FROM THE LIBRARY OF REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON. D. D. BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO THE LIBRARY OF PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY .55 Digitized by tine Internet Arcinive in 2010 witii funding from Calvin- College http://www.archive.org/details/hymnsrecommendedOOrefo HYMNS RECOMMENDED FOR USE IN THE REFORMED EPISCOPAL CHURCH. PHILADELPHIA: CHARLES W. QUICK, OFFICE OF THE LEIGHTON PUBLICATIONS, 12 2.5 San so M Street. 1874. PREFACE. The following selection of Hymns has been compiled for the use of congrega- tions in union with the Reformed Episco- pal Church, and will be found to include many of those which are especially dear to all Evangelical Christians. It may serve a valuable purpose until the General Council shall decide to set forth a larger Hymnal. George David Cummins. 3Iarch, 1874. Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1874, by CHARLES W. QUICK, In the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington. HYMNS. ADVENT. HYMI^ 1. C. M. HARK! the glad sound, the Saviour comes, The Saviour promised long; Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song. 2. On him the Spirit, largely pour'd, Exerts his sacred fire ; Wisdom and might, and zeal and love, His holy breast inspire. 3. He comes, the prisoners to release. In Satan's bondage held; The gates of brass before him burst, The iron fetters yield. 4. He comes, from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray; And on the eyes oppress'd with night To pour celestial day. 3 HYMNS. 5. He comes, the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure. And with the treasures of his grace, To enrich the humble poor.^ 6. Our glad Hosannas, Prince of Peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim; And heaven's eternal arches ring With thy beloved IsTame. HYMI^ 2. 8s, 7s. HAIL ! thou long expected Jesus, Born to set thy people free ; From our fears and sins release us; Let us find our rest in thee. 2. Israel's strength and consolation, Hope of all the earth thou art; Long desired of every nation, Joy of every waiting heart. 3. Born thy people to deliver. Born a child, yet God our King, Born to reign in us for ever, Now thy gracious kingdom bring. 4. By thine own eternal Spirit, Rule in all our hearts alone : 4 ADVENT. By thine all-sufficient merit, Raise us to tliy glorious throne. J HYKN" 3. C. M. OY to the world ! the Lord is come : Let earth receive her King Let every heart prepare him room, And heaven and nature sing. 2. Joy to the earth ! the Saviour reigns : Let men their songs employ; While fields, and floods, rocks, hills, and plains. Repeat the sounding joy. 3. Let the whole earth his love proclaim. With all her different tongues. And spread the honours of his name In melody and songs. 4. ISTo more let sins and sorrows grow, Nor thorns infest the ground ; He comes to make his blessings flow. Far as the curse is found. 5. He rules the world with truth and grace. And makes the nations prove The glories of his righteousness. And wonders of his love. 5 HYMNS. HYMN 4. 88, 78, 4s. LO, he comes, with clouds descending, Once for favored sinners slain; Thousand thousand saints attending Swell the triumph of his train ; Hallelujah! God appears on earth to reign. a. Every eye shall now behold him, Robed in dreadful majesty; Those who set at nought and sold him, Pierced, and nailed him to the tree. Deeply wailing. Shall the true Messiah see. 3. Every island, sea, and mountain. Heaven and earth, shall flee away : All who hate him must, confounded. Hear the trump proclaim the day; Come to judgment. Come to judgment, come away. 4. Now redemption, long expected. See in solemn pomp appear: All his saints, by men rejected, Now shall meet him in the air: Hallelujah! See the day of God appear. 6 CHRISTMAS. Yea, Amen; let all adore thee, Hiffli on thine eternal throne : Saviour, take the power and glory; Claim the kingdom for thine own, O come quickly! Hallelujah! Come, Lord, come ! CHRISTMAS. HYIMI^ 5. 7s. HARK! the herald angels sing. Glory to the new-born King; Peace on earth, and mercy mild; God and sinners reconciled. 2. Joyful all ye nations rise. Join the triumph of the skies; With th' angelic host proclaim, Christ is born in Bethlehem ! 3. Christ, by highest heaven adored, Christ, the everlasting Lord, Li th' appointed time has come ; Every heart now make him room. 4. Yeil'd in flesh, the Godhead see: Hail th' incarnate Deity, 7 HYMNS. Pleased, as man, with man to dwell; Jesus, now Emmanuel. 5. Risen with healing in his wings, Light and life to all he brings; Hail the Sun of Righteousness! Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace ! HYM^ 6. H. M. Chorus. SHOUT the glad tidings, exultinglj sing ; Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King ! 1. Sion, the marvellous story be telling, The Son of the Highest, how lowlv his birth! The brightest archangel in glory exeel- ling. He stoops to redeem thee, he reigns upon earth ! Chorus. Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing; Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King! Tell how he cometh; from nation to na- tion, The heart-cheering news let the earth echo round; CHRISTMAS. How freely he givetli Ins finished salva- tion, How his people with joy everlasting are crowned. Chorus. Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing ; Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King! 3. Mortals, your homage he gratefully Ijrino;- ing, And sweet let the gladsome hosanna arise ; Ye angels, the full Hallelujah be singing; One chorus resound through the earth and the skies : Chorus. Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing; Jerusalem triumphs,"Messiah is King! HYMN 7. 8s, 7s, 4s. ANGELS, from the realms of glory, Wing your flight o'er all the earth; Ye, who sang creation's story, Now proclaim Messiah's birth; Come and worship, Worship Christ, the new-born King. 2. Shepherds, in the field abiding. Watching o'er your flocks hy night, y HYMNS. God with man is now residing; Yonder sliines the infant light: Come and worship, "Worship Christ, the new-born King. 3. Sages, leave your contemplations, Brighter visions beam afar : See the great Desire of nations; Ye have seen his natal star: Come and worship, Worship Christ, the new-born King. 4. Saints, before the Saviour bending. Waiting long in hope and fear, Suddenly, the Lord, descending, In mid-heaven shall appear: Come and worship. Worship Christ, the new-born King. HYMN 8. C. M. WHILE shepherds watched their flocks by night. All seated on the ground, The angel of the Lord came down. And glory shone around. 2. "Fear not," said he, for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind; "Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you, and all mankind. 10 CHRISTMAS. 3. " To you, in David's town, this day Is born, of Da\ad's line. The Sa^dour, who is Christ the Lord; And this shall be the sign. 4. " The heavenly babe you there shall find, To human view displayed. All meanly wrapt in swathing bauds. And in a manger laid." 5. Thus spake the seraph; and forthwith Appeared a shining throng Of angels, praising God, and thus Address'd their joyful song: 6. "All glory be to God on high, And to the earth be peace; Good will henceforth, from heaven to men, Beoin, and never cease." "& HY:\I]N" 9. 7s. JESUS! ISTame of wondrous love! Name all other names above! Unto which must every knee Bow in deep humility. a. Jesus ! Kame of priceless worth To the fallen sons of earth, 11 HYMNS. For the promise that it gave — "Jesus shall his people save." 3. Jesiis! I^ame of mercy mild, Given to the holy Child, When the cup of human woe First he tasted here below. 4. Jesus ! only name that's given Under all the mighty heaven, Whereby man, to sin enslaved. Bursts his fetters and is saved. s. Jesus ! I^ame of wondrous love ! Human Xame of God above; Pleading only this, we flee. Helpless, O our God, to thee. HYMX 10. C. M. CALM on the listening ear of night Came heaven's melodious strains, "\\niere wild Judea stretches far Her silver-mantled plains. Celestial choirs from courts above Shed sacred glories there ; And angels, wdth their sparkling lyres. Make music on the air. 12 CHRISTMAS. 3. The answering hills of Palestine Send back the glad reply; And greet, from all their holy heights, The Day-Spring from on high. O'er the blue depths of Galilee There comes a holier calm. And Sharon waves, in solemn praise, Her silent groves of palm, 5. "Glory to God!" the sounding skies Loud with their anthems ring, "Peace to the earth, good- will to men, From heaven's eternal Xing!" 6. Light on thy hills, Jerusalem ! The Saviour now is born ! And bright on Bethlehem's joyous plains Breaks the first Christmas morn. HYMN 11. 8s, 7s. HARK! what mean those holy voices Sweetly sounding through the skies ? Lo! the angelic host rejoices. Heavenly hallelujahs rise. s. Listen to the wondrous story Which they chant in hymns of joy — 13 HYMNS. "Glory in the highest, glory! Glory be to God most high ! 3. "Peace on earth, good-will from heaven, Reaching far as man is found; Souls redeemed and sins forgiven, Loud our golden harps shall sound. 4. "Christ is born; the great Anointed! Heaven and earth his praises sing ! O receive whom God appointed For your Prophet, Priest and King! 5. "Hasten, mortals, to adore him; Learn his name to magnify. Till in heaven ye sing before him. Glory be to God most high!" HYMiT 12. 10s. RISE, crown'd with light, imperial Salem, rise; Exalt thy towering head and lift thine eyes;^ See heaven its sparkling portals wide dis- play, And break upon thee in a flood of day. 2. See a long race thy spacious courts adorn, See future sons, and daughters yet unborn, 14 ^ CHRISTMAS. In crowding ranks on every side arise, Demanding life, impatient for the skies. 3. See barbarous nations at thy gates attend. Walk in thy light, and in thy temple bend : See thy bright altars throng' d with pros- trate kings. While every land its joyous tribute brings. 4. The seas shall waste, the skies to smoke decay. Rocks fall to dust, and mountains melt away ; But fix'd his word, his saving power re- mains ; Thy realm shall last, thy own Messiah reigns. HYMN 13. 7s, 6s. HAIL to the Lord's Anointed, Great David's greater Son ! Hail, in the time appointed. His reign on earth begun ! He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free. To take away transgression, And rule in equity. 2. He comes with succor speedy. To those who suifer wrong, 15 HYMNS. To help the poor and needy, And bid the weak be strong; To give them songs for sighing, Their darkness turn to hght, Whose souls, condemn'd and dying, Were precious in his sight. 3. He shall descend like showers Upon the fruitful earth; And love and joy, like flowers, Spring in his path to birth : Before him, on the mountains. Shall peace, the herald, go ; And righteousness, in fountains, From hill to valley flow. 4. To him shall prayer unceasing. And daily praise 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 l!^ame to us is Love. EPIPHANY. HYMN 14. lis, 10s. BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning. Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; 16 EPIPHANY. Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where ouj* infant Redeemer is L^id. 2. Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining, Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall; Angels adore him in slumber reclining, Maker and Monarch and Sa^^our of all. 3. Say, shall we yield him, in costly devo- tion. Odors of Eden, and offerings divine. Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, - Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine? 4. Vainly we offer each ample oblation. Vainly with gifts would his favor secure ; Richer by far is the heart's adoration. Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 5. Brightest and l)est of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid: 17 HYMNS. Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. HYMN 15. S. M. HOW beauteous are their feet Wlio stand on Sion's hill; Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal ! s. How charming is their voice : How sweet their tidings are ! " Sion, behold thy Saviour-King, He reigns and triumphs here." 3. How happy are our ears That hear this joyful sound, Wliich kings and prophets waited for. And sought, but never found ! 4. How blessed are our eyes That see this heavenly light ! Prophets and kings desired it long. But died without the sight. 5. The watchmen join their voice. And tuneful notes employ; Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, And deserts learn the joy. 18 EPIPHANY. 6. The Lord makes bare his arm Through all the earth abroad : Let every nation now behold Their Saviour and their God. HYMI^T 16. 7s. WATCHMA:^^! tell us of the night, What its signs of promise are-^ Traveller! o'er jon mountain's height, See that glory-beaming star. Watchman ! does its beauteous ray Aught of joy or hope foretell? Traveller! yes; it brings the day, Promised day of Israel. 2. Watchman! tell us of the night: Higher yet that star ascends. Traveller! blessedness and light, Peace and truth, its course portends. Watchman ! \vill its beams alone Gild the spot that gave them l)irth ? Traveller! ages are its own; See, it bursts o'er all the earth. 3. Watchman ! tell us of the night, For the morning seems to dawn. Traveller! darkness takes its flight; Doubt and terror are withdrawn. Watchman! let thy wanderings cease; Hie thee to thy quiet home." 19 HYMNS. Traveller! lo! the Prince of Peace, Lol the Son of God is come. HYMIT 17. L. M. WHEX, marshal'd on the nightly plain, Tlie glittering host bestud the sky. One star alone of all the train Can lix the sinner's wandering eye. 2. Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks ; It is the Star of Bethlehem. 3. It is my guide, my light, my all. It l)ids my dark forebodings cease; And through the storm and danger's thrall, It leads me to the port of peace. 4. Then, safely moor'd, my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in night's diadem. For ever and for evermore, The Star, the Star of Bethlehem ! LENT. IIYMK 18. 7s. OAYIOUR, when in dust, to thee, O Low we bow th' adoring knee; AYhen, repentant, to the skies, Scarce we lift our streaming eyes; 20 LENT. O, by all thy pain and woe, Suffer 'd once for man below, Bending from thy throne on hii(h, Hear our solemn litany. By thy birth and early years, By thy human griefs and fears, By thy fasting and distress In the lonely wilderness, By thy victory in the hour Of the subtle tempter's power; Jesus, look with pitying eye; Hear 'our solemn litany. 