z (0 k. z 111 m > < Z i u (0 < u 5 o J o u X H Z o H U u z S 0. /V77 V Digitized by the Internet Arcliive in 2010 witli funding from Calvin College r ># /■ )p' http://www.archive.org/details/newmostcompletecOOharr J40ST COMPLM:^ collection AND PRAYER MEETING AND SPIRITUAL SONGS, NOW IN USE. C03IPILED BT JOKir J. HARROO. "Sing unto the Lord." 'Young moil and mairleng, old men and obiMreCj let them praise the Lord,'; Psalms, BALTIMORE: PUBLISHED BT J. J. HARHOJ>. ) William fVooddy, priiUtr. I8;i0. DISTRICT OF MARYLAND, ss. BE IT REMEMBERED, That on this sixteenth Jay of November, in the fifty-fourth yeiir of tho Inde- pendence of the United States of Aine- ^Jfi^M^MP "ca» John J. Ilarrod, of the said Dis- •^ r^ trict, hath deposited in this otfico the -* L. S. ^ titig of a book, the right whereof ho ^ifc^^^jR^ claims as proprietor, iu the words fol- '^^^^^ iow^ng, to wit:— "The new and most complete coHcction of Camp, Social, and Prayer. Meeting Hymns and Spiritual Songs, now in usei Compiled by John J. Harrod. <'Sicg unto tho Lord.* 'Young men and maidens, old pien and children, let them praise the Lord.' Psalms." In conformity to an act of the Congress of the United States entitled, ''An Act for the encourage- ment of Learning, by securing the copies of Maps, Charts, and Books, to the authors and proprietors of •uch copies, during the tirnes therein mentioned," and also^he act entitled, "An act supplementary to the Act, entitled, 'An Act for the encouragement of Learning, by securing the copies of iMaps, Charts, aad Books, to the authors and proprietors of such copies, during the times therein mentioned,' and ex- pending the benefits thereof f Christ dwell in you, richly in all wisdom; teaching and udmnnishing one another in Psalms find Hymns and Spiritual Songs, singing with grace in your hearts unto the Lord.''^ Colossians. With such high au(J resirtless autliority as that of the New Testa*ient, it is consicloreil unnecessary to offer an a|)ol(^y for prcsPiiiinp to ihe t?hristian Public, a collocation of Hymns and Spiritual Song'-}— The CDlleclioB now oflored, presents, perhaps, up- wards of oj e ft'indrcd and fifty Hvmns and Spiritual Sonsrs uol foetid iu any other volume in the United States. The selections have been made from many other collections, with some original, prepared exclusively for this volume That Spiritual Songs are of ancient date, and use, will not be questioned by auv- while their great utility will be readily accorded by Christians gene- rally. How far this humble effort to collect and condenso in one small volume, those of most acknowledged msrit and general use, which have long been sepa- rated, the Compiler most respeclfidly submits to those who are best calculated to form a correct opinion. To tiiose friends who have so cheerfully co-operated to render this an accnptublo offering, the Compiler hereby tenders his siiRerc acknowledgments. S'jch other friends as may have copies of merit which are not grnerally in print, will receive his thanks by their iransnission to him. If the present co,n|iilaiion shall, in any wise, sub- serve tlie purposes of Cliii.^tian Devotion, as recog- iiized by tlie caption of this drticle, the leading ob- ject of ifee Compiler *iU have been accfimpiiahed. BaUims-^n, Jnnvary 8, 1B30. CAMP, SOClAt^ AKD HYMNS. 1. C. M. 1 ALL hail the poM'er of Jesu*s name! Let ang-els jjrostrate fall. Bring- forth the royal diadem, To crown him Lol'd of all. 2 Let hig-h-born seraphs tune the lyre. And as they tune it fall Before his face who tunes their choir. And crown him Lord of all. 3 Crown him,' ye morning" stars of light. He fix'd his floating ball; Now hail the strength of Israel's mighty And crown him Lord of all. 4 Crown him, ye martyrs of your God, Who from his altar call; Extol the stem of Jesse's rod. And crown him Lord of all. -5 Ye seed of Israel's chosen race, Ye ransomed of the fall. Hail him who saves you by his grace. And crown him Lord of all. 6 Hail him, ye heirs of David's line Whom liavid Lord did call; The God incarnate, man divine. And crown him Lord of all. 7 Sinners! \Vhose love can rfe'er forg^et The wormwood and the g-all. Go — spread your trophies at his feet. And crown him Lord of all. 8 Let ev'ry tribe, and ev'ry tongue. That hear the Saviour*s call, Now shout an univej'sal song", And crown him Lord of a:tt. 2. Sw&ti Home: Original— by an intimate friend of the Couapiior. 1 AN ulien^from God, and a stranger to' grace, I wander through earth, its gay pleasures to trace; In the pathway of sin I continued to roam, Unmindful alas! thai it lead me from home. Home, home, sweet sweet, home, O Saviour! direct me to heaven my home. S The pleasures of earth, I have seen fade away, I'hey bloom for a season, but soon thej decay. fiut pleasures more lasting, in Jesus are given. Salvation on earth, and a mansion in hea- ven. Home, home, sweet sweet, home, The saints in those mansions are ever at home. 3 Allure me no longer, ye false glowing charms! The Saviour invites me, I'll go to his arms 5 At the Banquet of Mercy, I hear there is room, O there may I feast with his children at home! Home, home, sweet sweet home, O Jesus, conduct me to heaven my home! 4 Farewell, vain amusements, my follies, adieu, While Jesus, and heaven, and glory I view; ) feast on the pleasures that flow from his throne. The foretABte of heaven, sweet heaven, my home. Home, home, sweet sweet, home, O when slxull 1 share the fruition of home* 5 The clays of my exile are passing away. The time is approaching, when Jesus v.ill say. Well dene, faithful servant, sit dov.'n on my throne And dwell in my presence forever at home. Home, home, sweet sweet, linnic, O there I shall rest with the Saviour at home. 6 Affliction), and sorrow, and death shall be o'er, The saints shall unite to be parted no more; There loud hallelujahs fill heaven's high dome. They dwell with the Saviour forever at home. Home, home, sweet sweet, home, They dwell with the Saviour forever at home. 3. L. M. 1 AMAZING grace! (how sweet the souiid That sav'd a wretch like me! I once was lost, but now am found, Was blind, but now I see. C 'Twas i^race that taug-ht my heart to fear,- And grace my fears reliev'd; How precious did that grace appear, The hour I first believ'd! 3 Through many dang-ers, toils and snares, I liave already come; 'Tis g-race has broug-ht me safe thus far^ And grace will lead rae home. 4 The Lord has promis'd g'ood to me, His word my liope secures; He will my shield and portion be. As long as life endures. 5 Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail^ And mortal life shall cease; I shall possess within the vail, A life of joy and peace. 4. P. M. 1 ALMIGHTY love inspire my heart wkh pure desire. Until the sacred fire mv soul doth renew, 10 i love the blessed Jesus, on whom each angel gazes. And symphony increases, above th6 ethereal blue. O give him glory ^ give him glory O give him glory, for glory is his own. 2 My tender hearted Jesus, thy love my soul amazes, Who came from heav'n to save us, when lost and undone : No angel could redeem us, no sei-ai^h could retrieve us, No arm could relieve us, but Jesus alone. 3 In him I have believed, he has my soul retrieved. From sin he has redeemed my soul that was dead, And now 1 love my Saviour, for I am in his favour, And hope with him forever, the golden streets to tread. 4 Yet here awhile I stay, in hope of that ghid day, *Till I'm called away to the mansions above H There lo enjoy the treasure of uncon- suming pleasure, And shout in highest measure, hallelu- jahs of love. 5. P. M. 1 AWAK'D by Sinai's awful sound. My soul in guilt and thrall I found, I knew not what to do; O'erwhelmed with guilt, and anguish slain, The sinner must be born again, Or sink in endless wo. is Amaz'd I stood, but could not tell. Which way to shun the gates of hell, ' For death and hell drew near: I strove indeed, but strove in vain; The sijiner must be born again. Still sounded in my ear. 3 Then to the law I trembling fled. It pour'd its curses on my head, 1 no relief could find: This fearful truth I found remain. The sinner must be born again, O'erwhelm'd my troubled mind. 4 Again did Sinai's thunder roll. And guilt lay heavy on my soul, 121 A vast unwieldly load: Alas! I heard and found it plain, The sinner must be born again. Or drink the wrath of God. 5 The saints I heard with rapture tell How Jesus conquer'd death and hellj And broke tlic fowler's snare; But when I found this truth remain, The sinner must be born ag-ain, I sunk in deep despair. 6 While thus my soul in ang-uish lay* Jesus of Naz'reth passed that wayj I felt his pity mbve: The sinner by his justice slain, Now by his grace is born a.gain. And sings I'edeeming love. 7 To heaven the joyful tidings flewj The angels tuned their harps anew, And loftier sounds did raise: All hail the Lamb that one was slain,- Unnumber'd millions born again. Shall shotit thy endless praise. 6. C. M. i ARISE and shine, O Zlon fair. Behold thy hght is come; i'hy glorious conq'ring Icing is near; To take his exiles home : 13 The trumpet sounding through the sky, To set poor captives free; The day of wonder now is nigh, The year of jubilee. S, Ye heralds blow your trumpets loud, The earth must know her doom; Go spread the news from pole to pole, Behold the judge is come: Blow out the sun! burn up the earth! Consume the rolling flood! While every star shall disappear; — Go turn Uie moon to blood! ,3 Arise ye nations under ground. Before the judge appear; All tongues aud languages shall come^ Their final doom to hear! King Jesus on his dazzling throne, Ten tliousand angels round; And Gabriel with a silver trump, Echoe's the awful sound! 4 The glorious news of gospel grace To sinners now is o'er; The trump in Zion now is still, And to be beard no more! The watchmen all have left their walls, And with their flocks above, On Canaan'? peaceful shore they sing, And shout 'j-edeeming loye ! 14 7. C. M. . AFFLICTIONS, tho' they seem severe, fn mercy oft are sent, They stopp'd the prodigal's career, And caus'd him to repent. Although he no relentings felt. Till he had spent his store, His stubborn heart began to melt. When famine pinch'd him sore. *'What have 1 gainM by sin,^' he said, "But hunger, shame and fear? My father's house abounds with bread, While I am starving here. •♦I'll go and tell him all I've done, FaU down before his face, Unworthy to be call'd his son, I'll seek a servant's place." His father saw him coming back. He saw, and ran, and smil'd; Then threw his arms around the neck Of hrs rebellious child. "Father I've sinn'd, but O! forgive,"^ "Enough," the father said, "Rejoice, my house, my son's alive, For whom I moum'd as dead. "iNow let the fatted calf be slain. Go spread the news around. 15 My son was dead, but lives again? Was lost, but now is found." Tis thus the Lord his love reveals, To call poor sinners home; More than a father's love he feels, And welcomes ail tliat come. 8. C. M. 1 APPROACH, my soul, the mercy-seat. Where Jesus answers prayer; There humbly fall before his feet, For none can perish there. 2 Thy promise is my only plea, With this I venture nigh: Thou callest burden'd souls to thee, • And such, O Lord, am I. 3 Bow'd down beneath a load of sin, By Satan sorely prest; By war without, and fears within, I come to thee for rest. 4 Be thou my shield and hiding place, That, shelter'd near thy side, I may my fierce accuser face, And tell him "thou hast died." 5 O wondrous love! to bleed and die. To bear the cross and shame; That guilty sinners, such as f, Might plead thy gracious namC) 16 6 "Poof tempest-tossed soul be still, My promis'd tjrace receive;" 'Tis Jesus speaks, I must, I will, I can, I do believe, 9. P. M. 1 A FEW more days on earth to spend^ And all my toils and cares shall end, Then I shall see my God and friend, And praise his name on high. There no more sighs, and no more tears, There no more pains, and no more fears, But God and Christ and heav'o appears. Unto the ravish'd eye. 2 Then, oh! my soul, despond no more, The storm of life will soon be o'er And I shall find the peaceful shore, Of everlastnig rest. O happy day! O joyful hour, When freed from earth, my soul shall tower Beyond the reach of Satan's power, To be for ever blest 3 Though dire afflictions press me sore, And death's black billows roll before, Yet still by faith, I see the shore, Beyond fhe rolling flood; The heav'nly Canaan sweet and fuir, JBefore my ravish'd eyejB appear, 17 And makes me almost think I'm there, In yonder bright abode. 10. C. M. 1 AM I a soldier of the cross, A follower of the Lamb? And shall 1 fear to own his cause, Or blush to speak his name. 2 Must I he carried to the skies, On flowery beds of ease! While others fought to win the prize, And sail'd through bloody seas? 3 Are there no foes for me to face? Must I not stem tTie flood? Is tills vile world a friend to grace, To help me en 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 tho' they die; Thty see the triumph from alar, And seize it with their eye. 6 When that illustrious day shall rise, And all thy araiies shine In robes of victory through the skici . The glory shall be thine. 2 is Shields,'] 11. CM. 1 ALAS! and did my Sa^'^ou^ bleed? And did my Soy'reig-n die? Wovdd he devote that sacred head For such a worm as I ? 2 Was it for crimes that I have done, He groan'd upon the tree ? Amazing- pity! grace unknown! And love beyond degree! 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, Andshuthis glories in; When Christ the mig-hty maker died, For man tlie creature's sin! 4 Thus might I hide my blushing" face, While lus dear cross appears; Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, And melt mine eyes to tears. 5 But drops of grief can ne'er rep.iy The debt of love I owe : Here, Lord, I g-ive myself away, 'Tis all that I can do. 12. S. M. 1 AND can I yet delay. My little all to g-ive? To tear my soul from earth away, For Jesus to receive? 19 2 Nay, but I yield, I yield! I can bold out no more: I sink, by dying love compelled, And own Thee conqueror! 3 Though late, 1 all forsake. My friends, my all resign; Gracious Redeemer, take, O take. And seal me ever thine ! 4 Come, and possess me whole, Nor hence again remove: Settle and fix my wavering soul With all thy weight of love. 5 My one desire be this, Thy only love to know, To seek and taste no other bliss, No other good below. 6 My life, my portion thou, Thou all-sufficient art; My hope, my heavenly treasure, now Enter and keep my heart. Shelds.'] 13. C. M. 1 AND let this feeble body fail, And let it faint or die, My soul shall quit the mournful vale, And soar to worlds on high. Shall join the disembodied saints, And find its long sought rest: 20 That only bliss for which it pants In the Redeemer's breast. 2 In hope of that immortal crown I now the cross sustain; And g-ladly wander up and down, And smile at toil and pain : I suffer on my three score years Till my Deliv'rer come: And wipe away his servant's tears, And take his exile home. 3 O what hath Jesus boug-ht for me! Before my ravish'd eyes, Rivers of life divine I see! And trees of Paradise! I see a world of spirits bright, Who taste the pleasures there! They all are rob'd in spotless v/liite, And conqu'ring" palms they bear. 4 what are all my suff'ring-s here. If, Lord, thou count me meet, With that enraptur'd host t' appear. And worship at thy feet! Give joy or grief, give ease or pain. Take life or friends away; But let me find them all again In that eternal day. 21 14. 1 AND are our joys so quickly fled, We, who were fiU'd with living bread, With calm delight and peace; Constrain'd, into the ship we go, And now the boist'rous vi'lence know Of these strong winds and seas. 2 To s'.iipwreck our weak faith and hope, Satan iias rais'd a tempest up; Prince of the lower air:* The world he actuates and guides, And in that troubled ocean rides. And reigns despotic there. 3 But lo! in our distress we see The Saviour walking on the sea. Even now he passes by; He silences our clam'rous fear. And mildly says, "Be of good cheer. Be not afraid, 'tis I." 4 *"Tis I who bought you with my blood! 'T'vj T, who brings you wash'd to God! 'Tis I the sinner's friend! 'Tis lin whom you pardon have! Who speaks the truth, mighty to save And loves you to the end." 5 Ah! Lord, if it be thou indeed, So near us in the time of need, So good, so strong to save; stretch out thy hand and ask me why, Why didst thou doubt or fear, when I Thy Lord has bid thee Uve. 15. C. M. 1 AH, what can I, a sinner, do, With all my g-uilt opprest? I feel the hardness of my heart, And conscience knows no rest. 2 Great God, thy good and perfect law Does all my life condemn, The secret evils of my soul Fill me witli fear and shame. 3 How many precious Sabbaths g"one, I never can recall; And Oh, what cause have I to mourn, Who misimprov'd them all! 4 How long, how often have I heard Of Jesus, and of heaven; Yet scarcely listened to his word, Or pray'd to be forg-iv'n! 5 Constrain me, Lord to turn to thee, And grant renewing grace; For thou this flinty heart canst break. And thine shall be the praise. 16. S. M. 1 A SOLDIER, Lord, thou hast me made, Thou art my Captain, King, and Head, And under thee I mean to fight. The fight of faith with all my might. 23 The cross all stain'd with hallowed bloody (The ensign of our conquering Lord,) The Cliristian soldier's standard is, And 1 will fight for king Jesus, 2 Thou art my guard, keep me I pray, That I may march the heavenly way, Nor from my duty e'er depart. But live to Christ with all my heart. Grant me the weapons of thy word, I'liy powerful Spirit's two-edg'd sword. To slay my foes where'er they be. And own tiie victory won b}' thee. 3 Help me to walk in humbleness, March tp the right in holiness; O make me pure and spotless too, And lit to sti.nd the grand review. That when our General sliall come, "With sound of trumpet, not of drum, *Tis tlien our v/ell'dress'd ranks shall stand, Jn full review at God's right hand. 4 The v/ar is o'er, and we are free. To join the blood-wash'd company. Our wages shall be crowns of gold. And joys of heaven that can't be told. There like our glorious Lord we'll shiae. In heavenly concert we shall join. And praises on the highest key, Shall be our theme eternally. 24 Egypt.^ 17. S. M 2 AND am I bom to die? To lay this body down ! And must my trembling- spirit fly Into a world unknown? A land of deepest shade, Unpierc'd by hunrian thought; The (li-eary regions of tlie dead, Where all things are forgot! 2 Soon as from earth I go What will become of me? Eternal happiness or wo Must then my portion be! Wak'd by the trumpet's sound I from my grave shall rise, And see the Judge with gloiy crown'd And see the flaming skies! 3 Who can resolve the doubt That tears my anxious breast? Shall I be with the damn'd cast out, Or numbered with the blest! I must from God be driv'n, Or with my Saviour dwell; Must come at his command to heav'n Or else depart to hell. 25 18. P. M. 1 BEGONE unbelief, my Saviour is near, And for my relief, will surely appear: By pray'r let me wrestle, and he will perform, With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm. 2 Tho' dark be my way, since he is my g-uide, 'Tis mine to obey, *tis his to provide; Tho' cisterns be broken, and creatures all fliil, The word he has spoken shall surely prevail. 3 His love in time past, forbids me to think He'll leave me at last, in trouble to sink; Each sweet Ebenezer I have in review, Confirms his good pleasure to help me quite thro'. 4 Determin'd to save, he watch'd o'er my path . When Satan's bhnd slave, I sported with death; And can he have taught me to tnist in his name. 26 And thus far have brought me, to put me to sliame? 5 Why should 1 complain of want or dis- tress. Temptation or pain? he told me no less The heirs of salvation, 1 knew from hii word, Throug-h much tribulation, must follow their Lord. 6 How bitter the cup, no heart can con- ceive, Which lie drank quite up, that sinners mig-]it live! His Nvay was much rougher, and darker than mine; Did Jesus thus suffer, and shall I repine ? 7 Since all that I meet shall work for my good, The bitter is sweet, the med'cine is food; Tho' painful at present, 'twill cease be- fore lon^, And then, oh how pleasant, the con- queror's song! 19. L. M. 1 AT every moment of our breath, Life trembles on the brink of death, A taper's flame tliat upwards turns. While downwards to the dust it burns. 27 2 A. moment ushered iis to birth, Heu's of the commonwealtli of earth; Moment by moment, years are past, And one, ere long, will be our last. 3 Time past and time to come are not, Time present is our only lot; O God, henceforth our liearts inclme To seek no other love than thine. 19. 1 BROTHETl soldier still ft^ht on, Till the battle thou hast won; The great Captain thou didst chuse. Never did a battle lose. We his soldiers sure shall be, Happy in eternity. 2 Advocates for sin do say We can never win the day; Would discourage all the host, Tvleanly yield— the battle's lost. &c, 3 They that do his host defy, Si.all before his presence fly; If we on our Captain call. They like Jericho shall fall. &c. 4 Still fight on and you shaU see All tlie sons of Anak flee, Fear them not, tho' they be tall, Our great Captain conquers all. &c. 2S 20. P. M. 1 BRIGHT scenes of g-lory strike my sense, And all my passions capture. Eternal beauties round me shine. Infusing warmest rapture. I live in pleasures, deep and full In swelling waves of glory; And feel my Saviour in my soul. And glad to tell my story. 2 I feast on honey, milk, and wine, I drink perpetual sweetness; Mount Zion's beauties round me shine, While Christ unfolds his glory ! No mortal tongue can show tny joys. Nor can an angel tell them; Ten thousand times surpassing all Terresti-ial worlds or emblems. 3 My captivated spirit flies, Through shining worlds of beauty, Dissolv'd in blushes, loud I cry. In praises loud and mighty, And here I'll sing and swdl the strain Of harmony delighted; ' And with the millions learn the notes Of saints in Christ united. 4 When earth and sea shall be no more And all their glory perish, 29 When sun and moon shall cease to shme^ And stars at midnight languish, My joys refin'd shall hig-her shine, With heav'n's radiant glory, And tell through one eternal day. Love's all immortal story. 21. P. M. BURST, ye emerald gates, and bring To my raptur'd vision, All the ecstatic joys tliat spring Round the bright Elysian: Lo! we lift our longing ej'cs. Break, 3''e intervening skies; Sons of righteousness arise, Ope the gates of paradise. Floods of everlasting light, Freely flash before him: Myriads with supreme delight, Instantly adore him J Angelic trumps resound his fame, Lutes of lucid gold proclaim, All the music of his name; Four and twenty elders rise From their princely station; Shout his glorious victories, Sing the great salvation; 30 Cast their crowns before his throne, Cry in reverential tone, Glory be to God alone, Holy! Holy! Holy One! 4 Hark! the thrilling symphonies, Seem, metbinks, to seize us; Join we to the holy lays — Jesus — Jesus — Jesus ! Sweetest sound in seraph's song- Sweetest note on mortal's tongue, Sweetest carol ever sung — Jesus — Jesus flow along. 22. P. M. [By the late Rev. G. Askins.] 1 BRETHREN, we have met to worship And adore the Lord our God; Will you pray with all your power, While we try to preach the word' All is vain unless the Spirit Of the Holy One comes down: Bretliren, pray, and holy manna Will be shower'd all ai'ound. 2 Brethren, see poor sinners round you Slumbering on the brink of wo? Deatli is coming, hell is moving, Canyou'bearto let them go? 31 See our fathers and our mothers^ And our children sinking down; Brethren, pray, and holy manna Will be shower'd all around. 3 Brethren J here are poor backsliders, V/ho were once ne&r heaven's dooFj Buttlioy have betiay'd their Saviour, And are worse than e'er before; Yet the Saviour offers pardon, If they viill lament their wound; Brethren, pray, and holy manna Will be shower'd all around. 4 Sisters, will you join and. help, like Moses's sisters helped him, While you see the trembling* sinners^ Who are strug'gling hard with sin? Tell them all about tke Saviour, Tell them that he will be found: Pray on, sisters, and the manna Will be shower'd all around. 