FROM THE LIBRARY OF REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON, D. D. BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO THE LIBRARY OF PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY pWtaioa Section 6 ( ^C Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2012 with funding from j Calvin College http://archive.org/details/reformedchurchhyOOrefo THE fj& .". ^■' vcu^.u- ffWyt^z^/e /u<^ lt'<-/*- Reformed Ch HYMN WITH TUNES. For "The Service of Song in the House of the Lord." 1 Chron. 6: 31. "In Psalms and Hymns and Spiritual Songs, singing with grace in your hearts to the Lord." — Col. 3 : 16. CLEVELAND, O. H. J. EUETENIK, 991 Scranton Avekite. Synod of Ohio of the Reformed Church in the United States, Xenia, O., May 13ih, 187S. "It was resolved, "That in accordance with the permission of the General Synod in 1869, this Synod approves and recommends for provisional iise in all the Churches and families, the book entitled "REFORMED CHURCH HYMNAL," com- piled by a Committee of this Synod. Attest : ISAAC H. REITER, Stated Clerk, "If the singing is such as befits the reverence which we ought to feel when we sing before God and the angels, it is an ornament which bestows grace and dignity upon our worship ; and it is an excellent method of kindling the heart, and making it burn with great ardor in prayer. But we must at all times take heed lest the ear should be more attentive to the harmony of the sound, than the soul to the hidden meaning of the words." — Calvin. "We cannot pray the Psalms without realizing in a very special manner the* Communion of Saints, the oneness of the Church Militant and the Church Tri- umphant. We cannot pray the Psalms without having our hearts opened, our affections enlarged, our thoughts drawn heavenward. He who can pray them best is nearest to God, knows most of the Spirit of Christ, is ripest for heaven," — Ferowne. "If music be substituted for religion, and singing for devotion, the best time and the best voices will neither increase religion, nor aid devotion. Unless Con- gregational singing rests upon a religious foundation, it will be like the house built upon the sand." — Mason. Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 187S, in the Office of the Librarian of Con- gress at Washington, by H. J. RUETENIK, In trust for the Publishing House of the Reformed Church, in Cleveland, 0. G?REJFA.CM ■>©<- In preparing this book for the use of congregations and families, we have re- turned to the old usage of the Continental Churches, now so widely followed by other Denominations, in printing the Tunes on the same pages with the Hymns. It is hoped, in this way, to improve "the service of Song in the House of the Lord." But to reach this end, so greatly desired by all, it is of still greater im- portance to understand the true meaning and intent of Singing, as a part of Cul- tus, or Public Worship. This, expressed in the fewest words, is, and ought always to be an act of Prayer or Praise, by the congregation as a whole and by every individual worshipper. Prayer is the elevation of the soul to God, in the various forms of Praise, Adoration, Confession, Thanks-giving, Petition and Supplication. All these come forward in our Hymns and Psalms. Those are perverted and defective views, therefore, which regard Singing in Public Worship as directed, not to God, but to Men, and as intended either to call forth sacred emotions, or to produce pleasure by the beauty of the melody or harmony. Not to men, but to God, should our hearts be lifted up in our sacred songs. All who possibly can do so, should unite in these prayers. And where the power of uniting audibly is wanting, each worshipper should regard it as a privilege and a duty to unite with the Congregation in making melody to God in his heart (Eph. 5. 19). In this way this delightful part of worship can be restored to its true place, and will bring its true blessing to the worshippers. In the preparation of this work, both in the selection of the Hymns and the Tunes, we have been guided mainly by the above fundamental principle. We have, also, regarded it as of far more importance to have respect to the quality, than the quantity of either the Hymns or the Tunes. The Hymns should be true prayers, and the Tunes should befit vehicles and bearers of these prayers to the throne of Almighty God. The Tunes should serve, mainly, to enable the worshippers to make the exercise of singing a common prayer, and so in unison, and in a pleasing way, to give utterance to the emotions and longings of the soul. The attention of all worshippers, and especially of all choirs, cannot be drawn 3 PREFACE. too strongly to this point, because the general decay of congregational singing must be ascribed, mainly, to the fact that this fundamental principle has been lost sight of. If choirs, singers, congregations and ministers will reflect upon this subject, they will come to see that the true way to restore congregational singing, is to select devotional hymns, devotional tunes, and to train all to sing, not as rendering music unto men, but as praying unto God. In the arrangement of the Hymns and Tunes we have endeavored to adapt the book, as well as possible, to the needs of practical use. "Wherever the book is opened, the Hymns on the two pages are usually of the same metre, for which two Tunes are given, either one of which may be selected, at the discretion of the minister or the leader. The proper Doxology is generally found at the foot of the second page. Our special thanks are due to Prof. George Eingsley, the composer of so many beautiful tunes, for the use of a large number of his compositions. The Tunes "Hattet," "Lambic," " Reiter ," "Mease" "Good" and "Go to Tliy Rest in Peace," are by Mr. Kingsley, and have never before been published. They cannot be used, therefore, by others, without special permission. The book is published in the humble hope and prayer that it may be accept- ed of God, and prove of service to his Church. J. H. GOOD, I. H. REITER, I Committee. SAMUEL MEASE, J ZJSTDZJJST OF SUBJECTS. ^M=*- I. Hymns of Adoration and Praise. TJie Lenten and Passion Season. — 190, 191, 225, 287, 376, 377, 378, To God.— Hymns 3, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 41, 44, 93, 94, 577, 613, 616, 625, 640. To the Redeemer (or, Jesus Hymns) — 42, 43, 45, 46, 48, 49, 50, 51, 52, 58, 54, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59, 60, 61, 62, 63, 64, 65, 66, 67, 68, 69, 70, 71, 72, 73, 74, 75, 76, 77, 78,- 79, 80, 81, 82, 83, 84, 85, 86, 87, 88, 89, 90, 91, 92, 96, 97, 99, 100, 101, 102, 103, 104, 473, 567, 570, 573, 574, 578, 580, 581, 582, 583, 596, 597, 598, 602, 605, 614. To the Holy Spirit. — Hvmns 13, 31, 40, 98, 126, 196, 197, 208, 209, 210, 211, 212, 213, 214, 215, 216, 217. The Trinity.— Hymns 4, 35, 223, 224, 226, 227, .234, 625. The Holy Scriptures.— -Hymns 106, 107, 113, 124, 125. The Lord's Day.— Hymns 47, 108, 109, 110, 111, 112, 114, 115, 116, 117, 118, 119, 120, 121, 122, 123, 156, 380. II. Hymns for the Church Year. The Advent Season. — Hymns 127, 128, 129, 130, 132, 133, 137, 143, 144, 145, 582. The Second Advent. — Hymns 95, 134, 135, 136, 147, 235, 236. The Christmas Season. — Hymns 131, 138, 139, 142, 148, 149, 150, 153, 154, 620. New Fear.— Hymns 140, 141, 151, 152, 186. TJie Epiphany Season. — Hymns 79, 97, 130, 146, 154, 158, 159, 165, 230, 231, 232, 248, 255, 556, 560, 582. TJie Lenten and Passion Season. — Hymns 105, 160, 161, 162, 163, 164, 166, 167, 168, 169, 170, 171, 172, 173, 174, 175, 176, 177, 178, 179, 181, 182, 183, 184, 187, 188, 189, 379, 555, 573, 574, 604, 607, 622, 626, 627. TJie Easter Season. — Hymns 185, 192, 198, 199, 204, 205, 206, 207. Ascension.— Hymns 193, 194, 195, 200, 201, 202, 203, 222,559, 601. The Pentecost Season. — Hymns 13, 31, 40, 98, 196, 197, 209, 210, 211, 212, 213, 214, 215, 216, 217, 559, 630. Trinity.— Hymns 4, 35, 223, 224, 226, 234, 625. The CJiurcJi. — Hymns 218, 219, 220, 227, 228, 229, 239, 240, 241, 245, 408, 558. TJie Communion of Saints. — Hymns 155, 221, 242, 243, 244, 246. Missions.— Hymns 10, 69, 230, 231, 232, 233, 247, 248, 249, 250, 251, 252, 253, 254, 255, 258, 259, 277, 409, 594, 608, 615. III. Hymns for the Ordinances of the Church. Baptism and Covenant Relation. — Hymns 89, 262, 263, 264, 265, 266, 268, 269, 270, 472, 473. Confirmation. — Hymns 55, 271, 272, 275, 276, 376. The Lord's Supper. — Hymns 163, 164, 166, 175, 260, 261, 267, 281, 282, 283, 284, 285, 286, 288, 289, 290, 291, 292, 293, 294, 338, 376, 377, 378, 566, 579, 585. Ordination and Installation of Minis- ters— Hymns 218, 222, 223, 224, 231, 233, 248, 277, 278. Ordination and Installation of ChurcJi Officers. — Hymns 240, 244, 256, 260. Laying of a Corner-stone. — Hymns 157, 273, 239, 245, 279. Consecration of a CJiurcJi. — Hymns 3, 12, 239, 240, 245, 274, 280. INDEX OF SUBJECTS. Burial of the Dead— Hymns 287, 295, 296, 297, 298, 299, 300, 301, 302, 303, 304, 305, 306, 307, 308, 309, 310, 311, 312, 313, 314, 315, 316, 317, 318, 319, 503, 576, 611, 617, 618, 619. Harvest and Thanksgiving Festivals. — Hymns 3, 323, 324, 325, 326, 327, 328, 329, 330, 333, 334, 335, 557, 672, 629. National Humiliation and Fasts. — Hymns 331, 332, 179, 188. IV. Hymns of Christian Experience. (The New Life in Christ). Invitations.— Hymos 339, 340, 341, 342, 343, 346, 347, 348, 352, 353, 354, 355, 359, 555, 575, Conviction of Sin. — Hymns 344, 345, 351, 357, 358, 360, 632. Penitence and Conversion. — Hymns 349, 350, 356, 361, 362, 363, 364, 365, 366, 367, 368, 369, 370, 371, 372, 373, 374, 375.— 171, 172, 178, 179, 183, 189. Faith— Hvmns 225, 376, 381, 382, 383, 387, 388, 390, 607, 621. Adoption. — Hvmns 384, 385, 386, 393, 394, 395, 405, 472 473. Union ivith Christ. — Hymns 396, 397, 398, 579, 522, 626. Justification. — Hymns 389, 391, 392, 575, 607. Joy, Hope and Trust in God. — Hymns 399, 400, 402, 410, 411, 412, 413, 414, 415, 416, 418, 419, 420, 421, 422, 423, 424, 425, 426, 427, 428, 429, 459, 561, 565, 566, 567, 568, 570, 578, 585, 589, 599, 600, 603.< The Christian Warfare. — Hymns 104, 401, 402, 430, 431, 432, 433, 434, 435, 436, 437, 438, 439, 440, 441, 442, 443, 444, 445, 446, 447, 448, 449, 571, 588, 592, 597, 598, 599, 600, 603, 612. Love to God and Man. — Hymns 450, 451, 452, 453, 454, 455. Longing— Hymns 320, 321, 322, 406, 407, 417, 456, 457, 458, 460, 461, 462, 463, 464, 465, 466, 467, 468, 469, 470, 471, 558, 564, 573, 593, 595, 606. Prayer.— Hymns 257, 403, 404, 472, 474, 475, 476, 477, 478, 479, 480, 596, 628, Shortness of Life. — Hymns 297, 311, 317, 610. Com fort in Afflictions. — Hymns 8, 19 20, 45, 77, 102, 287, 295, 306, 310, 336, 337, 482, 483, 484, 487, 488 489, 490, 491, 492, 494, 495, 496, 497, 565, 568, 585, 590. V. Hymns Relating to the Last Things. Death.— Hymns 301, 302, 303, 308, 314, 315, 316, 493, 498, 499, 500, 501, 502, 503. Resurrection. — Hymns 507, 508, 509, 512, 513, 516. Judgment— Hymns 235, 236, 504, 505, 506, 510, 514, 515, 572. Eternal Life and Heaven. — Hymns 309, 322, 469, 485, 486, 511, 517, 518, 519, 520, 521, 522, 523, 524, 525, 526, 527, 528, 529, 564, 584, 586, 587, 591, 606, 609, 623, 624. VI. Morning and Evening Hymns. (For Family Devotions and Church Use.) Morning Hymns. — Hvmns 530, 531, 532, 536, 537, 538, 542, 543, 544, 545, 549, 550, 551. Evening Hi/mns. — Hvmns 533, 534, 535, 539, 540, 541, 5*46, 547, 548, 552, 553, 554. VII. Miscellaneous. Temperance.— Hymns 344, 366,412, 629. Marriage. — Hymn 569. On the Sea.— Hymns 562, 563. Pilgrimage— -Hymns 237, 406, 465, 597, 610, 621, 624, 626, 627, 633, 634. Closing Hymns. — Hymns 180, 237, 238, s 625, 635, 636, 637, 638, 639, 640, Vhants — Hymns 1, 619, 620, 621, 622, 623, 624, 625. 633, 640. The Seasons.— Hymns 140, 141, 151, 152, 186, 325, 326, 327, 330. Prayer 3feetings. — Hymns 1 — 126, 158 —188, 257, 320—326, 339—529, 558, 560, 561, 565, 566, 567, 570, 571, 573, 574, 577, 578, 580, 581, 584, 585, 586, 587, 591, 593, 594, 595, 597, 598, 600, 602, 604, 607, 609, 610, 612, 613—616, 620—625, 626, 627, 628, 629, 630, 631, 632, 633, 634. Doxologies. — 640. Index of First Lines and Authors. — Page 230. Metrical Index of Tunes and Authors. Page 237. THE LORD'S PRAYER. 1 gP Our Father who art in heaven, Hallowed . , Give us this day our And lead us not into temptation, but deliver. -22. be thy name, dai - - ly bread, us from evil. 42- -bs— H -22- ^m =t=t I^H :^=il= m w Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done in ... . earth as it is in heaven. And forgive us our debts as we for - - give our debtors. For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glo - ry, for - - - ever. -22. -22. ^ -22- jpi. -22. :tzrps= w-F- I THE APOSTLES' CREED. 1. I believe in God the Father Almighty, Maker of | heaven and | earth, And in Jesus Christ his | only [ Son our [ Lord ; 2. "Who was conceived by the Holy Ghost, born of the Virgin Mary, suffered under Pontius Pilate, was crucified, | dead and | buried ; He descended into hell; the third day he | rose | from the | dead. 3. He ascended into heaven, and sitteth at the right hand of God the | Father Al ] mighty; From thence he shall come to | judge the | quick and the | dead. 4. I believe in the | Holy | Ghost ; The holy catholic Church ; the communion of saints ; the forgiveness of sins : the resurrection of the body : and the [ life — | ever | lasting. |l A | men. 7 ADORATION OLD HUNDBED. L. M. AND PRAISE. "Before Jehovah's awful throne. Psalm 100". L.M. 1 Before Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations, bow with sacred J03'; Know that the Lord is God alone; He can create, and he destroy. 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men ; And when, like wand'ring 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 thankful songs, High as the heaven 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 shall stand, When rolling years shall cease to move. "The blessed Trinity." L.M. 1 Great One in Three, great Three in One, Thy wondrous name we sound abroad ; Prostrate we fall before Thy throne, Holy, Holy, Holy Lord ! 2 Thee, Holy Father, we confess; Thee, Holy Saviour, we adore ; And Thee, Holy Ghost, we bless And praise and worship evermore. 3 Thou art by heaven and earth adored ; Thv universe is full of Thee, Holy, Holy, Holy Lord! Great Three in One, great One in Three ! £) "God only wise." L.M. 1 Awake, my tongue, thy tribute bring, To him who gave thee power to sing ; Praise him, who has all praise above, The source of wisdom and of 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 those heavenly flames. '■) 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 wonders, oil, what thought can trace! Here wisdom shines forever bright; Praise him, my soul, with sweet delight. 6 'Hallelujah." Psalm 150. L. M. 1 Praise ye the Lord ; all nature join In work and worship so divine ; Let heaven and earth unite, and raise High hallelujahs to his praise. 2 While realms of joy, and worlds arouad, Their hallelujahs high resound, Let saints below, and saints above, Exulting sing redeeming love. 3 As instruments well tuned and strung. We'll praise the Lord with heart and touguc ; ADORATION AND PRAISE. SESSIONS. L. M. -X &—. -9-9-&- -«-& n tztz l 1- P-P-&- :t± lt=p2=Z|£- 0-9- v f5> &—r-G> ;g- ]Q " Thy KingdomCome." Hev. 11 : 15. L. M. 1 Ascend thy throne, Almighty King, And spread thy glories all abroad; Let thine own arm salvation bring, And be thou known the gracious God. 2 Let millions bow before thy seat, Let humble mourners seek thy face, Bring daring rebels to thy feet, Subdu'd by thy victorious grace. 3 let the kingdoms of the world Become the kingdoms of the Lord ; Let saints and angels praise thy name, Be thou through heav'n and earth ador'd. "J 1 The hand that made us is Divine. - 1 -- 1 - Ps. 19. L. M. 1 The spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. 2 Th' unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's power display, And publishes to every land The work of an Almighty hand. 3 Soon as the evening shades prevail, The tnoon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth; 4 While 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. 5 What though, in solemn silence all Move round this dark, terrestrial ball ? What though no real voice nor sound Amid their radiant orbs be found ? 6 In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice; For ever singing as they shine, "The hand that made us is Divine." "Surely the Lord is in this place." T.. TIT Gen. 28 : 10. 12 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, enthroned 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 ! ^_3 "The Comforter." JohnlG: 13. L. 31. 1 Eternal Spirit ! we confess And sin In heav'n and earth, and air and seas, He executes his firm decrees; And by his saints it stands confessed, That what he does is ever best. 4 Wait then, my soul, submissive wait, Prostrate before his awful seat: And midst the terrors of his rod, Trust in a wise and gracious God. 20 ""* e r ^' J °" ** 0U Life." -John 14 : 6. ^' 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. 22 THE REDEEMER. ARMENIA. C. M. 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 tomh Proclaims thy conqu'ring arm ; And those who yat their trust in thee Nor death nor hell shall harm. 4 Thou art the "Way, the Truth, the Life; Grant us to know that Way ; That Truth to keep, that Life to win, Which leads to endless day. 51 "This is my Friend." Cant 5: 10—16. CM, 1 Majestic sweetness sits enthroned Upon the Saviour's brow; His head with radiant glories crowned, His lips with grace o'erflow. 2 No mortal can with him compare, Among the sons of men ; Fairer is he than all the fair That fill the heavenly train. 3 He saw me plunged in deep distress, He flew to my relief; For me he bore the shameful cross, And carried all my grief. 4 To him I owe my life and breath, And all the J03*s I have ; He makes me triumph over death, He saves me from the grave. 5 To heaven, the place of his abode, He brings my weary feet ; Shows me the glories of my God, And makes my joy complete. 6 Since from his bounty I receive Such proofs of love divine, Had I a thousand hearts to give, Lord ! they should all be thine. 52 "Hosarma."— Matt 21: 9. CM. 1 Hosanna ! raise the pealing hymn To David's Son and Lord ; With cherubim and seraphim Exalt the Incarnate Word. 2 Hosanna ! Master, lo, we bring Our offerings to Thy throne ; Not gold, nor myrrh, nor mortal thing, But hearts to be Thine own. 3 Hosanna ! once Thy gracious ear Approved a lisping throng ; Be gracious still, and deign to hear Our poor but grateful song. 4 Saviour, if redeemed by Thee, Thy temple we behold, Hosannas through eternity We'll sing to harps of gold. Doxology. C M* To praise the Father and the Son, And Spirit all divine, The One in Three, and Three in One, Let saints and angels join. 23 THE REDEEMER. WARD. KQ Tlie example of Clirist.—Bom 8: 29. Jj t M. 1 My dear Redeemer, and my Lord! 1 read my duty in thy word : But, in thy life the law appears, Drawn oul in living characters. 2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, Such def'rence to thy Father's will, Thy love and meekness so divine, I would transcribe and make them mine. 3 Cold mountains and the midnight air Witness' d the fervor of thy pray'r: The desert thy temptations knew, Thy conflict and thy vic'try too. 4 Be thou my pattern; let me bear More of thy gracious image here : Then God the judge shall own my name Among the foll'wers of the Lamb. 54r Delight in Christ. L.M. 1 Jesus, 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 hath ever stood; Thousavest 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. 55 Xot ashamed of Christ.— Marl: 8 : 38. L. M. 1 Jesus ! and shall it ever be A mortal man asham'd of thee? Asham'd of thee, whom angels praise, Whose glories shine through endless days? 2 Asham'd of Jesus : sooner far Let ev'ning blush to own a star: He sheds the beams of light divine O'er this benighted soul of mine. 3 Asham'd of Jesus! just as soon Let midnight be asham'd of noon; 'Tie midnight with my soul till he, Bright Morning-Star ! bid darkness flee. 4 Asham'd of Jesus ! that dear friend On whom my hopes of heav'n depend! No; when I blush — be this my shame, That I no more revere his name. 5 Asham'd 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. 24 THE REDEEMER. IiOVING-KINDNESS. L. M. J3-ij ftp* -4- -*-? * J •#• ^-^ -^- -*. i_^«__fi=zrppF- - ■#£- — \— ?- — \— -t-brt- -frft 6 Till then, — nor is my boasting vain- Till then I boast a Saviour slain ! And may this my glory be, That Christ is not asham'd of me ! 56 Ps. 36: 7. L.M 1 Awake, my soul, in joyful lays, And sing thy great Redeemer's praise; He justly claims a song from thee, His loving-kindness, oh, how free ! 2 He saw me ruined in the fall, Yet loved me notwithstanding all; He saved me from my lost estate, His loving-kindness, oh, how great ! 3 Though 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 ! 4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, Has gathered thick, and thundered loud, He near my soul has always stood, His loving-kindness, oh, how good ! 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. 6 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. 57 "Unto the Lamb for ever." Rev. 1 : 5. 6. 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 ! 5Q Rev. 5: 11. 12, L.M. 1 Around 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 humble songs. 4 Though sin defile our worship here, We hope ere long thy face to view ; And when our souls in heaven appear, We'll praise thy name as angels do. 25 THE REDEEMER. ST. MARTINS. C. M. f mm M ^c 22 I -*■»- -w 5=s m m -(2- -^ ^ »-r a - 1 "Pi* err-v "The chiefest amona ten thousand." /-i ■»«• £>y 1 Km, 1 : 15. ^' m « 1 The Saviour! oh, what endless charms Dwell in that blissful sound! Its influence every fear disarms, And spreads sweet comfort round. 2 Here pardon, life, and joys divine, In rich effusion flow, For guilty rebels lost in sin, And doomed to endless woe. 3 The almighty Former of the skies Stooped to our vile abode ; While angels viewed with wondering eyes, And hailed th' incarnate God. 4 0, the rich depths of love divine 1 Of bliss, a boundless store ! Dear Saviour, let me call thee mine: I cannot wish for more. 5 On thee alone my hope relies; Beneath thy cross I fall; My Lord, my life, my sacrifice, My Saviour, and my all ! f\C\ "Thou shall call his name Jesus." rt nr ^^ Matt. 1:21. L. JU. 1 Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing My dear Redeemer's praise, The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of his grace ! 2 My gracious Master and my God, Assist me to proclaim, To spread through all the earth abroad The honors of thy name. ^T 3 Jesus! the name that calms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease — 'Tis music to my ravished ears, 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 4 He breaks the power of reigning sin, He sets the prisoner free ; His blood can make the foulest clean : His blood availed for me. 5 He speaks, and, listening to his voice, New life the dead receive ; The mourning, broken hearts rejoice, The humble poor believe. 6 Hear him, ye deaf! his praise, ye dumb, Your loosened tongues employ ! Ye blind, behold your Saviour come, And leap, ye lame, for joy! o-l "Tlie love of Clirist constraineth us." rt -mg- OJ. 2 Cor. 5 : 14. v. JU.. 1 Jesus, in thy transporting name What blissful glories rise ! Jesus — the angels' sweetest theme! The wonder of the skies ! 2 Well might the skies with wonder view A love so strange as thine! No thought of angels ever knew Compassion so divine! 3 Jesus, and didst thou leave the sky To bear our sins and woes ? And didst thou bleed, and groan, and die For vile, rebellious foes ? 26 THE REDEEMER. HEBER. O. M. N-J" u £t3r* -0-0- W3&. v-z>- &— c 9 — ♦ _g_ - -3rr- ~ ■&- -9-' -9-&- :t=: ^ r 4 Is there a heart that will not bend To thy divine control ? Descend, sovereign Love, descend, And melt the stubborn soul ! 5 Oh, may our willing hearts confess Thy sweet, thy gentle sway ! Glad captives of resistless grace, Thy pleasing rule obey. 6 Come, dearest Lord, extend thy reign. Till rebels rise no more: Thy praise all nature then shall join, And heaven and earth adore. "My Jesus and my God." 1 Cor 1 : 22-24. 63 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 Thy 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 terror to my mind. 4 But if Immanuel's face appear, My hope, my joy, begin: His name forbids my slavish fear; His grace removes my sin. CM, 5 While Jews on their own law rely, And Greeks of wisdom boast, I love th' incarnate Mystery, And there I fix my trust. 00 -4n ancient hymn to Clirist. C» M» 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. 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 bless; Thee may we love alone ; And ever in our lives express The image of thine own. Doxology. To Father, Son and Holy Ghost, One God whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. CM. 27 THE REDEEMER. ARLINGTON". C. M. QA The name of Jesus. — 1 ret. 2 : CM 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. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast; Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary rest. 3 Dear name ! the rock on which I build, My shield and hiding-place ; My never-failing treas'ry, fill'd With boundless stores of grace. 4 Jesus ! my Shepherd, Husband, Friend, My Prophet, Priest, and King, My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, Accept the praise I bring. 5 Weak is the effort of my heart, And cold my warmest thought ; But when I see thee as thou art, I'll praise thee as I ought. 6 Till then I would thy love proclaim With ev'ry fleeting breath; And may the music of thy name Refresh my soul in death. 65 Luke 23: 42. CM, 1 Jesus, Thou art the sinner's Friend; As such I look to Thee : Now in the fulness of Thy love, Lord, remember me. 2 Remember Thy pure word of grace, Remember Calvary ; Remember all Thy dying groans. And then remember me. 3 Thou wondrous Advocate with God, I yield myself to thee ; While 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, Dear Lord, remember me. 5 And, when I close my eyes in death, When creature-helps all flee, Then, my dear Redeemer-God, I pray, remember me. C\Q Clirist our only joy. Math 17: 8. C. M. 1 Jesus ! the very thought of thee With gladness fills my breast ; But dearer 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 Hope of every contrite heart, Joy of all the meek ! To those who fall, how kind thou art, How good to those who seek ! 28 THE REDEEMER. CROSS AND CROWN. C. M. ■=\- ■x & IST 1 jt£r& — wst -a'.-m- T5>—. &fefi: & ■P — P-^ fe: TO *|— » — }■ p f - ^ ir* flj- fc-rf: a i j h — a^ -e±—2--& £^-L -2— t |B_p:. 4 And those who find thee, find a bliss Nor tongue nor pen can show : The love of Jesus — what it is, None but his loved ones know. 5 Jesus, our only joy be thou ! As thou our prize wilt be ; Jesus, be thou our glory now, And through eternity ! cv*t "He reviled not again." lPet2: D 7 21-23. CM 1 What grace, Lord, and beauty shon 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' sin 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. d o Clirist is our strength and righteousness, ri -wr DO Psalm 11. L,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. 4 When I am filled with sore distress For some surprising sin, I'll plead thy perfect righteousness, And mention none but thine. 5 How will my lips rejoice to tell The vict'ries of my King ! My soul, redeem' d from sin and hell, Shall thy salvation sing. 6 My tongue shall all the day proclaim My Saviour and my God ; His death hath brought my foes to shame, And sav'd me by his blood. Doxology. Ct M« Let God the Father, and the Son, And Spirit, be adored, Where there are works to make Mm known, Or saints to love the Lord ! 29 THE REDEEMER. TALLIS' EVENING HYMN. L. M. W--4 — :rF-*— g— * m m -i — i — i — -*—9+^* -+—*—9— * '• 44 - /{A "J am the Liqht of the luorld. t tit 0» John's: 12. 1j. JU. 1 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, Recall the wanderers from thy fold ; Unite those now who walk apart, Confirm the weak and doubting heart. 5 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. r 7f\ " No ether name." — Acts. 4: 12. Ii. M. 1 Jesus, the spring of joys divine Whence all our hopes and comforts flow, Jesus, no other name but thine Can save us from eternal woe. 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. 7J_ "Tliine wholhj— Thine alone," 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 cheerful is its ray ! All pain before its presence flies ; Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away Where'er its healing beams arise. 3 Oh, let thy love my soul inflame, And to thy service 6weetly bind ; Transfuse 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. 2 In vain would boasting reason find The way to happiness and God : Her weak directions leave the mind Bewildered in a dubious road. 72 "The one thing needful." Luke 10: 42. 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. 30 THE REDEEMER. MIGDOL. L. M. 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 ! 73 "He hath done all things well." t m Marh 7 : 37. ■"• m 1 Now, in a song of grateful praise, To my dear Lord my voice I'll raise ; With all his saints I'll join to tell That Jesus hath done all things well. 2 Wisdom, and power, and love divine, In all his works, unrivaled, shine, And force the wondering world to tell That he alone did all things well. 3 Howe'er mysterious are his ways, Or dark and sorrowful my days ; And though my spirit oft rebel, I know he still doth all things well. 4 And when I stand before his throne, And all his ways are fully known, This note in sweetest strains shall swell, That Jesus hath done all things well. 74: Hosanna. L. 1 Hosanna to the living Lord ! Hosanna to th' incarnate Word ! To Christ, Creator, Saviour, King, Let earth, let heaven, Hosanna sing; — 2 "Hosanna! Lord !" thine angels cry, "Hosanna! Lord!" thy saints reply; Above, beneath us, and around, The dead and living swell the sound. 3 Saviour ! with protecting care, Return to this thy house of prayer, Assembled in thy sacred name, Where we our parting promise claim. 4 But, chiefest, in our cleansed breast, ■ Eternal ! bid thy Spirit rest, And make our secret soul to be A temple pure, and worthy thee. 5 So, in the last and dreadful day, When earth and heaven shall melt away, Thy flock redeemed from sinful stain, Shall swell the sound of praise again. Boxology. £, M. To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, Be honor, praise, and glory given, By all on earth and all in heaven. 31 THE REDEEMER. MAETTN. 7s. Double. ryr" "Jesus, Lover of my soul." i O Psalm 57 : 1. 1 Jesus, Lover of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly, While the waters near me roll, While the tempest still is high : Hide me, 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 defenseless head With the shadow of thy wing. 7a jjesus, who thy life didst give, Dying that thy sheep might live ; Let us in thy presence rest, With eternal comfort blest. 76 'I lay down my life for the sheep," n a John 10 : 15. * * 1 Shepherd of the ransomed flock, Lead us to the shadowing rock, Where the cooling waters flow, Where the freshening pastures grow. Grant, Lord, that we may be Ever glad to follow thee ; And with thankful hearts rejoice, When we hear thy gracious voice. 2 Saviour, when thy loved ones stray, From the new and living way, Gently call thine own by name; All our wand' ring steps reclaim. 77 "Looking unto Jesus." Heb. 12: 2. 78. 1 When, along life's thorny road, Faints the soul beneath the load, By its cares and sins oppressed, Finds on earth no peace or rest ; When the wily tempter's near, Filling us with doubts and fear, Jesus, to thy feet we flee ; Jesus, we will look to thee. 2 Thou, our Saviour, from the throne List' nest to thy people's moan : Thou, the living Head, dost share Every pang thy members bear: Full of tenderness thou art, Thou wilt heal the broken heart ; Full of power, thine arm shall quell All the rage and might of hell. 3 Mighty to redeem and save, Thou hast overcome the grave : Thou the bars of death hast riven, Opened wide the gate of heaven : Soon in glory thou shalt come, Taking thy poor pilgrims home : Jesus, then we all shall be Ever, ever, Lord, with thee ! 32 THE REDEEMER. HOLLBY. 7s. vycj Wonders of God's Condescension. * O Psalm 113. 1 Hallelujah! raise, oh, raise To our God the song of praise : All his servants join to sing, God, our Saviour and our King. 2 Blessed be for evermore That dread name which we adore : O'er all nations, God alone, Higher than the heavens his throne. 3 Yet to view the heavens he bends ; Yea, to earth he condescends ; Passing by the rich and great For the low and desolate. 4 He can raise the poor to stand "With the princes of the land ; Wealth upon the needy shower ; Set the lowliest high in power. 5 He the broken spirit cheers, Turns to joy the mourner's tears, Such the wonders of his ways : Praise his name, for ever praise. 7g e 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. 79 il Tke Light and the Life of men." John 1 : 4. 7s. 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. 80 Jsa. 35: 8-10. 7 S . 1 Children of the Heavenly King, As ye journey sweetly sing ; Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, Glorious in His works and ways. 2 We are travelling home to God In the way the fathers trod ; They are happy now. and we Soon their happiness shall see. 3 Fear not, brethren ; joyful stand On the borders of your land ; Jesus Christ, your Father's Son, Bids you undismayed go on. 4 Lord, obediently we go, Gladly leaving all below ; Only thou our Leader be, And we still will follow Thee ' Doxology. / 1 -P2- -f^- ^£ -!■-#- tt -£2- -P-F-F- Q/f iii't'nj wftfc Christ.— Cant. 1 : 4. (J. JJJ. 1 could I find from day to day, A nearness to my God ! Then should my hours glide sweet away, While leaning on his word. 2 Lord, I desire with thee to live Anew from day to day; In joys the world can never give, Nor ever take away. 3 Blest Jesus ! come and rule my heart, And make me wholly thine, That I may never more depart, Nor grieve thy love divine. 4 Thus, till my last, expiring breath, Thy goodness I'll adore ; And when my frame dissolves in death, My soul shall love thee more. /— , m- "Thou shalt call his name Jesus." c\ -*r 85 Matt. \: 21. L * 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 All that my loftiest powers can wish, In thee doth richly meet : Not to mine eyes is light so dear, Nor friendship half so sweet. 3 Thy grace still dwells upon my heart, And sheds its fragrance there. — The noblest balm of all my wounds, The cordial of my care. 4 I'll speak the honors of thy name With my last lab'ring breath; Then, speechless, clasp thee in mine arms, The conqueror of death. 5 When death these mortal eyes shall seal, And still this throbbing heart, The rending vail shall thee reveal, All glorious as thou art ! 86 Christ loved Unseen. 1 Peter 1 .- 8. CM. 1 Jesus, .these eyes have never seen . That radiant form of thine ! The vail of sense hangs dark between Thy blessed face and mine 1 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 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. Doxology, v« JM-» To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One God, whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. 35 THE REDEEMER. ITALIAN HYMN. 6s & 4s. ±£ t± fcfii 5-* 87 "-CT« ./"•»< ?<">»AnpiE w 4j- SJ fLjL0L n (L r &-{Lf ? pgJ V? . .^ •42i-(3- &-*-&—*- E? »( g - -*- -f ^ ie.'^_|» ^JE pi |— t-S^-jg- I I «ti _i — i « U-^r-i _/ — i e — jj_«_l^_«. ±Mz r\-t "The unsearchable riches of /i p w yJL Christ.."— 1 Pet. 2:7. ^. J. . JU. 1 could I speak the matchless worth, could I sound the glories forth Which in my Saviour shine ! I'd soar, and touch the heavenly strings, And vie with Gabriel, while he sings, In notes almost divine. 2 I'd sing the precious blood he spilt, My ransom from the dreadful guilt Of sin and wrath divine: I'd sing his glorious righteousness, In which all perfect, heavenly dress, My soul shall ever shine. 3 I'd sing the characters he bears, And all the forms of love he wears, Exalted xm his throne ; In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, 1 would to everlasting days Make all his glories known. 4 Well, the delightful day will come When my dear Lord will bring me home, And I shall see his face ; Then with my Saviour, Brother, Friend, A blest eternity I'll spend, Triumphant in his grace. 9c% "The love of Christ, which paaseth ri t> HI" « knowledge."— Eph. 3: 19. ^« A ••!"■• 1 Love divine, how sweet thou art ! When shall I find my willing heart All taken up by thee ? 1 thirst, I faint, I die to prove The greatness of redeeming love, The love of Christ to me ! 2 that I could, with favor'd John, Recline my weary head upon The dear Redeemer's breast! From care, and sin, and sorrow free, Give me, Lord, to find in Thee My everlasting rest ! 3 Only Thy love do I require, Nothing on earth below desire, But this in heav'n above; Let earth, and heav'n, and all things go, Give me Thy only love to know, Impart to me Thy love. 93 ar««.25;46. C.P.M. 1 thou that hear' st the prayer of faith, Wilt thou not save a soul from death That casts itself on thee? 1 have no refuge of my own, But fly to what my Lord has done And suffered once for me. 2 Slain 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. 38 THE REDEEMER. WADE. C. P. M. 3 Then snatch me from eternal death, The spirit of adoption 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 ; Unclogg'd by earth or earthly things, I'd mount upon his sable wings To everlasting day. /-% a Praise from all creatures. r< T> tit y^b Psalm, 148. Xj * * • ■ at 1 Begin, my soul, th' exalted lay, Let each enraptur'd thought obey, And praise th' Almighty's name ; Let heav'n and earth, and seas and skies In one melodious concert rise, To swell th' inspiring theme. 2 Ye angels catch the thrilling sound, While all th' adoring thrones around His boundless mercy sing ; Let ev'ry list'ning saint above, Wake all the tuneful soul of love, And touch the sweetest string. 3 Let man, by nobler passions sway'd, The feeling heart, the judging head, In heav'nly praise employ ; Spread His tremendous Name around, While heaven's broad arch rings back the sound, The gen'ral burst of joy. Second Advent. /-\ar "Remember Thou me," r< T> TW yO Matt. 25 : 46. ^* A ■ M « 1 When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come, To take thy ransomed people home, Shall I among them stand ? Shall such a worthless worm as I, Who sometimes am afraid to die, Be found at thy right hand ? 2 I love to meet among them now, Before thy gracious feet to bow, Though vilest of them all ; But — can I bear the piercing thought?— What if my name should be left out, When thou for them shalt call ! 3 Prevent, prevent it by thy grace ; Be thou, dear Lord, my hiding-place, In this th' accepted day : Thy pard'ning voice, oh, let me hear, To still my unbelieving fear ; Nor let me fall, I pray ! 4 Let me among thy saints be found, Whene'er th' archangel's trump shall sound, To see thy smiling face ; Then loudest of the throng I'll sing, While heaven's resounding mansions ring With shouts of sovereign grace. Doxolony. C. P. M. To Father, Son, and 'Holy Ghost, The God, whom Heaven's triumphant host And saints on earth adore, Be glory as in ages past, Is now, and shall forever last, When time shall be no more ! 39 THE REDEEMER. FERGUSON. 8. M. " Fowr fi/e ?'s hid with Christ in c; -m- God."— Col. 3: 3 O. Ill, 96 1 I bless the Christ of God ; I rest on love divine ; And with unfaltering lip and heart 1 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, Jtfv God, my joy, my light. 4 'Tis 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. S.M. 97 Christ is All. 1 everlasting Light ! Shine graciously within ; Brightest of all on 'earth that's bright, Come, shine away my sin ! 2 everlasting Truth! Truest of all that's true, Sure guide of erring age or youth, Lead me and teach me too. 3 O everlasting Strength ! Uphold me in the way ; r- Bring me, in spite of foes, at length, To joy, and light, and day. 4 O everlasting Love ! Well-spring of grace and peace, Pour down thy fullness from above ; Bid doubt and trouble cease. 5 everlasting rest! Lift off life's load of care ; Relieve, revive this burdened breast, And every sorrow bear. 6 Thou art in heaven our all ; Our all on earth art thou ; Upon thy glorious name we call : Lord Jesus, bless us now ! 98 Bom. 8: 16. 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 Thy sceptre, Lord ! extend, Pity our deep distress ; Thou art the contrite sinner's Friend, Thy waiting servants bless. 4 We bless Thee for Thy grace, And Thine almighty power; We bless Thee for Thy holy place, And this accepted hour. 40 THE REDEEMER. MOBNTNGTON". S. M. I *m 2=g fc -g-i-^- -g— ^r .^ ^ L<^ ^J^L-^ fe& ■fSZ- m&z&3s=t &~ -p-r -£*- ■^~ :2 M *P9 3=5: «t* 3: "z£ s£ 5t rf^ £- r, "2^" "S^ "2^" ?" tf» •* Pr-(2- ^ m £ &- ti &- Give thanlcs unto the Lord." Psalm 92. S.M. 99 1 Sweet is the work, Lord, Thy glorious acts to sing, To praise thy name, and 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 serve thee best, And in thy name rejoice. 4 To songs of praise and joy Be every Sabbath given, That such may be our blest employ Eternally in heaven. 4 He crowns thy life with love, When ransomed from the grave ; He, who redeemed my soul from hell, Hath sovereign power to save. 100 "Bless the Lord, my soul" c tut Psalm 103. B » Jtt ' 1 bless the Lord, my soul ! Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to bless his name, Whose favors are divine. 2 bless the Lord, my soul I Nor let his mercies lie Forgotten in unthankfulness, And without praises die. 3 'T is he forgives thy sins ; 'T is he relieves thy pain ; 'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses, And makes thee young again. • 101 Praise for the Redeemer. S.M. Ye saints, proclaim abroad The honors of your King ; To Jesus, your Incarnate God, Your songs of praises sing. 2 Not angels round the throne Of majesty above, Are half so much obliged as we, To our Immanuel's love. 3 They never sank so low, They are not raised so high ; They never knew such depths of wo, Such heights of majesty. 4 The Saviour did not join Their nature to His own ; For them He shed no blood divine, Nor breathed a single groan. 5 May we with angels vie, The Saviour to adore ; Our debts are greater far than theirs, be our praises more ! Doxology. Praise to the Father be ; Praise to His Only Son ; Praise to the blessed Paraclete, While endless ages run. S.M. 41 THE REDEEMER. PORTUGUESE HYMN. lis. 102 Psalm 23. H S . 1 The Lord is my Shepherd; no want shall I know ; 1 feed in green pastures; safe folded 1 rest; Heleadeth my soul where the still waters flow, Restores me when wandering, redeems when oppressed. 2 Through the valley and shadow of death though I stray, Since thou art my Guardian, no evil I fear; Thy rod shall defend me, thy staff be my stay: No harm can befall with my Comforter near. 3 In the midst of affliction my table is spread ; With blessings unmeasured my cup run- neth o'er ; With perfume and oil thou anointest my head ; Oh, what shall I ask of thy providence more ? 4 Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful God! Still follow my steps till I meet thee above; I seek, by the path which my forefathers trod Through the land of their sojourn, thy kingdom of love. 103 "Abide with us."— Lulce 24 : 29. Us. 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 ; By day thou shalt lead me, by night be my song ; Thoujj'h dangers surround me, Istill every fear, Since thou, the Most Mighty, my Help- er, art near. 42 THE REDEEMER. EXPOSTULATION', lis 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 ascend. 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 behold, And praise thee for ever with raptures untold. 104r "Faint, yet pursuing." — Judges 8: 4. 1 Though faint, yet pursuing, we go on our way; The Lord is our Leader, his word is our stay ; Though suffering, and sorrow, and trial be near, The Lord is our refuge, and whom can we fear ? 2 He raiseth the fallen, he cheereth the faint ; The weak, and oppressed — he will hear their complaint ; The way may be weary, and thorny the road, But how can we falter ? our help is in God ! 3 And to his green pastures our footsteps he leads ; His flock in the desert how kindly he feeds ! The lambs in his bosom he tenderly bears, And brings back the wanderers all safe from the snares. 4 Though clouds may surround us, our God is our light; Though storms rage around us, our God is our might; So faint, yet pursuing, still onward we come; The Lord is our Leader, and heaven is our home ! „ _ _ Passion week. 10O Matt. 26 : 42. 1 garden of Olives, thou dear honored spot, The fame of thy wonders shall ne'er be forgot; The theme most transporting to seraphs above ; The triumph of sorrow, — the triumph of love! 2 Come, saints, and adore him; come, bow at his feet; Oh, give him the glory, the praise that is meet : Let joyful hosannas unceasing arise, And join the full chorus that gladdens the skies ! 43 lis. lis. THE HOLY SCRIPTURES, AND WINCHESTER. L. M. t r\a The Works and the Word of God. t 1WT 106 Psalm 19. **.BL, 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 night, and day, thy power confess : But the blest volume thou hast writ, Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 3 Sun, moon, and stars convey thy praise Round the whole earth, and never stand; So when thy truth began its race, It touched and glanced on every land. 4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest, Till through the world thy truth hath run; Till Christ hath all the nations blest That see the light, or feel the sun. 5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise ! Bless the dark world with heaventy light ; Thy gospel makes the simple wise, Thj- laws are pure, thy judgments right. 6 Thy noblest wonders here we view In souls renewed, and sins forgiven ; Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew, And make thy word rny guide to heaven. 107 2 Cor. 4: 3. L.M. 1 God, in the gospel of his Son, Makes his eternal counsels known; 'T is 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 captive 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 grant us grace, almighty Lord I To read and mark thy hoi}' word ; Its truth with meekness to receive, And by its holy precepts live. 108 Psalm * 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 care shall seize my breast; Oh, may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound ! 