/p^" MAY 27 1921 A ^f: s vision ^pcT fl don PSALMS, HYMNS, p MAY 27 19! BPIBITTJA^p^ ©rigtnal an* Sclectrt. COMPILED BY A. CAMPBELL, W. SCOTT, B. W. STONE, AHD J. T. JOHNSON, ELDERS OF THE CHRISTIAN CHURCH. WLity Numerous anto Fartous Sofctttons an* Emendations. ADAPTED TO PERSONAL, FAMILY, AND CHURCH WORSHIP BY ALEXANDER CAMPBELL. SEVENTH EDITION. BETHANY, VA.: PRINTED AND PUBLISHED BY A. CAMPBELL. 186 5. _ t Western District of Virginia, to wit: Be it remembered, TJiat on (Tie 19th day of August, Anno Domini, 1851. Alexander Campbell, of the said District, hath deposited in this office the title of a booh, the title of which is in the icords folloicing, to wit : — ** Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs, Original and Selected— Compiled by A. Campbell, W. Scott, B. W. Stone, and J. T. Johnson,— Elders of the Christian Church,— with numerous and va- rious additions and xmendations ; Adapted to Personal, Family, and Church Worship. By Alexander Campbell" The right whereof ht claims as Author and PropritAor, in conformity with an Act of Congress, entitled, "An Act to amend the several acts respecting copy-rights." ERASMUS STRIBLING, Clerk of the Western District of Virginia. PREFACE. Our brethren, in collective bodies as well as in private circles, have expressed a desire for a larger compilation of Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs, as well as for a greater variety of subjects. To meet their wishes, and to redeem our promises, we have now modified and enlarged our Hymn Book, and subjected it to a severe revisal. We have spent much time and reflection upon the subject, and have ex- amined the best Psalmody of Protestant Christendom in our own country, with very considerable care and attention. We flatter ourselves that we have in this volume the cream of the most evangelical and scriptural poetic compositions now extant, and on such a variety of subjects a"nd occasions as will meet all the wants and circumstances of the Christian com- munity, as individuals, families, and congregations. We have made the divinely inspired psalmody of the sweet Psalmist of Israel our beau ideal of Christian psalmody, with the mere difference of dispensation, believ- ing that the materials of the Psalms of David furnish a perfect standard of the proper materials of all praise, whether 3 4 PREFACE. contemplated as psalms, hymns, or spi- ritual songs. These distinctions respect the subjects, and not the forms of Christian praise or prayer. Lyric poetry is equally apposite to them all. They differ in matter and not in form. In our former compilations tunes were prefixed as a guide to the appositeness of the sound or tune to the sense. This prefixing of a tune to each compo- sition has been objected to for two reasons. The taste of musicians and of those who select tunes differs. Some prefer one tune and some another ; and in the judgment of one preceptor, the tune named at the head of the composition is not so suitable as another which he would prefer. Again, the tunes named are not uni- versally known. For these objections or reasons we have left every one to choose for himself. Our Hymn Book being used in every State of the Union, and in the British provinces, we have given no in- dex to any song as to the tune most ap- propriate. In this, as in all things merely circumstantial, let every community judge for itself. It is infinitely more important that we should have one pure speech and one evangelical psalmody than one and the same tune. PREFACE. 5 Again, in this selection we have had respect to another fact. All the com- positions in a hymn-book will be read, but not all sung. Indeed, my obser- vation goes to prove that in no one com- munity are there more than some one or two scores of favorite songs : I mean songs or hymns frequently sung. In all my travels, and they are not within nar- row limits, I find only one or two dozen universal favorites, sung almost daily, especially at large public meetings. This fact is not confined to what are called human compositions. I remember it obtained in Europe in my youth when the psalms of David were sung in Scotland and in Ireland. A score of these were universal favorites, and almost weekly or monthly sung. But the synods occasion- ally enacted that they should be first ex- plained and then sung. Hence the one hundred and fifty were generally sung in some churches once in two or three years. But on the hypothesis that only a tithe of all the compositions in our hymn- books would be sung, they should con- tain, both in number and variety, an adequate supply for all persons, condi- tions, and circumstances, and on all sub- jects of praise or prayer for another and a great purpose. 6 PREFACE. The hymn-book of a Christian com- munity, next to the Bible, is most gene- rally read, and much and often read by all true Christians. It is assumed that it does, and certainly it ought, to con- tain the marrow and the fatness of the gospel and the exercises of the Christian heart on all the themes of Christian faith, hope, and love. It is the best substitute in the world for what is usually called a confession of faith, an exhibit of Christian doctrine and Chris- tian instruction. It is, moreover, a sort of stereotyped preached gospel, and to unconverted per- sons it is the next thing to a sermon or an exhortation on the great themes of Christian salvation. On this account it may, without any offence against good taste and good sense, contain various compositions which may be regarded as not so apposite to be sung as to be read. But even these maybe sung in obedience iO an apostolic injunction. " Teach and admonish one another in psalms, hymns, and spiritual songs, sing- ing with gratitude in your hearts to the Lord :" so Paul exhorted the Christians to whom he wrote letters. What was pre- cisely intended by psalms, hymns, and spiritual songs, has often been inquired TREFACE. / after, but not often satisfactorily an- swered. The result of our inquiries upon this subject is as follows : — 1. Psalms are historic compositions, or poetxC narratives. 2. Hymns are songs of praise, in which the excellencies, glories, and gracious a<$s of some persons are extolled. 3. Spiritual songs are either songs, the matter of which was immediately sug- gested by the Holy Spirit ; or sentimental songs, composed on the divine communi- cations to men. Spiritual songs embrace a wider range of subjects than both the former ; for such songs as are of a mixed nature, partly psalms and partly hymns, may be ranked among those which are properly called spiritual songs. Other compositions, both in scripture and elsewhere, have been called psalms, which do not exactly correspond with the true import of this word in its ancient usage. The reason is obvious : The first psalms being all, or chiefly, of one species of poetry, other songs in the same kind of verse were called by the same name, because of a coincidence in poetic mea- sure, though they were quite different in substance and design. In one sense the 8 PREFACE. design of all sacred poetry is the praise of God. Hymns directly address God in praise ; psalms and spiritual songs indi- rectly praise him, and are sometimes spe- cially designed for the edification of men. The general design of all religious wor- ship is to praise God and to edify men. But sometimes we sing for the sole pur- pose of praising God : on other occasions, for the information or edification of men. In the former case we sing hymns ; in the latter, psalms or spiritual songs, — as best adapted to our end in view. Such is the plain and obvious difference between psalms, hymns, and spiritual songs ; which ought to be, in some mea- sure, apprehended by all who feel any obligation upon them, arising from the command of the apostle. In singing any of them in the presence of others, we, in some measure, may, and often do, con- tribute to their edification. No exercise of social worship is more delightful, solemn, or sublime, than sing- ing the praises of the Lord. And when we address him in sacred song, care should be taken that the substance and form, or the matter and manner of our song, be such as will be acceptable to him. A. Campbell. TABLE OF CONTENTS. PSALMS. NATIVITY OF CHRIST 33 JOHN'S BAPTISM 40 CHRIST'S OWN BAPTISM 42 TRANSFIGURATION 48 PUBLIC ENTRY INTO JERUSALEM... 49 AGONY IN THE GARDEN 51 DEATH 53 THE LAST SCENES 57 RESURRECTION 61 ASCENSION 74 DESCENT OF THE HOLY SPIRIT SO REIGN 81 HYMNS OF PRAISE. HIS CORONATION AND GLORY 85 SPIRITUAL SONGS. NATURE 129 THE BIBLE 139 9 10 TABLE OF CONTENTS. PROVIDENCE 144 AFFLICTIONS 165 PUBLIC WORSHIP 176 BAPTISM 204 THE LORD'S SUPPER 224 CHRISTIAN UNION and COMMUNION..232 LOVELINESS AND EXCELLENCY OF JESUS 233 EXHORTATORY SONGS 267 EVANGELIZING AND RECRUITING SONGS 2S4 MISSIONARY HYMNS 325 LORD'S-DAY MEETINGS 339 MORNING SONGS 347 EVENING SONGS 357 OMNIPRESENCE OF GOD 372 JUDGMENT 374 CHRISTIAN'S HOPE, RANK, HONORS, AND FUTURE GLORY 877 SONGS FOR CHRISTIAN CHILDREN.. .401 MISCELLANY «] BAPTISMAL SELECTIONS 502. TABLE OF FIRST LINES. Page A Friend there is, — your voices join 164 A host of spirits round the throne. . 202 Again the Lord of light and life. . .. 339 Again our earthly cares we leave . . . 344 Again from calm and sweet repose.. 350 All hail the power of Jesus' name. . 87 All other sounds discordant seem . . . 453 All power is given unto me 500 All you that have confess'd 473 Amazing grace! (how sweet the) . . . 479 Among the mountain trees 443 Am I a soldier of the cross 287 And did the holy and the just 51 And is the gospel peace and love. . . 271 And now another day is gone 403 And now, my soul, another year. . .. 465 Angels, roll the rock away 70 Another day is past 360 Arm of the Lord, awake ! awake ! . . 330 AsharnM of Christ! our souls disdain £03 Assembled at thy great command. . . 455 As on the cross the Saviour hung. . . 53 Awake, and sing the song 267 Awake, my soul, in joyful lavs 441 11 12 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve 422 Awake, my tongue ; thy tribute bring 136 Awake, 0 Zion's daughter! rise. . . . 4'.) Awake, our drowsy souls VI Awake, you saints, and raise your. . 282 Baptiz'd into our Saviour's death . . 214 Before Je-hovah's awful throne 17 G Behold th' amazing gift of love 378 Behold the blind their sight receive. 53 Behold the bright morning appears. 68 Behold the glories of the Lamb 112 Behold the mountain of the Lord. . . 197 Behold the sure foundation stone. . . 191 Behold the well of life appears 4G Behold the woman's promised seed.. 38 Behold what witnesses unseen 2G8 Believing souls, of Christ beloved . . 222 Beneath our feet and o'er our head. 3G5 Beyond the glitt'ring starry sky. ... 77 Bless'd are the humble souls that see 381 Bless'd be the everlasting God 391 Bless'd be thy name for ever 357 Bless'd is the man who shuns the... 381 Blest be the tie that binds 234 Blest morn, whose early dawning. . . 72 Blow you the trumpet, blow 284 Bright and joyful was the morn. ... 83 Broad is the road that leads to death 315 By cool Siloam's shady rill 409 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 13 Pace Children of old, hosannas sung . . . 406 Christians, keep your armour bright 88 Christ the Lord is risen to-day ! . . . . 63 Come, all you sons of God, and view 209 Come, children of Zion, and help us 100 Come, Christian brethren, ere we part 185 Come, er'ry pious heart 230 Come, happy souls, adore the Lamb. 205 Come hither, all ye weary souls. . . . 320 Come, humble sinner, in whose breast 273 Come in, thou blessed of the Lord. . 220 Come in, thou blessed of the Lord. . 221 Come in, ye blessed of the Lord. . . . 228 Come, let our hearts and voices join 243 Come, let us anew 466 Come, let us join the hosts above. . . 401 Come, let us join our cheerful songs 109 Come, let us join in songs of praise. 115 Come, let us join with one accord. . 339 Come, let us sing the coming fate. . . 482 Come, Lord, and warm each languid 472 Come, O thou King of all thy saints 342 Come, sinners, to the gospel feast... 301 Come, tell me, wandering sinner . . . 295 Come to the house of prayer 341 44 Come unto me," the Saviour cries. 453 Come, weary souls with sin distressed 293 Come, we that love the Lord 186 Come, ye disconsolate, where'er you 508 Come, ye that know and fear the Lord 431 14 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. Paa* Come, you poor and thirsty sinners. 311 Come, you redeemed of the Lord. . . 210 Come, you sinners, poor and needy . Come, you that love the Saviour's... 91 Come, you that love the Lord, indeed Come, you weary sinners, come . . . 304 Consider all my sorrows, Lord ..... 165 Crown his head with endless blessings 103 Dark was the night, and cold the. . . 51 Daughter of Zion, awake from thy.. 336 Day of judgment, day of wonders. . 37G Dear as thou wert, and justly dear . 370 Dear brethren, come draw near to God 421 Dear Refuge of my weary soul 477 Death cannot make our souls afraid. 364 Delay not, delay not, 0 sinner, draw 305 Descending down into the flood 208 Did Christ o'er sinners weep 412 Didst thou, Lord Jesus, suffer shame 250 Do we not know that solemn word .. 210 Earth has a joy unknown in heaven 389 Eternal God of love and power 30 1 Eternal Source of every joy! 155 Eternal Wisdom, 'thee we praise. . . . 134 Exalted Prince of Life, we own .... 92 Far from these narrow scenes of . . . . 308 Father, how wide thy glory shines. . 119 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 15 Taze Father, I know thy ways are just. .. 174 Father, is not thy promise pledg'd. . 333 Father of all, thy care we bless Father of all, we bow to thee 419 Father of Mercies, in thy word 140 Father, whate'er of earthly bliss . . . 175 Few are thy days and full of wo . . . 371 Firm as the earth thy gospel stands. 102 For me, oh did my Saviour bleed. . . l~ Forgiveness! 'tis a joyful sound.. .. 377 Fountain of mercy, God of love. . . . Friend after friend departs 3G9 From all that dwell below the skies.. 121 From every stormy wind that blows. 172 From Greenland's icy mountains.. . 337 From the cross uplifted high 322 From the regions of love 35 From whence does this union arise.. 235 Glorious things of thee are spoken. 195 Glory, glory everlasting. 107 Glory, glory to our King ! 106 Glory to God who reigns above 160 Glory to thee, my God, this night. .. 359 Go, and the Saviour's grace proclaim 231 Go on, you pilgrims, while below. . . l7_ Go with thy servant, Lord 326 God from the dead has rais'd his Son 415 God, in the gospel of his Son 319 God is the fountain whence 103 1G TABLE OF FIRST LINES. God moves in a mysterious way. . . . 144 (rod of my life, my morning song. . God of the morning, at thy voice ... 349 God struck the first-born dead 439 God with us! 0 glorious name Grace ! 'tis a charming sound 470 Great God, the nations of the earth . Great God, thy penetrating eye Great God, to thee my ev'ning e Great God, we sing that mighty band 4*;7 Great God, where'er we pitch our. . . Great is the Lord our God 203 Great was the day, the joy was great Guide me, 0 thou great Messiah. . .. 506 Had I ten thousand gifts beside 238 Had I the tongues of Greeks and. . . 448 Hail, gracious heav'nly Prince 402 Hail, mighty Jesus! how divine. . . . Hail ! morning known among the . . Hail to the Lord's anointed 43 Hail to the Prince of Life and Peace 86 Hail the blest morn 34 Hail the day that saw him rise 417 Hail, thou long expected Jesus 44 Happy the child whose tender year- Happy the city where their sons. . . . 158 Happy the 6aints whose lot is cast., l^t Happy the souls to Jesus join'd. . . . 104 Hark ! how the gospel trumpet sounds 4^4 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 17 Tape Hark ! ten thousand harps and voices 110 Hark! the glad sound, the Saviour. 39 Hark ! the herald angels sing 42 Hark ! the voice of love and mercy. 56 Hear, 0 sinner ! mercy hails you ... 315 Hear the royal proclamation 297 Heaven has confirm'd the dread. . . . 36G He dies, the Friend of sinners dies . . 55 He who on earth as man was known 485 Here, at thy table, Lord, we meet . . 225 Here, Saviour, we would come 212 Hosanna ! let us join to sing 73 Hosanna to our conquering King. . . 110 Hosanna to the Church's Head .... 426 Hosanna to King David's Son 443 Hosanna with a cheerful sound .... 354 How are thy servants blest, 0 Lord. 148 How beauteous are their feet 325 How blest the righteous when he dies 371 How bright these glorious spirits. . . 396 How bless'd are they who always . . 406 How charming is the place 181 How firm a foundation 171 How free and boundless is the grace 288 How happy are they who their .... 379 How happy is the child who hears . . 410 How happy is the Christian's state . 380 How happy they who know the Lord 167 How honour'd is the place 185 How much the drooping hearts revive 274 9 18 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. Page How painfully pleasing the fond . . . 501 How pleased and blest was 1 345 How pleasing to behold and see. . . . 227 How precious is the Book Divine. . . 140 How shall I my Saviour set forth . . How shall the young secure their . . How short and hasty is our life .... How still and peaceful is the grave. 450 How sweet, howheav'nly is the sight *_ 2 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 4^7 How tender is thy hand How vain are all things here below. 433 How various and how new 159 Ho ! ye that thirst, a living fount . . 309 Hungry, and faint, and poor 1S1 Humble souls, who seek salvation . . 211 I know that my Redeemer lives. . . . 282 I love thy kingdom, Lord 183 If life's pleasures charm you Ill praise my Maker while I've bread] I'm not asham'd to own my Lord . . 267 Immortal God ! on thee we call .... 427 In all my Lord's appointed ways. . . 481 In all my ways, 0 God 140 In ev'ry trouble sharp and strong . . 171 Infinite excellence is thine 90 In Jordan's tide the Baptist stands. 42 In thy name, O Lord, assembling . . I sing th' almighty power of God . . 446 TABLE OF FIR.ST LINES. 19 :he Lord, enthroned in light. . I would not lire always 278 • ah reigns: he dwell Jehovah reigns: his throne is high. 161 Jerusalem my happy home 400 s, and shall it ever be 279 a cometh from Galilee to Jordan 510 epherd of thy sheep. 269 Jesus, hail ! enthroned in glory .... 108 - has died that I might liv; 247 I, I love thy charming name.. . 25£ Jesus, I my cross have taken 504 i, in thee our eyes behold a, in thy transporting name. . . . B invites his sairr.s 224 -. is gone above the skies 228 Jesus, lover of my soul 450 i, mighty King in Zion . . . to heaven is gone. . . . s, my Lord, how rich thy grace _ 5 is, my love, my chief delight. . . 241 Jens, once for sinners slain 99 i Lord, ascend thy throne . - shall reign where'er the sun . 81 J ssofl, thou art the sinner's friend. . 239 • blessings are not few .... 290 hail thee Is Join ill the glorious names 253 29 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. Page Join, all who love the Saviour's name 254 Join, ev'ry tongue, to praise the Lord 457 Joy is a fruit that will not grow .... 452 Kindred in Christ, for his dear sake 219 King Jesus, reign for evermore 90 Let Avarice from shore to shore , . . 142 Let all the earth their voices raise. . 454 Let Christians all agree 233 Let children that would fear the Lord 405 Let ev'ry mortal ear attend 289 Let not your hearts with anxious . . 386 Let others boast their ancient line. . 388 Let plenteous grace descend on those 215 Let thoughtless thousands choose . . 421 Let us sing the King Messiah 112 Life is the time to serve the Lord . . 294 Lift up your heads, eternal gates ... 76 Light of them that sit in darkness. . 329 Like Noah's weary dove 307 Like sheep we went astray 60 Lo ! he comes with clouds descending 374 Lo ! the stone is roll'd away 437 Lo ! Wisdom stands with smiling face 308 Lo ! what a glorious sight appears. . 395 Long as I live I'll praise thy name . 261 Look, ye saints : — the sight is glorious 104 Lord, all I am is known to thee .... 245 Lord, am I thine — entirely thine . . . 216 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 21 Page Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing. . 492 Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear 188 Lord, in thy presence here we meet. 432 Lord, let thy goodness lead our land 462 Lord, now we part in thy blest name 185 Lord of my life, 0 may thy praise . . 347 Lord, send thy servants forth 457 Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray 3G3 Lord, we adore thy conqu'ring grace 280 Lord, we adore thy vast designs. . . . 161 Lord, we come before thee now .... 343 Lord, we expect a day 424 Lord, what a wretched land is this . 175 Lord, what is man? Extremes how 444 Lord, when together here we meet. . 182 Lord, when thou didst ascend on high 77 Lord, while for all mankind we pray 461 May the grace of Christ our Saviour 497 Mistaken Boole that dream of heaven 418 Morning breaks upon the tomb 61 Mortals! awake, with angels join .. 37 My Christian friends in bonds of love 397 My God, how endless is thy love . . . 350 My God, my heart with love inflame 495 My God, my portion, and my love. . 422 My God, the spring of all my joys . 507 My gracious Redeemer I love 260 My helper, God, I bless his name . . 157 My Prophet thou, my heavenly guide 252 22 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. Pag* My Son, know thou the Lord 451 My spirit looks to God alone 176 My times of sorrow and of joy 166 Not all the blood of beasts 110 Not all the nobles of the earth 428 No change of time shall ever shock. 124 Nor eye hath seen, nor ear hath heard 471 Not to the terrors of the Lord 193 Now be my heart inspired to sing. . . Ill Now begin the heav'nly theme 262 Now for a song of lofty praise 74 Now is the accepted time 300 Now from the altar of our hearts . . .. 360 Now let each happy guest 226 Now let our cheerful eyes survey. . .. 114 Now let our mournful songs record.. 59 Now may the God of peace and love 341 0 bless the Lord, my soul 242 0 for a heart to praise my God 413 0 for a shout of sacred joy 75 0 for a thousand tongues to sing — 507 O God of Bethel by whose hand 145 O God ! our help in ages past 146 O God, thy gifts of tender love 357 O happy children who follow Jesus.. 236 O happy is the man who hears 314 O happy they who know the Lord . . 244 O how divine, how sweet the joy. . .. 216 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 23 Page 0 how I love thy holy law 143 0 in the morn of life when youth. .. 408 0 Jesus, my Saviour, in thee I am , . 508 0 Jesus, the giver of all we enjoy. . 96 0, Jesus ! the glory, the wonder. .. . 117 0 land of rest, for which I sigh. ... 413 0 Lord, and will thy pard'ning love. 205 0 Lord! thy mercy, my sure hope.. 125 0 Lord, we in thy footsteps tread. .. 214 0 Lord ! when faith with fixed eyes. 251 0 love, beyond conception great. . . . 320 O love divine, how sweet thou art !... 490 O praise the Lord ! and thou, my soul 127 O render thanks to God above 124 O that the Lord's salvation 456 O thou Fount of ev'ry blessing 264 O thou in whose presence my soul. . 500 O thou to whom all creatures bow . . 122 O thou my light, my life, my joy. . . 440 O thou, who once on Israel's ground 456 O turn you ! O turn you, for why . . . 317 O what a blessed morn 33 O what amazing words of grace. . . . 287 O when shall I see Jesus 265 O where shall rest be found 470 O with what pleasure we behold .... 218 O you immortal throng , 79 O'er the gloomy hills of darkness. . . 194 Our fathers ! where are they 409 24 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. Tage One glance of thine, eternal Lord. .. 373 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand. . 385 Our Lord is risen from the dead. ... 74 Once more before we part 340 Once more, my soul, the rising day.. 349 Our souls are in the Saviour's hand. 277 Our Saviour bowed beneath the wave 511 Our souls by love together knit 236 Our spirits join to praise the Lamb.. 225 On Tabor's top the Saviour stood 48 On thee, each morning, 0 my God. . 354 On the mountain's top appearing 474 Onward, onward, men of heaven 338 Onward speed thy conquering flight. 475 One there is above all others 256 On Zion's glorious summit stood 393 On Zion, his own holy mount 299 Pluxg'd in a gulf of dark despair. . 390 Praise you the Lord 120 Proclaim, says Christ, my wondrous 208 Haise your triumphant songs 121 Rejoice, believers in the Lord 429 ' Rejoice, my soul still in the Lord . . 246 Rejoice, 0 Earth ! the Lord is King 93 Rejoice — the Lord is King 94 Remark, my soul, the narrow bound 156 " Remember thy Creator" 411 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 25 Page Return, 0 wand'rer, now return . . . 309 Reform, and be imrners'd Rise, gracious God, and shine 325 Rise, 0 my soul ! pursue the path. . 277 Rock of Ages, cleft for me 420 Roll on, thou mighty ocean 476 Safely through another week 179 Salvation ! 0, the joyful sound 116 Saviour, breathe an evening blessing 361 See how the rising sun 358 See the leaves around us failing. . . . 404 See what a living stone 192 Serene I laid me down 353 Shout, for the blessed Jesus reigns . 98 Shout the glad tidings ! exultingly . 201 Since all the varying scenes of time 163 Since I ca.n read my title clear 275 Sing to the Lord a new-made song . 82 Sinners, come and taste with me . . . 305 Sinners, hear your Lord and Saviour 306 Sinners, turn — why will you die . . . 303 Sinners, will you scorn the message 323 So let your lips and lives express. . . 328 Songs of praise awoke the morn . . . 505 Softly now the light of day 362 Stand up and bless the Lord 327 Stern Winter throws his icy chains. 464 Stop, poor sinner, stop and think . . 302 26 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. Page Swell the anthem, raise the song. . . 458 Sweet the moment, rich in blessing. 435 That glorious day is drawing nigh. 198 Teach me the measure of my days . 468 Teach us in time of deep distress . . 173 The angels that watch'd round the . 62 The Book of Nature open lies 129 The chariot ! the chariot 434 The day is past and gone 358 The food on which thy children live 415 The God of harvest praise 459 The happy morn is come 71 The icy chains that bound the earth 153 The King of heav'n his table spreads 291 The Lord is ris'n indeed 69 The Lord is the fountain of goodness 313 The Lord Jehovah reigns 101 The Lord of glory is my light 168 The Lord of lords and King of kings 491 The Lord, who rules the world's 152 The man is ever blest 423 The morning light returns 355 The Prince of Salvation in triumph 316 The Prince of salvation is coming. . 200 The race that long in darkness pined 45 The rich memorials of thy grief . . . 229 The Saviour ris'n to-day we praise . 67 The Saviour ! 0 what endless charms 128 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 27 Page The Son of Man they did betray. . . 494 The spacious firmament on high . . . 131 The true Messiah now appears .... 40 There is a calm for those that weep 367 There is a fountain filFd with blood 387 There is a God — all nature speaks . 138 There is an hour of peaceful rest . . 416 There is an hour of hallow' d peace. 473 There is a land of pure delight .... 399 There is a land of pleasure 493 There is a place where my hopes are 442 There is no path to heav'nly bliss . . 243 There is a world of perfect bliss . . . 471 There's no name among men nor . . 385 There's not a star whose twinkling . 133 There's joy in heav'n, and joy on . . 217 This is a precious book indeed 403 This is the day the first ripe sheaf. . 65 This is the word of truth and love. . 318 This Lord is the Lord we adore .... 102 This world can never give 425 Thou art gone to the grave 411 Thou art our Shepherd, glorious God ! 184 Thou art the Way — to thee alone... 249 Thou sweet gliding Kedron, by thy.. 445 Thou that dost my life prolong 351 Though troubles assail 148 Through all the dangers of the night 488 Through endless years thou art the.. 135 28 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. l\oge Thus far the Lord has led me on 362 Thy goodness, Lord, our souls eonfese 1 37 Thy kingdom, Lord, for ever Btands. L62 Thy presence, everlasting God 158 Thy way, 0 Lord, is in the sea 150 Thy worthiness is all our song 113 Time is winging us away 437 'Tis done, the great transaction's done 215 " 'Tis Finished," the Redeemer cries 427 rTifl God the Father we adore 212 'Tis darkness here, but Jesus smiles. 49G 'Tis midnight ; and on Olive's brow. 52 'Tis not the law of ten commands. . 257 'Tis religion that can give 429 To Christ, the Lord, let ev'ry tongue 178 To-day, if you will hear his voice . . 296 To God the mighty Lord 438 To Him from whom our blessings. . . 4'1>i> To Him that lov'd the sons of men... 85 To Him who did salvation bring. ... 97 To our Redeemer's glorious name. . . 245 To praise the ever bounteous Lord . . 154 To spend one sacred day 190 To thee let my first off'rings rise 152 'Twas God who fix'd the rolling. . . . 135 ;Twas on that night, when doom'd to 57 'Twas on that night, that doleful. . .. 58 ,rTwas the commission of our Lord... 207 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 29 Prvre Cn*to our God, on Judah's hills 335 Upon the banks of Jordan stood 40 Vital spark of heavenly flame 3C4 AVanderer from God, return, return. 321 We bless the Prophet of the Lord. . . 118 "We love thy name, we love thy laws 211 "Welcome, thou well-beloved of God. 218 "We sing the Saviour's wondrous death 54 "Weeping sinners, dry your tears 324 "We've no abiding city here 435 What could your Redeemer do 293 "What equal honours shall we bring.. 107 What glory gilds the sacred page 139 What poor, despised company 382 "What, poor sinner, means this sadness 306 "What shall I render to my God 189 What though no flow'rs the fig-tree.. 146 When all thy mercies, 0 my God 151 When blooming youth is snatch'd. . . 368 When brighter suns and milder skies 463 When Israel through the desert ... 141 When I survey the wondrous cross... 224 When languor and disease invade. . . 170 When marshall'd on the nightly 449 When overwhelmed with grief 169 When the King of Kings comes 392 When verdure clothes the fertile vale 4G2 30 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. Page When we the sacred grave survey ... 61 Where'er a sinner turns to God 292 While humble shepherds watch'd... 36 While in this sacred rite of thine 511 While thee I seek, protecting power. 414 While we the empty tomb survey 347 Who can describe the joys that rise. 219 Who has our report believed ? 498 Why do we mourn departing friends 367 Why should we start and fear to die 447 Why stand you here idle, my friends, 312 With earnest longings of the mind... 168 With glory clad, with strength 125 With Israel's God who can compare? 121 With joy we meditate the grace. . . . 248 With my substance I will honour. . . 