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 We exhort you tojing 'with the Spirit y and with 
 the underjlanding alfo : and thus may the high 
 praifes of GOD be fit upfront Eafl to Wefl, from 
 North to South ; and tuefhall be happily inftrumental 
 in leading the devotion of thoufattds^ and Jhall re- 
 joice to join you in time and eternity » 
 
 We arey 
 
 Dear Brethren^ 
 
 Tour faithful Paftors in Chrifi, 
 
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 H Y M N - B O O ] 
 
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 Awakening and' Inviting. 
 
 H Y IVI N L C. M. Leed^. 
 
 1 r^ FOR a thoufand tongues to Ting 
 V_.^ My dear Redeemer's praife 1 
 The glories of my God and King, 
 
 The triumphs of his grace ! 
 
 2 My gracious Mailer and my God, 
 
 AfTift me to proclaim, 
 To fpread through all the earth abroad 
 The honours of thy name. 
 
 3 Jefus, the name that charms our fears, 
 
 That bids our forrows ceaie : 
 'Tis mufic in the fmner's ears ; 
 'Tis life and health and peace. 
 
 4 He breaks the power of cancell'd lin, 
 
 He fets the prisoner irte ; 
 His blood can make the fouleft clean : 
 His blood avaird for me. 
 
 5 Look unto him, ye nations, own 
 
 Your God, ye fallen race ; - , 
 
 JLook, and be fav'd through fuith alone^^ 
 Be juttify'd by grace ! 
 
AWAKENING 
 
 See all your fins on Jefus laid ! 
 
 The Lamb of God was flain, 
 His foul was once an ofF'ring made 
 
 For ev*ry foul of man. 
 With me ygur chief, ye then {hall know, 
 
 Shall feel your fins forgiv'n ; 
 Anticipate your heav'n below. 
 
 And own that love is heav*n. 
 
 HYMN n; Epworth. 
 
 COME, ye finners, poor and needy. 
 Weak and wounded, ^ck and fore, 
 Jcfus ready ftands to fave you, 
 Full of pity, love, and pow'r ; 
 
 He is able, 
 He is willJng, doubt no more.. 
 Now, yc needy, come and welcome, 
 
 God's h^c bounty glorify ; 
 True belief, and true repentance, 
 Ev'ry grace that brings you nigh, 
 
 Without money 
 Come to Jefus Chriit and buy. 
 Let not cov.fcience make yoii linger, 
 
 Nor of fitnefs fondly dream ; 
 All the fitnefs he requireth, 
 Is to feel your need of him ; 
 
 This he gives you, 
 'Tis th? Splvit*s glimm'ring beam. 
 Come, ye weary, heavy -laden'd, 
 
 Bruis'd and naaiigled by the fall, 
 If you tarry till you *re better, 
 You will never come at all ; 
 
 Not the righteous. 
 Sinners Jefus came to call. 
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AND INVITING. 
 
 Will you let him die in vain ? 
 Crucify your Lord again ? 
 Why, ye ranfom*d finners, why, 
 Will you flight his grace, and die ? 
 
 3 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? 
 God, the Spirit, aflcs you why ? 
 He, who all your lives hath ftrove, 
 Woo'd you to embrace his love : 
 Will you not the grace receive ? 
 Will you ftill refufe to live ? 
 Why, ye long-fought finners, why, 
 Will you grieve your God, and die :" 
 
 4 D^M, already dead within, 
 Spiritually dead in fin, 
 
 Dead to God, while here you breathe> 
 Pant you after fecond death ? 
 Will you ftill in fm remain, 
 Greedy of eternal .pain ? 
 O, ye dying finners, why. 
 Why will you for ever die ? 
 
 HYMN V. L. M. InvUafiom 
 
 1 QINNERS, obey the gofpel word ! 
 O Hafte to the fupper of my Lord ; 
 Be wife to know your gracious day ; 
 All things are ready, come away. 
 
 2 Reac'y the Father is to own. 
 And kifs his late-returning fon ; 
 Ready your loving Savfcur ftands, 
 Ar.d fpreads for y^u his bleeding hand^. 
 
 3 .Ready ihe Spirit or ■^'3 love 
 Juft liow the liony to r?i,K .• -, 
 
1 O A W A K E N I N G 
 
 T' appiy and witnefs with the blood, 
 And v/aih and feal the Tons of God. 
 
 ^ Ready for you, the angels wait, 
 To triumph in your bleft eftate ; . 
 Tuning their harps, they long to praiie 
 The wonders of, redeeming grace. 
 
 5 The Father, Son, and Holy,Ghoft, 
 Arc ready with their (hining hoft : . 
 All henven is ready to refoundj . : . 
 
 »' The dead*s alive ! the loft is found!" 
 
 6 Come then, ye finners, to yout Lord, 
 In Chrift to paradife reflor'd: 
 
 His proffcrM benefits embrace, 
 The plenitude of gofpel grace. 
 
 HYMN VI. FeLter^Lane. 
 \ "13 E HOLD the Saviour of mankind 
 - .13 Nail'd to the fliam^ful tree; 
 How v.ift the love that him inclin'd 
 To bleed and die for thee! 
 
 p Hark, h-dw he groans ! -v.hile nature fliakcs; 
 Aiid earth's llrong pillars bend ! 
 The tt:inple'3 veil in funder breaks, 
 Tl-.e lolid miirbles rend. 
 
 1 'Tis doncl the precious ranfom's paid, 
 " Receive my foul!" he cries ; 
 '"ce» where he hows his facred h<.ad! 
 He bows liis head and dies! 
 
 J. But f^jon. lie'll break death's envious chain, 
 Anri 'n fu!! glory fhine; 
 O L^tnb of God! was ever pa'n, 
 Wa^ ever love like thin ; : 
 
ANI> INVITING. n 
 
 HYMN VII. V/elfi, 
 
 1 jt^ Love diviae ! what haft thou done! 
 \J TW immortal God hath dy'd for me 1 
 The Father's eo-eternal Son 
 
 Bore all my fins upOn the tree : 
 Th' Immortal God for me hath dy'd : 
 My Lord, my Love is crucified. 
 
 2 Behold him, all ye that pafs by, 
 
 The bleeding Prince of life and peace! 
 Come fee, ye worms, your Maker die, 
 
 And fay was ever grief like his' 
 Come feel with me his blood apply 'd; 
 ^Iy Lord my Love is crucify'd* 
 
 3 Is crucify'd for me and you, 
 
 To bring us rebels back to God ; 
 Believe, believe the record true. 
 
 Ye all are bought with Jefu's blood i 
 Pardon for all flows from his fide; 
 My Lord, my Love is crucify'd. 
 
 4 Then let us fit beneath his crofs, 
 
 And gladly catch the healing ilream; 
 All things for him account but lofs, 
 
 And give up all our hearts to him ; 
 Of nothing think or fpcak beHdc, 
 My Lord, my Love is crucify'd. 
 
 HYMN VIII. C. M. 
 
 al Name, 
 
 THEE we adore, Eternal 
 And hum.bly ov/n to thee. 
 How feeble is cur mortal frame. 
 What dving v.'orms wc bcl 
 
12 AWAKENING 
 
 2 Our wafting lives grow fhorter ftill. 
 
 As <kiys and nionths increafe ; 
 iVnd ev'ry bearing puife we tell, 
 Leavcs^p. the number lefs. 
 
 3 The year rolls round, and fteals away 
 
 The breath that Hrll it gave : 
 
 Whatever we do, where'er we be, 
 
 We're trav'Uing to the grave. 
 
 4 Dangers ftand thick thro* all the ground, 
 
 To piifh us to the tomb ; 
 And fierce difeafes v/alt around. 
 To hurry mortals home. 
 
 5 Great God ! on what a flender thread 
 
 Hang everlalling things ! 
 Til' eternal Hates of all the dead 
 Upon life's feeble ilrings ! 
 
 6 Infinite joy or endlefs wo, 
 
 Depends on ev'ry breath ; 
 And yet how unconcern'd we go 
 Upon the brink of death ! 
 
 7 "Vv'aken, Q Lord, our drowfy fenfc, 
 
 To vv^alk this dang'rous road ; 
 And if our fouls arc hurried hence^ 
 , May thcy^be found in God ! 
 
 HYMN IX. C. M. 
 
 H E N rifing from the bed of death, 
 O'erwhelm'd with guilt and fear, 
 I view my M:iker, face to face, 
 O how fliall I appear ! 
 
 If yet while pardon may be found, 
 And nicroy may be fought ; 
 
AND INVITING. I 
 
 My foul with inward horror Hirinks, 
 
 ciud trembles at the thought ! 
 
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 3 When thou, O Lord, fhak iland difclqs'd 
 
 In majeily fevere, <^ 
 
 And fit in judgment on my foul,^ 
 O how fhail I appear ? 
 
 4 O may my broken, contrice heart, 
 
 Timely my iins lament, 
 And early with repentant tearsj 
 Eternal wo prevent. 
 
 5 Behold the fon'ows of my lieart, 
 
 Ere yet it be too late ; 
 And hear my Saviour's dyingf groan. 
 To give thofe forrows weight. . 
 
 6 For never fhall jny foul defpair 
 
 Her pardon to fecure, 
 Who knows thy only Son hath dy^d 
 To make that pardon fure. 
 
 HYMN X. S. M. 
 
 I ^ N D am I born to die ? 
 
 j[r\. To lay this body down ^ 
 And muft my trembling fpirit fly 
 
 Into ?. world unknown ? 
 
 A land of deepeft fhadc, 
 
 Uupierc'd by human thought ^ 
 The dreary regions of the dead, 
 
 "Where ail things are forgot. 
 
 - Soon as from earth I go. 
 
 What will become of me : 
 Zlcrnal happinefs or wo 
 T'luil: then rnv Dortion he I 
 
14 AWAKENING 
 
 Wak'd by the trumpet's found, 
 I from my grave muft rife, 
 And fee the Judge with glory crown'd, 
 And fee the flaming fides ! 
 
 3 How fhall I leave my tomb ! 
 
 With triumph or regret ? 
 A fearful or a joyful doom, 
 
 A curfe or blefiing meet ? 
 
 Will angel-bands convey 
 
 Their brother to the bar ? 
 Or devils drag my foul away 
 
 To meet its fentence there ? 
 
 ^ Who can refolve the doubt 
 That tears my anxious breaft ? 
 
 Shall I be with the damn'd caft out, 
 Or numbered with the bleft ? 
 I muft from God be driven, 
 Or with my Saviour dwell : 
 
 Muft come at his command to heav'n, 
 Or elfe d-epart to hell. 
 
 J O thou that wouldft not have 
 
 One wretched finiier die, 
 Who dy'dil thyftjlf, my foul to fave 
 
 From endlefs miiery ! 
 
 Slnow me the way to (hun 
 
 Tliy dreadful wrath fevere, 
 Thnt when thou comeft on thy thi'one 
 
 1 may with joy appear, 
 
 5 Thou art thyfelf the way, 
 Thyfelf in me reveal : 
 So (hall I fpend my life's (hort day 
 Obedient to thy willj 
 
AND INVITING. I5 
 
 So fhall I love my God, 
 Becaufe he firll lov'd me, 
 And praife thee in thy bright abode, 
 To all eternity. 
 
 H Y M N XL SnoivfMh, 
 
 1 A ND am I only born to die? 
 JTx. And muft I fuddenly comply 
 
 With nature's ftern decree ? 
 What after death for me remains ? 
 Celeftial joys, or hellifh pains, 
 
 To all eternity. 
 
 2 How then ought I on earth to live, 
 While God prolongs the kind reprieve, 
 
 And props the houfe of clay ; 
 My fole concern, my fmgle cai'e. 
 To watch and tremble and prepare 
 
 Againll that fatal day ! 
 
 J No room for mirth or trifling here, ^ 
 For worldly hope, or worldly fear. 
 
 If life fo foon is t^onc ; 
 If now the Judge is at the door. 
 And all mankind a: alt Hand before 
 
 Th' inexorable throne ! 
 
 A No matter which niy thoughts employ, 
 moment's miier)^ or joy: 
 But oh! when bolii wuiii end, 
 lere (hall I find my deliin'd place: 
 ;11 I my everlailing days 
 With fiends or angels Ipend : 
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1 6 AWAKENING 
 
 5 Nothing is worth a thought beneath, 
 But how I may efcapc the death 
 
 That never, never dies ! 
 How make my own cle6lion fure, 
 And, when I fail on earth, fecure 
 
 A manfion in the jflvies. 
 
 (j Jefus vouchfafe a pitying ray, 
 
 Be thou my guide, be thou my way 
 
 To glorious happinefs ! 
 Ah! write the pardon on my heart. 
 And whenfoe'er I hence departj^** 
 
 Let me depart in peace. 
 
 H Y M N XII. S. M. 
 
 i ^~\^ HOU Judge of quick and dead, 
 JL Before whofe bar fevere, 
 With holy joy or guilty dread, 
 We all (hall fo©n appear ; 
 Our cautionM fouls prepare 
 For that tremendous day, 
 And fi]l us now with watchful care, 
 And ilir us up to pray: 
 
 2 To pray and wait the hour, .^ 
 That awful hour unknown, 
 
 When rob'd in majefty and pow'r 
 
 Thou ihalt from heaven come down ; 
 
 Th' immortal Son of Man, 
 
 To judge the human race, 
 With all thy Father's dazzling train, 
 
 With all thy glorious grace. 
 
 3 To damp our earthly joys, 
 T' increafe our gracious fears, 
 
AND iSvrriNG. Ky 
 
 For ever let the archangel's voice 
 
 Be founding in our ears. 
 
 The folemn midniglit cry, 
 
 ** Ye dead, the judge is come, 
 ** Ar"fe, and meet him in the fl^y, 
 
 ** And meet your inilant doom !" 
 
 O may we thus be found 
 
 Obedient to his word. 
 Attentive to the trumpet's found. 
 
 And looking for our Lord ! 
 
 O may we thus enfure 
 
 A lot among the blell, 
 And watch a moment to fecure 
 
 An everlafting reft ! 
 
 HYMN XIII. L. M. 
 
 E comes ! he comes ! the Judge fevere ; 
 
 The fcventh trumpet fpeaks him. near^ 
 
 His lightnjjsgs iiafh, his thunders roll ; 
 How jj|el torn. e to the faithful foul ! 
 
 2 From hcav'n angelic Aoices found, 
 See the almighty j'^s crown'd! 
 Girt with omnipoi^ence and grace. 
 And glory decks the Saviour's face. 
 
 3 Defcending on his azure throne. 
 
 He claims the kiflgdoms for his own ; 
 The kingdoms all olbey his word, 
 And hail him their triumphant hotd. 
 
 4 Shout all the people of the fiiy, V 
 'And all the faints of the Moll High : 
 
 Our Lord, who now his right obtains, 
 For ever and for ever reigns. . 
 
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 AWAKENING 
 
 HYMN XIV. Eptvorth. 
 
 O ! he comes with clouds defcending, 
 Once for favour'd finners (lain 1 
 Thaufand thoufand faints attending, 
 Swell the triumph of his train, 
 
 Halle luj all ! 
 God appears with man to reign. 
 Ev'ry eye fhall now behold him, 
 
 RobM in dreadful majefty ; 
 Thofe who ftt at nought and fold him, 
 Pierc'd and naii'd him to the tree, 
 
 Deeply walling, 
 
 Shall the true Mefiiah fee. 
 
 The dear tokens of his paflion 
 
 Still his dazzling body bears ; ^ 
 Caufe of endlefs exultation 
 To his ranfomM worfhippers ; 
 
 With what rupture 
 Gaze we on thofe glorious fears 1 
 Yea, Amen ! let all adore thee. 
 High on thine eternal throne ! 
 Saviour, take the pow'r and glory. 
 Claim the kingdom for thine own * 
 
 Jah ! Jehovah! 
 Everlafting God, come down. 
 
 HYMN XV. rr^mpct tnn^. 
 
 BLOW ye the tnimpet, blow 
 The gladly folemn found, 
 Let all the nations know, 
 To earth's remoteft bound, 
 The year of jubilee is come; 
 Return, ye ranfbra'd finners, home. 
 
AND INVITING. 
 
 Jefus our great High prieft, 
 
 Hath full atonement made; 
 Ye weary fpirits reft. 
 
 Ye mournful fouls be glad; 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ranfom'd fmners, home. 
 
 Extol the Lamb of God, 
 The all-atoning Lamb; 
 Redemption in his blood 
 
 Throughout the world proclaim. 
 The year of jubilee is come; 
 Return, ye ranfomM fmners, home. 
 
 Ye flaves of lin and hell, 
 
 Your liberty receive. 
 And fafe in Jefus dwell. 
 And bleft in Jefus live. 
 The year of jubilee is come; 
 Return, ye ranfomM Imners, home. 
 
 Ye who have fold for nought 
 
 Your heritage above. 
 Shall have it back unbought. 
 The gift of Jefu's love. 
 The year of jubilee is come; 
 Return, ye ranfom'd finners, home. 
 
 The gofpel trumpet hear, 
 
 The news of heavenly. grace. 
 And lav'd from earth appear 
 Before your Saviour's face. 
 The year of jubilee is come; 
 Return, ve ranfom'd fmners, home. 
 
:20 AWAKFNING 
 
 H Y M N XVI. C. M. 
 
 1 ^J-- E R P. I 3 I. E t'louglit ! (hall I aloDC, 
 
 *.^ Who rnay be favM, Ihall I, 
 Oi^;ia]i, aiPs! whom I have known. 
 Through Tin for ever die. 
 
 2 "\Vhiie all my old companions dear, 
 
 Witji^v.l.om I once did live, 
 Joyful atXr^d's right hand appear, 
 A blefling to recLisc. 
 
 3 Sliall I amidil a ghaftly band, 
 
 DraggM to the judgment-feat. 
 Far en the left, with horror ftand. 
 My fearful doom to meet ? 
 
 4 While they enjoy their Saviour's love. 
 
 Mull I in torments dwell ? 
 And howl (while they fing hymrs above) 
 And blow the fiames of hell ? 
 
 5 Ah! no; 1 flill may turn and live, 
 •*•, For ilill his wrath delays; 
 
 .' novv- vouch fafes a kind reprieve, 
 ^ And offers me his grace. . • 
 
 6 1 will accept his oflr-s now. 
 
 From cvny f:j3 depart, 
 
 Pcrforir. rjy ofttrepc?.tcd vov.-, 
 
 And render hini my licart. ♦ 
 
 7 I y\'\]\ improve -what I receive, 
 
 T'>,(: pr^ce tlirough Jefis given j 
 Sure if with God on earth I live. 
 To live with God in heaven, 
 
AND IN VI TIN (5. 2 1 
 
 HYMN XVII. llToodh, 
 
 THOU God of glorious majeily, 
 To thee, againft myfirlf^ to thee, 
 A worm of earth, I cry; 
 A half-awakenM child of man, 
 iin heir of endlefs blifs or pain, 
 A finner born to die 1 
 
 2 Lo! on a narrow neck of land, 
 'Twixt two unbounded feas I iland 
 
 Secure, infenfiblej 
 A point of time, a moment's fpace, 
 Removes me to that heavenly place, 
 
 Or fhuts me up in hell, 
 
 3 O God, mine innioll foul convert, 
 And deeply on my thoughtful heart 
 
 Eternal things impreis ; 
 Give me to feel theih fo't^:^";:^ ^v:!f;ilLc 
 And tremble on the brink of fate. 
 
 And wake to right<;^oufn€f3. 
 
 Before nie piace in dread array, 
 The pouip of tliat treinendous day^ 
 
 V/hen thou with clouds (lialt come 
 To judi^e the nations at thv bai' ; 
 •\nd tdl me, Lord, lliall I be tl^crc 
 
 To meet a jc yful doom ? 
 
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 With 
 
 is my one great bu:i'n 
 ixrioiis induitrY and i 
 
 Eternal blili t* enfurc ; 
 
 Thine utmeit counf.d to hi\ 
 
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 \ I iFcr all th y r i gh t to u 
 
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 d to tht end end:;,.e. 
 
11 PENITENTIAL* 
 
 6 Then, Saviour, then my foul receive^ 
 TiMnfpoited from this vale, to live 
 
 And reign with thee above ; 
 Where faith is fvi^eetly loft in fight^ 
 And hope in full, fupreme delight. 
 
 And everlafting love. 
 
 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 HYMN XVIIL Mourner'%. 
 
 FATHER of Lights, from w^hom proceeds 
 Whatever thy ev*ry cfeature needs ; 
 
 V/hofe goodnefs, providently nigh, 
 Feeds the young ravens when they cry : 
 To thee I look, my heart prepare, 
 Suggeft and hearken to my pray'r. 
 Since by thy light myfelf 1 fee 
 Naked, and poor, and void of thee ; 
 Thy eyes muft all my thoughts fui-vey, 
 Preventing what my lips would fay ; 
 Thou feefl my wants, for help they call. 
 And ere I fpeak thou know'it them all. 
 Thou know'ft the bafenefs of my mind, 
 Wayward, and impotent, and blind : 
 Thou know'it how unfubdu'd my will, 
 Averfe to good, and prone to ill j 
 Thou knov\'*fthow wide my p.ifiions rove, 
 Nor check'd by fear, nor charm'd by love, 
 iviin woLi'd I know as known by thee, 
 Aiid feel the indigence I fee ; 
 Fain .would I nil my vilenefs own, 
 ,'- !id der^p beneath the burden groan : 
 
PENITENTIAL. ', 
 
 Ablior the pride that kirks within, 
 Deteft and loath tnyfelf and fin. 
 Ah ! give me, Lord, myfelf to feel, 
 My total mifery reveal ; 
 Ah ! give me, Lord (I ftill would fay) 
 A heart to mourn, a heart to pray ; 
 My bufmefs this, my only care. 
 My life, my ev'ry breath be pray'er. 
 HYMN XIX. S. M. ■ 
 
 OTHAT I could repent! •> 
 O that I could believe ! 
 Thou, by thy voice, the marble rent, 
 
 The rock in funder ckave ! 
 
 Thou by the two-edg'd fvvord, 
 
 My foul and fpirit part, 
 Strike with the hammer of thy word, 
 
 And break ray ftubborn heaii. 
 
 Saviour, and Prince of Peace, 
 
 The double grace beftow, 
 L^nloofe the bands of wickednefs, 
 
 And let the captive go ; 
 
 Grant me my iins to feel. 
 
 And then the lead remove ; 
 Wound, and pour in, my wounds to heal. 
 
 The balm of pard'ning love. 
 
 For thy own mercy's fake 
 
 The curfed thing remove, 
 x^^nd into thy protection take 
 
 The prifoner of thy love ; 
 
 lu ev'ry trying hour 
 
 Stand by my ieeble fuui, 
 And fcretn me from my nature's powV 
 
 Till thoii hail made me Vvhole. 
 
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24 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 4 This is ihj will, I know, 
 
 That I fhould holy be, 
 Should let my fins this monr^ent go, 
 
 This moment torn to thee : 
 
 O might 1 now embrace 
 
 Thy all-fufiicient pow'r. 
 And never more to iin give place, 
 
 And never grieve thee more. 
 
 HYMN XX. C^hfiry. 
 ? TESU, let thy pitying eye 
 J Call back a wandering Hiecp ; 
 Falfe to thee, like Peter, I 
 
 Weald fain like Peter weep : 
 I^et me be by grace reflorM, 
 
 On me be all lonGr-fufierincf (hown 
 Turn, and feok upon me, Lord, 
 And break my heart of ftone. 
 
 2 Saviour, Prince, enthron'd above, 
 
 Repentance to impart, 
 Give me, through thy dying love. 
 
 The humble, contrite heart ; 
 Give whst I have long implor'd, 
 
 A portion of thy grief unknown : 
 Turn, and look upon me. Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of ilone. 
 
 3 For thine own compaillon's fake, 
 
 Tlie gracious wonder fhow ! 
 Cad my ilns behind thy back. 
 
 And walh m.e white as fnow : 
 If thy bowels now are ftin-'d. 
 
 If I now myfelf bemoan. 
 Turn, and look upon me. Lord, 
 
 And bleak my heait of itonc. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 2^ 
 
 See me, Saviour, from above^ 
 
 Nor fufier m.e to die ! 
 Life, and happinefs, and love. 
 
 Drop from thy gracious eye ; 
 Speak the reconciliDg word. 
 
 And let thy mercy melt me down j 
 Turn, and lock upon me. Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of ilone. 
 Look, as when thine eye purfu'd 
 
 The firft apoitate man, 
 Saw him wek'ring in his blood. 
 
 And bade him rife again ; 
 Speak my paradife reilor'd. 
 
 Redeem me by thy grace alone ; 
 Turn, and look upon me Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of ftone. 
 Look, as when thy languid eye 
 
 Was clos'd that we might live ; 
 " Father" (at the point to die, 
 
 My Saviour gafp'd) " forgive !'* 
 Surely with that dying word, 
 
 He turns and looks, and cries, *^ tis done T' 
 O my bleeding, loving Lord, 
 
 Thou break'ft my heart of (lone. 
 
 H y M N XXL 
 
 E T the world tlieir beauties boail, 
 Their works of right'oufnefs : 
 I, a wretch, undone and loft, 
 Am freely fav*d by grace ; 
 Other title I difclaim, 
 
 -TJiis, ciily thiy, is all my plea, 
 » the cii'cf of ilnners am, 
 But Tefus dy'd for me. 
 
26 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 2 Happy they vvhofe joys abound 
 
 Like Jordan's fwelling ftream, 
 Who their heav'n in Chrift have found, 
 
 And give the praife to him ; 
 Let them triumph in his name, 
 
 Enjoy their full felicity ; 
 I the chief of finners am, 
 
 But Jefus dy'd for me 1 
 
 3 Bleft are they, entirely blefl:, 
 
 Who can in him rejoice. 
 Lean on his beloved breaft. 
 
 And hcrr the Bridegroom's voice ; 
 Meaneft follower of the Lamb, 
 
 His fteps I at a diflance fee ; 
 I the chisf of finners am, 
 
 But Jefus dy'd for me ! 
 
 4 Jefus, thou for me haft dy'd. 
 
 And thou in me fhalt live ; 
 I (hall feel thy death apply'd, 
 
 I fhall thy life receive ; 
 To bring fire on earth thou came, 
 
 O that it now may kindled be ! 
 I the chief of finners am, 
 
 But Jefiis dy'd for me ! 
 
 II Y M N XXII. C. M. 
 
 1 "T T T I T H glorious clouds encompaft roun<; 
 
 V f Whom angels dimly fee. 
 Will the Unfearchable found. 
 Or God appear to me ? 
 
 2 Will he forfake his throne above, 
 
 Himfelf to worms impart ? 
 Anfwer, thou Man of Grief and Love, 
 And fpeak it to my heart. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 2^ 
 
 3 111 manifefted love explain 
 
 Thy wonderful defign. 
 What meant the fufF*ring Son of man ? 
 The ftreaming blood divine ? 
 
 4 Didft thou not in our flefii appear, 
 
 And live and die below, 
 That I may now perceive thee near, 
 And my Redeemer know ? 
 
 5 Come then, and to my foul reveal 
 
 The heights and depths of grace, 
 The wounds ^which all my forrov.'s heal. 
 That dear disfigur'd face. 
 
 6 Before my eyes of faith confefs*d, 
 
 Stand forth a flaughterM Lamb ; 
 And wrap me in thy crimfon veft. 
 And tell me all thy name. 
 
 7 Jehovah In thy peiHfon fliow, 
 
 Jehovah crucified ! 
 And then the pard'ning God I know. 
 And feel the blood apply *d. 
 
 8 I view the Lamb in his own light. 
 
 Whom angels dimly fee ; 
 And gaze, tranfported at the fight, 
 To all eternity. 
 
 H Y M N XXIIL* Mourner's. 
 
 I TESU, if flill the fame thou art, 
 J If all th}^ promifes are fure. 
 Set up thy kingdom in my heart, 
 
 And make me rich, for I am poor: 
 To me be all thy treafures giv'n. 
 The kingdom of an inward heav'n. 
 C 2 
 
28 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 2 Thou haft pronounc'd the mournej-s bleft, 
 
 And lo ! for thee I ever mourn : 
 I cannot, no, I will not reft, 
 
 Till thou my only reft return ; 
 Till thou, the Prince of Peace, appear, 
 And I receive the Comforter. ; . 
 
 3 Where is the bleffednefs beftow'd 
 
 On all that hunger after thee ? 
 I hunger now, I thirft for God ! 
 
 See, the poor fainting fmner fee, 
 And fatisfy with endlefs peace, 
 x^xod fill me with thy nVht'oufnefs. 
 
 •o' 
 
 4 Ah, L-ord ! if thou art in that figh, 
 
 Then hear thyfelf within me pray ; 
 Hear in my heart thy Spirit's cry, 
 
 Mark what my lab^-ing foul would fay ; 
 Anfwer the deep unutter'd groan,. 
 And Ihtv/ that thou and I are one. 
 
 5 Shine on tliy worjc, difpcrfe the gloonfi, 
 
 Light in thy light I then (hall fee ; 
 Say to ray fgul, ** Thy light is come, 
 
 " Glory divine is ris'n on thee; 
 " Thy warfare's paft, thy mourpiug's o'er 
 *' Lock :^p, for thiou ftiait vwrep no more.' 
 
 6 Lord, I believe ihy promife fure, 
 
 And truft Lhoj Vv'ilt not long delay ; 
 Hungiy, and fbrrov.fui, and poor, 
 
 Upon thy word myfclf I ftay : . 
 Into thine hands my all refign, 
 And wait till i^,Il thou art is mine. 
 
P.ENITF.NTIAL. 
 
 H Y M'N XXIV. C. M. 
 
 ESUS, if mil thou art to-day 
 As yeilerday the fame, 
 Prefent to heal, in me difplay 
 The virtue of thy name. 
 
 2 If ftill thou go'fl about to do 
 
 " Thy needy creatures good, 
 On me, that I th.v praife may ftievv, 
 Be all thy wonders fnowM. 
 
 3 Now, Lordj to whom for help I c:;!!, 
 
 Thy miracles repeat ; 
 With pityiftg eyes behold me uul 
 A leper at O.y feet. 
 
 4 Loathfome, and foul, and felf-abhorr'd, 
 
 I hnk beneath my i^Ln ; 
 But if thou wilt, a gracious word 
 Of thine can make me clean. . 
 
 5 Thou feeft me Beaf to tliy-cbmnjandsj 
 
 Open, O Lord, my ear:' 
 Bid me ftretch out my wither'd hande. 
 And lift tliem up in pray'r. 
 
 6 Silent (alas! thou know'ii how long) 
 
 My voice Ixannot raife;^^,,.^^ , 
 But O ! when ihou fhalt laofe, irsy torv^u 
 The dumb (hdll fmg thy pralfc. 
 
 7 Lame at the.pocjl I iliil am fouDjd ; ... 
 
 Give, awd mviilr^ugth eiilpuiytf//' 
 X-i;(iit as a hart,,! then ihall boun.l, . 
 The lame f^iaineap'for j-.;y. 
 
 8 Blind from my birth to guilt a^i-' • : . ■: , 
 
 • And dark I an>. within j '■ 
 
30 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 The love of God 1 cannot fee. 
 
 The finfuhiefs of fin. 
 
 9 But thou, they fay, art palling by, 
 
 O let me find thee near ; 
 Jefus, in mercy, hear my ciy. 
 Thou Son of David, hear. 
 
 10 Long have 1 waited in the way 
 
 For thee the heav'nly light ; 
 Command me to be brought, and fay, 
 Sinner, receive thy fight. 
 
 HYMN XXV. Foundery, 
 
 I T E 8 U, lover of my foul, 
 3 Let me to thy bofom fly. 
 While the nearer waters roll. 
 
 While the temped ftill is high 5 
 Hide me, O my Saviour, hide. 
 
 Till the ftorm of life is paft \ 
 Safe into the haven guide, 
 
 O receive my foul at lail ! 
 
 3 Other refuge have I none, 
 
 Hangs my helplefs foul on thee ; 
 Leave, ah ! leave me not alone, 
 
 Still fupport and comfort me ^ 
 All my trull on thee is ftay'd, 
 
 All my help from thee I bring, 
 Cover my defencelefs head 
 
 With the /hadow of thy wing. 
 
 3 Thou, O Chrift, art all I want, 
 More than all in thee I find ; 
 Raife the fallen, cheer the faint, 
 Heal the fick, and lead the blind : 
 
PENITENTIAL. 3 
 
 Juft and holy is thy name. ; 
 
 I am all imrighteoufnefs ; 
 Falfe, and full of fin I am, 
 
 Thou art full of truth and grace. 
 
 Plenteous grace with thee is found, 
 
 Grace to cover all my fin : 
 Let the healing ilreams abound ; 
 
 Make and keep me pure v/ithiii. 
 Thou of life the fountain art. 
 
 Freely let me take of thee ; 
 Spring thou up within my heart, 
 
 Rife to all eternity. 
 
 HYMN XXVI. Chapel 
 
 1 /^ LOVE divine, how fweet thou art \ 
 V^ When fliali I iind my willing heart 
 
 All taken up by thee ? 
 I thirPc, I faint, I die to prove 
 The greatnefs of redeeming love, 
 
 The love of Chrift to me ! 
 
 2 Stronger his love than death or hell ; 
 Its riches are unfearchable : 
 
 ^' " The firft born fons of light 
 Defire in vain its depths to fee ; 
 They cannot reach the myftery. 
 
 The length, the breadth, and height, 
 
 3 God only knows the love of God : 
 O that it now were flied abroad 
 
 In this poor ftony heart ! 
 For love I figh, for love 1 pine ; 
 This only portion, Lord, be mine' 
 
 Be mine this better part ! 
 
32 PFNITENTIAL. 
 
 4 O tliat I could for ev^r fit 
 With Mary at the Maftev's feet ! 
 
 Be this my hvippy choice : 
 My only care, dehght, and blifs, 
 My joy, my hcav'n on earth be this, 
 
 To hear the Bridegroom's voice ! 
 
 5 O that I could, with favour'd John, 
 Recline my weary head upon 
 
 The dear Redeemer's brcall ! 
 From care and fm, and forrow free. 
 Give me, O Lord, to find in thee 
 
 My everlafting reft ! 
 
 HYMN XXVII. S. M. 
 
 1 A ^ ' ^^hither fliall I go, 
 
 J.jL Biirden'd, and fick, and faint ? 
 To whom fhouid I my trouble fliow, 
 
 Ar.d pour out my complaint ? 
 My Saviour bids me come, 
 
 All ! why do I delay ? 
 He calls the weai^ fniner home, 
 
 And yet from him I ft ay, 
 
 2 What is it keeps me back, 
 
 Frc^m which I cannot part ? 
 Which wiil not let my Saviv)ar take 
 
 i^jiTeftion of my heart ? 
 >^ !:,e curled thing unknown 
 
 Muft furt'ly lurk w'ithin ; 
 Some idol, which I wlii not ou-n. 
 
 Some feerct, bojom fj^. 
 
 3 jclii, the hind'rancc (i.ow. 
 
 Which I have karM to il. ; 
 
PENITi-.NTIAL. 
 
 ; Yet ict mc now confent to know 
 What korps me out of thee. 
 Sc'-M-cher of hearts, in mine 
 Thy trying pow*r difplay : 
 Ip.to its darkeft corners fhine. 
 And take the vei) away, 
 i}. I now bch'eve, in thee 
 
 Compaflion reigns alone ; 
 According to my faith, to nre 
 O let it, Lord, be done ! 
 In me is all the bar, ' 
 
 Which thou woiild'H fain remove ^ 
 P.emove it, and I fnall declare 
 That God is only love. 
 
 H Y M N XXVIIL \\2ih Pjalm. 
 
 I T^ AT HER of Jefus Chrift the juft, 
 X My Friend and Advocate with thee. 
 Pity a foul that fain would truit 
 
 In him v/ho liv'd and dy*d for me ; 
 But only thou can'ft make him known. 
 And in my heart reveal thy fon. 
 t If, drawn by thine aiiuiing grace, 
 
 My want of living faith I ic€i^ 
 ohowme in Chrift thy fmiling face, 
 
 What fiirih and blood can ne'er reveal ; 
 Thy co-eternal Son difpby. 
 And call my darknei's into d::;y. 
 3 I'he g'ft ur.fpeakable impart : 
 
 Ccmm:md tr;e light of faith to fliine * 
 To v:.v:\(: va mv dark, draoping hcavi, 
 
 A:;d i{\\ nie with the iif^'divtn;:; 
 i\ov/ bid the new creation be! 
 
 ■ ' .. taitti m tr/.. , 
 
? I PENITENTIAL. 
 
 HYMN XXIX. Pajion. 
 
 1 f~\ JESUS my hope, 
 \^ For me qffer'd up, 
 
 Who with clamour purfuM thee to Calvary's top : 
 
 The blood thou halt fhed, 
 
 For me let it plead, 
 And declare thou haft dy'd in thy murderer's ftead. 
 
 2 Now, now let me know 
 Its virtue below ; 
 
 Let it vvafh me, and I fhall be whiter than fnow. 
 
 Let it hallow my heart, 
 
 And throughly convert. 
 And make me, O Lord, in the world as thou art. 
 
 3 Each moment apply'd, 
 My weaknefs to hide. 
 
 Thy blood be upon me, and always abide ; 
 
 My advocate prove 
 
 With the Father above. 
 And fpeak me at laft to the throne of thy love. 
 
 HYMN XXX. Shepherd of IfnieJ. 
 
 I r^ O ME, holy celeftial Dove, 
 \_y To vifit a forrowful brcall, 
 My burden of guilt to remove. 
 
 And bring me affurance and reft : 
 Tliou only haft power to relieve 
 
 A finner o'erwhelm'd with his lo:id : 
 The fenfe of acceptance to give, 
 
 And frrinklc his heart with thy blood. 
 
PENITENTIAL. ^5 
 
 With me if or old thou haft ft rove, 
 
 And ftrangely withheld from my fin, 
 And try'd, by the lure of thy love, 
 
 My worthlefs aiTedlions to win : 
 The work of thy mercy revive : 
 
 Thy uttermoft mercy exert ; 
 And kindly continue to ftrive, 
 
 And hold till I yield thee my heart. 
 Thy call, if I ever have known, 
 
 And figh'd from my£elf to get free, 
 And groan'd the unfpeakable groat?, 
 
 And long'd to be happy in thee ; 
 Fulfil the imperfcdl delire. 
 
 Thy peace to my confeience reveal, 
 The feaffi of thy favour infpire, 
 
 And give me qiy pardon to feel. 
 If when I had put thee to grief, 
 
 And madly to folly retura'd, 
 Thy pity hath been my relief. 
 
 And lifted me up as I mourn'd t 
 Moft pityful Spirit of grace, 
 
 Relieve me again and reftore : 
 My fpirit in holinefs raife, 
 
 To fall and -to fiiifer no more. 
 If now I lament after God, 
 
 And gafp for a drop of thy love ; 
 If Jefiis hath bought thee v/ith blood, 
 
 For m.e to receive from above ; 
 ConRe, heavenly Comforter, come. 
 
 True witnefs of mercy divine, 
 And make me thy permanent home^ 
 
 A.nd leal me eter: ;;'y thin^" ! 
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36 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 HYMN XXXI. L. M. 
 
 1 Q T A Y, thou infulted Spirit, flay, 
 C3 Tho' I have done thee fuch defpite ; 
 Nor caft the fmner quite away, 
 
 . Nor take thine everlailing flight. 
 
 2 Though I have rtioft unfaithful been. 
 
 Of all who e'er thy grace receiv'd, 
 Ten thoufand times thy goodnefs feen. 
 Ten thoufand times thy goodnefs griev'd. 
 
 3 Yet, O I the chief of fniners fpare. 
 
 In honour of my great High-Prieft, 
 Nor in thy righteous anger fwear 
 
 T' exclude me from thy people's reft, 
 
 4 If yet thou canft my fins forgive, 
 
 From now, O Lord, relieve my woes ; 
 Into thy reft of love receive, 
 
 And blefs me with the calm repofc. 
 
 5 Fiom now my v;eary foul releafe, 
 
 Up-raife me with thy gracious hand, 
 And guide into thy perfecr peace. 
 And bring mc to the promis'd land. 
 
 H Y M N XXXII. Carfs. 
 
 I "TTTTEARY of wand'ring from my God> 
 V ¥ And now made willing to retuit, 
 I hear and bow me to the rod : 
 
 Fuv thee, not without hope, I mcurn ', 
 I have an Advocate above, 
 A friend before the throne of love. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 
 
 Z O Jcfiis full of truth and grace ; 
 
 More full of grace than I of fin, 
 Yet once again I feek thy face, 
 
 Open thuie arms, and take me in; 
 And freely my backilidings heal, 
 And love the faithlefs iinner flill. 
 
 3 Yhou know'il the way to bring me back. 
 
 My fallen fpirit to reftore ; 
 O for thy truth and mercy's fake. 
 
 Forgive, and bid me Tm no more ! 
 The ruins of my foul repair. 
 And make my heart a houfe of pray'r. 
 
 Ah \ give me, Lord, the tender heart. 
 That trembles at th' approach of fin! 
 
 A godly fear of fm impart; 
 
 Impart and root it deep within! 
 
 That I may dread thy gracious povvVj, 
 
 And never dare t' offend thee more. 
 
 H Y M N XXXIII. Him^fQs,, 
 
 nf'^ O the haven of % breafl, 
 
 X O Son of raan, I fly. 
 Be my refuge and my reft, 
 
 For O the ftorm is high ! 
 Save me from the furious blafr, 
 
 A covert fi'om the tempefh be: 
 Hide me, jefus, till o'erpaft 
 
 The ftorm of fin I fee. 
 
 Welcome as the water-lpring 
 
 To a dry barren place : 
 O defccnd on me, and bring 
 
 The fweet-refrefliing grace ; 
 
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PENITENTIAL. 
 
 O'er a parch'd and weary land 
 
 As a great rock extends its fiiadc. 
 
 Hide me, Saviour, with thine hand, 
 And fcreen my naked head. 
 
 J In the time of my diftrefs 
 
 Thou haft my fuccour been j 
 In uny utter helplefTncfs 
 
 Rdlraining me fiom iin; 
 O how fwiitly didll thou move 
 
 To fctve^ m'^ in th^ trying hour I 
 Still protect me with thy love. 
 
 And fhield me with thy pcw'r. 
 
 ^ Firil and laft, in mef petforrh 
 
 The work thou haft begun ; 
 Be my fhelter from the ftorm, 
 
 My (hadow from the fun : 
 Let me hang upon my God, 
 
 Till I thy perfeft gloiy fee, 
 Till the fprinkling of thy blood 
 
 Shall fpeak me up to thee. 
 
 HYMN XXXIV, L. M. 
 
 J /*^ THOU that hear'ft when finners cry^ 
 \J Tho' all my crimes before thee lie'. 
 Behold me not with angry look. 
 But blot their mem'ry from thy book. 
 
 2 Create ir.y nature pure within, 
 And form my fouT averfe to fin : 
 I^et thy good Spirit ne'er depart, 
 Nor hide thy prefence from my heart. 
 
 3 I cannot live witliout thy light, 
 
 Call out and baniih'4 from thy fight j 
 
PENITENTIAL. 59^ 
 
 ■ Thy faving ftrength, O Lord, redore, 
 And guard me that I fall no more. 
 
 4 Tho' I have griev'd thy Spirit, Lord, 
 His help and comfort ft ill afTord : 
 And let a wretch come near ihy thron?, 
 To plead the merits of thy Son. 
 
 5 My foul Iie.3- humbled in the duft, 
 And o'vvns thy dreadful fen ten ce juft : 
 Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, 
 And fave the 'foul' condemnM to die. 
 
 6 Then will I teach, the world thy ways ; 
 Sinners fhall learn thy fov*reign grace y 
 
 ':■ . I'll lead them to ray Saviour's blood, ■ 
 And they (hall praife a pard'ning God. 
 
 7 O may thy love infpire my tongue. 
 Salvation {hall be all my fong ; 
 And ail my pow'rs fiiall join to blefs 
 The Lord, my ftrength and righteoufnefs. 
 
 HYMN XXXV. C. M. 
 
 THAT I could my Lord receive. 
 Who did the world redeem ; 
 Who gave hi3 life, that I might live 
 A life conceai'd m hinv. 
 
 2 that I could the bleiling prove, 
 
 My heart's extreme defire ; 
 Live happy in my Saviour's love, 
 Ahd in -his arms expire. 
 
 3 M^rcj' I aflc to fcal my pcicc," 
 
 That, kept by mercy's power, 
 
 D 2 
 
4 ^ P E N I T E N r 1 .4 L . 
 
 I may from cv'ryevil cenfe, 
 And never grieve thee more ! 
 
 4 Now," if thy gracious will it be, 
 Ev'n n'JW my "fins remove. 
 And fet my foul at liberty, 
 By thy vidol-ioiis love. 
 
 ^ In anfwer to ten thouf^nd prayVs, 
 Th6u pard'ning God, ^defcend ; 
 Number me with falvation's heirs, 
 My fins and troubles end. 
 
 6 Nothing I af]^, or Want befide, 
 Ot all in earth or heaven ; 
 But kt me feel thy blood applyM, 
 And live and die forgiv'n. 
 
 H Y M N XXXVI. Foundery, 
 
 ROOFING foul, fhake off thy fears , 
 Fearful foul, be ftrong, be bold ; • 
 Tan-y till the Lord appears. 
 
 Never, never quit thy hold : 
 Murmur rfot at his delay, 
 
 Dare -xxoX. fet thy God a time, 
 Calmly for his coming {lay, 
 Leave it, leavp it all to him. 
 
 Fainting foulj be bold, be^i^ng, ':^ 
 
 Wait the leiiure of thy LdSd ; ' 
 
 Though it ftem to tarrj' long. 
 
 True and faithful is his v.ord i 
 On his word my foul I cad, 
 
 (He cannpt himfelf deny) ^ 
 
 Surely it ih?.ll fpt«k at lall: ; 
 
 It fliail^cnk, andfhrlli -■ - 
 
3 Ev'i-y ci:e that feeks fhall find : 
 
 Ev'ry one that aiks fhall have : 
 Chrlft, the Saviour of mankind, 
 
 Willing, able rdl to fave : 
 I fhall his falvation fee, 
 
 I in faith on Jefus call, 
 I from fin fhall be fet free, 
 
 Perfedly fet free from all. 
 
 4 Lord, my time is in thine hand, 
 
 Weak and helplefs as I am. 
 Surely thou canft make me Hand ; 
 
 I believe in Jefu's name : 
 Saviom-, in temptation thou, 
 
 Thou haft fav'd me heretofore, 
 Thou from fm deft fave me now ; 
 
 Thou'fhalt fave me evermore. 
 
 HYMN XXXVII. C. M. 
 
 I T ^7 "^ "^ fliould the children of a king 
 V V Go mourning all their days ? 
 Gre?t comforter defcend, and bring 
 The tokens of thy grace ! 
 
 : Doft thou not dwell in all thy faints. 
 And feal l^je heirs cf heav'n ! 
 Wiicn yrijt tli'du banifh my complaints, 
 Aiud fhevv my fins forgiv'n? 
 
 ■ A^'-'-^yr; niT' coiifcience cf her part 
 In the Rcdocmer's blood; ,. 
 A-:-»d bear thv witnefs witf^ rti^^ heart, 
 Th- ! -a born of God. 
 
42 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 I Thou art the earned of his love. 
 The pledge of joys to come ; 
 May thy blell wings, celeftial Dove, 
 Safely convey me home, 
 
 HYMN XXXVllI. C. M. 
 
 1 "1\/TY drowfy pow'rs, why deep ye fo ! 
 XV JL Awake, my fliiggifh foul ! 
 Nothing hath half thy work to do ; 
 
 Yet nothing's half fo dull. 
 