3. By thy conflict \\ith despair. By thine agony in prayer. By the purple robe of scorn. By thy wounds, thy crown of thorn, By thy cross, thy pangs and cries, By thy perfect sacrifice; Jesus, look with pitying eye ; Hear our solemn litan3^ 4. By the bright'ning, heavens above, By thy finished work of love. By thy triumph o'er the grave, By thy power from death to save ; Mighty God, ascended Lord, To thy throne in heaven restored, Prince and Saviour, hear our cry, Hear our solemn litany. 21 HYMNS. HYMN 19. C. M. HOW oft, alas ! this wretched heart Has wandered from the Lord: How oft my roving thoughts depart, Forgetful of his word! 2. Yet sovereign mercy calls, "Return;" Dear Lord, and may I come? My vile ingratitude I mourn ; O, take the wanderer home. 3. And canst thou, wilt thou yet forgive, And hid my crimes remove? * And shall a pardon'd rebel live To speak thy wondrous love? 4. Almighty grace, thy healing power, • How glorious, how divine ! That can to life and bliss restore So vile a heart as mine. 5. Thy pardoning love, so free, so sweet, Dear Saviour, I adore : 0, keep me at thy sacred feet, And let me rove no more. HYMN 20. L. M. OTHAT my load of sin were gone, O that I could at last submit At Jesus' feet to la}- it down, To lay my soul at Jesus' feet. 22 LENT. 3. Rest for my soul I long to find; Saviour of all, if mine thou art, Give me tliy meek and lowly mind, Alid stamp thine image on my heart. 3. Break off the yoke of inbred sin, And fully set my spirit free ; I cannot rest till pure within, Till I am wholly lost in thee. 4. Fain would I learn of thee, my God; Thy light and easy burden prove, The cross, all stain'd with hallow'd blood, The labor of thy dying love. 5. I would, but thou must give the power. My heart from every sin release ; Bring near, bring near the joyful hour. And fill me with thy perfect peace. HYMN 21. L. M. OTHOU to whose all-searching sight The darkness shineth as the light. Search, prove my heart; it pants for thee, O burst these bonds, and set it free. 3. "Wash out its stains, refine its dross, iSTail my aflections to the cross; Hallow each thought; let all within Be clean, as thou, my Lord, art clean. 23 HYMNS. 3. If in this darksome wild I stray, Be tliou my light, be thon my way; N"o foes, no violence I fear, N"o harm, while thou, my God, art iiear. 4. When rising floods my soul o'erflow. When sinks my heart in waves of woe, Jesus, thy timely aid impart. And raise my^head, and cheer my heart. 5. Saviour, where'er thy steps I see. Dauntless, untired, I follow thee; let thy hand support me still, And lead me to thy holy hill. 6. If rough and thorny he the way. My strength proportion to my day. Till toil, and grief, and pain shall cease. Where all is calm, and joy, and peace. HYMIT 22. L. M. MY God, permit me not to he A stranger to myself and thee : Amidst a thousand thoughts I rove, Forgetful of my highest love. 2. Wliy should my passions mix vrith earth, And thus debase my heavenly birth? Why should I cleave to things below, And all my purest joys forego? 24 LENT. 3. Call me away from flesh and sense ; Thy grace, Lord, can draw me thence: I would obey the voice divine, And all inferior joys resign. HYMIT 23. H. M. NEARER, my God, to thee, ]^earer to thee. E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song shall be, ITearer, my God, to thee, ^N^earer to thee. 3. Though like the wanderer. The sun gone down, Darkness be over me, My rest a stone ; Yet in my dreams I'd be ISTearer, my God, to thee, ITearer to thee. 3. There let my way appear Steps unto heaven ; All that thou sendest me In mercy given ; Angels to beckon me N^earer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee. 25 HYMNS. 4. Then with my waking thoughts Bright with thy praise, Out of my stony griefs Altars I'll raise ; So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee. 5. Or if on joyful wing. Cleaving the sky. Sun, moon, and stars forgot, Upward I fly. Still all my song shall be Nearer, my God, to thee. Nearer to thee. HYMN 24. C. M. GRACIOUS God, in whom I live. My feeble efforts aid; Help me to watch, and pray, and strive, Though trembling and afraid. Increase my faith, increase my hope, When foes and fears prevail ; And bear my fainting spirit up, Or soon my strength will fiiil, 3. Whene'er temptations fright my heart, And lure my feet aside, 26 PASSION WEEK AND GOOD FRIDAY, My God, thy powerful aid impart, My guardian and my guide. 4. keep me in thy heavenly way, And bid the tempter flee; And let me never, never stray From happiness and thee. PASSION WEEK AND GOOD FRIDAY. HYMN 25. L. M. WHEN I survey the v/ondrous cross. On which the Prince of Glory died, My richest gain I count but loss. And pour contempt on all my pride. 3. Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast. Save in the cross of Christ my God: All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to thy blood. 3. See ! from his head, his hands, his feet. Sorrow and love flow mingled down : Did e'er such love and sorrow meet? Or thorns compose a Saviour's crown ? 4. Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a tribute far too small ; Love so amazing, so divine. Demands my life, my soul, my all. 27 HYMNS. HYMN" 26. C. M. BEHOLD the Saviour of mankind Nail'd to the shameful tree; How vast the love that him inclined To bleed and die for me ! 2. Hark, how he groans! while nature shakes, And earth's strong pillars bend; The temple's vail in sunder breaks, The solid marbles rend. 3. 'Tis done! the precious ransom's paid; " Receive my soul!" he cries; See where he bows his sacred head! He bows his head and dies. 4. But soon he'll break death's envious chain. And in full glory shine; O Lamb of God, was ever pain, Was ever love like thine ! HYMN^ 27. 8s, 7s. WHO is this that comes from Edom, All his raiment stained with blood. To the captive speaking freedom. Bringing and bestowing good; Glorious in the garb he wears, Glorious in the spoil he bears? 28 PASSION WEEK AND GOOD FRIDAY. 2. 'Tis the Saviour, now victorious, Travelling onward in his might; 'Tis the Saviour; how glorious, To his people, is the sight! Satan conquered, and the grave, Jesus now is strong to save. 3. Why that blood his raiment staining? 'Tis the blood of many slain; Of his foes there's none remaiiiing, >Tone, the contest to maintain : Fallen they are, no more to rise; All their glory prostrate lies. 4. Mighty Victor, reign for ever; W'ear the crown so dearly won ; Never shall thy people, never. Cease to sing what thou hast done; Thou hast fought thy people's foes; Thou hast healed thy people's woes. HYMN 28. 8s, 7s. HAIL, thou once despised Jesus! Hail, thou Galilean King, Thou didst suffer to release us. Thou didst free salvation bring: Hail, thou agonizing Saviour, Bearer of our sin and shame; Bv thy merit we find favor, *Life is given through thy name. 29 HYMNS. 2. Paschal Lamb by God appointed, All our sins were on tliee laid; By Almighty love anointed, Thou hast full atonement made. Every sin may be forgiven. Through the virtue of thy blood; Opened is the gate of heaven, Peace is made for man with God. 3. Jesus, hail ! enthroned in glory, There for ever to abide, All the heavenly host adore thee, Seated at thy Father's side : There for sinners thou art pleading ; " Spare them yet another year;" Thou for saints art interceding, Till in glory they appear, 4. Worship, honor, power, and blessing. Thou art worthy to receive : Loudest praises, without ceasing, Meet it is for us to give. Help, ye bright angelic spirits; P)ring your sweetest noblest lays; Help to sing our Saviour's merits, Help to chant Immanuel's praise. HYMN 29. 88, 7s. SWEET the moments, rich in blessing, Which before the cross I spend; 30 PASSION WEEK AND GOOD FRIDAY. Life, and healfh, and peace possessing, From the sinner's dying Friend. 3. Here I'll sit, for ever viewing Mercy's streams, in streams of blood; Precious drops, my soul bedewing, Plead, and claim my peaco with God. 3. Truly blessed is the station. Low before his cross to lie; While I see divine compassion Beaming in his languid eye. 4. Lord, in ceaseless contemplation Fix my thankful heart on thee, Till I taste thy fall salvation, And thine unveil'd glory see. HYMK 30. C. M. FOR ever here my rest shall be, Close to thy bleeding side ; Thig all my hope and all my plea, " For me the Saviour died." 2. My dying Sa\aour and my God, Fountain for o-uilt and sin & Sprinkle me ever with thy blood, And cleanse and keep me clean. 31 HYMNS. 3. Wash me, and make me thus thine own; Wash me, and mine thou art; Wash me, hut not my feet alone — My hands, my head, my heart. 4. Th' atonement of thy hlood apply, Till faith to sight improve; Till hope in full fruition die. And all my soul is love. HYMN 31. L. M. 'rpiS finished: so the Saviour cried, i And meekly how'd his head and died: 'Tis finished: yes, the work is done, The battle fought, the victory won. 'Tis finished: all that heaven decreed, And all the ancient prophets said, Is now fulfill'd, as long designed, In me, the Saviour of mankind. 3. 'Tis finished: Aaron now no more ' Must stain his robes with purple gore : The sacred vail is rent in twain, And Jewish rites no more remain. 4. 'Tis finished: this my dying groan Shall sins of every kind atone : 32 EASTER. Millions shall be redeem'd from death, By this, my last expiring breath. 5. 'Tis finished: heaven is reconciled, And all the powers of darkness spoiled: Peace, love, and happiness, again Return and dwell M^th sinful men. 6. 'Tis finished: let the joyful sound Be heard through all the nations round: 'Tis finished: let the echo fly Through heaven and hell, through earth and sky. EASTER. HYMN 32. 7s. pHRIST the Lord is risen to-day! \J Sons of men and angels say: Raise your joys and triumphs high. Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply. 3. Love's redeeming work is done, Fought the fight, the victory won : Jesus' agony is o'er. Darkness vails the earth no more. 3. Yain the stone, the watch, the seal, Christ hath burst the gates of hell: Death in vain forbids him rise, Christ hath opened Paradise. 33 HYMNS. 4. Lives again our glorious King; Wliere,"0 Death^ is now thy sting? Once he died, our souls to save; Where's thy victory, Grave ? 5. Soar we now where Christ hath led, Following our exalted Head; Made like him, like him we rise: Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. HYMN 33. L. M. OUR Lord is risen from the dead. Our Jesus is gone up on high ; The powers of hell are captive led, Dragged to the portals of the sky. 2. There his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay : " Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates. Ye everlasting doors give way." 3. Loose all your bars of massy light. And wide unfold th' ethereal scene; He claims those mansions as his right. Receive the King of glory in. 4. Who is the King of glory? — who? The Lord, that all his foes o'ercame; The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew. And Jesus is the Conqueror's name. 34 EASTER. 5. Lo ! liis triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay; "Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates. Ye everlasting doors give way." 6. Wlio is the King of glory? — who? The Lord, of glorious power possessed: The King of saints and angels too, God over all for ever blessed. HYMN 34. L. M. YE fiiithful souls who Jesus know, If risen indeed with him ye are, Superior to the joys below. His resurrection's power declare: Your faith by holy tempers prove. By actions show your sins forgiven. And seek the glorious things above, And follow Christ, your Head, to heaven. 3. There your exalted Saviour see. Seated at God's right hand again, In all his Father's majesty, In everlasting power to reign. 35 HYMNS. ASCENSION. HYMN 35. P. M. REJOICE, the Lord is King; Your Grod and King adore : Ye saints, give thanks and sing, And triumph evermore. Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 2. Jesus the Saviour reigns. The God of truth and love ! When he had washed our stains. He took his seat above. Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 3. His kingdom cannot fail. He rules o'er earth and heaven : The keys of death and hell Are to our Jesus given. Lift up the heart, lift up the voice. Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 4. He all his foes shall quell. Shall all our sins destroy. And every bosom swell With pure seraphic joy: Lift up the heart, lift up the voice. Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. '36 WHIT-SUNDAY. 5. 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. WHIT-S UND A Y. HYMN 36. C. M. COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all thy quickening powers; Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours. 2. See how we grovel here below, Fond of these earthly toys : Our souls, how heavily they go, To reach eternal joys. 3. In vain we tune our lifeless songs, In vain we strive to rise; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies. 4. Dear Lord, and shall we ever live At this poor dying rate ? Our love so faint, so cold to thee, And thine to us so great ? 37 HYMNS. Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all thy quickening powers; Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, And that shall kindle ours. HYMX 37. C. M. HE'S come, let every knee be bent. All hearts new joy resume; Sing, ye redeemed, with one consent, "The Comforter is come." 2. What greater gift, what greater love, Could God on man bestow ? Angels for this rejoice above, Let man rejoice below. 3. Hail, blessed Spirit! may each soul Thy sacred influence feel ; Do thou each sinful thought control, i^nd fix our wavering zeal. 4. Tliou to the conscience dost convey Those checks wliich we should know ; Thy motions point to us the way; Thou giv'st us strength to go. HYMN 88. S. M. pOME, Holy Spirit, come: \J Let thy bright beams arise; TRINITY SUNDAY. Dispel the sorrow from our minds, The darkness from our eyes. 2. Revive our drooping faith, Our doubts and fears remove, And kindle in our breasts the flame Of never-dying love. 3. Convince us of our sin; Then lead to Jesus' blood, And to our wondering view reveal The mercies of our God. TRINITY SUNDAY. HYMN 39. L. M. OHOLY, holy, holy Lord, _ Bright in thy deeds and in thy ISTame, For ever be thy is^ame adored. Thy glories let the world proclaim. 2. O Jesus, Lamb once crucified To take our load of sins away. Thine be the hymn that rolls its tide Along the realms of upper day. 3. Holy Spirit from above, Li streams of light and glory given. Thou source of ecstacy and love, Thy praises ring through earth and heaven. 