256 With one consent let all the earth. . . 177 With songs of grateful praise 331 With thee, great God, the stores of.. 348 With willing hearts we tread 204 Wisdom divine ordain'd the plan 300 Within thy house, 0 Lord, our God.. 345 Ye men and angels, witness 223 Ye servants of the Lord 329 Ye that obey th' immortal King. . . . 188 Ye who in his courts are found 322 Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor. 310 Yes, the Redeemer rose 66 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 81 Page Yes, we trust the day is breaking. . . 473 You boundless realms of joy 132 You glittering toys of earth, adieu . . 259 You messengers of Christ 334 You servants of God 332 Young children once to Jesus came.. 404 Zion stands with hills surrounded . . . 202 PSALMS. PSALM 1. 6's,8's. 0, what a blessed morn That brought the news from heav'n ! To us a child is born, To us a son is giv'n ! The sweetest news that ever came, We'll sing, though all the world should blame. The long-expected morn Has dawn'd upon the earth ; The Saviour Christ is born, And angels sing his birth : We'll join the bright seraphic throng, We'll share their joys, and swell their song. 0 'tis a lofty theme, Supplied by angels' tongues ! All other subjects seem Unworthy of our songs. This sacred theme has boundless charms, It fills, it captivates, it warms. 3 33 34 PSALMS. Now sing of peace divine, Sing of good-will to man ; No wisdom, Lord, but thine, Could form the gracious plan ; Could find a way to save the lost, Thyself not ceasing to be just. Give praise to God on high, With angels round his throne ; Give praise to God with joy ; Give praise to God alone ; 'Tis meet his saints their songs should raise, And give the Saviour endless praise. PSALM 2. P. M. Hail the blest morn ! when the great Mediator Down from the regions of glory descends ! Shepherds, go worship the babe in the manger; Lo ! for your guide the bright angel attends ! Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thy aid: Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining, Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall; Angels adore him in slumbers reclining, Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all! PSALMS. 35 Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion, Odors of Eden, and offerings divine; Gems from the mountain, and pearls from the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine ? Vainly we offer earth's richest oblation, Vainly with gold would his favor secure; Richer, by far, is the heart's adoration, Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor! Brightest and best, &c. PSALM 3. P. M. From the regions of love, lo ! an angel descended, And told the strange news how the babe was at- tended ; Go, shepherds, and visit the wonderful stranger; Sea yonder bright star ! there's your Lord in a manger. CHORUS. Hallelujah to the Lamb who has bled for our pardon, We' U praise him again ichen ire pass over Jordan! Glad tidings I bring unto you and each narion! Glad tidings of joy — now behold your salvation ; Then suddenly multitudes raise their glad voices, And shout hallelujahs, while heaven rejoices ! Xow glory to God in the highest be giv'n, All glory to God is re-echoed from heaven ; Around the whole earth let us tell the glad story, And sing of his love, his salvation, and glory. 36 PSALMS. 0 Jesus ! ride on, thy kingdom is glorious ; Oyer sin, death, and hell, thou'lt make us vic« torious ! Thy banner unfurl — let the nations surrender, And own thee their Saviour, their Lord, and De- fender! [Hallelujah to the Lamb, &c. PSALM 4. C. M. While humble shepherds watch'd their In Bethlehem's fields by night, [flocks An angel sent from heav'n appear'd, And fill'd the fields with light. "Fear not," he said, (for great alarm Had seiz'd their troubled mind,) "Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you and all mankind. "To you, in David's town, this day Is born, of David's line, The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord, And this shall be the sign : — "The heav'nly babe you there shall find, To human view display'd, All meanly wrapp'd in swaddling bands, And in a manger laid." Thus spoke the seraph, and forthwith Appear'd a shining throng Of angels, praising God ; and thus Address'd their joyful song: — PSALMS. 37 " All glory be to God on high, And to the earth be peace ! Good- will abounds to men below, That never more shall cease \" PSALM O. C. M. Mortals ! awake, with angels join, And chant the cheerful lay; Ljvp, joy, and gratitude combine To hail the auspicious day. In heav'n the rapt'rous song began, And sweet seraphic fire Through all the shining legions ran, And swept the sounding lyre. The theme, the song, the joy was new To each angelic tongue ; Swift through the realms of light it flew, And loud the echo rung. Down through the portals of the sky The pealing anthem ran, And angels flew with eager joy To bear the news to man. Hark ! the cherubic armies shout, And glory leads the song. Peace and salvation swell the note Of all the heav'nly throng. 38 PSALMS. With joy the chorus we'll repeat, "Glory to God on high! Good-will and peace are now complete — Jesus was Lorn to die \" Hail, Prince of Life ! for ever hail ! Redeemer — brother — friend ! Though earth, and time, and life shall fail, Thy praise shall never end. PSALM 6. L. M, Behold the woman's promised seed ! Behold the great Messiah come ! Behold the Prophets all agreed To give him the superior room ! Abrah'm, the saint, rejoic'd of old, When visions of the Lord he saw ; Moses, the man of God, foretold This great fulhller of his law. T'he types bore witness to his name, Obtain' d their chief design, and ceas'd- The incense and the bleeding lamb, The ark, the altar, and the priest. Predictions in abundance join To pour their witness on his head : Jesus, we bow before thy throne, And own thee as the promis'd seed. PSALMS. 39 PSALM 7. C. It. Hark ! the glad sound, the Saviour's come ! The Saviour promised long ! Let ev'ry heart prepare a throne, And ev'ry voice a song. On him the Spirit, largely pour'd, Exerts his sacred fire ; Wisdom and might, and zeal and love, His holy breast inspire. He comes the prisoners to release, In Satan's bondage held, The gates of brass before him burst, The iron fetters yield. He comes, from thickest shades of night To clear the inward sight, And on the eyeballs of the blind To pour celestial light. He comes the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure, Aod from the treasures of his grace T' enrich the humble poor. Our glad Hosannas, Prince of Peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim ; And heavVs eternal arches ring With thy beloved name. 40 PSALMS. PSALM 8. C. M. The true Messiah now appears, The types are all withdrawn ; So fly the shadows and the stars Before the rising dawn. Now smoking sweets, and bleeding lambs, And kids, and bullocks slain, — Incense and spice of costly names, Would all be burnt in vain. Aaron must lay his robes away, His mitre and his vest, When God's own Son comes down to be The off'ring and the priest. He took our mortal flesh to show The wonders of his love ; For us he paid his life below, And pleads for us above. PSALM 9. C. M. john's baptism. Upon the banks of Jordan stood The great reformer, John, And pointed to the Lamb of God, The long-expected one. PSALMS. 41 He loud proclaini'd the coming reign, And told them to reform, If they God's favor would obtain, And shun the gath'ring 6torm. He bade all those who did repent, Forthwith to be immers'd, Assuring them that God had sent The message he rehears'd. Forsake jour sins, the Baptist said, That you may be forgiv'n ; Forsake them now, and be immers'd, For near's the Reign of heav'n. Thus did the man of God prepare A people for the Lord ; To him did all the Jews repair, Who trusted in his word. But now the reign of God has come, That reign of grace below, And Jesus reigns upon God's throne, Remission to bestow. He bids all nations look to him, As Prince of Life and Peace ; And offers pardon to all them Who now accept his grace. 42 PSALMS. PSALM 10. 6 times S. HIS BAPTISM. In Jordan's tide the Baptist stands, Immersing the repenting Jews ; The Son of God the rite demands, Nor dares the holy man refuse : Jesus descends beneath the wave, The emblem of his future grave ! But, lo ! from yonder op'ning skies, What beams of dazzling glory spread ! Dove-like the Holy Spirit flies, And lights on the Redeemer's head : Amaz'd they see the power divine Around the Saviour's temples shine. Then does the Father loud proclaim, In audience of the wond'ring crowd ; Attend, all nations ; hear the name His Father gave : he spoke aloud : This is my well-beloved Son ! I see well pleas'd what he has done ! PSALM 11. 7's. Hark ! the herald angels sing, Glory to the new-born King : Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled. PSALMS. 43 Joyful, all you nations, rise, Join the triumph in the skies, With the heavenly host proclaim*, Christ is born in Bethlehem. Hail ! thou heav'n-born Prince of Peace, Hail ! thou Sun of Righteousness, Ris'n with healing in thy wings, Life and light thy rising brings. PSALM 12. 7's,6's. Hail to the Lord's Anointed ! Great David's greater Son ; Hail in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun ! He comes to break oppression ; To set the captive free ; To take avray transgression, And rule in equity. He comes with succor speedy To those who suffer wrong ; To help the poor and needy, And bid the weak be strong ; To give them songs for sighing, Their darkness turn to light, Whose souls, condemned and dying, Were precious in his sight. 44 PSALMS. He shall come down like showers Upon the fruitful earth, And I6ve and joy, like flowers, fepnng in his path to birth : before him, on the mountains, Shall peace, the herald, go • And righteousness in fountains From hill to valley flow. To him shall pray'r unceasing And daily vows ascend ; His kingdom still increasing, A kingdom without end: The tide of time shall never His covenant remove ; His name shall stand for ever : That name to us is — Love. PSALM 13. 8'sand7's. Hail, thou long-expected Jesus, Born to set thy people free ; Thou from sin and fear released us Make us find our rest in thee. Israel's strength and consolation, Hope of all thy saints thou art ; Long desired of ev'ry nation, Joy of ev'ry waiting heart. PSALMS. 45 Born thy people to deliver, Born a child, yet Christ the King ; Born to reign in us for ever, Now thy gracious kingdom bring. By thy word and blessed Spirit Rule in all our hearts alone ; By thy all-sufficient merit Raise us to thy glorious throne Now we wait for thy appearing, From the realms of bliss above ; With thy word each other cheering, Save us, Prince of Peace and Love Mighty God ! Eternal Father ! Now we glorify thy name ; Lord of all created nature, Men and angels' noblest theme. PSALM 14. C. M. The race that long in darkness pined Have seen a glorious light ; The people dwell in day, who dwelt In death's surrounding night. To hail thy rise, thou better Sun ! The gathering nations come, Joyous, as when the reapers bear The harvest treasures home. 46 PSALMS. To us a child of hope is born, To us a Son is giv'n ! Him shall the tribes of earth obey — Him, all the hosts of heav'n. His name shall be the Prince of Peace, For evermore ador'd, The Wonderful, the Counsellor, The great and mighty Lord. His power, increasing, still shall spread- His reign no end shall know — Justice shall guard his throne above, And peace abound below. PSALM 15. L. M. Behold the well of life appears, Sought for by men four thousand years ! Tell all mankind — let ev'ry gale • Bear round the earth the pleasing tale. Bid each diseased soul come here ; You lame, you blind, you sick, draw near! Behold, this true medic'nal stream Heals maladies of ev'ry name ! The blind rejoice to see the sun, The lame lay by their crutch and run : Hark! from the dumb man's loosen'd tongue Breaks forth the raptur'd, grateful sona! PSALMS. 4 J The deaf too taste, and wond'ring hear, The joyful sound salutes their ear ; The feeble drink the healing stream, And vigor shoots through all their frame. This stream shall all our wants supply ; Impoverish'd souls, why should you die ! The Spirit says, "Whoever will, May hither come and drink his fill." Let the glad tidings reach the dead ; This river runs through death's dark shade: Where'er it comes, this living spring Gives life and health to every thing. You thirsty souls, no more complain ; Our God has smote the rock again ; At Calvary the stream ran down From the pierc'd side of God's own Son ! While through life's barren waste we stray, This stream shall follow all the way ! Best flow'rs shall spring where'er it flows, And deserts blossom as the rose ! What though the desert's heat annoy, These waters still renew our joy; And while we drink this -cheering spring, Upon its bank we sit and sing. 48 PSALMS. PSALM 16. C. M. THE TRANSFIGURATION. On Tabor's top the Saviour stood With Peter, James, and John ; And while he talk'd of Calv'ry there, His face resplendent shone. While on his sufferings he conyers'd, And spoke of griefs to come, His countenance assum'd a light Much brighter than the sun. In dazzling brightness all array'd Jesus transfigured stands, From heav'n descends the man who gave To Israel God's commands. Elijah, too, of burning zeal, Who did that law restore, Appeared with Moses on this mount And talked his sufferings o'er. Transported with this glorious scene, The witnesses exclaim, 'Tis good, Lord, with such guests to dwell : Here let us still remain. Three tents with joyful hands we'll raise, And place them side by side, For these celestials, and for thee, And here let us abide. c PSALMS. 49 While thus they spoke, a cloud descends And takes them from their sight ; But Jesus yet remains with them, The Father's chief delight. This is my Son, his voice declares, Hear him in all he says, Not Moses nor Elijah now Shall guide you in my ways. With joy this more illustrious guide Henceforth we'll glad obey, Till we behold the glorious light Of an eternal day. PSALM 17. L. M. Christ's entry into Jerusalem. Awake, 0 Zion's daughter ! rise ; Shake off your dust, no more repine ; Let gladness sparkle in your eyes, In all your fairest garments shine ! Behold, your King, expected long, In humble pomp at length appears ; Amidst yon praising infant throng His meek, majestic head he rears. No fiery steed he rides : he sways No tinsel rod of earthly reign ; A colt, ne'er us'd till now, conveys To you yexn lowly Prince divine. 4 50 PSALMS. Here's no vain crowd, no gaudy show ; Babes taught of Heav'n resound hia praise, His path the Galileans strow With branches of triumphant peace. The blind and lame, by him reliev'd, His saving light and strength proclaim ; His foes with shame and spite are griev'd To see his works and hear his fame. Hosanna ! thronging myriads shout, Jehovah brings salvation nigh ! Hosanna ! ev'ry babe cries out, Jehovah, send posterity ! To him who, in Jehovah's name, Draws nigh to save, all praise belongs, Peace reigns in heaven, with every beam Of glory in the highest ones. Salvation sing to David's Son ! All blessings sing to Israel's King ! His kingdom blessed be alone, And bless'd the people of his reign. In all the earth how worthy is, 0 Lord our God, thy glorious name ! From infant lips thou perfect'st praise, Thy strength, to put thy foes to shame I PSALMS. 51 PSALM 18. C. M. Dark was the night, and cold the ground On which the Lord was laid ; His sweat like drops of blood ran down ; In agony he pray'd, — 14 Father, remove this bitter cup, If such thy sacred will ; If not, content to drink it up, Thy pleasure I fulfil." Go to the garden, sinner ; see Those precious drops that flow ; The heavy load he bore for thee ; For thee he lies so low. Then learn of him the cross to bear ; Thy Father's will obey ; And, when temptations press thee near, Awake to watch and pray. PSALM 19. C. M. And did the holy and the just, The Sovereign of the skies, Stoop down to wretchedness and dust That guilty man might rise ! Yes, the Redeemer left his throne, His radiant throne on high ; Surpassing mercy ! love unknown ! To suffer, bleed, and die. 52 PSALMS. He took the dying rebel's place, And suffer' d in our stead ; For sinful man — 0 wondrous grace ! For sinful man he bled ! 0 Lord ! what heav'nly wonders dwell In thy most precious blood ? By this are sinners sav'd from hell, And rebels brought to God. PSALM 20. L. M. 'Tis midnight ; and on Olive's brow The star is dimmed that lately shone ; ;Tis midnight ; in the garden now, The suffering Saviour prays alone. 'Tis midnight; and, from all remov'd, The Saviour wrestles lone, with fears ; E'en that disciple whom he lov'd Heeds not his Master's grief and tears 'Tis midnight ; and for others' guilt The man of sorrows weeps in blood ; Yet he that hath in anguish knelt Is not forsaken by his God. 'Tis midnight ; and from ether plains Is borne the song that angels know ; Unheard by mortals are the strains That sweetly soothe the Saviour's woe. PSALMS. 53 PSALM 21. L. M. Behold the blind their sight receive! Behold the dead awake and live ! The dumb speak wonders, and the lame Leap like the hart, and bless his name ! Thus doth the Holy Spirit own And seal the mission of the Son ; The Father vindicates his cause, While he hangs bleeding on the cross. He dies : the heav'ns in mourning stood ; He rises by the power of God: Behold the Lord ascending high, Xo more to bleed, no more to die ! Hence and for ever from my heart I bid my doubts and fears depart ; And to those hands my soul resign, Which bear credentials so divine. PSALM 22. C. M. As on the ^ross the Saviour hung, And groan'd, and bled, and died, He look'd with pity on a wretch That languish'd by his side. The dying thief in Jesus saw A majesty divine ; While scoffing Jews around him stood, And ask'd him for a sign! 54 PSALMS. The kingdom, Lord, is thine, he said ; 'Tis thine o'er men to reign : Thy wondrous works thy lordship prove ; These pains thy love proclaim : Honors divine await thee soon, A sceptre and a crown : With shame thy foes shall yet behold Thee seated on a throne. Then, gracious Lord, remember me ! Is not forgiveness thine ? My crimes have brought me to thy side — Thy love brought thee to mine ! His prayer the dying Jesus hears, And instantly replies, To-day your parting soul shall be With me in paradise. PSALM 23. C. M. We sing the Saviour's wondrous death- He conquer' d when he fell : ?Tis finish' d, said his dying breath, And shook the gates of hell. 'Tis finish'd, our Immanuel cries, The dreadful work is done ; Hence shall his sov'reign throne arise, His kingdom is begun. PSALMS. 55 His cross a sure foundation laid For glory and renown, When through the regions of the dead He pass'd to reach the crown. Raise your devotion, mortal tongues, His praises to record ; Sweet be the accents of your songs To your victorious Lord. Bright angels, strike your loudest strings, Your sweetest voices raise ; Let heav'n and all created things Sound our Immanuel's praise ! PSALM 24. L. M. Hf dies, the friend of sinners dies! Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around ! A solemn darkness veils the skies, A sudden trembling shakes the ground. Here's love and grief beyond degree ; The Lord of glory dies for men ! But, lo ! what sudden joys we see ! Jesus the dead revives again ! The rising Lord forsakes the tomb ! (The tomb in vain forbids his rise !) Cherubic legions guard him home, And shout him welcome to the skies J 56 PSALMS. Break off your tears, you saints, and tell How high our great deliv'rer reigns ; Sing how he spoil' d the hosts of hell, And led the monster Death in chains. Say, "Live for ever, wondrous King! Born to redeem, and strong to save V Then ask the monster, " Where's thy sting? And where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave V' PSALM 25. 8's, 7's, 4's. Hark ! the voice of love and mercy Sounds aloud from Calvary ; See ! it rends the rocks asunder, Shakes the earth, and veils the sky ! It is finished ! Hear the dying Saviour cry. It is finished ! 0 what pleasure Do these precious words afford ! Heav'nly pleasures without measure Flow to us from Christ the Lord ; It is finished ! Saints, the dying words record. • Finish'd all the types and shadows Of the once unfinished law ! Finish'd all that God had promis'd, Death and hell no more shall awe : It is finished! Saints, from this your comfort draw. PSALMS. 57 Tune jour harps anew, you seraphs, Join to sing the pleasing theme ; All on earth and all in heaven, Join to praise Immanuers name : Halleluiah! Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! PSALM 26. L. M. THE LAST SCENES. '"IVas on that night when doom'd to know The eager rage of ev'ry foe, That night in which he was betray'd, The Saviour of the world took bread ; And, after thanks and glory giv'n To him that rules in earth and heav'n, That symbol of his flesh he broke, And thus to all his foll'wers spoke : My broken body thus I give To you, my friends; take, eat, and live; And oft the sacred feast renew, That brings my wondrous love to view. Then in his hands the cup he rais'd, And God anew he thank'd and prais'd ; While kindness in his bosom glow'd, And from his lips salvation flow'd. 58 PSALMS. My blood I thus pour forth, he cries, To cleanse the soul in sin that lies ; In this the covenant is seaPd, And heaven's eternal grace reveal'd. This cup is fraught with love to men ; Let all partake who love my name ; Through latest ages let it pour In mem'ry of my dying hour. PSALM 27. L. M. 'Twas on that night, that doleful night, When powers of earth and hell arose Against God's Son, his chief delight, And he betray'd was to his foes. Before the mournful scene began, He took the bread, and bless'd and broke; What love through all his actions ran ! What wondrous words of grace he spoke 1 This is my body broke for sin : Keceive, and eat the living food : Then took the cup, and bless'd the wine — 'Tis the new cov'nant in my blood. Do this, he said, till time shall end, In mem'ry of your dying friend; Meet at my table^-and record The love of your departed Lord. PSALMS. 59 Jesus, thy love we celebrate, We show thy death, we sing thy name, Till thou return, and we shall eat The marriage-supper of the Lamb ! psalm 28. l. m Now let our mournful songs record The sorrows of our dying Lord, "When he complained in tears and blood, As one forsaken by his God. The Jews beheld him thus forlorn, And shook their heads and laugh'd in scorn: " He rescued others from the grave, Now let him try himself to save. " This is the man did once pretend God was his Father and his friend ; Tf God the blessed lov'd him so, Why does he fail to help him now V 0 ! savage people ! cruel priests ! How they stood round like raging beasts ! Like lion3 gaping to devour, When God had left him in their power ! They wound his head, his hands, his feet, Till streams of blood each other meet; By lot his garments they divide, And mock the pangs in "which he died. 60 PSALMS. But God his Father heard his ery ; Raised from the dead he reigns on high ; The nations learn his righteousness, And humble sinners taste his grace. PSALM 29. S. M. Like sheep we went astray, And broke the fold of God ; Each wandering in a different way, But all the downward road. How dreadful was the hour When God our wanderings laid, And did at once his vengeance pour Upon the Shepherd's head. How glorious was the grace When Christ sustained the stroke ! His life and blood the Shepherd pays, A ransom for the flock. But God hath rais'd his head O'er all the sons of men, And made him see a nuin'rous seed To recompense his pain. " I'll give him," saith the Lord, " A portion with the strong, He shall possess a large reward, And hold his honors long." PSALMS. 61 PSALM 30. 7's. RESURRECTION OF CHRIST. Morning breaks upon the tomb ; Jesus scatters all its gloom ; Day of triumph ! through the skies See the glorious Saviour rise. Ye wjio are of death afraid, Triumph in the scattered shade ; Drive your anxious cares away ; See the place where Jesus lay. Christian, dry your flowing tears ; Chase your unbelieving fears ; Look on his deserted grave ; Doubt no more his power to save. PSALM 31. L. M. When we the sacred grave survey, In which the Saviour deign' d to lie, We see fulfill'd what Prophets say, And all the pow'r of death defy. This empty tomb shall now proclaim How weak the bands of conquered death; Sure pledge that all who trust his name Shall rise and draw immortal breath. 62 PSALMS. Our surety freed declares us free, For whose offences he was seiz'd: In his release our own we see, And joy to see Jehovah pleas'd. Jesus, once numbered with the dead, Unseals his eyes to sleep no more ; And ever lives their cause to plead, For whom the pains of death he bore. Then, though in dust we lay our head, Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave Our flesh for ever with the dead, Nor lose thy children in the grave ! PSALM 32. 8's. The angels that watch' d round the tomb "Where low the Redeemer was laid, "When deep in mortality's gloom He hid for a season his head ; That veil'd their fair face while he slept, And ceas'd their sweet harps to employ, Have witness'd his rising, and swept The chords with the triumphs of joy. You saints, who once languish'd below, But long since have enter'd your rest, I pant to be glorified too, To lean on Immanuel's breast. PSffiU 63 The grave in which J laid 'uried ruy guilt and rny fears ; And while I contemplate its shade, The light of his presence appears. 0 sweet is the season of rest, When life's weary journey is done! The blush that spreads over its ? The last ling'ring ray of its sun ! Though dreary the empire of night, I i m shall emerge from its gkom, And see immortality's light Arise on the shaies of the tomb. Then welcome the last rending sighs. When these aching he;/ ?hall break, When death shall extinguish these eyes. And moisten with dew the pale cheek' N :-rror tne pi I am not mortality's sL The sunbeam of life as it - Leaves a halo of peace on the grave. PSALM 33. r* Christ the Lord is risen to-day! Sons of men and angels say ; and triumphs high; Sing, you heav'ns, and earth reply ! 64 PSALMS. Love's redeeming work is done — Fought the fight — the battle won — Lo ! the Sun's eclipse is o'er ; Lo ! he sets in blood no more. Vain the stone, the watch, the seal ; Christ has burst the gates of hell : Death in vain forbids his rise ; Christ has open'd Paradise. Lives again our glorious King ! Where, 0 death, is now thy sting? Once he died our souls to save — Where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave? Soar we now where Christ has led, FoU'wing our exalted Head ; Made like Him, like Him we rise — Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. What though once we perish'd all, Partners of our parents' fall, Better life we now receive — In our heav'nly Adam live. Hail, thou Lord of earth and heav'n I Praise to thee by both are giv'n ; Thee we greet, triumphant now — Hail ! the resurrection Thou. PSALMS. 65 PSALM 34. C. M. This is the day the first ripe eheaf Before the Lord was wav'd, And Christ, first-fruits of them that slept, Was from the dead received. He rose for them for whom he died, That, like to him, they may Rise when he comes, in glory great, That ne'er shall fade away. This is the day the Spirit came With us on earth to stay — A comforter, to fill our hearts With joys that ne'er decay. His comforts are the earnest sure Of that same heav'nly rest \Vhich Jesus enter'd on, when he Was made for ever blest. This day the Christian church began, Form'd by his wondrous grace ; This day the saints in concord meet, To join in prayer and praise. To nourish faith, and hope, and love, His death they do show forth, His resurrection they record, And glory in his worth. 6 60 PSALMS. This joyful day let us observe ; Redemption's work is done ; The Jewish Sabbaths are no more ; The earthly rest is gone. To heaven's rest we'll follow Him, (His death has pav'd the way,) And there in nobler anthems sing The glad redemption day. PSALM 35. 6's, 4's. Yes, the Redeemer rose : The Saviour left the dead, And o'er his hellish foes High raised his conqu'ring head: In wild dismay, The guards around Fall to the ground, And sink away. Lo ! the angelic bands In full assembly meet, To wait his high commands, And worship at his feet : Joyful they come, And wing their way From realms of day To Jesus' tomb. PSALMS. 07 Then back to heav'n they fly, The joyful news to bear ; Hark ! as they soar on high, What music fills the air : Their anthems say, , Jesus who bled Has left the dead — He rose to-day! You mortals, catch the sound, Redeem' d by him from hell, And send the echo round The globe on which you dwell ; Transported cry, Jesics who hied Has left the dead No more to die I All hail ! triumphant Lord, Who sav'd us by thy blood ; Wide be thy name ador'd, Thou reigning Son of God ! With thee we rise, With thee we reign, And kingdoms gain Beyond the skies. PSALM 36. C. M. The Saviour ris'n to-day we praise In concert with the blest ; For now we see his work complete, And enter into rest. 68 PSALMS. On this first day a brighter scene Of glory was di splay' d By the Creating Word, than when The universe was made. TIe rises who mankind has bought With grief and pain extreme : 'Twas great to speak the worldfrom naught, 'Twas greater to redeem. How vain the stone, the watch, the seal ! Naught can forbid his rise: 'Tis he who shuts the gates of hell, And opens Paradise. Let us his righteousness disclose ; His death and rising show ; Till he return to banish woes, And bless his saints below. PSALM 37. 8's. Behold, the bright morning appears, And Jesus revives from the grave ; His rising removes all our fears, And shows him almighty to save. How strong were his tears and his cries ! The worth of his blood how divine ! How perfect is his sacrifice, Who rose, though he suffered for sin. PSALMS. 09 The man that was crowned with thorns, The man that on Calvary died, The man that bore scourging and scorns, Whom sinners agreed to deride — Now blessed for ever is made, And life has rewarded his pain ; Now glory has crowned his head ; Heav'n sings of the Lamb that was slain. Believing, we share in his joy ; By faith we partake in his rest ; With this we can cheerfully die, For with him we hope to be blest. We wait for his coming again, To raise us to honour and fame ; This glory his* saints shall obtain ; His foes shall be clothed with shame. PSALM 38. S. ftf. " The Lord is ris'n indeed ;" He lives to die no more ; He lives the sinner's cause to plead, Whose curse and shame he bore. " The Lord is ris'n indeed ;" The grave has lost its prey ; With him is ris'n the ransom' d seed, To reign in endless day. 70 PSALMS. " The Lord is ris'n indeed ;" Attending angels, hear ; Up to the courts of heaven, with speed, The joyful tidings bear. Then wake your golden lyres, And strike each cheerful chord ; Join, all ye bright, celestial choirs, To sing our ris'n Lord. PSALM 39. 