement made. 3 All thy people are forgiven. Through the virtue of thy blood; Opened is the gate of heaven, Peace is made 'twixt man and God. 173 8s & 7s. D. 1 Mighty God ! while angels bless thee, May a mortal lisp thy name ? Lord of men, as well as angels ! Thou art every creature's theme . Lord of every land and nation ! Ancient of eternal days! Sounded through the wide creation, Be thy just and awful praise. 2 For the grandeur of thy nature. Grand, beyond a seraph's thought ; For the wonders of creation. Works witli skill and kindness wrought ; For thy providence that governs Through thine empire's wide domain, Wings an angel, guides a sparrow ; Blessed be thy gentle reign. 3 For thy rich, thy free redemption, Bright, though veiled in darkness long, Thought is poor, and poor expression ; Who can sing that wondrous song? Brightness of the Father's glory ! Shall thy praise unuttered lie? Break, my tongue ! such guilty silence, Sing the Lord who came to die: 4 From the highest throne of glory. To the cross of deepest woe, Came to ransom guilty captives ! Flow, my praise ! for ever flow : Eeascend, immortal Saviour ! Leave thy footstool, take thy throne ; Then return and reign for ever ; Be the kingdom all thine own ! 174 & 7s. D. Ceo'O'X his head with endless blessing, Who in God the Father's name. With compassions never ceasing. Comes salvation to proclaim. Hail, ye saints, who know his favor, Who within his gates are found ; Hail, ye saints, the exalted Saviour, Let his courts with praise resound. 52 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. Jesus, thee our Saviour hailing, Thee our God in praise we own; Highest honors, never failing. Rise eternal round thy throne; Now. ye saints, his power confessing, In your grateful strains adore; For his mercy, never ceasing. Flows, and flows for evermore. 175 L. M. 1 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun Does his successive journeys run ; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 2 For him shall endless prayer be made, And endless praises crown his head; His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise With every morning sacritice. 3 People and realms of every tongue Dwell on his love with sweetest song, And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on liis name. 4 Blessings abound where'er he reigns, The prisoner leaps to lose his chains. The w^eary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are blest. 5 Let every creature rise and bring Peculiar honors to our King; Angels descend with songs again. And earth repeat the loud Amen. 176 L. M. 1 Lord, when thou didst ascend on high, Ten thousand angels filled the sky ; Those heavenly guards around thee wait. Like chariots that attend thy state. 2 Not Sinai's mountain could appear More glorious when the Lord was there ; While he pronounced his holy law, And struck the chosen tribes with awe. 3 How bright the triumph none can tell, When the rebellious powers of hell. That thousand souls had captive made, Were all in chains, like captives, led. 4 Eaised by his Father to the throne, He sent the promised Spirit down With gifts and grace for rebel men, That God might dwell on earth again. 177 L. M 1 He lives, the great Redeemer lives ; What joy the blest assurance gives! And now, before his Father, God, Pleads the full merits 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 For us he prayed, for us he taught, For us his daily works he wrought, By words, and signs, and actions, thus Still seeking not himself, but us. 4 For us to wicked men betrayed, Scourged, mocked, in purjile robe arrayed, He bore the shameful cross and death ; For us at length gave up his breath. 5 For us he rose from death again. For us he went on high to reign. For us he sent his Spirit here To guide, to strengthen, and to cheer. 178 L. M. 1 With transport. Lord, our souls proclaim The immortal honors of thy name ; Although ascended to thy throne. Thou still art present with thine own. 2 High on his Father's royal seat. Our Jesus shone divinely great ; Ere Adam's clay with life was warmed, Or Gabriel's nobler 3pirit formed. THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 63 8 Through all succeeding ages, he The same hath beeu, the same shall be ; Immortal radiance gilds his head, While stars and suns wax old, and fade. 4 The same his power his flock to guard ; The same his bounty to reward ; The same his faithfulness and love, To saints on earth and saints above. 5 Let nature change, and sink, and die ; Jesus shall raise his chosen high ; And fix them near his heavenly throne, In glory changeless as his own. 179 S. M. D. 1 1 WAS a wandering sheep, I did not love the fold, I did not love my Shepherd's voice, I would not be controlled : I was a wayward child, I did not love my home, I did not love my Father's voice, I loved afar to roam. 2 The Shepherd sought his sheep. The Father sought his child: He followed me o'er vale and hill. O'er deserts waste and wild : He found me nigh to death, Famished, and faint, and lone ; He bound me with the bands of love, He saved the wandering one. 3 Jesus my Shepherd is ; 'Twas he that loved my soul, 'Twas he that washed me in his blood, 'Twas he that made me whole : 'Twas he that sought the lost, That found the wandering sheep ; 'Twas he that brought me to the fold, 'Tis he that still doth keep. 4 No more a wandering sheep, I love to be controlled, I love my tender Shepherd's voice, I love the peaceful fold : No more a wayward child, I seek no more to roam ; I love my heavenly Father's voice, I love, I love his home ! 180 S. M. D. 1 Jesus, my Strength, my Hope ! On thee I cast my care ; With humble confidence look up, And know thou hearest my prayer ; Give me on thee to wait, Till I can all things do ; On thee, — almighty to create, Almighty to renew. 2 I rest upon thy word ; The promise is for me ; My succor and salvation. Lord, Shall surely come from thee ; But let me still abide, Nor from my hope remove. Till thou my patient spirit guide Into thy perfect love. 3 I want a sober mind, A self-renouncing will, That tramples down, and casts behind, The baits of pleasing ill ; A soul inured to pain. To hardship, grief, and loss ; Bold to take up, firm to sustain, The consecrated cross, 4 I want a godly fear, A quick discerning eye, That looks to thee when sin is near, And sees the tempter fly ; A spirit still prepared. And armed with jealous care; For ever standing on its guard, And watching unto prayer. 181 L. M. 1 Jesus, the Shepherd of the sheep, Thy little flock in safety keep. The flock for which thou cai lest from heaven, The flock for which thy life was given. 64 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 2 Thou sawest them wandering far from thee, Secure, as if from danger free ; Thy love did all their wanderings trace, And brought them to a wealthy place. 3 Oh, guard thy sheep from beasts of prey, And guide them that tliey never stray ; Cherish the young, sustain the old. Let none be feeble in thy fold. 4 Secure them from the scorching beam, And lead them to the living stream ; In verdant pastures let them lie, And watch them with a Shepherd's eye ! 5 Oh, may thy sheep discern thy voice. And in its sacred sound rejoice ; From strangers may they ever flee, And know no other guide but thee ! 6 Lord, bring thy sheep that wander yet, And let the number be complete, Then let thy flock from earth remove, And gather in the fold above. 182 L. M. 1 Jesus, the sinner's Friend ! to thee. Lost and undone, for aid I flee ; Weary of earth, myself, and sin. Open thine arms, and take me in. 2 Pity and heal my sin-sick soul, 'Tis thou alone canst make me whole ; I cannot rest till thou art mine, Until in me thine image shine. 8 At last I own it cannot be That I should fit myself for thee, Here then, to thee, I all resign : Thine is the work, and only thine, 4 "What shall I say, thy grace to move ? Lord ! I am sin, but thou art love ; I give up every plea beside ; Lord ! I'm condemned, but thou, hast died. 183 L. M. 1 When sins and fears prevailing r.se. And fainting hope almost expires, Jesus ! to thee I lift mine eyes. To thee I breathe my soul's desires. 2 If my immortal Saviour lives. Then my immortal life is sure ; His word a firm foundation gives ; Here let me build, and rest secure. 3 Here let my faith unshaken dwell, For ever firm the promise stands ; Not all the powers of earth and hell Can e'er dissolve the sacred bands. 4 Here, my soul ! thy trust repose ; If Jesus is for ever mine, Not death itself— that last of foes — Shall break a union so divine. 184 L. M. 1 Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone, He whom I fix my hopes upon ; His track I see, and I'll pursue The narrow way, till him I view. 2 The way the holy prophets went. The road that leads from banishment, The King's highway of holiness, I'll go ; for all his paths are peace. 3 This is the way I long have sought. And mourned because I found it not ; My grief, my burden long has been, Because I could not cease from sin. 4 The more I strove against its power I sinned and stumbled but the more ; Till late I heard my Saviour say, " Come hither, soul ! I am the way." 5 Lo ! glad I come ! and thou, blest Lamb I Sluilt take me to thee as I am ; Nothing but sin I thee can give; Nothing but love shall I receive. THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 55 6 Then -will I tell to sinners, round What a dear Saviour I have found ; I'll point to thy redeeming blood, And say. Behold the way to God ! 185 L. M. 1 HOLY Saviour, Friend unseen, Since on thine arm thou bidst me lean, Help me, throughout life's varying scene, By faith to cling to thee,— to thee. 2 Blest with this fellowship divine. Take what thou wilt, I'll ne'er repine ; E'en as the branches to the vine. My soul would cling to thee, — to thee. 3 Far from my home, fatigued, oppressed, Here have I found a place of rest; An exile still, yet not unblest, While I can cling to thee, — to thee. 4 Wliat though the world deceitful prove, And earthly friends and hopes remove? With patient,uncomplaining love Still would I cling to thee,— to thee. 5 Oft, when I seem to tread alone Some barren waste, with thorns o'ergrown, Thy voice of love, in gentlest tone. Whispers, " Still cling to me, — to me." 6 Though faith a-nd hope may long be tried, I ask not, need not, aught beside; How safe, how calm, how satisfied. The souls that cling to thee,— to thee ! 186 L. M. 1 O Love Divine ! that stooped to share Our shari>est pang, our bitterest tear, On thee we cast each earth-born care. We smile at pain while thou art near. i Though long the weary way we tread, And sorrow crown each lingering year. No path we shun, no darkness dread. Our heart still whispering, thou art near. 3 On thee we fling our burdening woe. Love Divine, for ever dear ; Content to suffer while we know, Living or dying, thou art near. 187 L. M. 1 THOU, the contrite sinner's Friend, Who loving, lov'st them to the end ! On this alone my hopes depend. That thou wilt plead for me,— for me. 2 When, weary in the Christian race, Far off appears my resting-place. And fainting I mistrust thy grace, Then, Saviour ! plead for me,— for me. 3 ^Tien I have erred and gone astray, Afar from thine and wisdom's way, And see no glimmering guiding ray, Still, Saviour ! plead for me,— for me. 4 When Satan, by my sins made bold, Strives from thy cross to loose my hold, Then, with thy pitying arms, enfold. And plead, oh, plead for me,— for me. 5 And, when my dying hour draws near, Darkened with anguish, guilt and fear, Then to my fainting sight appear, Pleading in heaven for me, — for me. 6 When the full light of heavenly day Eeveals my sins in dread array, Say thou hast washed them all away: Oh, say thou plead'st for me, — for me. 188 L. M 1 THOU, to whose all-searching sight The darkness shineth as the light ! Search, prove my heart ; it pants for thee ; Oh, burst these bonds, and set it free. 2 Wash out its stains, refine its dross; Nail my affections to the cross ; Hallow each thought ; let all within Be clean, as thou, my Loid ! art clean. 56 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 3 If in this darksome wild I stray, Be thou my Light, be thou my Way ; No foes, no violence I fear. No harm, while thou, my God, art near. 4 When rising floods my soul o'erflow, When sinks my heart in waves of woe, Jesus ! thy timely aid impart, And raise my head and cheer my heart. 5 Saviour ! where'er thy steps I see, Dauntless, untired, I follow thee; Oh, let thy hand support me still, And lead me to thy holy hill. 189 C. M. 1 How sad our state by nature is ! Our sin, how deep it stains ! And Satan binds our captive minds Fast in his slavish chains. 2 But there's a voice of sovereign grace Sounds from tlie sacred word : " Ho ! ye despairing sinners ! come, And trust upon the Lord." 3 My soul obeys the almighty call, And 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 stains 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. 190 C. M. 1 Jesus ! thou art the sinner's Friend ; As such I look to thee ; Now, in the fullness of thy love, O Lord ! remember me. 2 Remember thy pure word of grace, Remember Calvary, Remember all tJiy dying groans, And then remem)>er me. 3 Thou wondrous Advocate with God I I yield myself to thee; Whi^e thou art sitting on thy throne, Dear Lord ! remember me. 4 Lord ! I am guilty, I am vile, But thy salvation's free ; Then, in thine all-abounding grace, Doar Lord ! remember me, 5 And when I close my eyes in death, When creature-helps all flee. Then, my dear Redeemer God 1 I pray, remember me. 191 C. M. 1 Jesus, Saviour of the lost, My liock and Hiding-place, By storms of sin and sorrow tost, I seek thy sheltering grace. 2 Guilty, forgive me. Lord ! I cry ; Pursued by foes, I come ; A sinner, save me, or I die — An outcast, take me home. 3 Once safe in thine almighty arms, Let storms come on amain ; There danger never, never harms; There death itself is gain. 4 And when I stand before thy throne. And all thy glories see. Still be my righteousness alone To hide myself in thee. 192 8s & 6s. 1 Just as I am, without one plea. But that thy blood was shed for me, And that thou bidst me come to thee, Lamb of God, I come! I cornel THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 67 2 Just as I am, and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot, To thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot, Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 3 Just as I am, though tossed about With many a conflict, many a doubt, '^ Fightings and fears within, without, O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 4 Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind, Sight, riches, healing of the mind, Yea, all I need, in thee to find, Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 5 Just as I am, thou wilt receive, Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve : Because thy promise I believe, O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 6 Just as I am, thy love unknown Ilath broken every barrier down ; Now, to be thine, yea, thine alone, Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 193 L. M. 1 Lord ! take my heai't and let it be For ever closed to all but thee ; Seal thou my breast, and let me wear That pledge of love for ever there. 2 How blest are they who still abide Close sheltered in thy bleeding side, Who thence their life and strength derive, And by thee move and in thee live ! 8 What are our works but sin and death Till thou thy quickening Spirit breathe? Thou giv'st the power thy grace to move ; Oh, wondrous grace! Oh, boundless love ! ft How can it be, thou heavenly King ! That thou shouldst us to glory bring? Make slaves the partners of thy throne, Decked with a never-fading crown ? 5 Hence our hearts melt ; our eyes o'erflow ; Our words are lost; nor will we know, Nor will we think of aught beside — My Lord, my Love, is crucified ! 194 L. M. 1 I LOVE, I love thee. Lord most high ! Because thou first hast lov6d me ; I seek no other liberty But that of being bound to thee. 2 May memory no thought suggest But shall to thy pure glory tend, My understanding find no rest Except in thee, its only end. 3 All mine is thine ; say but the word, Whate'er thou wiliest shall be done ; I know thy love, all-gracious Lord ! I know it seeks my good alone. 4 Apart from thee all things are naught ; Then grant, O my supremest Bliss ! Grant me to love thee as I ought ; Thou givest all in giving this. 195 L. M. 1 Jesus ! thy boundless love to me No thought can reach, no tongue declare ; Unite my thankful heart to thee. And reign without a rival there. 2 Thy love, how cheering is its ray ! All pain before its presence flies ; Care, anguish, sorrow, melt aAvay Where'er its healing beams arise. 3 Oh, let thy love my soul inflame. And to thy service sweetly bind ! Tranfuse it through my inmost frame. And mould me wholly to thy mind. 4 Thy love, in sufferings, be my peace : Thy love, in weakness, make me strong , And when the storms of life shall cease, Thy love shall be in heaven my song. 58 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 196 L. M. 1 Oh, that my load of sin were gone ! Oh, that I could at last submit At Jesus' feet to lay it down — To lay my soul at Jesus' feet ! 2 Rest for my soul I long to find ; Saviour 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 Fain would I learn of thee, my God! Thy light and easy burden prove, The cross, all stained with hallowed blood, The labor of thy dying love. 5 I would, but thou must give the power, My heart from every sin release ; Bring near, bring near, the joyful hour, And fill me with thy perfect peace. 6 Come, Lord ! the drooping sinner cheer, Nor let thy chariot wheels delay ; Appear, in my poor heart appear ! My God, my Saviour ! come away ! 197 L. M. 1 There is none other name than thine, Jehovah Jesus ! name divine. On which to rest for sins forgiven. For peace with God, for hope of heaven. 2 There is none other name than thine, When care and fears and griefs are mine, That with a gracious power can heal Each care and fear and grief I feel. 3 There is none ofhor name than thine, When called my spirit to resign, To bear me through that latest strife, And e'en in death to be my life. 4 Name above every name! thy praise Shall fill the remnant of my days; Jehovah Jesus ! name divint , Rock of salvation, thou art mine. 198 L. M. 1 Deep are the wounds which sin hath made ; Where shall the sinner find a cui'e? In vain, alas ! is nature's aid ; The work exceeds all nature's power. 2 Sin, like a raging fever, reigns With fatal strength in every part ; The dire contagion fills the veins, And spreads its poison to the heart. 3 And can no sovereign balm be found ? And is no kind physician nigh To ease the pain and heal the wound, Ere life and hope for ever fly ? 4 There is a great Physician near; Look up, O fainting soul ! and live ; See, in his heavenly smiles appear Such ease as nature cannot give, 5 See, in the Saviour's dying blood Life, healtli and bliss abundant flow ; 'Tis only this dear sacred flood Can ease thy pain and heal thy woe. 199 L. M. 1 Behoi.d the sin-atoning Lamb, With wonder, gratitude and love; To take away our guilt and shame. Sec him descending from above. 2 Our sins and griefs on hira were laid * He meekly bore the mighty load ; Our ransom-price he fully paid. In groans and tears, in SAveat and blool 3 To save a guilty world he dies; Sinners, behold the bleeding Lamb! To him lift u}) your longing eyes. And hope for mercy in his name. THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 59 4 Pardon and peace through him abound ; He can the richest blessings give ; Salvation in his name is found ; He bids the dying sinner live. 6 Jesus, my Lord, I look to thee ; Where else can helpless sinners go? Thy boundless love shall set me free From all my wretchedness and woe. ^00 L. M. 1 Jesus ! engrave it on my heart That thou the one thing needful art ; I could from all things parted be, But never, never, Lord, from thee. 2 Needful is thy most precious blood To reconcile my soul to God, Needful is thy indulgent care. Needful thy all-prevailing prayer. 3 Needful thy presence, dearest Lord, True peace and comfort to afford. Needful thy promise, to impart Fresh life and vigor to my heart. 4 Needful art thou, my Guide, my Stay, Through all life's dark and weary way ; Nor less in death thou'lt needful be To bring my spirit home to thee. 5 Then needful still, my God, my King, Thy name eternally I'll sing ! Glory and praise be ever his, The one thing needful Jesus is ! 201 L. M. 1 Jesus, the spring of joys divine AVlience all our hopes and comforts flow, Jesus, no other name but thine Can save' us from eternal woe. 2 In vain would boasting reason find The way to happiness and God ; Her weak directions leave the mind Bewildered in a dubious road. 3 No other name will heaven approve ; Thou art the true, the living way, Ordained by everlasting love. To the bright realms of endless day. 4 Safe lead us through this world of night And bring us to the blissful plains. The regions of unclouded light. Where perfect joy for ever reigns. 202 L. M. 1 Complete in thee ! no work of mine May take, dear Lord, the place of thine ; Thy blood has pardon bought for me, And I am now complete in thee. 2 Complete in thee ! no more shall sin Thy grace has conquered reign within ; Thy voice will bid the tempter flee, And I shall stand complete in thee. 3 Complete in thee ! each want supplied, And no good thing to me denied ; Since thou my portion, Lord, wilt be, I ask no more, complete in thee. 4 Dear Saviour ! when, before thy bar. All tribes and tongues assembled are, Among thy chosen may I be At thy right hand, complete in thee. 203 L. M, 1 Jesus demands this heart of mine. Demands my wish, my joy, my care ; But, ah ! how dead to things divine, How cold, my best affections are ! 2 'Tis sin, alas ! with dreadful power, Divides my Saviour from my sight ; Oh, for one happy, shining hour Of sacred freedom, sweet delight ! 3 Oh, let thy love shine forth and raise My captive powers from sin and death, And fill my heart and life with praise, And tune my last expr ing breath. 60 THE LORD JESUS CHKIST. 204 L. M. 1 Oh, that I could for ever dwell With Mary at the Saviour's feet, And view the form I love so well, And all his tender words repeat. 2 The world shut out from all my soul. And heaven brought in with all its bliss ; Oh, is there aught, from pole to pole, One moment, to compare with this ? 3 This is the hidden life I prize— A life of penitential love; When most my follies I despise, And raise my higliest thoughts above ; 4 When all I am I clearly see. And freely own, with deepest shame; When the Redeemer's love to me Kindles within a deathless flame. 6 Thus would I live till nature fail. And all my former sins forsake ; Then rise to God, within the veil. And of eternal joys partake. 205 L. M. 1 Thou only Sovereign of my heart, My Refuge, my almighty Friend, How can my soul from thee depart, On whom alone my hopes depend? 2 Whither, ah ! whither, shall I go, A wretched wanderer from my Lord ? Can this dark world of sin and woe One glimpse of happiness afford? 3 Thy name my inmost powers adore, Thou art my life, my joy, ray care; Depart from thee ! 'tis death, 'tis more, 'Tis endless ruin, deep despair 1 4 Low at thy feet my soul would lie. Here safety dwells and peace divine ; Still let me live beneath thine eye, For life, eternal life, is thine. 206 L. ML 1 Ah, wretched, vile, ungrateful heart, That can from Jesus thus depart, Thus, fond of trifles, vainly rove. Forgetful of a Saviour's love ! 2 In vain I charge my thoughts to stay. And chide each vanity away ; There's naught beneath a power divine That can this roving heart confine. 3 Jesus ! to thee I would return. At thy dear feet, repentant, mourn ; There let me view thy pardoning love. And never from thy sight remove. 4 Oh, let thy love, with sweet control, Bind all the passions of my soul ; Bid every vanity depart. And dwell for ever in my heart. 207 L. M. 1 Not yet, ye people of his grace, Ye see your Saviour face to face ; Not yet rejoicing eyes ye bring Unto the glory of your King. 2 Ye follow in his steps below, Along his thorny way ye go. Ye stand his bitter cross beside, Ye cling to him, the Crucified. 3 Upon his grace ye banquet here ; Ye know him true, ye feel him near ; The balm of his dear blood ye bless ; Ye wear his robe of righteousness. 4 But greater shall the wonder grow, But mightier shall the joy o'erflow; Upon your Lord ye yet shall gaze And look your love and sweet amaze. 5 Oh, make me meet for joy like this! Oh, grant me grace to bear the bliss! To set my heart on thee )elow, Nor other lord or lovo to know. TPLE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 61 6 Then shall I set mine eyes on thee ; The King in all his beauty see; And gazing on for evermore, Glow with the beauty I adore. 208 L. M. 1 Now I resolve with all my heart, With all my powers, to serve the Lord, Nor from his precepts e'er depart Whose service is a rich reward, 2 Oh, be this service all my joy! Around let my example shine, Till others love the blest employ. And join in labors so divine. 3 Be this the purpose of my soul, My solemn, my determined, choice. To yield to his supreme control, And in his kind commands rejoice. 4 Oh, may I never faint nor tire, Nor wandering leave his sacred ways ; Great God ! accept my soul's desire. And give me strength to live thy praise. 209 L. M. 1 My gracious Lord ! I own thy right To every service I can pay ; And call it my supreme delight To hear thy dictates and obey. 2 Wliat is my being but for thee. Its sure support, its noblest end. Thine ever-smiling face to see. And serve the cause of such a Friend ? 3 I would not breathe for worldly joy, Or to increase my worldly good ; Nor future days or powers employ To spread a sounding name abroad. 4 'T is to my Saviour I would live. To him who for my ransom died ; Nor could untainted Eden give Such bliss 33 blossoms at his side. 5 His work my hoary age shall bless When youthful vigor is no more, And my last hour of life confess His dying love, his saving power. 210 L. M. 1 Oh, happy day that fixed my choice On thee, my Saviour and my God ! Well may this glowing heart rejoice, And tell its raptures all abroad. 2 Oh, happy bond that seals my vows To him who merits all my love ! Let cheerful anthems fill his house While to that sacred shrine I move. 3 'Tis done — the great transaction's done; I am my Lord's, and he is mine ; He drew me, and I followed on. Rejoiced to own the call divine. 4 Now rest, my long-divided heart ! Fixed on this blissful centre, rest ; Here have I found a nobler part. Here heavenly pleasures fill my breast. 5 High heaven, that hears the solemn vow, That vow renewed shall daily hear ; Till in life's latest hour I bow, And bless in death a bond so dear. 211 L. M. 1 Lord ! I am thine, entirely thine. Purchased and saved by blood divine ; With full consent thine I would be. And own thy sovereign right in me. 2 Grant one poor sinner more a place Among the children of thy grace : A wretched sinner lost to God, But ransomed by Immanuel's blood. 3 Thee my new Master now I call. And consecrate to thee my all ; Thine would I live, thine would I die, Be thine through all eternity. 62 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 212 L. M. 1 FORTir in thy name, Lord ! I go, My daily labor to pursue, Thee, only thee, resolved to know, In all I think or speak or do. 2 Give me to bear thine easy yoke. And every moment watch and pray, And still to things eternal look. And hasten to thy glorious day. 3 Fain would I still for thee employ Whate'er thy bounteous grace hath given. And run my course with even joy. And closely walk with thee to heaven, 213 L. M. 1 And dost thou say, "Ask what thou wilt" ? Lord ! I would seize the golden hour ; I pray to be released from guilt, And freed from sin and Satan's power. 2 More of thy presence, Lord ! impart ; More of thine image let me bear ; Erect thy throne within my heart, And reign without rival there. 3 Give me to read my pardon sealed, And from thy joy to draw my strength. To have thy boundless love revealed In all its height and breadth and length. 4 Grant these requests ; I ask no more, But to thy care the rest resign ; Sick or in health or rich or poor, All shall be well if thou art mine. 214 L. M. 1 Let me but hear my Saviour say, " Strength shall be equal to thy day ;" Then I rejoice in deep distress, Leaning on all-sufficient grace. 2 I glory in infirmity. That Christ's own power may rest on me ; When I am weak, then am I strong; Grace is my shield, and Christ my song. 3 I can 5o all things, or can bear All sufferings, if my Lord be there ; Sweet pleasures mingle with the pains While his kind hand my soul sustains. 215 L. M. 1 So let our lips and lives express The holy gospel we profess ; So let our works and virtues shine To prove the doctrine all divine. 2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad The honors of our Saviour God, When his salvation reigns within, And grace subdues the power of sin. 3 Religion bears our spirits up, While we expect that blessed hope, The bright appearance of the Lord, And faith stands leaning on his word. 216 L. M 1 My dear Redeemer and my Lord I I read my duty in thy word ; But in thy life the law appears Drawn out in living characters. 2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, Such deference to thy Father's will. Such love, and meekness so divine, I would transcribe and make them mina 3 Cold mountains and the midnight air Witnessed the fervor of thy prayer ; The desert thy temptations knew. Thy conflict and thy victory too, 4 Be thou my pattern ; make me bear IVIore of thy gracious image here ; Then God the Judge shall own my name, Among the followers of the Lamb. 217 1 In evil long I took delight, Unawed by shame or fear, Till a new object struck my sight And stopped my wild career. CM. THE LORD JESUS CHEIST. 83 2 I saw One banging on a tree In a jonies and blood, Who fixed his languid eyes on me As near his cross I stood. 8 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, 4 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. 5 Alas ! I knew not what I did ! But now my tears are vain : Where shall my trembling soul be hid ? For I the Lord have slain ! 3 A second look he gave, which said, " I freely all forgive ; This blood is for thy ransom paid, I die that thou mayst live." 7 Thus, while his death my sin displays In all its blackest hue. Such is the mystery of grace, It seals my pardon too. 218 C. M. 1 Oh, may my heart, by grace renewed, Be ray Redeemer's throne ; And be my stubborn will subdued, His government to own. 2 Let deep repentance, faith and love Be joined with godly fear. And all my conversation prove My heart to be sincere. 3 Preserve me from the snares of sin Through my remaining days. And in me let each virtue shine To my Redeemer's praise. 4 Let lively hope my soul inspire ; Let warm affections rise ; And may I wait with strong desire To mount above the skies ! 219 C. M. 1 Dkar Saviour ! when my thoughts recall The wonders of thy grace, Low at thy feet, ashamed, I fall, And hide this wretched face. 2 Shall love like thine be thus repaid? Ah, vile, ungrateful heart ! By earth's low cares so oft betrayed From Jesus to depart. 3 Oh, while I breathe to thee, my Lord, The penitential sigh. Confirm the kind, forgiving word. With pity in thine eye ! 220 C. M. 1 Prostrate, dear Jesus, at thy feet A guilty rebel lies. And upward to thy mercy-seat Presumes to lift his eyes. 2 If tears of sorrow would suffice To pay the debt I owe. Tears should from both my weeping eyes In ceaseless torrents flow. 3 But no such sacrifice I plead To expiate my guilt; No tears but those which thou hast shed, No blood but thou hast spilt. 4 Think of thy sorrows, dearest Lord ! And all my sins forgive ; Justice will well approve the word That bids the sinner live. 221 c. M. 1 When, wounded sore, the stricken soul Lies bleeding and •inbound, One only hand, a pierced hand. Can heal tiie sinner's wound. 64 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 2 When sorrow swells the laden breast And tears of anguish flow, One only heart, a broken heart, Can feel the sinner's woe. 3 When penitence has wept in vain Over some foul, dark spot. One only stream, a stream of blood, Can wash away the blot. 4 'T is Jesus' blood that washes white, His hand that brings relief; His heart that 's touched with all our joys, And feeleth for our grief. 5 Lift up thy bleeding hand, Lord ! Unseal that cleansing tide ; We have no shelter from our sin But in thy wounded side. 222 C. M. 1 Oir, for that tenderness of heart That bows before the Lord, That owns how just and good thou art, And trembles at thy word. 2 Oh, for those humble, contrite tears Which from repentance flow. That sense of guilt which, trembling, fears The long-suspended blow. 3 Saviour ! to me in pity give. For sin, the deep distress. The pledge thou wilt at last receive, And bid me die in peace. 4 Oil, fill my soul with faith and love, And strength to do thy will ; Kaise my desires and hopes above, Thyself to me reveal. 223 1 Must Jesus bear the cross alone, And all the world go free ? No ! there 's a cross for every one, And there 's a cross for me. CM. 2 The consecrated cross I'll bear Till death shall set me free. And then go home my crown to wear, For there 's a crown for me. 3 Upon the crystal pavement, down At Jesus' piercfid feet. Joyful, I'll cast my golden crown, And his dear name repeat. 4 And palms shall wave and harps shall ring Beneath heaven's arches high : The Lord that lives, the ransomed sing, That lives no more to die. 5 Oh, precious cross ! oh, glorious crown ! Oh, resurrection day ! Ye angels, from the stars come down. And bear my soul away. 224 c. M 1 Ye men and angels ! witness now. Before the Lord we speak ; To him we make our solemn vow, A vow we dare not break — 2 That long as life itself shall last Ourselves to Christ we yield ; Nor from his cause will we depart, Nor ever quit the field. 3 We trust not in our native strength. But on his grace rely ; May he, with our returning wants, A needful aid supply. 4 Oh, guide our doubtful feet aright. And keep us in thy ways ; And while we turn our vows to prayers, Turn thou our prayers to praise. 225 1 I 'm not ashamed to own my Lord, Or to defend his cause. Maintain the honor of his word, The glory of his cross. CM. THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 65 2 Jesus, my God ! I know his name, His name is all my trust : Nor will he put my soul to shame, Nor let my hope be lost. 3 Firm as his throne his promise stands, And he can well secure What I 've committed to his hands Till the decisive hour. 4 Then wUl he own my worthless name Before his Father's face, And in the new Jerusalem Appoint my soul a place. 226 C. M. 1 Lord ! as to thy dear cross we flee And plead to be forgiven, So let thy life our pattern be, And form our souls for heaven. 2 Help us, through good report and ill. Our daily cross to bear ; Like thee, to do our Father's will, Our brethren's griefs to share. 3 Lrrt grace our selfishness expel. Our earthliness refine. And kindness in our bosoms dwell As free and true as thine. 4 If joy shall at thy bidding fly, And grief's dark day come on, We, in our turn, would meekly cry, "Father! thy will be done!" 227 C. M. 1 Asv must I part with all I have, My dearest Lord, for thee ? It is but right, since thou hast done Much more than this for me. 2 Ten thousand woi Ids, ten thousand lives, How worthless they appear. Compared with thee, supremely good, Divinely bright and fair ! 5 3 Saviour of souls, while I from thee A single smile obtain. Though destitute of all things else, I '11 glory in my gain. 228 C. jVL 1 FoiiN^T of good, to own thy love Our thankful hearts incline : What can we render, Lord, to thee, When all the worlds are thine ? 2 But thou hast needy brethren here. Partakers of thy grace. Whose names thou wilt thyself confess Before the Father's face. 3 In each sad accent of distress Thy pleading voice is heard ; In them thou mayst be clothed and fed, And visited and cheered. 4 Help us then, Lord, thy yoke to wear, To joy to do thy will ; Each other's burdens gladly bear. And love's sweet law fulfill. 5 Thy face with reverence and with love We in thy poor would see. And while we minister to them Would do it as to thee. 6 Do thou, Lord, our alms accept, And with thy blessing speed ; Bless us in giving ; greatly blesa Our gifts to them that need. 7 To Father, Son and Holy Ghost, The God whom we adore. Be glory, as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. 229 C. ]V1. 1 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. 66 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast ; T is niauna to the hungry soul, And, to the weary, rest. 8 Jesus! my Sheplierd, Husband, Friend, My Prophet, Priest and King ! My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End ! AcceiDt the praise I bring. 4 Weak is the eifort of my heart, And cold my warmest thought ; But when I see thee as thou art, I '11 praise thee as I ought. 5 Till then I would thy love proclaim With every fleeting breath ; And may the music of thy name Refresh my soul in death. 230 C. M. 1 Jesus, my Saviour ! bind me fast In cords of heavenly love ; Then sweetly draw me to thy breast, Nor let me thence remove. 2 Draw me from all created good, From self, the world and sin. To the dear fountain of thy blood, And make me pure within. 8 Oh, lead me to thy mercy-seat, Attract me nearer still : Draw me, like Mary, to thy feet. To sit and learn thy will. 4 Oh, draw me by thy providence, ^ Thy Spirit and thy word, From all the things of time and sense, To thee, my gracious Lord. 231 C. M. 1 Jesus ! these eyes have never seen That radiant form of thine ; The veil of sense hangs dark between Thy blessed face and mine.. 2 I see thee not, I hear thee not, Yet art thou oft with me. And earth hath ne'er so dear a spot As where I meet with thee. 3 Like some bright dream that comes unsought When slumbers o'er me roll. Thine image ever fills my thought. And charms my ravished soul, 4 Yet though I have not seen, and still Must rest in faith alone, I love thee, dearest Lord ! and will, Unseen, but not unknown. 5 When death these mortal eyes shall seal, And still this throbbing heart. The rending veil shall thee reveal All glorious as ihon art. 232 C. M. 1 Jesus ! the very thought of thee With sweetness lills my breast; But sweeter far thy face to see, And in thy presence rest. 2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, Nor can the memory find, A sweeter sound than thy blest name, Saviour of mankind ! 3 O Hope of every contrite heart, Joy of all the meek ! To those who fall how kind thou art. How good to those who seek ! 4 But what to those that find? Ah ! this Nor tongue nor pen can show ; The love of Jesus — what it is None but his loved ones know. 233 C. M. 1 The Saviour ! oh, what endless charma Dwell in the blissful sound ! Its influence every fear disarms. And spreads sweet comfort round. THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 67 2 The almi.£^htv Former of the skies Stooped to our vile abode, "While angels viewed with wonderiug eyes, And hailed the incarnate God. 3 Oh, the rich depth of love divine ! ^ Of bliss a boundless store ! Dear Saviour I let me call thee mine, I cannot wish for more. 4 On thee alone my hope relies, Beneath thy cross I fall ; My Lord, my Life, my Sacrifice, My Saviour and my All. 234 C. M. 1 Dearest of all the names above, My Jesus and my God ! Who can resist thy heavenly love, Or trifle with thy blood? 2 'T is by the merits of thy death The Father smiles again ; 'T is by thine interceding breath. The Spirit dwells with men. 3 Till God in human flesh I see My thoughts no comfort find ; The holy, just and sacred Three Are terrors to my mind. 4 But if Immanuel's face appear, My hope, my joy, begins ; His name forbids my slavish fear, His grace removes my sins. 5 While Jews on their own law rely, And Greeks of wisdom boast, I love the incarnate mystery, And there I fix my trust. 235 C. M. 1 LoKD ! it belongs not to my care Whether I die or live ; To love and serve thee is my share, And this thy grace must give. 2 If life be long, I will be glad That I may long obey ; K short, yet why should I be sad To soar to endless day ? 3 Christ loads me through no darker rooms Than he went through before ; He that into God's kingdom comes Must enter by this door. 4 Come, Lord, when grace hath made me meet Thy blessed face to see ; For if thy work on earth be sweet, AVhat will thy glory be? 236 C. M. 1 Tiiou from whom all goodness flows, I lift my heart to thee ; In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes, Good Lord, remember me. 2 If on my aching, biirdened heart My sins lie heavily. Thy pardon grant, thy peace impart: In love remember me. 3 If trials sore obstruct my way. And ills I cannot flee, Then let my strength be as my day ; Good Lord, remember me. 4 If worn with pain, disease and grief This feeble frame should be. Grant patience, rest and kind relief: Good Lord, remember me. 5 And oh, when in the hour of death I bow to thv decree, Jesus ! recei' e my parting breath ; Good Loru, remember me. 237 CM. 1 If Christ is mine, then all is mine. And more than angels know : Both present things and things to come, And grace and glory too. 68 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 2 If he is mine, I need not fear The rage of earth and hell ; He will support my feeble frame, And all tlieir power repel. 8 If lie is mine, let friends forsake, And earthly comforts flee ; He, the Dispenser of all good, Is more than these to me. 4 If he is mine, I '11 fearless pass Through death's tremendous vale ; He '11 be my comfort and my stay When heart and flesh shall fail. 5 Let Jesus tell me he is mine ; I nothing want beside ; My soul shall at the Fountain live When all the streams are dried. 238 C. M. 1 Sweet was the time when first I felt The Saviour's pardoning blood Applied to cleanse my soul from guilt, And bring me home to God. 2 Soon as the morn the light revealed, His praises tuned my tongue; And when the evening shades prevailed, His love was all my song. 3 In prayer my soul drew near tho Lord And saw his glory shine ; And when I read his holy word, I called each promise mine. 4 But now, when evening shade prevails. My soul in darkness mourns ; And when the morn the light reveals. No light to me returns. 6 Else, Lord ! and help me to prevail ; Oh, make my soul thy care ; I know thy mercy cannot fail ; Let me that mercy share. 239 c. M. 1 Thou art the Way— to thee alone From sin and death we flee ; And he who would the Father seek Must seek him. Lord ! by thee. 2 Thou art the Truth— thy word alone True wisdom can impart ; Thou only canst instruct the mind And purify the heart. 3 Thou art the Life — the rending tomb Proclaims thy conquering arm ; And those who put their trust in thee Nor death nor hell shall harm. 4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life ; Grant us that Way to know, That Truth to keep, that Life to win, Whose joys eternal flow. 240 C. M 1 All ye who seek for sure relief In trouble and distress, Whatever sorrows vex the mind. Or guilt the soul oppress, 2 Jesus, who gave himself for you Upon the cross to die. Opens to you his sacred heart: Oh, to that heart draw nigh. 3 Ye hoar how kindly he invites; Ye hear his words so blest : "All ye that labor, come to me, And I will give you rest." 4 Josus ! joy of saints on high, Thou hope of sinners here, Attracted by those loving words, To thee I lift my prayer. 5 Wash thou my wounds in that dear blood Which forth from thee doth flow ; New grac<3, new hope, inspire; a new And better heart bestow. THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 69 241 C. 1 My God! the spring of all my joys, The life of my delights, The glory of my brightest days, And comfort of my nights. 2 In darkest shades, if he appear, My dawning is begun ; He is my soul's bright morning star. And he my rising sun. 3 The opening heavens around me shine With beams of sacred bliss, While Jesus shows his heart is mine. And whispers I am his. 4 My soul would leave this heavy clay At that transporting word ; Kun up with joy the shining way To embrace my dearest Lord. 5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death, I 'd break through every foe ; The wings of love and arms of faith Should bear me conqueror through. M. 242 1 Thou lovely Source of true delight Whom I unseen adore ! "Unveil thy beauties to my sight That I may love thee more. 2 Thy glory o'er creation shines. But in thy sacred word I read, in fairer, brighter lines. My bleeding, dying Lord. 3 'T is here, whene'er my comforts droop. And sin and sorroAV rise, Thy love, with cheerful beams of hope. My fainting heart supplies. 4 But ah, too soon the pleasing scene Is clouded o'er with pain ; My gloomy fears rise dark between. And I again complain. CM. 5 Jesus, my Lord, my life, my light I Oh, come frith blissful ray ; Break radiant through the shades of night, And chase my fears away. 243 C. M. 1 Lord ! I would delight in thee, And on thy care depend ; To thee in every trouble flee. My best, my only Friend ! 2 When all created streams are dried, Thy fullness is the same ; May I with this be satisfied, And glory in thy name. 8 No good in creatures can be found But may be found in thee ; I must have all things, and aboun While God is God to me. 4 Lord ! I cast my care on thee ; I triumph and adore ; Henceforth my great concern shall ba To love and praise thee more. 244 C M, 1 My God ! I love thee, not because I hope for heaven thereby ; Nor yet because, if I love not, I must for ever die. 2 Thou, ray Jesus ! thou didst me Upon the cross embrace : For me didst bear the nails and spear, And manifold disgrace, 3 And griefs and torments numberless, And swieat of agony. Yea, death itself; and all for me, Who was thine enemy. 4 Then why, blessed Jesus Christ ! Should I not love thee well? Not for the sake of winning heaven, Nor of escaping hell ; 70 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 5 Not with the hope of gaining aught; Not seeking a reward ; But as thyself hast loved me, O ever-loving Lord ! 6 So would I love thee, dearest Lord, And in thy praise will sing ; Solely because thou art my God, And my eternal King. 245 C. M. 1 Lord Jesus ! are we one with thee ? Oh height, oh depth, of love ! With thee we died upon the tree. In thee we live above, 2 Such was thy grace that for our sake Thou didst from heaven come down ; Thou didst of tlesh and blood i)artake, In all our sorrows one. 3 Our sins, our guilt, in love divine. Confessed and borne by thee. The gall, the curse, the M'rath, were thine, To set thy members free. 4 Ascended now, in glory bright. Still one with us thou art ; Nor life, nor death, nor depth, nor height, Thy saints and thee can part. 5 Soon, soon shall come that glorious day When, seated on thy throne. Thou Shalt to wondering worlds display That thou with us art one. 246 1 Do not I love thee, O my Lord ? Behold my heart, and see; And turn each worthless idol out That dares to rival thee. 2 Do not I love thee from my soul? Then let me nothing love ; Dead be my heart to every joy Which thou dost not approve. CM. 3 Is not thy name melodious still To mine attentive ear ? Doih not each pulse with pleasure bound My Saviour's voice to hear ? 4 Hast thou a lamb in all thy flock I would disdain to feed? Hast thou a foe before whose face I fear thy cause to plead ? 5 Would not my heart pour forth its blood In honor of thy name. And challenge the cold hand of death To damp the immortal flame ? 6 Thou know'st I love thee, dearest Lord! But oh, I long to soar Far from the spliere of mortal joys, And learn to love thee more. 247 C. M, 1 Let worldly minds the world pursue — It has no charms for me ; Once I admired its trifles too, But grace hath set me free. 2 Its joys can now no longer please. Nor e'en content afford ; Far from my heart he joys like these, For I have seen the Lord. 3 As by the light of opening day The stars are all concealed, So earthly pleasures fade away When Jesus is revealed. 4 Creatures no more divide my choice — I bid them all depart ; His name, his love, his gracious voice, Have fixed my roving heart. 5 And may I hope that thou wilt own A worthless worm like me? Dear Lord ! I would be thine alone, And wholly live to thee. THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 71 248 C. M. I 250 1 Compared with Christ, in all beside No comeliness I see ; The one thing needful, dearest Lord ! Is to be one with thee. CM. 2 The sense of thy expiring love Into my soul convey ; Thyself bestow ; for thee alone, My All-in-all, I pray. 3 Less than thyself will not suffice My comfort to restore ; More than thyself I cannot crave, And thou canst give no more. 4 Whate'er consists not with thy love, Oh, teach me to resign ; I 'm rich to all the intents of blLis If thou, God, art mine. 249 C. M. 1 Jesus, I love thy charming name, 'Tis music to mine ear ; Fain would I sound it out so loud That earth and heaven should hear. 2 Yes. thou art precious to my soul, My transport and my trust ; Jewels 10 thee are gaudy toys. And gold is sordid dust. 3 All ray capacious powers can wish In thee doth riclily meet ; Nor to mine eyes is light so dear. Nor friendship half so sweet. 4 Thy grace still dwells upon my heart, And sheds 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 laboi-ing breath ; Then speechless clasp thee in mint, arms, The antidote of death. 1 Jesus ! thou the beauty art Of angel worlds above ; Thy name is music to the heart, Enchanting it with love. 2 O Jesus Saviour ! hear the sighs Which unto thee I send ; To thee mine inmost spirit cries, My being's hope and end. 3 Stay with us. Lord ! and with thy light Illume the soul's abyss ; Scatter the darkness of our night. And fill the world with bliss. 4 O Jesus, King of earth and heaven ! Our life and joy ! to thee Be honor, thanks and blessing given Through all eternity ! 251 1 Jesus ! King most wonderful. Thou Conqueror renowned, Thou sweetness most ineffable. In whom all joys are found ! 2 When once thou visitest the heart, Then truth begins to shine ; Then earthly vanities depart ; Then kindles love divine. 3 Jesus, Light of all below ! Thou Fount of life and fire! Surpassing all the joys we know, All that we can desire, 4 May every heart confess thy name. And ever thee adore ; And seeking thee, itself inflame To seek thee more and more. 5 Thee may our tongues for ever blesa Thee may we love alone ; And ever in our lives express The image of thine own. CM. 72 THE LORD JESUS CIIIilST. 252 C. M. 1 Jesus, thou art my righteousness, For all my sins were thine ; Thy death hath bought of God my peace, Thy life hath made him mine. 2 Spotless and just in thee I am ; I feel my sins forgiven ; I taste salvation in thy name, And antedate my heaven. 3 For ever here ray rest shall be, Close to thy bleeding side ; This all my hope and all my plea. For me the Saviour died ! 4 My dying Saviour and my God, Fountain for guilt and sin, Sprinkle me ever vrith thy blood. And cleanse and keep me clean ! 5 Wash me, and make me thus thine own ; Wash me, and mine thou art ; Wash me, but not my feet alone — My hands, my head, my heart ! 