39 HYMNS. God Triune, to thee we owe Our every thought, our every song; And ever may thy praises flow From saint and seraph's burning tongue. HYMN 40. L. M. FATHER of all, whose love profound A ransom for our souls hath found, Before thy throne we sinners bend; To us thy pardoning love extend. Almighty Son, incarnate Word, Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord, Before thy throne we sinners bend; To us thy saving grace extend. 3. Eternal Spirit, by whose breath The soul is raised from sin and death, Before thy throne we sinners bend; To us thy quickening power extend. 4. Jehovali! Father, Spirit, Son, Mysterious Godhead, Three in One ! Before thy throne we sinners bend; Grace, pardon, life, to us extend. H HYMI^ 41. 8s, 7s, 4s. OLY Father, great Creator, Source of mercy, love, and peace, 40 THANKSGIVING DAY. Look upon the Mediator, Clothe lis with his righteousness; Heavenly Father, Through the Saviour hear and bless. 2. Holy Jesus, Lord of glory. Whom angelic hosts proclaim, While we hear thy wondrous story, Meet and worship in thy name. Dear Redeemer, In our hearts thy peace proclaim. 3. Holy Spirit, Sanctifier, Come with unction from above. Raise our hearts to raptures higher. Fill them with the Saviour's love ! Source of comfort. Cheer us with the Saviour's love. 4. God the Lord, through every nation Let thy wondrous mercies shine! In the song of thy salvation Every tongue and race combine ! Great Jehovah, Form our hearts and make them thine. THANKSGIVING DAY. HYMN 42. 7s. PRAISE to God, immortal praise. For the love that crowns our days; 41 HYMNS. Bounteous source of every joy, Let thy praise our tongues employ: All to thee, our God, we owe. Source whence all our blessings flow. 2. All the blessings of the fields. All the stores the garden yields, Flocks that whiten all the plain. Yellow sheaves of ripen'd grain; Lord, for these our souls shall raise Grateful vows and solemn praise. 3. Clouds that drop their fattening dews. Suns that genial warmth diff'use, All the plenty summer pours. Autumn's rich o'erflowing stores; Lord, for these our souls shall raise Grateful vows and solemn praise. 4. Peace, prosperity, and health. Private bliss and public wealth, Knowledge, with its gladdening streams. Pure religion's holier beams; Lord, for these our souls shall raise Grateful vows and solemn praise. G HYMN 43. 6s. 4s. OD bless our native land! Firm may she ever stand, 42 BAPTISM. Through storm and night ; When the mid tempests rave, Ruler of winds and wave, Do thou our country save By thy great might. For her our prayer shall rise To God, above the skies, On him we wait; Thou who art ever nigh, Guarding with watchful eye, To thee aloud we cry, God save the State ! BAPTISM. HYMN" 44. 8s, 7s. SAVIOUR, who thy flock art feeding. With the shepherd's kindest care, All the feeble gently leading, Wliile the lambs thy bosom share : 3. Now, these little ones receiving, Fold them in thy gracious arm; There, we know, thy word believing, Only there secure from harm. 3. Never from thy pasture roving. Let them be the lion's prey; Let thy tenderness, so loving. Keep them all life's dangerous way. 43 HYMNS. 4. Then, within thy fold eternal, Let them find a resting pLace; Feed in pastures ever vernal, Drink the rivers of thy grace. HYMl^ 45. 88, 7s, 4s. SAVIOUE, like a shepherd lead us, Much we need thy tender care; In thy pleasant pastures feed us ; For our use thy folds prepare; Blessed Jesus ! Thou hast bought us, thine we are. 2. Thou hast promised to receive us, Poor and simple though we be; Thou hast mercy to relieve us ; Grrace to cleanse, and power to free Blessed Jesus ! Let us early turn to thee. 3. Early let us seek thy favor, Early let us learn thy will; Do thou, Lord, our only Saviour, With thy love our bosoms fill : Blessed Jesus ! Thou hast loved us — love us still. HYMiT 46. S. M. qOLDIERS of Christ, arise, O And put your armor on ; 44 LORD'S SUPPER. Strong in the strength "which God snp- phes Through his eternal Son. a. Strong in the Lord of hosts, And in his mighty power : Who in the strength of Jesus trusts, Is more than conqueror. 3. Stand, then, in his great might, With all his strength endued; And take, to arm you for the fight, The panoply of God; 4. That, having all things done. And all your conflicts past, Ye may behold your victory won, And stand complete at last. LORDS SUPPER. HYMN 47. L. M. TO Jesus, our exalted Lord, That name in heaven and earth adored. Fain would our hearts and voices raise A cheerful song of sacred praise. 2. But all the notes which mortals know Are weak, and languishing, and low; Far, far above our humble songs, The theme demands immortal tongues. 45 HYMNS. 3. Yet whilst around his board we meet, And worship at his sacred feet, O let our warm aiFections move In glad returns of grateful love. 4. Yes, Lord, we love, and we adore, But long to know and love thee more. And, whilst we take the bread and wine, Desire to feed on joys divine. HYMN 48. L. M. MY God, and is thy table spread, And does thy cup with love o'erflow? Thither be all thy children led, And let them thy sweet mercies know. 2. let thy table honor'd be. And furnish'd well with joyful guests: And may each soul salvation see. That here its holy pledges tastes. 3. Drawn by thy quickening grace. In countless numbers let them come; And gather from their Father's board The bread that lives beyond the tomb. 4. Nor let thy spreading Gospel rest. Till through the world thy truth has run; 46 lord's supper. Till "with tliis bread all men be blest, Who see the light or feel the sun. IIYMX 49. C. ISI. AND are we now brought near to God, AVlio once at distance stood? And, to efiect this glorious change. Did Jesus shed his blood ? 2. for a song of ardent praise, To bear our souls above! What should allay our lively hope. Or damp our flaming love? 3. Then let us join the heavenly choirs, To praise our heavenly King: may that love which spread this board Inspire us while we sing: 4. " Glory to God in highest strains. And to the earth be peace; Good-will from heaven to men is come. And let it never cease." HYMN 50. P. M. BREAD of the world, in mercy broken. Wine of the soul, in mercy shed. By whom the words of life were .spoken , And in whose death our sins are dead : 47 HYMNS. 2. Look on the heart by sorrow ])roken, Look on the tears by sinners shed, And be Thy feast to us the token That by Thy grace our souls are fed. HYMIT 5L C. M. THOU, God, all glory, honor, power, Art worthy to receive ; Since all things by thy power were made, And by thy bounty live. And worthy is the Lamb, all power. Honor, and wealth to gain, Glory and strength; who for our sins A sacrifice was slain. 3. All worthy thou, who hast redeem'd And ransom'd us to God, From every nation, every coast. By thy most precious blood. 4. Blessing and honor, glory, power, By all in earth and heaven, To him that sits upon the throne. And to the Lamb, be given. HYMN 52. C. M. TO our Redeemer's glorious name Awake the sacred song! may his love (immortal flame!) Tune every heart and tongue. 48 CONFIRMATION. His love what mortal tliought can reach? What mortal tongue dispkxy? Imagination's utmost stretch In wonder dies away. 3. He left his radiant throne on high, Left the bright realms of bliss, And came to earth to bleed and die ! Was ever love like this? 4. Dear Lord, while we adoring pay Our humble thanks to thee. May every heart with rapture say. The Saviour died for me ! 5. may the sweet, the blissful theme. Fill every heart and tongue; Till strangers love thy charming name, And join the sacred song. CONFIRMATION. HYMIT 53. 7s. THINE for ever:— God of love. Hear us from thy throne above; Thine for ever may we be, Here and in eternitv. 49 HYMNS. s. Thine for ever: — Lord of life, Shield us through our earthly strife : Thou the life, the truth, the way, Guide us to the realms of day. 3. Thine for ever : — how bless'd They who find in thee their rest! Saviour, guardian, heavenly friend, defend us to the end. Thine for ever: — thou our guide, All our wants by thee supplied. All our sins by thee forgiven, Lead us, Lord, from earth to heaven. HYMN 54. 6s. 4s. MY faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary, Saviour divine ! l^ow hear me while I pray : Take all my guilt away; let me from this day Be wholly thine. 3. May thy rich grace impart Strength to my fainting heart, My zeal inspire : 50 CONFIRMATIOX. As tliou hast died for me, may my love to thee Pure, warm, and changeless be, A Imno; fire. Wliile life's dark maze I tread. And griefs around me spread, Be thou my guide; Bid darkness turn to day. Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From thee aside. 4. When ends life's transient dream, Wlien death's cold, sullen stream Shall o'er me roll. Blest Sa\uour, then in love. Fear and distrust remove; O bear me safe above, A ransom'd soul. HYM]Sr 55. 7s. OFT in danger, oft in woe. Onward, Christians, onward go ; Fight the fight, maintain the strife, Strengthen'd with the bread of life. Onward, Christians, onward go, Join the war, and face the foe : 51 HYMNS. Will ye flee in danger's hour? Know ye not your Captain's power? Let your drooping hearts be glad:. March, in heavenly armor clad : Fight, nor think the battle long, Victory soon shall tune your song. 4. Let not sorrow dim your eye ; Soon shall every tear be dry; Let not fears your course impede, Great your strength, if great your need. 5. Onward, then, in battle move, More than conquerors ye shall prove ; Though opposed by many a foe, Christian soldiers, onward go. HYMN 56. P. M. JUST as I am — without one plea. But that thy blood was shed for me, And that thou bid'st me come to thee, O Lamb of God, I come. 2. Just as I am — and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark l)lot; To thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot, Lamb of God, I come. 52 ORDINATION. Just as I am — thougli tossed alx:)ut With many a conflict, many a doubt Fightings \Aathin, and fears without, O Lamb of God, I come. 4. Just as I am — poor, wretched, bUnd ; Sight, riches, heahng of the mind, Yea, all I need, in thee to find, Lamb of God, I come. 5. Just as I am — thou vnlt receive, Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve; Because thy promise I believe, Lamb of God, I come, 6. Just as I am — thy love unlvnown Has broken every barrier down; Now, to be thine, yea, thine alone, O Lamb of God, I come. ORDINATION. HYMK 57. L. M. FATHER of mercies bow thine ear, Attentive to our earnest prayer : We plead for those who plead for thee; Successful pleaders may they be. HYMNS. 2. How great their work, how vast their charge ; Do thou their anxious souls enlarge : Their best acquirements are our gain ; We share the blessings they obtain. 3. Clothe, then, with energy divine, Their words, and let those words be thine ; To them thy sacred truth reveal, Suppress their fear, inflame their zeal. 4. Teach tliem to sow the precious seed. Teach them thy chosen flock to feed ; Teach them immortal souls to gain — Souls that will well reward their pain. 5. Let thronging multitudes around Hear from their lips the joyful sound; In humble strains thy grace implore, And feel thy new-creating powder. G. Let sinners break their massy chains. Distressed souls forget their pains; Let light through distant realms be spread, And Sion rear her drooping head. Q HYMN 58. L. M. forth, ye heralds, in my Name, Sweetly the Gospel trumpet sound; 54 ORDINATION. The glorious jubilee proclaim, Where'er the human race is found. The joyful news to all impart, And teach them where salvation lies; With care bind up the broken heart, And wipe the tears from weeping eyes. 3. Be wise as serpents, where you go, But harmless as the peaceful dove; And let your heaven-taught conduct show That ye're commission'd from above. 4. Freely from me ye have received. Freely, in love, to others give ; Thus shall your doctrines be believed, And, by your labors, sinners live. HYMN 59. L. M. GO, speak of Jesus ! of that love, Passing all bounds of human thought, Which made him quit his throne above. With Godlike deep compassion fraught, To save from death our ruined race, Our guilt to purge, our path to trace. 2. Go, speak of Jesus! of his power. As perfect God and perfect man, 56 HYMNS. Wliich day by day, and hour by hour, As he wrought out the wondrous plan. Led him as God to save and heal, As man to sympathize and feel. 3. Go, speak of Jesus ! of his grace. Receiving, pardoning, blessing all ; Tlis holy, spotless life retrace. His words, his miracles recall ; The words he spoke, the truths he taught, With life, eternal life, are fraught. HYMN 60. L. M. SPmiT of the living God! In all thy plenitude of grace, Where'er the foot of man hath trod, Descend on our apostate race. Give tongues of fire and hearts of love, To preach the reconciling word; Give power and unction from above, Whene'er the joyful sound is heard. 3. Be darkness, at thy coming, light; Confusion, order in thy path; Souls without strength inspire with might; Bid mercy triumph over wrath. 56 PRAISE. 4. Convert the nations ; far and nigh The triumphs of the cross record; The name of Jesus glorif^% Till every people call him Lord. PRAISE. HYMN 61. L. M. RENDER thanks to God ahove, The fountain of eternal love; Whose mercy firm, through ages past, Has stood, and shall for ever last. a. Wlio can his mighty deeds express, Not only vast, but numberless ? What mortal eloquence can raise His tribute of immortal praise. 3. Extend to me that favor. Lord, Thou to thy chosen dost afford; When thou return'st to set them free, Let thy salvation visit me. 4. Let Israel's God be ever bless'd, His name eternally confess'd; Let all his saints, with full accord. Sing loud Amens : Praise ye the Lord. 57 HYMNS. HYMN 62. C. M. OFOR a heart to praise my God, A heart from sin set fi'ee ! A heart that's sprinkled with the blood So freely shed for me; 3. A heart resigned, submissive, meek, My dear Redeemer's throne, Where only Christ is heard to speak, Where Jesus reigns alone; s. An humble, lowly, contrite heart. Believing, true, and clean; Wliich neither life nor death can part From him that dwells within ; 4. A heart in every thought renewed, And full of love divine. Perfect, and right, and pure, and good- A copy, Lord, of thine! 5. Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart; Come quickly from above; Write thy new name upon my heart. Thy new, best name of Love. HYMN 63. 7s. MAGNIFY Jehovah's Name; For his mercies ever sure, 58 PRAISE. From eternity the same, To eternity endure. 