7's. Angels, roll the rock away ; Death, yield up thy mighty piey: See he rises from the tomb— Rises with immortal bloom! 'Tis the Saviour ; seraphs, raise Your triumphant shouts of praise : Let the earth's remotest bound Hear the joy-inspiring sound. Lift, ye saints, lift up your eyes ; Now to glory see him rise ; Hosts of angels on the road Hail and sing th' incarnate God. Praise him, all ye heavenly choirs, Praise him with your golden lyres ; Praise him in your noblest songs ; Praise him from ten thousand tongues. PSALMS. 71 PSALM 40. II. M. The happy morn is come : Triumphant o'er the grave, The Saviour leaves the tomb, Omnipotent to save : Captivity is captive led ; For Jesus liveth, that was dead. Who now accuseth them, For whom their ransom died ? Who now shall those condemn Whom God hath justified ? Captivity is captive led ; For Jesus liveth, that was dead. Christ hath the ransom paid ; The glorious work is done ; On him our help is laid, By him our vict'ry won : Captivity is captive led ; For Jesus liveth, that was dead. PSALM 41. H. M. Awake, our drowsy souls, And burst the slothful band ; The wonders of this day Our noblest songs demand : Auspicious morn, thy blissful rays Bright seraphs hail, in songs of praise. 72 PSALMS. At thy approaching dawn, Reluctant death resign'd The glorious Prince of life, In dark domains confin'd : Th' angelic host around him bends, And he amid their shouts ascends. All hail, triumphant Lord ; Heaven with hosannas rings ; While earth, in humbler strains, Thy praise responsive sings : " ^Yorthy art thou, who once wast slain, Through endless years to live and reign." Gird on, great Prince, thy sword ; Ascend thy conq'ring car ; "While justice, truth, and love, Maintain the glorious war : Victorious, thou thy foes shalt tread, And sin and hell in triumph lead. PSALM 42. C. M. Blest morn, whose early dawning rays Beheld the Son of God; That saw him triumph o'er the dust, And leave his dark abode. A silent prisoner in the tomb The great Redeemer lay, Till the revolving skies had brought The third, th' appointed day. PSALMS. 73 Hell and the grave unite their force To hold our Lord in vain : The sleeping Conqueror arose, And burst their feeble chain. To thy great name, Almighty Lord, These sacred hours we pay ; And loud hosannas shall proclaim The triumph of the day. Salvation and immortal praise To our victorious King ; Let heaven and earth, and rocks and seas, "With glad hosannas ring. PSALM 43. L. M. Hosanna! let us join to sing The glories of our rising King ; Kecount his deeds of might, and tell How Jesus triumphed when he fell. Soon as the morning's early ray Brings on the third, th' appointed day, Behold the angels cleave the skies, Roll back the stone, and Jesus rise. "With strength immortal forth he comes, And pow'r and life from God resumes ; The days of pain and sorrow past, His triumph shall for ever last. 74 PSALMS. Ilosanna ! sons of men, record The glories of your rising Lord ; The triumphs of the Saviour tell, Who died, and conquer'd when he fell. PSALM 44. L. M. Now for a song of lofty praise To great Jehovah's only Son ; Awake, my voice, in heavenly lays, And tell the wonders he hath done. Sing how he left the worlds of light, And those bright robes he wore above: How swift and joyful was his flight, On wings of everlasting love ! Deep in the shades of gloomy death, Th' almighty Captive prisoner lay ; — Th* almighty Captive left the earth, And rose to everlasting day. Among a thousand harps and songs, Jesus, the Lord, exalted reigns : His sacred name fills all their tongues, And echoes through the heav'nly plains. PSALM 45. L. M. ASCENSION OF CHRIST. Our Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus is gone up on high ; The powers of hell are captive led, Dragged to the portals of the sky. PSALMS. 75 There his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay ; Lift up your heads, you heav'nly gates ! You everlasting doors, give way ! Loose all your bars of massy light, And wide unfold the radiant scene ; He claims those mansions as his right — Keceive the King of glory in ! Who M the King of glory? — Who? The Lord, who all his foes overcame ; The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew, And Jesus is the conqu'ror's name. Lo ! his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay ; Lift up your heads, you heav'nly gates ! You everlasting doors, give way ! Wlw is the King of glory? — Who? The Lord, of boundless might possessed, The King of saints and angels too, Lord over all, for ever blest ! PSALM 46. C. M. 0 for a shout of sacred joy To Christ the sovereign King! Let ev'ry land their tongues employ, And hymns of triumph sing. 76 PSALMS. Jesus, our Lord, ascends on high ; His heav'nly guards around Attend him rising through the sky, "With trumpet's joyful sound. While angels shout and praise their King, Let mortals learn their strains ; Let all the earth his honors sing ; O'er all the earth he reigns. Speak forth his praise with awe. profound; Let knowledge guide the song ; Nor mock him with a solemn sound Upon .a thoughtless tongue. PSALM 47. C. M. Lift up your heads, eternal gates, Unfold, to entertain The King of glory ; — see, he comes With his celestial train. 11 Who is this King of glory ? — Who ?'■ The Lord, for strength renown' d ; In battle mighty, — o'er his foes Eternal Victor crown'd. Lift up your heads, eternal gates, Unfold, to entertain The King of glory ; — see, he comes . With all his shining train. PSALMS. 77 "Who is the King of glory ?— Who ?" The Lord of hosts renown'd ; Of glory he alone is King, Who is with glory crowned. PSALM 48. L. M. Lord, when thou didst ascend on high, Ten thousand angels filPd the sky ; Those heav'nly guards around thee wait, Like chariots, that attend thy state. Not Sinai's mountain could appear More glorious, when the Lord was there : While he pronounc'd his holy law, And struck the chosen tribes with awe. How bright the triumph none can tell, When all the rebel pow'rs of hell, That thousand souls had captive made, Were all in chains, like captives, led. Rais'd by his Father to the throne, He sent his promis'd Spirit down, With gifts and grace for rebel men, That God might dwell on earth again. PSALM 49. C. M. Beyond the glitt'ring starry sky, Which God's right hand sustains, There, in the boundless world of light, Our great Redeemer reigns. 78 PSALMS. Legions of angels, strong and fair, In countless armies shine At his right hand, with golden harps, To offer songs divine. Hail, Prince! they cry, for ever hail! Whose unexampled love Mov'd thee to quit these blissful realms And royalties above! While from the sons of men on earth He suffered rude disdain, They threw their honors at his feet, And waited in his train. Through all his travels here below They did his steps attend ; Oft gaz'd, and wonder'd where at length This scene of love would end. They heard him in the garden groan, And saw his sweat of blood ; They saw his pierced hands and feet Nail'd to the cursed wood. They saw him break the bars of death, Which none e'er broke before, And rise in conq'ring majesty, To stoop to death no more. They brought his chariot from above, To bear him to his throne ; And with a shout exulting cried, The glorious work is done ! PSALMS. 79 PSALM 50. H. M. 0 you immortal throng Of angels round the throne ! Join with oar feeble song To make the Saviour known ; On earth you knew his wondrous grace ; In heav'n you view his beauteous face. You saw the heav'nly child In human flesh array'd, All innocent and mild, While in a manger laid ; And praise to God, and peace on earth, Proclaimed aloud, for such a birth. You in the wilderness Beheld the tempter spoil'd, Well known in ev'ry dress, In ev'ry combat foiPd : And joy'd to crown the Victor's head, Before his frown when Satan fled. Around the bloody tree You press'd with strong desire, That wondrous sight to see — The Lord of life expire ! And could your eyes have known a tear, In sad surprise had dropp'd it there. 80 PSALMS. Around his sacred tomb A willing watch you keep, Till the blest moment come To rouse him from his sleep ; Then roll'd the stone, and all adorM With joy unknown, our rising Lord. When, all array'd in light, The shining Conq'ror rode, You haiPd his rapturous flight Up to the throne of God ; Your golden wings you wav'd around, And struck your strings of sweetest sound, The warbling notes pursue, And louder anthems raise, While mortals sing with you Their own Redeemer's praise. And you, my heart, with equal flame, Perform your part with joy the same. PSALM 51. L. M. DESCENT OF THE HOLT SPIRIT. Great was the day, the joy was great, When the belovM disciples met ; And on their heads the Spirit came, And sat like tongues of cloven flame. PSALMS. 81 What gifts, what miracles he gave ! The power to kill, the power to save, Furnish' d their tongues with wondrous words, Instead of shields, and spears, and swords. Thus arm'd, he sent the champions forth, From East to West, from South to North: Go, and assert your Saviour's cause — Go, spread the myst'ry of his cross! These weapons of the holy war, Of what almighty force they are To make our stubborn passions bow, And lay the proudest rebel low ! The Greeks and Jews, the learn' d and rude, Are by these heav'nly arms subdued ; While Satan rages at his loss, And hates the doctrine of the cross. PSALM 52. L. M. REIGX OF CHRIST. Jesus shall reign where'er the sun Does his successive journeys run, His kingdom spread from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more. To him shall endless prayer be made, And endless praises crown his head ; His name like sweet perfume shall rise With ev'ry morning sacrifice. 6 82 PSALMS. People and realms of ev'ry tongue Dwell on his love with sweetest song ; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on his name. Blessings abound ! Where'er he reigns The joyful prisoner bursts his chains, The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are bless'd. Where he displays his healing power, Death and the curse are known no more ; In him the tribes of Adam boast More blessings than their father lost. Let ev'ry creature rise and bring All grateful honors to our King ; Angels descend with songs again, And earth repeat the loud Amen ! PSALM 53. C. M. Sing to the Lord a new-made song, Who wondrous things has done ; With his right hand and holy arm The conquest he has won. The Lord has through th' astonish'd world Displayed his saving might, And made his righteous acts appear In all the heathen's sight. PSALMS. S3 Of Israel's house his love and truth Have ever mindful been ; Wide earth's remotest parts the power Of Israel's God have seen. Let therefore earth's inhabitants Their cheerful voices raise ; And all, with universal joy, Resound their Maker's praise. Lei the loud ocean roar her joy, With all the seas contain ; The earth, and her inhabitants. Join concert with the main. With joy let riv'lets swell to streams, To spreading torrents they ; And echoing vales from hill to hill Redoubled shouts convey ; To welcome down the world's great Judge, Who does with justice come, And with impartial equity, Both to reward and doom. PSALM 54. 7's. Bright and joyful was the morn When to us a child was born : From the highest realms of heav'n Unto us a Son was giv'n. 84 PSALMS. On his shoulder he shall bear Pow'r and majesty — and wear On his vesture and his thigh Names most awful — names most high. Wonderful in counsel he, Christ th' incarnate Deity, Sire of ages ne'er to cease, King of kings, and Prince of peace. Come and worship at his feet, Yield to him the homage meet ; From his manger to his throne, Homage due to God alone. 85 HYMNS. HYMN 1. C. M. To Him that lov'd the sons of men, And wash'd us in his blood, To royal honors rais'd our heads, And made us priests to God : To him let ev'ry tongue be praise, And ev'ry heart be love; All grateful honors paid on earth, And nobler songs above. Behold, on flying clouds he comes ! His saints shall bless the day ; "While they that pierc;d him sadly mourn, In anguish and dismay. Thou art the First, and thou the Last ; Time centres all in Thee; Almighty Lord, who wast, and art, And evermore shalt be. 86 HYMNS. HYMN 2. L. M. Hail to the Prince of Life and Peace, Who holds the keys of death and hell ! The spacious world unseen is his, The sovereign power becomes him well. In shame and torment once he died ; But now he lives for evermore ; Bow down, you saints, around his seat, And all you angel bands, adore. Live, live for ever, glorious Lord, To crush thy foes and guard thy friends, While all thy chosen tribes rejoice That thy dominion never ends. Worthy thy hand to hold the keys, Guided by wisdom and by love ; Worthy to rule our mortal lives, O'er worlds below and worlds above. When death thy servants shall invade, When pow'rs of hell thy church annoy.. Controlled by thee, their rage shall aid The cause they labor to destroy. For ever reign, victorious King ! Wide through the earth thy name be knoAvn ; And call our longing souls to sing Sublimer anthems near thy throne. HYMNS. 87 HYMN 3. C. M. All hail the power of Jesus' name ! Let angels prostrate fall ; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all. Crown him, you martyrs of our God, Who from his altar eall ; Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, And crown him Lord of all. You chosen seed of Israel's race, A remnant weak and small, Hail him who saves you by his grace, And crown him Lord of all. You Gentile sinners, ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall ; Go, spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all. Babes, men, and sires, who know his love. Who feel your sin and thrall. Now join with all the hosts above, And crown him Lord of all. Lf t ev'ry kindred, f;v'ry tribe, On this terrestrial ball, To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him Lord of all. HYMNS. 0 that with yonder sacred throng We at his feet may fall ! We'll join the everlasting song, And crown him Lord of all. HYMN 4. C. M. D. Christians, keep your armor bright, Rejoice, give thanks, and sing, In union strong together fight ; Hosanna to our King ! Come, laud and magnify his name, Nor let his praises cease ; His ways are ways of pleasantness, And all his paths are peace. We will not act the coward's part, But onward all proceed ; Our Captain shall his grace impart In ev'ry time of need. Great peace have they who love his cause, And on his word rely ; From such as keep his holy laws The enemy will fly. The world and sin may grieve us sore, And rouse our weakest fears ; Our march is but a few days more Through this dark vale of tears. HYMNS. 89 Death may assail, and Satan too, With his opposing pow'rs ; But let ua prove our valor true, The victory is ours. CHORUS. 0 it tvill be glorious, With crowns and palms victorious, And Jesus reigning over us, When our sad warfare's o'er. HYMN 5. L. M. Jesus, we hail thee Israel's King, And now to thee our tribute bring ; Nor do we fear to bow to thee — They worship God who worship thee. Hail, Israel's King, enthroned in light ! Whose glory never shone more bright, Than when (by treacherous friends be- trayed) Thy foes insulting homage paid. Then did admiring angels see Divine forbearance, Lord, in thee ; With emphasis pronounce thee good, And heav'n and earth contrasted stood. An object of contempt beneath, And judged by men to suffer death; By angels own'd, admir'd, ador'd, The great, the everlasting Lord. 90 HYMNS. Reign, mighty King, for ever reign ! Thy cause throughout the world maintain ; Let Israel's King his triumphs spread, And crowns of glory wreath his head ! HYMN 6. L. M. King Jesus, reign for evermore, UnrivalFd in thy courts above ; While we, with all thy saints, adore The wonders of redeeming love. No other Lord but thee we'll know, No other power but thine confess ; "We'll spread thine honors while below, And heav'n shall hear us shout thy grace We'll sing along the heav'nly road That leads us to thy blest abode ; Till with the vast unnumber'd throng We join in heav'n's triumphant song — Till with pure hands and voices sweet, We cast our crowns at Jesus' feet, And sing of everlasting love In never-ending strains above. HYMN 7. C. M. Inttntte excellence is thine, Thou lovely Prince of Grace ! Thy uncreated beauties shine With never-fading rays. HYMNS. 91 Sinners from earth's remotest end Come bending at thy feet ; To thee their prayers and praise ascend — In thee their wishes meet. Thy name, as precious ointment shed, Delights the church around ; Sweetly the sacred odors spread, And purest joys abound. Millions of happy spirits live On thy exhaustless store ; From thee they all their bliss receive, And still thou givest more. Thou art their triumph and their joy: They find their all in thee ; Thy glories will their tongues employ Through all eternity. HYMX 8. C. M. Come, you that love the Saviour's name, And joy to make it known, The Sov'veign of your heart proclaim, And low before his throne. Behold your King, your Saviour, crcwn'd With glories all divine; And tell the wond'ring nations round How bright these glories shine. 92 snore. Infinite power and boundless grace In him unite their rays ; Yen that have seen his lovely face, Can you forbear his praise ? When in the earthly courts we view The beauties of our King, We long to love as angels do, And wish like them to sing. And shall we long and wish in vain ? Lord, teach our songs to rise ! Thy love can animate our strain, And bid it reach the skies. 0 happy period ! glorious day ! When heav'n and earth shall raise. With all their powers, the rapturd lay, To celebrate thy praise. HYMN 9. L. M. Exalted Prince of Life, we own The royal honors of thy throne ; 'Tis fix'd by God's almighty hand, And seraphs bow at thy comma, d. Exalted Saviour, we confess The mighty triumphs of thy grace ; Where beams of gentle radiance shine, And temper majesty divine. HYMNS. Wide thy resistless sceptre sway, Till all thine enemies obey ; Wide let thy cross its virtues prove, And conquer millions by its love ! HYMN 10. P. Iff. Rejoice, 0 Earth! the Lord is King! To him your humble tribute bring ; Let Jacob rise, and Zion sing, And all the world with praises ring, And give to Jesus glory ! 0 may the saints of ev'ry name Unite to serve the bleeding Lamb ! May jars and discords cease to flame, And all the Saviour's love proclaim, And give to Jesus glory 1 We long to see the Christians join In union sweet and love divine, And glory through the churches shine, And Gentiles crowding to the sign, To give to Jesu3 glory ! 0 may the distant lands rejoice, And sinners hear the Bridegroom's voice, While praise their happy tongues employs, And all obtain immortal joys, And give to Jesus glory ! 94 HYMNS. A few more days of pain and wo, A few more suffering scenes below, And then to glory we shall go, Where everlasting pleasures flow, And give to Jesus glory ! Then we shall part and weep no more, When we have met on Canaan's shore. For Zion's warfare now is o'er ; Such shouts were never heard before, And there we'll give him glory ! Then tears shall all be wip'd away, And Christians never go astray ; "When we are freed from cumbrous clay, "We'll praise the Lord in endless day, And give to Jesus glory ! HYMN 11. II. M. Rejoice — the Lord is King ! The Prince of Life adore ; 0 Zion ! shout and sing, And triumph evermore. Lift up your heart, lift up your voice, With gladness great do you rejoice. Jesus the Saviour reigns ; His character is love ; ' "When he had purg'd our sins, He took his seat above : Lift up your heart, lift up your voice, With gladness great do you rejoice. Hl'MNS. 95 His kingdom cannot fail ; He rules o'er earth and heav'n ; The keys of death and hell Are to our Saviour giv'n : Lift up your heart, lift up your voice, With gladness great do you rejoice. He sits at God's right hand, Till all his foes submit, And bow at his command, And fall beneath his feet: Lift up your heart, lift up your voice, "With gladness great do you rejoice. He all his foes shall quell, Shall death itself destroy, And all his people fill With pure celestial joy : Lift up your heart, lift up your voice, With gladness great do you rejoice. Rejoice in glorious hope ; Jesus the Judge shall come, And take his servants up To their eternal home: We soon shall hear th; archangel's voice; The trump of God shall sound, Rejoice ! 96 HYMNS. HYMN 12. li's. 0 Jesus, the giver of all we enjoy ! Our lives to thy honor we wish to employ ; With praises unceasing we'll sing of thy name ! Thy goodness increasing, thy love we'll proclaim. With joy we remember the dawn of that day, When cold as December in darkness we lay ; The sweet invitation W6 heard with surprise, And witness'd salvation to flow from the skies. The wonderful name of our Jesus we'll sing, And publish the fame of our Captain and King, With sweet exultation his goodness we prove ; His name is salvation — his nature is Love. We now are enlisted in Jesus' bless'd cause, Divinely assisted to conquer our foes j His grace will support us till conflicts are o'er, He then will escort us to Zion's bright shore. And when to the regions of glory we rise, And join the bright legions that shout through the skies, We'll tell the glad story of Jesus' kind grace, And give him the glory, and honor, and praise. In this blest employment our spirits shall rest, In sweetest enjoyment on Jesus' own breast, "We'll drink of the streams of Iramanuel's love, And bask in the beams of hi rj glory above. HYMNS. 97 BY.MN 13. P. M. To him who did salvation bring, Wake eVry tuneful power, and sing A song of sweetest praise : His grace diffuses, as the rains Crown nature's now'ry hills and plains And spread a thousand ways. Salvation is the noblest song, 0 may it dwell on ev'ry tongue, And all repeat, Amen ! The Lord will come from heav'n to earth To give his people second birth, And make them one again. We feel redemption drawing near ; We soon in glory shall appear, And be for ever bless' d : His promise never can delay, Our Jesus, on th' appointed day, Will give his people rest. By faith we view him coming down, With angels hov'ring all around ; He smiles upon his saints : He cries aloud in melting strains, 1 come to save you from your pains, ADd end your sore complaints. 7 98 HYMNS. The smiling millions rise and sing, All glory! glory to our King! The Grand Assize is come ! You everlasting doors, fly wide, The church is glorious as a bride, And Jesus takes her home. In all the heav'ns there's not a tear, Nor in the reaims of bliss a fear, But pleasures yet unknown : From heav'n to heav'n we sound the bliss, 0 what a blest abode is this, For ever round the throne ! The joys of heav'n will never end ; All glory to the sinner's Friend ! Roll on, you happy scenes ! You winged seraphs, help us praise The Author of eternal joys ! Our Jesus ever reigns. HYMN 14. L. M. Shout, for the blessed Jesus reigns, Through distant lands his triumphs spread, And sinners, freed from endless pains, Own him their Saviour and their head He calls his chosen from afar, They all at Zion's gate arrive ; Those who were dead in sin before, By reigning grace are made alive. HYMNS. 99 Gentiles and Jews his laws obey, Nations remote their offrings bring, And unconstrain'd their homage pay To their exalted God and King. 0, may his holy church increase, His word and spirit still prevail ; While angels celebrate his praise, And saints his growing glories hail ! Loud hallelujahs to the Lamb, From all below and all above ; In lofty songs exalt his name, In songs as lasting as his love. HYMN 15. 7's. Jesus, once for sinners slain, From the dead was rais'd again ! And in heav'n is now sat down With his Father on his throne. There he reigns, a King supreme ; We shall also reign with him ; Feeble souls, be not dismayed ; Trust in his almighty aid. He hath made an end of sin ; And his blood has wash'd us clean ; Fear not ; he is ever near ; Now, e'en now, he's with us here. 100 HYMNS. Thus assembling, we, by faith, Till he come, show forth his death ; Of his flesh this loaf's the sign, And we view his blood in wine. Saints on earth, with saints above, Celebrate his dying love : And let every ransom'd soul Sound his praise from pole to pole. HYMN 16. ll's. Come, children of Zion and help us to sing Loud anthems of praises to Jesus our King, Whose life once was given our souls to redeem, And bring us to heaven to dwell there with him. Not angels in glory, nor seraphs above Can fathom the ocean of infinite love : Their wisdom can't reach it; they cannot tell why The Sov'reign of angels for sinners should dip. In regions of darkness, death, sorrow, and pains, We all lay in ruin, in prison and chains ; But Jesus has bought us with his precious blood, The ransom provided to biing us to God. 0, why should we linger in regions below, When rivers of pleasure in Paradise flow ? So sweetly they glide through the regions above, And stream ever fresh from the fountain of love. HYMNS. 101 Come, then, my dear brethren, count all things but loss ; Tour treasure's in heaven — don't shrink from the cross : Ye fav'rites of heaven, dear lambs of the fold, Though demons surround you, be faithful and bold. Consider the dangers that lie in your -way, What snares and temptations in this evil day; All this you must suffer, and patient endure Till Jesus shall take us where sufferings are o'er. Then with him in glory we ever shall reign, Deliver' d from sorrow, temptation, and pain, To join with the angels, and spirits divine, In Jesus' own image eternally shine. HYMN 17. S. M. The Lord Jehovah -reigns, Let all the nations fear ; Let sinners tremble at his throne, And saints be humble there. Jesus, the Saviour, reigns, Let earth adore its Lord ; Bright cherubs his attendants wait, Swift to fulfil his word. In Zion stands his throne ; His honors are divine ; His church shall make his wonders known, fur there his glories shine. 102 HYMNS. How holy is his name ! How fearful is his praise ! Justice, and truth, and judgment join In all the works of grace. HYMN 18. C. M. Firm as the earth thy gospel stands, My love, my hope, my trust; If I am found in Jesus' hands, My soul can ne'er be lost. His honor is engag'd to save The meanest of his sheep ; All that his heav'nly Father gave, His hands securely keep. Nor death, nor hell, shall e'er remove His fav'rites from his breast : In the dear bosom of his love They must for ever rest. HYMN 19. 8's. This Lord is the Lord we adore, Our faithful, unchangeable friend, Whose love is as large as his power, And neither knows measure nor end. 'Tis Jesus, the First and the Last, Whose Spirit shall guide us safe home; We'll praise him for all that is past, And trust him for all that's to come. HYMNS. 103 HYMN 20. C. M. Jesus, our Lord, ascend thy throne, And near thy Father sit : In Zion shall thy power be known, And make thy foes submit. What wonders shall thy gospel do ! Thy converts shall surpass The numerous drops of morning dew, And own thy saving grace. Jesus, our Priest, for ever lives, To plead for us above ; Jesus, our King, for ever gives The blessings of his love. God shall exalt his glorious head, And his high throne maintain ; Shall strike the powers and princes dead, Who dare oppose his reign. HYMN 21. 8'sandrs. Crown his head with endless blessing, Who, in God the Father's name, With compassion never ceasing, Comes, salvation to proclaim. 104 HYMNS Lo, Jehovah, we adore thee, — Thee, our Saviour, — thee, our God ; From thy throne let beams of glory Shine through all the world abroad Jesus, thee our Saviour hailing, Thee our God in praise we own ; Highest honors, never failing, Rise eternal round thy throne. Now, ye saints, his pow'r confessing, In your grateful strains adore ; For his mercy, never ceasing, Flows, and flows for evermore. HYMN 22. S% 7's and 4's. Look, ye saints: — the sight is glorious ;- See the man of sorrows now ; From the fight returned victorious, Every knee to him shall bow : Crown him, crown him ; Crowns become the Victor's brow. Crown the Saviour, angels, crown him; Rich the trophies Jesus brings ; In the seat of pow'r enthrone him, While the heavenly concave rings : Crown him, crown him ; Crown the Saviour King of kings. HYMNS. 105 Sinners in derision crown' d him, Mocking thus the Saviour's claim: Saints and angels crowd around him, Own his title, praise his name : Crown him, crown him ; Spread abroad the Victor's fame. Hark ! those bursts of acclamation ! Hark ! those loud, triumphant chords I Jesus takes the highest station ; 0, what joy the sight affords ! Crown him, crown him, King of kings, and Lord of lords. HYMN 23. C. BL Hail, mighty Jesus ! how divine Is thy victorious sword ! The stoutest rebel must resign At thy commanding word. How deep the wounds thine arrows give ! They pierce the hardest heart ; Thy smiles of grace the slain revive, And joy succeeds to smart. Still gird thy sword upon thy thigh ; Ride with majestic sway ; Go forth, great Prince, triumphantly, And make thy foes obey. 106 HYMNS. And, when thy victories are complete,— When all the chosen race Shall round the throne of glory meet To sing thy conq'ring grace, — 0, may my humble soul be found Among that glorious throng : And I with them thy praise will sound In heav'n's immortal song. HYMN 24. 7's and 6's. Glory, glory to our King ! Crowns unfading wreathe his head ; Jesus is the name we sing — Jesus risen from the dead ; Jesus, Victor of the grave ; Jesus, mighty now to save. Now behold him high enthronM, Glory beaming from his face, By adoring angels own'd, God of holiness and grace : 0 for hearts and tongues to sing, Glory, glory to our King ! Jesus, on thy people shine ; Warm our hearts and tune our tongues, That with angels we may join, — Share their bliss, and swell their songs : Glory, honor, praise, and power, Lord, be thine for evermore. HYMNS. 107 HYMN 25. 8% 7% and 4's. Glory, glory, everlasting, Be to Him who bore the cross, Who redeemed our souls by tasting Death, the death deserved by us : Sound his glory While our heart with transport glows. Jesus' love is love unbounded, Without measure, without end ; Human thought is here confounded ; ;Tis too vast to comprehend; Praise the Saviour ; Magnify the sinner's Friend. While we hear the wondrous story Of the Saviour's cross and shame, Sing we, " Everlasting glory Be to God and to the Lamb !" Saints and angels, Give ye glory to his name. HYMX 26. L. M. What equal honors shall we bring To thee, 0 Lord our God, the Lamb, When all the notes that angels sing Are far inferior to thy name ? 