3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, And bless his works, and bless His word: Thy works of grace, how bright they shine! How deep Thy counsels, how divine ! 44 THE LORD'S DAY. WARE. Ii. M. 109 The Lord's day. 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 blest, 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 ransom' d, we shall spend A Sabbath which shall never end. 1 -| r\ "Let us worship and bow doion." t TOT 11U p S ai m 95. L. M, 1 O come, loud anthems let us sing, Loud thanks to our almighty King ! For we our voices high should raise, When our salvation's Rock we praise. 2 Into his presence let us haste, To thank him for his favors past ; To him address in joyful songs The praise that to his name belongs. 3 O let us to his courts repair, And bow with adoration there ! Down on our knees, devoutly, all Before the Lord, our Maker, fall. Ill The Lord's day. L. M. 1 Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, Improve the day thy God has bless'd ; Another six days' work is done, Another Sabbath is begun. 2 Come bless the Lord, whose love So sweet a rest to wearied minds ; Provides a blest foretaste of heav'n, On this day more than all the sev'n. 3 that our thoughts and thanks may rise, As grateful incense to the skies ; And draw from Christ that sweet repose, Which none but he that feels it, knows. 4 This heavenly calm, within the breast, Is the dear pledge of glorious rest, Which for the Church of God remains, The end of cares, the end of pains. "l -| O " I icill that men pray everywhere." t w J-l« John 4: 21. Jj. 1U. 1 Jesus, where'er thy people meet, There they behold thy mercj r -seat ; Where'er they seek thee, thou art found, And every place is hallowed ground. 2 For thou, within no walls confined, Inhabitest the humble mind ; Such ever bring thee where they come, And going, take thee to their home. 3 Great Shepherd of thy chosen few ! Thy former mercies here renew ; Here to our waiting hearts proclaim The sweetness of thy saving name. Doxology. L. M. Praise God, from whom all blessings flow, Praise him, all creatures here below; Praise him above, ye heavenly host ; Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost. 45 THE HOLY SCRIPTURES, AND MAELOW. C. M. 4—1 d= I -zt- -o—e — i- ^—l^r ~£- =t 1 — & g-^-s/- -*--*--(S2- £?_ _*_|«_£2_ «= gLU g -S-gl -f—e- 1 11Q 27/e inspired jeorrf, a system of ri tit -LJ-O knowledge and joy. — Ps. 119. * 1 How precious is the book divine, By inspiration giv'n ! Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine, To guide our souls to heav'n. 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. -■ -i a "The day the Lord hath made." /t tit 114: p sa l m 118. *•" 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. 3 Hosanna to th' anointed King, To David's holy Son : Help us, Lord ! Descend, and bring Salvation from thy throne. 4 Blest be 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 which he reigns, Shall give him nobler praise. 'Peace be within thy walk." ft mr Psalm 122. Xj * m# 115 1 With joy we hail the sacred day Which God hath called his own ; With joy the summons we obey To worship at his throne. 2 Thy chosen temple, Lord, how fair I Where willing votaries 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. 5 Great God, we hail the sacred day Which thou hast called thine own : With joy the summons we obey To worship at thy throne. 116 C. M. 1 Come, dearest Lord, and feed thy sheep, On this sweet day of rest; Oh bless this flock, and make this fold Enjoy a heavenly rest ! 46 THE LORD'S DAY. VALENTIA. O. M. 32- -+-* -&- m £ -t-fi-t- fcfc ^£2 -W W &- -W~^ ttt $t i :£# =1: ^— #- :g=t^z ^ £ -#- £=t *-*- f=^F 2 Welcome and precious to my soul Are these sweet days of love ; But what a Sabbath shall I keep When I shall rest above ! 3 I come, I wait, I hear, I pray j Thy footsteps, Lord, I trace ; Here, in Thine own appointed way, I wait to see Thy face. H7 Lev. 19: 30. C.M. 1 Frequent the day of God returns To shed its quick' ning beams ; And yet how slow devotion burns, How languid are its flames ! 2 Accept our faint attempts to love, Our frailties, Lord, forgive ; We would be like thy saints above, And praise thee while we live. 3 Increase, Lord, our faith and hope, And fit us to ascend, Where the assembly ne'er breaks up, The Sabbath ne'er shall end. 4 There we shall breathe in heav'nly air, With heav'nly lustre shine ; Before the throne of God appear, And feast on love divine. 118 Isa.mil. 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. I I I 2 Show us some token of thy love Our fainting hope to raise, And pour thy blessing from above That we may render praise. 119 Psalm 5 - 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 my face. Doxology. Glory to God the Father be, Glory to God the Son, Glory to God the Holy Ghost, Glory to God alone. C.M. 47 THE LORD'S DAY, AND MIGDOL. L. M. 120 Eeb.4:9. L.M. 1 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we low, But there's a nobler rest above: To that our longing souls aspire, With cheerful hope and strong desire. 2 No more fatigue, no more distress, Nor sin nor hell shall reach the place; No groans to mingle with the songs Which warble from immortal tongues. 3 No rude alarms of raging foes ; No cares to break the long repose ; No midnight shade, no clouded sun, — But sacred, high, eternal noon ! 4 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. _, _,-, "Remember the Sabbath day, to t tic l^Jl heepithohj." Oj. 1U. 1 Another six days' work is done ; Another Sabbath is begun : Return, my soul, unto thy rest; Enjoy the day thy God hath blest. 3 Oh that our thoughts and thanks may rise, As grateful incense to the skies ! And draw from heaven that calm repose. Which none but he who feels it knows ; 3 That heavenly calm within the breast! It is the pledge of that dear 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, How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend, In hope of one that ne'er shall end! 122 Psalm 5: 3. L. M. 1 My opening eyes with rapture see The dawn of thy returning daj T ; My thoughts, 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 soui shall rise on joyful wing, The wonders of thy love declare, And join the strains which angels sing. Joy in the Hovse of God. Psalm 84. L.M. 123 1 Great God, attend, while Zion sings The joy that from thy presence springs : To spend one day with thee on earth, Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 2 Might I enjoy the meanest place Within thy house, God of grace, Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power Should tempt my feet to leave thy door. 3 God is our sun — he makes our day ; God is our shield — he guards our way From all th' assaults of hell and sin, iFrom foes without and foes within. 48 THE HOLY SCRIPTURES. VANHALL'S HYMN. L. M. fet -J-K d: m -iS- afc*: 5t bstut -*n^— z^ ThTf^" s ■^-r! M ^J j2 f2--». -02--* £=P= tztzt ^_ -|«^|C^ZJ^_ t-^t-^l TM -M- =3= £=* 3 tsfc A± .fcfS ts*- 5-« W ^-- ahr-al-gj ' w^ir&- .{Z. jp.±JL(2- Ms &&- :fi^-tuz- -&-0-IZ— I .|BiJEpZ JTl 1" -fcHS>— 4 All needful grace will God bestow, And crown that grace with glory too ; He gives us all things, and withholds No real good from upright souls. 5 God, our King, whose sovereign sway The glorious host of heaven obey, Display thy grace, exert thy power, Till all on earth thy name adore 1 124r Fsalm 19 - L. M. 1 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise ! Oh, bless the world with heavenly light ! Thy gospel makes the simple wise : Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. 2 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. 125 **>• 10: 2 - L. M. 1 I love the sacred book of God ! No other can its place supply ; It points me to his own abode ; It gives me wings, and bids me fly. 2 Sweet Book ! in thee my eyes discern The vei-y image of my Lord ; From thine instructive page I learn The joys his presence will afford. 3 In thee I read my title clear To mansions that will ne'er decay ; — Dear Lord, oh, when wilt thou appear, And bear thy prisoner away ? 4 While I am here, these leaves supply His place, and tell me of his love ; I read with faith's discerning eye, And gain a glimpse of joys above. 5 I know in them the Spirit breathes To animate his people here ; Oh, may these truths prove life to all, Till in his presence we appear ! 126 Gal. 4: 6. 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. 2 Great Comforter ! to thee we cry ; highest gift of God most high ! fount of life ! fire of love ! Send sweet anointing from above ! 3 Kindle our senses from above, And make our hearts o'er flow 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. Doxology. £,. flf; Praise God, from whom all blessings flow ; Praise him, all creatures here below ; Praise him above, ye heavenly host ; Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost. 49 ADVENT, AND ANTIOCH. C. M. -g- . I I s fs 127 Christ's Mission. Isa. 61 : 1—3. 1 Hark, the glad sound ! the Saviour comes, The Saviour promised long ; Let everj- heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song. 2 He' comes, the prisoner to release, In Satan's bondage held; The gates of brass before him burst, . The iron fetters yield. 3 He comes, from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray, And on the eyes long closed in night To pour celestial day. 4 He comes, the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure, And, with the treasures of his grace, Enrich the humble poor. 5 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim, And heaven's eternal arches ring With thy beloved name. -t f-\ q "0 let the nations be alad and sing r\ -\r JL*SO for joy."— Ps. 98. u * iu * 1 Joy to the world, the Lord is come ! Let earth receive her King ; Let every heart prepare Him room, And heav'n and nature sing. 2 Joy to the earth, the Saviour reigns ; Let men their songs employ ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills, anil plains, Repeat the sounding joy. V V «-> The First and Second Coming of cs TUT ±33 Christ. »• Jn -' 1 The Advent of our God Our prayers must now employ, And we must meet Him on His road With hymns of holy joy., 2 The Everlasting Son Incarnate deigns to be : Himself a servant's form puts on, To set His people free. 3 Daughter of Zion, rise, And greet th} 7 lowly King, And do not wickedly despise The mercies He wili bring. S.M t 4 As Judge, in clouds of light, He will come down again, And all His scattered saints unite With Him in Heaven to reign. 5 Before that dreadful day May all our sins be gone ; May the old man be put away, And the new man put on 1 6 Praise to the Saviour-Son, From all the angel host : Like praise be to the Father done, And to the Holy Ghost. -» cyA " When the Son of Man shall -l-04fc come in Sis glory." 1 The Son of Man shall come With acgel hosts around,. 'Mid darkening sun and falling stars, And trumpet's solemn sound. 2 Awake, ye slumbering souls, ;It is no time for rest ; He comes, as comes the lightning flash Shining from east to west. 3 Thy servants, Lord, prepare For that tremendous day ; Fill every heart with watchful care, And stir us up to pray. 4 Help us to wait the hour In toil and holy fear, When, manifested with Thy saints, Thou shalt again appear. 52 THE SECOND ADVENT. HAYDN. S. M. 5 Then, when the wailing earth Thy sign in heaven shall see, Thou shalt send forth Thine angel band To gather us to Thee. -t n er "Even so, come, Lord Jesus." o Tir JLoO Bev. 22 : 20. "• aL ' 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 love waxes cold, Its steps are faint and slow ; Faith now is lost in unbelief; Hope's lamp burns dim and low. 4 Come ! for creation groans, Impatient of thy stay, Worn out with these long years of ill, These ages of delay. 5 Come, and make all things new; Build up this ruined earth ; Restore our faded Paradise — Creation's second birth ! 6 Come, and begin thy reign Of everlasting peace ; Come, take the kingdom to thyself, Great King of righteousness ! 136 "Sow long, Lord, holy and true." S. M. 1 The Church has waited long Her absent Lord to see ; And still in loneliness she waits, A friendless stranger she. 2 How long, Lord our God, Holy and true and good, Wilt thou not judge thy suffering church, Her sighs and tears and blood?" 3 Saint after saint on earth Has lived, and loved, and died ; And as they left us one by one, We laid them side by side. 4 We laid them down to sleep, But not in hope forlorn ; We laid them but to ripen there, Till the last glorious morn. 5 We long to hear thy voice, To see thee face to face, To share thy crown and glory then, As now we share thy grace. 6 Come, Lord ! and wipe away The curse, the sin, the stain, And make this blighted world of ours Thine own fair world again. Doxology. S. M. The Father and the Son And Spirit we adore ; We praise, we bless, we worship thee, Both now and evermore ! 53 ADVENT, CHRISTMAS, AND "WATCHMAN. 7s. Double. r^& f p r * v ^—?-0 t=fcfe *r 1 tH * -i «->'">' "TFiafcfcmon, »c7ia< of the night" J-O/ Isaiah 21: 11. 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 I 2 Watchman, does its beauteous ray Aught of joy or hope foretell ? Traveler, j r es : it brings the day, Promised day of Israel. 3 Watchman, tell us of the night: Higher yet that star ascends. Traveler, blessedness and light, Peace and truth, its course portends. 4 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 ! 5 Watchman, tell us of the night, For the morning seems to dawn. Traveler, darkness takes its flight, Doubt and terror are withdrawn. 6 Watchman, let thy wand'rings cease; Hie thee to thy quiet home. 7s. Traveler, lo! the Prince of Peace, Lo ! the Son of God is come ! ■t oo "Christ is born in Bethlehem" iy_ lOO Luke 2: 13, 14. 4S » 1 Hark ! the herald angels sing, "Glory td the new-born King! Peace on earth, and mercy mild; God and sinners reconciled." 2 Joyful, all ye nations, rise ; Join the triumphs of the skies; With th' angelic hosts proclaim, "Christ is born in Bethlehem." 3 Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Teace! Hail, the Sun of Righteousness I Light and life to all he brings, Ris'n with healing in his wings. 4 Let us then with angels sing, "Glory to the new-born King! — Peace on earth, and mercy mild; God and sinners reconciled !" 139 "The Heavenly theme." 7S« 1 Now begin the heavenly theme, Sing aloud of Jesus' name; Ye who his salvation prove, Triumph in redeeming love. 54 NEW YEAR. HOETOW. 7s. 2 Mourning souls, dry up your tears, Banish all your guilty fears ; See your guilt and curse remove, Canceled by redeeming love, 3 "Welcome, all by sin oppressed, Welcome to his sacred rest : Nothing brought him from above, Nothing but redeeming love. 4 Hither, then, your music bring, Strike aloud each joyful string : Mortals, join the hosts above, Join to praise redeeming love ! 14rO New Year. 7s. 1 While with ceasless course the sun Hasted through the former year, Many souls their race have run, Never more to meet us here. 2 Fix'd in an eternal state, They have done with all below ; We a little longer wait, But how little — none can know. 3 As the winged arrow flies, Speedily the mark to find ; As the lightning from the skies, Darts and leaves no trace behind : 4 Swiftly thus our fleeting days Bear us down life's rapid stream ; Upwards, Lord, our spirits raise, All below is but a dream. 5 Thanks for mercies past receive, Pardon of our sins renew ; Teach us henceforth how to live, With eternity in view. 6 Bless thy word to young and old, Fill us with the Saviour's love ; And when life's short tale is told, May we dwell with thee above. 14rl New Tear. 7S. 1 For thy mercy and thy grace, Faithful through another year, Hear our song of thankfulness, Father and Redeemer ! hear. 2 In our weakness and distress, Rock of strength ! be thou our stay ; In the pathless wilderness Be our true and living way. 3 Who of us death's awful road In the coming vear shall tread ? With thy rod and staff, God ! Comfort thou his dying head. 4 Keep us faithful, keep us pure, Keep us evermore thine own ; Help, oh help us to endure ; Fit us for the promised crown. Doxology. 7S» Praise the name of God most high, Praise him, all below the sky, Praise him, all ye heav'nly host, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 55 ADVENT. AUTUMN. 8s&7s. Double. 14r2 Birth of Clirist.—LuJce 2 : 14. 8S & 7s. 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 chant in hymns of joy ; " Glory in the highest, glory ! Glory be to God most high 1 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 ; 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 ! " 6 Let us learn the wondrous story Of our great Redeemer's birth, Spread the brightness of his glory, Till it cover all the earth. 14,3 "The Desireof all Nations." 8s&7s# 1 Come, thou long-expected Jesus, Born to set thy people free ; From our fears and sins release us ; Let us find our rest in thee. 2 Israel's strength and consolation, Hope of all the earth thou art ; Dear desire of every nation, Joy of every longing heart. 3 Born, thy people to deliver ; Born a child, and yet a king ; Born to reign in us forever, Now thy gracious kingdom bring. 4 By thine own eternal Spirit, Rule in all our hearts alone ; By thine all-sufficient merit, Raise us to thy glorious throne. 1zL4- "Over all, God blessed forever." o c ft. n a 1 Crown his head with endless blessing, Who, in God the Father's name, With compassions never ceasing, Comes salvation to proclaim. 2 Lo ! Jehovah, we adore thee ; Thee, our Saviour ; thee, our God ! From his throne his beams of glory Shine through all the world abroad. 3 Jesus, thee our Saviour hailing Thee, our God, in praise we own ; Highest honors, never failing, Rise eternal round thy throne. 4 Now, ye saints, his power confessing, In your grateful strains adore ; For his mercy, never ceasing, Flows, and flows for evermore. 56 CHRISTMAS AND SECOND ADVENT. VESPERS. 8a&7s. N h 1 1 M :*=&: iii ffifc v— £ 5 re -•-ri*- 1 — 5-6- -w--i 1 — F— -(2- -I F-r» — — <0 — h — H -v— fr- _^_ *£ 15 i tf±=± 1 S -N— & •$f- «i 184=? -e-i-B-^e-. — 0- &*-P- -*- &£=j! H*Z- -#- > -f"-. :£ mm& » -war "Being the brightness of his Co ft- 7 C JL4fcO glory."-keb. 1:3. Oh«<&. 1 Brightness of the Father's glory, Shall thy praise unuttered lie ? Break, my tongue, such guilty silence ; Sing the Lord who came to die. 2 Did archangels sing thy coming? Did the shepherds learn their lays ? Shame would cover me, ungrateful, Should my tongue refuse to praise. 3 From the highest throne in glory To the cross of deepest woe, All to ransom guilty captives ! Flow, my praise, forever flow. 4 Re-ascend, immortal Saviour ! Leave thy footstool, take thy throne : Thence return, and reign forever; Be the kingdom all thine own. "And the Light shineth in dark- ness." — John 1: 9. 8s&7s. 146 1 Light of those whose dreary dwelling Borders on the shades of death ! Rise on us, thyself revealing, Rise and chase the clouds beneath. 2 Thou, of heaven and earth Creator ! In our deepest darkness rise ; Scatter all the night of nature; Pour the day upon our eyes. 3 Still we wait for thine appearing ; Life and joy thy beams impart, Chasing all our fears, and cheering Every poor, benighted heart. 4 By thine all-suflicient merit, Every burdened soul release ; Every weary, wandering spirit Guide into thy perfect peace. Second Advent. 14:7 Joel 2:1. 8S&7S. 1 Hark! an awful voice is sounding, "Christ is nigh ! " it seems to say ; ' ' Cast away the dreams of darkness, ye children of the day ! " 2 Startled at the solemn warning, Let the earth-bound soul arise ; Christ, her Sun, all sloth dispelling, Shines upon the morning skies. 3 Lo, the Lamb, so long expected, Comes with pardon down from heaven; Let us haste, with tears of sorrow, One and all, to be forgiven. 4 So, when next he comes with glory, Wrapping all the earth in fear, With His mercy He may shield us, And with words of love draw near. 5 Honor, glory, virtue, merit, To the Father and the Son, With the Everlasting Spirit, While eternal ages run. Doxology. 8s & 7s. Praise the God of our salvation ; Praise the Father's boundless love • Praise the Lamb, our expiation ; Praise the Spirit from above. 57 CHRISTMAS AND STIRLING. L. M. 148 Lulce 2 : 11. L.M, 1 When Jordan hushed his waters still, And silence slept on Zion's hill, When Bethlehem's shepherds through the night, Watched o'er their flocks by starry light — 2 Hark 1 from the midnight hills around, A voice of more than mortal sound, In distant hallelujahs stole, Wild murmuring o'er the raptured soul. 3 On wheels of light, on wings of flame, The glorious hosts of Zion came ; High heaven with songs of triumph rang, While thus they struck their harps and sung : 4 "0 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." 149 The Star of Bethlehem. Matt'h. 2 : 9. L.M, 1 When marshaled on the nightly plain. The glittering host bestud the sky, One star alone, of all the train, Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. 2 Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem ; But one alone, the Saviour speaks : It is the Star of Bethlehem. 3 Once on the raging seas I rode: The storm was loud, the night was dark; The ocean yawned, and rudely blowed The wind that tossed my foundering bark. 4 Deep horror then my vitals froze; Death-struck I ceased the tide to stem ; When suddenly a star arose 1 It was the star of Bethlehem. 5 It was my guide, my light, my all ; It bade my dark forebodings cease ; And thro' the storm, and danger's thrall, It led me to the port of peace. 6 Now safely moored, my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in night's diadem, For ever and for evermore, The Star — the Star of Bethlehem ! T P\(~\ ^ Hymn of the Reformation on J,, ]JJ x *-* ^ the Birth of Christ. 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 Once did the skies before thee bow ; A virgin's arms contain thee now: Angels, who did in thee rejoice, Now listen for thine infant voice. 58 NEW YEAE. LAMBIC. Ii. M. Andanlino. G. KlNGSLEY. 3 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. 4 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. 5 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 praise. 151 New Tear. I.M. 1 Our Helper, God ! we bless thy name, The same thy power, thy grace the same ; The tokens of thy loving care Open and crown and close the year. 2 Amid ten thousand snares we stand, Supported by thy guardian hand ; And see, when we survey our ways, Ten thousand monuments of praise. 3 Thus far thine arm hath led us on ; Thus far we make thy mercy known ; And, while we tread this desert land, New mercies shall new songs demand. 4 Our grateful souls on Jordan's shore Shall raise one sacred pillar more ; Then bear, in thy bright courts above, Inscriptions of immortal love. 152 New Year. L. M. 1 Great God, we sing that mighty hand, By which supported, still we stand ; The op'ning year thy mercy shows, Let mercy crown it till it close. 2 By day, by night, at home, abroad, Still we are guarded by our God , By his incessant bounty fed, By his unerring counsel led. 3 "With grateful hearts the past we own ; The future, all to us unknown, We to thy guardian care commit, And peaceful leave before thy feet. 4 In scenes exalted or depress'd, Be thou our joy, and thou our rest; Thy goodness all our hope shall raise, Adord through all our changing days. 5 When death shall interrupt these songs, And seal in silence mortal tongues, Our Helper, God, in whom we trust, In better worlds, our souls shall boast. Doxology. Lit M» To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, three in one, Be honor, praise, and glory given, By all on earth, and all in heaven. 59 CHRISTMAS, EPIPHANY LENOX. H. M. ■*■&?(-> "Good tidings of great joy." tt tut -LOO Luke 2 : 13, 14. **• m « 1 Hark! hark! the notes of joy Boll 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 sound draws nigh, — The joyful host descends; Jesus forsakes the sky, To earth his footsteps bends ; He comes to bless our fallen race ; He comes with messages of grace. 3 Bear, bear the tidings round! Let every mortal know What love in God is found, What pity he can show : Ye winds that blow, ye waves that roll, Bear the glad news from pole to pole. 4 Strike, strike the harps again, To great Immanuel's name ! Arise, ye sons of men, And all his grace proclaim : Angels and men, wake every string, 'Tis God the Saviour's praise we sing! 154r The Tear of Jubilee.— Luke 4: 19. 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 has come ; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 2 Jesus, our great High Priest, Hath full atonement made: Ye weary spirits, rest ; Ye mournful souls, be glad : The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 3 Exalt the Lamb of God, The sin-atoning Lamb ; Redemption in his blood To all the world proclaim : The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 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. 60 LORD'S DAY, &c. LISCHEE. H. M. n mm^m Communion of Saints. -t gr k "One iord, one faith, one bap- tt "et 155 tem. J '-4ft.4:5. H * M « 1 One sole baptismal 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 offering. 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. H.M. 156 Lord's Day. H,M 1 Welcome, delightful morn, Thou day of sacred rest ! I hail thy kind return ; — Lord, make these moments blest: From the low train of mortal toys, 1 soar to reach immortal joys. 2 Now may the King descend And fill his throne of grace ; Thy scepter, Lord, extend, While saints address thy face : Let sinners feel tby quickening word, And learn to know and fear the Lord. 3 Descend, celestial Dove, With all thy quickening powers ; Disclose a Saviour's love, And bless the sacred hours : Then shall my soul new life obtain, Nor Sabbaths be enjoyed in vain. Laying of a Corner-Stone. < p-w "Clirist is our Corner-stone." -LO/ Eph. 2:20. 1 Christ is our corner-stone ; On him alone we build ; With his true saints alone The courts of heaven are filled : On his great love I Of present grace Our hopes we place, | And joys above. 2 Oh, then, with hymns of praise These hallowed courts shall ring ! Our voices we will raise, The Three in One to sing ; And thus proclaim I Both loud and long, In joyful song, | That glorious Kame. 3 Here, gracious God, do thou For evermore draw nigh ; Accept each faithful vow, And mark each suppliant sigh : In copious shower, I Each holy day, On all who pray, | Thy blessings pour. 4 Here may we gain from heaven The grace which we implore, And may that grace, once given, Be with us evermore, — Until that day I To endless rest When all the blest | Are called away. 61 EPIPHANY, LENT, AND MISSIONARY CHANT. "He shall have dominion from sea L.M. -LOO < sea."— Psalm 72. 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 People and realms of every tongue Dwell on his love with sweetest song ; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on his name. 3 Blessings abound where'er he reigns; The prisoner leaps to loose his chains ; The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are blest. 4 Let every creature rise and bring Peculiar honors to our King: Angels descend with songs again, And earth repeat the loud Amen ! 159 Reign of (he Messiah.— Isa. 60. L. M. 1 Rise, crowned with light; great Salem, rise ! Exalt thy head, and lift thine eyes ; See a long race thy courts adorn, Of sons and daughters yet unborn. 2 See nations at thy gates attend, And lowly in thy temple bend ; See crowds on every side arise, Eager to mount above the skies. 3 See heaven its portals wide display. And pour on thee a flood of dayl Thy day shall shine forever bright, For God himself shall be thy light. 4 What though the skies in smoke decay, Rocks fall, and mountains melt away! Fixed is his word, his power remains : Thy glorious King, Messiah, reigns ! 1 /-»/-\ "Is there no Physician there f" t tit -LOU j er . 8:22. -L. Jtt. 1 Why droops my soul, with grief oppressed ? Whence these wild tumults in my breast? Is there no balm to heal my wound ? No kind physician to be found ? 2 Raise to the cross thy weeping eyes ; Behold, the Prince of glory dies! He dies extended on the tree, Thence sheds a sovereign balm for thee. 3 Dear Saviour ! at thy feet I lie, Here to receive a cure, or die ; But grace forbids that painful fear — Oh, boundless grace ! it triumphs here 4 Expand, my soul, with holy joy ; Hosannas be thy blest employ, Salvation thy eternal theme, — And swell the song with Jesus' name ! 161 Gethsemane. 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 ; Ev'n 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, who 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,- 62 PASSION WEEK. WARD. Ii. M. IRQ "It is finished." -John 19 : 30. J,, 1 '"Tis finished !" — so the Saviour cried And meekly bowed his head, and died : '"Tis finished!" — yes, the race is run, The battle fought, the victory won. 2 '"Tis finished!" — all that heaven foretold By prophets in the days of old ; And truths are opened to our view, That kings and prophets never knew. 3 '"Tis finished!" — Son of God, thy power Hath triumphed in this awful hour ; And yet, our eyes with sorrow see That life to us was death to thee. 4 '"Tis finished!" — let the joyful sound Be heard through all the nations round ; '"Tis finished! —let the echo fly Thro' heaven and hell, thro' earth and sky. 163 The Song of Songs.— Rev. 5 : 9-13. L. M. 1 Come, let us sing the song of songs — The saints in heaven began the strain — The homage which to Christ belongs : "Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain !" 2 Slain to redeem us by his blood, To cleanse from every sinful stain, And make us kings and priests to God — "Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain!" 3 To him who suffered on the tree, Our souls, at his soul's price, to gain, Blessing, and praise, and glory be : "Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain ! " 4 To him, enthroned by filial right, All power in heaven and earth proclaim, Honor, and majesty, and might : "Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain!" 5 Long as we live, and when we die, And while in heaven with him we reign ; This song our song of songs shall be: "Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain ! " 1 f\A Crucifixion to the world by the t tut iurr cross of Christ.- Gal. 6: 14. Li ' JL * 1 When I survey the wondrous cross On which the Prince of Glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride. 2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the cross of Christ, my God ; , All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to thy blood. 3 See, from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down ; Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose a Saviour's crown ? 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a tribute far too small ; Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my life, my soul, my all. Horology, lit M» To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, Be honor, praise, and glory given, By all on earth and all in heaven. 63 EPIPHANY, LENT, AND WEBB. 7s&6s. Double. J J *^ *-n-E»-rg- ? E li 7s & 8s 1 s\ g- "All nations shall be blest in 1DO Him."— Psalm 72. 1 Hail to the Lord's Anointed, Great David's greater Son ! Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun ! He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free ; To take away transgression, And rule in equity. 2 He 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. 3 Kings shall fall down before him, And gold and incense bring; All nations shall adore him, His praise all people sing : For he shall have dominion O'er river, sea, and shore, Far as the eagle's pinion, Or dove's light wing can soar. John 19: 2. 7S & Gs. 166 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, 1 joy to call thee mine. 2 What thou, my Lord, hast suffered Was all for sinners' gain ; Mine, mine was the transgression, But thine the deadly pain ; Lo, here I fall, my Saviour! 'Tis I deserve thy place ; Look on me with thy favor, Vouchsafe to me thy grace. 3 What language shall I borrow To thank thee, dearest Friend, For this thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end ? Oh, make me thine forever ; And should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never Outlive my love to thee 1 4 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. 64 PASSION WEEK. CBUCIFIX. 7s & 6s. D. 167 Eeb.2:9. 1 Lord Jesus, by Thy Passion, To Thee I make my prayer ; Thou who in mercy smitest, Have mercy, Lord, and spare : wash me in the fountain That floweth from Thy side ; O clothe me in the raiment Thy Blood hath purified. 2 hold Thou up my goings, And lead from strength to strength, That unto Thee in Zion I may appear at length : O make my spirit worthy To join that ransomed throng; teach my lips to utter That everlasting song. 3 give that last, best blessing That even saints can know, To follow in Thy footsteps Wherever Thou dost go. Not wisdom, might, or glory, 1 ask to win above ; I ask for Thee, Thee only, Thou Eternal Love ! -l oq "He hath borne our griefs, and ij_ jl -LOO carried our sorrows. — Is. 53 : 4. ° * 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 stain remains. 2 I lay my wants on Jesus ; All fullness dwells in him ; He heals all my diseases, He doth my soul redeem: I lay my griefs on Jesus, My burdens and my cares, He from them all releases, He all my sorrow shares. 3 I rest my soul on Jesus, This weary soul of mine ; His right hand me embraces, I on his breast recline. I love the name of Jesus, Immanuel, Christ, the Lord; Like fragrance on the breezes, His name abroad is poured. 4 I long to be like Jesus, Meek, loving, lowly, mild; fig. I long to be like Jesus, The Father's holy child : I long to be with Jesus Amid the heavenly throng, To sing with saints his praises, To learn the angels' song. 65 LENT, AND FOUNTAIN. C. M. T£»r\ There is a fountain filled with ft «■ LOy blood. Zech.U:l. ^. JJl. 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 may I, though vile as he, "Wash all my sins away. 3 Dear dying Lamb ! thy precious blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransomed church of God Are saved, to sin no more. 4 Since first, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be, till I die. 5 And when this feeble, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave, Then, in a nobler, sweeter song, I'll sing thy power to save. ^70 Matth.21i45. C.M 1 Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed, And did my Sov' reign die? Would he devote that sacred head For such a worm as I ? 2 Was it for crimes that I had done, He groan'd upon the tree? Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! And love beyond degree ! t-pt-sr 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. 171 "Turn Thee unto me, and have mercy upon me." C.M. 1 thou, whose tender mercj T hears Contrition's humble sigh ; Whose hand indulgent wipes the tears From sorrow's weeping eye ; 2 See, Lord, before th}- throne of grace, A wretched wanderer mourn : Hast thou not bid me seek thy face ? Hast thou not said — " Return" ? 3 And shall my guilty fears prevail To drive me from thy feet ? Oh, let not this dear refuge fail, This only safe retreat ! 4 Absent from thee, my Guide! my Light! Without one cheering ray, Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night. How desolate my way ! 66 PASSION WEEK. EEITEB. C. M. Geo. Kingsley. 5 Oh, sliine on this benighted heart, With beams of mercy shine ! And let thy healing voice impart A taste of joy divine. 1 yy O Restoring grace. Jer. 3 : 22. (J. JJI, 1 How oft, alas ! this wretched heart Has wander' d from the Lord ! How oft my roving thoughts depart, Forgetful of his word. 2 Yet sov' reign mercy calls, "Return;" Dear Lord, and may I come ! My vile ingratitude I mourn ; Oh take the wand'rer home ! 3 And canst thou, wilt thou yet forgive, And bid my crimes remove? And shall a pardon d rebel live To speak thy wondrous love ? 4 Almighty grace, thy healing pow'r, How glorious, how divine ! That can to life and bliss restore So vile a heart as mine. 5 Thy pard'ning love, so free, so sweet. Dear Saviour, I adore ; Oh keep me at thy sacred feet, And let me rove no more. 173 The Safe Retreat. Ps. 145: 18. Ct M, 1 Dear Father, 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 ; Oh, let thy kind, thy gracious word Sustain my trembling heart ! 4 Oh, never let my soul remove From this divine retreat ! Still let me trust thy power and love, And dwell beneath thy feet. 174, Matt. 26: 41. CM. 1 Alas! what hourly dangers rise, What snares beset my way 1 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 ! increase my faith and hope When foes 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. 67 1 iy £? Gazing on the Cross. J- / O Matt. 27 : 36. 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'll sit, forever viewing Mercy's streams, in streams of blood; Precious drops my soul bedewing Plead and claim my peace with God. 3 Here it is I find my heaven, While upon the Lamb I gaze ; Here I see my sins forgiven, Lost in wonder, love, and praise. 4 May I still enjoy this feeling, In all need to Jesus go ; Prove his blood each day more healing, And himself more deeply know. -• *yf* Prayer for Deliverance from o. c, m 1 Suff'ring Son of Man, be near me, All my suff rings to sustain, By thy sorer griefs to cheer me, By thy more than mortal pain . 2 By thy fainting in the garden, By thy bloody sweat, I pray, Write upon my heart the pardon ; Take my sins and fears away. 4 By thy death I now implore thee, Lord! my dying soul befriend; Make me lovingly adore thee, Make me faithful to the end. 3 By the travail of thy spirit, By thine outcry on the tree, By thine agonizing merit, In my pangs, remember me ! Glorying in the cross. o„ d. n„ 177 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 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, By the cross are sanctified; Peace is there, that knows no measure, Joys that through all time abide. 4 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. 178 Psalm 103: 13. Ss & 7s. 1 Jesus, full of all compassion, Hear Thy humble suppliant's cry; Let me know Thy great salvation; See, I languish, faint, and die; 2 Guilty, but with heart relenting, Overwhelmed with helpless grief, Prostrate at Thy feet, repenting, I Send, oh, send me quick relief. 68 PASSION WEEK. VESPER HYMN. 8s & 7s. ri=J=F«- 3= =Pp= 3Ti * *— #" %4 : ^ — i — i — -i-l 1 r-f- Hi #— fi~ 3 Whither should a wretch be flying, But to Him who comfort gives ? Whither, from the dread of dying, But to Him who ever lives ? 4 Saved ! the deed shall spread new g Through the shining realms above ; Angels sing the pleasing story, All enraptured with Thy love. 5 God of God, the One-Begotten, Light of Light, Immanuel, In whose Body, joined together, All the saints forever dwell, 6 Pour upon us of Thy fulness, That we may for evermore God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Ghost adore. 179 John 14 : 13. 8s & 7s. 1 Humbly now, with deep contrition, We Thy mercy, Lord, entreat, Now, as mourning, weeping, kneeling, We bow down before Thy feet. 2 Father, in the day of anguish, And of darkness, and of shame, Cling we to that precious promise Made to us in Jesus' name. * 3 For His sake, our great Redeemer, Through His death of wondrous love, Dare we to approach the footstool Of Thy mighty throne above : 4 Aye, through Him who bore in sorrow, Bore in want, in woe, and strife, This same weight of human weakness, This same weary human life. 5 Through His Name, and by His merits, Whom we worship and adore, For His blessed sake, we pray Thee, Hear us, spare us evermore. 6 By His hour of mortal weakness, Give Thine erring children strength, That they bear the burden bravely, That they win the crown at length. 180 (Closing Hymn.) 8s & 7s. 1 May the grace of Christ the Saviour, And the Father's boundless love, With the Holy Spirit's favor, Rest upon us from above. 2 Thus may we abide in union With each other and the Lord, And possess, in sweet communion, Joys which earth can not afford. Doxology. 8S & 7s. Praise the God of our salvation, Praise the Fathers's boundless love; Praise the Lamb, our expiation ; Praise the Spirit from above :. Praise the Fountain of salvation, Him by whom our spirits live ; Undivided adoration To the one Jehovah give ! 69 PASSION WEEK, AND BOYLSTON. S. M. 33 ^~- -&- ~5~m i£=.zt -*-&—&- 4 g -S>- EE fe ^ -sh 5 - -ftna- 33^33 3 ■#■ ■#■ -fit" zJ=g=5E i=£i-s- -(SL ££ i ■p-- e £ ^ F 181 Behold the Lamb of God. John 1 : 29. 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 cursed tree, And hopes her guilt was there. 5 Believing, we rejoice To see the curse remove ; We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, And sing his bleeding love. -< ci(-> "My God, my God, why hast thou cj tut JlO/4 forsaken me."— Matt. 27: 46. "••'"■• 1 O'erwhelmed in depths of woe, Upon the tree of scorn Hangs the Redeemer of mankind, With racking anguish torn. 2 Hark ! with what awful cry His spirit takes its flight; That cry, it pierced His mother's heart, And whelmed her soul in night. 3 Earth hears, and to its base Rocks wildly to and fro ; Tombs burst; seas, rivers, mountains quake; The veil is rent in two. 4 The sun withdraws his light, The midday heavens grow pale, The moon, the stars, the universe, Their Maker's death bewail. 5 Shall man alone be mute ? Come, youth and hoary hairs, Come, rich and poor, come, all mankind, And bathe those feet in tears ! 6 Come, fall before His cross Who shed for us His blood ; Who died the Victim of pure love, To make us sons of God. Compassion of Clirist. Luke 19: 41. 183 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, O my soul ! He shed those tears for thee. 3 He wept that we might weep ; Each sin demands a tear : In heaven alone no sin is found, And weeping is not there. 70 S. M. EASTER. LABAN. S. M. 184r The Fifty-third Cliapter of Isaiah. 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. 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 his pain. 5 "I'll give him," saith the Lord, "A portion with the strong ; He shall possess a large reward, And hold his honors long." S.M. 1QK "The Lord is risen indeed.' - LOt -' John 24: 34. 1 "The Lord is risen indeed : " Now is his work performed ; Now is the mighty Captive freed, And death our foe disarmed. 2 " The Lord is risen indeed : " The Grave has lost his prey ; With him is risen the ransomed seed To reign in endless day. "The Lord is risen indeed :" He lives, to die no more ; He lives, the sinner's cause to plead, Whose curse and shame he bore. The Lord is risen indeed : " Attending angels, hear ; Up to the courts of heaven, with speed, The joyful tidings bear. 5 Then take your golden lyres, And strike each cheerful chord ; Join all the bright celestial choirs, To sing our risen Lord ! lg(3 New Year. g. M. "Our days are as an hand-breadth." Ps. 39: 5. 1 My few revolving years, How swift they glide away ! How short the term of life appears, When past — but as a day ! — 2 A dark and cloudy day, Made up of grief and sin ; A host of enemies without, Of guilty fears within. 3 Lord, through another year, If thou permit my stay, With watchful care may I pursue The true and living way ! Doxology. B« JHL» Praise to the Father be ; Praise to His only Son ; Praise to the blessed Paraclete, While endless ages run. 71 LENT, AND LITANY. 7s. D. 4 =S ■*=S: J. ih-j— aFM — * — i£— p • J - D.C. 0-i *— £ *-f—* * 75 1— •— = * — £ i»-r— • * 75 II 187 "Deep regret for follies past." Jer. 14 : 20. 1 God of mercy I God of love ! Hear our sad, repentant song; Sorrow dwells on every face, Penitence on every tongue. 2 Deep regret for follies past, Talents wasted, time misspent ; Hearts debased by wordly cares, Thankless for the blessings lent ; 3 Foolish fears and fond desires, Vain regrets for things as vain ; ! Lips too seldom taught to praise, Oft to murmur and complain ; 4 These, and every secret fault, Filled with grief and shame, we own : Humbled at thy feet we lie, Seeking pardon from thy throne. ]^ QQ The penitential plea. 1 Saviour, when in dust to thee Low we bend the adoring knee ; When repentant to the skies Scarce we lift our weeping ej*es ; Oh, by all the pains and woe Suffered once for man below, Bending from thy throng on high, Hear our solemn Litany ! 2 By thy helpless infant years ; By thy life of want and tears ; 7s. 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 I 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 I 7s, 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 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 ! 72 PASSION WEEK. COMFORT. 7s. D. 2QQ 1 Tim. l: 15. 1 Sovereign Ruler, Lord of all ! Prostrate at thy feet we fall; Hear, oh, hear our earnest cry ! Frown not, lest w.e faint and die. 2 Vilest of the sons of men, Chief of sinners, we have been ; Oft have sinned before thy face ; Trampled on thy richest grace. 3 Justly might the fatal dart Pierce our guilty, broken heart; Justly might thy righteous breath Doom us to eternal death. 4 Jesus ! save our dying soul ; Make our broken spirit whole : Humbled in the dust we lie , Saviour ! leave us not to die. 190 John 19 ; 30, 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 the 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 I" let us raise Songs of thankfulness and praise. 1Q] Gethsemane. ^S» 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 7g # 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 a gracious eye on me. 73 EASTER, ASCENSION, AND FEDERAL STREET. L. M. 1 f\f\ "0 death, where is thy sting ?' ±cf& iufce 24 : 46. 1 He dies ! the Friend of sinners dies ! Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around : A solemn darkness vails 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 tyrant Death in chains. 5 Say, "Live forever, glorious King, Born to redeem and strong to save ! Where now, Death, where is thy sting ? And where thy vict'ry, boasting Grave?" L. M.|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 now, To offer there thy precious Blood Once poured on earth a cleansing flood. 5 And thence the Church, thy chosen Brids, With countless gifts of grace supplied, Through all her members draws from thee Her hidden life of sanctity. 