2. Let his ransom'd flock rejoice, Gather'd out of every land, As the people of his choice, Pluck'd from the destroyer's hand. 3. In the wilderness astray. In the lonely waste they roam, Hungry, fainting by the way. Far from refuge, shelter, home : — 4. To the Lord their God they cry; He inclines a gracious ear. Sends deliverance from on high. Rescues them from all their fear : 5. Them to pleasant lands he brings, Wliere the vine and olive grow; Where, from verdant hills, the springs Through luxuriant valleys flow. 6. that men would praise the Lord, For his goodness to their race; For the wonders of his word. And the riches of his grace. HYMi^ 64. C. M. FOR a thousand tongues to sing My dear Redeemer's praise, 69 HYMNS. The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of his grace. Jesus — the name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease ; 'Tis music in the sinner's ears, 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 3. He breaks the power of inbred sin, And sets the prisoner free; His blood can make the foulest clean, His blood availed for me. 4. He speaks ; and listening to his voice, ]^ew life the dead receive; The mournful broken hearts rejoice; The humble poor believe. 5. Hear him, ye deaf! His praise, ye dumb, Your loosened tongues employ! Ye blind, behold your Saviour come! And leap, ye lame, for joy! HYMN 65. L. M. JEHOYAH reigns, let all the earth In his just government rejoice; Let all the lands, with sacred mirth. In his applause unite their voice. 60 PRAISE. 2. Darkness and clond, of awful shade, His dazzling glory shroud in state ; Judgment and righteousness are made The habitation of his seat. 3. For thou, God, art seated high, Above earth's potentates enthroned; Thou, Lord, unrivaled in the sky, Supreme by all the gods art owned. HYMN GO. L. M. SWEET is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks, and sing ; To show thy love by morning light. And talk of all thy truth at night. 3. Sweet is the day of sacred rest; Ko mortal cares shall seize my breast; may my heart in tune he found. Like David's harp of solemn sound. 3. My heart shall triumph in the Lord, And bless his works, and bless his word; His works of grace, how bright they shine ! How deep his counsels, how divine ! 4. 1 then shall share a glorious part. When grace hath well refined my heart, 61 HYMNS. And fresh supplies of joy are shed, Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 5. Then shall I see, and hear, and know, All I desired or wished below; And every power find sweet employ In that eternal world of joy. HYMN 67. 7s. SON'GS of praise the angels sang, Heaven with hallelujahs rang. When Jehovah's work begun, "When he spake, and it was done. Songs of praise awoke the morn When the Prince of Peace was born; Songs of praise arose when he Captive led captivity. 3. Heaven and earth must pass away : Songs of praise shall crown that day. God will make new heavens and earth : Songs of praise shall hail their birth. 4. Saints below, with heart and voice, Still in songs of praise rejoice; Learning here, by faith and love, Songs of praise to sing above. 62 PRAISE. 5. Borne upon their latest breath, Songs of praise shall conquer death; Then, amidst eternal joy. Songs of praise their powers employ. HYMK 68. L. M. OGOME, loud anthems let us sing, Loud thanks to our Almighty King ; For we our voices high should raise, Wlien our salvation's rock we praise. 2. Into his presence let us haste. To thank him for his favors past; To him address, in joyful songs. The praise that to his Name belongs : 3. let us to his courts repair. And bow with adoration there ; Down on our knees, devoutly, all, Before the Lord, our Maker, tall. 4. For he's our God, our Shepherd he, His flock and pasture-sheep are we : then, ye faithful flock, to-day His warning hear, his voice obey. c HYMK 69. 7s. HLLDREN of the heavenly King, As ye journey sweetly sing; 63 HYMNS. Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, Glorious ill his works and ways. 2. We are travelling home to God, In the way our fathers trod ; They are happy now, and we Soon their happiness shall see. 3. Banished once, by sin betray'd, Christ our Advocate was made ; Pardon'cl now, no more we roam, Christ conducts us to our home. 4. Lord, obediently we go, Gladly leaving all below ; Only thou our Leader be, Ancl we still will follow thee. HYMI^ 70. L. ^I. BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with sacred joy; Know that the Lord is God alone, He can create, and he destroy. 2. His sovereign power, without our aid. Made us of clay, and formed us men ; And when like wandering sheep we strayed, He brought us to his fold again. 64 PRAISE. 3. We'll cro^Yd thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise ; And earth, -with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 4. Wide as the world is thy command, Vast as eternity thy love ; Firm as a rock thy truth must stand. When rolling years shall cease to move. HYMN 71. 8s, 7s. PART I. GOD, my King, thy might confessing, Ever will I bless thy i^ame ; Day by day thy throne addressing. Still will I thy praise proclaim. 2. Honor great our God befitteth ; Wlio his majesty can reach? Age to age his works transmitteth. Age to age his power shall teach. 3. They shall talk of all thy glory, On thy might and greatness dwell, Speak of thy dread acts the story. And thy deeds of wonder tell. 65 HYMNS. 4. ]N'or shall fail from memory's treasure, Works by love and mercy wrought; Works of love surpassing measure, Works of mercy passing thought. 5. Full of Idndness and compassion, Slow to anger, vast in love, God is good to all creation ; All his works his goodness prove. PART II. All thy works, Lord, shall bless thee. Thee shall all thy saints adore; King supreme shall they confess thee, And proclaim thy sovereign power. 2. They thy might, all might excelling. Shall to all mankind make known ; And the brightness of thy dwelling, And the glories of thy throne. 3. Ever, God of endless praises. Shall thy royal might remain; Evermore thy brightness blazes. Ever lasts thy righteous reign. 4. Them that fall the Lord protecteth, He sustains the bow'd and bent : Every eye from thee expecteth, Fix'd on thee, its nourishment. 66 PRAISE. PART III. God is just ill all lie doetli, Kind is he in all his ways ; He his ready presence slioweth. When a faithful servant prays. 2. Wlio sincerely seek and fear him, He to them their wish shall give ; Wlien they call, the Lord will hear thera, He mil hear them and relieve. 3. From Jehovah, all who prize him. Shall his saving health enjoy: All the wicked who despise him, He will in their sin destroy. 4. Still, Jehovah, thee confessing, Shall my tongue thy praise proclaim ; And may all mankind with blessing Ever hail thy holy Name. HYMN 72. L. M. AWAKE, my soul, to joyful lays, And sing thy great Redeemer's praise; ^e justly claims a song from thee; His loving kindness, how free! 2. He saw me ruined in the fall. Yet loved me, notwithstanding all ; 67 HYMNS. He saved me from my lost estate ; His loving kindness, "(3 how great ! 3. Tliougli numerous hosts of mighty foes, Though earth and hell my way oppose, He safely leads my soul along; His loving kindness, O how strong ! 4. Often I feel my sinful heart Prone from my Saviour to depart, But though I oft have him forgot. His loving kindness changes not. 5. Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale. Soon all my mortal powers must tail ; may my last expiring breath His loving kindness sing in death. HYMN 73. L. M. GREAT Grod, to thee my evening song With huml)le gratitude I raise : let thy mercy tune my tongue. And iill my heart with lively praise. 3. * My days unclouded as they pass. And every gently rolling hour, Are monuments of wondrous grace, And witness to thy love and power. 68 PRAISE. 3. And yet this thouglitless, wretched heart, Too ofb regardless of thy love, Ungrateful, can from thee depart, And from the path of duty rove. 4. Seal my forgiveness in the blood Of Jesus; his dear name alone I plead for pardon, gracious God, And kind acceptance at thy throne. Let this blest hope my e^^elids close ; With sleep refresh my feeble frame; Safe in thy care may I repose. And wake with praises to thy name. HYMN 74. 8s, 7s. LORD, with glowing heart I'd praise thee, For the bliss thy love bestows ; For the pardoning grace that saves me, And the peace that from it flows : Help, God, my weak endeavor; This dull soul to rapture raise : Thou must light the flame, or never Can my love be warmed to praise. 2. Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee, Wretched wanderer, far astrav; 6.9 HYMNS. Found thee lost, and kindly brought thee From the paths of death away; Praise, with love's devoutest feeling, Him who saw thy guilt-born fear, And, the light of hope revealing, Bade the blood-stain'd cross appear. 3. Lord, this bosom's ardent feeling Vainly would my lips express : Low before thy footstool kneeling. Deign thy suppliant's prayer to bless : Let thy grace, my soul's chief treasure, Love's pure flame mthin me raise ; And, since words can never measure, Let my life show forth tliy praise. HYMN 75. L. M. GLORY to thee, my God, this night, For all the blessings of the light; Keep me, keep me. King of kings. Beneath thy own Almighty wings. Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, The ills that I this day have done ; That wdth the world, myself, and thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 3. Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed ; 70 PRAISE. Teach me to die, that so I may Triumphing rise at the last day. 4. O let my soul on thee repose, And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close ; Sleep that shall me more \dgorou8 make, To serve my God when I awake. 5. Praise God, from whom all blessings flow ; Praise him, all creatures here below; Praise him above, ye heavenly host, Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. HYM^ 76. S. M. COME, ye that love the Lord, And let your joys be known; Join in a song with sweet accord. And thus surround the throne. 2. Let those refuse to sing That never knew our God, But children of the heavenly King May speak their joys abroad. 3. The God of heaven is ours. Our Father and our love ; His care shall guard life's fleeting hours, Then waft our souls above. 71 HYMNS. 4. There shall we see his face, And never, never sin; There, from the rivers of his grace, Drink endless pleasures in. 5. Children of grace have found Glory begun below: Celestial fruits on earthly ground From faith and hope may grow. HYMN 77. C. M. WHEN all thy mercies, my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise. 2. how shall words with equal warmth The gratitude declare That glows within my ravish'd heart? But thou canst read it there. 3. Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy. 4. Through every period of my life Thy goodness I'll pursue ; 72 PRAISE. And after death, in distant worlds, The glorious theme renew. 5. Wlien nature fails, and day and night Divide thy works no more, My ever grateful heart, Lord, Thy mercy shall adore. 6. Through all eternity, to thee A joyful song I'll raise; But oh ! eternity's too short To utter all thy praise. HYM^ 78. L. M. FROM all that dwell below the skies Let the Creator's praise arise ; Jehovah's glorious name he sung Through every land, by every tongue. Eternal are thy mercies, Lord, And truth eternal is thy word : Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more. M HYMN 79. L. M. Y God, how endless is thy love 1 Thy gifts are every evening new; And morning mercies from above Gently distill, like early dew. 73 HYMNS. 2, Tliou spread'st the curtains of the night, Great Guardian of my sleeping hours: Thy sovereign word restores the light, And quickens all my drowsy powers. 3. I yield my powers to thy command. To thee I consecrate my days; Perpetual blessings from thy hand Demand perpetual songs of praise. HYMIST 80. 8s, 7s. pOME, thou Fount of every blessing, yj Tune my heart to sing thy grace ; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise : Teach me the melodious measures Sung by seraph-choirs above, "Wliile I tell the boundless treasures Of my Lord's unchanging love. 3. Here I raise my Ebenezer; Hither, by thy help, I'm come; And I hope, through thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home, Jesus sought me when a stranger. Wandering from the fold of God; He, to rescue me from danger, Interposed his precious blood. 74 PRAISE. 3. 0, to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrained to be ! Let thy grace now, like a fetter, Bind my wandering heart to thee. Prone to wander — Lord, I feel it — Prone to leave the God I love ; Here's my heart, take and seal it. Seal it from thy courts above. HYME^ 81. C. M. THROUGH all the changing scenes of life, Li trouble and in joy. The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue employ. a. Of his deliverance I will boast. Till all that are distressed From my example comfort take, And charm their griefs to rest. 3. O magnify the Lord with me. With me exalt his name ; "When in distress to him I call'd, He to my rescue came. 4. The angel of the Lord encamps Around the good and just; 75 HYMNS. Deliverance he affords to all Who on his succor trust. 5. make but trial of his love, Exj^erience will decide How blest are they, and only they. Who in his truth confide. 6. Fear him, ye saints; and you will then Have nothing else to fear; Make you his service your delight, Your wants shall be his care. HYMN 82. H. M. YE boundless realms of joy. Exalt your Maker's fame ; His praise your song employ A^bove the starry frame : Your voices raise, Ye cherubim And seraphim. To sing his praise. 2. Thou moon, that rul'st the night, And sun, that guid'st the day, Ye glittering stars of light. To him your homage pay : His praise declare. Ye heavens above. And clouds that move Li liquid air. 76 PRAISE. 3. Let them adore the Lord, And praise his holy name. By whose ahuighty word They all from nothing came ; And all shall last, From changes free ; His firm decree Stands ever fast. HYM¥ 83. S. M. BLESS the Lord, my soul. His grace to thee proclaim ; And all "that is within me, join To hless his holy ]S"ame. 2. O hless the Lord, my soul, His mercies bear in mind ; Forget not all his benefits. Who is to thee so kind. 3. He pardons all thy sins, Prolongs thy feeble breath ; He healeth thine infirmities, And ransoms thee from death. 4. He feeds thee with his love, Upholds thee vnth. his truth ; And, like the eagles, he renews The vigor of thy youth. 