6 The atonement of thy blood ajjply. Till faith to sight improve, Till hope in full fruition die. And all my soul be love. 253 C. M. 1 O THOU whose sacred feet have trod The thorny path of woe ! Forbid that I should slight the rod Or faint beneath the blow. 2 My spirit to its chastening stroke I meekly would resign, Nor murmur at the heaviest yoke That tells me I am thine. 8 Give me the spirit of thy trust To suffer as a son. To say, though lying in the dust, My Father's will b« done. 4 I know tb.at trial works for ends Too high for sense to trace. That oft in dark attire he sends Some embassy of grace. 5 May none depart till I have gained The blessing which it bears, And learn, though late, I entertained An angel unawares. 6 So shall I bless the hour that sent The mercy of the rod, And build an altar by the tent Where I have met with God. 254 C. M. D. 1 When languor and disease invade This trembling house of clay, 'T is sweet to look beyond the jlesh, And long to fly away ; Sweet to look inward, and attend The whispers of his love ; Sweet to look upward to the place Where Jesus ijleads above ; 2 Sweet to reflect how grace divine My sins on Jesus laid ; Sweet to remember that his blood My debt of sufferings paid ; Sweet on his righteousness to stand, Which saves from second death ; Sweet to experience, day by day. His Spirit's quickening breath ; 3 Sweet, in the confidence of faith, To trust his firm d i^crces ; Sweet to lie passive in his hands, And know no will but his. If such the sweetness of the stream. What must the fountain be Where saints and angels draw their bliss Immediately from thee? 255 C 1 I HEARD the voice of Jesus say, " Come ante me and rest; M. D. THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 73 Lav down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon my breast." I came to Jesus as I was, Weary, and worn, and sad : I found in him a resting-place, And he has made me glad. 2 I heard the voice of Jesus say, " Behold, I freely give The living water; thirsty one. Stoop down and drink, and live." I came to Jesus, and I drank Of that life-giving stream : My thirst was quenched, my soul revived. And now I live in him. 3 I heard the voice of Jesus say, " I am this dark world's light ; Look unto me: thy morn shall rise And all thy day be bright." I looked to Jesus, and I found In him my Star, my Sun ; And in that light of life I '11 walk Till traveling days are done. 256 C. M. 1 Jesus Christ ! if aught there be That, more than all beside. In ever painful memory Must in my heart abide, 2 It is that deep ingratitude Which I to thee have shown, Who didst for me in tears and blood Upon the cross atone, 3 Alas ! how with my actions all Has this defect entwined ! How has it poisoned with its gall My spirit, heart and mind ! i Alas! through this, how many a gem I 've rudely cast away That might have formed my diadem In everlasting day 1 5 Yet though the time be past and gone, Though little more remains, Though naught is all that can be done E'en with my utmost pains, 6 Still will I strive, Saviour mine I To do what in me lies ; For never did thy grace divine A contrite heart despise. 257 C. M. 1 Shepherd divine, cur wants relieve In this our evil day ; To all thy tempted followers give The power to trust and pray. 2 Long as our fiery trials last. Long as the cross we bear. Oh, let our souls on thee be cast In never-ceasing prayer. 3 Thy Holy Spirit's praying grace Give us in faith to claim : To wrestle till we see thy face. And know thy hidden name. 4 Till thou the Father's love impart, Till thou thyself bestow. Be this the cry of every heart, I will not let thee go — 5 I will not let thee go unless Tliou tell thy name to me ; With all thy great salvation bleas, And say, " I died for thee." 6 Then let me on the mountain-top Behold thine open face. Till faith in sight is swallowed up. And prayer in endless praise. 258 1 Jesus, Jesus, dearest Lord ! Forgive me if I say, For very love, thy sacred name A thousand times a day. CM 74 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 2 I love thee so I know not how My transports to control ; Thy love is like a burning fire Within my very soul. 3 Oh, wonderful, that thou shouldst let So vile a heart as mine Love thee with such a love as this, And make so free with thine ! 4 Light in darkness! Joy in grief! heaven begun on eai-th ! Jesus, my Love, my Treasure ! who Can tell what thou art worth ? 259 C. M. 1 Tiiou Who driest the mourner's tear ! How dark this world would be If, when deceived and wounded here, We could not fly to thee ! 2 The friends who in our sunsliiue live When winter comes are llown ; And he who has but tears to give Must weep those tears alone. 3 Oh, who would bear life's stormy doom Did not thy wing of love Come, brightly wafting through the gloom Our peace-branch from above? 4 Then sorrow, touched by thee, grows bright With more than rapture's ray. As darkness shows us worlds of light We never saw by day. 260 S. M. 1 Oir, that I could repent, AVith all my kIoIs part. And to thy gracious eye present A humble, contrite lieart ! 2 A heart with grief oppressed For having grieved my God : A troubled heart that cannot rest Till sprinkled with Christ's blood. 3 Jesus ! on me bestow The penitent desire ; With true sincerity of woe My aching breast inspire. 4 With softening pity look And melt my hardness down ; Strike with thy love's resistless stroke, And break this heart of stone. 261 S. M. 1 How heavy is the night That hangs upon our eyes. Till Christ, with his reviving light, Over our souls arise ! 2 Our guilty spirits dread To meet the wrath of heaven ; But in his righteousness arrayed, We see our sins forgiven. 3 Unholy and impure Are all our thoughts and ways; His hands infected nature cure With sanctifying grace. 4 The powers of hell agree To hold our souls in vain ; He sets the sous of bondage free. And breaks the cursM chain. 5 Lord ! we adore thy ways To bring us near to God, Thy sovereign power, thy healing grace And thin« atoning blood, 262 S. M. 1 Ah ! how shall fallen man . Be just before his God ? 1 If he contend in righteousness, We fall beneath his rod. 2 If he our ways should mark With strict inquiring eyes. Could we, for one of thousand faults, I A just excuse devise? J THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 75 8 All-seeing, powerful God ! Who can with thee contend ? Or who that tries the unequal strife Shall prosper in the end ? 4 The mountains, in thy wrath, Their ancient seats forsake ; The trembling earth deserts her place, Her rooted pillars shake. 5 Ah ! how shall guilty man Contend with such a God ? None — none can meet him, and escape, But through the Saviour's blood. 263 S. M. 1 Dear Saviour I we are thine By everlasting bands ; Our names, our hearts, we would resign, Our souls, into thy hands. 2 To thee we still would cleave With ever-growing zeal ; If millions tempt us Christ to leave. Oh, let them ne'er prevail. 3 Thy Spirit shall unite Our souls to thee, our head, Shall form in ns thine image bright, That we thy paths may tread. 4 Death may our souls divide From these abodes of clay. But love shall keep us near thy side Through all the gloomy way. 5 Since Christ and we are one, Why should we doubt and fear ? If he in heaven hath fixed his throne, He '11 fix his members there. 264 S. M. 1 My spirit on thy care. Blest Saviour, I recline; Thou wilt not leave me to despair, For thou art love divine. 2 In thee I place my trust. On thee I calmly rest ; I know thee good, I know thee just, And count thy choice the best. 3 Whate'er events betide, Thy will they all perform ; Safe in thy breast my head I hide, Nor fear the coming storm. 4 Let good or ill befall, It must be good for me ; Secure of having thee in all, Of having all in thee. 265 S. IVL 1 Jesus ! I live to thee. The loveliest and best ; My Life in thee, thy life in me, In thy blest love I rest. 2 Jesus ! I die to thee "VVTienever death shall come ; To die in thee is life to me In my eternal home. 3 Whether to live or die, I know not which is best ; To live in thee is bliss to me, To die is endless rest. 4 Living or dying, Lord? I ask but to be thine ; My Life in thee, thy life in me. Makes heaven for ever mine. 266 s. K 1 The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied ; Since he is mine and I am his, "What can I want beside? 2 He leads me to the place Where heavenly pasture grows. Where living waters gently pass, And full salvation fl jws. 76 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 8 If e'er I go astray, He doth my soul reclaim, And guides me in his OAvn right way, For his most holy name. 4 While he affords his aid I cannot yield to fear ; Though I should walk through death's dark My Shepherd 's with me there. [shade, 6 Amid surrounding foes Thou dost my tahle spread ; My cup with blessings overflows, And joy exalts my head. 6 The bounties of thy love Shall crown my following days ; Nor from thy house will I remove. Nor cease to speak thy praise. 267 S. M. 1 Did Christ o'er sinners weep? And shall our cheeks be dry ? Let floods of penitential grief Burst forth from every eye. 2 The Son of God in tears The wondering angels see ; Be thou astonished, my soul ! He shed those tears for thee. S He wept that we might weep ; Each sin demands a tear ; In heaven alone no sin is found ; There is no weeping there. ^68 S. M. 1 I HEAR the words of love, I gaze upon the blood, I see the mighty sacrifice, And I have peace with God. 2 'T is everlasting peace. Sure as Jehovah's name; 'T is stable as his steadfast throne, For evermore the same. 3 The clouds may go and come. And storms may sweep my sky ; This blood-sealed friendship changes act, The cross is ever nigh. 4 I change— he changes not ; The Christ can never die ; His love, not mine, the resting-place, His truth, not mine, the tie. 5 I know he liveth now At God's right hand above ; I know the throne on which he sits; I know his truth and love. 269 S. M. 1 Thou very-present Aid In suffering and distress! The soul which still on thee is stayed Is kept in perfect peace. 2 The soul, by faith reclined On the Redeemer's breast, 'Mid raging storms, exults to find An everlasting rest. 3 Sorrow and fear are gone Whene'er thy face appears; It stills the sighing orphan's moan, And dries the widow's tears. 4 It hallows every cross ; It sweetly comforts me ; It makes me now forget my loss. And lose myself in thee. 5 Jesus, to whom I fly. Doth all my wishes fill; What though created streams are dry? I have the fountain still. 270 S. M 1 To praise our Shepherd's care. His wisdom, love and might. Your loudest, loftiest songs prepare. And bid the world auite. THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 77 2 Supremely good and great, He tends his blood-bought fold ; He stoops, though throned in highest state, The feeblest to uphold. 3 He hears their softest plaint ; He sees them when they roam ; And if his meanest lamb should faint, His bosom bears it home. 4 Kind Shepherd of the sheep, A weakly flock are we. And snares and foes are nigh ; but keep The lambs who look to thee. 271 S. M. 1 I BLESS the Christ of God ; I rest on love divine ; And with unfaltering lip and heart I call this Saviour mine. 2 His cross dispels each doubt ; I bury in his tomb Each thought of unbelief and fear, Each lingering shade of gloom. 3 I praise the God of grace ; I trust his truth and might ; He calls me his, I call him mine, My God, my joy, my light. 4 'T is he who saveth me. And freely pardon gives ! I love because he loveth me, I live because he lives. 5 My life with him is hid, My death has passed away, My clouds have melted into light. My midnight into day. 272 S. M. 1 Dear Lord and Master mine ! Thy happy servant see ; My Conqueror ! with what joy divine Thy captive clings to thee ! 2 I love thy yoke to wear, To feel thy gracious bands, Sweetly restrained by thy care And happy in thy hands. 3 No bar would I remove ; No bond would I unbind ; "Within the limits of thy love Full liberty I find. 4 I would not walk alone. But still with thee, my God, At every step my blindness own, And ask of thee the road. 5 The weakness I enjoy That casts me on thy breast ; The conflicts that thy strength employ Make me divinely blest. 6 Dear Lord and Master mine ! Still keep thy servant true ! My Guardian and my Guide divine! Bring, bring thy pilgrim through. 7 My Conqueror and my King ! Still keep me in thy train ; And with thee thy glad captive bring When thou return'st to reign. 273 a M. 1 Blessed be thy love, dear Lord ! That taught us this sweet way, Only to love thee for thyself, And for that love obey. 2 thou, our souls' chief Hope ! We to thy mercy fly ; Where'er we are thou canst protect, Whate'er we need, supply. 3 Whether we sleep or wake, To thee we both resign ; By night we see, as well as day, If thy light on us shine. 78 THE LOED JESUS CHRIST. 4 Whether we live or die, Both we submit to thee; In death we live, as well as life, If thiue in death we be. 274 S. M. 1 In every trying hour My soul to Jesus flies ; I trust iu his almighty power When swelling billows rise. 2 His comforts bear me up ; I trust a faithful God; The sure foundation of my hope Is in my Saviour's blood. 3 Loud hallelujahs sing To our Redeemer's name; In joy or sorrow, life or death, His love is still the same. 275 S. M. 1 Ye servants of the Lord, Each in his office wait, Observant of his heavenly word, And watchful at his gate. 2 Let all your lamps be bright. And trim the golden flame ; Gird up your loins as in his sight. For awful is his name. 3 Watch! 'tis your Lord's command ; And while we speak he 's near : Mark the first signal of his hand, And ready all appear. 4 Oh, happy servant he In such a posture found ! He shall his Lord with rapture see. And be with honor crowned. 276 1 We give thee but thine own, Whate'er the gift may be; All that we have is thine alone, A trust, O Lord ! from thee. S. M. 2 Oh, hearts arc bruised and dead. And homes are bare and cold. And lambs for whom the Saviour bled Are straying from the fold. 3 To comfort and to bless. To find a balm for woe. To tend the lone and fatherless, Is angels' work below. 4 The captive to release, To God the lost to bring. To teach the way of life and peace, It is a Christ-like thing. 5 And we believe thy word. Though dim our faith may be ; Whate'er for thine we do, Lordl We do it unto thee. 277 S. M. 1 Oh, what, if we are Christ's, Is earthly shame or loss? Bright shall the crown of glory be When we have borne the cross. 2 Keen was the trial once. Bitter the cup of woe, When martyred saints, baptized in blood, Christ's sulferings shared below. 3 Bright is their glory now. Boundless their joy above. Where, on the bosom of their God, They rest in perfect love. 4 Lord! may that grace be ours, Like them, in faith, to bear All that of sorrow, grief or pain May be our portion here. 5 Enough if thou at last The word of blessing give, And let us rest beneath thy feet. Where saints and angels live. i THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 79 278 C. P. M. 1 O! lore divine! how sweet thou art! When shall I find my willing heart All taken up by thee ? I thirst and faint and die to prove The greatness of redeeming love — The love of Clirist to me. 2 Stronger his love than death or hell, Its riches are unsearchable ; The first-born sons of light Desire in vain its depths to see ; They cannot reach the mystery, The length and breadth and height. 3 God only knows the love of God; Oh, that it now Avere shed abroad In this poor stony heart ! For love I sigh ; for love I pine ; This only portion, Lord ! be mine — Be mine this better part. 4 Oh, that I could for ever sit With Mary at the Master's feet ! Be this my happy choice ; My only care, delight and bliss, My joy, my heaven on earth, be this, To hear the Bridegroom's voice ! 279 7s. 3 lines. 1 Lord, in this thy mercy's day, Ere it pass for aye away. On our knees we fall and pray. 2 Holy Jesus, grant us tears, Fill us with heart-searching fears Ere that awful doom appears. 3 Lord, on us thy Spirit pour, Kneeling lowly at the door Ere it close for evermore. 4 By thy night of agony, By thy supplicating cry, By thy willingness to die, 5 By tliy tears of bitter woe For Jerusalem below, Let us not thy love forego. 6 Grant us 'neath thy wings a place, Lest we lose this day of grace Ere we shall behold thy face. 280 C. P. Me 1 Awaked by Sinai's awful sound, My soul in bonds of guilt I found, And knew not where to go ; Eternal truth did loud proclaim, "The sinner must be born again," Or sink to endless woe. 2 When to the law I trembling fled. It poured its curses on my head, I no relief could find ; This fearful truth increased my pain, " The sinner must be born again," And whelmed my tortured 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 conquered death and hell, And broke the fowler's snare ; Yet when I found this truth remain, " The sinner must be born again," I sunk in deep despair, 5 But while I thus in anguish lay The gracious Saviour passed this way, And felt his pity move ; The sinner by his justice slain Now by his grace is born again, And sings redeeming love. 281 c. I\ M. 1 THOU that hearest the prayer of fairh, Wilt tliou not save a soul from death That casts itself on thee ? 80 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. I have no refuge of my own, But fly to what my Lord has done And sufiered once for me. 2 SLiin in the guilty sinner's stead, His spotless righteousness I plead, And his availing blood; Thy merit, Lord, my robe shall be, Thy merit shall atone for me, And bring me near to God. 3 Then snatch me from eternal death. The spirit of adoiitiou breathe. His consolation send : By him some word of life impart, And sweetly whisper to my heart, " Thy Maker is thy Friend." 4 The king of terrors then would be A welcome messenger to me. That bids me come away ; Unclogged by earth or earthly things, I 'd mount upon his sable wings To everlasting day. 282 L. M. 6 lines. 1 AVhen gathering clouds around I view. And days are dark and friends are few, On him I lean who not in vain Experienced every human pain ; He sees my wants, allays my fears. And counts and treasures up my tears, 2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray From heavenly wisdom's narrow way, To fly the good I would pursaie. Or do the sin I would not do. Still, he who felt temptation's power Shall guard me in that dangerous hour. 3 If wounded love my bosom swell. Deceived by those I prized too' well, He shall his pitying aid bestow Who felt on earth severer woe. At once betrayed, denied or fled By those who shared his daily bread. 4 When sorrowing o'er some stone I bend, Which covers what was once a friend, And from his voice, his hand, his smile, Divides me for a little while, Thou, Saviour! mark'st the tears I shed. For thou didst weep o'er Lazarus dead. 5 And oh, when I have safely passed Through every conflict but the last. Still, still unchanging, watch beside My painful bed, for thou hast died : Then point to realms of cloudless day, And wipe the latest tear away ! 283 L. M. 6 linea 1 Thou hidden Source of calm repose, Thou all-suflicient love divine, My help and refuge from my foes. Secure I am if thou art mine! Aud, lo ! from sin and grief and shame I hide me, Jesus ! in thy name. 2 Jesus ! my all in all thou art, INIy rest in toil, my ease in pain, The hoaliug of luy broken heart. In strife my peace, in loss my gain. My smile beneath the tyrant's frown. In shame my glory and my crown ; 3 In want my plentiful supply. In weakness my almighty power, In bonds my perfect liberty, Uy light in Satan's darkest hour ; No trouble can my soul appal; Thou art my life, my heaven, my all. 284 L. M. 6 lines. 1 TiiK Lord my pasture shall prepare. And feed me with a shepherd's care; His presence shall my wants supply. And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend. And all my midnight hours defend. 2 When on the sultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirsty mountain pant, THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 81 To fertile vales and dewy meads My weary, wandering steps he leads, Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, Amid the verdant landscape flow. 3 Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, Lord ! art with me still ; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, A.ud guide me through the dreadful shade. 285 L. M. 6 lines. 1 Forth from the dark and stormy sky, Lord ! to thine altar's shade we fly ; Forth from the world, its hope and fear, Saviour ! we seek thy shelter here ; Weary and weak, thy grace we pray ; Turn not, Lord ! thy guests away. 2 Long have we roamed in want and pain. Long have we sought thy rest in vain ; 'Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost. Long have our souls been tempest-tossed ; Low at thy feet our sins we lay ; Turn not, Lord ! thy guests away. 286 L. M. 6 lines. 1 As oft, with worn and weary feet. We tread earth's rugged valley o'er, The thought — how comforting and sweet ! Christ trod this very path before! Our wants and weaknesses he knows From life's first dawning to its close. 2 Do sickness, feehleness or pain Or sorrow in our path appear. The recollection will remain. More deeply did he suffer here ; His life, how truly sad and brief, Filled up with suffering and with grief! S If Satan tempt our hearts to stray, And whisper evil things within. So did he in the desert way Assail our Lord with thoughts of sin, When worn and in a feeble hour The tempter came with all his power. 4 Just such as I, this earth he trod, With every human ill but sin ; And though indeed the very God, As I am now, so he has been. My God, my Saviour, look on me With pity, love and sympathy. 287 1 Jesus, Jesus ! visit me ; How my soul longs after thee ! When, my best, my dearest Friend ! Shall our separation end? 2 Lord ! my longings never cease ; Without thee I iind no peace ; 'T is my constant cry to thee, Jesus, Jesus ! visit me. 3 Mean the joys of earth appear, All below is dark and drear ! Naught but thy beloved voice Can my wretched heart rejoice. 4 Thou alone, my gracious Lord ! Art my shield and great reward ; All my hope, my Saviour, thou. To thy sovereign will I bow. 5 Come, inhabit then ray heart; Purge its sin and heal its smart; See, I ever cry to thee, Jesus, Jesus ! visit me. 6 Patiently I wait thy day ; For this gift alone I pray. That when death shall visit me, Thou my Light and Life wilt be. 288 1 Hark, my soul ! it is the Lord ; 'T is thy Saviour ; hear his word ; Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee : "Say, poor sinner! lovest thou me? 7i. 83 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 2 " I delivered thee when bound, And when wounded healed thy wound ; Sought thee wandering, set thee right, Turned thy darkness into light. 3 " Can a woman's tender care Cease toward the child she bare ? Yes, she may forgetful be, Yet will I remember thee. 4 " Mine is an unchanging love. Higher than the heights above, Deeper than the depths beneath, Free and faithful, strong as death. 6 "Thou Shalt see my glory soon. When the work of grace is done ; Partner of my throne shalt be ; Say, poor sinner ! lovest thou me ?" 6 Lord ! it is my chief complaint That my love is weak and faint ; Yet I love thee, and adore ; Oh, for grace to love thee more 1 289 7s. 1 Prince of peace, control my will. Bid this struggling heart be still ; Bid my fears and doubtings cease, Hush my spirit into peace. 2 Thou hast bought me with thy blood ; Open wide the gate to God ; Peace I ask, but peace must be, Lord ! in being one with thee. 3 May thy will, not mine, be done, May thy will and mine be one ; Chase these doubtings from my heart, Now thy perfect peace impart. 4 Saviour, at thy feet I fall, Thou, my life, my God, my all ! Let thy happy servant be One for evermore with thee. 290 7«. 1 Jesus, all-atoning Lamb, Thine, and only thine, I am ; Take my body, spirit, soul ; Only thou possess the whole. 2 Thou my one thing needful be, Let me ever cleave to thee. Let me choose the better part, Let me give thee all my heart, 8 Whom have I on earth below? Thee, and only thee, I know ; Whom have I in heaven but thee .* Thou art all in all to me. 291 78. 1 Thine for ever ! God of love ! Hear us from thy throne above 1 Thine for ever may we be Here and in eternity. 2 Thine for ever ! Lord of life ! Shield us through the earthly strife ; Thou, the Life, the Truth, the way, Guide us to the realms of day. 3 Thine for ever! Oh, how blest They who 'ind in thee their rest! Saviour, Guardian, heavenly Friend! Oh, defend us to the end. 4 Thine for ever ! Saviour ! keep These thy frail and trembling sheep ; Safe alone beneath thy care, Let us all thy goodness share. 292 78. 1 When, ray Saviour! shall I be Perfectly resigned to thee. Poor and vile in mine own eyes, Only in thy wisdom wise ? 2 Only thee content to know ? Ignorant of all below. Only guided by thy light, Only mighty in thy might? THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 83 8 Fully in ray life express All the heights of holiuess ; Sweetly let my spirit prove All the depths of humble love. 293 7s. 1 King of kings, and wilt thou deign O'er this wayward heart to reign ? Henceforth take it for thy throne ; Eule here, Lord ! and rule alone. 2 Then, Uke heaven's angelic bands, Waiting for thy high commands, All my powers shall wait on thee, Captive, yet divinely free. 3 At thy word my will shall bow, Judgment, reason, bending low ; Hope, desire and every thought Into glad obedience brought. 4 Zeal shall haste on eager wing Hourly some new gift to bring. Wisdom humbly casting down At thy feet her golden crown. 6 Tuned by thee in sweet accord, All shall sing their gracious Lord, Love, the leader of the choir. Breathing round her seraph fire. 294 7s. 1 Holy Jesus, Saviour blest ! When, by passion strong possessed. Through this world of sin we stray, Thou to guide us art the Way. 2 Holy Jesus ! when like night Error dims our clouded sight, Through the mists of sin to shine Thou dost rise, the Truth divine. 3 Holy Jesus ! when our power Fails us in temptation's hour, All unequal to the strife. Thou to aid us art the Life. 4 Who would reach his heavenly home, Who would to the Father come, And his glorious presence see, Jesus ! he must come by thee. 295 73. 1 Christ, of all my hopes the ground, Christ, the spring of all my joy! Still in thee let me be found, Still for thee my powers employ. 2 Fountain of o'erflowing grace ! Freely from thy fullness give; Till I close my earthly race, 'May I prove it: "Christ to live." 3 Firmly trusting in thy blood. Nothing shall my heart confound; Safely I shall pass the flood, Safely reach Immanuel's ground. 4 When I touch the blessed shore, Back the closing waves shall roll ; Death's dark stream shall never more Part from thee my ravished soul. 5 Thus, oh thus, an entrance give To the land of cloudless sky ; Having known it "Christ to live," Let me know it " gain to die." 296 7s. D. 1 'T IS a point I long to know. Oft it causes anxious thought ; Do I love the Lord or no ? Am I his or am I not ? 2 If I love, why am I thus ? Why this dull and lifeless franae ? Hardly, sure, can tliey be worse Who have never heard his name. 3 Could my heart so hard remain. Prayer a task and burden prove, Every trifle give me pain, If I knew a Saviour's love ? 84 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 4 ret I mourn my stubborn will, Find ray sin a grief and tlirall ; Should I gries'e for what I feel If I did not love at all ? 5 Lord ! decide the doubtful case ; Thou who art thy people's Sun, Shine upon thy work of grace, If it be indued begun. 6 Let me love thee more and more, If I love at all, I pray ; If I have not loved before, Help me to begin to-day. 297 7s. D. 1 Does the gospel word proclaim Rest for those that weary be ? Then, my soul, put in thy claim; Sure that promise speaks to thee. 2 Marks of grace I cannot show. All polluted is my best ; But I weary am, I know, And the weary long for rest. 3 Burdened with a load of sin, Harassed with tormenting doubt. Hourly conflicts from within, Hourly crosses from without, 4 All my little strength is gone, Sink I must without supply ; Sure upon the earth is none Can more weary be than I. 6 In the ark the weary dove Found a welcome resting-place ; Thus my spirit longs to prove Best in Christ, the Ark of grace. 6 Tempest-tossed I long have been. And the flood increases fast; Open, Lord ! and take me in, Till the storm be overpast. 298 7b. 1 Jesus ! save my dying soul, Make the broken spirit whole ; Humbled in the dust I lie ; Saviour, leave me not to die. 2 Jesus ! full of every grace, Now reveal thy smiling face; Grant the joy of sin forgiven. Foretaste of the bliss of heaven. 3 All my guilt to thee is known. Thou art righteous— thou alone ; All my help is from thy cross, All beside I count but loss. 4 Lord ! in thee I now believe : Wilt thou— wilt thou not forgive? Helpless at thy feet I lie. Saviour ! leave me not to die. 299 78 1 Depth of mercy! can there be Mercy still reserved for me ? Can my God his wrath forbear ? Me, the chief of sinners, spare ? 2 I have long withstood his grace, Long provoked him to his face, Would not hearken to his calls, Grieved him by a thousand falls. 3 Kindled his releutings are ; IMe he now delights to spare ; Cries, How shall I give thee up? Lets the lifted thunder drop. 4 There for me the Saviour stands, Shows his wounds and spreads his hands God is love ! I know, I feel ; Jesus weeps, but loves me still. 5 Now incline rae to repent. Let rae now ray sins lament ; Now my foul revolt deplore, Weep, believe and sin no more. THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 300 1 Jesus ! full of truth and love, We thy kiudost call obey ; Faithful let thy mercies prove ; Take our load of guilt away. 2 Weary of this war within, Weary of this endless strife, Weary of ourselves and sin, Weary of a wretched life ; 8 Burdened with a world of grief. Burdened with our sinful load, Burdened with this unbelief. Burdened with the wrath of God ; 4 Lo, we come to thee for ease, True and gracious as thou art ; Now our weary souls release. Write forgiveness on our heart. 7s. 301 7s, 6 lines. 1 Chief of sinners though I be, Jesus shed his blood for me ; Died that I might live on high, Lived that I might never die ; As the branch is to the vine, I am his and he is mine. 2 Oh, the height of Jesus' love ! Higher than the heavens above. Deeper than the depths of s«a. Lasting as eternity ; Love that found me— wondrous thought ! Found me when I sought him not. 3 Jesus only can impart Balm to heal the smitten heart ; Peace that flows from sin forgiven, Joy that lifts the soul to heaven ; Faith and hope to walk with God, In the way that Enoch trod. 4 Chief of sinners though I be, Christ is all in all to me ; All my wants to him are known. All my sorrows are his own ; Safe with him from earthly strife. He sustains the hidden lift, 5 my Saviour ! help atlbrd By thy Spirit and thy word ! When ray wayward heart would stray. Keep me in the narrow way ; Grace in time of need supply. While I live and when I die. 302 7s, 6 lines. 1 Jesus, Lamb of God 1 for me, Thou, the Lord of life, didst die; Whither — whither, but to thee. Can a trembling sinner fly ? Death's dark waters o'er me roll. Save, oh, save my sinking soul 1 2 Never bowed a martyred head Weighed with equal sorrow down ; Never blood V) rich was shed. Never king wore such a crown ; To thy cross and sacrifice Faith now lifts her tearful eyes. 3 All my soul, by love subdued. Melts in deep contrition there ; By thy mighty grace renewed. New-born hope forbids despair : Lord ! thou canst my guilt forgive, Thou hast bid me look and live. 4 While with broken heart I kneel. Sinks the inward storm to rest ; Life, immortal life, I feel Kindled in my throbbing breast; Thine, for ever thine, I am ; Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 303 7s, 6 lines. 1 Blessed Saviour ! thee I love All my other joys above ; All my hopes in thee abide — Thou my Hope, and naught beside ; Ever let my glory be Only, only, only thee. SQ THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 2 Once again beside the cross, All my gain I count, but loss ; Earthly pleasures fade a-n"ay, Clouds they are that hide my day; Hence, vain shadows ! let me see Jesus crucified for me. S Blessed Saviour ! thine am I, Thine to live and thine to die ; Height or depth or creature power Ne'er shall hide my Saviour more; Ever shall ray glory be Only, only, only thee. 304 . 7s, 6 lines. 1 Rock of ages, cleft for me ! Let me hide myself in thee; Let the water and the blood From thy riven side whicli flowed, Be of sin the double cure; Cleanse me from its guilt and power. 2 Not the labors of my hands Can fulfill thy law's demands; Could my zeal no respite know, Could my tears for ever flow, All for sin could not atone ; Thou must save, and thou alone. 8 Nothing in my hand I bring ; Simply to thy cross I cling ; Naked, come to thee for dress, Helpless, look to thee for grace. Foul, I to the fountain fly ; Wash me. Saviour ! or I die. 4 Whilst I draw this fleeting breath. When my eyelids close in death, When I soar through worlds unknown, See thee on thy judgment throne, llock of ages, cleft for me ! Let me hide myself in thee. 305 7s. D. 1 Jesus, lover of my soul ! Let ne to thy bosom (ly While the billows near me roll, While the tempest still is high ; Hide rae, my Saviour, hide. Till the storm of life is 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; 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, Christ ! art all I want, More than all in thee I find ; Eaise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick and lead the blind ; Just and holy is thy name, I am all unrighteousness ; False and full of sin I am, Thou art full ol truth and grace. 4 Plenteous grace with thee is found- Grace to cover 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. 306 7s. D. 1 'T IS my happiness below Not to live without the cross; But the Saviour's power to know, Sanctifying every loss. Trials must and will befall; But with humble faith to see Love inscribed upon tkem all, This is happiness to me. 2 God in Israel sows the seeds Of affliction, pain and toil i I THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 87 These spring up and cboke the weeds Which would else o'erspread the soil. Trials make the promise sweet, Trials give new life to prayer ; Trials b^ing me to his feet, Lay me low and keep me there. 3 Did I meet no trials here, No chastisement by the way, Might I not, with reason, fear I should prove a castaway ? Aliens may escape the rod. Sunk in earthly, vain delight. But the true-born child of God Must not, would not, if he might. 307 7s. D. 1 Jesus, merciful and mild ! Lead me as a helpless child. On no other arm but thine Would my weary soul recline ; I am weakness, thou art might ; I am darkness, thou art light ; I am all defiled with sin. Thou canst make me pure within. 2 Jesus, Saviour all divine ! Hast th -1 made me truly thine ? Hast thou bought me by thy blood? Reconciled my heart to God ? Hearken to my tender prayer. Let me thine own image bear ; Let me love thee more and more rill I reach heaven's blissful shore. 308 L. M. 6 lines. 1 Co5iE, C thou traveler unknown ! Whom still I hold, but cannot see. My company before is gone. And I am left alone with thee ; With thee all night I mean to stay. And wrestle till the break of day. 2 I need nc^"- tell thee who I am ; My sin and misery declare ; Thyself hast called me by my name; Look on thy hands and read it there ; But who, I ask thee, who art thou? Tell me thy name, and tell me now. 3 In vain thou strugglest to get free ; I never will unloose my hold ! Art thou the Man that died for me ? The secret of thy love unfold ; Wrestling, I will not let thee go, Till I thy name, thy nature, know. 4 Wilt thou not yet to me reveal Thy new, unutterable name? Tell me, I still beseech thee, tell ; To know it now resolved I am ; Wrestling, I will not let thee go, Till I thy name, thy nature, know. 309 L. M. 6 lines. 1 Yield to me now, for I am weak, But confident in self-despair ; Speak to my heart, in blessings speak ; Be conquered by my instant prayer: Speak, or thou never hence shalt move, And te^ me if thy name be Love. 2 'T is Love ! 't is Love ! thou diedst for me ; I hear thy whisper in my heart ; The morning breaks, the shadows flee ; Pure, universal Love thou art : To me, to all, thy bowels move — Thy nature and thy name is Love. 3 My prayer hath power with God ; the grace Unspeakable I now receive; Through faith I see thee face to face, I see thee face to face, and live ! In vain I have not wept and strove; Thy nature and thy name is Love. 4 I know thee. Saviour! who thou art- Jesus, the feeble sinner's Friend ; Nor wilt thou with tJie night depart, But stay and love me to the end ; Thy mercies never shall remove; Thy nature and thy name is Love. 88 THE LOKD JESUS CHRIST. 310 L. M. 6 lines. 1 The Sun of righteousness on me Hath risen with healing In his wings ; Withered my nature's strength, from thee My soul its life and succor brings ; My help is all laid up above ; Thy nature and thy name is Love. 2 Contented, now, upon my thigh I halt, till life's short journey end ; All helplessness, all Aveakness, I On thee alone for strength depend ; Nor have I power from thee to move ; Thy nature and thy name is Love. 3 Lame as I am, I take the prey, Hell, earth and sin with ease o'ercome ; I leap for joy, pursue my way. And as a bounding hart fly home, Through all eternity to prove Thy nature and thy name is Love. 311 7s. 1 People of the living God, I have sought the world around, Paths of sin and sorrow trod. Peace and comfort nowhere found. Now to you my spirit turns — Turns, a fugitive unblest : Brethren, where your altar burns, Oh, receive me into rest. 2 Lonely I no longer roam. Like the cloud, the wind, the wave : Where you dwell shall be my home, Where j'ou die shall be my grave. Mine the God whom you adore, Your Redeemer shall be mine ; Earth can fill my heart no more, Every idol I resign. 3 Tell me not of gain or loss. Ease, enjoyment, pomp and power ; Welcome poverty and cross, Shame, reproach, affliction's hour. D. " Follow me !" I know thy voice 1 Jesus, Lord ! thy steps I see ; Now I take thy yoke by choice ; Light thy burden now to me. 312 6s. D. 1 My Jesus! as thou wilt! Oh, may thy will be mine ; Into thy hand of love I would my all resign ; Through sorrow or through joy Conduct me as thine own. And help me still to say, My Lord, thy will be done. 2 My Jesus ! as thou wilt ! Though seen through many a tear, Let not my star of hope Grow dim or disappear ; Since thou on earth hast wept And sorrowed oft alone, If I must weep with thee, My Lord, thy will be done. S My Jesus ! as thou wilt ! All shall be well for me ; Each changing future scene I gladly trust with thee ; Then to my home above I travel calmly on, And sing, in life or death, My Lord, thy will be done. 313 1 Thy way, not mine, Lord I However dark it be ; Lead me by thine own hand ; Choose out the path for me. I dare not choose my lot; I would not if I might; Choose thou for me, my God 1 So shall I walk aright. 2 Tlic kingdom that I seek Is thine ; so let the way That leads to it be thine, Else I must surely stray. 6s. D. THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 89 Take tliou my cup, and it With joy or sorrow fill, As best to thee may seem ; Choose thou my good and ill. 3 Choose thou for me my friends, My sickness or my health ; Choose thou my cares for me, My poverty or wealth. Not mine, not mine, the choice, In things or great or small ; Be thou my Guide, my Strength, My Wisdom and my All. 314 8s & 7i 1 Love divine, all loves excelling, Joy of heaven, to earth come down ! Fix in us thine humble dwelling ; All thy faithful mercies crown ; Jesus ! thou art all compassion. Pure unbounded love thou art; Yisit us with thy salvation ; Enter every trembling heart. 2 Breathe, oh breathe thy loving Spirit Into every troubled breast; Let us all in thee inherit, Let us find the promised rest : Take away the love of sinning ; Alpha and Omega be ; End of faith, as its beginning ! Set our hearts at liberty. 3 Come, almighty to deliver, Let us all thy life receive ; Suddenly return, and never, Never more thy temples leave ; Thee we would be always blessing, Serve thee as thy hosts above, Pray, and praise thee without ceasing, Glory in thy perfect love. 4 Finish then thy new creation ; Pure and sinless let us be ; Let us see thy great salvation, Perfectly restored in thee ; Changed from glory into glory, Till in heaven we take our place, Till we cast our crowns before thee Lost in wonder, love and praise. 315 8s & 7s. D. 1 Gently, Lord, oh, gently lead us Through this lonely vale of tears, Through the changes thou'st decreed us, Till our last great change appears; When temptation's darts assail us. When in devious paths we stray, Let thy goodness never fail us, Lead us in thy perfect way. 2 In the hour of pain and anguish, In the hour when death draws near, Suffer not our hearts to languish, Sufier not our souls to fear; And when mortal life is ended. Bid us in thine arms to rest. Till by angel bands attended We awake among the blest. 316 8s & 7i 1 Jesus ! full of all compassion. Hear thy humble suppliant's cry. Let me knoif thy great salvation ; See, I languish, faint and die; Guilty, but with heart relenting, Overwhelmed with helpless grief. Prostrate at thy feet repenting, Send, oh send me quick relief. 2 Whither should a wretch be flying But to him who comfort gives? Whither from the dread of dying But to him who ever lives? While I view thee, wounded, grieving Breathless on the cursed tree. Fain I 'd feel my heart believing That thou sufier'dst thus for m«. 3 With thy righteousness and Spirit I am more than angels blessed : D. 90 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. Heir with thee, all things inherit, Peace and joy and endless rest : Saved ! the deed shall spread new glory- Through the shining realms above • Angels sing the pleasing story, All enraptured with thy love. 317 88 & 7s. D. 1 Jesus ! I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow thee ; Naked, poor, despised, forsaken. Thou from hence my all shalt be ; Perish, every fond ambition, All I've sought or hopod or known. Yet how rich is my condition ! God and heaven are still my own ! 2 Let the world despise and leave me. They have left my Saviour too ; Human hearts and looks deceive me — Thou art not, like them, untrue; Oh, while thou dost smile upon me, God of wisdom, love and might I Foes may hate and friends disown me. Show thy face, and all is bright. 3 Man may trouble and distress me, 'T will but drive me to thy breast ; Life with trials hard may press me. Heaven will bring me sweeter rest; Oh, 'tis not in grief to harm me While thy love is left to me ; Oh, 'twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with thee. 4 Go, then, earthly fame and treasure ! Come, disaster, scorn and pain ! In thy service pain is pleasure. With thy favor loss is gain. I have called thee, Abba, Father ; I have stayed my heart on thee ; Storms may howl, and clouds may gather, All must work for good to me. 5 Soul, then know thy full salvation. Rise o'er sin and fear and care ; Joy to find in every station Something still to do or bear. Think what Spirit dwells within thee; Think that Father's smiles are thine ; Think that Jesus died to win thee; Child of heaven, canst thou repine? 6 Haste thee on from grace to glory, Armed by faith and winged by prayer Heaven's eternal day 's before thee, God's own hand shall guide thee there ; Soon shall close thy earthly mission, Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days, Hope shall change to glad fruition. Faith to sight and prayer to praise, 318 8,s & 73. 1 Lord ! I know thy grace is nigh me, Thee thyself I cannot see ; Jesus, Master ! pass not by me ; - Son of David ! pity me. 2 While I sit in weary blindness, Longing for the blessed light, Many taste thy loving-kindness ; " Lord ! I would receive my sight." 3 I would see thee and adore thee, And thy word the power can give ; Hear the sightless soul implore thee ; Let me see thy face and live. 4 Ah ! what touch is this that thrills me? What this burst of strange delight ? Lo ! the rapturous vision fills me ! This is Jesus ! this is sight I 5 Room, ye saints that throng behind him I Let me follow in the way ; I will teach the blind to find him Who can turn their night to day. ^ 319 8s & 7s 1 Light of those whose dreary dwelling Borders on the shades of death, Come, and, by thyself revealing, Dissipate the clouds beneath. THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 91 2 Thou, new heaven and eartli's Creator ! In our deepest darkness rise ; Scattering all the night of nature, Pouring day upon our eyes, 8 Still we wait for thy appearing ; Life and joy thy heaius impart, Chasing all our fears, and cheering Every poor, benighted heart. 4 Come, extend thy wonted favor To our ruined, guilty race ; Come, thou blest, exalted Saviour! Come, apply thy saving grace. 5 By thine all-atoning merit Every burdened soul release ; By the teachings of thy Spirit Guide us into perfect peace. 320 8s & 7s J. One there is above all others Well deserves the name of Friend ; His is love beyond a brother's, Costly, free and knows no end. 2 Which of all our friends to save us Could or would have shed his blood ? But our Saviour died, to have us Keconciled in him to God. 3 When he lived on earth, abased, Friend of sinners was his name; Now, above all glory raised, He rejoices in the same. 4 Oh, for grace our hearts to soften ! Teach us. Lord ! at length to love : We, alas ! forget too often What a Friend we have above. 321 8s & 7s. D. 1 Haix, my ever-blessed Jesus ! Only thee I wish to sing ; To my soul thy name is precious. Thou my Prophet, Priest and King : Oh, what mercy flows from heaven I Oh, what joy and happiness ! Love I much ? I 've much forgiven ; I 'm a miracle of grace. 2 Once with Adam's race in ruin, Unconcerned in sin, I lay; Swift destruction still pursuing. Till my Saviour passed by : Witness, all ye host of heaven I My Redeemer's tenderness ; Love I much ? I 've much forgiven ; I 'm a miracle of grace. 3 Shout, ye bright angelic choir ! Praise the Lamb enthroned above ; Whilst, astonished, I admire God's free grace and boundless love That blest moment I received him Filled my soul with joy and peace ; Love I much ? I 've much forgiven ; I 'm a miracle of grace. DOXOLOGY. Praise the God of our salvation ; Praise the Father's boundless love ; Praise the Lamb, our expiation ; Praise the Spirit from above ; Author of the new creation, Him by whom our spirits live ; Undivided adoration To the One Jehovah give, 322 8s & 7s. D. 1 Welcome, welcome, dear Redeemer ! Welcome to this heart of mine ; Lord ! I make a full surrender. Every power and thought be thine Thine entirely. Through eternal ages thine. 2 Known to all to be thy mansion, Earth and hell will disappear ; Or in vain attempt possession, When they find the Lord is near; Shout, Zion ! S jiout, ye saints ! the Lord is here. 92 THE LOKD JESUS CHRIST. 323 lis. 1 The Lord is my Shepherd ; no want shall I know ; I feed in green pastures ; safe folded I rest ; He leadeth ruy soul where the still waters flow, Kestores me when wandering, redeems when oppressed. Through the valley and shadow of death though I stray. Since thou art my Guardian, no evil I fear ; Thy rod shall defend me, thy staff be my stay ; No harm can hefall with my Comforter near. 3 In the midst of aflaiction my tahle is spread : With blessings unmeasured my cup runneth o'er ; With perfume and oil thou anointest my head ; Oh, what shall I ask of thy providence more? 4 Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful God ! Still follow my steps till I meet thee above ; I seek, by the path which my forefathers trod Through the land of their sojourn, thy king- dom of love. 324 lis. 1 How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ! What more can he say than to you he hath said, you who unto Jesus for refuge have fled ? 2 When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie, 1 My grace, all-suflB,cient, shall be thy supply ; The flame shall not hurt thee ; I only design Ihy dross to consume and thy gold to refine. 8 E'en down to old age all my people shall prove My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love; And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn, Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be borne. 4 The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose I will not, I will not desert to his foes ; That soul, though all hell should endeavor tc shake, I '11 never, no, never, no, never, forsake. 325 lis. 1 Begone, unl)elief, my Saviour is near, And for my relief he will surely appear ; By prayer let me wrestle, and he will perform ; With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm. 2 Though dark be my way, thou, Lord ! art my guide; 'Tis mine to obey, 'tis thine to provide ; Though cisterns be broken and creatures all fail, The word thou hast spoken shall surely pre- vail. 3 Since all that I meet shall work for my good, The bitter is sweet, the medicine food : Though painful at present, 'twill cease before long, And tlien oh, how pleasant the conqueror's song ! 326 lis. 1 I ONCE was a stranger to grace and to God ; I knew not my danger and felt not my load; Though friends spoke in rapture of Christ on the tree, Jehovah, my Saviour, was nothing to me. 2 When free grace awoke me by light from oa high, Then legal fears shook me; I trembled to die; No refuge, no safety, in self could I see ; Jehovah ! thou only ray Saviour must be. 3 My terrors all vanished before the sweet name . My guilty fears banished, with boldness I came To drink at the fountain life-giving and free : Jehovah, ray Saviour, is all things to me. THE LOED JESUS CHRIST. 93 4 Jehovah, the Lord, is mv treasure and boast ; Jehovah, my Saviour, I ne'er cau be lost ; In thee I shall conquer by flood and by tield ; Jehovah my anchor, Jehovah my shield ! 5 E'en treading the valley, the shadow of death, This watchword shall rally my faltering breath ; For while from life's fever my God sets me free, Jehovah, my Saviour, my death-song shall be ! 327 lis. 1 Come, Jesus, Redeemer ! abide thou with me, Come, gladden my spirit, that waiteth for thee ; Thy smile every shadow shall chase from my heart, And soothe every sorrow, though keen be the smart. 2 Without thee but weakness, with thee I am strong ; B. day thou shalt lead me, by night be my song; Though dangers surround me, I still every fear, Since thou, the Most Mighty, my Helper, art near. 3 Thy love, oh how faithful ! so tender, so pure ; Thy promise, faith's anchor, how steadfast and sure! That love, like sweet sunshine, my cold heart can warm. That promise make steady my soul in the storm. 4 Breathe, breathe on my spirit, oft ruffled, thy peace, From restless vain wishes bid thou my heart cease ; In thee all its longings henceforward shall end, Till glad to thy presence my soul shall asceud, 5 Oh, then, blessed Jesus ! who once for me died. Made clean in the fountain that gushed from thy side, I shall see thy full glory, thy face shall oehold And praise thee for ever with raptures untold. 