6 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. 194= The King of Glory. Psalm 24. L.M. 193 Isa 63: 3. 1 Saviour, who for man hast trod The winepress of the wrath of God, Ascend, and claim again on high, Thy glorjr 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. 1 Our Lord is risen from the dead ; Our Jesus is gone up on high ; The powers of hell are captive led, [■ jw- Dragged to the portals of the sky. 2 There his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay: "Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ! Ye everlasting doors! give way." 3 "Loose all your bars of massy light, And wide unfold th' ethereal scene ; He claims these mansions as his right ; Receive the King of glory in." 74 PENTECOST. FOBEST. 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." 1 f-\ pr "Tlie Lord, He is the King of -Lb>0 Glory."— Psalm 24. L.M 1 Lift up your heads, ye gates ! and wide Your everlasting doors display ; Ye angel-guards, like flames divide, And give the King of glory way. 2 Who is the King of glory ? — He, The Lord, omnipotent to save ; Whose own right arm, in victory, Led captive Death, and spoiled' the grave, 3 Lift up your heads, ye gates ! and high Your everlasting portals heave ; Welcome the King of glory nigh : Him must the heaven of heavens receive. 4 Who is the King of glory — who ? The Lord of hosts ; behold his name : The kingdom, power, and honor due, Yield him, ye saints, with glad acclaim ! 196 Prayer for the Guidance of the t -mir Spirit. • Ll ' **■• 1 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. 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 Which we must take to dwell with God; Lead us to Christ, the living way, Nor let us from his pastures stray. 4 Lead us to God, our final rest, To be with him for ever blest ; Lead us to heaven, its bliss to share — Fullness of joy for ever there I 197 Acts 2. L.M. 1 Spirit of mercy, truth, and love, Oh shed Thine influence from above! And still through endless time convey The wonders of this sacred day. 2 In every clime, by every tongue, Be God's surpassing glory sung ; Let all the listening earth be taught The wonders by our Saviour wrought. 3 Unfailing Comfort, Heavenly Guide, Still in our longing hearts abide ; Still let mankind Thy blessings prove, Spirit of mercy, truth and love. 75 EASTER, AND HENRY. C. M. LuTce 24; 34. CM. 198 1 The morning purples all the sky, The air with praises rings, Defeated hell stands sullen by, The world exulting sings : 2 While He, the King all strong to save, Rends the dark doors away, And through the breaches of the grave Strides forth into the day. 3 Death's captive, in his gloomy prison Fast fettered He has lain ; But He has mastered death, is risen, And death wears now the chain. 4 The shining angels cry, "Away With grief; no spices bring ; Not tears, but songs, this joyful day, Should greet the rising King !" 5 That thou our Paschal Lamb may'st be, And endless joy begin, Jesus, Deliverer, set us free From the dread death of sin. 6 Glory to God! our*glad lips cry; All praise and worship be On earth, in heaven, to God most High For Christ's great victory ! 199 t Cor. 15: 55. CM. 1 love ! which lightens all distress, Love, death cannot destroy ; O grave ! whose very emptiness To faith is full of joy 1 2 Let but that Love our hearts supply From heaven's exhaustless spring, Then grave, where is thy victory ? And death, where is thy sting ? 200 Redemption finished, C ju.» 1 Triumphant, Christ ascends on high, The glorious work complete, Sin, death, and hell, low vanquished lie, Beneath his awful feet. 2 There, with eternal glory crowned, The Lord, the Conqueror, reigns ; His praise the heavenly choirs resound In their immortal strains. Amid the splendors of his throne, Unchanging love appears ; The names he purchased for his own, Still on his heart he bears. 4 Oh ! the rich depths of love divine ! Of bliss a boundless store ! Dear Saviour, let me call thee mine ; I can not wish for more. 5 On thee alone my hope relies ; Beneath thy cross I fall, — My Lord, my life, my sacrifice, My Saviour, and my all ! 201 'Lift up your heads, ye gates." Psalm 24. CM. 1 Lift up your heads, eternal gates I Unfold, to entertain The King of glory; see ! he comes With his celestial train. 76 ASCENSION. BTEWBOLD. C. M. fe&E :n44 ^5=3 K_« L -J^T^* : tf— 0- =?: -7^- -0- m ■#- -s>- • -#- .1 1 1 1 1 1 — =fe m& tztztzt ■#-F- T—W^--& H^-iadVHnrrf-Fb ^ £^ t .MM £^ al-ri-]" dir^: ±i =t£ S^g< . 114= t) *ZtL 3*"§ t* 42-t-<^ •sJ-gj-'g'-a- -27 r -i5^: -»-€-4- -s»-=~#^ e -F : - PS^ • 1 J* "Pg£ -- -£2-*- -l5*- -S- ±t -g — &jg- -£2- £± 2 Who is the King of glory ? — who ? The Lord, for strength renowned; In battle mighty ; o'er his foes Eternal victor crowned. 3 Lift up your heads, ye gates ! unfold. In state to entertain The King of glory ; see ! he conies With all his shining train. 4 Who is the King of glory — who ? The Lord of hosts renowned ; Of glory he alone is King, Who is with glory crowned. 202 CM, Acts 1 : 9, 10. 1 ! for a shout of sacred joy To God, the sovereign King : Let all the lands their tongues employ And hymns of triumph sing. 2 Jesus, our God, ascends on high; His heavenly guards around Attend him rising through the sky, With trumpets' joyful sound. 3 While angels shout and praise their Kii Let mortals learn their strains ; Let all the earth his honor sing ; — O'er all the earth he reigns. 4 Rehearse his praise, with awe Let knowledge lead the song ; Nor mock him with a solemn sound Upon a thoughtless tongue. 203 Seb2:9. CM. 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. 5 They suffer with their Lord below, They reign with him above, Their profit and their joy to know The mystery of his love. 6 The cross he bore is life and health, Though shame and death to him; His people's hope, his people's wealth, Their everlasting theme. Doxology. C Jjl. Let God the Father, and the Son, And Spirit, be adored, Where there are works to make Him known, Or saints to love the Lord. 77 EASTER, AND HEEOLD. 7s. tryr\A -4™ ancient Hymn of the Resur- d\j-3z rection. 1 Jesus Christ is risen to-day — Our triumphant holy day — Who did once, upon the cross, Suffer to redeem our loss. 2 Hymns of praise then let us sing Unto Christ, our heavenly King ; Who endured the cross and grave, Sinners to redeem and save. 3 But the pain which he endured Our salvation hath procured; Honor, then, to him, and praise, Rising on this Day of days 1 'Clirist, the first-fruits." Luke 24 : 34. 7s, 205 1 Christ, the Lord is risen to-day 1 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 eclipse is o'er; Lo ! he sets iu blood no more. 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal — Christ hath burst the gates of hell : Death in vain forbids his rise, Christ hath opened paradise. 4 Lives again our glorious King ! Where, O Death, is now thy sting ? Once he died, our souls to save: Where's thy vie' try, boasting Grave? 5 Soar we now where Christ hath led, Foil' wing our exalted head : Made like him, like him we rise, Ours the cross, the grave, the skies! 206 Matt. 28:2. 7S. 1 Angels, roll the rock away ! Death, yield up thy mighty prey ! See, the Saviour leaves the tomb, Glowing with immortal bloom. 2 Hark ! the wondering angels raise Louder notes of joyful praise ; Let the earth's remotest bound Echo with the blissful sound. 3 Saints on earth, lift up your eyes ; Now to glory see Him rise In long triumph through the sky, Up to waiting worlds on high. 4 Heaven unfolds its portals wide ; Mighty Conqueror, through them ride ! King of glory, mount Thy throne! Boundless empire is Thine own. 5 Powers of heaven, seraphic choirs, Sing and sweep your golden lyres ; Sons of men, in humbler strain Sing your mighty Saviour's reign. 6 Every note with wonder swell, Sin o'erthrown, and captive hell ! Where, death, is now thy sting? Where thy terrors, vanquished king ? 78 PENTECOST. SEELYE. 7s. 207 Malt. 28: 6. 1 Morning breaks upon the tomb ; Jesus scatters all its gloom ; Day of triumph ! through the skies See the glorious Saviour rise ! 2 Christian, dry your flowing tears ; Chase those unbelieving fears ; Look on His deserted grave ; Doubt no more His power to save. 3 Ye, who are of death afraid, Triumph in the scattered shade ; Drive your anxious cares away, See the place where Jesus lay. 4 Lo ! the rising sun appears, Shedding radiance o'er the spheres; Lo ! returning beams of light Chase the terrors of the night. 208 "Holy Spirit, all Divine !" 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 ; Long hath sin, without control, Held dominion o'er my soul. 3 Holy Ghost, with joy divine, Cheer this saddened heart of mine ; Bid my many woes depart, Heal my wounded, bleeding heart ! 7s. 4 Holy Spirit, all Divine ! Dwell within this heart of mine ; Cast down every idol-throne ; Reign supreme, and reign alone! 209 The Spirit's influence sought. 7S» 1 Gracious Spirit, love divine ! Let thy light within me shine ; All my guilty fears remove, Fill me full of heav' n and love. 2 Speak thy pard'ning grace to me, ' Set the burden' d 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 me never from thee stray, Keep me in the narrow way ; Fill my soul with joy divine, Keep me, Lord, for ever thine. 210 1 Cor. 3 : 16. 7S. 1 Come', divine and peaceful Guest, Enter each devoted breast ; Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire, Kindle there the Gospel fire. 2 Bid our sin and sorrow cease ; Fill us with thy heavenly peace; Joy divine we then shall prove, Light of truth — and fire of love. 19 PENTECOST. DOWNS. C. M. -U -4~-H i—l- b J-4 =^ -H— J— -H~^ I— «— R -I— — -I* f gfe^ r : F=P I 211 Joftnl6:7. CM. 1 Come, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove, With all thy quick'ning pow'rs, Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours. 2 Look how we grovel here below, Fond of these trifling toys ; Our souls can neither fly nor go, To reach eternal joys. 3 In vain we tune our formal songs, In vain we strive to rise; Hosnnnas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies. 4 Dear Lord ! and shall we ever live At this poor, dying rate ? Our love so faint, so cold to thee, And thine to us so great? 5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavn'ly Dove, With all thy quick'ning pow'rs, Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, And that shall kindle ours. c%-\ c> Prayer for the witness of the Spirit, ft tut *3JL«3 ZCor.l: 22. ^.iu. 1 Why should the children of a King Go mourning all their days? Great Comforter ! descend and bring Some tokens of thy grace. 2 Dost thou not dwell in all thy saints, And seal them heirs of heaven ? When wilt thou banish my complaints, And show my sins forgiven ? 3 Assure my conscience of her part In my 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. 213 1 Cor. 2 : 10. CM. 1 Spirit Divine ! attend our prayer, And make our hearts thy home ; Descend with all thy gracious power : Come, Holy Spirit, come! 2 Come as the light : to us reveal Our sinfulness and woe ; And lead us in those paths of life Where all the righteous go. 3 Come as the fire, and purge our hearts, Like sacrificial flame : Let our whole soul an off'ring be To our Redeemer's name. 4 Come as the dew, and sweetly bless This consecrated hour; May barrenness rejoice to own Thy fertilizing power. 5 Come as the wind, with rushing sound, With Pentecostal grace ; And make the great salvation known, Wide as the human race. 80 PENTECOST. BOABDMAN. C. M. 6 Spirit Divine, attend our prayer, And make our hearts thy home ; Descend with all thy gracious power : Come, Holy Spirit, come! 214r John 16 : 7. CM. 1 Let songs of praises fill the sky ! Christ, our ascended Lord, Sends down His Spirit from on high, According to His word. 2 The Spirit, by His heavenly breath, New life creates within ; He quickens sinners from their death Of trespasses and sin. 3 The things of Christ the Spirit takes, And to our hearts reveals ; Our bodies He His temple makes, And our redemption seals. 4 Come, Holy Spirit, from above, "With Thy celestial fire ; Come, and with flames of zeal and love Our hearts and tongues inspire ! 215 Bom. 5: 5. CM. 1 Holy Spirit, Fount of Love, Blest Source of gifts divine, Kindle, we pray Thee,, from above, The inmost souls of Thine. 2 Bond of the sacred Trinity, Knit Thou our hearts in one, To know the blessed unity Of Father and of Son ! 3 Shed in each faithful heart abroad Love that doth all excel ; That God in us and we in God For evermore may dwell. 4 blessed Comforter, to Thee, With the Eternal Son, And with the Father, glory be, While endless ages run. <-» f £j "Teach me the way of (kg statutes." p fur & J-O p S alm 119. ^' m -» 1 that the Lord would guide my way3 To keep his statutes still ! 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, Nor act the liar's part. 3 Order my footsteps by thy word, And make my heart sincere ; Let sin have no dominion, Lord, But keep my conscience clear. 4 Make me to walk in thy commands — 'Tis a delightful road; Nor let my head nor heart nor hands Offend against my God. Doxologg. £, JJ, To praise the Father and the Son, And Spirit all divine, The One in Three, and Three in One, Let saints and angels join. 81 PENTECOST, THE CHURCH, DENNIS. S. M. 217 Jo/m 14: 26. S. 51. 1 Come, Holy Spirit! come; Let thy bright beams arise ; Dispel the sorrow from our minds, The darkness from our eyes. 2 Convince us of our sin ; Then lead to Jesus' blood, And to our wondering view reveal The mercies of our God. 3 Revive our drooping faith, Our doubts and fears remove, And kindle in our breasts the flame Of never-dying love. 4 'Tis thine to cleanse the heart, To sanctify the soul, • To pour fresh life in every part, And new-create the whole. 5 Come, Holy Spirit! come; Our minds from bondage free ; Then shall we know and praise and love The Father, Son and thee. 218 "I love thy kingdom, Lord."-Ps.l37. S.M. 1 I love thy kingdom, Lord, — The house of thine abode, The church our blest Redeemer saved With his own precious blood. 2 I love thy Church, God ! Her walls before thee stand, Dear as the apple of thine eye, And graven on thy hand. 3 For her my tears shall fall, For her my prayers ascend ; To her my cares and toils be given, Till toils and cares shall end. 4 Beyond mj^ highest joy I prize her heavenly ways, Her sweet communion, solemn vows, Her hymns of love and praise. 5 Jesus, thou Friend divine, Our Saviour and our King, Thy hand from everj r snare and foe Shall great deliverance bring. 6 Sure as thy truth shall last, To Zion shall be given The brightest glories earth can yield, And brighter bliss of heaven. 219 The Arlc of God. 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. 82 THE COMMUNION OF SAINTS. FBAOTKLIN SQUARE. S. M. im ■zsh- ■Sr =f= t> 4 ^ £ =£ g -r— » * 0-H -0-i 1- d2^a4zzt=±S=±S: i=± _(!2 1> fg. E- F-f- - P P- :^=3-=f IMP! T^T =£ ^ ^="S *-F -ll-ThTf 4-E-&— *£- =p«- Si ££ =g£==^ #a h I EE ±=t=± -(«— !•—!«- 4 There safe thou shalt abide, There sweet shall be thy rest, And every longing satisfied, With full salvation blessed. 220 P*.63:2. S.M. 1 How charming is the place Where my Redeemer God Unveils the beauties of his face, And sheds his love abroad ! 2 Not the fair palaces To which the great resort Are once to be compared with this, Where Jesus holds his court. 3 Here, on the mercy-seat, With radiant glory crowned, Our joyful eyes behold him sit And smile on all around. 4 To him their prayers and cries Each humble soul presents ; He listens to their broken sighs, And grants them all their wants. 5 To them his sovereign will He graciously imparts, And in return accepts, 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. 22X Christian Fellowsk p. Bom. 12: 5. S. M« Blest be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love: The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 2 Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear : And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear. 4 When we asunder part, It gives us inward pain ; But we shall still be joined in heart, And hope to meet again. 5 This glorious hope revives Our courage hj the way ; While each in expectation lives, A.nd 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. Doxology. 0» M» The Father and the Son, And Spirit we adore ; We praise, we bless, we worship thee, Both now and evermore ! 83 ASCENSION, TRINITY, OLIVET. 6s&4s. ami =rtq -<& — -e* — •- 0- -a&0- 222 ti Tltat at the name of Jesus every knee should bow." 6s&4s. 1 Let us awake our J03-S ; Strike up with cheerful voice : Each creature, sing : Angels ! begin the song ; Mortals ! the strain prolong, In accents sweet and strong, "Jesus is King!" 2 Proclaim abroad bis name; Tell of his matchless fame ; What wonders done ! Above, beneath, around, Let all the earth resound, Till heaven's high arch rebound, "Vict'ry is won I" 3 He vanquished sin and hell, And our last foe will quell : Mourners, rejoice! His dying love adore; Praise him, now raised in power : Praise him for evermore, With joyful voice. 4 All hail the glorious day, When, through the heavenly way, Lo, he shall come ! While they who pierced him wail, His promise shall not fail ; Saints, see your King prevail : Great Saviour, come ! 223 "To Thee, great One in Tliree." 6S&4S. 1 Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing, Help us to praise ! Father all glorious. O'er all victorious, Come and reign over us, Ancient of days. Jesus, our Lord, descend; From all our foes defend, Nor let us fall : Let thine almighty aid Our sure defense be made, Our souls on thee be staj^ed : Lord, hear our call ! 3 Come, thou incarnate Word, Gird on thy mighty sword ; Our prayer attend : Come, and thy people bless, And give thy word success: Spirit of holiness, On us descend. 4 Come, holy Comforter, Thy sacred witness bear, In this glad hour : Thou, who almighty art, Now rule in every heart, And ne'er from us depart, Spirit of power. 5 To thee, great One in Three, The highest praises be, Hence evermore ! Thy sovereign majesty May we in glory see, And to eternity Love and adore ! 84 MISSIONS, AND FAITH. ITALIAN HYMN. 6s&4s. eysyA Prayer to the Trinity for the fw^^fc World's Conversion. 1 Thou, whose almighty word Chaos and darkness heard, And took their flight, Hear us, we humbly pray, And where the gospel day Sheds not its glorious ray, "Let there be light." 2 Thou, who didst come to bring, On thy redeeming wing, Healing and sight, Health to the sick in mind, Sight to the inly blind, Oh, now to all mankind "Let there be light." 3 Spirit of truth and love, Life-giving, Holy Dove, Speed forth thy flight ; Move on the waters' face, Bearing the lamp of grace ; And in earth's darkest place "Let there be light." 4s. 1 2 May thy rich grace impart Strength to my fainting heart, — My zeal inspire ! As thou hast died for me, Oh, may mj love to thee Pure, warm, and changeless be — A living fire ! 3 While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread, Be thou mj r 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 ! 225 "My faith loolcs vp to Tliee. 1 My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvarj-, Saviour Divine! Now hear me while I pray ; Take all my guilt away ; Oh, let me, from this day, Be wholly thine ! " 6s & 4s. Doxology. To God, the Father, Son, And Spirit, Three in One, All praise be given ! Crown him in every song ; To him your hearts belong ; Let all his praise prolong On earth, in heaven! 6s & 4s. 85 TRINITY, THE CHURCH, AND DUKE STHEET. L. M. IIS ^=5): ■r. m 4* — f2 — «_i 1 1 1 O. — I rcr n ^_€-P- -^=^_ -^— E ?2=*4 ■*=-,-<£ H 72-P J ±u 33 Tr 3 =t -?a # -^f- L f-xf- ■- -»-&- -(2- .0. J -I 1 — i — H •• BE •P 2 - -«>--»-»- -- - 9 . -f5L-fSZ- .^ ^ :&_ I ±=tztt=t -^- :tt =1= US -z*- i=|: ffi=^-:i^z: rt SZ#Tt 2i=t z^- -&—s>- -&—&- -a. A J- *-0 -#-*- 1 -P- *=£ ^_£z__ 3 Soon shall the nocking nations run To Zion's hill, and own their Lord; The rising and the setting sun Shall see the Saviour's name adored. 230 The Song of Triumph. 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 Let thrones and powers and kingdoms be Obedient, mighty God, to thee ! And, over land and stream and main, Wave thou the scepter of thy reign ! 3 Oh, let that glorious anthem swell, Let host to host the triumph tell, That not one rebel heart remains, But over all the Saviour reigns ! 231 Isa. 51 : 9. L. M. 1 Arm of the Lord, awake, awake ! Put on Thy strength, the nations shake, And let the world adoring see Triumphs of mercy wrought by Thee ! 2 Say to the heathen, from Thy throne, "I am Jehovah, God alone ;" Thy voice their idols shall confound, And cast their altars to the ground. 3 Almighty God, Thy grace proclaim In every land, of every name; Let adverse powers before Thee fall, And crown the Saviour, Lord of all ! c, oo "The world shall hear Thy voice." x tit *04 p s . 105:13. Au ill. 1 Sovereign of worlds ! display thy power ; Be this thy Zion's favored hour; Bid the bright morning Star arise, And point the nations to the skies. 2 Set up thy throne where Satan reigns, — On Afric's shore, on India's plains, On wilds and continents unknown, — And make the nations all thine own. 3 Speak ! and the world shall bear thy voice ; Speak! and the desert shall rejoice; Scatter the gloom of heathen night, And bid all nations hail the light. Matt. 9 : 38. L.M. 233 1 Lord of the harvest ! bend thine ear, For Zion's heritage appear; Oh, send forth laborers filled with zeal Swift to obey their Master's will. 2 Our lifted eyes, Lord ! behold The ripening harvest tinged with gold; Wide fields are opening to our view ; The work is great, the laborers few. 3 Under the guidance of thy hand May Zion's sons to every land Go forth, to bless the dying race, As heralds of redeeming grace. 4 Bid all their hearts with ardor glow The Saviour's dying love to show, And spread the gospel's joyful sound Far as the race of man is found. 87 TRINITY, SECOND ADVENT. SICILIAN" HYMN. 8s, 7s & 4s. --r — I — I I I m — <0- zi— si — *~ -Ssa — ^ 234: The Trinity. 8S, 7s & 4tS. 1 Glory be to God the Father ! Glory be to God the Son ! Glory be to God the Spirit ! Great Jehovah, Three in One: Glory, Glory, While eternal ages run ! 2 Glory be to Him who loved us, Washed us from each spot and stain ; Glory be to Him who bought us, Made us kings with Him to reign : Glory, Glory, To the Lamb that once was slain ! 3 Glory to the King of angels ! Glory to the Church's King! Glory to the King of nations! Heaven and earth your praises bring: Glory, Glory, To the King of glory bring ! 4 Glory, blessing, praise eternal ! Thus the choir of angels sings; Honor, riches, power, dominion! Thus its praise creation brings: Glory, Glory, Glory to the King of kings! Second Advent. Matt. 25: 31. 8s, 7s & 4s. 1 Lo ! He comes, with clouds Once for favored sinners slain ; Thousand thousand saints attending Swell the triumph of His train : Hallelujah! Jesus comes, He comes to reign. 2 Every eye shall now behold Him Robed 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 homel All creation Travails, groans, and bids Thee come ! 5 Yea, amen ! let all adore Thee, High on Thine eternal throne ! Saviour, take the power and glory, Claim the kingdom for Thine own! Oh, come quickly! Hallelujah! come, Lord, come! 236 Second Advent. Matt. 25 : 34. 8s, 7s & 4s. Day of Judgment, day of wonders! Hark! the trumpet's awful sound, 88 CHRISTIAN WARFARE, AND DISMISSAL. ZIOM". 8s, 7s & 4s. #$ -K— * J=t N ! N b m±± nhr-ah t> *7 K qz5p -g-r-* 1 ff n H*--H«- H«- g m jzzt ■fr^— ?- -t* 1 — ^ -k— ^- V— ?■ W N— fc P3 jti~z^: «• &r ^v-£v 83=J i . 1/ i . up \S k' ^ £| g- -g— sh Jlj HJL.JL h«. g-gH -°y The Pilgrim's Prayer. ^O/ Ex. 14: 19. 1 Guide me, thou great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land ; I am weak, but thou art might} 7 ; Hold me with thy powerful hand : Bread of heaven ! Feed me till I want no more. 238 Phil. 1 : 11. 8s, 7s & 4s. 1 Lord ! dismiss us with thy blessing, Fill our hearts with joy and peace ; Let us each, thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace ; Oh ! refresh us, Traveling through this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give and adoration, For thy Gospel's joyful sound ; May the fruits of thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound ; May thy presence With us, evermore, be found. 3 So, whene'er the signal's given, Us from earth to call away, Borne on angels' wings to heaven, Glad the summons to obey, We shall surety Reign with Christ in endless day. 89 THE CHURCH, AND BALERMA. C. M. 239 Dan. 2: 44. CM. 1 O, 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 ! Though earthquake shocks are threatening her And tempests are abroad, 4 Unshaken as eternal hills, Immovable she stands, A mountain that shall fill the earth, A house not made bj r hands. Ps. 132 : 8. CM. 240 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 afford. 3 Here, mighty God ! accept our vows Here let thy praise be spread ; Bless the provisions of thy house, And fill thy poor with bread. 4 Here let the Son of David reign, Let God's Anointed shine ; Justice and truth his court maintain With love and power divine. 5 Here let him hold a lasting throne ; And as his kingdom grows, Fresh honors shall adorn his crown, And shame confound his foes. 24rl Pi. 27. 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. 5 Now shall my head be lifted high Above my foes around, And songs of joy and victory Within thy temple sound. 90 THE COMMUNION OF SAINTS. CAMBRIDGE. C. M. '--4- r% A e-% Blessedness of the Communion of rt tit ^^^> Saints. 1 Cor. 12.- 27. Kjm ■"*■' 1 Happy the souls to Jesus joined, And saved by grace alone : "Walking in all his ways, they find Their heaven on earth begun. 2 The church triumphant in thy love, — Their mighty joys we know: They sing the Lamb in hymns above, And we, in hymns below. 3 Thee in thy glorious realm, they praise And bow before thy throne : "We, in the kingdom of thy grace; — The kingdoms are but one. 4 The holy to the holiest leads ; From thence our spirits rise: And he that in thy statutes treads Shall meet thee in the skies. 243 The Communion of Saints. C Mi 1 Come let us join our friends above That have obtained the prize ; And on the eagle wings of love, To joys celestial rise. 2 Let all the saints terrestrial sing With those to glory gone ; For all the servants of our King, In heaven and earth, are one. 3 One family, we dwell in Him, One church above, beneath, Though now divided by the stream, The narrow stream of death. 4 One army of the living God, To his command we bow ; Part of His host have crossed the flood, And part are crossing now. 5 Ten thousand to their endless home This solemn moment fly; And we are to the margin come, And we expect to die. 6 His militant, embodied host, With wishful looks we stand, And long to see that happy coast, And reach the heavenly -land. 244 Seb. 11 : 13. C. M. Glory to God ! whose witness-train, Those heroes bold in faith, Could smile on poverty and pain, And triumph e'en in death. 2 Gcd whom we serve, our God, can save, Can damp the scorching flame, Can build an ark, can smooth the wave, For such as love His name. 3 Lord, if Thine arm support us still With its eternal strength, We shall o'ercome the mightiest ill, And conquerors prove at length. Doxology. C. oL» The Father's Name we loudly raise, The Son we all adore, The Holy Ghost, One God, we praise, Both now and evermore. 91 THE CHURCH — THE COMMUNION OF SAINTS, AND ST. THOMAS. S. M. 045 " The ■mountain of His holiness." g^ jj^ 3 From those celestial springs 1 Great is the Lord our God, And let his praise be great ; He makes his churches his abode, His most delightful seat. 2 These temples of his grace — How beautiful they stand ! The honors of our native place, And bulwarks of our land. 3 In Zion God is known A refuge in distress; How bright has his salvation shone Through all her palaces ! 4 Oft have our fathers told, Our ej'es have often seen, How well our God secures the fold "Where his own sheep have been. 5 In every new distress We'll to his house repair, We'll think upon his wondrous grace, And seek deliverance there. 246 Blessings of Oliristian Unity. Psalm 133. S.M. 1 Blest are the sons of peace Whose hearts and hopes are one ; Whose kind designs to serve and please Through all their actions run. 2 Blest is the pious house Where zeal and friendship meet : Their songs of praise, their mingled vows Make their communion sweet. Such streams of pleasure flow, As no increase of riches brings, Nor honors can bestow. 4 Thus on the heavenly hills The saints are blest above ; Where joy, like morning dew, distills, And all the air is love ! C\ a ry "Thou shall arise, and have mercy o Hf *i4fc / U pon Zion." °» aL » 1 Lord our God ! arise ; The cause of truth maintain ; And wide o'er all the peopled world Extend her blessed reign. 2 Thou Prince of life ! arise, Nor let thy glory cease ; Far spread the conquests of thy grace, And bless the earth with peace. 3 Thou Holy Ghost! arise, — Extend thy healing wing, And o'er a dark and ruined world, Let light and order spring. 4 all ye nations! rise, — To God the Saviour sing; From shore to shore, from earth to heaven Let echoing anthems ring ! f . j o "How beautiful upon the moun- c tut *S4fcO tains.'"— Isaiah 52: ". O. ill. 1 How beauteous are their feet Who stand on Zion's hill ! Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal. 92 MISSIONS. BADEA. S. M. 2 How charming is their voice ! How sweet the tidings are ! — "Zion, behold thy Saviour King! He reigns and triumphs here." 3 How happy are our ears, That hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found! 4 How blessed are our eyes, That see this heavenly light ! Prophets and kings desired it long, But died without the sight. 5 The watchmen join their voice, And tuneful notes employ ; Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, And deserts learn the joy. 6 The Lord makes bare his arm Through all the earth abroad : Let every nation now behold Their Saviour and their God. 4 Soon may all tribes be blest With fruit from life's glad tree ; And in its shade like brothers rest, Sons of one family. 250 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. 24:9 Matt. 6: 10. S.M. 1 Come, kingdom of our God, Sweet reign of light and love ! Shed peace, and hope, and joy abroad, And wisdom from above. 2 Over our spirits first Extend thy healing reign; There raise and quench the sacred thirst That never pains again. 3' Come, kingdom of our God, And make the broad earth thine ; Stretch o'er her lands and isles the rod That flowers with grace divine. Num. 14: 21. S.M. Psalm 72. S.M. 251 1 Now living waters flow To cheer the humble soul ; From sea to sea those waters go, And spread from pole to pole. 2 Now righteousness shall spring, And grow on earth again ; •Jehovah-Jesus be our King, And o'er the nations reign ! 3 Jesus shall rule alone, The world shall hear His word ; By one blest name shall He be known, The universal Lord. Doxology. To God, the Father, Son, And Spirit, glory be, As was : and is, and shall remain Through all eternity. S.M. 93 MISSIONS, DEDHAM. C. M. -+- s-gfir 1 -^ OKO "They come, they come — thine ex- p -ar *0^ i/ed bonds."— Isa 52. ^. ill. 1 Daughter of Zion! from the dust Exalt thy fallen head ; Again in thy Redeemer trust: He calls thee from the dead. 2 Awake, awake ! put on thy strength, Thy beautiful array ; The day of freedom dawns at length, The Lord's appointed day. 3 Rebuild thy walls, thy bounds enlarge, And send thy heralds forth ; Say to the south, "Give up thy charge," And keep not back, north I 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. 253 Ps. 96. C. M. 1 Shine, mighty God ! on Zion shine With 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, That sits enthroned above, In wisdom rules the worlds he made, And bids them taste his love. 254r Ps. 72. CM. 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 ; Be thine the crown of glory now The palm of victory thine. 94 INSTALLATION AND PRAYER. MANOAH. C. M. 255 Ps. 72. CM. 1 Jesus, immortal King ! arise, Rise and assert thy sway, Till earth, subdued, 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 joj^ful sound. 4 From sea to sea, from shore to shore, May Jesus be adored, And earth, with all her millions, shout Hosannas to the Lord. OK£! (Installation of Elders and Dea- ri ■««■ 1 Father of mercies ! condescend To hear our fervent prayer, While these our brethren we commend To Thy paternal care. 2 Before them set an open door ; Their various efforts bless ; On them Thy Holy Spirit pour, And crown them with success. 3 Endow them with a heavenly mind; Supply their every need ; Make them in spirit meek, resigned, But bold in word and deed. 4 In every tempting, trying hour, Uphold them by Thy grace, And guard them by Thy mighty power, Till they shall end their race. 257 What is Prayer f CM. 1 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire, Uttered or unexpressed ; The motion of a hidden fire That trembles in the breast. 2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near. 3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try ; Prayer the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. 4 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, Returning from his ways : While angels in their songs rejoice, And cry, "Behold, he prays!" 5 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air, His watchword at the gates of death : He enters heaven with prayer. 6 thou by whom we come to God, The Life, the Truth, the Way ! The path of prayer thyself hast trod ; Lord ! teach us how to pray. 95 MISSIONS, AND MISSIONARY HYMN. 7s & 63. " Waft, waft, ye winds, hU w„ story." " 1 From Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand, — From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain. 2 What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle ; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile ; In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown ; The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone ! 3 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. & 6sl^ Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole ; Till o'er our ransomed nature The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign ! 259 The gospel banner.— Ps. 60 : 4. 7s&6s. 1 Now be the gospel banner In ev'ry land unfurl' d, And be the shout hosanna Re-echoed through the world; Till ev'ry isle and nation, Till ev'ry tribe and tongue Receive the great salvation, And join the happy throng. 2 Yes, thou shalt reign for ever, Jesus, King of kings, Thy light, thy love, thy favor, Each ransom'd captive Bings ; The isles for thee are waiting, The deserts learn thy praise, The hills and valleys greeting, The song responsive raise. LORD'S SUPPER. TABMOUTH. 7s & 6s. (yar\ "Stand, therefore, having your ft tCOKJ loins girt adout." Epli. 6: 13. *° 2 Stand up ! — stand up for Jesus ! The trumpet call obey ; Forth to the mighty conflict, In this his glorious day : "Ye that are men, now serve him," Against unnumbered foes ; Your courage rise with danger, And strength to strength oppose. 3 Stand up ! — stand up for Jesus ! Stand in his strength alone ; The arm of flesh will fail you — Ye dare not trust your own : Put on the gospel armor, And, watching unto prayer, Where duty calls or danger, Be never wanting there ! 4 Stand up ! — stand up for Jesus ! The strife will not be long ; This day the noise of battle, The next the victor's song: To him that overcometh, A crown of life shall be ; He with the King of Glory Shall reign eternally ! 7 oS. 261 An ancient Sacramental Symn. 7s&OS« 1 Bread to pilgrims given, Food that angels eat, Manna sent from heaven, For heaven-born natures meet ! Give us, for thee long pining, To eat till richly filled ; Till, earth's delights resigning, Our every wish is stilled \ 2 Water, life-bestowing, From out the Saviour's heart, A fountain purely flowing, A fount of love thou art ! Oh let us, freely tasting, Our burning thirst assuage ! Thy sweetness, never wasting, Avails from age to age. 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 vail removing, Thy glorious face to see ! 97 BAPTISM, COVENANT RELATION, AND SHIRLAND. S. M. 262 Mall. 19:14. S.M. 1 The Saviour kindly calls Our children to His breast ; He folds them in His gracious arms, Himself declares them blest. » 2 "Let them approach," He cries, "Nor scorn their humble claim; The heirs of heaven are such as these, For such as these I came." 3 With joy we bring them, Lord, Devoting them to Thee, Imploring that as we are Thine, Thine may our offspring be. 5 How great Thy mercies, Lord ! How plenteous is Thy grace, Which, in the promise of Thy love, Includes our rising race. 6 Our offspring, still Thy care, Shall own their fathers' God, To latest times Thy blessings share, And sound Thy praise abroad. "Children in the Covenant.' Acts 2 : 39. S.M. 263 1 Lord, what our ears have heard Our eyes delighted trace, Thy love in long succession shown, To every faithful race. 2 Our children Thou dost claim, Lord, our God, as Thine: Ten thousand blessings to Thy name For goodness so divine ! 3 Thy covenant maj"- they keep, And bless the happy bands, Which, closer still, engage their hearts To honor thy commands. 4 Thee let the fathers own, Thee let the sons adore, Joined to the Lord in solemn vows To be forgot no more. Eeb.8: 10. S.M. 264, 1 God of Abraham, hear The parents' humble cry ; In covenant mercy now appear, While in the dust we lie. 2 These children of our love, In mercy Thou hast given, That we through grace may faithful prove In training them for heaven. 3 Oh graut Thy Spirit, Lord, Their hearts to sanctify ; Remember now Thy gracious word, Our hopes on Thee rel}\ 4 Draw forth the melting tear, The penitential sigh ; Inspire their hearts with faith sincere, And fix their hopes on high. 5 These children now are Thine, We give them back to Thee ; Oh lead them by Thy grace divine, Along the heavenly way. 98 LORD'S SUPPER. FERGUSON - . S. M. -m i -I- -**& -€- -0- -&- wm ^& ^— m. Ifhrg 4—1. f ahr<5h IS »-S-r ~>~ r - &—*—9 -0- -€>- -0- -&- ^ £#> ^ £ -J^- 1 V-0- &- 265 JTari 10: 14. S. M. 1 Thou God of sovereign grace, In mercy now appear ; We long to see thy smiling face, And feel that thou art near. 2 Receive these lambs to-day, O Shepherd of the flock, And wash the stains of guilt away Beside the smitten Rock. 3 To-day in love descend ; Oh, come, this precious hour ; In mercy now their spirits bend By thy resistless power. 4 Low bending at thy feet, Our offspring we resign : Thine arm is strong, thy love is great, And high thy glories shine. Ps. 144 : 12. 266 1 Great God, now condescend To bless our rising race ; Soon may their willing spirits bend, The subjects of thy grace. 2 Oh, what a pure delight Their happiness to see ; Our warmest wishes all unite, To lead their souls to thee. 3 Now bless, thou God of love, This ordinance divine ; Send thy good Spirit from above, And make these children thine. 267 Cant. 2: 4. S. M. 1 Jesus, we thus obey Thy last and kindest word, And in Thine own appointed way We come to meet Thee, Lord. 2 Thus we remember Thee, And take this bread and wine As Thine own dying legacy, And our redemption's sign. 3 Thy presence makes the feast; Now let our spirits feel The glory not to be expressed, The joy unspeakable. 4 With high and heavenly bliss Thou dost our spirits cheer ; S. J[ # Thy house of banqueting is this, And Thou hast brought us here. 6 Now let our souls be fed With manna from above, And over us Thy banner spread Of everlasting love. Doxology. o« Jll* Praise to the Father be ; Praise to His Only Son ; Praise to the blessed Paraclete, While endless ages run. 99 BAPTISM, CONFIRMATION, CORNER-STONE WARWICK. CM. ■fr "A \ 1 1 ^kt^E^ 1 ^2 — a- : r : p -£?- t- 1 "Suffer them to come unto Me." ft -»t 268 Matt. 19: 14. 1 See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand With all-engaging charms ; Hark, how he calls the tender lambs, And folds them in his arms ! 2 "Permit them to approach," he cries, "Nor scorn their humble name; For '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. 'And forbid them not. Matt. 19 : 14. CM. 269 1 0, wondrous is thy mercy, Lord! We hear thy word of grace, "Forbid them not," — oh, rich the word That calls our infant race ! 2 Our infant race we bring to thee : Receive them as thine own ! Now and forever may they be Thine wholly, thine alone. 270 John 10 : 14. 1 Shepherd of Israel ! from above Thy feeble flock behold, And let them never lose thy love, Nor wander from thy fold. 2 Thou wilt not cast thy lambs awa}> Thy hand is ever near CM. To guide them, lest they go astraj-, 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. 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 breast. eyyyt "I am the vine, ye are the /i i»r <£ * JL branches." '-.ill. 1 Planted in Christ, the living vine, This day, with one accord, Ourselves, with humble faith and joy, We yield to thee, Lord ! 2 Joined in one bod}' may we be : One inward life partake ; One be our heart, one heavenly hope In every bosom wake. 3 In prayer, in effort, tears, and toils, One wisdom be our guide ; Taught by one Spirit from above, In thee may we abide. 100 AND CONSECRATION OF A CHURCH. VALENCIA. C. M. -&- -a- _ -&- -i — -)—-*- h — ~\— C t — I — I— -0 4-_P_g2— -I— I -l«— V- f=F 4 Then, when among the saints in light 3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest, Our joyful spirits shine, Shall anthems of immortal praise, Lamb of God, be thine ! nwf) "A good profession before many &*<*-> witnesses: 1 — 1 Tim. 6 : 12. C. M. 1 Witness, ye men and angels, 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, Or ever quit the field. 3 We trust not in our native strength, Bat on his grace rely, That with returning wants the Lord Will all our need 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 ! 273 Christ the foundation of his Church.— Ps. 118. C. M. 1 Behold the sure foundation Stone Which God in Zion lays, To build our heav'nly hopes upon, And his eternal praise. 2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear, How glorious is thy name ! Saints trust their whole salvation here, Nor shall they suffer shame. Reject it with disdain ; Yet on this rock the church shall rest, And envy rage in vain. 4 What though the gates of hell withstood, Yet must this building rise ; 'Tis thine own work, Almighty God, And wondrous in our eyes. 274, "T'iou and the ark of thy strength." CM. 1 thou, whose own vast temple stands, Built over earth and sea, Accept the walls that human hands Have raised to worship thee ! 2 Lord, from thine inmost glory send, Within these courts to bide, The peace that dwelleth without end Serenely by thy side ! 3 May erring minds that worship here Be taught the better way ; And the} r who mourn, and they who fear Be strengthened as they pray. 4 May faith grow firm, and love grow warm, And pure devotion rise, While round these hallowed walls the storm Of earth-born passion dies. Doxology. C. M« To Father, Son and Holy Ghost, One God, whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore ! 101 CONFIRMATION — ORDINATION. HAPPY DAY. L. M. Chorus. 1. hap-py day, that seals my choice Well may this glow - ing heart re -juice, On thee, my Sa And tell its rap viorandmy God! \ tares all a - broad. / •py j i i TTi. i m. • ,) He taught me how to watch and pray, day, hap-py day, When Jesus washed my sins a-way V , , ,■ B •• . / ■" J' e rj j> j j j And hve re-joic-mgev-ry day. 275 Confirmation.— Isa 49 : 8. L. M. 2 happy bond ! that seals my vows To him who merits all my love; Let cheerful anthems fill his house, While to his sacred throne I move. 3 'Tis done, the great transaction's done: Deign, gracious Lord, to make me thine ; Help me, through grace, to follow on, Glad to confess thy voice divine. 4 Here rest my oft-divided heart, Fix'd on thy God, thy Savior, rest ; Who with the world would grieve to part. When call'd on angel's food to feast? 5 High heav'n that hears the solemn tow, That vow renew'd shall daily hear, Till in life's latest hour I bow, And bless in death a bond so dear. f-\ryr* "Lord, I am Tliine, entirely *-* t O Thine."— 1 Cor. 6 : 20. L.M. 1 Lord, I am thine, entirely thine, Purchased and saved by blood divine, With full consent I thine would be, " And own thy sovereign right in me. 2 Here, my Lord, my soul, my all, I yield to thee beyond recall ; Accept thine own, — so long withheld, Accept what I so freely yield. 3 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. 4 The vow is past beyond repeal ; Now will I set the solemn seal : Thine would I live, thine would I die, Be thine through all eternity. 277 "Go, preach My Gospel." Mark 16 : 15-20. L. M. 1 "Go, preach my gospel," saith the Lord; "Bid the whole earth my grace receive; He shall be saved who trusts my word ; And they condemned who disbelieve. 2 "I'll make your great commission known, And ye shall prove my gospel true By all the works that I have done, By all the wonders ye shall do. 3 "Teach all the nations my commands ; I'm with you till the world shall end; All power is trusted in my hands ; I can destroy, and I defend." 4 He spake, and light shone round his head; On a bright cloud to heaven he rode; They to the farthest nations spread The grace of their ascended God. 102 CORNER-STONE — CONSECRATION. MENDON. L. M. 278 " Go ye into all the world." Mark 16 : 15. L.M. 1 Ye Christian heralds ! go proclaim Salvation through Iinmanuel's name; To distant climes the tidings bear, And plant the rose of Sharon there. 2 He'll shield you with a wall of fire, With flaming zeal your breasts inspire, Bid raging winds their fury cease, And hush the tempest into peace. 3 And when our labors all are o'er, Then we shall meet to part no more, — Meet with the blood-bought throng, to fall, And crown our Jesus — Lord of all I 2/9 {Laying of a Corner-stone.) L. M. 1 Lord of hosts, whose glory fills The bounds of the eternal hills, And yet vouchsafes, in Christian lands, To dwell in temples made with hands ! 2 Oh, grant that we who here to-day Rejoicing this foundation lay May be in very deed thine own, Built on the precious Corner-stone. 3 Endue the creatures with thy grace, That shall adorn thy dwelling-place ; The beauty of the oak and pine, The gold and silver, make them thine. 4 To thee they all pertain ; to thee The treasures of the earth and sea ; And when we bring them to thy throne, We but present thee with thine own. 5 The heads that guide endue with skill, The hands that work preserve from ill, That we who these foundations lay May raise the top-stone in its day. 6 Both now and ever, Lord ! protect The temple of thine own elect ; Be thou in them and they in thee, ever-blessed Trinity ! 