77 HYMNS. Then bless the Lord, my soul, His grace, his love proclaim; Let all that is Avithin me, join To bless his holy Name. PRAYER. HYMN 84. L. M. FROM every stormy wind that blows, From every swelling tide of woes, There is a calm, a sm^e retreat; 'Tis found beneath the mercy-seat. There is a place where Jesus sheds The oil of gladness on our heads — A place than all beside more sweet, It is the blood-stained mercy-seat. 3. There is a spot where spirits blend, AVliere friend holds fellowship with friend ; Though sunder'd far, by faith they meet Around one common mercy-seat. 4. There, there, on eagles' wings we soar, And time and sense seem all no more ; And heaven comes down, our souls to greet. And glory crowns the mercy-seat. 78 PRAYER. HYMI!^ 85. 8s. INSPIEER and hearer of prayer, Thou shepherd and guardian of thine, My all to thy covenant care, 1, sleeping or waldng, resign. If thou art my shield and my sun, The night is no darkness to me ; And, fast as my minutes roll on. They hring me hut nearer to thee. 3. A sovereign protector I have, Unseen^ yet forever at hand ; Unchangeahly faithful to save. Almighty to rule and command. 4. His smiles and his comforts ahound. His grace, as the dew, shall descend; And walls of salvation surround The soul he delights to defend. HYMIST 86. C. M. WHHjE Thee I seek, protecting Power, Be my vain wishes still'd : And may this consecrated hour With better hopes be filled. 3. Thy love the power of thought bestow'd, To Thee my thoughts w^ould soar ; 79 HYMNS. Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed, That mercy I adore. 3. In each event of life, how clear Thy ruling hand I see : Each blessing to my soul more dear, Because conferr'd by Thee. 4. In every joy that crowns my days. In every pain I bear. My heart shall find delight in praise. Or seek relief in prayer, 5. When gladness wings my favor'd hour, Thy love my thoughts shall fill ; Resign'd, when storms of sorrow lower, My soul shall meet Thy will. 6. My lifted eye, without a tear, The gathering storm shall see; My steadfast heart shall know no fear, That heart will rest on Thee. HYMI^ 87. C. M. PRAYER is the soul's sincere desire. Uttered or unex]^ressed ; The motion of a hidden fire That trembles in the breast. 80 PRAYER. 2, Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear; The upward glancing of an eye When none but God is near. 3. Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try; Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. 4. Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, Returning from his ways ; While angels in their songs rejoice. And cry, "Behold, he prays." 5. Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air; His watchword at the gates of death. He enters heaven with prayer. 6. The saints, in prayer, appear as one. In word, and deed, and mind; While with the Father and the Son Sweet fellowship they find. 7. Nor prayer is made by man alone; The Holy Spirit pleads; And Jesus on the eternal throne For sinners intercedes, 81 HYMNS. 8. O tliou, by whom we come to God, The life, the truth, the wa}^, The path of prayer thyself hast trod ; Lord, teach us how to pray. HYMN 88. C. M. APPROACH, my soul, the mercy-seat, Where Jesus answers prayer; There humbly fall before his feet, For none can perish there. 3. Thy promise is my only plea. With this I venture nigh ; Thou callest burden'd souls to thee, And such, Lord, am L 3. Bow'd down beneath a load of sin, By Satan sorely press'd. By war without, and fears mthin, I come to thee for rest. 4. Be thou my shield and hiding-place; That, shelter'd near thy side, I may my fierce accuser face, And tell him thou liast died ! 5. wondrous love, to bleed and die, To bear the cross and shame, 82 PRAYER. That guilty sinners, such as I, Might plead thy gracious name. HYM^ 89. S. M. JESUS, my strength, my hope, On thee I cast my care, With humble confidence look up, And know thou hear'st my prayer: Give me on thee to wait. Till I can all things do — On thee, almighty to create. Almighty to renew. 2. Give me a sober mind, A self-renouncing will, That tramples down and casts behind The baits of pleasing ill : A soul inured to pain. To hardship, grief, and loss, Ready to take up and sustain The consecrated cross. 3. Give me a godly fear, A quick, discerning eye. That looks to thee when sin is near, And sees the tempter fly; A spirit still prepared. And armed with jealous care. For ever standing on its guard, And watching unto prayer. 83 HYMNS. 4. I rest upon tliy word, The promise is for me ; My succor and salvation, Lord, Shall surely come from thee ; But let me still abide, Nor from my hope remove, Till thou my patient spirit guide Into thy perfect love. THE LORDS DAY. HYMIsT 90. S. M. THIS is the day of light: Let there be light to-day ; O Dav-Spring, rise upon our night, And chase its gloom away. 2. This is the day of rest : Our fjiiling strength renew; On weary brain and troubled breast Shed thou thy freshening dew, 3. This is the day of peace : Thy peace our spirits fill ; Bid thou the blasts of discord cease. The waves of strife be still. 4. This is the day of prayer : Let earth to heaven draw near; 84 THE LORD S DAY. Lift lip our hearts to seek tliee there; Come down to meet us here. 5. This is the first of days : Send forth thy quickening breath, And wake dead souls to love and praise, Vanquisher of death! HYMN 91. 8s, 7s, 4s. 1]^ thy name, Lord, assemblino:, We, thy people, now draw near ; Teach us to rejoice with trembling : Speak, and let thy servants hear ; Hear with meekness, Hear thy word with godly fear. 2. Wliile our days on earth are lengthened, May we give them, Lord, to thee. Cheered by hope, and daily strengthened. May we run, nor weary be. Till thy glory Without clouds in heaven we see, 3. Then in worship, purer, sweeter. Thee thy people shall adore, Tasting of enjoyment greater Far than thought conceived before. Full enjoyment. Full, unmixed, and evermore. 85 HYMNS. HYMI^ 92. L. M. HAPPY the man that finds the grace, The blessing of God's chosen race, The ^^'isdom coming from above, The faith that sweetly works by love. a. Happy, beyond description, he A\^io knows "the Saviour died for me!" The gift mispeakable obtains, And heavenly understanding gains. 3. Wisdom divine ! who tells the price Of wisdom's costly merchandise ? Wis Though dark my path, and sad my lot. Let me be still and murmur not, 123 HYMNS. Or breathe the prayer divinely taught, "Thy wll he done." 3. What though in lonely grief I sigh For friends beloved no longer nigh, Submissive still would I reply, "Thy will be done." 4. If thou shouldst call me to resign "Wliat most I prize — it ne'er was mine; I only yield thee what is thine — "Thy will be done." 5. Let but my fainting heart be blest With thy sweet Spirit for its guest, My God, to thee I leave the rest; "Tliy willbe done." 6. Renew my will from day to day. Blend it with thine, and take away All that now makes it hard to say, " Thy ^\dll be done." HYMX 134. C. M. FATPIER, whate'er of earthly bliss Thy sovereign will denies. Accepted at thy throne of grace Let this petition rise. Give me a calm and thankful heart, From every murmur free; 124 TRUST IN GOD. The blessings of thy grace impart, And let me live to thee. 3. Let the sweet hope that thou art mine My path of life attend : Thy presence through my journey shine. And crown my journey's end. HYMI^ 135. 8s, 6s. A LTHOUGH the vine its fruit deny, iX The budding fig tree droop and die, No oil the olive yield; Yet will I trust me in my God, ^ Yea, bend rejoicing to his rod, And by his grace be heal'd. 2. Though fields, in verdure once array 'd. By whirlwinds desolate be laid, Or parch'd by scorching beam; Still in the Lord shall be my trust. My joy; for though his frown is just, His mercy is supreme. 3. Though from the folds the flock decay, Though herds lie famish'd o'er the lea, A nd round the empty stall ; My soul above the wreck shall rise; Its better joys are in the skies; There God is all in all. 125 HYMNS. 4. In God my strengtli, howe'er distress'd, I yet will hope, and calmly rest, Nay, triumpli in his love : My lingering soul, my tardy feet, Free as the hind he makes, and fleet, To speed my course above. HYMI^ 136. lis. HOW firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ; What more can he say than to you he hath said. You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled : 2. Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dis- may 'd, I, I am thy God, and will still give thee aid; I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand. Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand. 3. When through the deep waters I call thee to go. The rivers of woe shall not thee overflow ; For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless. And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 126 REDEMPTION. 4. When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie, My grace, all sufficient, shall be tliy sup- The flame shall not hurt thee, I only design Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. 5. The soul that to Jesus hath fled for repose, I will not, I will not desert to his foes ; That soul, though all hell shall endeavor to shake, I'll never — no, never — no, never forsake. REDEMPTION. HYMN 137. C. M. THERE is a fountain filled with blood, Drawn from Immanuel's veins; And sinners plunged beneath that flood Lose all their guilty stains. a. The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day; And there may I, as vile as he, Wash all my sins away. 127 HYMNS. 3. Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransomed Church of God Be saved, to sin no more. 4. ,E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing; wounds supply. Redeeming love has been my theme. And shall be till I die. 5. Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I'll sing thy power to save, "When this poor, lisping, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave. HYMI^ 138. C. M. THOU art the way, to thee alone From sin and death we flee ; And he who would the Father seek Must seek him. Lord, by thee. 2. Thou art the Truth, thy truth alone True wisdom can impart; Thou only canst inform the mind. And purity the heart. 3. Thou art the Life, the rending tomb Proclaims thy conquering arm, 128 REDEMPTION. And those who put their trust in thee Nor death nor hell shall harm. 4. Thou art the AYay, the Truth, the Life; Grant us that ^vnj to know, That truth to keep, that life to win, Whose joys eternal flow. HYMi^ 139. G. M. TESTIS, the very thought of thee «J With sweetness fills the hreast; But sweeter far thy face to see, And in thy presence rest. 2. No voice can sing, no heart can frame, Nor can the memory find A sweeter sound than Jesus' name. The Saviour of mankind. O hope of every contrite heart, O joy of all the meek, To those who fall, how kind thou art ! How good to those who seek ! 4. But what to those who find? Ah! this Nor tongue nor pen can show; The love of Jesus, what it is, None but his loved ones know. 129 HYMNS. 5. Jesus, our only joy be thou, As thou our prize wilt be ; In thee be all our glory now, And through eternity. HYMN 140. C. M. OALVATION! O the joyful sound! O 'Tis pleasure to our ears; A sovereign balm for every wound, A cordial for our fears. 2. Buried in sorrow and in sin, At hell's dark door we lay ; But we arise, by grace divine, To see a heavenly day. 3. Salvation ! let the echo fly The spacious earth around. While all the armies of the sky Conspire to raise the sound. 4. Salvation! O thou bleeding Laml), To thee the praise belongs; Salvation shall inspire our hearts, And dwell upon our tongues. Chorus. Glor}^, honor, praise, and power, Be unto the Lamb for ever, Jesus Christ is our Redeemer, Hallelujah, Amen. 130 REDEMPTION. HYMN 141. 12s. THE voice of free grace Cries, Escape to the mountain; For Adam's lost race Christ hath opened a fountain ; For sin and uncleanness, And every transgression, His blood flows most freely In streams of salvation. Hallelujah to the Lamb, Who hath bought us our pardon; We'll praise him again Wlien we pass over Jordan. 2. Ye souls that are wounded, To Jesus repair; He calls you in mercy. And can you forbear? Though your sins be as scarlet. Still flee to the mountain, That blood can remove them AYliich streams from the fountain. Hallelujah, etc. 3. Jesus! ride onward, Triumphantly glorious; O'er sin, death, and hell Thou art more than victorious; Thy name is the theme Of the great congregation, 131 HYMNS. Wliile angels and saints Raise the shout of salvation, Hallelujah, etc. 4. With joy shall we stand When escaped to that shore; With our harps in our hand We will praise him the more; We'll range the sweet fields On the hanks of the river, And' sing of salvation For ever and ever. Hallelujah, etc. HYMN 142. 78. JESUS, lover of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly, While the billows near me roll. While the tempest still is high ; Hide me, my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life is past; Safe into the haven guide; receive my soul at last. 2. Other refuge have I none. Hangs my helpless soul on thee, Leave, leave me not alone; Still support and comfort me. 132 REDEMPTIOX. All my trust on tliee is stayed; All my help from tliee I bring: Cover my defenseless liead With the shadow of thy wing. 3. Thon, Christ, art all I want; Boundless love in thee I find : Raise the fallen, cheer the foint. Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is thy name, I am all unrighteousness ; Vile, and full of sin I am. Thou art full of truth and grace. 4. Plenteous grace with thee is found, Grace to pardon all my sin : Let the healing streams abound; Make, and keep me pure withm: Thou of life the fountain art — Freely let me take of thee ; Spring thou up within my heart. Rise to all eternity ! HYMN 143. 7s. ROCK of ages! cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee : Let the water and the blood, From thy wounded side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure; Save me from its guilt and power. 133 HYMNS. 2. N'ot the labor of my hands Can fulfill thy law's demands; Could my zeal no respite know; Could my tears for ever flow ; All for sin could not atone; Thou must save, and thou alone. 3. I*^othing in my hand I bring; Simply'to thy cross I cling; iSTaked, come to thee for dress ; Helpless, look to thee for grace; Vile, I to the fountain fly ; Wash me, Saviour, or I die ! 