 2 Go to the ants : for one poor grain 
 
 See how they toil and ftrive ; 
 Yet we, who have a heav'n I* obtain. 
 How negligent we Vve ! 
 
 3 We for whofe fake all nature Hands, 
 
 And ftars their courfes move : 
 We for virhofe guards the angel-bands 
 Come flying from above. 
 
 4 We for whom God the Son came down. 
 
 And bbour'd for our goodj 
 How carelefs to fecure that crown 
 He purchased with his blood ! 
 
 5 Lord, fliall we live fo fluggiib flill, 
 
 And never adt our parts ? 
 Con^, Holy dove, from th' hcav'nly hill, 
 Aod warm our frozen hearts. 
 
 6 Give us v-n'th a£live warmth to move. 
 
 With vig^rcti^ fouls to rife, 
 With hands of hyJa, ^nd wings of lore, 
 To fly and take the pri/.e. 
 
I^ETITION. 43 
 
 PETITION. . 
 HYMN XXXIX. Jrne, 
 
 1 TTAPPY foul, that free from harmf?, 
 X~l Refts within his Shepherd's arms \ 
 Who his quiet fhall moleft ? 
 
 Who fliall violate his refl ? 
 
 Jefus doth his fpirit bear, 
 
 Jefus takes his ev'ry care ; 
 
 He who found the wand'ring fheep^ 
 
 Jefus Hill deliglita to keep. 
 
 2 O that I might fo believe, 
 Steadfaftly to Jefas cleave ; 
 On his only love rely^ 
 Smile at the deftroyer nigh j 
 Free from fin and fervile fear^ 
 Have my Jefus ever near ; 
 All his care rejoice to prove ; 
 All his paradife of love. 
 
 ^ JefuSj feek thy wand'ring fheep. 
 Bring me back, and lead, and keep j 
 Take on thee my ev'ry care ;.^ 
 Bear me^ on thy bofom be?.r ; 
 Let me know my Shepherd''3 voice, . 
 Mcrc" and more in thee rejoice ; 
 More and more of thee receive, 
 Ever in thy Spirit live ;" 
 
 4 Live, till all thy life 1 know. 
 Perfect through my L.«-n'd below ; 
 Gladly then from earth remove, 
 Gather'd to the fold above ; 
 
44 PETITION. 
 
 O that I at laft may ftand 
 With the flieep at thy right hand ; 
 Take the crown fo freely giv'n : 
 Enter in by thee to heaven. 
 
 HYMN XL. Amjlerdanu 
 
 1 1^ /TAKER, Saviour of mankind, 
 IVX Who haa on me beftow'd 
 An immprtal foul, defign'd 
 
 To be the houfe of God : 
 Come, and now refide in me, 
 
 Never, never to remove, 
 Make me juft, and good, like thee, 
 
 And full of pow'r and love. 
 
 2 Bid me in thy image rife, 
 
 A faint, a creature new ; 
 True, and meri:iful, and wife, 
 
 And pure, and h^ppy too. 
 This thy primitive defign, 
 
 That I fhould in thee be bleft • 
 Should within thy arms divine 
 
 For ever, eftr reft. 
 
 3 Let thy' will in me be done ; 
 
 Fulfil my 'heart's defire, 
 Thee to kn6w, and love alone, 
 
 And rife in raptures higher : 
 Thee defcending dn a cloud 
 
 When with ravifh'd eves I fee ; 
 Then fnall I be filPd with God 
 
 To all eternity ! 
 
PETITION. ^5 
 
 HYMN XLI. Hamlhm. 
 
 1 }r^ O D of my falvation hear, 
 V_T And help me to believe ; 
 Simply do I nov/ draw near. 
 
 Thy bleffing to receive : 
 Full of guilt, alas ! I am, 
 But to thy wounds for refuge flee ; 
 Friend of finners, fpotlefs Lamb, 
 
 Thy blood was fned for me. 
 
 2 Standing now as newly flain, 
 
 To thee I lift. mine eye. 
 Balm of all my grief and pain. 
 Thy blood is always nigh : 
 Nov/ as yeftcrday, the fame 
 Thou art, and wilt for ever be : 
 Friend of fmners, 'fpotlefs Lamb, 
 Thy blood was ftied for me. 
 5 Nothing have I, Lord, to pay, 
 Nor can thy grace procure j 
 Empty fend me not away. 
 
 For I, thou know'ft, am poor ; 
 Dull and afhes is my name. 
 My all is fin and mifer^^ : 
 
 Friend of fmners, fpotlefs Lamb, 
 Thy blood was fhed for me. 
 4 No good word, or work, er tjiought, 
 Bring I to buy thy grace j 
 Pardon I accept unbought, 
 Thy proffer I embrace : 
 Coming, as at lirfl I came, 
 To take, and not beftow on thee ; 
 Friend of finners, fpotlefs Lamb, 
 Thy blood was fhed for me. 
 
^6 PETITION. 
 
 5 Saviour, from thy wounded fide 
 I never w^ill depart. 
 Here will I my fpirit hide, 
 
 When I am pure in heart : 
 Till my place above I claim, ! 
 
 This only Ihall be all my plea, 
 Friend of finners, fpotlefs Lamb, 
 Thy blood was fhed for me. 
 
 HYMN XLII. C/jadel. 
 
 I /^OME, Lord, and help me to rejoice, 
 
 V-/ In hope that I fliall ht?ar thy voice. 
 
 Shall one day fee my God ; 
 Shall ceafe from all my fin and llrife. 
 Handle and talte the word of life, 
 
 And fet^l the fprinkled blood. ^ 
 
 :2 I fhall not always make my moan, 
 Nor worfhip thee a God unknown, 
 
 But I fhall live to prove 
 Thy people's reft, and faints' delight, 
 The length, and breadth, and depth, and height 
 
 Of thy redeeming love. 
 '^ Rejoicing now in earnell hope, 
 I fiand, and from the mountain-top 
 
 Sce^ail the land below : 
 Rivers of milk and honey rife, 
 And all the fniit of paradife * 
 
 In endlefs plenty grow; 
 4 A land of covri, and wine, and oil, 
 Favoured with God's peciiliar fsiile, 
 
 With ev'ry bk-ffing bklii-r / 
 There dv/ells the Lor^i, our«Tigbtc-0''f-)elV. 
 And kerep.3 his ovvn in perftc^ pr: - 
 
 And crcrlullin-vfdl.- 
 
PETITION. 
 
 O that I nv.ght at.cnce go 'iip. 
 No more on this iide Jordan llop, 
 
 But now the land pofTefs ; 
 This momept end niy legal years. 
 Sorrows, and fins, and doubts, and fears* 
 
 An howling wildernefsl 
 
 Now, O nr.y Jqihua, brinrr me in, 
 Caft out thy foes, the inbred lin, 
 
 The carnal mind remove ; 
 •The purchafe of tlry death divide. 
 And O, with all the fandify'd, 
 
 Give nxe a lot of love i 
 
 H Y M N XLlil. Brochner. 
 
 GO D of all grace and rngjeity. 
 Supremely great ana good. 
 If I have mercy found wijih thee, 
 
 Througii the atoning blood ; 
 The guard of all thy mercies ^v:c 
 
 And to my .pardon join 
 A fear, leit I frxould ever grieve 
 Thy gjraptGus Spirit divine. 
 
 3 If mercy is Indeed with thee. 
 May I obedient prove, 
 Nor e'er abufb my liberty, 
 Or \i\x againfL thy lov^ : 
 'Ti\\Q cKoiccifl fruit of faitu bc.lj\ 
 
 On a poor iojourner ; 
 Arc Ift me pafsBij <iays belov.;-, 
 :;r.?{£ sr.d fear. 
 
4§ PETlTfOH. 
 
 3 Still may I walk as in thy iight, 
 
 My ftrid obfervcr fee ; 
 And thou by rev'rent love units 
 
 My chiid-likc heart tx3 thee : 
 Still let me, till my days are paft. 
 
 At Jefu's feet abide j- 
 So fhall he lift me up at laft, 
 
 And feat me by his fide. 
 
 HYMN XLIV. C. M. 
 
 1 T WANT a principle within 
 X Of jealous godly^ fear, 
 
 A fcrfibility of fiOj;. 
 A pain to feel it near, 
 
 2 That I from thee no more niay part. 
 
 No more thy goodnefs grieve. 
 The filial 'awe, the flefhly heart. 
 The tender confcience give. 
 
 3 Quick as the apple of aR eye, 
 
 O God, my conffience make^ 
 Awake my foul when fin is nigh, 
 And keep it Hill awake. 
 
 4 If to the right or left I ftray, 
 
 That moment. Lord, reprove : 
 And let me weep my life asvay. 
 For having griev*d thy love. 
 
 5 O may the lead omiiSon pain 
 
 My wcH-inilruaed foul. 
 And drive me to the blood again, 
 Wh-'ch :r.akcG ths wor.nded v.-}ic!<*. 
 
HYMN XLV. Norrjulch. 
 
 1 l\/rY Godi my life, my love, 
 -LVx To thee, to thee I call ; • 
 I cannot live if tltou remove. 
 
 For thou art all in all. 
 
 2 Thy fhining grace can cheer 
 
 Th's -dungeon where 1 dwell ; 
 'Tis paradife v/hea thou art here. 
 If thou depart 'tis hell. 
 
 3 The fmilings of thy face^- 
 
 How amiable th fey are! 
 'Tis heav'.i't^ reft in thixie prtibrace, 
 Aii'l no where elfe but there. 
 
 ij. To thee, and thee alone, 
 
 The angels Cwe their blifs ; 
 They fit around thy gracious throne. 
 And dwell where Jefus is. 
 
 5 Not ail the harps above 
 
 Can make d hcav'nly place ; 
 If God his refidence remove. 
 Or but conceal his face. 
 
 6- Nor earth, nor all the fky. 
 Can one delight afford] 
 No, not one drop of real joy, 
 Without thy pre fence, Lord, 
 
 7 Thou art the fca of love^ 
 
 Where ail my pleafiires roll ; 
 The circle where my paSoris niQVc, 
 And csntre of my foul. 
 
o To tuee my fpirlts fif ♦- 
 With infinite dcfire : 
 And yet how far from thee I- lie I 
 Dear Jefus, raife me higber. 
 
 H Y M N XLVI. 
 
 ESUS, come, thou hope of glon', 
 Purify me, that I 
 May with faints adore thee. 
 Big with earn eft expedlation, 
 
 Still I fet at thy feet, 
 Longing for falvation. 
 My poor heart vouchfafe to dwell In, 
 
 Ivlakeme thine, .tovje divine, 
 By thy Spij-it's fealirig. 
 ThvOu haft laid the fure foundation 
 
 Of my hope, build me up ; 
 Finifh thy creation. 
 From this inbred fm deliver: 
 
 Let the yoke now be broke. 
 Make me thine for ever. 
 Partner of thy -perfect nature, 
 
 Let me be, now in thee, 
 A 11 ew fpotlefs creature. 
 Perfect when I walk before thee, 
 
 S(^on or^.late, then tranflate 
 To the realms of glory. 
 
 HYMN XLVIL ' h: M. 
 
 T Thlrft, thou wounded Lamb of God, 
 1. To wafh me in thy cleanfing blood ; 
 To GWiU within tlsy w.^unds ; then paia 
 I;> f.vect, and I'fe or death is gain. 
 
[2 Take my poor heartf^^d let it be , 
 For ever closM to all tut thee 1 
 Seal tbou my "breaft, and let me wear 
 That pledge of lo\^e for ever there. 
 
 [3 How bleft are they who ftill abide 
 Ciofe ihelter'd in thy bleeding fide ! 
 Who life and ftrength from thence derive, 
 And by thee move, and in thee live. 
 
 4 What are our works but fin and death, 
 Till thou thy quick' ning Spirit breathe : 
 Thou giv'ft lihe pow'r thy grace to move, 
 O wond'rous grace ! O boundlefs love 1 
 
 5 How can it be, thou heavenly King, 
 That thou fhould'il us to glory bring ; 
 Make Ilav-es the partners of thy throne, 
 Deck'd with a never-fading crown ? 
 
 .6 Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o^erilow. 
 Our Words are loH, nor will we know, 
 Nor will we think of aught befide, 
 *' ftfy Lord, my Love, is crucify'd." 
 
 7 Ah ! Lord, enlarge our fcanty thought. 
 To know the wonders thou haft wrought ; 
 Unloofe our ftamm'ring tongues to tell . 
 Thy love immenfe, unfearchable 1 
 
 P Firft born of many brethren thou, 
 To thee, lo ! all our fouls we bow : 
 To thee our hearts and hands v/e give'; " ^ 
 Thine mav we die, thine may we live. 
 E 2 
 
52 PETITION. 
 
 HYMN XLVIIL. hem. 
 
 1 Q AVIOU R ! the world's and mine, 
 1^ Was ever grief like thine ? 
 
 Thou my pain, my curfe haft took, 
 All my fins were laid on thee ; 
 
 Help me, Lord, to thee I look ; 
 Draw me, Saviour, after thee. 
 
 2 To love Is all my wifli, 
 
 I only live for this, 
 Grant me, Lord, my heart's defire, 
 
 There by faith for e'er to dwell : 
 This I always will riequirc, 
 
 Thee, and only thee to feel. 
 
 ;• Thy pow'r I pant to prove. 
 Rooted and fix'd in love ; 
 Strengthen'd by thy Spirit's might, 
 
 Wife to fathom things divine. 
 What the length, and breadth, and height, 
 What the depth of love like thine. 
 
 4 Ah ! give Tne this to know, 
 
 With all thy faints below ; 
 Swells my foul to compafs thee ; 
 
 Gafps in thee to live and move ; 
 Fill'd with all the Deity, 
 
 All immers'd and lofl. in }ove ! 
 
 HYMN XLIX. C. M. 
 
 I TESUS, thou all-redeeming Lord, 
 J Thy blefling we implore. 
 Open the door to preach thy word, 
 
 The great, effe^ual door. 
 
PETITION. 53 
 
 Gather the outcafts in, and fave 
 
 From fin and Satan's pow'r 1 
 And kt them now acceptance have. 
 
 And know their gracious hour. 
 
 3 Lover of fouls, thou know'ft to prize 
 What thou haft bought fo dear : 
 Come then, and in thy people's eyes, 
 With all thy wounds appear ! 
 
 •4 Appear, as when of old confefl 
 The fuff'ring Son of God j 
 And let them fee thee in thy veft 
 But newly dipt in blood. 
 
 5 The flony from their hearts remove, 
 
 Thou, who for all haft dy'd ; 
 Shew them the tokens of thy love. 
 Thy feet, thy hands, thy fide«J 
 
 6 Thy feet were nail'd to yonder tree. 
 
 To trample down their fm : 
 Thy hands they all ftretch'd out may fee. 
 To take thy murd'rers in. 
 
 7 Thy fide an open fountain is. 
 
 Where all may freely go. 
 And drink the living ftreams of blifs, 
 And wafh them white as fnow. 
 
 8 Ready thou art the blood t* apply. 
 
 And prove the record true ; 
 And all thy wounds to fmners cry^ 
 « Ifuffer'dthisforyou!" 
 
^ 54 rETITION. 
 
 HYMN L. C. M. 
 
 I /^ God! our help in ages paft, 
 V_/ Our hope for years to come, 
 Our flielter from the ftormy blaft, 
 And our eternal home. 
 
 1 Under the fliadow of thy throne 
 fhk. Still may we dwdl fecure ; 
 
 ^* Sufficient is thine arm alone, 
 And our defence 'is fare. 
 
 3 Before the hills in order flood. 
 
 Or earth recelv'd her frame. 
 From everlafting thou art God, 
 To endlefs years the fame. 
 
 4 A thoufand ages in thy fight 
 
 Arc like ;in evening gone ; 
 ;• Short as the watch that ends the night 
 
 Before the rifmg fun. 
 
 [i 5 The bufy tribes of flefh and blood, 
 With all their cares and fears, 
 Are carried downward by the flood, 
 And lofl in following years. 
 
 5 Time like an ever-rolling ftream, 
 Bears all its fonr. away ; 
 Til ey fly, forgotten, as a dream 
 Dies at the op'ning day. 
 
 , 7 O God ! our help in ages paft. 
 Our hope for years to come : 
 Be thou our guard while life fhall iaft, 
 And our perpetual home. 
 
PETITION. rr 
 
 H\:,MN LI. ■I-rstv'-yshr'sds^. 
 
 1 /^ OME kt us anew 
 V_/ Our jo?rrney purfue, 
 
 Roll round with the year, 
 And never ftand ftlil till the mafler appear ! 
 His adorable v/ill 
 Let us gladly fulfil, 
 And our talent:- improve 
 By the patience of hope, and the labour of love. 
 
 2 Our life as a dream. 
 Our time as a {Ircam 
 
 Glides fwiftly away, 
 And the fugitive moment refufes to ftay : 
 The arrow is flown. 
 The moment is gone; 
 The millenial year 
 Ruihes on to our view, and eternity's here. 
 
 3 O that each in the day 
 Of his coming may fay, 
 
 " I have fought my way through, 
 I have finifh*d the work thou didii give m£ to do." 
 O that each from his Lord 
 Mav receive the ijlad word, 
 " ^Veil and faithfully done 1 
 Enter into my joy, and fit down on my throne.'* 
 
 K Y M N LIE 23^ Pfalm. 
 
 I X EADER of faithful fouls, and guide 
 1 J Of all that travel to the fky. 
 Come and with us, ev*n us abide. 
 Who would en thee alone rely ; 
 On thee alone oar fpirits ftay. 
 While hcrld in life's uneven way. 
 
56 PETITION. 
 
 2 SLrangers ar>dpilgri*ns here below. 
 
 This earth we know is not cur p!ace> 
 And haften through the vale of woej ' 
 
 And re-ilefs to beheld thy face. 
 Swift to our heavenly country moYCj - 
 Our cverkiling home above. 
 
 3 We've no abiding ciiy hei-e. 
 
 But feek a cirj- out of fight ; 
 Thither our fteady €oiirfe we fleer, 
 
 Afpiring to the p\mn& of light, 
 Jerufalcm, the faints* abode, 
 Whofe founder is tiie )Aving God. 
 
 4 Patient th' appointed race to run. 
 
 This weary \\'X>rld we caft behind, • 
 From ftrength to ftrength we travel oil,. 
 
 The new ferufalem to find : 
 Our labour tliisj our mily aim. 
 To find the new Jerafelem. 
 
 5 Thro' thee, who til bur fins haft bdrnc. 
 
 Freely and gracicuily forgiven, 
 "\¥i!h fon|.^3 to Zion we return, 
 
 Contending for our native heav'n ; 
 That palace of our glorious King, 
 Wc find it nearer while we fing. 
 
 6 Rais'd by the breath of love divine^ 
 
 We urge owr way with itr«ngth rcncw'd ; 
 The church of the firft-born to join. 
 
 To tr?,v(?l to the mount of God ; 
 With joy L.pon oar heads to rif^, 
 /ind meet ®ur Saviour in the fkies. 
 
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 PETITION. 
 
 HYMN LIII. Kmssrj;ood. 
 
 O N of God, if thy free grace 
 Again hath rais'd me up, 
 Call'd me fail to feek thy face, 
 
 And giv*n me t^ek my hope ; 
 Still thy timely help auovd. 
 
 And ^U thy loving kindnefs fhcvv : 
 Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, 
 And never let me go. 
 
 2 By me, O my Saviour, {land 
 
 In fore temptation's hour! 
 Save me with thine out-i^retchM hand, 
 
 And ihew forth all thy pow'r : 
 O be mindful of thy word. 
 
 Thy all-lufilcient grace beftov/ : 
 Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, 
 
 And never let me go. 
 
 3 Give me, Loi-d, a holyfeai'. 
 
 And fix it iii R?y lieart. 
 That 1 may frofifi evil near. 
 
 With fpeedy care depart : 
 Sin be more than hell abhorr'd. 
 
 Till thou deftroy the tyrant foe : 
 Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord.. 
 
 And never let me ge. 
 
 4 Never let n^e leave thy hrcafi. 
 
 From thee, my Saviour, Uray ; 
 Tliou art my fupport and refi. 
 
 My tru^ asKi living way : " 
 My exceeding great reward, 
 
 in l-i^av'n above, and earth below : 
 Keep me, keep me, gvacicus Lc.J.. 
 
 Aiid Ti^vcr let r.r^ iro. 
 
p FETTTION. 
 
 HYMN LIV. IQngsacDod. 
 
 1 T ORD! and is tliine ajiger gone I 
 1 1 And art thou pacify'd? 
 
 After all that I have dene, 
 Doll thou no longer chide ? 
 
 Infinite thy mercies are ; 
 
 Beneath the weight I cannot move: 
 
 O *tis mere than I can be&r. 
 The fenfe of pard'qing love ! 
 
 2 Let it Hill my heart coniirain, ^ 
 
 And all my paiiiuiiS fway ; 
 Keep me, lef: I turn again 
 
 Oi.t of the narrow way ; 
 Force my violence to be itiil. 
 
 And captivate my every thought ; 
 Charm, and melt, and change niy will, 
 
 And bring me down to nought. 
 
 3 If I have begun c- ce mere 
 
 Thy fweet return to feel ; 
 If even now I iind thy powV 
 
 Prefent my fold to heal ; 
 8til] and quiet may I lie. 
 
 Nor firuggle out of thine cmbrjtce ; 
 Never more refift, or fly ' 
 
 From thy purfuing grace. 
 
 4 To the crofs, thine altar, bind 
 
 Me with the cords of love : 
 Freedom let me never find 
 
 From, m/ dear Lord to move ; 
 That I never, never more 
 
 May with my much lov*d mailer part, 
 To the polls of mercy's door, 
 
 O nail my willing heart. 
 
PETITION, 59 
 
 See my utter heipleiTaefs, 
 
 And leave me not alone, 
 O preferve In perfect peace, 
 
 And feal me for thine own ! 
 More and more thyfelf reveal, 
 
 Thy prefence let me always fitid : 
 Comfort, and confirm, and hesl, 
 
 My feeble, fin-fick mind. 
 
 As the apple of an eye. 
 
 Thy weakeil fervant keep ; 
 Help me at thy feet to lie. 
 
 And there for ever weep : 
 Tears of joy mine eyes o'erflow, 
 
 That I have an hope of heaven j • 
 Much of love I ought to know, 
 
 For I have much forgit^'n. 
 
 HYMN LV. Birmingham. 
 
 THEE will I love, my ftrength, my towV, 
 Thee will I love, my joy, my crown. 
 Thee will I love with all my poW'r, 
 
 In all my works, and thee alone. 
 Thee will I love, till the pure fire 
 Fill my whole foul with ehafte defirc. 
 Ah ! why did I fo late thee know. 
 
 Thee, lovelier than the fons of men ! 
 Ah ! why did I no fooner go 
 
 To thee, the only eafe in pain ? 
 AfhamM I figh and inly mourn. 
 That I fo late to thee did turn. 
 
 In darknefs willingly I llray'd ; 
 
 I fought thee, yet from thee I rovM ; 
 F 
 
6p PETITION. ' 
 
 Far wide my vvnnd'rin^ thought: were fpread, 
 
 Thy creatures more than thee 1 Ipv'd ; 
 And now if mnre at length "I fee, 
 'Tis thro* thy liglit, and comes from thee. 
 
 4 I thank' t*?cc„,uacreat€d SiH^..' 
 
 That thy brlglit beams on'mt Jiav-: fliin'd ; 
 I thank thee, who haft oVerthf-dwi'li • 
 
 My foes, and heal'd my wounde<i miiid i 
 I thank thee, vvhofe enlivening' toice-. 
 Bids my freed heart in thee rejoice, 
 
 5 Uphold me in the doubtful race, 
 
 Nor fiifFer me again to ftray ; 
 Strengthen my, feet with fteady pace. 
 
 Still to prefs forward in the way ; 
 My foul and fl^ih, O Lord of might, 
 Fill, fatiate with thy heav'nly light. 
 
 H Y M,N LVI. C^M.t. - 
 
 1 TNI'INITI:, unexhauftedlcve'f 
 _!. Jefus afid love are onx; ; 
 
 If ftill to me thy bowels move. 
 They are reftrain'd to none. 
 
 2 What (Hall I do my God to4ove : 
 
 My loving God to praife ? > - -• ,- : 
 The length, and breadth, and h^igfet tp'prove. 
 And deptli of lov'reign grace-? . 
 
 3 Thy fov-' feign grace to all extcrids, 
 
 Immenfti and uhconhn'd ; ' , 
 
 From age to age it never errds^ 
 
 It reaches all mankind.; •'■ -' 
 
 4 Throughout the world its breudtli is known. 
 
 Wide as infinity j - 
 
PETITION. 
 
 So wide it never pafs'd by one, 
 Or ft had ,p?.ls'd by me. 
 
 5 My trefpafs -was grown up to hcav'n v 
 
 But -far -above the fkies, 
 111 Chriil abaiidantly forgiv'tij 
 I lee thy niercies rife ! ' ' - '■ ■ 
 
 6 Tlv- depth' of. all-redeemingloye, \, 
 
 -Vliat ang'cl-ton;;-ue can tell ? 
 O may I to. the utmoit pvove 
 The gift unfpeakable ! 
 
 1.7 Come qiue}ily, gracious Lord, and' take 
 PoiTeirionqf thine own 1 ; j 
 My lo«gi-iig heart vouchfafe to make 
 Thine everlafting throne 1 
 
 i» 8 Aflert tliy claim, maintain thy right,' ' 
 Connie quiekly from above ; 
 And fmk me to perfection's he!ght, 
 The depth of humble love. 
 
 H Y M N LVIT. Z: 
 
 ton. 
 
 \ 
 
 1 \ hh- glory to God in the flcy, 
 Jr\ An4 peace upon earth be reitor'd ; 
 C JeU'3, t;xalted on high. 
 
 Appear our omnipotent Lord ! 
 Who, meanly in Bethlehen; born, 
 
 Didft fl:Q<!)|3(*.to"re^e€^a ioft race, 
 Once inQi*e fo, thy creatures- return, 
 
 And reign-in thy kiagdom of -gi'acc, 
 
 2 Wh?n thou in our flefh didft appear, 
 x\li nature acknowkdg'd thy birth ; 
 
 Arofe thera^cceptable year,: .,,,. ? , 
 And ^.eav■en was open'd on- earth : 
 
02 PETITION. 
 
 Receiving its Lord from above, ' 
 
 The 'vvorlcl was united to bleis 
 The Giver of concord and love, 
 
 The Prince and the Author of .Peace. 
 
 3 O wouldft thou again be made known, 
 
 Again in the S^^irit defccnd. 
 And fet up in £ach of thine own, 
 
 A kingdom that never fliall end. , 
 Thou only art able to blcfs, ^ 
 
 And make the glad nations obey, 
 And bid the dire enmity ceafe, 
 
 And bow the whole world to thy fway, 
 
 4 Come then to thy fervants again, 
 
 Who long thy appearance to know ; 
 Thy quiet and peaceable reign, 
 
 In mercy eftablifli below ; 
 All forrow before thee fliall fly. 
 
 And anger and hatred be o*er. 
 And envy and malice fhai) die. 
 
 And difcord affliA us no more. 
 
 5 No horrid alarum of war 
 
 Shall break our eternal repofe ; 
 No found of the trumpet is there. 
 
 Where Jefus's Spirit o'erflows : 
 Appeased by the charms of thy grace," 
 
 We all fliall in amitj^Jpin, 
 And kindly each other embface, 
 
 And love with a paflion like thine. 
 
 HYMN LVIII. C. M. 
 J /^OME, Father, Son, and Holy Ghod, 
 V^ One God in perfons three, 
 Bring back the heav*nly bleffing loft 
 By all mankind and me. 
 
PETITION. 6^, 
 
 2 Th^'' favoiir, and thy nature too, 
 
 To me, to all reft ore ; 
 Forgive, and after God renev/. 
 And keep rne evermore. 
 
 3 Eternal Sun of Right eoufn?fs, 
 
 Difplay thy bearns divine, 
 And.caufe the glories of thy face, 
 
 Upon my heart to fnine. 
 4- Light in thy light, O ir.ay I fee, 
 
 Thy grace and mercy prove ! 
 Reviv'd, and cheer'd, and bleft by thee, 
 
 The God of pard'ning love ! 
 
 5 Lift up thy countenance ferene, • 
 
 And let thy happy child 
 Behold, without a cloud between, 
 The Godhead reconcil'd 1 
 
 6 That all-comprifmg peace beftow 
 
 On rae through grace forgiv'n ; 
 Tae joy5 pf holinefs below. 
 And then the joye of heav'n ! 
 
 HYMN LIX. Jmfterdam. 
 
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 Thy holy arm dii^lay, 
 Send me fuccour from above, 
 
 In this my evil day ; 
 Arm my \^Jeaknef8 with thy pDw 
 
 WodTian's f<?ed appear within ! 
 Be n>y fafeguard and my tow'r, 
 
 A__gainil the face of lin. 
 Rock of my falvation^ haiie. 
 
 Extend thy rw^ip^ie Ihade, 
 F 2 " 
 
^4 PETITION. 
 
 Let It over me be caft, 
 
 And fcreen my naked head : 
 Save me from the trying hour ; 
 
 Thou my fure prote^ion be : 
 Sheher me from Satan's power, 
 
 Till I am fix'd on thee. 
 
 3 Set upon thyfeh" my feet, 
 
 And make me furely ftand ; 
 From temptations' rage and heat 
 
 Cover me with thine hand ; 
 L.et me in the cleft be plac'd ; 
 
 Never from my fence remove : 
 In thine arms of love cmbrac'd, 
 
 Of everlalting love. 
 
 HYMN LX. L. M. 
 
 1 /^OME, Saviour, Jefu, from above !■ 
 V-y Aflift me with thy heavenly grace ; 
 Empty my heart ,of earthly love, 
 
 And for thyfelf prepare the place. 
 
 2 O let thy facred prefcnce fill, '' 
 
 And fet my longing fpirit £i^ V .'. ^ 
 
 Vfhich pants to have no othcr^willy^' f * ? 
 
 But night and day to. feail on tiiee. • 
 
 5 While in this region, here below, 
 No o^hisr good v/ill I purfu.^ V 
 I'll bid this world of uoifr ajiji i^iow, 
 With all ks/gliLtei-ng fnares, adieu. 
 
 4 That path with humble fpeed Pll feck, 
 
 In which my Saviour's foctfteps Ihint; ; 
 Nor will I hearj rior will I fpcak 
 Of anv other love but thine. 
 
PETITION. <35 
 
 5 Henceforth may no profane delight 
 
 Divide this ccnfiicrated foul : 
 Polfefs it thou who haft the right, 
 As Lord and mailer of the whole. 
 
 6 Nothing on earth do I dtTire, 
 
 Bat thy pure love within ray breafl ; 
 This, only this, will 1 require, 
 And freely give up dl the reft. 
 
 HYMN LXI. Palmi'^, 
 
 H E praying fpirit breathe, • 
 The watching pow'r impart ; 
 From all entanglements beneath 
 
 Call off my per-cefal heart ; 
 My feeble mind fuftain, 
 
 By worldly thoughts oppreft ; 
 Appear and bid me turn agaiii 
 To my eternal reft. 
 
 3 Swift to my refcue come, 
 
 Thy own this monientfc::,^ ; 
 " Gather my wandering fp-ri; hcire, 
 And keep in'perfedl peace : 
 SunVr'd no more to rove 
 
 O'er all the earth abroa^'., 
 
 Arreft the pris'ner of thy lovc^ 
 
 And fh'jt me up in God. 
 
 H Y M N LXII. Broolc'i,,^ . 
 
 1, ^ K E P H E R P- di vlncj oiir w'-arAs r,'li ;■ . . 
 L3 i^ this our evil day j 
 To all thy tempted followers give 
 The pow'r tQ' watch and rri:v. 
 
66 Petition. 
 
 2 Long as our fi'ry trials iafl^ 
 Long; as the crofs we bear, 
 O let our fouls on thee be call 
 
 In neyer-ceaiing pray' 
 
 3 The fpirit of interceding grace 
 
 Giyx us in faith to claim ; 
 To \vrefl;le tilt we fee thy face. 
 And kno;vy thy hidden name. 
 
 4 Till thou thy pcrfeft love impart, 
 • Till tbou thyfelf befiow, 
 
 Be this the cry 0|f evr'y heart, 
 I will not let t^ee go. 
 
 5 I will not let thee go, unlefs 
 
 Tiiou tell thy nanie to me, 
 
 With ali thy great falvatian blefs, 
 
 And make me all like thee. 
 
 6 Then let me on the mountain top, 
 
 Behold thy open face, 
 "Where faith in fight is fwallow'd up, 
 And pray'r in endlefs praife. 
 
 HYMN LXIIL Oiney. 
 ESU, my ftrengthij niy hope, 
 On thee I caft my care, 
 With humble confidence IppJi yp» 
 
 And know tho,u h5fj\r'ft jny pray'r 
 Give m.e on thee to wait," 
 
 Till I can nil things ^lo. 
 On thee, almighty to create, 
 Almighty to renew. 
 
 I want a fob^r mind, 
 A felf-renojunciog' wjl^;^ 
 
 J 
 
PETITION^ <^7 
 
 That tramples down, and cafts behind, 
 The baits of pleafing ill : 
 A foul inurM to pain. 
 
 To hardftiip, grief, and lofs j 
 Bold to take up, firm to fuftain, 
 The confecrated crofs. 
 
 I want a godly fear, 
 
 A quick difcerning eye, 
 That looks to thee when fin is nearj 
 And fees the tempter fly ; 
 A fpirit dill prepared, 
 
 And arm'd with jealous cai'e? 
 For ever (landing on its guard,, 
 And watching unto pray'r* 
 
 I want a heart to pray, 
 To pray and never ceafe, 
 Never to murmur at thy ftay. 
 Or wifh my fufF'rings lefs. 
 This bkfling above all — 
 Always to pray I want, 
 Out of the deep on thee to call. 
 And never, never faint. 
 
 I want a true regard, 
 A fingle, fteady aim, 
 UnmovM by threat'ning or reward. 
 To thee and thy great name : 
 A jealous, jyft concern 
 
 For thine immortal praife ; 
 A pure defire that all may learn, 
 And glorify thy grace. 
 
 I reft upon thy word : 
 The promifc is for mc ; 
 
My fucco^r and falvation, Lord, j 
 
 Sh'd]\ furel]^ come from thee, 
 But let me (Hll abi.de^^ . 
 
 Nor from my hope rcrr)<)vc, 
 Till thou my pati< rit fpWt V/jcJ-^ 
 
 Into thy perftfl lovs. ' „ - , . 
 
 HYMN LXIVv JVoo^r^. 
 
 1 T T EL P, Lord, to whom for Kelp I fir, 
 JTX And ftill my lnnpte(J.foul (land b\ 
 
 Throughout- the evil day; -- 
 The facred watchfulncfs imj>iirt,'" 
 And keep the iiTues of my heart, 
 
 And iiir irie up to pray. 
 
 2 My foul with ihy whole ajrp.our arm, 
 In each approach of fm alarrn„. 
 
 And fhew the danger near ; 
 Surround, fuftaio, and ftrengtHen me, 
 And fill with godly jealoufy. 
 
 And fan£lifylng fear. '4 
 
 3 Whene'er my carelefs hands hang down, 
 O let me fee thy gath'ring frown, 
 
 And feel thy warning eye ; 
 And darting cry, from ruin's brink, 
 Save, Jcfus, or I'yield, I fmk \ 
 
 O fave me, or 1 die ! 
 
 4 If near the pit I raflily ftra-y. 
 Before I wholly fall away, 
 
 The keen convi(!^ion dart ; 
 Recall me by that pitying, look, 
 That kind upbraiding glance which broke 
 
 Unfaithful Peter's heart,' .. ' 
 
PETITIO!^^ 69 
 
 .. 5 In me thine utfnofl' mercy fhow, 
 And make me like thyfelf below, 
 
 Unblamable in grace; 
 Ready prepar'd and fitted hsrey 
 By pcrfc;6t holineis t* appear 
 
 Before thy glorious face. 
 
 HYMN LXV. L. M. 
 I TESU, my Saviour, Brother, Friend, 
 J On whom I eaft nfy every care. 
 On whom for all things I depend, 
 Infpire, and then accept my pray'r. • 
 
 ! 2 If I have tailed of thy grace. 
 
 The grace that fure falvati^i brings 5 
 If with me now thy Spirit. 'ftaj?^,^ 
 
 And hov'ring, hides me In his wings ; 
 
 3 Still let him with my weaknefs ftay. 
 
 Nor for a moment's fpace depart; . 
 Evil and danger turn away, 
 !^ i\nd keep till he renews my heart, 
 
 4 When to the right or left I ftray. 
 
 His voice behind me may I hear, 
 " Return, and walk in Chrift thy way, 
 *' Fly back to Chrift, for fm is near.'' 
 
 • 5 His facred unilion from above 
 
 Be ftill my comfoiter and giaide ; 
 Till all the ilony he remove, 
 
 And in rr-.v loving heart relide. . 
 
 6 Jefus, I fain v>^ould wall^ in thee. 
 From natare's ev^y path retreat : 
 Thou art my way, my leader be, 
 
 And fct -.rroB the vock mv t>et. 
 
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 TITION. 
 
 7 Uphold me, Saviour, or I fall ; 
 
 O reach me out thy gracious hand I 
 Only on thee for help I call ; 
 Or.ly by faith in thee I ftand. 
 
 K y M N LXVI. S. M. 
 
 t A CHARGE to keep I have; 
 
 jt\, A God to glorify'; 
 A never-dying foul to fave. 
 
 And fit it for the flcy ; 
 To ferve the prefer t age,-^ 
 
 My calling to fulfil ; 
 O may jit all my pow'rs engage 
 
 To do ^y Mailer's will ! 
 
 2 Arm me with jealous care, 
 
 As in thy fight to live ; 
 And O thy fervant, Lord, prepare 
 
 A [i;ri6t account to give : 
 Kelp me to watch and pray, 
 
 And on thyfelf rely ; 
 Airiu-'d, if I my trull betray, 
 
 I fliall for ever die. 
 
 HYMN LXVII. Sno'wfitWz, 
 
 I TJ E it my only wifdom here, 
 
 J3 'To ferve the Lord with filial fear, 
 
 With loving gratitude ; 
 Superior fenfe may I difplay, 
 By fhunning every evil way. 
 
 And walking in the good. 
 
PETITION. 71 
 
 S ,0 may I (lill from fin depart ; 
 A wife and underftandmg heart, 
 
 Jefus, to me be giv'n i 
 And let me through thy Spirit know, 
 To glorify my God below, 
 
 And find my way to heav'n. 
 
 HYMN LXVIII. Lamf^. 
 
 t /^ O D of almighty love, 
 
 VJX By whofe fufficient grace 
 1 lift rtiy heart to things above, 
 And humbly feek thy face ; 
 Thro' Jefus Chrift the juil, 
 My faint defire receive. 
 And let me in thy goodnefs trufb^ 
 And to thy glory live. 
 
 2 Whatever I fay or do^ 
 
 Thy glory be my aim ; 
 My off 'rings ail be offer'd through 
 
 The ever-bleffcd name. 
 Jefn, my fingle eye 
 
 Be fix'd on thee alone ; 
 Thy name be prais'd on earlh, on h)<j-h ; 
 
 Tliy will by all be done. 
 
 3 Spirit of faith, infpire 
 
 My confecrated heart ; 
 Fill me with pure celeilial fire, 
 
 With all thou hart and art ; 
 My4eeble mind transform. 
 
 And pcrfeftly renevv-'d, 
 lato 'i ft' at c:;aiL a worm : 
 
 ^■\. worm exak to God ! 
 
iltition. 
 
 Y M N LXIX. Lanifs, 
 
 H E tiling my Gpd doth hate, 
 That I no more may do. 
 Thy creature. Lord, again create^ 
 And all my foul re^ssr : 
 My foul fhaUthen likjRhine, 
 Abhor the thing unclean, 
 And fan6lify'd by love divine. 
 For ever ceafe from hn. 
 
 2 That bleffed lav;' of thine, 
 
 Jefu, ta me impart ; 
 Thy ^dtt^s lavv of life divine, 
 M ^^S^ it in my heart ! 
 j||'^ Implant it deep within, 
 
 "Wfcciice it may ne'er remove^ 
 The law of liberty from fm, 
 • The pcrfedl lavv of love. 
 
 3 Thy nature be my law, 
 
 Thy fpotlefs fandity, 
 And fvveetly 'ev'r}' mothcnt draw 
 My happy foiij to th-e ; ' 
 Soul of my foul remain, 
 . Who .lidft for all fulfil, 
 h^ me, O Lard, fulfil again 
 
 Thy heav'nly Father's will. 
 
 H Y M N LXX. C. M. 
 
 FOR a heart to praife my God, 
 A heart from fin fet free ! 
 A h-avt that always feels thy blood, 
 So fr,.^dy fpilt for me ! 
 
PETITION. 
 
 2 A heart refign'd, rabmlflive. meek, 
 
 My great Redeemer's throne ; 
 Where only Cbnll Is heard to fpeak : 
 Where Jefus reigns aicnc. 
 
 3 O for a lowly contrite heart. 
 
 Believing, tri^ and clean, 
 Which neither life nor dezith can pcirt 
 From him that d-vvelis within. 
 
 4 A heart in ev'ry thought renev.-'c, 
 
 And full of love divine; 
 Perfecl, and right, and pure, and good. 
 A copy, Lord, of thine. 
 
 Thy tender heart is Hill the 
 And melts at human woe 
 
 Jefu, for thee dillrefs'd I am 
 I want thy love to know. 
 
 My heart, thou know'ft, can never reft. 
 
 Till thou qreate my peace ; 
 Till of my Eden repolTefs'd, ^* 
 
 From ev'ry fin I ccafe. 
 
 Fruit of thy gracious lips on me 
 Bellow, that peace unknown. 
 
 The hidden manna, and the tree 
 Of life, and the white ftone. 
 
 Thy nature, gracious Lord, Impart, 
 Come quickly from above ; 
 
 Write thy new name upon my lieart, 
 Thy ncv\^, bell nam.e oi love. 
 
\ PETITION. 
 
 HYMN LXXI. 1 1 2:h Pfalm. 
 
 THOU hidden love of God, whofe height, 
 Whofe depth unfathom'dsno man kno\vs, 
 I fee from far tiiy beauteous Kght, 
 
 I only figh for thy repofe; 
 My heart is pain'd, nor c^n it be 
 At reft, til) it finds reft in thee. 
 
 Thy fecret voice invites me flill 
 
 The fweetnefs of thy yoke to prove ; 
 
 And fain I would, but though my will 
 Seems fixM, yet wide my pafllons rove : 
 
 Yet hindrances flrew all the way: 
 
 I aim at thee, yet from thee ftray. 
 
 'TIs mercy all,, that thou haft brought 
 My mipd to le^^k her peace In thee I 
 Yet while I feek,' and find thee not, 
 , No peace my wand'ring foul (hall fee ; 
 O when ftiall all my wand'rings end. 
 And all -my fteps to thee-ward tend ? 
 
 Is there a thing beneath the fun, 
 
 That ftrlves with thee my heart to fhari- r 
 Ah ! tear it thence, and reign alone, 
 
 The Lord cf ev'ry motion there ! 
 Tlien fnali my heart from earth be free,^ 
 When it hath found repofe in thee. 
 
 Each moment draw from earth away 
 yij heart that lowly Wciits tliy call ; 
 
 Speak to my Inmoft foul, and lay, 
 
 " I am thy Love, thy God, thy All !** 
 
 To feel thy pow'r, to hear thy voice, 
 
 To tafte thy love, be all my choice. 
 
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 PETITION. 75 
 
 H Y M N LXXII, Car^. 
 E happy fmners, hear, 
 
 Tlie prls'ners of the Lord, 
 And wait till Chrift appear, 
 .. According to his word ; 
 Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 
 We fiiall from all our fins be free. 
 
 The Lord our righteoufnefs 
 We have long fince receivM ; 
 
 Salvation neareris 
 
 Than wheff' we firft believ'd ; 
 
 Rejoice in hope,' rejoice with me. 
 
 We fhall from all our /ins be free. 
 
 In God we put cur truft ; 
 
 If we our fins confefs, 
 Faithful he is, andju'-, 
 
 From all unrig-hteoufnefs 
 To cleanfe us all, both you and mt 
 We fhall from all our fms be free. 
 Surely in us the hope 
 
 Of glory faall appear ; 
 Sinners, your heads lift up. 
 
 And fee redemption near; 
 Again I fay, rejoice with me, 
 Wp (hall from all our fms be free. 
 
 Who Jrlu'sfuff 'rings fhare. 
 My leHotr-pris^ners now, 
 Ye foon the wreath fhall wear 
 . On your triumphant T^row : 
 Pv^joice in hope, rejoice with me, 
 We fnali from all our- fms be free 
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) PETITION. 
 
 The word of God is fare, 
 
 And never can remove, 
 We fhall in heart be pui"^'. 
 
 And pcrfe6led in love : ^ 
 Rejoice in hope, rejoice with mc, 
 We (hall from ^11 our fins be free. 
 
 Then let lis gladly bring 
 
 Our facr'fice of praife, 
 Let us give thanks, and fing, 
 
 And glory in his grace: 
 Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 
 \Ve fhall from all our lins be free. 
 
 H Y M N LXXIII. C. M. 
 
 O R ever here my reft fhall be, 
 Glofe to thy bleeding fide ; 
 This all my hope, and all my plea, 
 For me the Saviour dy'd ! 
 
 2 My dying Saviour, and rny Gcd, 
 
 Fountain for guilt and im. 
 Sprinkle me ever with taj blood. 
 And cleanfe, and keep me clean. 
 
 3 Wafn me, and make me thus thine own ; 
 
 Wafh me, and mine thou art : 
 Wafh me, but not my feet alone. 
 My hands, my head, my heart. 
 
 4 Th' atonement of thy blood app-y? 
 
 Till faith to fight improve4 
 Till hope in full fruition die,' 
 And all mv foul be love. 
 
PETITION. 
 
 HYMN LXXIV. C. M. 
 
 1 TESU, my life, thyfelf apply, 
 J Thy lioly Spirit breathe : 
 My vile affections crucify. 
 
 Conform me to thy death. 
 
 2 Coriqu'ror of hell, and earth, and lin^ 
 
 Still with the rebel ftrive ; 
 Enter my foul, and work. within, 
 And kill, and make alive ! 
 
 3 More of thy life, and more I have. 
 
 As the old Adam dies : 
 Bury me, Saviour, in thy grave, 
 That 1 with thee may rife. 
 
 4 Reign in m€, Lord',- thy foes controul. 
 
 Who would not own thy fv»'ay : 
 Difiufe thine image through my foul, 
 Shine to the perfeft day. 
 
 5 Scatter the lail remains of Tin, 
 
 And feal me thine abode ; 
 O make me glorious ail within, 
 A temple built by God. 
 
 HYMN LXXV. Savannah, 
 
 QLY Lamb, who thee receive^ 
 _!. Who in thee begin to live, 
 Day and night they cry to thee, 
 As thou art, fo let us be ! 
 
 2 Jefu, fee my panting bread: 
 See, I pant in thee to reft ! 
 Glat}ly would I now b^ clean : 
 Cleanic me now from ev'rv fin. 
 
■Jo PETITION. 
 
 5 Fix, O fix my wav'ring mind ; 
 To thy crofs my fplrit bind ; 
 Earthly pafiions far remove ; 
 Swallow up my foul in love. 
 
 4 Dufl and afhes though we be. 
 Full of guilt and mifery, 
 Thine we are, thou Son of God, 
 Take the purchafe of thy blood. 
 
 5 AVho in heart on thee believes, 
 He th' atonement now receives : 
 He with joy beholds thy face. 
 Triumphs in thy pard'ning grace. 
 