108 HYMNS. Worthy is he that once was slain, The Prince of life, that groan'd and died, Worthy to rise, and live and reign At his almighty Father's side. Honor immortal must be paid, Instead of scandal and of scorn ; While glory shines around his head, He wears a crown without a thorn. Blessings for ever on the Lamb, Who bore the curse for wretched man I Let angels sound his sacred name, And ev'ry creature say, " Amen." HYMN 27. 8's and 7's. Jesus, hail ! enthron'd in glory, There for ever to abide ; All the heav'nly host adore thee, Seated at thy Father's side. There for sinners thou art pleading ; There thou dost our place prepare ; Ever for us interceding, Till in glory we appear. Worship, honor, pow'r, and blessing, Thou art worthy to receive ; Loudest praises, without ceasing, Meet it is for us to give. HYMNS. 109 Help, ye bright, angelic spirits ; Bring your sweetest, noblest lays ,• Help to sing our Saviour's merits, Help to chant Immanuel's praise. HYMN 28, C. M. Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne : Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. Worthy the Lamb that died, they cry, To be exalted thus! Worthy the Lamb, our lips reply, For he was slain for us! Jesus is worthy to receive Honor and pow'r divine ; And blessings more than we can give, Be, Lord, for ever thine. Let all who dwell above the sky, On earth, in air, and seas, Conspire to lift thy glories high, And speak thy endless praise. The whole creation join in one, To bless the sacred name Of Him that sits upon the throne, And to adore the Lamb. J 10 HYMNS. HYMN 29. C. M. Hosanna to our conq'ring King ! All hail, incarnate Love ! Ten thousand songs and glories wait To crown thy head above. Thy victories and thy deathless fame Through all the world shall run, And everlasting ages sing The triumphs thou hast won. HYMN 30. S'sandTs. Hark ! ten thousand harps and voiced Sound the note of praise above ; Jesus reigns, and heav'n rejoices ; Jesus reigns, the God of love : See, he sits on yonder throne ; Jesus rules the world alone. Jesus, hail ! whose glory brightens All above, and gives it worth ; Lord of life, thy smile enlightens, Cheers, and charms thy saints on earth: When we think of love like thine, Lord, we own it love divine. HYMNS. Ill King of glory, reign for ever ; Thine an everlasting crown : Nothing from thy love shall sever Those whom thou hast made thine own ; Happy objects of thy grace, Destined to behold thy face. Saviour, hasten thine appearing ; Bring, 0 bring the glorious day, When, the awful summons hearing, Heav'n and earth shall pass away : Then, with golden harps, we'll sing, " Glory, glory to our King." HYMN 31. L. BL Xow be my heart inspired to sing The glories of my Saviour King ; He comes with blessings from above, And wins the nations to his love. Thy Throne, 0 Lord, for ever stands ; Grace is the sceptre in thy hands ; Thy laws and works are just and right, But truth and mercy thy delight. Let endless honors crown thy head ; Let ev'ry age thy praises spread ; Let all the nations know thy word, And ev'ry tongue confess thee Lord. 112 HYMXS. HYMN 32. C. M. Behold the glories of the Lamb Amidst his Father's throne, Prepare new honors for his name, And songs before unknown. Let elders worship at his feet, The church adore around, With vials full of odors sweet, And harps of sweeter sound. Now to the Lamb that once was slain. Be endless blessings paid ; Salvation, glory, joy, remain For ever on thy head ! Thou hast redeem'd our souls with blood, Hast set the prisoners free, Hast made us kings and priests to God, And we shall reign with thee. HYMN DO. 8's, 7's, and 4's. Let us sing the King Messiah, King of Righteousness and Peace ; Hail him, all his happy subjects, Never let his praises cease ! Ever hail him, Let his honors still increase ! IIYMNS. 113 flow transcendent are thy glories ! Fairer than the sons of men, While thy blessed mediation Brings us back to God again ! Bless'd Redeemer, How we triumph in thy reign ! Gird thy sword on, Mighty Hero, Make thy word of truth thy car, Prosper in thy course triumphant, All success attend thy war ! Gracious Victor, Let mankind before thee bow ! Bless' d are all that touch thy sceptre, Bless'd are all that own thy reign ! Freed from sin, that worst of tyrants, .Rescued from his galling chain ! Saints and angels, All who know thee bless thy name 1 HYMN 34. 6 times 8. Thy worthiness is all our song, 0 Lamb of God ! for thou wast slain ; And by thy blood brought'st us to God, Out of each nation, tribe and tongue ; To our God mad'st us kings and priests. And we shalJ reign upon the earth. 114 HYMNS. Salvation to our God, who shines In face of Jesus on the throne ! The only just and merciful ! Salvation to the worthy Lamb, With loud voice all the church ascribes ; Amen I say angels round the throne. To him who lov'd us, and has wash'd Us from our sins in his own blood, And who has made us kings and priests, To his own Father and his God, The glory and dominion be To him eternally. Amen ! HYMN 35. C. M. Now let our cheerful eyes survey Our great High Priest above, And celebrate his constant care And sympathetic love. Though rais'd to heav'n's exalted throne, Where angels bow around, And high o'er all the hosts of light, With matchless honors crown'd — The names of all his saints he bears, Deep graven on his heart ; Nor shall the meanest Christian say That he has lost his part. HYMNS. 115 Those characters shall fair abide, Our everlasting trust, When gems, and monuments, and crowns Have mouldered down to dust. So, gracious Saviour, on my breast May thy lov'd name be worn, A sacred ornament and guard, To endless ages borne. HYMN 36. C. M. Come, let us join in songs of praise To our ascended Priest ; He enter' d heav'n with all our names Engraven on his breast. On earth he wash'd our guilt away By his atoning blood ; And now he sits upon the throne, And pleads our cause with God. What though while here we oft must feel Temptation's keenest dart, Our tender High Priest feels it too, And will appease the smart. Cloth'd with our nature still, he knows The weakness of our frame, And how to shield us from the foes Which he himself o'ercame. 110 HYMNS. Xor time nor distance e'er shall quench The fervor of his love ; For us he died in kindness here, Xor is le^s kir.d above. 0 may we ne'er forget his grace, Nor blush to wear his name ! Still may our hearts hold fast his faith; Our mouths his praise proclaim ! HYMN 37. C. M. Salvation ! 0, the joyful sound ! ;Tis pleasure to our ears ; A so v reign balm for ev'ry wound, A cordial for our fears. Buried in sorrow and in sin, At hell's dark door we lay ; But we arise, by grace divine, To see a heav'nly day. Salvation ! let the echo fly The spacious earth around, While all the armies of the sky Conspire to raise the sound. 0 happy period! glorious day! When heaven and earth shall raise, With all their powers, the rapturd lay To celebrate thy praise I hymns. 117 HYMN 38. P. M. 0. Jesus ! the glory, the wonder, and lovd Of angels and glorified spirits above, .ints who behold thee not, yet dearly lore, Rejoicing in hope of thy glory ! Thou only and wholly art lovely and fair, Who robb'st not the Father with him to compare ; The Father's own image glows in thee — ; In visible bodily glory. [there Worthiness dwells in thee: excellent dignity, Beauty and majesty; glory environs thee: Power, honor, dominion, and life rest on thee, l chiefest among the ten thousands ! Wherever we view thee, new glories arise : Theman that"sGod'sfellow,whoridesonthe skies: Made flesh, dwelt among us, brought God near our B] In grace and truth show'd all his glory. Thou - . xistence the heav'ns and their The earth and its fulness, the seas and their c Time hangs on thy word, and eternity boasts rown and adorn thee with glory. hineei dwells in thee; excellent dignity, Eeauty and majesty : glory environs thee: Power, honor, dominion, and life rest on thee, 0 thou chiefest among the ten thousands I Still lovelier thou, when, with infant cries, And childhood, thou meet'st us in that dear dis- gui - Thy loves, past all knowledge, with raptures sur- prise, And ravish our hearts with thy glory. 118 HYMNS. In th; >.-, on the cursed tree, Thou bear'st all our sins, while thy God frown'd on thee, Expiring in blood for our life ; and, lo ! we Exult in thy merit and glory ! Worthiness dwells in thee : excellent dignity, Beauty an d I -• >tj environs thee, Power, honor, dominion, and life re.-t on thee, 0 thou eiiiefest among the ten tbovM Thy birth «ail divine, from the grave back again. Brought thee, King of glory ! 0 Lamb thai slain ! First-born from the dead, crown'd with honor supreme, Thy throne is establish'd in glory. There reign in thy glory, whom all saints adore, Till under thy feet thy foes crush'd, be no more ; Thy pleasure shall speedily all things restore. And eternity blaze with thy glory. Worthiness dwells in the I lignity, beauty and majesty: glory environs thee: Power, honor, dominion, and life re^t on tuee, 0 thou chiefest among the ten thousands ! HYMN 39. C. M. We bless the Prophet of the Lord, That comes with truth and grace ; Jesus, thy Spirit and thy "Word Shall lead us in thy ways. HYMNS. 119 We revrence our High Priest above, Who offer' d up his blood, And lives to carry on his love By pleading with our God. We honor our exalted King ; How sweet are his commands ! He guards our souls from hell and sin By his almighty hands. HYMN 40. S. M. Not all the blood of beasts, On Jewish altars slain, Could give the guilty conscience peace, Or wash away its stain. But Christ, the heav'nly Lamb, Bears all our sins away ; A sacrifice of nobler name And richer blood than they. Believing, we rejoice To see the curse remove ; We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, And sing his dying love. HYMN 41. C. M. Father, how wide thy glory shines ! How high thy wonders rise ; Known through the earth by thousand signs, By thousand through the skies. 120 HYMNS. These mighty orbs proclaim thy pow'r, Their motion speaks thy skill ; And, on the wings of ev'ry hour, We read thy patience still. Part of thy name most glorious stands On all thy creatures writ ; They show the labors of thy hands, The impress of thy feet. But when we view thy grand design To save rebellious worms, Where justice and compassion join In their divinest forms — Our thoughts are lost in rev'rent awe, We love and we adore ; The brightest angel never saw So much of God before. Here thy great name appears complete And thought can never trace Which of the glories brighter shine — The justice or the grace ! Though language fails, we must proclaim Jehovah's wondrous ways, And through eternity the same Shall be our theme of praise. HYMNS. 121 HYMN 42. L. M. With Israel's God who can compare? Or who, like Israel, happy are ? 0 people saved by the Lord, He is our shield and great reward ! Upheld by everlasting arms, We are secure from foes and harms ; In vain their plots, and false their boasts — Our refuge is the Lord of hosts ! HYMN 43. L. M. From all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise : Let the Redeemer's name be sung, Through ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue. Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word : Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more. HYMN 44. S. M. Raise your triumphant songs To tell of vict'ry won ; Let the wide earth resound the deeds Celestial grace has done. 122 hymns. Sing how Eternal Love His Chief Beloved chose, And bade him raise our wretched race From their abyss of woes. His hand no thunder bears, Nor terror clothes his brow ; No bolts to drive our guilty souls To fiercer flames below. He shows his Father's love, To raise our souls on high ; He came with pardons from above For rebels doom'd to die. Now, sinners, dry your tears, Let hopeless sorrow cease ; Bow to the sceptre of his love, And take the offer' d peace. Lord, we obey thy call, We lay an humble claim To the salvation thou hast brought, And love and praise thy name. HYMN 45. C. M. 0 Thou to whom all creatures bow Upon this earthly frame ! Through all the world how great art thou I How glorious is thy name I HYMNS. 123 In heav'n thy wondrous acts are sung, Nor fully reckoned there ; And yet thou mak'st the infant tongue Thy boundless praise declare. Through thee the weak confound the strong, And crush their haughty foes ; And so thou quell'st the wicked throng That thee and thine oppose. "When heav'n, thy beauteous work on high, Employs my wondrous sight ; The moon that nightly rules the sky, With stars of feebler light — What's man, say I, that, Lord, thou lov'st To keep him in thy mind ? Or what his offspring, that thou prov'st To them so wondrous kind ? Him next in power thou didst create To thy celestial train ; Ordain'd with dignity and state O'er all thy works to reign. They jointly own his pow'rful sway — The beasts that prey or graze, The bird that wings its airy way, The fish that cuts the seas. 0 Thou to whom all creatures bow Upon this earthly frame ! Through all the world how great art thou 1 How glorious is thy name ! 124 HYMNS. HYMN 46. L. M. No change of time shall ever shock My firm affection, Lord, to thee ; For thou hast always been my rock, A fortress and defence to me. Thou my dehVrer art, my God ; My trust is in thy mighty pow'r ; Thou art my shield from foes abroad — At home my safeguard and my tow'r To thee I will address my pray'r, To whom all praise we justty owe; So shall I, by thy watchful care, Be guarded from my treach'rous foe. HYMN 47. L. M. . 0 render thanks to God above, The fountain of eternal love ; Whose mercy firm through ages past Has stood, and shall for ever last. "Who can his mighty deeds express, Not only vast, but numberless ! "What mortal eloquence can raise His tribute of immortal praise ! Happy are they, and only they, Who from thy judgments never stray; Who know what's right ; nor only so, But always practise what they know. HYMNS. 125 HYMN 48. L. If. 0 Lord ! thy mercy, my sure hope, Above the heav'nly orbs ascends ; Thy sacred truth's unmeasur'd scope Beyond the spreading sky extends. Thy justice like the hills remains ; Unfathom'd depths thy judgments are ; Thy providence the world sustains ; The whole creation is thy care. Since of thy goodness all partake, With what assurance should the just Thy sheltering wings their refuge make, And saints to thy protection trust. Such guests shall to thy courts be led, To banquet on thy love's repast ; And drink, as from a fountain's head, Of joys that shall for ever last. "With thee the springs of life remain ; Thy presence is eternal day : 0 let thy saints thy favor gain, And upright hearts thy truths display ! HYMN 49. L. M. With glory clad, with strength array'd, The Lord that o'er all nature reigns, The world's foundation strongly laid, And the vast fabric still sustains. 126 nYMNs. How surely 'stablisW is thy throne, Which shall no change nor period see; For thou, 0 Lord, and thou alone, Art God from all eternity. The floods, 0 Lord, lift up their voice, And toss their troubled waves on high ; But God above can still their noise, And make the angry sea comply. Thy promise, Lord, is ever sure ; And they that in thy house would dwell, That happy station to secure, Must still in holiness excel. HYMN 50. L. M. Praise you the Lord ! Our God to praise, My soul her utmost power shall raise ; With private friends, and in the throng Of saints, his praise shall be my song. His works for greatness though renown'd, His wondrous works with ease are found By those who seek for them aright, And in the pious search delight. His works are all of matchless fame, And universal glory claim ; His truth, confirm'd through ages past, Shall to eternal ages last. HYMNS. 127 By precepts he has us enjoin'd To keep his wondrous works in mind ; And to posterity record That good and gracious is the Lord. HYMN 51. C. M. 0 praise the Lord ! and thou, my soul, For ever bless his name ; His wondrous love, while life shall last, My constant praise shall claim. On kings, the greatest sons of men, Let none for aid rely ; They cannot save in dang'rous times, Nor timely help apply. DeprivVl of breath, to dust they turn And there neglected lie ; And all their thoughts and vain designs Together with them die. Then happy he who Jacob's God For his protector takes ; Who still, with well-plac'd hope, the Lord His constant refuge makes. The Lord, who made both heav'n and earth, And all that they contain, Will never quit his steadfast truth, Nor make his promise vain. 128 HYMNS. HYMN 52. C. M. The Saviour ! C what endless charms Dwell in the blissful sound ! Its influence ev'ry fear disarms, And spreads sweet comfort round. Here pardon, life, and joys divine, In rich effusion flow ; For guilty rebels, lost in sin, And doom'd to endless woe. Eh' almighty Former of the skies Stoop' d to our vile abode ; While angels view'd, with wondering eyea, And hail;d th' incarnate God. 0 the rich depths of love divine ! Of bliss a boundless store ! Blest Saviour, let me call thee mine; I cannot wish for more. On thee, alone, my hope relies, Beneath thy cross I fall ; My Lord, my life, my sacrifice, My Saviour and my all. SPIRITUAL SOXGS. Mature. Praise the Lord. Praise the Lord from tht heavens; praise him in the heights. Praise him, all his angels ; praise him, all his hosts. Praise him, sun and moon,- praise him, you heaven of heavens. Let them praise the name of the Lord ; for he commanded, and they were created. He has also established them for ever and ever ; he has made a decree which they shall not pass. Praise the Lord from the earth, you dragons, and all deeps : fire and hail ; snow and vapour ; stormy wind fulfilling his word; mountains and hills; fruitful trees, and all cedars; beasts and all cattle ; creeping things and flying fowl ; kings of the earth, and all judges of the earth ; both young m en and maids; old men and children. Let them praise the name of the Lord; for his name alone is excellent ; his glory is above the earth and heaven. [David, the sweet Psalmist of Israel.] soxg 1. c. m The Book of Nature open lies, With much instruction stor'd ; And when the Lord anoints our eyes, Its pages light afford. 9 129 130 SriRITUAL SONGS. Philosophers have por'd in vain, And guess' d from age to age ; For reason's eye could ne'er attain To understand a page. Though to each star they give a name, Its size and motions teach, The truths which all the stars proclaim Their wisdom cannot reach. With skill to, measure earth and sea, And weigh the subtile air, They cannot, Lord, discover thee, Though present ev'ry where. The knowledge of thy saints excels The wisdom of the schools ; To them his secrets God reveals, Though man account them fools. To them the sun and stars on high, The flowers that paint the field, And all the artless birds that fly, Divine instruction yield. The creatures on their senses press, As witnesses to prove Their Saviour's power and faithfulness, His providence and love. Thus may we study Nature's Book, To make us wise indeed! And pity those who only look At what they cannot read. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 131 SONG 2. L. M. The spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heav'ns, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. Th' unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's power display, And publishes to ev'ry land The work of an almighty hand. Soon as the ev'ning shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth : While all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. What though in solemn silence all Move round this dark terrestrial ball — What though no real voice nor sound Amid their radiant orbs be found — In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice ; For ever singing as they shine, The hand that made us is divine I 132 SPIRITUAL SONGS. SONG 3. II. M. You boundless realms of joy, Exalt your Maker's fame; His praise your songs employ Above the starry frame : You cherubim, your voices raise ; And, seraphim, shout loud his praise* Thou moon, that rul'st the night, And sun, that guid'st the day, You glitt'ring stars of light, To him your homage pay : You heavens above, his praise declare And clouds that move in liquid air. Let them adore the Lord, And praise his holy name, By whose almighty word They all from nothing came : From changes free, you all shall last; His firm decree stands ever fast. Let earth her tribute pay; Praise him, you dreadful whales, And fish that through the sea Glide swift with glitt'ring scales j And misty air, fire, hail, and snow, And winds that where he bids them bio By hills and mountains, all In grateful concert join'd ; By cedars stately, tall, And trees for fruit designed ; By creeping things, and ev'ry beast, And fowl of wings, his name be blest. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 133 uet all of royal birth, "With those of humbler name, And judges of the earth, His matchless praise proclaim : **t youths with maids, in this design, And hoary heads with children join. United zeal be shown, His wondrous fame to raise, "Whose glorious name alone Deserves our endless praise : His power obey, earth's utmost ends ; His glorious sway the sky transcends. His chosen saints to grace, He sets them up on high, And favors Israel's race, "Who still to him are nigh : Your grateful voice, 0 therefore raise, And still rejoice the Lord to praise. SOXG 4. C. M. There's not a star whose twinkling light Illumes the distant earth, And cheers the solemn gloom of night, But goodness gave it birth. There's not a cloud whose dews distil Upon the parching clod, And clothe with verdure vale and hill, That is not sent by God. 134 SPIRITUAL SONGS. There's not a place in earth's vast round, In ocean deep, or air, Where skill and wisdom are not found ; For God is everywhere. Around, beneath, below, above, Wherever space extends, There heaven displays its boundless love, And pow'r with goodness blends. SONG 5. C. M. Eternal Wisdom, thee we praise ; Thee all thy creatures sing; While with thy name, rocks, hills, and seas, And heaven's high palace, ring. Thy hand, how wide it spread the sky ! How glorious to behold ! Ting'd with a blue of heav'nly dye, And deck'd with sparkling gold. Thy glories blaze all nature round, And strike the gazing sight, Through skies, and seas, and solid ground, With terror and delight. Almighty pow'r, and equal skill, Shine through the worlds abroad, Our souls with vast amazement fill, And speak the builder, God. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 135 But still, the wonders of thy grace Our warmer passions move ; Here we behold our Saviour's face, And here adore his love. SOXG 6. C. M. Through endless years thou art the same, 0 thou eternal God ; Each future age shall know thy name, And tell thy works abroad. The strong foundations of the earth Of old by thee were laid ; By thee the beauteous arch of heav'n With matchless skill was made. Soon shall this goodly frame of things, Created by thy hand, Be, like a vesture, laid aside, And changed at thy command. But thy perfections, all divine, Eternal as thy days, Through everlasting ages shine, With undiminished rays. SOXG 7. C. M. "Twas God who fiVd the rolling spheres, And stretched the boundless skies, Who form'd the plan of endless years, And bade the ages rise. 136 SPIRITUAL SONGS. From everlasting is his might, Immense and unconfin'd ; He pierces through the realms of light, And rides upon the wind. He speaks, — all nature's wheels stand still, And leave their wonted round ; The mountains melt ; each trembling hill Forsakes its ancient bound. Ye worlds, and ev'ry living thing, Fulfil his high command ; Pay grateful homage to your King, And own his ruling hand. SONG 8. L. M. Awake, my tongue ; thy tribute bring To Him who gave thee power to sing ; Praise Him who is all praise above, The source of wisdom and of love. How vast his knowledge ! how profound ! A depth where all our thoughts are drown' d ! The stars he numbers, and their names He gives to all those heav'nly flames. Through each bright world above, behold Ten thousand thousand charms unfold ; Earth, air, and mighty seas combine To speak his wisdom all divine. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 137 But in redemption, 0, what grace ! Its wonders, 0, what thought can trace ! Here, wisdom shines for ever bright ; Praise him, my soul, with sweet delight. SONG 9. L. M. Jehovah reigns : he dwells in light, Array' d with majesty and might ; The world, created by his hands, Still on its firm foundation stands. But ere this spacious world was made, Or had its first foundation laid, His throne eternal ages stood, Himself the ever-living God. For ever shall his throne endure ; His promise stands for ever sure ; * And everlasting holiness Becomes the dwellings of his grace. SOXG 10. C. M. Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess ; Thy goodness we adore ; — A spring whose blessings never fail ; A sea without a shore. 138 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Sun, moon, and stars thy love attest In ev'ry golden ray ; Love draws the curtains of the night, And love brings back the day. Thy bounty ev'ry season crowns With all the bliss it yields, With joyful clusters loads the vines, With strength'ning grain the fields. But chiefly thy compassion, Lord, Is in the gospel seen ; There, like a sun, thy mercy shines, AVithout a cloud between. There pardon, peace, and holy joy, Through Jesus' name are given ; He on the cross was lifted high, That we might reign in heav'n. SOXG 11. L. M. There is a God — all nature speaks, Thro' earth, and air, and sea, and skiea; See, from the clouds his glory breaks, When earliest beams of morning rise. The rising sun, serenely bright. Throughout the world's extended frame, Inscribes, in characters of light, His mighty Maker's glorious name. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 139 Ye curious minds, who roam abroad, And trace creation's wonders Confess the footsteps of your God ; Bow down before him, and adore. SOXG 12. C. M. What glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic like the sun ! It gives a light to er ry age — It gives, but borrows none. The hand that gave it still suy r His gracious light and heat ; His truths upon the nations rise — They rise, but never set. Let everlasting thanks be thine I •:• such a bright display, As makes the world of darkness shine With beams of heav'nly day. My soul rejoices to pursue The paths of truth and I Till glory breaks upon my view In brighter worlds above. 140 SPIRITUAL SONGS. SONG 13. C. If. How precious is the Book Divine, By inspiration giv'n ! Bright as a lamp its precepts shine, To guide our souls to heav'n. It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts In this dark vale of tears ; Life, light, and joy it still imparts, And quells our rising fears. This lamp, through all the tedious night Of life, shall guide our way, Till we behold the clearer light Of an eternal day. SONG 14. C. M. Father of Mercies, in thy word What endless glory shines ! For ever be thy name ador'd For these celestial lines ! Here may the wretched sons of want Exhaustless riches find ; Riches above what earth can grant, And lasting as the mind. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 141 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, And yields a rich repast : Sublimer sweets than nature knows Invite the longing taste. Here springs of consolation rise To cheer the fainting mind, And thirsty souls receive supplies, And sweet refreshment find. Here the Redeemer's welcome voice Spreads heav'nly peace around ; And life and everlasting joys Attend the blissful sound. 0 may those heavenly pages be My ever dear delight ; And still new beauties may I see, And still increasing light. Divine Instructor ! gracious Lord, Be thou for ever near ; Teach me to love thy sacred word, And view my Saviour there ! SOXG 15. L. M. When Israel through the desert pass'd, A fiery pillar went before, To guide them through the dreary waste, And lessen the fatigues they bore. 142 Such is thy gk>r)ATi« I guidance giv'n ; And ■ and heav'n. ItfV.. rht, And qui. ur wand'ring foot** thy lore, and kindles Its promises rejoice our hearts: :e u divinely true; and pleasure i: It comforts and instructs us too. Sr C. M. Let h n to shore II r idol wealth pur- urb value more i or Peru. mines of knowledge, love, and joy open to ( . is divinely bright. The counsels of redeeming grace These sacred leaves unfold, ely face Our rapturM eyes behold. SPIRITUAL M 143 Iler^ ; firom above, Directs our doubtful Here * r heav'nly I Our ardei ieet. Our num'r are here r And all our wants supplied ; bt we can ask to mak I- in thb book denied. inestimable gains, That so enrich the mind, 0 may we search with eager pan -urM that we shall find. KG 17. CL M. 0 how I love thy holy law ! B daily my delight ; And thence my meditations draw Divine advice by night. My waking eyes prevent the day, To meditate thy word; Mj soul with longing melts away, To hear thy gospel, Lord. Thy heav'nly words my heart flu And well employ my tongue, And, through my weary pilgrimage, Yield me a heavenly - 144 SPIRITUAL SONGS. When nature sinks, and spirits droop, Thy promises of grace Are pillars to support my hope, And there I write thy praise. SONG 18. C. M. God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps on the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his gracious will. You fearful saints, fresh courage take ; The clouds you so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace ; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 145 His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding ev'ry hour ; The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the now'r. Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain : God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain. SOXG 19. C. M. 0 God of Bethel, by whose hand Thy people still are fed ; Who through this weary pilgrimage Hast all our fathers led — Our vows, our pray'rs we now present Before thy throne of grace ; God of our fathers, be the God Of their succeeding race. Through each succeeding path of life, Our wand'ring footsteps guide ; Give us each day our daily bread, And raiment fit provide. 0 spread thy covering wings around. Till all our wand'rings cease, And at our Father's lord abode Our souls arrive in peace. 