328 &4s. 1 Jesus ! thy name I love All other names above, Jesus, my Lord ! Oh, thou art all to me ! Nothing to please T see. Nothing apart from thee, Jesus, my Lord ! 2 Thou, blessed Son of God ! Hast bought me with thy blood, Jesus, my Lord ! Oh, how great is thy love, All other loves above — Love that I daily prove, Jesus, my Lord ! 3 AVhen unto thee I flee, Thou wilt my refuge be, Jesus, my Lord ! What need I now to fear? What earthly grief or care. Since thou art ever near ? Jesus, my Lord ! 4 Soon thou wilt come again ; I shall be happy then, Jesus, my Lord ! Then thine own face I '11 see. Then I shall like thee be, Then evermore with thee, Jesus, my Lord ! 329 7s, Cs & 1 Jesus ! let thy pitying eye Call back a wandering sheep ; False to thee, like Peter, I Would fain like Peter weep. Let me be by grace restored ; On me be all long-surt"ering shown ; Turn and look upon me. Lord ! And break my heart of stone. 94 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 2 Saviour, Prince ! enthroned above, Repentance to impart, Give me, through thy dying love, The humble, contrite heart; Give, what I have long implored, A portion of thy grief unknown ; Turn and look upon me, Lord ! And break my heart of atone. 3 See me. Saviour ! from above, Nor suffer me to die ; Life and happiness and love Drop from thy gracious eye ; Speak the reconciling word. And let thy mercy melt me down ; Turn and look upon me, Lord ! And break my heart of stone. 330 7s, 6s & 1 By me, my Saviour ! stand In every trying hour ; Guard me with thine outstretched hand And hold me with thy power ; Mindful of thy faithful word. Thine all-sufficient grace bestow ; Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord I And never let me go. 2 Give me, Lord ! a holy fear, And fix it in my heart; That I may from evil near With watchful care depart ; Still thy timely help afford. And all thy loving-kindness show; Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord ! And never let me go. 3 Let me never leave thy breast. From thee, my Saviour ! stray ; Thou art my support and rest, My true and living way ; My exceeding great reward. In heaven above and earth below ; Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord ! And never let me go. 4 Never let me go till I, Upborne on wings of love, Gain the regions of the sky, And take my seat above ; Thou hast passed thy gracious word That thou wilt bring me safely through ; Thou wilt, therefore, keep me. Lord ! Nor ever let me go. 331 7s&6g 1 I LAY my sins on Jesus, The spotless Lamb of God ; He bears them all, and frees us From the accursed load; I bring my guilt to Jesus, To wash my crimson stains White in his blood most precious, Till not a spot remains. 2 I lay my wants on Jesus; All fullness dwells in him ; He heals all ray diseases, He doth my soul redeem; I lay my griefs on Jesus, My burdens and my cares; He from them all releases. He all my sorrows shares. 3 I long to be like Jesus, Meek, loving, lowly, mild; I long to be like Jesus, The Father's holy child ; I long to be with Jesus Amid the heavenly throng, To sing, M'ith saints, his praises, To learn the angels' song. 332 7s & 68. 1 In heavenly love abiding. No change my heart shall fear, And safe is such confiding. For nothing changes here; The storm may roar without me, My heart may low be laid. But God is round about me. And can I be dismayed ? THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 95 2 Whereyer he may guide me, No want shall turn me back ; My Shepherd is beside me, And nothing can I lack ; His wisdom ever waketh, His sight is never dim ; He knows the way he taketh, And I will walk with him. 3 Green pastures are before me Which yet I have not seen ; Bright skies will soon be o'er me Where darkest clouds have been ; My hope I cannot measure, My path to life is free ; My Saviour has my treasure, And he will walk with me. This still its prayer shall be : More love, O Christ ! to thee, More love to thee ! 334 6S&43, 333 6s & 43. 1 More love to thee, Christ ! More love to thee ! Hear thou the prayer I make On bended knee ; This is my earnest plea : More love, Christ ! to thee, More love to thee ! 2 Once earthly joy I craved, Sought peace and rest ; Now thee alone I seek — Give what is best ; This all my prayer shall be : More love, O Christ ! to thee, More love to thee ! 3 Let sorrow do its work, Send grief and pain ; Sweet are thy messengers, Sweet their refrain, When they can sing with me, More love, Christ ! to thee, More love to thee ! 4 Then shall my latest breath Whisper thy praise ; This be the parting cry My heart shall raise, 1 Saviour ! I follow on, Guided by thee, Seeing not yet the hand That leadeth me ; Hushed be my heart, and still. Fear I no further ill, Only to meet thy will My will shall be. 2 Riven the rock for me. Thirst to relieve. Manna from heaven falls Fresh every eve; Never a want severe Causeth my eye a tear, But thou art whispering near, " Only believe !" 3 Often to Marah's brink Have I been brought ; Shrinking the cup to drink, Help I have sought ; And with the prayer's ascent Jesus the branch has rent ; Quickly relief he sent. Sweetening the draught. 4 Saviour ! I long to walk Closer with thee ; Led by thy guiding hand Ever to be; Constantly near thy side, Quickened and purified. Living for him who died Freely for me I 335 1 My faith looks up to thee Thou Lamb of Calvary, Saviour divine I f S & 48. m THE LOED JESUS CHRIST. Now hear me while I pray, Take all my guilt away, Oh, let me, from this day, Be wholly thine. 2 May thy rich grace impart Strength to my fainting heart, My zeal inspire ; As thou hast died for me, Oh, may my love to thee Pure, warm and changeless be, A living lire. 3 While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread. Be thou my Guide ; Bid darkness turn to day, Wipe sorrow's tears away. Nor let me ever stray From thee aside. 4 When ends life's transient dream. When death's cold, sullen stream Shall o'er me roll, Blest Saviour ! then, in love, Fear and distrust remove ; Oh, bear me safe above, A ransomed soul. 336 6s & 4s. 1 Saviour ! I look to thee, Be not thou far from me Mid storms that lower ; On me thy care bestow. Thy loving-kindness show. Thine arms around me throw This trying hour. 2 Saviour! I look to thee Feeble as infancy. Gird up ray heart ; Author of life and light, Thou hast an arm of might. Thine is the sovereign right. Thy strength impart. 8 Saviour, I look to thee. Let me thy fullness see, Save me from fear ; While at thy cross T kneel, All my backslidiugs heal, And a full pardon seal. My soul to cheer. 4 Saviour ! I look to thee, Thine shall the glory be, Hearer of prayer ; Thou art my only aid, On thee my soul is stayed. Naught can my heart invade While thou art near. 337 &4s. Behold the Lamb of God ! thou for sinners slain ! Let it not be in vain That thou hast died ; Thee for my Saviour let me take, My only refuge let me make Thy iJiercM side. Behold the Lamb of God ! Into the sacred flood Of thy most precious blood My soul I cast ; Wash me and make me clean within, And keep me pure from every sin. Till life be past. Behold the Lamb of God ! All hail, incarnate Word, Thou everlasting Lord, Saviour most blest ! Fill us with love that never faints, Grant us with all thy blessed sainta Eternal rest. Behold the Lamb of God 1 Worthy is he alone That sitteth on the throne Of God above; One with the Ancient of all days, One with the (Comforter in praise, All light and love. THE LORD JESUS CHEIST. 97 338 8s & 7 s. 1 Come, my R-edeemer! come, And deign to dwell with me ; Come, and thy right assume, And bid thy rivals flee ; Come, my Redeemer ! quickly come, And make my heart thy lasting home. 2 Exert thy mighty power, And banish all my sin ; In this auspicious hour Bring all thy graces in ; Come, my Redeemer ! quickly come, And make my heart thy lasting home. 3 Rule thou in every thought And passion of my soul. Till all my powers are brought Beneath thy full control ; Come, my Redeemer ! quickly come. And make my heart thy lasting home. 4 Then shall ray days be thine, And all my heart be love, And joy and peace be mine, Such as are known above ; Come, my Redeemer! quickly conn!. And make my heart thy lasting home. 339 8s & 7s. 1 I WOULD love thee, God and Father ! My Redeemer and my King I I would love thee, for without thee Life is but a bitter thing. 2 T would love thee ; look upon me, Ever guide me with thine eye: I would love thee ; if not nourished By thy love, my soul would die. 8 I would love thee; may thy brightness Da/zle my rejoicing eyes ; I would love thee; may thy goodness Watch from heaven o'er all I prize. 4 I would love thee — I have vowed it ; On thy love my heart is set ; While I love thee I will never My Redeemer's blood forget. 340 8s. D. 1 To Jesus, the crown of my hope, My soul is in haste to be gone ; Oh, bear me, ye cherubim ! up. And waft me avray to his throne ; My Saviour whom absent I love, Whom, not having seen, I adore, Whose name is exalted above All glory, dominion and power, 2 Dissolve thou these hands that detain My soul from her portion in thee ; Ah ! strike off this adamant chain, And make me eternally free. When that happy era begins. When arrayed in thy glories I shine, Nor grieve any more by my sins The bosom on which I recline, 3 Oh, then shall the veil be removed, And round me thy brightness be poured ; I shall meet him whom absent I loved, I shall see whom unseen I adored ; And then nevermore shall the fears, The trials, temptations and woes. Which darken this valley of tears, Intrude on my blissful repose. 341 ^- 8s. D. 1 Yk angels who stand round the throne And view my Immanuel's face, In rapturous songs make him known. Tune all your soft harps to his praise; He formed you the spirits you are, So happy, so noble, so good; When others sank down in despair, Confirmed by his power, you stood. 2 Ye saints who stand nearer than they, And cast your bright crowns at his f«et, His grace and his glory display. And all liis rich mercy repeat ; 98 GOD THE FATHER. ]Te snatched you from hell and the grave, He ransomed from death and despair, For you he was mighty to save, Almighty to bring you safe there. 8 Oh, when will the period appear When I shall unite in your song? I 'm weary of lingering here, And I to your Saviour belong ; I want, oh, I want to be there, AVhere sorrow and sin hid adieu, Your joy and your friendship to share, To wonder and worship with you. 342 5s, 8s & 5p. 1 Jesus ! guide our way To eternal day ; So shall we, no more delaying. Follow thee, thy voice obeying ; Lead iis by thy hand To our fatherland. 2 When we danger meet. Steadfast make our feet ; Lord ! preserve us uncomplaining Mid the darkness round us reigning ; Through adversity Lies our way to thee. 3 Order all our way Through this mortal day; In our toil with aid be near us ; In our need with succor cheer us; When life's course is o'er, Open thou the door. 343 5s, 8s & 5s. 1 Jesus! still lead on. Till our rest be won ; And although the way be cheerless, We will follow, calm and fearless ; Guide us by thy hand To our fatherland. 2 If the way be drear, If the foe he near, Let not faithless^ fears o'crtake us, Let not faith and hope forsake us; For through many a foe To our home we go. 3 When we seek relief From a long-felt grief. When temptations come, alluring. Make us patient and enduring ; Show us that bright shore Where wc weep no more. 4 Jesus ! still lead on Till our rest be won ; Heavenly Leader, still direct us, Still support, console, protect us. Till we safely stand In our fatherland. GOD THE FATHER. 344 L. M. D. 1 The spacious firmament on high. With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. Tlie unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's powers disi)lay. And publishes to every land The work of an almighty Hand. 2 Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale. And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth ; Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn. Confirm the tidings as they roll. And spread the truth from pole to pole 3 What though in solemn silence all IMove round the dark terrestrial ball? What though no real voice nor sound Amidst their radiant orbs be found? GOD THE FATHER. 99 In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice, For ever singing as they shine, " The Hand that made us is divine." 345 L. M. 1 High in the heavens, eternal God ! Thy goodness in full glory shines ; Thy truth shall break through every cloud That veils and darkens thy designs. 2 For ever firm thy justice stands, As mountains their foundations keep ; Wise are the wonders of tliy hands. Thy judgments are a mighty deep. 3 My God ! how excellent thy grace, "Whence all our hope and comfort spring ! The sons of Adam, in distress. Fly to the shadow of thy wing. 4 From the provisions of thy house We shall be fed with sweet repast ; There mercy like a river flows. And brings salvation to our taste. 5 Life, like a fountain, rich and free. Springs from the presence of the Lord, And in thy light our souls shall see The glories promised in thy word. 346 L. M. 1 Jehovah reigns ; he dwells in light. Girded with majesty and might; The world, created by his hands. Still on its first foundation stands. 2 But ere this spacious world was made Or had its first foundations laid, Thy throne eternal ages stood. Thyself, the ever-living God. 3 Like floods the angry nations rise, And aim their rage against the skies ; Vain floods, that aim their rage so high ! At thy rebuke the billows die. 4 For ever shall thy throne endure, Thy promise stands for ever sure, And everlasting holiness Becomes the dwellings of thy grace. 347 L. M. 1 Up to the hills I lift mine eyes — ■ The eternal liills beyond the skies ; Thence all her help my soul derives, There my almighty Refuge lives. 2 He lives — the everlasting God That built the world, that spread the flood ; The heavens with all their hosts he made, And the dark regions of the dead. .3 He guides our feet, he guards our way ; His morning smiles bless all the day ; He spreads the evening veil, and keepa The silent hours while Israel sleeps. 4 Israel, a name divinely blest. May rise secure, securely rest; Thy holy Guardian's wakeful eyes Admit no slumber nor surprise. 5 Should earth and hell with malice burn, Still thou shalt go, and still return, Safe in the Lord ; his heavenly care . Defends thy life from every snare. 343 L. K 1 The Lord is King ! lift up thy voice, O earth 1 and, all ye heavens ! rejoice ; From world to world the joy shall ring : The Lord omnipotent is King ! 2 The Lord is King ! who then shall dare Resist his will, distrust his care? Holy and true are all his ways ; Let every creature speak his praise. 3 The Lord is King! exalt your strains. Ye saints ! your God, your Father, reigns One Lord, one empire, all secures ; He reigns, and life and death are yours. 100 GOD THE FATHER. 4 Oh, when his wisdom can mistake, His might decay, his love forsalie. Then may his children cease to sing, The Lord omnii)otent is King! 349 L. M. 1 Jehovah reigns ! his throne is high. His robes are light and majesty ; His glory shines with beams so bright No mortal can sustain the sight. 2 His terrors keep the world in awe ; His justice guards his lioiy law ; His love reveals a smiling face ; His truth and promise seal the grace. 3 Through all his works his wisdom shines, And baflies Satan's deep designs ; His power is sovereign to fulfill The noblest counsels of his will. 4 And will this glorious Lord descend To be my father and my friend? Then let my songs with angels join ; Heaven is secure if God be mine. 350 L. M. 1 The heavens declare thy glory. Lord ! In every star thy wisdom shines ; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines. 2 The rolling sun, the changing light And nights and days thy power confess, But the blest volume thou hast writ Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 8 Sun, moon and stars convey thy praise Round the whole earth, and never stand ; So, when thy truth began its race, It touched and glanced on every land. 4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest Till tlirough the world thy truth has run, Till Christ has all the nations blest That see the light or feel the suu. 5 Great Sun of righteousness! arise; Bless the dark world with heavenly light ; Thy gospel makes the simple wise. Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. G Thy noblest wonders here we view In souls renewed and sins forgiven ; Lord ! cleanse my sins, my soul renew, And make thy word my guide to heaven. 351 L. M. 1 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong ; Crown him, ye nations ! in your song ; His Avondrous names and powers rehearse ; His honors shall enrich your verse. 2 He rides and thunders through the sky His name, Jehovah, sounds on high ; Sing to his name, ye sons of grace! Ye saints ! rejoice before his face. 3 He breaks the captive's heavy chain, 7\.nd prisoners see the light again; But rebels who dispute his will Shall dwell in chains and darkness still. 4 Proclaim him King, pronounce him blest; He's your defence, your joy, your rest; When terroi's rise and nations faint, God is the strength of every saint. 352 L. M. 1 Thee we adore, eternal Lord! We praise thy name with one accord; Thy saints who here thy goodness see Through all the world do M'orship thee. 2 To thee aloud all angels cry. And ceaseless raise their songs on high, Both cherubim and seraphim, The heavens and all the powers therein. 3 The apostles join the glorious throng; The prophets swell the immortal song; The martyrs' noble army raise Eternal anthems to thy praise. GOD THE FATHER. 101 4 Thee, holy, holy, holy King! Thee, Lord God of hosts I they sing ; Thus earth below and heaven abovo Eesound thy glory and thy love. 353 L. M. 1 Lord of all being! throned afar, Thy glory flames from sun and star ; Centre and soul of every sphere, Yet to each loving heart how near ! 2 Sun of our life! thy quickening ray Sheds on our path the glow of day ; Star of our hope ! thy softened light Cheers the long Avatehes of the night. 3 Our midnight is thy smile withdrawn; Our noontide is thy gracious dawn ; Our rainbow arch thy mercy's sigu ; All save the clouds of sin are thine. 4 Lord of all life ! below, above. Whose light is truth, whose warmth is love. Before thy ever-blazing throne We ask no lustre of our own. 5 Grant us thy truth to make us free, And kindling hearts that burn for thee, Till all thy loving altars claim One holy light, one heavenly flame. 354 L. M. 1 LoKD ! thou hast searched and seen me through ; Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh, with all their powers. 2 My thoughts before they are my own Are to my God distinctly known ; He knows the words I mean to speak Ere from my opening lips they break. S Within thy circling power I stand ; On every side I find thy hand; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. 4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great! What large extent ! what lofty height ! My soul, with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. 5 Oh, may these thoughts possess my breast Where'er 1 rove, where'er I rest, Nor let my Aveaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. 355 L. M. 1 Awake, ray tongue ! thy tribute bring To him who gave thee power to sing; Praise hini who is all praise above, The source of light and truth and love. 2 How vast his knowledge, how profound ! A depth where all our thoughts are drowned; The stars he numbers, and their names He gives to all these heavenly flames. 3 Through each bright world above behold Ten thousand thousand charms unfold; Earth, air and mighty seas combine To speak his wisdom all divine. 4 But in redemption, oh what grace ! Its Avonders, oh Avliat thought can trace ? Here Avisdom shines for ever bright ; Praise him, my soul! Aviih SAveet delight. I 356 L. M. 1 On, dreadful glory that doth make Thick darkness round the heavenly throne, Through Avhieh no angel eye may break. Wherein the Lord doth dwell alone I 2 What secret place, what distant star, Is like, dread Lord! to thine abode? Why dwellest thou from us so far? We yearn for thee, thou hidden God. 3 Yain searchers ! but we need not mourn. We need not stretch our weary wings ; Thou meetest us where'er we turn ; Thou beamest. Lord ! from aU bright things I 102 GOD THE FATHER. 4 But sweetest, Lurd ! dost thou appear In the dear Saviour's smiling face; The heavenly majesty draws near, And oifers us its liiud embrace. 5 To us, vain searchers after God, To us the Holy Ghost doth come; From us thou hidest thine abode, But thou wilt make our souls thy home. 357 L. M. 1 The Lord, how wondrous are his ways ! How firm his truth, how large his grace ! He takes his mercy for his throne, And thence he makes his glories known. 2 Not half so high his power hath spread The starry heavens above our head, As his rich love exceeds our praise — Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. 3 Not half so far hath nature placed The rising morning from the west, As his forgiving grace removes The daily guilt of those he loves. 4 How slowly doth his wrath arise ! On swifter wings salvation flies; And if he lets his anger burn, \Iow soon his frowns to pity turn ! 5 But his eternal love is sure To all the saints, and shall endure; From age to age his truth shall reign, Nor children's children hope in vain. 358 L. 1 Up to the Lord, who reigns on high And views the nations from afar. Let everlasting praises fly, And tell how large his bounties are. 2 He overrules all mortal things. And manages our mean affairs ; On humble souls the King of kings Bestows his counsels and his cares. M. I 3 Our sorrows and our tears we pour Into the bosom of our God; He hears us in the mournful hour, And helps us bear the heavy load. 4 Oh, could our thankful hearts devise A tribute equal to thy grace. To the third heaven our songs should rise, And teach the golden harps thy praise. 359 L. M. 1 Give thanks to God ; he reigns above; Kind are his thoughts, his name is love ; His mercy ages past have known. And ages long to come shall own. 2 Lot the redeemed of the Lord The wonders of his grace record, Israel, the nation whom he chose, And rescued from their mighty foes. 3 He feeds and clothes us all the way. He guides our footsteps lest we stray ; He guards us with a powerful hand, And brings us to the heavenly land. 4 Oh, let the saints with joy record The truth and goodness of the Lord; How great his works, how kind his ways I Let every tongue pronounce his praise. 360 H. M. 1 The glory of the Lord The heavens declare abroad; The firmament displays The handiwork of God; Day unto day declareth speech. And night to night doth knowledge teach. 2 Aloud they do not speak, They utter forth no word, Nor into language break — Their voice is never heard ; Their line through all the earth '?stend% Their words to earti 's remotest ends. GOD THE FATHER. 103 8 God's perfect law converts . The soul iu sin that lies; His testimony sure Doth make the simple wise ; HLs statutes just delight the heart, His holy precepts light impart. 4 The fear of God is clean, And ever doth endure ; His judgments all are truth And righteousness most pure ; To be desired are they far more Than finest gold in richest store. 5 "Who can his errors know? From secret faults me cleanse ; Thy servant keep thou back From all presumptuous sins ; Oh, let them not my way control, Nor gain dominion o'er my soul. G Then in thy righteous way My life shall upright be ; I shall be innocent — From great transgression free ; Accept my words and thoughts of heart; Ix)rd ! thou my strength and Saviour art. 361 H. M. 1 Upward I lift mine eyes, From God is all my aid — The God that built the skies And earth and nature made ; God is the tower To which I tiy ; his grace is nigh In every hour. 2 My feet shall never slide. And fall in fatal snares. Since God, my guard and guide, Defends me from my fears ; Those wakeful eyes, That never sleep, shall Israel keep "\^ hen dangers rise. 3 No burning heats by day, Nor blasts of evening air Shall take my health away If Gud be with me there ; Thou art my sun, And thou my shade, to guard my head By night or noon. 4 Hast thoti not given thj- word To save my soul from death ? And I can trust my Lord To keep my mortal breath ; I '11 go and come, Nor fear to die till from on high Thou caU me home. 362 lOs & lis. 1 Oh, worship the King aU-glorious above. Oh, gratefully sing his power and love ; Our Sliield and Defender, the Ancient of days, Pavilioned in splendor and girded with praise. 2 Oh, tell of his might, oh, sing of his grace. Whose robe is the light, whose canopy space ; His chariots of wrath the deep thunder-clouds form, And dark is his path on the wings of the storm. 3 Thy botintiful care what tongue can recite? It breathes in the air, it shines in the light. It streams from the hills, it descends to the plains. And sweetly distills in the dew and the rains. 4 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail, In thee do we trust, nor find thee to fail ; Thy mercies how tender ! how firm to the end ! Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer and Friend. 363 s. P. M. 1 The Lord Jehovah reigns, And royal state maintains, His head with awful glories crowned; Arrayed in robes of light. Begirt with sovereign might. And rays of majesty around. 104 GOD THE FATHER. 2 Thy promises are true, Thy grace is ever new ; There fixed, thy church shall ne'er remove Thy saints with holy fear Shall in tliy courts appear, And sing thine everlasting love. 364 C. M. 1 I srNG the almighty power of God, That made the mountains rise, That spread the flowing seas abroad And built the lofty skies. 2 I sing the wisdom that ordained The sun to rule the day The moon shines full at his command, And all the stars obey. 3 I sing the goodness of the Lord, That filled the earth .with food ; He formed the creatures with his word, And then pronounced them good. 4 Lord! how thy wonders are displayed Where'er I turn mine eye ! If I survey the ground I tread, Or gaze upon the sky I 5 There 's not a plant or flower below But makes thy glories known ; And cloads arise and tempests blow By order from thy throne. 365 C. M. 1 Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name. And in his strength rejoice; When his salvation is our theme, Exalted be our voice. 2 With thanks approach his awful sight, And psalms of honor sing ; The Lord's a God of boundless might, The whole creation's King. 3 ComO; and with humble souls adore ; Come, kneel before his face : Oh, may the creatures of his power Be children of his grace I 4 Now is the time; he bends his ear. And waits for your request ; Come, lest he rouse his wrath, and swear, " Ye shall not see my rest." 366 c. M. 1 Father ! how wide thy glory shines ! How high thy wonders rise ! Known through the earth by thousand signs, By thousand through the skies. 2 But when we view thy strange design To save rebellious worms, Where vengeance and compassion join In their divinest forms, 3 Here the whole Deity is known, Nor dares a creature guess Which of the glories brightest shone, The justice or the grace. 4 Now the full glories of the Lamb Adorn the heavenly plains ; Bright seraphs learn Immanuel's name, And try their choicest strains. 5 Oh, may I bear some humble part . In that immortal song ! Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, And love command my tongue. 367 C. 1 O Tiiou my soul, bless God the Lord, And all that in me is. Oh, be stirred up his holy name To magnify and bless. 2 Bless, my soul, the Lord thy God, And not forgetful be Of all his gracious benefits He hath bestowed on thee. 3 All thy iniquities who doth Jlost graciously forgive ; Who thy diseases all and pains Doth heal, and thee Tolieve. M. GOB THE FATHER. 105 4 "Who doth redeem thy life that thou To death maj'st not go down ; Who thee with loving-kindness doth, And tender mercies, crown ; 5 "Who with abundance of good things Doth satisfy thy mouth ; And even as the eagle's age. He hath renewed thy youth. 6 The Lord Jehovah gracious is, And he is merciful, Long-suffering and slow to wrath, In kindness plentiful. 7 Oh, bless and magnify the Lord, Ye glorious hosts of his ; Ye ministers that do fulfill "W^hate'er his pleasure is. 8 Oh, bless the Lord, all yc his works, "Wherewith the world is stored : In his dominions everywhere, My soul, bless thou the Lord. 368 C. M. 1 Holy and reverend is the name Of our eternal King ; Thrice holy Lord ! the angels cry ; Thrice holy ! let us sing. 2 The deepest reverence of the mind Pay, O my soul, to God ; Lift with thy hands a holy heart To his sublime abode. 3 'V\''ith sacred awe pronounce his name "Whom words nor thoughts can reach ; A broken heart shall please him more Than t.he best forms of speech. 4 Thou holy God ! preserve my soul From all pollution free ; The pure in heart are thy delight, And they thy face shall see. 369 C. M. 1 God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. 2 Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall bri^ak In blessings on your head. 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace ; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face. 5 His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour; The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower. 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err And scan his work in vain ; God is his own interpreter. And he will make it plain. 370 C. ^I 1 Thy way, God ! is in the sea, Thy paths I cannot trace. Nor comprehend the mystery Of thine unbounded grace. 2 'T is but in part I know thy will ; I bless thee for the sight ; "^'hen will thy love the rest reveal In glory's clearer light? 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 I 106 GOD THE FATHER. 4 With rapture I shall soon survey Thy providence and grace ; And spend an everlasting day In wonder, love and praise. 371 CM. 1 Since all the varying scenes of time God's watchful eye surveys, Oh, who so wise to choose our lot Or to appoint our ways ? 2 Good when he gives, supremely good, Nor less when he denies ; E'en crosses from his sovereign hand Are blessings in disguise. 3 Why should we doubt a Father's love. So constant and so kind? To his unerring, gracious will Be every wish resigned. 4 In thy fair book of life divine, My God ! inscribe my name ; There let it fill some humble place Beneath my Lord, the Lamb. 372 C. M. 1 Keep silence, all created things, And wait your Maker's nod ; My soul stands trembling wlrile 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, Kor 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 the eternal pen. i His providence unfolds his book, And makes his counsels shine : Each opening leaf and every stroke Fulfills some deep design. 5 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. 6 In thy fair book of life and grace May I but find my name Recorded in some humble place, Beneath my Lord, the Lamb. 373 C. M. 1 Let children hear the mighty deeds Which God performed of old. Which in our younger years we saw, And which our fathers told. 2 He bids us make his glories known, His works of power and grace. And we 'il convey his wonders down, Through every rising race. 3 Our lips shall tell them to our sons, And they again to theirs, That generations yet unborn May teach them to their heirs. 4 Thus shall they learn in God alone Their hope securely stands, That they may ne'er forget his works, But practice his commands. 374 C. M. 1 The Lord Jehovah unto all His goodness doth declare. And over all his mighty works His tender mercies are. 2 Thy kingdom shall for ever stand, Thy reign through ages all ; God raiseth all that are bowed down, Upholdeth all that fall. 3 The eyes of all things wait on thee, Thou Giver of all good I And thou in season due dost give To every one his food. GOD THE FATHER. 107 4 My mouth the praises of the Lord To publish shall not cease ; Let all flesh join his holy name For evermore to bless. 375 C. M. 1 God ; M-e praise thee, and confess That Lhou the only Lord And everlasting Father art, By all the earth adored. 2 To thee all angels cry aloud ; To thee the powers on high, Both cherubim aud seraphim, Continually do cry. 3 holy, holy, holy Lord ! Whom heavenly hosts obey, The world is with the glory filled Of thy majestic sway. 4 The apostles' glorious company. And prophets crowned with light, "With all the martyrs' noble host, Thy constant praise recite. 5 The holy church throughout the world, Lord ! confesses thee, That thou the eternal Father art, Of boundless majesty, 876 C. M. 1 Gkeat God ! how infinite art thou ! What worthless worms are we ! Let the whole race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to thee. 2 Thy throne eternal ages stood. Ere seas or stars were made ; Thou art the ever-living God, Were all the nations dead. 3 Eternity, with all its years. Stands present in thy view ; To thee there's nothing old appears — Great Grod ! there 'a nothing new. 4 Our lives through various scenes are drawn, And vexed with trifling cares. While thine eternal thought moves on Thine undisturbed affairs. 377 C. M. 1 The Lord our God is clothed with might. The winds obey his will ; He speaks, and in his heavenly height The rolling sun stands still. 2 Rebel, ye waves ! and o'er the land With threatening aspect roar ; The Lord uplifts his awful hand, And chains you to the shore. 3 Howl, winds of night I your force combine ; Without his high behest Ye shall not in the mountain pine Disturb the sparrow's nest, 4 His voice sublime is heard afar, In distant peals it dies ; He yokes the whirlwind to his car, And sweeps the howling skies. 5 Ye nations! bend, in reverence bend; Ye monarchs ! wait his nod. And bid the choral song ascend To celebrate our God. 378 8s & 7s. 1 Call Jehovah thy salvation. Rest beneath the Almighty's shade ; In his secret habitation Dwell, nor ever be dismayed ; 2 There no tumult can alarm thee. Thou shalt dread no hidden snare ; Guile nor violence can harm thee, In eternal safeguard there, 3 From the sword, at noon-day wasting, From the noisome pestilence In the depth of midnight blasting, G^d shall be thy sure defence : 108 GOD TPIE FATHE31. 4 Fear not now the deadly quiver When a thousand feel the blow; M(;rcy shall thy soul deliver Though ten thousand be laid low. 5 Since, with pure and warm alTection Thou on God hast set thy love, With the wings of his protection He will shield thee from above ; C 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. 379 8s & 7s. 1 God is love ; his mercy brightens All the path in which we rove ; Bliss he wakes and woe he lightens ; God is wisdom, God is love. *> Chance and change are busy ever ; Man decays and ages move ; But his mercy waneth never; God is wisdom, God is love. S E'en the hour that darkest seemcth Will his changeless goodness prove; From the gloom his brightness streameth ; God is wisdom, God is love. 4 He with earthly cares entwineth Hope and comfort from above: Everywhere his glory shineth ; God is wisdom, God is love. 380 8s & 7s. 1 Praise the Lord ! ye heavens, adore him, Praise him, angels in the heiglit; Sun and moon, rejoice before him ; Praise him, all ye stars of light. 2 Praise the Lord ! for he hath spoken ; Worlds his mighty voice obeyed; Laws which never shall be broken For their guidance he hath made. 3 Praise the Lord ! for he is glorious ; Never shall his promise fail ; God hath made his saints victorious, Sin and death shall not prevail. 4 Praise the God of our salvation. Hosts on high his power proclaim ; Heaven and earth and all creation Laud and magnify his name. 381 L. M. 1 God ! thou art my God alone ; Early to thee my soul shall cry, A pilgrim in a land unknown, A thirsty land whose springs are dry. 2 Oh, that it were as it hath been. When, praying in the holy jilace, Thy power and glory I have seen, And marked the footsteps of thy grace. 3 Yet through this rough and thorny maze I follow hard on thee, my God ! Thy hand unseen upholds my ways, I safely tread where thou hast trod. 4 Thee, in the watches of the night. When I remember on my bed, Thy presence makes the darkness light, Thy guardian wings are round my head. 5 Better than life itself thy love ; Dearer than all beside to me ; For whom have I in heaven above Or what on earth compared with thee? 382 L. M. 1 O Lord! how full of sweet content Our years of pilgrimage are spent! Where'er we dwell, we dwell with thee, In heaven, in earth or on the sea. 2 To us remains nor place nor time; Our country is in every clime ; We can be calm and free from care On any shore, since God is there. GOD THE FATHER. 109 8 While place we seek or place we shun, The soul finds happiness in none ; But with our God to guide our way, 'Tis equal joy to go or stay. 4 Could we be cast where thou art not, That were indeed a dreadful lot; But regions none remote we call, Secure of finding God in all. 383 L. M. 1 Praise, everlasting praise, be paid To him that earth's foundation laid ; Praise to the God whose strong decrees Ssvay the creation as he please. 2 Praise to the goodness of the Lord, AVho rules his people by his word; And there, as strong as his decrees, He sets his kindest promises. 3 Whence, then, should doubts and fears arise? Why trickling sorrows drown our eyes? Slowly, alas ! our mind receives The comforts that our Maker gives. 4 Oh, for a strong, a lasting faith To credit what the Almighty saith! To embrace the message of his Son, And call the joys of heaven our own ! 5 Then, should the earth's old pillars shake, And all the wheels of nature break. Our steady souls should fear no more Til an solid rocks wiien billows roar. L. M. 384 1 God is the refuge of his saints When storms of sharp distress invade ; Ere we can offer our complaints, BeUiold him present with his aid. 2 Let mountains from their seats be hurled Down to the deep and buried there, Convulsions shake the solid world. Our faith shall never yield to fear. 3 There is a stream whose gentle flow Supplies the city of our God, Life, love and joy still gliding through And watering our divine abode. 4 That sacred stream, thy holy word. Our grief allays, our fear controls ; Sweet peace thy promises aftbrd, And give new strength to fainting soula. 5 Zion enjoys her monarch's love. Secure against a threatening hour; Nor can her firm foundations move. Built on his truth and armed with power. 385 L. M. 1 Lord ! I will bless thee all my days : Thy praise shall dwell upon my tongue ; My soul shall glory in thy grace. While saints rejoice to hear the song. 2 Come, magnify the Lord with me ; Come, let us all exalt his name ; I sought the eternal God, and he Has not exposed my hope to sharoe. 3 I told him all my secret grief. My secret groanings reached his ears; He gave my inward pains relief. And calmed the tumult of my fears. 4 To him the poor lift up their eyes. With heavenly joy their faces shine ; A beam of mercy from the skies Fills them with light and joy divine. 5 His holy angels pitch their tents Around the men that serve the Lord ; Oh, fear and love him, all his saints ! Taste of his grace and trust his word. ? 386 L. M, 1 God will our strength and refuge prove, In all distress a present aid ; And though the trembling earth remove, We will not fear or be dismayed ; 110 GOD THE FATHEE. 2 Though hills be cast amid the sea, And angry billows round them break, Though waters roar and troubled be, And mountains, with their swelling, shake. 3 A river flows whose living streams Make glad the city of our God, The tents where heavenly glory beams. Where God most high hath his abode. 4 God has in her his dwelling made. And she shall nevermore be moved ; Her God shall early give her aid, As he her help hath ever proved. 387 L. M. 1 No change of time shall ever shock My firm affection. Lord ! to thee. For thou hast always been my rock, A fortress and defence to me. 2 Thou my deliverer art, my God ! My trust is in thy mighty power ; Thou art my shield from foes abroad. At home my safeguard and my tower. 3 To thee will I address my prayer To whom all praise we justly owe ; So shall I by thy watchful care Be guarded safe from every foe. 4 Let the eternal Lord be praised. The rock on whose defence I rest, To highest heavens his name be raised, Who me with his salvation blessed. 5 My God ! to celebrate thy fame ^ My grateful voice to heaven I '11 raise, And nations, strangers to thy name. Shall learn to sing thy glorious praise. 388 L. M. 1 Wait, my soul ! thy Maker's will ; Tumultuous passions, all be still ; Nor let a murmuring thought arise ; His ways are just, his counsels wise. 2 He in the thickest darkness dwells. Performs his work, the cause conceals ; And though his footsteps are unknown, Judgment and truth support his throne. 3 In heaven and earth, in air and seas, He executes his wise decrees ; And by his saints it stands confessed That what he does is ever best. 4 Then, my soul! submissive wait. With reverence bow before his seat ; And 'midst the terrors of his rod Trust in a wise and gracious God. 389 L. M. 1 As pants the hart for water-brooks, So pants my soul, God ! for thee ; For thee it thirsts, to thee it looks, And longs the living God to see. 2 Oh, why art thou cast down, my soul? And what should so disquiet thee ? Still hope in God, and him extol Whose face brings saving health to me. 3 Deep calls to deep in thunders loud, Thy waterspouts repeat the call. Whilst o'er me roll the billows proud, And all thy waves upon me fall. 4 Yet shall the Lord command by day His loving-kindness, and his song By night be with me; and I'll pray To him who doth my life prolong. 5 Oh, why art thou cast down, my soul? And what should so disquiet thee? Still hope in God, and hini extol Whose face brings saving health to me. 390 1 No more, my God! I boast no more, Of all the duties I have done ; I quit the hopes I held before To trust the merits of thy Son. L. M. GOD THE FATHER. Ill 2 Now, for the love T bear his name, What was my gain I count my loss; My former pride I call my shame, And nail my glory to his cross. 3 Yes, and I must and will esteem All things but loss for Jesus' sake ; Oh, may my soul be found in him, And of his righteousness partake. 4 The best obedience of my hands Dares not appear before thy throne, But faith can answer thy demands By pleading what my Loi'd has done. 391 L. M. 1 Mt God ! permit me not to be A stranger to myself and thee ; Amidst a thousand thoughts I rove, Forgetful of my highest love. 2 "Why should my passions mix with earth, And thus debase my heavenly birth? Why should I cleave to things below, And let my God, my Saviour, go ? 3 Call me away from flesh and sense, One sovereign word can draw me thence ; I would obey the voice divine, And all inferior joys resign. 4 Be earth, with all her scenes, withdrawn, Let noise and vanity be gone ; In secret silence of the mind. My heaven, and there my God, I iind. 392 L. M. 1 I SEND the joys of earth away — Away, ye tempters of the mind ! False as the smooth, deceitful sea, And empty as the whistling wind. 2 Your streams were floating me along Down to the gulf of black despair ; And while I listened to your song Your streams had e'en conveyed me there. 3 Lord! I adore thy matchless grace, That warned me of that dark abyss, That drew me from those treacherous seas, And bade me seek superior bliss. 4 Now, to the shining realms above, I stretch my hands and glance mine eyes ; Oh, for the pinions of a dove To bear me to the upper skies ! 5 There, from the bosom of my God, Oceans of endless pleasure roll ; There would I fix my last abode, And drown the sorrows of my soul. 393 L. M. 1 Show pity, Lord ! O Lord ! forgive ; Let a repenting rebel live ; Are not thy mercies large and free ? May not a sinner trust in thee ? 2 Oh, wash my soul from every sin. And make my guilty conscience clean ; Here on my heart the burden lies. And past olFences pain mine eyes. 3 My lips with shame my sins confess, Against thy law, against thy grace ; Lord ! should thy judgment grow severe, I am condemned, but thou art clear. 4 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, I must pronounce thee just in death ; And if my soul were sent to hell. Thy righteous law approves it well. 5 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord! Whose hope, still hovering round thy word. Would light on some sweet promise there. Some sure support against despair. 394 L. 1 A BROKEN heart, my God ! my King Is all the sacrifice I bring ; The God of grace will ne'er despieo A broken heart for sacrifice. IVl. 112 GOD THE FATHER. 2 INfy soul lies humbled in the dust, And owns thy dreadful sentence just; Look down, Lord! with pitying eye, And save the soul condemned to die. 8 Then will I teach the world thy ways ; Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace ; I '11 lead them to my Saviour's blood. And they shall praise a pardoning God. 4 Oh, may thy love inspire my tongue ; Salvation shall be all my song, And all my powers shall join to bless The Lord, my strength and righteousness. 395 L. M. 1 O THOU that hear'st when sinners cry ! Though all my crimes before thee lie. Behold them not with angry look, But blot their mem'ry from thy book. 2 Create my nature pure within. And form my soul averse to sin ; Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart, Nor hide thy ijresence from my heart. 3 I cannot live without thy light ; Cast out and bajiished from thy sight ; Thy holy joys, my God ! restore. And guard me, that I fall no more. 4 Though I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord! His help and comfort still aflbrd. And let a wretch come near thy throne To plead the merits of thy Son. 396 L. M. 1 With broken heart and contrite sigh, ' A trembling sinner, Lord ! I cry ; Thy pardoning grace is rich and free; God ! be merciful to me ! 2 I smite upon my troubled breast. With deep and conscious guilt o|)prcssed ; Christ and his cross my only plea ; O God ! be merciful to me I 3 Far off I stand with tearful eyea, Nor dare uplift them to the skies; But thou dost all my anguish see ; God ! be merciful to me ! 4 Nor alms, nor deeds that I have done, Can for a single sin atone; To Calvary alone I flee ; O God ! be merciful to me ! 397 L. M. 1 Ef.tukn, my roving heart! return, And chase these shadowy forms no more; Seek out some solitude to mourn. And thy forsaken God implore. 2 And thou, my God ! whose piercing eye Distinct surveys eacli deep recess, In these abstracted hours draw nigli, And with thy presence fill the place, 3 Through all the mazes of my heart My search let heavenly wisdom guide, And still its radiant beams impart Till all be searched and puridod. 4 Then, with tlie visits of thy love. Vouchsafe my inmost soul to cheer, Till every grace shall join to prove That God has fixed his dwelling there. 398 L. M. 1 When at thy footstool. Lord ! I bend. And plead with thee for mercy there, Oh, think thou of the sinner's Friend, And for his sake receive my prayer. 2 Oh, ihink not of my shame and guilt. My thousand stains of deepest dye; Think of the blood which Jesus spilt. And let that blood my pardon buy. 3 Think, Lord! hov I am still thine own, The trembling creature of thy hand; Think how my heart to sin is prone, And what temptations round me stand. GOD THE FATHER. 113 4 Oh, think upon thy holy irord, And every plighted promise there; How prayer should evermore be heard, And how thy glory is to spare. 5 Oh, think not of my doubts and fears, My strivings with thy grace divine; Think upon Jesus' woes and tears, And let his merits stand for mine. 6 Thine eye, thine ear, they are not dull ; Thine arm can never shortened be ; Behold me here ; my heart is full ; Behold, and spare and succor me ! 399 L. M. 6 lines I My God ! I leave to thee my ways ; I hope in thee, whate'er betide. To find thee in the evil days My all-sufficient Strength and Guide ; Who trusts in God's unchanging love Builds on the rock that naught can move. i What can our anxious cares avail, Our never-ceasing groans and sighs? What can it help us to bewail Each painful moment as it flies? Our cross and trials do but press The heavier for our bitterness. { Help me my restless heart to still. And wait in cheerful hope, content To take whate'er thy gracious will. Thy all-discerning love, hath sent; No doubt my inmost wants are known To him who chose me for his own. t Thou knowest when joyful hours are best, And sendest them as thou seest them meet ; When I have borne the fiery test. And am made free from all deceit. Thou comest to me all unaware, And makest me own thy loving care. .» Help me to swerve not from thy ways, Bu* do my own part faithfully, And trust thy promises of grace. That they may be fulfilled in me; Thou never wilt forsake at need The soul that trusts in thee indeed. 400 1 I ASKED the Lord that I might grow In faith and love and every grace, Might more of his salvation know. And seek more earnestly his face. 2 'T was he who taught me thus to pray, And he, I trust, has answered prayer; But it has been in such a way As almost drove me to despair. 3 I hoped that in some favored hour At once he 'd answer my request, And by his love's constraining power Subdue my sins and give me rest. 4 Instead of this, he made me feel The hidden evils of my heart, And let the angry powers of hell Assault my soul in every part. 5 Yea, more, with his own hand he seemed Intent to aggravate my woe, Crossed all the fair designs I schemed, Blasted my gourds and laid me low. 6 " Lord ! why is this?" I trembling cried ; " Wilt thou pursue thy worm to death?" " 'T is in this way," the Lord replied, " I answer prayer for grace and faith. 7 " These Inward trials I employ From self and pride to set thee free. And break thy schemes of earthly joy, That thou mayest seek thine all in me." L. M. 401 1 My spirit sinks within me, Lord ! But I will call thy name to mind. And times of past distress record When I have found my God was kind. L. M. 114 GOD THE FATHER. 2 Yet will the Lord command his lore When I address his throne by day ; Nor in the night his grace remove ; The night shall hear me sing and pray. 8 I'll cast myself before his feet, And say, " My God, my heavenly Rock ! Why doth thy love so long forget The soul that groans beneath thy stroke?" 4 I '11 chide my heart that sinks so low ; Why should my soul indulge her grief? Hope in the Lord, and praise him too ; He is my rest, my sure relief. 6 Thy light and truth shall guide me still ; Thy word shall my best thoughts employ, And lead me to thy heavenly hill, My God ! my most exceeding joy ! 402 C. M. 1 THOU whose tender mercy hears Contrition's humble sigh. Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears From sorrow's weeping eye ! 2 See, low before thy throne of grace, A wretched wanderer mourn ; Hast thou not bid me seek thy face? Hast thou not said " Eeturn " ? 3 And shall my guilty fears prevail To drive me from thy feet? Oh, let not this dear refuge fail, This only safe retreat. 4 Oh, shine on this benighted heart, With beams of mercy shine. And let thy healing voice impart A taste of joy divine. 403 1 O God of mercy 1 hear my call, My load of guilt remove ; Break down this separating wall That bars me from thy love. CM. 2 Give me the presence of thy grace; Tlien my rejoicing tongue Shall speak aloud thy righteousness. And make thy praise my song. 3 No blood of goats, nor heifer slain. For sin could e'er atone; The death of Christ shall still remain Sufficient and alone. 