5 Let us love our God supremely, Let us love each otliertoo. Let us love and pray for sinners, 'Till our God makes all thing's new; Then he'll call us home to lieaven. At his table we'll sit down: Christ will gird himself and serve us With sweet manna all around. 32 Farnworth.'] 23. S. M. BLEST be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love^ The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. Before our Father's throne, We pour our ardent pray'rs; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, Our comforts and our cares. We share our mutual woes; Our mutual burden's bear; And often for each other flows The sympathizing- tear. When we asunder part, It g'ives us inward pain. But we shall still be join'd in heart, And hope to meet again. This g-lorious hope revives Our courag-e by the way; While each in expectation lives, And long's to sec the day. From sorrow, toil, and pam. And sin we shall be free; And perfect love and friendship reign Through all eternity. 24. C. M. 1 BEHOLD the tears that mourners shed-- Their many sins forcg-iv'n! Their doubts and darkness all are fled, In peaceful hope of heav'n. 2 Say, burden'd soul, whose num'rous sins In dark array are set; What canst thou do to mitigate The terrors of thy debt? 3 Canst thou not love the friend who died That burden to assume i" [thorns, Wlio shrunk not from the crown of The scourge — the cross — the tomb. 4 If heaA-y is the weig-ht of guilt, Thy love must greater be — T!ien he, whose blood for man was spilt, Will slied his peace on thee. 5 His love exceeds your highest thoughts^ He pardons like a Gorl; He will forgive your num'rous faults, Through a Redeemer's blood. 25. L. M. 1 COME sinners to the Gospel Feast, Let ev'ry soul be Jesus' Guest; There needs not one he left behind; For God hath bidden all mankind. Through Gr'ace, fret Grace, '&c. 34 2 Sent by ru^ Lord, on 3'ou I eall. The invitation is to all; Come all the world, come sinner tliou All thing's in Christ are ready now. 5 Come all ye souls by sin oppress'd. Ye restless vvand'rers after rest; Ye poor, and maim'd,and halt, and blind. In Christ a hearty welcome find. 4 My messag-e as from God receive; You all may come to Christ and live: O let his love your souls constrain. Nor suffer him to die in vain. 5 His love is mighty to compel His oonq'ring love consent to feel,- Yield to his love's resistless pow'r, And Jight against your God isro more. 6 See him set forth before your eyes, 1 That precious bleeding sacrifice; His offered benefits embrace, And freely now be sav'd by Grace, 7 This is the time, no more delay. The invitation is to-day: Come in this moment at his call, ^ { And live for him who died for all. i 26. L. M. i COME hither, all ye weary souls, Yfi h<3avy htdtfn *»rtners (jomex •35 I'll give you rest from all youf to'ila, And bring- you to my heav'nly home: Come to Jesus, come and welcome, &c> 2 They shall find rest that learn of me, I'm of a meek and lowly mind; But passion rages like the sea, And pride is resUess as the wind. 3 Sinners now come at his command, With faith, and hope, and Immble zeal; Resign yom-selves into his hand. To mould and fashion as he will. 1 COME, let us jom our friends above That have obtain'd the prize, And on the eagle wnigs of love To joy celestial rise; Let all the saints terrestial sing With tliose to glory gone; For all the servants of our King In earth and heaven are one. 2 One family we dwell in Him, One Church above, beneath, Tho' now divided by the stream. The narrow stream of death. One army of the living God, To his command we bow: Part of his host hath cross'd the fioocT, And part is crossing now. 36 Ten thousand to their endless home This solemn moment fly; And we are to the margin come. And we expect to die: His militant, embodied host With wishful looks we stand, And long to reach that happy coast. And reach that happy land. Our old companions in distress We haste again to see. And eager long for our release. And full felicity: Ev'n now by faith we join our hands With those that went before : And greet the blood-besprinkled bands> On the eternal shore. Our spirits too shall quickly join. Like theirs, with glory crown'd. And shout to see our Captain's sign, To hear his trumpet sound; O that we now might gi*asp our guide O that the word were given ! Come, Lord of Hosts the waves divide- And land us all in heaven. 1 COME all ye Keary travellers, Come let usjoin and sing The everlasting praises Of Jesus Christ our King; 37 We've had a tedious journey, And tiresome, 'tis true, But see how many dangers The Lord has brought us through, 2 At first when Jesus found us, He call'd us unto him, And pointed out the dangers Of falling into sin; The world, the fesh, and Satan Will prove a fatal snare. Unless we do reject them By faith and humble pray'r. 3 But by our disobedience, AVith sorrow we confess, We have had long to wander Thro' this dark wilderness. Where we might long have fainted On that enchanted ground But now and then a cluster Of pleasant grapes we found. 4 The pleasant fruits of Canaan Give life, and joy, and peace. Revive our droomng spirits. And love and strength increase. To confess our Lord and Master And run at liis command, We hasten on our journey. Home to the promis'd land. 38 5 dinners, why stand you idle, While we do march along i" Has conscience never told you That you were doing wrong'' Down the broad road to darkness. To bear an endless curse, Forsake your ways of sinning And come along with us. 6 But if you will refuse it. We bid you all farewell; We're on the road to Canaan, And you the road to hell; We're soiTy thus to leave you, Had rather you would go; Come try your bleeding Saviour, And feel salvation flow. 7 Now to the King Immortal, Give everlasting praise, AH in his holy service We wish to spend our days: Till we arrive at Canaan, That happy world above, In everlasting praises, To sing redeeming love. 1 COME and taste along with me, Consolation running free, From our Father's wealthy throne, Sweeter than the honevcomh. as 2' Why siiould Christian's feast aione, T\vo are better f^^r thnn one; The more that come with free good will Make the banquet sweeter still. 3 Now I goto heav'n's door, Asking for a little more; Jesus gives a double share. Calling me his chosen heir. 4 Goodness runnhig like a stream^ Thro' the new Jerusalem; And by constant breaking forth, Sweetens earth and heaven botli. 5 Now mv body doth its best, Tor to keep me back from Christ 1 I've a treasure coming in, Which is opposite to sin. 6 Sinful nature, prone to vice. Cannot stop the force of grace^ Whilst there is a God to give. And a sinner to receive. 7 Saints in glory singing loud In the praises of their God, Now come in at Heav'n's door, Making still the number more. 9 Heav'n's here and Heav'n's thexe. Comfort flowing every where, This 1 boldly do confess. That my sotil has got a teste.. 40 9 Now I go rejoicing' home. From tlie banquet of perfume, Finding manna on the road, Dropping from the tlvrone of God. 30 O return, ye sons of grace. Turn and see God*s smiling face; Hark! he calls backsliders home, Then from him no longer roam. SO. 1 CHRIST is set on Zion's hill. He receiveth sinners still; "VVho will serve tliis blessed King, Come enlist and with me sing. I hi a soldier sure shall he^ 4 <'• 2 I by faith enlisted am. In the service of the Lamb; Present pay I now receive, Future happiness he'll give. 3 Zion's King my Captain is. Conquest I shall never miss. Let the fiends of hell engage. Fret and foam, and roar and rage. 4 Let the world their forces join. With the fiends of hell combine; Greater is my King than they. Through him, I shall win the day. 5 What a Captain I have got; Is not mine a happy lot? 41 Hear, ye vvorldings! hear my song, This tlie language of my tongue. 6 When this hfe's short space is o'er, 1 shall live to die no more; Therefore will I take the sword, Fight for Jesus Christ my Lord. 7 Come, ye worldlings, come enlist, 'Tis the voice of Jesus Christ; Whosoever will, may come, Jesus Christ refuseth none. 31. 1 COME ye that love the Lord indeed, W^ho are from sin and bondage freed. Submit to all the w^ays of God, And walk that narrow happy road. 2 Great tribulation you shall meet, But soon shall walk the golden street; Tho* hell may rage and vent her spite. Yet Christ will save his heart's delight. 3 That happy day will soon appear. When Gabriel's trumpet you shall hear, Sound thro' the earth, yea down to hell. To call the nations great and small. 4 Behold the earth in burning flames. The trumpet louder still proclaims; The earth must hear and know her doom. The separation day is come. 5 Behold the righteous marching home, And all the angels bid them come, 42 When Christ himself these wca-ds pro^ claims. Here come ray saints,! know their names. 6 Ye everlasting- g-ates fly wide, Make ready to receive my bride; Ye harps of heav'n, now sound aloud, ' Here comes the purchase of my blood! 7 In grandeur see the royal line. In glittering robes the sun outshine; See saints and ang-els join in one, And march in splendor to the throne. 8 They stand in wonder and look on, They join in one eternal song, Their great Redt^emer to admire. While rapture sets their souls on fire. 9 They've foiig-ht the fight, their race is run. Their joys are now in heaven begim. Their tears are gone, their sorrows flee. No more afflicted now like me. 10 Here I am now in prison bound, And trials wait me all around, O would'st thou Lord now burst the chain, How would I join to praise thy name. 32. 1 COME ye happy race Who are ransom'd by grace. By the grace that is free for us all : I'Oipe and hear, come and feeh 43 While ^ith rapture I tell What my S avi our hath done for my souJ , 2 I rebeU'd against God, And went on in the road That leads down to eternal despair; 'Tis thro' mercy alone That I am not undone : 'Tis amazing- I yet am not there. 3 In gross darkness I lay Unto Satan a prey, Nor the danger or consequence fear'd: Not by rigour compell'd With delight did I yield. Nor complain'd that his service Washai'd . 4 Rut Jehovah's command Put my soul to a stand; O! the gracious and powerful cry: ''Sinners, turn unto me; '*For my mercv is free, "For why wilt thou perish and die?'* 5 In a moment my guilt Thro' the blood that was spilt A new life from the dead Ireceiv'd; Then I sang the new song, With my heart and my tongue — Witli my heart to salvation believM. 33. 1 COME souls that long for Jesus-, Come listen vhUo we sing, 44 The hand that hath redeem'd us From sorrow and from sin. O (Tome and taste the sv/eetness That from a Saviour flows. The grace of true repentance That Christ on him bestows. 2 Tho' tears and bitter mourning May seem to cast us down, It shews we are returning To our eternal home. What tho' we are dejected. And find a darksome night. We shall not be rejectedj For Christ will give us light. 3 These thirsty longing mourners Are blessed with the word. Which proves they are returners To Christ the living Lord, Who many wants discover, And long for righteousness. Declare that they are lovers Of Christ the Prince of Peace. 4 And ye that now are wand'ring In sin's forbidden way. Ye simple and ye scorning. Who love to go astray. Here Jesu's voice inviting O sinner turn to me. 45 There's sweetness in returning From sin's forbidden way. 34. I COME O thou Traveller unknown, . Whom still I hold but ciinnot see My company before is gone, 1 And 1 am left alone with thee. With Thee all night I mean to stay. And wrestle till the break of day. 2 I need not tell Thee who I am; My misery or sin declare; Thyself hath call'd me by my name; Look on thy hands and read it there ' But who, I ask thee, who art thou! Tell me thy name and tell me now. 3 In vain thou strugglestto get free: I never will unloose my hold: Art thou the man that died for me. The secret of thy love unfold; Wrestling I will not let thee go. Till I thy name, thy nature know. 4 Wilt thou yet to me reveal. Thy new unutterable name? O tell me, 1 beseech thee, tell, ■ To know it now resolv'd I am. Wrestling I will not let thee go, Till 1 thy name thy nature know. 5 ' ris all in vain to held thy tongue. Or touch the hollow of my thigh; Tho' cvcvy sinew were mistiung, Out of my arms thou slialt not fly; Wrestling- I will not let thee go, Till I thy name thy nature know. 6 What tho' my shrinking flesh complain, And murmur to contend so long; I rise superior to my pain. When I am weak, then I am strong; And when my all of strength doth fail, I shall with thee, God-man, prevail. 7 My strength is gone, my nature dies, j I sink beneath thy weighty handf Faint to revive, and fall to nse, I fall, and yet by faith I stand: 7 stand, and will not let thee go. Till I thy name thy nature know. 35. 1 COME, ye sinners, poor and needy. Weak and wounded, sick and sore; Jesus ready stands to save you. Full of pity, love and pow'r^ 7\im, to the Lord and seek salvation, &c. 2 Now, ye needy, come and welcome, God's free bounty glorify; True belief, and true repentance, Bv'ry grace that brings you nigh. 3 Let not conscience make you linger Nor of fitiress fondly dream: All the fitness he reqiureth. Is to feel your need of him. 4 Come, ye weary, hca\'y-laden^ Bruis'd and mang-led by the fall. If you tarry till you're better, You vvill never come at all. 5 Agonizing- in the garden, Lo! your Maker prostrate lies! On the bloody tree behold liimJ Hear him cry before he dies. 6 Lo! the incarnate God ascending-, Pleads the merit of his blood; Venture on him, venture freely, Let no other trust intrude. 7 Saints and angels join'd in concert Sing the praises of the Lamb, "While the blissful feats of heav'iTji^ Sweetly echo with his name. 36. P. M. 1 COME brethren dear, who know the Lord, And taste the sweetness of his word. In Jesu's way go on: Our troubles and our trials liere, Will only make us richer there. When we arrive at' home. 2 We feel that heav'n is now begun, I,t issues from the sparkling thi'one, From Jesu's tiiroiie on high r 48 It comes in floods, we can't contain, We drink, and drink, and drink again, And yet we still are dry. } But when we come to dwell above. And all surround the throne of love, We'll drink a full supply: , Jesus will lead his armies through, { To living- fountains where they flow, That never will run dry. i 'Tis there we'll reign, and shout, and sing. And make the upper regions nng, When all the saints get home : Come on, come on, my brethren dear, Soon we shall meet together there, For Jesus bids us come. > Amen, amen, my soul replies, I'm bound to meet you in the skies. And claim my mansion there: Now here's my heart, and here's my hand, "to meet you in that heavenly land. Where we shall part no more. 37. P. M. Union with Christ. I COME, saints and sinners, hear me tcH The wonders of Immanuel; Who sav'd me from a burning hell. And brought my soul with him to dwell". And gave me heavenly uiiWmi ) 49 3 When Jesus saw me from on hig-V., Beheld my soul in ruin lie, He look'd on me with, pitying eye. And said to me as he pass'd by, With God you have no union. J Tlien I began to weep and pray, I look'd this way and that to fly, It griev'd me sore that I must die, I sought salvation for to buy, But still I found no union. But when I hated all my sin, My blest Redeemer took me in. And with his blood he wash'd me clean , And O! what seasons 1 have seen. Ever since I felt this union. I prais'd the Lord both night and day, I went from house to house to pray. And if I met one on the way, I always found something to say. About this heavenly union. O, could I like an angel sound. Salvation through the earth around, The devil's kingdom to confound, I'd triumph on Immanuel's ground. And spread this heavenly union. We soon shall leave all things below. And quit this vale of pain and wo, And then we'll all to p;lor}- go, 50 And there we'll see, and hear, and know, And feel a perfect union. 38. C. M. 1 COME on, my brethren in the Lord, Whose hearts arc joined in one; Hold up your heads with courag-e bold, Your race is almost run: Above the clouds, behold him stand, And smiling- bids you come; And ang-els whisp'rin^ you away. To your eternal liome. 2 To see a pilg-rim as he dies. With fjlory in his view; To heav'n he lifts Iiis long-ing- eyes. And bids the world adieu, While friends are weeping- all around, \nd loath to let him go; He shouts with his expiring- breath. And leaves them all below! 3 O Christians are you ready now. To cross the swelling- flood; On Caniian's happy shore to stand. And see your smiling- God! The dazzling charms of that bright world, Attracts my soul above! My tongue shall shout redeeming graces Wl\en perfected in love. 4 Go on, my brethren in the Lord, I'm bound to meet you there; 51 -\lthoup:h we tread enchanted giound. Be bold and never fear: Fig-ht on, fig-ht on, ye valiant souls^ Tbe land appears in view; I hope to gain fair Canaan's shore, And there to meet with you. 39. P. M. 1 COME, my soul, and let us try, For a little sc-ason, Ev'ry burden to lay by Come, and let us reason. What is this tliat casts you down? Who are those that grieve you? Speak and let the worst be known. Speaking- may relieve you. 2 Christ by faith I sometimes see. Then it doth relieve me^ But my sins return again. They are they that grieve rae; Troubled like the restless sea. Feeble, faint, and fearful; Plung'd in sin, that sore disease, Hoiv ran I be cheerful. 3 Thinlc on what youi' Saviour bore In the gloomy garden. Sweating blood from every pore. To procure thy pardon. See him stretch'd upon the wood, Bleeding, groaning, crying, 52 Suff'ring all the wrath of God, Groaning-, gasping-, dying. 40. P. M. 1 CAST thy burdens on the Lord, Leave them with thy Saviour; He, (whose hands for thee were bor'd,' Can and will deliver. 2 Why should sorrows bow thee down, Trials or temptation! Is not Christ, upon the throne, Still thy strong salvation! 3 Roll thy burdens on the Lord, Leave them with thy Saviour; He, (whose hands for thee were bor'd,) Can and will deliver. 41. P. M. The Weary Pilgrim's Consolation. 1 COME, and taste along with me The weary Pilgrim's consolation; Boundless mercy running free. The earnest of complete salvatjpn. Joy and peace in Christ I find. My heart to him is all resign'd; The fulness of his power I prove. And all my soul's dissolv'd in love. Jesus is the Pilgrim's portion,, Love is boundless as the ocean. 53 2 When the world of flesh would rise, And strive to draw me from my Saviour, Strangers slight, or friends despise, I then more highly prize his favour. Friends, believe me wiien I tell. If Christ be present, all is well: The world and flesh in vain may rise, I all their efforts do despise. In the world I've tribulation. But in Christ I've consolation. 3 Woitengs hold me in disdain. Because I shun their carnal pleasure; All in this which gives me pain Is, that they slight a noble treasure. But still among them, bless the Lord! Are those who tremble at his word. And this doth joy to me impart. To think the Lord hath reach'd their heart. O the grace to sinners given, Peace on earth, and crowns in heaven. 4 When I hear the pleasing sound Of weeping mourners just converted. The dead's alive, the lost is found, The Lord hath healed the broken hearted. My heart exults, my spirits glow, 1 love my Lord and brethren so. Oh, had I wings like Noah's dove, I soon would sinar with those above 54 Glory, honour, and salvation^ Wliat I feel is past expression. 5 Fellow sinner go with me; My heart's enlarged to receive you; Slig-ht not mercy ofFer'd free, Come to Jesus he'll relieve you: But if you offer'd grace refuse. And vvill destruction ever choose. Unhappy soul your guilt and blf)od. Will rest on your defenceless head: Darkness, torment, pain, and sorrow. May be yours before to-morrow. 6 VIoumer see your Saviour stand. With arms expanding to receive you; He spreads for von his bleeding hands, Venture on him, he'll relieve you: Cast ill your doubts nnd fears aside, The door of mercy's ipen wide: The fountain flows which saves from sin^ Come now believe and enter m. Don't distrust your blessed Saviour; Come, believe, and live for ever. 42. C. M. 5. CONVINC'D of sin, men now begm, To call upon tiie Lord, Trembling they pray, and mourn the day In which they scorn d his word. 2 YbuJig- converts sing, jind praise their King-, And bless God's holy name: While older saints leave their complaints And joy to join the theme. •3 God's chariot rolls, and frights the souls, Of tliose who hate the truth: And saints in pray "r cry, ''Lord draw near, Have mercy on the youth: — 4 "From this g-lad hour exert thy pow'r. And m«lt each stubborn heart; in those that bleed, let love succeed. And holy joys impart " 5 Come, sinners, all, hear now God's call, And pray with one accord: Saints, raise your song's, with joyful tongues. To hail youi' approaching Lord. 43. 7s. 1 COME, ye weary sinners, come. All, who feel your heavy load; Jesus calls the wand'rers home; Hasten to your pard'ning God. Come, ye guilty souls opprest. Answer to the Saviour's call: •'Come, and I will give you rest; Come, and I wiU save you all,"' 2 Jesus, — full of truth and love. We thy kindest call obey, .56 faithful let thy mercies prove, Take our load of g-uilt away, Weary of this war within, Weary of this endless strife, Weary of ourselves and sin, Weary of a wretched life. 3 Burden'd with a world of grief, Burden'd with our sinful load, Burden'd witli. this unbelief, Burden'd with the wrath of God, Lo, we come to thee for ease, True and gracious as thou art; Now our weary souls release. Write forgiveness on oui' heart. 44. P. M. 1 COME, poor sinners, seek salvation. Now embrace your Saviour, Lord; Grace, through faith, to every nation. Sounds the glorious gospel word. glory, glory, hallelujah., 2 Breathe the Spirit, blessed Jesus, Let it ev'ry bosom move; Sinners, none but him can save us. Fly, embrace your Saviour's love. 3 Come, backsliders,though you've pierc'd him. And have caused the church to mourn. Yet you may regain free pardon, If you will to him return. 67 4 And come ye, who love King- Jesas, He attends your humble prayer: Now he waits with joy to crown us, Lo! we feel his presence here. 45. S. M. 1 COME ye that love the Lord, And let your joys be known: Join in a song with sweet accord, While ye surround his throne. Let those refuse to sing* Who never knew our God: But servants of the heavenly King May speak their joys abroad. 2 The God that rules on high. That all the earth surveys. That rides upon the stormy sky. And calms the roaring seas; This awful God is ours. Our Father and our Love; He will send down liis heavenly powers To carry us above. 3 There we shall see his face. And never, never sin! There, from the rivers of his gi'ace Drink rndless pleasure in; Yea, and before we rise To that immortal state, The thoughts of such amazing bliss Should constant joys create. 58 4 The men of grace have found Glory beg-un below, Celestial fruit on earthly ground From faith and hope may grow; Then let our songs abound. And eveiy tear be dry: ^Ve'I•e marcliin.gthro' [mraanuel's ground To fairer worlds on high. TownfieurL~] 46. 4 lines 7'5. 1 CHILDREN of the heavenly King, As we journey let us sing; Sing our Saviour s vvortliy praise; Glorious m his works and ways. 2 We are traveling home to God, In the way our father's trod; They are happy now, and we Soon their happiness shall see. 3 O ye banish'd seed, be glad, Christ our Advocate is made: Us to save our flesh assumes, Brotlier to our souls- becomes. 4' Fear not, brethren, joyful stand On the borders of our land; Jesus Christ, our Father's Son, Bids us undismay'd go on. 5 Lord! obediently we'll go, Gladly leaving all below: Only thou our leader be, And we still will follow thee. 47. C. M. 1 COME humble souls, ye mourners, come. And wipe away your tears; Adieu to all your sad complaints, Your sorrows and your fears. 2 Come shout aloud the Father's grace. And sing- the Saviour's love; Soon shall you join tlae glorious theme In loftier strains above. S God, th' eteraal, mighty God, To learer names descends: Calls you his treasure and iiis joy, His children and ais friends. 