4. '\\n.iile I draw this fleeting breath, When my eyelids close in death, Wlien I soar to worlds unknown, See thee on thy judgment throne; Rock of ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee ! HYMI^ 144. L. M. TESUS, thy blood and righteousness *J My beauty are, my glorious dress, -:Midst flaming worlds,"in these array'd, With joy shall I lift up my head. Bold shall I stand in thy great day. For who aught to mv charge shall lay? 134 REDEMPTION. Fully absolved through these I am, From sin and fear, and guilt and shame. 3. When from the dust of death I rise To claim my mansion in the skies, E'en then this shall be all my plea — Jesus hath lived, hath died for me. 4. Thou God of power, thou God of love, Let the whole world thy mercy prove; Now let thy word o'er all prevail ; Now take the spoils of death and hell. HYMN 145. C. M. HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. 3. It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast; 'Tis manna to the hungry soul. And to the weary rest. 3. Dear name, the rock on which I build, My shield and hiding place, My never failing treasury, filled With boundless stores of grace. 135 HYMNS. 4. Jesus! my Sheplierd, Husband, Friend, My Prophet, Priest, and King, . My Lord, my life, my way, my end — Accept tlie praise I bring. THE CHURCH. HYMN 146. 8s, 7s. GLORIOITS things of thee are spoken, Sion, city of our G-od: He whose word cannot be broken, Formed thee for his own abode; On the rock of ages founded, Wliat can shake thy sure repose ? "With salvation's walls surrounded. Thou may'st smile at all thy foes. 2. See the streams of living waters. Springing from eternal love. Well supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove ; Who can faint while such a river Ever flows their thirst t' assuage ? Grace, which like the Lord, the Giver, ISTever fails from age to age. 3. Round each habitation hovering, See the cloud and fire appear. For a glory and a covering, Showing that the Lord is near. 136 THE CHURCH. Blest inhabitants of Sion, Washed in the Redeemer's blood! Jesus, whom their souls rely on, Makes them kings and priests to God. 4. Saviour, if of Sion's city I through grace a member am, Let the world deride or pity, I mil glory in thy name : . Fading is the worldling's plea,sure, All his boasted pomp and show; Solid joys and lasting treasure, None but Sion's children know. HYMN 147. L. M. TRIUMPHANT Sion! lift thy head From dust, and darkness, and the dead : Though humbled long, awake at length. And gird thee with thy Saviour's strength. Put all thy beauteous garments on. And let thy excellence be known: Deck'd in the robes of righteousness, The world thy glories shall confess. 3. No more shall foes unclean invade. And fill thy hallow'd walls with dread ; No more shall hell's insulting host Their victory and thv sorrows boast. 137 HYMNS. 4. God from on higli has heard thy prayer, His hand thy ruins shall repair : JSTor will thy watchful Monarch cease To guard thee in eternal peace. HYMN 148. S. M. I LOVE thy kingdom, Lord, The house of thine abode. The Church our blest Redeemer saved With his most precious blood. I love thy Church, God; Her walls before thee stand. Dear as the apple of thine eye, And graven on thy hand. 3. If e'er to bless thy sons, My voice or hands deny. These hands let useful slall forsake. This voice in silence die. 4. If e'er my heart forget Her welfare, or her woe. Let every joy this heart forsake, And every grief o'erflow. 5. For her my tears shall fall ; For her my prayers ascend; To her my cares and toils be given, Till toils and cares shall end. 138 THE CHURCH. 6. Beyond my highest joy I prize her heavenly ways, Her sweet communion, solemn vows. Her hymns of love and praise. 7. Jesus, thou Friend divine. Our Saviour and our King, Thy hand from every snare and foe Shall great deliverance bring. 8. Sure as thy truth shall last. To Sion shall be given. The brightest glories earth can yield. And brighter bliss of heaven. HYMK 149. C. M. THE Lord, the only God, is great. And greatly to be praised In Sion, on whose happy mount His sacred throne is raised. s. In Sion we have seen perform'd A work that was foretold. In pledge that God, for times to come, His city will uphold. 3. Let Sion's mount with joy resound; Her daughters all be taught 111 songs his judgments to extol. Who this deliverance wrought. 139 HYMNS. 4. Compass her walls in solemn pomp, Your eyes quite round her cast ; Count all her towers, and see if there You find one stone displaced. 5. Her forts and palaces survey, Ohserve their order well, That to the ages yet to come His wonders you may tell. 6. This God is ours, and mil be ours. Whilst we in him confide ; Who, as he has preserved us now, Till death will be our guide. HYMN 150. C. M. 'T WAS a joyful sound to hear Our tribes devoutly say, Up, Israel, to the temple haste, And keep your festal-day! 3. At Salem's courts we must appear, With our assembled powers. In strons: and beauteous order rani>:ed Like her united towers. 3. 'T is thither, by divine command, The tribes of God repair, Before his ark to celebrate His jSTame with praise and prayer. 140 THE CHURCH. 4. O, ever pray for Salem's peace; For they shall prosp'rous be, Thou holy city of our God, Who hear true love to thee, 5. May peace within thy sacred walls A constant guest he found; With plenty and prosperity Thy palaces he crown'd. 6. For my dear brethren's sake, and friends No less than brethren dear, I'll pray — May peace in Salem's towers A constant guest appear. HYMIT 151. 8s, 7s. CHILDREjST of one common Father, Low before thy face we bow; By the Holy Spirit gather Every heart to worship now; Thou, in tenderness, art seeking Worship from thy children dear; May our lips, thy love repeating. Yield the praise thou lov'st to hear. 2. Abba, Father, we adore thee. Sweet paternal love is thine ; We delight to sing thy glory. And thy excellence divine; 141 HYMNS. Thou hast loved us, still art loving, And thy love will never end; Every earthly thought removing, Xow let souls in worship blend. 3. Hallelujah! Lord Almighty! God of grace, and truth, and love; Praises, through thy Son, delight thee. Rising up to heaven above ; Perfumed by the holy incense Of his peerless, precious name. While the Holy Spirit's presence Keeps alive the hallowed flame. 4. Hallelujah! God and Father! Praise, adoring praise, be thine ! Praises now, and praise for ever, Praise exalted and divine! Hallelujah! loud the chorus Shall resound o'er earth and sea! Over death and hell victorious, Glory, glory, be to thee ! MISSIONS. HYMN 152. 7s, 6s. FROM Greenland's icy mountains. From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand; 142 MISSIONS, From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain. s. What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strewn ; The heathen in his blindness Bows down to wood and stonCo 3. Shall we, whose souls are lighted With wisdom from on high; Shall we to men benighted The lamp of life deny? Salvation, O salvation, The joyful sound proclaim. Till each remotest nation Has learnt Messiah's name. 4. AVaft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory. It spreads from pole to pole : Till o'er our ransom'd nature The Lamb for sinners slain, 143 HYMNS. Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign. HYMIsT 153. L. M. WHEN, Lord, to this oiir western land Led by thy providential hand, Our wandering fathers came, Their ancient homes, their friends ir. youth, Sent forth the heralds of thy truth. To keep them in thy name. 3. Then, through our solitary coast. The desert features soon were lost; Thy temples there arose; Our shores, as culture made them fair, Were hallowed by thy rites, by prayer, And blossomed as the rose. 3. And may wc repay this debt To regions solitary yet Within our spreading land ; There, brethren, from our common home^ Still westward, like our fathers, roam ; Still guided by thy hand. 4. Saviour, we own this debt of love: shed thy spirit from above, To move each Christian l)reast; 144 MISSIONS. Till heralds shall thy truth proclaim, And temples rise to fix thy name, Through all our desert west. HYMN 154. L. M. JESUS shall reign where'er the sun Does his successive journeys run; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 2. For him shall endless prayer he made, And praises throng to crown his head; His name like sweet perfume shall rise. With every evening sacriiice. 3. People and realms of every tongue Dwell on his love with sweetest song, And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on his name. 4. Blessings abound where'er he reigns ; The prisoner leaps to lose his chains: The weary find eternal rest; And all the sons of want are blest. 5. Let every creature rise and bring Peculiar honors to our King; Angels descend with songs again, And earth repeat the loud Amen. 145 HYMNS. DEATH. HYMI^ 155. S. M. IT is not death to die; To leave this weary road, And 'midst the brotherhood on high To be at home with God. It is not death to close The eye long dimmed by tears, And wake, in glorious repose, To spend eternal years. 3. It is not death to bear The wrench that sets us free From dungeon chain, to breathe the aii Of boundless liberty. 4. It is not death to fling- Aside this sinful dust, And rise, on strong, exulting wing. To live among the just. Jesus, thou Prince of life! Thy chosen cannot die ; Like thee, they conquer in the strife, To reign with thee on high. 146 DEATH. HYMN 156. lis. I WOULD not live alway : I ask not to stay Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way; The few lurid mornings that dawn on ns here Are enough for life's woes, full enough for its cheer. I would not live alway, thus fetter'd by sin, Temptation without and corruption within : E'en the rapture of pardon is mingled with fears. And the cup of thanksgiving with peni- tent tears. 3. . I would not live alway; no, welcome the tomb : Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom; There, sweet be my rest, till he bid me arise To hail him in triumph descending the skies. 147 HYMNS. HYMN 157. 12s, lis. rpHOU art gone to the grave! but we 1 will not deplore tliee, Though sorrows and darkness encom- pass the tomb : The Sa^dour has passed through its portal before thee, And the lamp of his love is thy guide through the gloom. s. Tliou art gone to the grave ! we no longer behold thee, Nor tread the rough path of the world by thy side ; But the wide arms of Mercy are spread to enfold thee, And sinners may hope, since the Sinless has died. . 3. Thou art gone to the grave ! and, its man- sion forsaking. Perhaps thy weak spirit in fear lin- gered long; But the sunshine of Paradise beamed on thy waking. And the sound which thou heard'st was the seraphim's song. 148 DEATH. 4. Thou art gone to the grave! Imt 'twere wrong to deplore thee, For God was thy ransom, thy guardian, thy guide : He gave thee, he took thee, and he will restore thee; And death has no sting, since the Saviour has died. HYMisT 158. L. M. i SLEEP in Jesus! blessed sleep! ii From which none ever wake to weep; A calm and undisturb'd repose, Unbroken by the last of foes. 2. Asleep in Jesus! how sweet To be for such a slumber meet: With holy confidence to sing That death hath lost its painful sting ! 3. Asleep in Jesus! peaceful rest. Whose waking is supremely blest ; ISTo fear, no woe shall dim that hour That manifests the Saviour's power. 4. Asleep in Jesus ! O for me May such a l)lissful refuge be ! Securely shall my ashes lie. Waiting the summons from on high. 149 HYMNS. 5. Asleep in Jesus ! for from tliee TliY kindred and their graves may be; But there is still a blessed sleep, From which none ever wake to w-sep. HYMI^ 159. C. M. HEAR what the voice from heaven de- clares To those in Christ who die : Released from all their earthly cares, They'll reign with him on high. 2. Then why lament departed friends, Or shake at death's alarms? Death's but the servant Jesus sends To call us to his arms. 3. If sin be pardon'd, we're secure, Death hath no sting beside ; The law gave sin its strength and power, But Christ, our ransom, died. 4. The grave of all his saints he bless'd, When in the grave he lay: And, rising thence, their hopes he raised. To everlasting day. 5. Then, joyfully, while life we have. To Christ, our life, we'll sing, 150 DEATH. Where is thy victory, O grave ? And where, death, thy sting? HYMIS" 160. S. M. OERVANT of God, well done! O Rest from thy loved employ ; The battle fought, the victory won, Enter thy Master's joy. 2. At midnight came the cry, "To meet thy God prepare!" He woke — and caught his Captain's eye ; Strong both in faith and prayer. 3. Tranquil amidst alarms. It found him in the field, A veteran slumbering on his arms, Beneath his red-cross shield. His sword was in his hand, Still warm mtli recent light. Ready that moment, at command, Through rock and steel to smite. 5. His spirit, with a bound. Left its encumbering clay; His tent, at sunrise, on the ground, A darkened ruin lay. 151 HYMNS. The pains of death are past, Labor and sorrow cease; And life's long warfare closed at last, His soul is found in peace. 7. Soldier of Christ, well done ! Praise be thy new employ; And while eternal ages run. Rest in thy Saviour's joy. MISCELLANEOUS. HYMiT 161. C. M. ALL hail the power of Jesus' name ! Let angels prostrate fall ; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all. Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, Ye ransom'd from the fall, Hail him who saves you by his grace. And crown him Lord of all. 3. Hail him ye heirs of David's line. Whom David Lord did call, The God incarnate ! Man Divine ! And crown him Lord of all. 152 MISCELLANEOUS. 4. Sinners whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall ; Go, spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all. 5. Let every kindred, every tribe. On this terrestrial ball, To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him Lord of all. 6. Oh, that with yonder sacred throng We at his feet may fall ; We'll join the everlasting song. And crown him Lord of all. HYMF 162. 8s, 7s. GOD of mercy and compassion. Look with pity on my pain ; Hear a mournful l^roken spirit Prostrate at thy feet complain ; Many are my foes, and mighty; Strength to conquer I have none; IlTothing can uphold my goings. But thy blessed self alone. 2 Saviour, look on thy beloved. Triumph over all my foes; Turn to heavenly joy my mourning. Turn to gladness all my woes: 153 HYMNS. Live, or die, or work, or suifer, Let my wearv soul abide, In all changes wha,tsoever, Sure and steadfast by thy side. 3. When temptations fierce assault rae. When my enemies I find. Sin, and guilt, and death, and Satan, All against my soul combined ; Hold me up in mighty waters, Keep my eye on things above, Righteousness, divine atonement. Peace, and everlasting love ! HYMN 163. 