280 Solomon's Prayer. 2 Chron. 6. Ii. M» 1 When in these courts we seek thy face, And dying sinners pray to live, Hear thou, in heaven, thy dwelling-place, And when thou nearest, Lord ! forgive. 2 When here thy messengers proclaim The blessed gospel of thy Son, Still by the power of his great name Be mighty signs and wonders done. 3 Hosanna ! — to their heavenly King When children's voices raise that song — ■ Hosanna ! — let their angels sing, xind heaven with earth the strain 4 But will, indeed, Jehovah deign Here to abide, no transient guest ? Here will the world's Redeemer reign, And here the Holy Spirit rest ? 5 That glory never hence depart ! Yet choose not, Lord, this house alone : Thy kingdom come to every heart; In every bosom fix thy throne. 103 LORD'S SUPPER AXD PLEYEL'S HYMN. 7s. a* I I IS 281 1 Cor. 5: 7. 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 pierced side. 2 Praise we him whose love divine Gives his sacred blood for wine, Gives his body for the feast, Christ the Victim, Christ the Priest. 3 Where the paschal blood is poured, Death's dark angel sheathes his sword; Israel's hosts triumphant go Through the wave that drowns the foe. 4 Praise we Christ, whose blood we shed, Paschal Victim, paschal Bread; With sincerity and love Eat we manna from above. 5 Mighty Victim from the sky ! Hell's fierce powers beneath thee lie; Thou hast conquered in the fight, Thou hast brought us life and light. 6 Hymns of glory and of praise. Risen Lord ! to thee we raise ; Holy Father ! praise to thee With the Spirit ever be. |2 Thine forever ! Lord of life, Shield us through the earthly strife ; Thou, the Life, the Truth, the Way, Guide us to the realms of day. 3 Thine forever ! oh, how blest They who find in Thee their rest; Saviour, Guardian, heavenly Friend, Oh, defend us to the end. 4 Thine forever ! Saviour keep These Thy frail and trembling sheep; Safe alone beneath Thy care, Let us all Thy goodness share. 5 Thine forever ! Thou our Guide, All our wants by Thee supplied, All our sins by Thee forgiven, Lead us, Lord, from earth to heaven. 283 Matt. 26:26. .7s. 1 Bread of heaven ! on thee we feed, For thy flesh is meat indeed ; Ever may our souls be fed With this true and living bread. John 17: 9. 282 1 Thine forever ! God of love, Hear us from Thy throne above; Thine forever may we be, Here and in eternity. 2 Vine of heaven ! thy blood supplies This blest cup of sacrifice ; 'Tis thy wounds our healing give, 7s. To tby cross we look and live. 3 Day by day. with strength supplied Through the life of him who died, Lord of life ! oh let us be .Rooted, grafted, built, in thee. 104 BURIAL. HElSTDOISr. 7s. 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. 3 Whom have I on earth below ? Thee, and only thee, I know : Whom have I in heaven but thee ? Thou art ail in all to me. 285 John 10: 11. 1 Jesus, Shepherd of the sheep, Thou Thy flock in safety keep ! Living Bread, Thy life supply, Strengthen us, or else we die ! 2 Thqu who feedest us below, Source of all we have or know, Bring us to the feast of love, With Thy saints and Thee above ! OO^l Peace through the Blood of Glirisl. *OD Heb. 13: 20,21. 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 ! 7s. 7s. 3 Great Redeemer! thee we praise, Who the covenant sealed with blood ; While our hearts and voices raise Loud thanksgiving unto God. 287 Heb. 7 : 24. 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. When the heart is sad within With the thought of all its sin, When the spirit shrinks with fear, Jesus, Son of Mary ! hear. 6 Thou the shame, the grief, hast known, Though the sins were not thine own; Thou hast deigned their load to bear ; Jesus, Son of Mary I hear. 105 LORD'S SUPPER. HOWAED. C. M. f^a— ,-^pz — | I gU-j— L^-L-|-_ h |J-qrz=- -|f-l— L_4f — qi £- L g- l-^-f=2_ J52. -^2. hS2- » i~ t iiiiiii G>-r&&-\ — i-l 1 f 2 - &-W?& H=^ ^— I 1 « 1 ■ f^-i '-"-I — • j r — G i r ,^ p r cszL3J_^x# f _ r _^_c=r-p_g_g ;: H — Nh-I IP ■gf-zzar- «->OQ "The voice of many angels." ft iu ^JOO ^ el ,. 5:12. V. ill, 1 Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne ; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 "Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, "To be exalted thus !" "Worthy the Lamb !" our lips reply, "For he was slain for us." 3 Jesus is worthy to receive Honor and power divine; And blessings more than we can give, Be, Lord, for ever thine ! 4 Let all that dwell above the sky, And air, and earth, and seas, Conspire to lift thy glories high, And speak thine endless praise. 5 The whole creation join in one, To bless the sacred name Of him who sits upon the throne, And to adore the Lamb ! OiiQ "Tlie Saviour died for me." C. M. 1 Prepare us, Lord, to view thy cross, Who all our griefs hast borne ; To look on thee, whom we have pierced — To look on thee, and mourn. 2 While thus we mourn, we would rejoice, And, as thy cross we see, Let each exclaim in faith and hope — "The Saviour died for me !" "Tltis do in remembrance of Me" Luhe'J2: 19. CM. 290 1 According to thy gracious word, In meek humility, This will I do, my dj - ing Lord ! 1 will remember thee. 2 Thy body, broken for my sake, My bread from heaven shall be ; Thy testamental cup I take, And thus remember thee. 3 Gethsemane can I forget ? Or there thy conflict see, Thine agony and bloodj" sweat — And not remember thee? 4 When to the cross I turn my eyes, And rest on Calvary, Lamb of God ! my Sacrifice, 1 must remember thee ! 5 Remember thee, and all thy pains, And all thy love to me — Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains Will I remember thee ! 6 And when these failing lips grow dumb, And mind and memory flee, When thou shalt in thy kingdom come, Jesus, remember me ! l Cor. 10:16. CM. 291 1 Jesus, at whose supreme command, We now approach to God, Before us in Thy vesture stand, Thy vesture dipped in blood. 106 LORD'S SUPPER. EVAN. C. M. 2 Obedient to Thy gracious word, We break the hallowed bread, Commemorate our dying Lord, And trust on Thee to feed. 3 The cup of blessing, blest by Thee, Let it Thy blood impart: The bread Thy mystic body be, And cheer each languid heart. 4 Now, Saviour, now Tlryself reveal, And make Thy nature known ; Affix Thy blessed Spirit's seal, And stamp us for Thine own. 292 Faith, hope and love. CM, 1 The blest memorials of thy grief, The suff' rings of thy death, We come, dear Saviour, to receive, But would receive with faith. 2 The tokens sent us to relieve Our spirits when they droop, We come, dear Saviour, to receive, But would receive with hope. 3 The pledges thou wast pleas' d to leave, Our mournful minds to move, We come, dear Saviour, to receive, But would receive with love. 4 Here in obedience to thy word, We take the bread and wine, The utmost we can do, dear Lord, For all beyond is thine. 5 Increase our faith, and hope, and love ; Lord, give us all that's good; We would thy full salvation prove, And share thy flesh and blood. 293 Redemption by price and power. C J51. 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 Bless'd be the Lamb, my dearest Lord, Who bought me with his blood, And quench' d 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. 294: {After (lie Lord's Supper.) CM, 1 With humble faith, and thankful heart, Lord, I accept Thy love : 'Tis a rich banquet I have had, What will it be above ! 2 Ye saints below, and hosts of heaven, Join all your praising powers ; No theme is like redeeming love, No Saviour is like ours. 3 Had I ten thousand hearts, dear Lord, I'd give them all to Thee ; Had I ten thousand tongues, they all Should join the harmony. 107 BURIAL. MEAB. C. M. f-jy-vpr "Our dwelling-place in nil genera- ft -m- AiyO tions.— Psalm 90. ^. ill. 1 God, our help in ages past, Our hope for j r ears to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home ! 2 Under the shadow of thy throne, Thy saints have dwelt secure ; Sufficient is thine arm alone, And our defense is sure. 3 Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame, From everlasting tliou art God, To endless years the same. . 4 Thy word commands our flesh to dust : "Return, ye sons of men;" All nations rose from earth at first, And turn to earth again. 5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away ; They fly. forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day. 6 God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Be thou our guard while troubles last, And our eternal home ! c\r\r* " Havinq a desire to depart, and to f\ -jur 296 " uvmchrltiP t « M * 1 Why do we mourn departing friends, Or shake at death's alarms? 'T is but the voice that Jesus sends To call them to his arms. 2 Why should we tremble to convey Their bodies to the tomb ? There the dear flesh of Jesus lay, There hopes unfading bloom. 3 The graves of all his saints he blessed, And softened every bed ; Where should the dying members rest, But with the dying Head ? 4 Thence he arose, ascending high, And showed our feet the way . Up to the Lord our souls shall fly, At the great rising day. Man is of few days and full o/ /i w trouble. *-" iU< 297 1 Few are thj- days, and full of wo, man, of woman born ! Thy doom is written, "Dust thou art, "To dust thou shalt return." 2 Behold the emblem of thy state, In flow'rs that bloom and die, Or in the shadow's fleeting form That mocks the gazer's eye. 3 Determin'd are the days that fly Successive o'er thy head ; The number'd hour is on the wing That lays thee with the dead. 4 Great God! afflict not in thy wrath The short allotted span, That bounds the few and weary days Of pilgrimage to man. 108 BURIAL. DUNDEE. C. M. 29c5 "And entered into rest." C M. 1 Why should our tears in sorrow flow, When God recalls his own, And bids them leave a world of woe For an immortal crown ? 2 Is not ev'n death a gain to those Whose life to God is given ? Gladly to earth their eyes they close, To open them in heaven. 3 Their toils are past, their work is done, And they are fully blest : They fought the fight, the victory won, And entered into rest. 4 Then let our sorrows cease to flow ; God has recalled his own : And let our hearts, in every woe, Still say — "Thy will be done 1" 299 Blessed are the dead that die in the Lord. CM. 1 Hear what the voice from heav' n 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 bless'd; How kind their slumbers are ! From sufF rings and from sin releas'd, And freed from ev'ry 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. 300 "Befell aslesp." C M. 1 Behold the western evening light ! It melts in evening gloom : So calmly Christians sink away, Descending to the tomb. 2 The winds breathe low, the withering leaf Scarce whispers from the tree : So gently flows the parting breath, When good men cease to be. 3 How beautiful on all the hills The crimson fight is shed ! 'Tis like the peace the Christian gives To mourners round his bed. 4 How mildly on the wandering cloud The sunset beam is cast ! 'Tis like the memory left behind, When loved ones breathe their last. 5 And now above the dews of night The rising star appears : So faith springs in the heart of those Whose eyes are bathed in tears. 6 But soon the morning's happier light Its glory shall restore, And eyelids that are sealed in death Shall wake to close no more. Doxology. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. CM. 109 BURIAL. OLMUTZ. S. M. nn -I "ie< me die the death of the right' o "Mr o.M.. 1 When, overwhelmed with grief, My heart within me dies, Helpless 3nd 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 nry shade. 3 Within thy presence, Lord, Forever I'll abide : Thou art the tower of my defense, 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. Doxology. To God, the Father, Son, And Spirit, glory be, As was, and is, and shall remain Through all eternity. S.M. HI BURIAL. MIDDLETON. 8s&7s. D. 307 'Mni Mere aftaW be no more death." 8s&7s. 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 Round 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. * 4 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. Qp.Q "Abide with ns ; for it in toward o f r 7„ OUO evening."— Lnke2i: 29. 0»*.«»» 1 Tarry with me, my Saviour ! For the day is passing by ; See! the shades of evening gather, And the night is drawing nigh. 2 Deeper, deeper grow the shadows, Paler now the glowing west, Swift the night of death advances; Shall it be the night of rest? 4 Tarry with me, my Saviour ! Lay my head upon thy breast Till the morning; then awake me- Morning of eternal rest ! 3 Feeble, trembling, fainting, dying, Lord, I cast myself on thee ; Tarry with me through the darkness; While I sleep, still watch by me. 309 The saints in glory. 8s&7s. 1 Hark ! the sound of holy voices Chanting at the crystal sea, Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah ! Lord, to Thee. 2 Multitudes which none can number, Like the stars in glory stand, Clothed in white apparel, holding Victor-palms in every hand. 3 They have come from tribulation, And have washed their robes in blood, Washed them in the blood of Jesus ; Tried they were, and firm they stood. 4 Gladly, Lord, with Thee they suffered, Gladly, Lord, with Thee they died ; And, by death, to life immortal They were born, and glorified. 5 Now they reign in heavenly glory Now they walk in golden light, Now they drink, as from a river, Holy bliss and infinite. 6 Love and peace they taste forever, And all truth and knowledge see In the beatific vision Of the Blessed Trinity. 112 BURIAL. MOUNT VEKlSrOM". 8s & 7s. 310 1 Gently Ps. 18 : 35. 8s & 7s, Lord, oil, gently lead us Through this lonely vale of tears ; Through the changes thou'st decreed us, Till our last great change appears. 2 When temptation's darts assail us, When in devious paths we stray, Let thy goodness never fail us ; Lead us in thy perfect way. 3 In the hour of pain and anguish, In the hour when death draws near, Suffer not our hearts to languish, Suffer not our souls to fear. 4 And, when mortal life is ended, Bid us on thy bosom rest ; Till, by angel-bands attended, We awake among the blest. 4 Oh, abide, abide with Jesus, Who himself forever lives, Who from death eternal frees us, And who life eternal gives ! 311 James 4 : 14. 8s & 7s, 1 Every thing we love and cherish Hastens onward to the grave ; Earthly joys and pleasures perish, Time can nothing, nothing save. 2 All is fading, all is fleeing; Earthly flames must cease to glow, Earthly beings cease from being, Earthly blossoms cease to blow. 3 Yet unchanged, while all decayeth, Jesus lives, the first, the last, Lean on me alone, he sayeth ; Hope and love and firmly trust. 312 'Weep not : she is not dead, but sleepeth." 8s & 7 s. 1 Sister, (or brother) thou rat mild and lovely, Gentle as the summer breeze, Pleasant as the air of evening, When it floats among the trees. 2 Peaceful be thy silent slumber — ' Peaceful in the grave so low : Thou no more wilt join our number ; Thou no more our songs shalt know. 3 Dearest sister ! (or brother) thou hast left us ; Here thy loss we deeply feel ; But 't is God that hath bereft us, He can all our sorrows heal. 4 Yet again we hope to meet thee, When the day of life is fled ; Then in heaven with joy to greet thee, Where no farewell tear is shed ! Doxology. 8s & 7 So Praise the God of our salvation, Praise the Father's boundless love; Praise the Lamb, our expiation; Praise the Spirit from above ; Praise the Fountain of salvation, Him by whom our spirits live; Undivided adoration To the one Jehovah give ! 113 BURIAL. BEST. L. M. — jj-- U-4 Tgt=a= f^igi^lsjirl- ] -^T — rrr i — r~ri n ^ -rrr 1 27«?ss. 4 : 14. L.M. 313 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 holy confidence to sing That death has lost his venomed sting ! 3 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, And wait the summons from on high. 5 Asleep in Jesus ! far from thee Thy kindred and their graves may be: But there is still a blessed sleep From which none ever wakes to weep. L.M, <-,-. a "Blessed — who die in the Lord. 0-L"± Itev. 14: 13. 1 ITow blest the righteous when he dies! When sinks a weary soul to rest ! How mildly beam the closing eyes ! How gently heaves th' expiring breast ! 2 So fades a summer cloud away ; So sinks the gale when storms are o'er; So gently Bhuts the eye of day; So dies a wave alone the shore. 3 A holy quiet reigns around, A calm which life nor death destroys ; And naught disturbs that peace profound Which his unfettered soul enjoys. 4 Farewell, conflicting hopes and fears, Where lights and shades alternate dwell; How bright th' 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!" A funeral psalm. 3l0 Man mortal, and God eternal. L.M. 1 Through every age, eternal God ! Thou art our rest, our safe abode ; High was thy throne ere heav'n was made, Or earth thy humble footstool laid. 2 But man, weak man, is born to die, Made up of guilt and vanity ; Thy dreadful sentence, Lord, was just, "Return, ye sinners, to your dust." 3 A thousand of our years amount Scarce to a day in thine account; Like yesterday's departed light, Or the last watch of ending night. 4 Death, like an overflowing stream, Sweeps us away; our life's a dream; An empty tale ; a morning flow'r, Cut clown and wither'd in an hour. 114 BURIAL. ORIEL. It. M., or 8s & 4s. 5 Teach us, Lord, how frail is man, And kindly lengthen out our span ; Till faith, and love, and piety Fit us to die and dwell with thee. 316 "So He giveth His beloved sleep." Li, M. 1 Why should we start, and fear to die ! What timorous worms 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 souls away We still shrink back again to life, Fond of our prison and our clay. 3 Oh, if my Lord would come and meet, My soul should 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 ! 317 A funeral psalm. Mortality and Hope. L.M, 1 Remember, Lord, our mortal state, How frail our life, how short the date ! Where is the man that draws his breath Safe from disease, secure from death ? 2 Lord, while we see whole nations die. Our flesh and sense repine and cry, "Must death forever rage and reign? "Or hast thou made mankind in vain ? 3 "Where is thy promise to the just ? "Are not thy servants turn'd to dust ?" But faith forbids these mournful sighs, And sees the sleeping dust arise. 4 That glorious hour, that dreadful day, Wipes the reproach of saints away, And clears the honor of thy word ; Awake, our souls, and bless the Lord. OJ-C5 " It is even a vapor ." L. Ji. 1 How vain is all beneath the skies ! How transient every earthly bliss ! How slender all the fondest ties, That bind us to a world like this ! 2 The evening cloud, the morning dew, The withering grass, the fading flower, Of earthly hopes are emblems true — The glory of a passing hour ! 3 But though earth's fairest blossoms die, And all beneath the skies is vain, There is a land, whose confines lie Beyond the reach of care and pain. 4 Then let the hope of joys to come Dispel our cares, and chase our fears : If God be ours, we're traveling home, Though passing through a vale of tears. Doxology. O. M« To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, Be honoi', praise, and glory given, By all on earth, and all in heaven ! 115 BURIAL AND EXPOSTULATION, lis. 5 -?F§-2-» *5 1=3 :-| — L^_-gUri=qi=a:zj_ I il 1 1 II — , — , 1 I « '-f-j n ttti 1 olc) "Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dnst to dust." 1 The things of the earth, in the earth let us lay, The ashes with ashes, the dust with the clay : But lift up the heart, and the eye, and the love, lift up the soul to the regions above ! 2 Since He, the Immortal, hath entered the gate, So too shall Ave mortals, or sooner or late : Then stand we on Christ ; let us mark Him ascend, For His is the glory and life without end. 3 On earth with His own ones, the Giver of good, Bestowing His blessing, a little while stood : Now nothing can part us, nor distance, nor foes, For lo ! He is with us, and who can oppose ? 4 So, Lord, we commit this our brother to Thee, Whose body is dead, but whose spirit is free : "We know that thro' grace, when our life here is done, We live still in Thee, and forever in one. 5 All glory to Thee, Father, Spirit, and Son, Who Three art in Person, in essence but One, In whom we have victory over the grave, Who lovest Thy people to pardon and save. o30 Longing for Heaven. 1 I am weary of straying ; oh fain would I rest In the far distant land of the pure and the blest, Where sin can no longer her blandishments spread, And tears and temptations forever have fled. 2 I am weary of loving what passes away; " The sweetest, the dearest, alas, may not stay ; 1 long for that land where these partings are o'er, And death and the tomb can divide hearts no more. 3 I am weary, my Saviour, of grieving Thy love ; Oh, when shall I rest in TI13- presence above ? I am weary — but oh, let me never repine, While Thy word, and Thy love, and Thy promise arc mine. 116 lis. lis. LONGING. HOME. lis. =fe ft£ 1. | 2. -« — i-«(4-iB(-i — haH- ~:^— -Hi — I H-« — —«-»-*- -& — h *H -fZ—ftA i=[z: -^ .(2- i^TZjejS fctrtzE ep. {2—& EtzttzR •S 1 — wo- ■f2^i=_ ^- r ^- EH QOI Some. 1 'Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints, How sweet to my soul is communion with saints, To find at the banquet of mercy there's room, And feel in the presence of Jesus at home, Home, home, sweet, sweet home. Prepare me, dear Saviour,' for glory, my home. 2 Sweet bonds that unite all the children of peace! And thrice precious Jesus, whose love cannot cease ! Though oft from thy presence in sadness I roam, I long to behold thee in glory at home. 3 Whate'er thou deniest, oh give me thy grace, The Spirit's sure witness, and smiles of thy face ; Endue me with patience to wait at thy throne, And find, even now, a sweet foretaste of home. 322 Jo67: 1G - 1 I would not live alway : I ask not to stay . Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way ; The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here Are enough for life's woes, full enough for its cheer. 2 I would not live alway, thus fettered by sin, Temptation without and corruption within : E'en the rapture of pardon is mingled with fears, And the cup of thanksgiving with penitent tears. 3 I would not live alway ; no, welcome the tomb ; Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom; There sweet be my rest, till he bid me arise To hail Him in triumph descending the skies. 4 Who, who would live alway, away from his God ? Awaj- from yon heaven, that blissful abode, Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains, And the noontide of glory eternally reigns : 5 Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet, Their Saviour and brethren transported to greet, While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul. 117 lis. lis. THANKSGIVING, AND KUREMBUKG. 7s. 323 "Sing vnto Him a new song." 1 Swell the anthem, raise the song ; Praises to our God belong; Saints and angels ! join to sing Praises to the heavenly King. 2 Blessings from his liberal hand Flow around this happy land : Kept by him, no foes annoy; Peace and freedom we enjoy. 3 Here, beneath a virtuous sway, May we cheerfully obey ; Never feel oppression's rod, Ever own and worship God. 4 Hark ! the voice of nature sings Praises to the King of kings ; Let us join the choral song, And the grateful notes prolong. 324r Ps- 106. 1 Let us, with a gladsome mind, Praise the Lord, for he is kind : For his mercies shall endure Ever faithful, ever sure. 2 Let us sound his name abroad, For of gods he is the God : For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 3 He, with all-commanding might, Filled the new-made world with light VS. 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 taithful, 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. OOP^. "Lord, thou heist heen favorable unto O/oO thi/ land.'" 1 Praise to God, immortal praise, For the love that crowns our days ! Bounteous source of ever}- joy, Let thy praise our tongues employ ! 2 For the blessings of the field, For the stores the gardens yield, For the joy which harvests bring, Grateful praise.; now we sing. 118 7s. 7s. HARVEST. DALLAS. 7s. 3 Clouds that drop refreshing dews ; Suns that genial heat diffuse; Flocks that whiten all the plain ; Yellow sheaves of ripened grain ; 4 All that Spring, with bounteous hand, Scatters o'er the smiling land; All that liberal Autumn pours From her overflowing stores; 5 These, great God, to thee we owe, Source whence all our blessings flow; And, for these, our souls shall raise Grateful vows, and solemn praise. 326 7s. 1 Praise, oh praise our God and King, Hymns of adoration sing; For His mercies still endure Ever faithful, ever sure. 2 Praise Him that He made the sun Day by day his course to run ; And the silver moon by night, Shining with her gentle light. 3 Praise Him that He gave the rain To mature the swelling grain; And hath bid the fruitful field Crops of precious increase yield. 4 Praise Him for our harvest-store, — He hath filled the garner-floor, — And for richer food than this, Pledge of everlasting bliss. 3Q7 Psalm 145. 7S. 1 Summer ended, harvest o'er, Lord ! to thee our song Ave pour, For the valley's golden yield, For the fruits of tree and field. 2 For the promise ever sure That while heaven and earth endure Seed-time, harvest, cold and heat Shall their yearly round complete. 3 For the care which, while we slept, Watch o'er field and furrow kept, Watch o'er all the buried grain, Soon to burst to life again. 4 When the reaping angels bring Tares and wheat before the King, Jesus ! may we gathered be In the heavenly barn to thee. 5 Then the angel-cry shall sound, Praise the Lamb ; the lost are found ; And the answering song shall be, Alleluia, praise to thee — 6 Praise to thee, the toil is o'er ; Blight and curse shall be no more ; Lo*! the mighty work is done : Glory to the three in one. Doxology. Glory to our bounteous King ! Glory let Creation sing ! Glory to the Father, Son, And blest Spirit, Three in One! 7s. 119 THANKSGIVING, AND KOCKINGHAM. L. M. J_ h_^ — gj-h^ * & > " & ) ' J. a. .a — .ffi.- 1 ^-*— » — 1J 1 Let Sion praise the mighty God, And make his honors known abroad, For sweet the joy our songs to raise, And glorious is the work of praise. 2 Our children live secure and blest; Our shores have peace, our cities rest; He feeds our sons with finest wheat, And adds his blessings to their meat. 3 Through all our coasts his laws are show His gospel through the nation known ; He hath not thus revealed his word To every land; praise ye the Lord. 329 Thanksgiving. L. M. 1 Salvation doth to God belong, His power and grace shall be our song: From him alone all mercies flow, His arm alone subdues the foe. 2 Then praise this God, who bows his eai Propitious to his people's prayer; And though deliverance lie may stay, Yet answers still in his own day. 3 Oh, may this goodness lead our land, Still saved by thine almighty hand, The tribute of its love to bring To thee, our Saviour and our King. 4 Till every public temple raise A song of triumph to thj r praise, .'And every peaceful private home To thee a temple shall become. 5 Still be it our supreme delight To walk as in thy glorious sight, Still in thy precepts and thy fear Till life's last hour to persevere. 330 Thanksgiving. L.M. 1 Eternal Source of every joy, Well may Thy praise our lips employ, While in Thy temple we appear To hail Thee, Sovereign of the year. 2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll, Thy hand supports and guides the whole ; The sun is taught by Thee to rise, And darkness when to veil the skies. 3 The flowery spring, at Thy command, Perfumes the air and paints the land ; The summer rays with vigor shine To raise the corn and cheer the vine. 4 Thy hand, in autumn, richly pours Through all our coasts redundant stores; And winters, softened by Thy care, No more the face of horror wear. 5 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days, Demand successive songs of praise; \iul be the grateful homage paid, With morning light and evening shade. 120 FAST DAYS. GRATITUDE. L. M. '^^=ii=i^s^ppii 6 Here in Thy house let incense rise, And circling sabbaths bless our eyes ; Till to those lofty heights we soar, Where days and years revolve no more. 331 Fast Day. L. M. 1 When in our hour of utmost need We know not where to look for aid, When days and nights of anxious thought Nor help nor counsel yet have brought, 2 Then this our comfort is alone, That we may meet before thy throne, And cry, faithful God ! to thee For rescue from our misery ; 3 To thee may raise our hearts and eyes, Repenting sore with bitter sighs, And seek thy pardon for our sin, And respite from our griefs within. 4 For thou hast promised, graciously To hear all those who cry to thee Through him whose name alone is great, Our Saviour and our advocate. 5 And thus we come, God ! to-day, And all our woes before thee lay, For tried, afflicted, lo ! we stand, Peril and foes on every hand. 6 Ah ! hide not for our sins thy face ; Absolve us through thy boundless grace ; Be with us in our anguish still, Free us at last from everv ill. 7 That so with all our hearts may we Once more with joy give thanks to thee, And walk obedient to thy word, And now and ever praise the Lord. 332 "Oh, spare our guilty country, spare." L. M. 1 On thee, Lord our God, we call, Before thy throne devoutly fall ; Ob, whither sbould the helpless fly ? To whom but thee direct their cry ? 2 Lord, we repent, we weep, we mourn, To our forsaken God we turn ; Oh, spare our guilty country, spare The church thine hand hath planted here! 3 We plead thy grace, indulgent God ! We plead thy Son's atoning blood ; We plead thy gracious promises ; A.nd are they unavailing pleas ? 4 These pleas, presented at thy throne, Save brought ten thousand blessings (Iowa On guilty lands in helpless woe: Let them prevail to save us, too. Doxology. L.M. To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, Be honor, praise, and glory given, By all on earth, and all in heaven ! 121 HARVEST, THANKSGIVING, AND AMEEICA. 6s & 4s. --r-#-i — \-9— a — *~ -73—. 1 1 v -a- ~im- -*^i- . E&E _ -ff— »- -»--P--»- -g-. _ _ -g--g--g- ~ci — 9—9—~- r ^-r-\ — 1 1-1-1 — I — I — r-t- — P~0 — \-i-—p—s-r&—. i-i— 1 — •— 1 n If I I I -9-' -9-9- -9-9-0 ■9-9- -9-9-0- -9-' -9-9- -»- — 0-4 I -I— 1 1-1-1 — 1- -la-ri ! — 1 n H — - — _ * -^ — ' J -H c | — K-p-JJ-C— 1— -J-— 333 "The God of harvest praise." 6s & 4:8. 1 The God of harvest praise ; In loud thanksgiving raise Hand, heart, and voice ! < The valleys laugh and sing; Forests and mountains ring; The plains their tribute bring ; The streams rejoice. 2 Yea, bless his holy name, And joyous thanks proclaim Through all the earth ; To glory in 3*our lot Is comely ; but be not God's benefits forgot Amid your mirth. 3 The God of harvest praise ; Hands, hearts, and voices raise, With sweet accord; From field to garner throng, Bearing your sheaves along, And in your harvest song Bless ye the Lord. 334r The Voice of National Joy. 1 My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing : Land where my fathers died, Land of the pilgrim's pride, From every mountain side Let freedom ring ! 2 My native country, thee — Land of the noble free — Gs & 4s, Thy name I love : I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills, My heart with rapture thrills Like that above. 3 Let music swell the breeze, And ring from all the trees Sweet freedom's song ! Let mortal tongues awake ; Let all that breathe partake ; Let rocks their silence break — The sound prolong ! 4 Our fathers' God ! to thee, Author of liberty, To thee we sing ; Long may our land be bright With freedom's holy light ; Protect us by thy might, Great God, our King ! 335 "God save the State!" Gs & 4s. 1 God bless our native land ! Firm may she ever stand, Through storm and night ; When the wild tempests rave, Ruler of winds and wave, Do thou our country save By thy great might. 2 For her our prayer shall rise To God, above the skies ; On him we wait: Thou who art ever nigh, Guarding with watchful e3"e, To thee aloud we cry, God save the State ! 122 COMFORT IN AFFLICTIONS. NEW HAVEN. 6s&4s. 336 "0 God ! be Tlwu my stay." 1 Father, oh, hear me now ! Father, oh, hear me now! Father divine ! Thou, onlv thou, canst see The heart s deep agony ; Help me to say to thee "Thy will, not mine!" 2 God! be thou my stay, God ! be thou my stay, In this dark hour ; Kindly each sorrow hear, Hush every troubled fear, Then let me still revere, Still own thy power. 3 In thee alone I trust, In thee alone I trust, Thou Holy One ! Humbly to thee I pray That through each troubled day Of life, I still may say, " Thy will be done !" 337 P.. 37: 25. 1 Now I have found a Friend Whose love shall never end ; Jesus is mine. Though earthly joj~s decrease, Though human friendships cease, Now I have lasting* peace ; Jesus is mine. 2 Though I grow poor and old, He will my faith uphold ; Jesus is mine. 6s & 4s. He shall my wants supply ; His precious blood is nigh, Naught can my hope destroy ; Jesus is mine. 3 When earth shall pass away, In the great judgment day, Jesus is mine. Oh, what a glorious thing Then to behold my King, On tuneful harps to sing, Jesus is mine. ' What have I done for Tliee?" gg $ £g # Acts 9 : 6. 1 thou be:-t gift of heaven ! Thou who thyself hast given, — For thou hast died ! This thou hast done for me : What have I done for thee, iThou crucified ? 2 I long to serve thee more; 6s & 4s. Reveal an open door, Saviour, to me : Then, counting all but loss, I'll glory in thy cross, And follow thee. 3 Do thou but point the way, And give me strength t' obey ; Thy will be mine: Then can I think it joy To suffer or to die, Since I am thine. 123 INVITATION, AND HEBRON. I., li. =fl=J=i qoQ ' Behold, I stand at the door, and t isr [4 Dear Saviour ! let thy powerful love OOb* knock.' 1 — Rev. 3: 20. lj ' 1,x '\n a £■ -n. i t t> u 1 1 o t Ixi Confirm our faith, our fears remove : 1 Behold a Stranger at the door: Qh gweetl ^. h He gently knocks, has knocked before; L^ ide -> ug Q eternal / Has waited long, is waiting still : & You treat no other friend so ill. 2 Oh, lovely attitude ! he stands With melting heart and open hands : Qh, matchless kindness ! and he shows This matchless kindness to his foes ! 3 Rise, touched with gratitude divine, Turn out his enemy and thine ; Turn out thy soul-enslaving sin, And let the heavenly stranger in, 4 Oh, welcome him, the Prince of Peace! Now may his gentle reign increase ! Throw wide the door, each willing mind ; And be his empire all mankind. 34:1 A T o Hope in the Grave— Ps. SS. L. M. 1 While life prolongs its precious light, Mercy is found, and peace is given ; But soon, ah ! soon, approaching night Shall blot out every hope of heaven. 2 While God invites, how blest the day ! How sweet the gospel's charming sound ! Come, sinners, haste, oh, haste away, While yet a pardoning God he's found. 3 Soon, borne on time's most rapid wing, Shall death command you to the grave, Before his bar your spirits bring, And none be found to hear or save. O A r\ "Fear not ; I have redeemed thee. a-dzKJ Matt. 11 : 28. 1 Come, weary souls, with sin distressed Come, and accept the promised rest ; The Saviour's gracious call obey, And cast your gloomy fears away. 2 Oppressed with guilt.— a painful load,- Oh, come and bow before your God ! Divine compassion, mighty love, Will all the painful load remove. L. M. 4 Now God invites — how blest the day ! How sweet the gospel's charming sound ! Come, sinners, haste, oh, haste away, While yet a pardoning God is found. 342 L. M. "God calling yet. ,, 1 God calling yet ! — shall I not hear ? Earth's pleasures shall I still hold dear? Shall life's swift passing years all fly, And still my soul in 'slumbers lie ? 2 God calling yet ! — shall I not rise ? 3 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows. To cleanse your guilt and heal your woes ;Can I his loving voice despise, Pardon, and life, and endless peace — And basely his kind care repay ? How rich the gift ! how free the grace !,He calls me still : can I delay ? 124 CONVICTION OF SIN. WELTOF. -tHn» i—i — ' _,2_^_f9_ r ^2. 3 God calling yet ! — and shall he knock, And I my heart the closer lock ? He still is waiting to receive, And shall I dare his Spirit grieve ? 4 God calling yet ! — and shall I give No heed, but stdl in bondage live 'I I wait, but he does not forsake ; He calls me still ! — my heart, awake ! 5 God calling yet ! — I cannot stay ; My heart I yield without delay : Vain world, farewell ! from thee I part ; The voice of God hath reached my heart. 343 'Come, ye heav?/ laden" Matth. 11 : 28. 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 who learn of me: I'm of a meek and lowly mind ; But passion rages like the sea, And pride is restless as the wind. 3 "Blest is the man whose shoulders take My yoke, and bear it with delight : My yoke is easy to his neck, My grace shall make the burden light." 4 Jesus, we come at thy command ; "With faith, and hope, and humble zeal, Resign our spirits to thy hand, To mold and guide us at thy will. o4fc4r Longing for Freedom from Sin. -L. Jl. 1 Jesus demands this heart of mine, Demands my love, my joy, my care ; But ah ! how dead to things divine, How cold my best affections are ! 2 'T is sin, alas ! with dreadful power, Divides my Saviour from my sight ; Oh, for one happy, cloudless hour Of sacred freedom, sweet delight ! 3 Lord ! 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 expiring breath. 345 "Hide Thy face from my sins." Psalm 51. L.M. 1 Have mercy on me, my God ! In loving kindness hear my prayer; Withdraw the terror of thy rod ; Lord, in thy tender mercy, spare. 2 Offenses rise where'er I look, But I confess their guilt to thee ; Blot my transgressions from thy book ; Wash me from all iniquity. 3 Not streaming blood nor cleansing fire Tlry seeming anger can appease ; Burnt offerings thou dost not require, Or gladly I would render these. 4 The broken hearts in sacrifice, Alone, with thine acceptance meet : My heart, God, do not despise, Abased and contrite at thy feet. 125 INVITATIONS, AND LITANY. 7s. D. 3-46 Ezelc. 33 1 Sinners, turn, why will ye die? God, your Maker, asks you why; God, who did your being give, Made you with Himself to live; He the fatal cause demands, Asks the work of His own hands ; Why, ye thankless creatures, why Will ye cross His love, and die ? 2 Sinners, turn, why will ye die? God, your Saviour, asks you why ; God who did your souls retrieve, Died Himself that ye might live : Will you let Him die in vain ? Crucify your Lord again ? Why, ye ransomed sinners, why Will you slight His grace, and die ? 3 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? God, the Spirit, asks you why ; He, who .all your lives hath strove, Wooed you to embrace His love : Will you not His grace receive ? Will you still refuse to live ? Why, ye long-sought sinners, why Will ye grieve your God, and die ? 347 Tiie Voice of Jeans. Malt. 11 : 28—30. 7s. 1 Come, says Jesus' sacred voice, Come, and make my paths your choice; I will guide you to your home ; Weary wanderer, hither come ' 126 2 Thou who, homeless and forlorn, Long hast borne the proud world's scorn, Long hast roamed the barren waste, Weary wanderer, hither haste. 3 Ye who, tossed on beds of pain, Seek for ease, but seek in vain ; Ye, by fiercer anguish torn, In remorse for guilt who mourn : — 4 Hither come ! for here is found Balm that flows for every wound ; Peace that ever shall endure, Rest eternal, sacred, sure. t-j a rj " Now is the day of sah-ation." OiO James' 4 : 13. 1 Haste, sinner ! now be wise ; Stay not for the morrow's sun : Wisdom if you still despise, Harder is it to be won. 2 Haste, and mercy now implore; Stay not for the morrow's sun, Lest thy season should be o'er Ere the morrow is begun. 3 Haste, sinner! now return; Stay not for the morrow's sun, Lest thy lamp should cease to burn Ere salvation's work is done. 7s. 4 Lord! do thou the sinner turn — Turn him from his fearful state ; Let him not thy counsel spurn. Nor lament his choice too late ! PENITENCE. MAETYN. 7s. Double. 34:9 v Matt. 14: 30. 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 joj r 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 ! 350 Mercy for the Cliief of Sinners. 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 scorned the Son of God, Trampled on his precious blood, Would not hearken to his calls, Grieved him by a thousand falls. 3 Lord, incline me to repent ; Let me now my fall lament — Deeply my revolt deplore, Weep, believe, and sin no more. 7s. 4 Still for me the Saviour stands, Shows his wounds, and spreads his lands: God is love ! I know, I feel; Jesus weeps, and loves me still. o51 Confession. i S. 1 Oh these eyes, how dark and blind I Oh this foolish, earthly mind ! Oh this froward, selfish will, Which refuses to be still ! 2 Oh these ever roaming eyes, Upward that refuse to rise ! Oh these wayward feet of mine, Found in every path but thine ! 3 Oh this stubborn, prayerless knee, Hands so seldom clasped to thee, Longings of the soul that go, Like the wild wind to and fro ! 7s. 4 To and fro, without an aim, Turning idly whence they came ; Bringing in no joy, no bliss, Adding to my weariness. 5 Giver of the heavenly peace, Bid, oh, bid these tumults cease ; Minister thy holy balm, Fill me with thy Spirit's calm. 6 Thou, the Life, the Truth, the Way, Leave me not in sin to stay ; Bearer of the sinner's guilt, Lead me, lead me, as thou wilt ! 127 INVITATION, AND WOODSTOCK OPCO Tlte invitation of the Gospel, rt ivr OD*3 ita. 55:' 1, 2. Xjm JL ' 1 Let every mortal ear attend, And ev'ry heart rejoice ; The trumpet of the gospel sounds With an inviting voice. 2 Ho! all ye hungry starving souls That feed upon the wind, And vainly strive with earthly toys To fill an empty mind : 3 Eternal Wisdom has prepar'd A soul-reviving feast, And bids your longing appetites The rich provision taste. 4 Ho I ye that pant for living streams, And pine away and die ; Here you may quench your raging thirst With springs that never dry. 5 Rivers of love and mercy here In a rich ocean join ; Salvation in abundance flows, Like floods of milk and wine. f> The happy gates of gospel grace Stand open night and day ; Lord, we are come to seek supplies, And drive our wants away. 353 The Resolve.— Est. 4: 16. CM. 1 Come, humble sinner, in whose breast A thousand thoughts revolve ; Come, with your guilt and fear And make this last resolve : 2 "I'll go to Jesus, though my sin High as the mountains rose ; I know his courts, I'll enter in, Whatever may oppose. "Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, And there my guilt confess ; I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone, Without his sovereign grace. 4 "I'll to the gracious King approach, Whose scepter pardon gives ; Perhaps he may command my touch, And then the suppliant lives. 5 "Perhaps he will admit my plea, Perhaps will hear my prayer ; But if I perish, I will pray, And perish only there. 6 "I can but perish if I go ; I am resolved to try ; For if I stay away I know I must for ever die." 354: CM. 1 Return, wanderer, now return, And seek thy Father's face ! Those new desires, which in thee burn, Were kindled by his grace. 2 Return, wanderer, now return ! He hears thy humble sigh ; He sees thy softened spirit mourn, When no one else is nigh. 128 PENITENCE. FOUNTAIN. C M. 3 Return, wanderer, now return ! Thy Saviour bids thee live: Go to his bleeding feet, and learn How freely he'll forgive. 4 Return, wanderer, now return, And wipe the falling tear ! Thy Father calls — no longer mourn : His love invites thee near. 355 "He will abundantly pardon. Isaiah 55 : 7, 8. C. M, 1 Sinners, the voice of God regard ; His mercy speaks to-day : He calls you, by his sovereign word, From sin's destructive way. 2 Why will you in the crooked ways Of sin and folly go ? In pain you travel all your days, To reap eternal woe ! 3 But he that turns to God shall live, Through his abounding grace ; His mercy will the guilt forgive Of those who seek his face. 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. 4 His love exceeds your highest He pardons like a God : He will forgive your numerous faults Through a Redeemer's blood. 356 "Against Thee, Thee only, have I sinned." C. M, 1 Prostrate, dear Jesus, at thy feet A guilty rebel lies ; And upward to thy mercy-seat Presumes to lift his eyes. 9 357 "God be merciful to me a sinner." C. M. 1 Lord, like the publican I stand, And lift my heart to Thee ; Thy pardoning grace, God, command ; Be merciful to me. 2 I smite upon my anxious breast, O'erwhelmed with agony ! save my soul by sin oppressed ; Be merciful to me. 3 My guilt, my shame, I all confess, 1 have no hope nor plea But Jesus' blood and righteousness ; Be merciful to me. 4 Here at Thy cross I still would wait, Nor from its shelter flee, Till Thou, God, in mercy great, Art merciful to me. 129 PENITENCE, AND KENTUCKY. S. M. \-„^ »— C ) p^ Ifl 358 "WTieresftaKrerf be found?" S. M, 1 0, 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 we sigh : 'Tis not the whole of life to live, Nor all of death to die. 3 Beyond this vale of tears There is a life above, Unmeasured by the flight of years ; And all that life is love. 4 There is a death whose pang Outlasts the fleeting breath : Oh, what eternal horrors hang Around the second death ! 5 Lord God of truth and grace, Teach us that death to shun ; Lest we be banished from thy face, And evermore undone. 359 'The Spirit and the Bride say, c -no- Come." Rev. 22: 17. °* ltt ' 1 The Spirit in our hearts, Is whisp'ring, "Sinner, come;" The bride, the church of Christ, To all his children, "Come I" 2 Let him that heareth saj 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 ; we wait thine hour ; blest Redeemer, come I 360 2 Cor. 5: 21. S. M. 1 How heavy is the night That bangs 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 The powers of hell agree To hold our souls, in vain ; He sets the sons of bondage free, And breaks the cursed chain. 4 Lord, we adore Thy ways That bring us near to God ; Thy sovereign power, Th}- healing grace, And Thine atoning blood. Rest in God.— Gen 8 : 9. 361 1 Oh, cease, my wandering soul, On restless wing to roam ; All this wide world, to either pole, Hath not for thee a home. S.M, 130 CONVERSION. THATCHER. S. M. -U4 2 Behold the ark of God! Behold the open door! Oh, haste to gain that dear abode, And rove, my soul, no more. 3 There safe thou shalt abide, There sweet shall be thy rest, And every longing satisfied, With full salvation blest. 