4 My Father God! and may these lips Pronounce a name so dear! Not thus could neav'en's sweet harmony Delight my list'ning ear. 5 Thanks to my God tor every gift His bounteous hands bestow; And thanks eternal for that love Wlience all those comforts flow. 6 For ever let my grateful heart His boundless grace adore. Which gives ten ttiousind blessings now. And bids me hope for more. 7 Transporting hope! still on my soul Let thy sweet glories shine. Till thou thyself art lost in joys, I Immortal and divine. 60 48. C. M. [1 COME, let us join our friends above, Who have obtain'd the prize; And on the eagle's wings of love, To joy celestial rise.] 2 Let all the saints terrestrial sing. With those to glory gone; For all the servants of our king In heaven and eirth are one. 3 One family, we dwell in him. One church, above, beneath: Tho' now divided by the stream, The naiTow stream of death. 4 One army of the living God, To his command we bow; Part of the host have cross'd the flood And part are crossing now. 5 Ten thousand to their endless home This solemn moment fly; And we are to the margin come, And soon expect to die. 6 Dear Saviour, be our constant guide, Then, when the word is given. Bid death's cold Hood and waves divide, And land us safe in heaven. 49. P. M. 1 COME brethren and sisters that love my dear Lord, I pray give attention and ear to mv word, 61 What a wonder ofmercy! beliolJ now I see*, What a tender kind Saviour has done for poor me. * 2 [ was led by the devil till tost and dis- tress'd, I thought that in torments I soon should be cast, No peace to my conscience, but all misery, Till by faith I saw Jesus hang bleeding for me. 3 O Sinner, said Jesus, for you I have died; All glory to Jesus, my soul then repli'd. The guilt was remov'd, my soul did rejoice, The blood was apply'd, the witness and voice. 4 On my low bended knees before God I did fall, And glory to Jesus for he's all in all; The heart of his rebel was bursted in twain, To see my dear Jesus on Calvary slain. 5 There then peace was in heaven, and peace upon earth, The angels rejoic'd at a poor sinners birth; Your sins are forgiven my Saviour did say. Oh! witness sweet heaven, on this my birth day. 6 My soul it was humbled, I fell to the ground, The time of refreshing :it length I have found. 6^ Lord, thou hast ravish'd niy soul with thy charms; Let me die Hke Simeon, witli Christ in my arms. 50. P. M. 1 COME all ye wandering" pilc^rims deal', Who'r bound for f'anaan's land; Take co(irac;-e and fig-lit valiantly, Stand forth with sword in hand. Our Captain's gone before us, The ip'ather's only Son; Then Filiirims dear, pray do not fear. But let us follow on. 2 We've a dark and howling wilderness, 'Twixt this and Canaan's shore; A land of droughts, and pits, and snares. Where hideous dangers roai*; But Jesus will attend us, And guard us in the way? If enemies examine us. He'll teach us what to say. 3 "Good morning, brother traveller, "Pray tell me what's your name; ''And where it is you're going too, "Also from whence you came?" My name it is Hold Pilgrim, To Canaan I am bound; I'm from the howling wilderness; From that enchanted groimd. 63 "Pray what is that upon your head "'I'hat shines so clear and bright? "^Likewise the covering of your breast, ''So dazzling to my sight? "What kind of shoes are them you weai'^ **In which you boldly stiind? "Likewise that shining instrument, "You bear in your right hand? 'Tis glorious hope tipon my head, And on my breast a shield; "With this bright sword 1 mean to fight Until I win the field; My feet are shod with gospel peace On which 1 boldly stand; And I'm resolv'd to fight tiU death, And win fair Canaan's land. ) "You'd better stay with me Pilgrim, "And give your journey o'er; "Y'our Captain, he is out of sight, "His face you'll see no more: "My name it is Appolyon, "This land belongs to me, "And for your arms and pilgrim dress "I'll give it all to thee," ^ O no, says the bold pilgrim, Sir, Your offer I disdain, A ghttering crown of gloiy bright I shortly shall obtain, rf 1 but hold out faithful ti4 To my dear Lord's command, I jointly shall be heir with him In Canaan's happy land. 8 'Tis true indeed 1 am not freed From enemies as yet; But by the grace of God I stand With them beneath my feet. Now I rejoice with a loud voice In hope of victory; And to God's g-race, I'll g-ive the praise To all eternity. 51. 8'5 Hallelujah! for the Lord. God Omnipotent, shall reign; Hallelujah! let the word Echo round the earth and main. , 114 Hallelujah! hark! the sound, From the depth unto the skies. Wakes above, beneath, around, All creation harmonies: — See Jehovah's banner furl'd. Sheath his sword: he speaks: 'tis done And the kingdoms of this world Are the kingdoms of his Son. He shall reign from pole to pole With illimitable sway: He shall reign, when like a scroll; Yonder heav'nshave pass'd away: — Then the end: — beneath his rod, Man's last enemy shall fall; Hallelujah! Christ in God, God in Christ, is all in all. 95. P. M--6, 7. HEARTS of stone, relent, relent, Break — by Jesu's love subdued. See his body mangled, rent, Cover'd witli a gore of blood! Sinful soul, what hast thou done! Murder'd God's eternal Son ! ! Yes, oui- sins have done the deed, Drove the nails that fix him here, Crown'd with thorns his sacred head. Pierc'd him with a soldier's spear. Made his soul a sacrifice; For a sinful world he dies. Shall we let him die in vain.^ 115 Still to death pursue our God? Open tear his wounds again, Trample on his precious blood' No: with all our sins we part: Sa\aour take my broken heart. 96. C. iM. 1 HOW much the hearts of those revive That love and fear the Lord, When sinners dead are made alive By his all quick'ning word. 2 The parent views, with joyful eyes. His now returning son, And in exstatic joy he cries, *'What hath the Saviour done? 3 The ministers of Christ rejoice. When souls the word receive; W^hen sinners hear the Saviour's voice And in the Lord believe. 4 The church of God their praises join And of Salvation sing; They g-lorify the grace divine. Of their victorious King. 5 In heaven above there's joy and praise, Before the Lord most high; The angelic choirs their voices raise, And with each other vie. 6 But greater joy must they possess, Who feel this glorious change; Their lab'ring tongues can but expres* tiow true, but yet how strange! 116 9r. P. M. 1 I LOVE thee, I love thee, I love thee my love, I want thy salvation more fully to prove: 1 love thee, I love thee, I love thee, O why? Because my dear Saviour for sinners did die. 2 We'll talk of redemption while we stay below, We'll sing- of redemption when upwards we g-o; y When the sun shall be darken'd, the moon turn'd to blood, We'll shout full redemption in the king- dom of God. 3 When sinking in sorrow free grace did abound, Pursu'd by the devil, redemption we found; Our hearts to redemption we'll tune ev'ry string, ' Thro' heaven's high arches redemption shall ring. 4 Redemption, redemption, to him that was slain, We'll out-sing the angels in this heavenly sti'ain, Redemption to Jesus, for ever we'll cry, For men, not for angels, the Saviour did die 5 The song* of creation bright angels may 117 But we'll sing" redemption to Christ our , king, Thpo' eternal ages these songs shall be sung While Jesus's glory inspires each tongue. 98. C. M. 1 I LOVE to steal awhile away From every cumb'ring care. And spend the hours of setting day. In humble, grateful prayer. 2 I love in solitude to shed The penetential tear, And all His promises to plead, Where none but God can hear. 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 heav'n; The prospect doth my strength renew While here by tempests driv'n. 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. 99! L. M. 1 I'VE hsted in the holy war. Content to suffer soldier's fare; 118 The banner over me is love; I draw my rations fi'om above. I*ve fought thro' many a battle sore, And I must fight thro' many more; I'll take my breastplate, sword and shield And boldly march into the field. The world, the flesh, and Satan too, Unite and try what tliey can do; On thee, O Lord, I humbly call, Uphold me. Lord, or 1 shall fall. I've listed, and I mean to fight Till all my foes are put to flight: And when the vict'ry I have won, I'll give the praise to God alone. Come, fellow-christians, join with me, Come, face the foe and never flee: The heav'niy battle is begun, Come, take the field, and win the orown. With listing orders I am come, Come rich, come poor, come old and youngi The bounty-money now is giv'n, And glorious crowns laid up in heav'n. Ovu" Captain General's gone before, And you may draw from grace's store; But if you will not list and fight, You'll sink into eternal night. 100. C. M. IN evil long I took dehght, Unaw'd by shame or fear; 119 'Till a new object struck my sight, And stopt my wild career. I saw one hanging- on a tree, In ag-onies and blood; Who fix'd his languid eyes on me, As near his cross I stood. Sure, never to my latest breMh, Can I forget that look; It seem'd to charge me with his death, I'hough not a word he spoke. My conscience felt and own*d the guilty And plung'd me in despair; I saw my sins his blood had spilt. And help'd to nail him there. Alas! I knew not what I did. But now my tears are vain: Where shall my trembling soul be hid? For I the Lord have slain. A second look he gave, which said, "1 freely all forgive; This blood is for thy ransom psdd, I'll die that thou may'st live.** Thus, while his death my sin displays. In all its blackest hue; Such is the mystery of grace) It seals my pardon too. • With, pleasing grief and mournful joy. My spirit now is fill'd, I hat I should sucli a life destroy. Yet live by him I kill'd. 120 101. L. M. 1 I'M glad that I am born to die, From grief and wo my soul shall fly; Brig-ht angels shall convey me home. Away to new Jerusalem. Hallelujah. 2 I'll praise him while he lends me breath, I hope to praise him after de ith, , I hope to praise him when I die. And shout salvation as I fly. 3 Farewell vain world, I'm going home. My Saviour smiles and bids me come; Sweet angels beckon me away, To sing God's praise in endless day. 4 I soon shall pass the vale of d. 4 Then you below, and I above. We'll sing and shout the God we love, 11 162 Until that great and awful day. When Christ shall call our sliimb*ring clay; Then from our dusty beds we'll spring-, And shout "0 Death where is thy sting? *'0 Grave where is thy victory?" We'll shout to all eternity. Our race is run, we've gain'dthe prize, "Well done!" the sovereign of the skies AVill smiling- to liis children say, "Come reign with me in endless day," Then on that happy, happy shore. We'll sing and shout, for evermore; We'll sing and shout, and shout and sing, And make all heav'n with praises ring. 149. P. M. O WHEN shall I see Jesus, And reign with him above, And drink the flowing fountains Of everlasting love. When shall 1 be deliver'd. From this vain world of sin, And with my blessed Jesus Drink endless pleasures in. But now I am a soldier. My Captain's gone before. He's given me my orders. And bid me not to feai-, And if I hold out faitlifuJ, 163 A crown of life he'll give. And all his valiant soldiers Eternal lil'e shtdl have. Throug-h grace, I am determined To conquer tliough I die, And then away to Jesus, On wings of love I'll fly: Fai'ewell to sin and sorrow, I bid them all adieu, And you my friends, prove faithful. And on your way pursue. And if you meet with troubles. And trials on the way, Tlien cast your care on Jesus, And don't forget to pray. Gird on the heavenly armour Of faith, and hope, and love. And when your race is ended, You'll reign with him above. O do not be discourag'd. For Jesus is your frieod. And if you lack for knowledge. He'll not refuse to lend: Neither will he upbraid you. Though often you request; He'll give you grace to conquer. And take you home to rest. 164 150. P. M. 1 O TJIOU In whose presence my soul takes delight, On whom in atiliction I call; My comfort by day, and my song in the night, My hope my salvation, my all. Where dost thou in noon-tide resort with thy sheep To feed on the pasture of love? For why in the valley of death shall I weep Or alone in the wilderness rove? 2 O why should I wander an ahen from thee. And cry in the desert for bread! Thy foes will rejoice, when my sorrows they see. And smile at the tears I have shed. Ye daughters of Zion, declare have ye seen The Star that on Israel shone? Say, if in your tents my beloved has been. And where with his flocks he is gone? 3 This is my beloved, his form is divine. His vestment sheds odours around; The locks on his head ai*e as grapes on the vine. When autumn with plenty is crown'd, Tlie roses of Sharon, the lilhes that grow; In the vales on the banks of the streams. 165 On his cheeks, in the beauty of excellence blow — And his eyes are as quivers of beams! 4 His voice as the sound of the dulcimer * sweet, Is heard throug-h the shadows of death; The cedars of Lebanon bow at his feet. The air is perfum'd with his breath. His lips as a fountain of righteousness flow, That waters the garden of grace; From which their salvation the Gentiles shall know. And bask in the smiles of his face. 5 Love sits in his eye-lids, and scatters delig-ht Throug-h all the brig-ht mansions on hig-h; Their faces the cherubim veil in his sight. And tremble with fulness of joy. He looks and ten thousand of ang-els re- joice, And myriads wait for his word; He speaks — and eternity fill'd with his voice. Re-echoes the praise of her Lord. 151. P. M. 1 OH ! how I have long'd for the coming- of God, 166 And sought him by praying" and searching his word? With watcliing and fasting my sovil was op- press'd Nor would T give over till Jesus had blesg'd. 2 The tokens of mercy at length did ap- pear; According to promise he ansvver'd my pray'r, And glory is open'd in floods on my soul, Salvation from Zion's beginning to roll. 3 The news of his mercy is spreading abroad. And sinners come crying and weeping to God, Their mourning and praying is heard very loud, And many find favour thro' Jesus's blood. 4 Here're more my dear Saviour who fall at thy feet, Oppress'd by a burden enormously great; O raise them my .lesus to tell of thy love, And shoul hallelujahs with angels above. 5 I'll sing and I'll shout, and I'll shout and I'll sing. O God make the nations witli praises to ring, With loud acclamations of Jesus's love, And carry us all to the city above. 167 6 We'll wait for thy chariot, it seems to draw near, come my dear Saviour let glory appear, We long" to be sing-ing- andshouting-above, With angels o'erwhelmed in jesus's love. 152. P. M. 1 O JESUS, my Saviour, to thee I submit. With love and thanksgiving, fall down at thy feet. The sacrifice offer, my soul, flesh, and blood, To thee my Redeemer, my Lord, and my God. 2 I love thee, I love thee, I love thee my Lord, I love thee my Saviour, I trust in thy word, I love thee, I love thee, and that thou dost know, But how much I love thee I never can show. 3 I'm happy, I'm happy, O wondrous ac- count, My joys are immortal, I stand on the mount, I gaze on my treasure, and long to bo there. With angel B my kindred, and Jesus my dear. 168 4 O Jesus, my Saviour, in thee I am blest. My life and my treasure, my joy and my rest Tliy grace be my theme, and thy name be my song-, Thy h)ve doth inspire both my heart and my tong-ue. 5 O who is like Jesus ^ he is Salem's bright king-, He smiles and he loves me, and learns me to sing-; I'll praise him, I'll praise him, with notes loud and shrill, "While rivers of pleasure my spirit dolh fill. 153. L. M. 1 OH! g-ive me, Lord, my sins to mourn. My sins which have thy body torn; Give me, with broken heart, to see Thy last tremendous ag-ony. 2 Oh could 1 gain the mountain's heig-lit^ And gaze upon the wondrous siglit: O that with Salem's daughters, I Could stand and sec my Saviour die. 3 Fd hang around his feet, and cry. Lord, save a soul condemn'd to die; And let a wretch come near thy thrcne. To plead the merits of thy Son. 4 Father of mercy, drop tliy frown. And give me shelter in thy Son; 169 And with my broken heart comply O g-ive me Jesus or T die. 5 O Lord, deny me wliat thou wilt. If thou wilt ease me of my guilt; Good Lord, in mercy hear me cry, O save me Jesus or i die. 6 O save my soul from g-aping-hell. Or else with devils I must dwell: Oh, mig-lit 1 enter, now I'm come. Lord Jesus save me or I'm gone. 154. P. M. 1 O JESUS, my Saviour, I know thou art mine. For thee all the pleasures of earth I re- sign. Thou art my rich treasure, my joy, and my love, Nothing richer possess'd by the angels above. 2 Thy spirit first taught me to know I was blind. Then taught me the way of salvation to find; And when 1 was sinking in gloomy despair. My Jesus reliev'd me and bid me not fear. 3 In vain I attempt to describe what I feel, The language of mortals here ever must faU: 170 My Jesus is precious, my soul's in a flame, I am mis'd into raptures while praising* his name. 4 I find him in singing-, he is present in prayer. In sweet meditation he always is near; My constant companion, may we never part, All g"lory to Jesus, he dwells in my heart. 5 If ever I lov'd thee, 'tis now my dear Lord, I love all thy children, thy ways and thy word; I love all creation, I love sinners too, Since Jesus has died to redeem them from wo. 6 When happy in Jesus, I cannot forbear. Though sinners despise me, liis love to declare; His love overwhelms me, had I wings I would Hy, And praise liim in mansions of glory on high. 155. lis. 1 O ZION, afflicted with wave upon wave, Whom no man can comfort, whom no man can save, Surrounded with troubles, with terror dismay'd, 171 With toiling and rowing thy strength is decay'd. Loud roarfng the billows, now night thee overwhelm, But skilful the pilot that sits at the helm; His wisdom conducts thee, his power shall defend, 'Tis he, all victorious, thy warfai'e shall end. O fearful, O faithless, in mercy he cries. What though high the stfrges to affright thee arise; Still, still I am with thee, my promise shall stand, Through tossings and tempests I'll bring thee to land. Forget thee I Avill not, I care for thy name, Engrav'd on my heart, it shall ever re- main. The palms of my hands, when I look on I see, The wounds I receiv'd when I suffered for thee. The day of eternal salvation draws near. When Jesus our leader will dry every tear. Our bodies and souls shall his glory par- tako, 172 When the trumpet shall sound, and the nations awake. Fig-ht on, ye old soldiers, you'll soon be discharg'd, The war will be ended, your treasure enlarg-'d. With singing and shouting, though Jor- dan may roar; We'll enter ftiir Canaan, and stand on the shore. 156. P. M. 1 O HEARKEN! sinners we have cause To warn you of your danger; We pray be reconcil'd to him Who once lay in a manger. IIo.' every one that thirsts, &c. 2 Come all yc humble, weeping- souls, Wlio lonj^- to be forgiv'n, We l)ring ghd tidings unto you. From the good Lord of lieav'n. 3 There is a fountain deep and wide. For sin and all unclcanness. Come drink and wash, and be made white, And prove the gospel fulness. 4 Oh! see the crowd tliat's trav'lling on, In paths of self-denial, They march along tlie banks of love, And long for your arrival. 173 5 Shall unbelief debar you from The knowledg'e of your Saviour? Believe and you'll be justified, — Believe and live for ever. 6 I'm not surpris'd that saints do sing. Or angels shout and wonder, I would sing g-lory if I could. As loud as mighty thunder. 7 My night of sin and grief is gone, My soul is fill'd with glory, Oh! for a thousand tongues to tell Love's animating story. 8 Let heav'n and earth with me unite. And sing and shout hosannah. The Lord has pardoiu'd all my sins. And fill'd my soul with manna. 157. P. M. 1 O HOW charming, O how charming. Is the radiant band of music, music, music, music, music, O how charming, is the radiant band Of music playing through the air: Angelic armies tune their harps, Enraptiu-ed spirits play their parts. Shout, shout, the great Messiah's come Angelic armies tune their harps, [to reign. 2 Gabriel descending, Gabriel descending. Brings the joyful news, O joyful, joyful, joyful, joyful, 174 Bring-s thejoyfulnewsof our Redeemer's birth, The sjrcat Messiah's come to earth: Good will to men I now proclaim, The Saviour's born in Bethlehem, Good will to men I now proclaim. Shout, shout, the King- of glory's come to reign. 3 See his star arising, see his star arising! In the eastern sky, now rising, rising, rising, rising. See his star arising in the eastern sky, i The day-spring opening from on high. The types and shadows flee away. And now begins the gospel day. The types and shadows flee away. Shout, shout! the King of glory's come to reign. 4 Shephoi-ds adore him, wise men have found him, Glory be to God, O glory, glory, glory, glory, Wise men have found him by the rising And come to worsliip from afar. Their golden gifts they now jiresent. And spices of the sweetest scent, Theu- golden gifts they now present. 175 Shout, shout! the King of glory's come to reign. 5 1 urn liappy, I am happy, [glory? Glory be to God, O glory, glory, glory, I am happy, glory be to God, My soul's on flame for the realms above, I feel the bhss his wounds impart, I find my Saviour in my heart, I feel the bliss his wounds impart, Shout, shout! the King of glory's come to reign. 6 Reign, reign, sweet Jesus, reign within and round us. By the Holy Spirit, holy, holy, holy, holy. By the holy Spirit keep us in the way, That we may shout as we sing and pray: With all the saints that have gone home, Unite to sing redeeming love, With all the saints that have gone home. To sing, hallelujahs around the throne. 158. P. M. 1 O THERE will be mourning At ihe judgment seat of Christ; Parents and children there shall part, Shall part to meet no more. 2 O there will be mourning At the judgment seat of Christ; Brothers and sisters there shall part, Shall part to meet no more. 176 159. P. M. 1 O THERE will be praising At tlie judgment seat of Christ; Brotliers and sisters there shall meet, Sliall meet to part no more. 2 O there will be shouting- At the judgment seat of Christ; Brothers and sisters there shall meet, Shall meet to part no more. 160. C. M. 1 ON Jordan's stormy banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye, To Canaan's fair and happy land. Where my possessions lie, O the transporting rap t'rous scene. That rises to my sight! Sweet fields array'd in living green. And rivers of delight? 2 There geu'rous fruits that never fail. On trees immortal grow, There rocks, and hills, and brooks, and vale, With milk and honey flow. All o'er those wide extended plains. Shines one eternal day; There God the Son for ever reigns. And scatters night away. 3 No chilling winds, nor pois'nous breath. Can reach that healthfid shore; 177 Sickness and sorrow, pain and death, Are felt and fear'd no more. When shall I reach that happy place. And be forever blest? When shall I see my Father's face, And in his bosom rest? 4 Fill'd with dehght, my raptur'd soul. Would here no longer stay! Though Jordan's waves around me roll. Fearless I'd launch away. There on those high and flow'ry plains. Our spirits ne'er shall tire; But in perpetual joyful strains. Redeeming love admire. 161. L. M. 1 O HAPPY day, that fix'd my choice On thee, my Saviour, and my God! Well may this glowing heart rejoice. And tell its raptures all abroad. 2 'Tis done: the great transaction's done: I am my Lord's, and he is mine: He drew me, and I follow'd on, Charm'd to confess the voice divine. 3 Now rest my long-divided heart, Fix'd on this blissful centre rest; With ashes who would grudge to part, When call'd on angel's bread to feast? 12 178 4 Hig-h hcav'n, that heard tlie solemn vow, That vow renew'd shall daily hear; Till in life's latest hour I bow, And bless in death a bond so dear. , 1G2. P. M. 1 O HAD I the wings of a dove, I'd make my escape, and beg'one: I'd mix with the spirits above, Who encompass yon heav'nly throne, I'd fly from all labour and toil. To the place w here the weary have rest: I'd haste from contention and broil, To the peaceful abode of the blest. 