7s. HARK ! the song of jubilee; Loud as mighty thunders roar. Or the fullness of the sea, When it breaks upon the shore : Hallelujah ! for the Lord God omnipotent shall reign ; Hallelujah ! let the word Echo round the earth and main, 3, Hallelujah ! — hark ! the sound, From the center to the skies, Wakes above, beneath, around, All creation's harmonies : See Jehovah's banners furl'd ; Sheath'd his sword: he speaks, 'tis done, 154 MISCELLANEOUS. And the kingdoms of this world Are the kingdoms of his Son. 3. He shall reign from pole to pole With illimitable sway ; He shall reign, when, like a scroll, Yonder heavens have pass'd away Then the end ; beneath his rod, Man's last enemy shall fall ; Hallelujah ! Christ in God, God in Christ, is all in all. HYMN 164. 10s. ABIDE with me : fast falls the eventide ; The darkness deepens ; Lord, with me abide : When other helpers fail, and comforts flee. Help of the helpless, abide with me. 3. Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day : Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away; Change and decay in all around I see ; thou who changest not, abide with me, 3. [ need thy presence every passing hour ; What but thy grace can foil the tempter's power ? 155 HYiMNS. Wlio, like thyself, my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunsliine, Lord, abide with me. 4. I fear no foe, with thee at hand to bless: Els have no weight, and tears no bitter- ness. Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy \actory? I triumph still, if thou abide with me. 5. Hold thou Thyself before my closing eyes; Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies; Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee; In life, in death, Lord, abide with me. HYMI^ 165. C. M. THOU from whom all goodness flows, I lift my soul to thee ; In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes, O Lord ! remember me. "When on my aching, burdened heart, My sins lie heavily. My pardon speak, new peace impart; In love remember me. 156 MISCELLANEOUS. Temptations sore obstruct my way, And ills I cannot flee, give me strength. Lord, as my day; For good remember me. 4. If on my face, for thy dear name. Shame and reproach shall be, I'll hail reproach, and welcome shame, K thou remember me. 5. When in the solemn hour of death I wait thy just decree. Saviour, wdth my last parting breath, I'll cry. Remember me. I HYMIT 166. S. M. iST mercy, not in wrath, Rebuke me, gracious God! Lest, if thy whole displeasure rise, I sink beneath thy rod. 2. Touch'd by thy quickening power. My load of guilt I feel; The wounds thy Spirit hath unclosed, O let that Spirit heal. 3. In trouble and in gloom, Must I for ever mourn? 157 HYMNS. And wilt thou not, at length, God, In pitying love return ? 4. O come, ere life expire, Send down thy power to save; For who shall sing thy IsTame in death. Or praise thee in the grave? 5. Why should I doubt thy grace. Or yield to dread despair? Thou wilt fulfill thy promised word. And grant me all my prayer. HYMN 167. L. P. M. PEACE, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan Hath taught each scene the note of woe ; Cease thy complaint, suppress thy groan. And let thy tears forget to flow : Behold, the precious balm is found, To lull thy pain and heal thy wound. 2. Come, freely come, by sin opprest. On Jesus cast thy weighty load; In him thy refuge find, thy rest. Safe in the mercy of thy God: Thy God's thy Saviour, glorious word; hear, believe, and bless the Lord. 158 MISCELLANEOUS. HYMN 168. C. M. N Jordan's stormy banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye To Canaan's fair and happy land, ^Hiere my possessions lie. s. Oh, the transporting, rapturous scene, That rises to my sight! Sweet fields arrayed in living green, And rivers of delight! 3. O'er all those wide, extended plains. Shines one eternal day; There God the Son forever reigns, And scatters night away. 4. ISTo chilling \Aands, nor poisonous breath. Can reach that healthful shore ; Sickness and sorrow, pain and death. Are felt and feared no more. 5. When shall I reach that happy place, And be forever blest? When shall I see my Father's face. And in his bosom rest? 6. Filled with delight, my raptured soul Would here no longer stay; 159 HYMNS. Tliougli Jordan's waves around me roll, Fearless I'd launch away. HYMN 169. 7s. SINNERS ! turn, why will ye die? God, your Maker, asks you why: God, who did your heing give, Made you ^vith himself to live : He the fatal cause demands, Asks the work of his own hands; Wliy, ye thankless creatures ! why Will ye cross his love, and die ? Sinners! turn, why -v^-ill ye die? God, your Sax-iour, asks you why: God, who did your souls retrieve. That ye might for ever live ; Will you let him die in vain? Crucify your Lord again ? Wliy, ye ransomed sinners, why Will ye slight his grace, and die? 3. Sinners! turn, why will ye die?. God, the Spirit, asks you why: He who all your lives hath strove- Wooed you to embrace his love. Will ye not the grace receive ? Will ye still refuse to live ? 160 MISCELLANEOUS. Why, ye long-soiiglit sinners, v/hy Will ye grieve your God, and die? HYMN 170. C. M. RENDER thanks and bless the Lord, Invoke his sacred Name ; Acquaint the nations with his deeds. His matchless deeds proclaim. s. Sing to his praise in lofty hymns, His wondrous works rehearse ; Make them the theme of your discourse. And subject of your verse. 3. Rejoice in his almighty Name, Alone to be adored; And let their hearts o'erilow "unth joy. That humbly seek the Lord. 4. Seek ye the Lord, his saving strength Devoutly still implore ; And, where he's ever present, seek His face for evermore. 5. The wonders that his hands have wrought Keep thankfully in mind; The righteous statutes of his mouth. And laws to us assign'd. 161 HYMNS. HYMN 171. C. M. OFOR a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame ! A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb ! Where is the blessedness I knew, When first I saw the Lord ? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word ? 3. What peaceful hours I once enjoyed ; How sweet their memory still ; But they have left an aching void The world can never fill. 4. Return, holy Dove ! return. Sweet messenger of rest! I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee fi'om my breast, 5. The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worship only thee, 6. So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame ; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb. 162 MISCELLANEOUS, HYMN 172. L. M. HE'S blest, whose sins have pardon gain'd, No more in judgment to appear; Whose guilt remission has obtain'd, And whose repentance is sincere. No sooner I my wound disclosed, The guilt that tortured me within, But thy forgiveness interposed, And mercy's healing balm pour'cl in. 3. Sorrows on sorrows multiplied The harden'd sinner shall confound; But them who in His truth confide, Blessings of mercy shall surround. 4. His saints, that have perform'd his laws, Their life in triumph shall employ ; Let them, as they alone have cause, In grateful raptures shout for joy. HYMN 173. C. M. AWAKE, my soul ! stretch every nerve, And press with vigor on : A heavenly race demands thy zeal. And an immortal crown, 163 HYMNS. 2. 'Tis God's all-animating voice That calls thee from on high ; 'Tis his own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye. 3. A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey; Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 4. Bless'd Saviour ! introduced by thee, Have we our race begun ; And, crowned with victory, at thy feet We'll lay our laurels down. HYMN 174. 7s. qOFTLY now the light of day O Fades upon my sight away ; Free from care, from labor free, Lord, I would commune with thee: 3. Thou, whose all-pervading eye Nought escapes, without, within, Pardon each infirmity, Open fault, and secret sin. 3. Soon, for me, the light of day Shall for ever pass away ; 164 MISCELLANEOUS. Then, from sin and sorrow free, Take me, Lord, to dwell with thee : 4. Thou who, sinless, yet hast known All of man's infirmity ; Then, from thine eternal throne, Jesus, look with pitying eye. HYMN 175. C. M. GOD of our fathers, by whose hand Thy people still are blest. Be with us through our pilgrimage ; Conduct us to our rest. 2. Through each perplexing path of life Our wandering footsteps guide ; Give us each day our daily bread. And raiment fit provide. 3. O spread thy sheltering wings around, Till all our wanderings cease, And at our Father's loved abode Our souls arrive in peace. 4. Such blessings from thy gracious hand Our humble prayers implore ; And thou, the Lord, shalt be our God, And portion evermore. 165 HYMNS. HYMN 176. L. M. JESUS, and shall it ever be, A mortal man ashamed of thee ? Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise, Whose glories shine thro' endless days? 2. Ashamed of Jesus ! sooner far Let night disown each radiant star. 'Tis midnight with my soul, till he, Bright Morning Star, hid darkness flee. 3. Ashamed of Jesus! 0, as soon Let morning blush to own the sun; He sheds the beams of light divine O'er this benighted soul of mine. 4. Ashamed of Jesus ! that dear Friend On whom my hopes of heaven depend ! No ; when I blush, be this my shame, That I no more revere his name. 5. Ashamed of Jesus ! empty pride; I'll boast a Saviour crucified; And, O, may this my portion be, My Saviour not ashamed of me ! HYMN 177. 7s, 6s, 8s. JESUS, let thy pitying eye Call back a wandering sheep; 166 MISCELLANEOUS. False to thee, like Peter, I Would fain, like Peter, weep : Let me be by grace restored. On me be all its freeness shown : Turn and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone, s. See me. Saviour, from above, Nor suffer me to die; Life, and happiness, and love. Smile in thy gracious eye ; Speak the reconciling word. And let thy mercy melt me down ; Turn and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone. 3. Look, as when thy pitying eye Was closed, that Ave might live ; " Father," at the point to die, My Sa\dour gasped, " forgive !" Surely with that dying word. He turns, and looks, and cries, " 'Tis done !" O my loving, bleeding Lord, This breaks my heart of stone. HYMN 178. C. M. THY chastening wrath, Lord, restrain, Though I deserve it all ; Nor let on me the heavy storm Of thy displeasure fall. 167 HYMNS. S. My sins, wliich to a deluge swell, My sinking head o'erflow. And, for my feeble strength to hear, Too vast a burden grow. 3. But, Lord, before thy searching eyes All my desires appear; The groanings of my burden'd soul Have reach'd thine open ear. 4. Forsake me not, O Lord, my God, Nor far from me depart : Make haste to my relief, thou "Who my salvation art. HYMN 179. C. M, GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. 2. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill. He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will. 3. Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head, 168 MISCELLANEOUS. Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for bis grace : Behind a frowning pro^^.dence He hides a smihng face. 5. His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour; The bud may have a bitter taste. But sweet will be the flower. 6. Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain ; God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain. HYMJSr 180. L. M. THOUGH I should seek to wash me clean In water of the driven snow, My soul would yet its spot retain. And sink in conscious guilt and woe ; 2. The Spirit, in his power divine. Would cast my vaunting soul to earth. Expose the foulness of its sin, And show the vileness of its worth. 3. Ah, not like erring man is God, That men to answer him should dare; 169 HYMNS. Condemn'd, and into silence awed, They helpless stand before his bar. 4. There, must a Mediator plead, Who God and man may both embrace : With God, for man, to intercede. And give to man the purchased grace. 5. And lo ! the Son of God is slain To be this Mediator crowned : In him, my soul, be cleansed from stain, In him thy righteousness be found ! HYM^^ 181. 8s, 7s. SA.VIOUR, breathe an evening blessing, Ere repose our spirits seal ; Sin and want we come confessing ; Thou canst save and thou canst heal. Though destruction walk around us, Though the arrow 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. Should swift death this night o'ertake us, And oiir couch become our tomb, May the morn in heaven awake us. Clad in light and deathless bloom. 170 MISCELLANEOUS. HYMN 182. 8s, 7s. ONE there is, above all others, Well deserves the name of ^ Friend ; His is love beyond a brother's, Costly, free, and knows no end: They who once his kindness prove, Find it everlasting love ! 3. Which, of all our friends, to save us, Could or would have shed their blood? But our Jesus died to have us Reconciled in him to God : This was boundless love indeed ; Jesus is a Friend in need. 3. Wlien he lived on earth abased, Friend of Sinners was his name ; Now, above all glory raised. He rejoices in the same : Still he calls them brethren, friends. And to all their wants attends. for grace our hearts to soften ! Teach us. Lord, at length to love ; We, alas ! forget too often, Wliat a Friend we have above ; But, when home our souls are brought, We will love thee as we ought. 171 ^ HYMNS. HYMN 183. L. M. STAY, thou insulted Spirit, stay, Though I have done thee such despite : Cast not' a sinner quite away, Nor take thine everkxsting flight. Though I have most unfaithful been. Of all who e'er thy grace received; Ten thousand times thy goodness seen, Ten thousand times thy goodness grieved ; 3. Yet, 0, the chief of sinners spare. In honor of my great High-priest ; Nor, in thy righteous anger, swear I shall not see thy people's rest. 4. O Lord, my weary soul release. Upraise me by thy gracious hand ; Gruide me into thy perfect peace, And bring me to the promised land. HYMN 184. L. M. HE'S blest, whose sins have pardon gain'd. No more in judgment to appear, VvTiose guilt remission has obtain'd, And whose repentance is sincere. 172 MISCELLANEOUS. 2. JS"© sooner I my wound disclosed, The guilt that tortured me within, But thy forgiveness interposed, And mercy's healing balm pour'd in. 3. Sorrows on sorrows multiplied, The harden'd sinner shall confound; But them who in his truth confide. Blessings of mercy shall surround. 