4 A soul oppressed with sin's desert My God will ne'er despise ; An humble groan, a broken heart, Is our best sacrifice. 404 C. M. 1 How oft, alas ! this wretched heart Has wandered from the Lord ! How oft my roving thoughts depart, Forgetful of his word ! 2 Yet sovereign mercy calls " Return I" Dear Lord I and may I come ? My vile ingratitude I mourn ; Oh, take the wanderer home. 3 And canst thou, wilt thou, yet forgive, And bid my crimes remove ? And shall a pardoned rebel live To speak thy wondrous love? 4 Almighty grace ! thy healing power. How glorious, how divine ! That can to life and bliss restore So vile a heart as mine, 5 Thy pardoning love, so free, so sweet. Dear Saviour ! I adore ; Oh, keep me at thy sacred feet. And let me rove no more. 405 C. M. 1 Out of the deeps of long distress, The borders of despair, I sent my cries to seek thy grace, My groans to reach thine ear. GOD THE FATHER. 115 2 Gr6a.t God ' should thy severer eye And thine impartial hand Mark and revenge iniquity, No mortal flesh could stand. 3 But there are pardons with my God For crimes of high degree ; Thy Son hath bought them Avith his blood To draw us near to thee. 4 I wait for thy salvation, Lord ! With strong desires I wait ; My soul, invited by thy word, Stands watching at thy gate. 5 Just as the guards that keep the night Long for the morning skies, "Watch the first beams of breaking light, And meet them with their eyes, 6 So waits my soul to see thy grace ; And, more intent than they, Meets the first openings of thy face. And finds a brighter day. 7 Then in the Lord let Israel trust. Let Israel seek his face ; The Lord is good as well as just, And plenteous in his grace. 8 There's full redemption at his throne For sinners long enslaved ; The great Redeemer is his Son, And Israel shall be saved. 406 C. M. 1 In thy great loving-kindness, Lord! Be merciful to me ; In thy compassions great blot out AU my iniquity. 2 Do thou with hyssop sprinkle me, And clean I then shall be ; I shall te whiter than the snow "When I am washed by thee. 3 Of gladness and of joyfulness Make me to hear the voice, That so these very bones which thou Hast broken may rejoice. 4 All my iniquities blot out. My sin hide from thy view ; Create a clean heart, Lord! in me, A spirit right renew. 5 And from thy gracious presence. Lord I Oh, cast me not away ; Thy Holy Spirit utterly Take not from me, I pray. 6 The joy which thy salvation brings Again to me restore ; "With thy free Spirit, oh, do thou Uphold me evermore. 407 c. 1 I WAITED patient for the Lord, — He bowed to hear my cry ; He saw me resting on his word, And brought salvation nigh. 2 He raised me from a horrid pit, Where, mourning, long I lay. And from my bonds released my feet, Deep bonds of miry clay. 3 Firm on a rock he made me stand. And taught my cheerful tongue To praise the wonders of his hand In a new thankful song. 4 I '11 spread his works of grace abroad ; The saints with joy shall hear ; And sinners learn to make my God Their only hope and fear. 5 How many are thy thoughts of level Thy mercies. Lord ! how great ! We have not words nor hours enough Their numbers to repeat. ]V1 116 ©OD THE FATHER. 408 C. M. 1 With tears of angnlsh I lament, Here at thy feet, mj God ! My passion, pride and discontent, And vile ingratitude. 2 Sure, there was ne'er a heart so base, So false, as mine has been, So faithless to its promises, So prone to every sin. 3 How long, dear Saviour! shall I feel These struggles in my breast? When wilt thou bow my stubborn will. And give my conscience rest? 4 Break, sovereign grace ! oh, break the charm And set the captive free ; Keveal, Almighty God ! thine arm. And haste to rescue me. 409 CM. 1 All that I was — my sin, my guilt, My death — was all my own ; All that I am, I owe to thee, My gracious God ! alone. 2 The evil of my former state Was mine, and only mine; The good in which I now rejoice Is thine, and only thine. 3 The darkness of my former state, The bondage, all was mine; The light of life, in which I walk, The liberty, is thine. 4 Thy grace first made me feel my sin. It taught me to believe ; Then, in believing, peace I found, And now I live, I live. 6 All that I am, e'en here on earth, All that I hope to be, When Jesue comes and glory dawns, I owe it. Lord! to thee. I 410 C. M 1 Oil, for a heart to praise my God ! A heart from sin set free ; A heart that always feels thy blood, So freely shed for me ; 2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek. My great Redeemer's throne. Where only Christ is heard to speak, Where Jesus reigns alone. 3 An humble, lowly, contrite heart, Believing, true and clean ; Which neither life nor death can part From him that dwells within I 4 A heart in every thought renewed, And filled with love divine ; Perfect and right and pure and good, A copy. Lord ! of thine. 411 C. M. 1 Oh, greatly blessed the people are The joyful sound that know ; In brightness of thy face, O Lord 1 They ever on shall go. 2 They in thy name shall all the day Rejoice exceedingly; And in thy righteousness shall they Exalted be on high ; 3 Because the glory of their strength Doth only stand in thee ; And in thy favor shall our horn And power exalted be. 4 For God is our defence ; he will To us salvation bring : The holy One of Israel Is our almighty King. 412 c. :nl 1 There is a safe and secret place, Beneath the wings divine, Reserved for all the heirs of grace; Oh, be that refuge mine 1 GOD THE FATHER. 117 2 The least and feeblest there may bide, Uninjured and unawed ; While thousands fall on every side, He rests secure in God. 8 He feeds in pastures, large and fair, Of love and truth divine; ^. O child of God ! glory's heir I How rich a lot is thine 1 4 A hand almighty to defend. An ear for every call, An honored life, a peaceful end. And heaven to crown it all ! 413 C. M. 1 Thou art my portion, my God ! Soon as I know thy way, My heart makes haste to obey thy word. And suflers no delay. 2 I choose the path of heavenly truth. And glory in my choice ; Not all the riches of the earth Could make me so rejoice. 3 The testimonies of thy grace I set before mine eyes ; Thence I derive my daily strength, And there my comfort lies. 4 K once I wander from thy path, I think upon my ways ; Then turn my feet to thy commands. And trust thy pardoning grace. 5 Now I am thine, for ever thine ; Oh, save thy servant. Lord ! Thou art my shield, my hiding-place. My hope is in thy word. 414 1 Unshaken as the sacred hill. And fixed as mountains be. Firm as a rock the soul shall rest That leans, Lord ! on thee. CM. 2 Not walls nor hills could guard so well Old Salem's happy ground; As those eternal arms of love, That every saint surround. 3 Deal gently, Lord ! with souls sincere, And lead them safely on To the bright gates of paradise. Where Christ, their Lord, is gone. 415 C. M. 1 Oh, that the Lord would guide my ways To keep his statutes still ! Oh, that my God would grant me grace To know and do his will ! 2 Oh, send thy Spirit down, to write Thy law upon my heart ; Nor let my tongue indulge deceit, Or act the liar's part. 3 From vanity turn off my eyes; Let no corrupt design Nor covetous desires arise Within this soul of -mine. 4 Order my footsteps by thy word. And make my heart sincere ; Let sin have no dominion, Lord ! But keep my conscience clear. 5 My soul hath gone too far astray. My feet too often slip ; Yet, since I 've not forgot thy way, Restore thy wandering sheep. 6 Make me to walk in thy commands— 'T is a delightful road ; Nor let my head, or heart, or hands Offend against my God. 416 CM. 1 My God ! my Father ! blissful n.xme ! Oh, may I call thee mine? May I with sweet assurance claim A portion so divine ? 118 GOD THE FATHER. 2 This only can my fears control, And bid my sorrows fly : What harm can ever reach my soul Beneath my Father's eye ? 3 Whate'er thy providence denies I calmly would resign ; For thou art just and good and wise ; Oh, hend my will to thine. 4 Whate'er thy sacred will ordains, Oh, give me strength to bear ; And let me know my Father reigns, And trust his tender care. 5 If pain and sickness rend this frame, And life almost depart, Is not thy mercy still the same, To cheer my drooping heart ? 6 My God ! my Father ! be thy name My solace and my stay; Oh, wilt thou seal my humble claim. And drive my fears away ? 417 C. M. 1 My God ! how wonderful thou art! Thy majesty how bright ! How beautiful tliy mercy-seat. In depths of burning liglit ! 2 How dread are thine eternal years, O everlasting Lord ! By prostrate spirits, day and night. Incessantly adored. 3 How beautiful, how beautiful, The sight of thee must be. Thine endless wisdom, boundless power And awful purity ! 4 Oh, how I fear thee, living God 1 With deepest, tenderest fears. And worship thee with trembling hope And penitential tears. 5 Yet I may love thee too, Lord ! Almighty as thon art, For thou hast stooped to ask of me The love of my poor heart. 6 No earthly father loves like thee. No mother, half so mOd, Bears and forbears as thou hast done With me, thy sinful child. 7 Father of Jesus, love's reward ! What rapture will it be, Prostrate before thy throne to lie. And ever gaze on thee ! 418 C. M. 1 Soon as I heard my Father say, " Ye children ! seek my grace," My heart replied without delay, " I '11 seek my Father's face." 2 Let not thy face be hid from me, Nor frown my soul away ; God of my life ! I fly to thee In a distressing day. 3 Should friends and kindred near and dear Leave me to want or die, My God would make my life his care And all my need supply. 4 My fainting flesh had died with grief Had not my soul believed, To see thy grace provide relief; Nor was my hope deceived. 5 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints, And keep your courage up ; He '11 raise your spirit when it faints. And far exceed your hope. 419 C. M. 1 Oh, could I find, from day to day, A nearness to my God, Then should my hours glide sweet away. Nor sin nor fear intruds. GOD THE FATHER. il9 [t Gk)d ! I desire with thee to live Anew from day to day, In joys the world can never give, Nor ever take away. 3 Jesus ! come and rule my heart, And make me wholly thine, That I may nevermore depart. Nor grieve thy love divine. 4 Thus, till my last expiring breath, Thy goodness I '11 adore ; And when my flesh dissolves in death, My soul shall love thee more. 420 C. M. 1 To heaven I lift my waiting eyes ; There all my hopes are laid ; The Lord who built the earth and skies Is my perpetual aid. 2 Their steadfast feet shall never fall "Whom he designs to keep ; His ear attends the softest call ; His eyes can never sleep. 8 Israel ! rejoice, and rest secure ; Thy keeper is the Lord ; His wakeful eyes employ his power For thine eternal guard. 4 No scorching sun nor sickly moon Shall have his leave to smite ; He shields thy head from burning noon, From blasting damps at night. 5 He guards thy soul, he keeps thy breath, Where thickest dangers come ; Go and return, secure from death, TiU God commands thee home. 421 C. M. 1 Thou art my hiding-place, Lord ! On thee I fix my trust. Encouraged by thy holy word, A feeble child of dust. 2 I have no argument beside, I urge no other plea ; And 't is enough the Saviour died— The Saviour died for me. 3 ilid trials heavy to be borne, When mortal strength is vain, A heart with grief and anguish torn, A body racked with pain ; 4 Ah ! what could give the sufferer rest. Bid every murmur flee, But this, the witness in my breast That Jesus died for me ? 5 And when thine awful voice commands This body to decay, And life, in its last lingering sanCfs, Is ebbing fast away, 6 Then, though it be in accents weak. And faint and tremblingly. Oh, give me strength in death to speak, " My Saviour died for me." 422 C. M. 1 My God ! thy service well demands The remnant of my days ; Why was this fleeting breath renewed But to renew thy praise? 2 Thine arm of everlasting love Did this weak frame sustain, When life was hovering o'er the grave, And nature sunk with pain. 3 Calmly I bowed my fainting head On thy dear faithful breast. Pleased to obey my Father's call To his eternal rest. 4 Into thy hands, my Saviour, God ! Did I my soul resign, In firm dei>endence on that truth Which made salvation mine. 120 GOD THE FATHER. 6 Back from the borders of the grave At toy command I come, Nor would I urge a speedier flight To my celestial home. 6 Where thou appointest my abode, There would I choose to be, For in thy presence death is life, And earth is heaven with thee, 423 C. M. 1 Father ! whate'er of earthly bliss Thy sovereign will denies. Accepted at thy throne of grace, Let this petition rise : 2 " Give me a calm, a thankful heart, From every murmur free; The blessings of thy grace impart, And make me live to thee. 3 " Let the sweet hope that thou art mine My life and death attend ; Thy presence through my journey shine, And crown my journey's end." 424 C. M. 1 Unite, my roving thoughts, unite In silence soft and sweet ; And thou, my soul, sit gently down At thy great Sovereign's feet, 2 Jehovah's awful voice is heard, Yet gladly I attend ; For, lo! the everlasting God Proclaims himself my friend. 3 Harmonious accents to my soul The sounds of peace convey ; The tempest at his word subsides, And winds and seas obey, 4 By all its joys I charge my heart To grieve his love no more. But, charmed by melody divine, To give its follies o'er. 425 C. M. 1 Lord ! ray best desire fulfill. And help me to resign Life, health and comfort to thy will. And make thy pleasure mine, 2 Wliy should I shrink at thy command, Whose love forbids my fears? Or tremble at the gracious hand That wipes away my tears? 3 No : let me rather freely yield What most I prize to thee, Who never hast a good withheld, Or wilt withhold, from me. 4 Thy favor all my journey through Thou art engaged to grant ; What else I want, or think I do, * 'T is better still to want. 5 Wisdom and mercy guide my way; Shall I resist them both ? A poor blind creature of a day. And crushed before the moth. 6 But, ah ! my inmost spirit cries. Still bind me to thy sway ; Else the next cloud that veils my skies Drives all these thoughts away. 426 C, M. 1 Oh, for a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame, A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb, 2 Where is the blessedness I knew When first I saw the Lord? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word? 3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed! How sweet their memory still ! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill. GOD THE FATHER. 121 4 Eetiirn, holy Dove ! return, Sweet messenger of rest ! I hate the sins that made thee mourn And drove thee from my breast. 5 The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worship only thee. 6 So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame ; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb. 427 C. M. 1 My God ! 'tis to thy mercy-seat My soul for shelter flies ; 'T is here I find a safe retreat "When storms and tempests rise. 2 My cheerful hope can never die If thou, my God ! art near ; Thy grace can raise my comforts high And banish every fear. 3 My great Protector and my Lord ! Thy constant aid impart ; And let thy kind, tliy gracious word Sustain my trembling heart. 4 Oh, never let my soul remove From this divine retreat ; Still let me trust thy power and love, And dwell beneath thy feet. 428 1 Alas ! what hourly dangers rise. CM. What snares beset my way ! To heaven, oh, let me lift mine eyes, And hourly watch and pray. 2 How oft my mournful thoughts complain. And melt in flowing tears ! I strive against my foes in vain, I sink amid my fears. 3 Lord! ircrease my faith and hope When fots and fears prevail. And bear my fainting spirit up, Or soon my strength will fail. 4 Oh, keep me in thy heavenly way, And bid the tempter flee, And never, never let me stray From happiness and thee. 429 C. M. 1 When all thy mercies, 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. 3 When in the slippery paths of youth AVith 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 'U raise ; But oh, eternity 's too short To utter all thy praise. 430 C. U. 1 Lord ! when my raptured thought surveys Creation's beauties o'er. All nature joins to teach thy praise, And bid my soul adore. 122 GOD THE FATHER. 2 Where'er I turn my gazing eyes Thy radiant footsteps shine ; Ten thousand pleasing wonders rise, And speak their source divine. 3 On me thy providence hath shone With gentle, smiling rays ; Oh, let my lips and life make known Thy goodness and thy praise. 4 All-bounteous Lord ! thy grace impart ; Oh, teach me to improve Thy gifts with ever-grateful heart, And crown them with thy love. 431 C. M. 1 THOU whose bounty fills my cup With every blessing meet ! I give thee thanks for every drop, The bitter and the sweet. 2 I praise thee for the depart road, And for the river side, For all thy goodness hath bestowed, And all thy grace denied. 3 I thank thee both for smile and frown. And for the gain and loss ; I praise thee for the future crown, And for the present cross. 4 I bless thee for the glad increase, And for the waning joy ; And for this strange, this settled peace. Which nothing can destroy. 432 C. M. D. 1 Whilst thee I seek, protecting Power 1 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 ray thoughis would soar ; Thy mercy o'er my lit 3 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 the favored hour Thy love my thoughts shall fill ; Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower, My soul shall meet thy will. 6 My lifted eye without a tear The gathering storm shall see ; My steadfast heart shall know no fear ; That htart will rest on thee. 433 C. M. D. 1 As pants the hart for cooling streams When heated in the chase. So pants my soul, Lord ! for thee, And thy refreshing grace. 2 For thee, my God, the living God I My thirsty soul doth pine ; Oh, when shall I behold thy face. Thou Majesty divine? 3 I sigh to think of happier days, When thou, O Lord ! wast nigh. When every heart was tuned to praise. And none more blessed than I. 4 Why restless, why cast down, my soul? Trust Uod, and thou slialt sing His praise again, and find him still Thy health's eternal spring. 434 C. M. D. 1 My God! the covenant of thy love Abides for ever sure, And in its matchless grace I feel My happiness secure. GOD THE FATHER. 123 3 Since thou, the everlasting God, My Father art become, Jesus ray guardian and my friend, And heaven my final home, 3 I welcome all thy sovereign will. For all thit will is love ; And when I know not what thou dost, I wait the light above. 4 Thy covenant, in the darkest gloom, Shall be my strength and stay, Shall cheer my passage to the tomb, And guide to endless day. 435 C. M. 1 Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come. Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home ! 2 Before the hills in order stood. Or earth received her frame. From everlasting thou art God, To endless years the same. 3 A thousand ages in thy sight Are like an evening gone, Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising dawn. 4 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away ; They fly forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day. 5 Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come ! Be thou our guard while troubles last. And our eternal home. 436 C. M. 1 How are thy servants blessed, L^td! 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. 5 In midst of dangers, fears and deaths Thy goodness we'll adore ; We '11 praise thee for thy mercies past, And humbly hope for more. 437 C. M. 1 Sweet is the memory of thy grace. My God, my heavenly King ! Let age to age thy righteousness In sounds of glory sing. 2 God reigns on high, but ne'er confines His goodness to the skies ; Through the whole earth his bounty shines, And every want supplies. 3 With longing eyes thy creatures wait On thee for daily food ; Thy liberal hand provides their meat, And fills their mouth with good. 4 Creatures with all their endless race Thy power and praise proclaim ; But saints who taste thy richer grace Delight to bless thy name. 438 1 God I my supporter and my hope. My help for ever near. Thine arm of mercy held me up When sinking in despair. CM. 124 GOD THE FATHER. 2 Thy counsels, Lord ! sliall guide my feet Through this dark wilderness, Thy hand conduct me near thy seat, To dwell before thy face. 3 Were I in heaven without my God, 'T would be no joy to nie. And while this earth is my abode I long for none but thee. 4 What if the springs of life were broke, And flesh and heart should faint ? God is my soul's eternal rock, The strength of every saint. 439 C. M. 1 To thee, my Shepherd and my Lord, A grateful song I'll raise ; Oh, let the feeblest of thy flock Attempt to sing thy i)raise. 2 My life, my joy, my hope, I owe To thy amazing love ; Ten thousand thousand comforts hore. And nobler bliss above. 3 To thee my trembling spirit flies. With sin and grief oiiprcssed ; Thy gentle voice dispels my fears, And lulls my cares to rest. 4 Nay, should I walk through death's dark With double horrors spx-ead, [vale, Thy rod would guide my doubtfid steps And guard my drooping head. 5 Lead on, dear Shepherd ! led by theo No evil shall I fear ; Soon shall I reach thy fold, above, And praise thee better there. 440 C. M. 1 Dear Refuge of my weary soul! On thee, when sorrows rise, On thee, when waves of troubh roll, My fainting hope relies. 2 To tlioe I tell each rising giicf. For thou alone canst heal ; Thy word can bring a sweet relief For every pain I feel. 3 But oh, when gloomy doubts prevail, I fear to call thee mine ; The springs of com fort seem to fail. And all my hopes decline. 4 Yet, gracious God ! where shall I flee ? Thou art my only trust, And still my soul would cleave to thee, Though prostrate in the dust. 5 Thy mercy-scut is open still. Here let my soul retreat ; With humble hope attend thy will, And wait beneath thy feet. 441 C. M. 1 O God of Bethel ! by whose hand Thy people still are fed, Who, through this weary pilgrimage, Hast all our fathers led, 2 Our vows, our prayers, we now present Before thy throne of grace ; God of our fathers! be the God Of their succeeding race. 3 Through each perplexing path of life Our wandering footsteps guide ; Give us each day our daily bread, And raiment fit provide. 4 Oh, spread thy covering wings around Till all our wanderings cease, And at our Father's loved abode Our souls arrive in peace. 5 Such blessings, from thy gracious hand, Our humble prayers implore; And thou tVM be our chosen God, Our portii u evermore. GOD THE FATHER. 125 442 C. M. 1 The Lord 's my Shepherd, I '11 not want ; He makes me down to lie In pastures green ; he leadeth me The quiet waters by. 2 My soul he doth restore again, And me to walk doth make Within the paths of righteousness, E'en for his own name's sake. 3 Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale, Yet will I fear no ill, For thou art with me, and thy rod And staff me comfort still. 4 Goodness and mercy all my life Shall surely follow me. And in God's house for evermore My dwelling-place shall be. 443 C. M. 1 The Lord himself, the mighty Lord, Vouchsafes to be my guide. The shepherd by whose constant care My wants are all supjilied. 2 In tender grass he makes me feed. And gently there repose ; Then leads to cooling shades, and where Refreshing water flows. 3 He does my wandering soul reclaim. And to his endless praise Instruct with humble zeal to walk In his most righteous ways. 4 I pass the gloomy vale of death. From fear and danger free, For there his aiding rod and staff Defend and comfort me. 6 Since God doth thus his wondrous lore Through all my life extend. That life to him I will devote, And in his service srend. 444 s. M. 1 AVjikn, overwhelmed with grief, My heart within me dies. Helpless and far from all relief. To heaven I lift mine eyes. 2 Oh, lead me to the rock That 's high above my head, And make the covert of thy wings My shelter and my shade. 3 Within thy presence, Lord! For ever I '11 abide ; Thou art the tower of ray defence, The refuge where I hide. 4 Thou givest me the lot Of those that fear thy name ; If endless life be their reward, I shall possess the same. 445 1 Let sinners take their course, And choose the road to death. But in the worship of my God I'll spend my daily breath. 2 My thoughts address his throne When morning brings the light, I seek his blessing every noon, And pay my vows at night. 3 Thou wilt regard my cries, my eternal God! While sinners perish in surprise Beneath thine angry rod. 4 Because they dwell at ease. And no sad changes feel, They neither fear nor trust thy name, Nor learn to do thy will. 5 But I, with all my cares. Will lean upon the Lord : I '11 cast my burden on his inn, And rest upon hia word. s. :^L J 26 GOD THE FATHER. 6 His arm shall well sustain The children of his love ; The ground on which their safety stands No earthly power can move. 446 S. M. 1 Give to the winds thy fears ; Hope, and he undismayed ; God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears, God shall lift up thy head. 2 Through waves, through clouds and storms He gently clears thy way ; Wait thou his time ; so shall this night Soon end in joyous day. 3 Still heavy is thy heart? Still sink thy spirits down ? Cast off the weight, let fear depart, Bid every care be gone. 4 What though thou rulest not? Yet heaven and earth and hell Proclaim God sitteth on the throne And ruleth all things well. 447 S. M. 1 Have mercy. Lord ! on me, As thou wert ever kind ; Let me, oppressed with loads of guilt, Thy wonted mercy find. 2 Against thee, Lord ! alone, And only in thy sight, Have I transgressed, and though condemned Must own thy judgment right. 3 Blot out my crying sins, Nor me in anger view ; Create in me a heart that 's clean, An upright mind renew. 4 Withdraw not thou thy help, Nor cast me from thy sight ; Nor let thy Holy Spirit take His everlasting fl'ght. 5 Tlie joy thy favor gives Let me, Lord ! regain, And thy free Spirit's firm support My fainting soul sustain. 448 S. M. 1 And shall 1 sit alone, Oppressed with grief and fear, To God my Father make my moan. And he refuse to hear? 2 If he my Father be. His pity he will show, From cruel bondage set me free, And inward peace bestow. 3 If still he silence keep, 'Tis but my faith to try ; He knows and feels whene'er I weep. And softens every sigh. 4 Then will I humbly wait. Nor once indulge despair ; My sins are great, but not so great As his compassions are. 449 1 Commit thou all thy griefs S. M. And ways into his hands, To his sure truth and tender care, ■ Who earth and heaven commands. 2 Who points the clouds their course, Whom winds and seas obey. He shall direct thy wandering feet. He shall prepare thy way. 3 Thou on the Lord rely, So safe shalt thou go on ; Fix on his work thy steadfast eye, So shall thy work be done. 4 No profit canst thou gain By self-consuming care; To him commend thy cause ; his ear Attends the softest prayer. GOD THE FATHER. 127 5 Leave to his sovereign sway To choose and to command ; So shalt tliou wondering own his way, How wise, how strong his hand. 450 R. M. 1 My God, my life, my love ! To thee, to thee I call ; I cannot live if thou remove, For thou art all in all. 2 To thee, and thee alone, The angels owe their bliss ; They sit around thy gracious throne. And dwell where Jesus is. 3 Not all the harps above Can make a heavenly place If God his residence remove, Or but conceal his face. 4 Nor earth nor all the sky Can one delight afford. No, not a drop of real joy. Without thy presence, Lord ! 5 Thou art the sea of love "Where all my pleasures roll. The circle where my passions move. And centre of my soul. 451 1 I LIFT my soul to God, My trust is in his name ; Let not my foes that seek my blood Still triumph in my shame. 2 From the first dawning light Till the dark evening rise. For thy salvation, Lord ! I wait With ever-longing eyes. 3 Remember ajl thy grace, And lead me in thy truth ; Forgive the sins of riper days, And follies of my youth. S. M. 4 The Lord is just and kind ; The meek shall learn his ways, And every humble sinner find The methods of his grace. 5 For his own goodness' sake He saves my soul from shame ; He pardons, though my guilt be great, Through my Redeemer's name. 452 S. M. 1 How gentle God's commands. How kind his precepts are ! Come, cast your burdens on the Lord, And trust his constant care. 2 Beneath his powerful sway His saints securely dwell ; That hand which bears all nature up Will guide his children well. 3 Why should this anxious load Press down your weary mind ? Haste to your heavenly Father's throne, And sweet refreshment find, 4 His goodness stands approved, Unchanged from day to day ; I '11 drop my burden at his feet, And bear a song away. 453 S. M, 1 It is thy hand, my God ! My sorrow comes from thee ; I bow beneath thy chastening rod, 'T is love that bruises me. 2 I would not murmur, Lord ! Before thee I am dumb ; Lest I should breathe one murm'ring word. To thee for help I come. 3 My God ! thy name is Love ; A Father's hand is thine ; With tearful eyes I look above, And cry, " Thy will be mine l" 128 GOD THE FATHER. 4 I know thy will is right, Though it may seem severe ; Thy path is still unsullied light, Though dark it may appear. 5 Jesus for me hath died ; Thy Son thou didst not spare , His piercfid hands, his bleeding side, Thy love for me declare. 6 Here my poor heart can rest ; My God ! it cleaves to thee ; Thy will is love ; thine end is blest ; All work for good to me. 454 S. M. 1 Behold what wondrous grace The Father hath bestowed On sinners of a mortal race, To call them sons of God ! 2 'T is no surprising thing That we should be unknown ; The Jewish world knew not their King, God's everlasting Son. 3 Nor doth it yet appear How great we must be made ; But when we see our Saviour here, We shall be like our Head. 4 A hope so much divine May trials well endure, May purge our souls from sense and sin. As Christ, the Lord, is pure. 6 If in my Father's love I share a filial part. Send down thy Spirit like a dove To rest upon my heart. 6 We would no longer lie Like slaves beneath the throne ; Our faith shall "Abba, Father !" cry, And thou the kindred own. 455 S. M. 1 My God ! permit my tongue This joy, to call thee mine. And let my early cries prevail To taste thy love divine. 2 My thirsty, fainting soul Thy mercy doth implore ; Not travelers in desert lands Can pant for water more. 3 For life, without thy love, No relish can atFord ; No joy can be compared to this, To serve and please the Lord. 4 In wakeful hoars at night I call my God to mind ; I think, how wise thy counsels are, And all thy dealings kind ! 5 Since thou hast been my help, To thee my spirit flies. And on thy watchful providence My cheerful hope relies. 6 The shadow of thy wings My soul in safety keeps ; I follow where my Father leads, And he supports my steps. 456 S. M. 1 A CHAKGE to keep I have, A God to glorify, A never-dying soul to save. And fit it for the sky. 2 To serve the present age, My calling to fufill. Oh, may it all my powers engage, To do my Master's will. 3 Arm me with jealous care. As in thy sight to live ; And oh, thy servant. Lord ! prepare A strict account to give. GOD THE FATHEK. 129 4 Help me to watch and pray, And on thyself rely, Assured, if I my trust betray, I shall for ever die. 457 S. M. 1 Is this the kind return, Are these the thanks we owe, Thus to abuse eternal love, Whence all our blessings flow? 2 To what a stubborn frame Hath sin reduced our mind ! What strange, rebellious wretches we. And God as strangely kind ! 3 Turn, turn us, mighty God ! And mould our souls afresh ; Break, sovereign grace ! these hearts of stone, And give us hearts of flesh. 4 Let past ingratitude Provoke our weeping eyes, And hourly, as new raGrcies fall, Let hourly thanks arise. 458 S. M. 1 Your harps, ye trembling saints, Down from the willows take ; Ijoud to the praise of love divine Bid every string awake. 2 Though in a foreign land, We are not far from home. And nearer to our house above We every moment come. 3 His grace will to the end Stronger and brighter shine; Nor present things nor things to come Shall quench the spark divine. 4 When we in darkness walk, Nor feel the heavenly flame. Then is the time to trust our God, And rest upon his name. 5 Soon shall our doubts and fea^s Subside at his control ; His loving-kindness shall break through The midnight of the soul. 6 Blest is the man, God! That stays himself on thee ; Who wait for thy salvation, Lord ! Shall thy salvation see. 459 s. M. 1 Mine eyes and my desire Are ever to the Lord; I love to plead his promises And rest upon his word. 2 Turn, turn thee to my soul, Bring thy salvation near; When will thy hand release my feet Out of the deadly snare? 3 When shall the sovereign grace Of my forgiving God Restore me from those dangerous ways My wandering feet have trod? 4 Oh, keep my soul from death, Nor put my hope to shame ; For I have placed my only trust In my Redeemer's name. 460 s. M. 1 With humble heart and tongue, My God ! to thee I pray ; Oh, bring me now, while I am young, To thee, the living way. 2 Make an unguarded youth The object of thy care ; Help me to choose the way of truth And flee from every snare. 3 My heart, to folly prone. Renew by jiower divine ; Unite it to thyself alone, And make me wholly thine. 130 GOD THE FATHE:^. 4 Oh, let thy word of grace My warmest thoughts employ ; Be this through all my following days My treasure and my joy. 461 C. M. 6 lines. 1 Father ! I know that all my life Is portioned out for me ; The changes that will surely come I do not fear to see ; I ask thee for a present mind, Intent on pleasing thee. 2 I ask thee for a thoughtful love, Through constant watching wise. To meet the glad with joyful smiles. And wipe the weeping eyes ; A heart at leisure from itself To soothe and sympathize. 3 I ask thee for the daily strength To none that ask denied, A mind to blend with outward life While keeping at thy side. Content to fill a little space, If thou be glorified. 4 And if some thing I do not ask Among my blessings be, I'd have my spirit filled the more With grateful love to thee ; More careful not to serve thee much. But please thee perfectly, 462 C. M. 6 lines. 1 Beyond, beyond that boundless sea. Above that dome of sky, Farther than thought itself can flee, Thy dwelling is on high ; Yet dear the awful thought to me That thou, my God 1 art nigh — 2 Art nigh, and yet my laboring mind Feels after thee in vain, Thee in these works of power to find Or to thy seat attain : Thy messenger, the stormy wind. Thy path, the trackless main. 3 These speak of thee with loud acclaim ; They thunder forth thy praise, The glorious honor of thy name, The wonders of thy ways ; But thou art not in tempest-flame, Nor in the solar blaze. 4 We hear thy voice when thunders roll Through the wild fields of air ; The waves obey thy dread control; Yet still thou art not there : Where shall I find him, my soul ! Who yet is everywhere ? 5 Oh, not in circling depth or height, But in the conscious breast, Present to faith, though veiled from sight, There does his Spirit rest; Oh, come, thou Presence infinite ! And make thy creature blest. 463 1 Gently, gently, lay thy rod On my sinful head, God ! Stay thy wrath, in mercy stay, Lest I sink before its sway. 2 Heal me, for my flesh is weak; Heal me, for thy grace I seek ; This my only plea I make. Heal me for thy mercy's sake. 3 Who, within the silent grave, Shall proclaim thy power to save? Lord! my sinking soul reprieve; Speak, and I shall rise and live. 4 Lo ! he comes, he heeds my plea ! Lo ! he comes, the shadows flee ; Glory round me dawns once more; Else, ray spirit, and adore. 78, GOD THE FATHER. 131 464 1 Lord ! for ever at thy si'le Let my place and portion Ye ; Strip me of the robe of pride ; Clothe me with humility. 2 Meekly may my soul receive All thy Spirit hath revealed ; Thou hast spoken — I believe, Though the prophecy were sealed. 3 Quiet as a weaned child, Weaned from the mother's breast, By no subtlety beguiled, On thy faithful Avord I rest. 4 Saints I rejoicing evermore. In the Lord Jehovah trust ; Him in aU his ways adore, Wise and wonderful and just. 465 1 Fathkr of eternal grace ! Glorify thyself in me; Meekly beaming in my face May the world thine image see. 2 Happy only in thy love, Poor, unfriended or unknown ; Fix my thoughts on things above, Stay ray heart on thee alone. 3 Humble, holy, all resigned To thy will — thy will be done ! Give me. Lord ! the perfect mind Of thy well-beloved Son. 4 Counting gain and glory loss, May I tread the path he trod ; Die with Jt'sus on the cross, Rise, with him, to thee, my God! 'i66 1 Heavenly Father ! to whose eye Future things unfolded lie. Through the desert where I stray, Let thy counsels guide my way. 2 Lord ! uphold me day by day, Shed a light upon my way ; Guide me through perplexing snares, Care for rae in all my cares. 3 All I ask for is enough ; Only when the way is rough Let thy rod and staff impart Strength and courage to my heart, 4 Should thy wisdom, Lord ! decree Trials long and sharp for me, Pain or sorrow, care or shame, Father ! glorify thy name. 5 Let me neither faint nor fear, Feeling still that thou art near; In the course my Saviour trod, Tending still to thee, my God! 467 1 Lord ! I cannot let thee go Till a blessing thou bestow ; Do not turn away thy face. Mine 's an urgent, pressing case. 2 Once a sinner near despair Sought thy mercy-seat by prayer; Mercy heard, and set him free; Lord ! that mercy came to me. 3 Tiiou hast helped in every need ; This emboldens me to plead ; After so much mercy past. Canst thou let me sink at last? 4 No ; I must maintain my hold; 'T is thy goodness makes me bold ; I can no denial take When I plead for Jesus' sake. 468 1 Cast thy burden on the Lord, Only lean upon his word; Thou wilt soon have cause to bless His eternal faithfulness. 78. 73. 132 GOD THE FATHER. 2 Tie siistains thee by his hand, lie enables thee to stand ; Those whom Jesus once liath loved From his grace are never moved. 3 Heaven and earth may pass away, G(jd's free grace shall not decay ; He hath promised to fulfill All the pleasure of his will. 4 Jesus ! Guardian of thy flock, Be thyself our constant Eock ; Make us, by thy powerful hand. Strong as Siou's mountain stand. 469 1 T(1 thy pastures, fair and large, Heavenly Shepherd ! lead thy charge ; And my couch with tenderest care 'Midst the springing grass prepare. 2 When I faint with summer's heat. Thou shalt guide my weary feet To the streams that, still and slow. Through the verdant meadows flow. 3 Safe the dreary vale I tread, By the shades of death o'erspread; By thy rod and staff supplied, Tliis my guard, and that my guide. 4 Constant, to my latest end, Thou my footsteps shalt attend. And shalt bid thy hallowed dome yield me an eternal home. 3 Praise the Lord, his mercies trace ; Praise his providence and grace — All that he for man hath done, All he sends us through his Son. 4 Strings and voices, hands and hearts, In the concert bear your jaarts ; All that breathe, your Lord adore ; Praise him, praise him, evermore ! 471 78. 1 Wait, my soul, upon the Lord, To his gracious promise flee, Laying hold upon his wofd : "As thy days thy strength sliall be." 2 If the sorrows of thy case S(!em peculiar still to thee, God has promised needful grace : "As thy days thy strength shall be." 3 Days of trial, days of grief, In succession thou mayest see ; This is still tliy sweet relief: "As thy days thy strength shall be." 4 Rock of ages ! I'm secure With thy promise, full and free. Ever faithful, ever sure : "As thy days thy strength shall be." 472 8s & Gs. 470 1 Praise the Lord, his glories show. Saints within his courts below, Angels round his throne al>ove. All that see and share his love ! 2 Earth to heaven, and heaven to earth, Tell his wonders, sing his worth ; Age to age, and shore to shore. Praise him, piaise him, evermore I 1 When I can trust my all with God In trial's fearful hour. Bow, all resigned, beneath his rod, And bless his sparing power, A joy springs up amid distress, A fountain in the wilderness. 2 Then blessed 1)0 the hand that gave; Still blessed when it takes; Blessed be he who smites to save, Who heals the heart he breaks; Perfect and true are all his ways W^hom heaven adores and death obeys GOD THE FATHER. 133 473 8s, 7s & 4s 1 Guide me. O thou great Jehovah ! Pilgrim through this barren land ; I am weak, but thou art mighty, Hold me with thy powerful hand : Bread of heaven. Feed me till I want no more. 2 Open now the crystal fountain AVhence the healing streams do flow ; Let the fiery, cloudy pillar Lead me all my journey through ; Strong Deliverer, Be thou still my strength and shield. 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, Bid my anxious fears subside ; Death of death, and hell's destruction, Land me safe on Canaan's side ; Songs of praises I will ever give to thee. 474 6s & 4,s. 1 Nearer, my God ! to thee. Nearer to thee ! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me ! Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God ! to thee, Nearer to thee ! 2 Though like the wanderer, The sun gone down, Darkness be over me, My r.est a stone. Yet in my dreams I 'd be Nearer, my God ! to thee. Nearer to thee ! 3 There let the way appear, Steps unto heaven ; All that thou sendest me. In mercy given ; Angels to bt-ckon me Nearer, my God ! to thee. Nearer to thee ! 4 Then, with ray waking thoughts Bright with thy praise, Out of my stony griefs Bethel I'll raise; So by my woes to be Nearer, my God ! to thee, Nearer to thee! 5 Or if, on joyful wing Cleaving the sky. Sun, moon and stars forgot. Upward I fly, Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God ! to thee, Nearer to thee ! 475 7s, 6 lines. 1 Blessed are the sons of God, They are bought with Christ's own blood; They are ransomed from the grave; Life eternal they shall have ; With them numbered may we be Here and in eternity. ? They are justified by grace. They enjoy the Saviour's peace; All their sins are washed away ; They shall stand in God's great day With them numbered may we be Here and in eternity. 3 They are lights upon the earth. Children of a heavenly birth ; One with God, with Jesus one. Glory is in thein begun ; With them numbered may we be Here and in eternity. 476 7s, 6 lines. 1 Quiet, Lord! my froward heart, Make me teachable and mild, Upright, simple, free from art. Make me as a weaned child; From distrust and envy frc«. Pleased with all that pleases thee. 134 GOD THE FATHER. 2 What tLou slialt to-day provide Let me as a cliild receive ; What to-morrow may betide Calmly to thy wisdom leave ; 'T is enough that thou wilt care ; Why should I the burden bear? 3 As a little child relies On a care beyond his own, Knows he 's neither strong nor wise, Fears to move a step alone, Let me thus with thee abide, As my Father, Guard and Guide. 477 7s, 6 lines. 1 Chosen not for good in me. Wakened up from wrath to flee, Hidden in the Saviour's side. By the Spirit sanctified, Teach me, Lord ! on earth to show J3y my love how much I owe. 2 Oft I walk beneath the cloud, Dark as midnight's gloomy shroud ; But when fear is at the height, Jesus comes, and all is light; Blessed Jesus! bid me show Doubting saints how much I owe. 3 Oft the nights of sorrow reign, Weeping, sickness, sighing, pain ; But a night thine anger burns. Morning comes, and joy returns ; God of comforts ! bid me show To thy iioor how much I owe. 4 When in flowery paths I tread, Oft by sin I 'm captive led ; Oft I fall, but still arise, Jesus conies, the tempter flies ; Blessed Jesus ! bid me show Weary sinners all I owe. 478 7s, 6 lines 1 When this passing world is doue^ When has sunk yon glorious sun, AVhen, from off the mount of God, We review the path we've trou, Then, Lord ! shall I fully know- Not till then — how much I owe ! 2 When I hear the wicked call On the rocks and hills to fall, When I see them start and shrink On the fiery deluge brink, Then, Lord! shall I fully know- Not till then — how much I owe ! 3 When I stand before the throne Clothed in beauty not my own. When I see thee as thou art, Love thee with unsinniug heart. Then, Lord ! shall I fully know- Not till then— how much I owe! 4 When the praise of heaven I hear, Loud as thunders to the ear, Loud as many waters' noise. Sweet as harps' melodious voice. Then, Lord ! shall I fully know — Not till then— how much I owe ! 479 7s & 6: 1 Sometimes a light surprises The Christian while he sings; It is the Lord, who rises With healing in his wings ; When comforts are declining, He grants the soul again A season of clear shining, To cheer it after rain. 2 In holy contemplation We sweetly then pursue The theme of God's salvation And find it ever new ; Set free from present sorrow, We cheerfully can say, Let the unknown to-morrow Bring with it what it may, 3 It can bring with it nothing But he will bear us through ; D. GOD THE FATHER. 135 Who gives the lilies clothing Will clothe his people too ; Beneath the spreading heavens No creature but is fed ; And he who feeds the ravens "Will give his children bread. 4 Though vine nor fig tree neither Their wonted fruit should bear, Though all the fields should wither, Nor flocks nor herds be there ; Yet God the same abiding, His praise shall tune my voice, For while in him confiding I cannot but rejoice. 480 7s & 6s. D. 1 I KNOW no life divided, O Lord of life ! from thee ; In thee is life provided For all mankind, for me; I know no death, Jesus ! Because I live in thee ; Thy death it is which frees us From death eternally. 2 I fear no tribulation, Since, whatsoe'er it be, It makes no separation Between my Lord and me ; If thou, my God and Teacher ! Vouchsafe to be my own. Though poor, I shall be richer Than monarch on his throne. Lord ! with this truth impress me, And write it on my heart, To comfort, cheerr and bless me — That thou my Saviour art; Without thy love to guide me I should be wholly lost ; The floods would quickly hide me, On life's wide oc an tossed. i 481 8s. D. 1 l-jNCOMPASSED with clouds of distresB, Just ready all hope to resign, I pant for the light of thy face, And fear k. will never be mine ; Disheartened with waiting so long, I sink at thy feet with my load ; All plaintive I pour out my song. And stretch forth my hands unto God, 2 If sometimes I strive as I mourn My hold on thy promise to keep, The billows more fiercely return, And plunge me again in the deep ; O'erwhelmed and cast out from thy sight, The tempter suggests in that hour The Lord has forgotten me quite, My God will be gracious no more. 3 Shine, Lord ! and my terrors shall cease ; The blood of atonement apply ; And lead me to Jesus for peace. The Rock that is higher than I. Almighty to rescue thou art ; Thy grace is my shield and my tower ; Oh, gladden my desolate heart ; Let this be the day of thy power. 482 8s & 4s. 1 My God, my Father ! while I stray Far from my home on life's rough way, Oh, teach me from my heart to say, Thy will be done ! 2 W^liat though in lonely grief I sigh For friends beloved, no longer nigh? Submissive still, would I reply, Thy will be done ! 3 Though thou hast called me to resign What most I prized, it ne'er was mine ; I have but yielded what was thine; Thy will be done ! 4 Should grief or sickness waste away My life in premature decay, 136 THE HOLY SPIRIT. My 1 ather ! still I strive to say, I'hy will be done ! 5 Let but my fainting heart be blest With thy sweet Spirit for its guest: My God ! to thee I leave the rest ; Thy will be done ! 6 Renew my will from day to day ; Blend it with thine, and take away All that now makes it hard to say, Thy will be done ! 7 Then when on earth I breathe no more The prayer oft mixed with tears before, I '11 sing upon a happier shore. Thy will be done ! 483 C. P. M. 1 Lo ! on a narrow neck of land 'Twixt two unbounded seas I stand, Yet how insensible ! A point of time, a moment's space. Removes me to yon heavenly place, Or shuts me up in hell. 2 God! my inmost soul convert, And deeply on my thoughtless heart Eternal things impress ; Give me to feel their solemn weight, And save me ere it be too late. Wake me to righteousness. 3 Before me place in bright array The pomp of that tremendous day. When thou with clouds shalt come To judge the nations at thy bar ; And tell me, Lord ! shall I be there To meet a joyful doom ? 4 Be this my one great business here. With holy trembling, holy fear. To make my calling sure; Thine utmost counsel to fulfill, An^ suffer all thy righteous will, And to the end endure. Then, Saviour ! then my soul receive, Tian sported from this vale, to live And reign with thee above; Where faith is sweetly lost in sight, And hope in full, supreme delight, And everlasting love. L.M. THE HOLY SPIRIT. 484 1 Eternal Spirit ! we confess And sing the wonders of thy grace ; Thy power conveys our blessings down From God, the Father, and the Son. 2 Enlightened by thy heavenly ray, Our shades and darkness turn to day ; Thine inward teachings make us know Our danger, and our refuge too. 3 Tliy power and glory work within, And break the chains of reigning sin. Do our imperious lusts subdue. And form our wretched hearts anew. 4 The troubled conscience knows thy voice, Thy cheering words awake our joys; Tliy words allay the stormy wind. And calm the surges of the mind. 485 L. M. 1 Father of mercies, God of love! >Send down thy Spirit from above; Let me his sacred influence feel. To quicken, purify and heal. 2 He is the source of every grace, Of light and life and holiness ; By him alone may I be taught. And all my works in him be wrought. 3 Oh, let thy Holy Spirit come And make my heart his constant home ; There his abundant grace display, And lead me iu a perfect way. THE HOI.Y SPIRIT. 137 486 L. M. 1 Sure Ae blest Comforter is nigh ; 'Tis he sustains my fainting heart; Else would my hoi^e for ever die, And every cheering ray depart. 2 Whene'er to call the Saviour mine With ardent wish ray heart aspires, Can it be less than power divine That animates these strong desires? 3 And when my cheerful hope can say I love my God and taste his grace, Lord ! is it not thy blissful ray That brings this dawn of sacred peace ? 4 Let thy good Spirit in my heart For ever dwell, God of love ! And light and heavenly peace impart, Sweet earnest of the joys above. 487 L. M. 1 Come, sacred Spirit ! from above, And fill the coldest heart with love; Soften to flesh the flinty stone, And let thy Godlike power be known. 2 Speak thou, and from the haughtiest eyes Shall floods of pious sorrow rise, While all their glowing souls are borne To seek that grace which now they scorn. 3 Oh, let a holy flock await Numerous around thy temple gate, Each pressing on with zeal to be A living sacrifice to thee. 4 In answer to our fervent cries Give us to see thy church arise ; Or if that blessing seem too great, Give us to mourn its low estate. 488 L. M. 1 Stay, thou insulted Spirit ! stay, Though I have done thee such despite ; Cast not the sinner quite away, Nor take th'i..? everlasting flight. 