2 How happy are they who no more, Have to fear the assaults of the foe ! Arriv'd on the heav'nly shore; They have left all their conflicts below.! They are far from all dang-er and fear; While remembrance enhances their joysj; As the storm when escap'd will endear, The retreat that the haven supplies. 16:1. L. M. 1 O! HAPPY day, when saints shall meet To part no more — the thoug!\t is sweet; [ No more to feel the rending smart. Oft felt below, when Christians part. 2 O happy place I still must say, Where all but love is done away; 179 All cause of parting- there is past; Their social feast will ever last. 3 Such Union here is sought in vain. As there, in ev'ry heart, will reign There separations can't compel The saints to bid the sad farewell. 4 On earth, when friends together meet. And find the passing moments sweet 5 Time's rapid motions soon compel, With grief to say — dear friends, fareweU. 5 The shepherd feels the smarting shock. Of parting from his weeping flock; His feehngs for them, none can tell. When forced to say — my friends, fare- well, 6 The happy season soon will come, When saints shall meet in heav'n, their home Eternally with Christ to dwell. Nor ever hear tlie sound, farewell. 164. C. M. 1 OUR country is Immanuel's ground. We seek that promis'd soil: The songs of Zion cheer our hearts, While strangers here we toil. 2 Oft do our eyes witli joy o'erflow. And oft ai-e balh'd in tears; Yet nought but heav'n our hopes can raise, And nought but sin om- fcai-s. 180 3 Our pow'rs are oftdissolv'd away In ccstacies of love; And while our bodies ^^^lnde^ here; Our souls are fix'd above. 4 We purg-e our mortal dross away, Refining as we run-, But while we die to earth alid sense, Our heav'n is here begun. 165. L. M. 1 O THAT my load of sin were gone, O that 1 could at last submit, At Jesu's feet to lay it down! To lay my soul at .Jesu's feet! 2 Rest for my soul I long to find: Savioui- of all if mine thou art, Give me thy meek and lowly mind And stamp thine image on my heart, 3 Break off the yoke of inbred sin, And fully set my spu-it free; I cannot rest till pure within. Till I am wholly lost in thee. 4 Fain would 1 learn of thee, my God, Thy light and easy burden prove, The cross all stain'd with hallovv'd bloo The labour of thy dying love. 5 I would, but thou must give the power My heart from every sin release; Bring near, bring near the joyful hour. And fill me with thy perfect peace. 181 6 Come, Lord, the drooping' sinner cheer. Nor let thy chariot wheels delay: Appear in my poor heart appear; My God, my Saviour come away! 166. C. M. 1 O What amazing" words of grace Are in the gospel found! Suited to ev'ry sinner's case, Who know the joyful sound, 2 Poor sinful, thirsty, fainting souls. Are freely welcome here; Salvation, like a river, rolls, Abundant, free and clear. 3 Come then, with all your wants and wounds. Your ev*ry burden bring! Here love, unchanging love, abounds, A deep celestial spring! 4 Whoever will, (O gracious word!) Shall of this stream partake; Come thirsty souls and bless the Lord, And drink for Jesu's sake ! 5 Milhons of sinners, vile as you. Have here found life and peace; Come, then, and prove its virtues too, And drink, adore, and bless. 182 167. C. M. 1 ONE evening- pensive as I lay, Alone upon th£ ground, As I to God began to pray, A light shone all around: These words with pow'r went tlirough ni} heart, "I've come to set thee free, Death, hell, nor grave shall never part, My love, my son, from tliee." 2 My dungeon^ shook, my chains flew off. *' Glory to God," I cried, My soul was filPd, I cried "enough, For me the Saviour di'd. The winter's past, the rain is gone. Sweet flowers now appear, The morning brought a glorious sun. And banish'd every tear." 3 Hail mighty Prince, eternal Lord, Who left the hcav'nly throne, Eternal truth attends thy word, Thou art the leather's Son. AVhen on the brink of hell I lay, Enclos'd in l)lackest night. Thou Lord didst hear the sinner pray, And brought my soul to light. 4 You who arc grov'lling in your chains, Without one spark of hope. Though inexpressible your pains, O still be looking up. 183 rbo' winds niiiy !)Io\v, and storms may rise 3 A dark and g^loom}' nig-ht, ?he morning- sun will clear the skies, With sweet prevailing- llg-ht. 168. C. M. . OUR jom-ney is a thorny maze, But we march upward still; Forg-et the troubles of the ways, That reach to Zion's hill. ! See tlie kind angels at the gates, Inviting us to comci There Jesus the forerunner waits To welcome trav'llers home, t There on a green and liow'ry mount, Our weary souls sliall sit, xVnd with transporting joys recount The labours of our feet. t No vain discourse slrall fill our tongue. Nor trifles vex our ear; Infinite grace shall fill our song, And God rejoice to hear. > Eternal g-lories to the King That brought us safely through: Our tongues shall never cease to sing — And endless praise renew. i6q. p. iM. L O! WHAT mSdness! O! what folly. That my heart should go astray; After va^n and foolish trifles, Trifles only of a day: 184 2 This vain world with all its pleasures, Very soon will be no more; There's no object worth admiring", But the God whom we adore. 3 See the happy spirits waiting, On the banks beyond the stream, Sweet responders still repeating, Jesus, Jesus, is their theme: 4 Hark! they whisper, lo! they call me, Sister spirit come away; Lo ! I come, earth can't contain me, Hail the realms of endless day. 5 Swiftly roll ye ling-'ring hours. Seraphs lend your gUtt'ring wings, Love absolves my ransom'd powers. Heavenly sounds around me rings, 6 Worlds of light and crowns of glory. Far above yon azure sky; Thus by faith I now behold you; 1*11 enjoy you soon on high. 170. C. M. 1 O FOR a breeze of heavenly love. To waft my soul away To the celestial world above. Where, pleasures ne'er^decay. 2 Eternal Spirit deign tu;be My pilot here below, To steer through life's tempestuous sea. Where stormy winds do blow. 185 3 From rocks of pride on either hand, From quicksands of despair; guide me safe to Canaan's land, Through ev'ry latent snare. 4 Anchor me in that port above. On that celestial shore, Where dashing billows never move, Where tempests never roar. 170. 8s. 1 OH! why this disconsolate frame? Tho.' earthly enjoyments decay. My Jesus is ever the same, A Sun in the gloomiest day: Tho' molten awhile in the fire, 'Tis only the gold to refine; And be it my simple desire Tho' suffering, not to repine. 2 What can be the pleasures to me. Which earth in its fulness can boast? Delusive, its vanities flee, A flash of enjoyment at most: And if the Redeemer could part For me, with his throne in the skies, Ah! why is so dear to my heart. What he in his wisdom denies? 3 Then let the rude tempest assail. The blast of adversity blow, The haven, tho' distant, I hail, Beyond this rough ocean of wo: 186 When safe on its beautiful strand, I'll smile on the billows that foam, Kind ang-els to hail mc to land. * And Jesus to welcome me home. 172. P. M. 1 O TELL me no more Of this world's vain store, The time for such trifles witii me now is A country I've found [o'er; Where true joys abound, [g-round. To dwell I'm determin'd on that liappy 2 The souls that believe, In paradise live, And me jnthatnumber will .Tesus receive, M}'^ soul don't delay. He calls thee away, [g"lad day. Rise, follow thy Saviour, and bless the 3 No mortal doth know That he can bestow, [ter him, g-o; That light strength and comfort — go af- Lo, onward I move To a country above; [will prove. None guesses how wondrous my journey 4 Great spoils I shall win. From death, hell and sm, 'Midst outward afflictions, I feel Christ And when I'm to die, [within: Receive me, I'll cry, For Jesus has lov*d me, I cannot tell why. 187 5 But this I do iiiid, We two are so join'd, [behind. He'll not live in g-lory and leave me So this is the race, I'm running-, thro' grace, face. Henceforth till admitted to see my Lord's ITS. P. M. 1 ONCE more, my dear brethren, I'll bid you farewell, Be sure follow Jesus that redeera'd you from hell; On the top of mount Calvary he was nail'd to the wood, From the spear and the nail points came water and blood. 2 The work it is finish'd, that he came to do. The way of salvation is open for you; The way it is open that leads unto God, You may safely walk in it, its mark'd out with blood. 3 Perhaps here are mourners who're come ' here to-day; That have a desire that Christians should pray; We will pray for you mourners, come make yourselves known. And trust in a Saviour,he'll answer his own. 188 4 If you will prove faithful to your blessed Lord, Then his love and glory shall be your re- ward; The song of salvation you then shall sing loud, When Jesus and angels come on a bright cloud. 5 He'll call home his faithful, the price of his blood, The heirs of his glory, and children of God; "We'll all meet together on Canaan's bright shore, Where weeping and sorrow are heard of no more. 174. P. M. 1 OUR conquering Lord Hath prosper'd his word; Hath made it prevail, And mightily shaken the kingdom of hell. His arm he hath bar'd And a people prepar'd His glory to shew. And witness the power of his passion below. 2 He hath opeu'd a door To the penitent poor. And rescu'd from sin. And admitted penitent publicans in: 189 They have heard the glad sound. They have liberty found Thro' the blood of the Lamb, And plentiful pardon in Jesus's name. 3 The opposers admire The hammer and fire. Which all things o'ercomes, And breaks the hard rocks, and the mountains consumes. With quiet amaze They listen and gaze. And their weapons resign, Constrain'd to acknowledge— the work is divine! 4 And shall we not sing Our Saviour and King? The witnesses, we With rapture ascribe our salvation to thee. Thou Jesus bast bless'd. And believei*s increas'd, Who thankfully own We are freely forgiven thro' mercy alone. 5 Thy spirit revives His work in our lives, His wonders of grace, So mightily wrought in the primitive days. 190 U that all men might know Thy tokens below. Our Saviour confess, And embrace the g-lad tidings of pardon and peace. 6 Our heathenish land. Beneath thy command In mercy receive, And make us a pattern to all that believe: Then, then let it spread Thy knowledge and dread, 'Till the earth is o'erflow'd. And the universe fiU'd with the glory of God 174. C. M. 1 OUR souls by love together knit Cemented, mix'd in one; '' One hope, one heart, one mind, one voice, 'Tis heaven on earth begun: Our hearts have burn'd while Jesus spoke. And glow'd with sacred fire, He stopp'd, and talked, and fed, and Andfill'dthc enlarg'd desire. [blessed, 2 The little cloud increases still, Tiie licav'ns arc l)ig with rain; We haste to catch the- teeming show'r, And wash away our stain: 191 A rilJ, a stream, a torrent flows, But pour a mighty flood; O sweep the nations, shake the earth, Till all proclaim thee God. 3 And when thou mak'st thy jewels up, And sett'st thy starry croCvn, When all thy sparkling- gems shall shine, Proclaim'd by thee thy own; May we, a httle baud of love. We sinners savM by grace, From glory into glory chang'd. Behold thee face to face. 175. C. M. 1 OH whither shall a sinner flee. When nature's mighty frame, The pon(]>ous earth, and air, and sea, Shall all dissolve in flame. 2 Amazing day ! it con\es apace, The judge is hast'ning down! Will sinners bear to see his face. Or stand before his frown. I Lord; let thy mercy find a way To touch each stubborn heart; That the}- may never hear thee say, '*Ye cursed ones depart." I Believers you may well rejoice! The thunder's loudest strains, Should be to you a welcome voice. That tells vou, '-.Fcsk^ reigns-," 192 177. L. M. 1 O TEMPTED Soul, to Christ draw near; The Saviour's gracious promise hear; His faithful word declares to thee. That as 'thy days thy strength shall be. 2 Thy faith is weak, thy foes are strong, And if the conflict should be long, Thy Lord will make tlie tempter flee; For as thy days thy strength shall be. 3 Should persecution rage and flame, Still trust in thy Redeemer's name: In fi'ry trials thou shalt see, That as thy days thy strength shall be. 4 When call'd to bear the weighty cross, Or sore affliction, pain, or loss — Or deep distress or poverty. Still as thy days thy strength shall be. 3 When ghastly death appears in view, Christ's presence shall thy fears sub- He comes to set thy spirit free, [due; And as thy days thy strength shall be. 178. P. M. 1 PRAISE the Saviour, ye who know him, Jesus well deserves your praise: O ye careless, turn ye to him; Turn from folly's fatal ways, In the gospel, Jesus all Ills grace displays. 193 Saviour, full of love and pity, Grant repentance to thy foes, Till thy saints in heav'n are with thee. Let them on thine arm repose. And grow strong-er Till their glorious strife shall close. 179. C. M. 1 PRAYER is the soul's sincere desire^, Uttered or unexpress'd. 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 infj^nt lips can try; Prayer the sublimest strains that reach^ The Majesty on high. 4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath. The Christian's native air; His watch-word at the gate of death, He enters Heaven with prayer. 5 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice. Returning from his ways. When angels in their songs rejoice, And say, Behold he prays. 6 Tlie saints in prayer appear as one, Fn word, in deed, in mind, 13 194 When with the Father and the Son, Their fellowship tliey find. 7 Nor prayer is made on earth alone, The Holy spirit pleads, And Jesus on the Eternal Throne For sinners intercedes. 8 Oh thou by whom we come to God, The Life, the Truth, the Way; The path of piayer thyself hast trod. Lord teach us how to pray. 180. C. M. 1 PROSTRATE, dear Jesus, at thy feet A g-uilty rebel lies; And upwards to the mercy-seat Presumes to lift his eyes. 2 Oh, let not justice frown me hence; Stay, stay the veng-eful storm: Forbid it, that Omnipotence Should crush a feeble worm. 3 If tears of son-ow would suffice To pay the debt I owe. Tears should from both my weeping* eyes, In ceaseless currents flow. 4 But no such sacrifice I plead To expiate my guilt; No tears, but those which thou hast ehed. No blood, but thou hast split. 195 181. 63. RISE, ijny soul, and stretch thy wings, Thy better portion trace, Rise from transitory tilings, Towards heaven thy native place. Sun, and moon, and stars, decay, Time will soon the earth remove; Rise, my soul, and haste aWay To seats prepar'd above. Rivers to the ocean run, Nor stay in all their course; Fires ascend and seek the sun. Both speed them to their source. So a soul thafs born of God, Pants to see his g'lorious face: Upwards tends to his abode. To rest in his embrace. J Fly my riches, fly my cares, While I that course explore; Flatt'ring world with all your snares, Solicit me no more. Pilg-rims fix not here their home, Strang-ers tarry but a nig-ht: When the last dear morn shall come. We'll rise to glorious light. 4 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn. Press onward to the prize; Soon the Saviour will return. Triumphant througli the skies. Yet a season, and you'll know. 196 Happy entrance will be given, All your sorrows left below, And earth exchang'd for heaven. 182. P. M. 1 REMEMBER, sinful youth,, you must die ! you must die ! Remember, sinful youth, you must die! Remember sinful youtli, who hate the way of truth. And in your pleasures boast, you must die ! you must die ! And in your pleasures boast,you must die ! 2 Uncertain are your days here below, &c. Uncertain are your days, &.c. Uncertain are your days, for God hath many ways [here below, To bring you to your graves here below, To bring, &c. 3 And if you travel down the broad road, the broad road, And if you travel down, &c. And if you travel down to darkness you are bound, Eternally around the broad road, &c. 4 To a dreadful judgment day you are bound, &.C. To a dreadful judgment day, &c. To a dreadful judgment day, be your thoughts whate'er they may^ 197 Nor can 3'ou it delay, you are bound, &c. Nor can you, &c. [&c. 5 The God who built the sky, great I AM, The God who built the sky, &c. The God who built the sky, hath said, (and cannot lie,) Impenitents must die, and be damn'd, &c. Impenitents, &c. [&c. 5 And O ! my friends, don't you, I entreat. And O! my friends, don't you, &c. And O! my friends, don't you, your car- nal mirth pursue. Your guilty souls undo, I entreat, &c. Your guilty souls undo, I entreat, &c. Your guilty, &c. 7 Unto the Saviour flee, 'scape for life, &c. "Unto the Saviour flee, &c. [be. Unto the Saviour flee, lest death eternal Your final destiny; 'scape for life, &c. Your final, &.c. 183. Original, composed for this volume, by a frieud. Tune — "Come my soul." 1 RISE my soul shake off thy fears Lay aside thy mourning, "Wipe away those falling tears. Cease this inward groaning. Though thy sins like mountains rise. Though they reach to heaven, 198 Jesus lives above the skies. They may be forgiven. 2 Once a man of sorrows, he Wrestled in the garden, Died upon the shameful tree, To procure thy pardon — Rose triumphant from the grave. Lives thy great Redeemer Strong and powerful to save Ev'ry true believer. 3 Wherefore then with fears dismay'd. Why with grief dejected; All that seek shall find his aid, None shall be rejected. Rise and prove his faithful word Feel his pardon flowing. Let thy faith embrace its Lord All his goodness knowing. 4 He thy burden shall remove Speak thy sins forgiven Crown thee with his peace and love Turn thy hell to Heaven; Guide thee by his Counsel here Still thy strength renewing, Save from every anxious care All thy foes subduing. 5 And when earth with all its strife Thou in peace ai-t leaving; When the dearest cords of life Death's strong hand is reaving. 199 Thou my soul shall mount on Wgh Gain thv heavenly treasure, Live with God no more to die In those realms of pleasure. 184. P. M. 7s 6s. 1 STOP, poor sinner! stop and think Before you farther go! Will you sport upon the brink Of' everlasting wo? Once again I cliarge you stop! For unless you wai-ning take. Ere you are aware, you drop Into the burning lake! 2 Say, have you an arm like God, That you his will oppose? Fear vou not that iron rod With which he breaks his foes? Can you stand in that dread day; AVhen he judgment shall proclaim, And the earth shall melt away Like wax before the flame? 3 Pale-fac'd death will quickly come To drag you to his bar, Then to hear your awful doom Will fill you with despair: All your sins will round you crowd, Sms of a blood-crimson dye; Each for vengeance ciying loud; And what can you reply ? 200 4 Tho' your heart be made ot steel, Your forehead lined witli brass; God at length will make you feel. He will not let you pass; Sinners then in vain will call, (Tho' they now despise his grace) Rocks and mountains on us fall. And hide us from his face. 5 But as yet there is a hope You may his mercy know; Though his arm is lifted up, He still forbears the blow. 'Twas for sinners Jesus di'd, Sinners he invites to come; None who come shall be dcni'd, He says, "there still is room." 185. P. M. 1 STOP, poor sinners, and look yonder. See your sins like mountains rise, O astonishing the number, Higher mounting than the skies: Cry for mercy, Dread the death that never dies. 2 On the crumbling banks of ruin. How can you securely dwell? Sinners, vengeance is pursuing. And will sweep you down to hell: And theo to heaven, Finally you'll bid farewell. 201 I c Doom d where sorrows behind sorrows, I Follow on without control, I Floods of ven^'eance bi^ with horror, Without intermission roll; I Wrath vindictive Overwlielms the g-uilty soul. 4 See how fast your time is flying-, M'ill ye sinners yet delay.^ One is g-one, another's dying-, 1 O! to God for mercy pray: ; Time is precious: God may next call you away. 5 Now's the time for preparation. While the vital air you breathe,- God is offering you salvation, Calls you yet to turn and live? Boundless mercy; All who come he will receive. 186. C. M. 1 SINNER, hear the Saviour's call, He now is passing b}-; He has seen thy grievous thrall. And heard thy mournful cry; He has pardons to impart, Grace to save th-ee fi-om thy fears, see the love that fills his heart. And wipes away thy tears. I A\hy art thou afraid to come. And tell him all thy case > 202 He will not pronounce thy doom, Nor frown thee from his face: Wilt thou fear Immanuel? Wilt thou fear the Lamb of God, Who to save thy soul from hell Has shed his precious blood'' 3 Think, how on the cross he hung, Pierc'd with a tliousand wounds! Hark from each as with a tongue, The voice of pardon sounds! See from all his bursting veins, Blood of wond'rous virtue flow. Shed to wash away the stain. And ransom thee from wo. 4 Raise thy down-cast eyes and see, What throngs his throne surround, These though sinners once Uke thee. Have full salvation found; Yield not then to unbelief! While he says, "There yet is room; Though of sinners thou art chief. Since Jesus calls thee home. 187. P. M. 1 SEE the eternal Judge descending. Seated on his fither's throne; Now poor sinner, Christ will show thee That he's with the father one: Trumpets call thee, Stand and hear thy awful doom. 203 2 Hear the sinner now lamenting. At the sig-ht of fiercer pain; Cries and tears he now is venting, But he weeps and cries in vain: Greatly mourning', That he ne'er was born again. 3 Yonder sits my slighted Saviour, AVith the marks of dying love: O! that I had sought his favour, When I felt his spirit move ! Doom'd I'm justly, For I have against him strove. 4 All his wooing I liave slighted, While he daily sought m.y soul. If my vows to him I plighted. Yet for sin I broke them all: Golden moments, How neglected did they roll! 5 There I see my godly neighbours. Who were once despis'd by me, Now they're clad in dazzling splendour, Waiting my sad fate to see: Farewell neighbours — Dismal gulf I'm bound for thee. 6 Hail! ye ghosts that dwell in darkness. Groaning, rattling of your chains? Christ has now pronounc'd my sentence, I'm to dwell in endless pains; Down I'm rolling. Never to return again. 204 7 Now experience plainly shows me, Hell is not a fabled thing, Now I see my friends in glory, Round the throne they ever sing, I'm tormented With an everlasting sting. 188. F. M. 1 SAW ye my Saviour! Saw ye my Saviour! Saw ye my Saviour and God? Oh! he died on Calvary, to atone for you and me. And to purchase our pardon with blood. 2 He was extended! he was extended! Shamefully nail'd to the cross; Oh! he bow'd his head and died, thus my Lord was crucified. To atone for a world that was lost, [ing! 3 Jesus hung bleeding! Jesus hung bleed- Three dreadful hours in pain; Oh! the sun refused to shine, when his majesty divine, Was derided, insulted, and slain. 4 Darkness prevailed! darkness prevailed! Darkness prevail'd o'er the land, O! the solid rocks were rent through crea- tion's vast extent, When the Jews crucified the God man. 5 When it was fanish'd, when it wasfinish'd, And the atonement was made. , 205 He was taken by the great, and cmbalm'd in spices sweet, And into a sepulchre was laid. [viouri 6 Hail, mighty Saviour! Hail, mighty Sa- Prince and author of peace, Oh! he burst the bands of death, and trium- phant thro' the east, He ascended to mansions of bliss. 7 Now interceding! now interceding! Pleading that sinners may live^ Crying Father, I have died! O behold my hands and side, To redeem them, I pray thee forgive. 8 I will forgive them, I will forgive them, If they'll repent and believe. Let tliem now return to me and be recon- cil'd to thee, And salvation they all shall receive. 18.9. C. M. 1 SWEET rivers of redeeming love, Lie just before mine eye; Had I the pinions of a dove, I'd to those rivers fly: I'd rise superior to my pain. With joy outstrip the wind: I'd cross cold Jordan's stormy main, And leave the world behind. 2 While I'm imprison'd here below, In anguish, pain and smart, Oft-times those troubles I forego, 206 When love surrounds my heart: In darkest shadows of the ni^ht, Faith mounts the upper sky, I then behold my heart's delight, And would rejoice to die ! 