10 146 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Such blessings from thy gracious hand Our humble pray'rs implore ; And thou shalfc be our chosen God And portion evermore. SONG 20. C. M. What though no flow'rs the fig-tree clothe, Though vines their fruit deny, The labor of the olive fail, And fields no food supply — Though from the fold, with sad surprise, My flock cut off I see ; Though famine pine in empty stalls, Where herds were wont to be — Yet in the Lord will I be glad, And glory in his love ; In him 1^11 joy, who will the God Of my salvation prove. God is the treasure of my soul, The source of lasting joy ! A joy which want shall not impair, Nor death itself destroy. SONG 21. C. M. 0 God ! our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home ! SPIRITUAL SONGS. 147 Beneath the shadow of thy throne Thy saints have dwelt secure ; Sufficient is thy arm alone, And our defence is sure. Before the hills in order stood, Or earth receiv'd her frame, From everlasting thou art God, To endless years the same. A thousand ages in thy sight Are like an evening gone ; Short as the watch that ends the night, Before the rising sun. The busy tribes of flesh and blood, With all their cares and fears, Are carried downward with the flood, And lost in following years. Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away ; They fly forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day. 0 God ! our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come ! Be thou our guard while life shall last, And our eternal home ! 148 SPIRITUAL SONGS. SOXG 22. P. M. Though troubles assail, and dangers affright, Though friends should all fail, and foes all unite ; Yet one thing secures us, whatever betide, The Scripture assures us, The Lord w ill provide. The birds without barn or storehouse are fed ; From them let us learn to trust for our bread : His saints what is fitting shall ne'er be denied, So long as 'tis written, The Lord icill ptrovide. We may, like the ships, by tempests be tost On perilous deeps, but cannot be lost : Though Satan enrages the wind and the tide, The promise engages, The Lord will provide. His call we obey, like Abrah'm of old, Xot knowing our way, but faith makes us bold; For though we are strangers, we have a good guide, And trust, in all dangers, The Lord will provide. Xo strength of our own, or goodness, we claim ,- But since we have known the Saviour's great namo In this our strong tower for safety we hide — The Lord is our power — The Lord will provide. When life sinks apace, and death is in view, The word of his grace shall comfort us through i Xot fearing or doubting, with Christ on our side We hope to die shouting, The Lord will provide SOXG 23. C. M. How are th j servants blest, 0 Lord ! How sure is their defence ! Eternal Wisdom is their guide — Their help, Omnipotence. SPIRITUAL BONGS. 149 In foreign realms, and lands remote, Supported by thy care, Through burning climes they pass unhurt, And breathe in tainted air. When by the dreadful tempest borne High on the broken wave, They know thou art not slow to hear, Xor impotent to save. The storm is laid, the winds retire, Obedient to thy will ; The sea that roars at thy command, At thy command is still. In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths, Thy goodness we'll adore ; We'll praise thee for thy mercies past, And humbly hope for more. SOXG 24:. S. M. I.v all my ways, 0 God ! I would acknowledge thee ; And seek to keep my heart and house From all pollution free. Where'er I have a tent, An altar will I raise ; And thither my oblations bring Of humble pray'r and praise. 150 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Could I my wish obtain, My household, Lord, should be Devoted to thyself alone, A nursery for thee. SONG 25. L. M. Father of all, thy care we bless, Which crowns our families with peace ; From thee they spring, and by thy hand They have been, and are still sustain'd. To God, most worthy to be prais'd, Be our domestic altars rais'd ; Who, Lord of heav'n, scorns not to dwell With saints in their obscurest cell. To thee may each united house Morning and night present its vows ; Our servants there, and rising race, Be taught thy precepts and thy grace. SOXG 26. C. M. Thy way, 0 Lord, is in the sea ; Thy paths I cannot trace, Nor comprehend the mystery Of thy unbounded grace. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 151 'Tis but in part I know thy will ; I bless thee for the sight ; When will thy love the rest reveal In glory's clearer light ? With rapture shall I then survey Thy providence and grace ; And spend an everlasting day In wonder, love, and praise. SOXG 27. C. M. When- all thy mercies, 0 my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise. To all my weak complaints and cries Thy mercy lent an ear, Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learn'd To form themselves in pray'r. Unnumber'd comforts on my soul Thy tender care bestow'd, Before my infant heart conceived From whence those comforts flowed. When in the slipp'ry paths of youth, With heedless steps I ran, Thine arm, unseen, convey'd me safe, And led me up to man. 152 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Through ev'ry period of my life Thy goodness I'll pursue ; And after death, in distant worlds; The glorious theme renew. Through all eternity, to thee A joyful song Fll raise : For, 0, eternity's too short To utter all thy praise ! SONG 28. L. M. The Lord, who rules the world's affairs, For me a well-spread board prepares ; My grateful thanks to him shall rise ; He knows my wants: those wants supplies. And shall I grudge to give his poor A mite from all my plenteous store ? No, Lord, the friends of thine and thee Shall always find a friend in me. SONG 29. C. M. To thee let my first off'rings rise, Whose sun creates the day, Swift as his glad'ning influence flies, And spotless as his ray. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 153 This day thy fav'ring hand be nigh, So oft vouchsaf d before : Still may it lead, protect, supply, And I that hand adore. If bliss thy providence impart, For which, resigned, I pray ; Give me to feel the grateful heart, And thus thy love repay. Affliction should thy love intend, As vice or folly's cure, Patient to gain that glorious end, May I the means endure ! Be this and ev'ry future day Still wiser than the past, And when I all my life survey, May grace sustain at last. SONG 30. C. M. The icy chains that bound the earth Are now dissolv'd and gone ; Wak'd by the sun, the blooming spring Puts its new liv'ry on. Teeming with life, th' advancing sun Protracts the falling day ; Grand light of heav'n ! he seems to wish To make a longer stay. 154 SPIRITUAL SONGS. In clouds of gold behind him set, Beyond the west he flies ; Short is his mighty course, and soon He gilds the eastern skies. My soul, in ev'ry scene admire The wisdom and the pow'r ; Behold thy God in ev'ry plant, In ev'ry op'ning flow'r. Yet in his word, the word of grace, He wrote his fairer name ; The wonders of redeeming love My noblest song shall claim. With warmest beams, thou God of grace, Shine on this heart of mine ; Turn thou my winter into spring, And be the glory thine ! SOXG 31. C. M. To praise the ever bounteous Lord, My soul, wake all thy powers ; lie calls, and at his voice come forth The smiling harvest hours. His covenant with the earth he keeps ; My tongue, his goodness sing ; Summer and winter know their time, His harvest crowns the spring. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 155 Well pleas'd, the toiling swains behold The waving yellow crop ; With joy they bear the sheaves away, And sow again in hope. Thus teach me, gracious God, to sow The seeds of righteousness ; Smile on my soul, and with thy beams The rip'ning harvest bless. Then in the last great harvest, I Shall reap a glorious crop, The harvest shall by far exceed What I have sown in hope. SOXG 32. L. M. Eternal Source of ev'ry joy ! Well may thy praise our lips employ, While in thy temple we appear To hail thee, Sovereign of the year. Wide as the wheels of nature roll, Thy hand supports and guides the whole! The sun is taught by thee to rise, And darkness when to veil the skies. The flow'ry spring at thy command Perfumes the air and paints the land ; The summer rays with vigor shine To raise the corn and cheer the vine. 156 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Thv hand, in autumn, richly pours, Through all our coasts, redundant stores ; And winters, soften'd by thy care, No more the face of horror wear. Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days, Demand successive songs of praise ; And be the grateful homage paid, With morning light and ev'ning shade. Here in thy house let incense rise, And days of gladness bless our eyes, Till to those lofty heights we soar, Where days and years revolve no more. SONG 33. C. M. Remark, my soul, the narrow bound Of the revolving year ; How swift the weeks complete their round ! How short the months appear ! So fast eternity comes on, And that important day, When all that mortal life has done God's judgment shall survey. Yet, like an idle tale we pass The swift revolving year, And study artful ways t' increase The speed of its career. NQ8. 157 Arrest. 0 Lord. : S si urse more grateful roll, I years arise; ill bear my waiting soul To;;ys beyond the skies. SONG 34. L. M. My helper, God, I bless bifl The same his r The tokens of nifl oare and crown, and year. I midst ten thowHund Supported by h in hand : And see. when I survey my ways. Ten thousand monorn Ear his arm baa led me on : a Ear I make his mercy known : And while I tr land, New uoud. My grateful soul on Jordan's shore Shall raise one sacred pillar more ; Then I .bove, [dm 158 SPIRITUAL SONGS. SONG 35. L. M. Thy presence, everlasting God, Wide o'er all nature spreads abroad ; Thy watchful eyes, which cannot sleep, In ev'ry place thy children keep. While near each other we remain, Thou dost our lives and souls sustain ; When absent, happy if we share Thy smiles, thy counsels, and thy care. To thee we all our ways commit, And seek our comforts near thy feet ; Still on our souls vouchsafe to shine, And guard and guide us still as thine. Give us in thy beloved house Again to pay our thankful vows : Or, if that joy no more be known, Give us to meet around thy throne. SONG 36. L. M. Happy the city where their sons, Like pillars round a palace set — And daughters bright as polish'd stones, Give strength and beauty to the state. Happy the country where the sheep, Cattle, and corn have large increase : W here men securely work or sleep, Nor sons of plunder break the peace. SriRITUAL SOXGS. 159 Happy the nation thus endow'd ; But most divinely blest are those On whom the all-sufficient God Himself, with all his grace bestows. SOXG 37. S. M. How various and how new Are thy compassions, Lord ! Each morning shall thy mercies show, Each night thy truth record. Thy goodness, like the sun, Dawn'd on our early days, Ere infant reason had begun To form our lips to praise. Each object we beheld Gave pleasure to our eyes ; And nalure all our senses held In bands of sweet surprise. But pleasures more renVd Awaited that blest day, When light arose upon our mind And chas'd our sins away. How new thy mercies, then ! How sov'reign and how free ! Our souls, that had been dead hi sin* Were made alive to thee. 160 SPIRITUAL SONGS. SOXG '38. L. M. Glory to God who reigns above, Who dwells in light, whose name is Ioy* Come, saints and angels, if you can, Declare the love of God to man. 0 ! what can more his love commend Than his beloved Sun to send, That man condemned to die might live, And God be glorious to forgive ! Messiah's come — with joy behold The days by Prophets long foretold: Judah thy royal sceptre's broke, And times confirm what Jacob spcke. Daniel, thy weeks are all expir'd, The time prophetic seals requir'd ; Cut off for sins, but not his own Thy Prince Messiah did atone. Thy famous temple, Solomon, Is by the latter far outshone ; It wanted not thy glitt'ring store, Messiah's presence grac'd it more. We see the prophecies fulfill'd In Jesus, that most wondrous child ; His birth, his life, his death combine To prove his character divine. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 161 SOXG 39. L. M. Lord, -we adore thy vast designs, Th' obscure abyss of providence, Too deep to sound with mortal lines, Too dark to view with feeble sense. When thou dost clothe thine awful face In angry frowns, without a smile, "We, through the cloud, believe thy grace, Secure of thy compassion still. Through seas and storms of deep distress, We sail by faith, and not by sight ; Faith guides us in the wilderness, Through all the terrors of the night. Dear Father, if thy lifted rod Resolves to scourge us here below, Still let us lean upon our God ; Thine arm shall bear us safely through. SOXG 40. 'l. m. Jehovah reigns ; his throne is high ; His robes are light and majesty ; His glory shines with beams so bright. No mortal can sustain the sight. His terrors keep the world in awe; His justice guards his holy law; His love reveals a smiling face ; His truth and promise seal the grace. 162 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Through all his works his wisdom shines, A nd baffles Satan's deep designs ; His power is sovereign to fulfil The noblest counsels of his will. And will this glorious Lord descend To be my Father and my Friend ? Then let my songs with angels' join ; Heav'n is secure, if God be mine. SONG 41. C. M. Thy kingdom, Lord, for ever stands, While earthly thrones decay ; And time submits to thy commands, While ages roll away. Thy sov'reign bounty freely gives Its unexhausted store ; And universal nature lives On thy sustaining pow'r. Holy and just in all thy ways Thy providence divine ; In all thy works, immortal rays Of power and mercy shine. The praise of God — delightful theme ! — Shall fill my heart and tongue ; Let all creation bless his name, In one eternal song. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 1G3 SOXG 42. S. M. God is the fountain whence Ten thousand blessings flow ; To him my life, my health, and friends, And every good, I owe. The comforts he affords Are neither few nor small ; He is the source of fresh delights, My portion and my all. He fills my heart with joy, My lips attunes for praise ; And to his glory Fll devote The remnant of my days. SONG 43. C. M. Since all the varying scenes of time God's watchful eye surveys, 0, who so wise to choose our lot, Or to appoint our ways ! Good when he gives, — supremely good,- Nor less when he denies ; E'en crosses, from his sovereign hand, Are blessings in disguise. 1C4 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Why should we doubt a Father's love, So constant and so kind ? To his unerring, gracious will Be every wish resigned. SOXG 44. C. M. A, Friend there is — your voices join, Ye saints, to praise his name — Whose truth and kindness are divine, Whose love's a constant flame. When most we need his helping hand, This Friend is always near ; With heaven and earth at his command, He waits to answer pray'r. When frowns appear to veil his face, And clouds surround his throne, He hides the purpose of his grace, To make it better known. And, if our dearest comforts fall Before his sov'reign will, He never takes away our all ; Himself he gives us still. Our sorrows in the scales he weighs, And measures out our pains ; The wildest storm his word obeys ; His word its rage restrains. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 165 SOXG 45. C. M. It is the Lord, enthron'd in light Whose claims are all divine, Who has an undisputed right To govern me and mine. It is the Lord who gives me all My wealth, my friends, my ease ; And of his bounties may recall Whatever part he please. It is the Lord, my faithful God, — Thrice blessed be his name, — Whose gracious promise, seal'd with blood, Must ever be the same. And can my soul, with hopes like these, Be faithless, or repine ? Xo, gracious God ; take what thou please, To thee I all resign. afflictions* SOXG 46. C. M. Consider all my sorrows, Lord, And thy deliverance send ; My soul for thy salvation faints ; When will my troubles end ? 166 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Yet I have found 'tis good for me To bear my Father's rod ; Affliction made me learn thy law, And live upon my God. Had not thy word been my delight When earthly joys were fled, My soul, oppressed with sorrow's weight, Had sunk among the dead. Before I knew thy chast'ning rod, My feet were apt to stray ; But now I learn to keep thy word, Nor wander from thy way. SONG 47. C. M. My times of sorrow and of joy, Great God, are in thy hand ; My choicest comforts come from thee, And go at thy command. If thou shouldst take them all away, Yet would I not repine ; Before they were possess'd by me, They were entirely thine. Nor would I drop a murmuring word, Though all the world were gone, But seek enduring happiness In thee, and thee alone. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 167 SONG 48. S. Iff. How tender is thy hand, 0 thou most gracious Lord ! Afflictions come at thy command, And leave us at thy word. How gentle was the rod That chastened us for sin ! How soon we found a smiling God Where deep distress had been I A Father's hand we felt, A Father's heart we knew ; . * Mid tears of penitence we knelt, And found his word was true. Now we will bless the Lord, And in his strength confide ; For ever be his name adorM, For there is none beside. ' SOXG 49. C. M. How happy they who know the Lord, — With whom he deigns to dwell ! He cheers and guides them by his word ; His arm supports them well. His presence sweetens all their cares, And makes their burdens light ; A word from him dispels their fears, And gilds the gloom of night. 168 SPIRITUAL SONGS. SONG 50. C. M. TnE Lord of glory is my light, And my salvation too ; God is my strength, nor will I fear What all my foes can do. One blessing, Lord, my heart desires ; 0, grant me mine abode Among the churches of thy saints, The temples of my God. There shall I offer my requests, <4nd see thy glory still ; Shall hear thy messages of love, And learn thy holy will. When troubles rise, and storms appear, There may his children hide ; God has a strong pavilion, where He makes my soul abide. Now shall my head be lifted high Above my foes around, And songs of joy and victory Within thy temple sound. SONG 51. C. M. With earnest longings of the mind, My God, to thee I look ; So pants the hunted hart to find And taste the cooling brook. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 169 When shall I see thy courts of grace, And meet my God again ? So long an absence from thy face My heart endures with pain. ;Tis with a mournful pleasure now I think on ancient days ;. Then to thy house did numbers go, And all our work was praise. But why, my soul, sunk down so far, Beneath this heavy load ? Why do my thoughts indulge despair, And sin against my God ? Hope in the Lord, whose mighty hand Can all thy woes remove ; For I shall yet before him stand, And sing restoring love. SONG 52. S. M. When, overwhelm^ with grief, My heart within me dies, Helpless, and far from all relief, To heaven I lift mine eyes. 0, lead me to the Rock That's high above my head, And make the covert of thy wings My shelter and my shade. 170 SPIRITUAL Sv H Within Lord, For ovtr I'll abide ; Thou i my defence, The .refuge where 1 I SONG 53. c. Wbms languor and ,:. vie This trembling ham 'Tis sweet to look beyond my pains And lorr \y : r to look inward, and attend The f :' his love : is to the pi Whore Jesus pleads above. Sweet to look back, and see my • In life's fair book set down ; * to look forward, and be:. Eternal -vn. S q my chan . - Angels shall hover round my k at : S n never end ; Sweet For all tl. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 171 If such the sweetness of the streams, What must the fountain be, "Where saints and angels draw their bliss Immediately from Thee ! 0 may the unction of these truths For ever with me stay ; Till, from her sin-worn cage dismiss'd, My spirit flies away. SONG 54. C. M. In ev'ry trouble sharp and strong, My soul to Jesus flies ; My anchor-hold is firm in him, When swelling billows rise. His comforts bear my spirits up, I trust a faithful God, The sure foundation of my hope Is in a Saviour's blood. Loud hallelujahs sing, my soul, To thy Redeemer's name ; In joy and sorrow, life and death, His love is still the same. SONG 55. 11V. How firm a foundation, you saints of the Loid, Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ! "What more can he say than to you he has said, You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled ? 172 SPIRITUAL SONGS. In ev'ry condition, in sickness, in health, In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth ; At home, and abroad, on the land, on the sea, As your days may demand, so your succor shall be. Fear not — I am with you ; 0 be not dismay'd ! I, I am your God, and will still give you aid ; I'll strengthen you, help you, and cause you to stand, Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand. When through the deep waters I cause you to go, The rivers of sorrow shall not you o'erflow ; For I will be with you your troubles to bless, And sanctify to you your deepest distress. When through fiery trials your pathway shall lie, My grace, all-sufficient, shall be your supply: The flame shall not hurt you; I only design Your dross to consume, and your gold to refine. E'en down to old age all my people shall prove My sov'reign, eternal, unchangeable love; And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn, Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be borne. The soul that on Jesus has lean'd for repose, I will not, I cannot desert to his foes ; That soul, tho* all hell should endeavor to shake, I'll never — no, never — no, never forsake ! SONG 56. L. M. From ev'ry stormy wind that blows, From ev'ry swelling tide of woes, There is a calm, a sure retreat — 7Tis found beneath the Mercy Seat. SPIRITUAL BONOS. 173 There is a place where Jesus sheds The oil of gladness on our heads, A place than all besides more sweet — It is the blood-bought Mercy Seat. There is a scene where spirits blend, Where friend holds fellowship with friend; Though sunderM far, by faith they meet Around one common Mercy Seat. Ah ! whither could we flee for aid, "When tempted, desolate, dismayed; Or how the host of hell defeat, Had suffering souls no Mercy Seat ? There ! there on eagle wing3 we soar, And sin and sense seem all no more, And heav'n comes down our soul to greet, And glory crowns the Mercy Seat 1 0 let my hand forget her skill, My tongue be silent, cold, and still, This bounding heart forget to beat, If I forget the Mercy Seat. SOXG 57. C. M. Teach us, in time of deep distress, To own thy hand, 0 God, And in submissive silence learn The lessons of thy rod. 174 SPIRITUAL SONGS. In ev'ry changing scene of life, Whate'er that scene may be, Give us a meek and humble mind, A mind at peace with thee. Do thou direct our steps aright ; Help us thy name to fear ; And give us grace to watch and pray, And strength to persevere. Then may we close our eyes in death, "Without a fear or care ; For death is life, and labor rest, If thou art with us there. SOXG 58. C. M. Father, I know thy ways are just, Although to me unknown ; 0, grant me grace thy love to trust, And cry, " Thy will be done." If thou shouldst hedge with thorns my path, Should wealth and friends be gone, Still, with a firm and lively faith, Til cry, "Thy will be done." Although thy steps I cannot trace, Thy sov'reign right I'll own ; And, as instructed by thy grace, Tilery, " Thy will be done." SPIRITUAL SONGS. 175 SOXG 59. C. M. Father, whatever of earthly bliss Thy sov'reign will denies, Accepted at thy throne of grace Let this petition rise. Give me a kind and thankful heart, From ev'ry murmur free ; The blessings of thy grace impart, And make me live to thee. Let the sweet hope that thou art mine, My life and death attend ; Thy presence through my journey shine, And crown my journey's end. SOXG 60. C. M. Lord, what a wretched land is this That yields us no supply — Xo cheering fruits, no wholesome trees, No streams of living joy ! Our journey is a thorny maze ; But we march upward still, Forget these troubles of the ways, And press to Zion's hill. There, on a green and flow'ry mount, Our weary souls shall sit, And with transporting joy recount The labors of our feet. 176 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Eternal glory to the King Whose hand conducts us through ; Our tongues shall never cease to sing, And endless praise renew. SONG 61. L. M. My spirit looks to God alone ; My rock and refuge is his throne ; In all my fears, in all my straits, My soul for his salvation waits. Trust him, ye saints, in all your ways ; Pour out your hearts before his face ; When helpers fail and foes invade, God is our all-sufficient aid. SONG 62. L. M. Before Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations, bow with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone, He can create and he destroy. His sov'reign pow'r, without our aid, Made us of clay, and form'd as men ; And when like wandering sheep we stray'd. He brought us to his fold again. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 177 We are his people — we hi3 care — Our souls, and all our mortal frame : What lasting honors shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to thy name ? "We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs. High as the heav'ns our^ voices raise ; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise "Wide as the world is thy command ! Vast as eternity thy love ! Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand, When rolling years shall cease to move ! SONG 63. L. M. With one consent let all the earth To God their cheerful voices raise ; Glad homage pay, with awful mirth, And sing before him songs of praise : Convinced that he is God alone, From whom both we and all proceed ; We, whom he chooses for his own, The flock that he vouchsafes to feed. 0 ! enter, then, his temple gate, Thence to his courts devoutly press ; And still your grateful hymns repeat, And still his name with praises blesa. 12 178 SPIRITUAL SONGS. For he's the Lord, supremely good, His mercy is for ever sure ; His truth, which always firmly stood, To endless ages shall endure. SONG 64. C. M. To Christ, the Lord, let ev'ry tongue Its noblest tribute bring ; "When he's the subject of the song, Who can refuse to sing ? Survey the beauties of his face, And on his glories dwell ; Think of the wonders of his grace, And all his triumphs tell. Majestic sweetness sits enthron'd Upon his awful brow ; His head with radiant glories crown'd, His lips with grace overflow. No mortal can with him compare Among the sons of men ; Fairer is he than all the fair That fill the heav'nly train. He saw me plunged in deep distress, He flew to my relief; For me he bore the shameful cross, And carried all my grief. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 179 To heav'n, the place of his abode, He brings my weary feet ; Shows me the glories of my God, And makes my joys complete. Since from his bounty I receive Such proofs of love divine, Had I a thousand hearts to give, Lord, they should all be thine ! SONG 65. 7's. Safely through another week God has brought us on our way ; Let us each a blessing seek, Waiting in his courts to-day : Day of all the week the best, Emblem of eternal rest. While we seek supplies of grace Through the blest Redeemer's name, Show thy reconciling face, Take away our sin and shame: From our worldly care set free, May we rest this day in thee. Here we come thy name to praise, Let us feel thy presence near; May thy glory meet our eyes, While we in thy house appear ; Here afford us, Lord, a taste Of our everlasting rest. 180 SPIRITUAL SONGS. May the gospel's joyful sound Conquer sinners — comfort saints; Make the fruits of grace abound, Bring relief to all complaints : Thus let all our worship prove, Till we join thy courts above. Glory be to God on high — God, whose glory fills the sky ; Glory to the Lamb be giv'n — Glory in the highest heav'n : Wisdom, riches, praise, and pow'r, Be to God for evermore. SONG 66. 8's, 7's, and 4's In thy name, 0 Lord, assembling, We, thy people, now draw near ; Teach us to rejoice with trembling ; 0 that we this day may hear — Hear with meekness — Hear thy word with godly fear. While our days on earth are lengthened, May we give them, Lord, to thee ! Cheer'd by hope, and daily strengthen'd, We would run, nor weary be, Till thy glory Without clouds, in heav'n we see. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 181 There, in -worship, purer, sweeter, All thy people shall adore ; Tasting of enjoyment greater Than they could conceive before ; Full enjoyment — Holy bliss for evermore. SOXG 67. S. M. Hungry, and faint, and poor, Behold us, Lord, again Assembled at thy mercy's door, Thy bounty to obtain. Thy word invites us nigh, Or we would starve indeed ; For we no money have to buy, Nor righteousness to plead. The food our spirits want, Thy hand alone can give ; 0 ! hear the pray'r of faith, and grant That we may eat and live ! SOXG 68. S. M. How charming is the place Where my Redeemer, God, Unveils the beauties of his face, And sheds his love abroad ! 182 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Not the fair palaces, To which the great resort, Are once to be compared with this, Where Jesus holds his court. Here, on the Mercy Seat, With radiant glory crown'd, Our joyful eyes behold him sit, And smile on all around. To him their pray'rs and cries Each humBle soul presents ; He listens to their broken sighs, And grants them all their wants. Give me, 0 Lord, a place, Within thy blest abode, Among the children of thy grace, The servants of my God. SONG 69. C. M. Lord, when together here we meet, And taste thy heav'nly grace, Thy smiles are so divinely sweet, We're loath to leave the place. Yet, Father, since it is thy will That we must part again, 0 let thy gracious presence still With ev'ry one remain 1 SPIRITUAL SONGS. 183 Thus let all in Christ be one, Bound with the cords of love, Till we, around thy glorious throne, Shall joyous meet above: Where sin and sorrow from each heart Shall then for ever fly, And not one thought that we shall part Once intercept our joy. SONG 70. S. M. I love thy kingdom, Lord, The house of thine abode, The church our blest Redeemer sav'd With his own precious blood. Beyond my highest joy I prize her heav'nly ways, Her sweet communion, solemn vows, Her hymns of love and praise. Jesus, thou friend divine, Our Saviour and our King, Thy hand from ev'ry snare and foe Shall great deliverance bring. Sure as thy truth shall last, To Zion shall be giv'n The brightest glories earth can yield, &nd brighter bliss of heav'n. 184 SPIRITUAL SONGS. SONG 71. C M. Thou art our Shepherd, glorious God ! Thy little flock behold, And guide us by thy staff and rod, The children of thy fold. We praise thy name that we were brought To this delightful place, Where we are watch'd, and warn'd, and The children of thy grace. [taught, May all our friends, thy servants here, Meet with us all above, And we and they in heav'n appear, The children of thy love. SONG 72. L. M. Happy the saints whose lot is cast Where oft is heard the gospel sound ; The word is pleasing to their taste, A healing balm for ev'ry wound. With joy they hasten to the place, Where they their Saviour oft have met ; And while they feast upon his grace, Their burdens and their griefs forget. This favor' d lot, my friends, is ours ; May we the privilege improve, And find these consecrated hours Sweet earnests of the joys above. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 185 SONG 73. L. M. Come, Christian brethren, ere we part, Join ev'ry voice and ev'ry heart ; One solemn hymn to God we raise, One final song of grateful praise. Christians, we here may meet no more; But there is yet a happier shore ; And there, released from toil and pain, Dear brethren, we shall meet again. SONG 74. L. M. Lord, now we part in thy blest name, In which we here together came ; Grant us our few remaining days, To work thy will and spread thy praise. Teach us, in life and death, to bless Thee,Lord,our strength and righteousness; And grant us all to meet above, Where we shall better sing thy love ! SONG 75. S. M. How honor' d is the place, Where we adoring stand, Zion, the glory of the earth, And beauty of the land. 186 itual MM Bulwarks of grace defend The city where we dwell ; While walls of strong salvation made, Defy th' assaults of hell. Lift up th' eternal gates, The doors wide open fling Enter, ye nations, that obey The statutes of your King. Here taste unmingled joys, And live in perfect peace ; You that have known Jehovah's name, And ventured on his grace. Trust in the Lord, ye saints, And banish all your few Strength in the Lord Jehovah d Eternal as his years. SONG 76. S. M. Come, we that love the Lord, And let our joys be known : Join in a song with sweet accord, And thus surround the throne. The sorrows of the mind Be banish' d from this pi i Religion never was design7 d To make our pleasures less. 1 • A nobler choice be mine ; A real prize attracts my view — A treasure all divine. Away, unworthy of my cares, You specious baits of sense ; Inestimable worth appears, The pearl of price immense ! Jesus, to multitudes unknown — 0 name divinely sweet ! Jesus, in thee, in thee alone, Wealth, honor, pleasure meet. Should both the Indies, at my call, Their boasted stores resign, With joy I would renounce them all, For leave to call thee mine. 260 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Should earth's vain treasures all depart, Of this dear gift possessed, I'd clasp it to my joyful heart, And be for ever blest. Blest Sovereign of my soul's desires, Thy love is bliss divine ; Accept the praise that love inspires, Since I can call thee mine ! SONG 168. 8's. My gracious Redeemer I love 1 His praises aloud I'll proclaim, And join with the armies above To shout his adorable name. To gaze on his glories divine Shall be my eternal employ, And feel them incessantly shine, My boundless, ineffable joy. You palaces, sceptres, and crowns, Your pride with disdain I survey ; Your pomps are but shadows and sounds, And pass in a moment away. The crown that my Saviour bestows, Yon permanent sun shall outshine ; My joy everlastingly flows — My God, my Redeemer, is mine. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 261 SOXG 169. C. M. Long as I live I'll praise thy name, My King, my God of love; My work and joy shall be the same In the bright world above. Great is the Lord, his pow'r unknown, And let his praise be great : I'll sing the honors of thy throne, Thy work of grace repeat. Thy grace shall dwell upon my tongue ; And while my lips rejoice, The men that hear my sacred song Shall join their cheerful voice. Fathers to sons shall teach thy name, And children learn thy ways ; Ages to come thy truth proclaim, And nations sound thy praise. Thy glorious deeds of ancient date Shall through the world be known— Thy arm of pow'r, thy heav'nly state With public splendor shown. The world is managed by thy hand, Thy saints are rul'd by love ; And thy eternal kingdom stands, Though rocks and hills remove. 262 SPIRITUAL SONGS. SONG 170. 7'*. Now begin the heav'nly theme, Sing aloud in Jesus' name ; You who his salvation prove, Triumph in redeeming love. You, who see the Father's grace Beaming in the Saviour's face, As to Canaan on you move, Praise and bless redeeming love. Mourning souls, dry up your tears, Banish all your guilty fears ; See your guilt and curse remove, Cancell'd by redeeming love. You, alas ! who long have been Willing slaves of death and sin, Now from bliss no longer rove, Stop and taste redeeming love. Welcome all by sin oppress'd, Welcome to his sacred rest ; Nothing brought him from above — Nothing but redeeming love. He subdued th' infernal pow'rs — Those tremendous foes of ours From their cursed empire drove ; Mighty in redeeming love. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 263 Hither, then, your music bring, Strike aloud each cheerful string ; Mortals, join the hosts above, Join to praise redeeming love. SOXG 171. C. M. Asham'd of Christ ! our souls disdain The mean, ungen'rous thought ; Shall we disown that friend whose blood To man salvation brought ? "With the glad news of love and peace From heav'n to earth he came ; For us endur'd the painful cross, For us despis'd the shame. To his command let us submit Ourselves without delay ; Our lives — yea, thousand lives of ours, His love can ne'er repay. Each faithful foll'wer Jesus views With infinite delight ; Their lives to him are dear — their death Is precious in his sight. To bear his name — his cross to bear — Our highest honor this ! "Who nobly suffers for him now Shall reign with him in bliss. 264 SPIRITUAL S0NG8. But should we, in the evil day, From our profession fly, Jesus, the Judge, before the world The traitors will deny. SONG 172. 8'sand7's. 0 thou Fount of ev'ry blessing ! Tune my heart to sing thy praise ; Streams of mercy never ceasing Call for songs of loudest praise. Teach me ever to adore thee, May I still thy goodness prove, While the hope of endless glory Fills my heart with joy and love. Here I'll raise my Ebenezer, Hither by thy help V ve come, And I hope, by thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home. Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wand'ring from thy fold, 0 God ! He, to rescue me from danger, Did redeem me by his blood ! 0 ! to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrained to be! Let thy goodness, like a fetter, Bind me closer still to thee ! SPIRITUAL SONGS. 265 Never let me wander from thee, Never leave thee whom I love ; By thy Word and Spirit guide me, Till I reach thy courts above. SOXG 173. rsand6's. 0 when shall I see Jesus, And dwell with him above, To drink the flowing fountain Of everlasting love ? "When shall I be delivered From this vain world of sin, And with my blessed Jesus Drink endless pleasures in ? But now I am a soldier, My Captain' 8 gone before : He's given me my orders, And tells me not to fear. And if I hold out faithful, A crown of life he'll give, And all his valiant soldiers Eternal life shall have. Through grace I am determin'd To conquer though I die, And then away to Jesus On wings of love I'll fly. 266 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Farewell to sin and sorrow, I bid them both adieu : And jou, my friends, prove faithful, * And on your way pursue. And if you meet with troubles And trials on the way, Then cast your care on Jesus, And don't forget to pray. Gird on the heav'nly armor Of faith, and hope, and love, And when your warfare's ended, You'll reign with him above. 0 ! do not be discourag'd, For Jesus is your friend, And if you long for knowledge, On him you may depend ; Neither will he upbraid you, Though often you request ; He'll give you grace to conquer, And take you home to rest. Now to the Lord be glory For his redeeming love ! We'll sing the wondrous story In brighter worlds above. ^ We'll shout his hallelujahs, And join the heav'nly song With Noah, Job, and Daniel, And all the holy throng. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 267 SONG 174. C. M. I'm not asham'd to own my Lord, Nor to defend his cause, Maintain the honors of his word, The glory of his cross. Jesus, my Lord, I know his name, His nit me is all my trust ; Nor will he put my soul to shame, Nor let my hope be lost. Firm as his throne his promise stands, And he can well secure "What I've committed to his hands, Till the decisive hour. Then will he own my worthless name Before his Father's face, And in the New Jerusalem Appoint for me a place. 33:rf)ottatorg Songs, song 175. s. M. Awake, and sing the song Of Moses and the Lamb! Wake, ev'ry heart and ev'ry tongue, To praise the Saviour's name ! 268 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Sing of his dying love ! Sing of his rising pow'r ! Sing how he intercedes above For those whose sins he bore ! Sing on your heav'nly way, You ransom'd sinners, sing ; Sing on, rejoicing ev'ry day In Christ, the glorious King. Soon shall you hear him say, " You blessed children, come ;" Soon will he call you hence away, And take his pilgrims home. SONG 176. C. M. Behold what witnesses unseen Encompass us around, Men once like us with sufPrings tried, But now with glory crown'd. Let us, with zeal like theirs inspir'd, Pursue the Christian race ; And, freed from each encumbering weight, Their holy footsteps trace. Behold a witness nobler still, Who trod affliction's path — Jesus, at once the finisher And author of the faith. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 269 He for the joy before him set (So gen'rous was his love,) Endur'd the cross, despis'd the shame, And now he reigns above. If he the scorn of wicked men With patience did sustain, Becomes it those for whom he died To murmur and complain ? No — let our hearts no more despond, Our hands be weak no more ; Still let us trust our Father's love, His wisdom still adore. I SONG 177. C. M. Jesus, great Shepherd of thy sheep, To thee for help we fly, Thy little flock in safety keep ; For 0 ! the wolf is nigh. He comes, of hellish malice full, To scatter, tear, and slay ; He seizes every straggling soul, As his own lawful prey. Us into thy protection take, And gather with thy arm ; Unless the fold we first forsake, The wolf can never harm. 270 SPIRITUAL SONGS. We laugh to scorn his cruel pow'r, While by our Shepherd's side ; The sheep he never can devour, Unless he first divide. 0 do not suffer him to part The souls that here agree : But make us of one mind and heart, And keep us one in thee ! Together let us sweetly live, Together let us die ; And each a starry crown receive, And reign in worlds on high ! SONG 178. C. M. For me, 0 did my Saviour bleed, And did my Sov'reign die ! Would he devote that sacred head For such a worm as I ! Was it for crimes that I had done He groan'd upon the tree ? Amazing pity, grace unknown, And love beyond degree. Well might the sun in darkness hide, And shut his glories in, When Christ, the Lord, was crucified, For man, the rebel's sin. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 271 Thus might I hide my blushing face, While his dear cross appears ; Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, And melt my eyes to tears. But tears of grief can ne'er repay The debt of love I owe ; Here, Lord, I give myself away, 'Tis all that I can do. SONG 179. L. M. And is the gospel peace and love ? Such let our conversation be : The serpent blended with the dove — "Wisdom and meek simplicity. Whene'er the angry passions rise, And tempt our thoughts and tongues to strife, To Jesus let us lift our eyes, Bright pattern of the Christian life. 0 how benevolent and kind ! How mild ! how ready to forgive I Be this the temper of our mind, And these the rules by which we live. To do his heav'nly Father's will "Was his enjoyment and delight; Humility, and love, and zeal, Shone through his life divinely bright. 272 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Dispensing good where'er he came, The labors of his life were love — 0 1 if we love the Saviour's name, Let his divine example move. But ah ! how blind, how weak we are ! How frail, how apt to turn aside ! Lord, we depend upon thy care ; 0 may thy Spirit be our guide ! Thy fair example may we trace, To teach us what we ought to be ; Make us, by thy transforming grace Lord Jesus, daily more like thee. SONG 180. C. M. Go on, you pilgrims, while below, In the sure path of peace, Determin'd nothing else to know But Jesus and his grace. Observe your leader, follow him ; He through this world has been ; Often revil'd ; but like a lamb Did ne'er revile again. 0 ! take the pattern he has giv'n, And love your enemies ; And learn the only way to heav'n Through self-denial lies. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 273 Remember you must watch and pray While journeying on the road, Lest you should fall out by the way, And wound the cause of God. Contend for nothing but the fruit That feeds th' immortal mind ; For fruitless leaves no more dispute, But leave them to the wind. Go on rejoicing night and day, Your crown is yet before, Defy the trials of the way, The storm will soon be o'er. Soon we shall reach the promis'd land, With all the ransom'd race, And join with all the glorious band, To sing redeeming grace. There shall we meet to sing God's praise, And all his wonders tell, And triumph in redeeming grace; So, brethren, fare you well. SONG 181. C. M. Come, humble sinner, in whose breast A thousand thoughts revolve; Come, with your guilt and fear oppressed, And make this last resolve: — 18 274 SPIRITUAL SONGS. I'll go to Jesus, though my sin Has like a mountain rose ; His kingdom now I'll enter in, Whatever may oppose. Humbly I'll bow at his command, And there my guilt confess ; I'll own I am a wretch undone Without his sovereign grace. Surely he will accept my plea, For he has bid me come ; Forthwith I'll rise, and to him flee, For yet, he says, there's room. I cannot perish if I go ; I am resolv'd to try : For if I stay away, I know I must for ever die. SONG 182. C. M. How much the drooping hearts reviv6 Of those who fear the Lord, When sinners dead arc- made alive By his reviving word ! The servants of the Lord rejoice, When souls receive the word — When ransom'd sinners hear his voice, Return and love the Lord. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 275 The church of God their praises join, And of salvation sing ; They glorify the grace divine Of their victorious King. In heav'n above, th' angelic throng Around the throne rejoice ; But sinners sav'd should swell the song With loudest, sweetest voice.. SOXG 183. C. M. Since I can read my title clear To mansions in the skies, I bid farewell to ev'ry fear, And wipe my weeping eyes. Should earth against my soul engage, And hellish darts be hurPd, Then I would smile at Satan's rage, And face a frowning world. Let cares, like a wild deluge, come, And storms of sorrow fall, May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heav'n, my all. There shall I bathe my weary soul In seas of heavenly rest ; And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast. 27G SPIRITUAL SONGS. SONG 184. P. M. If life's pleasures charm you, give them not your heart, Lest the gift ensnare you from your God to part; Hi* favor seek, his praises speak; Fix here your hope's foundation; Serve hira, and he will ever be The Rock of your Salvation. If distress befall you, painful though it be, Let not grief appal you — to your Saviour flee; He ever near, your pray'r will hear, And calm your perturbation ; The waves of woe shall ne'er o'erflow The Rock of your Salvation. When earth's prospect fail you, let it not distress, Better comforts wait you — Christ will surely bless; To Jesus flee — your prop he'll be, Your heav'nly consolation ; For griefs below cannot o'erthrow The Rock of your Salvation. Dangers may approach you, let them not alarm; Christ will ever watch you, and protect from harm. He near you stands, with mighty hands To ward off each temptation; To Jesus fly ; he's ever nigh, The Rock of your Salvation. Let not death alarm you, shrink not from his blow ; For your God shall arm you, and victory bestow For death shall bring to you no sting, The grave no desolation : 'Tis sweet to die with Jesus nigh, The Rock of your Salvation. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 277 SONG 185. C. M. Rise, 0 my soul ! pursue the path By ancient heroes trod ; Ambitious view those holy men, Who liv'd and walk'd with God. Though dead, they speak in reason's ear, And in example live ; Their faith, and hope, and mighty deeds, Still fresh instruction give. 'Twas through the Lamb's most precious They conquer'd ev;ry foe ; [blood And to his pow'r and matchless grace Their crowns and honor owe. Lord, may we ever keep in view The patterns thou hast giv'n, And ne'er forsake the blessed road Which led them safe to heav'n. SONG 186. C. M. Oor souls are in the Saviour's hand, And he will keep them still, And you and I shall surely stand With him on Zion's hill. Him eye to eye we there shall see, Our face like his shall shine ; 0 ! what a glorious company, When saints and angels join ! 278 SPIRITUAL SONGS. 0 ! what a joyful meeting there ! In robes of white array: Palms in our hands we all shall bear, And crowns that ne'er decay 1 When we've been there ten thousand years Bright shining as the sun, We've no less days to sing God's praise, Than when we first begun. Then let us hasten to the day When all shall be brought home : Come, 0 Redeemer ! come away ! 0 Jesus ! quickly come ! SOXG 187. irk I would not live always : I ask not to stay Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way, The few cloudy mornings that dawn on us here, Are enough fur life's woes,full enough for its cheer. I would not live always : no — welcome the tomb, Since Jesus has lain there, I'll enter its gloom; There sweet be my rest till he bid me arise, To hail him in triumph descending the skies. Who, who would live always away from his God- Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode : Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains, And the noontide of glory eternally reigns ? SPIRITUAL SONGS. 279 Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet, Their Saviour and brethren transported to greet; While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul. SONG 188. L. M. Jesus, and shall it ever be, A mortal man asham'd of thee : Asham'd of thee, whom angels praise. Whose glory shines through endless days. Asham'd of Jesus ! Sooner far Let ev'ning blush to own a star ! He sheds the beams of light divine O'er this benighted soul of mine. Asham'd of Jesus ! Just as soon Let morning be asham'd of noon : 'Tis midnight with my soul, till he, Bright Morning Star, bid darkness flee. Asham'd of Jesus ! that dear friend, On whom my hopes oi% heav'n depend) No! when I blush, be this my shame, That I no more revere his name. Asham'd of Jesus ! Yes, I may, When I've no guilt to wash away, No tear to wipe, no good to crave, No fears to quell, no soul to save. 280 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Till then — nor is my boasting vain— Till then I'll boast a Saviour slain ! And 0 ! may this my glory be, That Christ is not asham'd of me J SONG 189. L. M. Lord, we adore thy conq'ring grace, Which crowns the gospel with success, Subjecting rebels to thy yoke, And bringing to the fold thy flock. May those who have thy truth confess'd, As their own faith, and hope, and rest, From day to day still more increase In faith, in love, in holiness ! As living members may they share The joys and griefs which others bear, And active in their stations prove, In all the offices of love. From all temptations now defend, And keep them steadfast to the end ; While in thy house they still improve, Until they join the church above ! SONG 190. L. Iff. Come, you that love the Lord indeed, AVho are from sin and bondage freed, Submit to all the ways of God, And walk the narrow, happy road. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 281 Were all united heart and hand, Join'd in one band completely ; We're marching through ImmauueVs landt Where waters flow most sweetly. Great tribulation you shall meet, But soon shall walk the golden street; Though hell may rage and vent its spite, Yet Christ will save his heart's delight That happy day will soon appear, When Michael's trumpet you shall hear Sound through the earth — yea, down to hell, And call the nations great and small. Behold the world in burning flames ! The trumpet louder still proclaims : The world must hear and know her doom; The separation day has come. Behold the righteous marching home, And all the angels bid them come, While Christ the Judge these words proclaims, " Here come my saints — I own their names I" "You everlasting gates, fly wide, Make ready to receive my bride ; You harps of heav'n, now sound aloud, Here come the ransom'd by my blood \" In grandeur see the royal line, In glitt'ring robes the sun outshine ! See saints and angels join in one, And march in splendor to the throne. 282 SPIRITUAL SONGS. They stand, and wonder, and look on: They join in one eternal song, Their great Redeemer to admire, While rapture sets their soul on fire. SOXG 191. C. M. Awake, you saints, and raise your eyes, And raise your voices high ; Awake, and praise that sov'reign love That shows salvation nigh. On all the wings of time it flies; Each moment brings it near ; Then welcome each declining day Welcome each closing year ! Not many years their round shall run, Not many mornings rise, Ere all its glories stand reveal'd To our admiring e}es. You wheels of nature, speed your course ; You mortal pow'rs, decay ; Fast as you bring the night of death, You bring eternal day. SOXG 192. L. If. I know that my Redeemer lives : What comfort this sweet sentence gives ! He lives, he lives who once was dead, He lives, my ever-living head ! SPIRITUAL SONGS. 283 He lives to bless me with his love, He lives to plead for me above, He lives my hungry soul to feed, He lives to bless in time of need. He lives to grant me rich supply, He lives to guide me with his eye, He lives to comfort me when faint, He lives to hear my soul's complaint. He lives, my kind, wise, heav'nly friend, He lives, and loves me to the end ; He lives, and while he lives I'll sing, He lives, my Prophet, Priest and King! He lives, and grants me daily breath ; He lives, and I shall conquer death ; He lives my mansion to prepare, He lives to bring me safely there. He lives, all glory to his name ! He lives, my Jesus, still the same ! 0 the sweet joy this sentence gives — 1 know that my Redeemer lives ! 284 SPIRITUAL SONGS. 12bangelt)ing or Recruiting Songs, soxg 193. H. M. Blow you the trumpet, blow The gladly solemn sound ! Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound, The year of jubilee is come ; Return, you ransom'd sinners, home. Extol the Lamb of God, The sin-atoning Lamb: Redemption by his blood Through all the world proclaim : The year of Jubilee is come ; Return, you ransom'd sinners, home. Jesus, our great High Priest, Propitiation made: You weary spirits, rest, You mournful souls, be glad : The year of Jubilee is come: Return, you ransom'd sinners, home. You slaves of sin and hell, Your liberty receive: And safe in Jesus dwell, And bless'd in Jesus live : The year of Jubilee is come; Return, you ransom'd sinners, home. SPIRITUAL BONO& 288 You bankrupt debtors, know The wondrous grace of heav'n ; Though sums immense you owe, A free discharge is giv'n: The year of Jubilee is come : Return, you ransom'd sinners, home. You who have sold for naught The heritage above. Shall have it back unbought, The gift of Jesus' love: The year of Jubilee is come ; Return, you ransom'd sinners, home. The gospel trumpet hear, The news of heav'nly grace ; And, sav'd from earth, appear Before your Saviour's face : The year of Jubilee is come ; Return, you ransom'd sinners, home. SOXG 19-1. S*s, 7% and 4's. Come, you sinners, poor and needy, Weak and wounded, sick and sore; Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity, love, and pow'r : He is able, He is willing — doubt no more. 286 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Let not conscience make you linger, Nor of fitness fondly dream ; All the fitness he requireth, Is to feel your need of him ; This he gives you, 'Tis the Saviour's rising beam. Come, you weary, heavy laden, Bruis'd and mangled by the fall ; If you tarry till you're better, You will never come at all. Not the righteous — Sinners Jesus came to call. Agonizing in the garden, Lo ! your Saviour prostrate lies ! On the bloody tree behold him ! Hear him cry before he dies, " It is finish'd I" Sinners, will not this suffice ? Lo ! the rising Lord, ascending, Pleads the virtue of his blocd : Venture on him, venture freely, Let no other trust intrude : None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good. Saints and angels, join'd in concert, Sing the praises of the Lamb, While the blissful seats of heaven Sweetly echo to his name : Hallelujah! Sinners now his love proclaim. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 287 SOXG 195. C. M. C> {that amazing words of grace Are in the gospel found ! Suited to ev'ry sinner's case, Who hears the joyful sound. Poor, sinful, thirsty, fainting souls, Are freely welcome here ; Salvation like a river rolls, Abundant, free, and clear. Come then with all your wants and wounds ; Your er'ry burden bring ; Here love, unchanging love, abounds — A deep celestial spring ! Whoever will (0 gracious word !) Shall of this stream partake ; Come, thirsty souls, and bless the Lord, And drink for Jesus' sake ! Millions of sinners, vile as you, Have here found life and peace ! Come, then, and prove its virtues too, And drink, adore, and bless. SOXG 196. C. M. Am I a soldier of the cross, A foll'wer of the Lamb? And shall I fear to own his cause, Or blush to speak his name ? 288 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Must I be carried to the skies On flow'ry beds of ease. While others fought to win the prize And saiFd through bloody seas ? Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God ? Since I must fight if I would reign ; Increase my courage, Lord ! I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by thy word. Thy saints in all this glorious war Shall conquer though they die ; They see the triumph from afar, And seize it with their eye. When that illustrious day shall rise, And all thine armies shine In robes of vict'ry through the skies, The glory shall be thine. song 197. c. if. How free and boundless is the grace Of our redeeming God ! Extending to the Greek and Jew, And men of ev'ry blood. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 289 The mightiest king, the meanest slave, May his rich mercy taste ; He bids the beggar and the prince Come to the gospel feast. None are excluded thence, but those Who do themselves exclude ; Welcome the learned and polite, The ignorant and rude. Come then, you men of ev'ry name, Of ev'ry tribe and tongue : What you are willing to receive May unto you belong. SONG 198. C. M. Let ev'ry mortal ear attend, And ev'ry heart rejoice ; The trumpet of the gospel sounds With an inviting voice : — Ho ! all you hungry, starving souls, Who feed upon the wind, And vainly strive with earthly toys To till an empty mind : Eternal wisdom has prepaid A soul-reviving feast, And bids your longing appetites The rich provision taste. 19 290 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Ho ! you that pant for living streams, And pine away and die, Here may you quench your raging thirst With springs that never dry. Rivers of love and mercy here In a rich ocean join ; Salvation in abundance flows, Like floods of milk and wine. Great God ! the treasures of thy love Are everlasting mines, Deep as our helpless miseries are, And boundless as our sins. The happy gates of gospel grace Stand open night and day : Lord, we are come to seek supplies, And drive our wants away. SONG 199. C. M. Jesus, thy blessings are not few, Nor is thy gospel weak ; Thy grace can melt the stubborn Jew, And heal the dying Greek. Wide as the reach of Satan's rage Does thy salvation flow : 'Tis not confin'd to sex nor age, The lofty nor the low. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 291 &c. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 299 SOXG 208. C. M. On Zion, his own holy mount, God has a feast prepared, And Israel's sons and Gentile lands Have in the banquet shar'd. Marrow and fatness are the food His bounteous hand bestows ; Wine on the lees, and well refin'd, In rich abundance flows. See to the vilest of the vile A free acceptance giv'n ! See rebels by adopting grace Sit with the heirs of heav'n ! The pain'd, the sick, the dying now To ease and health restor'd, With eager appetites partake The dainties of the board. But 0 ! what pleasant draughts unknown, What dainties shall be giv'n, When with the myriads round the throne* We join the feast of heav'n ! There joys immeasurably high Shall overflow the soul ; And springs of life, that never dry, In thousand channels roll. 300 SPIRITUAL SONGS. SONG 209. S. M. Now is th' accepted time, Now is the day of grace ; Now, sinners, come, without delay, And seek the Saviour's face. Now is th' accepted time, The Saviour calls to-day ; To-morrow it may be too late — Then why should you delay ? Now is th' accepted time, The gospel bids you come ; And ev'ry promise in his word Declares there yet is room. SONG 210. L. M. Wisdom divine ordain'd the plan To save rebellious, fallen man ; Attend, you sons of men, give ear ; The righteousness of God is near. The Saviour sends the heralds forth, From east to west, from south to north, Go preach to all — to Israel first, Believe, repent, and be immers'd. In spirit Peter preach'd aloud To the astonish'd, listening crowd ; Convinc'd, they cry — What shall we do T' escape from everlasting wo ? SPIRITUAL SONGS. 301 Reform, he cried — in Jesus' name Be all immers'd, despise the shame ; Remission full the Lord will give, The Spirit, too, you shall receive. This is the way ordain' d by God To enter his divine abode — His church on earth — come, enter in, No longer serve the tyrant, sin. Haste and escape the threatening storm, Believe in Jesus, and reform ; Rise — be immers'd without delay, And wash your num'rous sins away. SONG 211. L. M. Come, sinners, to the gospel feast, Let ev'ry soul be Jesus' guest ; You need not one be left behind, For God has bidden all mankind. Hark ! 