 6 See, ye finners, fee the flame 
 Rihng from the flau^hter'd Lamb, 
 Mark the new, the living way. 
 Leading to eternal day ! 
 
 7 Jefus, when this light we fee. 
 All our foul's athirft for thee ; 
 When thy quick'ning pow'r we prove, 
 All our heart difTolves in love. 
 
 8 Boundlefs wifdom, pow'r divine. 
 Love unfpeakable are thine ! 
 Praife by all to thee be giv'u, 
 Sons of earth, and hells of hcav'n. 
 
 HYMN LXXVI. C. M. 
 
 I T E S Ui thou art our King, 
 ^i To me thy fuccour bring : 
 Chrift the mighty one art thou, 
 
 Flelp for all on thee is laid ; 
 This is the word, •' claim it nov^-, 
 
 Send me now the promis'd aid. 
 
PCTIf ION. 
 
 Hijjb on thy Father's throne^ 
 
 O look witli pity <h3\vn ; 
 Help, O help ! attend n^y call, 
 
 Captive lead captivity : 
 Kin^ of glor)'-, Lord of all, 
 
 Chriil, the Lord, be king to me. 
 
 I pant to t'-:A thy fway, 
 
 And orily thee t' obey : 
 Thee my Ipint gaii)s to meet ; 
 
 This my one, my ceafelefs pray'r, 
 Make, O iiiake my heart thy feat ! 
 
 O fet up thy kingdom there ! 
 
 Triumph and reign in me. 
 
 And fpread thy victory : 
 Hell, and death, and fin controiil, 
 
 Pride, and wrath, and ev'ry foe ; 
 All fubdiie : through ail my foul 
 
 Conqu'ring and to conquer go. 
 
 H Y M N LXXVn. C. M. 
 
 O R D, I believe thy ev'ry word. 
 Thy ev'ry promife true : 
 And lo ! I wait on thee, my Lord, 
 Till I my (Irength renew. 
 
 2 IF in this feeble flefli I may 
 
 Av/hile diew forth thy praife, 
 Jefi:, fupport the tottering clay, 
 Ai:d lengthen out my days. 
 
 3 L^ fich a worm as I can fpread 
 
 The common Saviour's name. 
 
8o PETITION. 
 
 Let him who rais'd thee from the dead, 
 Quicken my mortal frame. 
 
 4 Still let me live thy blood to fiiow. 
 
 Which purges ev'ry ftain ; 
 
 And gladly linger out below, 
 
 A fexv more years In pain. 
 
 5 Spare me, till I my ftrength of foul, 
 
 Til] I thy love retrieve ; 
 Till faith fhall make my fpirit whole, 
 And perfeA foundnefs give. 
 
 6 For this in fteadfaft hope I wait, 
 
 Now Lord, my foul reftore ; 
 Now the new heav'ns and earth create, 
 And I fhall fm no more. 
 
 HYMN LXXVIIL Wejlminflcr, 
 
 I ' "1" O'V E divine, all loves excelling, 
 i A Joy of heav'n, to earth come down ; 
 Fix in us thy humble dwelling, 
 
 All th)' faithful mercies crown : 
 Jefu, thou art all compaffion. 
 
 Pure, unbounded hive tHou art : 
 Vifit us v/ith thy falvation. 
 Enter ev'iy trembling heart. 
 
 2 Breathe, O breathe thy loving fpirit 
 
 Into cv^-y troubled bread ; 
 Let us all in thee inherit. 
 
 Let us find that fecond reft. 
 Take away our bent of finning, 
 
 Alpha and Omega be. 
 End of faith as its beginning. 
 
 Set our hearts at liberty. 
 
PETITION. 8l 
 
 3 Come, almighty to deliver, 
 
 Let us all thy life receive, 
 Suddenly return, and never, 
 
 Never more thy temples leave ; 
 Thee we would be always bkiTing, 
 
 Serve thee as thy hofts above, 
 Pray, and praife thee without ceafing', 
 . Glory in thy perfedl love. 
 
 4 Finifh then thy new creation. 
 
 Pure and fpotlefs let us be ; 
 Let us fee thy great {alvation, 
 
 Perfedly reftor'd in thee ; 
 Chang*d from glory into glory, 
 
 Till in heav'n we take our place. 
 Till we caft our crowns before thee, 
 
 Loit in wonder, love, and praife I 
 
 HYMN LXXIX. L. M. 
 
 THAT ray load of iin were gone! 
 O that I could at lail fubmit 
 At Jefa's feet to lay it down ! 
 To lay my foul at Jefu's feet ! 
 
 Reft for my foul I long to find : 
 Saviour of all if mine thou art. 
 
 Give me thy meek and lowly mind, 
 And llamp thine image on my heart. 
 
 Breik off the yoke of inbred fin, 
 
 And fully fet my fpirit free, 
 I cannot reil till pure within. 
 
 Till I am w-holly loft in thee* 
 
8? PETITION. 
 
 4 Fain would I learn of thee, my Gad ; 
 
 Thy light and eafy burden prove, 
 The crol's all llain'd with hallow'd blood, 
 The labour of thv dvlnof love. 
 
 5 I would; but thou mull give the pow'r; 
 
 My heart from ev'ry fiu releafe ; 
 Bring near, bring near the joyful hour. 
 And fill nie with thy perfed: peace. 
 
 6 Come, Lord, the drooping finner cheer ! 
 
 Nor let thy chariot-wheels delay ! 
 Appear, in my poor heart appear ! 
 My God, my Saviour, come away ! 
 
 H Y IvI N LXXX. Wtjluu^er. 
 
 1 y IGHT oflife, feraphic fire, 
 JL_j Love divine, thy4clf impart, 
 Ev'ry fainting foul infpire ; 
 
 Shine in ev'ry drooping heart ! 
 Ev'ry mournful finner cheer ; 
 '■ Scatter all our guilty gloom ! 
 Son of God, appear, appear! 
 
 To thy human temples come. 
 
 2 Come in this accepted hour; 
 
 Bring thy heavenly kingdom 1;: r 
 Fill us With thy glorious pow'r, 
 
 Rooting out the feeds of fir: : 
 Nothing more can we require ; 
 
 We will covet nothing lefs ; 
 Jje thou all our heart's defirf , 
 
 All our joy, and all our \.c^x ! 
 
PETITION. 83 
 
 H Y M N LXXXI. Founde:':^, 
 
 1 /^ O D of all-redeeming grace, 
 V_T By thy pard'ning love compell'd, 
 Up to thee our fouls we raife, 
 
 Up to thee our bodies yield ; 
 Thou our facrifide receive. 
 
 Acceptable through thy Son, 
 While to thee alone we live, 
 
 While we die to thee alone. 
 
 2 Meet it is, and juft and right, 
 
 That vv-e ihouid be w^hoUy thine ; 
 In thy only will unite, 
 
 ,In thy bleffed fervice join : 
 O that ev'ry Vv^ork and word 
 
 Might proclaim how good thou art : 
 Holinefs unto the Lord 
 
 Still be wrote upon our heart 1 
 
 , HYMN LXXXIl. C. M. 
 
 1 TT E T him to whom we now belong, 
 JL J His fov'reign right affert ; 
 
 And take up ev'ry thankful fong, 
 And ev'ry loving heart. 
 
 2 He juflly claims us for his own. 
 
 Who bought us with a price! 
 The Chriilian lives to Chrill alone. 
 To Chrill alone he dies. 
 
 ^; Jefus ! tliine own at laft receive, 
 
 Flilfil our hearts' defire ; 
 
 And let U3 to thy glory live. 
 
 And in tliv caufe expire. 
 
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84 PETITION. 
 
 4 Our fouls and bodies we refign ; 
 With joy we render thee 
 Our all, no longer ours, but thine, 
 To all eternity. 
 
 HYMN LXXXIII. 112th Pfalm, 
 
 1 TOEHOLD thefervantof the Lord* 
 X3 I wait thy guiding eye to feel, 
 
 To hear and keep thy ev*ry word, 
 
 To prove and do thy perfect will ; 
 Joyful from my own works to ceafe, 
 Glad to fulfil all righteoufnefs. 
 
 2 Me, if thy grace vouchfafe to ufc, 
 
 Meaneft cf all thy creatures, me. 
 The deed, the time, the manner chufe. 
 
 Let all my fruit be found of thee : 
 Let all my works in thee be wrought. 
 By thee to full perfection brought. 
 
 3 My ev'ry weak, though good defign, 
 
 O'er-rule, or change, asfeems thee meet 
 Jefu, let all my work be thine ! 
 
 Thy work, O Lord, is all complete. 
 And pleafing in thy Father's fight : 
 Thou only haft done all things right. 
 
 4 Here then to thee thy own I leave, 
 
 Mould as thou wilt thy paffive clay; 
 But let me all thy flamp receive. 
 
 But let mc all thy words obey ; 
 iSen-e with a Hngle hc^art and eye, 
 And to thy olor\- live and die. 
 
PETITION. S^ 
 
 HYMN LXXXIV. Dedicathn, 
 
 FATHER, Son, and Holy Ghoft, 
 One in Three, and Three in One, 
 As by the celeillal hoft, 
 
 Let thy will en earth be done ; 
 Praife by all to thee be giv'n, 
 GHorious Lord of earth and heav'n. 
 
 If fo poor a worm as I 
 
 Alay to thy great glory live, 
 All my aftions fan<2:ify, 
 
 All iifiy words and thoughts receive ; 
 i Claim me for thy fervice, claim 
 All I have and ail I am, 
 
 3 Take my foul and body's pow'rs ; 
 
 Take my memory, mind, and willj 
 All my goods, and all my hours. 
 
 All I know, and all I feel ; 
 All I think, or fpeak, or do : 
 Take my heart ; but make it new ! 
 
 4 Now, O God, tby own I am ! 
 
 Now I give thee back thy own ; 
 Freedom, friends, and health, and fame, 
 
 Confecrate to thee alone : 
 Thine I live, thrice happy I ; 
 Happier Hill if thine I die ! 
 
 5 Father, Son, and Holy Gholl, 
 
 One in Three, and Three in One, 
 As by the celeftial hoft. 
 
 Let thy will on earth be done ; 
 Praife by all to thee be giv'n, 
 Glorious Lord of earth and heaven. 
 
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 86 PETITION. 
 
 HYMN LXXXV. S. M. 
 
 E S U, my triitli, my way, 
 My lure unerriiig ligHt, 
 On thee my feeble fteps I Hay, 
 
 Which thou wilt guide aright. 
 
 My wifdom aflfd my guide. 
 My counfellor thou art : 
 O let me never leave tliy lide, 
 Or from thy paths depart. 
 
 I lift my eyes to thee, 
 
 Thou gracious bleeding Lamb, 
 That I may now^ enlightened be, 
 And never put to fhame. 
 
 Never will I remove 
 
 Out of thy hands my caufe, 
 But reft in thy redeeming love. 
 And hang upon thy crofs. 
 
 . Teach me the happy art. 
 In all things to depend 
 
 On thee : O never, Lord, depart. 
 But love me to the end. 
 
 Still ilir me up to ftrive 
 
 With thee in flrength divine ; 
 ,And ev'ry moment. Lord, revive 
 This fainting foul of mine. 
 
 Peiiiil to fave my foul ^v 
 
 Throughout the fi'iy hour, 
 Till I am ev'ry whit made whole. 
 And fhow foith all thy pow'r. 
 
 Through fire and water bring 
 Into the wealthy place ; 
 
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PETITION. 
 
 And teach mc the nev/ fong to fmg. 
 When perfccled in grace ! 
 
 9 O make mc all like thee, 
 
 Before I hence remove : 
 Settle, co'ilirm and Ilablifh me, 
 And bu'dd me up in love. 
 
 10 Let me thy witnefs live. 
 
 When fin is all deftroyM : 
 And then my fpotlefs fowl receive. 
 And take me home to God. 
 
 HYMN LXXXVI. Brentford 
 
 O, in thy hand I lay. 
 And wait thy will to prove, 
 My potter, flamp on me, thy clay. 
 Thy only ftamp of love : 
 Be this my whole defire, 
 I know that it is thine ; 
 Then kindle in my foul a lire, 
 
 WhicTi (hall for ever (hine. 
 , Thy gracious readinefs 
 
 To fave mankind alTert : 
 Thy image, love, thy name imprefs. 
 Thy nature on my heart 1 
 Bowels of mercy, hear. 
 Into ray foul come down ; 
 Let it throughout my life appear. 
 That I have Chriil put on. 
 O pknt in me thy mind ! 
 O fix in me thy horn;' 1 
 So fliali I cry to all ma'ikind. 
 Come to the waters, com-e \ 
 
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88 PETTTION. 
 
 Jcfiis *iG fyll of gi-ace : 
 To all his bowels move : 
 Behold In me, ye falkn race. 
 That God is only love ! 
 
 HYMN LXXXVIL L. M. 
 
 1 /^ RE AT God, indulge my humble claim; 
 \^jr Be thou my hope, my joy, my reft ! 
 The glories that compofe thy name. 
 
 Stand all engagM to make me bleft. 
 
 2 Thou great and good, thou juft and wife. 
 
 Thou art my Father, and my God ! 
 And I am tliinc by facrcd tics. 
 
 Thy fon, thy fcrvant, bought with blood. 
 
 3 With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands. 
 
 For thee I long, for thee I look. 
 As travellers in thirlly lands 
 
 Pant for the cooliiig water-brook. 
 
 4 Even life itfelf, without thy love. 
 
 No lading pleaftire can afford ; 
 
 Yen, 't would a tivtTome burden prove. 
 
 If I v/ere b?.ni(h'd from thee. Lord ! 
 
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 5 I'll lift my hands, I'll raiie my voicCj i 
 
 V/hile I liavfr breath to pray cr p^-aife ; < 
 This work fi:all make my heart rejoice. 
 And fpend the ren:nant of my days. 
 
 HYMN LXXXVIII. X. M. 
 
 TrIOU, to whofe all-fearchinsr fioht 
 The darknf.fs fiiineth as the light, 
 Search, prove my heart, it psnts for thee 5 
 P buiil thcle hovcjn, awd kt ;•- iVee ! 
 
PETITION. 
 
 2 Wafh out its liains, refine its drofs, 
 Nail my affeAicMis to the crol's • 
 Hallow each thought ; let all ^vithin 
 Be clean as thou, my Lord, art clean. 
 
 2 If in this darkfomc wild I idray. 
 Be thou my light, be thou my way ; 
 No foes, no violence I tear. 
 No fraud, while thou my God, art near. 
 
 4 When riling floods my foul o'erilow. 
 When finks my heart in waves of woe, 
 jeius, tliy timely aid impart. 
 
 And raiie my head, and cheer my heart. 
 
 5 Saviour, where'er thy fteps 1 fee, 
 Dauntlefs, u.itir'd I follow thee ; 
 O let thy hand fupport me (liU, 
 And lead me to thy holy hill ! 
 
 6 If rough and thorny be the v.'^.y. 
 My ftrength propordon to my ^ay ; 
 
 , Till toil, aiid gnef, and pain (hall ceafe, 
 Where ail is calm, and joy, and peace. 
 
 H Y M N LXXXIX. L. M. 
 
 I "T E S U S, thou everlading king, 
 
 *! Accept the tribute, whicli \\c biiiig. 
 Accept thy v/ell-dvferv'd renown. 
 And wear our praifcs as thy crowtj. 
 
 ? Let every a6l of v/oi-fliip be 
 
 Like our e{i:>ouf:il3. Lord, to tfjee : 
 Like t}\f; blefl: hour, when from above 
 We fi.'il received the pledge of love. 
 
90 PETITION. 
 
 3 the gladnefs of that happy day, 
 O may it ever, ever Hay ! 
 
 Nor let our faith forfake its hold, 
 Nor hope decline, nor love grow cold 1 
 
 4 Each following minute as it flies, 
 Increafe thy praife, irr.prove our joys. 
 Till we are rais'd to ling thy name. 
 At the great fupper of the Lamb. 
 
 HYMN XC. Pafion, 
 
 1 /^OME, Lord, from above, 
 \^ The mountains remove, 
 
 O'erturn all that hinders the courfe of thy love : 
 
 My bofom infpire, 
 
 Inkiudle the fire. 
 And wrap my whok foul in the flames of defire. 
 
 2 I languifh and pine 
 For tlie comfort divine, 
 
 O when fl-^all I fay, " tny beloved is mine, 
 *' I have chofe the good part, 
 " My portion thou art, [heart." 
 
 " O love, I have found thee, O God in my 
 
 3 For this my Iieart iighs. 
 Nothing elfe can fu^ce : 
 
 How, Lord, can I purchafe the pearl of grcc 
 
 It cannot be bought, 
 
 And thou know*{i I have nought, 
 IsFot an aftion, a word, or a truly good though^ 
 
 4 But I hear a voice fay. 
 Without money you may 
 
 Receive it, whoever -hath nothing to pay ; 
 
 [price ? 
 of great 
 
PETITION. 91 
 
 Who on Jcfus relics, 
 
 Withjiut money or price, 
 The pearl of forgivcncfs and holiuefs buys. 
 5 The blefnng is free. 
 
 So, Lord, let it be : 
 I yield that thy love fliould be given to mc. 
 
 I freely receive 
 
 "What thou freely doil give. 
 And confent in thy love, in thine Eden to- live. 
 6 The gift I embrace, 
 
 The giver I praife, 
 And afcribe my falvation to Jefus*s grace ; 
 
 It came from above. 
 
 The foretafte I prove, 
 And I foon fiiail receive all thy fulnefs of love,. 
 
 HYMN XCI. S. M. 
 
 1 AND can I yet delay 
 jTjL My little all to give ? 
 
 To tear rny foul from earth av/ay, 
 
 For Jefus to receive ? 
 
 Nay, but I yield, I yield ! 
 
 I can hold out no more ; 
 I fmk, by dying love compelPd, 
 
 And own thee conqueror ! 
 
 2 Though late I all forfake. 
 My friends, my all refign ; 
 
 Gracious Redeemer, take, O take, 
 
 And feal me ever thine ! 
 
 Come and pofiefs me whole. 
 
 Nor hence again remove : 
 Settle and fix my wav'ring foul t.' 
 
 With aU thy weight of love. 
 
92 PETITION. I 
 
 3 My one defire be this, i 
 
 Thy only love to know ; 
 To feek and taite no other blifs, 
 
 No other good below. 
 
 My life my portion thou, 
 
 Thou all-fufficient art, 
 My hope, my heavenly treafure, now 
 
 Enter and keep my heart ! 
 
 HYMN XCII. Shepherd of IfraeL 
 
 1 np HOU Shepherd of Ifrael, and mine, 
 
 X The joy and defire of my heart. 
 For clofer communion I pine, 
 
 I long to refide where thou art : 
 The pafture I languish to find, 
 
 Where all who their fhepherd obey, 
 Are fed, on thy bofom reclin'd> 
 
 And fcreeh'd frftm the heat of the day. 
 
 2 Ah ! (hew me that happieft place. 
 
 That place of thy people's abode, 
 Where faints in an ecftacy gaze. 
 
 And hang on a crucify'd God : 
 Thy love for a finner declare. 
 
 Thy paflion and death on the tree j 
 My fplrit to Calvary bear, 
 
 To fuffer and triumph, with thee, 
 
 3 *Tis there with the la^bs of thy flock,' 
 
 There only I covet to reft ; 
 To lie at the foot of the rock, 
 Or rife to be hid in thy breaft : 
 
PETITION. jp3 
 
 *Tis there I would always abide, , 
 
 And never a moment depart ; 
 Conceal'd in the cleft of thy fide. 
 
 Eternally held in thy heart. 
 
 HYMN XCIII. 0%. 
 
 JESUS, my Lord, attend 
 Thy feeble creature's cry : 
 And fhew thyfelf the fmner*s friend, 
 And fet me up on high. 
 From hell's oppreilive pow'r 
 My ftruggling foul releafe ; 
 And to thy Father's grace reftore ; 
 And to thy perfed peace. 
 
 Thy blood and righteoufnefs 
 I make my only plea ; 
 My prefent and eternal peace 
 
 Are both deriv'd from thee. 
 Rivers of life divine 
 
 From thee, their fountain, flow \ 
 And all who know that love of thine. 
 The joy of angels know. 
 
 Come then, impute, Impart 
 To me thy righteoufnefs. 
 And let me taite how good thou art. 
 How full of truth and grace : 
 That thou canft here forgive, 
 Grant me to teftify. 
 And juilify'd by faith to live, 
 And in thti.t faith to die. 
 
;,.| I'F.TITION. 
 
 11 Y M N XCIV. C. M. 
 
 1 "1) EING of beings, God of love, 
 .J~) To thee our hearts we raife ; 
 Thy all-fultaining power we prove, 
 
 And gladly fing thy praife. 
 
 2 Thine, wholly thine, we pant to be, 
 
 Our facrifice receive ; 
 Made, and prcferv'd, and fav'd by thee, 
 To thee ourfelves we give. 
 
 3 Ilcav^n-ward our cv'ry wifh afpires, 
 
 For all thy mercy's ftore : 
 The fole return thy love requires, 
 lb that we aflc for more. 
 
 4 For more we ail< : we open then 
 
 Our hearts t' embrace thy will : 
 Tuiii and beget us, Lord, again ; 
 Willi all thy fulnefs fill. 
 
 5 Come, Holy Ghoft, the Saviour's love 
 
 Shed in our hearts abroad! 
 So fliall we ever live and move. 
 And be v/ith Chrift in God. 
 
 HYMN XCV. C. M. 
 
 1 f^ SUN of Righteoufnefs, arifc 
 \J With healing in thy wing ! 
 Tu my difeas'd, my fainting foul, 
 
 I^ife and falvation bring, 
 
 2 Tiicff c:loud8 of pride and fin difpel 
 
 liy thy all-piercing beam ; 
 Ij;.'^h!cn mine eyes wit?! faith, my I cart 
 V/ilh holy ho})e Infianje. 
 
PETITION. 95 
 
 3 My njind by thy all-quick'ning power 
 
 From low deiires ftt free ; 
 Unite my fcatter'd thoughtj, and fix 
 My love entire on tiice. 
 
 4 Father, tliy long-loft fon receive : 
 
 Saviour, thy pureluife own ; 
 Bleft comforter, witli peace and joy 
 Thy new-made creature crown. 
 
 5 Eternal, undivided Lord, 
 
 Co-eqaal One in Three, 
 On thee all faith, all hope be plac'd, 
 All love be paid to thee. 
 
 HYMN XCVI. Plymouth, 
 
 I O ON of God, thy blefling ^rant, 
 C3 Still fupply our ev'ry want ! 
 Tree of life, thy influence fhed, 
 With thy fap my fpirit feed. 
 
 3 Tendereft branch, alas ! am I, 
 Wither without thee and die, 
 Weak as helplefs infancy ; 
 O confirm my foul in thee. 
 
 3 Unfuftain'd by thee I fall ; 
 Send the help lox which I call ; 
 Weaker tium a bruifcd reed, 
 Help I every moment need. 
 
 4 All my hopes on thee depend ; 
 liovc me, favc me to the end : 
 Ciive me the continuing grace. 
 Take the everlafting praife. 
 
 I 
 
9^ PETITION. 
 
 HYMN XCVII. Plymonlh, 
 O R D, we come before thee now, 
 
 L 
 
 At thy feet we humbly bow ; 
 O ! do not our fuit difdain, 
 Shall we feek thee, Lord, in vain ? 
 
 2 Lord, on thee our fouls depend, 
 In compaffion now defcend ; 
 
 Fill our hearts with thy rich grace. 
 Tune our lips to fing thy praife. 
 
 3 In thine own appointed way, 
 Now we feek thee, here we ft ay ; 
 Lord, we know not how to go, 
 Till a bleffing thou beftow. 
 
 4 Send fome meffage from thy word. 
 That may joy and peace afl'ord ; 
 Let thy Spirit now impart 
 
 Full lalvation to each heart. 
 
 5 Comfort thofe who weep and mourn. 
 Let the time of joy return ; 
 
 Thofe that are caft down, lift up ; 
 Make them ftrong in faith and hope. 
 
 6 Grant that all may feek, and find 
 Thee a gracious God, -and kind : 
 Heal the fick, the captive free ; 
 Let us ail rejoice in thee. 
 
 HYMN XCVIII. WI:\tcjlMx 
 
 1 /"^ O M E, thou Almighty King, 
 
 \,^ Help us thy name to fing*. 
 
 Help us to praife ! 
 
PETITION. 97 
 
 Fatlier all glorious, 
 O'er all vi<Jhorio«s, 
 Come, and reigu over us. 
 Ancient of days. 
 
 2 Jefur., our Lord, arife, 
 ScvUter onv enemies, 
 
 And make them fall ! 
 Let thine altnighty aid 
 Our fure defence be made. 
 Our fouls on thee be ftay'd : 
 
 Lord hear our call. 
 
 3 Come, thou incarnate Vv^ord, 
 Gird on thy mighty fword, 
 
 Our pray'r attend : 
 Come and thy people blefs. 
 And give thy word fuccefs ; 
 Spirit of holinefs. 
 
 On us defcend. 
 
 4 Come, holy Comforter, 
 Thy facred witnefs bear 
 
 In this glad hour : 
 Thou who almighty art. 
 Now rule in every heart, 
 And ne'er from us depart, 
 
 Spirit of pow'r. 
 
 5 To the great One in Three 
 Eternal praiies be. 
 
 Hence — evermore \ 
 His fov'reign Majefly 
 May we in glory fee. 
 And to eternity, 
 
 Love and adore. 
 
PETITION. 
 
 HYMN XCIX. L. M. 
 
 F him who did falvation bring, 
 I could for ever think and fing ; 
 Ar'fe, ye guilty, he'll forgive ; 
 Arife, ye needy, he'H relieve. 
 
 Afl< but his grace, and lo ! 'tis given : 
 Adi, and he turns your hell to heaven : 
 Tho' fin and forrow wound my foul, 
 Jefu, thy balm will make it whole. 
 
 To fhame ovir fms he blufli'd in blood, 
 He clos'd his eyes to fhew us God ; 
 Let all the world fall down and know, 
 That none but God fuch love can fhow. 
 
 'Tis thee I love, for thee alone 
 I fhed my tears and make my moan ; 
 Where'er I am, where'er I move, 
 I meet the objeft of my love. 
 
 Infatiate to this fpring I fly ; 
 
 I drink, and yet am ever dry ; 
 
 Ah ! who againft thy charms is proof ? 
 
 Ah ! vvho that loves, can love enough ? 
 
 HYMN C. Funeral. 
 
 HO W tedious and taPtelefs the hours, 
 When Jefus no longer I fee ; 
 Sv.cct profpefts, fweet birds, and fweet flow'rS; 
 
 Have all loft their fweetnefs to me : 
 The midfummer iun fhines but dim, 
 
 The fields ftrive in vain to look gay ; 
 But when I am happy in him, 
 December's as pleafant us May. 
 
PETITION. 99 
 
 His name yields the richeft perfume, 
 
 And fweeter than naulic his voice j 
 Hi.^ prefence difperfes my gloom. 
 
 And makes all within me rejoice. 
 I fhould, were he always thus nigh, 
 
 Have nothing to vyiHi or to fear j * 
 No mortal fo happy as I, % 
 
 My fummer would laft all the year. 
 Content with beholding his face, 
 
 My all to his pleafure reHgn'd ; 
 No changes of feafon or place 
 
 Would make any change in my mind ; 
 While blefsM with a fenfe of his love, 
 
 A palace a toy would appear ; 
 And prifons v/ould palaces prove. 
 
 If J'jfus would dwell with me there. 
 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine. 
 
 If thon art my fun and my fong ; 
 Say, why do I languifh and pine ? 
 
 And why are my winters fo long ? 
 O drive thefe dark clouds from my fky, 
 
 Ti^y foul-cheering prefence reftore ; 
 Or take me to thee upon high, 
 
 AVhcre winter and clouds are no mere. 
 K Y M N CI. St. Peterh. 
 
 CO M E, thou fount of ev'ry blefTing, 
 Tune m.y heart to fing thy grace 1 
 Streams of mercy never ceafing. 
 
 Call for fongs of loudeft praife : 
 TdEch me fome melodiona fonnet. 
 
 Sung by flaming tongaes above ; 
 Praife the mount — I'm n;i'd upon it, 
 IvTount of t'nv redeeming love! 
 
 I 2 
 
ICO PETITION. 
 
 2 Here I'll raife mine Ebenezer, 
 
 Hither by thy help I'm come ; 
 • And I hope by thy good pleafure 
 Safely to arrive at home. 
 Jefus fought me when a ftranger, 
 
 Wand'ring from the fold of God ; 
 He, to refciie me from danger, 
 IntcrposM his precious blood ! 
 
 5 O i to grace how great a debtor 
 
 Daily I'm conftrainM to be ! 
 Let thy goodnefs, like a fetter. 
 
 Bind my wand'ring be^it to thee ; 
 Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it ; 
 
 Prone to leave the God I love — 
 Here's niy heyrt, O take and feal ft ; 
 
 Seal it for thy courts above. 
 
 HYMN CIL L. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, from whom all bleffings flow, 
 J Great builder of thy church below, 
 If now thy fpirit moves my brcafl, 
 Hear and fulnl thiae own requeft. 
 
 2 The few that truly call thee Lord, 
 And wait thy fanftifying word, 
 And tliee their utmoft Saviour own, 
 UiHte and perfed them in one. 
 
 ^ O let them all thy mind exprefs. 
 Stand forth thy chofen witnefTcs ; 
 Thy power unto falvation {how, 
 And perfect holinefs below. 
 
 4 In them let all m.ankind behold, 
 Hovv Chndians liv'd la days of old ; 
 
PETITION. lOI 
 
 Mighty their envious foes to move, 
 A proverb of reproach — and love. 
 
 5 O might my lot be caft with thefe. 
 The leaft of JclVs w tnelTes ! 
 
 O that my Lord would count me meet 
 To waih bfs dear difciplts' feet ! 
 
 6 This only thing do I require ; 
 
 Thou know*!! 'tis all my heart's defirCj 
 Freely what I receive to give. 
 The lerract of thy church to live : 
 
 7 After my lowly Lord to go, 
 Acd wait u-pon thj faii!ts below, 
 Bnjoy the gr^cc to angels giv'n. 
 And ierve the royal heirs of hcav'a. 
 
 8 Lord, if I aovr thy drawrings feel. 
 And alk according to thy will ; 
 Confirm the pra^-^r, the leal impart. 
 And fpeak the anfwer to my heart. 
 
 9 Tell me, or thca fhalt never go, 
 
 *' Thy pray'r is heard ; it ihcii be fo." 
 The words have pafs'd thy hps, and 1 
 Shall v»Ith tijy people live and die. . . 
 
 HYMN cm. ICmg^ivoQd, 
 1 T^ VER fainting with dcfire, 
 I J For thee, O Chriil, I call 1 
 ,Thee I reillefsly require, 
 
 I want my God, my All. 
 Jefu, dear redeeming Lord, 
 
 I wait thy coming from above : 
 Help me, Saviour, fpeak the '.vcrJ, 
 x^nd perfect: mc in love. 
 
J02 PETITION. 
 
 WJk thou fuller me to go 
 
 T •"•--, enting all my days ? 
 I never, never know 
 
 T'ly fanftifying grace ? 
 Wilt thou not the li^^ht afford, 
 
 The darknefs from my foul remove? 
 Re]p me, Saviour, fpcnk the word, 
 
 AiiJ pcrfoft me in love. 
 
 3 Lod, if 1 on thee believe, 
 
 The fecoiid gift impart ; 
 With th' indwelling Spirit give 
 
 A n'jw, a contrite htart : 
 If with love tl»y heart is llor'd, 
 
 If novv' oVr me thy bowels move, 
 Kcip me, Saviour, fpeak the word, 
 
 And perfe6l me in love. 
 
 4 Let me gain my calling's hope, 
 
 O make the fmner clean ! 
 Dry corruption's fountain up, 
 
 Cut off th' entail of fr.) : 
 Tc'ke me into thee, my Lord, 
 
 And* I fnall then rio longer rove : 
 Help me, Saviour, fpeak the word, 
 
 AncJ perfedl me i^i love. 
 
 5 Thou, my life, my treafure be, 
 
 My portion here below ! ' 
 
 Nothing would I feek but thee. 
 
 Thee only would I know : 
 My exceeding great reward. 
 
 My heav'n on earth, my heav'n above : 
 Jlelp me, Saviour, fpeak the word, 
 
 And perftcl mc In love. 
 
PETITION. 103 
 
 Grant me now the blifs to feel 
 
 Of tlipfe that are in thee ; 
 Son of God, thyfelf reveal, 
 
 Engrave thy name on mc : 
 As In heav'n be here ador'd. 
 
 And let me now the promiTe prove j 
 Help me, Saviour, fpeak the word, 
 
 And .perfeft me in love. 
 
 HYMN CIV. C. M. 
 
 1 "IV/TY God, I know, I feel thee mine, 
 JLVX And will not quit my claim, 
 Till all I have is loll in thine, 
 
 And all renew'd I am. 
 
 2 I hold thee with a trembling hand, 
 And will not let thee go, 
 
 Till fteadfaftly by faith I Hand, 
 A:id all thy goodnefs know. 
 
 3 Jcfu, thine all-viftorious love 
 Shed in my heart abroad ! 
 
 Then (liall my feet no longer rove, 
 Rooted and fix'd in God. 
 
 ■4 O that In me the facred fire 
 Might now begin to glow ! 
 Burn up the drofs of bafe defire, 
 , And make the mountains flow ! 
 
 O that it now from heav'n might faD, 
 
 And all my fins confume : 
 Come, Holy Ghoft, for thee I call, 
 
 •Spirit of burnings come. 
 
I04 PETITION.. 
 
 6 ReSning fire, go through 'my heart. 
 
 Illuminate ray foul ; 
 Scatter thy Ufe through ev'ry part. 
 And fanftify the whole. 
 
 7 Sorrow and fin fhall then exph'e, 
 
 \Vhen enter'd into reil ; 
 I onlv llvQ nriy God t' admire. 
 My God for ever bleft. 
 
 "?• My ileadfaft foul, from falling free. 
 Shall thr-n no longer move ; 
 But Chi'iil be all the world to me, 
 And all my heart be love. 
 
 H Y M N CV. Shepherd of Ifrael. 
 
 1 "^XT" H AT now is my objeft and aim ? 
 
 V V What now is my hope and defire ? 
 To follow the heavenly Lamb, 
 
 And after his image afpire : 
 My hope is all centered in thee ; 
 
 I truft to recover thy love ; 
 On earth thy falvation to fee. 
 
 And then to enjoy thee above. 
 
 2 I ihirfl for a life-giving God, 
 
 A God thnt on Calvary dy'd ; 
 A fountain of v.'ater and blood, 
 
 Which gufli'd from Immanuel's jGde ! 
 I ga(p for the llream of tliy love. 
 
 The fpirit of rapture unknown ; 
 And then to re-drink it above, 
 
 Eternally frefli from the throne. 
 
PETITION. IC5: 
 
 HYMN CVI. Bradford. 
 
 1 TESU, thy boundlefs love to me 
 
 J No thought can reach, no tongue declare: 
 O knit my thankful heart to thee, 
 
 And reign without a rival there ! 
 Thine wholly, thine alone I am ; 
 Be thou alone my conftant flame ! 
 
 2 O grant that nothing in my foul 
 
 May dwell, but thy pure love alone ! 
 O may thy love poffefs me whole ! 
 
 My joy, my treafure, and my crown : 
 Strange flames far from my heart remove ; 
 My ev'ry acl, word, thought, be love. 
 
 3 O love, how cheering is thy ray ! 
 
 All pain before thy prefence flies ; 
 Care, anguifh, forrow, melt away. 
 
 Where'er thy healing beams arife ; 
 O Jefu, nothing m.ay I fee, 
 Nothing dehre or feek but thee ! 
 
 4 Unweary'd may I this purfue, 
 
 DauKtlefs to the high prize afpire ; 
 Hourly within my foul renew 
 
 This holy flame, this heav'nly fire ; 
 And day and night be all m.y care 
 To guard this facred treafure there. 
 
 O that I as a little child 
 
 Mp.y follow thee and never rell. 
 
 Till fweetly thou haft breath 'd thy mild 
 And lovv-'y mind into my breali: ! 
 
 Nor evei; may we parted be, 
 
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 IC6 PETITION. 
 
 6 Still let tliy love point out my way ; 
 
 How wond*roiis things thy love hath wrought 
 Still lead me left I go aftray ; 
 
 Dii"e6l my word, infpire my thought : 
 And if I fall, foon may I hear 
 Thy voice, and know that love is near. 
 
 7 In fufF'ring be thy love my peace, 
 
 In weaknefs be thy love my pow'r, 
 And when the ftorms of life fiiall ceafe, 
 
 Jefu, in that important hour, 
 In death, as life, be thou my guide, 
 And fave me, who for me haft dy'd ! 
 
 HYMN CVII. L. M. 
 
 j TJOLY, and true, and righteous Lord, 
 X JL I wait to prove thy perfeft will ; 
 Be mindful of thy gracious word, 
 
 Ancl ftamp me with thy Spirit's feal. 
 
 2 Open my faith's interior eye : 
 
 Difplay thy glory from above; 
 And all I am fhall fink and die. 
 Loft in aftonifliment and love ! 
 
 3 Confound, o'ei"pow'r rne by thy grace ; 
 
 I would be by myfelf abhorr'd ; 
 All might, all majcfty, all praifc. 
 All glory be to Chrift my Lord ! 
 
 4 Now let me gain perfetlion's height ; 
 
 Now let me into nothing fall. 
 As lefs than nothing in my fight. 
 And feel that Chrift is all in all ! 
 
PETITIOff. 107 
 
 HYMN CVIII. Hotham. 
 
 1 Q AVIOUR of the fin-fick foul, 
 O Give me faith to make me whole : 
 Finifh thy great work of grace ! 
 
 Cut it fhort in righteoufnefs. 
 
 2 Speak the fecond time, ** Be clean !" 
 Take away my inbred fin; 
 
 Ev'ry ftumbling-block remove ; 
 Caft it out by perfeft love. 
 
 3 Nothing lefs will I require. 
 Nothing more can I defire : 
 None but Chrift to me be giv*n ; 
 None but Chrift in earth or heav'n* 
 
 4 O that I might now decreafe ! 
 O that all I am might ceafe ! 
 Let me into nothing fall ! 
 Let my Lord be all in all ! 
 
 HYMN CIX. C. M. 
 
 ■L 
 
 To all thy people known ; 
 A reft where pure enjoyment reigns. 
 And thou art lovM alone. 
 
 2 A reft where all our fou?s defire 
 
 Is iixM on things above ; 
 Where fear, and fin, and gnef expire, 
 Caft out by perfeft love. 
 
 3 O that I now the reft might know. 
 
 Believe and enter in ! 
 Now, Saviour, now the pow'r beftow. 
 
TO? PETITION. 
 
 4 Remove this bardnefs from ir.y hearty 
 
 This unbelief remove ; 
 To me the reft of faith impart, 
 The fabbatn of thy love. 
 
 5 I would be thiae, thou kDOw*ft I would^ 
 
 And have thee all my own j 
 Thee, O n:y all-fufiicient good, 
 I want, and thee alone. 
 
 6 Thy name to me, thy nature grant ! 
 
 This only this be giv*n ; 
 Nothing befide my God 1 want, 
 Nothing In earth or heav'-n. 
 
 '; Come, O m.y Saviour, come away. 
 Into my foul defccnd ! 
 No longer from thy*creatiJTC flay, 
 My author and my end ! 
 
 3 Come, Father, Son, and Holy Glioft, 
 And feal me thine abode ; 
 Let all I arn ia thee he ioil. 
 Let all be loll in Gcd ! 
 
 H Y M N ex. C. M. 
 
 OJ O Y F U L found of gofpel-grace^a 
 Chrlil uii.]\ in me apptfa;- ! 
 T , --r eii I, ihall (f.t his face ; 
 'j- h^ be holy heir. 
 
 z i'h^ ^Icmous crown j^f righteoufnefs 
 To me reach'd out I vi?w ; 
 Cc iju'r/>r •-hjn>ugii hIiTv, I foon (hall fei^:c 
 And wear ii: ai my due. 
 
 3 The promised land from PIfgah's top 
 I now exult to fee : 
 
PETITTON. 109 
 
 My hope Is fiill (O glorious hope) 
 Of immortality. 
 
 4 He vifits now this houfe of clay ; 
 
 He fhakes his future home : 
 O vvouldft thou, Lord, on this glad day. 
 Into thy tempk come. 
 
 5 With me, I know, I feel thou art, 
 
 But this cannot fuffice, 
 Unlefs thc'U planteil in my heart 
 A conftant paradife. 
 
 6 My earth thou wat'refl from on higljij 
 
 But make it all a pool ; 
 Spring up, O well, I ever cry, 
 Spring up within my foul. 
 
 7 Come, O my God, thyfelf reveal ! 
 
 Fill all this mighty void : 
 Thcu only canft my fplrit fill ; 
 Come, O my God, my God ? 
 
 8 Fulfil, fulfil my large defires, 
 
 Large as infinity ; 
 Give, give me all my foul requires, 
 All, all that is in thee ! 
 
 HYMN CXL C. M. 
 
 1 TLSUS hath dy'd that I might live, 
 J Might live to God alone ; 
 
 In him «eternv^l life receive, 
 And be in fpirit one. 
 
 2 Savlouvj I thank thee for the grace, 
 
 The gift imfpeakable; 
 And wait with arms of faith t* embrace. 
 And all thy love to feel. 
 
no PETITION. 
 
 3 My loul breaks out in ftrong defire, 
 
 The perfect blifs to prove ; 
 My longinpr heart is all on fire, 
 To be difTolv'd in love. 
 
 4 Give me thyfelf, from ev'ry boa0;, 
 
 prom ev'ry fm fet free ; 
 
 Let all I am in thee be loft, 
 
 But give thyfelf to me. 
 
 5 Thy gifts, alas ! cannot fufficc, 
 
 Unlcfs thyfelf be giv'n ; 
 Thy prefence makes my paradifc. 
 And where thou art is heav'n ! 
 
 H Y IVJ I^ CXIL SmlthfieWs. 
 
 1 np^ HO U great, myfterious Godunknowrii' 
 
 I Whofe love hath gently led me on, 
 
 Ev'n from my infant days ; 
 Mine inmoft foul expofe to view, 
 And tell me if I never knew 
 
 Thy juftifying grace, 
 
 2 If I have only known thy fear, 
 And follovv'd with an heart fincere, 
 
 Thy drawing from above ; 
 Now, now the farther grace beftow. 
 And let my fprinkled confcience know, 
 
 Thy fweet forgiving love. 
 
 3 Short of thy love I would not ftop, 
 A ftranger to the gofpel hope. 
 
 The fcnfe of fin forgiv'n : 
 I would not. Lord, my foul deceive, 
 Without thy inward witnefs live, 
 
 That ajitepaft of hcav*n. 
 
PETITIOJ^. Ill 
 
 4 If now the witilefs were In me, 
 Would he not teftify of thee, 
 
 In Jefus reconcil'd ? 
 And fhould I not with faith draw nigh, 
 And boldly, Abba Father, cry, 
 
 I know myfelf thy child ? 
 
 5 Ah ! never let thy fervant reft, 
 Till of my part in Chrlil poffefs'd, 
 
 I on thy mercy feed ; 
 Unworthy of the crumbs that faM, 
 Yet rais'd by him who dy'd for all, 
 
 To eat the children's bread. 
 
 6 Whatever obflrudts thy pard'ning love. 
 Or fin, or righteoufncfs, remove, 
 
 Thy glory to dilplay : 
 Mine heart of unbelief cbnvingey 
 And now abfolve me from my fiH** 
 
 And take them all av^ay. 
 
 HYMN CXIII L. M. 
 
 1 T\ /FY hope, m.y All, my Savmif ithoiV ? 
 -LVX To thee, lo ! now my fb-ul I bow : 
 
 1 ieel the blifs thy wounds impart, 
 I find thee, Saviour, in my heart. 
 
 2 Be thou my ftrength, be thou my way, 
 protect me through my life's fhort dayj 
 In all my adts may wifdom guide, ~ ~ 
 And keep me. Saviour, near thy fide. 
 
 3 Corre6l, reprove, and comfort me j 
 As I have need, my Saviour be : 
 And if I would from thee depart. 
 Then clafp mc, Saviour, to tl-y heart. 
 
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l}f. PETITION. 
 
 4 In fierce temptation's darkefl hour. 
 Save me from fin and Satan's pow'r j 
 Tear every idol from thy throne. 
 And reign, my Saviour — reign alone. 
 
 5 My fufF'ring time fhall foon be o'er. 
 Then fhall I figh and weep no more : 
 My ranfom'd loul (hall foar away, 
 To fing thy praife in endlefs day. 
 
 • HYMN CXIV. C. M. 
 
 1 T E S U S, the all-fuftaining Word, 
 J My fallen fpirit's hope, 
 
 After thy lovely likenefs, Lord, 
 O when Ihall I wake up ? 
 
 2 Thou, O my God, thou only art 
 
 The life, the truth, the way ; 
 Quicken my foul, inftru6t my hearf. 
 My fmking footlleps ftay. 
 
 3 Of all thou haft in earth below. 
 
 In heav'n above to give. 
 Give me thine only felf to know, 
 In thee to walk and live, 
 
 4 Fill me with all the life of love, 
 
 In myftic union join 
 Me to thyfelf, and let me prove 
 The fellowfhip divine. 
 
 5 Qpen the intercoiirfe between 
 
 My longing foul and thee. 
 Never to be broke off again 
 Through all eternity. 
 
PETITION. 113 
 
 HYMN CXV. C. M. 
 
 1 T T O W vain are all things here below, 
 Xn How falfe, and yet how fair ! 
 Each plcafure hath its poifon too, 
 
 And ev*ry fweet a fnare. 
 
 2 The brighteft things below the fliy 
 
 Give but a flattering light ; 
 We fhould fufpeft fome danger nigh. 
 Where we poffefs delight. 
 
 3 Our deareft joys, and neareft friends. 
 
 The partners of our blood, 
 How they divide our wavering minds. 
 And leave but half for God ! 
 
 4 The fondnefs of a creature's love, 
 
 How flrong it flrikes the fenfe 1 
 Thither the warm affeftions move, 
 Nor can we call 'em thence. 
 
 5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be 
 
 My foul's eternal food j 
 And grace command my heart away 
 From all created good. 
 
 HYMN CXVI. Pajion. 
 
 L L ye that pafs by. 
 To Jefus draw nigh : 
 To you is it nothing that Jefus fhould die ? 
 Your ranfom and peace, 
 Your furety he is, 
 Come fee if there eVer v/as forrov/ like his. 
 
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114 PETITION. 
 
 2 For wiiat you have done, 
 His blood mull atone ; 
 
 The Father hath punifh'd for you his dc«r Son. 
 
 The Lord, in the day 
 
 Of his anger, did lay 
 Your fins on the Lamb, and he bore them away. 
 
 3 He anfwer'd for all, 
 O come at his call, 
 
 And low at his crofs with aftonifhment faU. 
 
 But lift up your eyes 
 
 At Jefus's cries, 
 Impaflive he fuffers, immortal he dies* 
 
 4 He dies to atone 
 
 For fins not his own ; [done. 
 
 Your debt he hath paid, and your work he hath 
 
 Ye all may receive 
 
 The peace he did leave, 
 AVho made intercefiion, " My Father^ forgive.'' 
 
 5 For you and for me 
 He pray'd on the tree ; 
 
 His prayer is accepted, the fmoer is free. 
 
 The finner am I, 
 
 Who on Jefus rely. 
 And come for the pardon God cannot deny. 
 
 6 My pardon I cldin, 
 Fpr a iinner t am, 
 
 A fmner believing in Jefus's name. 
 