3 I view the monster death, and smile, Now he has lost his sting; Though Satan rages all tlie whde I still in triumph sing: I hold my saviour in my arms, And will not let him go; I'm so delighted witli his charms, No other good I'll know. 4 A few more years, or days at most. My troubles will be o'er, I hope to join tlie heav'nly host. On Canaan's happy shore. My rapt'rous soul shall drink and feast In love's unbounded sea; The glorious hope of endless rest. Is transporting to me. 5 O come, my Saviour, come away, And bear me through the sky, Nor let thy chariot wheels delay. Make haste, and bring it nigh: I long to see tli y glorious face. And in thine Immage siiine; To triumph in \ ictorious grace, And be forever tliine. 207 190. C. M. 1 SWEET to rejoice in lively hope, That when my change shall come, Angels shall hover round ray bed. And waft my spirit home. 2 There shall my disembodied soul View Jesus and adore; Be with his likeness satisfyM, And g-rieve and sin no more. 3 Shall see him wear that very flesh On wiiich my guilt was lain; His love intense, his merit fresh. As though but newly slain. 4 Soon too, my slumb'ring dust shall hear. The trumpet's quick'ning sound; And, by my Saviour's power rebuilt. At his right hand be found. 5 These eyes shall see him in that day, Jesus who died for me; And all my rising bones shall say, Lord, who is like to thee? 6 If such the views that grace unfolds. Weak as it is below. What raptures must the church above In Jesus's presence know! 7 O may the unction of these truths For ever with me stay; 'Till, from her earthly cage dissmis8*d. My spirit flies away. 208 191. 1 SINNERS, will you scorn the message. Sent in mercy from above? Ev'ry sentence, O how tender? Ev'ry line is full of love ! Listen to it, Ev'ry line is full of love. 2 Hear the Heralds of the g-osj^el. News from Zion's King- proclaim, To each rebel-sinner^ — "Pardon, Free forgiveness in his name: How important! Free forgiveness in his name ! 3 False professors, grov'ling worldlings. Callous hearers of the word! While the messengers address you, Take the warnings they afford; We intreat you. Take the warnings they afford. 4 O ye angels, hov'ring round us. Waiting spirits speed your Way, Hasten to the court of heaven. Tidings bear without delay: Rebel sinners Glad the message "will obey. 192. L. M. 1 SAY, sinner, hath a voice withip. Oft whisper'd to thy secret soul, 209 Urg^d thee to leave the ways of sin, And yield thy heart to God's control? 2 Hath something met thee in the path Of worldliness and yanity, And pointed to the coming- wrath, [flee ? And warn'd thee from that wrath to 3 Sinner, it was a heavn'ly voice. It was the Spirit's gracious call, It bade thee make the better choice. And haste to sett in Christ thine all. 4 Spurn not the call to life and light; Regard in time tlie warning kind; That call thou may'st not always slight, And yet the gate of mercy find. 5 God's Spirit will not always strive With harden'd, self-destroying man; Ye, who persibt his love to grieve. May never hear his voice again. 6 Sinner — perhaps this very day. Thy last accepted time may be; Oh, should'st thou grieve him now away Then hope may never beam on thee. * 193. C. M. 1 SAYIOUR richest source of pleasure. Fountain whence our comfort flows, More to be desired than treasure; Treasure which this world bestows: 14 310 2 Dearest source of consolatiou. Refuge to the poor distress'd. Thou canst calm our perturbation, Thou canst give the weary rest. 3 Bid the billows, loudly raging, Calmly at thy voice subside; Bid the clouds, that storms presaging. Soon to distant quarters glide. 4 As the evening sun declining. Sheds around a softer ray. May thy milder radiance shining, Calmly gild our closing ray. 5 As the soul releas'd from trouble. Views with joy its sorrows past, "Views them as an empty bubble On the billowy ocean cast. 6 Oh! how sweet, in retrospection, Pains and sorrows well endur'd; 'Twas through suffering — sweet reflection, Christ our brightest hopes procur'd. 7 Let us, then, on him reclining. For his sake our patience prove: Sure we oft, without repining. Suffer much for those we love. 8 Soon this patli, so dark and dreary. Shall in fairer scenes expand; Soon the traveller, faint and weary. Shall behold the promis'd land. 211 194. C. M. 1 STAND ye saints, and boldly inarch Against your mighty foes; Your Jesus foug-ht the hosts of hell, And conqaer'd when he rose. 2 Put on the armour of the Lord, With truth g-ird up your loins; No earthly armour e'er so bright. With such a lustre shines. 3 In vain the prince of darkness strives To give a mortal wound; Quench'd by the shield of faith, his darts Fall harmless to the ground. 4 Stand fast in ev'ry evil day, Stand, and your foes defy; Victorious faith shall gain the field. And all your foes shall fly. 5 Fear not, your leader has subdu'd The power's of death and hell; Dying, he conquer'd all his foes. And triumph'd when he fell. 6 From heaven see Jesus holds to view A bright, immortal crown; Fight on, for this shall grace your brow. Whene'er your warfare's done. 195. C. M. 1 THE Prodigal with streaming eyes, From foil); just awake, 212 Reviews his wand'rings with surprise; His heart hec^ins to break. I starve, he cries, nor can I bear The famine in this land; While servants of my Father share The bounty of his hand. Witli deep repentance I'll return find seek my Father's face; Unworthy to be call'd a son, I'll ask a servant's place. Far off He saw him slowly move, In pensive silence mourn; The Father ran with arms of love To welcome his return. Thro' all the courts the tiding-s flew, And spread tlie joy around; The angels tun'd their harps anew; The Prodigal is found! 196. L. M. This is the field, the world below, In which the sower came to sow; Jesus the wheat, Satan the tares, For so the word of truth declares. For soon the reaping" time will come And angels shout the harvest home. Most awful trutli, and is it so. Must all the world a harvest know? Is every one a wheat or tare? Then for the harvest, O prepare! 213 For soon the reaping time will come. And angels shout the harvest home. But all that truly righteous be, Their fiither's kingdom soon shall see, Shine like the Sua together there, He that hath ears, O let him hear: For soon the reaping time will come, And tares will meet an awful doom. To love my sins, a saint appear, To gTow with wheat and be a tare; May serve me while on cai'th below. While tares and wheat together grow: But soon the reaping time will come. And tares will meet an awful doom. May serve me while on earth below, While tares and wheat together grow: But soon the reaping time will come. And tares will meet an awful doom. When the last harvest shall appear. To sep'rate 'tween the wheat and tares. May 1 among the wheat be found. In sheaves in cords of love be found; There join the angels round the throne. And shout the glorious harvest home. 197. L. M. The Christian has a faith divine. And does to faith obedience join; Believes the truth, the truth obeys, And constant walks in holy ways. 214 2 The Christian is a man of God, He takes the pure, the heav'nly road, All his afFections rise above, And all his heart is full of love. 3 The Christian shines with lustre bright. His understanding's full of light; To Jesus Christ he's wholly giv'n. And is indeed a form of heav'n. 4 To tliee, O Lord, my soul aspires, And kindles with seraphic fires; The real Christian, I would be. And live for Him who died for me. 198. P. M. 1 The people called Christians, how many things they tell, About the land of Canaan, where saints and angels dwell: But sin, that dreadful ocean, encompasses them around, While its tide still divides them from Ca- naan's happy ground. 2 Thousands have been impatient to find their passage through, And with united vigour have tried what they could do; But vessels built by human skill have never sail'd far, Till they're found run aground on some dreadful sandy bar. 215 3 The everlasting Gospel has launchM tlie deep at last. Behold her sails suspended around her towering' masts; Around her decks, in order, the joyful sailors stand, Crying O! here we go to Imanuel's hap- py land! 4 To those wlio are spectators, what sor- row must ensue. To have their old companions bid them a long adieu; The pleasures of a paradise no longer them invite; They may rail while we sail, but we'll soon be out of sight. 5 We're now on the wide ocean, we bid them all farewell. But where we shall cast anchor, no mor- tal tongue can tell; About our future happiness there needs be no debate. While we ride on the tide with our Cap- tain and his Mate. 6 We're passengers united in harmony and love ! The wind's all in our favour, how joyfully we move: 216 Tho' troubles may surround us, and raging billows roar, We will sweep through the deep till we land on Canaan's shore. 199. P. M. 1 THE son of man they did betray. He was condemn'd and led away, Think, O my soul, on that dread day ; Look on mount Calvary. Behold him lamb-like led along, Surrounded by a wicked throng, Accused by each lying tongue, And then the Lamb of God they hung Upon the shameful tree. 2 *Twas thus the glorious sufferer stood. With hands and feet nail'd to the wood; From every wouud a stream of blood Came flowing down amain. His bitter groans all nature shook, And at his voice the rocks were broke. And sleeping saints their graves forsook. While spiteful Jews around him mock'd. And laughed at his pain. 3 Now hung between the earth and skies. Behold! in agonies he dies; O sinners! hear his mournful cries, Come see his tor'tring pain. The morning sun witlidrew his light, Blush'd, and refus'd to view the sight; 217 The azure cloth'd in robes of ni^ht, All nature mourn'd and stood ufiVightj When Christ tlie Lord was slain. Mark! men and ang-cls, hear the son, He cries for help, but O! there's none, • He treads tl^e wine press all alone, His garments stained with blood. In lamentations hear him cry, **Eloi, lama sabaclhani!" Thoug-h death may close his languid eyes He soon will mount the upper skies, The^ conq'ring Son of God. The Jews and liomans in a band, With hearts like steel around him stand, And mocking-, say, "Come save the land Come try yourself to free." A soldier pierced him when Ine died, Then healing-streams came from his side, And thus my Lord was crucified; Stern justice now is satisfied, Sinnei's for you and me. Behold! he mounts the throne of state He fills the mediatorial seat. While millions bowihg- at his feet. With loud hosannahs tell: Thoug-h he endured exquisite pains^ He led the monster death in chains: Ye seraphs raise vour highest strains. With music fill brig-ht Kdeu's plains, He conquer'd death and hell. 218 7 'Tis done! the dreadful debt is paid. The great atonement now is made: Sinners on him 3'^our guilt was laid. For you he spilt his blood: For you his tender soul did move, For you he left the courts above, Tliatyouthe leng-th and breadth might prove, And height and depth of perfect love, In Christ your smiling God. 8 All glory be to God on high, Who reigns enthron'd above the sky: Who sent his son to bleed and die. Glory to him be giv'n: While heav'n above his praise resounds, Zion sing — his grace abounds; 1 hope to shout eternal rounds; In flaming love that knows no bounds. When swallow'd up in heav'n. 200. 7s. 1 'TIS a point I long to know, Oft it causes anxious thoughts: Do I love the Lord or no ? Am I his or am I not ? 2 If I love, why am I thus ? Why this dull and lifeless frame ? Hardly sure, can they be worse. Who have never heard his name ! 219 3 Could my heart so hard remain, Pray'r a task and burden prove; Ev'ry trifle give me pain, If I knew a Saviour's love ! 4 AVhen 1 turn my eyes within, All is dark, and vain, and wild; Fili'd with unbelief and sin, Can I deem myself a child ? 5 If I pray, or hear, or read, Sin is mix'd with all I do; You that love the Lord indeed. Tell me, is it thus with you ! 6 Yet I mourn my stubborn will. Find my sin a grief and thrall; Should I grieve for what I feel, If I did not love at all ? 7 Could I joy his saints to meet. Choose the ways I once abhor'd. Find at times the promise sweet. If I did not love the Lord ? 8 Lord decide the doubtful case ! Thou who art thy people's sun; Shine upon thy work of grace. If it be indeed begun. 9 Let me love thee more and more. If I love at all, I pray; If I have not lov'd before. Help me to begin to day. 220 201. P. M. 1 THE voice of Free Grace, cries escap^^ to the mountain, For Adam's lost race Christ has open'd a fountain For sin and transgreosion, and every polhitlon, His blood flows most freely in plenteous redemption. Hallelujah to the Lamb who purchas'd our pardon. 2 That fountain so clear in which all may find pardon. From Jesus's side flows plenteous re- dem lotion; Though your sins were increas'd as high as a mountain, His blood it flows freely in streams of salvation, 3 O! Jesus ride on, thy kingdom is glo- rious, O'er sin, death and hell, thou wilt make us victorious: Thy name shall he praised in the great congregation, And saints shall delight in ascribing sal- vation. 4 When on Zion we stand, having gain'd the blest shore, 221 with our harps in our hands we'll praise him evermore; We'll rang-e ths blest fields on the bank of the river. And sing- hallelujah for ever and ever. 202. P. M. THE reason we love friendship We will deny to no man, How shall, how shall, how shall we Who are thus forni'd for happiness, E'er slight a loving christian. Since Jesus, Jesus hath di'd on the tree, To rescue sinful men From violence and treason. That we might love each other. And seek our soul's salvation: 'Twas love that mov'd the mighty God For to redeem the nations. That happy, happy we might be. On the feast day of ancient times, Jesus stood thus crying Whoso thirsteth let ev'ry one Come unto me and freely drink. And thus be sav'd from dying, For surely, surely, there's nothing else can Quench the immortal flame That in your heart is glowing. 222 Then come and taste the streams of g-i-ace Which are so freely flowing", Saying-, drink my love, my only dove. For you they now are flowing", Then happy, happy you shall be. 3 Let us who have beg-un to taste The sweets of this salvation. Follow, follow, let us follow on, Believing- we shall overcome, Resisting- all temptation. Since Jesus, Jesus, since Jesus the Son, With out-stretch'd arms expanded, And voice that's so inviting-. To purling- streams of purest joys Is thus our souls exciting-: Let us impart to him our heart, By faith and love uniting; Then happy, happy we shall be. 203. P. M. 1 THE sacred ties of friendship Unite all loving- christians, In glory, in glory they shall live; In glory, in glory they shall live; No time or place shall change them, And death shall ne'er dissolve them, United, united are they that believe, W^hen Gabriel's trumpet sounding. And conquer'd death resigning. The scatter'd dust uniting, 223 The soul and body joining", All join the great procession, Arid glory realizing-, Then happy, happy we shall be. 2 The bliss exquisite fiowing-. The friends of Jesus shouting; Such raptures, raptures flow from his word .^ The angels join in concert, While Jesus stands inviting, Come, come on ye blessed of the Lord, Behold the crowns of glory And saints and angels meeting, And living streams of purest joys For ever are increasing; In azure fields for ever ranges And view a smiling Jesus. 204. L. M. 1 THE trump of God rends earth and skies. Resounding loudtne echo flies: 'Arise, ye dead, tojudgment come, *Receive your last and final doom. 2 The grave, obedient to the call. Gives up her dead, both great and small, From cast to west, from north to south, To meet the Lord, they all come forth. 3 The saints rejoice to see the day; While sinners tremble with dismay; 224 And from his presence wish to flee, Yet (fruitless wish!) that cannot be. 4 I-o! Jesus to his blood-boug-ht throng", ' 'Let holy triumph be your song-; Rejoice, lift up your heads on hig-h, The day of your redemption's nigh. 5 From hell and sin I've set jou free, And made you meet to dwell with me '' I cloth'd you with my wg'hteousncss, And kept you by victprions grace. 6 ,Come, then, yc blessed of the Lord, Receive your crown of great reward, Prepar'd for you by wbnd'rous love, Ere time its circling wheels did move. 7 But go, ye cursed, down to heH, With devils you, mu.st ever dwell; Fire and brimstone there prepar'd Is your eternal, sure reward." 8 Good God! prevent me by thy grace, From coming to tliat dismal place; Help me to fly to thee betimes, And in thy blood wash all my crimes. 205. C. M. ^ THAT glorious day is drawing nigh, When 2;ion's light shall shine; She shall arise and shine on high, Bright as the morning sun. ' The north and south their sons resign. And earth's foundation bend; 225 Christ, like a comely bride adorn'd, All-g-lorious shall descend. 2 The king- that wears tiie glorious crown, The azure flaming- bow, That holy city shall bring- down. To bless his saints below, When Ziou's bleeding- conqu'ring king- Shall sin and death destroy, The morning stars together sing, And Zion shouts for joy. 3 Let Satan rage and boast no more. Not think his reigning long. The saints, tho' feeble weak and poor, Their great Redeemer's strong, He istiieir shield and hiding place, A covert from the wind, A fountain in the wilderness, Throughout the weary land. 20G. L. M. 1 THERE is a heav'n o'er yonder skies, A heav'n where pleasure never dies, A heav'n I sometimes hope to see. But fear again its not for me. Bat Jesus, Jesus, is myfriendy Hallelujah? 2 The way is difficult and straight. And narrow is the gospel gate^ Ten thousand dangers are therein. Ten thousand snares to take me in. 15 22a 3 I travel through a world of foes, Througli conHictssore my spuit goes; The tempter cries, I ne'er shall stand. Nor reach fair Canaan's happy land. 4 The way of dangers lam in, Beset with devils, men, and sin; But in this way thy track I see, \nd mark'd with blood it seems to be. 5 Come life, come death, come then what His footsteps I will follow still; [will; Through dangers thick and hell's alarms, I shallbe safe in his dear arms. 6 Then, O my soul, arise and sing, Yonder's thy Saviour, friend, and king, With pleasing smde s he now looks down. And cries ' -press on and here's the crown. 7 'Trove faithful then a few more days. Fight the good fight and win the race, And then thy soul with me sliall reign, Thy head a crown of glory gain." 207. P. M. 1 THE wondrous love of Jesus, From doubts and fears it frees us, With pitying love he sees us. While toihng here below; Through tribulation driven. We'll force our way to heaven; Through consolation given, He juicing on we'll go. 227 2 Companions now distress'd, By Satan sore oppress'd, Cheer up, you'll be relieved, Your Captain's gone before : In every trying hour, He'll save you by his power, And bring- you safe to heaven; On that eternal shore. 3 yonder is the glory, It lies but just before you. And there we'll tell the story Of all redeeming love: And there we shall for ever. Drink of that flowing river. And ever, ever, ever, Surround the throne of love. 4 There in the blooming garden Of Eden, gain'd by pardon, Upon the banks of Jordan, We will worship the Lambs We'll sing the song of Moses, While Jesus he composes A song that never closes. Of pleasures to his name, 208. P. M. 1 THERE we shall reign with Jesus, on that deUghti\il shore, Aiid shout with the redeemed, our trials u-e all o'er; 228 The wicked cease from troubling, the weary are at rest. And v^e shall reign with Jesus, eternal ages blest. 2 We shall be like the angels, in that im- mortal throng, And shout aloud salvation, 'twill be our lasting song} They sing creating goodness, and we redeeming love. And this shall be our business, in the bright worlds above. 3 This love so freely flowing, it animates our hearts, [place and part; This love is still abounding, in every This love can ne'er be ended, though faith and hope should cease. This love can ne'er be bounded, but ever will increase. 4 This love through endless ages, it ever is the same; 'Tis this our heart engages, to love and serve the Lamb: [one soul. Unite us all together, and make us of It is the Balm of Gilead, it makes the wounded whole. 209. P. M. 1 THERE is a holy city, A happy world above, 229 Beyond the starry regions, Built by the God of love: An everlasting temple. And saints array'd in white, They serve their great Redeemer, They dwell with him in light. 2 This is no world of trouble. The God of peace is there. He wipes away their sorrows. He banishes their care; Their joys are still increasing. Their songs are ever new, They praise th' eternal Father, The Son and Spirit too. 3 The meanest child of glory Outshines the radiant sun; But who can speak the splendour Of that eternal tlirone, AVhere Jesus sits exalted. In godlike majesty? The elders fldl before him. The angels bend the knee. 4 Is this the man of sorrows. Who stood at Pilate's bar, Condemn'd by hauglity Herod, And by his men of war? He seems a mighty conqueror Who spoil'd the powers below. And ransomed many captives From everlasting wo. 230 5 The hosts of saints around him, Proclaim his work of grace; The patriarchs and prophets, And all the godly race; Who speak of fiery trials, And tortures on their way, They came from tribulation, To everlasting day. 6 Now with a holy transport. They tell their suff'rings o'er, Their tears and their temptations, And all the pains they bore; They turn and bow to Jesus, Who gained their liberty : Amid our fiercest dangers. Our hves are hid in thee. 210. L. M. THO' in the outward church below, The wheat and tares together grow 4 Jesus e*er long will weed the crop, And pluck the trues in anger up: For soon the rmpmg time will come, And ans^ch shout the harvest home. Will it relieve their horrors there, To recollect their stations here, [knew, How much they heard, how much they How much among the wheat they grew "^ Oh! this will aggi-avatc their case, They perish'd under means of grace, 231 To them the word of life and faith Became an instrument of death. We seem ahkc when thus we meet; Strangers might think wc all were wheatj But to the Lord's all searching eyes Each heart appears without ^sguise. The tares are spar'd for various ends; Some for the sake of praying friends; Others the Lord, against their will. Employs his counsels to fulfil. But though they grow so t dl and strong, His plun will not require them long; In harvest when he saves his own. The tares shall into hell be thrown. Most awful thought, and is it so, Must all mankind the harvest know? Is every man a wheat or tare ^ Me for that harvest, Lord prepare. 211. P. M. 1 THE Land of Glory lies Beyond old Jordan's stream A region in the skies, Where fields are always green. O happy place of sweet repose. Where pain & death, no entrance knows, And life's fair tree for ever grows. 2 There saints and angels drink. And plunge in seas of loyc; No bliss of which thsy think. 232 shall be witliheld above. For all the blessings of the tlirone. Do freely flow to every one; Secur'd to them thro' Christ alone. 3 Soon shall our toil be o'er — Our suffering- and our pain: We'll meet upon that shoie: And never part again. And sing- the song", redeeming- love, "While we stand round the thi-one above And all the joys of heaven prove. 212. P. M. 1 THROUGH tribulation deep, ' The way to glory is, This stormy course I keep. On these tempestuous seas; By waves and winds I'm toss'd and driv'n, Freighted with grace & bound to heav'n. 2 Sometimes temptations blow A dreadful hurricane, And high the waters flow. And o'er my sides break in, But still my little ship outbraves The blust'ring winds and surging waves. 3 When I in my distress. My anchor, hope, can cast Within the promises. It holds my vessel fast; Safely she then at anchor rides, *Midst stormy blasts and swelling tides. 233 4 If a dead calm ensues, And heaven no breezes give, The oar of prayer T use, I labour, toil and strive: Thro' storms and calms for many a day, I make but very little way. 5 But when a heavenly breeze Spring's up and fills my sail. My vessel g"oes with ease Before the pleasant g-ale; And runs as much an hour, or more. As in a month or two before. 