2 Though I have most unfaithful been Of all who e'er thy grace received, Ten thousand times thy goodness seen, Ten thousand times thy goodness grieved, 3 Yet oh, the chief of sinners spare. In honor of my great High Priest ; Nor in thy righteous anger swear I shall not see thy people's rest. 4 Now, Lord! my weary soul release. Uphold me with thy gracious hand Guide me into thy perfect peace, And bring me to the promised land. 489 C. M. 1 How helpless guilty nature lies, Unconscious of its load ! The heart, unchanged, can never rise To happiness and God. 2 Can aught beneath a power divine The stubborn will subdue ? 'T is thine, eternal Spirit ! thine, To form the heart anew. 3 'T is thine the passions to recall, And upward bid them rise ; To make the scales of error fall From reason's darkened eyes ; 4 To chase the shades of death away. And bid the sinner live ; A beam of heaven, a vital ray, 'T is thine alone to give. 5 Oh, change these wretched hearts of ours. And give them life divine ; Then shall our passions and our powers, Almighty Lord ! be thine. 490 c. xM. 1 Why should the children of a King Go mourning all their days? Great Comforter ! descend and bring Some tokens of thy grace. 138 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 2 Dost thou not dwell in all the saints And seal the heirs of heaven? When wilt thou banish my complaints And show my sins forgiven ? 3 Assure my conscience of her part In the Redeemer's blood ; And bear thy witness with my heart That I am born of God. 4 Thou art the earnest of his love, The pledge of joys to come ; And thy soft wings, celestial Dove ! Will safe convey me home. 491 C. M. 1 Enthroned on high, almighty Lord ! The Holy Ghost send down ; Fulfill in us thy faithful word, And all thy mercies crown. 2 Though on our heads no tongues of fire Their wondrous powers impart, Grant, Saviour! what we more desire, Thy Spirit in our heart. 3 Spirit of life and light and love ! Thy heavenly influence give; Quicken our souls, born from above, In Christ that we may live. 4 To our benighted minds reveal The glories of his grace. And bring us where no clouds conceal The brightness of his face. 5 His love within us shed abroad, Life's ever-springing well. Till God in us and we in God In love eternal dwell. 492 S. M. 1 Blest Comforter divine ! Let rays of heavenly love Amid our gloom and darkness shine, And guide ou jouls above ; 2 Draw with thy " still small voice " From every sinful way, And bid the mourning saint rejoice, Though earthly joys decay ; 3 By thine inspiring breath Make every cloud of care. And e'en the gloomy vale of death, A smile of glory wear. 4 Thou who dost fill the heart With love to all our race. Blest Comforter ! to us impart These blessings of thy grace. 493 S. M. 1 Holy Spirit ! come. And Jesus' love declare ; Oh, tell us of our heavenly home. And guide us safely there. 2 Our unbelief remove By thine almighty breath ; Oh, work the wondrous work of love, The mighty work of faith. 3 Come with resistless power. Come with almighty grace. Come with the long-expected shower, And fall upon this place. 4 We know thou hast the power ; Oh, let that power be shown ; We know that this is mercy's hour ; Oh, make thy mercy known. 5 Thy sceptre, Lord ! extend. Pity our deep distress ; Thou art the contrite sinner's Friend, Thy waiting servants bless. 6 We bless thee for thy grace And thine almighty power; We bless thee for thy holy place And this accepted hour. THE HOLY SPIRIT. 139 494 S. M. 1 Lord God, the Holy Ghost ! In this accepted hour, As on the day of Pentecost, Descend in all thy power. 2 We meet with one accord In our appointed place, And wait the promise of our Lord, The Spirit of all grace. 3 Like mighty rushing wind Upon the waves beneath, Move with one impulse every mind. One soul, one feeling, breathe. 4 The young, the old, inspire With wisdom from above. And give us hearts and tongues of fire. To pray and praise and love. 495 8s & 4s. 1 Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed His last farewell, A Guide, a Comforter, bequeathed With us to dwell. 2 He came in tongues of living To teach, subdue; All-powerful as the wind he came. As viewless too. 3 He comes his graces to impart, A willing guest, While he can lind one humble heart Wherein to rest. 4 He breathes that gentle voice we hear As breeze of even. That checks each fault, that calms each fear, And speaks of heaven. 5 And all the good that we possess, His gift we own ; Yea, eve»y thought of holiness, And victory won. 6 Spirit of purity and grace ! Our weakness see ; Oh, make our hearts thy dwelling-place, And worthier thee ! 496 8,s, 7s & 6s, 1 Lord ! I hear of shoAvers of blessing Thou art scattering full and free- Showers the thirsiy land refreshing ; Let some droppings fall on me, Even me, even me ! Let some droppings fall on me. 2 Pass me not, O gracious Father ! Sinful though my heart may be; Thou might'st pass me, but the rather Let thy mercy light on me. Even me, even me ! Let thy mercy light on me. 3 Pass me not, tender Saviour ! Let me love and cling to thee ! I am longing for thy favor; When thou comest, call for me, Even me, etc. 4 Pass me not, mighty Spirit ! Thou canst make the blind to see ; Witnesser of Jesus' merit, Speak the word of power to me, Even me, etc. 5 Have I long in sin been sleeping. Long been sligliting, grieving thee ? Has the world my heart been keeping? Oh, forgive and rescue me. Even me, etc. 6 Love of God, so pure and changeless, Blood of God, so rich and free, Grace of God, so strong and boundless. Magnify them all in me, Even me, etc. 497 L. M. 1 Lord ! thy heavenly grace impart, Aud fix my frail, inconstant heart; 140 THE HOLY SPIRIT. Hencf forth my chief desire shall be To dedicate myself to thee. 2 "Whate'er pursuits ray time employ, One thought shall till my soul with joy ; That silent, secret thought shall be That all my hopes are jBixed on thee. 3 Renouncing every worldly thing, And safe beneath thy spreading wing, My sweetest thought henceforth shall be That all I want I find in thee. 498 7s. 1 Gracious Spirit ! Love divine ! Let thy light within me shine ; All my guilty fears remove, Fill me with thy heavenly love. 2 Speak thy pardoning grace to me, Set the burdened sinner free; Lead me to the Lamb of God, Wash me in his precious blood. 3 Life and peace to me impart, Seal salvation on my heart ; Breathe thyself into my breast, Earnest of immortal rest. 4 Let rae never from thee stray. Keep me in the narrow way ; Fill my soul with joy divine, Keep me. Lord ! for ever thine. 499 7s. 1 Holy Ghost ! with light divine, Shine upon this heart of mine ; Chase the shades of night away. Turn my darkness into day. 2 Holy Ghost ! with power divine, Cleanse this guilty heart of mine; Lorg hath sin, without control, Hel-i dominion o'er ray soul. 3 Holy Ghost! with joy divine, Cheer this saddened heart of mine ; Bid my many woes depart, Heal my wounded, bleeding "iicart. 4 Holy Spirit ! all-divine, Dwell within this heart of mine ; Cast down every idol-throne, Reign supreme, and reign alone. 500 78 1 Oft in danger, oft in woe. Onward, Christian, onward go ! Fight the fight, maintain the strife, Strengthened with the bread of life. 2 Onward, Christian, onward go! Join the war, and face the foe; Will you flee in danger's hour ? Know you not your Captain's power? 3 Let your drooping hearts be glad ; March, in heavenly armor clad ; Fight, nor think the battle long; Victory soon shall tune your song. 4 Let not sorrow dim your eye ; Soon shall every tear be dry ; Let not woe your course impede ; Great your strength if great your need 5 Onward, then, to battle move ! More than conquerors you shall prove ; Though opposed by nuiny a foe, Christian soldiers, onward go ! 501 8r & 78. 1 Humble, Lord ! my haughty spirit, Bid my swelling thoughts subside ; Strip me of my fancied merit; What have I to do with pride ? 2 Was my Saviour meek and lowly ? And shall such a worm as I, Weak and earthly and unholy, Dare to lift my head on high? 3 Teach me. Lord! my true condition; Bring me childlike to thy knee; THE HOLY SPIRIT. 141 Stripped of every low ambition, Willing to be led by thee. 4 Guide me by thy Holy Spirit ; Feed me from thy blessed word ; All my wisdom, all my merit, Borrowed from thyself, O Lord ! 502 7s & 5s, 1 Holy Ghost, the Infinite ! Shine upon our nature's night With thy blessed inward light, Comforter divine ! 2 We are sinful ; cleanse us. Lord ! We are faint; thy strength afford; Lost, until by thee restored, Comforter divine ! 3 Like the dew thy peace distill ; Guide, subdue our wayward will, Things of Christ unfolding still, Comforter divine! 4 In us, for us, intercede, And with voiceless groanings plead Our unutterable need, Comforter divine ! 5 In us " Abba, Father !" cry, Earnest of our bliss on high, Seal of immortality. Comforter divine ! 6 Search for us the depths of God, Bear us up the starry road To the height of tliine abode, Comforter divine! 503 8s & 78. .1 Holy Ghost! dispel our sadness. Pierce the clouds of sinful night ; Come, thou source of joy and gladness ! Breathe thy life and spread thy light. 2 Come, thou best of all donations God doth give wlien men implore! Having thy sn^eet consolatK ds. We need wish for nothing more. 3 Author of the new creation ! Let us now thine influence prove ; Make our hearts thy habitation, Shed abroad a Saviour's love. 4 From that height that knows no measure As a gracious rain descend. Bringing down the richest treasure We can ask or God can send. 5 Manifest thy love for ever. Fence us in on every side ; In distress be our Reliever, Guard and teach, support and guide, 6 Hear, oh hear our supplication. Blessed Spirit! God of peace! Rest upon this congregation With the fullness of thy grace, 504 7s & 63. 1 Saviour ! I thy word believe, My unbelief remove ; Now thy quickening Spirit give. The unction from above. Show me. Lord ! bow good thou art; Now thy gracious word fulfill ; Send the witness in my heart, The Holy Ghost reveal. 2 Blessed Comforter ! come down, And live and move in me ; Make my every deed thine own, In all things led by thee ; Bid my sin and fear depart. And within oh, deign to dwell ; Faithful Witness ! in my heart Thy perfect light reveal. 3 Whom the world cannot receive, Loi-d! reveal in me ; Son of God ! I cease to li re, Unless 1 live to thee 142 THE HOLY SPIRIT. Make me chocive the better part; Oh, do thou my pardon seal; Send the witness to my heart, The Holy Ghost reveal. 605 L . M. 1 Faith is a living power from heaven Which grasps the promise God has given, A trust that cannot be o'erthrown, Securely fixed on Christ alone. 2 Faith finds in Christ whate'er we need To save and strengthen, guide and feed ; Strong in his grace, it joys to share 11 is cross, in hope his crown to wear. 3 Faith to the ci nscience whispers peace, And bids the mourner's sighing cease; By faith the children's right we claim, And call upon our Father's name. 4 Faith feels the Spii it's kindling breath In love and hope that conquer death ; Faith brings us to delight in God, And blesses e'en his smiting rod. 5 Such faith in us, God ! implant. And to our prayers thy favor grant In Jesus Christ, thy saving Son, AVho is our fount of health alone. 6 In him may every trusting soul Press onward to the heavenly goal, The blessedness no foes destroy. Eternal love and light and joy. 506 L. M. 1 'T IS by the faith of joys to come We walk through deserts dark as night ; Till we arrive at heaven, our lioiue, Faith is our guide and faith our liglit. 2 The want of sight she well supplies ; She makes the pearly gates appear; Far into distant worlds she pries, And brings eternal glories near. 3 Cheerful we tread the desert through, While faith inspires a heavenly ray, Though lions roar and tempests blow, And rocks and dangers fill the way. 4 So Abram, by divine command. Left his own home to walk with God ; His faith beheld the promised land, And fired his zeal along the road. L. M. 507 1 Author of faith, eternal Word, Whose Spirit breathes the active flame ; Faith, like its finisher and Lord, To-day, as yesterday, the same, 2 To thee our humble hearts aspire. And ask the gift unspeakable ; Increase in us the kindled fire, In us the work of faith fulfill. S By faith we know thee strong to save; Save us, a present Saviour thou ! Whate'er we hope by faith we have; Future and past subsisting now. 4 To him that in thy name believes Eternal life with thee is given; Into himself he all receives, Pardon and holiness and heaven. 5 The things unknown to feeble sense, Unseen by reason's glimmering ray, With strong commanding evidence. Their heavenly origin display. G Faith lends its realizing light; The clouds disperse, the shadows fly; The Invisible appears in sight. And God is seen by mortal eye. 508 L. M. 1 By faith in Christ I Avalk with God, Witli heaven, my journey's end, ir view; Supported by his stafi' and rod, My road is safe and pleasant too, THE HOLY SPIRIT. 143 2 Though snares and dangers throng my path, And earth and hell my course withstand, I triumph over all by faith, Guarded by his almighty hand. 3 The wilderness afifords no food. But God for my support prepares, Provides me every needful good. And frees my soul from wants and cares, 4 With him sweet converse I maintain ; Great as he is, I dare be free ; I tell him all my grief and pain, And he reveals his love to me. 5 Some cordial from his word he brings, Whene'er my feeble spirit faints; At once my soul revives and sings, And yields no more to sad complaints. 6 I pity all that worldlings talk Of pleasures that will quickly end ; Be this my choice, Lord ! to walk With thee, my Guide, my Guard, my Friend. 509 L. M. 1 Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews, And nobler speech than angels use. If lo^e be absent, I am found, Like tinkling brass, an empty sound. 2 Were I inspired to preach, and tell All that is done iu heaven and hell, Or could my faith the world remove. Still I am nothing without love. 3 Should I distribute all my store To feed the hungry, clothe the poor. Or give my body to the flame. To gain a martyr's glorious name, 4 If love to God and love to men Be absent, all my hopes are vain; Nor tongues, nor gifts, nor fiery zeal The work of love can e'er fulfill. 510 C. M. 1 Happy the heart where gi-aces reign, Where love inspires the breast; Love is the brightest of the train, And strengthens all the rest. 2 Knowledge, alas ! 't is all in vain, And all in vain our fear ; Our stubborn sins will fight and reign If love be absent there. 3 'T is love that makes our cheerful feet In swift obedience move ; The devils know and tremble too. But Satan cannot love. 4 This is the grace that lives and sings When faith and hope shall cease ; 'T is this shall strike our joyful strings In the sweet realms of bUss. 511 S.M. 1 My soul, be on thy guard, Ten thousand foes arise, And hosts of sins are pressing hard To ciraw thee from the skies. 2 Oh, watch and fight and pray; The battle ne'er give o'er ; Eenew it boldly every day, And help divine implore. 3 Xe'er think the victory won, Nor lay thine armor down ; Thine arduous work will not be done Till thou obtain thy crown. 512 S. M. 1 Ix true and patient hope, My soul, on God attend, And calmly, confidently, look Till he salvation send. 2 I shall his goodness see. While on his name I call ; He will defend and strengthen me, And I shall never fall. 144 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 3 Jesus ! to thee I flv, My refuge and my tower, Upon thy faithful love rely, And find thy saving power. 513 S. M. 1 Blest are the pure in heart, For they shall see their God ; The secret of the Lord is theirs; Their soul is Christ's abode. 2 He to the lowly soul Doth still himself impart, And for his dwelling and Iiis throne Chooseth the pure in heart. '6 Lord ! we thy presence seek ; May ours this blessing be ; Oh, give the pure and lowly heart, A temple meet for thee. 514 L. M. 1 Awake, our souls ! away, our fears ! Let every trembling tiiought be gone ; Awake, and run the heavenly race, And put a cheerful courage on. 2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road. And mortal spirits tire and faint ; But they forget the mighty God Who feeds the strength of every saint— 3 Thee, mighty God ! whose matchless power Is ever new and ever young. And firm endures while endless years Their everlasting circles run. 4 From thee, the overflowing Spring, Our souls shall drink a fresh supply ; While such as trust their native strength Shalt melt away and droop and die. 5 Swift as the eagle cuts the air We'll mount aloft to thine abode; On wings of love our souls shall fly, Nor tire amid the heavenly road. 515 L. M. 1 Stand up, my soul ! shake ofi" thy fears, And gird the gospel armor on ; March to the gates of endless joy, Where Jesus thy great Captain 's gone. 2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course, But hell and sin are vanquished foes; Thy Jesus nailed them to the cross. And sung the triumph when lie rose. 3 What though thy inward lusts rebel? 'T is but a struggling gasp for life ; The weapons of victorious grace Shall slay thy sins and end the strife. 4 Tlien let my soul march boldly on. Press forward to the heavenly gate ; There peace and joy eternal reign. And glittering robes for conquerors wait, 5 There shall I wear a starry crown, And triumph in almighty grace; While all the armies of the skies Join in my glorious Leader's praise. 516 L. M. 1 Who shall the Lord's elect condemn? 'Tis God that justifies their souls; , And mercy, like a mighty stream, O'er all their sins divinely rolls. 2 Who shall adjudge the saints to hell? 'Tis Christ, who suffered in their stead, And the salvation to fulfill Behold liim rising from the dead. 3 He lives ! he lives, and reigns above, For ever interceding there; Who shall divide us from his love, Or what shall tempt us to despair? 4 Not all that men on earth can do. Nor powers on high nor powers below. Shall cause his mercy to remove. Or wean our hearts from Christ, our love. THE HOLY SPIRIT. 145 517 CM. 1 A (VAKE, my soul ! stretch every nerve, And press with vigor on ; A heavenly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown. 2 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey ; Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 3 'Tis God's all-animating voice That calls thee from on high ; 'Tis his own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye. 4 Blest Saviour ! introduced by thee, Have I my race begun ; And crowned with victory, at thy feet I'll lay my laurels down. 518 C. M. 1 Am I a soldier of the cross, A follower of the Lamb, And shall I fear to own his cause Or blush to speak his name ? 2 Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize And sailed through bloody seas? 3 Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood? Is this dark world a friend to grace, To help me on to God ? 4 Sure I must fight if I would reign ; Increase my courage, Lord ! I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by thy word. 519 C. M. 1 Amazing 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, 10 2 'Twas grace that taught i-.y 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 ; 'T is grace has brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home. 4 The Lord has promised good to me, His word my hope secures ; He will my shield and portion be As long as life endures. 5 And when this flesh and heart shall fail, And mortal life shall cease, I sliall possess, within the veil, A life of joy and peace. 520 C. M. 1 Firm as the earth thy gospel stands. My Lord, my hope, my trust ! If I am found in Jesus' hands. My soul can ne'er be lost. 2 His honor is engaged to save The meanest of his sheep; All that his heavenly Father gave His hands securely keep. 3 Nor death nor hell shall e'er remove His favorites from his breast ; In the dear bosom of his love Tliey must for ever rest. 521 C. M. 1 Lord ! when I all things would possess, I crave but to be thine ; Oh, lowly is the loftiness Of these desires divine. 2 Each gift but helps my soul to learn How boundless is thy store ; I go from strength to strength, and yearn For thee, my Helper, more. 146 HOLY TRINITY. 3 How can my soul divinely soar, How keep the shining way, And not more tremblingly adore. And not more humbly pray ? 4 The more I triumph in thy gifts. The more I wait on thee ; The grace that mightily uplifts Most sweetly humbleth me. 5 The heaven where I would stand complete My lowly love shall see. And stronger grow the yearning sweet, My holy One ! for thee. 522 C. M. 1 Oh, for a heart of calm repose Amid the world's loud roar, A life that like a river flows Along a peaceful shore ! 2 Come, Holy Spirit! still my heart With gentleness divine; Indwelling peace thou canst impart ; Oh, make that blessiug mine! 3 Above these scenes of storm and strife There spreads a region fair ; Give me to live that higher life, And breathe that heavenly air. 4 Come, Holy Spirit ! breathe that peace, That victory make me win ! Then shall my soul her conflict cease. And find a heaven within. 623 C. M. 1 Thy home is with the humble. Lord ! The simple are the blest; Thy lodging is in childlike hearts; Thou makest there thy rest. 2 Dear Comforter! eternal Love! If thou wilt stay with me, Of lowly thoughts and simple ways I'll build a house for thee. Who made this breathing heart of mine But thou, my heavenly Guest? Let no one have it, then, but thee, And let it be thy rest. HOLY TRINITY. 524 C. M. 1 To God be glory, peace on earth. To all mankind good will ; We bless, we praise, we worship thee, And glorify thee still. 2 And thank's for thy great glory give That fills our souls with light; Lord our heavenly King, the God And Father of all might ! 3 And thou, begotten Son of God Before all time begun, Jesus Christ, thou Lamb of God, The Father's only Son ! 4 Thou who the sins of all the world Dost fully take away, Have mercy. Saviour of mankind! And hear us when we pray. 5 thou who sitt'st at God's right hanl, Upon the Father's throne, Have mercy on us, thou, O Christ ! Who art the Holy One ! 6 Thou only, with the Holy Ghost, Whom earth and heaven adore, In glory of the Father art, Most high for evermore. 525 C. M. 1 Most ancient of all mysteries r Before thy throne we lie ; Have mercy now, most merciful, Most Holy Trinity ! HOLY TRINITY 147 t When heaven and earth were yet unmade, Wnen time was yet unknown, Thou in thy bliss and majesty Didsi live and love alone. 3 Thou wert not born, there was no fount From which thy being flowed; There is no end which thoti canst reach, But thou art simply God. 4 How wonderful creation is, The work that thou didst bless ! And oh, what then must thou be like. Eternal loveliness ! 5 Most ancient of all mysteries. Still at thy throne we lie ; Have mercy now, most merciful, Most Holy Trinity ! 526 8s. 1 God of life, whose power benign Doth o'er the world in mercy shine ! Accept our praise, for we are thine. 2 O Father, uncreated Lord ! Be thou in every land adored. Be thou by all with faith implored. 3 O Son of God ! for sinners slain. We bless thee, Lord ! whose dying pain For us did endless life regain, 4 Holy Ghost ! whose guardian care Doth us for heavenly joys prepare, May we in thy communion share. 5 holy blessed Trinity ! With faith we sinners bow to thee ; In us, God ! exalted be. 527 lis, 12s & lOs. 1 Holy, holy, holy. Lord God Almighty ! Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee ; Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty, God in three persons, blessed Trinity 1 2 Holy, holy, holy ! all the saints adore thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea ; Cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee. Which wert and art and evermore shalt be. ?> Holy, holy, holy! though the darkness hide thee, Though the eye of sinful man thy glory may not see ; Only thou art holy ; there is none beside thee, Perfect in power, in love and purity. 4 Holy, holy, holy ! Lord God Almighty! All thy works shall praise thy name, in earth and sky and sea; Holy, holy, holy ! merciful and mighty ; God in three persons, blessed Trinity ! 528 6s & 4s. 1 Thou whose almighty word Chaos and darkness heard. And took their flight ! Hear us, we humbly pray, And where the gospel's day Sheds not its glorious ray " Let there be light !" 2 Thou who didst come to bring, On thy redeeming wing. Healing and sight. Health to the sick in mind. Sight to the inly blind ! Oh, now to all mankind " Let there be light !" 3 Spirit of truth and love, Life-giving holy Dove ! Speed forth thy flight; Move o'er the waters' face, Bearing the lamp of grace, And in earth's darkest place "Let there be light!" 148 THE WORD OF THE LORD. 4 Blessed and holy three, All-glorious Trinity, Wisdom, love, might! Boundless as ocean's tide Rolling in fullest pride Through the world, far and wide, " Let there be light !" 529 H. M. 1 I GIVE immortal praise To God the Father's love For all my comforts here And better hopes above; He sent his own eternal Son To die for sins that man had done. 2 To God the Son belongs Immortal glory too. Who bought us with his blood From everlasting woe ; And now he lives, and now he reigns. And sees the fruit of all his pains. 3 To God the Spirit's name Immortal worship give, Whose new-croating power Makes the dead sinner live ; His work completes the great design, And fills the soul with joy divine. 4 Almighty God ! to tliee Be endless honors done, Tlie undivided Three, And the mysterious One! Where reason fails with all her powers, There faith prevails, and love adores. 530 7s. 6 line?. 1 Holy, holy, holy ! Lord, God of hosts, eternal King! By the heavens and earth adored. Angels and archangels sing, Chanting everlastingly To the blessed Trinity. 2 Thousands, tens of thousands, stand, Spirits blest, before thy throne, Speeding thence at tJiy command; And when thy command is done, Singing everlastingly To the blessed Trinity. 3 Cherubim and seraphim Veil their faces with their Avings; Eyes of angels are too dim To behold the King of kings. While they sing eternally To the blessed Trinity, 4 Thee, apostles, prophets, thee, Tliee, the noble martyr band, Praise with solemn jubilee; Thee the church in every land; Singing everlastingly To the blessed Trinity. 5 Alleluia, Lord ! to thee. Father, Son and Holy Ghost, Three in one, and one in three! Join we witb the heavenly host, Singing everlastingly To the blessed Trinity. THE WORD OF THE LORD. 531 C. M. 1 Father of mercies! in thy word What endless glory shines! For ever be thy name adored For these celestial lines. 2 Here may the wretched sons of want Exhanstless riches find- Riches above what earth can grant, And lasting as the mind. 3 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice Sjireads heavenly peace around And life and everlasting joys Attend the blissful sound. THE WORD OF THE LORD. 149 4 Ob, may these heavenly pages be My ever dear delight, And still new beauties may I see, And still increasing light. 5 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord ! Be thou for ever near ; Teach me to love thy sacred word, And view my Saviour there. 532 C. M. 1 Blessed are the undeSlcd in heart, Whose ways are right and clean, AVho never from thy law depart, But fly from every sin. 2 Blessed are the men who keep thy word, And practice thy commands ; With their whole heart they seek the Lord, And serve thee with their hands. 3 Great is their peace who love thy law ; How firm their souls abide ! Nor can a bold temptation draw Their steady feet aside. 4 Tlien shall my heart have inward joy, And keep my face from shame, Wluen all thy statutes I obey, And honor all thy name. 533 C. M. 1 Behold thy waiting servant. Lord ! Devoted to thy fear ; liemember and confirm thy word, For ail my hopes are there. 2 Hast thou not sent salvation down. And promised quickening grace? Does not my heart address thy throne? And yet thy love dolays. 3 ilinc eyes for thy salvation fail ; Oh, bear thy servant up ; Nor let the scoffing lips prevai That dure reproach my hope 4 Didst thou not raise ray faith, Lord? Then let thy truth appear • Saints shall rejoice in my reward. And trust as well as fear. 534 c. M 1 Oh, that thy statutes every hour Might dwell upon my mind ! Thence I derive a quickening power, And daily peace I find. 2 To meditate thy precepts, Lord! Shall be my sweet employ ; My soul shall ne'er forget thy word ; Thy word is all my joy, 3 How would I run in thy commands If thou my heart discharge From sin and Satan's hateful chains, And set my feet at large ! 4 My lips with courage shall declare Thy statutes and thy name ; [hear, I'll speak thy word, though kings should Nor yield to sinful shame. 535 c M 1 The Spirit breathes upon the worf* And brings the truth to sight ; Precepts and promises aiFord 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; His truths upon the nations rise — They rise, but never set. 4 Let everlasting thanks be thine For such a bright display As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day. 150 THE WORD OF THE LORI>. 5 My soul rejoices to pursue The steps of bim I love, Till glory breaks upon my view In brighter worlds above. 536 C. M. 1 Blessed are the souls that hear and know The gospel's joyful sound ; Peace shall attend the path they go, And light their steps surround, 2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up Through their Redeemer's name ; His righteousness exalts their hope, Nor Satan dares condemn. 3 The Lord, our glory and defence, Strength and salvation gives ; Israel ! thy King for ever reigns, Thy Grod for ever lives. 537 C. M. 1 Lord ! I have made thy word my choice, My lasting heritage; There shall my noblest powers rejoice, My warmest thoughts engage. 2 I '11 read the histories of thy love, And keep thy laws in sight, While through the promises I rove With ever-fresh delight. 3 'T is a broad land of wealth unknown, Where springs of life arise; Seeds of immortal bliss are sown. And hidden glory lies. 4 The best relief that mourners have. It makes our sorrows blest ; Our fairest hope beyond the grave. And our eternal rest. 538 1 Oh, how I love thy holy law ! 'T is daily my delight; And thence my meditations draw Divine advice by night. CM. 2 My waking eyes prevent the day To meditate thy word ; My soul with longing melts away To hear thy gospel, Lord J 3 How doth thy word my heart engage I How well employ my tongue ! And in my tiresome pilgrimage Yields me a heavenly song. 4 Am I a stranger or at home * 'Tis my perpetual feast ; Not honey dropping from the comb So much allures the taste. 5 No treasures so enrich the mind, Nor shall thy word be sold For loads of silver well refined, Nor heaps of choicest gold. 6 When nature sinks and spirits droop, Thy promises of grace Are pillars to support my hope, And there I write thy praise. 539 C. M. 1 How precious is the book divine By inspiration given ! Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine To guide our souls to heaven. 2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts In this dark vale of tears; Life, light and joy it still imparts, And quells our rising fears. 3 This lamp through all the tedious night Of life shall guide our way, Till we behold the clearer light Of an eternal day. 540 C. M. 1 IIow shall the young secure their hearts And guard their lives from sin ? Thy word the choicest rules imparts To keep the conscience clean. THE WORD OF THE LORD. 151 2 When once it enters to the mind, It spreads such light abroad The meanest souls iustruction find, And raise their thoughts to God. 3 'Tis, like the sun, a heavenly light, That guides us all the day. And through the dangers of the night A lamp to lead our way. 4 Thy precepts make me truly wise ; I hate the sinner's road ; I hate my own vain thoughts that rise, But love thy law, my God ! 5 Ttv word is everlasting truth ; HjW pure is every page ! That holy book shall guide our youth And well support our age. 541 C. M. 1 Ladex 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 Here consecrated water flows To quench my thirst of sin ; Here the fair tree of knowledge grows ; No danger dwells therein. 4 This is the judge that ends the strife Where wit and reason fail ; My guide to everlasting life Through all this gloomy vale. 5 Oh, may thy counsels, mighty God ! My roving feet command, Nor I forsake the happy road That loads to !;hy right haid. 542 L. M. 1 God, in the gospel of liis Son, Makes his eternal counsels known ; 'Tis here his richest mercy shines, And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 2 Here sinners of a humble frame May taste his grace and learn his name, 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 cajitive feel his bondage cease; The mourner find the way of peace. 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 truth with meekness to receive, And by its holy precepts live. 543 L. M. 1 Let everlasting glories crown Thy head, my Saviour and my Lord ! Thy hands have brought salvation down, And writ the blessings in thy word. 2 In vain the trembling conscience seeks Some solid ground to rest upon ; With long despair the spirit breaks Till we apply to Christ alone. 3 How well thy blessed *ruths agree ! How wise and holy thy commands I Thy promises, how firm they be ! How firm our hope, our comfort stands 4 Should all the forms that men devise Assault my faith with treacherous art, I 'd call them vanity and lies, And bind the gospel to my heart. 15! THE WORD OF THE LORD. 644 S. M. 1 Grace! 'tis a charming sound, Harmonious to mine ear ; Heaven with tlic echo shall resound, And all the earth shall hear. 2 Grace first contrived the way To save rebellious man, And all the steps that grace display Which drew the wondrous plan. 3 Grace led my wandering feet To tread the heavenly road, And new supplies each hour I meet While pressing on to God. 4 Grace all the work shall crown Through everlasting days ; It lays in heaven the topmost stone And well deserves the praise. 545 S. M. 1 Behold, the morning sun Begins his glorious way ; His beams through all the nations run. And life and light convey. 2 But where the gospel comes It spreads diviner light; It calls dead sinners from their tombs. And gives the blind their sight. 3 How perfect is thy word, And all thy judgments just ! For ever sure thy promise, Lord ! And men securely trust. 4 My gracious God ! how plain Are thy directions given ! Oh, may I never read in vain, But find the path to heaven. 5 I hear thy word with love, And I would fain obey ; Send thy good .Spirit from above To guide me, lest I st? ay. 546 L. ,\L 1 Ho, every one that thirsts ! draw nigh 'Tis God invites the fallen race ; Mercy and free salvation buy. Buy wine and milk and gospel grace. 2 Nothing ye in exchange shall give, Leave all you have and are behind; Freely the gift of God receive, I'ardon and peace in Jesus find. 3 Coiue to the living waters, corae; Sinners, obey your Maker's call; Return, ye weary wanderers, home, And find my grace is free for all. 547 1 M. 1 Rkturn, O wanderer, return. And seek an injured Father's face; Tliose warm desires that in thee burn Were kindled by reclaiming grace. 2 Return, wanderer, return, And seek a Father's melting heart; His pitying eyes thy grief discern, His hand shall heal thine inward smart. 3 Return, O wanderer, return, Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live; Go to his bleeding feet, and learn HoAv freely Jesus can forgive. 4 Return, wanderer, return. And wipe away the falling tear ; 'T is God who says, " No longer mourn," 'T is mercy's voice invites thee near. 548 L. M. 1 COMK, weary souls with sin distressed, The Saviour offers heavenly rest ; The kind, the gracious call obey. And cast your gloomy fears away. 2 Here mercy's boundless ocean fl( ws To cleanse your guilt and heal your woes; Pardon and life and endless peace ; How rich the gift, how free the grace 1 THE WORD OF THE LORD. 153 3 Loni! yve accept ■with thankful heart The hope thy gracious words impart ; We couie with treiubliiifj, yet rejoice, And bless the kind inviting voice. 4 Dear Saviour ! let thy powerful love Confirm our faith, our fears remove; Oh, sweetly reign in every breast, And guide us to eternal rest. 549 L. M. 1 Why will ye waste on trifling cares Ijiat life which God's compassion spares, While in the various range of thought The one thing needful is forgot? 2 Shall God invite you from above? Sliall Jesus urge his dying love ? Shall troubled conscience give you pain. And all these pleas unite in vain ? 3 Not so your eyes will always view Those objects which you now pursue; Not so will heaven and hell appear "When death's decisive hour is near. 4 Almighty God! thy grace impart; Fix deep conviction on each heart ; Nor let us waste on trifling cares Tliat life which thy compassion spares. 550 L. M. 1 Come hither, all ye weary souls, Ye heavy-laden sinners, come ; I'll give you rest from all your toils, And raise you to my heavenly home. 2 They shall find rest that learn of me; I 'm of a meek and lowly mind ; But passion rages like the sea, And pride is restless as the wind. } Blessed is the man whose shoulders take My yoke, and bear it with delight ; JJ y yoke is easy to his neck. My grace shall make the burden light. 4 Jesus ! we come at thy command, With faith and hope and humble zeal, Resign our spirits to thy hand, To mould and guide us at thy will. 551 L. M. 1 Behold a Stranger at the door ! He gently knocks, has knocked before, Has waited long, is waiting still • You treat no other friend so ill. 2 Oil, lovely attitude ! he stands With melting heart and laden hands ; Oh, matchless kindness! and he shows This matchless kindness to his foes. 3 But will he prove a friend indeed? He will, the very friend you need — The Friend of sinners; yes, 'tis he, With garments dyed on Calvary. 4 Rise, touched with gratitude divine, Turn out his enemy and thine. That soul destroying monster sin, And let the heavenly Stranger in. 5 Admit him ere his anger burn. His feet, departed, ne'er return ; Admit him, or the hour's at hand When at his door denied you'll stand. 552 L. M 1 Life is the time to serve the Lord, The time t' ensure the great reward; And while the lamp holds out to burn The vilest sinner may return. 2 Life is the hour that God hath given To escape from hell and fly to heaven ; Tiie day of grace ; and mortals may Secure the blessings of the day. o Tlie living know that they must die, But all the dead forgotten lie ; Their memory and their sense are gone. Alike unknowing and unknown. 154 THE WORD OF THE LORD. 4 Then what my thoughts design to do, My hands, with all your might pursue ; Since no device nor work is found. Nor faith nor hope, beneath the ground. 5 There are no acts of pardon passed In the cold grave to which we haste, But darkness, death and long despair Reign in eternal silence there. 553 L. P. M. 1 I LOVE the volumes of thy word ; What light and joy those leaves afford To souls benighted and distressed ! Thy precepts guide my doubtful way, Thy fear forbids my feet to stray, Thy promise leads my heart to rest. 2 From the discoveries of thy law The perfect rules of life I draw ; These are my study and delight; Not honey so invites the taste, Nor gold that hath the furnace passed Appears so pleasing to the sight. 3 Thy threatenings wake my slumbering eyes. And warn me where my danger lies, But 't is thy blessed gospel. Lord ! That makes my guilty conscience clean, Converts my soul, subdues my sin, And gives a free but large reward. 4 Who knows the errors of his thoughts? My God ! forgive my secret faults, And from presumptuous sins restrain ; Accept my poor attempts of praise, That I have read thy book of grace, And book of nature, not in vain. 554 Ss, 7s & 4s. 1 Sinners! will ye scorn the message Sent in morcy from above? Every sentence, oh how tender ! Every line is full of love; Listen to it — Every line is full of love. 2 Hear the h-^ralds of the gospel News from Sion's ICing proclaim To each rebel sinner: " Pardon, Free forgiveness in his name;" How important ! Free forgiveness in his name. 3 Tempted souls, they bring you succor, Fearful hearts, they quell your fears, And with news of consolation Chase away the falling tears; Tender heralds ! Chase away the falling tears. 4 False professors, groveling worldlings, Callous hearers of the word, While the messengers address you Take the warnings they alFord ; We entreat you — Take the warnings they aflford. 5 Who hath our reports believ&d? Who received the joyful word? Who embraced the news of pardon Offered to you by the Lord ? Can you slight it — Ofiered to you by the Lord ? 555 8s, 7s & is. 1 Ho ! ye needy, come and welcome, God's free bounty glorify; True belief and true repentance, Everj^ grace that brings us nigh, Without money, Come to Jesus Christ and buy. 2 Let not conscience make you linger Nor of fitness fondly dream; All the fitness he requireth Is to feel your need of him; This he gives you; 'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 3 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden. Lost and ruined by the fall, THE WOKD OF THE LOED. 155 If you tany till you're better, You will never come at all. Not the righteous, Sinners, Jesus came to call. 4 View him prostrate in the garden, Lo ! your Maker prostrate lies ; On the bloody tree behold him ; Hear him cry, before he dies : "It is finished 1" Sinner, will not this suffice? 5 Lo! the incarnate God ascended Pleads the merits of his blood ; Venture on him, venture wholly, Let no other trust intrude; None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good. 6 Saints and angels joined in concert Sing the praises of the Lamb, While the blissful seats of heaven Sweetly echo with his name ; Hallelujah! Sinners here may sing the same. 55Q 7s. D. 1 Hasten, sinner, to be wise, Stay no^for the morrow's sun ; Wisdom if thou still despise Harder is it to be won. 2 Hasten mercy to implore. Stay not for the morrow's sun. Lest thy season should be o'er Ere this evening's stage be run. 3 Hasten, sinner, to return, Stay not for the morrow's sun. Lest thy lamp should fail to burn Ere salvation's work is done. 4 Hasten, sinner, to be blessed. Stay not for the morrow's sun. Lest perdition thee arrest Ere the loorrow is begun. 557 78. 1 Sinners, turn; why will you die? God, your Maker, asks you wliy; God, who did your being give, Made you with himself to live. 2 Sinners, turn ; why will you die? God, your Saviour, asks you why; God, who did your souls retrieve. Died himself that you might live. 3 Will you let him die in vain ? Crucify your Lord again ? Why, you ransomed sinners, why Will you slight his grace, and die? 4 Sinners, turn ; why will you die ? God, the Spirit, asks you why ; He who all your lives has strove, Wooed you to embrace his love. 5 Will you not the grace receive? Will you still refuse to live ? Oh, you long-sought sinners, why Will you grieve your God to die? 558 7s. 1 Come, says Jesus' sacred voice, Come, and make my paths your choice; I will guide you to your home ; Weary pilgrim, hither come. 2 Thou who, homeless and forlorn, Louff hast borne the proud world's scorn, Long hast roamed this barren waste, Weary pilgrim, hither haste. 3 Hither come, for here is found Balm that flows for every wound, Peace that ever shall endure, Eest eternal, sacred, sure. 559 p. M. 1 Child of sin and sorrow. Filled with dismay, Wait not for to-morrow. Yield thee to-day ; 156 THE WOKD OF THE LOKD. Heaven bids thee come While yet there 's room. Child of sin and sorrow, Hear and obey. 2 Child of sin and sorrow, Why wilt thou die ? Come while thou canst borrow Help from on high : Grieve not that love Which from above, Child of sin and sorrow, Would bring thee nigh. 3 Child of sin and sorrow. Thy moments glide Like the flitting arrow Or the rushing tide; Ere time is o'er Heaven's grace implore; Child of sin and sorrow, In Christ confide. 560 lis. 1 Delay not, delay not, sinner, draw near, The waters of life are now flowing for thee; No price is demanded, the Saviour is here ; Redemption is purchased, salvation is free. 2 Delay not, delay not; why longer abuse The love and compassion of Jesus thy God? A fountain is opened; how canst Uiou refuse To wash and be cleansed in his pardoning blood? 3 Delay not, delay not ; the Spirit of grace, Long grieved and resisted, may take its sad flight. And leave thee in darkness to finish thy race. To sink in the vale of eternity's night. 561 7s. 6 lines. 1 From the cross uplifted high Where the Saviour deigns to die. What melodious sounds I hear, Bursting on my ravished ear 1 Love's redeeming work is done; Come and welcome, sinner, come. 2 Sprinkled now with blood the throne, Why beneath thy burdens groan? On my pierced body laid. Justice OAvns the ransom paid; Bow the knee and kiss the Sou; Come and welcome, sinner, come. 3 Spread for thee the festal board, See with richest dainties stored; To fhy Father's bosom pressed. Yet again a child confessed. Never from his house to roam ; Come and welcome, sinner, come. 4 Soon the days of life shall end ; Lo ! I come, your Saviour, Friend, Safe your spirits to convey To the realms of endless day ; Up to my eternal home. Come and welcome, sinner, come. 562 8s, 7s & 7r. 1 Come to Calvary's holy mountain. Sinners, ruined by the fall; Here a pure and healing fountain Flows to you, to me, to all. In a full perpetual tide. Opened when our Saviour died. 2 Come, in sorrow and contrition, Wounded, impotent and blind; Here tlie guilty free remission. Here the troubled peace, may find; Health this fountain will restore; He that drinks shall thirst no more; 3 He that drinks shall live for ever ; 'Tis a soul-renewing flood; God is faithful; God will never IJniak his covenant iu blood. Signed when our lledeemer died, Sealed when he was glorified. THE WORD OF THE LORD. 157 S. M. 563 1 TiiK Spirit in our hearts Is whispering, " Sinner, come !" The bride, the church of Christ, prochiinis To all his children, " Come !" 2 Let him that heareth say To all about him, "Come!" Let him that thirsts for righteousness To Christ, the fountain, come. 3 Yes, whosoever will, Oh, let him freely come, And freely drink the stream of life; 'T is Jesus bids him come. 4 Lo! Jesus, who invites, Declares, " I quickly come ;" Lord ! even so ; I wait thine hour ; Jesus, ray Saviour ! come. 564 S. M. 1 Like Noah's weary dove That soared the earth around. But not a resting-place above The cheerless waters found, 2 Oh, cease, my wandering soul, On restless wing to roam ; All the wide world, to either pole, Has not for thee a home. 3 Behold the ark of God, Behold the open door ; Hasten to gain that dear abode, And rove, my soul, no more. 4 There safe thou shalt abide, There sweet shall be thy rest. And every longing satisfied, With full salvation blessed. 565 C. M. 1 COMK, humble 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 '11 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 may command my touch, And then the sui^pliant lives. 5 " Perhaps he will admit my plea. Perhaps will hear my prayer; But if I perish, I will pray. And perish only there. 6 " I can but perish if I go, I am resolved to try ; For if I stay away, I know I must for ever die." ^QQ c. M. 1 Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor. Behold a royal feast. Where mercy spreads her bounteous store For every humble guest. 2 See, Jesus stands with open arms, He calls, he bids you come; Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms ; But see, there yet is room — 3 Boom in the Saviour's bleeding heart; There love and pity meet ; Nor will he bid the soul depart That trembles at his feet. 4 Oh, come, and with his children taste The blessings of his love, While hope attends the sweet repast Of nobler joys above. 158 THE CHURCH. 5 There, with united heart unci voice, Before the eternal throne, Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice In ecstasies unknown, 6 And yet ten thousand thousand more Are welcome still to come; Ye longing souls, the grace adore, Approach, there yet is room. THE CHURCH. 567 C. M. 1 Praise waits in Zion, Lord ! for thee ; There shall our vows be paid ; Thou ha'st an ear when sinners pray ; All flesh shall seek thine aid. 2 Lord ! our iniquities prevail. But pardoning grace is thine. And thou wilt grant us power and skill, To conquer every sin. 3 Blest are the men whom thou wilt choose To bring them near thy face, Give them a dwelling in thy house To feast upon thy grace, 4 In answering what thy church requests Thy truth and terror shine. And works of dreadful righteousness Fulfill thy kind design. 5 Thus shall the wondering nations see The Lord is good and just. And distant islands fly to thee, And make thy name their trust. 568 C. M. .1 Arise, King of grace ! arise, And enter to thy rest ; Lo ! thy church waits with longing eyes, Thus to be owned and blest. 2 Enter with all thy glorious train, Thy Spirit and thy word ; All that the ark did once contain Could no such grace aftord. 3 Here, mighty God ! accept our vows; Here let thy praise be spread ; Bless the provisions of thy house, And fill thy poor with bread. 4 Here let the Son of David reign, Let God's anointed shine ; Justice and truth his court maintain With love and power divine. 5 Here let him hold a lasting throne; And as his kingdom grows, Fresh honors shall adorn his crown, And shame confound his foes. 569 C. M. 1 Oh, where are kings and empires now Of old that went and came? But, Lord ! thy church is praying yet, A thousand years the same. 2 We mark her goodly battlements And her foundations strong; We hear within the solemn voice Of her unending song. 3 For not like kingdoms of the world Thy holy Church, God ! [her Though earthquake shocks arethreater ing And tempests are abroad. 4 Unshaken as eternal hills. Immovable she stands, A mountain that shall fill the earth. A house not made by hands. 570 1 Lord of hosts! how lovely is The place where thou dost dwell 1 The tabernacles of thy grace In pleasantness excel. CM. THE CHURCH. 159 2 My soul doth long, yea, even faint, Jehovah's courts to see ; My heart and flesh are crying out, living God ! for thee. ? Blest all who dvrell within thy house ; They ever gice thee praise; And blest the man whose strength thou art, Ta whose heart are thy ways ; 4 Who, passing on through Baca's vale. Do make of it a well ; And copious rains descending there The pools with water fill 5 So they from strength unwearied go Still forward unto strength ; And they in Zion shall appear Before the Lord at length. 571 C. M. 1 The Lord of glory is my light. And my salvation too; God is my strength, nor will I fear What all my foes can do. 2 One privilege my heart desires ; Oh, grant me an abode Among the churches of thy saints. The temples of my God. 3 There shall I offer my requests. And see thy beauty still. Shall hear thy messages of love, And there inquire thy will. 4 When troubles rise and storms appear, There may his children hide ; God has a strong pavilion where He makes my soul abide. 6 Now shall my head be lifted high Above my foes around, And songs of joy and victory VVitliin thy temijle sound. 572 a M. 1 My soul, how lovely is the place To which thy God resorts ! 'T is heaven to see his smiling face, Though in his earthly courts 2 There the great Monarch of the skies His saving power displays, And light breaks in upon our eyes With kind and quickening rays. 3 With his rich gifts the heavenly Dove Descends and fills the place, Willie Christ reveals his wondrous love, And sheds abroad his grace. 