 He pm-chasM the grace, 
 
 Which now I embrace ; 
 O Father, thou^now'ft he hath dy'd in^my place. 
 
PETITION. 115 
 
 7 His death is my plea, 
 
 My advocate fee, f me : 
 
 And hear the blood fpeak that, hath anfwerM for 
 Acquitted I was 
 When he bled on the crofs. 
 
 And by lofing his life he hath carry'd my caufe* 
 
 HYMN CXVII. L. M. 
 
 1 "T X T H EN, gracious Lord, when fhall it be, 
 
 V V That I fhall find my all in thee ? 
 The fulnefs of thy promife prove, 
 The feal of thine eternal love ? 
 
 2 A poor blind child I wander here,. 
 If haply I may feel thee near: 
 
 dark ! dark ! dark ! I ftill muft fay, 
 Amidft the blaze of gofpel-day. 
 
 3 Thee, only thee I fain would find, 
 And call the world and flefh behind ; 
 Thou, only thou to me be giv'n. 
 Of all thou hall in earth or heav'n* 
 
 4 When from the arm of flefh fet free, 
 Jefu, my foul fhall fly to thee : 
 Jefu, when I have loft my all, 
 
 1 fhall upon thy bofom fall. 
 
 HYMN CXVIIL L. M. 
 
 J T T 7" Horn man forfakes thou wilt not leave, 
 V V Ready the outcalls to receive j 
 Though all my fimplenefs I own, 
 And all my faults to thee are known. 
 
H6 PETITION. 
 
 2 Ah ! wherefore did I ever doubt ; 
 Thou wilt in no wife caft me out, 
 An helplefs foul that comes to thee, 
 With only lin and mifery. 
 
 3 Lord, I am fick, my ficknefs cure : 
 I want, do thou enrich the poor : 
 Under thy ntighty han<i I ftoop : 
 O lift the abjed finner up. 1 
 
 4 Lord, I am blind, be thou my fight I 
 I-.Oid, I am weak, be thou my might I 
 A helper of the htlplefs be, 
 
 And let me find my all in thee I 
 
 HYMN CXIX. C. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, Redeemer of mankind,* 
 J Difplay thy favin^ pow'r ; 
 Thy mercy let thefe out-cajfls find. 
 
 And know their gracious hour. 
 
 2 Ah 1 give them, Lord, a longer fpace, 
 
 Nor fiiddenly confume j 
 But let them take the profTer'd grace. 
 And flee the wrath to come. 
 
 3 O would'ft thou caft a pitying look 
 
 (All goodnefs as thou art) 
 Like that which faithlefs Peter's broke, 
 On each obdurate heart ! 
 
 4 Who thee beneath their feet have trod. 
 
 And crucify'd afrefh, 
 Touch with thine all-vi^lorious blood, 
 Aiid turn the itone to flefli. 
 
PETITION* 117 
 
 5 Open their eyes, and ears, to fee 
 Thy crofs, to hear thy crl^s : 
 
 Sinner, thy Saviour weeps for thee. 
 For thee he weeps and dies. 
 
 6 All the day long he meekly {lands 
 His rebels to receive, 
 
 And fhevv's his wounds, and fpreads his hand?. 
 And bids you turn and live. 
 
 7 Turn, and your fins of decpefl die 
 
 He will with blood efface ; 
 Even now he waits the blood t' apply, 
 • Be fav'd, be fav'd by grace. 
 
 8 Be fav'd from hell, from fin and fear; 
 
 He fpeaks you now forgiv*n ; 
 
 Walk before God, be perfed here. 
 
 And then come up to heav'n. 
 
 HYMN CXX. 1 1 zth Pfalm. 
 
 1 J^^ GOD of good, the unfathom'd fea, 
 \JI Who would not give his heart to thee ! 
 
 Who would not love thee with his might, 
 O Jef'i, loveii of mankind ? 
 \/ho would not his whole foul and mlnd^ 
 
 With all his ftr'englh to thee unite ? 
 
 2 Thou fhin'ft with everlafting rays ; 
 Before the unfufferable blaze, 
 
 Angels with both wings veil their eyes i 
 Yet free as air thy bounty ftreams 
 On all thy works : thy mercy's beam« 
 
 DifFufive as the fun's, arife. 
 
El8 PETITION. 
 
 3 AflonifiiM at thy frowning brow, 
 
 Earth, hell, and heaven's ftrong pillars bow, 
 
 Terrible majefty is thine ! 
 Who then can that vaft love exprefs, 
 Which bows thee down to me, who lefs 
 
 Than nothing am, till thou art mine ! 
 
 4 High thronM on heaven's eternal hill. 
 In number, weight, and meafure ftill, 
 
 Thou fweetly order'ft all that is : 
 And yet thou deign'ft to come to me, 
 And guide my fteps, that I with thee 
 
 Enthroned may reign in endlefs blifs. 
 
 HYMN CXXI. Pafion, 
 
 1 f^ JESUS, my reft, 
 
 V^ How unfpeakably bleft 
 Is the finner that comes to be hid in thy breaft ! 
 
 2 I come at thy call. 
 At thy feet do I fall. 
 
 And believe and confefs thee my God and my All. 
 
 3 Thou art Mary's good part. 
 The thing needful thou art. 
 
 The defire of my eyes, and the joy of my heart. 
 
 4 My comfort and flay. 
 My life and my way. 
 
 My crown of rejoicing, in that happy day. 
 
 5 Health, pardon, and peace 
 In thee I poffefs ; 
 
 I can have nothing more, I will have nothing lefs.< 
 
 6 I (land in thy might, 
 I walk in thy light. 
 
 And all hcav'n I claim in thy God-giving right. 
 
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 PETITION. 119 
 
 HYMN CXXII. L. M. 
 
 For more Labourers, 
 
 E S U, thy wandering fheep behold ! 
 See, Lord, with yearning bowels fee, 
 Poor fouls, that cannot find the fold, 
 Till fought and gathered in by thee. 
 
 2 Loft are they now, and fcatter'd wide, 
 
 In pain, and wearinefs, and want ; 
 With no kind Shepherd near to guide 
 The fick, and fpiritlefs, and faint. 
 
 3 Thou, only thou, the kind and good, 
 
 And fheep-redeeming Shepherd art ; 
 Colleft thy flock, and give them food. 
 And paftors after thine own heart. 
 
 4. Give the pure word of general grace. 
 
 And great (hall be the preachers' crowd : 
 Preachers who all the finful race. 
 Point to the all-atoning blood. 
 
 5 Open their mouth and utterance give, 
 
 Give them a trumpet-voice to call 
 A world, who all may turn and live. 
 Through faith in him who dy'd for all. 
 
 6 In every meffenger reveal 
 
 The grace they preach divinely free ; 
 That each may by thy Spirit tell, 
 
 " He dy'd for all who dy'd for me." 
 
 7 A double portion from above 
 
 Of that all-quick 'ning Spirit impart ; 
 Shed forth thine univerfal love 
 In ev'ry faithful Pallor's heart. 
 
123 PETITION. 
 
 8 Thy oiily glory let them fcek, 
 
 O let their hearts with love o'erflow ; 
 Let them believe, and therefore fpeak, 
 And fpread thy mercy's praife below. 
 
 H Y M N CXXIII. S. M. 
 
 Nativky-Hymn. 
 
 1 -p AT H E R, our hearts wt h'ft 
 Jl Up to thy gracious throne. 
 
 And thank thee for the precious gjjfe 
 
 Of thine incarnate Son ; 
 
 The gift unfpeakable -« 
 
 We thankfully receive, 
 And to the world thy goodnefs tell. 
 
 And to tliy glory lave. 
 
 2 Jefus the holy child 
 Doth by his birth declare. 
 
 That God and man are rc<^ncil'd. 
 
 And one in him we are : 
 
 SalvaticKi through liis name 
 
 To all mankind is given. 
 And lond his infant-cries proclaim, 
 
 A peace 'twixt earth and heaven. 
 
 3 A peace on earth he brings, 
 Which never more fhall end : 
 
 The Lord of hofts, the King of kings. 
 Declares himftlf our friend : 
 AiTuraes our flefh and blood, 
 That we his fpirit may giiin ; 
 
 The everlalling Son of God, 
 The' mortal Son of man. 
 
 4 His kingdom from abo\T 
 Jic doth t;o us impp.rt, 
 
PETITION. 121 
 
 And pure hfncvolence and love 
 
 O'erflow the faithful heart : 
 
 ChangM in a moment, we 
 
 The fvv^eet attrad^Ion find. 
 With open arms of charity 
 
 Embracing all mankind. 
 
 5 O might they all receive 
 
 The new-born Prince of Peace, 
 And meekly in his fpirit live, 
 
 And in his love increafe I 
 
 Till he convey us home, 
 
 Cry ev'ry foul aloud, 
 Come thou defire of nations, come» 
 
 And take us up to God. 
 
 HYMN CXXIV. S. M. 
 
 For more Labourers, 
 
 1 T O R D of the harveft, hear 
 JL J Thy needy fervants* cry, 
 
 Anfwer o'.n* faith's effeftual pray'r. 
 And all our wants fupply. 
 
 2 On thee we humbly wait, 
 
 Our wants are in thy view : 
 The harveft, truly, Lord, ic great. 
 The labourers are fev^'. 
 
 3 Convert and fend forth more 
 
 Into thy church abroad, 
 Ard let them fpeak thy word of pow'r 
 As workers wiih their God. 
 
 4 Give the pure gofpel-word, 
 
 The word of gen'ral grace j 
 
122 PETITION. 
 
 There let them preach the common Lord, 
 
 Saviour of human race. 
 5 O let them fpread thy name. 
 
 Their miflion fully prove. 
 Thy univerfal grace proclaim, 
 
 Thine all-redeeming love. 
 
 HYMN CXXV. L. M. 
 For a ficli Per Jon, 
 E E, gracious Lord, with pitying eyes, 
 
 "S 
 
 Beneath thy hand a fufFdrer lies, 
 Thy mercy, not thine anger, proves ; 
 And fick is he whom Jefus loves. 
 His to thine own affliftions join. 
 Accept, exalt, and call them thine ; 
 Thy palTion which remains fulfil, 
 And fufFer in thy members ftill. 
 His ficknefs feel, endure his pain, 
 His burden bear, his crofs fuftain : 
 Grieve in his griefs, and figh his fighs, 
 And breathe his wifhes to the fkies. 
 Enter his heart, pofTefs him whole, 
 Infpire and aftuate his foul ; 
 Himfelf no longer let it be, 
 That fuffers, or that lives, but thee. 
 Thyfelf through fufferings perfeft made, 
 Conform him thus to thee his head ; 
 Refine, and raife his virtue higher, 
 When try*d and purify'd by fire. 
 So when his eyes behold thee near. 
 And thou his bidden life appear ; 
 Bright in thy likcnefs fhall he (hine. 
 And glorious all, and all divine. 
 
REJOICING. J^3 
 
 REJOICING. 
 HYMN CXXVL, S. M. 
 
 1 dT^ O M E, ye that love the Lord, 
 \_> And let your joys be known ; 
 Join in a fong with fwett accord, 
 
 While ye lurround his throne ; 
 Let thofe ref«fe to fmg 
 
 Who never knew our God; 
 But fei-vants of the heav'nly King 
 May fpeak their joys abi-oad. 
 
 2 The God that rules on high. 
 
 That all the earth furveys, 
 That rides upon the ilormy iky, 
 
 And cahiis the roaring feas : 
 This awful God is ours, 
 
 Our Father and our Love : 
 He will fend down his heav'nly pow'rs 
 
 To carry us above. 
 
 3 There we fliall fee his face, 
 
 And never, never fin ! 
 There, from the rivers of his grace, 
 • Drink endlefs plcafures in : 
 Yea, and before we rife 
 To that immoital ftate. 
 The thoughts of fuch amazing blifa 
 Should conilant joys create. 
 
 4 The men of grace have found 
 
 Glory begun below : 
 Celellial fruit on earthly ground 
 
 From faith and hope may grow : 
 
 L 2 
 
X24 REJOieiNG. 
 
 Then let our fongs abound. 
 And ev'ry tear be dry ; 
 We're marching through Immanuel's ground 
 To fairer worlds on high. 
 
 HYMN QXXVII. L. M. 
 
 1 TTA PP Y th^ toan that finds the grace, 
 jTx The bleffejfef God's chofen race. 
 The wifdom comi^pfrom above, 
 
 The faith that fweetly works by love. 
 
 2 H^ppy beyond defcription he, 
 Who knows the Saviour dy'd for me, 
 The gift unfpeakablc obtains, 
 
 And heav'nly iinderllanding gains. 
 
 3 Wifdom divine ! Who tells the price 
 Of wifdom's coftly merchandife ? 
 Wifdom to fi^er we prefer, 
 
 And gold is drofs, compar'd to her. 
 
 4 Her hands are filPd with length of days, 
 True riches and immortal praife : 
 Riches of Chrift on all bellow'd, 
 
 And honour that defcends from God. 
 
 5 To pureft joys (he all invites, 
 Chafte, holy, fpiritual delights ; 
 Her ways are ways of plcafantnefs, 
 And all her flow'ry paths are peace. 
 
 6 Happy the man who wifdom gains ; 
 Thrice happy who his gueft retains j 
 He owns, and Ihall for ever Own, 
 W:.'^jom, and Chrift, aod heav'n are on<% 
 
REJOICIN'i. 12. 
 
 HYMN CXXVIII. C. M. 
 
 1 TT A P P Y the fouls to Jefus joInM, 
 JL X And fav'd by grace alone ; 
 Walking in all his ways, they find 
 
 Their heav'n on earth begun. 
 
 2 The church triumphant in thy love, 
 
 Their mighty joys we know ; 
 They fmg the Lamb in hymns above, 
 And we in hymns below. 
 
 3 Thee in thy glorious realm they praife. 
 
 And bow before thy throne ! 
 We in the kingdom of thy grace ; 
 The kingdoms are but one. 
 
 4 The holy to the holl'ft leads ; 
 
 From thence our fpirits rile ; 
 And he that in thy ftatutes treads, _. 
 Shall meet thee in the Ikies. 
 
 HYMN CXXIX. Mifs Ed^j^kh, 
 
 1 X E T earth and heav'n agree, 
 
 1 1 Angels and men 'be join'd. 
 To celebrate with me 
 
 The Saviour of mankind : 
 T' adore the all-atoning Lamb, 
 ' And blefs the found of Jefu's name. 
 
 2 Jefus ! tranfporting found ! 
 
 The joy of earth and heav'n ; 
 No other help is found, 
 No other name is giv'n. 
 By which we can falvation have, 
 But Jefus came the world to fave. 
 
126 REJOICING. 
 
 3 Jefus ! harmonious name ! 
 
 It charms the hofts above ; 
 They evermore proclaim, 
 
 And wonder at his love: 
 'Tis all their happinefs to gaze, 
 *Tk heav'n to lee om* Jefu's face, 
 
 4 His name the finner hears. 
 
 And is from iin fet free ; 
 'Tis mulic in his ears ; 
 
 'Tis life and vidtory ; 
 New fongs do now his lips employ. 
 And dances his glad heart for joy. 
 
 5 Stung by the fcorpion fm, 
 
 My poor expiring foul 
 The balmy found drinks in, 
 
 And is at once made whole ; 
 See there, my Lord upon the tree ! 
 I hear, I feel he dy'd for me. 
 
 6 O iinexampPd love ! 
 
 O all-redeeming grace ! 
 Kow fwiftly didil thou move 
 To fave a fallen race ; 
 What (hall I do to make it known. 
 What thou for all mankind hail done ? 
 
 7 O For a trumpet-voice. 
 
 On all the world to call ; 
 To bid their hearts rejoice 
 
 In him who dy'd for all ? 
 For all my Lord was crucify'd I 
 ror all, for oil jny Saviour dy'd \ 
 
REJOICING. i: 
 
 To ferve thy blefled will, 
 
 Thy c3ying love to praife, 
 Thy counfel to fulfil, 
 And ralnifter thy grace, 
 Freely what I receive to givey 
 The life of heav'n on earth I live. 
 
 HYMN CXXX. Fonmon. 
 
 ARISE, my foul, arife, 
 Shake off thy guilty fears, 
 The bleeding Sacrifice 
 In my behalf appears ; 
 Before the throne my furety {lands ; 
 My nanie is written on his hands. 
 
 He ever lives above 
 
 For me to intercede ; 
 His all-redeeming love, 
 
 His precious blood to plead ; 
 His blood aton'd for all our race, 
 And fprinkles now the throne of grace. 
 
 Five bleeding wounds he bears. 
 
 Received on Calvary : 
 They pour effectual pray'rt^, 
 They ftrongly fpcak for me : 
 Forgive him, O forgive, they cry : 
 Nor let that ranfom'd finner die. 
 
 The Father hears him pray, 
 
 His dear anointed one ; 
 He cannot turn awa)-- 
 
 The prefence of his Son : 
 His Spirit anfwers to the blood. 
 And tells me I am born of God> 
 
128 REJOICING. 
 
 5 My God is reconciPd, 
 
 His pard'ning voice I heari 
 He owi^s me for his child, 
 I can no longer fear ; 
 With conhdence 1 now draw nigh. 
 And Father, Abba Father ! ciy. 
 
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 HYMN CXXXI. Pajfion. 
 
 Y God I am thine, 
 What a comfort divine ! 
 What a bleiTing to know that my Jefus is mine! 
 In the heavenly Lamb 
 Thrice happy I am, [name. 
 
 And my heart doth' rejoice at the fcmnd of his 
 
 2 True pleafures abound 
 In the rapturous found ; 
 
 And whoever hath found it, hath paradifef found. 
 
 My Jefus to know, 
 
 And feel his blood flow, 
 *Tis life everlaiting, 'tis heav'n below \ 
 
 3 Yet onward I hafte 
 To the heav*nly feaft ; 
 
 Th^t, th:it is the fulnefs ; but this Is the tafle ; 
 
 And this I fhall prove. 
 
 Till with joy I remote 
 To the heaven of he:ivcns in Jefus's love. 
 
 HYMN CXXXII. C. M. 
 
 1 rT~i H Y ceafelefs, unexhaufted love, 
 X Unmerited and free, 
 Dcligiils our evil to removCj 
 
 And help our mifery. ( 
 
REJOICING. 
 
 ;. Thou walteft to be gracious fllll ; 
 
 Thou doft with fmners bear. 
 That favM, we may thy goodnefs feel, 
 
 And all thy grace declare. 
 Thy goodnefs and thy truth to me, 
 
 To ev'r)'' foul abound ; 
 A vafl;, unfathomable fea, 
 
 Where all our thoughts are drown 'd. 
 [. Its ftreams the whole creation reach, 
 
 So plent'ous is the ft ore ; 
 Enough for all, enough for each. 
 
 Enough for evermore ! 
 ; Faithful, O Lord, thy mercies are, 
 
 A rock tl];\t cannot move j 
 A thoufand proniifes declare 
 
 Thy conftancy of love ! 
 > Thi;oughout the univerfe it reigns, 
 
 Unalterably fure ; 
 And while the truth of God remains. 
 
 His goodnefs mull endure. 
 
 HYMN CXXXIII. Port/mouth. 
 
 REJOICE, the Lord is King, 
 Your Lord and King adore ; 
 Mortals, give thanks and iisg. 
 And triumph eveniiore : 
 Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice, 
 Rejoice, again I fay, rejoice ! 
 I Jefus the Saviour reigns, 
 
 The God of truth and love, 
 When he had purg'd our ftains, 
 He took his feat above ; 
 Lift ::r!, &c. 
 
130 REJOICING. 
 
 3 His kingdom cannot fail, 
 
 He rules o'er earth and heav*n ; 
 The keys of deat^ and hell 
 
 Are to onr Jefus giv'h : 
 Lift up, &c. 
 
 4 He fits at God's right-hand. 
 
 Till all his foes fubmit : 
 And bow to his command, ,^ 
 
 And fall beneath his feet : 
 Lift up, &c. 
 
 5 He all his foes fhall quell. 
 
 Shall all our fms de ftroy ; 
 And ev'ry bofom fwell 
 
 With pure feraphic joy : 
 Lift up, Sec. 
 
 6 Rejoice in glorious hope, 
 
 Jefus the Judge fliall come ; 
 And take his fervants up 
 
 To their eternal home 
 Wc foon (hall hear th' archangel's voice, 
 The trump of God fliall found. Rejoice I 
 
 HYMN CXXXIV. Pajfton, 
 
 1 /"^ TELL me no more 
 \_J Of this world's vain (lore, 
 
 The time for fuch triiles with me now is o'er; 
 
 A CO jntry I've found, 
 
 Where true joys abound. 
 To dwell I'm determin'd on that happy ground 
 
 2 The fouls that believe, 
 I 'J paradlfe live, 
 
 And iist in that number will Jefws receive ; 
 
REJOICING. 131 
 
 My foul don't delay. 
 He calls thee away, 
 Rife, follow thy Saviour, and blefs the glad day. 
 
 3 No mortal doth know, 
 
 What he can beftow, [go: 
 
 What light, ftrength, and comfort, go after him, 
 
 Lo, onward I move 
 
 To a country above, ' [prove. 
 
 None gueffes how wond'rous my journey will 
 
 4 Great fpoils I fhall win. 
 From death, hell, and fin, 
 
 'Midft outward afflictions fhall feel Chrift within ; 
 
 And when I'm to die^ 
 
 Receive me, I'll cry, 
 For Jefus hath lov'd me, I cannot tell why. 
 
 5 But this I do find, 
 AVe two are fo join'd. 
 
 He'll not live in glory, and leave me behind : 
 
 So this is the race, 
 
 I'm running thro' grace. 
 Henceforth till admitted to fee my Lord's face. 
 
 6 And now I'm fn care. 
 
 My neighbours may fliarc [dare ? 
 
 Thefe blefiings ; to feek them will none of you 
 
 In bondage, O why, 
 
 And death v/ill you lie, 
 When one here affures you free grace is fo nigh? 
 
 HYMN CXXXV. S. M. 
 
 I AND muft tils body die, 
 
 jLjL This well-wrought frame decay ? 
 And muft thefe active limbs of mine 
 Lie mould'rirg in the clay i 
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132 REJOICING. 
 
 2 Corruption, earth, and worms, 
 
 Sliall but refine this flefli, 
 Till my triumphant fpirit comes 
 To put it on afrtMli. 
 
 3 God my Redeemer lives. 
 
 And ever from the flciea 
 Looks down, and watches all my dufl, 
 Till he fiiall bid it rife. 
 
 4 ArrayM in glorious grace 
 
 Shall thefc vile bodies fhine, 
 And ev'r)' fhape, and ev'iy face. 
 Be heav'nly and divine, 
 
 5 Thcfe lively hopes we owe. 
 
 Lord, to thy dying love; 
 O may we blcfs thy grace below, 
 And fing thy grace above. 
 
 6 Saviour, ncccpt the praife 
 
 Of thefe our humble fongs, 
 Till tunes of nobler founds we raife 
 With our immortal tongues. 
 
 HYMN CXXXVL L. M. 
 
 I T_T E dies, the friend of fmners dies ! 
 
 X X Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around j 
 A folemn darknefs veils the flvies ! 
 
 A fudden trembling {hakes the ground \ 
 Come, faints, and drop a tear or two 
 
 For him who groan'd beneath your load : 
 He fhed a thoufand drops for you, 
 
 A thoufand drops of richer blood. 
 
 Here's love and grief beyond degree. 
 The Lord of glory dies for man I 
 
RrjOICTNG. 133 
 
 But. I0 ! what fuclden joys %ve fee, 
 
 jcius, the dead, revives again ! 
 The rifing God forfuke^ the tomb : 
 
 (In vain the tomb forbids his rife) 
 Cherubic legions guard him home, 
 
 And fliout him welcome to the flcies. 
 
 J Break off your tears^( ye faints, and tell 
 
 How high your great Deliv'rcr reigns ; 
 Sing how he fpoil'd the holts of he'], 
 
 And led the raonfter death in chains : 
 Say, *' hire for ever, wond'rous King ! 
 
 " Born to redeem, and llrong to fave !'* 
 Then afli the monfter— ^' Where's thy iling ? 
 
 *' And where's thy vift'ry, boailiiig grave I** 
 
 HYMN CXXXVII. C. M. 
 
 I T>LtiNG'D in a gulf of dark defpani, 
 ST We wretched fmners lay. 
 Without one cheering beam of hope, 
 Or fpark of glimm'ring day. 
 
 ^ With pitying eyes the Prince of grace 
 Beheld our helplefs grief ; 
 He faw, and (O amazing love !) 
 He ran to our rehef. 
 
 5 Down from the fhining feats above 
 With joyful hafte he fled ; 
 Enter'd the grave in mortal ih: Hi, 
 And dwtrlt among the dead. 
 
 4 O 1 for thiF. love, let rocks ana hills 
 Their lafting filence break. 
 And all harmonious human tonguea 
 T!ie Saviour' [< prailtc fpeak. 
 
134 REJOICING. 
 
 5 Angels, afTift our mighty joys, 
 Strike all your harps of gold ; 
 But when you raife your higheft notes, 
 Hi's love can ne'er be told. 
 
 HYMN CXXXVni. C. M. 
 
 1 1\/rY God, the fpringof all my joys, 
 IVX The life of my delights, 
 
 The glory of my brighteft days. 
 And comfoit of my nights. 
 
 2 In darkefl. fiiades if thou appear, 
 
 My dawning is begun ; 
 Thou art my fouPs bright mornlng-ftar, 
 And thou my rifing-fun. 
 
 3 The op'ning heavens around me fhine 
 
 With beams of facred blifs, 
 If Jefus fhews his'mercy mine, 
 And whifpcrs I am bis» 
 
 4 My foul would leave this heavy clay 
 
 At that tr mfporting word, 
 Run up with joy the (hining way, 
 To fee and pralfe my Lord. 
 
 5 Fearlefs of hell, and ghaftly death, 
 
 I'd break through every foe ; 
 The wings of love, and arms of faith. 
 Would bear me conqu'ror through. 
 
 HYMN CXXXIX. C. M. 
 
 1 T E T ev'ry tongue thy goodncfs fpeak, 
 JL, J Thou Sov'reign Lord of all ; 
 Thy ftrength'ning hands uphold the weak* 
 And raife the poor that fall. 
 
RCJOICING. 135 
 
 1 When forrows bow the fpirit clown, 
 When virtue lies diilrefs'd 
 Beneath the proud oppreflbr's frown, 
 Thou giv'it the mourner reft. 
 
 3 Thou know'fl the pains thy fervants feci ; 
 
 Thou hear*fl thy children's ciy. 
 And their be ft widies to fulfil 
 Thy grace is ever nigh. 
 
 4 Thy mercy never fhall remove 
 
 From men of heart Irncere : 
 Thou fav'ft the fouls whofe humble love 
 Is joInM with holy fear. 
 
 5 My lips fhall d\veil upon thy praife. 
 
 And fpread thy fame abroad j 
 Let all the fons of Adam raife 
 The honours of their God. 
 
 HYMN CXL. C. M. 
 
 Breathing after the Holy Spirit, 
 
 1 I^OME, Holy fpirit, heav'nly Dove, 
 V_y With all thy quick'ning pow'rs. 
 Kindle a flame of facred love 
 
 In thefe cold hearts of our?.. 
 
 2 Lock how we grovel here below, 
 
 Fond of thefe earthly toys; 
 Our fouls how heavily they go 
 To reach eternal joys ! 
 
 3 In vain we tune our formal fongs. 
 
 In vain wc ft rive to rife ; 
 Hofannas ianguifti on our tongueS;, 
 And our de\x)tion dies. 
 M 2 
 
1^6 REJOICING. 
 
 4 Father (hall we then ever live 
 
 At this poor dying rate ? 
 Our love fo faint, fo cold to thee, 
 And thine to us fo great. 
 
 5 Come, holy Spirit, heavenly dove. 
 
 With all thy quickening powers ; 
 Come, fhed abroad a Saviour's love, 
 And that (hall kindle ours. 
 
 HYMN CXLI. London. 
 
 1 np'HE fpacious firmament on high, 
 
 X With all the blue etherial fky, 
 And fpangled heav'ns (a fliining frame !) 
 Their great original proclaim. 
 The un weary 'd fun from day to day, 
 Doth his Creator's pow'r difplay : 
 And publifhes to ev'iy land, 
 The work of an almighty hand. 
 
 2 Soon as the ev'ning fhades prevail. 
 The moon takers up the wond'rous tde, 
 And nightly to the liil'ning earth 
 PwCpeats the ilory of her birth : 
 While all tlie ftars that round her burn, 
 And all the planets in their turn, 
 Confirm the tidings as they roll. 
 
 And fpread the truth from pole to pole. 
 
 3 What though in folemn filence all 
 Move round the dark terreftrial ball ; 
 What though no real voice nor found 
 Amid the radiant orbs be found; 
 
REJOICING. 13" 
 
 In reafon's ear they all rejoice, 
 And utter forth a glorious voice, 
 For ever finging as they fhine, 
 " The hand that made us is divine." 
 
 HYMN CXLII. CheJhunU 
 
 N»TP^ HE voice of my beloved founds, 
 
 X While o'er the mountain-tops he bounds, 
 He flies exulting o'er the hiils. 
 And all my foul with tranfport fills : 
 Gently doth he chide my ft ay, 
 " Rile, my love, and come away." 
 
 2 The fcatter'd clouds are fled at laft, 
 The rain is gone, the winter's palt, 
 The lovely vernal flow'rs appear. 
 The warbling choir enchants our ear ; 
 
 Now, with fweetly-p'^nflve moan, 
 
 Coos the turtle dove alone, ' 
 
 HYMN CXLHI. Sahfiur:^, 
 
 i XT A IN, delufive world, ad'eu, 
 V With all of creature-goud, 
 Only Jefus I purfue. 
 
 Who bought me with his blood ! 
 All thy pleafure I forego, 
 
 I trample ora thy wealth and priu 
 Only Jefus will I kno\y. 
 And Jefus cruqifyM ! 
 
 a Other knowledge I difdain, 
 'Tis all but vanity : 
 Chrift, the Lamb of God was flain, 
 He tafted death for me ! 
 
^38 KEJOrCINCf. 
 
 Me to fave from cndlcfs woe, 
 
 The fin-atoning victim dy'd i 
 Only Jcfus will I know, 
 
 And Jefus crucifyM ! 
 
 3 Here will I fet up my reft, 
 
 My fiucluating heart 
 From the haven of his breaft. 
 
 Shall never more depart : 
 ^V hither fhould a finner go ? 
 
 His wounds for me Hand opea wide j 
 Oniy Jefus will I know. 
 
 And Jefus crucify'd ! 
 
 4 Him to know is life and peace. 
 
 And pleafure without end ; 
 Tliis is all my happinefs 
 
 On Jcfns to depend j 
 Daily in h:s grace to grow. 
 
 And ever in his faith abide ; 
 Only Jefus will I know. 
 
 And Jefus crucify'd ! 
 
 5 O that 1 could all invite, 
 
 This faving truth to pi-oye : 
 Shew the length, the breadth, and height, 
 
 And depth of Jefu's love ! 
 Tain I would to fmncrs fliow 
 
 The L'lood by faith alone apply*d ! 
 Only Jefus will I know, 
 
 And Jcfus crucify'd ! 
 
 HYMN CXLW. C. M, 
 
 f "^ X 7' I T H joy we meditate the grac« 
 V V Of our High-Pricfl above : 
 His heart is made. cf ten derncfg. 
 His bowels melt with love. 
 
^ •REJOICING. 
 
 2 Touch'd with a fympathy within, 
 He knows our feeble fiamc ; 
 
 He knows what fore temptations mean, 
 For he hath felt the fame. 
 
 3 He, in the days of feeble flefli, 
 Pour'd out ftrong cries and tears ; 
 
 And in his meafure feels afrefh 
 What ev'ry member bears. 
 
 4 He'll never quench the fmoaking flax, 
 
 But raife it to a flame ; 
 The bruifed reed he never breaks, 
 Nor fcorns the meaneft name. 
 
 5 Then let our humble faith addrefs 
 
 His mercy and his pow'r ; 
 We fhall obtain deliv'ring grace 
 In the diftreffing hour. 
 
 HYMN CXLV. L. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, my all, to heav'n is gone, 
 J He whom I fix my hopes upon : 
 His track I fee, and I'll purfue 
 
 The narrow way, till him I view. 
 
 2 The way the holy prophets went, 
 The road that leads from banifhment : 
 The King's highway of holincfs 
 
 I'll go, for all his paths are peace. 
 
 3 This is the way I long have fought, 
 And mourn'd becaufe I found it not r 
 My grief a burden long has been, 
 Becaufe I was not fav'd from fin. 
 
140 REJOICING. 
 
 4 Tlic more 1 ilrove agatnft its povv'r, 
 I fflt its wciglit and guilt the mere, 
 Tiii lale I b^ard my Saviour tiij, 
 *' Come hither, fgul, *I am thk w-Vy.'* 
 
 ^ Lo ! glad I come ; and thou, bkil Lamb, 
 Shall take me to thee, whofe I am ; 
 Nothing but {in I thee can give, 
 Nothing but love fftall I receive. 
 
 6 Then will I tell to iinncrs round, 
 What a dear Saviour I have found 5 
 I'll point to thy rcdeemiug blood, 
 And fay, '• Behold the vvay to God." 
 
 HYMN CXLVI. J^r&cimer\ 
 
 I T^ AT HER, how wide thy glone* fliine \ 
 Ji_ How high thy wonders rife ! 
 ILnown thro' the earth by thoufand figns. 
 
 By thoufands through the ficies. 
 Thcfe mighty orbs proclaim thy pow'v, 
 
 Their motions fpenk thy ficill : 
 And on the vvi«gs of ev'ry hour 
 
 We read thy patience ftill. - 
 
 ? Part of thy n^ime divinely llands 
 
 On all thy creatures ^vrit» 
 They (hew the labour of thy handr. 
 
 Or imprefs of thy fv'et. 
 But when we view thy itrange defigii 
 
 To fave vebellioHs vvorms, 
 Where vengeance and compafTion joiu 
 
 In their divinell fprais, 
 
 5 Here the whole Deity is knDwi>> 
 Koi" dares a creature giiefs 
 
REJOICING. 141 
 
 Whfch of tiic glories bnglueil flione, 
 
 The juPLi'ce or the grace. 
 Nov^- the full gloricg-of the Lamb 
 
 Adorn the heav'niy pbiins, 
 Bright feraphs learn Immanuers name, 
 
 And try their choiGeft ihains. 
 
 4 O may 1 bear feme humble part 
 
 In that immortal fong I 
 Wonder and joy (hall tune my heart. 
 
 And love command my tongue. 
 To Father, Son, and -Holy Ghofty 
 
 Who fweetly all agree 
 To fave a world of finners loft, 
 
 Eternal glory be. 
 
 K Y M N CXLVIL C. M. 
 
 I l\/rY God, my portion, and my lo^J^ 
 xVx My everlafting AH, 
 I've none but thee In heav'n above. 
 Or on this eartldy bail. 
 
 4 What empty things are all the Hcies, 
 Aiid this inferior clod ? 
 There's nothing here defervcs my joy§, 
 There's nothing like my God. 
 
 3 In vaiu the bright, the burning fun 
 Scactere his feeble light : 
 'Tis thy fweet beams create my nooa^ 
 If thou withdraw, 'tis night. 
 
 di| And whilfl: upon my reftlefs bed 
 "' Among the fliadcs I roll. 
 If my Redeemer {heu*8 his headj 
 'Tis mprning with piy fouL 
 
r42 REJOICING. 
 
 5 To tliee we owe our wealth and friends, 
 
 And health and fate abode : 
 Thanks to thy name fof meaner things, 
 But they are not my God. 
 
 6 How vain 'a toy is glittering wealth. 
 
 If once compared to thee ? 
 Or what's my fafety or my health. 
 Or all my friends to me ? 
 
 n Were I poffeffor of the earth, 
 And call'd the liars my own : 
 Without thy graces, and thyfelf, 
 I were a wretch undone. 
 
 S Let others ftretch their arms like feas. 
 And grafp in all the fhore. 
 Grant me the vifits of thy face. 
 And I defire no more. 
 
 HYMN CXLVIII. Savannah, 
 
 1 /^ H I L D R E N of the heav'nly King, 
 V-/ As we journey let us fingl 
 
 Sing our Saviour's worthy praife, 
 Glorious in his wo^ks and ways ! 
 
 2 We are traveling home to God, 
 In the way the fathers trod :. 
 They aie happy now, and wg 
 Soon their happinefs fhr.ll fee. 
 
 3 O ye banifli'd feed ! be glad, 
 Chrill our advocate is ir.^.de ; 
 Us to fave, our fiefti affumes. 
 Brother to our fouls becon^es. 
 
 4 Pear not brethren, joyfd iland 
 On the borders of our land; 
 
Praise. 143 
 
 |efu3 Chrift, our Father^s Son, 
 Bids lis undifmay'd go on. 
 ^ Lord ! obediently we'll go, 
 Gladly leaving all below ; 
 Only thou our leader be, 
 And we ttill will lollovt thee 1 
 
 - — ^'C'^l^— 
 
 PPvAISE. 
 
 H J M N CXLIX. rallis. 
 
 t fT^ What fliall I do my Saviour to praife \ 
 \^J So faithful and true, fo plenteous in grace ! 
 So ilrong to deliver^ fo good to redeem 
 The weakeft believer th?.t iiangs upon him ! 
 
 2 How happy tke man whofe heart 13 fet free, 
 The people that can be joyful in thee ! 
 Their joy is to walk in the light of thy f.'.ce^ 
 And full they are talking of Jefus's grace. 
 
 3 Th«ir daily delight iliall be in thy name. 
 They fiiall a^ their right thy righteoufnefsclaira 1 
 Thy righ^'eoufnefs wearing^ and ckanti'd by 
 
 thy bloody 
 Bold fhall they appear In the prefence of God. 
 
 4 For thoii att their boaft, their glory and pow'r. 
 And I aifo truft to fee the glad iiom-, 
 
 My foiil's nc-\v creation, a life from the dead, 
 The day of falvation that lifts up my head. 
 
 5 For Jefus my Lord is noiv my defcMce ; 
 
 I truti in his wordy none plucks me /.rem thenc?. 
 Since 1 have found favour, he all things will ao; 
 My King and my Saviour fhall a'.ake me ciu-;.v*% 
 
 N 
 
144 PRAISE. 
 
 6 Yes I^ord, I fh?.ll fee the bllfs of thine owri, 
 Thy fecret to me fhall foon be made known : 
 Fov fonow and fadnefs I joy (hall receic, 
 And fiiare in the gladnefs of all that believe. 
 
 HYMN CL. ii^ih Pfalm. 
 
 ! T ^LL praife my Maker while I've breath, 
 X And when my voice is loft in death, 
 
 Praife fhall employ my nobler pow'rs : 
 My days of praife fliell ne'er be paft, 
 Wliile hfe, and thought, anji being laft, 
 
 Or immortality endures. 
 
 t Happy the man whofe hopes rely 
 On Ifrael's God ; he made the {]<y, 
 
 And earth, and feas, with all their train : 
 His truth for ever Hands fecure ! 
 He faves th' cpprefs'd, he feeds the poor, 
 And none Ihali find his promife vain. 
 
 The Lord pours eye fight on the blind ; 
 The Lo'd fupports the fainting mind ; 
 
 He fends the lab'ring confcieiice peace ; 
 Tic helps the ftranger in dilirefs, 
 Tbv" widow and the fatherlefs, 
 
 And grants the pris'ncr fvveet releafe. 
 
 4 "Pll prl'^/ife him while he lends me breath. 
 And wiien my voice is lofl in death, 
 
 Praife fhall employ my nobler pow'rs : 
 My days v'>f praife fhall ne'er be paft, 
 "Wliil'e life, and thought, and being hii', 
 
 Or immc'\ taiity endures. 
 
PRAISE. I4r 
 
 HYMN CLI. L. M. 
 
 1 TJ RAISE ye the Lord ! 'tis good to raife 
 JL Your hearts and voices in his praife : 
 Kis nature and his works invite 
 
 To make this duty our dehght. 
 
 2 He form'd the ftars, thofe heav'nly flames ; 
 He counts their numbers, calls their names : 
 His wifdom's vail, and knows no bound, 
 
 A deep where all our thoughts are drown'd i 
 
 3 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, 
 Who fpreads his clouds around the {kj ; 
 There he prepares the fruitful rain, 
 Nor lets the drops defcend in va.in. 
 
 4 He makes the grafs the hills adorn, 
 And clothes the fmiling fields with corn j 
 "The beafts with food his hands fupply, 
 And the young ravens when they cry. 
 
 5 What is the creature's {kill or force. 
 The fprightly man or warlike horfe ? 
 The piercing wit, the aftive hmb ? 
 Ail are too mean delights for him. 
 
 6 But faujts are lovely in his fjght, 
 He views his children with delight ! 
 
 He fees their hope, he knows their fear t 
 And locks and loves his image there. 
 
 HYMN CLH. L. M. 
 
 I T T O W do thy mercies clofe me round ! 
 X~JL For ever be thy name ador'd 1 
 I blufli in all things to abound ; 
 The fervant is above his Lord ! 
 
140 PRAISE. 
 
 2 Inur'd to poverty and pain, 
 
 A fiifF'ring life my mafter led ; 
 Ti.ie Son of God, the Son of M^n* 
 He had not wucre to lay bis head, 
 
 2 But lo ! a place he hath prcpnr'd 
 
 For me whom watchful angels keep ; 
 Yea, he hinifelf become? m)^ guurd ; 
 
 He ftooo'-hs my bed, and gives me fleep. 
 
 4 Jefus protefts 5 my fears be gone ; 
 
 What can the Rock of Ages move ? 
 Safe in thy arnis I lay me 'down. 
 Thy everlailing arras of love. 
 
 5 While thou art intimately nigh, 
 
 Who, who fiiall violate my refl ? 
 
 Sin, earth, and hisU, I now defj- ; 
 
 .. I lean upon my Saviour's breaft. 
 
 6 I reft beneath th' Almighty's fhade, 
 
 My griefs expire, my troubles ccafe : 
 Thou, Lord, on whom my foul is ftayM, 
 Vx'ilt keep me Hill in perfeft peace. 
 
 *j Me for thine o\Vn thou lov'ft to take 
 In time and in eternity ; 
 Thou never, never wilt fovfake 
 
 A helplefs worm that trails in thee. 
 
 H Y M N CLHI. PqJ/Ion. 
 
 I ^ GOD of all grace, 
 
 ' V^ Thy goodnefs we praifc ; 
 Thy Son thou halt given to die in our place : 
 With joy we approve 
 The delign of thy love, 
 'Tis a wonder on earth, and a wonder above. 
 
PRAISE. 147 
 
 2 Tongue cannot explain 
 The love of God-man, 
 
 Which the angels defire to look into in vain ! 
 
 It dazzles our eyes, 
 
 Thought cannot arife, 
 To find out a cauf^r why the Infinite dies. 
 
 3 Or if pity inclined 
 Him to die for mankind. 
 
 The ground of his pity what feraph can find ' 
 
 He came from above 
 
 Our curfe to remove ; [love,^ 
 
 He hath lov'd, he hath lov'd us, btcaufe he would 
 
 4 Love mov'd him to die, 
 
 And on this we rely, C^^'^7 » 
 
 He hath lov'd, he hath lovM us, we cannot tell 
 
 But this we can tell, 
 
 He hath lov-d us fo well, 
 As to lay down his life to redeem us fi-om hell 
 
 5 He hath ranfom'd our race ; 
 O how fiiall we praife. 
 
 Or worthily fing thy unfpeak^ibie grace.! 
 
 Nothing elfe will .we Ivnow 
 
 In our journey below. 
 But finging thy praife to thy paradife go. 
 
 6 Nay, and when we remove 
 To the manfions above. 
 
 Our heav'n ftiall frill be to fmg of thy love : 
 
 When time is no more. 
 
 We ftiil (liall adore 
 The ocean of love without bottom cr fhore. 
 
 N 2 
 
148 PRAI5E. 
 
 7 Ere long we fhaJl fljr 
 
 To the regions on higb, • 
 
 For Ifrael's ilrength cannot vary or lie ; 
 He foon fliall appear^ 
 He more than draws near, 
 
 Our Jefus is come, and eternity's here, 
 
 HYMN CLIV. L. M. 
 
 1 T> EFORE Jehovah's awful throne, 
 JL3 Yc nations bow with facred joy : 
 Know that the Lord is God alone, 
 
 He can create, and he deilroy. 
 
 2 His fov'reign pow'r, without our aid, 
 
 Made us of clay, and fcrm'd us men ! 
 And vvhen hke wandering iheep we ftray'd. 
 He brought us to his fold again. 
 
 3 We'll croud thy gates v^'ith thankful fongs. 
 
 High as the heav'ns our voices raife : 
 And earth, with her ten thoufand tongues, 
 Shall fill thy courts with founding praife. 
 
 4 Y/ide as the world is thy command ; 
 
 Vail as eternity thy love : 
 Firm as a rock thy truth rauft ftand. 
 When rolling years fliall ceafe to move. 
 
 H Y M N CLV. C. M. 
 
 I ''T^ HE Lord of Sabbath let us praife 
 I. In concert with the blefl, 
 Who joyful in harmonious L'.ys, 
 Employ an endltf.! rcil. 
 
PRAISE. 149 
 
 2 Thur., Lord, while we remember thee. 
 
 We bleft and pious grow. 
 By hymns of praile we learn to be 
 TriumphiEmt here below. 
 
 3 On this, glad day a brighter fcene 
 
 Of glory was difplay'd 
 By God, th' eternal Word, than when 
 This univerfe w-as made. 
 
 4 He rifes, who mankind hath bought 
 
 With grief and pain extreme ; 
 'Twas great to fpeak the world from nought, 
 *Twas greater to redeem. 
 
 HYMN CLVI. Afiley. 
 
 1 Q AL V ATION ! O the joyful found \ 
 k3 What pleafure to our ears ! 
 
 A fov'rcign balm for ev'ry wound, 
 A vTordial for our fears. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Glory, honour, pra'ife, and poivcry 
 Be unto the Lamb for ever ; 
 j'efus Chr'ijl is our Redeemer ! 
 Hallelujah ! praife the Lord! 
 
 2 Salvation ! let the echo fly 
 
 The fpacious earth around. 
 While all the armies of the flvy 
 Confpire to raife the found. Glory, c:\\ 
 
 3 Salvation ! O thou bleeding Lamb ! 
 
 To thee the praife belongs : 
 Salvation fljall infpire our hearts, 
 
 Ard dwell upon our tongues. C/orj, ct'.. 
 
IJ^'^ PRAISE. 
 
 K Y ;M N CLVII. Sianlon. 
 
 I Tj^ 1^- O M all tliat dwell below the fki'es, 
 JL Let the Creator's pralfe arife ; 
 Let the Redeemer's name be fang, 
 Thro' ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue. 
 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord, 
 Eternal truth attends thy word : 
 Thy praife fliall found from lliore to Ihnprc, 
 Till funs Ihall rife and fet no more. 
 
 1 \ our lofty themes, ye mortals, bring, 
 In fongs of praife divinely ling ; 
 The i.vi"cat falvatioii loud proclaim, 
 And fhout for joy the Saviour's nam.e \ 
 In ev'ry land begin the fong, 
 To ev'iy land the-ftrains belong : 
 In cheerful founds all voices raife, 
 And fill the world v»'ith loudcil praife. 
 
 H Y M N CLVIII. L. M. 
 
 1 g^ O M E, let US join our cheerful fongs 
 \^ V7ith angels round the throne. 
 
 Ten thoufand thoufand are their tongues, 
 But all their joys are one. 
 