6 As at the time of noon. My quadrant Faith, I take. To view my Christ, my sun, If he the clovuls should break: I'm happy when his face I see, I know then whereabouts I be. 7 When through the gulf 1 get, (Though rough, it is but short,) The pilot angels meet And bring me into port; And when I land on that blest shore, I shall be safe for evermore. 213. C. xM. 1 THRO' sorrow's night and danger's path, Amid the deep'ning gloom. We, soldiers of an injur'd King, Are marching to the tomb. 234 3 There, when the turmoil is no more. And all our pow'rs decay, Our cold remains, in solitude, Shall sleep the years away. 3 Our labors done, securely laid In this our last retreat. Unheeded, o'er our silent dust, The storms of life shall beat. 4 These ashes poor, this little dust. Our Father's care shall keep. Till the last angel rise, and break The lung- and dreary sleep. 5 Then love's swift day o'er ev'ry eye Shall shed its mildest rays, And the lonj^ silent dust shall burst With shouts of endless pi-aise. 214 C. M. 1 THE time is short! the season near, When death will us remove To leave our friends, however dear, And all we fondly love. 2 The time is short! sinners, beware, Nor trifle time away; The word of great salvation hear, While it is call'd to-day. 3 The time is short! ye rebels, now To Christ the Lord submit; To mercy's golden sceptre bow. And fall at Jesus' s feet, 235 4 The time is short! ye saints rejoice — The Lord will quickly come: Soon shall you hear the bridegroom's voice, To call you to your home. 5 The time is short! it swiftly flies — The hour is just at hand. When we shall mount above the skies. And reach the wish'd for land. 6 The time is short! — the moment near, When we shall dwell above; And be for ever happy there. With Jesus, whom we love. 215. 7s. 1 TO the cross where Jesus dies. Where my Lord resigns his breath Where affliction veils his eyes, Swimming- in the tears of death: Thither bringing- all my guilt. From avenging wrath I flee, To the blood of sprinkling spilt — Spilt to set the sinner free. 2 'Mid convulsive agonies, Peace his quivering lips impart; Pardon seal'd by broken sighs Issuing from a broken lieart; Let me feel this healing power, Let this harden'd heart of stone. 236 Melt beneath the purple shower, From his body trickling down. 3 On those temples, crown'd with thorns, SufPring majesty appears; Love that dying face adorns, Stain'd witli blond and soil'd with tears; Pierce the shadows of the heart With the hght'ningofthateye; Smiles of peace to me impart. Let me feel, or I must die! 216. lO's & ll's. 1 THO' troubles assail, and dangers affright, Though friends should all fail, and foes all unite. Yet one thing secures us, whatever betide, The promise assures us. The Lord will provide. 2 The birds, without barn or storehouse , are fed: From them let us learn to trust for our bread . His saints what is fitting sliall ne*er be de- ni'd, So long as *tis written, The Lord will pro- vide. 3 We all may, like ships, by tempests be tost On perilous deeps, but need not be lost; 237 Though Satan enrages the wind and the tide, [vide. Yet Scripture engages, The Lord will pro- 4 His call we obey, like Abrah'm of old: We know not the way, but faitli makes us bold; For tlio' we are strangers, we have a sure guide. And trust in all dangers, The Lord will provide. 5 When Satan appears to stop up our path, And fills us with fears, we triumph by taith; He cannot take from us (tho' oft he has tri'd) The heart-cheering promise, The Lord will provide. 6 He tells us we're weak, our hope is in vain, The good that we seek we ne'er shall ob- tain: But when such suggestions our graces have tri'd, This answers all questions. The Lord will provide. 7 No strength of our own, njor goodness we claim. Our trust is all thrown on Jesus' name; In this our strong tower for safety we hide; The Lord is our power, The Lord will provide, 238 8 When life sinks apace, and death is in view, 'J'he word of his grace shall comfort us throug-h; Not fearing or doubting, with Christ on our side. We hope to die shouting, The Lord will provide. 217. C. M. 1 THY promise, Lord, and thy command, Have brought us here to-day; And now we humbly waiting stand To liear what thou wilt say. 2 Meet us, we pray, with words of peace, And fill our hearts with love; Tliat from our follies we may cease, And henceforth faithful prove. 218. P. M. 1 THOU God of harmony and love, [above. Whose name transports the saints And lulls the ravish'd spheres: On thee in feeble strains I call. And mix my humble voice with all The heav'nly choristers. 2 O might I with the snints aspire, The meanest of that dazzling choir Who chant thy praise above; Mixt with the brig^ht musician-band. 239 May I a heavenlj' harper stand, And sing the song of love. What ecstacy of bliss is there, While all tlie angelic concert share, And drink the floating joys! What more than ecstacy, when all Struck to the golden pavement fall At Jesu's glorious voice ! Jesus! the heaven of heavens he is, The soul of harmony and bliss! And while on him we gaze. And while his glorious voice we hear, Our spirits are all eye, all ear. And silence speaks his praise. O might I die that awe to prove. That prostrate awe which dares not move Before tlie great Three-One! To shout by turns the bursting joy. And all eternity employ In songs around the throne! 219. L. M. THAT hiding-place I long to find, That sacred covert from the wind; Thou Man of giief, thou God of love. Receive and keep my life above. ! Conceal me from the furious blast. Till all the storms of life are past, t)r let the latest tempest come. And drive mc to my heavenly home. 240 3 My soul, a dry and barren place, Gasps for the cooling" streams of grace; mig'lit they thro' the desert roll Refresliment to my g-asphig- soul! 4 Jesus, I thirst for thee, not thine, 1 want the well of life divine; The well of life divine thou art, Spring- up eternal in my heart. 220. C. M. 1 THOU dear Redeemer, dying- Lamb, We love to hear of thee; No music like thy charming" name. Nor half so sweet can be: O may we ever hear thy voice. In mercy to \is speak. And in our priest will we rejoice Our g"reat Melchisedec. 2 Our Jesus shall be still our theme. While in this world we stay. We'll sing" our Jesu's lovely name. When all thing-s else decay: When we appear in yonder cloud, Witli all Ills favoar'd throng-, [loud. Then will we sing', more sweet, more And Christ shall be our song". 221. P. M. 1 THE Lord's into liis g-arden come. The spices yield a rich perfume, The lilies grow and thrive: RefreshmpT showers of irrace divine: 241 From Jesus flow to every vine, And makes the dead revive. 2 that til is dry and barren ground In springs of water may abound, A fruitful soil become; The desert blossom as tlie rose, When Jesus conquers all his foes And makes his people one. 3 The glorious time is coming- on. The gracious work is now begun, My soul a witness is; I taste and see tlie pardon free For all mankind, as well as me, "Who come to Christ may live. 4 The worst of sinners here may find A Saviour merciful and kind. Who will them all receive, None are too vile who will repent, Out of one sinner legions went. The Lord did him relieve - 5 Come brethren dear, whoknowtheLord, And taste the sweetness of his word. In Jesu's way go on: Our troubles and our trials here. Will only make us richer there. When we arrive at home. 6 We feel that heav'n is now begun. It issues from the sparkling throne. From Jesu's throne on liigh; 15 242 It comes in floods, we can't contain, We drink, and drink, and drink again. And yet we still are dry. 7 But when we come to dwell above, And all surround the throne of love. We'll drink a full supply. Jesus will lead his armies through, To living fountains where they flow. That never will run dry. 8 'Tis there we'll reign, and shout, andij sing, And make the upper regions ring, When all the saints get home: Come on, come on, my brethren dear. Soon we shall meet together there, For Jesus bids us come, 9 Amen, amen, my soul replies, I'm bound to meet you in the skies; And claim my mansion there: Now here's my heart, and here's my hand. To meet you in that heav'nly land. Where we shall part no more. 222. C. M. 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 Jesus thou source of all my joys. Thou ruler of my heart. 243 How could I bear to hear thy voice, Pronounce the sound, "depart!" S The thunder of that awful word, Would so torment uiy ear, *Twould tear my soul asunder, Lord, With most tormenting fear. 4 What! to be banisli'd from my Lord^ And yet forbid to die! To ling-er in eternal pain, And death for ever fly! 5 O wretched state of deep despair. To see my God remove, And fix my doleful station where I must not taste his love! 223. L. M. 1 THE saints who now in Jesus sleep, His own almighty power shall keep. Till dawns the bright illustrious day. When death itself shall die away. 2 How loud shall our glad voices sing, When Christ his risen saints shall bring From beds of dust and sleeping clay. To realms of everlasting day! 3 When Jesus we in glory meet. Our utmost joys shall be complete; When landed on that heav'nly shore, Death and the curse shall be no more. 244 224. C. M. 1 THEE we adore, Etenial Name, And humbly own to theCj How feeble is our mortal frame, What dying" worms we be. 2 Our wasting- lives g-row shorter still, As days and months increase: And every beating" pulse we tell Leaves but the number less. ) The year rolls round and steals away The breath that first it g-avc : Whate'er we do, where'er we be, We're traveling" to the grave. . Dang-ers stand thick throug-h all the To push us to the tomb; [ground. And fierce diseases wait around, To hurry mortals home. Great God, on what a slender thread Hang everlasting things! . Til' eternal states of all the dead Upon life's feeble strings. Infinite joy or endless wo Attends on every breath; And yet how unconcern'd we go Upon the brink of death! Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sense To walk this dang'rous road; And if our souls arc hurri'd hence. May they be found with God! 245 225. P. M. 1 TO Jesus, the crown of my hope. My soul is in haste to be gone; O! 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 the bands that detain My soul from her portion in thee. Oh I strike off the adamant chain. And make me eternally free. 4 Then that happy era begins. When array 'd in thy glory I shine. And no longer pierce with my sins The bosom on which I recline. 226. P. M. 1 THERE was Joshua and Joseph, Elias and Moses, "Who prayed as they joumey'd along? There v/as Abram, and Isaac, and Jacob, and David, And Solomon, Stephen and John: There was Simeon and Anna, and I don*t know how many. Who ])ray'd, and God heard from his throne; 246 Some cast among Lions, some bound with rough irons. Yet g'lnry and praises they sung. 2 Some tell us that praying, and also that praising, Is labour that's all spent in vain; But we have such witness, that God hears with swiftness. From praying we will not refrain: There was old father Noah, and ten thou sand more. Who witness'd that God heard ihem pray; There was Samuel and Hannah, Paul, Silas and Peter, And Daniel and Jonah all say. 3 That God by his Spirit, or an angel doth visit. Our souls and our bodies while praying; Shall we all go fainting, while they all go praising. And glorify God in the flame; God grant us t' inherit, the same praying spirit, "While onward we journey below, 6o that when we cease praying, we may not cease praising, But around God's bright throne we may bow. 247- 227. P. M. THE Lord is the fountain of goodness and love, [above, Thro' Eden once flowing in streams from Refreshing each moment the first happy- pair, [despair. 'Till sin stopt the torrent and brought in O wretched condition! what anguish and pain? [obtain; They thirst for the fountain, but cannot To sin's bitter waters they fly for relief. They drink, but the draught still in- creases their grief. Come sinner, poor sinner, 'tis boundless and free, [for thee; You're welcome,take freely,'twas open'd The spirit invites you, the bride calls you too, [welcome with you. Come, call all your neighbors, they're Make not your complaints an excuse to delay, [away; Let not your transgressions aflTright yoa Tho' bad your condition ,you're welcome, draw near. Come, come, on dear sinner, and cast [away fear. 248 5 Come Christians, let's venture along do w n the stream, [swim ; The shallows are pleasant, but O let us Let's bathe in the ocean of infinita love. And wash, and be pure as the angels above. 228. P. M. 1 THE gloomy night of sadness Begins to flee away, The red'ning streaks of morning, Proclaim the rising day; That welcome day of promise When Christ sliall claim his right. And on the world in darkness Pour forth a flood of light. 2 Now truth unveil 'd, is shining With beams of sacred light. The mourning pilgrims wonder. And leave the paths of night. Their glowing hearts in rapture All flll'd with joy divine. Burst forth in shouting glory. And lik'-; their Master shine. 3 Come, let's begin the antliems. And join the choir above. To praise our blessed Jesus, And bless the God we love. All glory, glory, glory, Salvation to our God, 249 Hosanna to oui' Jesus, Who wash'd us in liis blood. 4 TJie courts of heaven are ringing" With songs of highest strains, And ceaseless praise is rolling Along the flowery plains. O could we rise triumphant. And join with those above To shout and sing forever. Free grace and dying love. 229. C. M. 1 THE evils that beset our path Who can prevent or- cure? We stand upon the brink of death; When most we seem secure. 2 If we to-day, sweet peace possess. It soon may be withdrawn; Some change may plunge us in distress. Before to-morrow's dawn. 3 Disease and pain invade our health. And find an easy prey; And oft, when least expected, wealth Takes wings and flies away. 4 A fever or a blow can shake Our wisdom's boasted rule; And of the brightest genius make, A madman or a fool. 250 5 The gourds, from which we look for Produce us only pain; [fruit, A worm unseen attacks the root, And all our hopes are vain. 6 Since sin has fili'd the earth with wo, And creatures fade and die; Lord wean ourhearts from things below, And fix our hopes on liigh. 230. C. M. 1 WHEN rising from the bed of death, O'ervvhehn'd with guilt and fear, I view my Maker face to face, O how sliall I appear! 2 If yet while pardon may be found, And mercy may be sought, My soul witli inward horror shrinks. And trembles at the thought. 3 When thou, O Lord, shalt stand disclos'd In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, '' O how'shall 1 a]) pear! 4 O may my broken, contrite heart. Timely my sins lament. And early with repentant tears, Eternsd wo prevent, 5 Behold the sorrows of my heart, Ere yet it be too late; And hear my Saviour's dying groan, To give those sorrows weight! 251 6 For never shall my soul despair Her pardon to secure, "Who knows thine only Son hath died To make that pardon sure. 231. C. M. 1 WHAT poor despised company Of travellers arc these, That walk in yonder narrow way, Along' that merged maze? 2 Ah! these are of a royal Hne, All children of a King; < Heirs of immortal crowns divine; And lo! for joy they sing. 3 Why do they then appear so mean? And why so much despis'd? Because of tlieir rich robes unseen The world is not appriz'd 4 But some of them seem poor, distressed, And lacking daily bread? Ah! they are of boundless wealtli pos- sess'd, Witli hidden manna fed. 5 But why keep they that narrow road. That rugged thorny maze? Why, that's the way theu* leader trod. They love and keep his ways. 6 Why must they shun the pleasant path That worldings love so well? 252 Because that is the road to death, The open road to hell. 7" What! is there theu no other road To Salem's happy grounds- Christ is the only way to God, None other can be found. 232. L. M. 1 WHO is this heavenly person? who? In g-arments dyed methinks I sae, That comes from Edom, drest in wo, That comes from Bozrah unto me? 2 'Tis my Redeemer from above, Jesus, the Saviour — }es, *tis he: Great is liis streng-th, and great his love: He groan'd, he bled, he died for me. 3 New life his blood and wounds afford. My sins have made his body bleed, I'll go and meet my dearest Lord, And tell him how 1 hate the deed. 4 His dying love my soul constrains. While thus I view liis sufl'rings o'er, To hate the cause of all his pains. To love his precepts more and more. 5 Now I'm engag'd by sacred ties, I charg'e my heart no more to stray From him who dwells aho^ e the skies. Nor grieve nor tempt my Lord away. 253 ■ 233. 7's. 1 WHO is as the Cliristain gi*eat! Bought, and wash'd with sacred blood, Crowns he sees beneath his feet. Soars aloft, and walks with God. 2 Who is as the Christian wise! He his nought for all hath given, Boug-lit tlie pearl of greatest price, Nobly barter'd eartli for heaven. 3 Who is as the Christian blest! He hath found the long-sought stone, He is join'd to Christ his rest. He and happiness are one. 4 Earth and heaven together meet. Gifts in him and graces join, Make the character complete. All immortal, all divine. 5 Lo! his clothing is the sun, Tlie bright sun of righteousness, He hath put salvation on, Jesus is his beauteous dress. 6 Lo! he feeds on living bread. Drinks the fountain from above. Leans on Jesu's breast his head; Feasts for ever on his love. 7 Angels here his servants arc, Spread for him their golden wings. To his throne of glory bear. Seat him by the King of khigs. 254 234. P. M. WHITHER go'st thou, pilgrim, straii g-er, Passing through this dartsome vale? Know'st tl\ou not, 'tis full of danger, And will not thy courage fail? /'m hound for the kingdom, &c. . PILGRIM, thou dost justly call me, Wand'ring o'er this waste so wide; Yet no harm will e'er befal me. While I'm blest with such a GUIDE. Such a Guide! — No guide attends tliee, Hence for thee my fears arise; If a guardian power befriend thee, 'Tis unseen by moilal eyes. Yes, unseen — but still believe me. Such a Guide my steps attends; He'll in every strait relieve me, He from every harm defend. Pilgrim! see that stream before thee. Darkly M'inding through the vale; Shovdd its deadly Mavcs roll o'er thee. Would not then thy courage fail? • No: that stream has nothing frightful, To its brink my steps I bend. There to plunge will be delightful — There my pilgrimage will end. 255 7 While I g-az'd — with speed surprising-, Down the stream she plung-'d from sig-ht; Gazing- still, I saw her rising- Like an angel, clothed with light. 235. P. M. 1. WHAT happy cliildrenj who follow Jesus Into the liouse of prayer and praise; And join in union, while love increases. Resolved this way to spend our days: Altho' we're hated by the world and Sa- tiin. By the flesh, and such as love not God; Yet happy moments anol joyful seasons, We oft-times find on Canaan's road. 2 Since we've been waiting- on blessed Jesus, We've felt some strength come from above; Our hearts have burned with holy rap- ture, We long to be absorbed by love: Then let us hold fast what is given, And trust in God for time to come: Sure we shall find our way to heaven. So farewell, brethren, we're go'mg home. 256 3 And as we go, let us praise our Jesus, And pray for those who spurn his grace; Lest they sliould lose love's richest trea- sure, And ne'er enjoy his smiling face; Now here's my heart and my best wishes, In token of my Christian love; In hopes with you to praise my Jesus, So farewell, brethren, we'll meet above. 236. L. M. 1 WHEN on the cross, my Lord I see, Bleeding to death for wretclied me, Satan and sin no more can move, For I fiva all transformd to love. 2 His thorns and nails, pierc'd thro' my heart In ev'ry groan I have a part; I view his wounds with streaming eyes, But see! he bows his head and dies! 3 Come, sinners, view the Lamb of God, Wounded and dead, andbatli'd in blood; Behold his side and venture near. The well of endless life is here. 4 Here 1 forget my cares and pains; I drink, yet still my thirst remains; Only the fountain head above, Can satisfy the thirst of love. 257 237. L M. 1 WHILE in the heat of youthful blood, Remember your creator God: Behold the days coine hustenins^ on, ^Vhen you shall sa}-, '^my joys are gone." 2 God from on hig-h beholds your thoughts, His book records your secret faults; The works of darkness you have done. Must all appear before the sun. 3 The vengeance to your follies due, Should strike your heai'ts with terrorthro* How will }'e stand before his face. Or answer for neglected grace? 4 Behold the aged sinner goes. Laden with guilt and heavy woes, Down to tiie regions of the dead, With endles curses on his head. 5 The dust returns to dust again, The soul in agonies of pain Ascend to God; not there to dwell, But hears her doom, and sinks to hell. 6 O sinners now turn off your eyes. From these alluring vanities, Come seek the Lord without delay The invitation is to-day, \7 258 2S8. 8. 8, 6. 1 WHEN thou, my righteous Judge, sbaltl come To fetcli thy ransom'd people home, Shall 1 among them stand? Shall such a worthless worm as 1, Who sometimes am afraid to die, Be found at thy right hand? 2 I love to meet among them now, Before thy gracious i'eet to bow, 'Ihough weakest of them all: But can I bear the piercing thought! "What if my name should be left out, When thou for them shall call! 3 Pre\ent, prevent it by thy grace; Be thou, dear Lord, my hiding-place, i In this til' accepted day: Thy pard'ning voice, O let me hear, To htill my unbelieving fear; Nor let me fall, I pray. 4 Let me among thy saints be found, "Whene'er the archangel's trump shall sound, To see thy smiling face: Then loudest of the crowd I'll sing, While heavn's resounding mansions ring With shouti of sov'reign grace. 239 239. L. M. 1 WHEN I survey the wondrous cross On which tl\e Prince of Glory di*d. My richest gain I count but loss. And pour contempt on all my pride ? Forbid it. Lord, that I should boast. Save in the death of Clirist, my God: All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to thy blood. 2 See from his head, his hands, his feet. Sorrow and love flow mingled down. Did e'er such love and sorrow meet. Or thorns compose so rich a crown? Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small; Love so amazing, so divine. Demands my soul, my life, my all. 240. P. M. 1 WHAT wondrous love is this, 0! my soul ! O ! my soul ! What wondrous love is this, O my soul.' What wondrous love is this, that caus'd the Lord of bliss. To send this precious peace to my soul, to ray soul. To send this precious peace to my soul. 260 2 Wlien I was sinking down, &c. When I was sinking down, &.c. "When I was sinking down, beneath God's righteous frown, Christ laid aside his crown, for my soul, for my soul, Christ laid aside his crown^ &c. 3 Ye winged seraphs fly, bear the news, bear the news. Ye winged seraphs fly, &c. Ye winged seraphs fly, like comets through the sky, Fill vast eternity with the news, &.c. Fill vast eternity, &.c. 4 Ye friends of Zion's King, join his praise, &c. Ye friends of Zion's King, &c. Ye friends of Zion's King, with hearts and voices sing. And strike each tuneful string in his praise, &c. And strike each, &.c. 5 To God and to the Lamb I will sing, &c.- To God and to the Lamb, &c. To God and to the Lamb, who is the great I AM! While millions join the theme I will sing, &.C. While millions join, Sec. 261 6 And when from death Vm free, 1*11 sin^ on, &c. And when from death I'm free, &c. And wlien from death I'm free, I'll sing and joyful be; And through eternitv I'll sing- on, &c. And through eternity, 8cc. 241. C. M. 1 WHEN 1 can read my title clear To mansions in the skies, I'll bid firewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyes. 2 Should earth against my soul engage? And fiery darts be hurl'd, Then I can smile at Satan's rage, And face a frowning world. 3 Let cares like a wild deluge come, Let storms of sorrow fall; So 1 but safely reach my home. My God, my heav'n, m}' all: 4 There I shall bathe my weary soul In seas of heavenly rest, And not a wave of troulile roll Across my peaceful breast. 242. C. M. 1 WHEN, bending o'er the brink of life. My trembling soul shall stand, Waiting to pass death's awful flood. Great God, at thy command! 