4 There, mighty God ! thy words declare The secrets of thy will. And still we seek thy mercy there, And sing thy praises still. 573 0. M. 1 How did my heart rejoice to hear My friends devoutly say, " In Zion let us all appear, And keep the solemn day " ! 2 I love her gates, I love the road. The church, adorned with grace, Stands like a palace built for God To show his milder face. 3 Up to her courts with joys unknown The holy tribes repair ; The Son of David holds his throne And sits in judgment there. 4 Peace be within this sacred place. And joy a constant guest ; With holy gifts and heavenly grace Be her attendants blest. 5 My soul shall pray for Zion still While life or breath remains ; There my best friends, my kindred dwell, There God, ray Saviour, reigns. IGO THE CHURCH. 674 7s. 1 To tliy temple I repair ; Lord ! I love to worship there, When within the veil I meet Christ before the mercy-seat. 2 While thy glorious praise is sung Touch my lips, unloose my tongue, That my joyful soul may bless Thee, the Lord, my righteousness. 3 While the prayers of saints ascend, God of love ! to mine attend ; Hear me, for thy Spirit pleads, Hear, for Jesus intercedes. 4 While I liearken to thy law Fill my soul with humble awe. Till thy gospel bring to me Life and immortality. 676 S. M. 1 I LOVE thy kingdom, Lord ! The house of thine abode, The church our blest Eedeemer saved ■\Vith his own precious blood. 2 I love thy church, O God ! Her walls before thee stand. Dear as the apple of thine eye, And graven on thy hand. 3 If e'er to bless thy sons My voice or hands deny. These hands let useful skill forsake. This voice in silence die. 4 For her my tears shall fall ; For her niy prayers ascend ; To her my cares and toils be given Till toils and cares shall end. 5 Beyond ray highest joy I prize her heavenly ways, Her sweet communion, solemn vows, Her hymns of love and praise. 6 Sure as thy truth shall last, To Zion shall be given The brightest glories earth can yiell, And brighter bliss of heaven. 576 S. M. 1 The Lord Jehovah reigns ; Let all the nations fear; Let sinners tremble at his throne, And saints be humble there. 2 In Zion is his throne; His honors are divine ; His church sh.ll make his wonders known. For there his glories shine. 577 S. P. M. 1 How pleased and blessed was I To hear the people cry, "Come, let us seek our God to-day." Yes, with a cheerful zeal. We'll haste to Zion's hill, And there our vows and honors pay. 2 Zion ! thrice happy place. Adorned with wondrous grace, And walls of strength embrace thee ronncS In thee our tribes appear To pray, lo praise and hear The sacred gospel's joyful sound. 3 There David's greater Son Has fixed his royal throne ; He sits for grace and judgment there; He bids the saint be glad, He makes the sinner sad. And humble souls rejoice with fear, 4 May peace attend thy gate, And joy within thee wait. To bless the soul of every guest ; The man that seeks thy peace, And wishes thine increase, A thousand blessings on him restl THE CHURCH. 161 5 My tongue repeats her vows : " Peace to this sacred house !" For there my friends and kindred dwell ; And since my glorious God Makes thee his blest abode, My soul shall ever love thee well. 578 C. P. M. 1 Before thee, Lord ! a people waits To praise thy name in Zion's gates; To thee shall vows be paid. Thou Hearer of the suppliant's prayer ! All flesh shall unto thee repair To seek thy gracious aid. 2 How great my trespasses appear! But from all guilt thou wilt me clear, And my transgressions hide. How blest thy chosen, who by grace Are brought within thy dwelling-place, That they may there abide ! 3 The goodness of thy house, Lord ! The joys thy holy courts afford, Our souls shall satisfy. By fearful deeds, in justice wrought, The Lord will grant us what we sought, Our Saviour, God most high. 579 H. M. 1 Lord of the worlds above! How pleasant and how fair The dwellings of thy love. Thine earthly temples, are! To thine abode my heart aspires. With warm desires to see my God. 2 Oh, happy souls who pray Where God appoints to hear ! Oh, happy men who pay Their constant service there ! They praise thee still; and happy they Who love the way to Zion's hill. 8 They go from strength to strength Through this dark vale of tears, 11 Till each arrives at length, Till each in heaven appears ; Oh, glorious seat, when God, our King, Shall thither bring our willing feet! H. AL 580 1 Rise, gracious God ! and shine In all thy saving might. And prosper each design To spread thy glorious light ; Lot healing streams of mercy flow. That all the earth thy truth may know. 2 Put forth thy glorious power ; The nations then will see. And earth present her store In converts born of thee ; God, our own God, his church will bless, And earth shall yield her full increase. L. M. 581 1 How i)leasant, how divinely fair, O Lord of hosts ! thy dwellings are ! AVith long desire my spirit faints To meet the assemblies of thy saints. 2 My flesh would rest in thine abode, My panting heart cries out for God ; My God : my king ! why should I be So far from ail my j-oys and thee ? o Blest are the saints who sit on high Around thy throne of majesty ; Thy brightest glories shine above. And all their work is praise and love. 4 Blest are the souls who find a place Within the temple of thy grace; There tliey behold thy gentler rays. And seek thy face and learn thy praise, 5 Cheerful they walk with growing strength Till all shall meet in heaven at length, Till all before thy face appear, And join in nobler worship there. 162 THE CHURCH. 582 L. M. 1 Lo ! God is here ; let us adore, And own how dreadful is this place ; Let all within us feel his power, And silent bow before his face. 2 Lo! God is here ; him day and night United choirs of angels sing ; To him, entlironed above all height, Let saints their humble worship bring. 3 Lord God of hosts ! oh, may our praise Thy courts with grateful incense fill ; Still may we stand before thy face. Still hear and do thy sovereign will. 583 S. M. 1 How beauteous are their feet Who stand on Zion's hill, Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal ! 2 How charming is their voice ! How sweet the tidings are ! " Zion ! behold thy Saviour King ; He reigns and triumphs here." 8 How happy are our ears, That hear this joyful sound. Which kings and prophets waited for. And sought, but never found ! 4 How blessed are our eyes, That see this heavenly light ! Prophets and kings desired it long, But died without the sight. 5 The watchmen join their voice, And tuneful notes employ; Jerusalem breaks fortli in songs, And deserts learn the joy. 6 The Lord makes bare his arm Through all the earth abroad ; Let all the nations now behold Their Saviour and their God. 584 L. M. 6 lines. Lord of the gospel harvest! send More laborers forth into thy field; More pastors teach thy flock to tend ; More workmtin raise thy house to build ; His work and place to each assign. And clothe th'^ur word with power divine. 585 L. M. 1 Great Lord of all thy churches ! hear Tliy ministers' and people's prayer; Pei'fumed by thee, oh may it rise Like fragrant incense to the skies. 2 Jlay every pastor from above Be uevr inspired with zeal and love To watch thy flock, thy flock to feed, And sow with care the precious seed. 3 Revive thy churches with thy grace; Heal all our b-'-aches, grant us peace ; Rouse us from sloth, our hearts inflame With ardent zeal for Jesus' name. 4 May young and old thy word receive, Dead sinners hear thy voice and live. The wounded conscience healing find, And joy refresh each drooping mind. 5 May aged saints matured with grace Abound in fruits of holiness; And when transplanted to the skies, May younger in their stead arise. 6 Thus we our suppliant voices raise, And, weeping, sow the seed of praise, In humble hope that thou wilt hear Thy ministers' and people's prayer. 586 L. M. 1 Lord ! pour thy Spirit from on high, And thine ordaiuM servants bless ; Graces and gifts to each sipply. And clothe thy priests witli rigliteousness. THE CHURCH. 163 2 Within tliy temple when they stand To teach the truth as taught by thee, Saviour ! like stars in thy right hand Let all thy church's pastors be. 3 Wisdom and zeal and love impart, Firmness and meekness from above, To bear thy jieople in their heart. And love the souls whom thou dost love ; i To love and pray and never faint, By day and night their guard to keep. To warn the sinner, form the saint, To feed thy lambs and tend thy sheep. 5 So, when their work is finished here, They may in hope their charge resign; So, when their Master shall appear, They may with crowns of glory shine. 587 C. M. 1 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? 2 Though earthly shepherds dwell in dust. The aged and the young. The watchful eye in darkness closed, And mute the instructive tongue, 3 The eternal Shepherd still survives, New comfort to impart ; His eye still guides us, and his voice Still animates our heart. 4 " Lo, I am Avith you !" saith the Lord ; Thy church sliall safe abide. For thou wilt ne'er forsake thine own Whose souls in thee confide. 5 Through every scene of life and death This promise is our trust. And this shall be our children's song When we are cold in dust. 588 C. M. 1 Christ and his cross is all our theme ; The mysteries that we speak Are scandal in the Jews' esteem, And folly to the Greek. 2 But souls enlightened from above With joy receive the word ; They see what wisdom, power and lore Shine in their dying Lord. 3 The vital savor of his name Restores their fainting breath, But unbelief perverts the same To guilt, despair and death. 4 Till God diffuse his graces down Like showers of heavenly rain, In vain Apollos sows the ground, And Paul may plant in vain. 589 C. M. 1 Let Zion's watchmen all awake And take the 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 whom the Lord Did heavenly bliss forego — For souls that must for ever live In rapture or in woe. 4 All to the great tribunal haste, The account to render there ; And shouldst thou strictly mark our faults, Lord ! how should we appear ? 5 May they that Jesus whom they preach, Their own Eedeemer, see. And watch thou daily o'er their souls, That they may watch for thee. 164 THE CHURCH. 590 L. M. 1 How blest the sacred ie that binds In union sweet according minds! How swift the heavenly course they run Whose hearts, whose faith, whose hopes, are one! 2 To each the soul of each how dear ! What jealous love, what holy fear ! How doth the generous flame within Refine from earth and cleanse from sin ! 3 Their streaming tears together flow For human guilt and mortal woe; Their ardent prayers together rise, Like mingling flames in sacrifice. 4 Together oft they seek the place Where God reveals his .twful face ; How high, how strong, their raptures swell There's none but kindred souls can tell. 5 Nor shall the glowing flame expire When nature droops her sickening fire; Then shall they meet in reahns above, A heaven of joy, a heaven of love. 591 C. M. 1 Rise, O ray soul ! pursue the path By ancient worthies trod ; Aspiring, view those holy men Who lived and walked with God. 2 Though dead, they speak in reason's ear, And in example live; Their faith and hope and mighty deeds Still fresh instruction give. 3 'T was through the Lamb's most precious blood They conquered every foe. And to his power and matchless grace Their crowns of life they owe. 4 Lord ! may I ever keep in view The patterns thou hast given. And ne'er forsake the blessed path Which led them safe to heaven. H. M 592 1 One sole baptisma sign. One Lord below, above, One faith, one hope divine. One only watchword, love; From different temples though it rise One song ascendeth to the skies. 2 Our sacrifice is one. One Priest before the throne, The slain, the risen Son, Redeemer, Lord alone ; And sighs from contrite hearts that spring Our chief, our choicest ofleriug. 3 Head of thy church beneath, The catholic, the true. On all her members breathe, Her broken frame renew ; Then shall thy perfect will be done When Christians love and live as one. 593 7s & 6s. 1 Behold, how good and pleasant, And how becoming well. Where brethren all united In peace together dwell ! 2 'Tis like the precious ointment That on the head did flow, Which down the beard of Aaron Did o'er his vesture go. 3 Like dews which on Mount Hermon And Zion hills descend ; There God commands the blessing, Life that shall never end. 594 C. M. 1 Come, let us join our friends above That have obtained the prize. And on the eagle wings of love To joys celestial rise. 2 L<>t all the saints errestrial sing With tliose to giory gone, For all the servants of our King, In earth and heaven, are one. THE CHURCH. 165 3 One familj' we dwell in him, Cue church abuve, beneath, Though now divided by the stream, The narrow stream, of death. 4 One army of the living God, To his command we bow ; Part of his host have crossed the flood. And part are crossing now. 5 Ten thousand to their endless home This solemn moment fly, And we are to the margin come. And we expect to die. 6 Oh, that we now might grasp our Guide ! Oh, that the word were given ! Come, Lord of hosts ! the waves divide, And land us ai. in heaven. 595 C. M. 1 How sweet, how heavenly, is the sight When those that love the Lord In one another's peace delight, And so fulfill his word ! 2 AVIien each can feel his brother's sigh. And with him bear a part. When sorrow flows from eye to eye, And joy from heart to heart. 3 When love, in one delightful stream. Through every bosom flows, vVhen union sweet and dear esteem In every action glows. 4 Ijove is the golden chain that binds The happy souls above, And he's an heir of heaven that finds His bosom glow with love. 596 1 Happy the souls to Jesus joined, And saved by grace alone ; Walking in all thy ways, we find Our heaven on earth besun. C. M. 2 The church triumphant in thy love, — Their mighty joys we know ; They sing the Lamb in hymns above. And we in hymns below. 3 Thee in thy glorious realm they praiso, And bow before thy throne ; We in the kingdom of thy grace ; The kingdoms are but one. 4 The holy to the holiest leads ; From thence our spirits rise; And he that in thy statutes treads Shall meet thee in the skies. 597 S. M. 1 Blest be the tie that hinds 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 3 We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear. And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear. 4 When we asunder part, It gives us inward pain ; But we shall still be joinetl in heart, And hope to meet again, 5 Tills 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. 166 THE CHURCH. 598 S. M. 1 ELESTarethesons of peace Whose heart and hopes are one, Wliose kind designs to serve and please Through all their actions run. 2 Blest is the pious house Where zeal and friendship meet; Their songs of praise, their mingled vows, Make their communion sweet. 3 Tims when on Aaron's head They poured the rich perfume. The oil through all his raiment spread. And pleasure hiled the room. 4 Thus on the heavenly hills The saints are blest above. Where joy, like morning dew, distils, And all the air is love. 599 C. M. 1 Father of mercies! send thy grace, All powerful, from above, To form in our obedient souls The image of thy love. 2 Oh, may our sympathizing breasts That generous pleasure know, Kindly to share in others' joy, And weep for others' woe. 3 When the most helpless sons of grief In low distress are laid, Soft be our hearts their pains to feci. And swift our hands to aid. 4 So Jesus looked on dying men When throned above the skies, And midst the embraces of his God He felt compassion rise. 5 On wings of love the Saviour flew To raise us from the ground, And made the richest of his blood A balm for every wound. 600 C. M 1 Jesus, our Lord ! how rich thy grace ! Thy bounties how complete ! How shall we count the matchless sum ? How pay the mighty debt ? 2 High on a throne of radiant light Dost thou exalted shine ; What can our poverty bestow, When all the worlds are thine ? 3 But thou hast brethren here below. The partners of thy grace. And wilt confess their humble names Before thy Father's face. 4 In them thou niayst be clothed and fed And visited and cheered. And in their accents of distress Our Saviour's voice is heard. 601 CM. 1 Oh, still in accents sweet and strong Sounds forth the ancient word : *' More reapers for white harvest fields, More laborers for the ord." 2 We hear the call ; in dreams no more In selfish ease we lie, But girded for our Father's work. Go forth beneath his sky. 3 Where prophets' word and martyrs' blood And prayers of saints were soAvn, We, to their labors entering in, Would reap where thoy have strown. 602 L. M. 1 Jesus! and shall it ever be, A mortal man ashamed of thee? Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise, Whose glories shine through endless days? 2 Ashamed of Jesus ! sooner far Let evening blush to own a star; He sheds the beams of light divine O'er this benighted soul of mine. THE CHUECH. 167 3 Ashamed of Jesus ! just as soon Let midnight be ashamed of noon; 'Tis midnight with my soul till he, Bright Morning Star ! bid darkness flee. 4 Ashamed of Jesus ! that dear Friend On whom my hopes of heaven depend ; No; when I blush, be this my shame, That I no more revere his name. 5 Ashamed of Jesus ! yes, I may, When I 've no guilt to wash away, No tear to wipe, no good to crave, No fears to quell, no soul to save. 6 Till then — nor is ray boasting vain — Till then I boast a Saviour slain ; And oh, may this my glory be, That Christ is not ashamed of me. 603 L. M. 1 Go, labor on ; spend and be spent. Thy joy to do the Father's will ; It is the way the INIaster went ; Should not the servant tread it still ? 2 Go, labor on ; 'tis not for naught; Thine earthly loss is heavenly gain ; Men heed thee, love thee, praise thee not ; The Master praises — what are men ? 3 Go, labor on ; enough, while here. If he shall praise thee, if he deign Thy willing heart to mark and cheer ; No toil for him shall be in vain. 4 Toil on, and in thy toil rejoice ; For toil comes rest, for exile home ; Soon shalt thou hear the Bridegroom's voice, The midnight peal : " Behold, I come !" 604 S. M. 1 Lord ! thy work revive In Zion's gloomy hour. And let our dying graces live By thy restoring power. 2 Oh, let thy chosen few Awake to earnest prayer , Their covenant again renew, And walk in filial fear. 3 Thy Spirit then will speak Through lips of humble clay, Till hearts of adamant sha'll break, Till rebels shall obey. 4 Now lend thy gracious ear. Now listen to our cry ; Oh, come and bring salvation near; Our souls on thee relv. 605 S. M. 1 Teach me, my God and King, Thy will in all to see ; And what I do in anything To do it as for thee ; 2 To scorn the senses' sway, While still to thee I tend ; In all I do be thou the way. In all, be thou the end. 3 All may of thee partake ; Nothing so small can be But draws, when acted for thy sake, Greatness and worth from thee. 4 If done beneath thy laws, E'en servile labors shine ; Hallowed is toil if this the cause; The meanest work, divine. 606 S.M. 1 Laborers of Christ, arise. And gird you for the toil ; The dew of promise from the skies Already cheers the soil. 2 Go where the sick recline. Where mourning hearts deplore, And where the sons of sorrow pine Dispense your hallowed store. 168 THE CHURCH. 3 Be faith, wliioh looks above, With prayer, your constant guest ; And wrap the Saviour's changeless love A mantle round your breast. 4 So shall you share the wealth That earth may ne'er despoil. And tlie blest gospel's saving health Repay your arduous toil. 607 7s & 5s 1 Christian, seek not yet repose, Cast thy dreams of ease away ; Thou art in the midst of foes, Therefore watch and pray. 2 Gird thy heavenly armor on. Wear it ever, night and day ; Near thee lurks the evil one, Therefore watch and pray. 3 Listen to thy sorrowing Lord, Him thou lovest to obey ; It is he who speaks the word, Therefore watch and pray. 4 'Twas by watching and by prayer Holy men of olden day Won the palms and crowns they wear. Therefore watch and pray. 5 Watch, for thou thy guard must keep ; Pray, for God must speed thy way ; Narrow is the road and steep. Therefore watch and pray. 608 8s & 7^ 1 He that goeth forth with weeping, Bearing precious seed in love, Never tiring, never sleeping, Findeth mercy from above. 2 Soft descend the dews of heaven, Bright the rays celestial shine ; Precious fruits will thus be given Through an influence all divine. 3 Sow thy seed, be never weary, Let no fears thy soul annoy ; Be tlie prospect ne'er so dreary, Thou shalt reap the fruits of joy. 4 Lo ! the scene of verdure brightening, See the rising grain appear ; Look again ; the fields are whitening, For the harvest-time is near. I 609 L. M. 1 Yic Christian heralds, go, proclaim Salvation in Emmanuel's name; To distant climes the tidings bear, And plant the rose of Sharon there. 2 He'll shield you with a wall of tire. With flaming zeal your breast inspire, Bid raging winds their fury cease. And calm the savage breast to peace. 3 And when our labors all arc o'er. Then we shall meet to part no more — Meet, with the blood-bought throng to fall And crown our Jesus Lord of all. 610 L. M. 1 Israel! to thy tents repair; Why thus secure on hostile ground? Thy King commands thee to beware, For many foes thy camp surround. 2 The trumpet gives a martial strain ; O Israel ! gird thee for the fight ; Arise, the combat to maintain, And pui thine enemies to flight. S Thou shouldst not sleep as others do ; Awake, be vigilant, be brave ; The coward, and the sluggard too, INIust wear the fetters of the slave. 4 A nobler lot is cast for thee, A kingdom waits thee in the skies; With such a hope, shall Israel flee, Or yield, through weariness, the prizeT THE CHURCH. 169 5 No; let a careless world repose And slumber on through life's short day, While Israel to the conflict goes, And bears the glorious i>iize away. 611 L. M. 1 Disowned of heaven, by man oppressed, Outcasts from Zion's hallowed ground, Oh, why should Israel's sons, once blessed. Still roam the scorning world around ? 2 Lord ! visit thy forsaken race, Back to thy fold the wanderers bring ; Teach them to seek thy slighted grace. And hail in Christ their promised King. 3 The veil of darkness rend in twain Which hides their Shiloh's glorious light. The severed olive branch again Firm to its parent stock unite. 4 Hail, glorious day, expected long. When Jew and Greek one prayer shall pour, With eager feet one temple throng, ^Vith grateful praise one God adore. 612 L. M. 1 Traroipn-VNT Zion ! lift thy head From dust and darkness and the dead ; Though humbled long, awake at length. And gird thee with thy Saviour's strength. 2 Put all thy beauteous garments on. And let thine excellence be known ; Decked in the robes of righteousness, The world thy glories shall confess. 3 Xo more shall foes unclean invade. And fill thy hallowed walls with dread ; No more shall hell's insulting host Their victorj' and thy sorrows boast. i Go'i from on high has heard thy prayer ; His liaud thy ruins shall repair ; Nor will thy watcliful Monarch To guard thee in eternal peace. 613 L. M. 1 Ascend thy throne, almighty King! And spread thy glories all abroad ; Let thine c wn arm salvation bring, And be thou known the gracious God. 2 Let millions bow before thy seat, Let humble mourners see thy face ; Bring daring rebels to thy feet, Subdued by thy victorious grace. 3 Oh, let the kingdoms of the world Become the kingdoms of the Lord ; Let saints and angels praise thy name, Be thou thro' heaven and earth adored. 614 L. M. 1 " Go, preach my gospel !" saitli the Lord ; " Bid the whole earth my grace receive • He shall be saved that trusts my word ; He shall be lost that won't believe. 2 " I'll make your great commission known, And ye shall prove my gospel true, By all the works that I have done. By all the wonders ye shall do. 3 " Teach all the nations my commands ; I'm with you till the world shall end; All power is trusted to my hands, I can destroy, and I defend." 4 He spake, and light shone round his head ; On a bright cloud to heaven he rode; Tliey to the farthest nation spread Tlie grace of their ascended God. 615 L. M 1 Soon may the last glad song arise Through all the millions of the skies, That song of triumph which records That all the earth is now the Lord's. 2 Lt't tlironcs and powers and kingdoms Obtdient, mighty God! to thee; And over land and stream and main Wa\ e thou the sceptre of thy reigu 170 THE CHURCH. 3 Oh, that the anthem now might swell, And liost to host the triurai)h tell, That not one rebel heart remains, But over all the Saviour reigns ! 616 L. M. 1 Spipax of the living God ! In all thy ijleuitudc of grace, Where'er the foot of man hath trod, Descend on our apostate race. 2 Give tongues of fire and hearts of love To preach the reconciling word; Give power and unction from above Where'er the joyful sound is heard. 3 Be darkness, at thy coming, light, Confusion, order in thy path;. Souls without strength inspire with might. Bid mercy triumph over wrath. 4 Spirit of the Lord ! prepare A sinful world their God to meet ; Breathe thou abroad like morning air, Till hearts of stone begin to beat. 6 Baptize the nations ; far and nigh The triumphs of the cross record; The name of Jesus glorify, Till every kindred call him Lord. 617 L. M. 1 Jesus ! thy church with longing eyes For thine expected coming waits ; When will the promised light arise, And glory beam from Ziou's gates ? 2 E 'en now, when tempests round us fall And wintry clouds o'ercast the sky, Thy Avords Avith pleasure we recall, And deem that our redemption 's nigh. 3 Oh, come and reign o'er every land ; Let Satan from his throne be hurled, All nations bow to thy command. And grace revive a dying world. 4 Teac! us in watchfulness and prayer To wait for the appointed hour, And fit us by thy grace to share The triumphs of thy conquering power. 618 L. M. 1 Thy people, Lord ! who trust thy word, And wait the smilings of thy face, Assemble round tliy mercy-seat, And plead the promise of thy grace. 2 Hast thou not sworn to give thy Son To be a light to Gentile lands. To open the benighted eyes, And loose the wretched pris'ners' bands? 3 Hast thou not said from sea to sea His vast dominion shall extend ? That every tongue shall call him Lord, And every knee before him bend ? 4 Now let the happy time appear — The time to favor Zion come ; Send forth thy heralds far and near, And call thy banished children home. 619 L. M. 1 Great God ! whose universal sway The known and unknown worlds obey, Now give the kingdom to thy Son, Extend his power, exalt his throne. 2 Thy sceptre well becomes his hands, All heaven submits to his commands ; His justice shall avenge the poor. And pride and rage prevail no more. 3 With power he vindicates the just, And treads th' oppressor in the dust; His worship and his fear shall last Till hours and years and time be past. 4 As rain on meadows newly mown, So shall he send his influence down ; His grace on fainting souls distills Like heavenly dew on thirsty hills. THE CHUHCH. 171 5 The heathen lands that lie beneath The shades of overspreading death Revive at his first dawning light, And deserts blossom at the sight. 6 The saints shall flourish in his days, Dressed in the robes of joy and praise ; Peace like a river from his throne Shall flow to nations yet unknown. 620 L. M. 1 SovEREiGX of worlds ! display thy power, Be this thy Sion's favored hour; Oh, bid tlie morning star arise, Oh, point the heathen to the skies. 2 Set up thy throne where Satan reigns, On western wilds and eastern plains ; Far let the gospel's sound be known, Make thou the universe thine own. 3 Speak, and the world shall hear thy voice, Speak, and the desert shall rejoice ; Dispel the gloom of heathen night. Bid every nation hail the light. 621 L. M. 1 Arm of the Lord 1 awake, awake. Put on thy strength, the nations shake, And let the world, adoring, see Triumphs of mercy wrought by thee. 2 Say to the heathen from thy throne, " I am Jehovah — God alone ;" Tliy voice their idols shall confound. And cast their altars to the ground. 3 No more let human blood be spilt, Vain sacrifice for human guilt. But to each conscience be ajjplied The blood that flowed from Jesus' side. 4 Almighty God ! thy grace proclaim, In every land declare thy name. Till adverse powers before thee fall. And cr>)wn the Saviour Lord of all. 622 C. M. 1 Great God ! the nations of the earth Are by creation thine. And in thy works, by all beheld, Thy radiant glories shine. 2 But, Lord ! thy greater love has sent Thy gospel to mankind, Unveiling what rich stores of grace Are treasured iu thy mind. 3 Lord! when shall these glad tidings spread The spacious earth around, Till every tribe and every soul Shall hear the joyful sound . 4 Smile, Lord ! on each sincere ittempt To spread the gospel's rays. And build on sin's demolished throne The temple of thy praise. 623 C. M. 1 Behold, the mountain of the Lord In latter days shall rise, On mountain tops, above the hills. And draw the wond'ring eyes. 2 To this the joyful nations round, All tribes and tongues, shall flow; " Up to the hill of God," they say, "And to his house, we'll go." 3 The beams that shine from Zion's hill Shall lighten every land; The King who reigns in Salem's towers Shall all the world command, 4 No longer hosts encountering hosts Their millions slain deplore ; They hang the trumpet in the haU, And study war no more. 624 C. M. 1 Daughter of Zion ! from the dust Exalt thy fallen head ; Again in thy Pwedeemer trust ; He calls thee from the dead. 172 THE CHURCH. 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. 625 C. M. 1 Jksus, immortal King ! arise, Rise and assert thy sway. Till earth, sulxlued, its tribute bring, And distant lands obey. 2 Ride forth, victorious Conqueror ! ride, Till all thy foes submit, And all the powers of hell resign Their trophies at thy feet. 3 Send forth thy word, and let it fly This spacious earth around. Till every soul beneath the sun Shall hear the joyful sound. 4 From sea to sea, from shore to shore. May Jesus be adored. And earth, with all her millions, shout Ilosannas to the Lord. 626 C. M. 1 Shine, mighty God! on Zioii shine AVith beams of heavenly grace; Reveal thy power through all our coasts, And show thy smiling face. 2 When shall thy name from shore to shore Sound all the earth abroad, And distant nations know and love Their Saviour and their God ? 3 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands ! Sing loud with solemn voice ; Let every tongue exalt his praise, And every heart rejoice. 4 He, the great Lord, the sovereign Judge, Tliat sits enthroned above. In wisdom rules the worlds he made. And bids them taste his love. 627 c. M. 1 Light of the lonely pilgrim's heart! Star of the coming day ! Arise and with thy morning beams Chase all our griefs away. 2 Come, blessed Lord ! let every shore And answering island sing The praises of thy royal name, And own thee as their King. 3 Bid the whole earth, responsive now To the bright world above. Break forth in sweetest strains of joy In memory of thy love. 4 Jesus ! thy fair creation groans, The air, the earth, the sea, In unison with all our hearts. And calls aloud for thee. 5 Thine was the cross, with all its fruits Of grace and peace divine ; Bo thine the crown of glory now. The palm of victory thine. 628 S. M. 1 O Lord our God ! arise, Tlie cause of truth maintain. And wide o'er all the peopled world Extend her blessed reign. THE CHURCH. 175 2 Thou Prince of life ! arise, Nor let thy glory cease ; Far spread the conquests of thy grace, Aud bless the earth with peace. 3 Thou Holy Ghost I arise, Expand thy quickening -wing, And o'er a dark aud ruined world Let light and order spring. 4 All on the earth arise, To God the Saviour sing ; From shore to shore, from earth to heaven, Let echoing anthems ring. 629 S. M. 1 The Lord to my Lord said, At my right hand sit thou, Until I make thy enemies Beneath thy feet to bow. 2 Thy rod of strength the Lord Shall out of ZioQ send, And over all thy enemies Do thou thy power extend. 3 And in the day when thou Dost thy great power take. Thy people shall themselves to thee A freewill off' 'ring make. 4 In beauteous, holy robes Arrayed they come to thee ; As dew-drops from the morning womb. Thy youth shall ever be. 5 The Lord an oath hath sworn, An oath he will not break : For ever like Melchisedec's Thy priesthood I will make. 630 S. M. 1 Ye messengers of Christ! His sovereign voice obey ; Arise, and follow where he leads, And peace attend your way. 2 The Master whom you serve Will needful strength bestow ; Depending on his promised aid, With sacred courage go — 3 Go, spread the Saviour's fame ; And tell his matchless grace To the most guilty and depraved Of Adam's numerous race. 4 Mountains shall sink to plains, And hell in vain oppose ; The cause is God's, aud must prevail, In spite of all his foes. 631 C. M. 1 To our almighty Maker, God, New honors be addressed ; His great salvation shines abroad, And makes the nations blessed. 2 He spake the word to Abraham first ; His truth fulfills the grace ; The Gentiles make his name their trust, And learn his righteousness. 3 Let the whole earth his love proclaim With all her different tongues. And spread the honors of his name. In melody and songs. S. M, 632 1 O God of sovereign grace ! We bow before thy throne. And plead for all the human race The merits of thy Son. 2 Spread through the earth, Lord ! The knowledge of thy ways. And let all lands with joy record The great Redeemer's praise. 633 S. ]\L 1 Thy name, almighty Lord ! Shall sound through distant lands; Great is thy grace, and sure thy woid ; Thy truth for ever stands. 174 THE CHURCH. 2 Far be thine honor spread, And long thy praise endure, Till morning light and evening shade Shall be exchanged no more. 634 7s. D. 1 Watchman, tell us of the night. What its signs of promise are. Traveler, o'er yon mountain's height See that glory-beaming star. Watchman, does its beauteous ray Aught of hope or joy foretell? Traveler, yes ; it brings the day — Promised day of Israel. 2 Watchman, tell us of the night ; Higher yet tliat star ascends. Traveler, blessedness and light. Peace and truth, its course portends. Watchman, will its beams alone Gild the spot that gave them birth ? Traveler, ages are its own ; See ! it bursts o'er all the earth. 8 Watchman, tell us of the night. For the morning seems to dawn. Traveler, darkness takes its iiight, Doubt and terror are withdrawn. Watchman, let thy wanderings cease. Hie thee to thy quiet home. Traveler, lo ! the Prince of peace, Lo ! the Son of God, is come ! 635 7s. 6 lines. 1 God of mercy, God of grace ! Show the brightness of thy face ; Shine upon us, Saviour! shine; Fill thy church with light divine, And thy saving health extend Unto earth's remotest end. 2 Let the people praise thee. Lord I Be by all tbat live adored ; Let the nations shout and sing Glory to their Saviour King; At thy feet their tribute pay, And thy holy Avill obey. 3 Let the people praise thee. Lord ! Earth shall then her fruits atford ; God to man his blessing give; Man to God devoted live ; All below and all above One in joy, in light, in love. 636 7s. D 1 Hasten, Lord! the glorious time When, beneath Messiah's sway, Every nation, every clime. Shall the gospel's call obey. 2 Mightiest kings his power shall own, Heathen tribes his name adore ; Satan and his host, o'erthrown, Bound in chains, shall hurt no more. 3 Then shall wars and tumults cease, Then be banished grief and pain: Righteousness and joy and peace Undisturbed shall ever reign. 4 Bless we, then, our gracious Lord; Ever praise his glorious name: All his mighty acts record ; All his wondrous love proclaim. 637 r2s.4Hnes, 1 The voice of free grace cries, "Escape to tlie mountain ; For Adam's lost race Christ hath opened a fountain ; For sin and unclean ness and every transgi'es- sion. His blood flows most freely in streams of sal. vation." Hallelujah to the Lamb who hath purchased our pardon ! We'll praise him again when we pass over Jordan. THE CHURCH. 175 2 Ye souls that are wounded, repair to the Saviour; He calls you in mercy, 't is infinite favor , i'our sins are increased as high as a mountain ; His blood can remove them ; it flows from the fountain. Hallelujah to the Lamb who hath purchased our pardon ! We'll praise him again when we pass over Jordan. 3 Now Jesus our King reigns triumphantly glorious ; O'er sin, death and hell he is more than vic- torious ; With shouting proclaim it, oh, trust in his passion ; He saves us most freely, oh glorious salvation ! Hallelujah, etc. 4 Our Jesus his name now proclaims all victori- ous. He reigns over all and his kingdom is glorious ; To Jesus we'll join with the great congregation In triumph ascribing to him our salvation. Hallelujah, etc. 5 With ioy shall we stand when escaped to the shore ! With harps in our hands we will praise him the more ; We '11 range the sweet plains on the banks of the river. And sing of salvation for ever and ever. Hallelujah to the Lamb who hath purchased our pardon ! We'll praise him again when we pass over Jordan. 638 7s & OS. 1 God of grace ! oh let thy light Bless our dim and blinded sight ; Like the day-spring on the night Bid thy grace to shine. 2 To the nations led astray Thine eternal love display ; Let thy truth direct their way Till the world be thine. 3 Praise to thee, the faithful Lord ; Let all tongues in glad accord Learn the good thanksgiving word, Ever praising thee. 4 Let them, moved to gladness, sing, Owning thee their Judge and King ; Eighteous truth shall bloom and spring Where thy rule shall be. 5 Praise to thee, all-faithful Lord ! Let all tongues in glad accord Speak the good thanksgiving word, Heart-rejoicing praise. 6 So the fruitful earth's increase, Bounty of the God of peace, Never in its course shall cease Through the length of days. 7 V\''hile his grace our life shall cheer, Farthest lands shall own his fear, Brought to him in worship near, Taught his mei'cy's ways. 639 p. M. Chorus. — Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing*, Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King. 1 Ziox, the marvelous story be telling. The son of the Highest, how lowly his birth; The brightest archangel in glory excelling. He stoops to redeem thee, he reigns upon earth. Chorus. — Shout the glad tidings, etc. Cliorus. — Shout the glad tidings, etc. 2 Tell how he cometh; from nation to nation. The heart- cheering news let the earth echj round ; How free to the faithful he offers salvation! How his people with joy everlasting are crowned ! C/torui.— Shout the glad tidings etc. 176 THE CHURCH. Chorus.— Shout the glad tidings, etc. 3 Mortals, your homage be gratefully bringing. And sweet let the gladsome hosanna arise; Ye angels, the full hallelujah be singing ; One chorus resound through the earth and the skies. Chorus. — Shout the glad tidings, etc. 640 H. M. 1 Blow ye the trumpet, blow ; The gladly solemn sound Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound ; The year of Jubilee is come : Eeturn, ye ransomed sinners, home. 2 Extol the Lamb of God, The all-atoning Lamb ; Kedemptiou in his blood Throughout the world proclaim. The year, etc. 3 Ye who have sold for naught Your heritage above. Come, take it back unbought, The gift of Jesus' love. The year, etc, 4 The gospel trumpet hear. The news of heavenly grace, And saved from earth appear Before your Saviour's face. The year of Jubilee is come: Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 641 lis & 10.S. 1 DAtJGHTER of Zion ! awake from thy sadness ; Awake, for thy foes shall oppress thee no more ; Bright o'er luy hills dawns the daystar of gladness; Arise, for the night of thy sorrow is o'er. 2 Strong were thy foes, but the arm that sub- dued them And scattered their legions was mightier lar: They fled like the chaff from the scourge tha^ pursued them ; Vain were their steeds and their chariots of war. 3 Daughter of Zion ! the power that hath saved thee Extolled with the harp and the timbrel should be ; Shout, for the foe is destroyed that, enslaved thee; The oppressor is vanquished, and Zion is fro.-. 642 11S&10.S. 1 Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morn- ing; Joy to the lands that in darkness have lain ; Hushed be the accents of sorrow and mourn- ing; Zion in triumph begins her mild reign. 2 Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning, Long by the prophets of Israel foretold; Hail to the millions from bondage returning; Gentiles and Jews the blest vision behold. 3 Lo ! in the desert rich flowers are springing. Streams ever copious are gliding along; Loud from the mountain-top echoes are ring- ing, Wastes rise in verdure and mingle in song. ■4 See ! from all lands, from the isles of the ocean, Praise to Jehovah ascending on high ; Fallen are the engines of war and commotion, Shouts of salvation are rending the sky. 5 Hail to the brightness of Zion i glad morning ; Joy to the lands that in darkness have lain ; Hushed be the accents of son )w and mourn- ing; Zion in triumph begins her mild reign. 643 7s & 6s. D. 1 The morning light is breaking ; The darkness ditiappears ; The sons of earth are waking To penitential tears ; THE CHURCH. 177 Each breeze that sweeps the ocean Brings tidings from afar Of nations in commotion, Prepared for Zion's war. 2 Rich dews of grace come o'er us In many a gentle shower, And brighter scenes before us Are opening every hour ; Each ciy to heaven going Abundant answers brings, And heavenly gales are blowing, With peace upon their wings. 3 See heathen nations bending Before the God we love, And thousand hearts ascending In gratitude above ; While sinners, now confessing. The gospel call obey. And seek the Saviour's blessing, A nation in a day. 4 Blest river of salvation ! Pursue thine onward way ; Flow thou to every nation. Nor in thy richness stay — Stay not till all the lowly Triumphant reach their home; Stay not till all the holy Proclaim " The Lord is come." 644 7s & 68. D. 1 Now be the gospel banner In every land unfurled ; And be the shout, "Hosanna!" Re-echoed througli the world. Till every isle and nation. Till every tribe and tongue, Receive the great salvation. And join the happy throng. 2 What though the embattled legions Oi earth and hell combine? His power throughout their regions Shall soon resplendent shine ; 12 Ride on, Lord ! victorious, Immanuel, Prince of peace! Thy triumph shall be glorious, Thine empire still increase. 3 Yes, thou shalt reign for ever, O Jesus, King of kings ! Thy light, thy love, thy favor. Each ransomed captive sings ; The isles for thee are waiting, The deserts learn thy praise, The hills and valleys, greeting. The song responsive raise. 645 7s & 6s. D 1 From Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand. From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, Tbe^' call us to deliver Their land from error's chain. 2 W^hat though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle. Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile? In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strow • The heathen, in his blindness. Bows down to M'ood and stone. 3 Shall we whose souls are lighted With wisdom from on high, Shall we to men benighted The lamp of life deny ? Salvation ! oh, salvation ! The joyful sound proclaim, Till earth's remotest nation Has learned Messiah's name. 4 Waft, waft, ye winds ! his story, And you, ye waters ! roll, Till, like a sea of glory. It spreads from pole to pole ; 178 THE CHUKCH. Till o'er our ransomed nature The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign. 646 7s & 6s. D. 1 Hail to the Lord's Anointed, Great David's greater Son ; Hail, in the time appointed. His reign on earth begun ; He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free, To take away transgression, And rule in equity. 2 He comes with succor speedy To those who suffer wrong ; To help the poor and needy, And bid the weak be strong ; To give them songs for sighing, Their darkness turn to light, Whose souls, condemned and dying, Were precious in his sight. 3 He shall come down like showers Upon the fruitful earth, And love, joy, hope, like flowers. Spring in his path to birth ; Before him on the mountains Shall peace, the herald, go. And righteousness in fountains From hill to valley flow. 4 For him shall prayer unceasing And daily vows ascend. His kingdom still increasing — A kingdom without end; The tide of time shall never His covenant remove ; His name shall stand for ever ; That name to us is Love. 647 C. P. M. 1 When, Lord ! to this our western land, Led by thy providential hand, Our wandering fathers came, Their ancient homes, their friends in youth Sent forth the heralds of thy truth To keep them in thy name. 2 Tlien tlirough our solitary coast The desert featui'es soon were lost; Thy temples then arose ; Our shores, as culture made them fair, Were hallowed by thy rites, by prayer. And blossomed as the rose. 3 And oh, may we repay this debt To regions solitary yet Within our spreading land ; There brethren from our common home Still westward, like our fathers, roam. Still guided by thy hand. 4 Saviour ! we own this debt of love ; Oh, shed thy Spirit from above. To move each Christian breast : Till heralds shall thy truth proclaim, And temples rise to fix thy name, Through all our desert west. 648 8s, 7s & 48. 1 On the mountain's top appearing, Lo ! the sacred herald stands, Welcome news to Zion bearing — Ziou long in hostile lands ; Mourning captive I God himself will loose tliy bands. 2 Has thy night been long and mournful. All thy friends unfaithful proved? Have thy foes Iseou proud and scornful, Ey thy sighs and tears unmoved? Cease thy mourning; Zion still is well beloved. 3 God, thy God, will nc^ restore thee, He hhnsclf appears thy friend; All thy foes shall flee before thee, Here their boasts and triumphs end ; Groat deliverance Zion's King will quickly send. THE CHURCH. 179 4 r3ace and joj shall tiotv attend thee, All thy warfare now is past, Cjod, thy Saviour, shall defend vhee, Peace and joy are come at last ; All thy conflicts End in everlasting rest. 649 8s, 7s & 4s. 1 ZiON stands with hills surrounded — Zion, kept by power divine ; All her foes shall be confounded, Though the world in arms combine; Happy Ziou, "What a favored lot is thine ! 2 Every human tie may perish; Friend to friend unfaithful prove; Mothers cease their own to cherish ; Heaven and earth at last remove; But no changes Can attend Jehovah's love. 3 lu the furnace God may prove thee. Thence to bring thee forth more bright, .But can never cease to love thee ; Thou art precious in his sight ; God is with thee — God, thine everlasting light. 650 8s, 7s & 4s 1 O'er the gloomy hills of darkness, Cheered by no celestial ray, Sun of righteousness! arising, Bring the bright, the glorious day ; Send the gospel To the earth's remotest bounds. 2 Ivingdoms wide that sit in daikness. Grant them, Lord ! the glorious light, And from eastern coast to western May the morning chase the night ; And redemption, Freely purchased, win the day, 3 Fly abroad, thou mighty Gospel! Win and conquer, never cease; May thy lasting, wide dominions Multiply and still increase; Sway thy sceptre, Saviour! all the world around. 651 8s & 7s. D. 1 Glorious things of thee are spoken, Ziou, city of our God ; He whose word cannot be broken Formed thee for his own abode ; On the Eock of Ages founded. What can shake thy sure repose? With salvation's walls surrounded, Thou mayst smile at all thy foes. 2 See, the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal love, Well supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove ; Who can faint while such a river Ever flows their thirst to assuage^ Grace which, like the Lord, the giver, Never fails from age to age ? 3 Round each habitation hovering, See the cloud and fire appear, For a glory and a covering, Showing that the Lord is near ; Thus deriving from their banner Light by night and shade by day. Safe they feed upon the manna Which he gives them when they pray. 652 s. M 1 THOU whom we adore ! To bless our earth again, Assume thine own almighty power. And o'er the nations reign. 2 The world's desire and hope. All power to thee is given; Now set the last great empire up, Eternal Lord of heaven. ! 3 A gracious Saviour, thou Will all thy creatures bless; And every knee to thee shall bow, And every tongue confess. 180 THE CHURCH. 4 According to thy word, Now be thy grace revealed; And with the knowledge of the Lord Let all the earth be filled. 653 L. M. 1 Dkar Saviour! if these lambs should stray Lroin thy secure enclosure's bound, And hired by worldly joys away Among the thoughtless crowd be found, 2 Itenii luber still that they are thine, Tliat thy dear sacred name they bear ; Think that tlie seal of love divine, The sign of covenant grace, they wear. 3 In all their erring, sinful years Oil, let them ne'er forgotten be; Remember all the prayers and tears Which made theui consecrate to thee. 4 And when these lips no more can pray, These eyes can weep for them jio more. Turn thou their feet from folly's way, The wanderers to tliy fold restore. 654 L. U. 1 Come, Holy Ghost! come from on high, Baptizer of our spirits, thou I Tlie sacramental seal apply. And witness with the water now. 2 Exert thy energy divine. And sprinkle the atoning blood; May Father, .Son and Si)irit join To seal this child a child o)' God. 655 L. M. 1 GjtKAT Saviour ! who didst condescend Young children in tliy arms to embrace. Still prove thyself the infant's friend, Ba])lize them with tiiy cleansing grace. 2 Wl'.ilst in the slijjpery paths of youth. Be thou their Guardian and their Guide, That they, directed by thy trutli. May never from thy precepts slide. 3 To love thy word their hearts incline, To understand it light impart ; Saviour ! consecrate them thine, Take full possession of their heart. 656 L. M. 1 A LiTTi.n child the Saviour came, The mighty God was still his name. And angels worshiped as he lay, The seeming infant of a day, 2 He who, a little child, began The life divine to show to man. Proclaims from iieaven the message free, Let little children come to me. 3 We bring them, Lord; and with the sign Of sprinkled water name theui thine. Their souls with saving grace endow, Baptize them with thy Spirit now. 4 Oh, give thine angels charge, good Lord! Them safely in thy way to guard ; Thy blessing on their lives command. And write their names upon thy hand. 657 C. M. 1 By cool Siloani's shady rill How fair the lily grows ! How sweet the breath beneath the hill Of Sharon's dewy rose ! 2 Lo! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod, Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God, 3 By cool Siloam's shady rill The lily must decay ; Tlie rose tliat blooms beneath the hill Must shortly fade away. 4 And soon, too soon, the wintry hour Of man's maturer age May shake the soul with sorrow's power And stormy passion's rage. THE CHURCH. 