 2 Worthy the Lamb that dy'd, they crj', 
 
 To be exalted thus ; 
 AVorthy the I^amb, our hearts reply, 
 For he was flain for us, 
 
 jcfus is worthy to receive 
 
 Honour and power divine ; 
 And bit flings more than we can give, 
 
 Be, Lord, for ever thine. 
 
PRAISE. 
 
 4 Tre w'b.ole creation join in one. 
 To blefs the facred name 
 Of liim that fits uprm the throne, 
 And to adore the Lamb. 
 
 HYMN CLIX. SaViJhury. 
 
 1 f^ LORY be to God on high, 
 \J God whofe glor}^ fills the fl^y ; 
 Peace on earth to man forgiv'n, 
 Man, the vvell-belov'd of heaven. 
 
 2 Sovereign Father, heav'nly King, 
 Thee we now prefume to fing. 
 Glad thine attributes confefs, 
 Glorious all and numberlefs. 
 
 3 Kail, by all thy works ador'd : 
 Kail, the everlafting Lord ; 
 
 Tliee with thankful hearts we prove 
 Lord of pow'r, and God of love ! 
 
 4 Chriil our Lord and God we own ; 
 
 Chrjft, the Father's only Son : 
 Lamb of God for unners {lain, 
 Saviour of offending man. 
 
 5 Bow thine ear, in rtiercy bow, 
 Kear, the world's atonement thou ; 
 Jefu, in thy name we pray, 
 Take, O take our fins away. 
 
 6 Pow'rful advocate with God, 
 Juftify us by thy blood ! 
 Bow ^hine ear, in mercy bow. 
 Hear, the world's atonement thou. 
 
;2 PRAISE. 
 
 Hear, for tliou, O Chrift, abnc, 
 With thy glorious Sire art one j 
 One the Holy Gholl with thee, 
 One fupremc, eternal Three. 
 
 HYMN CLX. C. M. 
 
 PRAISE ye tlie Lord, y' immortal choirs, 
 That lill the realms above ; 
 Praife him who form'd you of his fires, 
 Aijd feeds you with his love. 
 
 Shine to his praife, ye cryftal fl^ies, 
 
 The floor of his abode ; 
 Or veil in fhades your thoufand eyes 
 
 Before your brighter God. ■ 
 
 Thou rclllefs gloW of golden h'ght, 
 
 Whole 'heams create our days, 
 Join with the filver queen of night, 
 
 To own yourborrow'd rays. 
 
 Winds, ye fnall bear his name aloud 
 
 Thro' the etherial blue, 
 For when his caariot is a cloud, 
 
 He makes his wheels of you. 
 
 Thunder and hail, and fire and ftorms, 
 
 The troops of his command, 
 Appear in all your dreadful forms, 
 
 And fpeak.his awful hand. 
 
 I Shout to the Lord, ye furging feas, 
 In your eternal roar ; 
 Let wave to wave refound his praife^ 
 And (hore reply to fhore. 
 
PRAISE. 153 
 
 7 While monfters, fporting on the flpod, 
 In Icaly filver fhine, '■■- 
 
 Speak terribly, their maker, God, 
 And lafli the foaming brine. 
 
 B Bat gentler things fliall tune his name 
 To fofter notes than the-fc, 
 Young zephyrs breathing o'er the ilream, 
 Or whifp'ring thro' the trees. 
 
 5 Wave your tall heads, ye lofty pines. 
 To him that bids you- grow; 
 Sweet cluders, bend the fruitful vines 
 On eveiy thankful bow. 
 
 10 Let the (hrill birds his honours raife. 
 
 And climb the morning Iky ; 
 j While grov'ling beafts attempt his praife 
 In hoarfer harmony. 
 
 1 1 Thus while the meaner creatures finar. 
 i Ye mortals take the found, 
 
 i Echo the glories of our King, 
 Through all the nations round. 
 
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 HYMN CLXI. 
 
 HE God of Abraham praife. 
 Who reigns enthroned above ; 
 Ancient of everlafting days, 
 And God of love : 
 JEHOVAH GREAT I AM f 
 By earth and heav'n confefs'd ;. 
 I bow and blcfs the facred name.,; 
 For ever bleib.^- - 
 
154 PRAISE* 
 
 2 The God of Abrah'm praife, 
 At whofe fupreme command 
 
 From earth I rife — -and feek the joy& 
 At his right hand ; 
 I all on earth forfake, 
 Its wifdom, fame, and pow'r t 
 And him my only portion make, 
 My fhield and tow'r. 
 
 3 The God of Abrah*m praife, 
 Whofe all-fuflicient grace 
 
 Shall guide me all my happy days, 
 In all my ways ; 
 He calls a worm his friend ! 
 He calls himfelf my God ! 
 And he fhall fave me to the end 
 Thro' Jefu's blood. 
 
 4 He by himfelf hath fworn, 
 I on his oath depend, 
 
 I [hall on eagles' wings up-borne, 
 To heav'n afcend : 
 I fliall behold his face, 
 I fhall his pow'r adore, 
 And ling the wonders of his grace 
 For evermore. 
 
 H Y M N CLXII. C. M. 
 
 I "l\/rY Saviour, my almighty friend, 
 XVi When I begin thy praife, 
 W^here will the growing numbers end, 
 The numbers of thy grace ? 
 
 a Tbou art my everlafting truft, 
 Thy goodnefs I ad( 
 
 lore 
 
PRAISE. 15^ 
 
 Send down thy grace, O blefTed Lord, 
 That I may love thee more. 
 
 3 My feet (hall travel all the length 
 Of the celeftial road ; 
 And march with courage in thy ftrength, 
 To fee the Lord my God. 
 
 Awake, awake my tuneful pow'rs, 
 
 With this delightful fong, 
 And entertain the darkcft hours. 
 
 Nor think the fcafon long. 
 
 HYMN CLXm. Shepherd of IfraeL 
 
 THIS, this is the God we adore. 
 Our faithful unchangeable Friend j 
 "Whofe love is as great as his pow'r. 
 
 And neither knows meafure nor end. 
 'Tis Jefus, the Firll an-d the Laft, 
 
 V/hofe fplrit fhall guide us fafe home ; 
 We'll pralfe him for all that is paft, 
 And truil him for all that's to come. 
 
 •HYMN CLXIV. C. M. 
 
 I "TXT H E N all the mercies of m.y God, 
 V V My rifmg foul furveys, 
 Why, my cold heart, art thou not loft 
 In wonder, love and praife ? 
 
 Thy providence my life fuftain'd, 
 
 And all my wants redrefs'd, 
 While in the filcnt v/omb I lay. 
 
 And hung upon the bread : 
 
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156 PRAISE. 
 
 3 To all my weak complQints arid cries 
 
 Thy mercy lent ah ear, 
 Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learn'd 
 To form themlelves in pray'r. 
 
 4 Unniimber'd comforts on my foul 
 
 Thy tender care beftdw'd, 
 Before my infant-heart conceiT'd, 
 From whom tliofe comforts flow'd. 
 
 5 When in th£; flipp'ry paths of youth 
 
 With hecdlefs fteps Ir&n, 
 Thine arm, unfeen, cprivey'd me fafe, 
 And led me up to man. 
 
 6 Through hidden dalige^, toils aftd death, 
 
 It gently clear'd my way, 
 And through tlie pleafing fnares of vice, 
 More to be fear'd than they. 
 
 7 Through ev'ry period of my life, 
 
 Thy goodnefs I'll purfue ; 
 And after death in diftant worlds, 
 The pleafing theme renew. 
 
 8 Through all eternity to thee 
 
 A grateful fong I'll raiie : 
 But O ! eternity's too (hort 
 IV; utter all thy praife. 
 
 HYMN CLXV. £j>ivcrth. 
 
 I ^ THOU God of my falvation, 
 V^ My redeemer from all fin, 
 Mov'd to this by great compafiion, 
 Yearning bowels from within j 
 I will praife thee : 
 Vv here fliall I thy praife begin ? 
 
pRAiac. 157 
 
 2 Whi'e the angtI-qho'"rs arc cryin j, 
 
 Glory to the great I AM ! 
 
 1 with them would ftill be vying, 
 
 Glory, glory to the Lamb ! 
 
 O how precious 
 Is the found of Jcfu's name'! 
 
 3 * Now I fee, with joy and wonder. 
 
 Whence the healing ilrcams arofe ; . 
 Angel-minds are loft to ponder 
 Dying love's myllei-Ious caufe : 
 
 Yet the blefiing 
 D.owii to all, to rae it flov'S. 
 
 4 Though unfeen, I love the Saviour, 
 
 He almighty grace hath fhown ; 
 Pardon'd guilt and purchas'd favour ! 
 This he makes to mortals knov/n ; 
 
 > Give him gloiy, 
 GloiTj glory is his own. 
 
 5 Angels now are hov'ring round us, 
 
 Unperceiv'd they mix the throng, 
 Wond'ring at the love that crown'd us, 
 Glad to join the holy fong : 
 
 Kalielujah, 
 Love and praife to Chriil belong. 
 
 H Y M N CLXVI. C. M. 
 
 ! T T O W happy every child of grace, 
 XJL V/ho knows his* fins forgiv'n 1 
 This earth, he cries, is not my place, 
 I feek my place in heav'n : 
 
55 TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. 
 
 A countiy far from mortal fight ; 
 
 Yet, O ! by faith I fee 
 The land cf rell, the faints' delight. 
 
 The heav'n prepared for me. 
 5 O what a bleffed hope is ours ! 
 
 While here on earth we ftay, 
 We more thsn talle the heav'nly pow'rs, 
 
 And antedate that day : 
 We feel the refurre(Sli(>n near, 
 
 Our life in Chrift conceal'd, 
 And with his glorious prefence here 
 
 Our earthen veffels fill'd. 
 ; O would he more of heav'n beftow. 
 
 And let the veffels break, 
 And let our ranfomM fpirits go, 
 
 To grafp the God we feek j 
 In rapt'rous awe on him to gaze. 
 
 Who bought the fight for me. 
 And fhout and wonder a.t his grace 
 
 Through all eternity. 
 
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 TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. 
 
 HYMN CLXVII. Qlney. 
 
 PART THE FIRST. 
 
 O M M I T thou all thy gi-iefs 
 And ways into his hands, 
 To his fure trull and tender care. 
 Who earth and heav'n commands ; 
 Who points the clouds their courfe, 
 Whom winds and feas obey ; 
 He fnall direct thy wand'ring feet, 
 He fhall prepare thy way. 
 
TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. I59 
 
 2 Thou on the Lord rely. 
 So fafc flialt thou go on : 
 
 Fix on his work thy ileadfall eye, 
 
 So ihall thy work be done : 
 
 No profit can (I thou gain 
 
 By felf-confuming care, 
 To him commend thy cauie, his car 
 
 Attends the lofteft pray'r. 
 
 3 Thine everlailing truth, 
 Father, thy ceafekfs love 
 
 Sees all thy children's wants, and knows 
 
 What bed for each will prove ; 
 
 And whatfoe*er thou wilPil, 
 
 Thou doft, O King of kings ; 
 What thine unerring wifdbm choie, 
 
 Thy pow'r to being brings. 
 4. Thou evVy where hail way. 
 
 And all thisgs ferve thy might, 
 Thy ev'ry a6l pure bicffing is, 
 
 Thy path unfuIlyM light. 
 When thou arifell. Lord, 
 
 WTiat fhall thy v/ork withftand ? 
 When all thy children want, thou giv'il, 
 
 Who, who fnail llay thy hand ? 
 HYMN CLXVIIL Ohey, 
 
 PART THE SECOND. 
 
 C^ IVEto the wiudcthy ^aro, 
 jJ Hope, and be undifraay'd, 
 G jci hears thy lighs, and counts ihy tears^ 
 
 God (hall lift up thy head ; 
 Through waves, and clouds and fiorms, 
 He gently clears the wav ; 
 O 3 
 
l6o TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. 
 
 Wait thou his time, fo fhall this nlgtit 
 Soon end in joyous day, 
 
 2 Still heavy is thy heart. 
 Still fink thy fpirits down ; 
 
 Caft off the weight, let fear depart. 
 
 And ev'ry care be gone. 
 
 What thoucrh thou rukd not. 
 
 Yet heav'n, and earth and hell 
 Proclaim, God fitteth on the tlircae. 
 
 And ruleth all things well. 
 
 3 Lea'w^ to his fov'reign fway 
 To chufe and to command. 
 
 So flialt thou wond'ring own his way. 
 
 How wife, how ftrong his hand ! 
 
 Far, far above thy thought 
 
 His counfel fliall appear, 
 V/hea fully he the work hath wi'oisgljf. 
 
 That cans' d thy needle Is fear. 
 
 4 Thou feeft our weaknefs, L.ord, 
 Our hearts are known to thee ; 
 
 O lift thou up the finking head. 
 
 Confirm the feeble knee ; 
 
 Let us in life, in death, 
 
 T'hy fteadfaft truth declare, 
 And publiih with our latcft breath. 
 
 Thy love and guardian care. 
 
 H Y Vi N CLXIX. L. IL 
 
 J /^ OD of my life, Avhofe ernjcious pow'r 
 \ jr Thro' various deaths my foul h.?th led 
 Or turn'd afide the fatal hour, 
 Or lifted up my finking head ' 
 
TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. l6l 
 
 2. In all my ways thy hand I own, 
 Thy ruling providence I lee ; 
 Affift me ftill my courfe to run, 
 And ftill direft my paths to thee. 
 
 3 Whither, O whither Ihould I fly. 
 
 But to my loving Saviour's breaft, 
 Secure within thy arms to lie, 
 
 And fafe beneath thy wings to reft ? 
 
 4 I have no Hiill the fnare to (hun, 
 
 But thou, O Chriil I my wifdom art ; 
 I ever into ruin run, 
 
 Bat thou art greater than my heart. 
 
 5 Foolini, and impotent, and blind, 
 
 JLead me a way I have not known ; 
 Bring mc where I my heav'n may find, 
 The heav'n of loving thee alone. 
 
 6 Enlarge my heart to make thee room ; 
 
 Enter, and m mc ever ftay ; 
 The crooked then fliall ftraight become : 
 The darknefs fliall be loft in day I 
 
 H Y M N CLXX. TaJ/h, 
 
 JEHOVAH-JIREH, i. e. The 1.o?.d 'wu^ 
 provide. Gen. x x i i . i d.. 
 
 I ^pKO' troubles afkii], and d^rwgcrs afFiignN 
 J. Tho* friends ftiould all fail, aivd foes ill 
 unite ; 
 Yet one thing fecures U's wiiatevn- l>ct*':l •. 
 The prciniie aCares -^s, The Lord will pvavi-l . 
 
(62 TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. 
 
 2 The birds without barn or ftore-houfe are fed : 
 From them let us learn to truft for our bread: 
 His faints what is fitting Ihall ne'er be dcny'd, 
 So long as it's written, The Lord will provide. 
 
 3 We all may, like fliips, by tcmpeft be tofl 
 . On perilous deeps, but need not be loft : 
 
 Tlio' Satan enrages the wind and the tide, 
 Yet fcripture engages, The Lord will provide. 
 
 4 His call we obey, like Abrah'm of old : 
 
 We know not the way, but faith makes us bold ; 
 For tho' we are ftrangers, we have a fure guide. 
 And trull in all dangers. The Lord will provide. 
 
 5" When Satan appears to ftop up our path. 
 And hlls us with fears, we triumph by faith : 
 He cannot take from us (tho* oft he has try'd) 
 The heart-cheering prpmife, The Lord will 
 provide. 
 
 6 He tells us we're weak, our hope is in vain, 
 The-good that v/e feck, we ne'er fiuiU obtain : 
 But when fuch fiiggePcions our graces have try'd. 
 This anfwers all queftioiLs, The Lord will 
 
 provide, 
 
 7 No llrength of our own, nor gocdnefs we claJm^ 
 Gar truft is all thrown on Jefus's name ; 
 
 In this our ftrong tower for fafety we hide ;. 
 I'iie Lord is our pov/'r. The Lord will provide. 
 
 £ When life links apace, and death is In view. 
 
 The word of hie grace fliall comfoi t us through : 
 
 Not fearing or doubting, v/ith Chrift en our 
 
 fide, [vide. 
 
 We hope to die Shouting, The Lord will pro- 
 
TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. 1 63 
 
 HYMN CLXXI. 2^d Pfalm, 
 
 1"^ H E Lord my pafture (liall prepare. 
 And feed me with a fhcpherd's care : 
 His prefence fhall my wants fnpply, 
 And guard me with a watchful eycj 
 My noon day walks he (hali attend. 
 And all my midnight hours defend. 
 
 When in the fultry glebe I faint. 
 Or on the thirlly mountain pant. 
 To fertile vales and dewy meads, 
 My weary, wand'ring Heps he leads, 
 Where peaceful rivers, foft and flow, 
 Amid the verdant landikip jQow. 
 
 3 Though in the paths of death I tread, 
 With gloomy horrors overfpread. 
 
 My fteadfaft heart fhall fear no ill, 
 For thou, O Lord, art with me ilill ; 
 Thy friendly crook {hall give me aid. 
 And guide me through the dreadful fhade. 
 
 4 Tho* in a bare and rugged way. 
 Through devious lonely wilds I ftray, 
 Thy bounty fhall my pains beguile; 
 The barren wildernefs fhall fmile 
 
 W^ith fuddcn greens and herbage crownM, 
 And ftreams ftiall murmur all around. 
 
 H^Y M N CLXXn. C. M. 
 
 I £~^ O D moves in a myfterious way, 
 VJJT His wonders to perform ; 
 He plants his footfteps in the fea, 
 And rides upon the ftorm. 
 
104 TRUSTIRG ,IN PRO yipE^,CE. 
 
 2 Deep in unfathomable mines 
 
 ■Of never-failing flcill, 
 He treafures up his brijght defigus. 
 And works his foy'rei^n wiD. 
 
 3 Ye fearful faints, frefii cqurage take. 
 
 The clouds ye fo much dread 
 Are big with rnercy,, and (liall brea,k 
 In bleffings on your -head. 
 
 4 Judge not the Lord :hy feeble fenfe, 
 
 But tr^ift him for bis grace ; 
 Behind a frowning providence 
 H? hides a ftniling face. 
 
 5 His purpofes will ripen f^iH, 
 
 Unfolding ev'ry bour : 
 The bud may have a Jsitter talle, 
 But fwqct will be the fiow'r. 
 
 6 Blind unbelief is fure to err, 
 
 And fcan his work in vain : 
 God is his own interpreter, 
 And he will make it plain. 
 
 HYMN CLXXni. Dmfigh. 
 
 1 A W A Y, my uabelieving fear ! 
 
 JTjl. Fear fhali in me no more have place ; 
 My Saviour doth not yet appear, 
 
 He hides the bri^htnefs of his face : 
 But fnall I tlierefcre let him go, 
 
 And bafely to the tempter y'ld^ f 
 No, in the ftrength of Jefus, no, 
 
 I never will give wp my (hield. 
 
 2 Although the vine its fruit deny, 
 
 Although tKe olive yield no oil, 
 
(TRUSTING IN' PROVIDENCE. I 65 
 The with'ring fig-trees droop and die, 
 The field's' elude the tilkr's toil. 
 The empty ftali no herd afford, 
 
 And perilli all the bleating race. 
 Yet will I triumph in the Lord, 
 The God of my falvatlon praife, 
 
 3 Barren although my foul remain, 
 And no one bud of grace appear. 
 
 No fruit of all my toil and pain, 
 
 But fin, and only fm is here ; 
 Although my gifts and comforts lofl. 
 
 My blooming hopes cut off I fee, 
 Yet will I in my Saviour truft. 
 
 And gloiy that he dy'd for me. 
 
 4 In hope believing againft hope, 
 
 Jefus, my Lord, my God, I claim, 
 Jefus, my ftrength, fhall lift me up, 
 
 Salvation is in Jefu^s name ; 
 To me he foon fliall bring it nigh, 
 
 My foul (liall then dut-ftrip the wind, 
 On wings of love mount up on high, 
 
 And leave the world and fm behind. 
 
 HYMN CLXXIV. C. M. 
 
 1 O TILL for thy loving kindnefi, Lord, 
 ^^ I in thy temple wait ; 
 
 I look to find thee in thy word, 
 Or at thy table meet. 
 
 2 Here in thine own appointed ways 
 
 I wait to learn thy will : 
 Silent I ftand before thy face. 
 And hear thee far, *< Be flill !" 
 
lOO TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. 
 
 3 " Be ftlll, and know that I am God !" 
 
 'Tls all I live to know ! 
 To feel the virtue of thy blood. 
 And fpread its praife below ! 
 
 4 I wait my vigour to renew, 
 
 Thine image to retrieve : 
 The veil of outward things pafs through, 
 And gafp in thee to live. 
 
 5 I work, and own the labour vain. 
 
 And thus from works I ceafe ; 
 I ftrive ; and fee m^'- fruitlefs pain. 
 Till God create my peace. 
 
 6 Fruitlefs, till thou thyfelf impart. 
 
 Mull all my efforts prove ; 
 They cannot change a finful heart. 
 They cannot pinchafe love. 
 
 7 I do the thing thy laws enjoin, 
 
 And then the llrife give o'er ; 
 To thee I then the whole refign. 
 And truft in means no more. 
 
 8 1 truft in him who Hands between 
 
 The Father's wrath and me ; 
 Jefii, thou great eternal Mean, 
 I look for all from thee. 
 
 HYMN CLXXV. S. M. 
 
 PART THE FIRST. 
 
 I Q O L D I E R S of Chrift, arife, 
 
 W3 And put your armour on, 
 
 StronsT in the ftrength which God fupplicsj 
 
 Through his eternal Son : 
 
 Strong in the Lord of Hofts, 
 
 And ia his mighty pow'r, 
 
TRUSTING IN PRO VI tJENCK. 167 
 
 Who in the ftrength of Jefus trufts, 
 Is more than conqueror. 
 Stand then in his great might, 
 With all his ftrength endu'd, 
 But take, to arm yoa for the fight, 
 The panoply of God ; 
 That having all things doiie, 
 And all your conflicts paft, 
 Ye may o'ercome through ChriH alone, 
 
 And ftand entire at iail. * 
 
 Stand then again ft your foes, 
 In clofe and firm array : 
 Legions of wily fiends oppofe 
 Throughout the evil day ; 
 But meet the fons of night. 
 But mock their vain defign, 
 Arm'd In the arms of heav'nly light. 
 Of righteoufncfs divine. 
 Leave no unguarded place, 
 No weaknefs of the foul : 
 Take ev'iy virtue, ev'ry grace, 
 And fortify the whole : 
 IndifTolubly joinM, 
 To battle all proceed. 
 But arm yourfelves with all the mind 
 That was in Chrift your head. 
 
 HYMN CLXXVl. S. M. 
 
 PART THE SECOND. 
 
 EUT above all lay hold 
 .,_J On faith's vidtorious fliield : 
 Arm'd Vi'ith that adamant and gold. 
 You're fure to win the lield ; 
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l68 TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. 
 
 If faith fuiTound your heait, 
 Satan fliall be fabdu'd, 
 RepelPd his ev'ry fieiy dart, 
 
 And quench'd with Jefu*s blocd.^ 
 
 Jefus hath dy'd for you ! 
 
 AVhat can his love withftand ? 
 Beheve! hold fall your fhield, and who 
 Shall pluck you from his hand ? 
 Bc;lieve that Jefus reigns, 
 All pow'r to him is giv'n : 
 E;:lieve, till freed from fin*s remains : 
 Believe vourfelves to heav'n ! 
 
 To keep your urmcrur bright, 
 Attend with conllant care : 
 Still walking in your Captain's light, 
 And watching unto pray'r ; 
 Ready for all alarms, 
 Steadfaitly fet your face, 
 And always exercife your arms, 
 And ufe your ev'ry grace. 
 
 pj^y! without ceafing, pray, 
 (Your Captain gives the wcr':!) 
 3iis lumrrions cheerfidiy obey. 
 And call upon the Lord : 
 To God your ev'ry want, 
 In jnllant jnay'r difplay ; 
 Pray, alwyvs pray, and never fail.; . 
 'Pnv!' without c..'l:irr, pvav. 
 
TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. 169 
 
 HYMN CLXXVI. L. M. 
 
 Seek ye the kingdom of God, and all thefe things JJjall 
 he added. Luke xii. 31. 
 
 1 T>EACE, troubled foul, thou need'ft not 
 _i Thy great Provider ftill Is near ; [j^ivr : 
 A¥ho fed thee laft will feed thee ftill, 
 
 Be calm, and fink into hrs will. 
 
 2 The Lord who built the earth and i]<y, 
 In mercy ftoops to hear thy cry ; 
 
 His promife all may freely claim, 
 " Ail-c, and receive in Jefu's name." 
 
 3 His ftores are open all and free. 
 To fuch as truly upright be ; 
 Water and bread he'll give for food. 
 With all things elfe which he fees good, 
 
 j^ Your facred hairs which are fo fmall. 
 By God himfelf are number'd all ; 
 This truth he's publiih'd all abroad, 
 Tiiat men may learn to truit the Lord. 
 
 5 The ravens daily he doth feed, 
 
 And fends them food as they have need. 
 Although they nodiing have in Itore, 
 Yet as they lack he gives them more. 
 
 6 Then do not feek with anxious care, 
 What ye ftia,ll eat, or drink, or wear ; 
 Your heav'nly Father will you feed, 
 He knows that ail thefe things you need. 
 
 ~ ^Vitliout refervc give Chrill your heart ; 
 Let him his righteoufnefs impart ; 
 Then all things elfe he'll freely give ; 
 With him you all things (hall receive. 
 
ryo SUFFERING. 
 
 8 Thus fliall the foul be truly bleft, 
 That fceks in God his only rcll : 
 May 1 that happy perfon be, 
 In time and in eternity ! 
 
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 SUFFERING. 
 
 HYMN CLXXVIII. Tra-veUcr, 
 
 1 /^OME on, my partners in diftrefs, 
 V_y My comrades through the wildernefs, 
 
 Who {till your bodies feel ; 
 Awhile forget your griefs and fears. 
 And look beyond this vale of tears, 
 
 To that cekilial hill. 
 
 2 Beyond the bounds of time and fpace, 
 Look forward to th^ heav'nly place, 
 
 The faints* feciife abode : 
 On faith's ftrong'e^leppinions rife, 
 And force your pafTage to the flcies. 
 
 And fcale the mount of God. 
 
 3 Who fuffcr with our Mafter here, 
 We {hall before his face appear. 
 
 And by his fide fit down : 
 To patient faith the prize is fure ; 
 And all that to the end endure 
 
 The crofs, ftiall wear the crown. 
 
 4 Thrice bleffed biifs, infpiring hope ; 
 It hfts the fainting fpirits up : 
 
 It brings to life the dead ! 
 Our conflicls here fhall foon be pad, 
 And you and I afcend at lad 
 
 Triumphant with oiir Head., • 
 
SUFFERING}. I7I 
 
 5 That great myfterious Deity 
 We Soon with open face (hall f<?e, 
 
 The beatific fight : 
 Shall fill the heav'nly courts with praife, 
 And wide difFufe the golden blaze 
 
 Of everlafting light. 
 
 6 The Father fhining on his throne, 
 The glorious co-(^ternal Son, 
 
 The Spirit one and fev'n, ' 
 
 Confpire our rapture to complete ; 
 And lo ! we fall before his feet. 
 
 And filence heightens heav'n. 
 
 7 In hope of that ecftatic paufe, 
 Jefu, we now fuftain the crofs, ' 
 
 And at thy footilool fall. 
 Till ihgu our hidden life reveal, 
 Till thou our ravifliM fpirits fill, ' 
 
 And God is all in all. 
 
 HYMN CLXXIX. Wednejhury. 
 1 AND let this feeble body fail, 
 jLjL And let it faint or die, 
 My foul fhall quit the mournful vale, 
 
 And foar to worlds on high : 
 Shall join the difembody'd faints. 
 
 And find its long-fought reit, 
 That only biifs for which it pantb 
 In the K-edeerner's breaft. 
 
 ■^ In hope of that immortal crovk'n, , 
 I now the crofs fuftain, 
 And gladly wander up and dowDj 
 And fiailc at toil and paino 
 
 P 3 
 
1)2 SUFFERING. 
 
 I fufFer on my threefcore years 
 
 Till my Deliv'rcr come, 
 And wipe away his fervant's tears, 
 
 And take his exile hor»c. 
 
 3 O wliat hath Jefus bought for me ! 
 
 Before nyy ravifliM eyes .« 
 Rivers of life divine I fee, 
 
 And trees of paradife ! 
 I fee a world of fpirits bright, 
 
 Who tafte the plefifures, there ! 
 They all arc rob'd in fpotlefs white. 
 
 And conquering palms they bear, 
 
 O vvliat are all my fufF'rings here^ 
 
 If, Lord, thou count me meet 
 \\'ith that enraptur'd hoft t' appear. 
 
 And w^orfhip at thy feet 1 
 Give joy or grief, give eafe or pain. 
 
 Take life or friends away ; 
 But let rae fmd them all again 
 
 In that eternal day. 
 
 HYMN CLXXX, Epivorik 
 
 I Y T APPY foul, thy days are ended 
 _| A AH thy mourning days below j 
 Go, by angel guards attended, 
 To the fight of Jefus, go. 
 
 Waiting to receive thy fpirit, 
 Lo ! the Saviour Hands above, 
 
 Slicws the purcljafe of h?s merit, 
 j^:?ch<s out the crpwn of love. 
 
SUrFERINg. I 
 
 Struggle througli thy lateft paffion 
 To thy dear Redeemer's breail, 
 
 To his uttermoft falvation, 
 To his everlalling fel^. 
 
 For the joy be fets before thee. 
 
 Bear a momentary pain ; 
 Die, to live a life of glory ; 
 
 Suffer, with thy Lord to reign. 
 
 'hymn CLXXXI. Dying Sieplm> 
 
 li T T EAD of the church tii\miphant, 
 
 ! X -1 We joyfully adore thee : 
 
 j Till thou appear 
 
 I Thy members here 
 
 I Shall ^ng like thofe in glory. 
 
 We lift our hearts and voices 
 
 With bleft anticipation ; 
 And cry aloud, 
 And give to God 
 
 The praife of our falvation. 
 
 Z While in affliction's furnace. 
 And paffing through the lire, 
 
 Thy love we praife, 
 
 Which knows no days, 
 And ever brings us nigher : 
 We clap our bands exulting; 
 In thine almighty favour ; 
 
 The love divine, 
 
 Which made us thine, 
 Can keep us thine for ever, 
 
74 FUNERAL. 
 
 Thou doft conduft thy people 
 Through torrents of temptation i 
 
 Nor will we fear, 
 
 While thou art near, 
 The fire of tribulation ; 
 The world, with fin and Satan, 
 In vain our march oppofes ; 
 
 By thee we fhall 
 
 Break through them all. 
 And fing the fpng of Mofes. 
 
 By faith we fee the glory 
 
 To which thou fiialt reilore us, 
 
 The crofs defpife 
 
 For that high prize 
 Which thou haft fet before us 5 
 And if thou count us worthy. 
 We each, as dying Stephen, 
 
 Shall fee thee {land 
 
 At God*s right hand, 
 To take us up to heav*n. 
 
 '^-'^0^'> '- 
 
 FUNERAL. 
 
 H Y M N CLXXXII. Funeral 
 
 H! lovely appearance of death, 
 What fight upon earth is fo fair ? 
 Net all the gay pageants that breathe. 
 
 Can with a dead body compare : 
 AVith folemn delight I fiirvey 
 
 The corpfe, when the fpirit is fled, 
 In love with the benutiful cby, 
 And lo.nging to' lie in its fu-aJ. 
 
FUNERAL. 175 
 
 > How bkft is our brother, bereft 
 
 Of all that could burden his mind ; 
 How eafy the foul that has left 
 This v/eariiomc body behind ! 
 * Of evil incapable thou, 
 
 Whofe relics with envy I fee. 
 No longer in mifery now, 
 No longer a fmner like mc. 
 
 \ This earth is affefted no more 
 
 With ficknefs, or fliaken with paiOj 
 The war In the mennbers is o'er, 
 
 And never ihall ve:x him again : 
 No anger henceforward, or fhame, 
 
 Shall redden thi§ innocent qlay ; 
 Extin6fc is the animal flame> • 
 
 And pafiion is vanifh'd away. 
 
 \. This languifliing head is at reft, 
 
 Its thinking and aching are o'er, 
 This quiet immoveable breall 
 
 Is heav'd by affliction no more ; 
 This heart is no longer the feat , ,• 
 
 Of trouble and torturing pain : 
 It ceafes to flutter and beat, 
 
 It never xhall flutter again. 
 
 ; The lids he fo feldom could clofe, 
 
 By forrow forbidden to fleep, 
 Seal'd up in eternal repofe, 
 
 Have ftrangely forgotten to weep t 
 The fountains can yield no fuppiies ; 
 
 Thefe hollows from v^^ater are lix-e : 
 The tears are all wip'd from thefe eyes, 
 
 And evil they never fhall fee. 
 
176 rUNERAL. 
 
 9 To rnc'irn and to fufFcr is mine, 
 
 While bound In a prifon I breathe, 
 And Hill for deliverance pine, 
 ^ And prefs to the iflucs of death : 
 What now with my tenrs I bedew, 
 O mJfrht I this moment become I 
 My fpirit created anew. 
 
 My flefli be ccnfign'd to the tomb ! 
 
 H Y M N CLXXXIir. Shcpher-d of If r ad, 
 
 I "O EJOICEfora brother deceas'd, 
 jfv Our lofs is his infinite gaij^ ; 
 A foul out of prifon released, 
 
 And freed from its bodily chain ; 
 With fongs 1ft us foUo^V his flight, 
 
 And mount with his fpirit above, 
 Efcap'd to the manilons of light, 
 
 And lodg'd in the Eden of love, 
 3 Our brother the haven hath gain'd. 
 
 Out-flying the tempeil and wind ; 
 Kis reft he hath fooner obtai'i'd, 
 
 And left his companions behind. 
 Still tofs'd on a fea' of 'dillrefs, 
 
 Hard toiHng to make the bleft fliore, . 
 Where all is afiurancc and peace, ' 
 
 And forrow and fin are no more. 
 3 There all the fliip's company meet, 
 
 Who fail'd with the Saviour beneatli, 
 With {houting each other they greet, 
 
 And triumph o'er trouble and death ; 
 The voyage of life's rt an end, 
 
 The mortal arfli£lion is pair, 
 Tlie age, that in heaven tlicy fpend. 
 
 For evei- an4 ever ihaJl laii. 
 
I.UNERii.L. 17 
 
 H Y M jSf CLXXXIV. rrhmph. 
 
 TI S finlfli'd, 'tis done 1 
 The fpirit is tied, 
 The prisoner is gone, 
 
 The Chrlilian is dead : 
 The Chriitian is living 
 
 Thro' Jems's love, 
 And gladly receiving 
 
 A kingdom above. 
 All honour and praife 
 
 Are jeius's due: 
 Supported by grace, 
 
 He fought his way througli, 
 Triumphantly glorious 
 
 Through Jeius's zeal, 
 And more than viclorious 
 
 O'er fin, death, and hell. 
 Then let us record 
 
 The conquering name. 
 Our captain and Lord 
 
 With Ihuutings proclaim j 
 "Who truft m his paiiion 
 
 And follow our Head, 
 To certain falvation 
 
 We all fcall be led. 
 O Jefus, lead on 
 
 Thy militant care, 
 And give us the crown 
 
 Of righteoufnefs there ; 
 Where dazzled with glory 
 
 The ieraphim gaze. 
 
 Or pro {Irate adore thcc, 
 
 i^ lllciic. of praiit. 
 
178 FUNERAL. 
 
 5 Come Lord, and difplay, 
 
 Thy fign in the fivy, 
 And bear us away 
 
 To manfions on high : 
 The kingdom be given, 
 
 The purchafe divine. 
 And crown us in heaven 
 
 Eternally thine. 
 
 HYMN CLXXXV. Sion. 
 
 1 T TO S ANN A to Jefus on high ! 
 JTj. Another has enter'd his rell, 
 Another has 'fcap'd to the flcy, 
 
 And lodg'd in Immanuel's breaft : 
 The foul of our filler is gone, 
 
 To h:;ighten the triumph above, 
 Exalted to Jefus's throne, 
 
 And clafp'd in the arms of his love. 
 
 2 What fulnefs of rapture is there. 
 
 While Jefus his gloiy difplays. 
 And purples the heavenly air, 
 
 And fcatters the odours of grace ! 
 Ke looks — and his fervants in light 
 
 The bleflings ineffable meet : 
 He fmiles, and they faint at his fight, 
 
 And fail overwhtlm'd at his feet. 
 
 3 How happy the angels that fall, 
 
 Tranfportcd at Jefus's name : 
 The faints whom he fooneil fliall call, 
 To iliare in the feait of the Lamb ! 
 
FUNERAL. 179 
 
 No longei- impriion'd in clay, 
 
 Who next from his diingeon fhal] (ly. 
 
 Who liriu fliall be fummon'd away — 
 My merciful God — is it I ? 
 
 O Jefus, if this be thy \v;l], 
 
 That fuddcn!y I {hould depart, 
 Thy caunfel of mercy reveal, 
 
 And whifper the call to my lisart : 
 O give me a fignal to know, 
 
 If foon thou wouid'it have 'nc remove. 
 And leave the dull body below, 
 
 And fly to the regions above. 
 
 H Y M N CLXXXVI. Hamlhon'i, 
 
 AP?Y who in Jeuis live, 
 But happier ftill are they 
 Who to God their fpirits give, 
 
 And 'icape from earth away : 
 Lord, thou read'il the panting heart. 
 
 Lord, thou hear'lt the praying ligh 5 
 'tis better to depart, 
 'Tis better far to die, 
 ^ • 
 
 Yet if fb Lhy will ordain 
 
 For ci:r companions' good, 
 Let lis in the flefii remain. 
 
 And meekly bear the load ; 
 Till we have our grief nll'd up, 
 
 Till we all onr works have done, 
 L?.te partakers of our hope, 
 
 And fnarcrs of thy throne. 
 
1 8o For Pe R s N s joined in Fellowship. 
 
 3 To tliy wife and gracious will 
 
 We quiftiv fubniit, 
 Waiting for redemption fcill, 
 
 Blil waiting at thy feet : 
 When thou wilt the bleiTmg give. 
 
 Call us up thy face to fee : 
 Only let thy fervants live, 
 
 And let us die to thee. 
 
 For PERSONS joined In FELLOWSHIP. 
 H Y M N CLXXXVIL Biidth, 
 
 \ f^ OME away to the ildes/ 
 
 \_/ My beloved, arife. 
 And rejoice in the day thou waft borift 
 
 On this feftival day, 
 
 Come exalting away. 
 And with i-'.ging to Sion return. 
 
 I We have laid up our love 
 
 And treaiure above, 
 Tho' our bodies continue below ; -a 
 
 The redeemed of the Lord, 
 
 We remember his vrord. 
 And with finging to paradife go. 
 
 3 ^-V^h finging we pi-aife 
 T)ie original grace,,. 
 By our heav'iily Father beftovv'd ; 
 Our being receive 
 From his bcrunty, and live 
 To the honour and glory of Go<!. 
 
For Persons joined hi FELLO\ysHir. iSf 
 
 4 For tliy glory we are 
 Created to fiiarc, 
 
 Both the nature and kingdom divine ; 
 
 Created again, 
 
 That our fouls may remain 
 In time and eternity thine. 
 
 5 With thanks we approve 
 The deiign of thy love. 
 
 Which hath join'd us in Jefus's namei 
 
 So united in heart, 
 
 That we never can part, 
 Till we meet at the feall of the Lamb. 
 
 6 There, there at his feet, 
 We {hall fuddenly meet, 
 
 An^be parted in body no more ! 
 
 We fliall fing to our lyres, 
 
 With the heavenly choirs, 
 And our Saviour in glory adorr. 
 
 7 Hallelujah we fmg 
 
 To oar Father and King, 
 And his rapturous praifes repeat ; 
 
 To the Lamb that was {l:.in 
 
 Hallelujah again, 
 Sing all heaven, and fall at his fcct \ 
 
 S In alTurance of hope, 
 We to Jefus look up, 
 
 Till his banner uniurl'd in the a'v 
 
 From our graves vvc ihal? iec, 
 
 And cry out, " It is he,*' 
 And f!v up to ackuQwiedgre liim there- 
 
1 82 For Persons joined in Fellowship. 
 HYMN CLXXXVIII. Dcrhy, 
 
 1 ^OME, let us anew 
 V^ Our journey purfue, 
 With vigour ariTe, . 
 
 ^nd pi-ffs to our permanent place in the Hcies ; 
 
 Of heavenly Liith^ 
 
 Tho' wand'ring on earth, 
 
 This is not our place, 
 But firraigers and pilgrims ourfelves we confcfb, 
 
 2 At jefus's call 
 We o;ive up our all, 
 And rcill we forego. 
 
 For Jefus's fake, our enjoyments below ; 
 
 No longipg we find 
 
 For the country behind ; 
 
 But onward vv-e move, ^ 
 
 And ft ill we are feeking a couotry abo^^ 
 
 3 A country of joy, 
 W^itliout any alloy, 
 "We thither repair. 
 
 Our heart and our treafiire already are there. 
 
 We march hand in hand 
 
 To Inmianue'l's land ; 
 
 No matter what cheer 
 We meet with on earth, for eternity's near ! 
 
 4 The rougher our way. 
 The fnorter our ftay ; 
 The tempefts that rife 
 
 Shall gJcnoufly hurry our fouls to the fkies ; 
 
 The fiercer the blaft, 
 
 Tlie fooner 'tis paft. 
 
 The troubles that come, 
 Shall come to our refcue, and hallcn us home. 
 
For Persons joined in Fellowship. 103 
 HYMN CLXXXIX. Builth. 
 
 1 /^OME, let us afceiid, 
 
 \_y My companion and friend, 
 To talle of the banquet above ! 
 
 If thy heart be as mine, 
 
 If for Jefus It pine, 
 Come up Into the chariot of love. 
 
 2 Who in Jefus confide, 
 We are bold to out-ride 
 
 The ftorms of afflicllon beneath ! 
 
 With the prophet wc foar 
 
 To the heavenly lliore, 
 And out-fly all the aiTcws cf death. 
 
 3 By faith we are come 
 To our pennanent home : 
 
 By hope vvd the rapture ijnprove ; 
 
 By lo\"e' we ftlll rife. 
 
 And loolr^own on the flcles, 
 For the heaven of heavens Is love. 
 
 4 Who on earth can conceive, 
 How happy we live 
 
 In the palace of God, the great King 
 
 What a concert of praife, 
 
 When our Jefus's grace 
 The v>rho!e heavenly company ling 1 
 
 5 What a rapturous fong, 
 When the glorlfy'd throng 
 
 In the fpirit of harmony join ! 
 
 Join all the glad choirs. 
 
 Hearts, voices, and ivres, 
 Aud t:ie burden Is mercv divine. 
 
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184 For Versons Joifjed in Fellowship* 
 
 6 Hallelujah they cry, 
 To the king of the fliy, 
 
 To the great everlalHng 1 AM; 
 
 To the Lamb that was flain. 
 
 And livcth again. 
 Hallelujah to God and the Lamb. 
 
 7 The Lrimb on the throne, 
 Lo ! he dwells with his; own, 
 
 And to rivers of pleafure he leads ; 
 
 With his mercy's full blaze, 
 
 With the light of his face. 
 Our beatify'd fpirits he feeds. 
 
 8 Our foreheads proclaim 
 His ineffable name ; 
 
 Our bodies his glory difplay ; 
 
 A day without night 
 
 We feall: in his fight, 
 And eternity feems as a day ! 
 
 HYMN CXC. C. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, great Shepherd of ihe fheep, 
 J To thee for help we fly : 
 
 Thy little flock in fafety keep. 
 For O the wolf is nigh ! 
 
 2 He comes, of heiiilh malice full, 
 
 To fcatter, tear, and flay ; 
 He feizes ev'ry flraggling foul. 
 As his own lawful prey. 
 
 3 Us into thy protedion ta!:c, 
 
 And gather with thy arm : • 
 Ui-lefs the fold we firfc forfakc. 
 The wolf can never h'jvir. 
 
For Ve^SOHS joined in FELLOWSHIP. 
 
 4 We laugh to fcorn his cruel pow'r, 
 While by our Shepherd^s lide ^ 
 The fheep he never can devour, 
 Unlefs he firll divide. 
 
 O do not fufFer him to part 
 
 The fouls that here agree ! 
 But make us of one mind and heart, 
 
 And keep us one in thee ! 
 
 Togrether let us fweetly live, 
 
 Together let us die ; 
 And each a ftarry crown receive, 
 
 And reign above the fky. 
 
 H Y M N CXCI. C. M. 
 
 R Y us, O God, and f-arch the ground 
 Of ev'ry linfal heart ; 
 Whatever of fm in us is found, 
 O bid it all depart ! 
 
 1 
 
 i When to the right or left we ftray, 
 Leave us not comfortlefs ; 
 But si^\\6.^ our feet into the v.T.y 
 Of cverlailing peace. 
 
 3 Help us to help each other. Lord, 
 
 Each other's crofs to bear ; 
 
 Let each his friendly aid afivM-^^, 
 
 And feel his brother's ci. ... 
 
 4. Hcl-n us Id baild eeicli ot'irr np, 
 Oi;i- little :^.c.'ck improve ; 
 L:crc?.Lo our :^<;it]i, coiifiiin a^: ' :r 
 
 Anc :-.:!l^t u? iu love. 
 
i86 For Persons joined in Fellowship. 
 
 5 Up into thee, ; our living Head, 
 
 Let U8 in all things grow. 
 Till thou haft mads us free indeed, 
 And fpotlefs here below. : 
 
 6 Then, when the mighty work is wrought, 
 
 Receive thy ready bride : 
 Give us in heaven a happy lot 
 With all the fdnaify'd. 
 
 H Y M N CXCII. CarJilf, 
 
 1 '^p HOU God of truth and love, 
 
 X We feek thy perfed way, 
 Pv.eady thy choice t* approve, 
 
 Thy providence t' obey, 
 Enter into thy wife defign, 
 And fweetly iofe cur will in thine. 
 
 2 Why haft thou caft our lot 
 
 In the fame age and place ? 
 And Vv'hy together brought 
 
 To fee each other's face ; 
 To join with foft^ft fympathy ; 
 And mix our friendly fouls in thee ? 
 
 3 Didft thou not make us one, 
 
 That vv'c might one remain, 
 Together travel on, 
 
 And bear each other's pain. 
 Till a!] tky utmoft goodnefs prove, 
 
 x\nd rife renew'd in perfed love \ 
 
 4 Surc-y thou didft unite 
 
 Our kindred fplrits here. 
 That all hereafter might 
 Before thy throne appear : 
 
For P E R s M s joined ///Fellowship. 187 
 
 Meet at the niarriag-e of the Lamb, 
 And all thy glorious love proclaim. 
 
 Then let us ever bear 
 
 The bkfiVd e-.id ia view, 
 And join witli mutual care. 
 
 To fight our pafTage thi-ough ; 
 And kindly help each other on, 
 Till all receive the ftany crovv'u, 
 
 6 O may the Spirit feil 
 
 Our fouls unto that day ! 
 With all thy fulneis fill, ' 
 And then tranfport away ! 
 •!, Away to our eternal reil, 
 Away to our Redeemer's breaft ! 
 
 H Y M N CXCIII. Hamlhoti^^, 
 
 AT HER of our dying Lord, 
 Remember us for good, 
 O fulfil his faithful word, 
 
 And hear Iiis fpeaking blood! 
 Give U3 that for which he prays ; 
 
 Father, glorify thy Son ; 
 Shew his truth, and pow'r, and grace ; 
 And fend the promife down. 
 