0£?0 "My soul, wait thou only upon c tut 1 Thou Lord of all above, And all below the sky, Prostrate before thy feet I fall And for thy mercy cry. 2 Forgive my follies past, The crimes which 1 have done; Bid a repenting sinner live, Through thine incarnate Son. 3 Guilt, like a heavy load, Upon my conscience lies ; To thee I make my sorrows known, And lift my weeping eyes. 4 The burden which I feel, Thou only canst remove ; Do thou display thy pard ning grace, And thine unbounded love. 5 One gracious look of thine Will ease my troubled breast ; Oh, let me know my sins forgiven, And I shall then be blest ! 363 Ezek. 11:19. S. M, 1 Jesus, I come to Thee, A sinner doomed to die ; My only refuge is Thy cross, Here at Thy feet I lie. 2 Can mercy reach my case, And all my sins remove ? Break, my God, this heart of stone, And melt it by Thy love. 3 Too long my soul has gone Far from my God astray ; I've sported on the brink of hell, In sin's delusive way. 4 But, Lord, my heart is fixed, I hope in Thee alone ; Break off the chains of sin and death, And bind me to Thy throne. 5 Thy blood can cleanse my heart, Thy hand can wipe my tears ; Oh send Thy blessed Spirit down To banish all my fears. 6 Then shall my soul arise, From sin and Satan free ; Redeemed from hell and every foe, I'll trust alone in Thee. Doxology. To God, the Father, Son, And Spirit, glory be, As was, and is, and shall remain Through all eternity ! S.M. 131 PENITENCE, AND WOODWOETH. L. M. r*=* =rt=^qirq=^i=T=qi=l' F^= Z — H F- -•- I^J^ -*r -fS>- -#- ±± 364: "Jus* as lam."— John 1 : 29. L. M 1 Just as I am, -without one plea, But that thy blood was shed for me, And that thou bid'st me come to thee, Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 2 Just as I am, and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot, To thee whose blood can cleanse each spot Lamb of God, I come I I come ! 3 Just as I am, though tossed about With many a conflict, many a doubt, Fightings within, and fears without, 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 Hath broken every barrier down : Now, to be thine, yea, thine alone, Lamb of God, I come 1 I come ! o«cr Prayer of the Publican. t v 000 L u he 18: 13. Ll » "*• 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 oppressed ; Christ and his cross my only plea: God, be merciful to me ! 3 Far off I stand with tearful eyes, 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: God, be merciful to me I 5 And when redeemed from sin and hell, With all the ransomed throng I dwell, My raptured song shall ever be, God has been merciful to me ! 366 "Blot out my transgressions. 1 ' t •■»• Psalm 51. Li ' ™K 1 thou that hear'st when sinners cry, Though all my crimes before thee lie, Behold me 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 presence from my heart. 3 I cannot live without thy light, Cast out and banished from thy sight; Thy holy joys, my God, restore, And guard me that I fall no more. 132 CONVERSION. HALLBT. Ij. M. Geo. Kingsley. 4 Though I have grieved thy Spirit, ImI'QQQ "Restore unto me thejoyofThy j^ jj^ His help and comfort still afford; And let a sinner seek thy throne, To plead the merits of thy Son. 0<~""y "Show pity, Lord! Lord, x -jir 00 / forgive:' Psalm 51. Jj » aLt 1 Show pity, Lord ! Lord, forgive ; Let a repenting rebel live ; Are not thy mercies large and free ? May not a sinner trust in thee ? 2 My crimes are great, but ne'er surpass The power and glory of thy grace : Great God ! thy nature hath no bound, So let thy pard'ning love be found. 3 Oh, wash my soul from every sin, And make my guilty conscience clean ! Here on my heart the burden lies, And past offences pain mine eyes. 4 My lips with shame my sins confess, Against thy law, against thy grace ; Lord, should thy judgment grow severe, I am condemned, but thou art clear. 5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath I must pronounce thee just in death; And if my soul were sent to hell, Thy righteous law approves it well. 6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord ! "Whose hope, still hovering round thy word, Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair. salvation." Psalm 51. 1 A broken heart, my God, my King, Is all the sacrifice I bring; The God of grace will ne er despise A broken heart for sacrifice. 2 My 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. 3 Then will I teach the world thy ways : Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace; I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, And they shall praise a pard'ning God. "Cast me not away from. Thy L.M. 369 1 turn, great Ruler of the skies ! Turn from my sin thy searching eyes ; Nor let th' offences of my hand Within thy book recorded stand. 2 Give me a will to thine subdued, — A conscience pure, a soul renewed ; Nor let me, wrapt in endless gloom, An outcast from thy presence roam. 3 Oh, let thy Spirit to my heart Once more its quickening aid impart; Mj r mind from every fear release, And soothe my troubled thoughts to peace. Doxology. £. Jfl^ To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, three in one, Be honor, praise and glory given By all on earth and all in heaven. 133 PENITENCE, AND NAOMI. C. M. ~ — i — *" 1 I ££ -y-y- ra *- -3=f: r rw m- -(«-. M 370 * "I heard the voice of Jestis." 1 I heard the voice of Jesus say, "Come unto me and rest; Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon my breast :" 2 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. 3 I heard the voice of Jesus say, "Behold, I freely give The living water ! thirst}' one, Stoop down, and drink, and live." 4 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. 5 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." 6 I looked to Jesus and I found In him my Star, my Sun ; And in that light of life I'll walk Till all my journey's done. I -S-*- r 1 C. M. 2 The world and Satan I forsake — To thee, I all resign ; My longing heart, Jesus! take, And fill with love divine. 3 Oh ! may I never turn aside, Nor from thy bosom flee ; Let nothing here my heart divide I give it all to thee. Pvov. 23 : 26. CM. 371 1 Welcome, Saviour ! to my heart ; Possess thine humble throne; Bid every rival hence depart, And claim me for thine own. 372 'Lord, remember me. Lute 23: -12. C M. 1 thou, from whom all goodness Cows, 1 lift my soul to thee ; In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes, Lord, remember me ! 2 When on my aching, burdened heart My sins lie heavily, Thy pardon grant, new peace impart ; Then, Lord, remember me ! 3 When trials sore obstruct my way, And ills I cannot flee, Oh, let my strength be as my day — Dear Lord, remember me ! 4 When in the solemn hour of death 1 wait thy just decree ; Be this the prayer of my last breath : Now, Lord, remember me ! 5 And when before thy throne I stand, And lift my soul to thee, Then with the saints at thy right hand, Lord, remember me ! 134 CONVERSION. BHINE. C. M. 373 Matt. 11:28. CM. 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 Bowed down beneath a load of sin, By Satan sorely prest, By war without, and fear within, I come to Thee for rest. 4 Be Thou my Shield and Hiding-place, That, sheltered near Thy side, I may my fierce accuser face, And tell him, Thou hast died. 5 Oh wondrous love, to bleed and die, To bear the cross and shame, That guilty sinners, such as I, Might plead Thy gracious Name ! Ps. 51 : 10. CM. 374, 1 0, 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 ! 4 A heart in every thought renewed, And filled with love divine ; Perfect and right and pure and good, A copy, Lord ! of thine. rytypi "There is forgiveness with Thee." ri -m- «J ' O Psalm 130. ^* m * 1 Out of the deeps of long distress, The borders of despair, 1 sent my cries to seek thy grace, My groans to move thine ear. 2 Great God ! should thy severer eye, And thine impartial hand, Be strict to mark iniquity, No mortal flesh could stand. 3 But there are pardons with my God, For crimes of high degree ; Thy Son has bought them with 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 In God the Lord let Israel trust ; sinners, seek his face ; The Lord is good, as well as just, And plenteous in his grace. 135 FAITH IN CHRIST. BOCK OF AGES. 7s. 6 lines. 376 "ItocJc of Ages."—1 Cor. 10 : 4. 7 s. 1 Rock of ages, cleft for me ! Let me hide myself in thee ; Let the water and the blood From thy riven side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure ; Cleanse me from its guilt and power. 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. 3 Nothing in my hand I bring; Simply to thy cross I cling; Naked, come to thee for dress, Helpless, look to thee for grace, Foul, I to the fountain fly ; "Wash me, Saviour I 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, Rock of ages, cleft for me ! Let me hide myself in thee. 377 Matt 26 : 20. 1 Saviour of our ruined race, Fountain of redeeming grace, Let us now Thy fulness see, While we here converse with Thee; Hearken to our ardent prayer, Let us all Thy blessing share. 7s, 2 Weak, unworthy, sinful, vile, Yet we seek Thy heavenly smile ; Canst Thou all our sins forgive ? Dost Thou bid us look and live ? Lord, we wonder and adore ! Oh for grace to love Thee more. 378 Phil. 3 : 8. 1 Blessed Saviour, Thee I love, All my other joys above ; All my hopes in Thee abide, Thou my Hope, and nought beside; Ever let my glory be, Only, only, only Thee. 2 Once again beside the cross, All my gain I count but loss ; Earthly pleasures fade away ; Clouds they are that hide my day ; Hence, vain shadows ! let me see Jesus, crucified for me. 3 From beneath that thorny crown Trickle drops of cleansing down ; Pardon from thy pierced hand Now I take, while here I stand ; Only then I live to Thee, When Thy wounded side I see. 4 Blessed Saviour, Thine am I, Thine to live, and Thine to die ; Height or depth, or earthly power, Ne'er shall hide my Saviour more: Ever shall my glory be, Only, only, only Thee ! 7s. 136 PASSION-WEEK AND LORD'S DAY. SABBATH. 7s. 6 lines. 379 Our Example. - zacC?- II £± 387 2 Cor. 5:7. £. M. 1 Bj r faith in Christ I walk with God, With heaven, mj r journey's end, in view; Supported by his staff and rod, My road is safe and pleasant too. 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 affords 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 mj r 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. 388 IIeh - 11: 8 - L. M. 1 As when the weary traveler gains The height of some o'erlooking hill, His heart revives, if o'er the plains He sees his home, though distant still, — 2 So when the Christian pilgrim views, By faith, his mansion in the skies, The sight his fainting strength renews, And wings his speed to reach the prize. 3 "'Tis there," he saj-s, "I am to dwell With Jesus in the realms of day : Then shall I bid my cares farewell, And he will wipe my tears away." 4 The best obedience of my hands Dares not appear before thy throne ; But faith can answer thy demands By pleading what my Lord has done. OOr\ All things hit loss for Christ. x -\r o»y pi, a. 3: 7,8. -k* M * 1 No more, my God, I boast no more Of all the duties I have done; 1 quit the hopes I held before, To trust the merits of thy Son. 2 Now, for the love I bear his name, What was my gain, I count my loss; My former pride I call my shame, And nail my glory to his cross. 3 Yes; and I must and will esteem All things but loss for Jesus' sake ; Oh, may my soul be found in him, And of his righteousness partake! OflA "The faith of jo>/s to come. x TW CjyU H e b. 11: 8. **• Sa -» 1 'Tis by the faith of joys to come We walk thro' deserts dark as night; Till we arrive at heaven, our home, Faith is our guide, and faith our light. 140 JUSTIFICATION. OBIEIi. Ii. M., or 8s & 4s. ■f g? g££8 SS -e-P-P- -&-P- -P-P-W- ■*-*- ££ -P-S- ■s*- ±?t 3=q_ -si-el: -«- ?-*- -P--0- t=2=£ '±± ^-V-V- 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. 391 'It is God that justifi-eth. r Rom. 8 : 33—37. L.M. 1 Who shall the Lord's elect condemn? 'Tis God who 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 him rising from the dead ! 3 He lives ! he lives ! and sits above, Forever interceding there : Who shall divide us from his love, Or what should tempt us to despair ? 4 Shall persecution, or distress, Famine, or sword, or nakedness ? He who hath loved us bears us through, And makes us more than conquerors too. 5 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. 392 Bom. 5 : 9. 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, For who aught to my charge shall lay ? Fully absolved through these I am, From sin and fear, from guilt and shame. 3 W hen from the dust of death I 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. Doxology. -L« M» Praise God, from whom all blessings flow ! Praise him, all creatures here below ! Praise him above, ye heavenly host ! Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! 141 ADOPTION, AND DOVER. 8. M. 1 nriQ "Tliat tee should be called the sons dVd of God."— 1 John 3 : 1, 2. 1 Behold, what wondrous grace The Father has bestowed On sinners of a mortal race, To call them sons of God I 2 Nor doth it yet appear How great we must be made! But when we see our Saviour here, We shall be like our Head. 3 A hope so much divine May trials well endure ; May purify our souls from sin, As Christ, the Lord, is pure. 4 If in my Father's love I share a filial part, Send down thy Spirit, like a dove, To rest upon my heart. S. M. ^ Grace taught 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 daj~s ; It lays in heaven the topmost stone, And well deserves the praise. 395 Weak believers encouraged, O* 3k » 1 Your harps, ye trembling saints, Down from the willows take ; Loud to the praise of Christ our Lord, Bid ev'ry string awake. 2 Though in a foreign land, We are not far from home ; And nearer to our house above We ev'ry moment come. 5 We would no longer lie Like slaves beneath the throne; Our faith shall "Abba, Father," cry, And thou the kindred own. 394t Eph. 2 : 8. 1 Grace ! 'tis a charming sound, Harmonious to the ear ; Heaven with the echo shall resound, And all the earth shall hear. 2 Grace first contrived a way To save rebellious man ; And all the steps that grace display, Which drew the wondrous plan. S.M. 3 His grace shall to the end Stronger and brighter shine; Nor present things, nor things to come Shall quench the spark divine. 4 The time of love will come, When we shall clearly see Not only that he shed his blood, But each shall say, "forme." 5 Tarry his leisure, then, Wait the appointed hour ; Wait till the bridegroom of j-our souls Reveals his love with pow'r. 142 UNION WITH CHRIST. HAYDN. S. M -4 395 Gal. 2:20. S. M. 1 Jesus ! I live to thee, The loveliest and best ; My life in thee, thy life in me, In thy blest love I rest. 2 Jesus ! I die to thee Whenever death shall come ; To die in thee is life to me In my eternal home. 3 Whether to live or die, I know not which is best; To live in thee is bliss to me, To die is endless rest. 4 Living or dying, Lord! I ask but to be thine ; My life in thee, thy life in me, Makes heaven for ever mine. 397 "I in them, and Thou in me." ©• M« 1 Dear Saviour ! we are thine, By everlasting bands ; Our hearts, our souls, we would resign Entirely to thy hands. 2 To thee we still would cleave With ever-growing zeal ; If millions tempt us Christ to leave, Oh, let them ne'er prevail! 3 Thy Spirit shall unite Our souls to thee, our Head ; Shall form in us thine image bright, And teach thy paths to tread. 4 Death may our souls divide From these abodes of clay ; But love shall keep us near thy side, Through all the gloomy way. 5 Since Christ and we are one, Why should we doubt or fear ? If he in heaven has fixed his throne, He'll bring his members there. 398 S.M. Jesus our Living Head. 1 Our heavenly Father calls, And Christ invites us near ; With both, our friendship shall be sweet, And our communion dear. 2 God pities all our griefs ; He pardons every day, — Almighty to protect our souls, And wise to guide our way. 3 How large his bounties are ! What various stores of good, Diffused from our Redeemer's hand, And purchased with his blood ! 4 Jesus, our living Head ! We bless thy faithful care, — Our Advocate before the throne, And our Forerunner there. 5 Here fix, my roving heart ; Here wait, my warmest love ; Till the communion be complete, In nobler scenes above. Doxology. S. M. The Father and the Son, And Spirit we adore ; We praise, we bless, we worship thee, Both now and evermore ! 143 HOPE AND TRUST IN GOD, HEBTDON. 7s OOn "By grace are ye saved, Oyy through faith." 1 Joyful be the hours to-day ; Joyful let the season be ; Let us sing, for well we may : Jesus ! we will sing of thee. 2 Should thy people silent be, Then the very stones would sing: What a debt we owe to thee, Thee, our Saviour, thee, our King ! 3 Joyful are we now to own, Rapture thrills us as we trace All the deeds thy love hath done, All the riches of thy grace. 4 'T is thy grace alone can save ; Every blessing comes from thee — All we have and hope to have, All we are and hope to be. 5 Thine the Name to sinners dear ! Thine the Name all names before ! Blessed here and everywhere ; Blessed now and evermore ! 7s. Confidence in Gnd's Care. Psalm 23. 400 1 To thy pastures fair and large, Heavenly Shepherd, lead thy charge ; And my couch, with tend' rest care, 'Mid the springing grass prepare. 2 When I faint with summer's heat, Thou shalt guide my weary feet To the streams that, still and slow, Through the verdant meadows flow. 7s, 3 Safe the dreary vale I tread, By the shades of death o'erspread, With thy rod and staff supplied — This my guard, and that my guide. 4 Constant to my latest end, Thou my footsteps shalt attend; Thou shalt bid thy hallowed dome Yield me an eternal home. •±01. "Let us not deep, as do others." 7S. 1 Sleep not, soldier of the Cross ! Foes are lurking all around ; Look not here to find repose: This is but thy battle-ground. 2 Up! and take thy shield and sword; Up ! it is the call of heaven: Shrink not faithless from thy Lord ; Nobly strive as he hath striven. 3 Break through all the force of ill ; Tread the might of passion down, — Struggling onward, onward still, To the conqu'ring Saviour's crown! 4 Through the midst of toil and pain, Let this thought ne'er leave thy breast: Every triumph thou dost gain Makes more sweet thy coming rest. 4:03 Onward go. 7s. 1 Oft in danger, oft in woe, Onward, Christian, onward £o! Fight the fight, maintain the strife, Strengthened with the bread of life. 144 CHRISTIAN WARFARE AND PRAYER. VON" WEBER. 7s. 2 Onward, Christian, onward go ! Join the war ana face the foe : Will you flee in danger's hour ? Know you not your captain's power ? 3 Let your drooping heart be glad ; March, in heavenly armor clad; Fight ! nor think the battle long ; Soon shall vict'ry tune your song. 4 Let not sorrow dim your eye ; Soon shall every tear be dry: Let not fears your course impede ; Great your strength, if great your need. 5 Onward, then, to battle move ! More than conqu'ror you shall prove ; Though opposed by many a foe, Christian soldier, onward go ! 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 Gimrd, my Friend, Lead me to my journey's end. 4:04: 403 Matt. 7:7. 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. 7s. Humble request. 7s. Lord, we come before thee now, At thy feet we humbly bow ; ! do not our suit disdain ; Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain? 2 In thine own appointed way, Now we seek thee, — here we stay; Lord, from hence we could not go, Till a blessing thou bestow. 3 Send some message from thy word, That may joy and peace afford; Let thy spirit now impart Full salvation to each heart. 4 Comfort those who weep and mourn, Let the time of joy return ; Those who are cast down lift up, Make them strong in faith and hope. 5 Grant that all may seek and find Thee a God supremely kind ; Heal the sick, the captive free; Let us all rejoice in thee. 145 ADOPTION, LONGING, THE CHURCH, NETTLETON. 8 & 7s. Double. Fine. lllii im & tt 405 "le are the temple of the liv- o„ c. n„ in<7 God." 8S & ?S ' 1 Love divine, all love excelling, Joy of heaven to earth come down ! Fix in us thy humble dwelling ; All thy faithful mercies crown : Jesus! thou art all compassion; Pure, unbounded love thou art: Visit us with thy salvation ; Enter every longing heart. 2 Finish, Lord, thy new creation ; Pure and spotless may we 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. 406 The Pilgrim's Prayer. 8s & 7 s, 1 Shepherd of thine Israel ! lead us, Pilgrims o'er this barren sand ; Thou who hast from bondage freed us, Guard us by thine outstretched hand : Guide thy chosen Safely to the promised land. 2 Feed us with the heavenly manna ; Fainting, may we feel thy might ; Go before us as our banner, Cloud by day, and fire by night : Great Redeemer, Shine around us ; — thou art light. 3 When we come to death's dark river, Bid the swelling stream divide ; Thou who canst our life deliver, Bear us through the sundered tide : Praises, praises Will we sing on Canaan's side. 407 ISam. 7: 12. Ss & 7 8. 1 Come, thou fount of ev'ry blessing, Tune my heart to sing thy grace ; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise. Teach me some melodious sonnet, Sung by flaming tongues above ; Praise the mount — I'm fixed upon it — Mount of God's unchanging love. 2 Here I raise my Eben-Ezer, Hither by thy help I'm come ; And I hope, by thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home. Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wand' ring from the fold of God; He to rescue me from danger, Interpos'd with precious blood. 3 Oh! to grace how great a debtor, Daily I'm constrain'd to be! Let that grace now, like a fetter, Bind my wand' ring heart to thee ; Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it — Prone to leave the God I love — Here's my heart — take and seal it; Seal it from thy courts above. 146 AND MISSIONS. GREENVILLE. 8s, 7s & 4s. Fine. B.C. — al— iNfJ- U *■ — V- 7gi£jt y$- -»- -»- -»- * — £- f=t •4:03 "Zion,ci!tjofourlGod.'> 8s&7s.l2 Let the dark, benighted pagan, 1 Glorious things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God ; He whose word can ne'er be broken Choose thee for his own abode. 2 Lord, thy Church is still thy dwelling Still is precious in thy sight ; Judah's temple far excelling, Beaming with the Gospel's light. 3 On the Rock of Ages founded, What can shake her sure repose ? With salvation's wall surrounded, She can smile at all her foes. 4 Glorious things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God ; He whose word can ne'er be broken Chose thee for his own abode. 409 "Thy kingdom come. Matt. 6 : 10. 8s&7s, 1 O'er the gloomy hills of darkness Look, my soul! be still, — and gaze; See the promises advancing To a glorious day of grace : Blessed jubilee ! Let thy glorious morning dawn. Let the rude barbarian see That divine and glorious conquest, Once obtained on Calvary : Let the Gospel Loud resound, from pole to pole ! 3 Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness- Grant them, Lord, the glorious light; Now from eastern coast to western May the morning chase the night ; Let redemption, Freely purchased, win the day. 4 Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel ! Win and conquer, — never cease ; May thy lasting, wide dominions Multiply and still increase : Sway thy scepter, Saviour ! all the world around. Doxology. Ss & 7s. Praise the God of our salvation, Praise the Father's boundless love : Praise the Lamb, our expiation ; Praise the Spirit from above : Praise the Fountain of salvation, Him by whom our spirits live ; Undivided adoration To the one Jehovah give ' 147 JOY, HOPE AND EETEEAT. A t r\ "While I live will I praise the x IT 4t1. M. 1 God of my life ! through all my days My grateful powers shall sound thy praise; The song shall wake with opening light, And warble to the silent night. 2 When anxious care would break ray rest, And grief would tear my throbbing breast, Thy tuneful praises raised on high, Shall check the murmur and the sigh. 3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all my powers of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 4 But, oh ! when that last conflict's o'er, And I am chained to flesh no more, With what glad accents shall I rise To join the music of the skies ! A t -t u Wliat sinners value, I resian." x *T 4,11 Psalm 17. **.&* 1 What sinners value, I resign ; Lord, 't is enough that thou art mine : 1 shall behold thy blissful face, And stand complete in righteousness. 2 This life's a dream, an empty show; But the bright world to which I go Hath joys substantial and sincere : When shall I wake and find me there ? 3 Oh, glorious hour ! oh, blest abode ! I shall be near and like my God ; And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of the soul. 4 My flesh shall slumber in the ground Till the last trumpet's joyful sound ; Then burst the chains with sweet surprise, And in my Saviour's image rise ! a -\ c\ Faith exemplified in the Life. x -\r 4L1_*£ Tit. 2 : 10—13. L " aLt 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 Our flesh and sense must be denied, Passion and env}', lust and pride ; While justice, temperance, truth, and love, Our inward piety approve. 4 Religion bears our spirits up, While we expect that blessed hope, The bright appearance of the Lord, — And faith stands leaning on his word. A 1 «-» Trust in Christ at the hour of x TW 4rl3 death. L > M * 1 Jesus, in whom but thee above Can I repose my trust, my love ? And shall an earthly object be Loved in comparison with thee? 2 How soon, Lord, will life decay! How soon this world will pass away! Ah ! what can mortal friends avail, When heart and strength and life shall fail ! 3 Oh, then, be thou, my Saviour, nigh, And I will triumph while I die ; My strength, my portion, is divine, And Jesus is forever mine ! 148 TRUST IN GOD. HALLET. Ii. M, Geo. Kingsley. Tpt T^sm *-- * ±±d KJt ■jfa. fcte§=££E -(=- ±=fc£ -•-•-I — ri Hn-~a*- •-^25*- -»-©-»- -B> "# dfce F 1 — 1 — t-i — I 1 — ^ — hi it rri — h« — r^ — ^-r-J- ii 1 — \-m 1 1 — f—\ — 1 -J 1— )— I 1 — — i — — *- -&—. — Ii *.*l JL jLJ. 42. 1= ^tl^t Looking to God in Trouble. L. M. 1 God of my life ! to thee I call; Afflicted, at thy feet I fall ; When high the water-floods prevail, Leave not my trembling heart to fail. 2 Friend of the friendless and the faint, Where should I lodge my deep complaint — Where but with thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor ? 3 Did ever mourner plead with thee, And thou refuse that mourner's plea? Doth not the word still fixed remain, That none shall seek thy face in vain ? 4 Poor though I am — despised, forgot, Yet God, my God, forgets me not; And he is safe, and must succeed, For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead. a -» p? "I will praise thee forever be' x tit 44: XO cause thou hast done it." ' 1 Eedeem'd from guilt, redeem'd from fears, My soul enlarged and dried my tears, What can I do, Love divine, What, to repay such gifts as thine ? 2 What can I do, so poor, so weak, But from Thy hands new blessings seek, A heart to feel Thy mercies more, A soul to know Thee, and adore ? teach me at Thy feet to fall, And yield Thee up myself, my all ! Before Thy saints my debts to own, And live and die to Thee alone ! 4 Thy Spirit, Lord, at large impart, Expand and raise and fill my heart! So may I hope my life shall be Some faint return, Lord, to Thee. a -% /-» "Search me, God, and Tcnow t -kf 4tl6 my heart." L ' M * 1 Thou, to whose all-searching sight, The darkness shineth as the light, Search, prove my heart, it pants for Tliee ; 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 Lord, art clean. 3 If in this darksome wild I stray Be Thou my light, be Thou my Way ; No foes, no violence I fear, No fraud, 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. Doxology. Xi. JJ1. To Father, Son and Holy Ghost, The God whom earth and heaven adore, Be glory as it was of old, Is now, and shall be evermore. 149 JOY, HOPE, AND EVAN. 4rl7 Walking with God. Gen. 5:24. CM. 1 for a closer walk with God, A calm and heav'nly frame, A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb ! 2 Where is the blessedness I knew, When first I saw the Lord ? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word ? 3 What peaceful hours I then enjoy'd ! How sweet their mem'ry still ! But now I find an aching void The world can never fill. 4 Return, 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 ro That leads me to the Lamb. " In my Father's house are many mansions." CM. 418 1 When I can read my title clear To mansions in the skies, 1 bid farewell to every fear, And wipe mj r weeping eyes. 2 Should earth against my soul engage, And hellish darts be hurled, Then I can smile at Satan's rage, And face a frowning world. 3 Let cares like a wild deluge come, And storms of sorrow fall ; May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all, — 4 There shall I bathe my weary soul In seas of heavenly rest, And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast. 4:19 The happiness of a Christian. C M. 1 happy soul that lives on high ! While men lie grov'ling here, His hopes are fix'd above the sky, And faith forbids his fear. 2 His conscience knows no'secret stings, While grace and joy combine To form a life, whose holy springs Are hidden and divine. 3 He waits in secret on his God, His God in secret sees ; Let earth be all in arms abroad, He dwells in heav'nly peace. 4 His pleasures rise from things unseen, Beyond this world and time, Where neither eyes nor ears have been, Nor thoughts of mortals climb. 5 He looks to heav'n's eternal hill, To meet that glorious day, When Christ his promise shall fulfill, And call his soul away. 150 TRUST IN GOD. BEBNABD. C. M. -420 CM. Besting in God. 1 Whilst thee I seek, protecting Power ! Be my vain wishes stilled ; And may this consecrated honr With better hopes be filled ! A 2 Thy love the power of thought bestowed: To thee my thoughts would soar ; Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed ; That mercy I adore. 3 In every joy that crowns my days, In every pain I bear, My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in prayer. 4 When gladness wings my favored hour, Thy love my thoughts shall fill ; Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower, My soul shall meet thy will. 5 My lifted eye, without a tear, The gathering storm shall see : My steadfast heart shall know no fear; That heart will rest on thee. 4:21 Living to God. C M, 1 thou, the Lord and Life of those Who rest their hope in Thee ; Whose love, from everlasting woes, Hath set Thy people free ; 2 Thine agony and death display The curse our guilt should bear ; Thy resurrection points the way To bliss that we may share. 3 To thee, Lord, we lift our heart, Thy mercy we implore ; Help us to choose the better part, And go, and sin no more. 4 Help us the Saviour to confess, In whom our life to see ; And oh ! may fruits of holiness Prove that we live to Thee, 4:22 "Walk in the light."— 1 John 1 ; 7. CM. 1 Walk in the light]! so shalt thou know That fellowship of love His Spirit only can bestow, Who reigns in light above. 2 Walk in the light ; and thou shalt own Thy darkness passed away, Because that light on thee hath shone In which is perfect day. 3 Walk in the light ! and ev'n the tomb No fearful shade shall wear : Glory shall chase away its gloom, For Christ hath conquered there ! 4 Walk in the light ! and thine shall be A path, though thorny, bright ; For God, by grace, shall dwell in thee, And God himself is light ! Doxology- C« JxL* To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One God, whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. 151 JOY, HOPE, AND "WOODLAND. C. M. 4: 2 3 "Dear Refuge of my weary soul." C 1 Dear Refuge of my weary soul, On thee, when sorrows rise — On thee, when waves of trouble roll, My fainting hope relies. 2 To thee I tell each rising grief, For thou alone canst heal; Thy word can bring a sweet relief For every pain I feel. 3 Hast thou not bid me seek thy face ? And shall I seek in vain ? And can the ear of sovereign grace Be deaf when I complain? 4 No; still the ear of sovereign grace Attends the mourner's prayer ; Oh, may I ever find access To breathe my sorrows there ! 5 Thy mercy-seat is open still ; Here let my soul retreat, With humble hope attend thy will, And wait beneath thy feet. a j-v a "Lord, I believe ; help Thou mine ri -wr 4:~Stfc unbelief."— Hark 9: 24. V. 1U. 1 Lord, I believe ; thy power I own, Thy word I would obey ; 1 wander comfortless and lone, When from thy truth I stray. 2 Lord, I believe ; but gloomy fears Sometimes bedim my sight ; I look to thee with prayers and tears, And cry for strength and light. 3 Lord, I believe; but oft I know, My faith is cold and weak ; My weakness strengthen, and bestow The confidence I seek ! 4 Yes ! I believe ; and only thou Canst give my soul relief; Lord ! to thy truth my spirit bow ; "Help thou mine unbelief!" 4:20 "Secure from every foe." C M» 1 Grant me within thy courts a place, Among thy saints a seat, For ever to behold thy face, And worship at thy feet ; 2 In thy pavilion to abide When storms of trouble blow, And in thy tabernacle hide, Secure from every foe. 3 Then leave me not when griets assail And earthly comforts flee ; When father, mother, kindred, fail, My God! remember me. 4 Wait on the Lord, with courage wait ; My soul, disdain to fear ; The righteous Judge is at the gate, And thy redemption near. ,1 <->/^ "Victor)/ through our Lord Jesus fi -mr 4fc — »- -* — •- A 9 ■j— * * # * , — £ • Llffl -p- '• U — ^-1 — *-l , 1 -•- • 1 n h ^jgj^I fl 430 CM. ".dm J a soldier of the Ocwa." 2 Tim. 2 I 3. 1 Am I a soldier of the cross, A follower of the Lamb ? And shall I fear to own his cause, Or blush to speak his name ? 2 Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas ? 3 Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God ? 4 Sure I must fight if I would reign; Increase my courage, Lord ! I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by thy word. 5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, Shall conquer, though they die ; They view the triumph from afar, And seize it with their eve. 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 ca'ls thee from on high ; Tis his own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye, — 4 That prize with peerless glories bright, Which shall new luster boast. When victor's wreaths and monarch's gems Shall blend in common dust. Blest Saviour, introduced by thee, Have I my race begun ; And, crowned with vict'ry, at thy feet I'll lay my honors down. 6 When that illustrious day shall rise, And all thine armies shine In robes of vict ry through the skies, The glory shall be thine. The Cross and the Croicn. -432 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. 4r31 The Heavenly Race.— Phil. 3 How happy are the saints above Who once went sorrowing here : But now they taste unmingled love, 14 CM. -^ Q d joy without a tear. 1 Awake, my soul! stretch every nerve, 3 The consecrated cross I'll bear, And press with vigor on : A heavenly race demands thy zeal, A bright, immortal crown. Till death shall set me free, And then go home my crown to wear — For there s a crown for me ! 154 THE CHRISTIAN WARFARE. DEVIZES. C. M. JOO "It is I; be not afraid." fi w 4irOO Matt. 14: 27. 1;. 1U.. 1 When waves of trouble round me swell, My soul is not dismayed ; 1 hear a voice I know full well : '"Tis I; be not afraid." 2 When black the threatening clouds appear, And storms my path invade, That voice shall calm each rising fear : "'Tis I; be not afraid." 3 There is a gulf that must be crossed : Saviour ! be near to aid ; Whisper, when my frail bark is tossed, '"Tis I; be not afraid." 4 There is a dark and fearful vale, — Death hides within its shade ; Oh, say, when flesh and heart shall fail, " 'Tis I; be not afraid !" 4:o4t "The cross before the crown." C« Jit 1 0, speed thee, Christian! on thy way, And to thine armor cling ; With girded loins the call obey Which grace, and mercy bring. 2 There is a battle to be fought, An upward race to run, A crown of glory to be sought, A vict'ry to be won. 3 Oh, faint not, Christian ! for thy sighs Are heard before the throne ; The race must come before the prize, The cross before the crown. 4-35 "Through flood and flames." CM, 1 We seek a rest beyond the skies, In everlasting day ; Through flood and flames the passage lies, But Jesus guards the way. 2 The swelling flood, the raging flame, Hear and obey His word ; Then let us triumph in His name, Our Saviour is the Lord. 436 "Haste Tliee to help me." Psalm 22. CM. 1 0, help us, Lord ! — each hour of need Thy heavenly succor give ; Help us in thought, and word, and deed, Each hour on earth we live. 2 Oh, help us when our spirits bleed, With contrite anguish sore ; And when our hearts are cold and dead, Oh, help us, Lord, the more ! 3 Oh, help us, through the power of faith, More firmly -to believe ! For still the more the servant hath The more shall he receive. 4 0, help us, Jesus ! from on high We know no help but thee ; Oh, help us so to live and die, As thine in heaven to be ! Doxology. C« Sit The Father's Name we loudly raise, The Son we all adore, The Holy Ghost, One God, we praise, Both now and evermore. 155 THE CHRISTIAN WARFARE. MISSIONARY CHANT. Ii. M. — +-1- 9 ~T g ' ^-$-%j j£_ U a—0—f-*-e-6-& &— L& — ; 'J n #— a -|tt-)t_|*- £ ■g g pg -t q« "Stand wj), my sovl, shal:e off 4fco / thy /ears." 1 Stand up, my soul! shake off thy fears, And gird the Gospel armor on ; March to the gates of endless joy, Where Jesus, thy great Captain's gone. 2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course ; But hell and sin are vanquished foes: Thy Jesus nailed them to the cross, And sung the triumph when he rose. 3 Then let my soul march boldly on ; Press forward to the heavenly gate : There peace and joy eternal reign, And glitt'ring robes for conquerors wait • 4 There shall I wear a starry crown, And triumph in almighty grace, While all the armies of the skies Join in my glorious Leader's praise. I Jj t JI. -A From thee, the overflowing spring, Our souls shall drink a fresh supply ; While such as trust their native strength Shall melt away, and droop, and die. 5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air We'll mount aloft to thine abode ; On wings of love our souls shall fly, Nor tire amid the heavenly road ! AQQ "Lord ; save us, ice perish /" Ij. 31, 1 The billows swell, the winds are high; Clouds overcast my wint'ry sky : Out of the depths to thee I call; My fears are great, my strength is small. 2 Lord, the pilot's part perform. And guide and guard me through tlie storm, Defend me from each threatening ill : Control the waves ; say, "Peace! be stilL" >Q "!T7icv shall mount up icith icings *© as eagles. — Isa. 40: 31. 1 Awake, our souls ! away our fears ! Let every trembling thought be gone; Awake, and run the heavenly race, And put a cheerful courage on . 2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road, And mortal spirits tire and faint ; But they forget the mighty God, Who feeds the strength of every saint — 3 The mighty God, whose matchless power Is ever new and ever young, And firm endures, while endless years Their everlasting circles run. 3 Amid the roaring of the sea, L. JH.. \jy sou i s till hangs her hope on thee; Thy constant love, thy faithful care, Is all that saves me from despair. 4 Though tempest-tossed and half a wreck, My Saviour through the floods I seek : Let neither winds nor stormy main Force back my shattered bark again. 440 "Stand therefore— taking the shield -r -wr of faith."— Eph. ii: 12. MuMm 1 Awake, my soul ! lift up thine eyes ; See where thy foes against thee rise, In long array, a numerous host ; Awake, my soul, or thou art lost ! 156 THE CHRISTIAN WARFARE. LUTON. L. M. -I- iimsii £p2ZEi_|e_ -&- J2^tt=tt= S^IiS 2 Thou tread' st upon enchanted ground ; Perils and snares beset thee round; Beware of all ; guard every part ; But most, the traitor in thy heart. 3 Come then, my soul ! now learn to wield The weight of thine immortal shield ; Put on the armor, from above, Of heavenly truth, and heavenly love. 4 The terror and the charm repel, And powers of earth, and powers of hell ; The Man of Calvary triumphed here : Why should his faithful followers fear ? 44,2 4r4rl "Go, labor on." L. M. 1 Go, labor on ; your hands are weak, Your knees are faint, your soul cast down; Yet falter not ; the prize you seek Is near, — a kingdom and a crown ! 2 Go, labor on, while it is day; The world's dark night is hastening on; Speed, speed thy work, — cast sloth away ! It is not thus that souls are won. 3 Men die in darkness at your side, Without a hope to cheer the tomb ; Take up the torch and wave it wide — The torch that lights time's thickest gloom. 4 Toil on,— faint not,— keep watch and pray ! Be wise the erring soul to win ; Go forth into the world's highway; Compel the wanderer to come in. The Christian Race. L.M. 1 Amidst a world of hopes and fears, A world of cares, and toils, and tears, Where foes alarm, and tempests beat, And pleasures kill, and glories cheat : 2 Send down, Lord ! a heaven!}' ray, To guide me in the doubtful way ; And o'er me hold Thy shield of power, To guard me in the dang'rous hour. 3 Teach me the flatt'ring paths to shun, In which the thoughtless many run, Who for a shade the substance miss, And grasp their ruin in their bliss. 4 May never pleasure, wealth, or pride, Allure my wand'ring soul aside ; But through this maze of mortal ill, Safe lead me to Thy heav'nly hill. 5 There glories shine, and pleasures roll, That charm, delight, transport the soul, And every longing wish shall be Possess'd of boundless bliss in Thee. Doxology. 1j. jH.« Eternal Father ! throned above, Thou fountain of redeeeming love! Eternal Word ! who left thy throne For man's rebellion to atone ; Eternal Spirit, who dost give That grace whereby our spirits live ■ Thou God of our salvation, be Eternal praises paid to thee ! 157 THE CHRISTIAN WARFARE. BABBEB. S. M. 4:4:3 Hark 13 : 37. 1 A charge 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, Mj r calling to fulfill ; may it all my pow'rs engage To do my Master's will. 3 Arm me with jealous care, As in thy sight to live : And thy servant, Lord, prepare A strict account to give. 4 Help me to watch and pray, And on thyself rely : Assur'd if I my trust hetray, 1 shall for ever die. 4.4.4. "Watch and pray." S. 31. 1 My soul ! be on thy guard ; Ten thousand foes arise; The hosts of sin are pressing hard To draw thee from the skies. 2 Oh, watch, and fight, and pray ! The battle ne'er give o'er ; Renew it boldly every day, And help divine implore. 3 Ne'er think the victory won, Nor once at ease sit down ; Thy arduous work will not be done Till thou obtain thy crown. 4 Fight on, my soul, till death Shall bring thee to thy God ! He'll take thee at thy parting breath, Up to his blest abode. A A er "So fight I, not as one thai beateth *±-±0 the air." 1 My soul ! weigh not thy life Against thy heavenly crown, Nor suffer Satan's deadliest strife To beat thy courage down. 2 "With prayer and crying strong, Hold on the fearful fight ; And let the breaking day prolong The wrestling of the night. 3 The battle soon will yield, If thou thy part fulfill ; For, strong as is the hostile shield, Thy sword is stronger still. 4 Thine armor is divine, — Thy feet with vict'ry shod: And on thy head shall quickly shine The diadem of God ! S.M. 446 "Rejoicing in hope." S« M» 1 Come, we that love the Lord, And let our joys be known ; Join in a song of sweet accord, And thus surround the throne. 2 Let those refuse to sing Who never knew our God ; But favorites of the heavenly King May speak their joys abroad. 158 THE CHRISTIAN WARFARE. LISBON". S. M. 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 : • We' re marching through Immanuel' s ground To fairer worlds on high. 4=4,7 The Lord will guide. S.M, 1 The Lord Himself will keep His people, safe from harm ; Will hold the helm, and guide the ship, With His Almighty arm. 2 Then let the tempests roar,- The billows heave and swell ; We trust to reach the peaceful shore Where all the ransomed dwell : 3 And when we gain the land, How happy shall we be ! How shall we bless the mighty hand That led us through the sea ! 4z4=& Eeb. l : 14 1 Heirs of unending life, While yet we sojourn here, S.M. Oh let us our salvation work With trembling and with fear. 2 God will support our hearts With might before unknown ; The work to be performed is ours, The strength is all His own. 3 'Tis He that works to will, ' Tis He that works to do ; His is the power by which we act, His be the glory too ! 4.4.9 Psalm 23. S. M, 1 While my Redeemer's near, My Shepherd and my Guide, 1 bid farewell to anxious fear ; My wants are all supplied. 2 To ever fragrant meads Where rich abundance grows, His gracious hand indulgent leads, And guards my sweet repose. 3 Dear Shepherd, if I stray, My wandering feet restore ; To Thy fair pastures guide my way, And let me rove no more. Doxology. Praise" to the Father be ; Praise to His Only Son ; Praise to the blessed Paraclete, While endless ages run. S.Mc 159 LOVE TO GOD, AND CHESTNUT STEEET. C. M. M^r-M- mmmm «. i^iiilili^ K* rJ n p£=i a .^ S§^ 450 'Tliou hnowest that I lore Tltee.' John 21 : 15—17. 1 Do not I love thee, my Lord ? Behold my heart and see ; And turn the dearest idol out That dares to rival thee. 2 Do not I love thee from niy soul ? Then let me nothing love : Dead he my heart to every joy When Jesus cannot move. C. II.'- -^°t s °ft es t strains can charm my ears, Like thy beloved name; Nor aught beneath the skies inspire My heart with equal flame. 3 Is not thy name melodious still To mine attentive ear? Doth not each pulse with pleasure bound 0r P lease m 7 soul so W « L My Saviour's voice to hear ? •' Where'er I look, my wondering eyes Unnumbered blessings see; But what is life, with all its bliss, If once compared with thee ? 4 Hast thou a rival in my breast ? Search, Lord, for thou canst tell If aught can raise my passions thus, 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 til immortal flame ? 