262 2 When weeping friends surround my bed, And close my sig-htless eyes. When shatter'd by the weight of years This broken body lies: 3 When ev*ry long- lov'd scene of life Stands ready to depart; When the last sigh tliat shakes the frame Shall rend this bursting heart: 4 O, thou great Source of joy supreme, Whose arm alone can save, Dispel the darkness that surrounds The entrance to the grave! 5 Lay thy supporting gentle hand Beneath my sinking head; And, with a ray of love divine, Illume my dying bed! 6 Leaning on tliy dear faithful breast. May 1 resign my breatii! And, in tliy iuncl embraces, lose "The biUerness of death!" 245. P. M. V 1 WHAT sound is tiiis salutes mine ear, Methinks 'tis Jubilee's trump I hear. Long look'd for now has come; It shakes the heavens, the earth, the sea, Proclaims the year of Jubilc(% Return ye exiles home. 265 2 Behold the new Jerasalem^ Illumiuated by the Lamb; In glory doth appear. Fair Zion rislnep from the tomh. To meet the brirlegroom now he's come* And hail the jubilee year. 3 King Jesus takes her to his arms. Transported with his glorious charms. She thus begins to sing: [pains. From tears, and sighs, and groan-*, and She soars where joy immortal reigns. To view the rosy spring. 4 As larks and linnets sweetly sing. While hills and vallies round them ring, *Scaped from the fowler's snare. One thousand years she here shall dwell, , While Satan is chained down in heli, Which ends the jubilee year. 5 The dragon is let loose once mo-e. And round the earth his trumpets roar, He's now for war again; But he that sits upon the throne, Drives Satan and his legions down. Into the fi'iy main. 244. 8. 7. 1 WHEN I view my Saviour bleeding For my sins upon the tree; O how wondrous! — how exceeding^ Great his 1 )ve appear* to me' 2(i4 Floods of" deep distress :\nd anguish To impede his labors came; Yet they all could not extint,'-ui.sh Love's eternal, burninc;' flainc. Now redemption is com])letcd^ Full salvation is procur'd; Death and Satan arc defeated By the suff'ring-s he endur'd. Now the gracious Mediator, Risen to the courts of bliss. Claims for me, a sinfid creature, Pardon, righteousness, and peace. 245. S. M. WHAT cheering words are these' Their sweetness who can telP In time and to eternity, 'Tis with the righteous well. In ev'ry state secure. Kept by Jehovah's eye, 'Tis well with them while life endures. And well when cidl'd to die. 'Tis well when joys arise, 'Tis well when sorrows flow; 'Tis well when darkness veils the skies. And strong tcm])tations blow. 'Tis well when at his throne, They wrestle, weep, and pray, 'Tis well when at his feet they groan. Yet bring their wants away. 265 5 'Tis well when Jesus calls, F;rom earth and sui, arise, Join with the host of virg-in souls, ^lade to salvation wise. 246. P. M. 1 WHEN frowning- death appears. And points liisfutal dart, What dark forebodings fears Distract the sinner's heart! The dreadful blow No arm can stay. But torn away He sinks to wo. 2 Now every hope denied, Bereft of every good, He must the wrath abide Of an avenging God; No mercy there Will greet his ear, Nor wipe the tear Of black despair. S Sinners, awake, attend, And flee the wrath to come; Make Christ, the Judge, your friend, And heav'n shall be your home. His mercy nigh, Now points the path That leads from death To joys on high. 566 247. P. M. 1 WHY should I be affrig-hted at pesti- lence or war, The fiercer be the tempest the sooner it is o'er. With Jesus in the vessel, the billows rise in vain, They only will convey me to yon Elysian plain. With Glory in my Soul. 2 This is a land of dang-ers, and foes they press me hard, But Jesus, he has promised that he will be my g-uard, Then 1 shall nat be tempted above what I can bear, When fig-hting's done, escorted his king-- dom then to share, &c. 3 Although my flesh is mortal, immortal is my hope; I'll try like holy Moses to gain the moun- tain top, There at Jehovah's bidding", with cheerful- ness to die — And then ascend to Heaven to reign above the sky, &c, 4 From him 1 have my orders, and while I do obey, I find his Holy Spirit illuminates my way. 267 The way is so deliglitful I wish to travel on, Till I am call'd away to receive a starry crown, &c. 5 I feel that Jesus loves me, but why, I do not know, To him Im so unfaithful in what I have to do, I grieve to see my failings, but he does all forgive, Which makes me love him more, and by faith in him I live, &c. 6 Though sinners do despise me, and laugh at vvliat I say, I find a little number walks with me in the way, Come on, come on, my brethren, they laugh at Jesus too. The crown appears before me, and Ileav'n is in niy view, &c 7 We soon shall gain fair Canaan, and on that happy shore, Beyond the reach of sorrow, we'll shout for evermore; There walk the golden pavement, and blood wash'd garments wear, And to increase our pleasui-e, our Jesus will be there, &.c. 8 My song 1 must conclude, tliough it ig against my will. 268 I want to have the power, to sing while I can feel — -^ 1 long" to see the time, when immortal I shall be, And shout and shout his praises through vast Eternity! With Glory in my Soul. 248. P. M. 1 WHERP: shall true believers go. When from the flesh they fly? Glorious joys ordained to know. They mount above the sky, To that brig-ht celestial place; There they sliall in raptures live More tlian tongue can e'er express, Or heart can e'er conceive. 2 When they once are enter'd there. Their mourning days are o'er. Pain, and sin, and want, and care, And sighing is no more; Subject then to no decay, Heavenly bodies they put on, Swifter than tlic lii^iilning's ray. And brighter thun the sun. * 3 But their greatest liappiness. Their highest joy shall be God their Saviour to possess. To know, and love, and see: 269 With that beatific sight Glorious ecstacy is giy'ri, This is their supreme delight. And makes a heaven of heaven. Him beholding face to face. To him they glory give, Bless his name, and sing his praise, As long as God shall livci While eternal ages roll. Thus employ'd in heaven they are: Lord, receive my happy soul With all thy servants there! 249. C. M. WHEN blooming youth is snatch'd away By death's resistless hand, Our hearts the mournful tribute pay, Which pity must demand. While pity prompts the I'ising sigh. Oh, may this truth, imprest With awful pow'r — ''I too must die" — Sink deep in ev'ry breast. The voice of this alarming scene May ev'ry heart obey; Nor be the heav'nly warning vain, Whicli calls to watch, and pray. Oh, let us fly, to Jesus fly, ^ Whose powerful arm can save; Then shall our hopes ascend on high, And triumpli o'er the grave. 270 250. L. M. WHENE'ER a sinner turns to God, With contrite heart and fiowinj^ eyes. The happy news makes ang-els smile, And tell the joy above the skies. Well may the church below rejoice, And echo back the heavenly sound: This soul was dead, but now's alive, This sheep was lost, but now is found. Glory to God on high be giv'n, For his unbounded love to men? Let saints below, and saints above. In concert join their loud. Amen. i^51. P. M. WE read of commotions and signs in the skies, The sun and the moon shall be cloth'd in disguise, And when you shall see all these tokens appear. Then hold up your heads your redemp- tion draws near. O then the aich angel the trumpet shall sound, And awake all the saints that sleep under ground, [arise The sound of tlie trumpet shall bid you To meet your redemption with love and surprise. 271 8 And then our dear Jesus our 3oals will re- ceive, From bonds of corruption our bodies re- lieve; Then we shall be all uncorrupted and free, And sing of redemption wherever we be. 4 Redeemed from sin and redeemed from death Redeem'd from corruption — redeem'd from the earth, Redeem'd from perdition redeem'd from all wo, [g-o. We'll sing of redemption wherever we 5 Redeemed from pain and redeem'd from distress, The fruits of redemption no tongue can express; [love. Redemption was purchas'd by Jesus's We'll sing of redemption in heav*n above. 252. P. iM. 1 WE, like the disciples, are toss'd , By storms on the perilous deep; But cannot be possibly lost. Whilst Jesus has charge of the ship; Tho' billows and winds are enrag'd, And threaten lo make us their sport. This pilot his word has engag'd To bring us in safety to port. 212 2 If sometimes we strug-g-le alone, And he be withdrawn from our view? It makes us more willing to own We nothing" without him can do: , Then Satan our hopes would assail, But Jesus is still within call; And when our poor efforts quite fail, He comes in g'ood time, and does all. 3 Yet Lord, we are ready to shrink Unless we thy presence perceive; O save us (we cry) or we sink; We would, but we cannot believe: The nig"ht has been long- and severe, The winds and tlie seas are still high: Dear Saviour this moment appear, And say to our souls, ''Jt is I!" 253. P. iM. 1 WHAT hast thou not performed, Lord to retrieve my loss. While I was so deformed By sin and earthly dross i* The sense of lost salvation Quite drove me to despair, But thine own incarnation Brought my redemption near. 2 I lay in fetters groaning. Thou cam'st to set me free, My sliame Iwas bemoaning; With grace thou clothedst me. 273 Thou raisest me to glory; Endow'st me with thy bliss, Which is not transitory, As worldly treasure is. 3 What caus'd thy incarnation? What brought thee down to me? Thy love to my salvation Contriv'd my liberty. O love beyond expression! (Wherewith thou dost embrace Mankind in its transgression) From thee, the source of grace. 4 Let this consideration Heal up youi' wounds within. Ye sons of desolation, That feel the smart of sin. Take courage, your salvation Stands waiting at the door; The gospel consolation. Is nearer than before. 5 Be not cast down or fright'ned At sin, tho' ne'er so great; No: Jesus is delighted The greatest to remit. He comes, repenting sinners With life and love to crown; 18 274 And make them happy v hmer&i Of glory hke his own. 6 He comes to pass his sentence On all his enemies; But children of repentance Shall meet with love and peace; Come, Prince of grace and wonder! Fretch thy beloved home; Reveal thy glories yonder, Thy longing- spouse says, come! " -254. P, M. 1 YOUTH, like the spring-, will soon bt gone, By fleeting time, or conq'ring death; Yon morning sun may set at noon, And leave you ever in the dark: Your sparkling eyes and blo(iming cheeks Must wither like the blasted rose, The coffin, earth, and winding sheet. Will soon your active limbs enclose. 2 Ye heedless ones that wildly stroll, The grave must soon become your bed Where silence reigns, and vapours roll, In solemn silence round your head: Your friends may pass that lonesom' place. And with a sigh move slowly on. Still gazing on the spires of grass, With which your graves are overgrown 275 - 3 But O! the soul where vengeance reigns, It sinks with groans and ceaseless cries. It rolls amidst the burning flames In endless wo and agonies: There swallow'd up in darkest night, Where devils howl, and thunders roar. To rage in keen despair and guilt, [o'er, NVhen thousand thousand years are 4 O! fellow youth, tliis is the state Of all who do free grace refuse. And soon with you ^twill be too late. The way of life in Christ to choose : Ck)me, lay your canial weapons by. No longer fight against your God; But with the gospel terms comply. And heaven shall be yo ir great re- ward. 255. S. M. t YE happy pilgrims come! Your drooping spirits raise; Our Jesus will soon take us home. To sing his endless praise. Hallelujah, hal. hal. 2 O happy, happy day, When we shall meet above: To pass eternity away. In singing Jesus's love. 3 That love tm earth we feel. Shed in our hearts abroad. 276 It saves us from a present heli, And makes us meet for God. 4 Love makes a heaven below, The same with that on high : And this we prove while on we go, To meet above the sky. 5 Our raptur'd souls shall fly, Upborne on angels' wings, To live enthron'd above the sky. And live as priests and kings. 6 Our lasting home is there. Where Jesus shews his face; And spreads his glories every where, Throughout the boundless space. 7 The prize — behold how bright. It glitters through the sky! Haste pilgi'ims, haste, and run, andfigi^! And seize the crown so nigh. Hallelujah, hal. hah We are on our journey home. 256. P. M. 1 YE soldiers of Jesus pray stand to yc arms. Prepare for the battle, the gospel alarm The trumpets are sounding, come soldi' and see. The standard arid colors of sweet liberty 2 Tho* Satan's black trumpet is soundL so near, 277 rake courage brave soldiers, his armies we dare: n the strength of King Jesus we dare him to fight, iVe'll put his black armies of ahens to flight. 1 In the mount of Salvation, in Christs' ar- mory, rhere's swords, shields, and breast-plates, and helmets for thee; 3 be not faint-hearted tho' he roars like a flood, tle'U not stand before the bright armies of God. 1 To battle, to battle, the trumpets doth sound rhe watchmen are crying fair Zion around: rhe signal for vict'ry! hark! hark! from the sky; Shout, shout ye strong armies, the watch- men all cry. 5 As the great Goliah, Ap oily on shall fall; With the sword of the Spirit we'll conquer them all; We'll leave no opposers alive in the field, By the strength of Jehovah we'll force them to yield. 6 Thro' Jesus, our wisdom, we'll baffle his rage, [engage; My heart beata for conquest, come soldiers 278 The trinnpets are sounding — the armu appear, We'll not leave one standhig from front to the rear 7 King" Jesus is riding the white horse be- '' fore, The watchmen close after,the trumpet doth roar, Some shouting, some singing, salvation they cry In the strength of Iving Jesus all hell we defy. 8 Fair Zion is shouting to her conq'ring King, Salvation to Jesus, the armies doth sing; ApoUyon we've conquer'd and sunk in tlie flood: [God? Who can withstand the bright armies of 9 Behold all the armies are now marching home, God's trumpet is sounding, and bids them to come. All Zion's fair armies together doth meet, And lay down their armour at Jesus' feet. 10 The angelic army with Zion combines; | In robes of br-ght glory eternally shines; All shouting and singing on Canaan's bright shore. Where wars and commotions can reach tliem no more. 279 11 Cheer up, yc dear pilgrims, the time's drawinj^ nigh, Wlien we shall meet Jesus' bright hosts in the sky : Our friends :ind relations in Jesus so dear. Both preachers and people shall then meet us there. 12 We'll join the bright harpers in anthems divine, Whose crowns witli bright diamonds the sun doth outshine, To the praise of King Jesus we'll tune our harps tlien, Salvation and glory to Jesus, Amen. 2.57. C. M. 1 YE saints, assist me in my song- Let all your passions move; To Jesus all the notes belong— I sing redeeming love. 2 Opposing spirits 'gainst his cross. Their force united prove; But quit the field with mighty loss, Crush'd by redeemihg love. 3 Around the circle of his friends His tender passions move; And while he liv'd his constant theme Was still redeeming love. 4 Gently he rais'd his sacred hands, Before liis last remove : 280 And the last whispers of his tongue, Sigh'd forth redeeming love. 5 Thro' life's wide waste, with weary feet. In darkness I may rove; But never can my heart forget Redeeming, dying love. 6 Oh, that before his sacred throne, I all its sv/eets may prove; Still as my pleasures rise, my song Shall be redeeming love. 258. P. M. 1 YE children of Zion, who're aiming for glory, Enlisted with Jesus to fight against hell, New Canaan's bright borders are now just before you, Though Jordan's proud billows its banks overs well. Ten thousand have cross'd it, and are now in glory, All shouting and telling the triumphant story, And Jesus, our Saviour, will bring us all over, In the land of sweet Canaan for ever to dwell. 2 This makes my heart joyful, it fills me with pleasure, [o'er; That sufF'ring and toiling will one day be 281 At the feet of my Saviour Til there count my treasure; Where sin, pain, and sorrow can reach me no more. Be bold and courageous, and fear not the devil, Though he should speak of you all manner of evil, For though Satan rages, yet Jesus engages, To bring us all shouting to Canaan's briglit shore. 3 Like sliips on the ocean we're toss'd by commotion, But Christ is the pilot, and he's a sure guide : If sick and afflicted, kind love has a lotion Which flows in abundance from Jesus "s side. Though Satan's wild whirlwinds like de- luges roaring, And floods of temptation as hail are down pouring. Though devils should haunt you, yet let them not daunt you, Fof Jesus rules over 'the wind and the tide. 4 His love so constrains me, this earth can't contain me, My soul is so joyful, I'm fill'd with new wine, *ris grace that supports rne, and glory awaits me. 282 While beams from sweet heaven all round me cloth shine. Brig-ht ang-els attend me where'er I am ■i);n 'o» Sweet Jesus (hrects me, whatever I'm doing-; A subject of wonder, on which ang-els ponder, That beg-g-iirs arc raised to a life so di- vine. 259. P. M. 1 YE son? of war T pray draw near, And list as g-enerous volunteers, Become our royal brothers here, I mean as valiant soldiers, You'll enter into present pay, And feasting live from day to day. Then turn about and march away. And Jesus will support you. 2 Ye careless sons of Adam's race. Who long- have trod in folly's ways, O turn about to Zion's face, And meet Appollyon's forces; Gird on your sword and glittering shield, And with your helmet take the field. And fight your way and never yield, And Jesus will support you. 3 The bounty you shall have in hand. If you will list in Jesu's band. Your captain in the front will stand And beat your foes before you; Come throw your rebel weapons down, And seek for honour and renown. And you shall wear a stiu-ry crown. For Jesus will support you. 4 Desert the cause of heaven's foe. Before you plung-e in endless wo, New courag-e take to Jesus g-o, And he will now receive you; From sin and Satan you'll g-et free. And liappy seasons you shall see, And g-ain the Christian's liberty, For Jesus will support you. 5 And when the war is at an end, Our Captain still will be our friend, "We'll wing our way and up ascend To reig"n with him in g-lory. Then all our tears be wipd away. Our night be turn'd to endless day. And on our golden harps we'll play. The joyful song of heaven. 260. P. M. 1 YE jewels of my master. Who shine with heavenly rays. Amidst the beams of gloiy Reflect immortal blaze. Ye diamonds of beauty, With pleasing Uistre crown'd, 284 of heavenly extraction, To Zion's city bound. Ye lambs of my Redeemer, The purchase of his blood, Who feed among the lilies, Beside the purple flood; Go on, ye happy pilgrims. Your journey still pursue, And at an humble distance I'll sing" and follow too. Speak often to each other, To cheer the fainting mind, And often be your voices In pure devotion join'd; Though trials may await you. The crown before you lies; Take courage, brother pilgrims, And soon you'll win the prize. Ye shall be mine, says Jesus, In that auspicious day, AVhen I make up my jewels, Releas'd from cmnb'rous clay. He'll polish and refine you From worthless dross and tin. And to his heavenly kingdom Will bid you enter in. On that important morning. When bursting tliunders sound. And nimble light'nings waving, Shall wing the gloom profound, 285 Lift up your heads rejoicing", And clap your joyful hands^ Lo! you're redeem'd for ever From death's corrupted bands. We'll range the wide dominion Of our Redeemer round. And in dissolving- raptures Be lost in love profound: While all the fluming- liarpers Begin the lasting song, With liallelujalis rolling From the unnumber'd throng. 261. C. M. YE weary, heavy laden souls, Who are oppressed sore, Ye trav'llers through the wnlderncss. To Canaan's peaceful shore: Through chilling winds, and beating rain. The waters deep and cold, And enemies surrounding you, Take courage and be bold. Sometimes like mountains to the sky, Black Jordan's billows roar, Which often make the pilgrims fear. They never will get o'er: But let us gain mount Pisgah's top, And view the vernal plain. To fright our souls may Jordan roar, And hell may rage in vain. 286 3 0, what a g-lorious sight appears, To my believing eyes; Methinks I see Jerusalem, A city in the skies : Bright angels whisp'ring me away, "O come, my brother, come," And I am willing to be gone To my eternal home. 4 Farewell, my brethren in the Lord, Who are to Canaan bound: And should we never meet again Till the jubilee trump shall sound, I hope that I shall meet you there, On that delightful shore; In oceans of eternal bliss. Where partmg is no more. 26^2. P. M. 1 YES, O Christ, from every creature, Praise shall to thy name be giv'n; "Worthy thou of more and greater. King of saints, and King of heav'n! Kindling transports Swell our hearts and tune our tongues. 2 Tho' our Lord is taken from us, Present but in spirit now, This Ills faithful word of promise Made, while sojourning below; "Where I enter, *'Tliither shall my servants come. 287 3 Him we praise for his ascension. Conqueror of sin and death; Gone up to prepare a mansion For his ransom'd flock beneath; They shall quickly Reig-n with him in glory tliere. 4 There already is our treasure, There our heart, our hope, our crown; Thence on sublunary pleasure. We, with holy scorn, look down, Earth hath nothing- Worth a moment's transient thought. 5 We shall soon in bliss adore thee. Gain the realms of endless day; Soon be gather'd home to glory, All our tears be wip'd away; There, for evei". Sing the Lamb's new song of love. 263. P. M. 1 YE angels, who stand round the tlironC;, And view my Immanuel's face, In rapturous songs make him known ; Tune, tune your soft harps to his praise ; He form'd you the spirits you are. So happy, so noble, so good; When otliers sunk down in despair, Confirm'd by his power, ye stood. 2 Ye saints, who stand nearer than they, And cast your bright crowns at his feet, 388 His grace and Iiis glory display, And all his rich mercy repeat. He snatch'd you from hell and the grave- He ransom'd from death and despair: For you he was mighty to save, Almighty to bring you safe there. 3 Oh, when will the period appear, When I shall unite in your song? I'm weary of lingering here. And I to your Saviour belong! I'm fettey'd and chain'd up in clay; I struggle and pant to be free; I long to be soaring away, My God and my Saviour to see! 4 I want to put on my attire, Wash'd w hite in the blood of theLamb; I want to be one of your choir, And tune my sweet harp to his name; I want — Oh, 1 want to be there, Wliere sorrow and sin bid adieu — Your joy and your friendship to share — To wonder, and worship with you! 264. L. M. 1 YE saints of Jesus courage take, Having enlisted, ne'er look back, We're sure to find the Lord at hand, While marching to the promis'd land. This is the way to heaven, hallelujah^ &c. 289 2 We're trav'Uing throug-h the wilderncBs, And bound for everlasting bliss; By faith in God we firm can stand, And march away to the promis'd land. 3 While on our journey here below. We look beyond this vale.of wo, And pray and wait till Christ shall send. To take us to the ])romis'd land. 4 Tho' storms may rise, and thunders roll, Convulse the c^lobc from pole to pole, Undaunted still our souls shrdl stand, For soon we'll reacli the promis'd land. 5 Our fellow pilgVims there shall meet, And brethren shall each other greet, Admiring angels round us stand, And welcome home to the promis'd land, 6 All tears shall then be wip'd away For there's no soitow night nor day, But all unite to adore the hand. That brought us safe to the promis'dland. ADDITIONAL HYMNS. 265. C. M. 1 AS Jacob did in days of old, So will my soul do now^ "W'restle, and on my Jesus hold, Nor will I let him go. 19 290 2 1 come encourag-'dby thy woid, Tliat mercy thou wilt show; Except thou bkss me blessed Lord, I will not let thve g-o. 3 I come to ask forg-ivcnessfree, 'I'lio' 1 have been ihy foo? Except thou g-rant it, Lord to me, 1 will ;iOt let tliee ,q-o. 4 I come to open all my wounds, My sorrows and my wo; Except thy healing- grace abounds, I will not let thee g-o. 5 I come to tell thee all my fears, And conflicts here below; Except thy mercy. Lord, appears, I will notlet thet^ g'O. 6 I to come ask for all thy love. And all thou canst bestow: Except these blessings, Lord I prove, I will not let thee go. 266. C. M. 1 At Jacob's well a stranger sought, His drooping frame to cheer: Samaria's daiiglitcr little thought That Jacob's God was thepe. 