 2 True and Faithful Witnefs, thou, 
 
 O Chvlll, the fpirit give ! 
 Hali thou net receiv'd him now, 
 
 That we might now receive ? 
 Art thou not our living Head ? 
 
 Life to all thy Limbs impart : 
 Shed thy love, thy Spirit filed, 
 
 In eveiy waiting heart. 
 
I 8 8 i^3r P E R s Q N s j:ir,ed in F E I. L o v/ s H I P . 
 
 3 Holy Ghoft, the Comforter, 
 
 The gift of Jefiis, come ; 
 Glows our heart to find thee near, 
 
 And fweJIs to to make thee room : 
 Prcfent with us thee we feel, 
 
 Come, O come, and in us be ! 
 With us, in us, live and dwell 
 
 To- all eternity. 
 
 HYMN CXCIV. Hotham, 
 
 1 TTESU, Lord, we look, to thee, 
 J Let us In thy name agree ; 
 Shew thyfelf the Prince of Peace ; 
 Bid our jars for ever ceafe. 
 
 2 By thy reconciling love 
 Ev*ry Humbling block remove; 
 Each to each unite, endear ; 
 Come and fpread thy banner here. 
 
 3 Make us pf one heart and mind, 
 Courteous, pitiful, and kind, 
 Lovt'ly, meek in thought and word ; 
 Altogether like our Lord. 
 
 4 Let us each for other care, 
 Each the other's burden bear; 
 To thy church the pattern give, 
 Shew hov/ true believers live. 
 
 5 Free from linger and from pride, 
 Let us thus in God abide ; 
 
 All the depths of love exprefs, 
 All the heights of holinefs. 
 
For Persons joined /« Fe l l o w s h i p . i Sq 
 
 6 Let U3 then with joy remove 
 To thy family' above; 
 On the wings of angels fly ; 
 Shew how true believers die. 
 
 H Y M N CXCV. C. iM. 
 
 1 T E S U, linked by thy grace, 
 vl And each to each endcarM, 
 With confidence wc feek thy face, 
 
 And know our pray'r is heard. 
 
 2 Still let us own our comnion Lord, 
 
 And bear thine eafy yoke, 
 ^ band of love, a three-fold cord, 
 Which never can be broke. 
 
 ' 3 Make us into one fpirit drink : 
 Baptize into thy name ; 
 And let us always kindly think. 
 And fweetly ("peak the fame. 
 
 ) 4 Touch'd by the loadftone of thy love, 
 Let all our hearts agree ; 
 And ever tow'rds each other move, 
 And ever move tow'rds thee. 
 
 5 To th :e infeparably join'd. 
 
 Let all our fpirits cleave ; 
 O may we all the loving mind 
 That was in thee, receive ! 
 
 6 This is the bond of perfeftnefs. 
 
 Thy fpotlefs charity : 
 O let us ftill, we pray, pofTefs 
 The mind that was in thee 1 
 
190 For Persons joined iti F e L L o w ship. 
 
 7 Giant this, and then from all below 
 
 Infenfibly remove ; 
 Our fouls their change fliall fcarcely know, 
 Made perfedl firil in love. 
 
 8 With eafe our fouls thro* death fliall glide 
 
 Into their paradife ; 
 And thence on wings of angels ride 
 Triumphant thi-o' the flcies. 
 
 9 Yet when the fulleft joy is giv^n, 
 
 The fame delight we prove ; 
 In earth, in paradife, in heaven, 
 Our All in All is love. 
 
 H Y M N CXCVI. Lo-oc-Ferft. 
 
 PART THE FIRST. 
 
 1 £~^ OME, and let us fweetly join, 
 \^ Chrift to praile in hymns divine ! 
 Give we all, v/ith one accord. 
 Glory to our common Lord ; 
 Hands, and hearts, and voices raife ; 
 Sing as in the ancient days ; 
 Ant-cdate the joys above, 
 
 Celebrate the read of love. 
 
 2 Strive we, in affection llrlve : 
 tiet the purer flame revive. 
 Such as in the martvrs o-low'd, 
 Dying champions for their God : 
 We like them may live and love; 
 Call'd we are their jvOyr. to prove : 
 Sav'd with them from future wrnth, 
 Paitners of like precious rhitb. 
 
Jbr Persons /(;///e'J /;/ Fellowship. 191 
 
 3 Sing we tlien in Jefu's name. 
 Now avS yefterday the fame : 
 One in cv'ry time and place. 
 Full for all of truth and grace : 
 We for Chriil our mailer lland,^ 
 Lights in a benighted land : 
 We our dying Lord confefs ; 
 We are Jefu's witneffes. 
 
 4 WitnelTes that Chrift hath dy'd ; 
 We with him are crucify'd : 
 
 Chrift hath buru: the bands of death ; 
 We his quick'ning Spirit breathe ; 
 Chrift is now gone up on high ; 
 Thither all our willies fly ; 
 Sits at God's right hand above ; 
 There with him we reign In love. 
 
 HYMN CXCVII. Foundery. 
 
 PART THE SECOND. 
 
 O M E, thou hiofh and loftv Lord : 
 
 CO M E 
 Lowl^ 
 
 rly, me-ik, incarnate word.; 
 Humbly ft cop t'j earth again ; 
 Come and vifit abje£t man ! 
 Jefu dear expefted gueft, 
 Thou art bidden to the feaft ; 
 For thyfelf our hearts prepare ! 
 Come, and fit, and banquet there. 
 
 2 Jefu, we thy promife claim : 
 We are met in thy grer.t naiT.e : 
 In the midft do thou appear, 
 Manifeft tiiv prcfencc here ! 
 ' R 
 
w 
 102 For Persons joimd in Fellowship.^ 
 
 Sanftlfy us Lord, and blefs, 
 Brtathe thy Spirit, give thy peace : 
 Thou thyfelf within us move ! 
 Make cur feait a feail of love. 
 
 3 Let the fruits of grace abound ; 
 Let in us thy bowels found ; 
 Faith, and love, and joy increaf(% 
 Temperance and gentlenefs ; 
 Plant in us thy humble mind. 
 Patient, pitiful, and kind : 
 Meek and lovvfuly let us be be. 
 Full of gcodnefs, full of thee. 
 
 /x Make UG all in thee complete : 
 Make us all for glory meet ; 
 Meet t' appear before thy fight. 
 Partners with the faints in light ; 
 Call, O call us each by name. 
 To the marriage of the Lamb : 
 Let us lean upon thy breaft ; 
 Love be there our ea(3Qcfs feaft. 
 
 HYMN CXCVl^L C. M. 
 
 1 ^^ O M E, let us ufe the griice divine, 
 \^^ And all with one accord, 
 \n a perpetual cov'nant join 
 
 Oariclvcs to Chrift tlie Lord : 
 
 2 Give up ourfeivesi thro' Jefu*s pow'r. 
 
 His name tq glorify. 
 And promife in this facred hour. 
 For Gcd to live zndi die. 
 
 3 The ccv'nant we tlm moment n.ake, 
 
 Be e\cr kept \\\ mind; 
 
rcr rii R SON s joinea z// r e l i^ o w 5 h i p . ny 
 
 We will no more our God forfake, 
 Or caft his words behind. 
 
 4 We never will throw off his fcvir 
 
 Who hears our lol^mn vow ; 
 And if thou art well pleas'd to hear, 
 Come down and meet us now. 
 
 5 Thee, Father, Son, and Holy Ghofc, 
 
 Let all our hearts receive ; 
 
 Prefent v^ith the celeftial hoil, 
 
 The peaceful anfwsr give. 
 
 6 To each the covenant blood apply. 
 
 Which takes our lins away ; 
 And regifter our names on high, 
 And keep us to that day. 
 
 HYMN CXCIX. L. M. 
 
 On admlititig a New Member. 
 
 1 -p ROTHER in Chrift, and wellbclov'd, 
 JL3 To Jefus and his fei-vants dear. 
 
 Enter and (hew thyfelf approvM ; 
 Eater, and find that God is here. 
 
 2 'Scap'd from the world, redeem'd from llsij 
 
 By fiends purfuM, by men abhorrM, 
 Come in, poor fugitive, come in. 
 And ihare the portion of thy Lord. 
 
 3 Welcome from earth ? — -lo, the right hand 
 
 Of fellovvfhip to thee we givt ! 
 
 With open arms ^n6 hearts we ftand. 
 
 And thee in Jefu'5 name receive. 
 
194 ^i^^ Person s joined in Fellowship 
 
 4 Say, is thy heart refolv'd as ours ? '' 
 
 Then let it burn with facred love : 
 Then let it tafte the heav'nly povv'rs. 
 Partaker of the joys above. 
 
 5 Jefu, attend, thyfelf reveal ! 
 
 Are we not met in thy great name ? 
 Thee in the midil \vc wait to feel. 
 
 We wait to catch the fpreading flame. 
 
 6 Thou God, that anfwereft by fire, 
 
 The fpirit of burning now Impart, 
 And let the flames of pure defire 
 Rife from the altar of each heart. 
 
 7 Truly our fellowfliip below. 
 
 With thee and with the Father is ; 
 In thee eternal life we know, 
 And heaven's unutterable blifs. 
 
 8 In part we only know thee here, 
 
 But wait thy coming from above— 
 And I fhall then behold thee near, 
 And I fhall all be iofl in love. 
 
 HYMN CC. Hothjnj, 
 
 Oij vjfuing a Friend. 
 
 I XJ FACE be on this houfc bcuow'd, 
 t Peace on all that here rcfide ; 
 Let the unknown peace of God 
 
 With the man of peace abide !: 
 Let the Spirit now come down : 
 
 Let the blefling now take place ; 
 Son of peace receive thy crown, 
 Fulnefs of the gofpel-grace. 
 
Par Veksohs jcined in Fellowship, i;; 
 
 2 Chrift, my mafter, and my Lord, 
 
 Let me thy forerimner be ; 
 O be mindful of thy word, 
 
 Vifit them, and vifit me ! 
 To this houfe, and all herein, 
 
 Now let thy falvatfon come ! 
 Save our fouls from inbred fm I 
 
 Make us thy eternal home ! 
 
 3 Let us never, nerer reft. 
 
 Till the pix)miie is fulfill'd ; 
 Till we are of thee poifefsM, 
 
 Pai*don*d, fancrtify'd, and fealM I 
 Till we all, in love renew 'd, 
 _^ Find the pearl that Adam loH, 
 Temples of the iiviiig^ God, 
 
 Father, San, and Koly Ghoft ? 
 
 HYMN CCL C. M. 
 
 Parting, 
 
 1 *T3 LEST be the dear uniting love,- 
 .X3 That will not let us part ! 
 
 Oar bodies may far oft remove. 
 We {lUI are one in heart. 
 
 2 Joia'd in one Ipirit to our Head, 
 
 Where he appoints we go ; 
 And ftili in Jefu*s footfteps tread, 
 And fhew his praife below. 
 
 5 O may we ever walk in him. 
 And nothing know befide, 
 Nothing deflre, nothing efteem, 
 But Jtfus crucifv^d ! 
 R Z 
 
196 For Persons joined in Fellowship. 
 
 4 Clofer and clofer let us cleave 
 
 To his belov'd embrace ; 
 Expeft his fulnefs to receive, 
 And grace to anfwer grace. 
 
 5 Partakers of the Saviour's grace. 
 
 The fame In mind and heart. 
 Nor joy, nor grief, nor time, nor place. 
 Nor life, nor death can part. 
 
 6 But let us haften to the day. 
 
 Which fhall our fle{h reftore ; 
 When death fhall all be done away. 
 And bodies part no more. 
 
 HYMN ecu. rrumpei. 
 
 1 T E S US, accept the praife 
 J That to thy name belongs ; 
 Matter of all our praife, 
 
 Subjeft of all our fongs : 
 Through thee we now together came. 
 And part exulting in thy name. 
 
 2 In flefh we part a while. 
 
 But ftill in fpirit join'd, 
 T' tnibrace the happy toil. 
 
 Thou haft to czz\\ afTign'd : 
 And while we do iny bl'-ued will. 
 We bear our heaven about us Hill. 
 
 3 O let us then go on 
 
 In all thy pleafant ways, 
 And arm'd with '- ■ lence, run 
 
 With ioy the -;; ;'-^^"^^^ '^c^ - 
 Keep us and ev'ry fecking foul. 
 Till all attain the heavenly goal. 
 
For Persons joined in Fellowship. 197 
 
 4 There we fhall meet again, 
 
 When all our toils are o'er, 
 And death, and grief, and pain. 
 
 And parting are no more. 
 We fhall with all our brethren rife. 
 And grafp thee la the flaming flcies. 
 
 5 O happy, happy day, 
 
 That calls thy exiles home ! 
 The heav*ns fhall pafs away : 
 
 The earth receive its doom : 
 Earth we fhall view and heav'n deftroyM, 
 And fhout above the fiery void, 
 
 6 Then let us wait the found 
 
 That fhall our fouls releafe. 
 And labour to be found 
 
 Of him in fpotlefs peace : 
 In perfeft holinefs renewM, 
 Adom'd with Chrill, and meet for God. 
 
 HYMN CCIII. C. M. 
 Waiting for the Spir'ii of Adoption. 
 
 1 ALL glory to the dying Lamb, 
 J~\ And never-ceaiing praife, 
 
 While angels live to know thy name, 
 Or men to feel thy grace. 
 
 2 With this cold ftony heart of mine, 
 
 "" Jefus, to thee I flee ! 
 And to thy grace my foul rcfign, 
 To be renewM by thee. 
 
lyS BIRT M-DAY 
 
 3 Give me to hide my blufhing fac<. 
 
 While thy dear crofs appears ; 
 DifFolve my heart in thankfulnefs. 
 And melt my eyes to tears. 
 
 4 O may the uncorrupted feed 
 
 Abide and reign within ; 
 And thy life-giving word forbid 
 Mf new-born foul to fin. 
 
 5 Father^ I wait before thy throne ; 
 
 Call me a child of thine ! 
 Send down the Spirit of thy Son 
 To form my heart divine. 
 
 6 There (lied thy promfs'd love abroad, 
 
 And make my comfort ftrong ; 
 Then fliail I fay, " My Father, God !" 
 With an unwav'ring tongue. 
 
 BIRTH-DAY. 
 
 H Y M N CCIV. Refurreaion. 
 
 1 /~^ O D of my life, to thee 
 V T My cheerful foul I raife ; 
 Thy goodnefs bade me be, 
 And fiilJ prolongs my dap ; 
 I fee my natal hour return, 
 And blefs the day tliat I was boirk 
 
BIRTH-DAY. 
 
 z A clod of living earth, 
 I glorify thy name. 
 From whom alone my birth. 
 And all my bieflings came ; 
 Creating and prefcrviiig grace; 
 Let all that Is within me praifl*. 
 
 3 Long as J. live beneath, 
 
 To thee, O let me live ; . 
 To thee my ev'ry breath 
 In thanks and praifes give ! 
 Whatever I have, whate'cr I am. 
 Shall magnify my Maker's name. 
 
 4 My foul and all its povv'rs. 
 
 Thine, wholly thine (hall bej 
 All, all my happy hours 
 
 I confecrate to thee : 
 Me to thine image now reftore. 
 And I fhall praife thee evermsoie. 
 
 5 I wait thy will to do. 
 
 As angels do in heaven ; 
 In Chrift a creature new. 
 
 Eternally forgiv'n ; 
 I wait thy perfect will to provt^. 
 All fanaifyM by fmlefs love. 
 
 6 Then when the work is done. 
 
 The work of faith with powV, 
 Receive thy fayonifd fon 
 
 In death's tnumphant hour : 
 Like Mofes to thyfeli convey. 
 And kifs my raptur'd (bid a\\^y. 
 
BIRTH-DAY 
 
 Y M N CCV. Bulhh. 
 
 W A Y with our fears, 
 jC\. The glad morning appears. 
 
 When an heir of falvation was born ! 
 From Jelicvah I came. 
 For his glory I am, 
 
 And to him I with finging retm'n. 
 
 Thee, Jefus, alone, 
 
 The fountain! own 
 Of my life and felicity here ; 
 
 And cheerfully fing 
 
 My Redeemer and King, 
 Till his figns in the heavens appeal*. 
 
 With thanks I rejoice 
 
 In thy fatherly choice, 
 Of my flate and condition below ; 
 
 If of parents I came 
 
 Who honourM thy -name, ' 
 'T\v?.3 thy Vvifdom j^ppointed it fo. 
 
 I fing of thy grace, 
 
 From my e?a-lieft days, 
 Ever near to allure and defend ; 
 
 Hitherto thou haft been 
 
 My preferver from fni, 
 And I truit thou wilt fave to the end. 
 
 O tlie infinite cares, - 
 
 And temptations, and fnarts, 
 Thy hand hath condii6?lfe me thrciigh 
 
 O the bleiling bedow'd 
 
 By a bountiful God, 
 And tiiei^meix'ies ctenially new ; 
 
BIRTH-DAY. 20 
 
 6 \Vhat a mercy is this, 
 What a heaven of bills, 
 
 How unfpeakably happy am I ! 
 
 Gathei-'d into the fold. 
 
 With thy people enrolPd, 
 With thy people to live ai)d to die ! 
 
 7 O the goodnefs of God, 
 In employing a clod 
 
 His tribute of glory to raife ! 
 
 His ftandard to bear, 
 
 And with triumph declare 
 H[i3 unfpeakable riches of grace ! 
 S O the fathomlefs love, 
 
 That has deign'd to approve 
 And profper the work of my hands ! 
 • With my paftoral crook 
 
 I went over the bi'ook. 
 And behold ! I am fpread into bands. 
 ^ Who, I afk, in amaze, 
 
 Has begotten me thefe ? 
 Aiid eivnuire from what quarter they came^? 
 
 My full heart it replies, 
 
 They are born from the fliies. 
 And gives glory to God and the Lamb, 
 so All honour and praife 
 
 To the Father of grace, 
 To the Spirit, and Son, I return : 
 
 The bufinefs purfue 
 
 He hath made me to do, 
 And rejoice that?I ever was born. 
 II In a rapture of joy 
 
 My life I employ, 
 The God of my life to proclaim : 
 
 •< 
 
202 EACKSLIDER. 
 
 'Tis worth living for this. 
 To aidniinifter blifs, 
 And falvaiion in Jtfus*s name. 
 
 1 2 My reninant of days 
 I fpend in his praife, 
 Who dy'd the whole world to redeem 5 
 Be they many or few. 
 My days are his due, 
 And they all are devoted to him ! 
 
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 BACKSLIDER. 
 H Y M N CCVI. £uM. 
 
 PART THE FIRST*. 
 
 ^ GW happy are they 
 Who the Saviour obey, 
 And hr.ve laid up their treafure above ! 
 Tongue cannot exprefs, 
 The fweet comfort and peace 
 .Of a foul in its earhefl love ! 
 
 That comfort \vz?^ mine, 
 
 When the favour divine 
 I nrCt found in the blood (.f the Lamb j 
 
 AVhen my heart it behev'd; 
 
 What a joy I receiv'd, 
 W!iat a heaven in Jefus*8 name ! 
 
 'Twas an lieaven below 
 
 Isly Saviour to know ; 
 Th? ange!s could do noth^l^ niore 
 
 Than fall at lu's fccij 
 
 And the. (lory repeat, 
 Awii UiC Lover of finnrv? a;!ore. 
 
BACKSLIDER* 2-: 
 
 Jefus all the day long 
 
 Was my joy and my long ; 
 O that nil his falvatlon might fee ! 
 
 He hath lov'd me, I cry'd, 
 
 He hath fuffer'd and dy'd, 
 To reclaim fiich a rebel as me. 
 
 On the wings of his love 
 
 1 was carried above 
 Ail fm, and temptation, and pain ; 
 
 I could not believe 
 
 That I ever /hould grieve, 
 That I ever fliould fufier again. 
 
 I rode on the flcy, 
 
 Freely juilify'd I, 
 Nor envy'd Elijah his feat : 
 
 My foul mounted higher 
 
 In a chariot of fire, 
 And the moon it was under my feet* 
 
 the rapturous height 
 Of that holy delight, 
 
 Which I felt in the life-giving blood ! 
 Of my Saviour poffefl:, 
 
 1 vs^as perfeclly bleft, 
 
 As if fill'd with the fulnefs of God. 
 
 HYMN CCVII. Bu'iltk 
 
 A 
 
 PAP.T THE SECOND. 
 
 H ! v/here am I now ? 
 Vv^hen vras it or how 
 
 That I fell from mv heaven of Pfrace ? 
 I am brought into thrall, 
 I am fiript of my All, 
 
 J .>;•! h-iniih'd from jcfns's face. 
 
!04 BACKSLIDER, 
 
 \ IlarJly yet do I know 
 
 How I let my Lord go. 
 So infenfibly ftarting afide,' 
 
 V\^hen the tempter carne in 
 
 With his own fubtle fm, 
 And infe6:ed my fpirit with pride. 
 
 5 But I felt it too fooD, 
 That my Saviour was gone, 
 
 Swiftly Y^ni filing out of my fight ; 
 
 My triumph and boad 
 
 On a fudden were loll. 
 And iny day it was turu'd into night. 
 L Only pride could dcllroy 
 
 That innocent joy. 
 And make my P^cdecmer depart : 
 
 But whate'er was the caufe, 
 
 1 lament the fid lofs, 
 For the veil is come over my heart, 
 ) Ah ! wretch tliat I am ! 
 
 I can only exclaim, 
 Liike a devil tormented within, 
 
 My Saviour is gone. 
 
 And has left me alone. 
 To the fury of Satan and fin. 
 
 6 Notliing r,ow can relieve, 
 Without comfort I grieve, 
 
 I have loil all my peace and my pow'r ; 
 NfV-accefs do I find 
 To the iriend of manlnjid : 
 
 I can 'all; for his mercy ^lo more. 
 
 7 Tongue cannot declare 
 The torment I bear, 
 
 (While no end of my troubles I fee) 
 
E/\ci:slidi:r. 
 
 Oiily Adam couI-J tell 
 On the clay that he fell. 
 And was turnM out of Eden like me. 
 
 8 . Driven out from my God, 
 
 I wander abroad, 
 Thro'' a defcrt of forrowr, I rcvc ; 
 
 And how gjreat ^'s my pain, 
 
 That I cannot regain 
 My Eden of Jefus' s love ! 
 
 9 I never fhall rife 
 
 To my firlt paradifc. 
 Or come m}^ Redeemer to f ee : 
 
 But I feel a faint hope^ 
 
 That at lall he will ftoop, 
 And his pity fliall bring him to me. 
 
 H Y M N CCVIII. Funeral 
 
 1 XJ^^'^^" ^^^'^^ ^ ^^^'^ finner in pain, 
 X. -1. Recover his forfeited peace ? 
 When bror.ght into bondage again, 
 
 Vv^iiat hope of a fecond rejcale ? 
 Will mercy itfelf be fo kind 
 
 To fpare fuch a rebti aR me ? 
 And O ! <|ti I poffibly find 
 
 Such plenteous redemption in thee ! 
 
 2 O J-:fus, of thee I require, 
 
 If dill thou art able to fave, 
 Tlie brand to pluck out of the fire, 
 
 And ranfom my foul from the g'rave, 
 The help of thy Spirit retlorc, 
 
 And fliew me. the life-giving blood, 
 And pardon a finner once more. 
 
 And bring me again unto God. 
 
206 BACKSLIDER. 
 
 3 O Jcfus, In pity draw near, 
 
 Come quickly to help a loft Lul, 
 To qoiT.fort a mourner appear, 
 
 And make a poor Lazarus whole : 
 The balm of thy mercy apply, 
 
 (Thou feeft the fore anguilh I feci) 
 Save, Lord, in- I periih, I die, 
 
 O fave or I fink into hell ! 
 
 .« I fink, if thci! longer delay 
 
 Thy pardoning mercy to f-iow ; 
 Come quickly, and kindly difplay 
 
 The pow'r of thy paffion below. 
 By all thou haft done for my fake, 
 
 One drop of thy blood I implore ; 
 Now, now let it touch me, and make 
 
 The finner a finner no more. 
 
 HYMN CCIX. i2th PJalm. 
 For the Morning, 
 
 1 "TTT THE RE is my God, my joy, my hope, 
 
 V V The dear defire of nations, where ? 
 jefus, to thee my foul looks ^ 
 
 To thee direfts her m.ornin^. prayer ; 
 And fp reads her arms of faith abroad, 
 T* embrace my hope, my joy, my God 1 
 
 2 Mine eyes prevent the morning- ray, 
 
 Looking, and longing for thy word j 
 Come, O my Jefus, come away, 
 
 And let my heart receive its Lord ; 
 Which pants and ilruggles to be free, 
 And breaks to be detain'd from thee. 
 
A PARUNT 3 PRAYER. 2O7 
 
 3 Appear in me, bright Morning-Star, 
 
 And fcatter all the (hades of night ! 
 I faw thee once, and cume from far, 
 
 But quickly loft thy tranfient light I 
 And now again .in davknefs pine. 
 Till thou throughout my nature fhlne. 
 
 4 In patient hope I now take heed 
 
 To the fure word cf promis'd grace, 
 Whole rays a feeble lulcre fhed, 
 
 Faint glimmering thro' the darkfome place j 
 Till thou thy glorious light Impart, 
 And rife the Day-Star in my heart. 
 
 5 Come, Lord, be mianifefted here. 
 
 And all the devil's v/orks deilroy ; 
 Now without Cn in me appear. 
 
 And lill with everlafting joy : 
 Tiiy beatiiic face difplay, 
 Thy prefence is the perfrd day, 
 
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 A PARENT'S PP.AYER. 
 HYMN CCX. C. M. 
 
 1 if"^ OD only wife, almighty, good, 
 ^.^J^ Send forth thy truth and light, 
 To point U3 out the narrow road, 
 
 And guide our ileps aright : 
 
 2 To ttecr our dang'rous courfe betwe-:!! 
 
 Tlic rocks on either liaiid : 
 And iix us in the goldeu m-.-au. 
 And bnng our charge to land. 
 S 2 
 
208 NATIVITY. 
 
 3 Made apt by thy fufficient grace 
 
 To te^ch as tauglit by thee, 
 We come to ti-ain in all thy ways, 
 Our rifmg progeny. 
 
 4 Their felfifh will in time fubdue, 
 
 AvA mortify their pride ; 
 And lend their youth a facred clew 
 To find the crucify'd ! 
 
 5 We would in ev'ry (lep look up, 
 
 By thy example taught, 
 T' alarm their fear, excite their hope_. 
 And reclify their thought. 
 
 6 \Ve would pCi-fuade their hearts t' obey, 
 
 With miiMtil zeal proceed ; 
 And never take the harfher wav. 
 When love will do the deed.' 
 
 " For this we afl^, in faith fincere, 
 . The wifdom from above, 
 To touch their hearts \vith filial fe:ir. 
 And pure, ingenuous love ! 
 
 To watch their will to fenfe inclin'd. 
 Withhold the hiurtful food ; 
 
 Ar.d gently bend their tender mind, 
 Auvl dr:uv their fouls to God. 
 
 ^>c^>>.^> 
 
 N A T I V I T Y. 
 HYMN CCXI. BulIiL 
 I ALL hail ! happy day, 
 
 X'X. When enrob'd in oar clay. 
 The R'.'J.;,emer appear'd upcu earth : 
 
NATIVITY. 2C9 
 
 How can we refrain 
 
 For to join the glad ftrain, 
 And to hail cur Immanuel's birth ? 
 
 How boundkfs that love, 
 
 Firfl begotten above, 
 And thro' Jcfus to rn>ners made known ! 
 
 Lift, lift up the voice, 
 
 And exulting rejoice, 
 For Jehovah to earth is come down, 
 
 Ye angels of God, 
 
 Sound his praifes abroad, 
 And acknowledge him JAH, the I'^.^M-k 
 
 We alfo will join ' '" ^" 
 
 In a hymn fo divine, 
 Giving glory to God and the Lamb. 
 
 To Chriii we will fing. 
 
 As our High-Prii.il and King, 
 And our Prophet to ter.ch us the road ; 
 
 But more than all this, 
 
 For ahriighty he is. 
 And we own him our crucify'd God. . 
 
 To Jefus's praiCe ' 
 
 Let us fpend all our days, 
 For 'tis he Vv'ho ouv furety hath k'ood : 
 
 He iojourned below, 
 
 That his mercy might 5ow, 
 And he purchaoM oar pardoa v.-*th blood, 
 
 O may the r.-"turii 
 
 Of this once blelfcd morr, 
 Be [or ovjr remci^bcr'd with joy ; 
 
 Sweet acccn;_3 of praiie 
 
 All our voices (hall raiie, 
 K'.uielujahs H^all be our eiv-pioy ■ 
 
210 KATIVITY, 
 
 7 Let echo prolong 
 The harmonious fong, 
 
 Hallelujahs again and again : 
 
 He kindles the lire, 
 
 Whom the nations defire, 
 And to him we devote the glad ftraiii. 
 
 8 Bleft Jefus, while we 
 Pay oar tribute to thee, 
 
 Let us worfhip, admire, and adore ; 
 Accept as thy crown, 
 What before was thy own, 
 
 Hallelujahs and praife evermore. 
 
 HYMN CCXn. Sallfhiiry. • 
 
 I T TARK! the herald-angels ling, 
 JlJL " Glory to the nevr-born King ; 
 ** Peace on earth, and mercy mild ; 
 ** Gud and finners reconciPd." 
 Joyful, all ye nations, rife. 
 Join the triumphs of the ikies. 
 With A' angelic hoft proclaim, 
 " Chrift is born in Bethlehem." 
 
 ^ Chrift, by higheft heav'n adored. 
 
 Chrift the everlailinpf L 
 
 L:!te in time behold him come, 
 011?pring of a virgin's womb : 
 Vcil'd in flefh, the Godhead fee. 
 Hail the incarnate Deity ! 
 Plcas'd as man wiili men t' appe;:r, 
 Jefus our Immanuel here. 
 
 H?n the heay*n-born Fn'r.ce of Fjjcc, 
 Hail the Sun cf rightwOufucfy ! 
 
NF 'vV-YEAR S DAY. 
 
 Light and lilc to all he biiiigs,> 
 Ris'n with uealing in his wings ; 
 Mild he lays his glory by, 
 Doi-n, that man no more may die : 
 Ejrn to raifb the ions of earth, 
 Born to give them fecond birth. 
 
 Come, defire of nations, come. 
 Fix in U3 thy humble home : 
 K'litij the woman's conquering fcecj 
 Bruife in ns the ferpent's head : 
 Adam's likenefs now efface, 
 Stam^p thine image in its place ; 
 Second Adam from above, 
 Reinilate us in thy love, 
 
 ■-— <€?^^^'^ 
 
 NEW-YEAR^s DAY, 
 
 HYMN CCXIII. Lenox. 
 
 THE Lord of earth and iky. 
 The God of ages praife, 
 Who i-eigns enthron'd on high, 
 
 Ancient of endlefs days ; 
 AVhp lengthens oat our trials here, 
 And fpares us yet another year. 
 
 Barren and withered trees. 
 
 We cumber'd long the ground, 
 No fruit of holinefs 
 
 On our dead fouls was found j 
 Yet doth he us in mercy fpare, 
 Another, and another year. 
 
1 I 2 N'E W - Y E A R ^ I) A T . 
 
 3 Wl^.cn juAicc bav'd lh"e fword 
 
 '^lo cut th<:> fig-trce down, 
 Ti-e pity of our Lord 
 
 CiT'd, let it 'ftiil aloae ! 
 The Father mild ir.dines his csr. 
 And fpares iis yet another year. 
 
 4 Jeu!, tii^r fptaking blood 
 
 From God obtained the (jra-cc, 
 \V]}o fhitrcfore hath befcow'd 
 
 On us a longer ipacc : 
 Tliou didil in our behalf appear. 
 And lo, we fee another year ! 
 
 5 Then d'g about our root. 
 
 Break up our fallovs^ ground, 
 And let our gracious fruit 
 
 To :hy crreat praife abound ; 
 O let' US all thy praife declare, 
 And fricit imto perfection bear. 
 
 HYMN CCXIV. CorniJh, 
 
 1 sT^"'- ING to the great Jehovah's praife ! 
 \Zj All praife to him' belong s ; 
 
 Who kincily lengthens cut our days,, 
 Demands our choiceft fon^r-s, 
 
 Vvhoft; providence ha£i|>rcught us throng 
 AriOfcher.various year : 
 
 Vv c ^:\ v^rith vr>\vs, a?id antliems new, 
 Before our God appear. 
 
 2 Fath.er, thy mercies pad we ovrn. 
 
 Thy fliil continu'd care ; 
 To tiiee prcfenting, thro' thy Son» 
 Whate'er vv'c have, or are ; 
 
GOOD-FRIDAY. 21} 
 
 Our iips and lives {hall gladly fcow 
 
 The wonders of thy love, 
 W!;ile on ia Jefu^s iteps we go 
 
 To leek thy face above. 
 
 3 Our relidue of days or hours. 
 
 Thine, wholly thine Ihiill be, 
 And all our confecrated pow'rs 
 
 A facriiice to Thee, 
 Till Jefus in. the clouds appear 
 
 To faints on earth, forgiven, 
 A'-id bring the grand fabbatic year, 
 
 The jubilee of heaven. 
 
 - — <'<^-5>> 
 
 GOOD FRIDAY. 
 
 H Y iM N CCXV. CM. 
 
 1 /«^ L A S 1 and did my Savi-)ur bleed : 
 _/~\. And did my" Sov'reign die ? 
 Wuuld he devote that iacred hi:cui 
 
 For fuch a worm as I i* 
 
 * 
 
 2 Wiis it for crimes that I have done. 
 
 He t;roan'd upon the tree ? 
 Amazing- pity ! gi-ace unknown I 
 And love beyond degree 1 
 
 3 Well might the fun in davknefj hide, 
 
 And fhut his glor'vs in ; 
 Whtn Chnlt the mi:^Tuyrn«!^er dy*d 
 For iiL^n the creature 'y hn ! 
 
!4 PRATER FOR FAITH. 
 
 Til us might I hide my blufliing face, 
 
 While his dear crofs appears : 
 Diftolve my heart in thankfulnefs, 
 
 And melt m.ine eyes to tears. 
 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 
 
 The debt ci love I ewe ; 
 Here, Lord, I give mytelf away * 
 
 'Tis ali thdt 1 can do* 
 
 ^•<€^'^^— - 
 
 H Y k N CCXVI. Ci M. 
 
 A Prayer for Faith. 
 
 ^THEPv, I ftretch my hands to thee, 
 No other help I know : 
 If thou withdraw thy felf from me, 
 
 Ah ! whither fhall 1 go ? 
 What did thy only Son endure, 
 
 Before I drew my breath ! 
 What pain, what labour to fecure 
 
 My foul from endlefs death ! 
 O Jefu, could I this believe, 
 
 I now fliould feel thy pow^- ; 
 Now my poor foul thou wouldft retrieve^ 
 
 Nor let me wait one hour. 
 Author of faith, to thee I lift 
 
 My wer^ry, longing eyes , 
 O let me now receive that gift ; 
 
 My foul without it die;'. 
 Surely thou canil not let me die ; 
 
 O ipcak, and I ili3>l live ! 
 And Ik'-.e I will r.tiwcaryVl lie ; 
 
 Tin tlKMi tt^- 8riv:; c^vi:. 
 
SINCERE PRAISE. 21^ 
 
 6 The worft of finners would rejoice. 
 Could they but fee thy face ; 
 O let me hear thy quick'ning voice, 
 And tafte thy pard'ning grace ! 
 
 HYMN CCXVII. S. M. 
 
 Sincere Pra'tfe. 
 
 1 A LMIGHTY Maker, God, 
 jLJL How glorious is thy name ! 
 Thy wonders how diffused abroad 
 
 Throughout creation's frame ! 
 
 2 In native white and red, 
 
 The rofe and lily ftand, 
 And free from pride their beauties fpread. 
 To fhow thy flcllful hand. 
 
 3 The lark mounts up the {kj 
 
 With unambitious fong, 
 And bears her Maker's praife on high*. 
 Upon her artlefs tongue. 
 
 4 Fain would I rife and fing 
 
 To my Creator too ; 
 Fain would my heart adore my King, 
 And give him praifes due. 
 
 ;- But pride, that bufy fin. 
 Spoils all that I perform ; 
 Cuis'd pride that creeps fecurely lb, 
 x'lnd fwells a haughty worm. 
 
 6 Thy jlories I abate, 
 
 Or praife thee with defign, 
 Part '^'" thy favours I forf;et. 
 Or cuii^k \h^ merit mine. 
 T 
 
SINCERE PRAISE. 
 
 7 Create my foul anew, 
 
 Elfe all my wovftilp's vain ; 
 T^his wretched heart will ne-er prove true 
 Till it be form'd again. 
 
 8 Defcend, celeftial iire, 
 
 And feize me from above ! 
 Wrap rr^e in flames of pure defirc, 
 A faa-il^ce of love. 
 
 9 Let joy and worfiiip fpend *, 
 
 The remnant of my days, 
 And to my God my foul afcend. 
 In fvveet perfumes of praife. 
 
 HYMN CCXVIII. Tallls, 
 
 1 '\7' E heavens rejoice in Jefii's's grace, 
 
 J[ Let earth make a noife and echo his 
 praife ; 
 Our all-lo\;ing Saviour hath pacify 'd God^ 
 And paid for his favour the price of his blood. 
 
 2 Ye mountains and vaks, in praifes abound, 
 Ye hills and ye dales, continue the found : 
 Break forth into finging, ye trees of the wood, 
 For Jcfus is bringing loll fuiuers to God. 
 
 3 Atonement he made for every one. 
 The debt he hath paid, the work he hath done. 
 Shout all the creation below and above, 
 Afcribiug falvation to Jefus's love. 
 
 4 H^s mercy hath brought falvation to all, 
 Who take it uuboueht he frees thefli from 
 
 thrall, 
 Tliroughout the believer his glory difplays. 
 And pcifcds for ever the veiTela of grace. 
 
INCONST.^NCY, fCC '2 1; 
 
 H Y M N CCXIX. L. M. 
 
 Inconflancy. 
 
 LORD Jefu, when, viben fLn]! i^ be, 
 That I no more (hnli br-ak with thee . 
 When will this war of paiTions ceaCe, 
 And my free foul enjoy thy peace? 
 
 2 Herjp I repent and fin again ; 
 Now I revive, and now am ilain ; 
 S^ain with the fame unhappy dart, 
 Which Oh ! too often wounds m.y heart. 
 
 3 O Saviour, when, when ftiall I be 
 A garden feal'd, to all but thee ? 
 No more expos'd, no more undone § 
 But live and grow to thee alone I 
 
 4 Guide thcu, O Lord, guide thou my courfej 
 And draw me on with thy fweet force ; 
 
 Si-ili make me walk, ftill make me tend. 
 By thee my way, to thee my en^d. 
 
 HYMN CCXX. S. M. 
 
 A Morning Hyrr.n^ 
 
 1 T ^ r E lift our hearts to thee, 
 
 y V O Day-llar from on high I 
 The fun itfelf isbut thy fliade, 
 Yet cheers both earth and fl^y. 
 
 2 O let thy orient beams 
 
 The night of fin difperfe. 
 
 The mills of error, and of vice. 
 
 Which fliade the univerfe ! 
 
2l3 EVENING HYMN. 
 
 3 How beauteous nature now I 
 
 How dark and fad before ! 
 With joy we view the plea£ng change, 
 And nature's God adore. 
 
 4 O may no gloomy crime 
 
 Pollute the rifing day, 
 Or Jefu's blood, like evening dew, 
 Wafh all the ftains away. 
 
 5 May we this life improve, 
 
 To mourn for errors paft, 
 And live this fhort revolving day, 
 As if it were our laft. 
 
 6 To God the Father, Son, 
 
 And Spirit one in three. 
 Be glory, as it was, is now,^ 
 And fhall for ever be. 
 
 HYMN CCXXI. C. M. 
 
 j4n Evening Hymn. 
 
 1 ALL praife to him who dwells in blifsj 
 XjL Who made both day and night ; 
 "VVhofe throne is darkncfs in the abyfs 
 
 Of uncreated light. 
 
 2 Each thought and deed his piercing eyes 
 
 With ftriftefl fearch furvey ; 
 The deepeft fhades no more difguife 
 Than the full blaze of day. 
 
 3 Whom thou doll guard, O King of kings, 
 
 No evil (hall moleft : 
 Under the fhadcw of thy wings 
 Shall they fecurely reft : 
 
SACRAMENTAL. Zfp 
 
 4 Thy angels ftiall around their bel!s 
 
 Their conftant ftations keep : • 
 Thy faith and truth fhall (hield their heads, 
 For thou doil never fleep. 
 
 5 May we with cahti and fweet repofe. 
 
 And heavenly thoughts refrefhM, 
 Our eye-lids with the morn's uncloie, 
 And blefs thee, "ever blefs'd. 
 
 — ^'^'^'^ — - 
 SACRAMENTAL. 
 HYMN CCXXII. WeJ/J,. 
 N that fad memorable night, 
 
 I 
 
 When Jefus was for us betray'd, 
 He left his death-rtrcording rite, 
 
 He took and bleis'd and brake the bread, 
 And gave his own their lail bequeft, 
 And thus his love's intent exprefs'd : 
 
 Take, eat, this is iry body given, 
 To purchafe life and peace for you, 
 
 Pardon and holinefs and heaven ; 
 I>o this, my dying love to (hew. 
 
 Accept your precious legacy, 
 
 And thus, nvf friends, remember inc. 
 
 He took into bis hands the cup, 
 To crown the facramental feaft, 
 
 x\nd full of kind concern lock'd up, 
 And gave what he to them had bled i 
 
 And drink ye all of this, he faid^ 
 
 In folemn mem'ry of the dead. 
 -T2 
 
220 SACRAMENTAL. 
 
 4 This is my blood which feals the newr 
 Eternal covenant of my grace, 
 My blood fo freely fhed for you, 
 
 For you and all the finful race : 
 My blood that fpeaks your fms forgiven, 
 Aitd juftifies your claim to heaven. 
 
 HYMN CCXXIII. S. M. 
 
 1 T E T all who truly bear 
 
 1. J The bleeding Saviour's name. 
 Their* faithful hearts with us prepare, 
 
 And "eat the Pafchal Lamb. 
 
 Q\\x pafTover was flain 
 
 At Salem's hallow 'd place, 
 Yet we who in our tents remain, 
 
 Shall gain his' largelt grace, 
 
 2 This euchariftic feaft 
 Our every want fupplies, 
 
 And ftill we by his death are bleft. 
 
 And fliare his facrifice : 
 
 By faith his flefh we eat 
 
 Who here his paflion (how, 
 And God out of his holy feat 
 
 Shall all his gifts beftow. 
 
 3 Who thus our faith employ 
 His fufferings to record, 
 
 Ev'n now we mournfully enjoy 
 
 Communion with our Lord | 
 
 As though we ev'ry one 
 
 Beneath his crofs had flood, 
 _*.iid feen him heave and heard him groan. 
 
 And felt his gufhing blood. 
 
SACRAMENTAL. «2I 
 
 O God ! 'tis finifli'd now ! 
 
 The mortal pang is pail ! 
 By faith his head we fee him bow. 
 
 And hear him breathe his laft ! 
 
 We too with him are dead, 
 
 And fhall with him arife. 
 The crofs on which he bows his head, 
 
 Shall lift us to the feies. 
 
 HYMN CCXXIV. Hamilton's. 
 
 ■R 
 
 D 
 
 O C K of Ifrael, cleft for mc, 
 For us, for all mankind. 
 See, thy feebleft followers fee. 
 
 Who call thy death to mind : 
 Sion is the very land ; 
 
 Us beneath thy fliade receive, 
 Grant us in the cleft to ftand. 
 And by thy dying live. 
 
 In this howling wildernefs^ 
 
 On Calvary's fteep top. 
 Made a curfe, our fouls to blefs. 
 
 Thou once waft lifted up ; 
 Striken there by Mofes' rod. 
 
 Wounded by a deadly blow, 
 Guihing ftreams of life o'erflow'd 
 
 The thirfty world below. 
 
 Rivers of falvation ftill 
 
 Along the defcrt roll, 
 Rivers to refrefh and heal 
 
 The fainting, fmking foul ; 
 
22^ SACRAMENTAL. 
 
 Still the fountain of thy blood 
 
 Stands for finners opcn'd wide, 
 Now, e'en now, my Lord, and God^ 
 
 I wafh me in thy fide. 
 
 4 Now, e'en ndtv we all plunge in,' 
 
 And drink the purple wave ; 
 This is the antedote of fm, 
 
 'Tis this our fouls fhall fave : 
 With the life of Jefus fed, 
 
 Lo ! from ftretrgth to ftrength we iife, 
 Follow'd by our Rock, and led 
 
 To meet him' ifi.thfe Ikies. 
 
 HYMN CCXXV. L. M. 
 
 .1 A UTHOR ofourfalvatlon, thee 
 
 ^ jL With lowly thankful hearts we praife, 
 Author of this great myftery, . . 
 Figure and means of faving gi*ace. 
 
 2 Tlie facred true effedlual fign, 
 
 Thy body and thy blood it fhows, 
 The glorious inilrument divine 
 
 Thy mercy and thy ftrength beftows. 
 
 3 We fee the bloied that feals our peace, 
 
 Thy purjd'ning mercy we receive : 
 Tlie bread doth vifibly exprefs 
 
 The ftrength through which our fpirits live. 
 
 4 Our fpirits drink a frcfti fupply. 
 
 And eat the bread fo freely givep. 
 Till borne on eagle's wings we fly, 
 
 And banqtiet with our Lord in heavwi. 
 
SACRAMENTiiL. 22 
 
 HYMN CCXXVI. C. M. 
 
 I ^^ THOU, who this myfterious biTad 
 V_^ DIdft in Emmaus break, 
 Return herewith our fouls to feed. 
 And to thy followers fpeak. 
 
 a Unfeal the volume of thy grace. 
 Apply the gofpel-word, 
 Open our eyes to fee thy face, 
 Our hearts to know thee, Lord. 
 
 3 Of thee we commune ftill, and mourn 
 
 Till thou the veil remove, 
 Talk with us, and our hearts fliall burn, 
 With flames of fervent love. 
 
 4 Enkindle now the heavenly zeal, 
 
 And make thy mercy known. 
 And give our pardon M fouls to feel 
 That God and love are one. 
 
 HYMN CCXXVn. CM. 
 
 1 T ESUS, at whofe fupreme command 
 J We thus approach to God, 
 Before us in thy vellure ftand. 
 
 Thy vefture dipt in blood. 
 
 2 Obedient to thy gracious word. 
 
 We break the hallow'd bread. 
 Commemorate our dying Lord, 
 And trufl: on thee to foed. 
 
 3 Now, Saviour, now thyfelf reveal. 
 
 And make thy nature known. 
 Affix the facramental feal, 
 And ftamp us for thine own. 
 
224 SACKAMENTAL. 
 
 /, The toker>e of thy dying love 
 O let us all receive. 
 And feel the quJck'ning fpirit move, 
 And fenfibly believe. 
 
 5 The cup of bleffing bleft by thee, 
 
 Let it thy blood impart ; 
 The bread thy tnyftic body be, 
 And cheer each languid heart. 
 
 6 The grace which fure falvation brings, 
 
 Let us herewith receive ; 
 Satiate the hungry^ with good things, 
 The hidden manna give. 
 
 HYMN CCXXVIIL Plymouih* 
 
 1 XTT H O is this that comes from far, 
 
 V V Clad in garments dipt in blood ? 
 Strong triumphant traveller, 
 Is he man, or is he God ? 
 
 2 " I that fpcak in righteoiifnefs, 
 
 *' Son of God and man I am, 
 '• Mighty to redeem your race : 
 *' Jefus is your Saviour's name." 
 