181 6 thou whose infaut feet were foimd Within thy Fatlier's shrine, Whose years, with changeless virtue crowned, Were all alike divine! — 6 Dependent on thy bounteous breath, We seek tliy grace alone In childhood, manhood and in death To keep us still thine own. 658 C. M. 1 See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand With all-engaging charms: Hark, how he calls the tender lambs And folds them in his arras! 2 " Permit them to approach," he cries, " Nor scorn their humble name. For 't was 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. 659 6s & 4s. 1 Shepherd of tender youth. Guiding in love and trutli Through devious ways, Christ, our triumphant King! We come thy name to sing, And here our children bring. To join thy praise. 2 wisdom's great High Priest ! Thou hast prepared the feast Of holy love ; And in our mortal pain None calls on thee in vain ! Help thou dost not disdain, Help from above. 3 Ever be near our side, Our Shepherd and our Guide, Our staff and song ! Jesus, thou Christ of God! By thine enduring word Lead us wliere thou hast trod ; Make our faith strong. 4 So now, and till we die, Sound we thy praises high, And joyful sing; Let all the holy throng Who to thy cliurch belong Unite and swett the song To Christ our King. 660 7s. 1 Heavenly Father ! may thy love Beam upon us from above ; Let this infant find a place In thy covenant of grace. 2 Son of God ! be with us here. Listen to our humble prayer; Let thy blood on Calvary spilt Cleanse this child from nature's guilt. 3 Holy Ghost! to thee we cry. Thou this infant sanctify ; Thine almighty power display. Seal him (her) to redemption's day. 4 Great Jehovah ! Father, Son, Holy Spirit, Three in One, Let the blessing come from thee;' Thine shall all the glory be. 661 8s & 7s. 1 Saviour! who thy flock art feeding With the shepherd's kindest care. All the feeble gently leading, W^hile the lambs thy bosom share, 2 Now, these little ones receiving. Fold them in thy gracious arm ; There, we know, thy word telieviug, Only there secure from harm. 3 Never, from thy pasture roving. Let then be the lion'n prey ; 182 THE CHUECH. Let thy tenderness, so loving, Keep them all life's diingerc is way. 4 Then, within thy fold eternal, Let them find a resting-place ; Feed in pastures ever vernal, Drink the rivers of thy grace. 662 C. M. 1 Thou who a tender Parent art.' liegard a parent's plea ; Our oflspring with an anxious heart We now comineud to thee. 2 Our children are our greatest care, A charge which thou hast given ; In all thy graces let them share, And all the juys of heaven. 3 If a centurion could succeed Who for his servant cried. Wilt thou refuse to hear us plead For those so near allied? 4 On us thou hast bestow'd thy grace. Be to our children kind ; Among thy saints give them a place, And leave not one behind. 5 Happy we then shall live below The remnant of our days. And when to brighter worlds we go Shall long resound thy praise. 663 C. M. 1 IjEHOLD, what condescending love Jesus on earth displays ! To babes and sucklings he extends The riches of his grace. 2 He still the ancient promise keeps To our forefathers given ; Young children in his anus he takes, And calls them heirs of heaven. 3 With Howing tears and tliankful hearts Wt give them up to thee ; Receive them, Lord! into thine arms; Thine may they ever be. 4 Thus to the parents and their seed Let thy salvation come. And numerous households meet at last lu one eternal home. 664 c. M. 1 HoAV large the promise, how divine. To Abraham and his seed ! " I '11 be a God to thee and thine, Supplying all their need." 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 father given ; He takes young children in his arms And calls them lieirs of heaven. 4 Our Ood ! how faithful are his ways I His love endifres tlie same ; Nor from the promise of his grace Blots out the children's name. 665 S. M. 1 God of Abra'm ! hear The parents' humble cry; In covenant mercy now appear, While in the dust we lie. 2 These children of our love In mercy thou hast given, Tliat we through grace muj faithf il prove, In training them for heaven. 3 Oh, grant thy Spirit, Lord ! Their hearts to sanctify; Eemember now thy gracious word Our hopes on thee rely. 4 Draw forth the melting tear, The penitential sigh ; THE CHURCH. 183 Inspire their hearts with taith sincere, And fix their hopes on high. 5 These children now are thine, We give them back to thee ; Oh, lead them by thy grace divine Along the heavenly way. 666 S. M. 1 Soldiers of Christ ! arise, And gird your armor on. Strong in the strength which God supplies Through his eternal Son — 2 Strong in the Lord of hosts, And in his mighty power ; "Who in the strength of Jesus trusts Is more than conqueror. S Stand, then, in his great might, AVith all his strength endued ; And tak" to arm you for the fight. The panoply of God ; 4 That, having all things done, And all your contlicls past. You may o'ercome through Christ alone, And stand complete at last. 667 C. M. 1 THOC whose glory and whose grace Celestial hosts proclaim ! Look down from heaven, thy dwelling-place ; Teach us to fear thy name. 2 Within the volume of thy word, We, from our early youth, Learn of our Saviour and our Lord, The Way, the Life, the Truth. 5 Thy word displays the concord sweet Of fear and holy love ; Mercy and truth together meet. Descending from above. 4 O Lord ! thy glory and thy grace Whilst Jiow our hearts proclaim, Come to our hearts, thy dwelling-place, And make us fear thy name. 668 7s & 83. 1 Blessed Jesus ! here we stand. Met to do as thou hast spoken, And this child at thy command Now we bring to thee in token That to thee it here is given, For of such shall be thy heaven. 2 Make it, Lord ! thy member now ; Shepherd ! take thy lamb and feed it ; Prince of peace ! its peace be thou ; Way of life ! to heaven lead it ; Vine ! this branch may nothing sever ; Be it graft in thee for ever. 3 Now upon thy heart it lies. What our hearts so dearly treasure; Heavenward lead our burdened sighs, Pour thy blessing without measure; With the name we now have given Write it in the book of heaven. 669 C. M. 1 Shepherd of Israel ! from above Thy feeble flock behold. And let us never lose thy love, Nor wander from thy fold. 2 Thou wilt not cast thy lambs away ; Thy hand is ever near To guide them, lest they go astray. And keep them safe from fear. 3 Thy tender care supports the weak, And will not let them fall ; Then teach us, Lord ! thy praise to speak And on thy name to call. 4 We want thy help, for we are frail; Thy light, for we are blind ; Let grace o'er all our doubts prevail. To prove that thou art kind. 184 THE CHURCH. 5 Teach us the things we ought to know, And may we find them true, And still in stature as we grow Increase in wisdom too. 6 Guide us through life ; and when at last We enter into rest. Thy tender arms around us cast, And fold us to thy Ijreast. 670 7s. 1 God of mercy! throned on high, Listen from thy lofty scat ; Hear, oh hear our feeble cry. Guide, oh guide our wandering feet ! 2 Young and erring travelers, we All our dangers do not know. Scarcely fear the stormy sea, Hardly feel the tempest blow. 3 Jesus! lover of the young, Cleanse us with thy blood divine: Ere the tide of sin grow strong. Save us, keep us, make us thine ! 4 Saviour! give us faith, and i)Our Hope and love on every soul — Hope till time shall be no more. Love while endless ages roll. 671 L. M. 1 Thou whom my soul admires above All earthly joy and earthly love, Tell me, dear Shepherd I let me know. Where doth thy sweetest pasture grow? 2 Where is the shadow of that rock That from the sun defends thy flock 7 Fain would I feed among thy sheep. Among them rest, among tliein sleep. 3 Why should thy bride appear like one That turns aside to paths unknown? My constant feet would never rove. Would never seek another love. 4 The footsteps of thy flock 1 see ; Thy sweetest pastures here they be ; A wondrous feast thy love prepares, Bought with thy wounds and groans and tears, 5 His dearest flesh he makes my food, And bids me drink his richest blood ; Here to these hills my soul will come Till my Beloved leads me home. 672 L. M 1 At thy command, our dearest Lord ! Here we attend thy dying feast; Thy blood, like wine, adorns thy board. And thine own flesh feeds every guest. 2 Our faith adores thy bleeding love, And trusts for life in One that died ; We liope for heavenly crowns above, From a Redeemer crucified. 3 Let the vain world pronounce it shame, And iling their scandals on thy cause; We come to boast our Saviour's name. And make our triumphs in his cross. 4 With joy we tell the scoffing age, He that was dead has left his tomb; He lives above their utmost rage. And we are waiting till he come. 673 L. M. 1 My God ! and is thy table spread. And doth thy cup with love o'erflow ? Thither be all thy children led, And let them all its sweetness know. 2 Hail, sacred feast which Jesus makes, Rich banquet of his flesh and bbod ! Thripe happy he who hero partakes That sacred stream, that heavenly food. 3 Oil, let thy table honored be, And furnished well with joyful guests; And may each soul salvation see That here its sacred pledgv's tastes. THE c;hurch. 185 4 To Father, Son and Holy Ghost, The God whom heaven and earth adore, From men and from the angel host Be praise and glory evermore. 674 L. M. 1 Great Shepherd of thy ransomed flock ! Send down on all thy gifts to-day, The water from the riven rock, The manna gleaming on our way. 2 Yea, more, from out thy piercM side, Whence flowed the water and the blood, Pour on our souls the crimson tide. And wash us in that cleansing flood. 8 Still journeying on amid the waste And fainting oft beneath the strife, Our longing spirits yearn to taste Thy heavenly food, Bread of Life ! 4 And when our broken cisterns fail, And leave us thirsting on the sod, When all the powers of sin assail, We need thy strength, O Wine of God! 5 Come to each waiting heart, O Christ! In all the fullness of thy love ; Make now this blessed Eucharist The earnest of thy joys above. 675 L. M. 1 Deep in our hearts let us record The deeper sorrows of our Lord; Behold the rising billows roll To overwhelm his holy soul. 2 Yet, gracious God ! thy power and love Have made the curse a blessing prove ; Those dreadful sufferings of thy Son Atoned for sins that we have done. 8 The pangs of our expiring Lord The honors of thy law restored ; His sorrows made thy justice known, And paid for follies not liis own. ■4 Oh, for his sake, our guilt forgive, And let the mourning sinner live; The Lord will hear us in his name, Nor shall our hope be turned to shame. 676 L. M. 1 Jesus I thou Joy of loving hearts ! Thou Fount of life ! thou Light of men ! From the best bliss that earth imparts We turn unfilled to thee again. 2 Thy truth unchanged has ever stood ; Thou savest those that on thee call ; To them that seek thee thou art good, To them that find thee, all in all. 3 We taste thee, thou living Bread ! And long to feast upon thee still ; We drink of thee, the Fountain Head, And thirst our souls from thee to fill. 4 Our restless spirits yearn for thee. Where'er our changeful lot is cast, Glad when thy gracious smile we see. Blest when our faith can hold thee fast. 5 Jesus ! ever with us stay ; Make all our moments calm and bright ; Chase the dark night of sin away ; Shed o'er the world thy holy light. 677 L. M. 1 Nature with open volume stands To spread her Maker's praise abroad, And every labor of his hands Shows something worthy of a God. 2 But in the grace that rescued man His brightest form of glory shines; Here, on the cross, 't is fairest drawn In precious blood and crimson "ines. 3 Here I behold his inmost heart, Where grace and vengeance strangely join. Piercing his Son with sharpest smart To make the purchased pleasures mine. 186 THE CHURCH. 4 Oh, the sweet wonders of that cross Where God, the Saviour, loved and died ! Her noblest life my spirit draws From his dear wounds and bleeding side. 5 I would for ever speak his name In sounds to mortal ears unknown, With angels join to praise the Lamb, And worship at his Father's throne. 678 L. M. 1 Jesus is gone above the skies, 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, 'T is to prepare our souls a place. That we may dwell in heavenly light, And live for ever near his face. 679 C. M. 1 Saviour divine! we know thy name, And in that name we trust ; Thou art the Lord our Righteousness, Thou art thine Israel's boast. 2 The sins of e'en the best spent day Might plunge us in despair ; Yet all the crimes of numerous years Shall our great Surety bear. 3 That spotless robe which he hath wrought Shall deck us all around ; In his imputed righteousness No blemish shall be found. 4 Pardon and peace and lively hope To sinners now are given, And weeping saints shall change ere long Their wilderness for heaven. 5 With joy we taste that manna now Thy mercy scatters down ; We seal our humble vows to thee, And wait the promised crown. 680 C. M. 1 Jesus ! with all thy saints above My tongue would bear her part, Would sound aloud thy saving love. And sing thy bleeding heart. 2 Blessed be the Lamb, my dearest Lord, Who bought me with his blood, And quenched his Father's flaming sword In his own vital flood. 3 All glory to the dying Lamb, And never-ceasing praise. While angels live to know his name Or saints to feel his grace. 681 C. M 1 According to thy gracious word, In meek humility. This will I do, my dying Lord ! I will remember thee. 2 Thy body, broken for ray 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 sweai, And not remember thee? 4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes, And rest on Calvary, Lamb of God, ray sacrifice! I must remember thee— THE CHURCH. 187 5 Remember thee, and all thy pains, And all thy love to me; Yea, while a breath, a pulse, remains, Will I remember thee. 6 And when these failing lips grow dumb. And mind and memory flee. When in tliy kingdom thou shalt come, Jesus ! remember me. 682 C. M. 1 How condescending and how kind 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 gift 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. 683 C. M. 1 In memory of the Saviour's love We keep the sacred feast Where every humble, contrite heart Is made a welcome guest. 2 By faith we take the bread of life With which our souls are fed. And cup in token of his blood That was for sinners shed. 3 Under his banner thus we sing The wonders of his love, And thus anticipate by faith The heavenly feast above. 684 C. M. 1 If human kindness meets return And owns the grateful tie, If tender thoughts within us burn To feel a friend is nigh, 2 Oh, shall not warmer accents tell The gratitude we owe To him who died our fears to quell. Our more than orphan's woe? 3 While yet his anguished soul surveyed Those pangs he would not flee. What love his latest words displayed! " Meet and remember me !" 4 Remember thee, thy death, thy shame Our sinful hearts to share ! mem'ry ! leave no other name But his recorded there. 685 C. M. 1 How sweet and awful is the place With Christ within the doors. While everlasting love displays The choicest of her stores ! 2 While all our hearts and all our songs Join to admire the feast. Each of us cries, with thankful tongue, " Lord ! why was I a guest ? 3 "Why was I made to hear thy voice, And enter while there 's room, When thousands make a wretched choice, And rather starve than come ?" 4 'T was the same love that spread the feast That sweetly forced us in ; Else we had still refused to taste, And perished in our sin. 188 THE CHURCH. 5 Pity the nations, 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. 686 C. M. 1 The promise of my Father's love Shall stand for ever good ; He said, and gave his soul to death, And sealed the grace with blood. 2 To this dear covenant of thy word I set my worthless name; I seal the engagement to my Lord, And make my humble claim. 3 I call that legacy my own Which Jesus did bequeath ; 'T was purchased with a dying groan And ratified in death. 4 The light and strength, the pard'ning grace, And glory, shall be mine; My life and soul, my heart and flesh And all my powers are thine. 687 C. M. 1 My God ! accept my heart this day, And make it always thine, That I from thee no more may stray. No more from thee decline. 2 Before the cross of him who died, Behold, I prostrate fall ; Let every sin be crucified, Let Christ be all in all. 3 May the dear blood once shed for me My blest atonement prove. That I from first to last may be The purchase of thy love. 4 Let every thought and work and word To thee be ever given ; Then life shall be thy service. Lord ! And death the gate of heaven. 688 8s & 73. 1 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing, Which before the cross I spend. Life and health and peace possessing From the sinner's dying Friend. 2 Here I '11 sit for ever viewing Mercy's streams in streams of blood ; Precious drops, ray soul bedewing. Plead and claim my peace with God. 3 Truly blessed is this station, Low before his cross to lie, While I see divine compassion Floating in his languid eye. 4 Here it is I find my heaven, While upon the Lamb I gaze ; Love I much ? I 'm much forgiven ; I 'm a miracle of grace. 5 Love and grief my heart dividing, With my tears his feet I bathe; Constant still in faith abiding, Life deriving from his death. 689 7s, 6s & 8s, 1 Lame of God ! whose bleeding love We now recall to mind, Send the answer from above, And let us mercy find ; Think on us who think on thee, And ev'ry burdened soul release Oh, remember Calvary, And bid us go in peace. 2 By thine agonizing pain And bloody sweat we pray, By thy dying love to man, Take all our sins away ; THE CHURCH. 189 Burst our bonds and set us free, From all iniquity release ; Oh, remember Calvary, And bid us go in peace. # Let thy blood, by faith applied, The sinner's pardon seal ; Own us freely justified, And all our sickness heal ; By thy passion on the tree. Let all our griefs and troubles cease; Oil, remember Calvary, And bid us go in peace. 690 7s & Os. D. 1 O Bread to pilgrims given ! Richer than angels eat, O Manna sent from heaven ! For heaven-born natures meet, Give us, for thee long piuing, To eat till richly filled; Till, earth's delights resigning, Our every wish is stilled. 2 Fountain life-bestowing From out the Saviour's heart, A fountain purely flowing, A fount of love thou art! Oh, let us, freely tasting, Our burning thirst assuage; Thy sweetness, never wasting, Avails from age to age. 3 Jesus ! this feast receiving, We thee unseen adore ; Thy faithful word believing. We take and doubt no more; Give us, thou true and loving! On earth to live in thee, Then, death the veil removing. Thy glorious face to see. 691 7s 1 Now may he who from the dead Brought the Shepherd of the sheep, Jesus Christ, our King and Head, All our souls in safety keep. 2 May he teach us to fulfill What is pleasing in his sight; Perfect us in all his will, And preserve us day and night. 3 To that great Redeemer's praise, Who the covenant sealed with blood, Let our hearts and voices raise Loud thanksgivings to our God. 692 1 Jesus, Master ! hear me now. While I would renew my vow, And record thy dying love; Hear, and help me from above. 2 Feed me. Saviour ! with this bread. Broken in thy body's stead ; Cheer my spirit with this wine. Streaming like that blood of thine. 3 And as now I eat and drink, Let me truly, sweetly think. Thou didst hang upon the tree. Broken, bleeding, there, for me. 693 1 Bread of heaven I on thee I feed. For thy flesh is meat indeed ; Ever may my soul be fed With this true and living bread. 2 Vine of heaven! thy blood supplies This blest cup of sacrifice ; 'Tis thy wounds my healing give, To thy cross I look and live. 3 Day by day, with strength supplied Through the life of him who died, Thou my life ! oh let me be Rooted, grafted, built, in thee. 694 7s. 1 At the Lamb's high feast we sing Praise to our victorious King, Who hath washed us in the tide Flowing from his piercSd side • 7s, 73 190 THE CHURCH, Praise we liim whose love divine Gives bis sacred blood for wine, Gives his body for the feast, Christ the Victim, Christ the Priest. 2 Where the paschal blood is poured, Death's dark angel sheathes his sword ; Israel's hosts triumphant go Through the wave that drowns the foe. Praise we Christ, whose blood was shed, Paschal Victim, paschal Bread ; With sincerity and love Eat we manna from above. 3 INIighty Victim from the sky ! Hell's fierce powers beneath thee lie; Thou hast conquered in the fight. Thou hast brought us life and light; Hymns of glory and of praise, Eisen Lord ! to thee we raise ; Holy Father ! praise to thee With the Spirit ever be. 695 ^' 9s & Ss. 1 Bread of the world in mercy broken. Wine of the soul in mercy shed, By whom the words of life were spoken, And in whose death our sins are dead! 2 Look on the heart by sorrow broken, Look on the tears by sinners shed. And be thy feast to us the token. That by thy grace our souls are fed. 698 10s. 1 Not worthy, Lord ! to gather up the crumbs With trembling hand that from thy table fall, A weary, heavy-laden sinner comes To plead thy promise and obey thy call. 2 I am not worthy to be thought thy child. Nor sit the last and lowest at thy board ; Too long a wanderer and too oft beguiled, I only ask one reconciling word. 3 One word from thee my Lord! one smile, one look. And I could face the cold, rough world again, And with that treasure in my heart could brook The wrath of devils and the scorn of men. 4 And is not mercy thy prerogative — Free mercy, boundless, fathomless, divine? Me, Lord! the chief of sinners, me forgive, And thine the greater glory, only thine. 5 I hear thy voice; thou bid'st me come and rest ; I come, I kneel, I clasp thy pierced feet; Thou bid'st me take my place, a welcome guest, Among thy saints, and of thy banquet eat. G My praise can only breathe itself in prayer, My prayer can only lose itself in thee ; Dwell thou for ever in my lieart, and there. Lord ! let me sup with, thee; sup thou with me. 697 8s, Gs & 8s. 1 Lord ! when before thy throne we meet Thy goodness to adore, From heaven, the eternal mercy-seat. On us thy blessing Jjour, And make our inmost souls to be A habitation meet for thee. 2 Thy body for our ransom given, Thy blood in mercy shed, With this immortal food from heaven. Lord ! let our souls be fed ; And as we round thine altar kneel Help us thy quickening grace to feel. 3 Be thou, Holy. Spirit! nigh; Accept the humble prayei-. The contrite soul's repentant sigh, The sinner's heartfelt tear; And let our adoration rise As fragrant incense to the skies. THE LORD S DAY. 191 698 C. M. 1 See, Jesus stands with open arms ; He calls, he bids you come ; Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms ; But see, there yet is room — 2 Room in the Saviour's bleeding heart ; There love and piiy meet ; Nor will he bid the soul depart That trembles at his feet. 3 In him the Father reconciled Invites your souls to come ; The rebel shall be called a child, And kindly welcomed home. 4 Oh, come, and with his children taste The blessings of his love. While hope attends the sweet repast Of nobler joys above. 5 There, with united heart and voice. Before the eternal throne. Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice In ecstasies unknown. 6 And yet ten thousand thousand more Are welcome still to come ; Ye longing souls, tlie grace adore, Approach, there yet is room. THE LORD'S DAY. 699 7s, 8s & 1 Light of light ! enlighten me, Now anew the day is dawning ; Sun of grace ! the shadows flee. Brighten now my Sabbath morning ; With thy joyous sunshine blest, Happy is my day of rest. 2 Fount of all our joy and peace ! To thy living waters lead me ; Thou from earth my soul release. And with grace and mercy feed me ; Bless thy word that it may prove Pdch in fruit that thou dost love. 3 Kindle thou the sacrifice That upon thy lips is lying; Clear the shadows from mine eyes, That, from every error flying. No strange fire within me glow That thine altar doth not know. 4 Let me with my heart to-day, Holy, holy, holy, singing, Eapt a while from earth away, All my soul to thee upspringing. Have a foretaste only given How they worship thee in heaven. 5 Rest in me and I in thee. Build a paradise within me ; Oh, reveal thyself to me, Blessed Love ! who diedst to win me ; Fed from thine exhaustless urn. Pure and bright my lamp shall burn. 6 Hence all care, all vanity. For the day to God is holy ; Come, thou glorious Majesty ! Deign to fill this temple lowly ; Naught to-day my soul shall move, Simply resting in thy love. 700 L. M. 1 My opening eyes with rapture see The dawn of thy returning day ; My thoughts, O God ! ascend to thee, While thus my early vows I pay. 2 Oh, bid this trifling world retire. And drive each carnal thought away ; Nor let me feel one vain desire. One sinful thought, through all the day. 3 Then to thy courts when I repair. My soul shall rise on joyful wing, The wonders of thy love declare, And join the strains which angels sing. 192 THE LORD S DAY. 701 L. M. 1 Another six days' work is done, Another Sabbath is begun ; Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, Improve the day thy God hath blessed. 2 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. 3 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. 4 In holy duties let the day. In holy pleasures, pass away ; IIow sweet the Sabbath thus to spend In hope of one that ne'er shall end ! 702 L. M. 1 Another day has passed along, And we are nearer to the tomb — Nearer to join the heavenly song Or hear the last eternal doom. 2 Sweet is the light of Sabbath eve. And soft the sunbeams lingering there ; For these blest hours the world I leave. Wafted on wings of faith and prayer. 3 The time how lovely and how still ! Peace shines and smiles on all below. The plain, the stream, the wood, the hill. All fair with evening's setting glow. 4 Season of rest ! the tranquil soul Feels the sweet calm, and melts in love And while these sacred moments roll Faith sees a smiling lieaveu above. 5 Nor will our days of toil be long, Our pilgrimage will soon be trod ; And we shall join the ceaseless song, The endless Sabbath of our God. 703 L. M. 1 IjOrd of the Sabbath ! hear our vows, On this tl>y day, in this thy house, And own as grateful sacrifice The songs which from the desert rise. 2 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord ! we love, But there 's a nobler rest above ; To that our laboring souls aspire With ardent pangs of strong desire. .3 No more fatigue, no more distress. Nor sin, nor hell, shall reach the place ; No groans to mingle with the songs Which M'arble from immortal tongues ; 4 No rude alarms of raging foes. No cares to break the long repose; No midnight shade, no clouded sun, But sacred, high, eternal noon. 5 long-expected day, begin. Dawn on these realms of woe and sin ; Fain would we leave this weary road, And sleep in death to rest with God. 704 L. M. 1 Come, dearest Lord ! and bless this day. Come, bear our thoughts from earth away ; Now let our noblest passions rise With ardor to their native skies. 2 Come, Holy Spirit ! all divine, With rays of light upon us shine. And let our waiting souls be blessed On this sweet day of sacred rest. 3 Then, when our Sabbaths here are o'er, And we arrive on Canaan's shore, With all the ransomed we shall spend A Sabbath which shall never end. 705 L. M. 1 Great God ! attend while Sion sings The joy that from thy presence springs ; To spend one day with thee on earth Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. THE lord's day. 193 2 God is our suu, he makes our day ; God is our shield, he guards our way From all the assaults of hell and sin, From foes without and foes within. 3 All needful grace will God bestow, Aud crown that grace with glory too ; He gives us all things, and withholds No real good from upright souls. 4 O God our King ! whose sovereign sway The glorious hosts of heaven obey, And devils at thy presence flee, Blest is the man that trusis in thee. 706 C. M. 1 Frequent the day of God returns To shed its quickening beams. And yet how slow devotion burns 1 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, 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 the ethereal plains, And take our fill of joy. 707 C. M. 1 Spirit of truth ! on this thy day To thee for help we cry To guide us though the dreary way Of dark mortality. 13 2 We ask not, Lord! the cloven flame Or tongues of various tone. But long thy praises to proclaim With fervor in our own. 3 We mourn not that prophetic skill Is found on earth no more ; Enough for us to trace thy will In Scripture's sacred lore. 4 When tongues shall cease and power decay, And knowledge empty prove. Do thou thy trembling servants stay With faith, with hope, with love. 708 C. M. 1 When the worn spirit wants repose And sighs her God to seek, How sweet to hail the evening's close That ends the weary week I 2 How welcome is the early dawn That opens on the sight When first the soul-reviving morn Sheds forth new rays of light ! 3 Blest day ! thine hours too soon will cease, Yet, wliile they gently roll, Breathe, heavenly Spirit, Source of peace I 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 suu, That day which fades no more ? 709 c. M. 1 This is the day the Lord hath made, He calls the hours his own ; Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad, And praise surround the throne. 2 To-day he rose and left the dead, And Satan's empire fell ; To-day the saints his triumph spread, And all his wonders tell. 194 THE LORD S DAY. 3 Hosanna to the anointed King, To David's holy Sou ; Help us, Lord ! descend and bring Salvation from thy throne. 4 Blest he the Lord -who comes to men With messages of grace. Who comes in God his Father's name To save our sinful race. 5 Hosanna in the highest strains The church on earth can raise ; The highest heavens in Avhich he reigns Shall give him nobler praise. 710 C. M. 1 Blest morning, whose young dawning rays Beheld our rising God, That saw him triumph o'er the dust, And leave his dark abode. 2 In the cold prison of a tomb The great Redeemer lay Till the revolving skies had brought The third, the appointed, day. 3 Hell and the grave unite their force To hold our God in vain : The sleeping Conqueror arose, And burst their feeble chain. 4 To thy great name, almighty Lord ! These sacred hours we pay. And loud hosannas shall proclaim The triumph of the day. 5 Salvation and immortal praise To our victorious King ; Let heaven and earth and rocks and seas With glad hosaunas ring. 711 C. M. 1 With joy we hail the sacred day Which God hath called his own ; With joy the summons we obey To worship at his throue. 2 Thy chosen temple. Lord! how fair I Where willing vot'ries throng To breathe the humble, fervent prayer And pour the choral song. 3 Spirit of grace ! oh, deign to dwell Within thy church below ; Make her in holiness excel, With pure devotion glow. 4 Let peace within her walls be found ; Let all her sons unite To spread with grateful zeal around Her clear and shining light. 712 S. M. 1 To-DAY the Saviour rose. Our Jesus left the dead ; He conquered our malignant foes, And Satan captive led. 2 He left his glorious throne, To make our peace with God ; Blessings for ever on his name, He bought us with his blood. 3 For us his life he paid. For us the law fulfilled ; On him our load of guilt was laid ; We by his stripes are healed. 4 Ye saints, adore his name Who hath such mercy shown ; Ye sinners, love the bleeding Lamb, And make his praises known. 713 S. M. 1 Welcome, sweet day of rest That saw the Lord arise; Welcome to this reviving breast And these rejoicing eyes. 2 The King himself comes near, And feasts his saints to-day ; Here we may sit, and sec him here, And love and praise and pray. THE LORDS DAY. 195 3 One day amidst the place Where my dear God hath been, Is sweeter than ten thousand days Of pleasurable sin. 4 My willing soul would stay In such a frame as this, And sit and sing herself away To everlasting bliss. 714 S. M. 1 How charming is the place Where my Eedeemer God Unveils the beauties of his face, And sheds his love abroad ! 2 Not the fair palaces To which the great resort Are once to be compared with this, Where Jesus holds his court. 3 Here, on the mercy-seat, With radiant glory crowned, Our joyful eyes behold Jiim sit And smile on all around. 4 To him their prayers and cries Each humble soul presents ; He listens to their broken sighs, And grants them all their wants. 5 To them his sovereign will He graciously imparts. And in return accejits, with smiles, The tribute of their hearts. 6 Give me, Lord! a place Within thy blest abode. Among the children of thy grace, The servants of my God. 715 S. M. 1 The day of praise is done ; The evening shadows fall ; Yet pass not from us with the sun. True Light that lightenest all ! 2 Around thy throne on high. Where night can never be. The white-robed harpers of the sky Bring ceaseless hymns to thee. 3 Too faint our anthems here; Too soon of praise we tire ; But oh, the strains how full and clear Of that eternal choir ! 4 Yet, Lord ! to thy dear will If thou attune the heart. We in thine angels' music still May bear our lower part. 5 Shine thou within us, then, A day that knows no end. Till songs of angels and of men In perfect praise shall blend. 716 lOs. 1 Again the day returns of holy rest Which, when he made the world, Jehovah blest. When, lik? his own, he bade our labors cease, And all be piety and all be peace. 2 Let us devote this consecrated day To learn his will, and all we learn obey ; So shall he hear when fervently we raise Our supplications and our songs of praise. 3 Father in heaven ! in whom our hopes confide. Whose power defends us and whose precepts guide. In life our guardian and in death our friend, Glory supreme be thine till time shall end. 717 H. M. All hail the glorious morn That saw our Saviour rise, With victory bright adorned, And triumph in his eyes ! Ye saints, extol your risen Lord, And sing his praise with sweet accord. 196 THE LORD'S DAY. 2 The Jonqiieror ascends In triumph to the skies ; Celestial hosts attend To crown his victories; Hark! they proclaim his glorious name, And heaven resounds Immanuel's fame. 3 Kow to the throne above Let every saint draw near; There dwells incarnate love; Grace sits triumphant there ; See mercy smile, e'en on that throne Where once did wrath and justice frown. 718 H. M. 1 Wklcome, delightful morn, Thou day of sacred rest, We hail thy kind return. Lord I make these moments blessed; Fiom the low train of mortal toys We soar to reach immortal joys. 2 Kow 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 knov>' 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 our souls new life obtain, Kor Sabbaths be bestowed iu vain. 719 C. M. 1 Again our earthly cares we leave, And in thy courts appear; Again with joyful feet we come To meet our Saviour here. 2 Within these walls let holy peace And love and concord dwell ; Here give the troubled conscience ease, Tlic wounded spirit heal. 3 The feeling heart, the melting eye, The humble mind, bestow, And shine upon us from on high To make our graces grow. 4 May we in faith receive thy word, In faith present our prayers, And in the presence of our Lord Unbosom all our cares. 5 Show us some token of thy love. Our fainting hope to raise, And pour thy blessing from above. That we may render praise. 720 C. M. 1 Again the Lord of life and light Awakes the kindling ray. Unseals the eyelids of the morn, And pours increasing day. 2 Oh what a night was that which wrapt A guilty worid in gloom ! Oh what a sun which broke this day Triumphant from the tomb ! 3 This day be grateful homage paid, And loud hosannas sung ; Let gladness dwell in every heart, And praise on every tongue. 4 Ten thousand differing lips shall join To hail this welcome morn. Which scatters blessings from its wings On nations yet unborn. 721 7.S & 6s. D. 1 DAY of rest and gladness, day of joy and light, O balm of care and sadness. Most beautiful, most bright ! On thee the high and lowly Before the eternal throne Sing, Holy, Holy, Holy, To God the three iu one. THE lord's day. 197 2 On tlioe at tlie creation Tlie li^dit first had its birth ; On the6 for our salvatiou Christ rose from depths of earth ; On thee our Lord victorious The Spirit sent from heaven ; And thus on tliee most glorious A trii)le light was given. 3 Thou art a cooling fountain In life's dry dreary sand ; From thee, like Pisgah's mountain, A\'a view our promised land ; A day of sweet refection, A day of holy love, A day of resurrection From earth to things above. 4 To-day on weary nations The heavenly manna falls ; To holy convocations The silver trumpet calls ; "Where gospel light is glowing With pure and radiant beams, And living water flowing With soul-refreshing streams. 5 New graces ever gaining From this our day of rest, AVe reach the rest remaining To spirits of the blest ; To Holy Ghost be praises, To Fatlier and to Son ; The church her voice ujjraises To thee, blest three in one ! 722 1 On this day, the tirst of days, God the Father's name we praise; Who, creation's Fount and Spring, Did the world from darliness bring. 2 On this day the eternal Son Over death his triumph won; On this day the Spirit came With his gifts of J = ving flame. 3 Oh, that fervent love to-day May in every heart have sway, Teaching us to praise aright God, the Source of life and light. 4 Father! who didst fashion me Image of thyself to be. Fill me with thy love divine, Let my every thought be thine. 5 Holy Jesus ! may I be Dead and buried here with thee; And, by love inflamed, arise Unto tliee a sacrifice. 6 Thou who dost all gifts impart, Shin«, sweet Spirit I in my heart ; Best of gifts, thyself, bestow; Make me burn thy love to know. 723 7.S. D. 1 Eke another Sabbath close, Ere again we seek repose. Lord I our songs ascend to thee ; At thy feet we bow the knee. 2 For the mercies of this day, For this rest upon our way, Tlutnks to thee alone be given. Lord of earth and king of heaven. 3 Cold our services have been, Mingled every prayer with sin, But thou canst and wilt forgive; By thy grace alone we live. 4 AVhilst this thorny path we tread. May thy love our footsteps lead; When our journey here is past May we rest with thee at last! 5 Let these earthly Sabbaths prove Foretastes of our joys above, While their steps tliy pilgrims bend To the rest wliich knows uo end. 198 THE COMING OF THE LORD. THE COMING OF THE LORD. 724 7s & 6s. D. 1 Kejoice, rejoice, believers, Aud let your lights appear ; The evening is advancing, And darker night is near ; The Bridegroom is arising, Aud soon he veill draw nigh ; Up! pray and watch and wrestle ; x\.t midnight comes the cry. 2 The watchers on the mountain Proclaim the Bridegroom near ; Go meet him as he cometh With hallelujalis clear ; The marriage feast is waiting, The gates wide open stand ; Up, up ! ye heirs of glory, The Bridegroom is at hand. 3 Ye saints, who here in patience Your cross and sufferings bore, Shall live and reign for ever, When sorrow is no more ; Around the throne of glory The Lamb ye shall behold. In triumph cast before him Your diadems of gold. 4 Our Hope and Expectation, Jesus ! now appear ! Arise, thou Sun so longed for! O'er this benighted sphere ; With hearts and hands uplifted. We plead, O Lord ! to see The day of earth's redemption, That brings us unto thee. 725 8s, 7s & 4s. 1 Lo ! he comes, with clouds descending, Once for favored sinners slain ; Thousand thousand saints attending Swell the triumph of his train ; Hallelujah ! Jesus comes, he comes to rcigu. 2 Every eye shall now behold him Eobed in dreadful majesty ; Those who set at naught and sold him. Pierced and nailed him to the tree, Deeply wailing. Shall the true Messiah see. 3 Every island, sea and mountain. Heaven and earth, shall flee away ; All who hate him must, confounded. Hear the trump proclaim the day; Come to judgment ! Come to judgment ! come away ! 4 Answer thine own Bride and Spirit ; Hasten, Lord ! and quickly come ; The new heaven and earth to inherit Take thy pining exiles home ; All creation Travails, groans aud bids thee come. 5 Yea, amen ! let all adore thee, High on thy eternal throne ; Saviour! take the power aud glory. Claim the kingdom for thine own ; Oh, come quickly ! Hallelujah! come, Lord! come. 726 7s. D. 1 Wake the song of jubilee. Let it echo o'er the sea ; Now is come the promised hour; Jesus reigns with glorious power. 2 All j'e nations, join and sing. Praise your Saviour, praise your King; Let it sound from sliore to shore, "Jesus reigns for evermore." 3 Hark ! the desert lands rejoice, And the islands join their voice ; Joy! the whole creation sings, "Jesus is the King of kings!" 4 Praise the name of God most high. Praise him, all below the sky, Praise him, all ye lieavonly host. Father, Sou aud Holy Ghost. THE COMING OF THE LORD. 199 727 S. M. 1 The church has waited long Her absent Lord to see, And still in loneliness she waits, A friendless stranger she. 2 Age after age has gone, Sun after sun has set, And still in weeds of >vidowhood She weeps a mourner yet. 3 Saint after saint on earth H.i\s lived and loved and died, And as they left us one by one We laid them side by side — 4 We laid them down to sleep, But not in hope forlorn ; We laid them but to ripen there Till the last glorious morn. 5 The whole creation groans. And waits to hear that voice That shall restore her comeliness, And make her wastes rejoice. G Come, Lord ! and wipe away The curse, the sin, the stain. And make this blighted world of ours Thine own fair world again, 728 S. M. 1 Come, Lord ! and tarry not ; Bring the long looked-for day ; Oh, why these years of waiting here. These ages of delay ? 2 Come, for thy saints still wait ; Daily ascends their sigh ; The Spirit and the Bride say, Come! Dost thou not hear the cry ? 3 Come, for the good are few, They lift their voice in vain ; Faith waxes fainter on the earth, And love is on the wane. 4 Come, for love waxes cold. Its steps are faint and slow ; Faith now is lost in unbelief; Hope's lamp burns dim and low. 5 Come, and make all things new, Build up this ruined earth, Restore our faded paradise, Creation's second birth. 6 Come, for creation groans. Impatient of thy stay. Worn '^nt with these long years of ill, These ages of delay. 7 Come, and begin thy reign Of everlasting peace ; Come, take the kingdom to thyself, Great King of righteousness ! 729 7s. D. 1 Hark ! the song of jubilee. Loud as mighty thunders roar, Or the fullness of the sea When it breaks upon the shore ; Hallelujah ! for the Lord God omnipotent shall reign ; Hallelujah ! let the word Echo round the earth and main. 2 Hallelujah ! hark ! the sound From the centre to the skies Wakes above, beneath, around, All creation's harmonies. See Jehovah's banner furled. Sheathed his sword, he speaks — 'tis done, And the kingdoms of this world Are the kingdoms of his Son. 3 " He shall reign from pole to pole With illimitable sway ; He shall reign when, like a scroll. Yonder heavens have passed away ; Then t\ie end: beneath his rod, Man's last enemy shall fall ; Hallelujah ! Christ in God, God in Christ, is all in all." 200 730 DEATH AND JUDGMENT. 7s. D. 1 See the ransom'd millions stand, Palms of conquest in their hand ; This before the throne their strain, " Hell is vanquished; death is slain ; Blessing, honor, glory, might. Are the Conqueror's native right ; Thrones and powers before him fall, Lamb of God and Lord of all !" 2 Hasten, Lord ! the promised hour ; Come in glory and in power • Still thy foes are unsubdued ; Nature sighs to be renewed ; Time has nearly reach'd its sum ; All things with thy bride say "Come!" Jesus ! whom all worlds adoi-e. Come, and reign for evermore ! DEATH AND JUDGMENT. 731 L. M. 1 God ! thy grace and blessing give To us who on thy name attend. That we this mortal life may live Regardful of our journey's end. 2 Teach us to know that Jesus died And rose again our souls to save ; Teach us to take him as our guide, Our help from childhood to the grave. 3 Tlien shall not death with terror come, But welcome as a bidden guest, The herald of a better home. The messenger of peace and rest. 732 L. M. 1 Why should we start and fear to die ? What timorous Avorms we mortals are! Death is the gate of endless joy. And yet we dread to enter there. 2 The pains, the groans and dying strife Fright our approaching soula away ; Still we shrink back again to life. Fond of our prison and our clay. 3 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. 4 Jesus can make a dying bed Feel soft as downy pillows are, While on his breast I lean my head, And breathe my life out sweetly there. 733 L. M. 1 The hour of my departure 's come ; I hear the voice that calls me home; At last, O Lord ! let trouble cease, And let thy servant die in peace. 2 The race appointed I have run. The combat's o'er, the prize is won; And now my witness is on high. And now my record 's in the sky. 3 Not in mine innocence I trust ; I bow before thee in the dust ; And through my Saviour's blood alone I look for mercy at thy throne. 4 I leave the world without a tear. Save for the friends I held so dear; To heal their sorrows, Lord ! descend, And to the friendless prove a Friend. 5 I come, I come, at thy command ; I give my spii'it to thy hand ; Stretch forth thine everlasting anus. And shield me in the last alarms. G The hour of my departure 's come ; I hear the voice that calls me home* Now, my God ! let trouble cease* Now let thy servant die in peace. 734 L. M. 1 So fades the lovely, blooming flower, Frail smiling solace of an hour; DEATH AND JUDGMENT. 201 So soon our transient comforts fly, And pleasure only blooms to die. 2 Is there no kind, no lenient art To heal the anguish of the heart ? Spirit of grace ! be ever nigh. Thy comforts are not made to die. 3 Then gentle patience smiles on pain, And dyiiig hope revives again ; Hope wipes the tear from sorrow's eye, J^ nd faith points upward to the sky. 735 L. M. 1 Asleep in Jesus ! blessed sleep, From which none ever wakes to weep ; A calm and undisturbed repose, Unbroken by the last of foes. 2 Asleep in Jesus ! oh how sweet To be for such a slumber meet ! With lioly confidence to sing That death has lost his venom'd sting ! Asleep in Jesus ! peaceful rest, Whose waking is supremely blest ! No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour That manifests the Saviour's power. 4 Asleep in Jesus ! oh, for me May such a blissful refuge be ; Securely shall my ashes lie. Waiting the summons from on high. 738 L. M. 1 1 lov/ blest the righteous when he dies. When sinks a weary soul to rest ! How mildly beam the closing eyes ! How gently heaves the 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. 8 A holy quiet reigns around, A calm which life uor death destroys ; And naught disturbs that peace profound Which his unfettered soul enjoys. 4 Farewell, conflicting hopes and fears. Where lights and shades alteruate dwell ; How bright the unchanging morn appears ! Farewell, inconstant world, farewell ! 5 Life's labor done, as sinks the clay. Light from its load the spirit flies ; While heaven and earth combine to say, " How blest the righteous when he dies !" 737 L. M. 1 Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb. Take this new treasure to thy trust, And give these sacred relics room To seek a slumber in the dust, 2 Nor pain nor grief nor anxious fear Invades thy bounds ; no mortal woes Can reach the peaceful sleeper here, While angels watch his soft repose. 3 So Jesus slept ; God's dying Son Passed through the grave, and blessed the bed; Eest here, blest saint, till from his throne The morning break and pierce the shade. 4 Break from his throne, illustrious morn ! Attend, earth ! his sovereign word; Eestore thy trust, a glorious form. Called to ascend to meet the Lord. 738 c. M. 1 My God ! to thee I now commend My soul, for thou, Lord, Dost live and love me without end, And wilt perform thy word. 2 To whom else should I make my ple.\ That heavenly life be mine? All souls, my God ! belong to thee; My soul is also thine. 202 DEATH AND JUDGMENT. 3 Thou gavest my spirit at my birth, Take back what thou bast given ; And with the Lord I served on earth Grant me to live in heaven. 4 My soul is sprinkled with the blood Thy Son hath shed for us, And in thy sight is pure and good, Adorned and radiant thus, 5 Thou my deliverer wast of yore. From sin thou madest me free ; Now, faithful God ! do thou once more In death deliver me. 6 Thou livcst and lovest without end, And dost perform thy word ; My parting soul I now commend To thee, my God and Lord ! 739 C. M. 1 On, for a faith that will not shrink Though pressed by every foe, That will not tremble on the brink Of any earthly woe ; 2 That will not murmur nor complain Beneath the chastening rod, But in the hour of grief or pain Will lean upon its God — 3 A faith that shines more bright and clear When tempests rage without, That when in danger knows no fear, In darkness feels no duubt — 4 A faith that keeps the narrow way Till life's last hour is fled. And with a pure and heavenly ray Lights up a dying bed. 6 Lord ! give ivs such a faith as this, And then, whate'er may come. We'll taste e'en here the hallowed bliss Of an sternal home. 740 c. M 1 Faith adds new charms to earthly dUss, And saves me from its snares, Its aid in every duty brings, And softens all my cares. 2 The wounded conscience knows its power The healing balm to give ; That balm the saddest heart can cheer, And make the dying live. 3 Wide it unveils celestial worlds. Where deathless pleasures reign, And bids me seek my portion there, Nor bids me seek in vain ; 4 Shows me the precious promise, sealed With the Redeemer's blood. And helps my feeble hope to rest Upon a faithful God. 5 There, there unshaken would I rest Till this vile body dies, And then, on faith's triumphant wings, At once to glory rise. 741 C. M. 1 Oh, for an overcoming faith, To cheer my dying hours. To triumph o'er the monster death And all his frightful powers ! 2 Joyful with all the strength I have My quivering lips should sing, " Where is thy boasted victory, grave, And where the monster's sting ?" 3 If sin be pardoned, I 'm secure, Dcat'i has no sting beside ; The U\y gives sin its damning power, But Christ, my Ransom, died. 4 Now to the God of victory Immortal thanks be paid. Who makes us conquerors while wo die Through Christ our living Head. DEATH AND JUDGMENT. 203 742 C. M. 1 Hear wli it the foice from heaven proclaims For all the pious dead : " Sweet is the savor of their names, And soft their sleeping-bed. 2 " They die in Jesus, and are blessed- How kind their slumbers are, From sufleriugs and from sins released, And freed from every snare. 3 " Far from this world of toil and strife, They're present with the Lord; The labors of their mortal life End in a large reward." V43 C. M. 1 Teach me the measure of my days, Thou Maker of my frame ! I would survey life's narrow space, And learn how frail I am, 2 A span is all that we can boast, An inch or two of time ; Man is but vanity and dust In all his flower and prime. 