2 This had she known, her fiintingm'nd. For richer draughts had sigh'd! Nor had Messiah, ever kind. Those richer draught* deni'd* 291 3 This ancient well, no glass so true. Our nature's imag-e shows; Here Christ presents himself to view. But who the strnnf^-er knows? 4 Yet sinners must the Saviour knovr,'^ Or soon their loss deplore; Come see the living- waters flow, Come, drink, and thirst no piore. 26r. C. M. 1 DO any ask tlie reason why We liere tog^ether meet? To s\ich inquii'ies we reply. To bow at Jesus feet. 2 Do you of us ai^ain demand, V\ hy we tug-t-tlicr come? We're travellaig- to a distant land, P'or this is not our home. 3 Do you ag-ain demand of us, Our native town and place? It*s cali'd Spiritual Wickedness, — Whence we are snatcii'd by grace. 4 If still the natives blind rem.ain^ And don't tlie reason know — From Egypt, we reply again. And unto Canaan go. Ask then no more, unless you mean. Travelling with us to go, And own and feel yourselves unclean, Resolv'dour Christ to know. 292 6 If so, we glacUy you receive, Into our compuiiy . ' , .- ^„^ Come sinners, come, repent, believe, And Abba, Father, cry. 7 But if you will not with us go, Don't ev'ly us intreat; Your land we're only tvav'Umg thro , Our Saviour God, to meet. • 268. C. M. 1 GREAT source from whom all bles.ng. To thee for help Ulee; jnovv In all my complicated wo, Lord, remember me. 2 When with a broken, contrite heart, Ihft mine eyes to thee. Thy name proclaim— thyself impart, In love remember me. 3 If L for thy dear sacred name, Reproach'd and slander'd be; I'll glory in reproach and shame, If thou remember me. ^ , . 4 And when 1 tread the vale of death. And bow at thy decree. Saviour, with- my last tault'nng breath I'll cry — Remember me. 260. P. M. Original, by T. J. Messierc. of England. 1 JESUS give me when I die, Much of tliy consoling power, 293 Let me up to glory fly, Welcome the appointed hour, WhicH shall all my sorrows chase, Give in heaven my soul a place. 2 Help me Lord to lose my hold Of the things whicl) keep me here} Muke my contrite spirit bold Chase away distressing fear! So shall I with transport rise, Taste the bliss of Paradise. 3 When my Spirit is releas'd, Let me find my home in thee, Where my joy shall be increas'd. Where I shall my Jesus see — Lost in ecstacy and love, Sing his matchless grace above. 4 Why should earth my spirit bind. When such prospects are reveal'd? Let me rest in Jesus find. Let me be by Jesas seal'd, Find at last thro' Jesus' btood. All my happiness in God. 270. 8, 7, 4. 1 LISTEN to the awful story, See the great white throne appear! View the Saviour in his glory. On a cloud advancing near? Give attention ! Kow the great Archangel near! 294 2 See the flaming- hosts descending-. Banners wavinj^ thro' the skies! All Jeliovali's will attending- Hcaven and earth befoi-e him flies? While tlic trumpet Calls aloud, Ye dead, arise. 3 Now behold, the rocks are rending^! All the g-raves are open'd wide; Kings and conquerors lamenting, How they liv'd in pomp and pride: Rocks and mountains All refuse their guilt to hide. £ri. C. M. 1 MY cheerful soul now all the day- Sits waiting here, and sings; Looks throug-h t!ie ruins of her clay, And practices her wings. 2 Faith almost changes into sight. While from afur she spies Her fair inlieritance in sight Above the starry skies 3 Had but the prison walls been strong And firm without a flaw, In darkness she had dwelt too long. And less of glory saw. 4 But now the everlasting hills Through every chink appears And something of the joy she feels While she's a prisoner here. 295 The rays of heav'n rush sweetly in At ail the g-^ping" flaws: Visions of endless bliss are seen. And native air she draws. 272. CM. O LOPcD, I woiild delight in the©, And on tiiy care depend; To thee in every trouble flee, My best, my only Friend. Vv'hen all created streams are dri'd. Thy fulness is the same; May I with this be satisfi'd, And glory in thy name, i that I had a stronger flxith, To look within the veil, To credit what my Saviour saith, Whose word can never fail ! 273. 8,- 7. L ROUSI'% my soul, from deadly slumber, 'Ihat I nv\y my Saviour please: Teach me wi'sdom, Lord, to number All the remnant of my days. 2 Few they are, and swiftly flying, I am posting to the grave; Gracious God, behold me dying, And from death eternal save. g Then to everlasting glory Let my soul trivmiphant rise, 296 Where the angels all adore thee, In the palace of the skies. 4 Let me join the heav'nly choir, Who in harmony unite; Glowing" with seraphic fire Round the throne of endless night. 274. 1 THE Lord descended from above, Our loss of Eden to retrieve: Great God of universal love, If all the world in thee may live. In me a quick'ning spirit be, And witness thou lias di'd for me. 2 Thou loving, ("ll-atoning Lamb, By all thy pain and agony, Thy bloody sweat, thy g^-ief and shame. Thy cross and passion on the tree. Thy meritorious death, I pray. Take all, take all my sins away. 3 I'll be like Mary at thy feet, And humbly bathe tliein with my tears; The hist'ry of thy love repeat In ev'ry droopinj; siimer's ears: That all may hear the joyful sound, That I, ev'n I, have mercy found. 297 275. P. M. Original, by tho Wesley Protestant Methodist, of Leeds, of Kiigland, 1829- 1 "WHEN by sin overwhelm'd, shame co- vers our face, We look unto Jesus, who saves us by grace AVe call on his name, from tliegulf of des- pair, And he plucks us from hell, in answer to prayer; Prayer, sweet prayer, Be it ever so feeble, there's nothing like prayer. 2 When trials afflict us, and sorrows o'er- flow, When patience is weary, or sunk into wo, If to him we look, on him cast our care. We find certain relief, in answer to prayer: J'rayer, sweet prayer, In all our distresses, there's nothing like prayer. 3 When God we approach, through the Son of his love, Both his mercy and truth, we know we shall prove: For our comfort and peace, his arm is made bare. And his grace we receive, in answer to prayer: 298 Prayer, sweet prayer, Be it ever so humble, there's nothing* like prayer. 4 Holy Spirit of truth, — 'lis thine lo In- spire, The faith that enkindles the spark of de- sire! Which cleanses the heart, and pcrPumes all the air. With the odour of incense, ascending from pr.;yer: Prayer, sweet p.^\^•er, In all acts of devotion, thcri/'s nothing like prayer! 5 When sickness assails, and to death we draw near. We'll face the grim monster, divested of fear, In Jesus's love, we sh:^!! have a full share. While the flame is kept bright in answer to prayer; Prayer, sweet prayer, Both in life and in death there's nothing like pra}er! 276. C. M. 1 ZION, the city of our God, How glorious is the place; The Saviour there has his abode, And Christians see his face. 299 2 Firm against ev'i-y adverse. shock Its mig-hty bulwarks prove; *Tis built upon the llvinp: rock, And wall'd around witli love. 3 There all the fruits of g-lory g-rovv, And joys that never die; And streams of grace and knowledge The soul to satisfy. [flow, 4 Come set your faces Zion-ward, The sacred road inquire; And let a union to tiie Lord Be henceforth your desire. 5 The pfospel shines to give you light. No longer th»'n delay; The Spirit »vaits to guide you right. And Jesus is the way. 6 O Lord, regard tliy people's prayer, 'I'hy promise no a' fulfil; And young and old by grace prepare To dwell on Zlon's'hdl. USUAL CH0RUSSE3. And you'll sing hallelujah, And I'll sinc^ hallelujah, And we'll all sinj^ h:dhlujah, "NVlien we ariive at liome. And I'll sinj^ hallelujah, And glory be to God on high, And I'll sing hallelujah, Here's glory beaming thro' tlie sky. Boundless mercy, all who come-* He will receive. But Jesus, Jesus, is my friend, O hallelujah, Hallelujah, Jesus, Jesus, is my friend. Come, let us join om- hearts and hands, All in one "band completely, We're marching tlu'ough Immanuel'sland, Where the waters flow so sweetly. Don't you hear the archangels singing, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Earth hath notliing. Worth a moment's thought Trumpets cull thee, Come to hear thy sorrowful doom. Farewell, fiu-ewell, farewell, My loving friends, farewell. Fight on, fight on. The crown will soon be gpven. 301 Glorj- be to the new-born King. Praise him, praise him, Glory hallehijah. Glory, honour anfl salvation, Christ the Lord is come to reign. liallelujah, we are on our way above. Hallelujah to the Lamb Who hatli purciKis'd our paidon, "We'll praise liim again, M hen we pass over Jordan. He who bought our souls with blood. Soon will bring us home to God. Ho, every one tliat thirsts, Come ye to the waters, Freely drink and quench your thirst, Zion's sons and daughters. 1 am happy here, and I shall be there, I'm happy on my journey home. I'm bound for the kingdom, Will you go to glory with me? Hallelujah, hallelujah. I own I'm base, I own I'm vile. But mercy's all my plea. Remember Loi-d, thy dying groans, And then remember me. Lord receive us, Lord receive us, All our help must come from thee. 302 Join u» Christians! Join us Christians, j'oin to praise our new-born King-. O glory, glory, hallelujah. Glory be to God that rules on lugh. O be entreated now to stop. For unless you warning take, Ere you are aware, you'll drop Into the burning lake. O help me to praise my loving Saviour; Now for what he has done for me. Glory, honour and salvation, Christ the Lord is come to reign. O Hallelujah, Hallelujah, We are on our journey home. O, sweet Heaven, how 1 long t(J be com- plete. O, sister, are you happy? I'm happy in the Lord. Oh, how precious is the soimd Of Jesus' Name. O, who's like Jesus, hallelujah, Praise ye the Lord, There's none like Jesus, Love and serve the Lord. O, the grace to sinners given! Peace on earth, and crowns in heaven. O the Lamb, the loving Lamb, the Lamb, of Calvary, 303 The Lamb that was slain Rnd liveth again« To intercede for me. O, give him glory, O give him glory, O^ give him gloiy, for glory is his own, 1 will give him glory, 1 will give him glory, I will give him gloi}', fur glory is his own. Palms of A^ctory, Crov.'ns of glory Christ bestows. Sing glory, glory, glory hallelujah, "We'll shovit when we meet him in the air, Hallelujah, hallelujah. Hark! the herald angels sing. Sing glory, honour to the Lord, Salvation to our King, All who are washed in .lesus' blood, His glorious jjraists sing. There's glory, glory, in my soul. It came from Heaven above, "NVhich makes me praise my Lord so loud, And all his ch.ldrfn lo\ e. We his soldiers sure shall be, Happy in eternii}^ Yes, in Heaven we soon shall be. Praising God eternally. FLNTS. INDEX TO SUBJECTS. AUTUMN, an emblem of man, 112 Aslmmecl of Jesus (not) 138 BELIEVER, tnislin^ in Chrst, 25,95,125 grieving- and fearful, 51 burdened and tempted, 52 rejoicing, 152, 157, 167, 57^ 58,64, 67, 99, 245, 248 suffers in hope of Heaven,65, 68, 245 humbled ingratitude, 76,151 heart entirely surrendered,78 rejoicing, 105, 122, 164, 169, 295 longingforHome, 133, 293 praising the Redeemer, 149 interceding for strength, 15l lan:4-uishing for Jesns, 159 fellowship with God, 160 descripf'on of Christ, 164 In prospect of HcAven, 176, 178 choice of the Saviour, 177 grace equal to his day, 192 subject to affliction, &c. 249 jewels of Jesus, 283 iirnRx TO srBJEcTS. CHRISTIAN soldier, lOr, 117, 162, 17. 23, 27, 211, 233, 276, 280, 282 feasting- and happv, 28, 238, 253, 255 with g-lory in view, 50 telling- what the Saviour hath done, 43 convert, 182 not to be hindered, 124 on the road to Canaan, 128 pilgrim, 153,130,285,288,291 manner, 136, 184, 214, 232, 271,280, 300 seeking- Immanuel's ground, 179, 186 reg-retting-his follies, 183 suffering- adversity, 185 man of God, 213 tolls in hope of Heaven, 227 heirs of crowns unknown,251 Jhristians raptured vision, 29 souls knit in union, 190 parting in love, 178, 32, 80, 81, 85,86, 187 union with Christ, 48 troubles make tiiem richer in Heaven, 47, 226, 266 Narrative, 61 pilgTim fighting, 63 20 INDEX TO SUBJECT*- Christianas death happy, 110 happy in Heaven, 111, ^ott Christmas hymn, 98, 173, 84 Children of grace happy, 108 Christ betrayed, crucified, 2 17 Christ's love beyond expression, 27 z praised by every creature, ^a/- incarnation, 297 Church, one family in earth and Heaven, 35,60 rejoicing in converts, 270 Cry from the tombs, 104 DANIEL'S Wisdom, 73 Depth of mercy, 74 Dekth of Christ, 97, 13 , 253, 2o6 259 Death, Resurrection and glory, l^u EVENING Hymns, 132, 133 _ FAITH and Prayer sink mountams, W Friendship, Christian, 221, 222 Funeral Hymns, 244, 261, 269 GRACE will lead us home, 9 fountain free, 220 GOSPEL trumpet and Judgment, U Jubilee sounding, 95 Good old way, 145 HOME sweet in "^^ven 100, 6 Heaven in prospect 16, 72, 195, 2U5, .u^ 224,231,261,275,295 recompenseB the e^le, 20 INDEX TO SUBJECTS. Heaven propitious to the mourning^ penir a holy city, 228 [tent, 70 longed for, U58, 287, 299 Heavenly manna prayed for, 30 Hearts of stone called to relent, 114 Holy Spirit promised, 134 Hours tedious without Christ, 103 JESUS crowned Lord of all, 5 praised for redemption, 10, 279 calls the wanderers home, 55 name sweet to the believer, 88, 240 the soul's physician, 89 our hiding place, 94 sinks the believer's fears, 140 the balm of Gilead 227 does all things well, 155 the Christians all, 146 says 'tis 1, be not afraid, 21 Jesus' love unchanging, 91 -wondrous, 259" name charming, 139 blood a fountain, 121 Judgment Day, 75, 143, 144, 223, 243, 294 Jub.lee song loud as thunder, 113 Jerusalem longed for, 137 LIFE'S span soon done, 148 Lord (The) will provide, 236 Lord's (The) promise plead, 238 Lord (The) comes to his garden, 240 MOURNERS doubts and darkness fled, rejoicing, 59 [33, 197 INDEX TO SUBJECTS- MOURNERS praying for fnith, 79 j desiring pardon, 1d8 at the Judgment, 175 Miracle of grace, 108 * Morning Hymn, 72, 155, 157 Missionary's farewell, 141 Mary at her Saviour's tomb, 149 PRODIGAL'S Repentance, 14, 211 Penitent pleading, 8, 18, 87, 146, 194,292, 294, 299, 296 owning Christ conqueror, 19 viewing the Saviour bleeding 263 beggar, 67, 147 reproaching himself, 183 Penitent's confessions, 22 anxious dovihts, 24, 153 experience, 1 19. going to Jesus, 124 invited to Jesus, 146 soul at Jesus' feet, 180 Praise to the Saviour, 192, 142 Praising at the Judgment, 176 Paul preserved from shipwreck, 135 Prayer, the soul's desire, 193 — sweet, 297 pilgrim (The Femule) 254 REVIVAL, 115, 188, 55 prayed for, 127 Redemption, the believer's song, 116,270 Retirement and devotion, 117 Rock of thy salvation, 126 INDET TO SUBJECTS. Resurrection clay illustrious, 243 Rig-liteous, well with them, 264 SINNER must be born ag-ain, 11 in\ iled to the gospel feast, 33,247 heavy laden, invited to Jesus, 34, 56 poor and needy, invited to Christ, ~ 46, 181 arrested from Calvary, 107 expostulated with, 158, 172,201, 208 admonished of the judgment, 191, 199,200,202 Sinner^^eath without liope, 265 Saviour dying- on Calvary, 204 ricliest source of pleasure, 209 Samaria's daughter, 290 TlMli present only ours, 27 short to all, 235 WEARY travellers to Canaan, 37 Pilgrim's consolation, 53 Wrestling Jacob, 45,289 Wheat antlTares, 212, 230 YOU ra must die, 196, 274, 269 urged to piety, 257 Year Jubilee, .2f)2 ZION encouraged, 170 — glorious, 224 tne city of God, 298. INDEX TO FIRST LINES. The Index to the First Lines will not in every in- stance, correspond with the index to the same Hymns in other books, — Soaie Hymns, &c. have been cur- tailed, where it could be done as a real improvement. I A few more days on earth, 16 Afflictions though they seem, Ah, what can I a sinner do, Alas and did my Saviour bleed, All hail the power of Jesus name, Almig-hty love inspire, Amazing" grace how sweet. Am I a soldier of the cross. An alien from God and a. And can I yet delay, And are our joys so quickly, And let this feeble body. And am I born to die, Approach my soul the mercy, Arise and shine, O Zion fair, A soldier thou hast made At every moment of our, Awaked by Sinai's awful, As Jacob did in days. At Jacob's well a BEGONE unbelief, my Saviour, Behold the tears that mourners. Blest be the tie that binds, Bright scenes of glory. Brethren we have met to, Brother soldier, still fight on, Burst ye emerald gates, 311 CAST thy burden on the Lord, 52 Christ is set on Zion's hill, 40 Children of the heavenly King, 58 Come all ye weary travellers, 36 Come hither all ye weary, 34 Come brethren and sisters, 60 Come all ye wandering pilgrims, 62 Come and taste along- with me, 38 Come brethren dear, who know, 47 Come und taste along- with me, the weary, 52 Come humble souls ye mourners, 59 Come let us join our friends, 60 Come let us join our friends, 35 Come my soul and let us ti-y, 51 Come O thou tiavellev unknown, 45 Come on my partners, 65 Come on my brethren, 50 Come saints and siimers hear, 48 Come souls that long for Jesus, 43 Come poor sinners seek, 56 Come sinners to the gospel feast, 33 Come thou fount of every blessing, 64 Come ye that love the Lord, and let 57 Come ye weary sinners 5S Come ye sinners poor and needy, 46 Come ye happy race 42 Come ye that love the Lord indeed, 41 Convinced of sin, now men 54 DANIEL'S wisdom may I know, 73 Dark and thorny is the desert, 68 Day of judgment, day of 7^ 312 Dear Jesus licie comes Death shall not destroy my Delight and softest sympathy, Depth of mercy can there be Do any ask the reason Dont you see my Jesus coming-. Drooping- souls no longer ENCOMPASSED with clouds of FAREWELL, dear friends, I must be Farewell my dear brethren, the Farewell my dear brethren, 1 bid Father I stretch my hands to thee, Fervent persevering prayer Fix my heart and eyes From the regions of love, lo! From whence does this union GRACIOUS Lord incline thine Great God preserved by Great source from whom HAIL my ever blessed Jesus, Hail ye sighing sons of sorrow. Hail sovereign love that Hail thou blest morn when Hark! from the tombs a Hark! how from Sinai's mount Hark! the sound of Jubilee, Hark! the Jubilee is sounding, Hark! listen to the trumpeters, Hark! my soul it is the Hark! the voice of love and Pappy soul thy days are ended 313 Henrts of stone, relent, relent, 114 High in yonder realms 111 How happy every child of grace, the 91 How firm a foundation 55 How happy, Iiow h)\ inj, how 99 How lobt V. as my coiulUion, 89 How happy are they 105 How sweet the name of 88 How sad are the moments 100 How tedious and tasteless 103 How happy every child of grace, 108 How mucli the hearts of tlu)se 11-5 ]F life's pleasures charm ihee 1^6 If Paul in Caesar's court must 135 I lay my body down to sleep, 132 I long- to see the season come, V27 1 love thee, I love tiiee my 116 I love to steal awhile away, J \7 I love my blessed Saviour, 122 I'll g-o to Jesus, tlioug-h my sins 124 I'll sing- my Saviour's g-race, 130 I love the windows of thy g'race, 133 I'm ou the road to Canaan, 12S I'm g-lad that [ am born to die, 120 In evil long I took delight, ll8 In every trouble .sharp and strong", r^5 In the house of King David 12l In all my Lord's appointed ways, 124 Infinite gi'ief, amazing wo, 131 Indulgent Father by whose care 133 It is the voice of love divine, 134 314 I've listed in the Holy War, 117 JESUS at thy command, 1S6 > Jesus give me when I die, 292 ; Jerusalem my happy home, 137^ Jesus and shall it ever be 138 Jesus I love thy charmhig- name, 139 Jesus I throw my arms around 140 Jesus my all to heaven is 140 KINDRED and friends and Native land 141 LADEN" with guilt sinners arise, Let us love, and sing, and wonder. Lift your lieads ye friend's of Jesus, Lift up your hearts Immanuel's Listen to the awful story, Lo! we see the sign appearing, Lord at thy feet in dust I lie, MAJESTIC sweetness, sits enthroned, 151 Mary to her Saviour's tomb Mercy, O thou son of David My cheerfid soul now My gracious Redeemer, Hove, My hope, my all, my Saviour, My span of life will soon be My sold dotli magnify My soul woidd fain indulge My loving fellow travellers. My God was with me all NIGMT and day I vent my sigh, Not life, nor all the toys of art. Now in a song of grateful praise, Now let our souls, on wings sublime, 157 315 Now the shades of night are gone, 157 Now is the time, the accepted hour, 158 O for a breeze of heavenly love, 184 O give me Lord my sins to 168 O God, my lieart with love inflame, 161 O happv day, wlien saints 178 O how 1 have longed for the coming 165 O hearken sinners, we have come, 172 O how charming, how charming, 173 O happy day that fixed my clioice, 177 O had 1 the wings of a dove, 178 O Jesus, my Saviour, to thee I submit, 167 O Jesus, my Saviour, I know Thou 169 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, 176 One evening pensive as 1 lay, 182 Once more, my dear brethren, \8T O Lord, I would delight in 295 O there will be praising 176 O there will be mourning, 175 O thou in whose presence 164 Our conquering Lord, 188 O when shall I see Jesus, 162 Our country is Immanuel's ground, 179 O that my load of sin were gone, 180 O what amsizing words of grace, 181 O why this disconsolate frame, 185 O tell me no more of this v-orld's 186 Our souls by love together knit, 190 O Zion, afflicted with wave 170 O tempted soul, to Christ draw 192 Our journey is a thorny maze, 183 316 O what madness, O what O whither fehall a sinner flee, PRAISE the Saviour, ye who Pra\ er is the soul's sincere desire, Pioslrate, dear Jesus, at REMEMREl?, slr.fid youth, liise, my soul, and sTi-etch Rise, my soul, shake oft* Rouse, my soul, from deadly SAY, sinner, hath a voice Saw ye my Saviour, Saviour, richest source See the Eternal Judge Sinner, hear the Saviour's Sinner, will }ou SLcnn Stop, poor sinner, stop, Stoji, poor sinner, and look Stand, )"e saints, find boldly Sweet rivers of redeeniing' Sweet to rejoice in li\ ely THE Christian has a faitli The gloomy ni.^lit of sadness The Lord is the fountain The Lord's into his g-ai-den The prodigal, witii streaming- The people called Clu-istians, The Son of Man they did The reason we love friends The voice of free grace. The sacred ties of friendship. The trump of God rends earth 317 The wondrous love of Jesus, 226 The land of glory lies 231 The lime is short, the season 234 Tlie saints who now in 'Jesus 243 Thee we adore, Eternal 244 The evils t!iat besei our 249 Tlie Lord descending' from 296 This is tlie field, the world 212 'Pis a point I long- to know, 218 That {glorious day i.s drawing 224 There is a heaven o'er yonder 225 There we sliall reign with 227 There is a holy city, 228 Tho' in the outward church 230 Thro' tribulation deep, 2.32 Thro' sorrows night and 233 Though troubles assail 236 To the cross where Jesus 2 >5 Thou dear Redeemer, dying 240 Thou God of harmony, 2j8 That awful day wdl surely come, 242 To Jesus, the crown of my hope, 245 rhere was Joshua and Joseph, 245 rhy promise, Lord, 238 f['hat liidi ng place 1 long to find, 2 J9 WHEN frowning death appears, 265 VVe read of commotions, 276 VVe, like the disciples, 271 ^\'hat poor despised company 251 ^Vhen rising from the bed of death, 250 iVhen I survey the wondrous cross, 269 318 When I can read my title clear, When, bending o'er the brink What sound is this salutes mine ear, When I view my Sa\iour What cheering- words What iiast tliou not performed, Wliat wondrous love is this What happy children, When on the cross my Lord When blooming- youth Whene'er a sinner turns When by sin o'erwhelmned, When thou, my righteous Judg-e, Whilst in the heat of youthful Whither goest thou, pilgrim. Who is this heavenl}' person, Who is as the Cln-istian, Where shall true believers go, Why should 1 be affright .d, YE angels who stand roiuid ' Ye children of Zion, who Ye happy pilgrims, come Ye Jewels of my master, Ye soldiers of Jesus, pray Ye saints assist me in my Ye sons of War, I pray Ye weary, heavy laden Yes, O Christ, from every creature, Ye saints of Jesus, courage Youth, like the spriug, ZION, ♦he city of our God, ^ 'ht^ /^f^ -^1^ >^i::v