 •^ Wherefore a^e thy garments red^ 
 Dy'd as in a crimfon fea ? 
 They that in a wine-vat tread, 
 Are not llain'd fo much as thee. 
 
 4 '« I the Father's fav'rite Son, 
 
 " Have the dreadful wine-prefs trod, 
 *' Borne the vengeful wrath alone, 
 « All the fierceil wrath of God." 
 
SACRAMENTAL. 
 
 HYMN CCXXIX. PlymoutL 
 
 1 T E S U, dear redeeming Lord, 
 J Magnify thy dying word, 
 In thine ordinance appear, 
 
 Come and meet thy followers here. 
 
 2 In the rite thou haft enjoin'd, 
 X.et us now our Saviour find ; 
 Drink thy blood for fmners fhed, 
 Tafte thee in the broken bread. 
 
 3 Thou our faithful hearts prepare, 
 Thou thy pard'ning gi-ace declare 5 
 Thou that haft for fmners dy'd, 
 Shew thyfelf the crucify 'd ! 
 
 -V All the power of fm remove, 
 Fill us with thy perfect love, 
 Stamp us with the ftamp divine, 
 Seal our fouls for ever thine. 
 
 HYMN CCXXX. S. M. 
 
 1 T E S U, we thus obey 
 
 J Thy laft and kindeft word. 
 Here in thine own appointed way. 
 We come to meet our Lord, 
 
 2 The way thou haft enjoin'd. 
 
 Thou wilt therein appear : 
 We come with confidence to find 
 Thy fpecial prefence here. 
 
 3 Whate'er th* Almighty can 
 
 To pardon'd fmners give, 
 The fuincls of our God made man 
 We here with Chrift receive. 
 
225 Exhorting and Beseeching, l^t\ 
 
 EXHORTING and BESEECHING to 
 RETURN TO GOD. 
 
 HYMN CCXXXI. Tallis, 
 
 1 /^ ALL that pafs by, to Jefus draw near, 
 V^ He utters a cry, ye fmners, give ear! 
 From hell to retrieve you he fpreads out his 
 
 hands : 
 Now, now to receive you, he gracioufly ftands. 
 
 2 If any man thirft, and happy would be, 
 The vileft and word may come unto me ; 
 May drink of my fpirit (excepted is none) 
 Lay claim to my merit, and take for his own. 
 
 3 Whoever receives the life-giving word. 
 In Jefus believes, his God and his Lord, 
 In him a pure river of life ihall arife, 
 Shall in the believer fpring up to the lliies. 
 
 4 My God, and my Lord ! thy ca^^ I obey ; 
 My foul on thy word of promi.^ I flay : 
 Thy kind invitation I gladly embrace, 
 Athirft for falvation, falv^tion by grace, 
 
 5 O haften the hour ! fend down from above 
 The fpirit of power, of healthy and of love ; 
 Of filial fear, of knowledge and grace ; 
 
 Of wifdom, of prayer, of joy, and of praifc : 
 
Exhorting and Beseeching, ^c. 227 
 
 6 The fpirit cf faith, of faith in thy blood, 
 Which faves us from wrath, and brings us to 
 
 God; 
 Removes the huge mountain of indweUIng fm, 
 And opens a fountain that wafhes us clean. 
 
 HYMN CCXXXII. Tallh. 
 
 1 nr^HY faithfulnefs, Lord, each momentAve 
 
 1 find, 
 
 . So true to thy word, fo loving and kind ! 
 Thy mercy fo tender to all the loft race. 
 The fouleft offender may turn and find grace. 
 
 2 The mercy I feel, to others I fhew : 
 I fet to my feal that Jefus is true : 
 
 Ye all may find favour, who come at his call; 
 O come to my Saviour : his grace is for all. 
 
 .3 To fave what was loft from heaven he came; 
 Come, finncrs, and truft in Jefus's name ! 
 He offers you pardon, he bids you be free ! 
 If fm be your burden, O come unto me ! 
 
 4 O let me commend my Saviour to you. 
 The publican's friend, and advocate too : 
 For you he is pleading his merits and death, 
 With God interceding for finners beneath. 
 
 5 Then let us fubmit his grace to receive, 
 
 ■ Fall down at his feet, and gladly believe ; 
 \ Wc all are forgiven for Jefus's fake : 
 I Our title to heaven his merit we make. 
 U 
 
228 PLEASANTNESS OF RELIGION. 
 
 Dejcrihhig the Pkafantnefs of Religion. 
 HYMN CCXXXIII. rriumj>L 
 
 1 TJ E JO ICE evermore with angels above, 
 _f/^ In Jefus's pow'r, in Jeuis^s love : 
 With glad exultation your triumph proclaim, 
 Afcribing falvation to God and the Lamb ! 
 
 2 Tliou, I^ord, our relief in trouhle haft been : 
 Hall fav*d us fron:i grief, haft fav'd us from fm : 
 The power of thy Spirit hath fct our hearts fise. 
 And new vi^e iuherit all fulneis in thee, 
 
 3 All fuhvjfs of peace, all fulncfs of joy. 
 And l^.iritual blifs that never ihall cloy, 
 To us it is gi\en h\ Jefus to know 
 
 A kingdom of licavcn, a heaven belovv. 
 
 ^ No longer we join, -while Tinners invite, 
 N'br envy the fvvine their brntifli delight ; 
 Their joy is all fadnefs, their mirth is all vain 
 Their laughter is madnefs, their pleafure is pain 
 
 5 O might they at laft with fcrrow return. 
 The pleafures to tafte for which they were born 
 Our Jefus receiving, our iKippineia prove. 
 The joy of believing, the lieaven of love, 
 
 H Y M N CCXXXIV. D^Jicatio^u 
 
 E xA. R Y foul^ that wander wide 
 Fit)m the central point of blifs^ 
 Turn to Jefus crucify'd, 
 
 Fly to thofe dear wounds of h;«: 
 Sink htu the purple flo<?d ; 
 Kii^ ii-to the hfc uf Gcd : 
 
DESCRIBING JUDGMENT. 229 
 
 2 Find in Chrifl the way of peace, 
 
 Peace iinfpeakuble, unknown ; 
 Dy Ms pain he gives you cafe, 
 
 Life by his expiring gronn ; 
 Rife exalted by his fall. 
 Find in Chrift: your all in all. 
 
 3 O believe the record true, 
 
 God to you his fen hath given 1 
 Ye may now be happy too : 
 
 Find on earth the life of hetiven ; 
 Live the life of heaven above, 
 7\11 the life of glorious love. 
 
 4 This the univerfal blifs, 
 
 Blifs for every foul defign'd : 
 God's original promife this, 
 
 God's great gift to all mankind : 
 Bleft in Chrift this moment be 1 
 Blell to all eternity ! 
 
 HYMN CCXXXY. Kingf'wood. 
 Defcrihlng of jfudgmeni, 
 
 1 Q T A N D th' omnipotent dc^cree f 
 O Jehovali's will be done ! 
 Nature's end we wait to fee. 
 
 And hear her final groan : 
 Let this earth diffolve and blend 
 
 In death the wicked and the juff , 
 Let thofe pond'rous orbs defcend, 
 
 And grind us into duil. 
 
 2 Refts fecure the righteous man : 
 
 At his Rcdeemtr's beck. 
 Sure to emerge and rife again, 
 And mourx above the wreck. 
 
230 DESCRIBING HEAVEN. 
 
 Lo ! the heavenly fpirit towers, 
 
 Like flames o'er nature's fim'ral pyre, 
 
 Triumphs in immortal powers,, 
 And claps his wings of fire ! 
 
 3 Nothing hath the juit to lofe 
 
 By worlds on woilds deftroy'd. 
 For beneath his feet he views 
 
 With fmiles the flra-ning void ; 
 Sees this univerfe renewed, 
 
 The grand millenial year begun ; 
 Shouts with all the fons of God 
 
 Around th' eternal throne ! 
 
 4 Retting in this glorious hope 
 
 To be at laft reftor'd, 
 Yield we now our bodies up 
 
 To earthquake, plague, or fword, 
 Lift'ning for the call divine, 
 
 The lateft trumpet of the feven ; 
 Soon our foul and duft fhall join, 
 
 And both fly up to heaven. 
 
 ■I 
 
 HYMN CCXXXVI. Funeral 
 Defcr'thing of Heaven, 
 
 LONG to behold him array'd 
 With glory and light from above, 
 The King in his beauty difpluy'd. 
 
 His beauty of holieft love : 
 I languifh and figh to be there, 
 
 Where Jefus hath firi'd his abode ; 
 O when fhall we meet in the air, 
 
 And fly to the mountain of God ! 
 With him I on Sion fliall ftand 
 
 (For Jeius huth fpoken the word) 
 
PRAYING FOR A BLiiSlUNGl. ly. 
 
 The breadth Ox^ Imni^iiuers land 
 
 Survey by the light of my Lord : 
 But when on thy bofom reclin'd 
 
 Thy face I am ftrengthened to fee, 
 My fulnefs of rapture I find, 
 
 My hea%'en of heavens in thee. 
 3 How happy the people that dwell 
 
 Secure In the city above ! 
 No pain the inhabitants feel, 
 
 No fickuefs nor fon-ow fliall prove ; 
 Phyiician of fouls, unto me 
 
 Forgivenefs and holinefs give ; 
 And then from the body fet free. 
 
 And then to the city receive. 
 
 HYMN CCXXXVn. Bexlc;^.' 
 
 Pray mg for a BleJJlng. 
 
 1 ^"T^ HO U fon of God, vvhofe fiamlng eyes 
 
 _S^ Our inmoft thoughts perceive, 
 iVccept the evening-facrince. 
 Which now to thee we give. 
 
 2 We bow before thy gracious throne, 
 
 And think ourfelves fmcere : 
 But fhew us, Lord, is every one 
 Thy real worfhipper ? 
 
 3 Is here a foul that knowo thee not, 
 
 Nor feels his want o.-" thee ? 
 A flraager to the blood which bouglit 
 His pardon on the tree ? 
 ^ Convince him now of unbelief, 
 K:3 defperate ilate explain : 
 And £11 his heart with (acred i^^-ief^ 
 And penitential pain. 
 U 2 
 
232 PRAYING FOR A BLESSING. 
 
 5 Speak with that voice which wakes the dead., 
 
 And bid the deeper rife, 
 And bid his guilty confcience dread 
 The death that never dies. 
 
 6 Extort the cry. What mufl be done 
 
 To fave a wretch Hke me ? 
 How fhall a trembling fmner fhun 
 That endlefs mifery ? 
 
 7 I muft this inftant now begin 
 
 Out of my fleep to wake ; 
 And turn to God, and ev'ry fm 
 Continually forfakc. 
 
 8 I muft for faith inceflant cry. 
 
 And wreftle, Lord, with thee ! 
 I muft. be born again or die 
 To all eternity ! 
 
 HYMN CCXXXVIII. Jldrlch. 
 
 1 1^ OME, O thou all-viaorious Lord, " 
 V-y Thy pow'r to us make known : 
 Strike with the hammer of thy word. 
 
 And break thefe hearts of ilone. 
 
 2 O that we all might now begin 
 
 Our foolilhnefs to mouni ! 
 And turn at once from ev'ry lin. 
 And to the Saviour turn. 
 
 3 Give us ourfelves and the? to know 
 
 In this our gracious (^rrc 1, 
 
 Repentance unto life bcftow. 
 
 And take our fins away. 
 
 4 Conclude us firit in r.nbclief. 
 
 And freely then rclc-:afj ; 
 
DESCRIBING FORMAL RELIGION. 233 
 
 Fill every foul with facred grief, 
 And then with facred peace. 
 
 5 Impoverifh, Lord, and then relieve, 
 
 And then enrich the poor ; 
 The knowledge of our (icknefs give. 
 The knowledge of our cure. 
 
 6 That bleffed fenfe of guilt impart. 
 
 And then remove the load ; 
 Trouble and wa(h the troubled heart 
 In the atoning blood. 
 
 7 Our defperate ftate through fin declare, , 
 
 And fpeak our fins forgiven ; 
 Bv perfeft holinefs prepare. 
 And take us up to heaven. 
 
 HYMN CCXXXIX. Wem^t. 
 
 Defcnbtng Formal Religion. 
 
 ONG have I feem'd to ferve thee, Lord, 
 
 i A 
 
 AVIth unavailing pain ; 
 Fafted, and pray'd, and read thy v/ord. 
 And heard it preach'd in vain. 
 
 2 Oft did I with th' affembly join, 
 
 And near thy altar drew, 
 
 A form of godlinefs was mine, 
 
 The pow'r I never knew. 
 
 3 I refted in the outward lavy, 
 
 Nor knew its deep defign ; 
 The lengflt and breadth I never fiiw, 
 And height of love divine. 
 
 4 To pleafe thee thus, at length I fee, 
 
 Vainly I hopM and ftrove : 
 For 'vV:Kir are outward things to trice. 
 Uiiic;.. :';-y fpr'!!-:: (•:':^':^ love? 
 
234 P(^*' Mourners convinced of Sik. 
 
 5 I fee the perfcA law requires 
 
 Truth in the Inward parts ; 
 Our full confent, our whole defires. 
 Our undivided hearts. 
 
 6 But I of means have made my boaft, 
 
 Of means an idol made : 
 The fpirit in the letter loft, 
 The fubflance in the fliade* 
 
 7 Where am I now, or what my hope ? 
 
 What can my weaknefs do ? 
 
 Jefus, to thee my foul looks up : 
 
 'Tis thou muil make it new. 
 
 HYMN CCXL. Bexhy. ^ 
 
 For Mourners conv'mced of Sin. 
 
 1 ^~^ O D is in this and ev*ry place ; 
 \jj But O how dark and void 
 To me ! 'tis one great wildernefs, 
 This earth, without my God. 
 
 ^ Empty of him who all things fills,. 
 Till he his light impart ; 
 Till he his glorious felf reveals, 
 The veil is on my heart. 
 
 3 O thou v/ho fceft and knoweft my gvief, 
 
 Thyfelf unfecn, unknown, 
 Pity my helplefs unbelief. 
 And take a?.-ay the ftone. 
 
 4 Regard me with a gracious eye, 
 
 The long-fought blefiing give : 
 And bid me at tht point to die, 
 Behold thy face and live. 
 
For Mourners hrottght to //j^ Birth. 235 
 
 5 A darker foul did never yet 
 
 Thy promis'd help implore : 
 O that I now my Lord might meet, 
 And never lofe liim more ! 
 
 6 Now, Jelus, now the Fathei's love 
 
 Shed ir^. my heart abroad ; 
 The middle wall of firs remove, ifk 
 And let me into God. 
 
 HYMN CCXLI. Fetter-Lari^. 
 For Mourners brought to the Birth. 
 
 1 np HOU hidden God, for whom I groan, 
 
 X Till thou thyfelf declare ; 
 God inaccefEble, unknown. 
 Regard a fmner's prayer : 
 
 2 A fmner weltering in his blood, 
 
 UnpurgM and unforgiv'n ; 
 
 Far diftant from the living God, 
 
 As far as hell from heaven. 
 
 3 An unregen'rate child of man, 
 
 To thee for faith I call : 
 Pity thy fall'n creature's pain. 
 And raife^ me from my fall ! 
 
 4 The darknefs which through thee I feel. 
 
 Thou only canil remove ; 
 Thy own eternal pow'r reveal> 
 The Deity of Love ! 
 
 5 Thou haft in unbelief fliut up, 
 
 That grace may let me go ; 
 In hope believing againll hope, 
 I wait the truth to know. 
 
 6 Thou wilt in me reveal thy name. 
 
 Thou wilt thy light afford : 
 
2^6 CONVINCED OF BACKSLIDING. 
 
 Bound and opprefs'd, yet thine I am, 
 The prifoner of the Lord. 
 
 7 I would not to thy foe fubmit ; 
 
 I hate the tyrant's chain ; 
 Send forth thy prifoner from the pit, 
 Nor let me ciy in vain. 
 
 8 Shew me the blood that bought my peace, 
 
 The cov'nant blood apply, 
 And all my griefs at once fhall ceafe, 
 And all my fms fhall die. 
 
 9 Now, Lord, if thou art pow'r, defcend ; 
 
 The mountain fm remove ; 
 My unbelief and troubles end, 
 If thou art truth and love ! 
 
 10 Speak Jefu, fpeak into my heart, 
 
 What thou for me hail done ; 
 One grain of living faith impart, 
 And God is all my own. 
 
 H Y M N CCXLIL Pudfey. 
 Convinced of Bachjllding* 
 
 1 nr^ HOU man of griefs, remember me^L 
 
 1,. Who never canfl thyfelf torgec^ 
 Thy lafl myilerious agony, 
 
 Thy fainting pangs, and blocd j iweat I 
 
 2 When wrellling in the Itrength of prayer,. 
 
 Thy fpirit funk beneath its locid. 
 Thy feeble flefh abhorred to berr 
 The wrath of an Almighty God. 
 
 3 Father, if I may call thee fo. 
 
 Regard my fearful heart's defire, 
 
MOURNERS TIECOVEREU. 237 
 
 Remove this load of guilty woe. 
 
 Nor lee me in my fins expire ! 
 I tremble, left the wrath divhie, 
 
 Which bruifes now my wretched foul, 
 Should bruife this wretched foul of mine 
 
 Long as eternal ages roll. 
 To thee my laft diftrefs I bring ! 
 
 The heightened fear of death I find ; 
 The tyrant, brandiftiing his fting. 
 
 Appears, and hell is clofe behind. 
 I deprecate that death alone, 
 
 That endlefs banifliment from thee : 
 
 fave and give me to thy Son, 
 
 Who trembled, wept, and bled for me. 
 
 HYMN CCXLIII. Dedication. 
 
 For Mourners Recovered, 
 
 E S U, Shepherd of the (heep. 
 Pity ray unfettl'd foul ; 
 Guide, arid nomifli me and keep. 
 
 Till thy love fhall make me whdle : 
 Give me, perfeft foundnefs give, 
 Make me lleadfaftly believe. 
 
 1 am never at one ilay ; 
 Changing ev'ry hour I am : 
 
 But thou art as yeiierday, 
 
 Now and evermore the fame ; 
 Conftancy to me impart, 
 'Stablifii with thy grace my heart. 
 3 Lay thy weighty crofs on me, 
 
 All my unbelief controul : 
 Till the rebel ceafe to be, 
 
 Keep l,iin dov;n within my foul: 
 
-3^ 
 
 That lie never more may move. 
 Root and ground me fail in love. 
 
 4 Give me faith to hold me up, 
 
 Walking over life's rough fea ; 
 
 Holy, purifying hope 
 
 Still my foul's fare anchor be ; 
 
 That I may be always thine, 
 
 Pcrfeft me in love divine. 
 
 HYMN CCXLIV. Hamilton^, 
 
 1 f^\ FT I in my heart have faid, 
 \J Who (liali afcend on high. 
 Mount to Chrift my glorioi.s head. 
 
 And bring him from the llcy ? 
 Borne on contemplation's wing. 
 
 Surely I fhall find him there. 
 Where the angels praife their king, 
 
 And gain the morning-ftar. 
 
 2 Oft I in my heart have faid, 
 
 Who to the deep {hall Hoop, 
 Sink with Chrift among the dead 
 
 From thence to bring him up ? 
 Could I but my heart prepare 
 
 By unfeign'd humility, 
 Chrift would quickly enter there, 
 
 And ever dwell with me. 
 
 2 But the righteoufnefs of Faith 
 
 Hath taught me better things : 
 
 '-^ Invvard tiTr;-- tbine eves" (it last!?, 
 
 While C^^rift tomtit ^^r-n-.} 
 
Believers Fighting — Praying. 239 
 
 " Chrift is ready to impart 
 
 " Life to all, for life who figh ; 
 " In thy mouth, and in thy heart 
 " The word is ever nigh." ^ 
 
 HYMN CCXI.V. Ohey, 
 Far Belie-ucTs Fighting, 
 
 OMay thy powevfu' word 
 Infpire a feeble worm, 
 To rufh into thy kingdom^ Lord, 
 
 And take it as by florm ! 
 O may we all improve 
 
 The grace already given, 
 To/feize the crown of perfeft love, 
 And fcale the mount of heav'n ! 
 HYMN CCXLVL Sh^JieU, 
 For Believers Praying. 
 
 1 /"^ Wond'rous power of faithful prayer ! 
 V^ What tongue can tell th' almighty grace' 
 God's hands or bound or open are. 
 
 As Mofes or Elijah prays ; 
 Let Mofes in the Spirit groan, 
 And God cries out, " L-et me alone ! 
 
 2 " Let me alone, that all my wrath 
 
 *' May rife, the wicked to co.i-ume ! 
 ** While Juftice hears thy praying faith, 
 
 ** It cannot feal the fmncr's doom j 
 " My Son is in my fervant's pray*r, 
 " And Jefus forces me to fpare." 
 
 3 O blefled word of gofpel-grace. 
 
 Which now we for cur Ifrael plead ! 
 A faithlefs and backfjiding lace. 
 
 Whom thou haft ©ut of Egy^t freed ; 
 X 
 
240 BELIEVERS WATCHING. 
 
 O do not then in wrath chaillfe, 
 Nor let thy whole difpleafure rife I 
 
 4 Father ! we allc in Jefu's name, 
 
 In Jefu's pow'r and fpirit pray, 
 Divert thy vengeful thunder's aim • 
 
 O turn thy threat' ning wrath away ! 
 Our guilt and punifhment remove. 
 And magnify thy pard'ning love ! 
 
 5 Father ! regard thy pleading Son, 
 
 Accept his all-availing prayer, 
 And fend a peaceful anfvver down 
 
 In honour of our Spokefman there, 
 Whofe blood proclaims our fins forgiven, 
 And fpeaks thy rebels up to heaven. 
 
 HYMN CCXLVII. IJl'ington. 
 For Believers Watching, 
 
 1 TJIERCE, fill me with an humble fear ; 
 JL My utter helpleffnefs reveal ; 
 
 Satan and fin are always near. 
 Thee may I always nearer feel. 
 
 2 O ! that to thee my conftant mind 
 
 Might with an even flame afpire ; 
 Pride in its earlieft motions findj 
 And mark the rifings of defiit. 
 
 3 O \ that my tender foul might fly 
 
 The firfl: abhorr'd approach of. ill ; 
 Quick as the apple of an eye 
 
 The flighteft touch of fin to feel ! 
 
 4 Till thou anew my foul create, 
 
 Still may I ftrivc, and watch, and pray, 
 Humbly and confidently wait. 
 And long to fee the perfe(Pc day. 
 
BELIEVERS WORKING. 24 I 
 
 HYMN CCXLVIII. 23 J Pfalm. 
 
 For Beliei)ers IVorking. 
 
 1 "TXT HEN quiet in my houfe I fit, 
 
 V V Thy book be my companion ft ill ; 
 My joy, thy fayings to repeat, 
 
 Talk o'er the records of thy will ; 
 And fearch the oracles divine, 
 Till ev'ry heart-felt word be mine. 
 
 2 O may the gracious words divine 
 
 Subjecl of all my converfe be ; 
 So will the Lord his follower join, 
 
 And walk and talk himfelf with me : 
 So (hall my heart his prefence prove, 
 And burn with everlafling love. 
 
 3 Oft ^s I lay me down to reft, 
 
 O may the reconciling word 
 Sweetly compofe my weary breaft, 
 
 While on the bofom of my Lord 
 I link in blifsful dreams away. 
 And vifions of eternal day ! 
 
 4 Rifing to fing my Saviour's praife, 
 
 Thee may I publifti all day long. 
 And let thy^ precious word of grace 
 
 Flow from my heart and fill my tongue ; 
 Fill all my life with pureft.love, ^ 
 And join me to thy churck above. 
 
 Ji Y M N CCXLIX. Marienhourn. 
 
 For BeUcvers Suffering. . 
 
 I "Ji yr ASTER, I own thy lawful claim, 
 jLVA Thine, wholly thine, I long to be : 
 Thou feeft at laft I willing am, 
 
 Where'er thou go'ft to follow tKee ; 
 
2.:}2 BELIEVEUS SUFFERING. 
 
 Myfclf in all things to deny : 
 Thine, wholly thine, to live and die. 
 
 2 Whate'er my finful flefh requires, 
 
 For thee I cheerfully forego ; 
 My covetous and vain defires, 
 
 My hopes of happinefs below ; 
 My fenfes' and rr:y pafficns' -"ood, 
 And ail my thiril for creatir/e good. 
 
 3 Fleafiire, and wealth, and praife no more 
 
 Shall lead my' captive foul aftray ; 
 My fond purfuils I all give o*er, 
 
 Thee only thee refolv'd t' obey j 
 My own in all things to refign, 
 And know no other will but thine. 
 
 4 All pow'r is thine in earth and heaven j 
 
 All fulnefs dwells in thee alone ; 
 Whate'er I have was freely giv'n ; 
 
 Nothing but fin I call my own : 
 Other propriety difclaim : 
 Thou only art the great I AM. 
 
 5 Wherefore to thee I all refign ; 
 
 Being thou art, and Love, and Pow'r j 
 ;Thy only will be done, no.t mine ! 
 
 Thee, Lord, let earth and heav*n adore 1 
 Flow back the rivers to the fea, 
 And let our all be loft thee ! 
 
 HYMN CCL. Kiiigsnvood. 
 
 1 r^ AST on the fidelity 
 \^ Of my redeeming Lord, 
 I fhall his falvation fee 
 According to his word ; 
 
BELIEV.ERS SITFFERING. 243 
 
 Credence to his word I give. 
 
 My Saviour in diftreires pall 
 Will not now his fci-vant leave, 
 
 But bring me through at laft. 
 Better than my boding fears 
 
 To me thou oft hall prov'd ; 
 Oft obferv'd my filent tears, 
 
 And challengM thy belov'd ; 
 Mercy to my refcue flew, 
 
 And death ungrafp'd his fainting prey ; 
 Pain before thy face withdrew. 
 
 And forrow fled away. 
 Now as yefl:erday the fame. 
 
 In all my troubles nigh, 
 Jefus, on thy word and name 
 
 I fl;eadfaftly rely : 
 Sure as now the grief I feel, 
 
 The promis'd joy I ioon (hall have ; 
 Sav'd again, to flnners tell 
 
 Thy power and will to fave. 
 To thy bleffed will refign'd. 
 
 And fl;ayM on that alone, 
 I thy perfe6l ftrength (hall find. 
 
 Thy faithful mercies own ; 
 Compafs'd round with fongs of praife. 
 
 My all to my Redeemer give ; 
 Spread thy miracles of grace, 
 
 And for thy glory live. 
 HYMN CCLL milmg, 
 'Thou Lamb of God, thou Frince 6f Peace, 
 ■*- For thee my thirfty foul doth pine ! 
 My longing heart implores thy grace : 
 
 O make m.c in thy likenefs fliiiie I 
 
244 BELIEVERS SUFFERING. 
 
 2 With fraiidlefs, even, humble mind, 
 
 Thy will in all things may I fee ! 
 In love be ev'ry wifh relign'd, 
 
 And hallow'd my whole heart to thee. 
 
 3 When pain o*er my weak flefh prevails, 
 
 With lamb-like patience arm my breafl ; 
 When grief my \^,i>nnded foul aflails, 
 In lowly meeknefs may I reft. 
 
 4 Clofe by thy fide ftill may I keep, 
 
 Howe'er life's various currents flow ; 
 With lleadfaft eye mark ev'ry ftep, • 
 And follow thee where'er thou go. 
 
 5 Thou, Lord, the dreadful fight haft won ; 
 
 Alone thou haft the wine-prefs trod ; 
 In me thy ftrength'ning grace be fhown, 
 O may I conquer through thy blood ? 
 
 6 So when on Sion thou (halt ftand, 
 
 And all heaven's hofts adore their Kings 
 Shall I be found at thy right hand, 
 And free from paii) thy glories, fmg. 
 
 HYMN CCLII. Jthlone, 
 
 1 TESU, the weary wand'rers' reft, 
 J Give me thy eafy yoke to bear ; 
 With fteadfaft patience arm my breaft, 
 
 With fpotlcfs love, and lowly fear. 
 
 2 Thankful I take the cup from thee. 
 
 Prepar'd and mingled by thy {!■ 
 
 Though bitter to the tafte it be, 
 
 Powerful the wounded foul to heal. 
 Be tliou, O Rock of Ages, nigh 
 
 b fii'.ill t?ich ni'.'.rrr.uring thought be gene ! 
 
BELIEVERS GROANING, ScC 2.\ 
 
 And grief, and fear, and care fliall fly- 
 As clouds before the mid-day fun. 
 
 Speak to my warring paflions, " Peace ;'* 
 Say to my troubled heart, " Be lllil :'* 
 
 Thy power my flrength and fortrefs is, 
 For all things ferve thy fovVeign will. 
 
 O death ! where is thy ftiug ? wliere now 
 Thy boailed vitlory, O grave ? 
 
 Who (hall contend with God ^ or who 
 Can hurt whom God delights to fave ? 
 
 H Y M N CCLIII. Jl/jione. 
 For Believers groaning for full Kedemptlov... 
 
 OGOD moft merciful and true, 
 Thy nature to my foul impoat ; 
 ,'Stablifh with me the co. 'nimt nevv, 
 
 And write perfection on my heaiS. 
 To real holinefs reitor'd, 
 
 let me gain my Saviour's "^x^t. : 
 And in the knowledge of ny Lo .^ 
 
 Fulnefs of life eternal iind. 
 Remember, "Lord, my fms no more, 
 
 That them I may no more :' rget ; 
 But funk in guiltlefs fname, adore 
 
 With fpeechlefs wonder at thy fest. 
 O'crwhelm'd with thy ftupcudous grace, 
 
 1 ihall not in thy prefence m.ovc : 
 But breathe unutterable praife. 
 
 And rapturous awe, and filent love. 
 Then ev'ry murmuring thought, and vaiiij 
 
 Expires, in fweet confufjon loit : 
 I cannot of my crofs complain, 
 
 I ciinnot cf my godr.cfs boail. 
 
^^ Believers brought to /^^Birt^. 
 
 6 Pardon'd for all that I have done. 
 My mouth as in the duft I hide. 
 And glory give to God alone. 
 My Ood, for ever pacify'd ! 
 
 HYMN CCLIV. Invitation. 
 For Believers brought to the Birth, 
 
 1 /^ GOD, to vphom In flefh reveal'd 
 \J The helplefs all for fuccour came ; 
 The fick to be relieved and heaPd, 
 
 And found falvation in thy name. 
 
 2 With publicans and harlots I, 
 
 In thefe thy Spirit's gofpel-days, 
 
 To thee the finner's friend draw nigh, 
 
 And humbly fue for faving grace. 
 
 3 Thou feeft me helplefs and diftrefs'd, 
 
 Feeble, and faint, and bhnd, and poor ; 
 Weary I come to thee for reft. 
 And fick of fin, implore a cure. 
 
 4 My Sin's incurable difeafe, 
 
 Thou, Jefus, thou alone canft heal : 
 Infpire me with thy povv'r and peace. 
 And pardon on my confcience feal. 
 
 5 A touch, a word, a look from thee. 
 
 Can turn my heart and make It clean. 
 Purge the foul, inbred leprofy, 
 And fave me from, mybofom-fin. 
 
 6 Lord,, if thou wilt, I do believe. 
 
 Thou canll the faving grace impart j 
 Thou canft this inftant now forgive. 
 And ftamp thine image 6n my heart. 
 
 7 My heart, which now to thee I ralfe, 
 
 X knew thou canfi thfs moment cl^Ehif^r , 
 
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 The dcepeft llains of fm efface, 
 And drive the evil fpirit hence. 
 S Be it according to thy v/ord ! 
 
 Accomplilh now thy work in me; 
 And let my foul, to health rellor'd, 
 Devote its little all to thee 1 
 
 HYMN CCLV. JVellins. 
 
 1 TESU, thy far-extended fame 
 
 J My drooping. foul exults to hear: 
 llhy name, thy all-refloring name, 
 Is mufic ia a finner's ear. 
 
 2 Sinners of old thou didft receive 
 
 With comfortable wards and kind : 
 
 Their forrows cheer, their wants relieve., 
 
 Heal the difeasM and cure the blind, 
 
 3 And ai-t thou not the Saviour ftill. 
 
 In ev'ry place and age the fame ? 
 Hall thou forgot thy gracious fldll. 
 Or left the virtue of thy name ? 
 
 ^ Faith in thy changelefs name 1 have ; 
 The good, the kind phyfician, thou 
 Art able now our fouls to fave^ 
 Art willing to reftore them now. 
 
 5 Though fevcRteen hundred years are paft 
 
 Since thou didft in the i^efh appear, 
 Thy tender mercies ever lail, 
 
 And flill thy healing pow'r is here. 
 
 6 Wouldfl: thou the body's health reftore, 
 
 i^nd net regard the fm-fick foul? 
 The fin-fick foul thou lov'ft much more, 
 And furely thou flialt make it whoko 
 
248" /^r /^^ Society Prating. 
 
 7 All my difeafe, my ev'ry fin," 
 
 To thee, O Jefus, I confefs: 
 
 In pardon, Lord, my cure begin. 
 
 And perfe^l me in hollnefs. 
 
 8 That token of thy utmoft good. 
 
 Now, Saviour, ^;jovv on me beitow ; 
 And purge my confcience with thy blood. 
 And wafh my nature white as fnow, 
 
 HYMN CCLVL Muficlan'i 
 
 For the Society Praying. 
 
 J "C* XCEPT the Lord condua the plan, 
 l/^j The fceft-concerted fchemes are vain, 
 
 And never can fucceed ; 
 We fpend our wretched ftrength for nought j 
 ^ut if our works in thee are wrought| 
 They fiiall be bleft indeed. 
 
 2 Lord, if thou didil thyfelf infpire 
 Our fouls with this intenfe defire, 
 
 Thy goodnefs to proclaim ; 
 Thy glory if we now intend, 
 C itt our deed begin and end 
 
 Complete in Jefu*s name ! 
 
 3 In Jefu's name behold we meet, 
 Far from an evil world retreat, 
 
 And all its frantic ways ; 
 One only thing refolv*d to know. 
 And fquare our ufeful lives below 
 
 By reafon and by grace. 
 
 4 Not in the tombs we pine to dwell, 
 Not in the dark monaftic cell, 
 
 By vows and grates confinM : 
 
PASTORAL HYMNc 349 
 
 Freely to all ourfqlves we give, 
 Conftraln'd by }ih's love to live . 
 The fervants of mankind. 
 
 5 Now, Jefu, now thy love impart. 
 To govern each devoted heart, 
 
 And fit us for thy will ! 
 Deep founded in the truth of grace, 
 Build up thy rifing churc)^ and place 
 
 The city on the hill. 
 
 6 O let our love and faith abound ! 
 O let our lives to all around 
 
 With pureft luftre fhine ! 
 That all around our works may fee, 
 And give the glory, Lord, to thee. 
 
 The heavenly light divine ! 
 
 H Y I^ N CCLVII. rVcrceJef. 
 A Paftoral Hymn. 
 
 1 T TOW beauteous are their feet 
 XJl Who ftand on Zion's hill. 
 That bring falvation on their tongue^ 
 
 And words of peace reveal 1 
 
 2 How charming is their voice. 
 
 So fweet the tidings are 1 
 " Zion, behold thy Saviour King ; 
 " He reigns and triumphs here.'* 
 
 3 Hov/ happy are our ears. 
 
 That hear this joyful found, 
 Which kings and prophets waited foe, 
 And fouo-ht but never found 1 
 
2 1^6 PASTORAL irlYMi^. 
 
 4 How blcffcd are our eyes 
 
 That fefe this heavenly* light ; 
 Fiophets and kings defir'd it loiig^ 
 But dy'd without the fight. 
 
 5 The watchmen join their voice, 
 
 And tuneful notes employ ; 
 Jerufalem breaks forth in fongs. 
 And deferts learn the joy. 
 
 6 The Lord makes bare his arm 
 
 Through all the earth abroad ; 
 Let ev'ry nation now behold 
 Their Saviour and their Gx)d. 
 
 HYMN CCLVIIL m. PauV 
 
 ■L 
 
 OVERS of pleafure ihore than God, 
 For you he fnfFer'd pain ; 
 Swearers, for you he fpilt his blood ; 
 And fhall he bleed in vain ? 
 
 2 Mifers, his life for you he paid, 
 
 Your bafeft crimes he bore ; 
 Drni'kards, your fins on him were laid, 
 That you might fin no more. 
 
 3 The God of love, to earth he came, 
 
 Tliat you might come to heaven ; 
 Believe, believe in Jefu^s name. 
 Ami all your fin's forgiven. 
 
iJELIEVERS \VATCHIMCJ. 1^1 
 
 i|» Believe In him that died for thee ; 
 And fure as he hath died, 
 Thy debt is paid, thy foul is fr^e, 
 And thou art juftiiied; 
 
 HYMN CGLIX. IlanJePs MarcL 
 
 1 TJ ARK! how the watchmen cry : 
 Xx Attend the trumpet's found ; 
 Stand to your arms ! the foe is liigh ! 
 
 The powers of hell furround ; 
 XVho bow to Chrill's command, 
 
 Your arms and hearts prepare ; 
 The day of battle is at hand 1 
 
 Go forth to glorious war I 
 
 2 See on the mountain-top 
 
 The llandard of our God ! 
 In Jefu's name I lift it up. 
 
 All ftain'd with hallow'd-blood^ 
 His llandard bearer I 
 
 To all the nations ealV: 
 Let all to Jefu s crofs draw nigh \ 
 
 He bore the crofs for all. 
 i 
 
 3 Go up with Chrlil your Head, 
 
 Your Captain's footiieps fee : 
 Follow your Captain and be led 
 
 To certain viilor)'-* 
 All power to him is given : 
 
 He ever reigns tftc fame-: 
 Salvation, happlnefs, and heaven, 
 
 Arc all in Jefu's name. 
 
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252 Believers brought -to the Birth. 
 
 4 Only have faith in God : 
 
 In faith your foes afTail : 
 Not wreftling againft flefh and blood, 
 
 But all the powers of hell : 
 From thrones of glory driven. 
 
 By flaming vengeance hurPd, 
 They throng the air and darken heaven. 
 
 And rul^ the lower world. 
 
 H Y M m CCLX. Carfs, 
 
 1 WJ, ATCH^D by the wrorld's malignant 
 
 Who load us with reproach and fhame : 
 As fei-vants of the Lord mod high, 
 
 As zealous for his glorious name. 
 We ought in all his paths to move 
 With holy fear and humble love. 
 
 2 That wifdom, Lord, on us beftow, 
 
 From every evi} to depart, 
 To flop the moutR of every foe : 
 
 While, upright both in life and heart, 
 The proof of godly fear we give, 
 And ihew them how the Chriflians live. 
 
 HYMN CCLXL Muficmnh. 
 For Believers Irou^hi to the Birth, 
 
 01 
 
 Glprious hope of perfect love ! 
 lifts me up to things above ; 
 It bears on eagles* wings ; 
 
Believers brought to the Birth. 253 
 
 It gives my ravlfh'd foul to tafte, 
 And makes me for fome moments feail: 
 With Jefu*s priefts and kings. 
 
 The things eternal I purfue, 
 A happinefs beyond the view ■ 
 
 Of thofe that bafely pant, 
 For thing* by nature felt and feen ; 
 Their honours, wealth, and pleafures mfan, 
 
 I neither have nor want. , 
 
 3 Nothing on earth I call my own t 
 A ftranger to the world unknown^ 
 
 I all thtir goods defpife ; 
 I trample on their whole delight. 
 And feek a country out of fight, 
 
 A country in the fides. 
 
 4 There is my houfe and portion fair. 
 My treafure and my heart is there, 
 
 And my abiding home ; . 
 
 For me my elder brethren ftay, 
 And angels beckon me away, 
 
 And Jefus bids me come ! 
 
 5 I come, thy fei*vant, Lord, replies, 
 I come to meet thee in the llcies, 
 
 And claim my heavenly reft ; 
 Now let the pilgrim's journey end, 
 Now, O my Saviour, Brother, Friend, 
 
 Receive me to thy breaft '. 
 
554 Believers brought to the Birth* 
 H Y M N CCLXIL Dedication. 
 
 I ~\1%T ^^^ "o*^ now, my God, my God ! 
 VV Ready if thou always art. 
 Make In rpe tliy mean abode, 
 
 Take pouellioji of my heart : 
 If thou cantl fo greatly hoW, 
 Friend of firmers, why not now ? 
 
 Z God of love in this piy day 
 
 Fur thyfclf to thee I cry j 
 Dying, if thou ftill delay 
 
 Mull I not for ever die ? 
 Enter noiv thy pooreft home : 
 Now, my utinoft Saviour, cOirie. 
 
 HYMN CCLXIII. Hamilton^. 
 
 I "XT O W, even now, I yield, I yield^ 
 JlSI With all my fins to part ; 
 Jefus, fpeak my pardon feal'd, 
 
 And purify my heart ! 
 Purge the love pf fi?i away, 
 
 Then I into nothing fall:' 
 Then 1 fee the pj^rfect day ; 
 
 And Chrilt is all in all. 
 
 3 Jefu, now our hearts infpire 
 
 With that pure love of thine ; 
 Kindle now the heavenly fire 
 
 To triii^hten and refine : 
 Purify our faith like gold : 
 
 All the drofs of fin remove ; 
 ^elt our fpirits down, and moulji 
 
 into thy perfed love. 
 
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 HYMN CCLXIV. An-elSong. 
 For Believers Interceditig. 
 
 PART THE FIRST. 
 
 1 TJ^ ATHER, If juftly ftill we claim 
 
 r To us and ours the promife made, 
 To us be gracioufly the fame. 
 
 And crown with living fire our head, 
 
 2 Our claim admit, and from above 
 
 Of holinefs the fplrit fhower , 
 Of wife difcernment, humble love, 
 And zeal, and unity, and pov^rer. 
 
 3 The fpirit of convincing fpeech. 
 
 Of power demon ilrative impart : 
 Such as may every confcience reach, 
 And found the unbelieving heart.;., 
 
 4 The fpirit of refining fire. 
 
 Searching the in moll of the mind, 
 To purge all fierce and foul defire, _^ 
 And kindle life more pure and kind ; 
 
 5 The fpirit of faith in this thy day, 
 
 To break the pow^r of cancell'd fin, 
 
 Tread down its ftrength, o*erturn its fway, 
 
 And ftill the conqueft more than win. 
 
 6 The fpirit breathe of inward life, 
 
 Which in our hearts thy laws may write : 
 Then grief expires, and pain, and ftrife : 
 'Tis nature all, and all delight, 
 Y 2 
 
2^6 SOCIETY PRAYING. 
 
 H ,Y M N CCLXV. Jngel-S:mg, 
 
 PiiRT THE SECOND. 
 
 N all the earth thy Spirit (hower, 
 The earth in righteoufnefs renew : 
 Thy kirJgdom come, and hell's o'erpower. 
 And to thy fceptre all fubdue. 
 
 2 Like mighty winds or torrents fierce. 
 
 Let it oppofers all overturn ; 
 And every law of fin reverfe, 
 
 That faith and Iqve may make all one. 
 
 3 Yea, let thy Spirit in every place 
 
 Its richeft energy declare : , 
 
 While lovely tempers, fruits of grace, 
 The-kingdpm of thy Chrift prepare. 
 
 4 Grant this, O holy God, and true ; 
 
 The ancient feers thou didft infpire ! 
 To lis perform the promife due, 
 
 Defcend and crown us now with fire \ 
 
 HYMN CCLXVL Jldrich. 
 
 For the Scctety Prayings 
 
 I f^ O M E, thou omnifcient Son of man^j 
 V^y Difplay thy fifting pow'r. 
 Come with thy Avinnowing Spirit's fan, 
 And throng-lily p>:-ge thy floor. 
 
SOCIETY PARTING, 257 
 
 2^ The chaff qf fin, the accurfed thing. 
 Far from our fouls be driven : 
 The wheat into thy garner bring, 
 And lay us up for heaven. 
 
 .3 Look through us with thy eyes of flame. 
 The clouds and darknefs chafe : 
 And telj me what by fin I am, 
 And what I am by grace. 
 
 4 Whate'er offends thy glorious eyes, 
 
 Far from our hearts remove ; 
 As dull before the whirlwind flies, 
 Difperfe it by thy love. 
 
 5 Then let us all thy fulnefs know. 
 
 From every fin fet free ; 
 5av'd, to the utmoft fav'd below. 
 And perfeAly like thee. 
 
 HYMN CCLXVII. Fetter-Lane. 
 
 For the Society Parting, 
 
 1 /^ O D of all confolation, tak^ 
 VJT The glory of thy grace ! 
 Thy gifis cu thee we render back 
 
 In ceafelefs fongs of praife. 
 
 2 Thro* thee we now together came 
 
 In finglenefs of heart : 
 We met, O Jefus, in thy ncme, 
 And :n thy name w? part. 
 
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258 SOCIETY PARTING. 
 
 3 Wc pavt in body, not in mind : 
 
 Our minds continue one ; 
 And each to each in Jefus join'd, 
 We hand in hand go on. 
 
 4 Subfifts as in us all one foul ; 
 
 No power can make us twain ; 
 And mountains rife- and oceans roll, 
 To fever us, in vain. 
 
 5 Prefent we ftill in fpirit are. 
 
 And intimately nigh, 
 While on the wings of faith and prayev 
 We each to other fly. 
 
 6 Tn Jefus Chriil together we 
 
 In heavenly places fit : 
 Cloath'd with the fun, we fmile to fee 
 The moon beneath our feet. 
 
 7 Our life is hid with Chrift in God ; 
 
 Our life fliall foon appear, 
 And fhed his glory all abroad 
 On all his members here. 
 
 8 The heavenly treafure now we have 
 
 In a vile houfe of clay ; 
 But he fhall to the utmoil fave. 
 And keep it to that day. 
 
 9 Our fouls are in his mighty hand, 
 
 iVnd he {ha]\ keep them dill ; 
 And vou and I fhnll furely Hand 
 With him on S.ion's hill ! 
 
SOCIETY PARTING. 259 
 
 10 Him «ye to eye we there fhall fee ; 
 
 Our face like his fhall fhine ; 
 O what a p;lorious company, 
 When faints and angels join ! 
 
 11 O what a joyful meeting there ! 
 
 In robes of white array'd. 
 Palms in our hands we all (hall bear, 
 i^nd crowns upon our head, 
 
 i 2 Then let us lawfully contend, 
 
 And fight our pafTage through : 
 Bear in our faithful tninds the end, 
 And keep the prize in view. 
 
 13 Then let us haften to thi day, 
 
 When all fhall be brought home ! 
 Come, O Redeemer, come away ! 
 O Jefus, quickly come ! 
 
 HYMN CCLXVni. Lamp\. 
 
 1 A N D let our bodies part, 
 x\: To different climes repair ; 
 Infeparably join'd in heart 
 
 The friends of Jefus are ! 
 
 2 Jefus the corrxer-ilone 
 
 Did firft our hearts unite ! 
 And ftill he keeps our fpirits one. 
 Who walk with him in white. 
 
 3 O let us ftill proceed 
 
 In Jefu's work below i 
 
2(5o SOCIETY PARTING. 
 
 And following our triumphant Head, 
 To farther conquefts go. 
 
 4 The vineyard of the Lord 
 
 before his labourers lies ; 
 And lo ! v/j fee the vaft reward 
 Which v/aits us in the flcles ! 
 
 5 O let our heait and mind 
 
 Continually afcend, 
 That haven of repofe to find. 
 Where all our labours end ! 
 
 6 Where all our toils are o'er. 
 
 Our fufFering and our pain 1 
 Who meet on that eternal (here 
 Shall never part again. 
 
 7 O happy, happy place, 
 
 Where faints and angels meet ; 
 There we fhall fee each other's face, 
 And all our brethren greet. 
 