6 Thou know'st I love thee, dearest Lord; But, oh ! I long to soar Far from the sphere of mortal joys, And learn to love thee more. 451 Tlie beloved Xame. CM. 1 Blest Jesus ! when my soaring thoughts O'er all thy graces rove, How is my soul in transport lost, — In wonder, joy, and love ! 5 No : thou art precious to my heart, My portion and my joy: For ever let thy boundless grace My sweetest thoughts employ. 452 The Chief Grace. C. M. 1 Happy the heart where graces 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 This is the grace that lives and sings, When faith and hope shall cease ; Tis this shall strike our jo3"ful strings, In realms of endless peace. 160 MAN. BOAEDMAN. C. M. 4 Before we quite forsake our clay, Or leave this dark abode, The wings of love bear us away, To see our smiling God. 'Love as brethren. 2 Sweet as the dew on herb and flower That silently distills, At evening's soft and balmy hour, On Zion's fruitful hills, — 453 1 How sweet, how heavenly is the sight, When those who love the Lord In one another's peace delight, And so fulfill his word ! 2 When 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, free from envy, scorn, and pride. Our wishes all above, Each can his brother's failings hide And show a brother's love! 4 Let love, in one delightful stream, Through every bosom flow, And union sweet, and dear esteem In every action glow. 5 Love is the golden chain that binds The happy souls above ; And he's an heir of heaven who finds His bosom glow with love. 4=54r The Spirit of Peace.— Ps. 133. C. M. 1 Spirit of peace ! celestial Dove! How excellent thy praise ! No richer gift than Christian love Thy gracious power displays. 11 161 C. M. 3 So, with mild influence from above, Shall promised grace descend, Till universal peace and love O'er all the earth extend ! 4:55 "Beloved, let us love one another." C M. 1 Our God is love : and all His saints His image bear below ; The heart with love to God inspir'd, With love to man will glow. 2 may we love each other, Lord, As we are loved of Thee : For none are truly born of God, Who live in enmity. 3 Heirs of the same immortal bliss, Our hopes and fears the same, The cords of love our hearts should bind, The law of love inflame. 4 So shall the vain contentious world Our peaceful lives approve, And wondering say, as they of old, "See how these Christians love." Doxology. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. CM. LONGING. BETHANY. 6s & 4s. 3=S3e*S=Se T=P=^^r^r ts - 3 i §eSeS3=^1 I )J3fr- 52 ---^-S- a_P^ -|2__#_ ■»- -^-q "When shall I see my Father's fi -wr 1 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye To Canaan's fair aud 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 Sun, forever 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 When shall I reach that happy place, And be forever blest? When shall I see my Father's face, And in his bosom rest. 6 Filled with delight, my raptured soul Can here no longer stay ; Though Jordan's waves around me roll, Fearless I'd launch away. 464 Holiness of Heaven. 1 Cor. 2 : 9, 10. CM. 1 Nor eye. hath seen, nor ear hath heard, Nor sense nor reason known, What joys the Father has prepared For those that love his Son. 2 But the good Spirit of the Lord Reveals a heaven to come ; The beams of glory in his word Allure and guide us home. 3 Pure are the joys above the sky. And all the region peace , No wanton lips, nor envious eye Can see or taste the bliss. 4 Those holy gates forever bar Pollution, sin, and shame ; None shall obtain admittance there, But followers of the Lamb. 165 LONGING. LUTHER -J S. M. ^— &\— %— l-r-^-# -^ -I- 1 =5) (— l-fl-W 1— 1 1 •-•- s-## £— l-R-4-s>— ^ 465 S.M. The Pilgrim's Song. 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 Then, my Lord, prepare My soul for that great day ; Oh, wash me in thy precious blood, And take my sins away ! 3 A few more storms shall beat On this wild, rocky shore; And we shall be where tempests cease, And surges swell no more. 4 Then, my Lord, prepare My soul for that calm day ; Oh, wash me in thy precious blood, And take my sins away ! 5 A few more struggles here, A few more partings o'er, A few more toils, a few more tears, And we shall weep no more. 6 Then, my Lord, prepare My soul for that blest day ; Oh, wash me in thy precious blood, And take my sins away ! 7 A few more Sabbaths here Shall cheer us on our way ; And we shall reach the endless rest, Th' eternal Sabbath-day. H Then, my Lord, prepare My soul for that sweet day ; Ob, wash me in thy precious blood, And take my sins away ! 9 T is but a little while, And he shall come again, Who died that we might live, who lives That we with him may reign. 10 Then, my Lord, prepare My soul for that glad day ; Oh, wash me in thy precious blood, And take my sins away ! * Cid " How shall we sing - in a strange cj -%/r 4fcOD land f"— Psalm 137. »•!«■. 1 Far from my heavenly home, Far from my Father's breast, Fainting, I cry, "Blest Spirit, come, And speed me to my rest !" 2 Upon the willows long My harp has silent hung ; How should I sing a cheerful song, Till thou inspire my tongue ? 3 My spirit homeward turns, And fain would thither flee ; My heart, Zion, droops and yearns, When I remember thee. 4 To thee, to thee I press — A dark and toilsome road : When shall I pass the wilderness, And reach the saints' abode ? 166 LONGING. OLWEY. S. M. =t 32= ■&— ;—*-&- 1-4- i -&- -25*- ~*~* 1 £fc£ E±2: ^-fa?7Z* ±z=£ 5 God of my life, be near ; On thee my hopes I cast : Oh, guide me through the desert here, And bring me home at last ! 467 "Forever with the Lord." 1 Thess. 4: 17. S.M. 1 "Forever with the Lord !" Amen ! so let it be ; Life from the dead is in that word; 'Tis immortality ! 2 My Father's house on high, Home of my soul ! how near, At times, to faith's foreseeing eye, Thy golden gates appear ! 3 "Forever with the Lord ! " Father, if 'tis thy will, The promise of thy gracious word Ev'n here to me fulfill. 4 Be thou at my right hand ; So shall I never fail : Uphold thou me and I shall stand ; Help, and I shall prevail. 5 So, when my latest breath Shall rend the vail in twain, By death I shall escape from death, And life eternal gain. 6 Knowing " as I am known," How shall I love that word, And oft repeat before the throne, " Forever with the Lord ! " a /}ri " The former things are passed c ■»«■ 4fcOO away." »• iU -» 1 The people of the Lord Are on their way to heaven ; There they obtain their great reward, The prize will there be given. 2 'Tis conflict here below; 'Tis triumph there, and peace : On earth we wrestle with the foe ; In heaven our conflicts cease. 3 'Tis gloom and darkness here; 'Tis light and joy above : There all is pure, and all is clear ; There all is peace and love. 4 There rest shall follow toil, And ease succeed to care : The victors there divide the spoil ; They sing and triumph there. 5 Then, let us joyful sing ! The conflict is not long : We hope in heaven to praise our King In one eternal song. Doxology. To God, the Father, Son, And Spirit, glory be, As was, and is, and shall remain Through all eternity ! 167 S.M. LONGING, AND DEFLEUEY. 8s. ,£,,„, Fine. w^uzt a — i -W • P *- «** A -#—•—•—•—#- ^■ 1/ i/ iz-t/- 1 ^ :*d= JV-A-K. -0—0—0—0—0- _N_NJS 1 » " *=•=•=»: -J*-n D.C. -#— ^— »- SI 4r69 "Having a desire to depart." oSi 1 To Jesus, the crown of my hope, My soul is in haste to be gone; Oh, bear me, ye cherubim, up, And waft me away to his throne. 2 My Saviour, whom absent I love ; Whom, not having seen, I adore ; Whose name is exalted above All glory, dominion and power. 3 Dissolve thou these bands that detain My soul from her portion in thee, Ah ! strike off this adamant chain, And make me eternally free. 4 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, — 5 Oh, then shall the vail be removed! And round me thy brightness be pour'd; I shall meet him whom absent I loved, I shall see whom unseen I adored. fi And then, never more shall the fears, The trials, temptations, and woes, Which darken this valley of tears, Intrude on my blissful repose. 4:70 "Tlte rock that is higher than 7." 8s. 1 Encompassed with clouds of distress, Just ready all hope to resign, Fr"FF I pant for the light of thy face, And fear it 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 pluuge 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. 4:71 Rev. 1 : 5, 6. 8s. 1 My gracious Redeemer I love, His praises aloud I'll proclaim, And join with the armies above, To shout his adorable name. 168 PRAYER. INSPIEEB AND HEAEEB. 8s. 2 To gaze on his glories divine Shall be my eternal employ, And feel them incessantly shine My boundless, ineffable jo3 T . 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, nn- Saviour, my King. 5 Ye palaces, sceptres and crowns, Your pride with disdain I survey ; Your pomps are but shadows and sounds, And pass in a moment away. 6 The crown that my Saviour bestows Yon permanent sun shall outshine ; My joy everlastingly flows, My God, my Redeemer, is mine.. •472 8s, 1 Inspirer and Hearer of prayer, Thou Shepherd and Guardian of mine ! My all to thy covenant care I sleeping and waking resign; If thou art my shield and my sun, The night is no darkness to me ; And fast as mj moments roll on, They bring me but nearer to thee. 2 Thy ministering spirits descend To watch while thy saints are asleep ; By day and by night they attend, The heirs of salvation to keep ; Bright seraphs, despatched from the throne, Repair to their stations assigned ; And angels elect are sent down To guard the redeemed of mankind. 3 Thy worship no interval knows; Their fervor is still on the wing ; And while they protect my repose, They chant to the praise of my King. I, too, at the season ordained, Their chorus for ever shall join, And love and adore without end Their faithful Creator, and mine. 4,73 "Tlie first and the last." 8s. 1 This Lord is the Lord we adore, Our faithful, unchangeable friend, Whose love is as large as his power, And neither knows measure nor end. 'Tis Jesus, the First and the Last, Whose Spirit shall guide us safe home ; We'll praise him lor all that is past, And trust him for all that's to come. 169 PRAYER. OLIVE'S BEOW. L. M. 4=1- ~- -. i — p » i» m m m i t? ^— r-r* -rj — ^ i g g » 111 ii r 4:7-4r 27'e itrercy-sea<. L. M. 3 He sweetens everj' humble groan ; He recommends each broken prayer; Recline thy hope on him alone Whose power and love forbid despair. 4 Teach my weak heart, gracious Lord, With stronger faith to call thee mine ; Bid me pronounce the blissful word, My Father — God, with joy divine. 4r76 The blessed Hour. L. M. 1 Blest hour ! when mortal man retires To ho d communion with his God, To send to heaven his warm desires, And listen to the sacred word. 1 From every stormy wind that blows, From every swelling tide of woes, There is a calm, a sure retreat ; 'T is found beneath the mercy-seat. 2 There is a place where Jesus sheds The oil of gladness on our heads, — , A place, than all besides, more sweet ; It is the blood-bought mercy-seat. 3 There is a scene where spirits blend, Where friend holds fellowship with friend ; Though sundered far, by faith they meet Around one common mercy-seat ! 4 There, there, on eagle wings we soar, And sense and sin molest no more, And heaven coines down our souls to greet, And glory crowns the mercy-seat ! 5 Oh ! let my hand forget her skill, My tongue be silent, cold, and still, This throbbing heart forget to beat, If I forget the mercy-seat. 475 'We have an advocate xeith the Father." -IJohn 2: 1. L.M. 1 Where is my God ? — does he retire Beyond the reach of humble sighs ? Are these weak breathings of desire Too languid to ascend the skies ? 2 Look up, my soul, with cheerful eye ! See where the great Redeemer stands, The glorious Advocate on high, With precious incense in his hands. 2 Blest hour! when God himself draws nigh Well pleased his people's voice to hear, To hush the penitential sigh, And wipe away the mourner's tear. 3 Blest hour ! for, where the Lord resorts, Foretastes of future bliss are given, And mortals find his earthly courts The house of God — the gate of heaven. 4 Hail, peaceful hour ! supremely blest, Amid the hours of worldly care ; The hour that yields the spirit rest, That sacred hour — the hour of prayer. 5 And when my hours of prayer are And this trail tenement decays, Then may I spend in heaven at last A never-ending hour of praise. 170 PRAYER. WOODWOKTH. L. M. n -JO 477 .Matt. 18 : 20. L.M. 1 Where two or three, with sweet accord, Obedient to their sovereign Lord, Meet to recount his acts of grace, And offer solemn prayer and praise ; — 2 There will the gracious Saviour be, To bless the little company ; There, to unvail his smiling face, And bid his glories fill the place. 3 We meet at thy command, Lord ! Relying on thy faithful word ; Now send the Spirit from above, And fill our hearts with heavenly love. a ryci "The love of Christ, which passeth x -mr *±/® knowledge." Lt ' 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 can not be expressed. 2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength, Make our enlarged souls possess, And learn the height, and breadth, and length, Of thine immeasurable grace. 3 Now to the God whose power can do More than our thoughts and wishes know, Be everlasting honors done By all the church, through Christ his Son ! 479 The Worth of Prayer. L. M. 2 Prayer makes the darkened clouds withdraw ; Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw, Gives exercise to faith and love, Brings every blessing from above. 3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight; Prayer makes the Christian's armor bright; And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees. 4 Have you no words ? ah ! think again; Words flow apace when you complain, And fill a fellow-creature's ear With the sad tale of all your care. 5 Were half the breath thus vainly spent To heaven in supplication sent, Our cheerful song would oftener be, "Hear what the Lord hath done forme!" 480 Christ present in the Sanctuary. Lit M, 1 How sweet to leave the world awhile, And seek the presence of our Lord ! 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. 1 What various hindrances we meet In coming to a mercy-seat ! Yet who that knows the worth of prayer But wishes to be often there ! 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 ! 171 COMFORT IN AFFLICTIONS, AND HOETON. 7s. "My times are in Thy hand." 4:81 Psalm 31 1 Sovereign Ruler of the skies, Ever gracious, ever wise ! All my times are in thy hand ; All events at thy command. 2 Times of sickness, times of health, Times of penury and wealth, — All must come, and last, and end, As shall please my heavenly Friend. 3 Thou gracious, wise, and just! In thy hands my life I trust ; Have I somewhat dearer still ? — I resign it to thy will. 4 Thee at all times will I bless ; Having Thee, I all possess : Ne'er can I bereaved be, "While I do not part with thee. a rjf~> "Cast thy burden upon the Lord." *fcO*3 p sa i m 55. 1 Cast thy burden on the Lord ; Lean thou only on his word : Ever will he be thy stay, Though the heavens shall melt away. 2 Ever in the racing storm, Thou shalt see his cheering form, Hear his pledge of coming aid : "It is I, be not afraid." 3 Cast thy burden at his feet ; Linger near his mercy-seat: Ho will lead thee by the hand Gently to the better land. 7 S .'4 He will gird thee by his power, In thy weary, fainting hour ; Lean, then, loving, on his word ; Cast thy burden on the Lord. 483 Support in Cltrist. 1 Everlasting arms of love Are beneath, around, above : He who left his throne of light, And unnumbered angels blight; 2 He who on th' accursed tree Gave his precious life for me — He it is that bears me on, His the arm I lean upon. 3 He who now, enthroned above, Still retains his heart of love, Marking still each falling tear Of his burdened pilgrims here ; 7s. 7 s. 4 He who wields creation's rod, He my Brother, yet my God ; Faithful he, whate'er betide, Is my everlasting Guide ! 5 All things hasten to decay, Earth and seas will pass away : Soon will yonder circling sun Cease his blazing course to run. 6 Scenes will vary, friends grow strange, But the Changeless can not change: Gladly will I journey on, With his arm to lean upon. 172 ETERNAL LIFE. VON WEBEB. 4:84: "TJie God of my life.' 1 1 Source and Giver of repose, From thee all my comfort flows : Peace and happiness are thine ; Mine they are, if thou art mine. 2 Thee to praise and thee to know, Constitute my bliss below; Thee to see and thee to love Constitute my bliss above. 3 Lord ! it is not life to live, If thy presence thou deny : Lord ! if thou thy presence give, 'T is no longer death to die. •4-Q^ "God shall wipe aivay all tears from their eyes." 1 High in yonder realms of light, Dwell the raptured saints above ; Far beyond our feeble sight, Happy in Immanuel's love : 2 Pilgrims in this vale of tears, Once they knew, like us below, Gloomy doubts, distressing fears, Torturing pain and heavy woe. 3 But these days of weeping o'er, Passed this scene of toil and pain, They shall feel distress no more — Never, never weep again : 4 'Mid the chorus of the skies, 'Mid th' angelic lyres above, Hark ! their songs melodious rise, Songs of praise to Jesus' love ! 7s. 5 All is tranquil and serene, Calm and undisturbed repose : There no cloud can intervene, There no angry tempest blows : 6 Every tear is wiped away, Sighs no more shall heave the breast, Night is lost in endless day, Sorrow — in eternal rest. 4o6 "Come up hither." — Rev. 4: 1. 7S» 1 "Come up hither ; come away :" Thus the ransomed spirits sing; Here is cloudless, endless day ; Here is everlasting spring. 7s. 2 Come up hither ; come and dwell With the living hosts above ; Come, and let your bosoms swell With their burning songs of love. 3 Come up hither ; come and share All the sacred joys that rise, Like an ocean, everywhere Through the myriads of the skies. 4 Come up hither ; come and shine In the robes of spotless white ; Palms, and harps, and crowns are thine ; Hither, hither wing your flight. 5 Come up hither ; hither speed : Rest is found in heaven alone ; Here is all the wealth you need ; Come, and make this wealth your own. 173 COMFORT IN AFFLICTIONS, AND HAMBURG. L. M. a Q>-y "He is my defense; I shall not be j •»«■ 4kO / moved:' Psalm 62. •■* al ' 1 My spirit looks to God alone ; My rock and refuse is his throne: In all my fears, in all my straits, My soul on his salvation waits. 2 Trust him, ye saints, in all your ways ; Pour out your hearts before his face ; "When helpers fail, and foes invade, God is our all-sufficient Aid. 488 Psalm 46. L. M. God our Refuge. 1 God is the refuse of his saints, "When storms of sharp distress invade ; Ere we can offer our complaints, Behold him present with his aid. 2 Let mountains from their seats be hurled Down to the deep, and buried there, Convulsions shake the solid world; Our faith shall never yield to fear. 3 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, thine holy word, Our grief allays, our fear controls ; Sweet peace thy promises afford, And give new strength to fainting souls. 489 "Tlie Pock of my strengtli." L. M. 1 Rejoice, ye saints, rejoice and praise The blessings of redeeming grace ! Jesus, your everlasting tower, Stands firm against the tempest's power. 2 He is a refuge ever nigh ; His love endures as mountains high; His name's a rock, which winds above, ' And waves below, can never move. 3 While all things change, he changes not ; He ne'er forgets, though oft forgot; His love will ever be the same ; His word, enduring as his name. 4 Rejoice, ye saints, rejoice and praise The blessings of his wondrous grace ! Jesus, your everlasting tower, Can bear, unmoved, the tempest's power. 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. 174 490 Psalm 46. L. M. 1 God will our strength and refuge prow, In all distress a present aid ; And though the trembling earth remove, We will not fear or be dismayed ; 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. DEATH. GRATITUDE. Ii. M. 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. 4t9X "Welcome to me the darkest night." Ij. M< 1 Welcome to me the darkest night, If there the Saviour's presence bright Beam forth upon the soul dismayed, And say, " "lis I : be not afraid ! " 2 Welcome the fiercest waves that roll Their deepening floods to whelm my soul, If he rebuke the storm of ill, And bid the tempest, "Peace, be still !" 3 Welcome the thorniest path, if there The print-marks of his feet appear : If in his footsteps we may tread, And follow where our Lord hath led. 4 I will not ask what else is mine, If thou, Lord, account me thine ; For what but joy can be my lot, If God, my God, reject me not? 4r92 "He shall sit as a refiner of silver." L. M 1 Why should I murmur or repine, Lamb of God, who bled for me ? What are my griefs compared with thine — Thy tears, thy groans, thine agony ! 2 If thou the furnace dost employ, Thou sittest as refiner near, To purge away the base alloy, Till thine own image bright appear. 3 Though oft thy way is in the sea, Thy footsteps in the winged storm ; Though crested billows threaten me, — Love slumbers in their frowning form ! 4 Submissive would I kiss the rod, Needful each stroke, I humbly own : Help me to trust thee, my God ! If now thy wisdom be unknown. a r\r> "Lord, mal-e me to hioic the meas- t -»f *±b> O ure of my days."—Ps. 39. lu ' JU * 1 Almighty Maker of my frame, Teach me the measure of my days ; Teach me to know how frail I am, And spend the remnant to thy praise. 2 My days are shorter than a span, A little point my life appears ; How frail at best is dying man ! How vain are all his hopes and fears ! 3 Oh, spare me, and my strength restore, Ere my few hasty minutes flee ! And when my days on earth are o'er, Let me forever dwell with thee. 4 Oh, be that noble portion mine ! My God, I bow before thy throne ; Earth's fleeting treasures I resign, And fix my hopes on thee alone. Doxology. 1<« M. Praise God, from whom all blessings flow! Praise him, all creatures here below ! Praise him above, ye heavenly host! Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! 175 COMFORT IN AFFLICTIONS, AND DUNDEE. C. M. -1- IglPii^iiiipi^ii • * * -0- -0- &m^m ^. -9- ■+• f=E -i 0- :t--.t: -F— f- -F— F- -# — F- Jrczi J+- * — »+-* — ?-F < "ST j H -S-F -; — *-Fj — y-l-j — H -#- -0- ~r- -F-F ^ :iz =t==tz 494: "J5e still, for it is he." CM. 1 The Christian would not have his lot, Be other than it is ; For while his Father rules the world, He knows that world is his. 2 He knows that he who gave the best, Will give him all beside ; Assured each seeming good he asks Is evil, if denied. 3 When clouds of sorrow gather round, His bosom owns no fear ; He knows, where'er his portion be, His God will still be there. 4 And when the threaten'd storm has burst Whate'er the trial be; Something yet whispers him within, "Be still, for it is he!" a q pr "The Lord gave, and the Lord ~fcyO hath taken away. 7 ' — Job 1 : 21. CM. ight, 1 It is the Lord, — enthroned ii Whose claims are all divine, Who hath an undisputed right To govern me and mine. 2 It is the Lord — who gives me all, My wealth, my friends, my ease ; And of his bounties may recall Whatever part he please. 3 It is the Lord, my cov'nant God, — Thrice blessed be his name, — Whose gracious promise, sealed with blood, Must ever be the same. 4 Can I, with hopes so firmly built, Be sullen, or repine ? No; gracious God ! take what thou wilt: To thee I all resign. 496 "My meditation of Him shall he sweet" CM. 1 When languor and disease invade This trembling house of clay, 'Tis sweet to look beyond my pain, And long to fly away; 2 Sweet to look inward, and attend I'he whispers of his love ; Sweet to look upward to the place Where Jesus pleads above ; 3 Sweet to reflect how grace divine My sins on Jesus laid: Sweet to remember that His blood My debt of sufferings paid. 4 Sweet, in the confidence of faith, To trust his firm decrees ; Sweet to lie passive in liis hands, And know no will but his. If such the sweetness of the streams, What must the fountain be Where saints and angels draw their bliss Direct, Lord, from thee ? 497 "All things are Hours." 1 Cor. 3 : 22. CM. 1 If God is mine, then present things And things to come are mine; Yea, Christ, his word, and Spirit too, And glory all divine. 176 DEATH. ARLINGTON". C. M. =t I -I&- |-#-T— »-<$'- A=F ->$— MS— — #-(SI- 3=^: a= i BI3E§: -p .. -f-fg - -- .^_|S_^. -*-f2- h2- -p. _|S_^_ -b _s: SI ^2- ^-. -^_f2- t-s- _^_p2_ #-M«-^ . 2 If he is mine, then from his love He every trouble sends ; AH things are working for my good, And bliss his rod attends. 3 If he is mine, I need not fear The rage of earth and hell ; He will support my feeble power, Their utmost force repel. 4 If he is mine, let friends forsake, Let wealth and honors flee : Sure, he who giveth me himself, Is more than these to me. 5 If he is mine, I'll boldly pass Through death's dark, lonely vale; He is my comfort and my stay, When heart and flesh shall fail. 6 Oh, tell me, Lord, that thou art mine; What can I wish beside ? My soul shall at the fountain live, When all the streams are dried. 498 "It is appointed unto men once ri w to die." *-" m -' 1 If I must die, oh! let me die With hope in Jesus' blood — The blood that saves from sin and guilt, And reconciles to God. 2 If I must die, then let me die In peace with all mankind, And change these fleeting joys below For pleasures all refined. 3 If I must die — and die I shall — Let some kind seraph come, And bear me on his friendly wing To my celestial home. 4 Of Canaan's land, from Pisgah's top, May I but have a view, Though Jordan should o'erflow its banks, I'll boldly venture through. 499 l "Be not dismayed, for I am thy God." CM. Thou must go forth alone, my soul ! Thou must go forth alone, To other scenes, to other worlds, That mortal hath not known. 2 Thou must go forth alone, my soul, To tread the narrow vale ; But he, whose word is sure, hath said His mercy shall not fail. 3 Thou must go forth alone, my soul, To meet thy God above : But shrink not — he has said, my soul, He is a God of love ! 4 His rod and staff shall comfort thee Across the dreary road, Till thou shalt join the blessed ones In heaven's serene abode. Doxology. To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Holy Ghost, All glory be from Saints on earth And from the Angel-host. CM. 12 177 DEATH, RESURRECTION AND JUDGMENT HYMN. L. M. m mmmmm ^^ ttsie rzr\r\ l ' I have fought a good fight." x -»r OUU 2 Tim. 4: 6—8. "j. ill. 1 The hour of ray departure 's come ; 1 hear the voice that calls me home; Now, O my God ! 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 come, I come, at thy command ; I give my spirit to thy hand ; Stretch forth thine everlasting arms, And shield me in the last alarms. " That they mm/ rest from their t if labors-" **• M ' 501 1 Sweet is the scene when Christians die, When holy souls retire to rest ; How mildly beams the closing eye! How gentry heaves th' expiring breast ! 2 So fades a summer cloud away ; So sinks the gale when storms are o'er : So gently shuts the eye of day ; So dies a wave along the shore. 3 Triumphant smiles the victor's brow. Fanned by some guardian angel's wing : Grave ! where is thy victory now ? And where, death ! where is thy sting ? pr r\ey ti Why is His chariot so long x w t)v*i in coming f" 1 Gently, my Saviour, let me down, To slumber in the arms of death ; 1 rest my soul on thee alone, Ev'n till my last, expiring breath. 2 Soon will the storm of life be o'er, And I shall enter endless rest; There I shall live to sin no more, And bless thy name, forever blest. 3 Bid me possess sweet peace within ; Let childlike patience keep my heart; Then shall I feel my heaven begin, Before my spirit hence depart. 4 Oh, speed thy chariot, God of love, And take me from this world of woe ; I long to reach those joys above, And bid farewell to all below. 5 There shall my raptured spirit raise Still louder notes than angels sing, — High glories to Immanuefs grace, My God, my Saviour and mj- King ! er/-vO "Why should we weep for those -r %r OU«3 who die f" A " m % 1 Why should we weep for those who die ? Those blessed ones who weep no more? Jesus hath called them to the sky, And gladly have they gone before. 2 A few short days they lingered here, Th' appointed span of trial knew; Dropped — early dropped the parting tear, And early now have parted, too. 178 JUDGMENT. 3 Up, up, in swift ascent, they rise, Star after star of living light ! Why should we mourn that midnight i Become with added glories bright ? 504r "TJie' Lord will come." 2 Thess. X : 7. L.M. 1 The Lord will come ! the earth shall quake; The mountains to their center shake ; And, withering from the vault of night, The stars withdraw their feeble light. 2 The Lord will come! but not the same As once in lowly form he came, — A silent Lamb before his foes, A weary man, and full of woes. 3 The Lord will come! a dreadful form, With wreath of flame, and robe of storm, On cherub-wings, and wings of wind, Anointed Judge of human kind ! 4 Can this be he, who wont to stray A pilgrim on the world's highway, By power oppressed, and mocked by pride,— The Nazarene, the Crucified ? 5 While sinners in despair shall call, "Rocks, hide us! mountains, on us fall!" The saints, ascending from the tomb, Shall sing for joy, "The Lord is come!" 505 Tlie Day of Wrath. L. M. (A Hymn of the Thirteenth Century.) 1 That day of wrath ! that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away ! What power shall be the sinner's stay? How shall he meet that dreadful day ? 2 When, shriveling like a parched scroll, The flaming heavens together roll ; When louder yet, and yet more dread, Swells the high trump that wakes the dead! — 3 Oh ! on that day — that wrathful day, When man to judgment wakes from clay, Be thou the trembling sinner's stay, Tho' heaven and earth shall pass away ! 506 LuJce 21 : 31. 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 way 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. Doxology. ■"• ■!"• Now to the Father, and the Son Who rose from death, be glory given, With Thee, Holy Comforter, Henceforth, by all in earth and heaven. 179 RESURRECTION, JUDGMENT AND CAMBRIDGE. C. M. ifg r »f |( g - m r i i ' rHfToKatf e?r\*H "Them also which sleep in Jesus." /~t Ttf OU / 1 Thess. 4 : 14—17. V< ^ 1 As Jesus died and rose again, Victorious, from the dead ; So his disciples rise, and reign With their triumphant Head. 2 The time draws nigh, when, from the clouds, Christ shall with shouts descend ; And the last trumpet's awful voice The heavens and earth shall rend. 3 Then they who live shall changed be, And they who sleep shall wake ; The graves shall yield their ancient charge And earth's foundation shake. 4 The saints of God, from death set free, "With joy shall mount on high ; The heavenly host with praises loud Shall meet them in the sky. 5 Together to their Father's house With joyful hearts they go : And dwell forever with the Lord, Bevond the reach of woe. 3 Then, though the grave my flesh dercur, And hold me for its prey, I know my sleeping dust shall rise On the last judgment-day. 4 I, in my flesh, shall see my God, When he on earth shall stand ; I shall with all his saints ascend To dwell at his right hand. 5 Then shall he wipe all tears away, And hush the rising groan ; And pains and sighs and griefs and fears Shall ever be unknown. 1 Thess. 4 : 1-1. C. M. 508 'In my 11-^sh fhall I nee God." job. 19 : 25, 26. CM. 1 My faith shall triumph o'er the grave, And trample <>n the tomb; 1 know that my Redeemer lives, And on the clouds shall come. 2 I know that he shall soon appear In power and glory meet ; And death, the last of all his foes, Lie vanquished at his feet. 509 Hark to the trump ! behold it breaks The sleep of ages now ; And lo, the light of glory shines On many an aching brow. 2 Changed in a moment, full of life, The quick, the dead, arise, Responsive to the angel's voice That calls us to the skies. 3 Ascending through the crowded air, On eagle wings we soar, To dwell in the full joy of love, And sorrow there no more. 4 Lord, the bright and blessed hope That cheered us through the past, Of full, eternal rest in thee, Is all fulfilled at last. 5 Past conflict now, Lord, 't is ours, Through everlasting (lavs. To sing our songs of victory, To thine eternal praise. 180 ETERNAL LIFE. ARMENIA. 5 Past conflict now, Lord, 'tis ours, Through everlasting days, To sing our songs of victory, To thine eternal praise. P~\~\ O The Judgment-seat of Clirist. t -'- LV7 Matt. 25:41. CM, 1 That awful day will surely come, Th' appointed hour makes haste, When I must stand before my Judge, And pass the solemn test. 2 Thou lovely Chief of all my joys, Thou Sovereign of my heart ! How could I bear to hear thy voice Pronounce the sound "Depart!" 3 Oh, wretched state of deep despair ! To see my God remove, — And fix my doleful station where I must not taste his love ! 4 Jesus, I throw my arms around, And hang upon thy breast : Without a 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, Where my salvation stands. 6 Give me one kind, assuring word, To sink my fears again ; And cheerfully my soul shall wait Her threescore years and ten. 511 A T o Sin in Heaven. C» M. 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 charms explore, How would our spirits long to rise, And dwell on earth no more ! 3 No cloud those blissful regions know- Realms ever bright and fair ! For sin, the source of mortal woe, Can never enter there. 4 Oh, may the heavenly prospect fire Our hearts with ardent love ! Till wings of faith, and strong desire Bear every thought above. 5 Prepare us, Lord, by grace divine, For thy bright courts on high ; Then bid our spirits rise and join The chorus of the sky. Doxology. i-<« sL* The Father's name we loudly raise, The Son we all adore, The Holy Ghost, One God, we praise, Both now and evermore. 181 RESURRECTION, JUDGMENT, AND OLMUTZ. S. M. a^si^j *-?- ^^i =F r- m t&m^. t=t ^ Si^H^H^im^ r*-#- =FF ii^g Ol2 "My flesh also shall rest in hope." S. M< 1 Rest for the toiling hand, Rest for the anxious brow, Rest for the weary, way-worn feet, Rest from all labor now ; — 2 Rest for the fevered brain, Rest for the throbbing eye ; Through these parched lips of thine no mere Shall pass the moan or sigh. 3 Soon shall the trump of God Give out the welcome sound, That shakes thy silent chamber walls, And breaks the turf-sealed ground. 4 Ye dwellers in the dust, Awake! come forth and sing; Sharp has your frost of winter been, But bright shall be your spring. 5 'Twas sown in weakness here ; 'Twill then be raised in power: That which was sown an earthly seed, Shall rise a heavenly flower ! 513 1 Thess. 4 : 16. S.M 1 Waked by the trumpet's sound, 1 from the grave must rise, And sec the Judge with glory crowned, And see the flaming skies. 2 O Thou that wouldst not have One wretched sinner die, Who diedst Thyself my soul to save From endless misery ! 3 Show me the way to shun Thy dreadful wrath severe ; That when Thou comest on Thy throne, I may with joy appear! 5 14r 1 Thess. 4 : 16. S. M. 1 And will the Judge descend, And must the dead arise, And not a single soul escape His all discerning eyes? 2 How will mj' heart endure The terrors of that day, When earth and heaven before His face Astonished shrink away? 3 But ere the trumpet shakes The mansions of the dead, Hark, from the Gospel's cheering sound What joyful tidings spread ! 4 Ye sinners, seek His grace Whose wrath ye cannot bear ; Fly to the shelter of His cross, And find salvation there. 5 So shall that curse remove, By which the Saviour bled ; And the last awful day shall pour His blessings on your head. "Every one of us shall give account o -»r of himself to God." "• *"■* 515 1 Thou Judge of quick and dead, Before whose bar severe, With holy joy, or guilty dread, We all shall soon apt>ear ! — 182 ETERNAL LIFE. DENNIS. S. M. I F3=q m # =t: ± m$: -0- -*-_-<&- -0r-'r4r*+ + -0r -*- -<5- -\ I -»- -0- J -0- ±=h »-&- I 4=v -<-*- T#-g- C(=2- Tj-g" -0--J- g £: 1 P— (2- 6--^- 1 — t- 2 Our anxious souls prepare For that tremendous day ; Come, fill us now with watchful care, And stir us up to pray ; 3 To pray, and wait the hour, That awful hour unknown, When, robed in majesty and power, Thou shalt from heaven come down ! 4 Oh, may we all be found Obedient to thy word, — Attentive to the trumpet's sound, And looking for our Lord. 5 Oh, may we all ensure A home among the blest; And watch a moment to secure An everlasting rest ! 516 "And to wait for his Son." S.M 1 He comes ! the Conqueror comes ! Death falls beneath his sword ; The joyful prisoners burst their tombs, And rise to meet their Lord. 2 The trumpet sounds — Awake ! Ye dead, to judgment come ! The pillars of creation shake, While hell receives her doom. 3 Thrice happy morn for those Who love the ways of peace ; No night of sorrow e'er shall close Upon its perfect bliss. Ol7 "There remaineth therefore a rest." O* JH.. 1 And is there, Lord, a rest For weary souls designed, Where not a care shall stir the breast, Or sorrow entrance find ? 2 Is there a blissful home, Where kindred minds shall meet, And live, and love, nor ever roam From that serene retreat ? 3 Are there bright, happy fields, Where naught that blooms shall die ; Where each new scene fresh pleasure yields, And healthful breezes sigh ? 4 Are there celestial streams, Where living waters glide, With murmurs sweet as angel dreams, And flowery banks beside ? 5 Forever blessed they, Whose joyful feet shall stand — While endless ages waste away — Amid that glorious land! 6 My soul would thither tend, While toilsome years are given ; Then let me, gracious God, ascend To sweet repose in heaven ! Doxo Ioqij. Praise to the Father be ; Praise to His Only Son ; Praise to the blessed Paraclete, While endless ages run. S.M. 183 ETERNAL LIFE AND ■tJL ,-4- -4-r J 1*1 =l±3t K JQ " The Lamb is (he light (hereof." J i . Jff. 1 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 Immortal glories crown his head, While tuneful hallelujahs rise, And love and joy, and triumph spread Through all the assemblies of the skies 4 He smiles,— and seraphs tune their songs, To boundless rapture, while they gaze ; Ten thousand thousand joyful tongues Resound his everlasting 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 ! £519 "Who dweU in light." L. M. 1 happy saints, who dwell in light And walk with Jesus clothed in white, Safe landed on that peaceful shore Where pilgrims meet to part no more. 2 Released from sin and toil and grief, Death was their gate to endless life ; An opened gate to let them fly And find their happy home on high. 3 And now they range the heavenly plains, And sing their hymns in melting strains ; And now their souls begin to prove The height and depths of Jesus' love. 4 He cheers them with eternal smile; They sing hosannas all the while ; Or, overwhelmed with rapture sweet, Sink down adoring at his feet. 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. 520 *«• 5: 9 - I. M. 1 Hark ! how the choral song of heaven Swells full of peace and joy above ! Hark ! how they strike their golden harps, And raise the tuneful notes of love ! 2 No anxious care nor thrilling grief, Xo deep despair nor gloomy woo, They feel while high their lofty strains In noblest, sweetest concord flow. 3 When shall we join the heavenly host Who 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 mom. And usher in this joyful day ; We long to see thy rising sun Drive all these clouds of grief away. 184 HEAVEN. OLIVE'S BEOW. L. M. 9—0—B—m- — I — I 1 — H — I »-»-[■: :q=tq: )Bip4=tt==^=l -(S4— -&T -^— t^— I ?± — ^-ra-a-g-ffl-p-^— ^-^-d — -j — ^-Fai -ei-gi- jHF 1 ^ — -j-R — ±1 -«—©—«—©- — £2— r 9-- - £?-fe=b=: : r s r :t bLL r 2 From the third heaven, where God That holy, happy place, The new Jerusalem comes down, Adorned with shining grace. 3 Attending angels shout for jo}', And the bright armies sing: "Mortals ! behold the sacred seat Of your descending King. 4 "The God of glory down to men Removes his blest abode, — Men, the dear objects of his grace, And he, the loving God. 5 "His own soft hands shall wipe the tears, From every weeping eye ; And pains, and groans, and griefs, and fears, And death itself shall die." 6 How long, dear Saviour! oh, how long Shall this bright hour delay ? Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time, And bring the welcome da}- ! firn i "Sweet fields, beyond the swelling p -jir 1 There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign ; Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. 2 There everlasting spring abides, And never-withering flowers : Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heavenly land from ours. 3 Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood Stand dressed in living green ; So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan rolled between. •i 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 remote, Those gloomy doubts that rise, And see the Canaan that we love] With unbeclouded eyes ! — 6 Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the landscape o'er, Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood Should fright us from the shore. 525 "I saw a new heaven and a new earth."— Rev. 21: 1—5. C. M, 1 Lo ! what a glorious sight appears To our believing eyes ! The earth and seas are passed away, And the old rolling skies. 526 "Caught up together with them in fi -\r the clouds." *■" JJ1 » 1 Hope of our hearts ! Lord, appear, Thou glorious Star of day ! Shine forth, and chase the dreary night, And all our fears away. 2 .Strangers on earth we wait for thee : Oh, leave the Father's throne ! Come with a shout of victory, Lord, And claim us as thine own ! 186 HEAVEN. HEBEH. O. M. =t= -%.ozr Ip=p_ *-fSZ- ■«— — J — I- » -i:f q M- ^-T-^-g- 33 -©>- -*-' -*-S>- -S>- :p?- _T?: -zsf- I =P-^- 3 Oh, bid the bright archangel then The trump of God prepare, To call thy saints, the quick, the dead, To meet thee in the air ! 4 No resting-place we seek on earth, No loveliness we see ; Our eye is on the royal crown Prepared for us and thee. 5 But, oh ! the thought of sharing, Lord, Thy glorious throne above, What is it to the brighter hope Of dwelling in thy love ? &2*7 "Now they desire abetter country." v« M. 1 Oh ! could our thoughts and wishes fly Above these gloomy shades, To those 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 Lord ! send a beam of light divine To guide our upward aim ; With one reviving touch of thine Our languid hearts inflame. 4 Then shall, on faith's sublimest wing, Our ardent wishes rise To those bright scenes, where pleasures spring Immortal in the skies. r 028 " Lord, I believe a rest remains." v» Me 1 Lord, I believe a rest remains, To all thy people known ; A rest where pure enjoyment reigns, And thou art loved alone ; — 2 A rest where all our souls' desire Is fixed on things above ; Where fear and sin and grief expire, Cast out by perfect love. 3 Oh that I now the rest might know, Believe and enter in ! Now, Saviour ! now the power bestow, And let me cease from sin. 4 Remove the hardness of my heart, The unbelief remove ; To me the rest of faith impart — The Sabbath of thy love. 1 The whole creation groans and waits Till we, who love thee, Lord, Shall stand within thy temple gates, And shine — the sons of God. 2 One with the Lord and all his saints ! Thy nature in our own ! Thy crown our rich inheritance ! Heirs to thy royal throne ! Doxology. Q, Iff. Let God the Father, and the Son, And Spirit, be adored, Where there are works to make him known, Or saints to love the Lord ! 187 MORNING AND EVENING HYMNS. For Family Devotions and Church use. MORNING. DENFIELD. C. M. ~4_, -JJ — &—«-*—•—<& &— L-5, — - L f-h ■1—4 =^^-fe=fcg=i — i-Fm — 1 1 -« 1= I 530 Morning Hymn. l>« 1 God of my life, my morning song To thee I cheerful raise ; Thy acts of love 'tis good to sing, And pleasant 'tis to praise, 2 Preserv'd by thy Almighty arm, I pass'd the shades of night, Serene, and safe from ev'ry harm, To see the morning light. 3 While numbers spent the night iu si And restless pains and woes, In gentle sleep I clos'd my eyes, And rose from sweet repose. 4 Oh let the same Almighty care Through all this day attend : From ev'ry danger, ev'ry snare, My heedless steps defend. 5 Smile on my minutes as they roll, And guide my future days; And let thy goodness fill my soul With gratitude and praise. o31. Morning Hymn. Kj» 1 Giver and Guardian of our sleep, To praise Thy name we wake ; M. Still, Lord, Thy helpless servants keep, For Thine own menu's sake! 2 The blessing of another day We thankfully receive ; Oh may we only Thoe obey, And to Thy glory live. 3 Upon us lay Thy mighty hand ; Our words and thoughts restrain ; And bow our souls to Thy command, Nor let our faith be vain 532 Morning Hymn, C. M. 1 God, that madest earth and sky, The darkness and the day, Give ear to this Thy family, And help us when we pray ! 2 The cross our Master hore for us' For Him we fain would bear ; But mortal strength to weakness turns, And courage to despair. 3 Then mercy on our failings, Lord! Our sinking faith renew ! And when Thy sorrows visit us, Oh send Thy patience too ! M. 188 EVENING. COWPEE. C. M. Ill I ililSii s ¥*¥&- --&- :-^ g» T-- p?QO "Thou, Lord, only maJcest me ft tit 000 dioeii ra safety." Kj * m -' 1 Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray ; I am forever thine, 1 fear before thee all the day, Nor would I dare to sin. 2 And while I rest my weary head, From cares and business free, 'Tis sweet conversing on my bed With my own heart and thee. 3 I pay this evening sacrifice ; And when my work is done, Great God! my faith and hope relies Upon thy grace alone. 4 Thus, with my thoughts composed to peace, I give mine eyes to sleep ; Thy hand in safety keeps my daj-s, And will my slumbers keep. 534, Evening Hymn. CM. 1 I love to steal awhile away From every cumbering care, And spend the hours of setting day In humble, grateful prayer. 2 I love, in solitude, to shed The penitential tear ; And all His promises to plead "Where none but God is near. 3 I love to think on mercies past, And future good implore ; And all my cares and sorrows cast On Him whom I adore. 4 I love, by faith, to take a view Of brighter scenes in heaven ; The prospect doth my strength renew, While here by tempests driven. 5 Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er, May its departing ray Be calm as this impressive hour, And lead to endless day. 535 Evening Hymn. ' C M. 1 Now from the altar of our hearts Let flames of love arise ; Assist us, Lord ! to offer up Our evening sacrifice. 