'tis the Saviour's gracious call, The invitation is to all ; Come, all the world — come, sinner, thou ; All things in Christ are ready now. Come, all you souls by sin oppress'd, You weary wand'rers after rest ; You poor, and maim'd, and halt, and blind, In Christ a hearty welcome find. 302 SPIRITUAL SONGS. The message, as from God, receive, You all may come to Christ and live ; 0 let his love your hearts constrain, Nor suffer him to call in vain. This is the time — no more delay ; The Saviour calls you all to-day : 0 may his call effectual prove ! Accept the offers of his love ! SONG 212. 7'sand6's. Stop, poor sinner, stop and think, Before you farther go ! Will you sport upon the brink Of everlasting wo ? All your sins will round you crowd, Sins of a crimson dye ; Each for vengeance crying loud, And what can you reply ? Say, have you an arm like God, That you his will oppose ? Fear you not that iron rod With which he breaks his foes ? Can you stand in that dread day, When judgment he'll proclaim, And the earth shall melt away Like wax before the flame ? SPIRITUAL SOXGS. 303 Though your hearts be made of steel, Your forehead lin'd with brass, God at length will make you feel, He will not let you pass : Sinners then in vain will call, Who now despise his grace, " Rocks and mountains, on us fall, And hide us from his face ln But as yet there is a hope, You may his mercy know ; Though his arm be lifted up, He still forbears the blow ; 'Twas for sinners Jesus died, Sinners he invites to come ; None who come shall be denied, He says, " There still is room." SOXG 213. 7's. Sixxers, turn — why will you die ? God, your Maker, asks you why : God, who did your being give, Made you with himself to live. Sinners, turn — why will you die ? Christ, your Saviour, asks you why: He, who did your souls retrieve, He, who died that you might live. 304 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Will you let him die in vain? Crucify your Lord again ? Why — you ransom'd sinners — why Will you slight his grace and die? Will you not his grace receive ? Will you still refuse to live ? Oh ! you dying sinners, why — Why will you for ever die ? SONG 214. 7'b. Come, you weary sinners, come — All who feel your heavy load ; Jesus calls the wand'rers home ; Hasten to your pard'ning God. Come, you guilty souls, oppress'd, Answer to the Saviour's call ; Come, and I will give you rest ; Come, and be delivered all. Hear the great Redeemer call you ; Cease to heave the plaintive sigh ; Let not guilt or fear enthral you ; Come, and you shall never die. If by sin or sore temptation You are weary and oppress'd, Hear the Saviour's invitation, " Come, and I will give you rest." SPIRITUAL SOXGS. 305 SONG 215. nv. Delay not, delay not, 0 sinner, draw near, The waters of life are now flowing for thee ; No price is demanded, the Saviour is here, Redemption is purchas'd — salvation is free. Delay not, delay not ! why longer abuso The love and compassion of Jesus our Lord ! A fountain is open'd; how canst thou refuse To wash and be cleans'd in his pardoning blood ? Delay not, delay not ! 0 sinner, to come ; For mercy still lingers, and calls thee to-day; Her voice is not heard in the vale of the tomb ; Her message, unheeded, will soon pass away. Delay not, delay not ! the Spirit of grace, Long grieved and resisted,entreats thee to come; Beware, lest in darkness thou finish thy race, And sink to the vale of eternity's gloom. Delay not, delay not! the hour is at hand, The earth shall dissolve and the heavens shall fade, The dead, small and great, in the judgment shall stand; What pow'r, then, 0 sinner, shall lend the$ its aid? SOXG 216. 7's. Sinners, come and taste with me Consolation rich and free, From our wealthy Father's board With the rarest dainties stored. 20 306 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Wherefore should we feast alone ? God invites you ev'ry one ; All that come of free good will, Make the banquet sweeter still. Come, 0 come to mercy's door ; Christ receiveth all the poor ; Jesus gives a glorious share ; To his banquet, then, repair. SONG 21 7. 8's, 7's, and 4's. What, poor sinner, means this sadness ? Wherefore art thou thus cast down ? Let thy grief be turn'd to gladness, Bid thy restless fears be gone ; ' Look to Jesus, And rejoice in his blest name. Though ten thousand ills beset thee, From without and from within, Jesus never will forget thee ; Only turn and follow him : He is faithful To perform his gracious word. SONG 218. 8's and 7's. Sinners, hear your Lord and Saviour, Hear his gracious voice to-day ; Turn from all your vain behaviour ; 0 repent, return, obey ! SPIRITUAL SONGS. 307 0 be wise before you languish On the bed of dying strife ; Endless joy or endless anguish Turns upon th' events of life. Open, now, your case before him, Bid the Saviour welcome in ; 0 receive him ! 0 adore him ! Take a full discharge from sin. -Come, for all things now are ready, Yet there's room for many more ; 0 you blind, you lame, you needy, Come to wisdom's boundless store ! SOXG 219. S. M. Like Noah's weary dove, That soar'd the earth around, But not a resting-place above The cheerless waters found, — 0 cease, my wand'ring soul, On restless wing to roam ; All the wide world to either pole Has not for thee a home. Behold the Ark of God, Behold the open door ; . Hasten to gain that dear abode, And rove, my soul, no more. 308 SPIRITUAL SONGS. There safe thou shalt abide, There sweet shall be thy rest, And ev'ry longing satisfied, With full salvation blest. And when the waves of ire, Again the earth shall fill, The ark shall ride the sea of fire, Then rest on Zion's hill. SONG 220. C. M. Lo ! Wisdom stands with smiling face, And courts us to her arms ! Who can resist the wondrous grace, And slight her pow'rful charms ? She, gen'rous, holds out to our sight Riches which shall endure ; Nor sparkling rabies half so bright, Nor finest gold so pure. Eternal pleasures fill her train, Pleasures that never cloy ; Come, drink of bliss unmix'd with pain, And taste celestial joy. Immortal crowns she now displays, And thrones beyond the skies ; Accept her blessings while she stays, And seize the glorious prize. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 309 SOXG 221. C. M. Ho ! je that thirst, a living fount For you is open'd wide — The fount that gush'd on Calv'ry's mount From our Redeemer's side. Come, seek salvation through the blood So freely pour'd for you ; 0 leave the broad and downward road That leads to endless woe. Come, ye who long in vain have sought True happiness to find, In all the joys of earth there's naught Can fill th' immortal mind. Come, and partake the blessed feast That Christ for you has spread ; Not all the treasures of the east Can buy this living bread. Come, join the humble, happy band, That sing redemption's lay ; With them, united heart and hand, Pursue the heav'nly way. soxg 222. c. m. Return, 0 wand'rer, now return ! And seek thy Father's face ; Those new desires which in thee burn Were kindled by his grace. 310 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Return, 0 wand'rer, now return ! He hears thy humble sigh ! He sees thy soften'd spirit mount, When no one else is nigh. Return, 0 wanderer, now return ! Thy Saviour bids thee live ; Go to his feet, and grateful learn How freely he'll forgive. Return, 0 wand'rer, now return ! And wipe the falling tear ; Thy Father calls — no longer mourn, ;Tis love invites thee near. SONG 223. C. M. Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor, Behold a royal feast, Where mercy spreads her bounteous store For ev'ry humble guest. See, Jesus stands with open arras ; He calls, he bids you come ; Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms; But see, there yet is room : Room in the Savi©ur's bleeding heart; There love and pity meet ; Nor will he bid the soul depart That trembles at his feet. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 311 0 come, and with his children taste The blessings of his love, While hope attends the sweet repast Of nobler joys above. There, with united heart and voice, Before th' eternal throne, Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice In ecstasies unknown. And yet ten thousand thousand more Are welcome still to come ; Ye longing souls, the grace adore ; Approach — there yet is room. SOXG 224. 8's, t% and 4's. Come, you poor and thirsty sinners, % To the living waters come ; Jesus bids you come and welcome, And declares he'll cast out none: Give him credit ; He's Jehovah's faithful Son ! Hearken to the Bride and Spirit, Seize the promises divine ; Without money, price, or merit, Buy of Jesus milk and wine ; His rich bounty Freely take : he makes it thine. 312 SriRITUAL SONGS. Wherefore toil ye still for nothing, Spend your strength and treasure too? Joyfully receive the blessing Which his lil/ral hands bestow; All his goodness Let your souls delight to know. SONG 225. ll's. Why stand you here idle, my friends, ail the day ? Your moments, so fleeting, will soon pass away \ All things are provided for sinners undone, And you are invited and welcome to come. Here mercy and pardon, here love and free grac? ; Here strong consolation, here great joy and peace ; Here hope for the hopeless — the weary find rest ; Here all things are plenty for sinners distress'd. Her« wine, milk, and honey, are plenty in store, Sufficient for thousands, yea, millions, and more; Here balm for the wounded, here strength for the weak ; Here cordials divine are prepared for the sick. Here armor and weapons for soldiers to wield ; A breastplate, a helmet, a sword and a shield; The poor receive riches, a crown for the head, Eternal salvation and life from the dead. 0 come, all ye needy, ye poor and distress'd, Partake of his grace, and then ever be bless'd; 0 come without money to Jesus and buy ; Then love him, and praise him, for ever on high* SPIRITUAL SONGS. 313 song 226. ii's. The Lord is the fountain of goodness and love, Which flowing in Eden, in streams from above, Refresh'd ev'ry moment the first happy pair Till sin stopp'd the current and brought in despair. 0 wretched condition ! what anguish and pain ; They thirst for the fountain, and seek it in vain; To sin's bitter waters they fly for relief; They drink, but the draught still increases their grief. Glad tidings! glad tidings! no more we complain! Our Jesus has open'd the fountain again : Now mingled with mercy, and rich with free grace, From Zion 'tis flowing to all the lost race. How happy the prospect! how pleasant the road, When led down the stream by the angel of God; Though shallow at first, yet we find it at last A river so boundless it cannot be pass'd. Come, sinners ! poor sinners ! tis boundless and free, In Eden once flowing 'twas open'd for thee, This water has virtue to heal all complaints ; Come, drink, ye distressed, and rejoice with the saints. Say not — " I'm a sinner and must not partake f For this very reason the Lord bids you take; Say not — " Too unworthy, the vilest of all;" For such, not the righteous, the Lord came to call. 314 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Come, fill the dead sinners, here life you may find t Come, all ye poor beggars, ye halt, and ye blind ; The Spirit invites you, the Bride bids you too; Come, call all your neighbors, they're welcome with you. SONG 227. C. M. 0 happy is the man who hears Instruction's warning voice ; And who celestial wisdom makes His early, only choice. For she has treasure greater far Than east or west unfold, And her reward is more secure Than all the gain of gold. In her right hand she holds to view A length of happy years ; And in her left the prize of fame And honor bright appears. She guides our youth with innocence In pleasure's path to tread ; A crown of glory she bestows Upon the hoary head. According as her labors rise, So her rewards increase ; Her ways are ways of pleasantness, And all her paths are peace. SPIRITUAL SOXGS. 315 SONG 228. L. M. Broad is the road that leads to death ; And thousands walk together there ; But wisdom shows a narrow path, "With here and there a traveller. "Deny thyself, and take thy cross," Is the Redeemer's great command ; Nature must count her gold but dross, If she would gain this heavenly land. The fearful soul that tires and faints, And walks the w*ays of God no more, Is but esteenrd almost a saint, And makes his own destruction sure. Lord, let my hopes be not in vain, Create my heart entirely new : This hypocrites could ne'er attain; This false apostates never knew. SOXG 229. S's, 7's, and 4's. Hear, 0 sinner! mercy hails you ; Xow with sweetest voice she calls ; Bids you haste — accept the Saviour, E'er the hand of justice falls : Hear, 0 sinner — 'Tis the voice of mercv calls. 316 SPIRITUAL SONGS. See the storm of vengeance gath'ring O'er the path you dare to tread; The reward which God is meas'ring, Soon snail fall upon your head : Turn, 0 sinner, Lest the lightning strike you dead. Haste and flee to Christ the Saviour ; Seek his mercy while you may ; Soon the day of grace is over, Soon your life must pass away : Haste, 0 sinner, You must perish if you stay. SONG 230. 12's, ll's, and 8's. The Prince of Salvation in triumph is riding, And glory attends him along his bright way ; The news of his grace on the breezes are gliding, And nations are owning his sway. And now through the darkness of earth's gloomy regions, The wheels of his chariot are rolling sublime ; His banners unfolding his own true religion, Dispelling the errors of time. Behold a bright angel from heaven descending, High lifting his trumpet, hosannas to raise; " Hail, Son of the Highest ! let ev'ry knee bending Adore thee with offrings of praise. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 317 " Thy sword and thy buckler shall save and de- liver The poor and the needy, from foes that assail* Thy bow and thy quiver shall vanquish for ever The Prince and the legions of hell. " Ride on in thy greatness, thou conquering Sa- viour; Let thousands of thousands submit to thy reign, Acknowledge thy goodness, entreat for thy favor, And follow thy glorious train. ♦'Ride on. till the compass of thy great dominion, The globe shall encircle from pole uuto pole; And mankind, cemented with friendship and union, Obey thee with heart and with soul. ''Then loud shall ascend from each sanctified nation The voice of thanksgiving, the chorus of praise, And heaven shall echo the song of salvation, In rich and melodious lays." soxg 231. ii's. O turn you ! 0 turn you, for why will you die, When God in his mercy is Cuming so nigh? Now Jesus invites you, the Spirit says come, The brethren are waiting to welcome you home. How vain the delusion, that while you delay, Four hearts may grow better by staying away: Come wretched, come starving, come just as you be, Here streams of salvation are flowing most free. 318 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Here Jesus is ready your souls to receive ; 0, how can you question, since now you believe? Since sin is your burden, why will you not come? He now bids you welcome — he now says there's room. In riches, in pleasure, what can you obtain, To soothe your affliction or banish your pain ; To bear up your spirit when summon'd to die, Or waft you to mansions of glory on high ? "Why will you be starving and feeding on air ? There's mercy in Jesus enough and to spare; If still you are doubting, make trial and see, And prove that his mercy is boundless and free. SOXG 232. L. M. This is the word of truth and love, Sent to the nations from above ; Jehovah here resolves to show What his almighty grace can do. This remedy did Wisdom find, To heal diseases of the mind ; This sov'reign balm, whose virtues can Restore the ruin'd creature, man. This gospel bids the dead revive; Sinners obey the voice and live, Dry bones are rais'd and cloth'd afresh, And hearts of stone are turn'd to tlesh. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 319 Where Satan re^n'd in shades of night, The gospel strikes a heav'nly light ; Our lusts its wondrous pow'r controls, And calms the rage of angry souls. Lions, and beasts of savage name, Put on the nature of the lamb, While the wide world esteems it strange, Gaze, and admire, and hate the change. Still may his grace my soul renew, Let sinners gaze and hate me too ; The word that saves me, does engage A sure defence from all their ra^e. SOXG 233. L. M. God, in the gospel of his Son, Makes his eternal counsels known ; 'Tis here his richest mercy shines, And truth is drawn in fairest lines. Here sinners of an humble frame May taste his grace and learn his name ; 7Tis writ in characters of blood, Severely just — immensely good. Here Jesus, in ten thousand ways, His soul-attracting charms displays ; Recounts his poverty and pains, And tells his love in melting strains. 320 SPIRITUAL SONGS. May this blest volume ever lie Close to my heart, and near my eye — Till life's last hour my soul engage, And be my chosen heritage ! SONG 234. L. M. 0 Love, beyond conception great, That form'd the vast, stupendous plaiL Where all divine perfections meet To reconcile rebellious man. There wisdom shines in fullest blaze, And justice all her right maintains — Astonish' d angels stoop to gaze, While mercy o'er the guilty reigns. Yes, mercy reigns, and justice too ; In Christ they both harmonious meet ; He paid to justice all her due ; And now he fills the mercy seat. SONG 235. L. M. " Come hither, all ye weary souls, Ye heavy-laden sinners, come ; I'll give you rest from all your toils, And raise you to my heav'nly home. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 321 " They shall find rest who learn of me : I'm of a meek and lowly mind ; But passion rages like the sea, And pride is restless as the wind. " Blest is the man whose shoulders take My yoke, and bear it with delight : My yoke is easy to the neck ; My grace shall make the burden light." Jesus, we come at thy commard; "With faith and hope and humble zeal, Besign our spirits to thy hand, To mould and guide us a thy will. SONG 236. L. M. Wand'rer from God, return, return, And seek an injur' d Father's face ; Those warm desires, that in thee burn, "Were kindled by reclaiming grace. "Wand'rer from God, return, return ; Thy Father hears that deep-felt sigh ; He sees thy soften' d spirit mourn ; And mercy's voice invites thee nigh. Wand'rer from God, return, return ; Renounce thy fears ; thy Saviour lives ; Go to his bleeding cross, and learn How freely, fully he forgives. 21 322 SPIRITUAL SONGS. soxg 237. r*. Ye who in his courts are found Listening to the joyful sound, Lost and hopeless as ye are, Sons of sorrow, sin, and care, Glorify the King of kings ; Take the peace the gospel brings. Turn to Christ your longing eyes ; View his bleeding sacrifice ; See in him your sins forgiv'n, Pardon, holiness, and heav'n ; Glorify the King of kings ; Take the peace the gospel brings. SONG 238. 7'a. From the cross uplifted high, "Where the Saviour deigns to die, What melodious sounds we hear, Bursting on the ravish' d ear ! — " Love's redeeming work is done ; Come and welcome, sinner, come. " Sprinkled now with blood the throne, Why beneath thy burdens groan ? On my pierced body laid, Justice owns the ransom paid ; Bow the knee, embrace the Son ; Come and welcome, sinner, come. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 323 " Spread for thee, the festal board See with richest dainties stor'd ; To thy Father's bosom press'd, Yet again a child confessed, Never from his house to roam, Come and welcome, sinner, come. " Soon the days of life shall end ; Lo, I come, your Saviour, Friend, Safe your spirits to convey To the realms of endless day, Up to my eternal home ; Come and welcome, sinner, come/' SOXG 239. 8's, 1% and 4's. Sinners, will you scorn the message Sent in mercy from above ? Er'ry sentence, 0 how tender, Ev'ry line is full of love ; Listen to it ; Ev'ry line is full of love. Hear the heralds of the gospel News from Zion's King proclaim: " Pardon to each rebel sinner ; Free forgiveness in his name :" 0 how gracious ! 11 Free forgiveness in his name n 324 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Who hath our report believed ? Who receiv'd the joyful word ? Who embrac'd the news of pardon Offer'd to you by the Lord ? Can you slight it ? Offer'd to you by the Lord ? 0 ye angels, hov'ring round us, Waiting spirits, speed your way ; Haste ye to the court of heaven ; Tidings bear without delay : Rebel sinners Glad the message will obey. SOXG 240. 7's. Weeping sinners, dry your tears ; Jesus on the throne appears ; Mercy comes with balmy wing, Bids you his salvation sing. Peace he brings you by his death, Peace he speaks with ev'ry breath ; Can you slight such heavenly charms ? Flee, 0 flee to Jesus' arms. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 325 4fct00tofta*2 Jggmns. SOXG 241. S. M. Rise, gracious God, and shine In all thy saying might ; Now prosper eVry good design To spread thy glorious light. 0 bring the nations near, That they may sing thy praise ; Thy word let all the heathen hear, And learn thy holy ways. Send forth thy glorious pow'r ; All nations then shall see, And earth present her grateful store, In converts born to thee. SOXG 242. S. ML How beauteous are their feet Who stand on Zion's hill ; Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of grace reveal. How charming is their voice ! How sweet their tidings are ! " Zion, behold thy Saviour King, He reigns and triumphs here.0 326 SPIRITUAL SONGS. How happy are our ears That hear the joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found ! How blessed are our eyes That see the heav'nly light ! Prophets and priests desir'd it long, But died without the sight. You watchmen, join your voice, And tuneful notes employ ; Jerusalem, break forth in songs ; Ye deserts, learn the joy. 0 Lord, make bare thy arm Through all the earth abroad ! Let ev'ry nation now behold Their Saviour and their God. Glory to God on high ! And peace o'er all the earth ! Good- will to men — to angels joy At our Redeemer's birth. SONG 243. S. M. Go with thy servant, Lord, His ev'ry step attend ; All needful help to him afford, And bless him to the end. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 327 Preserve him from all wrong : Stand thou at his right hand : And keep him from the slanderous tongue And persecuting band. May he proclaim aloud The wonders of thy grace ; And do thou, to the listening crowd, His faithful labors bless. Farewell, dear laVrer, go ; We part with thee in love ; And if we meet no more below, 0 may we meet above. SOXG 244. S. M. Stand up and bless the Lord, Ye people of his choice ; Stand up and bless the Lord your God With heart, and soul, and voice. 0 for the living flame, From his own altar brought, To touch our lips, our minds inspire, And raise to heaven our thought. God is our strength and song, And his salvation ours ; Then be his love in Christ proclaim* d With all our ransom'd powers. 328 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Stand up and bless the Lord, The Lord your God adore, Stand up, and bless his glorious name, Henceforth for evermore. SONG 2-15. L. M. So let your lips and lives express The holy gospel you profec So let your works and virtues shine, To prove the doctrine all divine. Thus shall you best proclaim abroad The honors of your baviour God ; YJThen his salvation reigns within, And grace subdues the power of sin. Your flesh and sense must be denied, Fusion and envy, lust and pride : While justice, tenip'rance, truth, and love, Your inward piety approve. Religion bears your spirits up, While you expect that blessed hope — And bright appearance of the Lord — And faith stands leaning on his word. Welcome, then, brethren of the Lord ; The rest his word and church afford ot, and may his grace divine, Cause vou in deeds of love to shine. swg 246. 241 330 SPIRITUAL SONGS. May the heathen, now adoring Idol-gods of wood and stone, Come, and worshipping before him Serve the living God alone ! Let thy glory Fill the earth as floods the sea. Thou to whom all power is given, Speak the word : at thy command Let thy truth and faithful heralds Spread thy name from land to land : Lord, be with them Alwavs to the end of time. SOXG 24^. L. M. Arm of the Lord, awake! awake! Put on thy strength, the nations shake, And let the world, adoring Triumphs of mercy wrought by thee. the heathen, from thy throne, " I am Jehovah — God alone !" Thy voice their idols shall confound, And cast their altars to the ground. No more let human blood be spilt, Vain sacrifice for human guilt ! But to each conscience be applied The blood that flowed from Jesus' side. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 331 Let Zion's time of favor come ; 0 bring the tribes of Israel home ! And let our wand'ring eyes behold Gentiles and Jews in Jesus' fold. Almighty God, thy grace proclaim In ev'ry land, of ev'ry name ! Let adverse powers before thee fall And crown the Saviour Lord of all SONG 249. P. M. With songs of grateful praise Surround Jehovah's seat; The goodness of his ways Through all the earth repeat; His mercy rose Ere time was known, And from his throne Eternal flows. He bids his light arise, And sends his gospel forth ; From east to west it flies, And fills the south and north ; His mighty grace Its power imparts, And willing hearts His truth embrace. 332 SriRITUAL SONGS. Then far as isles extend, To the vast ocean's bound, Let kings to Jesus bend, And pour their oflTrings round ; Arabia, raise The songs divine ; And Afric? join T' exalt his praise Let India's fertile shore Its gifts and honors bring, To hail the Saviour's power, To crown Immanuel, KiDg ; Remotest lands The homage pay, Till all obey His high commands SONG 250. 5'sand6'6. You servants of God, Your Master proclaim, And publish abroad His wonderful name : The name all victorious Of Jesus extol : His kingdom is glorious, And rules over all. Christ ruleth on high, Almighty to save : And still he is nigh — His presence we have : SPIRITUAL SONGS. 333 The great congregation His triumph shall sing, Ascribing salvation To Jesus our King. Salvation to Him, Who sits on the throne — Let all cry aloud, ' And honor the Son : Our Saviour's praises The angels proclaim, They fall on their faces And worship the Lamb. Him let us adore, And give him his right ; And glory and power And wisdom and might : All honor and blessing With angels above, And thanks never ceasing For infinite love. SONG 251. C. M. Father, is not thy promise pledg'd To thine exalted son, That through the nations of the eartb Thy word of life shall run ? 334 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Hast thou not said the blinded Jews Shall their Redeemer own, While Gentiles to his standard crowd, And bow before his throne ? When shall th' untutor'd Indian tribes, A dark, bewildered race, Sit down at our Immanuers feet, And learn and feel his grace ? Are not all kingdoms, tribes, and tongues, Under th' expanse of heav'n, To the dominion of thy Son Without exception giv'n ? From east to west, from north to south, Then be his name ador'd ! Europe, with all thy millions, shout Hos annas to the Lord ! Asia and Africa, resound From shore to shore, his fame ; And thou, America, in songs Redeeming love proclaim ! SOXG 252. S. M. You messengers of Christ, His sovereign voice obey ; Arise and follow where he leads — And peace attend your way. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 335 The Master whom you serve Will needful strength bestow ; Depending on his promis'd aid, With sacred courage go. Mountains shall sink to plains, And hell in vain oppose ; The cause is God's, and must prevail In spite of all his foes. Go, spread a Saviour's fame, And tell his matchless grace, To the most guilty and deprav'd Of Adam's num'rous race. We wish you in his name The most divine success ; Assur'd that he who sends you forth Will your endeavors bless. SOXG 253. L. M. Unto our God, on Judah's hills, Be songs of holy joy once more ; Let Canaan's rocks and sparkling rills The King of heav'n and earth adore. For he hath set the captive free, Hath rent the proud oppressor's chain, And from the isles of ev'ry sea Brought Israel to his fold again. 336 SPIRITUAL SONGS. The Holy City's ruin'd spires And crumbling walls again shall rise, Love shall relight her altar fires, And clouds of incense sweep the skies. There, 'neath the fig tree and the vine, Shall Judah's daughters peaceful rest, And gray-hair' d fathers safe recline On sacred Calv'ry's hoary breast. Those tuneful harps that hung so long Upon the weeping willow's stem, Shall swell again old Zion's songs, Within thy gates — Jerusalem. SONG 254:. H's. Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness ; Awake, for thy foes shall oppress thee no more ; Bright o'er the hills dawns the day-star of glad- ness, Arise, for the night of thy sorrow is o'er. Strong were thy foes, but the arm that subdued them, And scattered their legions, was mightier far; They fled, like the chaff, from the scourge that pursued them, Vain were their steeds and their chariots of war. Daughter of Zion, the pow'r that hath sav*d thee, Extoll'd with the harp and the timbrel should be; Shout ! for the foe is destroy'd that enslav'd thee, Th* oppressor is vanquish'd, and Zion is free. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 337 SONG 255. rsand6'a. From Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain. What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle — Though ev'ry prospect pleases, And only man is vile ; In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown ; The heathen, in their blindness, Bow down to wood and stone. Shall we, whose souls are lighted By wisdom from on high — Shall we, to man benighted, . The lamp of life deny ? Salvation ! 0 salvation I The joyful sound proclaim, Till earth's remotest nation Has learnt Messiah's name. Waft — waft, you winds, his story, And you, you waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to polo $ 22 838 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Till, o'er our ransoni'd nature, The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign. SONG 256. 8's and 7's. Oxward, onward, men of heaven ; Bear the gospel banner high ; Rest not till its light is given — Star of ev'ry pagan sky : Send it where the pilgrim stranger Faints beneath the torrid ray ; Bid the hardy forest ranger Hail it, ere he fades away. Where the Arctic Ocean thunders, Where the tropics fiercely glow, Broadly spread its page of wonders, Brightly bid its radiance flow ; India marks its lustre stealing ; Shiv'ring Greenland love3 its rays , Afric, mid her deserts kneeling, Lifts the untaught strain of praise. Rude in speech, or wild in feature, Dark in spirit, though they be, Show that light to ev'ry creature — Prince or vassal, bond or free : Lo ! they haste to ev'ry nation ; Host on host the ranks supply : Onward ! Christ is your salvation, And your death is victory. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 339 Eoru'^Bag fHccttngs, song 257. c. M. Come, let us join with one accord In hymns around the throne ; This is the day our risen Lord Hath made and calTd his own. This is the day which God has bless'd, The brightest of the sev'n, Type of the everlasting rest The saints enjoy in heav'n. Then let us in his name sing on, And hasten on that day, When our Redeemer shall come down, And shadows pass away. Not one, but all our days below, Our hearts his praise employ ; And in our Lord rejoicing go To his eternal joy. SONG 258. C. M. Again the Lord of light and life Awakes the kindling ray, Unseals the eyelids of the morn, And pours increasing day. 840 SPIRITUAL SONGS. 0 what a night was that which wrapt The heathen world in gloom ! 0 what a Sun which rose this day Triumphant from the tomb ! This day be grateful homage paid, And loud hosannas sung ; Let gladness dwell in ev'ry heart, And praise on ev'ry tongue. Ten thousand different lips shall join To hail this welcome morn, Which scatters blessings from its wings To nations yet unborn. SONG 259. S. M. Once more before we part We'll bless the SaviourVname ; Kecord his mercies, ev'ry heart, Sing, ev'ry tongue, his fame. Hoard up his sacred word, And feed thereon, and grow : Go seek the knowledge of the Lord, And practise what you know. And if we meet no more On Zion's earthly ground, 0 may we reach that blissful shore To which all saints are bound. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 341 SONG 260. C. M. Now may the God of peace and love, Who, from th' imprisoning grave, Restored the Shepherd of the sheep, Omnipotent to save — Through the rich merits of that blood Which he on Calv'ry spilt, To make th' eternal covenant sure, On which our hopes are built, — Perfect our souls in ev'ry grace T' accomplish all his will, And all that's pleasing in his sight Inspire us to fulfil. 0 for the great Messiah's sake, Accept our humble lay ; With glory let his name be crown' d Through heav'n's eternal day. SONG 261. S. M. Come to the house of pray'r, 0 thou afflicted, come ; The God of peace shall meet thee there ; He makes that house his home. Come to the house of praise, Ye who are happy now ; In sweet accord your voices raise, In kindred homage bow. 342 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Ye aged, hither come, For ye have felfc his love ; Soon shall your trembling tongues be dumb, Your lips forget to move. Ye young, before his throne Come, bow ; your voices raise ; Let not your hearts his praise disown Who gives the pow'r to praise. Thou, whose benignant eye In mercy looks on all, — Who see'st the tear of misery, And hear'st the mourner's call — Up to thy dwelling-place Bear our frail spirits on, Till they outstrip time's tardy pace, And heav'n on earth be won. SOXG 262. ' C. M. Come, 0 thou King of all thy saints, Our humble tribute own, While, with our praises and complaints, We bow before thy throne. How should our songs, like those above, With warm devotion rise ! How should our souls on wings of love Mount, upward to the skies ! SPIRITUAL SONGS. 843 But, ah, the song, how faint it flows ! How languid our desire ! How dim the sacred passion glows Till thou the heart inspire ! Blest Saviour, let thy glory shine, And fill thy dwellings here, Till life, and love, and joy divine, A heav'n on earth appear. SONG 263. 7's. Lord, we come before thee now ; At thy feet we humbly bow : 0 do not our suit disdain ; Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain ? Lord, on thee our souls depend , In compassion now descend ; Fill our hearts with thy rich grace ; Tune our lips to sing thy praise. In thine own appointed way, Now we seek thee ; here we stay ; Lord, from hence we would not go, Till a blessing thou bestow. Comfort those who weep and mourn ; Let the time of joy return ; Those that are cast down, lift up ; Make them strong in faith and hope% 344 SPIRITUAL' SONGS. Grant that all may seek and find Thee a God supremely kind ; Heal the sick ; the captive free ; Let us all rejoice in thee. SONG 264. C. M. Again our earthly cares we leave, And to thy courts repair ; Again, with joyful feet, we comQ To meet our Saviour here. Within these walls let holy peace, And love, and concord dwell ; Here give the troubled conscience ease, The wounded spirit heal. The feeling heart, the melting eye, The humble mind, bestow ; And shine upon us from on high, To make our graces grow. May wf in faith receive thy word, In faith present our pray'rs, And in the presence of our Lord Unbosom all our cares. Show us some token of thy love, Our fainting hope to raise, And pour thy blessing from above, That we may render praise. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 345 soxg 265. c. m. "Within thy house, 0 Lord our God, In glory now appear ; Make this a place of thine abode, And shed thy blessings here. "When we thy merey-seat surround, Thy Spirit, Lord, impart ; And let thy gospel's joyful sound With power reach ev'ry heart. Here let the blind their sight obtain; Here give the mourners rest ; Let Jesus here triumphant reign, Enthroned in ev'ry breast. Here let the voice of sacred joy And humble pray'r arise, Till higher strains our tongues employ In realms bevond the skies. SOXG 266. S. P. M. How pleas'd and blest was I To hear the people cry. M Come, let us seek our God to-day \n Yes, with a cheerful zeal We haste to Zion's hill, And there our vows and honors pay. 346 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Zion, thrice happy place, Adorn'd with wondrous grace, And walls of strength embrace thee round; In thee our tribes appear, To pray, and praise, and hear The sacred gospel's joyful sound. Here David's greater Son Has fix'd his royal throne ; He sits for grace and judgment here ; He bids the saints be glad ; He makes the sinner sad, And humble souls rejoice with fear. May peace attend thy gate, And joy within thee wait, To bless the soul of every guest ; The man who seeks thy peace, And wishes thine increase, A thousand blessings on him rest. My tongue repeats her vows, " Peace to this sacred house \" For here my friends and kindred dwell ; And, since my glorious God Makes thee his blest abode, My soul shall ever love thee well. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 347 SONG 267. L. If. While we the empty tomb survey, We sing the triumphs of this day : The Saviour rose ! He broke death's chain, And all our hellish foes are slain ! The barren grave, on this blest morn, Brought forth our Saviour, her first-born ; Soon shall she feel a second throe, And bring forth all his brethren too. The life which wrought in Christ our head Secures our rising from the dead : This faith does all our fears control, This gives a Sabbath to the soul. Our risen Lord all things obey, E'en death and hell must own his sway : While saints with one accord proclaim The glory of his endless fame. iHormng Songs- soxg 268. c. m. Lord of my life, 0 may thy praise Employ my noblest pow'rs, Whose goodness lengthens out my days, And fills the circling hours. 348 SPIRITUAL SONGS Preserv'd by thine almighty arm, I pass'd the shades of night, Serene and safe from ev'ry harm, And see returning light. 0 let the same almighty care My waking hours attend ; From ev'ry danger, ev'ry snare, My heedless steps defend. Smile on my minutes as they roll, And guide my future days ; And let thy goodness fill my soul With gratitude and praise. SONG 269. C. M. With thee, great God, the stores of light And stores of darkness lie ; Thou form'st the sable robe of night, And spread'st it round the sky. And when with welcome slumbers pressed We close our weary eyes, Thy pow'r unseen secures our rest, And makes us joyous rise. To thee, great God, in thankful songs Our morning thoughts arise ; Assist us, Lord, to offer up A grateful sacrifice. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 349 SONG 270. C. M. Oxce more, my soul, the rising day Salutes my waking eyes ; Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay To Him who rules the skies. Night unto night his name repeats ; The day renews the sound, "Wide as the heavens on which he sits, To turn the seasons round. How many wretched souls have fled Since the last setting sun ! And yet thou length'nest out my thread, And yet my moments run. Great God, let all my hours be thine, While I enjoy the light ; Then shall my sun in smiles decline, And bring a peaceful night. SONG 271. L, M. God of the morning, at thy voice The cheerful sun makes haste to rise, And like a giant doth rejoice To run his journey through the skies. 0, like the sun may I fulfil Th' appointed duties of the day; With ready mind and active will March on, and keep my heav'nly way. 350 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Lord, thy commands are clean and pure, Enlight'ning our beclouded eyes ; Thy threat'nings just, thy promise sure ; Thy gospel makes the simple wise. Give me thy counsels for my guide, And then receive me to thy bliss ; All my desires and hopes beside Are faint and cold compar'd with this. SONG 272. L. M. My God, how endless is thy love ! Thy gifts are every evening new ; And morning mercies from above Gently distil like early dew. Thou spread'st the curtains of the night, Great Guardian of my sleeping hours; Thy sovereign word restores the light, And quickens all my drowsy pow'rs I yield my pow'rs to thy command ; To thee I consecrate my days ; Perpetual blessings from thy hand Demand perpetual songs of praise. SONG 273. C. M. Again, from calm and sweet repose, I rise to hail the dawn ; A.gain my waking eyes unclose, To view the smiling morn. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 351 Great God of love, thy praise I'll sing ; For thou hast safely kept My soul beneath thy guardian wing, And watchM me while I slept. Glory to thee, eternal Lord ; 0 teach my heart to pray, And thy blest Spirit's help afford, To guide me through the day. Let ev'ry thought and word accord With thy most holy will ; Each deed the precepts of thy word With pious aim fulfil. From danger, sin, and ev'ry ill, My constant Guardian prove ; 0 sanctify my heart, and fill With thoughts of holy love. SOXG 274. 7's. Thou that dost my life prolong, Kindly aid my morning song : Thankful from my couch arise, To the God that rules the skies. Thou didst hear my ev'ning cry ; Thy preserving hand was nigh : Peaceful slumbers thou hast shed, Grateful to my weary head. 352 SPIRITUAL SONGS Thou hast kept me through the night ; 'Twas thy hand restored the light ; Lord, thy mercies still are new, Plenteous as the morning dew. Still my feet are prone to stray ; 0 preserve me through the day: Dangers everywhere abound, Sins and snares beset me round. Gently, with the dawning ray, On my soul thy beams display ; Sweeter than the smiling morn, Let thy cheering light return. SONG 275. C. M. God of my life, my morning song To thee I cheerful raise : Thine acts of love 'tis good to sing, And pleasant 'tis to praise. Preserv'd by thy almighty arm, I pass'd the shades of night, Serene, and safe from ev'ry harm, To see the morning light. While numbers spent the night in sighs, And restless pains and woes, In gentle sleep I clos'd my eyes, And woke from sweet repose. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 353 0 let the same almighty care Through all this day attend : From ev'ry danger, ev'ry snare, My heedless steps defend. Smile on my minutes as they roll, And guide my future days ; A.nd let thy goodness fill my soul With gratitude and praise. song 276. s. m. Serene I laid me down, Beneath his guardian care : I slept — and I awoke, and found My kind Preserver near. Thus does thine arm support This weak, defenceless frame ; But whence these favors, Lord, to me, All worthless as I am ? 0 how shall I repay The bounties of my God ? This feeble spirit pants beneath The pleasing, painful load. My life I would anew Devote, 0 Lord, to thee ; And in thy service I would spend A vast eternity. 23 354 SPIRITUAL SONGS. SONG 277. C. M. Hosanna, with a cheerful sound, To God's upholding hand ! Ten thousand snares attend us round, And yet secure we stand ! That was a most amazing pow'r That raised us with a word ; And ev'ry day, and ev'ry hour, We lean upon the Lord. The rising morn cannot assure That we shall end the day ; For death stands ready at the door To hurry us away. Our life is forfeited by sin To God's most righteous law ; We own thy grace, immortal King, In ev'ry breath we draw. God is our sun, whose daily light Our joy and safety brings ; Our feeble frame lies safe at night Beneath his guardian wings. SONG 278. C. M. On thee, each morning, 0 my God, My waking thoughts attend, In whom are founded all my hopes, In whom my wishes end. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 355 My soul, in pleasing wonder lost, Thy boundless love surveys, And, nVd with grateful zeal, prepares The sacrifice of praise. When ev'ning slumbers press my eyes, With thy protection blest, In peace and safety I commit My weary limbs to rest. My spirit, in thy hands secure, Fears no approaching ill ; For, whether waking or asleep, Thou, Lord, art with me still. At morn, at noon, at night, I'll still The pleasing work pursue, And thee alone will praise, to whom All praise is ever due. SONG 279. S. M. The morning light returns, The sun begins to shine; Now let our souls in haste arise, To run the race divine. We praise the Father's love, Who kept us through the night ; 0 may his kindness be our song, His pleasure our delight. .356 SPIRITUAL SONGS. "While passing through this day, Lord, we implore thy care, To guide us on the heav'nly way, And guard from ev'ry snare. And when our life shall close, 0 may it be in peace ; May we lie down in sweet repose, And wake in endless bliss. SONG 280. S. M. See how the rising sun Pursues his shining way ; And wide proclaims his Maker's praise, With ev'ry brightening ray. Thus would my rising soul Its heavenly Parent sing ; And to its great Original An humble tribute bring. 0 may I grateful use The blessings I receive : And ne'er in thought, in word, or deed, His Holy Spirit grieve ! May all my days and powers Be sacred, Lord, to thee : And in thy presence may I spend A blest eternity ! SPIRITUAL SONGS. 357 SONG 281. 7's, andS's. Blessed be thy Dame for ever, Thou of life the guard aud giver ; Thou dost guard thy children sleeping, Ever safe while in thy keeping. "We have seen thy wondrous might Through the shadows of the night ; Thou who slumb'rest not, nor sleepest, Bless'd are they thou kindly keepest. God of ev'ning's yellow ray, God of yonder dawning day, That rises from the distant sea, Like breathings of eternity — Thine the flaming orbs of light; Thine the darkness of the night ; Thine are all the gems of even — God of angels, God of heaven. Thou of life the fountain art, Dwell for ever in my heart ; God of life that end shall never, Glory to thy name for ever. soxg 282. c. m. O God, thy gifts of tender love Are ev'ry ev'ning new; And morning mercies from above Distil like early dew. 358 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Thou spread'st the curtain of the night To guard our sleeping hours ; Thy sov'reign word restores the light, And wakes the drowsy pow'rs. We yield ourselves to thy command, To thee devote our days*; For constant blessings from thy hand Demand our constant praise. SONG 283. S. M. The day is past and gone, The evening shades appear ; 0 may we all remember well The night of death draws near. We lay our garments by, Upon our beds to rest ; So death will soon disrobe us all Of what we now possess. Lord, keep us safe this night, Secure from ev'ry fear, Beneath the pinions of thy love, Till morning light appear. And when we early rise, To view th' unwearied sun, May we set out to win the prize, And after glory run. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 359 And when our days are past, And we from time remove, 0 may we in thy bosom rest, The bosom of thy love. soxg 284. l. Mr. Glory to thee, my God, this night, For all the blessings of the light ; Keep me, 0 keep me, King of kings, Under thy own almighty wings. Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, The ills that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. Teach me to live that I may dread The grave as little as my bed ; Teach me to die that so I may Triumphant rise at the last day. SONG 285. L. Iff, Great God, to thee my evening song With humble gratitude I raise ; 0 let thy mercy tune my tongue, And fill my heart with lively praise. My days, unclouded as they pass, And ev'ry gentle, fleeting hour, Be monuments of wondrous grace, And witness to thy love and pow'r. 360 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Il this blest hope mine eyelids close, With sleep refresh my feeble frame ; Safe in thy care may I repose, And wake to praise thy holy name. SONG 286. C. M. Now from the altar of our hearts Let flames of love arise ; Assist us, Lord, to offer up Our evening sacrifice. Minutes and mercies multiplied Have made up all this day ; Minutes came quick, but mercies were More swift and free than they. New time, new favor, and new joys, Do a new song require ; Till we shall praise thee as we would, Accept our heart's desire. SONG 287. S. M. Another day is past, The hours for ever fled, And time is bearing us away To mingle with the dead. Our minds in perfect peace Our Father's care shall keep ; We yield to gentle slumber now, $ For thou canst never sleep. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 361 How blessed, Lord, are they On thee securely stay'd ! Nor shall they be in life alarm'd, Nor be in death dismay'd. SONG 288. C. M. Eternal God of love and pow'r, I will thy praise resound, And tell how ev'ry passing hour Is with thy goodness crown'd. Throughout the day, thy tender care Has all my wants supplied, And deign' d from eVry baneful snare My erring steps to guide. Now, while mine eyes are clos'd in sleep, Wilt thou my Guardian be, And deign my wearied frame to keep From ev'ry danger free? SONG 289. 8's and 7's. Saviour, breathe an evening blessing Ere repose our spirits seal ; Sin and want we come confessing ; Thou canst save, and thou canst heal. 362 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Though destruction walk around us, Though the arrows past us fly, Angel guards from thee surround us , We are safe, if thou art nigh. Though the night be dark and dreary, Darkness cannot hide from thee ; Thou art he who, never weary, Watchest where thy people be. SONG 290. L. M. Thus far the Lord has led me on ; Thus far his pow'r prolongs my days ; And ev'ry ev'ning shall make known Some fresh memorials of his ^rrace. I lay my body down to sleep ; Peace is the pillow for my head ; While well-appointed angels keep Their watchful stations round my bed. Thus, when the night of death shall come, My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, And wait thy voice to break my tomb, With sweet salvation in the sound. SOXG 291. rk Softly now the light of day Fades upon our sight away ; Free from care, from labor free, Lord, we would commune with thee. sriRITUAL SONGS. 3(33 Soon for us the light of day Shall for ever pass away ; Then, from sin and sorrow free, Take us, Lord, to dwell with thee. SONG 292. C. M. Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray ; I am for ever thine : I fear before thee all the day, Nor would I dare to sin. And while I rest my weary head, From eares and business free, 'Tia sweet conversing on my bed With my own heart and thee. I pay this ev'ning sacrifice ; And when my work is done, Great God, my faith, my hope relies Upon thy grace alone. Thus with my thoughts eompos'd to peace, I'll give mine eyes to sleep ; Thy hand in safety keeps my days, And will my slumbers keep. 364 SPIRITUAL SONGS. iBoumful Scenes* song 293. c. M. Death cannot make our souls afraid, If God be with us there ; We may walk through its darkest shade, And never yield to fear. I could renounce my all below, If my Redeemer bid ; And run, if I were calFd to go, And die, as Moses did. Might I but climb to Pisgah's top, And view the promis'd land, My flesh itself would long to drop, And welcome the command. Clasp'd in my heav'nly Father's arms I would forget my breath, And lose my life among the charms Of so divine a death. SONG 294. P. M. Vital spark of heavenly flame, Quit, 0 quit this mortal frame ; Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying, 0 the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 365 Hark! — they whisper; angels say, * Sister spirit, come away ;" What is this absorbs me quite ? — Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? — ■ Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? The world recedes ; it disappears ; Heav'n opens on my eyes ; my ears With sounds seraphic ring : Lend, lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly \ " 0 Grave, where is thy victory ? 0 Death, where is thy sting V SOXG 295. C. M. Beneath our feet and o'er our head Is equal warning giv'n ; Beneath us lie the countless dead, And far above is heav'n. Death rides on eVry passing breeze, And lurks in eVry flow'r ; Each season has its own disease, Its peril every hour. Turn, sinner, turn ; thy danger know : Where'er thy foot can tread, The earth rings hollow from below, And warns thee of her dead. 366 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Turn, Christian, turn : thy soul apply To truths which hourly tell That they who underneath thee lie Shall live in heav'n or hell. song 296. c. if. IIeav'n has confirm'd the dread decree That Adam's race must die : One gen'ral ruin sweeps them down, And low in dust they lie. Ye living men, the tomb survey Where you must shortly dwell; Hark ! how the awful summons sounds, In ev'ry fun'ral knell ! Once you must die, and once for all; The solemn purport weigh ; For know that heav'n or hell depends On that important day. Those eyes, so long in darkness veil'd, Must wake, the Judge to see ; And ev'ry word and ev'ry thought Must pass his scrutiny. 0 may I in the Judge behold My Saviour and my Friend, And, far beyond the reach of death, With all his saints ascend. SPIRITUAL SONGS. oC>7 SOXG 297. 8'sand4's. There is a calm for those that weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found : They softly lie, and sweetly sleep, Low in the ground. The storm that sweeps the wintry sky No more disturbs their deep repose, Than summer ev'ning's latest sigh, That shuts the rose. Then, traveler in the vale of tears, To realms of everlasting light, Through time's dark wilderness of years Pursue thy flight. Thy soul, renew'd by grace divine, In God's own image, freed from clay, In heav'n's eternal sphere shall shine, A star of day. SOXG 298. C. M. Why do we mourn departing friends, Or shake at death's alarms ? ;Tis but the voice that Jesus sends To call them to his arms. Are we not tending upward, too, As fast as time can move ? Nor would we wish the time more slow, To keep us from our Love. o68 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Why should we tremble to convey Their bodies to the tomb ? 'Twas there the flesh of Jesus lay, And left a long perfume. The graves of all the saints he blest, And soften'd ev'ry bed ; Where should the dying members rest, But with their dying Head ? Thence he arose, ascending high, And showed our feet the way ; Up to the Lord our souls shall fly, At the great rising day. Then let the last loud trumpet sound, And bid our kindred rise : Awake, ye nations under ground ; Ye saints, ascend the skies. SONG 299. C. M. When blooming youth is snatch'd away By death's resistless hand, Our hearts the mournful tribute pay, Which pity must demand. While pity prompts the rising sigh 0 may this truth, impressed With awful pow'r, " I too must die," Sink deep in ev'ry breast. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 3(39 Let this vain world engage no more : Behold the opening tomb : It bids us seize the present hour : To-morrow death may come. 0 let us fly — to Jesus fly, Whose powerful arm can save ; Then shall our hopes ascend on high, And triumph o'er the grave. Great God, thy sovereign grace impart, With cleansing, healing pow'r ; This only can prepare the heart For death's approaching hour. SOXG 300. S. H. M. Friend after friend departs : Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end : Were this frail world our final rest, Living or dying, none were blest. Beyond the flight of time, Beyond the reign of death, There surely is some blessed clime Where life is not a breath, Nor life's affections transient fire, Whose sparks fly upward and expire. 24 370 SPIRITUAL SONGS. There is a world above, AVhere parting is unknown ; A vast eternity of love, Home of the good alone ; And faith beholds the dying here Translated to that glorious sphere. Thus star by star declines, Till all are pass'd away : As morning high and higher shines, To pure and perfect day : Nor sink those stars in empty night, But hide themselves in heavVs own light. SONG 301. C. M. Dear as thou wert, and justly dear, "VVe will not weep for thee : One thought shall check the starting tear; It is, that thou art free. And thus shall faith's consoling pow'r The tears of love restrain : 0 who that saw thy parting hour Could wish thee here again ? Triumphant in thy closing eye The hope of glory shone ; Joy breath'd in thy expiring sigh, To think the race was run. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 371 Thy passing spirit gently fled, Sustain'd by grace divine ; 0 may such grace on us be shed, And make our end like thine. SOXG 302. L. M. How blest the righteous when he dies ! When sinks a weary soul to rest ! How mildly beam the closing eyes ! How gently heaves th' expiring breast ! So fades a summer cloud away ; So sinks the gale when storms are o'er; So gently shuts the eye of day ; So dies a wave along the shore. A holy quiet reigns around, A calm which life nor death destroys ; And naught disturbs that peace profound ^Yhich his unfettered soul enjoys. Life's labor done, as sinks the clay, Light from its load the spirit flies, "While heav'n and earth combine to say, "How blest the righteous when he dies I" SOXG 303. C. M. Few are thy days and full of woe 0 man of woman born ! Thy doom is written, " Dust thou art, And shalt to dust return." 372 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Behold the emblem of thy state In flow'rs that bloom and die, Or in the shadow's fleeting form, That mocks the gazer's eye. The mighty flood, that rolls along Its torrents to the main, Can ne'er recall its waters lost From that abyss again. So days, and years, and ages past, Descending down to night, Can henceforth never more return Back to the gates of light. 0 may the grave become to me The bed of peaceful rest, Whence I shall gladly rise at length And mingle with the blest ! Cheer'd by this hope, with patient mind HI wait Heav'n's high decree, Till the appointed period come, When death shall set me free. Omnipresence of ©eft, soxg 304. c. M. Great God ! thy penetrating eye Pervades my inmost pow'rs ; With awe profound my wond'ring soul Falls prostrate and adores. SPIRITUAL SONGS. 373 To be encompass'd round with God, The Holy and the Just, Arm'd with omnipotence to save, Or crush me to the dust. 0 how tremendous is the thought ! Deep may it be impressed, And may thy Spirit firmly grave This truth within my breast ! Begirt with thee, my fearless soul The gloomy vale shall tread ; And thou wilt bind th' immortal crown Of glory on my head. SONG 305. C. M. Oxe glance of thine, eternal Lord, Pierces all nature through ; Nor heav'n, nor earth, nor hell afford A shelter from thy view ! The mighty whole, each smaller part, At once before thee lies ; And ev'ry thought of ev'ry heart Is open to thine eyes. Though greatly from myself conceal'd, Thou see'st my inward frame ; To thee I always stand reveal'd, Exactly as I am. 374 SPIRITUAL SONGS. Since, therefore, I can hardly bear What in myself I see, How vile, how black must I appear, Most holy God, to thee! But since my Saviour stands between, In garments dyed in blood, 'Tis he, instead of me, is seen When I approach to God. Thus, though a sinner, I am safe ; He pleads before the throne His life and death in my behalf, And calls my sins his own. What wondrous love — what mysteries In this appointment shine! My breaches of the law are his, And his obedience mine. * Segment SOXG 306. 8's, 7% and 4's. Lo ! he comes with clouds descending, Once for favor'd sinners slain, Thousand thousand saints attending, Swell the triumph of his train ; Hallelujah! Jesus now shall ever reign ! SPIRITUAL SONGS. 375 EwVy eye shall now behold him, Rob'd in dreadful majesty ; Those who set at naught and sold him Pierc'd and nail'd him to the tree, Deeply wailing, Shall the true Messiah see. Ev'ry island, sea, and mountain, Heaven and earth shall flee away ; All who hate him must, confounded, Hear the trump proclaim the day, Come to judgment! Come to judgment! come away! Xow redemption, long expected, See in solemn pomp appear ! All his saints by man rejected, Xow shall meet him in the air, Hallelujah ! See the day of God appear ! Lord, thy bride says by thy Spirit, Hasten thou the general doom ! Promis'd glory to inherit, Take thy weary pilgrims home ! All creation Travails, groans, and bids thee come. Yes — Amen ! Let all adore thee, High on thy exalted throne ; Saviour, take the power and glory, Claim the kingdoms for thy own, 0 ! come quickly ! Hallelujah, come, Lord, come! 376 SPIRITUAL SONGS. SONG 307. 8's, f% and 4's. Day of judgment, day of wonders! Hark the trumpet's awful sound, Louder than a thousand thunders, Shakes the vast creation round ; How the summons Will the sinner's heart confound! See the Judge our nature wearing, Cloth'd in majesty divine ! You who long for his appearing, Then shall say, " This Lord is mine V* Gracious Saviour, Own me in that day for thine ! At his call the dead awaken, Rise to life from earth and sea ; All the powers of nature, shaken By his looks, prepare to flee : Careless sinner, What will then become of thee ! Horrors past imagination Will surprise your trembling heart, When you hear your condemnation, " Hence, accursed wretch, depart ! Hence with Satan And his angels have your part." SPIRITUAL SONGS. 377 But to those who have confessed, Lov'd and seiVd the Lord below, He will say, "Come near, you blessed, See the kingdom I bestow : You for ever Shall my love and glory know." Under sorrows and reproaches, May this thought our courage raise! Swiftly God's great day approaches, Sighs shall then be chang'd to praise : May we triumph, When the world is in a blaze !