 8 The church of the firft-born. 
 
 We fhall with them be bleft. 
 And, crownM with endlefs joy, return 
 To our eternal reft. 
 
 9 With joy we fnall behold. 
 
 In yonder bleft abode. 
 The patriarchs and prophets old, 
 And all the faints of God. 
 
 10 Abraham and Ifaac there. 
 
 And Jacob fliall receive 
 The followers of their faith and prayer, 
 Who now in bodies live. 
 
CONSOLATION. 2(5l 
 
 i I We fiiall our time beneath 
 
 liive out in cheerful hope, 
 And fearlefs pafs the vale of death. 
 And gain the mountain-top. 
 12 To gather home his own, 
 
 God fhall his angels fend. 
 And bid our blifs on earth begun. 
 In deathlefs triumphs end. 
 
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 CONSOLATION. 
 
 HYMN CCL:5CIX. L. M. 
 
 1 y^OMFORT, ye minifters c^ grace, 
 \^ Comfort the people of your Lord, 
 
 'O lift ye up the fallen race, 
 
 And cheer them by the gofpel-wDrd. 
 
 2 Go, into every nation go, 
 
 Speak to their trembling h,earts, and ay^ 
 Glad tidings unta all we fhov/ ; 
 Jerufalem, thy God is nigh. 
 
 3 Hark ! in the wildernefs a ciy^ 
 
 A voice that loudly calls. Prepare : 
 Prepare your hearts, for God is nigh. 
 And means to make his entrance there I 
 
 4 Tlie Lord your God Ihall quickly come j 
 
 Sinners, repent, the call obey : 
 
 Open your hearts to make him room. 
 
 Ye defert fouls, prepare his way. 
 
 5 The Lord fliall clear his way thro* all : 
 
 Whate'er obftruils, obftru6ls in vain ; 
 The vale fliall rife, the mountain fall. 
 Crooked be itraight, and rugged plain. 
 
262 CONSOLATIOr^. 
 
 6 The glory of the Lord difplayM, 
 Together all mankind fhall view : 
 And what his mouth in truth hath faicJ, 
 His owQ almighty hand (hall do. 
 
 HYMN CCLXX. L. M. 
 
 1 T T I G H on his everlafting throne 
 
 X JL The King of faints his works furveys, 
 Marks the dear fouls he calls his own, 
 , And fmiles on the peculiar race. 
 
 2 He reds v/ell pleas* d their toils to fee, 
 
 Beneath his eafy yoke they move, 
 With all ttieir heart and ftrength agree 
 In the fweet labour of his love. 
 
 3 See where the fervants of their Godj 
 
 A bufy multitude appear, 
 For Jefus day and night employ'd, 
 His heritage they toil to clear. 
 
 4 The love of Chrift their hearts conftrains, 
 
 And llrengthens their unwearied hands, 
 They fpend their fweat, and blood, and pains, 
 To cultivate Inimanuel's lands. 
 
 5 Jefus their toil delighted fees. 
 
 Their induftry vouchfafes to crown, 
 He kindly gives the wifli'd increafe. 
 And fends the promis'd bleffing down : 
 
 6 Tlie fap of life, the Spirit's powers, 
 
 He rains inceffant from above, 
 He all his gracious fulncfs (hovi-ers, 
 To perfed their gre-;it work of love. 
 
L. 4 MENTATION. 26^ 
 
 7 O multiply thy fower's feed. 
 
 And fruit we every hour fhall bear, 
 Throughout the world thy gofpel fpready 
 Thine everlafling tmth declare ; 
 
 8 We all in perfect love renew'd 
 
 Shall know the greatnefs of thy pow'r, 
 Stand in the temple of our God 
 As pillars, and go out no more. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXI. C. M. 
 
 I f^\ T H A T I was as heretofore, 
 V^' When warm in my firil love ! 
 I. only liv'd my God t' adore, 
 
 And feek the things above. 
 
 -2 Upon my head his candle flione, 
 And lavilh of his grace, 
 With cords of love he drew me on. 
 And half unveiPd his face. 
 
 3 Butter and honey did I eat, 
 
 And lifted up on high, 
 I faw the clouds beneath m.y feet, 
 And rode upon the flcy. 
 
 4 Far, far above all earthly things 
 
 Triumphantly I rode ; 
 I foar'd to heav*n on eagles* wings, 
 And found and talk'd with God. 
 
 5 Where am I now, from vrhat an heighl: 
 
 Of happinefs cai'l down ! 
 The glo'.y fwallow'd up in night, 
 Arid faded is the crown. 
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264 PETITION. 
 
 6 O God, thou art my home, my reft, 
 For which I figh in pain. 
 How fliall I 'fcape into thy breaft. 
 My Eden now regain ? 
 
 HYMN CCLXXII. 
 
 1 Q AVI OUR from fin, I wait to prove 
 k3 That Jtfus is thy healing name, 
 
 To lofe, when perfedied in love, 
 
 Whate'cr I have, or can, or am ; 
 I ftay me on thy faithful word, 
 Tke il^vant fhall be as his Lord. 
 
 2 An!wcr that gracious end in mt. 
 
 For which thy precious life was given, 
 Redeem from aU iniquity, 
 
 Reftore and make mc meet for heaven ; 
 UnlciS thou purge my every ftain. 
 Thy fcffering and my faith are vain, 
 
 3 'Tis not a bare rcleafe from fm, 
 
 Its guilt and pain, my foul requires, 
 I want a fpirit of power within ; 
 
 Thee, Jefus, thee my heart defires. 
 And pant^, and breaks to be renew'd, 
 And wafh'd in thine all-cleanfing blood. 
 
 4 Didil thou not die that 1 might live 
 
 No longer to myfelf, but thee ? 
 Mig^ht, body, foul, and fpirit give 
 
 To him who gave himfelf for me ? 
 Come then, my Ma.^cr, and my God, 
 Take the dear purchafe of thy blood. 
 
 5 Thine own peculiar fervant claim. 
 
 For thine own truth ar.d mercy's fake, 
 HaDow in me thy glorious n:;me, 
 
 M..- lor thli.^ ivfVi :h's irxnient take^ 
 
PETITION. 2^5 
 
 And change and throughly purify ; 
 Thine only may I live and die. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXIII. C. M. 
 
 Morning Hymn, 
 
 1 dT^ I V E R and Guardian of my fleepj 
 VJ To praife thy name I wake, 
 Still, Lord, thy helplefs fervant keep, 
 
 For thine own mercy's fake. 
 
 2 The blefiing of another day 
 
 I thankfully receive ; 
 O may I only thee ohey, 
 And to thy gloiy live. 
 
 3 Vouchfafe to keep my foul from fin. 
 
 Its cruel power fufpend, 
 Till all this ftrife and war within 
 In perfeA peace ihall end, 
 ^ Upon me lay thy mighty hand, 
 
 My words and thoughts reftrain. 
 Bow my whole foul to thy command, 
 Nor let my faith be vain. 
 5 Prifoner of hope, I wait the hour 
 Which fhall falvation bring. 
 When all I am fiiall ovv'n thy power. 
 And call my Jefus, King. 
 
 HYMN CCLXiCIV. L. M. 
 
 1 A WAKE, Jerufalem, awake, 
 x\- No longer in thy fins lie down^ 
 The garment of falvation take, 
 
 Thy beauty and thy ftrength put on. 
 
 2 Sliake off the dull that blinds thy fight, 
 
 And hides the prcs?ife from thine eyes, 
 
265 PETITION. 
 
 Arlfe and flruggle into light, 
 
 Thy great Deliverer calls, Arife ! 
 
 3 Shake off the bands of fad defpair, 
 
 Sion aiTert thy liberty, 
 Look up, thy broken heart prepare, 
 /And God fiiall fet the captive free. 
 
 4 VefTds of mercy, fons of grace, 
 
 Be purg'd from every finfiil ftain, 
 Be like your Lord : his word embrace. 
 Not bear his hallov^M name in vain. 
 
 5 The Lord fliall in your front appear. 
 
 And lead the pompous triumph on ; 
 His glory (hall bring up the rear, 
 And perfett what his- grace begun. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXV. 
 
 1 f^ OME, O thou traveller unknown, 
 V^ Whom flill I own but cannot fee, 
 My company before is gone, 
 
 And I am left alone with thee, 
 With thee all night I mean to ftay, 
 And wreftle till the break of day. 
 
 2 In vain*thou {l»"uggleft to get free, 
 
 I never will unloofe my hold : 
 Art thou the man who dy'd for me ? 
 
 The fecret of thy love unfold ; 
 Wreilling I will not let thee go. 
 Till I thy name, thy nature know. 
 
 3 What tlio* my flirinking fieHi complain^ 
 
 And murmur to contend io long, 
 1 rife fuperiof to my pain, 
 . When I am vv'eak| then I am ftrong. 
 
W A T C H I H C . 2 
 
 An4 v/jien my all of flrength fhall fail, 
 I (hall with the God-man prevail. 
 Yield to me now, — for I am weak, 
 
 But confident in felf-defpair ; 
 Speak to my heart, in bleffings fpeak. 
 
 Be conquer'd by my inflant prayer ; 
 Speak, or thou never hence (halt move. 
 And tell me if thy name be love. 
 'Tis love, 'tis love ! Thou dy'dll for me, 
 
 I hear thy whifper in my heart, 
 The morning breaks, the fhadows flee, 
 
 Pure, univerfal love thou art; 
 To me, to all thy bowels move, 
 Thy nature and thy name is love. 
 I know thee, Saviour, who thou art, 
 
 Jefus the feeble fmner's friend ; 
 Nor wilt thou with the night depart, 
 
 But ftay and love me to the end ; 
 Thy mercies never fball remove. 
 Thy nature and thy name is love. 
 HYMN CCLXXVI. 
 
 OF T have we pafs'd the guilty night 
 In revcllings and fi-antic mirth, 
 The creature was our iole delight, 
 
 Our happinefs the things of earth ; 
 But O, fniSce the feafon pail, 
 We choofe the better part at laft. 
 ' We will not clofe our wakeful eyes, 
 We will not let our eye-lids deep. 
 But humWy lift them to the Pdes, 
 
 And all a folenm vigil keep ; 
 So many nights on fin beftow*d. 
 Can we not. watch one hoar for God? 
 Z a - 
 
263 PETITION. 
 
 3 We can, dear Jefus, for thy fake, 
 
 Devote our every hour to thee ; 
 Speak but the word, our fouls iliall wake. 
 
 And fing with cheerful melody ; 
 Thy praife (hall our glad taugues employ. 
 And every heart (hall dance for joy. 
 
 4 Dear objeft of our faith and love. 
 
 We liilen for thy welcome voice. 
 Our perfons and our works approve, 
 
 And bid us in thy ftrength rejoice, 
 Now kt us hear the mighty cry. 
 And fiiout to find the bridegroom nigh. 
 
 5 Shout in the midit of us, O.King 
 
 Of faints, and let our joys abound. 
 Let us rejoice, give thanks, and ling, 
 
 And triumph in redemption found ;- 
 ^ We allv in faith for every foul ; 
 O let our glorious joy be full. 
 
 6 O may we all triumphant rife, 
 
 With joy upon our heads return. 
 And far above thffe nether fl<ies, 
 
 By thee on eagle's wings upborne, 
 Through all yon radiant circle move, 
 And gain the higheil heaven of love. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXVII. C. M. 
 
 1 /^ H for a clofer walk with God, 
 \^ A calm, and heavenly frame ; 
 A li^ht to fnine upon the road 
 
 That leads me to the Lamb ! 
 
 2 Where is the blcffedncfs I knew. 
 
 When firft I faw the Lord ? 
 Where is the foul-refrefliing vicvv- 
 Of Jefus and his word ? 
 
PETITION. 269 
 
 3 What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd ; 
 
 How fweet their memory ilili ! 
 But they have left an aching void 
 The world can never fill. 
 
 4 Return, O holy Dove, return, 
 
 vSweet mefltnger of relt ; 
 1 hate the fins that made thee mourn, 
 And drove thee from my bread. 
 
 5 The deareft idol I have known, 
 
 Whate'er that idol be. 
 Help me to tear it from thy throne ; 
 And worfhip only thee. 
 
 6 So fhall mv walk be clofe with God, 
 
 Calm and ferene my frame ; 
 So purer Hght iliali mark the road 
 That leads me to the Lamb. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXVIH. L. M. 
 
 1 A N inward baptifm of pure fire, 
 Jr\. WhercAvith to be baptiz'd I have ; 
 'Tis ail my longing foul's defire, 
 
 This, only ^his my foul can fave. 
 
 2 Straightened I am, till this be done ; 
 
 Kindle in me the living flame ; 
 Father, in me reveal thy Son, 
 Baptize me into Jefu*s name. 
 
 3 Transform my nature icto thine, 
 
 Let all my powers thine imprefs feel, 
 Let all my foul become divine, 
 
 And ftamp me with thy Spirit's feal. 
 
 4 Love, migiity love, my heart o'erpow'r, 
 
 Ah ! why doll thou fo long delay ? 
 Cut fhort the work, bring- near the hour, 
 And let me fee thy perfect d?.r. 
 
57<^ PETITION. 
 
 5 Behold, for thee I ever wait, 
 
 Now let me in thy image fnlne, 
 Now the new heavens and earth create. 
 And plant with rightecufnefs divine. 
 
 6 If with the wretched fons of men 
 
 It ftill be thy delight to live. 
 Come, Lord, beget my foul again, 
 Thyfelf, thy quick'ninir- Spirit give» 
 H Y M N CCLXXIX. C. M. 
 
 1 Tj^OUNTAIN of life, to all below, 
 JP Let thy falvation roll ; 
 
 Water, replenifh, and o'erflow 
 Every believing foul. 
 
 2 Into that happy number, Lord, 
 
 Us weary finners take, 
 Jeius, fulfil thy. gracious word. 
 For thine own mercy's fake. 
 
 3 Turn back our nature's rapid tide. 
 
 And we Ihall flow to thee, 
 Vv hile down the ftream of time we glide 
 To oiir eternity. 
 
 4 The well of life to us thou art, 
 
 Of joy the fweliing flood, 
 Wafted by thee, with willing heart 
 We fwift return to God. 
 
 5 We foon fliall reach the boundlefs fe?. 
 
 Into thy fulnefs fall, . 
 Be loll and fwallow'd up in thee, 
 Our God, our All in All. 
 
 H Y M N CCLXXX. L. I>,I. 
 I /^ THOU, whom all thy faints adorc,^ 
 Vj' We now with all thy faints agree, 
 And bow our inmoli fonls before 
 Thy glorious, awful Majefly. 
 
PETITION. 271 
 
 B The King of nations we proclaim, 
 
 Who would not our great Sovereign fear ? 
 We long t* experience all thy name, 
 And nov/ we come to meet thee here. 
 
 3 We come, great God, to feek thy face, 
 
 And for thy loving kindnefs wait ; 
 And O how dreadful is this place ! 
 
 *Tis God's own houfe, 'tis heaven's gate. 
 
 4 Tremble our hearts to find thee nigh. 
 
 To thee our trembling hearts afpire ; 
 And lo ! we fee defcend from high 
 The pillar and the flame of fire. 
 
 5 Still let it on th' affembly fray, 
 
 And all the houfe with gloiy fill : 
 To Canaan's bounds point out the way, 
 And bring us to the holy hill. 
 
 6 There let us all with Jefus Hand, 
 
 And join the general church above, 
 And take our feats at thy right hand. 
 And fing thine everlaiiing love. 
 
 7 Come, Lord, our fouls are on the wing, 
 
 Now on thy great white throne appear, 
 And let my eyes behold my King, 
 And let me fee ray Saviour there. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXXI. L. M. 
 
 I O AY, which of you would fee the Lord ? 
 k3 You all may now obtain the grace, 
 Behold him in the written word. 
 
 Where John unveils the Saviour's face. 
 
2-]l PETITION. 
 
 2 Clear as the trumpet's voice he fpeaks 
 
 To every foul that turns his ear ; 
 Amidft the golden candlefticks 
 
 He w^alks : and lo '- he now is here. 
 
 3 Prefent to all believing fouls, 
 
 They fee him with an eagle's eye ; 
 Down to his feet a garment rolls, 
 StainM with a glorious crimfon dye. 
 
 4 A golden girdle binds his breaft, 
 
 (Whence ftreams of confolation flow, 
 Milk for his new-born babes, who rtft 
 In him, nor other comfort know.) 
 
 5 His form is as the Son of Man, 
 
 His eyes are as a flame of fire ; 
 They dart a fm-confuming pain, 
 And life and joy divine infpire, 
 
 6 His fpotlefs purity of foul. 
 
 We by a lovely emblem know, 
 His head and hair are white as wool, 
 W^hite are they as the driven fnow. 
 
 7 Glitter his feet Hke poliih'd brafs 
 
 That long hath in the furnace flione. 
 Brighter than lightning is his face, 
 Brighter than the meridian fun* 
 
 8 As many waters founds his word. 
 
 Seven ftars he holds' in his right hand. 
 Out of his mouth a two-edg'd fword 
 Goes forth ; before it who can {land ? 
 
 9 Lord, at thy feet we fall as dead, 
 
 Lay thy right hand upon our foul, 
 Scatter our fears, thy Spirit ihed, 
 Aiid all our unbelief controul. 
 
PETITION. 273 
 
 10 Tell us, *' I am the Firft and Laft, 
 
 « Who llv'd and dyM for all, am I ! 
 " And lo ! my bitter death is paft, 
 " And lo ! I live no more to die : 
 
 11 ** I have the keys of death and hell.*' 
 
 Amen ! thy record we receive, 
 And wait till thou our fpirits feal, 
 And all in all for ever live. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXXII. L. M. 
 
 1 "T^ RAW near, O Son of God, draw near, 
 JL/ Us with thy flaming eye behold, 
 
 Still in thy church voiichfafe t' appear, 
 And let our candleftick be gold. 
 
 2 Still hold the liars in thy right hand. 
 
 And let them in thy luilre glow. 
 The lights of a benighted land, 
 
 The angels of thy church below. 
 
 3 Make good their apoftolic boaft. 
 
 Their high commifiion let them prove. 
 Be temples of the Holy Gholl, 
 
 And fiU'd with faith and hope and love, 
 
 4 Their hearts from things of earth remove, 
 
 Sprinkle them, Lord, from fm and fear, 
 Fix their affections all above, 
 
 And lay up all their treafure there. 
 
 5 Give them an ear to hear thy word ; 
 
 Thou fpeakell to the churches now : 
 And let all tongues confefs their Lord, 
 Let every knee to Jefus bow. 
 
HYMN CCLXXXm. 
 
 1 T N boundlefs mercy, gracious Lord, appear, 
 X Darknefs difpel, the humble mourner cheer ; 
 Vain thoughts remove, melt down this flinty 
 
 heart ; 
 Caufe every foul to chufe the better part. 
 
 2 Thy prefence fills the univerfal fpace ; 
 Thy grace appears to all the fallen race. 
 O ! vifit us with light and hfe divine. 
 Fill every foul, for every foul is thine. 
 
 3 The bleffed Jefus is my Lord, my love ; 
 
 He Is my King, from him I would not move ; 
 
 Away then, all ye objedls that divert, 
 
 Nor feek to draw from my dear Lord my heart. 
 
 4 That uncreated beauty which hath gained 
 My ravifli'd heart, hath all your glory ftain'd; 
 His lovelinefs my foul hath prepoiTefs'd, 
 And left no room for any other gueft. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXXIV. C. M. 
 
 1 X O R D, all I am is known to thee ; 
 i i In vain my foul would try 
 
 To fhun thy prefence, or to flee 
 The notice of thine eye. 
 
 2 Thy all furrounding fight furveys 
 
 My rifing and my reft, 
 My public walks, my private ways. 
 The fecrets of my breaft. 
 
 3 My thoughts lie open to thee, Lord, 
 
 Before they're formM within : 
 
CHRISTMAS HYMN. 275 
 
 And ere my lips pronounce the word. 
 Thou know'ft the fenfe I mean. 
 
 4 O wond^-ous knowledge, deep and high ! 
 
 Where can a creature hide ? 
 Within thy circHng arms I lie, 
 Befet on eveiy lide. 
 
 5 So let thy grace furround me ftill, 
 
 And like a bulwark prove, 
 
 To guard my foul from every ill, 
 
 SecurM by Sov'reigu love. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXXV. Bcjion. 
 Chrtjlmas Hymn, 
 
 1 " OHEPHERDS rejoice, lift up your eyes, 
 
 ^13 " And fend your fears away, 
 " News from the regions of the fliies — 
 " Salvation's born to-day. 
 
 2 " Jefus, the God whom angels fear, 
 
 " Comes down to dwell with you ; 
 ** To-day he makes his entrance here, 
 *' But not as monarchs do. ' 
 
 3 " No gold, nor purple fwaddling bands, 
 
 " Nor royal fhining things ; 
 " A manger for his cradle ftands, 
 " And holds the King of kings. 
 
 4 *' Go, fhepherds, where the infant lies, 
 
 *' And fee his humble throne : 
 *' With tears of joy in all your eyes, 
 " Go, fhepherds, kifs the Son." 
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270 BAPTISM. 
 
 5 Thus Gabriel fang, and ftraight around 
 The heavenly armies throng ; 
 They tune their harps to lofty found, 
 And thus conclude the fcng : 
 
 C " Glor)- to God that reigns above, 
 " Let peace funound the earth ; 
 ** Mortals fhall know their Maker's love, 
 " At their Redeemer's birth." 
 
 7 Lord ! and fhall angels have their fongs, 
 
 And men no tunes to raife ? 
 O may we lofe thefe ufelefs tongues 
 When we forget to praife ! 
 
 8 Glor}- to God that reigns above, 
 
 That pitied us forlorn, 
 We join to fing our Maker's love, 
 For there's a Saviour born. 
 
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 1^. BAPTISM. 
 
 H Y M N CCLXXXVL C- M. 
 
 1 I^ELESTIAL Dove, defcendfrom high; 
 \^ And on the water brood : 
 
 Come, with thy quick'ning pow'r apply 
 The water and the blood. 
 
 2 Almighty God, for thee we call, 
 
 And our rcquell renew : 
 Accept in Chri^lt, and blcfs withal 
 The work we have to do. 
 
BAPTISM. 277 
 
 HYMN CCLXXXVII. S. M. 
 
 '( 
 
 '^ ALL'D froni above, I rife 
 y And wafh away niy fin, 
 TijC ftream to v/hich my fpirit-flles 
 Can make the fouleft clean. 
 
 2 It ruiks divinely c^car, 
 
 A fountain deep and wide; 
 'Twas open'd by the foldier's fpear, 
 III my Redeemer's fide ! 
 
 H Y M N CCLXXXVIII. L. M. 
 
 J 1^ OME, Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft, 
 %^^ Honour the means ordain'd by thee! 
 Make good our apoftolic boaft. 
 And own thy glorious miniftry. 
 
 2 Father, in thefe reveal thy Son : , 
 
 In thefe for whom we feek thy face, ^ 
 The hidden myftery make known, 
 The iiiward, pure, baptizing grace. 
 
 3 Jcfas, V, ith us thou alwa^^s art : 
 
 Eifeft'ate now the facrcd fign : 
 The gift unfpeakable impart, 
 And blefs the ordinance divine. 
 
 4 Eternal Spirit, defcend from high, 
 
 Baptizer of our fpirits, tiiou ! 
 The facramental fcal apply, 
 
 And witnefs with the water now ! 
 
273 CLASS-MEETING. 
 
 CLASS-MEETING. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXXIX. 
 
 1 ALL thanks to the Lamb who gives us 
 J^. to meet : 
 
 His love we proclaim, his praifes repeat : 
 We own him our Jefus, continually near, 
 To pardon, and blefs us, and perfeft us here. 
 
 2 In him we have peace, in him we have pow'r, 
 Preferv*d by his grace throughout the dark 
 
 hour : 
 In all our temptation, he keeps us to prove 
 His utmofl falvation, his fuinefs of love. 
 
 3 Pronounce the glad word, and bid us be free ;. 
 Ah ! haft thou no«t. Lord, , a bleffing for me ? 
 The peace thou haft given, ^is moment impart. 
 And open thy heaven, O Love, in my heart I 
 
 HYMN CCXC. C. M. 
 
 1 O EE, Jefu, thy difciples, fee, 
 Ik3 The promis'd bleffing give ! 
 Met in thy name, we look to thee, 
 
 Expefting to receive. 
 
 2 Thee we exped, our faithful Lord, 
 
 Who in thy name are join'd ; 
 We wait according to thy word, 
 Thee in the midft. to find. 
 
 3 Whom now we feek, O may we meet ! 
 
 Jefus, the crucify 'd, 
 Shew us thy bleeding hands and feet, 
 Thou who for us haft dy*d. 
 
FUNERAL. 279 
 
 HYMN CCXCI. 
 
 I A PPoInted by thee, we meet in thy name, 
 jfX And meekly agree to follow the Lamb, 
 To trace thy example, the world to difdain. 
 And conftantly trample on pleafure and pain, 
 
 Z O Jefus appear ! no longer delay, 
 To fandlfy here, and bear us away ; 
 The end of our meeting on earth let us fee, 
 Triumphantly fitting in glor)^ with thee I 
 
 HYMN CCXCII. L. M. 
 
 Funeral, 
 
 1 "T"^ HANKS be to God wb ofe faithfuUcve 
 
 Jl Hath call'd another to his breaft, 
 Tranflated him to joys above, 
 To manfions of eternal reft. 
 
 2 He the good fight of faith hath won, 
 
 He heard with joy the welcome word ; 
 " Hither come up (thy work is done) 
 ** And reign for ever with thy Lord." 
 
 3 By minifterial fpirits convey'd, 
 
 Lodg'd in the garner of the fky, 
 He refls in Abraham's bofom laid. 
 He lives with Qod, no mo*e to die. 
 
 4 Tli^nks be to God, thro' Chrift alone, 
 
 Who gave our friend the vi^lory, 
 O Mafter, fay to me, *< Well 
 May' I rejoice to die in thee. 
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 280 REJOICING. 
 
 HYMN CCXCIII. 
 
 E fimple fouls, that ftray 
 Far from the path of peace, 
 That unfrequented way 
 
 To life and happinefs — 
 How long will ye your folly love, 
 
 And throng the downward road, 
 And hate the wifdom from above, 
 And mock the fons of God ? 
 
 2 Madnefs and mifery 
 
 Ye count our life beneath. 
 And nothing great can fee, 
 
 Or glorious in our death ! 
 As born to fulfer and to grieve, 
 
 Beneath your feet we lie, 
 And utterly contemnM we live, 
 
 And unlamented die. 
 
 3 Poor, penfive fojourners, 
 
 O'erwhelm'd with grief and woes, 
 Perplex'd with needlefs fears, 
 
 And pleafure's mortal foes : 
 More irkfome than a gaping tomb. 
 
 Our light ye cannot bear, 
 Wrapt in the melancholy glor.a 
 
 Of fanciful defpair. 
 
 4 So wretched and obfcure. 
 
 The men whom ye defpife, 
 So foolifh, weak, and poor. 
 
 Above your fcorii vve rife : 
 Our confcience in the Holy Ghofl 
 
 Can witnefs bettei* things ; 
 For he, whofe blood is all our boaft, 
 
 Halli made us prieilg and kings. 
 
REJOICING, 281 
 
 Riches unfearchable 
 
 In Jefu's love we know. 
 And pleafures from the well 
 
 Of life, our fouls overflow ; 
 From him the fpirit we receive, 
 
 Of wifdom, grace, and pow'r. 
 And always forrowful we live. 
 
 Rejoicing 'evermore. 
 
 Angels our fervants are, 
 
 And keep in all our ways. 
 And in their hands they beav 
 
 The facred fons of grace ; 
 Our guardians to that heavenly blifs. 
 
 They all our fteps attend ; 
 And God himfelf our Father is. 
 
 And Jefus is our friend. 
 
 With him we walk in white, 
 
 We in his image fhine, 
 Our robes are robes of light, 
 
 Our righteoufnefs divine ; 
 On all the grov'hng kings of earth, 
 
 With pity we look down, 
 And claim in virtue of our birth, 
 
 A never-fading crown. 
 
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 hy.Mn CCXCIV. 
 
 ARK! 'how the gofpel-trumpet founds 
 
 And JefuS; by redeeming blood. 
 Is bringing fmners back to God ; 
 And guides them fafely by his word 
 To endlefs dav. 
 
ZbZ PRAISE.. 
 
 2 HhII, aIlrVi6lonoiir, conquering Lord ! 
 Be thou by all thy works ador'd, 
 Who undertook for fmful man. 
 
 And brought falvation through thy name, 
 That we with the? may €ver reign 
 In endlefs day^ 
 
 3 Fight on, ye coliqu'ring fouls figlit on, 
 And when the conqiieft you h^ve won, 
 The pahr.s of vift'ry you fl-iall bear, 
 And in his kingdom have a fhare, 
 And crowns of glory ever wear 
 
 In endlefj day. 
 
 4 There we fhall in fweet chorus join, 
 And faints and angels ail combine, 
 To fing of his redeeming love, 
 When rolling years fhall ceafe to move, 
 And this fhall be our theme ^bove, 
 
 In endlefs day. 
 
 HYMN CCXCV. C. M, 
 
 1 T KNOW that my Redeemer liv^s, 
 Jl And ever prays for im- : 
 
 A token of his love he gives, 
 A pledge of liberty., 
 
 2 Thy love I foon ej^pedl to fifid 
 
 In all Its depth and height, 
 To comprehend the Eternal Mir.c> 
 And grafp the infinite. • 
 
 3 When God is mine, and I am hi.s^ 
 
 Of p^radife poffefs'd, 
 I tafle .unutterable blifs, 
 And evcrJadine reft. ' 
 
PETITIONING. 28 
 
 HYMN* CCXCVI. S. M. 
 
 1 T?ATHfc'R, I dare believe 
 
 r Thee merciful and true ; 
 Tliou wilt ray guilty foul forgive, 
 My fallen foul renew. 
 
 2 Come then for Jefu's fake. 
 
 And bid my heart be clean ; 
 An end of ail my troubles make, 
 An end of all my fin. 
 
 3 I cannot wafh my heart. 
 
 But by believing thee : 
 And waiting for thy blood t' Impart 
 The fpotlefs purity. 
 
 4 While at thy crofs I He, 
 
 Jefu, the grace beflow : 
 .- Now thy all-cleanfing blood apply, 
 And I am white as fnow. 
 
 HYMN CCXCVII. C. M. 
 
 I T A S K the g'ift of right'oufnefs, 
 JL The fin-fubduing pow'r ; 
 Pow'r to believe, and go In peace, 
 And never grieve thee more. 
 
 3. My vehement foul cries out opprefs'd, 
 Impatient to be freed ! 
 Nor can I, Lord, nor will I reft. 
 Till I am fav'd Indeed. 
 
 3 Art thou not able to convert ? 
 Art thou not willing too ? 
 To change this old, rebellious heart; 
 To cont^uer and renew ? 
 
i84 CHRISTMAS H\<UN. 
 
 H Y M N CCXCVHL 
 
 5 '\]^T I^'J^' rnephcrds "u-atcli'd their fiocks by 
 V V AH feated on the ground, [night, 
 The angd of the Lord came down, ! 
 
 Apd glonr ihone aroiTnd. [ 
 
 Z *' Fear not,'* i'aid he (for mrghty dread 
 Had feiz'd their troubled mind ;) 
 *' Ghd tidingsof gfeat joy I bring 
 ** To you and all mankind. 
 
 3 ** To yoii in David*s town this day 
 
 " Is born of David^s line, 
 ** Thc-Savicur who is ChriR the Lord j 
 <« And this fhall be the fign ; 
 
 4 *' The beav'nly babe you there fhall iind 
 
 " To human view difplay'd, 
 " All meanly wrapp'd in fwathing bands, 
 *♦. And in a manger laid.'* 
 
 5 Thus- ^ake the feraph, and forthwith 
 
 Appear'd a fhiuing throng 
 Of angels, praillng God on higli, 
 Addrefs'd their joyful fong : 
 
 6 " All glcy be to God on high, 
 
 " And to the earth be peace ; 
 " Good-will henceforth, from heaven to men, 
 ^^ Begii: and never ceafe." 
 
 H Y M N CCXCIX. 
 
 I T OVING Jefus, gentle Lamb» 
 %, ^ In thy gi-acious hands I am, 
 Make me, Saviour, what thou ait. 
 Live thyfelf within my heart. 
 
PRAYER. 
 
 I (IihII then iliew forth thy praife^ 
 Serve thee all my happy days : 
 Then the world ihali always fee 
 Chrilt, the holy child, In nie. 
 
 HYMN CCC. 
 
 THOU, who comeil fr 
 The pure celcftlal fire t' impart, 
 Kindle a flame of facred love, 
 On the mean altar g^ my heart ! 
 
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 2 There let it for thy glory bum. 
 
 With inextinguifliable blaze. 
 And trembling to its fource return, 
 In humble love and fervent praife, 
 
 3 Jefii, confirm my heart's defire, 
 
 To work,, and fpeak, and think for thee j 
 SiiiM let me guard the holy fire, 
 And ftili ilir up thy gift in me : 
 
 4 Ready for all thy perfect will, 
 
 My acts of faith and love repeat ; 
 Till death thy eadlefs mercies feal, 
 And m3,ke the facrifice complet-e. 
 
CONTENTS. 
 
 A Page 
 
 WAKENING and inviting - 5 
 
 Penitential - - - - 22 
 
 Petition - - - - 43 
 
 Rejoicing - - - - 123 
 
 Praife - - - - 143 
 
 Trufting in Pvovidence - - 158 
 
 Suffering - - - - 170 
 
 Funerr.i 
 
 o 
 
 174 
 
 Fellowfhlp * - - - 180 
 
 Backflldinof ... 202 
 
 Nativity ... - 208 
 
 New- Year - - - - 2111 
 
 Good-Friday - - - 213 
 
 Praife - - - - - 215 
 
 Morning and Evening - - 217 
 
 oacramental - - - 219' 
 
 Parting - - - -257: 
 
 Chriftmas Hymn - - - 275 
 
 Baptlfm - - - 276 
 
 Clafs-Meetlng . - - - 278 
 
LN 
 
 D E X. 
 
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 jLVND am I born to die i i 
 
 And am I only born to die 15 
 
 Ah ! whither ihall I go 32 
 
 All glory to God in the ilcy 61 
 
 A charge to keep I have 70 
 
 And can I yet delay 91 
 
 All ye that pafs by } 13 
 
 Arile my foul, arife 127 
 
 And muil this body die 131 
 
 Away my unbelieving fear i Cji. 
 
 And let this feeble body fail 17I 
 
 Ah, lovely appearance of death 174 
 
 All glory to the dying Lamb 797 
 
 Away with cur fears 7.00 
 
 Ah, where arn I now 20'^ 
 
 All hail ! happy/day . 2o'6 
 
 Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed 2 1 3 
 
 Aknighty Maker, God ■ 215^ 
 
 cAM praife to him who dwells in blifs 2 i 7 
 
 •Sj^cthor of our falvatlorr, thee 2^2 
 
 «Anp kt our bodies part 259 
 
 Awak'^, Jerufalern, ' awak-! 265 
 
 An inward baptifra of pure fire 269 
 All thanks to the Lamb who gives us to meet 278 
 Appointed by. thee we meet in thy name 279 
 B b 
 
INDEX. 
 
 r- .■ 
 Behold the Saliour of mankind 
 BImv ye the trumpet^ blow 
 Be it my only wifdom here 
 ' Behold the fervant of the Lord 
 Being of beings, God pf love 
 Before Jehovah's awful throne 
 Btft above all, lay hold 
 Brother in Chrift and well-belcv'd 
 Bleft be the dear uniting love 
 
 Come, ye fmners, poor and needy 
 Come, finners, to the gofpekfeaft 
 Come, holy celeftial dove 
 'Come, Lord, and help me to rejoice 
 Come, let us anev/ 
 
 Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft 
 Come, Saviour jefu, from above 
 Come, Lord, from above 
 Come, thou Almighty King 
 Come, thou fount of ev'ry bleffing 
 Come, ye that love the Lord 
 Come, holy Spirit, heavenly Dove 
 Children of the heavenly King 
 Come, let us join our cheerful fongs 
 Commit thou all thy griefs 
 Come on, my partners in diftrefs 
 Come away to the flcies 
 Come, let us anew 
 Come, let us afcend 
 Come, and let us fvvectly join 
 Come, -thou high and lofty Lord 
 Come, let us ufe the grace divine 
 Come, O thou all-vi<5lorious Lord 
 
INDEX. 
 
 ' Caft on the fidelity 
 Come, thou omnifcient Son of Man 
 Conwbi"t, ye minifters of grace 
 Come, O thou traveller unknown 
 Cclcftial Dove, defcend from high 
 Call'd from above, I rife 
 Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghoil 
 
 Drooping foul, ^ake off thy fears 
 Draw near, O Son of God, draw near 
 
 Ever fainting with defire 
 
 Except the Lord condudl the plan 
 
 Father of lights, from whom proceeds 
 Father of Jefus Chrift the juft 
 For ever here my reft fhall be 
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft 
 Father, our hearts we lift 
 Father, how wide thy glories fhine 
 From all that dwell below the iliies 
 Father of our dying Lord 
 Father, I llretch my hands to thee 
 Father, if juftly Hill v/e cl^im 
 Fountain of life, to all below 
 Father, I dare believe 
 
 God of my falvation, hear 
 
 God of all grace and majtfly 
 
 God of almighty love 
 
 God of all-redeeming grace 
 
 Great God, indulge my humble claim 
 
 Glory be to God on high 
 
INDEX. • 
 
 Give to llie winds thy fears 159 
 
 God of my life, whofe gracious pow'r 160 
 
 G-')>1 moves in a myilerious v/ay 163 
 
 Go' o£ my life, to thee 198 
 
 Go;! umy wife, almighty, good 207 
 
 '■v. this and every place ■ 234 
 
 dl confolatlon til'e 257 
 
 .r :irid guaidian of my deep 265 
 
 Hf umes ! he comes ! the Judge fevere 1 7 
 
 H.:'.:ry foul^ that free from harms 43 
 
 K'jp, Lord, to whom for help. I fly . .68 
 
 Haiy I^amb, who thee receive 77 
 
 Hew tedious and taftelefc; the hours 98 
 
 H')ly, and true, and righteous Lord , 106 
 
 ii'jw vain are all things here below.. 113 
 
 Happy the man that finds the grace 124 
 
 J-L^.ppy the fouls to J-.fus joln'd 125 
 
 He dies, the friend of. fiiiners dies 132 
 
 How do thy mercies' clofe me round i/i5 
 
 Hov/ happy every child of grace 157 
 
 Jiappy foul, thy days are ended 172 
 
 Head of tlie church tri&mphant 17,3 
 
 Hofanna to Jefus on high 178 
 
 Happy who in Jefus live 179 
 
 How happy are they z^2 
 
 liow (hcdl a loft finner in pain 205 
 
 Hark! the herald-angels ling ' 210 
 
 Hov,' beauteous are their feet 249 
 
 Har^^ • ^>"^'v'' the watchm.en ciy 251 
 
 High on his evetlalling throne 262 
 
 Hark ! how the gofpfl-trnmpct founds 201 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Jefu, let thy pltyir>g eye 
 
 Jcfu, if Hill the fame thou art 
 
 Jefus, if thou art to-day 
 
 Jefu, lover of my foul 
 
 I want a principle within 
 
 Jefus, come, thou hope of glory 
 
 I thirft, thou v.^ounded Lamb of God 
 
 Jefus, thou all-redeeming Lord 
 
 Infinite, unexhaulled love 
 
 Jefu, my ftrcngtk, my hope 
 
 Jefu, my Saviour, brother, friend 
 
 Jefuj my life, thyfelf apply 
 
 Jefu, thou art my King 
 
 Jefu, my truth, my way 
 
 Jefu, thou everlafting Kirrg 
 Jcfu3, my Lord, attend 
 Jefus, from whom all bleflings flow 
 Jefus thy boundlefs love to me 
 Jefus hath dyM that I might livq 
 Jefus, the all-fuilaining word 
 Jefus, Redeemer of mankind 
 Jefus, thy v/andering fhcep behold: 
 Jefus, my all, to heaven is gone 
 I'll praife my Maker wliile I\e breath 
 Jefu, great fliepherd of the fiieep 
 Jefu, Lord, we look to thee 
 Jefu, united by thy grace 
 Jefus, accept the praife 
 In that fad memorable night 
 Jeiu, at whofe fupreme coinm.iiid 
 Jefu, dear redeeming Lord 225 
 
 Jefu, we thus obey 225 
 
 I long to behold him array 'd 23a 
 
 3 b 2 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Jefus, fnepherd of the fheep 237 
 
 Jcfu, the weary wanderer's reft 244 
 
 Jefu, thy far extended fame 247 
 In boundlefs rpercy, gracious Lord, appear J74 
 
 I kno^;that ray Redeemer lives 282 
 
 i afk the gift of right'oufnefs 283 
 
 Lo ! he comes in clouds defcending 18 
 
 Let the world then- virtue boaft 25 
 
 Leader of faithfiil fculs, and guide ^^ 
 
 Lord, and is thine anger gone 58 
 
 Lord, I believe thy every word 79 
 
 Love divine, all loves excelling Z^, 
 
 Light of life, feraphic fire 82 
 
 Let him to whom we now belong 83 
 
 Lo ! in thy band I lay 87 
 
 Lord, we come before thee now 96 
 
 Lord, I believe a reft remains 107 
 
 Lord of the haneft, hear 1 2 i 
 
 Let earth and heaven agree 125 
 
 Let eveiy tongue thy goodpefs fpcak 134 
 
 I^ord Jcfii, when, when ihall it be 217 
 
 Let all who truly bear 220 
 Long hnve I feemM to ferve thee, Lord 233 
 
 Lovers of pieafiire more than God 250 
 
 Lord, all I am,. 15 known to thee 274 
 
 Loving Jcfiis, gentle Lamb 2^4 
 
 - 1} drowfy pow*rs why fieep ye fo 42 
 
 IvLikcr, Saviour of mankind 44 
 
 My God, my b"fe, nry lave 49 
 
 My God! Lhnow, I feci th^jnine 103 
 
INDEX. 
 
 My God, I am thine 
 My God, the fpring of all nsy joys 
 My God, my portion, and my love 
 My Saviour, my almighty friend 
 Mailer, I own thy lawful claini 
 
 Now, even now, I yield, I yield 
 
 Oftjr a thoufand tongues to fing 
 
 O love divine ! what haft tbou done 
 
 O that I could repent 
 
 O love divine ! how fweet thou art 
 
 O Jefiis my hope 
 
 O thou that hear'ft when fihnei-s cry 
 
 O that I could my Lord receive 
 
 G God, om- help in ages pail 
 
 O almighty God of love 
 
 O for a heart to praife my God 
 
 Othat my load of fin were gone 
 
 O thou, to whofe all-fearching light 
 
 O Sun of Rightcoufnefs, ariie 
 
 Of him who did falvation bring 
 
 O joyful found of gofpel-grace 
 
 O God of good, the unfathom'd fea 
 
 O jefus, my reil 
 
 G tell me no more 
 
 O \vhat (hall I do my Saviour to praifc 
 
 O God of all grace 
 
 O thou God of my falvation 
 
 O thou, who this myflerious bre?.d 
 
 G all that pafs by, to Jefus draw r.cz:: 
 
 Oft I in my heart have faid 
 
 O may thy powerfi'l w^i'd 
 
INDEX. 
 
 O wotid'rous power of faithful prayer . 239 
 
 O God, moil merciful and true 245 
 
 O God to whquji in fltfli reveal'd 246 
 
 O glorious hope of perfeA love 252 
 
 On all the earth thy fpirit fhower 256 
 
 O that I was as. heretofore 263 
 
 Oft have we pafs'd the guihy night 267 
 
 Oh ! for a clofer walk with God 268 
 
 O thou, whom all thy faints adore 270 
 
 O thou, who coraeft from above 285 
 
 Phmg'd in a gulf of dark defpair 133 
 
 Praife ye the Lord, 'tis good to raife 145 
 
 Praife ye the Lord, y' immortal choirs 152 
 Peace, troubled foul, thou need'ft not fear 169 
 
 Peace be on this houfe beftow'd 194 
 
 Pierce, fill me with an humble fear 240 
 
 Rejoice, the Lord is King 129 
 
 Rejoice for a brother deteas'd 176 
 
 Rock of Ifrael, cleft for me 22 1 
 
 , Rejoice evermore Avith angels above 228 
 
 J Sinners, turn, why will ye die 8 
 
 j Sinners, obey the gofpel word 9 
 
 I Stay, thou infulted fpirit, ilay 36 
 
 i Saviour, the world's and mine ^z 
 
 j^on of God, if thy free grace 57 
 
 ^ Shepherd diviwe, our vrants relieve 65 
 
 Son of God, thy bleffing grant 95 
 
 Saviour of tlie fin-iick fpul 107 
 
 See, gracious Lord, with pitying eyes 122 
 
 ' Salvation ! O tbt: joyful foimd '149 
 
fNDEX. 
 
 Still for thy loving kindnefs, Lord 
 Soldiers of Chriil, arife 
 Sing to the great Jehovah's pi'cMH 
 Stand the omnipotent decree 
 S.:viour from fin, I wait to prove 
 Say, which of you would fee the Lord 
 Shepherds, r^-joicc, lift up your eye 3 
 S;:e Jeiii, thy-difciple fee 
 
 Thee we adore, eternal name 
 
 Thou judge of quick and dead 
 
 Terrible thought ! (hall I alone 
 
 Thou God of glorious majefty 
 
 To the haven cf thy bread 
 
 Thee will I love, my ftrength, rra- tow'r 
 
 The praying fpirit breathe 
 
 The thing my God doth hate 
 
 Thou hidden love of God, whofe height 
 
 Thou Shepherd of Ifrael and mine 
 
 Thou great myllerious God unknown 
 
 Thy ceafelefs, unexhaufted love 
 
 The fpacious firmament on high 
 
 The voice of my beloved founds 
 
 The Lord of Sabbath let us praife 
 
 'J'he God of Abra-a'm praife 
 
 Thi:., this is the God we adore 
 
 Tho' troubles alfail and dangers affright 
 
 The Lord m.y pafture {hall prepare 
 
 'Tis finiiVd, 'tis done 
 
 Try us, O God^ and fi^arch th^ ground 
 
 Thou God of truth and love 
 
 The Lord of earth and fky 
 
 Thv faitiifnlnefs, Lord, eath moment I find 
 
Thou Son of God, whofe flaming eyes 231 
 
 Thou hidden God, for whom I groan 235 
 
 Thou man ofi|pfc*efs, remember me 236 
 TIiou Lamb of God, thou Prince of Peace 243 
 
 Thanks be to God, whofe faithful love 279 
 
 Vain, deiufive world, adieu 137 
 
 When rifinj^ from the bed of death 12 
 
 With glorious clouds encompafs'd round 26 
 
 Weary of wand'ring from my God 36 
 
 Why fliould the children of a king 41 
 
 AVhat now is my obje6i: and aim 104 
 
 When, gracious L,ord, when (hall it be 115 
 
 Whom man forfakes thou wilt- not leave 115 
 
 W^ith joy we meditate the grace 138 
 
 When all the mercies of my God 155 
 
 Where is my God, my joy, my hope 206 
 
 We hft our hearts to thee 217 
 
 Who is this that comes from;far 1824 
 
 Weary fouls that wander wide 228 
 
 When qliiet in my houfe I fit 241 
 
 WatchM by the workl's mahgnant eye 252 
 
 Why not now, my God, my God 254 
 While (hepherds watch'd their flocksby night 284 
 
 Ye happy finners, hear 75 
 
 Ye heavens rejoice in Jefus's grace 216 
 
 y^ iimple fouJB that ftray 280 
 
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