2 Minutes and mercies multiplied Have made up all this day; Minutes came quick, but mercies were More fleet, more free, than they. 3 New time, new favors and new joys Do a new song require ; Till we shall praise thee as we would, Accept our hearts' desire. 4 Lord of our time ! whose hand hath set New time upon our score, Thee may we praise for all our time, When time shall be no more. Doxology. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. CM. 189 MORNING. WOODWOHTH. Ij. M. -£M>"— ^fh-F— i 1-#— -ai — (-1—1 l-jl — — -J — #- 1 &T »-*T-«i— 1 iSt-F— ( l-ll • *—!*- -gd— \-\-4-l "I will both lay me down in Jj # ]JJ p peace and sleep." 1 Thus far the Lord has led me on ; Thus far his power prolongs my days ; And every evening shall make known Some fresh memorial of his grace. 2 Much of my time has run to waste, And I, perhaps, am near my home ; , But he forgives my follies past : He gives me strength for days to come. 3 Faith in thy name forbids my fear; Oh, may thy presence ne'er depart ! And in the morning make me hear The love and kindness of thy heart. 4 Thus, when the night of death shall come, My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb, With sweet salvation in the sound. Doxology. £,, JJ, Glory to thee, God, most high ! Father, we praise thy majesty! The Son, the Spirit, we adore, One Godhead, blest for evermore ! 191 MORNING. LUTHER. 8. M U 9-ti—^i— m r-i-\- 9 -^-0-^-^ 1 23 •— H»-*-| — ' \\-m» -*- J -*-*-+ i i *-*- " i i 54r2 Cftra* «7ie Day-star. 1 We lift our hearts to thee, Thou Day-star from on high : The sun itself is but thy shade, Yet cheers both earth and sky. 2 Oh, let thy rising beams Dispel the shades of night ; And let the glories of thy love, Come like the morning light! 3 How beauteous nature now ! How dark and sad before ! — With joy we view the pleasing change, And nature's God adore. 4 May we this life improve, To mourn for errors past ; And live this short revolving day As if it were our last. Ori3 Morning Hymn. S. M. 1 Serene I laid me down Beneath God's guardian care ; 1 slept, and I awoke and found My kind Preserver near. 2 Oh, how shall T repay The bounties of my God? This feeble spirit pants beneath The pleasing, painful load. 3 Dear Saviour ! to thy cross I bring my sacrifice ; Tinged with thy blood, it shall ascend With fragrance to the skies. 5 My life I would anew Devote, Lord ! to thee, And in thy service I would spend A long eternity. 54:4: Morning Hymn. S. 31. 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 afford : No joy can be compared to this, To serve and please the Lord. -t In wakeful hours 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. 545 Morning Hymn. 1 Blest be Thy love, dear Lord, That taught us this sweet way, Only to love Thee for Thyself, And lor that love obc}\ 192 S. M. EVENING. LISBON". S. M. 2 Thou, our souls' chief Hope ! We to Thy mercy fly ; Where'er we are, Thou canst protect, Whate'er we need, suppry. 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. 4 Whether we live or die, Both we submit to Thee ; In death we live, as well as life, If Thine in death we be. 2 I lay my garments by, Upon my bed to rest ; So death will soon remove me hence, And leave my soul undressed. 3 Lord ! keep me safe this night, Secure from all my fears ; May angels guard me while I sleep Till morning light appears. 4 And when my days are past, And I from time remove, Lord ! may I in thy bosom rest, The bosom of thy love. 546 Evening Hymn. S.M, 1 The day, Lord ! is spent; Abide with us, and rest ; Our hearts' desires are fully bent On making thee our guest. 2 We have not reached that land, That happy land, as yet, Where holy angels round thee stand Whose sun can never set. 3 Our sun is sinking now ; Our day is almost o'er; Sun of Righteousness ! do thou Shine on us evermore. 547 Evening Hymn. S.M. 1 The day is past and gone, The evening shades appear ; Oh, may I ever keep in mind The night of death draws near. 13 548 Evening Hymn. S.M. 1 To-morrow, Lord ! is thine, Lodged in thy sov'reign hand ; And if its sun arise and shine, It shines by thy command. 2 The present moment flies, And bears our life away : Oh, make thy servants truly wise, That they may live to-day. 3 One thing demands our care ; Oh, be it still pursued, Lest, slighted once, the season fair Should never be renewed. 4 To Jesus may we fly Swift as the morning light, Lest life's young golden beam should die In sudden, endless night. 193 MORNING. "WAKE. Ii. M. sggg rr^ | -atiMrf: =335 t — i r fc • JJ 54:9 Korninj Sonj. L. M. 1 God of the morning, at whose voice The cheerful sun makes haste to rise, And like a giant doth rejoice To run his journey through the skies : 2 From the fair chambers of the east The circuit of his race begins ; And, without weariness or rest, Round the whole earth he flies and shines. 3 like the sun, may I fulfil The appointed duties of the day ; With ready mind and active will March on and keep my heavenly way ! 4 But I shall rove, and lose the race, If God, my Sun, should disappear, And leave me in this world's wide maze. To follow every wandering star. 5 Give me thy counsel for my guide, And then receive me to thy bliss: All my desires and hopes beside Are faint and cold compared with this. 550 Morning Hymn. L.M 1 Forth in thy name, O Lord, I go, My daily labor to pursue, Thee, only thee, resolved to know, In all I think, or speak, or do. 2 The task thy wisdom hath assigned, let me cheerfully fulfil ; In all my works thy presence find, And prove thy good and perfect will. Thee may I set at my right hand, Whose eyes my inmost substance see, And labor on at thy command, And offer all my works to thee. 4 Give me to bear thy easy yoke, And every moment watch and pray ; And still to things eternal look, And hasten to thy glorious day; 5 For thee delightfully employ Whate'er thy bounteous grace hath given, And run my course with even jov, And closely walk with thee to heaven. 551 L.M. Morning Hymn. 1 Lord ! let my heart still turn to Thee, In all my hours of waking thought; Nor let this heart e'er wish to flee, Or think, or feel, where Thou art not. 2 In every hour of pain and woe, When nought on earth this heart tan theer, When sighs will burst and tears will flow, Lord, hush the sigh and chase the tear. J 3 In every dream of earthly bliss, Do Thou, dear Jesus, present be ; Nor let a thought of happiness On earth intrude apart from Thee ! 4 To my last ling' ring thought at night, Do Thou, Lord Jesus, still be near ; And ere the dawn of opening light, In still, small accents wake mine ear. 194 EVENING. HAMBURG. 552 Evening Hymn. L. M. 1 My God ! how endless is thy love ! Thy gifts are ev'ry evening new, And morning mercies from above Gently distill like early dew. 2 Thou spread' st the curtain of the night, Great Guardian of my sleeping hours ! Thy sov' reign word restores the light, And quickens all my drowsy powers. 3 I yield my powers to thy command, To thee I consecrate my days ; Perpetual blessings from thy hand Demand perpetual songs of praise. 553 Evening Hymn. Li* M. 1 All praise to thee, my God ! this night, For all the blessings of the light ; Keep me, oh keep me, King of kings ! Beneath thine own almighty wings. 2 Forgive me, Lord ! for thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done, That with the world, myself and thee I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 3 Teach me to live that I may dread The grave as little as my bed, To die that this vile body may Bise glorious at the awful day. 5 When in the night I sleepless lie, My soul with heavenly thoughts supply ; Let no ill dreams disturb my rest, No power of darkness me molest. 6 Oh, when shall I in endless day For ever chase dark sleep away, And praise with the angelic choir Incessant sing, and never tire ? 554: Evening Hymn. L. M. 1 Great God ! to thee my evening soitg With humble gratitude I raise : Oh, let thy mercy tune my tongue, And fill my heart with lively praise. 2 My days, unclouded as they pass, And every gentle, rolling hour, Are monuments of wondrous grace, And witness to thy love and power. 3 And yet this thoughtless, wretched heart, Too oft regardless of thy love Ungrateful can from thee depart, And, fond of trifles, vainly rove. 4 Seal my forgiveness in the blood Of Jesus; his dear name alone I plead for pardon, gracious Gcd ! And kind acceptance at thy throne. 4 Oh may my soul on thee repose, 5 Let this blest hope mine eyelids close, And may sweet sleep mine eyelids dose — With sleep refresh my feeble frame ; Sleep that shall me more vigorous make Safe in thy care may I repose, To serve my God when I awake. |And wake with praises to thy name. 195 MISCELLANEOUS. COME, YE DISCONSOLATE, lis & 10s. 555 556 Matt. 11 : 28,29. 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, when all others die, fadeless and pure ! Here speaks the Comforter, in God's name saying, Earth has no sorrow, that heaven cannot cure. 3 Here see the Bread of life ; see waters flowing Forth from the throne of God, boundless in love : Come to the feast prepared ; come, ever knowing, Earth has no sorrow, but heaven can remove. • Tlie Star in the East. 1 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning ! Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ; Star of the East, the horizon adorning. Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 2 Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining ; Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall: Angels adore him, in slumbers 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 gold would his favors 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. 1% lls&lOs. lis & 10s. MISCELLANEOUS. MESSIAH; or, Harvest Home. 7s. Double. . . H I -{--= — — hi — \-r-i — Ph — nrahr-«-«-«f-H— i — I — nr~ ' — ft' l H — -P— i— n —^-^—J-A~\-*-9-—e-&—3*-0— 0-*-0-9-& — u -9-r&A— \-S-e-^6-&-- a w -0— (§- -e—s- 9-9—^ n-9— 9-9-9-, F 9-^ — n t5^±=ttrff±p£Edj Jl_jLjL-|e_|B_jg_ DO/ Harvest Home. 1 Come, ye thankful people, come, Raise the song of Harvest Home ! All is safely gathered in, Ere the winter storms begin : God our Maker doth provide For our wants to be supplied : Come to God's own temple, come, Raise the song of Harvest Home ! 2 We ourselves are God's own field, Fruit unto his praise to yield : Wheat and tares together sown, Unto joy or sorrow grown : First the blade, and then the ear, Then the full corn shall appear : Grant, Harvest-Lord, that we Wholesome grain and pure may be ! 3 For the Lord our God shall come, And shall take his harvest home : From his field shall in that day All offences purge away : Give his angels charge at last In the fire the tares to cast: But the fruitful ears to store In his garner evermore. 4 Then, thou Church Triumphant, come, Raise the song of Harvest Home ! All are safely gathered in, Free from sorrow, free from sin : There, forever purified, In God's garner to abide : Come, ten thousand angels, come, Raise the glorious Harvest Home ! 558 Ps. 84. 1 Pleasant are thy courts above, In the land of light and love ; Pleasant are thy courts below, In this land of sin and woe. Oh, my spirit longs and faints For the converse of thy saints, For the brightness of thy face, For thy fullness, God of grace ! 2 Lord, be mine this prize to win, Guide me through this world of sin ; Keep me by thy saving grace, Give me at thy side a place ; Sun and Shield alike thou art, Guide and guard my erring heart; Grace and glory flow from thee, Shed, oh, shed them, Lord, on me, 197 7s. MISCELLANEOUS. WALNUT STREET CHANT ; or, The Golden Gates. C. M. 559 John 14 : 3. C. M. 1 The golden gates are lifted up, The doors are opened wide, The King ol glory is gone in Unto his Father's side. 2 Thou art gone up before us, Lord, To make for us a place, That we may be where now thou art, And look upon God's face. 3 And ever on thine earthly path A gleam of glory lies ; A light still breaks behind the cloud That vailed thee from our eyes. 4 Lift up our hearts, lift up our minds, Let thy dear grace be given, That while we tarry here below, Our treasure be in heaven ! 5 That where thou art, at God's right hand, Our hope, our love may be; Dwell thou in us, that we may dwell Forevermore in thee ! 560 Ps. G8: 19. CM. 1 Salvation ! — oh, the joyful sound ! 'T is pleasure to our ears ; A sovereign balm for every wound, A cordial for our fears. 2 Buried in sorrow and in sin, At hell's dark door we lay; — But we arise by grace divine, To see a heavenij' day. 3 Salvation ! — let the echo fly The spacious earth around; While all the armies of the sky Conspire to raise the sound. 561 Job. 1 : 21. CM. 1 One prayer I have — all prayers iu one — When I am wholly thine ; Thy will, my God, thy will be done, And let that will be mine. 2 All-wise, almiglny', and all-good, In thee I firmly trust; Thy ways, unknown or understood, Are merciful and just. 3 May I remember that to thee Whate'er I have I owe ; And back, in gratitude, from me May all thy bounties flow. 4 And though thy wisdom takes away, Shall I arraign thy will ? No, let me bless thy name, and say, "The Lord is gracious still." 5 A pilgrim through the earth I roam, Of nothing long possessed; And all must fail when I go home, For this is not my rest. 198 MISCELLANEOUS. BEETHOVEN; or, "While O'er the Deep. L. M. i n g- s i d at* zaf ±±* -3>- *-fV E -I — riS* ?*=* -fi-9- *3=t 562 Isa63: 13. L.M. 1. While o'er the deep thy servants sail, Send thou, O Lord, the prosperous gale ; And on their hearts where'er they go, Oh, let thy heavenly breezes How ! 2 If on the morning's wings they fly, They will not pass beyond thine eye ; The wanderer's prayer thou bend'st to hear, And faith exults to know thee near. 3 When tempests rock the groaning bark, Oh, hide them safe in Jesus' ark ! When in the tempting port they ride, Oh, keep them safe at Jesus' side ! 4 If life's wide ocean smile or roar, Still guide them to the heavenly shore ; And grant their dust in Christ may sleep. Abroad, at home, or in the deep. pr/30 "So He bringeth them unto their -r -iir ODD desired haven." l " lu » 1 Almighty Father, hear our cry, As o'er the trackless deep we roam ; Be Thou our haven always nigh, On homeless waters Thou our home ! 2 Jesus, Saviour, at whose voice The tempest sank to perfect rest, Bid Thou the mourner's heart rejoice, And cleanse and calm the troubled brea Command Thy blessing in this hour, Thy fostering warmth, Thy quickening might. 564: Rev. 21 : 23. L.M. 1 A light streams downward from the sky, An open door the radiance shows, Through which the ransomed spirits fly, To enter bliss no mortal knows. 2 Girded with gladness in that home, No soul its sackcloth ever wears ; No sickness, griefs, or fears can come, Nor burdened heart with heavy cares. 3 A tree of life, with pleasant shade, Grows in that upper Paradise ; Renewed from Eden's early glade, Its various fruit each want supplies. 4 There flowers of grace in beauty stand, With fragrance of immortal bloom ; No blighting breath, nor icy hand, Demands their sweetness for the tomb. 5 Sweet sinless home! my spirit longs To mount the skies, and breathe thine air ; With grateful heart to join the songs, Whose rolling tide flows ceaseless there ! 3 Holy Ghost, beneath whose power The ocean woke to life and li^ht, Doxology. L. M. To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, Be honor, praise, and glory given, By all on earth, and all in heaven ! 199 MISCELLANEOUS. NOKTHAMPTON, or "When Adverse "Winds. M 1_ .0 — — — # _ _g _»_^__J J_»_|_ H , 1 ,_ _«_; ] — ! J — 0-^J 2 __ f | 1 . 1 — h — -- 1— I n — »-r-F — *— f" — *- r »-f— P-^ n— f" £zE=^=E=^-Et==^fL:33=tiE:=t=t:^iEEz=t«zzd3=:» ffi^=; MZEpl il^lJl^U-^J J J.AjLjL.J.. J%—^2. fV^ r t-*f m fc* £=^: ^-r^ 2 - IS «* t* ~a&^& ■p- X~- ^ ■i — -i — 1 565 Deu<. 33 : 25. L.M. 1 When adverse winds and waves arise, And in my heart despondence sighs ; When life her throng of cares reveals, And weakness o'er my spirit steals, Grateful I hear the kind decree, That "as my day, my strength shall be." 2 One trial more must yet he past, One pang — the keenest and the last; And when, with brow convulsed and pale, My feeble, quivering heart-strings fail, Redeemer ! grant my soul to see That "as her day, her strength shall be." 566 Ps. 84 : 3. L.M. 1 Forth from the dark and stormy sky, Lord, to thine altar's shade we fly ; Forth from the world its hope and fear, Father, 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 awaj\ 567 Phil. 4:19. L.M. 1 None loves me, Saviour, with thy love; None else can meet such needs as mine; Oh ! grant me, as thou shalt approve, All that befits a child of thine ! From every fear and doubt release, And give me confidence and peace. 2 Give me a faith shall never fail, One that shall always work by love; And then, whatever foes assail, They shall but higher courage move More boldly for the truth to strive, And more by faith in thee to live. 568 Jer. 8:22. L.M. 1 Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan Hath taught each scene the notes of woe; Cease thy complaint, suppress thy groan, And let thy tears forget to flow ; Behold, the precious balm is found, To lull thy pain, to heal thy wound. 200 MISCELLANEOUS. MABEIAGE. S. M. $ is! ffl =t W& 33=31 -0- IJ =t ■*niz£_ ■&S>-&- -g-jg. »2^h --(2- £i&£ ~o-&- =H2=1 1. How vrcl-come was the call, And sweet the festal lay, When Jesus deigned in Cana's hall, i oil p=]=OT = R = -H To bless the marriage day, When Jesus deigned in Cana's hall, To bless the marriage day. John 2 : 2. S.M, 569 1 How -welcome was the call, And sweet the festal lay, When Jesus' deigned in Cana's hall To bless the marriage day. 2 Lord of life and love, Come Thou again to-day ; And bring a blessing from above That ne'er shall pass away. 3 bless, as erst of old, The Bridegroom and the Bride ; Bless with the holier stream that flowed Forth from Thy pierced side. 4 Before Thine altar-throne This mercy we implore ; As Thou dost knit them, Lord, in one, So bless them evermore. In joy or sorrow — life or death — His love is still the same. 571 570 Love of God. ] In every trying hour My soul to Jesus flies ; 1 trust in 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; S.M, 2 Cor. 5 : 7. S.M. If, through unruffled seas, Toward heaven we calmly sail, With grateful hearts, God, to thee, We'll own the favoring gale. 2 But should the surges rise, And rest delay to come, Blest be the sorrow — kind the storm, Which drives us nearer home. 3 Soon shall our doubts and fears All yield to thy control : Thy tender mercies shall illume The midnight of the soul. 4 Teach us, in every state, To make thy will our own ; And when the joys of sense depart, To live by faith alone. 572 Ps. 12C: 5. S.M. 1 The harvest dawn is near, The year delays not long ; And he who sows with many a tear, Shall reap with many a song. 2 Sad to his toil he goes, His seed with weeping leaves ; But he shall come, at twilight's close, And bring his golden sheaves. 201 MISCELLANEOUS. SING OF JESUS. 8s & 5s. 573 Rev. 5 : 9-13. 1 Sing of Jesus, sing forever Of the love that changes never ! Who, or what, from Him can sever Those He makes His own ? 2 With His blood the Lord hath bought them, When they knew Him not He sought them, And from all their wanderings brought them ; His the praise alone. 3 Through the desert Jesus leads them, With the bread of heaven he feeds them, And through all their way He speeds them To their home above. 4 There they see the Lord who bought them, Him who came from Heaven and sought them, Him who by His Spirit taught them Him they serve and love. 8s&5s. 574r Rev. 5: 9-i3. 8s & 5s. 1 Saints in glory ! we together Know the song that ceases never ; Song of songs Thou art, Saviour, All that endless day. 2 Theme of Adam when forgiven, Theme of Abraham, David, Stephen ; Souls, ye chant it entering HeaveD, Now, henceforth, alway. 3 the God-man ! Immanuel ! Cloud by day ! Jehovah-Angel ! Fire by night ! He led His Israel, So He leads us home. 4 Come, ye angels, round us gather, While to Jesus we draw nearer ; In His throne He'll seat forever, Those for whom he died. 5 Underneath His throne, a river Clear as crystal flows forever, Like His fulness, failing never : Hail enthroned Lamb ! 6 Oh the unsearchable Redeemer ! Shoreless Ocean, sounded never ! Yesterday, to-day, forever, Jesus Christ, the same. 202 MISCELLANEOUS. THE VOICE OF FBEE GBACE. 12s. -a-^^g-w-l-* 0-0-^-0—— 0-0-^-0-0— JJ-tf-LS-^-tf-LK-f-e-S— ' Toice of free grace cries, Es - cape to the mountain, For Adam's lost race Christ hath openeda fountain ; < For Halle «=ee -*-v-\ -p-p- and lu - jah «*" J I -4-9 — *-» rr nn-clean-ness, and ev-ery trans-gression, to the Lamb who hath pnrchased onr par-don, y~i N \ fc * ft His We'll t= -E #- ■fV PI flj. W=?c 11 #-P- -i^V- v-v- -U- i=ste *-0-o-0-0- x -o^r-0-0 x -0 — i- 2 -*- 1 -0^ -grn-al-1 ±Jt ®d +& BB Bq a His blood flows most freely in streams of sal-va-tion. "t We'll praise him a - gain when we pass o-ver Jordan. J blood flows most freely in streams of sal-va-tion, praise him a-gain, when we pass o-ver Jordan, Ill ^ ^ s^i/ V Sing the small notes for the 576th hymn. 2 Ye souiS that are wounded ! oh, flee to the Saviour ! He calls you in mercy, 'tis infinite favor ; Your sins are increasing, escape to the mountain — His blood can remove them, it flows from the fountain. Hallelujah to the Lamb, etc. 3 Jesus! ride onward, triumphantly glorious ! O'er sin, death, and hell, thou art more than victorious ; Thy name is the theme of the great congregation, "While angels and men raise the shout of salvation. Hallelujah to the Lamb, etc. 4 With joy shall we stand, when escaped to the shore ; With harps in our hands, we'll praise him the more ; We'll range the sweet plains on the banks of the river, And sing of salvation forever and ever ! Hallelujah to the Lamb, etc. 576 John 11 : 25. l^S. 1 Thou art gone to the grave ! but we will not deplore thee, Though sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb ; The Saviour hath passed through its portals before thee ; And the Lamp of his love is thy guide through the gloom. 2 Thou art gone to the grave ! but we will not deplore thee, Since God was thy ransom, thy guardian, thy guide ; He gave thee, he took thee, and he will restore thee ; And death hath no sting, since the Sa- viour hath died. 203 MISCELLANEOUS. "WE PRAI3E THEE, O GOD. lis & 12s. ■-■—-- -— — i W4 £4 — I— i-O- -9-9-9 «Fl= 9. 9.9. TgT Chorus. NN ! -T-#v- «4-0— #— 9— *f • — • — H-0-«- -9—9—9- -S3 Hi — '"I— ' 1— ""H* 11 1 # # — # — ' ' *- iJ—g-l-g— j— ^-Lgj; IJ mm -0- m ■*- -r 2 " -«-^ I -^-> «__*_ q^ # «= 577 TTe prawe /ftce. lis & 12s. 1 We praise thee, God ! for the Son of thy love, For Jesus, who died, and is now gone above. Chorus. — Hallelujah! thine the glory, Hallelujah! Amen. Hallelujah ! thine the glory, We praise thee again. 2 "We praise thee, God ! for thy Spirit of light ! Who has shown us the Saviour, and scattered our night. — Cho. 3 All glory and praise to the Lamb that was slain, Who hath borne all our sins, and has cleansed every stain. — Cho. 4 Revive us again : fill each heart with thy love! May our souls be rekindled with fire from above. — Clio. 573 lis & 12s. Bejoice and be glad. 1 Rejoice and be glad ! the Redeemer has come ! Go look on his cradle, his cross, and his tomb. Chorcs. — Sound his praises, tell the story, of him who was slain Sound his praises, tell with gladness he liveth again. 2 Rejoice and be glad ! it is sunshine at last ! The clouds have departed, the shadows are past. 3 Rejoice and be glad ! for the blood hath been shed ! Redemption is finished, the price hath been paid. 4 Rejoice and be glad ! now the pardon is free ! The Just for the unjust, has died on the tree. 5 Rejoice and be glad ! for the Lamb that was slain O'er death is triumphant, and liveth again. 6 Rejoice and be glad ! for our King is on high, [ He pleadeth for us, on his throne in the sky. 7 Rejoice and be glad! for he cometh again; He cometh in glory, the Lamb that was slain. 204 MISCELLANEOUS. EVENTIDE. 10s. 579 Abide with me. 1 Abide with me ! Fast falls the eventide ; The darkness deepens ; Lord, with me abide ! When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me ! 2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away ; Change and decay in all around I see ; thou who changest not, abide with me ! 3 Come not in terrors, as the King of kings, But kind and good, with healing in thy wings ; Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea : Come, Friend of sinners, thus abide with me ! 4 I need thy presence every passing hour ; What but thy grace can foil the tempter's power ? Who like thyself my guide and stay can be ? Through cloud and sunshine, oh, abide with me ! 5 I fear no foe, with thee at hand to bless ; Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness : Where is death's sting ? where, grave, thy victory ? 1 triumph still, if thou abide with me. 6 Hold thou thy cross before my closing eyes ; Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies ; Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee! In life, in death, Lord, abide with me ! 205 MISCELLANEOUS. O HOLY SAVIOUK. 8s & 6s. iita *-W-W^ '±&± WWW ZE -W-W-W- -9—W—0- fe 42— ^- * 1 ! I I :£?=to2 rfi-^jf: ■(2- II ■W-&- 42- tl S H: *-*=&: S2_ ■©>—-■ SE 580 John 15 : 5. 8s & 6s. 1 holy Saviour, Friend unseen ! Since on thine arm thou bid'st 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, o i( Here have I found a place of rest ; An exile still, yet not unblest, While I can cling to thee, — to thee. 4 What 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 and 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 ! 581 8s & 6s. 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 When 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 Reveals my sins in dread array, Say thou hast washed them all away ; Oh, say thou plead' st for me, — for me, 206 MISCELLANEOUS. AI1I1 GLORY, FKAISE, AND HONOE. 7s & 6s. ° '-0- *#-*-• m *.*m. -«- +- -± 582 All Glory, Praise, and Honor. 7S&6S, 1 All glory, praise, and honor To thee, Redeemer King! To whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. Cho. — All glory, praise and honor To thee, Redeemer King! To whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. 2 Thou art the King of Israel, Thou David's royal Son, Who in the Lord's name comest, The King and blessed one. Cho. 3 The company of angels Are praising thee on high ; And mortal men, and all things Created make reply. Cho. 4 The people of the Hebrews With palms before thee went ; Our praise and prayer and anthems Before thee we present. Cho. 5 To thee before thy passion They sang their hymns of praise ; To thee amidst thy glory Our melody we raise. Cho. 6 Thou didst accept their praises ; Accept the prayers we bring, Who in all good delightest, Thou good and gracious king ! Clio. 583 Come, let us sing. 7s & 6s. 1 Come, let us sing of Jesus, While hearts and accents blend ; Come, let us sing of Jesus, The sinner's only Friend. Cho. 2 His holy soul rejoices, Amid the choirs above, To hear our youthful voices Exulting in his love. Cho. 3 We love to sing of Jesus, Who died our souls to save ; We love to sing of Jesus, Triumphant o'er the grave. Cho. 4 And in our hour of danger We'll trust his love alone Who once slept in a manger, And now sits on the throne. Cho. 207 MISCELLANEOUS. GOING HOME. L. M. 4 ::1: =Fi -«- ; 1— aj— #H -jH— r- 1— -0—0- =P -»— •— %-\->S>— T — ]] 1. My heavenl}- home is bright and fair; Nor pain, nor death can enter there; 1 Its glittering towers the sun out-shine ; That heavenly man-sion shall be mine ; J .0-Jt. -£L #_#__<2. ^ it r t rrnr H rr ^F-rrMWi Chorus. nil. £7 3=±E 2-* »—«—;- -s- I'm go-ing home, I'm go-ing home, I'm go-ing home to die no more, 5^=^-; #_•_# |C? ■|t_«_icm_i_n #-■* EE tii I' r r rti 4S2_& 33 3 ^i^o r To die no more, to die no more, I'm go-ing home to die no more. ?TI I E -^— #— h— HS> »: J0-JF-J/LF&- 584, I. M, 2 My Father's house is built on high, Far, far above the starry sky ; When from this earthly prison free, That heavenly mansion mine shall be. Cho. 3 While here, a stranger far from home. Afliction's waves may round me foam ; And, tho' like Lazarus, sick and poor, My heavenly mansion is secure. Cho. 4 Let others seek a home below, Which flames devour, or waves o'erflow, Be mine a happier lot, to own A heavenly mansion near the throne. Cho. 5 Then fail the earth, let stars decline, And sun and moon refuse to shine, All nature sink and cease to be, That heavenly mansion stands for me. Cho. 585 Ps. 119 : 151. I. M. 1 Love Divine ! that stooped to share Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear, On thee we cast each earth-born care, We smile at pain while thou art near. Cho. 2 Though long the weary way we tread,' And sorrow crown each ling' ring year, No path we shun, no darkness dread, Our heart still whisp'ring, thou art near. Cho. 3 On thee we fling our burd'ning woe, Love Divine, for ever dear ; Content to suffer while we know, Living or dying, thou art near. 208 MISCELLANEOUS. BEST FOB THE WEARY. 8s & 7s. z+^p^Ljipzizzzn:. _ i^+ijz^ Chorus. 3#iHiiiipi -8—8—0- ' -0- -0- ■P-W- J0-J*-J0- 1-t—— n "1 tf • I* 1/ p IP izbtizHz^z* -»- -9-8-0-' -0- -0-8- (SZ- F^z I 586 8s & 7s. Rest for the Weary. 1 In the Christian's home in glory, There remains a land of rest; There my Saviour's gone before me, To fulfil my soul's request. Cho. — There is rest for the weary, There is rest for the weary, 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 land. Cho. 3 Pain or sickness ne'er shall enter, Grief nor woe my lot shall share; But in that celestial center, I a crown of life shall wear. Cho. i Death itself shnll then be vanquished, And his sting shall be withdrawn ; 14 Shout for gladness, oh, ye ransomed, Hail with joy the rising morn ! Cho. 5 Sing, oh, sing, ye heirs of glory, Shout your triumph as you go ; Zion's gate will open for you, You shall find an entrance through. Cho. 587 Dent. 12:9. Ss & 7s. 1 This is not my place of resting, — Mine's a city yet to come; Onward to it I am hasting, On to my eternal home. 2 In it all is light and glory ; O'er it shines a nightless day ; Every trace of sin's sad stoiy, All the curse, hath passed away. 3 There the Lamb, our Shepherd, leads us By the streams of life along, On the freshest pastures feeds us, Turns our sighing into song. Cho. 4 Soon we pass this desert dreary, Soon we bid farewell to pain ; Never more are sad or weary, Never, never sin again. Cho. 209 Cho. Cho. THY WAY, NOT MINE. 6s. Double. feiyife« ft iiiPP Job 23: 11. 6s, 1 Thy way, not mine, Lord, However dark it be ! Lead me by thine own hand ; Choose out the path for me. I dare not choose my lot : 1 would not, if I might; Choose thou for me, my God, So shall I walk aright. 2 The kingdom that I seek Is thine : so let the way That leads to it be thine, Else I must surely stray. Take thou my cup, and it With joy or sorrow fill, As best to thee maj- 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. 589 Heb. 12 : 7. 1 Be tranquil, my soul, Be quiet every fear ! Thy Father hath controj, And he is ever near. Ne'er of thy lot complain, Whatever may befall ; Sickness, or care, or pain, 'Tis well-appointed all. 2 A Father's chastening hand Is leading thee along ; Nor distant is the land, Where swells the immortal song. Oh, then, my soul, be still! Await heaven's high decree; Seek but thy Father's will, It shall be well with thee. (is. 210 590 /o/ml6:33. 1 Cheer up, desponding soul ! Thy longing pleased I see; "lis part of that great whole Wherewith I longed for thee : Wherewith I longed for thee, And left my Father's throne From death to set thee free, And claim thee for my own. 2 To claim thee for my own I suffered on the cross ; Oh, were my love but known, All else would be as dross ! All else would be as dross, And souls, through grace divine, Would count their gains but loss, To live forever mine. 591 Iso. 33: 17. 1 There is a blessed home Beyond this land of woe, Where trials never come, Nor tears of sorrow flow ; Where faith is lost in sight, And patient hope is crowned, And everlasting light Its glory throws around. 2 There is a land of peace ; Good angels know it well ; Glad songs that never cease Within its portals swell ; Around its glorious throne Ten thousand saints adore Christ, with the Father one, And Spirit, evermore. 3 Oh, joy all joys beyond ! To see the Lamb who died, And count each sacred wound, In hands, and feet, and side ; To give to him the praise Of every triumph won, And sing through endless days The great things he hath done. 4 Look up, ye saints of God ! Nor fear to tread below The path your Saviour trod Of daily toil and woe ; 6s. 6s. Wait but a little while In uncomplaining love ; His own most gracious smile Shall welcome you above. 592 Mark 14: 36. 1 My Jesus, as thou wilt ! Oh ! may thy will be mine ; Into thy hand of love 1 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 ! 3 My Jesus, as thou wilt! All shall be well for me ; Bach changing future scene I gladly trust with thee : Straight to my home above I travel calmly on, And sing, in life or death, My Lord, thy will be done ! 593 Ps. 116: 7. 1 My spirit longs for thee To dwell within my breast; Although unworthy I Of so divine a Guest! Of so divine a Guest Unworthy though I be, Yet hath my heart no rest Until it come to thee ! 2 Until it come to thee, In vain I look around : In all that I can see No rest is to be found ! No rest is to be found, But in thy bleeding love, Oh, let my wish be crowned, And send it from above ! 6s. 211 MISCELLANEOUS UPLIFT YOUR BANNER. L. M. 4 4 4 in^§^]i^ii^ -#- -(5>- -<»- +- ■+— -£- -»- _ 594r Uplift the Banner .' L. M. 1 Uplift the banner ! Let it float Sky-ward and sea-ward, high and wide ; The sun shall light its shining folds, The Cross, on which the Saviour died. 2 Uplift the banner ! Angels bend In anxious silence o'er the sign, And vainly seek to comprehend The wonder of the love divine. 3 Uplift the banner ! Heathen lands Shall see from far the glorious sight, And nations, gathering at the call, Their spirits kindle in its light. 4 Uplift the banner ! Let it float Sky-ward and sea-ward, high and wide ; Our glory only in the Cross, Our only hope the Crucified. 5 Uplift the banner ! Wide and high Sea-ward and sky-ward let it shine: Nor skill, nor might, nor merit ours; We conquer only in that sign. 595 John 17:24 L. M. 1 Let me be with thee where thou art, My Saviour, my eternal Rest; Then only will this longing heart Be fully and forever blest. 2 Let me be with thee where thou art, Thine unvailed glory to behold ; Then only will this wandering heart Cease to be false to thee and cold. 3 Let me be with thee where thou art, Where spotless saints thy name adore ; Then only will this sinful heart Be evil and defiled no more. 4 Let me be with thee where thou art, Where none can die, where none remove; There neither death nor life will part Me from thy presence and thy love. John 12 : 21. L. M. 596 1 Far from my thoughts, vain world, I Let my religious hours alone : Fain would mine ej-es my Saviour see — 1 wait a visit, Lord ! from thee. 2 My heart grows warm with holy fire, And kindles with a pure desire : Come, my dear Jesus ! from above, And feed my soul with heavenly love. 3 Blest Saviour ! what delicious fare — ■ How sweet thine entertainments are ! Never did angels taste above Redeeming grace and dying love. 212 MISCELLANEOUS. JESUS LEAD THE ■WAY. 5s &«8s. 597 1 Jesus ! lead the way To eternal day : And although the way be cheerless, We will follow, calm and fearless : Guide us by thy hand To our Fatherland. 2 If the way be drear, If the foe be near, If our days be very dreary, And our burdens very weary, Lead us by thy hand, To our Fatherland. 3 When we seek relief From a long-felt grief, Then in all our woe and weakness, Grant us patience, grant us meekness, Guide us by thy hand To our Fatherland. 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. Jesus, slain for me. OS & oS» 1 Jesus, who can be Once compared with Thee ! Source of rest and consolation, Life, and light, and full salvation; Son of God, with Thee None compared can be ! 2 Jesus, slain for me On the accursed tree ! From all sin me to deliver And from death to save forever ! I am by thy blood Reconciled to God. 3 Grant me steadiness, Lord, to run my race, Following Thee with love most tender. So that Satan may not hinder Me by craft or force ; Further Thou mv course. 4 When I hence depart, Strengthen Thou my heart , Where Thou art, Lord, convey me ; In Thy righteousness array me ; That at Thy right hand Joyful I may stand. 213 MISCELLANEOUS. THY "WILL BE DONE. 8s & 4s. =jj |_]_L & l _jMJ-44=t=::n 599 1 "Thy will be done !" In devious way The hurrying stream of life may run ; Yet still our grateful hearts shall say, "Thy will be done !" 2 "Thy will be done!" If o'er us shine A gladdening and a prosperous sun ; This prayer will make it more divine, — "Thy will be done!" 3 "Thy will be done I" Though shrouded o'er Our path with gloom ; one comfort, one Is ours, — to breathe, while we adore, "Thy will be done !" 8s& 4s.'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 ! - 600 Ads 21 : 14. 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 donel 2 What 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, My Father ! still I strive to say, 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 1 7 Then when on earth I breathe no more The prayer oft mixed with tears before, I'll sing upon a happier shore, Thy will be done ! 601 Hallelujah ! 8S & 4rS. 1 The strife is o'er, the battle done ; The triumph of the Lord is won ; Oh let the song of praise be sung ! Hallelujah ! 2 The powers of death have done their worst, And Jesus hath His foes dispersed ; Let shouts of praise and joy outburst ! Hallelujah ! 3 On that third morn He rose again In glorious majesty to reign ; Oh let us swell the joyful strain ! Hallelujah ! 4 Lord, by the stripes which wounded Thee, From death's dread sting Thy servants free, That we may live, and sing to Thee! Hallelujah ! 214 MISCELLANEOUS. LOBD, WITH GLOWING HEAET. 8s&7s. 602 1 Lord, with glowing heart I'd praise thee For the bliss thy love bestows ; For the pardoning grace that saves me, And the peace that from it flows: Help, God, my weak endeavor; This dull soul to rapture raise ; Thou must light the flame, or never Can my love be warmed to praise. 2 Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee, Wretched wanderer, far astray ; Found thee lost, and kindly brought thee From the paths of death away ; Praise, with love's devoutest feeling, Him who saw thy guilt-born fear, And, the light of hope revealing, Bade the blood-stained cross appear. 3 Lord, this bosom's ardent feeling Vainly would my lips express : Low before thy footstool kneeling, Deign thy suppliant's prayer to bless ; Let thy grace, my soul's chief treasure, Love's pure flame within me raise ; And, since words can never measure, Let my life show forth thy praise. 8s & 7s.'2 Vainer still the hope of heaven, That on human strength relies ; But to him shall help be given, Who in humble faith applies. 603 8s & 7s. 1 Vain were all our toil and labor, Did not God that labor bless ; Vain, without his grace and favor, Every talent we possess. 3 Seek we, then, the Lord's Anointed; He shall grant us peace and rest: Ne'er was suppliant disappointed. Who through Christ his prayer 604r John to: so. 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 vails the sky : "It is finished!" — Hear the d3 r ing 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. 3 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs ! Join to sing the pleasing theme: All in earth and heaven, uniting, Join to praise Immanuel's name: Hallelujah !— Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 215 MISCELLANEOUS. GOOD; or, How Sweetly Flowed. -L. Geo. Kingsley. j^M rtt H g l « pZE ■( Z — s — 0-0- ttt- H — t— P-H — I— I I 605 L. M. 607 1 How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound From lips of gentleness and grace, When list'ning thousands gathered round. And joy and reverence filled the place ! 2 From heaven he came, of heaven he spoke To heaven he led his foll'wers' way; Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke, Unveiling an immortal day. 3 "Come, wanderers! to my Father's home, Come, all ye weary ones ! and rest:" Yes, sacred Teacher ; we will come, Obey thee, love thee, and be blest. 606 Matt. 11 : 28. L.M. 1 With tearful eyes I look around; Life seems a dark and stormy sea ; Yet, 'mid the gloom, I hear a sound, A heavenly whisper, "Come to me." 2 It tells me of a place of rest; It tells me where my soul may flee : Oh, to the weary, faint, oppressed, How sweet the bidding, "Come to me !" 3 "Come, for all else must fail and die ! Earth is no resting-place for thee; To heaven direct thy weeping eye, I am thy portion; Come to me!" 4 voice of mercy ! voice of love ! In conflict, grief, and agony, Support me, cheer me from above ! And gently whisper, "Come to me!" L.M. My hope is built on nothing less Than Jesus' blood and righteousness J 1 dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on Jesus' name. 2 When darkness veils his lovely face, I rest on his unchanging grace ; In every high and stormy gale, My anchor holds within the veil. 3 His oath, his covenant, his blood, Support me in the whelming flood; When all around my soul gives way, He then is all my hope and stay. 4 When he shall come with trumpet sound, 0, may I then in him be found ; Drest in his righteousness alone, Faultless to stand before the throne ! 608 L.M. 1 Spirit of the living God, In all thy plenitude of grace, Where'er the foot of man hath trod, Descend on our apostate race. 2 Give tongues of fire, and hearts of love, To preach the reconciling word ; Give power and unction from above, Where'er the joyful sound is heard. 3 Baptize the nations, far and nigh; The triumphs of the cross record ; The name of Jesus glorify, Till every kindred call him Lord. 216 MISCELLANEOUS. MATTOON; or, My Father's House. 609 S. M. 1 My Father's house on high ! Home of my soul ! how near At times, to faith's foreseeing eye, Thy golden gates appear ! 2 I hear at morn and even At noon and midnight hour, The choral harmonies of heaven Angelic music pour. 3 Oh, then my spirit faints To reach the land I love — The bright inheritance of saints, My glorious home above. 610 S. M 1 One sweetly solemn thought Comes to me o'er and o'er, — Nearer my home, to-day, am I Than e'er I've been before. 2 Nearer my Father's house, Where many mansions be ; Nearer to-day the great white throne ; Nearer the crystal sea. 3 Nearer the bound of life, Where burdens are laid down ; Nearer to leave the heavy cross ; Nearer to gain the crown. 4 Father, perfect my trust ! Strengthen my power of faith ! Nor let me stand, at last, alone Upon the shore of death. S. M. 611 1 Servant of God, well done! Rest from thy loved employ : The battle fought, the victory won, Enter thy Master's joy. 2 The pains of death are past ; Labor and sorrow cease; And life's long warfare closed at last, His soul is found in peace. 3 Soldier of Christ, well done ! Praise be thy new employ ; And, while eternal ages run, Rest in thy Saviour's joy. 612 S. M. 1 Soldiers of Christ, arise, And gird 3 r our armor on, Strong in the strength which God supplies, Through his eternal Son : Strong in the Lord of hosts, And in his mighty power, Who in the strength of Jesus trusts, Is more than conqueror. 3 From strength to strength go on ; Wrestle, and fight, and pray ; Tread all the powers of darkness down, And win the well-fought day. 4 Still let the Spirit cry, In all his soldiers, "Come," Till Christ the Lord descends from high, And takes the conquerors home. 217 MISCELLANEOUS. MEASE ; or, God of the Morning Ray. 6a & 4s. Geo. Kingsley. -r^-9— u •— •- L #-v -•-*-- iJ "m— m— *- c £^— ; — 3 J -« — 1-#-- ' III i u 613 Acts 17 :28. 1 God of the morning ray, God of the rising day, Glorious in power ! In thee we live and move, And thus we daily prove Thy condescending love Each passing hour. 2 God of our feeble race, God of redeeming grace, Spirit all-blest ! Our own eternal Friend, Thy guardian influence lend, From ever}' snare defend — In thee we rest. 614r Rev. 14: 3. 6s & 4s. 1 Sing, sing his lofty praise, Whom angels cannot raise, But whom they sing; Jesus, who reigns above, Object of angels' love, Jesus, whose grace we prove, Jesus, our King. 2 Rich is the grace we sing, Poor is the praise we bring, Not as we ought ; But when we see his face, In 3 - onder glorious place, Then shall we sing his grace, Sing without fault. 615 Da». 12: 3. Gs & 4s. 1 Sound, sound the tenth abroad! Bear ye the word of God r I Through the wide world ; Tell what our Lord has done, Tell how the day is won, And from his lofty throne Satan is hurled. 2 Ye, who forsaking all, At your loved Master's call, Comforts resign : Soon will j'our work be done ; Soon will the prize be won ; Brighter than yonder sun Then shall ye shine. 616 Ps. 150. 6s & 4s. 1 Praise ye Jehovah's name ; Praise through his courts proclaim; Rise and adore ; High o'er the heavens above, Sound his great acts of love, While his rich grace we prove, Vast as his power. 2 Now let the trumpet raise Sounds of triumphant praise, Wide as his fame ; There let the harp be found ; Organs, with solemn sound, Roll your deep notes around, Filled with his name. 3 While his high praise j'ou sing, Shake everj- sounding string; Sweet the accord ! He vital breath bestows ; Let every breath that flows, His noblest fame disclose: Praise ye the Lord. 218 617 "FAEEWELL! Tenor. Affet. MISCELLANEOUS. "WE MEET NO MOSE." parting scene is o'er, The last sad look is giv'n, -£■-*■ ifc *£t W well! Fare well! ^ -&■ ttv m IHi s -F-F ^— l—i-P-P- Ltt: 2 Farewell ! my stricken heart To Jesus flies : From him I'll never part, On him my hope relies. 3 Farewell ! and shall we meet In heaven above? And there in union sweet, Sing of a Saviour's love? 618 GO TO THY REST IN PEACE. 6s & Andante. Geo. Kingsley. HHH -\-i*»- 5 -il-irir 1 Go to thy rest in peace, And soft be thy re-pose ; Thy toils are o'er, thy 2 Go to thy peaceful rest, For thee we need not weep; Since thouart now a- 3 Go to thy rest; and while Thy absence we deplore, One thought our sor-row troubles cease, From earthly cares, in sweet release, Thine eyelids gent - ly close, mong the blest, No more by sin and sorrow pressed, Thybo-dy rests in sleep, shall beguile, For soon, with a triumphant smile, We meet to part no more. 0.