3 See the vain race of mortals move Like shadows o'er the plain ; They rage and strive, desire and love, But all their noise is vain. 4 What should I wish or wait for, then, From creatures, earth and dust? They make our expectations vain, And disappoint our trust, 5 Now I forbid my carnal hope, My fond desires recall ; I give my mortal interest up. And make my God my all. 744 C,M, 1 Why do we mourn departing friends Or shake at death's alarms? 'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends To call them to his arms. 2 Are we not tending upward too As fast as time can move? Nor should we wish the hours more slow To keep us from our love, 3 Why should we tremble to convey Their bodies to the tomb ? There the dear flesh of Jesus lay. And left a long perfume, 4 The graves of all the saints he blessed, And softened every bed ; Where should the dying members rest But with their dying head ? 5 Thence lie arose, ascended high, And showed our feet the way ; Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly At the great rising day, 6 Then let the last loud trumpet sound, And bid our kindred rise ; Awake, ye nations underground; Ye saints, ascend the skies, 745 c,M. 1 Through sorrow's night and danger's path, Amid the deepening gloom, We, soldiers of an injured King, Are marching to the tomb. 2 There, when the turmoil is no more, And all our powers decay. Our cold remains in solitude Shall sleep the years away, 3 Our labors done, securely laid In this our last retreat. Unheeded o'er our silent dust The storms of life shall beat. 4 Yet not thus buried or extinct The vital spark shall lie ; For o'er life's wreck tliat spark shall rise To seek its kindred sky, 5 These ashes, too, this little dust, Our Father's care shall keep, 204 DEATH AND JUDGMENT. Till the last angel rise and break The long and dreary sleep. Then love's soft dew o'er every eye Shall shed its mildest rays, And the long-silent voice awake With shouts of endless praise. 746 C. M. 1 'Tis sweet to rest in lively hope, That when my change shall come Angels will hover round my bed, And waft my spirit home. 2 There shall my disimprisoned soul Behold him, and adore ; Be with his likeness satisfied, And grieve and sin no more ; 3 Shall see him wear that very flesh On which my guilt was lain, His love intense, his merit fresh, As though but newly slain. 4 Soon too my slumbering dust sliall hear The trumpet's quickening sound ; And by my Saviour's power rebuilt. At his right hand be found. 5 These eyes shall see lihn in tliat day. The Lord that died for me. And I with all his saints shall say, Lord ! who is like to thee? 6 If such the views Avhich grace unfolds, Weak as it is below, Wliat raptures must the churcli above In Jesus' presence know ! 747 C. P. M. 1 When thou, my righteous Judge ! shalt come To take thy ransomed people home, •Shall I among them stand? Sliall such a worthless worm as T, Who sometimes am afraid to die. Be found at thy right hand? 2 I love to meet among tnem now. Before thy gracious feet to bow, Though vilest of them all ; But can I bear the piercing thought. What if my name should be left out When thou for them shalt call? 3 Prevent, prevent it by thy grace. Be thou, dear Lord ! my hiding-place In this the accepted day ; Thy pardoning voice, oh, let me hear, To still my unbelieving fear, Nor let me fall, I pray. 4 Among thy saints let me be found Whene'er the archangel's trump shall sound To see thy smiling face ; Then loudest of the throng I '11 sing, While heaven's resounding mansions ring With shouts of sovereign grace. 748 L. M. 1 Death is no more among our foes Since Christ, the mighty Conqueror, rose; Both power and sting the Saviour broke ; He died, and gave the finished stroke. 2 Soon shall the earth's remotest bound Feel the archangel's trumpet sound; Then shall the grave's dark cavern shake. And joyful all the saints shall wake. 3 Bodies and souls shall then unite. Arrayed in glory strong and bright, And all his saints will Jesus bring His face to see, his love to sing. 4 Oil, may I live with Jesus nigh, And sleep in Jesus when I die; Tlien, joyful, wlien from death I wake, I shall eternal bliss partake. 749 L. M. 1 That day of wrath, that dreadful day When heaven jwid earth shall pass away, What power siiall be the sinner's stay? How bhall he moot that dreadfid day, DEATH AND JUDGMENT. 205 2 Wben, shriveling like a parcli&d scroll, riic flaming heavens together roll, And louder yet, and yet more dread, Swells the high trump that wakes the dead? 3 Oh, on that day, that wrathful day, When man to judgment wakes from clay, Be thou, O Christ ! the sinner's stay, Thougii heaven and earth shall pass away. 750 L. M. 1 He reigns, the Lord, the Saviour, reigns. Praise him in evangelic strains ; Let the whole earth in songs rejoice, And distant islands join their voice. 2 Deep are his counsels and unknown. But grace and truth support his throne; Though gloomy clouds his ways surround. Justice is their eternal ground. 3 In robes of judgment, lo ! he comes, Shakes the wide earth and cleaves the tombs ; Before him burns devouring fire. The mountains melt, the seas retire. 4 His enemies, with sore dismay. Fly from the sight and shun the day ; Then lift your heads, ye saints on high, And sing, for your redemption's nigh. 751 L. M. 6 lines. 1 God of the living ! in whose eyes Unveiled the whole creation lies. All souls are thine ; we must not say That those are dead who pass away ; From this our world of flesh set free, We know them living unto thee. 2 Keleased from earthly toil and strife, With thee is hidden still their life ; Thine are their thoughts, their works, their All thine, and yet most truly ours ; [powers, For well we know, where'er they be, Our dead are living unto thee. 3 Not spilt like water on the ground, Not wrapped in dreamless sleep profound, Not wandering in unknown despair Beyond thy voice, thine arm, thy care, Not left to lie like fallen tree. Not dead, but living unto thee. 4 Thy word is true, thy will is just, To thee we leave them, Lord ! iu trust, And bless thee for the love which gave Thy Son to till a huuian grave. That none might fear that world to see Where all are living unto thee. 5 Breather into man of breath ! O Holder of the keys of death ! Giver of the life within ! Save us from death, the death of sin, That body, soul and spirit be For ever living unto thee. 752 lis. 1 " Soon and for ever " — such promise our trust, Though ashes to ashes and dust unto dust — " Soon and for ever " our union shall be Made perfect, our glorious Redeemer ! in thee ; When the sins and the sorrows of time shall be o'er, Its pangs and its partings remembered no more, Where life cannot fail and where death cannot sever, Christians with Christ shall be " soon and for ever." 2 " Soon and for ever " the breaking of day Shall drive all the night-clouds of sorrow away ; " Soon and for ever " we '11 see as we 're seen. And learn the deep meaning of things that have been : When fightings without us and fears from within Shall weary no more in the warfare of sin. Where fears and where tears, and where death shall be never. Christians with Christ shall be "soon ani for 206 DEATH AND JUDGMENT. 8 " Soon and for ever " the work shall be done, The warfare accomplished, the victory won ; " Soon and for ever " the soldier lays down His sword for a harp and his cross for a crown ; Then droop not in sorrow, despond not in fear, A glorious to-morrow is brightening and near ; When — blessed reward of each faithful en- deavor- Christians with Christ shall be " soon and for ever." 753 S. M. 1 And must this body die, This mortal frame decay? And must these active limbs of mine Lie mouldering in the clay ? 2 God my Redeemer lives, And 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, And every shape and every face Look heavenly and divine. 4 These lively hopes we owe To Jesus' dying love ; We would adore his grace below, And sing his power above. 754 S. M. 1 Oh for the death of those Who slumber in the Lord ; Oh be like theirs my last repose, Like theirs my last reward ! 2 Their bodies in the ground In silent hope may lie Till the last trumpet's joyful sound Shall call them to the sky. 3 Their ransomed spirits soar, . On wings of faith and love. To meet the Saviour tliey adore. And reigu with him above. 4 With us their names shall live Through long succeeding years. Embalmed with all our hearts can give, Our praises and our tears. 5 Oh for the death of those Who slumber in the Lord ; Oh be like theirs my last repose, Like theirs my last reward ! 755 S. ¥ 1 It is not death to die. To leave this weary road, And midst the brotherhood on high To be at home with God. 2 It is not death to close The eye long dimmed by tears, And wake in glorious repose To spend eternal years. 3 It is not death to bear The Avrench that sets us free From dungeon chain, to breathe the air Of boundless liberty. 4 It is not death to fling Aside this sinful dust. And rise on strong exulting wing To live among the just. 5 Jesus, thou Prince of life ! Thy chosen cannot die ; Like thee, they conquer in the strife. To reign with thee on high. 756 S. M. 1 A FEW more years shall roll, A few more seasons come. And we shall be with those that, rest Asleep within the tomb. 2 A few more struggles here, A few more partings o'er, A few more toils, a few more teai», And we shall weep no more. DEATH AND JUDGMENT. 207 8 A few more storms shall beat On this wild rocky shore, And we shall be where tempests cease, And surges swell no more. 4 A few more Sabbaths here Shall cheer us on our way, And we shall reach the endless rest, The eternal Sabbath day. 5 'T is but a little while. And ho shall come again Who died that we might live, who lives That we with him may reign. 6 Then, my Lord ! prepare My soul for that glad day ; Oh, wash me in thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 757 C. M. 1 As o'er the past my memory strays, Why heaves the secret sigh ? 'T is that I mourn departed days. Still unprepared to die. 2 The world and worldly things beloved My anxious thoughts employed, And time, unhallowed, unimproved, Presents a fearful void. 3 Yet, Holy Father! wild despair Chase from my laboring breast ; Thy grace it is which prompts the prayer ; That grace can do the rest. 4 My life's brief remnant all be thine ; And when thy sure decree Bids me this fleeting breath resign. Oh, speed my soul to thee. 758 1 " For ever with the Lord !" Amen ! so let it be ; Life from the dead is in that word, 'T is immortality. S. M. 2 Here, in the body pent. Absent from him I roam ; Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home. 3 " For ever with the Lord !" Father ! if 't is thy will. The promise of that faithful word E'en here to me fulfill. 4 So when my latest breath Shall rend the veil in twain, By death I shall escape from death, And life eternal gain. 5 Knowing as I am known, How shall I love that word ! And oft repeat before the throne, " For ever with the Lord !" 759 8s Si 78. 1 Cease, ye mourners, cease to languish O'er the grave of those you love ; Pain and death and night and anguish Enter not the world above. 2 While our silent steps are straying, Lonely, through night's deepening shade, Glory's brightest beams are playing Eound the happy Christian's head. 3 Light and peace at once deriving. From the hand of God most high; In his glorious presence living, They shall never, never die. < Endless pleasure pain excluding, Sickness there no more can come ; There no fear of woe, intruding. Sheds o'er heaven a moment's gloom. 5 Now, ye mourners, cease to languish O'er the grave of those you love ; Far removed from pain and anguish, They are chanting hymns above. 208 DEATH AND JUDGMENT. 760 7s, 8s & 7s. 1 Gentle Shepherd ! thou hast stilled Now thy little lamb's long weeping ; Ah ! how peaceful, pale and mild In its narrow bed 't is sleeping ! And no sigh of anguish sore Heaves that little bosom more. 2 In this world of care and pain, Lord! thou wouldst no longer leave it; To the sunny heavenly plain Dost thou now in joy receive it. Clothed in robes of spotless white, Now it dwells with thee in light. 3 Ah, Lord Jesus ! grant that we "Where it lives may soon be living, And the lovely pastures see That its heavenly food are giving. Then the gain of death we '11 prove, Though thou take what most we love. 761 7s. 1 When our heads are bowed with woe, When our bitter tears o'erflow. When we mourn the lost, the dear, Jesus, Son of Mary ! hear. 2 Thou our throbbing flesh hast worn, Thou our mortal griefs hast borne, Thou hast shed the human tear; Jesus, Son of Mary ! hear. 3 When the solemn death-bell tolls For our own departing souls. When our final doom is near, Jesus, Son of Mary ! hear. 4 Thou hast bowed the dying head, Thou the blood of life hast shed, Thou hast filled a mortal bier; Jesus, Son of Mary ! hear. 5 When the heart is sad within With the thought of all its sin. When the spirit shrinks with fear, Jesus, Sou of Mary ! hear. 6 Thou the shame, the grief, hast known Though the sins were not thy own ; Thou hast deigned their load to bear; Jesus, Sou of Mary ! hear. 762 c. M 1 When, rising from the bed of death, O'erwhelmed with guilt and fear, I see my Maker face to face, Oh, how shall I appear? 2 If yet, while ])ardon nu\y be found And mercy may be sought. My heart with inward horror shrinks, And trembles at the thought, 3 When thou, Lord ! shalt stand disclosed In majesty severe. And sit in judgment on my soul, Oh, how shall I appear ? 4 Then see the sorrows of my heart Ere yet it be too late ; My pardon speak, for Jesus' sake, And bid my fears abate. 5 For never shall my soul despair Her pardon to procure. Who knows thine only Son has died To make her pardon sure. 763 S. M. 1 Thou Judge of quick and dead, Before whose bar severe, With holy joy or guilty dread, We all shall soon appear! 2 Our cautioned souls prepare For that tremendous day, And fill us now with watchful care, And stir us up to pray— 3 To pray, and wait the hour, That awful hour unknown, When, robed in majesty and power, Thou shalt from heaven come down. DEATH AND JUDGMENT. 209 4 Oh, may we thus be found Obediont to his word, Attentive to the trumpet's sound, And looking for our Lord. 5 Oh, may we thus ensure Our lot among the blest, A.ud watch a moment to secure An everlasting rest. T64 8s & 7s. 1 Great God ! what do I see and hear ? The end of things created! The Judge of man I see appear, On clouds of glory seated ! The trumpet sounds, the graves restore The dead which they contained before ; Prepare, my soul ! to meet him. 2 The dead in Christ shall first arise At the last trumpet's sounding, Caught up to meet him in the skies. With joy their Lord surrounding ; No gloomy fears their souls dismay, His presence sheds eternal day On those prepared to meet him. 3 Great God ! what do I see and hear ? The end of things created ! The Judge of man I see appear, On clouds of glory seated ! Beneath his cross I view the day When heaven and earth shall pass away, And thus prepare to meet him. 765 C. M. 1 That awful day will surely come. The 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 I How could I bear to hear thy voice Pronounce the sound. Depart ! 'i Oh, wretched state of deep despair. To see my God remove, And fix my doleful statioii where I must not taste his love ! 4 Jesus ! T throw my arms around, And hang upon thy breast; Without one gracious smile from thee My spirit cannot rest. 5 Oh, tell me that my worthless name Is graven on thy hands ; Show me some promise in thy book ^V^here my salvation stands. 766 s. M. 1 And will the Judge descend? And must the dead arise? Aud not a single soul escape II Ls all-discerning eyes? 2 How will my heart endure The terrors of that day When earth aud 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 i 4 Ye sinners, seek his grace, His 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, Aud the last awful day shall pour His blessings on your head. 767 S.M. 1 Oh, where shall rest be found. Rest for the weary soul ? 'T were vain the ocean depths to sound Or pierce to either pole. 2 The world can never give The bliss for which wc sigh ; 210 HEAVEN. 'Tis not the whole of life to live, Nor all of death to die. 3 Beyond this vale of tears There is a life ahove, Unmeasured by the flight of years, And all that life is love. 4 There is a death whose pang Outlasts the fleeting breath ; Oh, what eternal horrors hang Around the second death ! 5 Lord God of truth and grace ! Teach us that death to shun, Lest we be banished from thy face. And evermore undone. 768 V HEAVEN. 8s &( 1 O Paradise! Paradise! Who doth not crave for rest? Who would not seek the happy land Where they that loved are blest, Where loyal hearts and true Stand ever in the light, All rapture through and through, In God's most holy sight ? 2 Paradise ! O Paradise ! 'T is weary waiting here ; I long to be where Jesus is, To feel, to see him near ; Where loyal hearts, etc. 3 O Paradise ! Paradise ! I want to sin no more ; I want to be as pure on earth As on thy spotless shore. Where loyal hearts, etc. 4 O Paradise ! Paradise ! I greatly long to see The special place my dearest Lord Is destiniug for me; Where loyal hearts, ",tc. 5 Paradise ! Paradise ! I feel 't will not be long ; Patience! I almost think I hear Faint fragments of thy song ! Where loyal hearts, etc. 6 Lord Jesus, King of Paradise ! Oh, keep me in thy lovo. And guide me to that happy land Of perfect rest above. Where loyal hearts, etc. 769 L. M. 1 Hark ! how the choral song of heaven Swells full of peace and joy above ! Hark I how they strike their golden harps. Aud raise the tuneful notes of love ! 2 No anxious care nor thrilling grief, No deep despair nor gloomy woe, They feel while high their lofty strains In noblest, sweetest concord flow. 8 When shall we join the heavenly host AVho sing Immanuel's praise on high, And leave behind our fears and doubts To swell the chorus of the sky ? 4 Oh, come, thou rapture-bringing morn, And usher in this joyful day ; We long to see thy rising sun Drive all these clouds of grief away. 770 L. M. 1 Oh for a sweet, inspiring ray To animate our feeble strains. From the bright realms of endless day, The blissful realms where Jesus reigns. 2 There, low before his glorious throne, Adoring saints and angels fall. And with delightful worship own His smile their bliss, their heaven, their alL 3 Innnortal glories crown his head, While tuneful hallelujahs rise. And love and joy and triumph spread Through all th' assemblies of the skies. HEAVEN. 211 4 He smiles, and seraphs tune their songs To boundless rapture while they gaze ; Ten thousand thousand joyful tongues Resound his evei'lastiug praise. 5 There all the followers of the Lamb Shall join at last the heavenly choir ; Oh, may the joy-inspiring theme Awake our faith and warm desire. 6 Dear Saviour ! let thy Spirit seal Our interest in that blissful place, Till death remove this mortal veil, And we behold thy lovely faee. 771 L.M. 1 Now let our souls on wings sublime Rise from the vanities of time, Draw back the parting veil, and see The glories of eternity. 2 Born by a new celestial birth, AVhy should we grovel here on earth ? , Why grasp at transitory toys, So near to heaven's eternal joys ? 3 Shall aught beguile us on the road "While we are traveling back to God? For strangers into life we come, And dying is but going home. 4 To dwell with God, to feel his love. Is the full heaven enjoyed above. And tlie sweet expectation now Is the young dawn of heaven bijlow. 772 L.M. 1 O HAPPY .saints, who dwell in light And walk Avith Jesus clothed in white, Safe landed on that peaceful shore Where pilgrims meet to i)art no more ! 2 Released from sin and toil and grief, Death was tlieir gate to endless life; An open cage to let them fly And build their happy ne^t on high. 3 And now ibey range the heavenly plains, And sing their hymns in melting strains ; And now their souls begin to prove The heights and depths of Jesus' love. 4 He cheers them with eternal smile ; They sing hosannas all the while ; Or, overwhelmed with raptire sweet, Sink down adoring at his fefet. 5 Ah, Lord ! with tardy steps I creep And sometimes sing and sometimes weep ; Yet strip me of this house of clay, And I will sing as loud as they. 773 L.M. 1 What sinners value I resign ; Lord ! 't is enough that thou art mine ; I shall behold thy blissful face. And stand complete in righteousness. 2 This life's a dream, an empty show, But the bright world to which I go Hath joys substantial and sincere; When shall I wake and find me there? 3 Oh, glorious hour! oh, blest abode ! I shall be with and like my God, And flesh and sin no more control The sacred i)leasures of the soul. 4 My flesh shall shiniber in the ground Till the last trumpet's joyful sound ; Then burst the chains with sweet surprise, And in my Saviour's image rise. 774 L. M. 1 As when the weary traveler gains The height of some o'erlooking hill, His heart revives, if 'cross the plains He eyes his home, though distant still, 2 So when the Christian pilgrim views, By faith, his mansions in the skies, The sight his fainting strength renews. And wings his speed to leach the prize. 212 HEAVEN. 3 'Tis there, lie says, I am to dwell With Jesus, in the realms of day; Then I shall hid my cares farewell. And he will wipe my tears away. 4 Jesus ! on thee our hope depends To lead us on to tliine ahode, Assured our home will make amends For all our toil while on the road. 775 L.M. 1 Dkscknd from heaven, immortal Dove! Stoop down, and take us on thy wings, And mount, and bear us far above The reach of these inferior things. 2 Oh for a sight, a blissful sight, Of our almighty Father's throne; There sits the Saviour crowned with light. Clothed in a body like our own, 3 Adoring saints around him stand, And thrones and powers before him fall ; The God shines gracious through the man, And sheds sweet glories on them all. 4 Oh what amazing joys they feel While to their golden harps they sing, And sit on every heavenly hill. And spread the triumph of their King ! 776 L. M. 1 " Wk'vr no abiding city here." This may distress the worldly mind, But should not cost the saint a tear, Who hopes a better rest to find. 2 " We've no abiding city here." Sad truth, were this to be owr home; But ici ihis thought our spirits cheer: " We seek a city yet to come." 3 " We 've no abiding city here." Then let us live as pilgrims do ; Let not the world our rest appear, B':t let us haste from all below. 4 "We've no abiding c'ty here." We seek a city out of sight, Zion its name, the Lord is there, It shines with everlasting light. 5 O sweet abode of peace and love Where pilgrims freed from toil are blest! Had I the pinions of the dove, I 'd tiee to thee, and be at rest, 6 But hush, my soul, nor dare repine ; The time mj' God appoints is best; Wliile here, to do his will bo mine, And his to fix my time of rest. 777 C. M. 1 Oh, could our thoughts and wishes fly Above these gloomy shades To tliose bright worlds beyond the sky Which sorrow ne'er invades, 2 There joys unseen by mortal eyes Or reason's feeble ray In ever-blooming prospect rise, Unconscious of decay. 3 Loi-d! send a beam of light divine To guide our upward aim ; With one reviving touch of thine Our languid hearts inflame. inj 4 Then shall on faith's sublimcst Our iirdent wishes rise To those bright scenes wliere jjleasurca Immortal, in thtJ skies. [spring, 778 CM. 1 INIy thoughts surmount tbesc lower skies, And look witliin tlie veil ; There springs of endless pleasure i ir.e, The waters never fail. 2 Tbere I behold with sweet delight The blessed Tliree in One, And strong aflectious fix my sight Ou God's incarnate Son. HEAVEN. 213 3 His promise stands for ever firm, His gi-ace shall ue'er depart ; He binds my name upon his arm, And seals it on his heart. 4 I would not be a stranger still To tliat celestial place, Where I for ever hope to dwell Near uiv Kedcemer's face. 779 CM. 1 Arise, my soul, fly up and run Through every heavenly street, And say there 's naught below the suu That's worthy of thy feet. 2 Tliere, or. a high, majestic throne, The almighty Father reigns, And sheds his glorious goodness down On all the blissful plains. 3 Bright, like a sun, the Saviour sits, And spreads eternal uoim ; No evenings there, nor gloomy nights. To want the feeble moon. 4 Amidst those ever-shining skies Behold the sacred Dove; While banished sin and sorrow flies From all the realms of love. 5 But oh, what beauis of heavenly grace Transport them all the while; Ten thousand smiles from Jesus' face. And love in every smile ! G Jesus ! and when shall that dear day. That joyful hour, appear, Wiieu I shall leave this house of clay To dwell among them there? 780 CM. i Lo ! what a glorious sight appears To our believing eyes ! The earth and sea are passed away, And the old rolling skies. 2 From the third heaven, where Goc resides, That holy, happy place. The new Jerusalem comes down. Adorned with shining grace. 3 Attending angels shout for joy, And the briglit armies sing : " Mortals, behold the sacred seat Of your descending King. 4 " The God of glory down to men Removes his blest abode — Men, the dear objects of his grace, And he the loving God. 5 "His own soft hand shall wipe the tears From every weeping eye. And pains and groans and griefs and fears, And death itself, shall die." G How long, dear Saviour ! oh how long Shall this bright hour delay ? Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time. And bring the welcome day. 781 c. M. 1 There is a land of pure delight Where saints imuiortal reign ; Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. 2 There everlasting spring abides. And never-withering flowers; Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heavenly laud 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, These gloomy doubts that rise, 214 HEAVEN. And see the Canaan that we love With unbedouded eyes, C Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the landscape o'er. Not Jordan's stream nor death's cold tlood Should fright us from the shore. 782 C. M. 1 Father ! I long, I faint, to see The place of thine abode ; I'd leave thine earthly courts, and tlee Up to thy seat, my God ! 2 Here I behold thy distant face, And 't is a pleasing sight ; But to abide in thine embrace Is infinite delight. 3 I 'd part with all the joys of sense To gaze ujoon 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. The adoring armies fall ; With joy they shrink to nothing there Before the eternal All. 6 The more thy glories strike mine eyes. The humbler I shall lie ; Thus, while I sink, my joys shall rise Immeasurably high. 783 C. M. 1 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand. And cast a wishful eye To Canaan's fair and happy land, Where my possessions lie. 2 Oh, the transporting, rapturous scene That rises to my sight! Sweet fields arrayed in living green, And rivers of delight. 3 O'er all those wide extended plains Shines one eternal day ; There God the Son for ever reigns. And scatters night away. 4 No chilling winds, no poisonous breath, Can reach that healthful shore ; Sickness and sorrow, pain and death. Are felt and feared no more. 5 Wiion shall I reach that happy place, And be for ever blessed? When shall I see my Father's face, And in his bosom I'cstV G Filled with delight, my raptured soul Would here no longer stay ; Though Jordan's waves should round mo Fearless I 'd launch away. [roll, C. M. 784 1 MOTHER dear, Jerusalem ! When shall I come to thee? WliL'u shall my sorrows have an end? Thy joys when shall I see? 2 happy harbor of God's saints ! O sweet and pleasant soil ! Ill thee no sorrow can be found. Nor grief, nor care, nor toil. 3 Tliy walls are made of precious stones, Thy bulwarks diamond square. Thy gates are all of orient pearl ; O Ciod ! if I were there! 4 Oh, passing hayipy were my state Might I be worthy found To wait upon my CJod and Kir g, His praises there to sound. 785 1 MY sweet home, Jerusalem ! Thy joys when shall 1 see? CM, HEAVEN. 215 The king that sitteth In his felicity. thy throne 2 Thy gardens and thy goodly walks Continually are green, Where grow such sweet and pleasant flowers As no where else are seen. 3 Right through thy streets with pleasing sound The flood of life doth flow ; And on the banks, on either side, The trees of life do grow. 4 Those trees each month yield ripened fruit; For evermore they spring, And all the nations of the earth To thee their honors bring. 5 mother dear, Jerusalem ! When shall I come to thee? When shall my sorrows have an end ? Thy joys when shall I see? 786 C. M. 1 Give me the wings of faith to rise Within the veil, and see The saints above, how great their joys. How bright their glories be. 2 Once they were mourning here below, And wet their couch with tears ; They wrestled hard, as we do now. With sins and doubts and fears. 3 I asked them whence their vict'ry came ; They, with united breath. Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, Their triumph to his death. 4 They marked the footsteps that he trod. His zeal inspired their breast. And following their incarnate God, Possess the promised rest. 5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise For his own pattern given. While the long cloud of witnesses Show the same path to heaven. 787 c. M. D. 1 Far from these narrow scenes of night Unbounded glories rise. And realms of infinite delight Unknown to mortal eyes. 2 Fair distant land ! could mortal eyes But half its joys explore, How would our spirits long to rise And dwell on earth no more! 3 There paiu and sickness never come, And grief no more complains ; Healtli triumphs in immortal bloom, And endless pleasure reigns. 4 No cloud those blissful regions know, For ever bright and fair ; For sin, the source of mortal woe, Can never enter there. 5 There no alternate night is known, Nor sun's faint sickly ray ; But glory from the sacred throne Spreads everlasting day. 6 Oh, may the heavenly prospect fire Our hearts with ardent love, Till wings of faith and strong desire Bear every thought above. 788 c. M. D. 1 There is a fold whence none can stray, And pastures ever green. Where sultry sun, or stormy day, Or night is never seen. 2 Far up the everlasting hills In God's own light it lies ; His smik- its vast dimension fills With jty that never dies. 3 Soon at his feet my soul will lie In life's last struggling breath ; But I shf 11 only seem to die — I shal" not taste of death. 216 HEAVEN. 4 Far from this guilty world to be Exempt from toil and strife, To spend eternity with thee, My Saviour ! this is life. 789 C. M. 1 When I can read ray title clear To mansions in the skies, I bid farewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyes. 2 Should earth against my soul engage. And hellish darts be hurled, Then I can smile at Satan's rage, And face a frowning world. 8 Let cares like a wild deluge come, And storms of sorrow fall, May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all. 4 There shall I bathe my weary soul In seas of heavenly rest, And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast. 790 C. M. 1 Jerusalem, my happy home, Name ever dear to me, When shall my labors have an end In joy and peace and thee ? 2 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom, Nor sin nor sorrow know; Blest seats, through rude aud stormy scenes I onward press to you, 3 Why should I shrink at pain and woe. Or feel at death dismay? I've Canaan's goodly land in view. And realms of endless day. 4 Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there Around my Saviour stand. And soon my friends in Christ below Will join the glorious ban i. 5 Jerusalem, my happy home. My soul still pants for thee ; Then shall my labors have an end, When I thy joys shall see. 791 8s & 7s. D. 1 INIv days are gliding swiftly by, Aud I, a pilgrim stranger, Would not detain them as they fly. These hours of toil and danger. Cho. — For oh, we stand on Jordan's strand. Our friends are passing over, And, just before, the shining shore We may almost discover. 2 We'll gird our loins, my brethren dear, Our distant home discerning ; Our absent Lord has left us word. Let every lamp be burning. — Cho. 3 Should coming days be cold and dark, We need not cease our singing ; That perfect rest naught can molest Where golden harps ai'e ringing. — Cho. 4 Let sorrow's rudest tempest blow. Each cord on earth to sever ; [home, Our King says, "Come," and there's our For ever, oh, for ever ! — Cho. 792 Hi 1 1 WOULD not live alway ; I ask not to stay Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way ; The few lucid mornings that dawn on us here Are enough for life's woes, full enough for its cheer. 2 I would not live ahvay ; 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. Where tlio rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains. And the noontide of glory eternally reigns? HEAVEN. 217 4 Where saints of all ages in liarmony meet, Tlieir Saviour and brethren transported to greet ; Wiiile tlie anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul? 793 ^ 7s & 6s, 8 lines. 1 Jerusalem the golden, With milk and honey blest, Beneath thy contemplation Sink heart and voice opprest. I know not, oh, I know not, What holy joys are there, What radiancy of glory. What bliss beyond compare. 2 They stand, those halls of Zion, All jubilant with song, And bright with many an angel. And all the martyr throng. There is the throne of David, And there, from toil released. The shout of them that triumph, The song of them that feast. 3 And they who with their leader Have conquered in the fight, For ever and for ever Are clad in robes of white. Oh, land that seest no sorrow ! Oh, state that fear'st no strife! Oh, royal land of flowers ! Oh, realm and home of life ! 794 7s & 6s, 8 lines. 1 Jerusalem the glorious, The glory of the elect, dear and future vision That eager hearts expect! E'en now by faith I see thee. E'en here thy walls discern ; To thee u;y thoughts are kindled, A ad stj:ve and paut and yearu. 2 Jerusalem the only, That look'st from heaven below, In thee is all my glory. In me is all my woe ; Jerusalem ! exulting On that securest shore, I hope thee, wish thee, sing thee, And love thee evermore. 3 sweet and blessed country I Shall I e'er see thy face? sweet and blessed country ! Shall I e'er win thy grace ? Exult, dust and ashes ! The Lord shall be thy part ; His only, his for ever, Thou Shalt be and thou art. 795 7s & Gs. 1 Brief life is here our portion. Brief sorrow, short-lived care; The life that knows no ending, The tearless life, is there ; Oh, happy retribution ! Short toil, eternal rest ; For mortals and for sinners A mansion with the blest. 2 There grief is turned to pleasure — Such pleasure as below No human voice can utter, No human heart can know; And after fleshly scandal. And after this world's night. And after storm and whirlwind, Is calm and joy and light. 3 And there is David's fountain, And life in fullest glow ; And there the light is golden, And milk and honey flow ; The light that hath no evening, The health that has no sore. The life that hath no ending, But lasteth evermore. 218 HEAVEN. 796 7s & Gs. D. 1 For thee, dear, dear country ! Mine eyes their Tigils keep ; For very love, beholding Thy happy name, they weep ; The mention of thy glory Is vmction to the breast, And medicine in sickness, And love and life and rest. 2 one, only mansion! O Paradise of joy ! Where tears are ever banished And smiles have no alloy. The Lamb is all thy splendor, The Crucilied thy praise ; His laud and benediction Thy ransomed people raise. 3 O sweet and blessed country, The home of God's elect ! sweet and blessed country, That eager hearts expect ! Jesus, in mercy bring us To that dear land of rest, Who art, with God the Father, And Spirit, ever blest. 797 7s & 6s. D. 1 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings, Thy better portion trace ; Rise from transitory things, . Toward heaven thy native place. Sun and moon and stars decay ; Time shall soon this earth remove; Rise, my soul, and haste away, To seats prepared above. 2 Rivers to the ocean run. Nor stay in all their course ; Fire ascending seeks the sun ; Both speed them to tlieir source ; So a soul that 's born of God Pants to view his glorious fa-o, Upward tends to his abode, To I est in his embrace. 3 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn ; Press onward to the prize ; Soon our Saviour will return. Triumphant in the skies, Yet a season, and you know Happy entrance will be given; All our sorrows left below. And earth exchanged for heaven. 798 1 I 'm a pilgrim and I 'm a stranger ; I can tarry, I can tarry but a night ; Do not detain me, for I am going To where the fountains are ever llowing. I'm a pilgrim, etc. 2 There the glory is ever shining ; [there; Oh, my longing heart, my longing heart is Here in this country so dark and dreary I long have wandered forlorn and weary. I 'm a pilgrim, etc. 3 There 's the city to which I journey ; My Redeemer, my Redeemer is its light ; There is no sorrow, nor any sighing. Nor any tears there, nor any dying, I 'ua a pilgrim, etc. 799 7s. D. 1 High in yonder realms of light Dwell the raptured saints above, Far beyond our feeble sight, Happy in Immanuel's love ; Pilgrims in this vale of tears, Once they knew, like us below, Gloomy doubts, distressing fears, Torturing pain and heavy woe. 2 'Mid the chorus of the skies, 'Mid the angelic lyres above, Hark ! their songs melodious rise — Songs of praise to Jesus' love ; Happy spirits, they are fled Where no grief can entrance find, Lulled to rest the aching head. Soothed the anguish of the miud. HEAVEN. 219 3 All i.s tranquil and serene, Calm and undisturbed repose; There no cloud can intervene, There no angry tempest blows; Every tear is wiped away, Si>chs no more shall heave the breast ; Night is lost in endless day, Sorrow in eternal rest. 800 7.=^. D. 1 AViiAT are these in brie-ht array ? This innumerable tlaong, Eound the altar night and day Hymning one triumphant song? Worthy is the Lamb once slain. Blessing, honor, glory, power, Wisdom, riches, to obtain ; New dominion every hour. 2 These through fiery trials trod ; These from great afflictions came ; Now before the throne of God, Sealed with his eternal name, Clad in raiment pure and white, Victor palms in every hand, Through their dear Redeemer's might, More than conquerors they stand. 3 Hunger, thirst, disease unknown, On immortal fruits they feed ; Them the Lamb amidst the throne Shall to living fountains lead ; Joy and gladness banish sighs ; Perfect love dis^jels all fear. And for ever from their eyes God shall wipe away the tear. 801 8s. D. 1 Mr gracious Redeemer I love. His pleasures aloud I'll proclaim, And join, with the armies above. To shout his adorable name. 2 To gaze on his glories divine Shall be my eternal employ. And feel them incessantly shine My bouudlesa, ^uetf able joy. 3 He freely redeemed with his blood My soul from the confines of hell. To live on the smiles of my God, And in his sweet presence to dwell ; 4 To shine with the angels of light. With saints and with seraphs to sing, To view with eternal delight My Jesus, my Saviour, my King. 5 Ye palaces, sceptres and crowns, Your pride with disdain I survey ; Your pomps are but shadows and sounds, And puss i n a moment away. G The crown that my Saviour bestows Yon permanent sun shall outshine ; My joy everlastingly flows, My God, my Redeemer, is mine. 802 6s & 4s. 1 I 'm but a stranger here. Heaven is my home ; Earth is a desert drear. Heaven is my home ; Danger and sorrow stand Eound me on every hand ; Heaven is my fatherland, Heaven is my home. 2 What though the tempest rage? Heaven is my home ; Short is my pilgrimage. Heaven is my home; And time's wild wintry blast Soon shall be overpast ; I shall reach home at last, Heaven is my home. 3 There, at my Saviour's side, Heaven is my home, I shall be glorified ; Heaven is my home ; There are the good and blest, Those I love most and best. And there I, too, shall rest; Heaven is my home. 220 HEAVEN. 803 C. M. D. 1 The roseate hues of early dawn, The brightness of the day, The crimson of the sunset sky, How fast they fade away ! Oil for the pearly gates of heaven ! Oh for the golden floor ! Oh for the Sun of righteousness That setteth nevermore ! 2 The highest hopes we cherish here, How fast they tire and faint ! How many a spot defiles the robe That wraps an earthly saint ! Oh for a heart that never sins ! Oh for a soul washed white! Oh for a voice to praise our King, Nor weary day or night ! 3 Here faith is ours, and heavenly hope, And grace to lead us higher ; But there are perfectness and peace Beyond our best desire. Oh, by thy love and anguish, Lord ! Oh, by thy life laid down, Grant that we fall not from thy grace, Nor cast away our crown. 804 8s & 7s. 1 In the Christian's home in glory There remains a land of rest ; There ray Saviour's gone before me To fulfill my soul's request. There is rest for the weary, There is rest for you. On the other side of Jordan, In the sweet fields of Eden, Where the tree of life is blooming. There is rest for you. 2 He is fitting up my mansion. Which eternally shall stand, For my stay shall not be transient In that holy, happy laud. ? ^■^ain and sickness ne'er shall enter, Grief nor woe my lot shall share ; D. But in that celestial centre I a crown of life shall wear. 4 Death itself shall then be vanquished, And his sting shall be witlidrawn ; Shout for gladness, ye ransomed ! Hail with joy the rising moru. 5 Sing, oh sing, ye heirs of glory, Shout your triumph as you go ; Zion's gate will open for j'ou. You shall find an entrance through. 805 8s & 63. 1 There is an hour of peaceful rest To mourning wandei-ers given. There is a joy for souls distressed, A balm for every wounded breast ; 'T is found above in heaven. 2 There is a home for weary souls By sin and sorrow driven. When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals, Where storms arise and ocean rolls. And all is drear but heaven. 3 There faith lifts up the cheerful eye. The heart no longer riven. And sees the tempest passing by, The evening shadows quickly fly. And all serene in heaven. 4 There fragrant flowers immortal bloom. And joys supreme are given ; There rays divine disperse the gloom ; Beyond the dark and narrow tomb Appears the dawn of heaven. 806 C. M. 1 From 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 mortalitv behind. And liy beyond the giave. THE SEASONS. 221 S There, where my blessed Jesus reigns, lu heaven's uu measured space, I'll spend a long eternity in pleasure and in praise. 4 Millions of years my wondering eyes yhall o'er thy beauties rove, And endless ages I '11 adore The glories of thy love. 5 Haste, my Beloved ! fetch my soul Up to thy blest abode ; Fly, for my spirit longs to see My Saviour and my God. THE SEASONS. 807 vs, 1 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, Eut how little none can know. 2 As the winged arrow flies Speedily the mark to find. As the lightning from the skies Darts, and leaves no trace behind, Swiftly thus our fleeting days Bear us down life's rapid stream ; Upward, Lord! our spirits raise; All below is but a dream. 3 Thanks for mercies past receive, Pardon of our sins renew; Teach us hence tort li how to live With eternity in view; Bless thy word to young and old. Fill us with a Saviours love ; And when life's short tale is told, May wo dwell with thee above 7s. D. 808 8s & 7s. D. 1 Holy Father ! thou hast taught us We should live to thee alone; Year by year thy hand hath brought us On through dangers oft unknown. When we wandered, thou hast found \ia, When we doubted, sent us light ; Still thine arm has been around us, All our paths were in thy sight. 2 In the world will foes assail us, Craftier, stronger far than we ; And the strife shall never fail us, Well we know, before we die. Therefore, Lord ! we come believing Thou canst give the pow'r we need. Through the prayer of faith receiving Strength, the Spirit's strength, indeed. 3 We would trust in thy protecting, Wholly rest upon thine arm, Follow wholly thy directing, Thou our only guard from harm ; Keep us from our own undoing, Help us turn to thee when tried ; Still our footsteps, Father ! viewing. Keep us ever at thy side. 809 lis & 5s. 1 CoiiE, let us anew Our journey pursue, Eoll round with the year. And never stand still till the Master appear; His adorable will Let us gladly fulfill. And our talents improve By the patience of hope and the labor of love. 2 Our life is a dream ; Our time, as a stream, Glides swiftly away, y And the fugitive moment refuses to stay ; The arrow is flown. The moment is gone. The millennial year Rushes on to our view, Hud eternity 'a here. 222 THE SEASONS. 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 gavest me Oh that each from his Lord [to do !" May receive the glad word, " Well and faithfully done ! Enter into myjoy, and sit down on my throne!" 810 L. ^r. 1 Great God! we sing thy mighty hand. By which supported still we stand ; The opening year thy mercy shows ; That mercy crowns it till it close. 2 By day, hy night, at home, abroad, Still are we guarded by our God ; By his incessant bounty fed, By his unerring counsel led. 3 With grateful hearts the past we own ; The future, all to us unknown. We to thy guardian care commit. And peaceful leave before thy feet. 4 In scenes exalted or 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 close our earthly songs. And seal in silence mortal tongues, Our helper, God, in whom we trust, In better worlds our souls shall boast. 811 L. M. 1 My Helper, God! I bless his name; The same his power, his grace the same ; The tokens of his friendly care Open and crown and close the year. 2 Amidst ten thousand snares I stand, Supported by his guardian hand ; And see, when I survey his ways, Ten thousand monuments of praise. 8 Thus far his arm hath led me on, Thus far I make his mercy known ; And while I tread thii dese: t land, New mercies sliall new songs demand 4 My grateful soul on Jordan's shore Shiill raise one sacred pillar more; Then bear in his bright courts above Inscriptions of immortal love. 812 L. M. 1 ExiiiRNAL Source of every joy ! Well may thy praise our lips employ, Willie in thy temple we appear Wiiuse goodness crowns the circling year. 2 The flowery spring at thy command Feil'umes the air and paints the land ; Tlie summer rays with vigor shine To raise the corn and cheer the viae. 3 Thy hand in autumn richly pours Through all our coasts redundant stores; And winters, softened by thy care, No more the face of horror wear. 4 Seasons and months and weeks and days Demand successive songs of praise ; Still bo the cheerful homage paid With opening light and evening shade. 813 7s. 1 For thy mercy and thy grace, Faithful through another year, Hear our song of thankfulness, I'alher and lledeemer ! hear. 2 In our weakness azid distress, Kock of strength ! be thou our stay; III the pathless wilderness Kc our true and living way. 3 Who of us death's awful road In the coming year shall tread? With thy rod and staff, O God ! Comfort thou his dying head. 4 Keep us faithful, keep us pure, Keep us evermore thine own ; Ihlp, oh help us 10 endure ; Fit us for the promised crown. THE SEASONS. 22a 814 S. M. 1 My times are in thy hand ; My God ! I wish them there ; My life, my soul, my all, I leave Entirely to thy care. 2 My times are in thy hand, Whatever they may be. Pleasing or painful, dark or bright. As best may seem to thee. ^ My times are in thy hand, Why should I doubt or fear ? My Father's hand will never cause His child a needless tear. 4 My times are in thy hand, Jesus ! the crucified ; The hand my many sins have pierced Is now my guard and guide. 815 C. M. 1 With songs and honors sounding loud Address the Lord on high ; Over the heavens he spreads his cloud. And waters veil the sky. 2 He sends his showers of blessing down To cheer the plains below ; He makes the grass the mountains crown, And corn in valleys grow. 3 His steady counsels change the face Of the declining year ; He bids the sun cut short his race, And wintry days appear. 4 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow. Descend and clothe the ground ; The liquid streams forbear to flow, In icy fetters bound. 5 He sends his word and melts the snow, The fields no longer mourn ; He calls the warmer gales to blow, And bids the spring return. 6 The changing wind, tne flying cloud. Obey his mighty word ; With songs and honors sounding loud Praise ye the sovereign Lord. 816 C. M. 1 Good is the Lord, the heavenly King, Wlio makes the earth his care, Visits the pastures every spring, And bids the grass appear. 2 The clouds, like rivers raised on high, Pour out, at his command. Their watery blessings from the sky. To cheer the thirsty land. 3 The softened ridges of the field Permit the corn to spring, The valleys rich provision yield, And cheerful laborers sing. 4 The little hills on every side Rejoice at falling showers ; The meadows, dressed in all their pride, Perfume the air with flowers. 5 The barren clods, refreshed with rain. Promise a joyful crop ; The i:)arching grounds look green again. And raise the reaper's hope. G The various months thy goodness crowns; How bounteous are thy ways ! The bleating flocks spread o'er the downs. And shepherds shout thy praise. 817 C. M. 1 TiiKE we adore, eternal Name ! And humbly own to thee How feeble is our mortal frame. What dying worms are we. 2 The year rolls round and steals away The breath that first it gave ; Whate'er we do, where'er we be, We 're traveling to the grave. 224 THE SEASONS. 3 Great God ! on what a slender thread Hang everlasting things ! The eternal states of all the dead Upon life's feeble strings. 4 Infinite joy or endless woe Attends on every breath ; And yet how unconcerned we go Upon the brink of death ! 5 Waken, Lord ! our drowsy sense To walk this dangerous road ; And if our souls are hurried hence, May they be found with God. 818 c.?^r. 1 'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand, God of eternal power ! The sea grows calm at thy command, And tempests cease to roar. 2 Thy morning light and evening shade Successive comforts bring ; Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad, Thy flowers adorn the spring. 3 Seasons and times and moons and hours. Heaven, earth and air, are thine; When clouds distill in fruitful showers, The Author is divine. 4 Those wandering cisterns in the sky, Borne by the winds around. With watery treasures well supply The furrows of the ground. 5 The thirsty ridges drink their fill, And ranks of corn appear • Thy ways abound with blessings still, Thy goodness orowns the year. 819 1 Fatiter of mercies, God of love! Whose gifts all creatures share, The rolling seasons as they move Proclaim thy constant care. CM. 2 When in the bosom of the earth The sower hid the grain. Thy goodness marked its secret birth, And sent the early rain. 3 The spring's sweet influence. Lord ! wiis The seasons knew thy call ; [thine, Thou madest the summer sun to shine. The summer dew to fall. 4 Thy gifts of mercy from above Matured the swelling grain ; And now the harvest crowns thy love. And plenty fills the plain. 5 Oh, ne'er may our forgetful hearts O'erlook thy bounteous care; But what our Father's hand imparts Still own in praise and prayer. f) To Father, Son and Holy Ghost, The God whom we adore, Be glory, as it was, is now. And shall be evermore, 820 6s, 7s & 6s. 1 Now thank we all our God With hearts and hands and voices. Who wondrous things hath done, In whom his world rejoices ; Who from our mothers' arms Hath blessed us on our way With countless gifts of love, And still is ours to-