^ M _i — a. 219 MISCELLANEOUS. A SOLDIER'S DIRGE. Chant. Geo. Kingsley. zdte:=Eg=srEEitEszdj. i P=F=t Lilii^IIiilplIII 619 1 The flag hangs low, in mournful wares; The gathering | crowds are | dumb ; | Dim paths that wind among the graves, Wait | for the | muffled | drum ! | In martial files, with brows all bare, Mute comrades | guard the | ground; | The bell's sad tolling swells the air, In | waves of | sorrowing | sound. i| 2 Breathe dirges o'er j'our hero's rest, Ye for whose | cause he | bled ; | Yours the dear land whose yearning breast, Takes | home the | honored | dead. | God of our forefathers' trust ! God of the | brave and | free; | Our hands have crowned his martyr'd dust, We I leave the I dead with I thee. II IT CAME UPOM THE MIDNIGHT CLEAR. Chant. 2d~ -W I :Eg=zg=Ei2S=:H 620 C. M. 1 It came upon the midnight clear, That glorious | song of | old, From angels bending near the earth To | touch their | harps of | gold ; "Peace to the earth, good-will to man, From heaven's all- | gracious | King:" The earth in solemn stillness lay, To | hear the | angels | sing. 2 Still through the cloven skies the}- come, With peaceful | wings un- | furled ; And still celestial music floats O'er | all the | weary | world; Above its sad and lowly plains They bend on | heavenly | wing, And ever, o'er its Babel sounds, The | blessed | angels | sing. 220 MISCELLANEOUS. FHOM THE KECESSES. Chant. 621 1 From the recesses of a lowly spirit, Our humble prayer ascends; O | Father ! | hear it, Upsoaring on the wings of awe and meekness ! | For-' ' | give its | weakness ! 2 We see thy hand; it leads us, it supports us: "We hear thy voice; it | counsels and it | courts us: And then we turn away ; and still thy kindness | For-' ' | gives our | blindness. 3 Oh, how long-suffering, Lord ! but thou delightest To win with | love the | wandering; || thou invitest, By smiles of mercy, not by frowns or terrors, | Man ' ' | from his | errors. 4 Father and Saviour ! plant within each bosom The | seeds of | holiness, j| and bid them blossom. In fragrance and in beauty bright and vernal, | And ' ' | spring e- | ternal. AGNUS DEI. Chant. i q=P I cq— q: 1^1 fig- iilllil^ 622 1 Christ, thou Lamb of God, that takest away the | sins " of the [ world, || have | mercy | upon | us. || 2 Christ, thou Lamb of God, that takest away the | sins ' of the | world, || have | mercy | upon | us. || 3 Christ, thou Lamb of God, that takest away the [ sins ' of the | world, || grant us | thy | peace. || A- men. || 221 MISCELLANEOUS. BEAUTIFUL ZION. Chant. i — %. — &—\ — & — ^_i — ^, 1 j I — &■ £5 — 1 — — v\ — &■ 1 — & -s^ — i — 35- — &— r- 5r g=rzjr p=3g= pr= — — ||- g ppz: 623 1 Beautiful Zion, built above, Beautiful city, | that I | love, Beautiful gates of pearly white, Beautiful | temple, | God its | light ! He who was slain on | Calva- | ry Opens those | pearly | gates to | ine. 2 Beautiful heaven, where all is light, Beautiful angels, | clothed in | white, Beautiful strains that never tire, Beautiful | harps through | all the | choir! There shall I join the | chorus | sweet, Worshiping | at the | Saviour's | feet. 3 Beautiful crowns on every brow, Beautiful palms the | conquerors | show, Beautiful robes the ransomed wear, Beautiful | all who | enter | there ! Thither I press with | eager | feet ; There shall my | rest be | long and j sweet. 4 Beautiful throne for Christ our King, Beautiful songs the | angels | sing, Beautiful rest, all wanderings cease, Beautiful | home of | perfect | peace ! There shall my eyes the I Saviour | see; Haste to this j heavenly | home with | me ! BEYOND THE SMILING. Chant. ^y - 624 1 Beyond the smiling and the weeping I I shall be | soon ; || Beyond the waking and the sleeping, | Beyond the sowing and the reaping I I shall be | soon ! || Love, rest and home — Sweet hope! Lord, | tarry | not, but | come! 2 Beyond the blooming and the fading I I shall be | soon ; || Beyond the shining and the shading, | Beyond the hoping and the dreading, I | shall be | soon ! || Love, rest and home — Sweet hope! Lord, | tarry | not, but | come! 222 MISCELLANEOUS. GLORIA IN EXOELSIS. Chant. Part. I. Part II. B=3iE^=33=g=Eg=33iS=:Elz^zb^a iS>--S-r-S>- m -GHS> j2_ -£2- I -£-f> -&- fe :i Part III. 4==n ■^-25)- iMS*"- ■•%-6&- ■0-0- ~S7~ ■43- -@r -P- -P--0- ■&- -»— P- 625 Part I. Glory be to | God on | high, || and on earth | peace, good- | -will : " towards | men. || We praise thee, we bless thee, we | worship j thee, jj we glorify thee, we give thanks to thee | for thy | great — | glory. || Part II. Lord God, | heavenly | King, || God the | Father | Al- — | mighty ! || Lord, the only-begotten Son | Jesus | Christ, || Lord God, Lamb of God, | Son " ' of the | Fa | ther, || ... - Part III. That takest away the | sins ' ' of the | world, || have mercy up- | on — | us. || Thou that takest away the | sins ' ' of the | world, [| have mercy up- | on — | us. Thou that takest away the | sins ' ' of the | world, || receive | our — | prayer. Thou that sittest at the right hand of | God the j Father, || have mercy up- | on — us. II For thou only | art — | holy, || thou Thou only, Christ, with the | Holy God the I Father. I A- 1 men. II Part I. only | art the | Lord. || | Ghost, || art most high in the | glory • ' of I 223 MISCELLANEOUS. 626 John 15: 5. 6s & 4s. 628 1 I need Thee every hour, Most gracious Lord : No tender voice like Thine Can peace afford. Refr. — I need Thee, oh ! I need Thee : Every hour I need Thee ; bless me now, my Saviour! 1 come to Thee. 2 I need Thee every hour; Stay Thou near by ; Temptations lose their power When Thou art nigh. 3 I need Thee every hour, In joy or pain : Come quickly and abide, Or life is vain. 4 I need Thee every hour ; Teach me Thy will; And Thy rich promises In me fulfil. 5 I need Thee every hour, Most Holy One; Oh, make me Thine indeed, Thou blessed Son. 627 2 Cor. 6 : 2. 7s< 1 Heavenly Father, bless me now; At the cross of Christ I bow; Take my guilt and grief away ; Hear and heal me now, I pray. Refr. — Bless me now, bless me now ; Heavenly Father, bless me now 2 Now, Lord, this very hour, Send thy grace and show thy power ; While I rest upon thy word, Come and bless me now, Lord. 3 Now, oh, now, for Jesus' sake, Lift the clouds, the fetters break ; While I look, and as I cry, Touch and cleanse me ere I die. Ps. 40: 17. L.M. 1 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer, That calls me from a world of care, And bids me at my Father's throne Make all my wants and wishes known; In seasons of distress and grief My soul has often found relief, And oft escaped the tempter's snare, By thy return, sweet hour of prayer. 2 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer, Thy wings shall my petition bear, To him whose truth and faithfulness Engage the waiting soul to bless; And since he bids me seek his face, Believe his word and trust his grace, I'll cast on him my every care, And wait for thee, sweet hour of praj'er. 3 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer, May I thy consolation share, Till from Mount Pisgah's lofty height I view my home and take my flight ; This robe of flesh I'll drop, and rise, To seize the everlasting prize; And shout, while passing through the air Farewell farewell, sweet hour of prayer. 629 Gal. 6 : 7. 9s & 7 s. 1 Sowing the seed bj r the daylight fair, Sowing the seed by the noon-day glare, Sowing the seed by the fading light, Sowing the seed in the solemn night; Oh, what shall the harvest be ? Oh, what shall the harvest be ? Refr. — Sown in the darkness or sown in the li^ht, Sown in our weakness or sown in our might, Gathered in time or eternity. Sure, ah, sure will the harvest be, 2 Sowing the seed by the wayside high, Sowing the seed on the rocks to die, Sowing the seed where the thorns will spoil, Sowing the seed in the fertile soil; Oh, what shall the harvest be ? Oh, what shall the harvest be? 3 Sowing the seed of a lingering pain, Sowing the seed of a maddened brain, Sowing the seed of a tarnished name, Sowing the seed of eternal shame ; Oh, what shall the harvest be ? Oh, what shall the harvest be ? 224 MISCELLANEOUS. 4 Sowing the seed with an aching heart, Sowing the seed while the tear-drops start, Sowing in hope till the reapers come, Gladly to gather the harvest home ; Oh, what shall the harvest be ? Oh, what shall the harvest be? 630 P S .32:8. 78. 1 Holy Spirit, faithful guide, Ever near the Christian's side; Gently lead us by the hand, Pilgrims in a desert land ; "Weary souls for e'er rejoice, While they hear that sweetest voice, Whispering softly, wanderer come ! Follow me, I'll guide thee home. 2 Ever present, truest Friend, Ever near thine aid to lend, Leave us not to doubt and fear, Groping on in darkness drear, When the storms are raging sore, Hearts grow faint, and hopes give o'er, Whispei-ing softly, wanderer come! Follow me, I'll guide thee home. 3 When our days of toil shall cease, Waiting still for sweet release, Nothing left but heaven and prayer, Wond'ring if our names were there, Wading deep the dismal flood, Pleading nought but Jesus' blood, Whispering softly, wanderer come ! Follow me, I'll guide thee home : All because we do not carry, Everything to God in prayer. 2 Have we trials and temptations ? Is there trouble anywhere ? We should never be discouraged, Take it to the Lord in prayer. Can we find a Friend so faithful, Who will all our sorrows share ? Jesus knows our every weakness, Take it to the Lord in prayer. 3 Are we weak and heavj"- laden, Cumbered with a load of care ? Precious Saviour, still our refuge, — Take it to the Lord in prayer. Do thy friends despise, forsake thee ? Take it to the Lord in prayer ; In His arms He'll take and shield thee, Thou wilt find a solace there. 631 Prov. 18 : 24. 8s & 7s. 1 What a friend we have in Jesus, All our sins and griefs to bear ; What a privilege to carry, Everything to God in prayer. Oh ! what peace we often forfeit, Oh ! what_needless pain we bear, 632 Acts 26 : 28. 9S, 6s & 4:3. I 'Almost persuaded" now to believe ; "Almost persuaded" Christ to receive; Seems now some soul to say: "Go, Spirit, go thy way, Some more convenient day, On thee I'll call." 2 "Almost persuaded," come, come to-day; "Almost persuaded," turn not away. Jesus invites you here, Angels are lingering near, Prayers rise from hearts so dear ; wanderer, come ! 3 "Almost persuaded," harvest is past! "Almost persuaded," doom comes at last! "Almost" cannot avail; "Almost" is but to fail ! Sad, sad that bitter wail, — "Almost," but lost! 225 MISCELLANEOUS. MT. BLANC. P. M. ■f=z- H — . — I — F- ■9-0-0-0- TTTT We shall meet around his throne 9-0 bn 1. We are on our journey home, Where Christ, our Lord, is gone; e| When he makes his people one, 633 BeD. 21:2. P.M. 2 We can see that distant home, Though clouds rise dark between ; Faith views the radiant dome, And a lustre flashes keen From the new Jerusalem. I'M A PILGRIM. In the new Jerusa - lera. 3 Our hearts are breaking now Those mansions fair to see ; Lord ! thy heavens bow, And raise us up with thee, To the new Jerusalem. 634r P. M. 1 I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger; 1 can tarry, I can tarry but a night; Do not detain me, for I am going To where the fountains are ever flowing. I'm a pilgrim, etc. 2 There the glory is ever shining; Oh, my longing heart, my longing heart is there ; 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'm a pilgrim, etc. 226 CLOSING HYMNS. OLD HUNDKED. L. M. tf*-^ -t =t"T= 1 | — i H- =1-q- P=^ 3=4^:q^H ^_d= 3-f i — | 1 -Z5*- j — i— 1 1 p -0-p 1 fl fe)fl L -1 — k 4 — (t- ^"f-Pe - — &-. — > * -•' — ^-#- ^— • -£— M V^* f 2 - H» — 1 — i 1 — ^=ti= i tEF 1 -- — i — tr-g. -» — * — ^ t — H E- — i L| 1 LL_p L^ 4 ' 1 — r 1 Ly_| L U 635 L. M. 1 Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord ! Help us to feed upon thy word ; All that has been amiss forgive, And let thy truth within us live. 2 Though we are guilty, thou art good ; Wash all our works in Jesus' blood ; Give every fettered soul release, And bid us all depart in peace. 636 KM, 1 Lord, now we part in thy blest name, In which we here together came ; Grant us, our few remaining daj-s, To work thy will and spread thy praise. 2 Teach us in life and death to bless, Thee, Lord, our strength and righteousness ; Grant that we all may meet above Where we shall better sing thy love. 637 Phil. 4: 7. L#M< 1 The peace which God alone reveals, And by his word of grace imparts, Which only the believer feels, Direct, and keep, and cheer our hearts ! 2 And may the holy, Three in One, The Father, Word, and Comforter, Pour an abundant blessing down On every soul assembled here I 638 I. M. 1 Praises to him whose love has given, In Christ his Son, the life of heaven ; Who for our darkness gives us light, And turns to day our deepest night. 2 Praises to him, in grace, who. came, To bear our woe and sin and shame; Who lived to die, who died to rise, The God-accepted sacrifice. 3 Praises to him the chain who broke, Opened the prison, burst the yoke, Sent forth the captives glad and free, Heirs of an endless liberty. 4 Praises to him who sheds abroad Within our hearts the love of God ; The spirit of all truth and peace, Fountain of joy and holiness. 5 To Father, Son, and Spirit, now The hands we lift, the knees we bow ; . To thee, Jehovah, thus we raise The sinners' endless song of praise ! 639 Brie f Cal1 10 Fraise - Psalm 117. t. M. 1 From all that dwell below the skies, Let the creator's praise arise; Let the Redeemer's name be sung, Through every land, by every tongue. 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word ; Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore. Till suns shall rise and set no more ! 227 640 D0X0L0GIES. GLORIA PATRI. Glo-rybe to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Ho - ly Ghost; As it was in the be- le^ggiSgg ^: ^frfr-g^tte- -•--U-, i i t*/ 3 - r gin-ning, is now, and er - er shall be, world without end. A - men. A - men. I I rf =H=t=P=r=- z w -m t=tti P 1 L. M. Praise God from whom all blessings flo Praise Him, all creatures here below ; Praise Him above, ye heavenly host ; Praise Father, Sod, and Holy Ghost. 2 L. M. To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, Be honor, praise, and glory given, By all on earth, and all in heaven ! 3 CM. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. 4r S.M. The Father and the Son And Spirit we adore ; We praise, we bless, we worship thee, Both now and evermore ! 5 7s. Sing we to our God above Praise eternal as his love ; Praise him, all ye heavenly host — Father, Son, and Holy Ghost I 6 8s & 7s. Honor, glory, might, dominion, To the Father and the Son, With the everlasting Spirit, While eternal ages run. 7 C. M., Double. The God of mercy be adored, Who calls our souls from death, Who saves by His redeeming Word And new-creating Breath : To praise the Father and the Son And Spirit All-Divine, The One in Three, and Three in One, Let saints and angels join. 3 7s & 6s. To thee be praise forever, Thou glorious King of kings I Thy wondrous love and favor Each ransomed spirit sings: We'll celebrate thy glory With all thy saints above, And shout the joyful story Of thy redeeming love. 7s & 6s. Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One God whom we adore, Join we with the heavenly host To praise thee evermore ; 228 DOXOLOGIES. Live, by heaven and earth adored, Three in One, and One in Three, Holy, holy, holy Lord, All glory be to thee ! 9 6s & 4s. To God, the Father, Son, And Spirit, Three in One, All praise be given ! Crown him in every song ; To him your hearts belong Let all his praise prolong On earth, in heaven ! 10 H. M. To God the Father's throne Your highest honors raise; Glory to God the Son, To God the Spirit praise : With all our powers, Eternal King ! Thy name we sing, While faith adores. 11 10s. To Father, Son and Spirit, ever blest, Eternal praise and worship be addressed ; From age to age, ye saints, his name adore, And spread his fame till time shall be no more. 12 lis. Father Almighty, to thee be addressed, With Christ and the Spirit, one God ever blest, All glory and worship, from earth and from heaven, As was, and is now, and shall ever be given 13 8s, 7s & 4s. Great Jehovah, we adore thee, God the Father, God the Son, God the Spirit, joined in glory On the same eternal throne ; Endless praises To Jehovah, Three in One ! 14r L. P. M. Now 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. 15 8s & 7s. Praise the God of our salvation, Praise the Father's boundless love ; Praise the Lamb, our expiation ; Praise the Spirit from, above ; Praise the Fountain of salvation, Him by whom our spirits live ; Undivided adoration To the one Jehovah give ! 16 7s. Praise the name of God most high; Praise him, all below the sky ; Praise him, all ye heavenly host — Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! As through countless ages past, Evermore his praise shall last. 17 C. P. M. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God, whom Heaven's triumphant And saints on earth adore ; Be glory as in ages past, And now it is, and so shall last, When time shall be no more. 229 ijvdu^t oi 7 first lines. >e<- HYMN. AUTHOR 579 Abide with me ! Fast falls the eventide H. F. Lyte. 368 A broken heart, my God, my King../. Watts. 290 According to thy gracious word J. Montgomery 443 A charge to keep I have C. Wesley. 4G5 A few more years shall roll H. Bonar. 118 Again our earthly cares we J. Newton. 170 Alas! and did my Saviour bleed Walts. 174 Alas ! what hourly dangers rise. .Anne Steele 564 A light streams downward from '. Mrs. Hinsdale 48 All hail the power of Jesus' E. Perronel. 552 All glory, praise and honor Theodulph. 553 All praise to thee, my God, this T. Ken. 150 All praise to thee, Eternal Lord Luther. 5G3 Almighty Father, hear our cry Anon. 493 Almighty maker of my frame Steele. G32 "Almost persuaded," now to believe.. .Bliss. 430 Am I a soldier of the cross Watts. 442 Amidst a world of hopes and Anon. 517 And is there, Lord, a rest? R. Palmer 427 And must I part with all B. Beddome. 302 And must this body die? Watts. 514 And will the Judge descend Doddridge. 206 Angels, roll the rock away T. Scott. 121 Another six days' work is done.. ..J. Stennel. 373 Approach, my soul, the mercy seat.. Newton. 240 Arise, O King of grace, arise .Watts. 231 Arm of the Lord, awake, awake W. Shrubsole. 58 Around the Saviour's lofty throne.. T. Kelly. 10 Ascend thy throne, Almighty King Beddome. 507 As Jesus died and rose again M. Bruce. 313 Asleep in Jesus ! blessed sleep Mrs. M. Maclcay. 38S As when the weary traveler Newton. 281 At the Lamb's high feast («r) Campbell. 42 Awake, and sing the song W. Hammond. 537 Awake, my soul, and with Ken. 56 Awake, my soul, in joyful S. Medley. 440 Awake, my soul, lift up Barbauld. 217 Come, Holy Spirit, come J. Hart. 230 HYMN. AUTHOR. 431 Awake, my soul, stretch every.. P. Doddridge. 5 Awake, my tongue, thy tribute.. J. Needham. 438 Awake, our souls, away our fears Watts. 623 Beautiful Zion, built above Anon. 3 Before Jehovah's awful throne Watts. 94 Begin, my soul, the exalted lay J. Ogilvie. 339 Behold a stranger at the door J. Grigg. 273 Behold the sure foundation stone Watts. 300 Behold the western evening light.. .Peabody. 393 Behold what wondrous grace Walts. 20 Beneath a numerous train 589 Be tranquil, O my soul Hastings. 624 Beyond the smiling and the weeping.. Bonar. 378 Blessed Saviour! thee I love G Ditffleld. 7 Bless-, O my soul, the living God Watts. 246 Blest are the sons of peace Walls. 221 Blest be the tie that binds J. Fawcetl. 545 Blest be thy love, dear Lord J. Austin. 39 Blest be thou, O God of Israel Anon. 476 Blest hour, when mortal man Baffles, 451 Blest Jesus, when my soaring.. Heginbotham. 154 Blow ye the trumpet C. Wesley. 283 Bread of heaven! on thee we J. Conder. 145 Brightness of the Father's glory. .R. Robinson. 556 Brightest and best of the sons R. Heber. 387 By faith in Christ I walk Newton. 131 Calm on the listening ear Sean. I 482 Cast thy burden on the Lord R. Hill. 307 Cease, ye mourners, cease to Collyer. 590 Cheer up, desponding soul Byrom. 80 Children of the heavenly King.-.J'. Cennich. 157 Christ is our corner-stone (tr) Chandler. 205 Christ the Lord, is risen C. Wesley. 90 Come, all ye saints of God J. Boden. 109 Come, dearest Lord, and bless J. DobeU. 116 Come, dearest Lord, and feed Mason. 210 Come, divine and peaceful guest Anon. 478 Come, dearest Lord, descend and Walls. 196 Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Browne. 343 Come hither, all ye weary Watts. INDEX OF FIRST LINES. HTMN. AUTHOR. 211 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Watts. 353 Come, humble sinner, in whose E. Jones. !03 Come, Jesus, Redeemer, abide B. Palmer. 2^9 Come, Kingdom of our God Johns. 288 Come, let us join our cheerful Watts. 243 Come, let us join our friends C. Wesley. 583 Come, let us sing of Jesus Bethune. 163 Come, let us sing the song of songs Montgomery. 135 Come, Lord, and tarry not Bonar. 403 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare Newton. 126 Come, Creator, Spirit blest (tr) Caswell. 347 Come, says Jesus' sacred voice Barbauld. 44 Come, sound his praise abroad Watts. 223 Come, thou Almighty King C. Wesley. 407 Come, thou Fount of every Bobinson. 143 Come, thon long-expected ft Wesley. 486 Come up hither ! come away Nevin. 340 Come, weary souls with sins Steele. 446 Come, we that love the Lord Watts. 555 Come, ye disconsolate T. Moore. 557 Come, ye thankful people, come Alford. 25 Come, ye that know and fear Burder. 144 Crown his head with endless W. Goode 252 Daughter of Zion ! from the dust Montgomery 236 Day of judgment ! day of wonders. ..Newton 62 Dearest of all the names above Watts 173 Dear Father ! to thy mercy-seat Steele. 423 Dear Refuge of my weary soul Steele 397 Dear Saviour ! we are thine Doddridge 350 Depth of mercy, can there be? ft Wesley 523 Descend from heaven, immortal Watts 183 Did Christ o'er sinners weep ? Beddome. 635 Dismiss us with thy blessing Hart. 450 Do not I love Thee, O my Lord.. ..Doddridge, 470 Encompassed with clouds of distress.... Anon 330 Eternal Source of every joy Doddridge. 13 Eternal Spirit ! we confess Watts. 483 Everlasting arms of love Macduff. 311 Everything we love and cherish .458 Fade, fade, each earthly joy Mrs. Bonar. 3S3 Faith adds new charms to Watts. .382 Faith is the brightest evidence Watts. 617 Farewell! Farewell! we meet no more Anon. 466 Far from my heavenly home Lyte. 596 Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone.. Watts. 511 Far from these narrow scenes Steele. 428 Father of love I our guide and Irons. 231 HYMN. AUTHOR. 256 Father of mercies ! condescend Morell. 227 Father of heaven! whose love Cooper. 462 Father! Ilong, Ifainttosee Watts. 336 Father! oh, hearmenow Hall. 297 Few are thy days and full of Logan. 467 Forever with the Lord ! Montgomery. 566 Forth from the dark and stormy sky. .Heber. 550 Forth in thy name, O Lord, I C. Wesley. 141 For thy mercy and thy grace Downton. 117 Frequent the day of God returns Browne. 639 From all that dwell below the Watts. 474 From every stormy wind that H. Stowell. 258 From Greenland's icy mountains Heber. 621 From the recesses of a lovrly spirit.. Bowring. 310 Gently, Lord, oh, gently lead us.... Hastings. 502 Gently, my Saviour, let me down B. Hill. 531 Giver and Guardian of C. Wesley. 23 Give thanks to God ; he resigns Watts. 305 Give to the wind thy fears P. Gerhardt. 408 Glorious things of thee are spoken... Newton. 625 Glory be to God on high, and on 234 Glory be to God the Father Bonar. 30 Glory be to God on high C. Wesley. 640 Glory be to the Father, and to 244 Glory to God, whose witness train (tr) Moravian. 540 Glory to thee, my God, this Ken. 88 Glory to God on high J. Allen. 335 God bless our native land Dwight. 342 God calling yet ; shall I not.. .(tr) Borthwick. 35 God eternal, mighty King (tr) De Deam. 107 God in the gospel of his Son Beddome. 4S8 God is the refuge of his saints Watts. 187 God of mercy, God of Jove Lyte. 530 God of my life, my morning song 414 God of my life, to thee I call Cowper. 410 God of my life, through all my. ..Doddridge. 549 God of the morning ! at whose Watts. 613 God of the morning ray Hastings. 490 God will our strength and refuge Anon. 441 Go, labor on; your hands are Bonar. 277 Go, preach my gospel, saith the Lord.. Watts. 379 Go to dark Gethsemane Montgomery. 618 Go to thy rest in peace Anon. 394 Grace! 'tis a charming sound Doddridge. 209 Gracious Spirit, Love divine Stacker. 425 Grant me within thy courts a... .Montgomery. 123 Great God! attend while Zion Watts. 266 Great God! now condescend Fellows. 554 Great God! to thee my evening Steele. 152 Great God ! we sing that mighty.. Doddridge. 245 Great is the Lord our God Watts. 4 Great One in Three Anon. INDEX OF FIRST LINES. JTTMN. AUTHOR. 124 Great Sun of Righteousness Watts. 237 Guide me, thou great Jehovah... Williams 163 Hail to the Lord's Anointed Montgomery. 78 Hallelujah! raise, O raise Conder 452 Happy the heart where graces Walts 212 Happy the souls to Jesus joined. ..C. Wesley. 147 Hark! an awful voice is {tr) Caswell. 153 Hark! hark! the notes of joy A. Heed. 520 Hark how the choral song of McAll. 309 Hark the sound of holy voices.... Wordsworth. 127 Hark the glad sound, the Doddridge. 604 Hark! the voice of love and mercy.. ..Evans. 138 Hark! the herald angels 8 ing C. Wesley. 509 Hark to the trump, behold Denny, 142 Hark ! what mean those holy Cawood. 348 Haste, O sinner, now be wise Scott. 345 Have mercy on me, O my God! Anon. 299 Hear what the voice from heaven Watts. C27 Heavenly Father, bless me now A. Clark. 516 He comes, the conquerer comes 192 He dies, the friend of sinners Watts. 448 Heirs of unending life Anon. 606 He reigns, the Lord, the Saviour.. Watts. 485 High in yonder realms of light Baffles. 24 Holy and reverend is the name Needham. 40 Holy Ghost! dispel our {tr) Toplady. 208 Holy Ghost! with light divine Reed. 33 Holy, Holy, Holy Lord Montgomery. 630 Holy Spirit, faithful guide Wells. 31 Holy Spirit ! Love Divine Anon. 52 Hosanna; raise the pealing hymn... Havergal. 74 Hosanna to the living Lord Beber. 526 Hope of our hearts, O Lord Denny. 248 How beauteous are their feet Watts. 314 How blest the righteous, when he... Barbauld. 220 How charming is the place Stennet. 360 How heavy is the night Watts. 172 How oft, alas! this wretched Steele. 113 How preciousis the book divine Fawcelt. 453 How sweet, how heavenly is Swain. 605 How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound Bowring. 64 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds Newton. 4S0 How sweet to leave the world Kelly. 318 How vain is all beneath the Anon. 5G9 How welcome was the call Baker. 179 Humbly now, with deep contrition Anon. 320 I am weary of straying ! O fain York. 2 I believe in God, the Father 96 I bless the Christ of God Bonar. 497 If God is mine, then present things Anon. 232 HYMN. AUTHOR. 498 If I must die, oh let me die Anon./ 571 H through unruffled seas Toplady/ 370 I heard the voice of Jesus say Bona/. 168 I lay my sins on Jesus Bonir. 125 I love the sacred book of God Killy. 218 I love thy kingdom, Lord Dcight. 534 I love to steal awhile away Mrs. frown. 634 I'm a pilgrim, and I'm Mrs. Dana. 626 I need thee every hour Mrs.Uawkes. 570 In every trying hour Anon. 472 Inspirer and Hearer of prayer Toplady. 586 In the Christian's home in glory. Harmer. 177 In the cross of Christ I glory..... Boating. 620 It came upon the midnight clear. ,E. H. Sears. 190 "It is finished !" shall we raise Anon. 303 It is not death to die Bethune. 495 It is the Lord, enthroned Green. 322 I would not livealway, I ask Muhlenberg. 21 Jehovah reigns ; he dwells in light Watts. 22 Jehovah reigns ; his throne is Watts. 461 Jerusalem! my happy home Dickson. 284 Jesus! all-atoning Lamb C. Wesley. 55 Jesus ! and shall it ever be Grigg. 291 Jesus, at whose supreme command.. C. Wesley. 204 Jesus Christ is risen to-day {tr). 344 Jesus demands this heart of Steele. 72 Jesus! engrave it on my heart Medley. 178 Jesus I full of all compassion Turner. 363 Jesus 1 I come to thee Bemen. 396 Jesus! I live to thee II Harbaugh. 85 Jesus, I love thy charming na.me..Doddridge. 255 Jesus, immortal King! arise Seymour. 61 Jesus! in thy transporting name Steele. 413 Jesus! in whom but thee... Conder. 597 Jesus, lead the way {lr) Zinzendorf. 75 Jesus! lover of my soul C. WesUff. 82 Jesus, my Saviour ! bind me fast. ..Beddome. 349 Jesus ! save my dying soul C. Wesley. 158 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun Walts. 285 Jesus! Shepherd of the sheep Anon. 86 Jesus! these eyes have never ralmer. 70 Jesus! the spring of joys divine Steele. 66 Jesus ! the very thought of thee..((r) Bernard. 65 Jesus! thou art the sinners' Burnham. 54 Jesus ! thou joy of loving hearts.. {tr) Bernard. 392 Jesus ! thy blood and righteousness {tr) Zinzendorf. 71 Jesus ! thy boundless love to. ..{tr) J. Wesley. 87 Jesus! thy name I love Deck. 267 Jesus! we thus obey Anon. 112 Jesus, where'er thy people meet Cowper. 293 Jesus! with all thy saints above Walts. 598 Jesus! who can be {tr) Frelinghysen. INDEX OF FIRST LINES. HYMN. AUTHOR. 128 Joy to the world, the Lord is come Watts. 399 Joyful be the hours to-day Kelly. 364 Just as I am, without one plea Elliott. 9 Kingdoms and thrones to God Walts. 352 Let every mortal ear attend Watts. 595 Let me be with thee where thou art C. Elliot. 214 Let songs of praises fill the sky Colterill. 222 Let us awake our joys Kingsbury. 324 Let us with a gladsome mind.... John Milton. 328 Let Sion praise the mighty God Anon. 27 Lift up to God the voice of praise.. Wardlaw. 195 Lift up your heads, ye gates... (tr) Winkworth. 201 Lift up your heads, eternal gates Tate. 79 Light of life ! seraphic fire C. Wesley. 254 Light of the lonely pilgrim's Denny. 146 Light of those whose dreary C. Wesley. 219 Like Noah's weary dove Muhlenberg. 184 Like sheep we went astray Watts.' 12 Lo ! God is here, let us adore C. Wesley. 235 Lo ! he comes with clouds C. Wesley. 238 Lord, dismiss us with thy Shirely. 276 Lord! lam thine, entirely thine Davies. 424 Lord ! I believe, thy power I own. ..Wreford. 528 Lord! I believe a rest remains C. Wesley. 119 Lord! in the morning thou shalt Walts. 16 Lord, in the temples of thy grace Steele. 167 Lord Jesus! by thy passion Anon. 386 Lord Jesus! we are one with thee Deck. 357 Lord, like the publican I stand Raffles. 18 Lord of all being ! throned afar Holmes. 636 Lord, now we part in thy blest Ileber. 551 Lord, let my heart still turn Anon. 233 Lord of the harvest ! bend thine Hastings. 533 Lord ! thou wilt hear me when I Watts. 404 Lord! we come before thee now. ..Hammond. 263 Lord! what our ears have heard Anon. 602 Lord, with glowing heart I'd praise thee..Key. 405 Love Divine ! all love excelling.. ..C. Wesley, 525 Lo! what a glorious sight appears Watts 51 Majestic sweetness sits enthroned Stennet. 180 May the grace of Christ the Saviour...ZVeio■) Winckworth. 193 O Saviour, who for man hast Coffin. 608 O Spirit of the Living God Montgomery. 434 O speed thee, Christian, on thy way ....Anon. 246 O that the Lord would guide my Watts. 351 O these eyes, how dark and blind Bonar. 338 O thou best gift of heaven Anon. 372 O thou, from whom all goodness Haweis. 366 O thou that hearest, when sinners Watts. 93 O thou, that hearest the prayer of. ..Toplady. 581 O thou, the contrite sinners Friend. .C. Elliot. 421 O thou, the Lord and Life of Hall. 416 O thou, to whose all-searching.. (tr) J. Wesley. 171 O thou whose tender mercy hears Steele. 274 O thou whose own vast temple stands Bryant. 369 O turn, great Ruler of the skies Merrick. 455 Our God is Love, and all his Colterill. 1 Our Father, who art in heaven 398 Our heavenly Father calls Doddridge. HYMN. AUTHOR. 151 Our Helper, God, we bless thy Doddridge'. 194 Our Lord is risen from the dead....C. Wesley. 375 Out of the deeps of long distress Watts. 239 O, where are kings and empires Coxe. 358 O, where shall rest be found Montgomery. 269 O wondrous is thy mercy Anon. 568 Peace, troubled soul, whose p\amti\e..Shirely. 271 Planted in Christ, the living Smith. 558 Pleasant are thy courts above Lyte. 326 Praise, O praise, our God and Baiter. 36 Praise the Lord, ye heavens adore Kempthorne. 38 Praise to thee, thou great Creator... .Fawcett. 638 Praises to him, whose love has Bonar. 325 Praise to God, immortal praise Barbauld. 616 Praise ye Jehovah's name Goode. 6 Praise ye the Lord ; all nature join.... Watts. 257 Prayer is the soul's sincere Montgomery. 289 Prepare us, Lord, to view thy Anon. 356 Prostrate, dear Jesus, at thy feet Stennet. 415 Redeemed from guilt ; Redeemed Lyte. 578 Rejoice and be glad Bonar. 489 Rejoice, ye saints, rejoice and Anon. 317 Remember, Lord, our mortal Watts. 512 Rest for the toiling hand Bonar. Ill Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest Watts. 354 Return, O wanderer, now return Collyer. 159 Rise, crowned with light, great Pope. 376 Rock of Ages, cleft for me Toplady. 41 Round the Lord, in glory seated Mdnt. 574 Saints in glory ! we together Mahmied. 380 Safely through another week Newton. 329 Salvation doth to God belong Doddri(fge. 560 Salvation! O the joyful sound Watts. 377 Saviour of our ruined race Hastings. 188 Saviour ! when in dust to thee Grant. 268 See Israel's gentle Shepherd Doddridge. 543 Serene I laid me down Scott. 611 Servant of God, well done Montgomery. 270 Shepherd of Israel ! from above Bathurst. 76 Shepherd of the ransomed flock twon. 89 Shepherd of tender youth (tr) Clement. 406 Shepherd of thine Israel, lead 253 Shine, mighty God, on Zion Walts. 367 Show pity, Lord, O Lord forgive Watts. 573 Sing of Jesus, sing forever Kelly. 614 Sing, sing his lofty praise Kelly. 130 Sing to the Lord, ye distant Watts. 355 Sinners, the voice of God regard Fawcett, 346 Sinners, turn, why will ye die C. Wesli 312 Sister, thou wast.mild and lovely Smith. 234 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. HYMN. AUTHOR. 401 Sleep not, soldier of the cross Gaskell, 612 Soldiers of Christ, arise Wesley 412 So let our lips and lives express Walls 230 Soon may the last glad song arise Voice. 32 Songs of praise the angels sang. ..Montgomery. 615 Sound, sound the truth abroad Kelly. 484 Source and Giver of repose Toplady. 481 Sovereign Ruler of the skies Ryland. 1S9 Sovereign ruler, Lord of all Raffles 384 Sovereign of all the worlds on high Walts 232 Sovereign of worlds ! display thy Yoke 629 Sowing the seed by the daylight ia,ii...Anon. 213 Spirit Divine ! attend our prayer Reed 197 Spirit of mercy, truth and love Kyle 454 Spirit of peace ! celestial Dove Lyte. 437 Stand up, my soul ; shake off. Watts. 260 Stand up! stand up for Jesus Dvffield. 522 Still one in life, and one in death Bonar- 176 Suffering Son of man, be near Anon. 327 Summer ended, harvest o'er Phillimore. 539 Sun of my soul ! thou Saviour dear Keble. 191 Surely Christ thy griefs has Toplady. 628 Sweet hour of prayer Walford. 501 Sweet is the scene when Christians..-Z?ar&anZd. 108 Sweet is the work, my God Watts 89 Sweet is the work, O Lord Auber 175 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing. ...Allen. 323 Swell the anthem, raise the song Strong. 308 Tarry with me, O my Saviour Mrs. Smith. 510 That awful day will surely come Watts. 505 That day of wrath, that dreadful.... IT. Scott. 133 The Advent of our God (tr) Chandler. 292 The blest memorials of thy grief 439 The billows swell, the winds are Cowper. 494 The Christian would not have his lot 136 The Church has waited long Bonar. 547 The day is past and gone Leland. 546 The day, O Lord, is spent Neale. 619 The flag hangs low, in mournful waves Anon. 559 The golden gates are lifted up Anon. 333 The God of Harvest praise Montgomery. 572 The harvest dawn is near Burgess. 203 The head that once was crowned Kelly. 106 The heavens declare thy glory Watts. 500 The hour of my departure's come Bruce. 447 The Lord himself will keep Kelly. 15 The Lord is king ! lift up thy voice... Conder. 102 The Lord is my Shepherd ; no want Montgomery. 185 The Lord is risen indeed Kelly. 45 The Lord my Shepherd is Watts. 241 The Lord of glory is my light Watts. 504 The Lord will come, the earth shall. ..Heber. HYMN. AUTHOR. 198 The morning purples all the sky (fir). 637 The peace which God alone reveals. ..Newton. 468 The people of the Lord Anon. 304 The pity of the Lord Watts. 229 The praise of Zion waits for thee Walts. 591 There is a blessed home..... Baiter. 169 There is a fountain filled with blood.. Cowper. 17 There is a God ! all nature speaks Steele. 524 There is a land of pure delight Watts. 262 The Saviour kindly calls Onderdonh- 59 The Saviour ! oh, what endless- Steele. 134 The Son of man shall come Beadon. 11 The spacious firmament on high Addison. 359 The Spiritin our hearts Onderdonl: 601 The strife is o'er, the battle done Anon. 319 The things of the earth, in the earth (tr) Neale,. 575 The voice of free grace cries Burdsall. 529 The whole creation groans Anon. 120 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, yre..Doddridge. 282 Thine forever ! God of love Maude. 587 This is not my place of resting Bonar. 114 This is the day the Lord hath made... Wafts. 473 This Lord is the Lord we adore 576 Thou art gone to the grave ! but Heber. 50 Thou art the way, to thee alone Doane. 265 Thou God of sovereign grace ! Anon. 515 Thou Judge of quick and dead C. Wesley. 362 Thou Lord of all above Beddome. 83 Thou lovely source of true delight Steele. 499 Thou must go forth alone Anon. 224 Thou whose almighty word Marriott. 104 Though faint, yet pursuing Anon. 429 Through all the changing scenes of Tate. 315 Through every age, eternal God Watts, Thy way, not mine, O Lord Bonar. 599 Thy will be done ! In devious Boioring. 541 Thus far the Lord hath led me on Watts. 390 'Tis by the faith of joys to come Watts. 162 'Tis finished ; so the Saviour cried. ...Stennet. 161 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's Tappen. 28 To God be glory, peace on earth Tate. 43 To God the only wise Watts. 469 To Jesus, the crown of my hope Coioper, 548 To-morrow, Lord, is thine Doddridge. 34 To thy temple I repair Montgomery. 400 To thy pastures fair and large Merrick. 200 Tiiumphant Christ ascends on Steele. 228 Triumphant Zion ! lift thy Doddridge. 594 Uplift the banner ! Let it float Doane. 603 Vain were all our toil and labor Lyte. 19 Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will Lloyd. 513 Waked by the trumpet's sound Wesley, 235 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. HYMN. AUTHOR. 422 Walk in the light ; so shalt thou Barton. 137 Watchman ! tell us of the night Bowring. 633 We are on our journey home C. Beecher. 156 Welcome, delightful morn Hayward. 371 Welcome, O Saviour, to my heart.... Bourne. 491 Welcome to me the darkest night Anon. 47 Welcome, sweet day of rest Watts. 542 We lift our hearts to thee J. Wesley. 435 We seek a rest beyond the Newton. 577 We praise thee, O God, for the Maclcey. 49 We sing to thee, thou Son of God Anon. 631 What a friend we have in Jesus Bonar. 57 What equal honors shall we bring Watts. 67 What grace, O Lord, and beauty Denny. 411 What sinners value, I resign Watts. 479 What various hindrances we meet... .Cowper. 565 When adverse winds and waves arise Sigoumey. 11 When along life's thorny road Anon. 331 When in our hour of utmost need (tr) Winckworlh. 280 When in these courts we seek thy face Montgomery. 164 When I survey the wondrous cross Watts. 148 When Jordan hushed his waters. ..Campbell. 418 When I can read my title clear Walts. 496 When languor and disease invade... Toplady. 149 When marshalled on the nightly White. 2S7 When our heads are bowed with woe Milman. 306 When overwhelmed with grief Watts. 95 When thou, my righteous Judge.Muntingdon. T^fN. AUTHOR. 433 When waves of trouble Elliot. 475 Where is my God, does he retire Steele. HI Where two or three, with sweet accord Slennelt. 449 While my Kedeemer's near Steele. 341 While life prolongs its precious light.. Dwight. 562 While o'er the deep thy servants sail Burgess. 140 While with ceaseless course the sun. .Newton. 420 Whilst thee I seek, protecting power Williams. 391 Who shall the Lord's elect condemn... Watts. 296 Why do we mourn departing friends.. Walts. 160 Why droops my soul, with grief Scott. 492 Why should I murmur, or repine Anon. 212 Why should the children of a King Watts. 298 Why should our tears in sorrow Anon. 316 Why should we start, and fear Watts. 503 Why should we weep for those Gilbert. 8 With all my powers of heart and Walts. 365 With broken heart and contrite Eh-in. 294 With humble faith and thankful Stennet. 115 With joy we hail the sacred day. .Miss. Auber. 606 With tearful eyes I look around C. Elliot. 272 Witness ye men and angels now Beddome. 37 Worship, honor, glory, blessing Osier. 278 Ye Christian heralds ! go proclaim. ..Draper. 26 Ye humble souls ! approach your God.. Steele. 101 Ye saints proclaim abroad Ryland. 395 Your harps, ye trembling saints Toplady. 236 etrical Index of Tunes and Authors. ^©«- L.M. NAME. HYMNS. SOURCE. Beethoven 562 Geo. Kingsley. Duke Street 226 J. Hatton. Federal Street 192, 230 H. K. Oliver. Forest 195 A. Chapin. Goiug Home 584 Dr. Wm. Stiller. Good 605 Geo. Kingsley. Gratitude 331, 491 T. Hastings. Hallet 367, 414 Geo. Kingsley. Happy Day 275 Hamburg 487, 553 Dr. L. Mason. H.K. Oliver. ,..Dr. L. Mason. ,...W. H. Monk. •Dr. M. Luther. ..Geo. Kingsley. Harmony Grove 20 Hebron 339 Hursley 14, 539 Judgment Hymn 500 Lambie 151, 387, Loving Kindness 56 Luton 441 S. Burder. Mendon 279. ..Dr. L. Mason, arr. Migdol 72, 120 Dr. L. Mason. Missionary Chant. ....158, 437 C. Zeuner. Northampton 565 Geo. Kingsley. Old Hundred 3, 635 Claude Goudimel. Olive's Brow 474, 521 W. B. Bradbury. Oriel 316, 391 W. B.Bradbury. Best 313, 504 W.B. Bradbury. Betreat 410 Dr. Hastings. Bockingham 328 Dr. L. Mason. Sessions 7, 518 Stirling 10, 148 R. Harrison. Tallis' Ev. Hymn 69 Tallis. Uplift the Banner 594 Darley, arr. Uxbridge 17 Dr. L. Mason. Van Hall's Hymn 124 Van Hall. Ward 53, 162.. .Dr. L.Mason, arr. Ware 109, 549 Geo. Kingsley. Wei ton 343 .Malan. Winchester 106 German Woodworth 364, 477, 536 W. B. Bradbury CM. Antioeh 127 Handel. Arlington 64, 497 T. A. Arne 237 NAME. HYMNS. SOURCE. Armenia 51, 510 S. B. Pond. Avon 24 Scotch. Balerma 239 Simpson. Bernard 421 Mozart. Boardman 214, 453 Geo. Kingsley. Cambridge 242, 507 R. Williams. Chestnut Street 450 H. K. Oliver. Christmas 130 Handel. Coronation 48, 460 O. Holden. Coventry 81 English. Cowper 427, 533 Dr. L. Mason. Cross and Crown 67 A. Chapin. Dedham 252 W. Gardiner. Denfield 28, 530 Glaser. Devizes 434 Isaac Tucker. Downs 211 Dr. L. Mason. Dundee 299, 494 Scotch. Evan 292, 417. ...Dr. Havergal arr. Fountain 169, 355 Scotch. Haven 524 Dr. T. Hastings. Heber 62, 527 Geo. Kingsley. Henry 198 S. B. Pond. Howard 288 Mrs. Cuthbert. Manoah 255 Rossini. Marlow 113. ...Dr. L. Masonarr. Mear 295 A. Williams. Merton 85, 384 H. K. Oliver. Naomi 370 Dr. L. Mason. Newbold 202, 462 Geo. Kingsley. Ortonville 381, 430 Dr. T. Hastings. Keiter 173 Geo Kingsley. Khine 373 German. St. Martina 59 W. Tansur. Valentia 117, 272... Geo. Kingsley arr. Walnut St. Chant 559 Geo. Kingsley. Warwick 268 S. Stanley. Woodland 423 N. D. Gould. Woodstock 352 D. Dutton. S. M. Badea 249 German. Barber 443 Mozart. METRICAL INDEX OF TUNES AND AUTHORS. NAME. HYMNS. SOURCE. Boylston 132, 181 Dr. L. Mason. Dennis 217, 304, 515 Nageli. Dover 393 English. Ferguson 96, 265 Geo. Kingsley. Franklin Square 220 S. B. Pond. Haydn 135, 396. ..Geo. Kingsley arr. Kentucky 358 Western. Laban 46, 184 Dr. L. Mason. Lisbon 447, 546 D. Read. Luther 465,542 Dr. T. Hastings. Marriage 569 Mattoon 609 Geo. Kingsley. Mornington 99 Lord Mornington. Olmutz 301, 512... Dr. L. Mason arr. Olney 467 Dr. L. Mason. St. Thomas 245 A. Williams. Shirland 262 S. Stanley. Silver Street 42 I. Smith. Thatcher 362 Handel. H. M. Lisher ». 155 German. Lenox 153 J. Edson. C. P. M. Bremen 91.. Wade 94.. .Dr. L. Hastings. ....Geo. Kingsley. lis & 10s. Come, ye Disconsolate 555 S. Webbe. lis. Expostulation 104, 319 J. Hopkins. Home 321 Portuguese Hymn 102 J. Beading. 10s. Eventide 579 8s, 7s & 4s. Golgotha 40 Greenville 408 Sicilian Hymn 234 .W. H. Monk, Zion. ..236. ...Geo. Kingsley. Rosseau. Italian. Dr. L. Hastings. 8s. De Fleury 469.. Inspirer and Hearer 471.. 8s&5s. Sing of Jesus 573., 8s & 7s. Autumn 142, 175., Golgotha 40., ..De. Fleury .German. Spanish .Geo. Kingsley. NAME. HYMNS. Middleton 307... Mt, Vernon 310.. Nettleton 405.. Rest for the Weary 586.. Vespers 145.. Vesper Hymn 179.. Wilmot 36.. SOURCE. , ...Dr. L. Mason, A. Nettleton. . W. Mc. Donald. Flotmo. Russian. Weber. 78 & 6s. All Glory, Praise &c 582 Eastern Clturch. Crucifix 167 Greek. Missionary Hymn 258 Dr. L. Mason. Webb J65 G.J. Webb. Yarmouth 260 Dr. L. Mason. English. Cherubini. C. Malan. Herold. . Van Wartensee. Geo. Hews, Spanish. S. B. Marsh. 7s. Comfort 189. Dallas 326.. Hendon 284,399.. Herold 204., Horton 140,481.. Holley 79.. Litany 187, 346.. Martyn 75, 349.. Messiah (double) 557 Geo. Kingsley. Nurenberg 323 „.J. R. Ahle. Pleyel's Hymn 30, 281 Pleyel. Eock of Ages 376 Dr. T. Hastings. Sabbath 379 Geo. Kingsley. Seelye 208 Geo. Kingsley. Teleman's Chant 34 C. Zeuner. Von Weber 403, 485 Von Weber. Watchman, (double) 137 Dr. L. Mason. 6s & 4s. America 333 H. Carey. Bethany 456 Dr. L. Mason. Fatherland 458 Geo. Kingsley. Italian Hymn 87, 224 Giardini, Mease 613 Geo. Kingsley. New Haven 89, 337 Dr. L. Hastings. Olivet 222 Dr. L. Mason. 63. Thy Way, not Mine 588 Weber. Miscellaneous. Harvest Home 557 Geo. Kingsley. The Golden Gates 559 Geo. Kingsley. While o'er the Deep 562 Geo. Kingsley. When Adverse Winds 565 Geo. Kingsley. Sing of Jesus 573 German. The Voice of Free Grace..575 Dr. Clarke, We Praise Thee God... .577 English, 238 METRICAL INDEX OF TUNES AND AUTHORS. NAME. HYMNS. SOURCE. O Holy Savior 580 Sir. G. Elvey. Jesus, Lead the Way 597 German. Thy Will be Done 599 J. B. DyJces. Lord, with Glowing Heart.602 Anon. How Sweetly flowed 605 Geo. Kingsley. Farewell! We meet &C....617 Hastings. Go to Thy Best in Peace.. 618 Geo. Kingsley. Mt. Blanc 633 Anon. I'm a Pilgrim 634 Anon. SOURCE* Gregorian. Chants. NAME. HYMNS. The Lord's Prayer 1 Gloria Patri 640 , Gloria in Excelsis 625 , Agnus Dei 622 Layriz, A Soldier's Dirge 619 Geo. Kingsley It came upon the &c 62b From the Eecesses 621 Bowring Beautiful Zion 623 , Beyond the Smiling 624 D. Clark, 4 239 l/ L 2F&