4. His saints that have perform'd his laws. Their life in triumph shall employ ; Let them, as they alone have cause. In grateful raptures shout for joy. HYM^ 185. C. M. HAPPY is the man who hears Religion's warning voice, And who celestial wisdom makes His early, only choice. 2. For she has treasures greater far Than east or west unfold ; More precious are her bright rewards Than gems, or stores of gold. 3. Her right hand offers to the just Immortal, happy days ; 173 HYMNS. Her left, imperisliable wealth And heavenly crowns displays. 4. And, as her holy labors rise, So her rewards increase ; Her ways are ways of pleasantness. And all her paths are peace. HYMN 186. L. M. LET me be with thee where thon art, My Saviour, my eternal rest ; Then only will this longing heart Be ftilly and for ever blest. Let me be with thee where thou art, Thy unveiled glory to behold ; Then only mil this wandering heart Cease to be false to thee, and cold. 3. Let me be with thee where thou art, Wliere spotless saints thy name adore ; Then only will this sinful heart Be evil and defiled no more. 4. Let me be with thee where thou art. Where none can die, where none remove ; There neither life nor death will part Me from thy presence and thy love. 174 MISCELLANEOUS. HYMN 187. 8s, 7s, 4s. COME, ye sinners, poor and needy, Weak and wounded, sick and sore : Jesus ready stands to save yon. And his heart with love runs o'er; He is ahle. He is wilhng : doubt no more. Come, ye needy, come and welcome, God's free bounty glorify ; True belief and true repentance, Every grace that brings you nigh. Without money. Come to Jesus Christ and buy. 3. Come, ye weary, heavy-laden. Lost and ruined by the fall, If you tarry till you're better, You will never come at all : ISTot the righteous. Sinners Jesus came to call. Agonizing in the garden, Your Redeemer prostrate lies ; On the bloody tree behold him ! Hear him cry, before he dies, " It is finish'd !" Sinners, will not this suffice ? 175 HYMNS. Lo ! til' incarnate God, ascending, Pleads the merit of liis blood ; Venture on him, venture wholly, Let no other trust intrude ; None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good. 6. Saints and angels, join'd in concert. Sing the praises of the Lamb ; Wliile the blissful courts of heaven Sweetly echo with his name ; Hallelujah ! Sinners here may sing the same. HYMN 188. C. M. AS pants the hart for cooling streams, AVlien heated in the chase ; So longs my soul, God, for thee. And thy 'refreshing grace. s. For thee, my God, the li\dng God, My thirsty soul doth pine ; when shall I behold thy face, Thou Majesty divine? 3. Why restless, why cast down, my soul? Trust God; who will employ His aid for thee, and change these sio;hs To thankful hymns of joy. 176 miscella:n^eous. 4. God of my strength, how long shall I Like one forgotten, mourn, Forlorn, forsaken, and exposed To my oppressor's scorn? 5. Why restless, why east down, my soul? Hope still ; and thou shalt sing The praise of him who is thj" God, Thy health's eternal spring. HYMIsr 189. S. M. A CHARGE to keep I have, A A God to glorify; A never-dying soul to save, And fit it for the sky : From youth to hoary age, My calling to fulfill : may it all my powers engage To do my Master's will. 3. Arm me with jealous care, As in thy sight to live, And thy servant, Lord, prepare A strict account to give. 4. Help me to watch and pray, And on thyself rely: Assured if I my trust betray, I shall for ever die. 177 HYMNS. HYMN 190. S. M. PART I. HAVE mercy, Lord, on me. As tliou wert ever kind ; Let me, oppress'd with loads of guilt, Thy wonted mercy find. a. Wash oif my foul offense. And cleanse me from my sin; For I confess my crime, and see How great my guilt has heen. 3. Against thee, Lord, alono, And only in thy sight, Have I transgress'd; and, though con- demn'd, Must own thy judgment right. 4. In guilt each part was form'd Of all this sinful frame; In guilt I was conceived, and horn The heir of sin and shame. PART II. With hyssop purge me. Lord, And so I clean shall he: I shall with snow in whiteness vie, When purified hy thee. 178 MISCELLANEOUS. 2. Make me to hear with joy Thy kind forgiving voice ; That so the bones which thou hast broke May with fresh strength rejoice. 3. Blot out my crjT.ng sins, Kor me in anger \dew : Create in me a heart that's clean, An upright mind renew. 4. Withdraw not thou thy help, ITor cast me from thy sight ; Nor let thy Holy Spirit take His everlasting flight. HYMN' 191. L. M. THE countless multitude on high. That tune their songs to Jesus' name, All merit of their own deny. And Jesus' worth alone proclaim. 3- Firm on the ground of sovereign grace, They stand before Jehovah's throne; The only song in which blest place Is, " Thou art worthy! thou alone." 3. While thus the ransom'd myriads shout, " Amen " the holy angels cry ; "Amen, Amen," resounds through«iut The boundless regions of the sky. 179 HYMNS. 4. Let us with joy adopt tlie strain We hope to sing for ever there, " Worthy's the Lamb for sinners slain ; Wortliy alone the crown to Avear ! " 5. Without one thought that's good to plead, Oh ! what could shield us from despair But this, though we are vile indeed. The Lord our Righteousness is there. BYM^ 192. L. M. SmSJ" of my soul, thou Saviour dear. It is not night if thou be near : O may no earth-born cloud arise. To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. 2. "WHien the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast ! 3. Abide A\dth me from morn till eve, For without thee I cannot live : Abide with me when night is nigh. For ^\^thout thee I dare not die. 4. If some poor wandering child of thine Have s[)urned, to-day, the voice di\Hine, iSTow, Lord, the gracious work begin ; Let him no more lie down in sin. 180 MISCELLANEOUS. 5. Watch by the sick: enrich the poor With blessings from thy boundless store. Be every mourner's sleep, to-night. Like infants' slumbers, pure and light. Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take : Till in the ocean of thy love We lose ourselves in heaven above. HYMN 193. S. M. MY soul, be on thy guard; Ten thousand foes arise; The hosts of sin are pressing hard To draw thee from the skies. 2. O watch, and fight, and pray; The battle ne'er give o'er; Renew it boldly every day. And help divine implore. 3. Ne'er think the victory won, ISTor lay thine armor down : Thy arduous work will not be done Till thou obtain thy croT\T^i. 4. Fight on, my soul, till death Shall bring thee to thy God ; He'll take thee, at thy parting l)reatli, Up to his blest abode. 181 HYMNS. HYMN 194. S. M. THE Spirit, in our hearts, Is whispering, Sinner, come : Tiie Bride, the Church of Christ, pro.^ claims To all his children, Come. 2. Let him that heareth, say To all ahout him, Come : Let him that thirsts for righteousness, To Christ, the fountain, come. 3. Yes, whosoever will, let him freely come. And freely drink the stream of life : 'Tis Jesus bids him come. 4. Lo, Jesus, who invites. Declares, I quickly come. Lord ! even so ; I wait thj^ hour : Jesus, my Saviour, come. HYMN 195. C. M. ALAS! and did my Sa\aour bleed? And did my Sovereign die? "Would he devote that sacred head For such a worm as I? 2. Was it for crimes that I have done He groaned upon the tree? 182 MISCELLANEOUS. Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! And love beyond degree ! 3. Well might the sun in darkness hide. And shut his glories in, When God, the mighty Maker, died, For man, the creature's sin. 4. Thus might I hide my blushing face, , While his dear cross appears, Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, And melt mine eyes in tears. 5. But drops of grief can ne'er repay The debt of love I owe; Here, Lord, I give myself away, 'T is all that I can do. HYMI^ 196. C. M. THE Lord himself, the mighty Lord, Vouchsafes to be my guide; The shepherd, by whose constant care My wants are all supplied. Li tender grass he makes me feed, And gently there repose : Then leads me to cool shades, and where Refreshing water flows. 183 HYMNS. 3. He does my wandering soul reclaim, And, to his endless praise. Instruct with humhle zeal to walk In his most righteous ways. 4. I pass the gloomy vale of death From fear and danger free; For there his aiding rod and staff Defend and comfort me. 5. Since God cloth thus his wondrous love Through all my life extend. That life to him I will devote, And in his service spend. HYMN 197. L. M. OLORD, thy mercy, my sure hope, The highest orb of heaven transcends. Thy sacred truth's unmeasured scope Beyond the spreading sky extends. 2. Thy justice like the hills remains, IJnfathom'd depths thy judgments are; Thy providence the world sustains, The whole creation is thy care. a. Since of thy goodness all partake, With what assurance should the just Thy sheltering wings their refuge make, And saints to thy protection trust! 184 MISCELLANEOUS. 4. Sucli 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. 5. "With thee the springs of life remain, Thy presence is eternal day; let thy saints thy favor gain, To upright hearts thy truth display. HYMN 198. 7s. SEO'ER, rouse thee from thy sleep. Wake, and o'er thy folly weep; Raise thy spirit, dark and dead, Jesus waits his hght to shed. Wake from sleep, arise from death, See the bright and living path : Watchful tread that path; be wise, Leave thy folly, seek the skies. 3. Leave thy folly, cease from crime, From this hour redeem thy time; Life secure without delay. Evil is the mortal day. 4. Be not blind and foolish still; Called of Jesus, learn his ^vill; Jesus calls from death and night, Jesus waits to shed liis light. 185 HYMNS. HYMN 199. 7s. HASTEN, sinner, to be wise : Stay not for the morrow's sun ! Wisdom, if you still despise, Harder is it to be won. Hasten mercy to implore; Stay not for the morrow's sun ; Lest thy season should be o'er, Ere this evening's stage be run. 3. Hasten, sinner, to return; Stay not for the morrow's sun ; Lest thy lamp should cease to burn. Ere salvation's work is done. 4. Hasten, sinner, to be blest; Stay not for the morrow's sun; Lest perdition thee arrest. Ere the morrow is begun. HYMN 200. H. M. I LOW ye the trumpet, blow; The gladly solemn sound Let all the nations know. To earth's remotest bound : The year of jubilee is come, Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 2. Jesus, our great High Priest, Has full atonement made; 186 B' MISCELLANEOUS. Ye weary spirits, rest; Ye mourning souls, be glad: The year of jubilee is come, Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. s. Exalt the Lamb of God, The sin-atoningLamb ; Redemption by his blood Through all the world proclaim : The year of jubilee is come. Return, ye ransomed sinners, home, HYMN^ 201. S. M. WHERE shall rest be found, Rest for the weary soul ? 'Twere vain the ocean's depths to sound, Or pierce to either pole. 2. The world can never give The bliss for which we sigh : 'Tis not the whole of life to live, Nor all of death to die. 3. Beyond this vale of tears There is a life above, Unmeasured by the ilight of years; And all that life is love. 4. There is a death whose pang Outlasts the fleeting breath; 187 HYMNS. what eternal horrors hang Around the second death ! 5. Lord God of truth and grace, Teach us that death to shun, Lest we be banished from thy face. And evermore undone. HYMN 202. C. P. M. JOrtT'D in the bonds of faith and love, With saints on earth, and saints above. One spirit with our Lord, In happy union here we meet. To worship at the Saviour's feet. And own his work and word. 2. Thy gracious promise, Lord, impart, Display thy power in every heart, And shed thy blessing round. Oh ! may thy truth our spirits cheer. Confirm our hope, dispel our fear, And make our jo^^s abound. HYMN 203. C. M. I HEARD the voice of Jesus say, "Come unto me and rest; Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon my breast:" I came to Jesus as I was, Weary, and worn, and sad; 188 MISCELLANEOUS. I found in him a resting-plaee, And he has made me glad. 2. I heard the voiee of Jesus say, "Behokl, I freely give The living-water ! thirsty one, Stoop down, and drink, and live. I came to Jesus, and I drank Of that life-giving stream : My thirst was quenched, my soul re^dved, And now I live in him. 3. I lieard the voice of Jesus say, "I am this dark world's light: ^ Look unto me: thy morn shall rise. And all thy day be bright." I looked to Jesus, and I found In him my Star, my Sun ; And in that light of life I'll walk Till all my journey's done. HYMI^ 204. P. M. I LAY my sins on Jesus, The Spotless Lamb of God; He bears them all and frees us From the accursed load : I bring my guilt to Jesus, To wash my crimson stains White in his blood most precious. Till not a stain remains. 189 HYMNS. 3. I lay my wants on Jesus ; All fullness dwells in him; He heals all my diseases, He doth my soul redeem : I lay my griefs on Jesus, My hurdens and my cares; He from them all releases, He all my sorrow shares. 3. I rest my soul on Jesus, This weary soul of mine ; His right hand me embraces, I on his breast recline. I love the name of Jesus, Immanuel, Christ, the Lord; Like fragrance on the breezes, His name abroad is poured. HYMN 205. L. M. HARK, my soul, it is the Lord; 'Tis thy Saviour, hear his word; Jesus speaks, he speaks to thee : " Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me ? 2. " I delivered thee when bound, And when wounded heal'd thy wound, Sought thee wandering, set thee right, Turn'd thy darkness into light. 190 MISCELLANEOUS. 3. " Can a woman's tender care Cease toward the child she hare? Yes, she may forgetful he, Yet will I rememher thee. 4. " Mine is an unchanging love. Higher than the heights above, Deeper than the depths beneath. Free and faithful, strong as death. 5. " Thou shalt see my glory soon, When the work of grace is done; Partner of my throne shall be : Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me ? " 6. Lord, it is my chief complaint That my love is still so faint. Yet I love thee and adore : O for grace to love thee more ! HYMiT 206. H. M. ARISE, my soul, arise; Shake oif thy guilty fears ; The bleeding Sacrifice In my behalf appears : Before the throne my Surety stands, My name is written on his hands. 2. He ever lives above. For me to intercede ; 191 HYMNS. His all-redeeming love, His precious blood, to plead; His blood atoned for all our race. And sprinkles now tbe throne of grace. s. Five bleeding wounds lie bears, Received on Calvary; They pour effectual prayers. They strongly plead for me: Forgive him, O forgive, they cry, ISTor let that ransomed sinner die. 4. My God is reconciled ; His pard'ning voice I hear : He owns me for his child ; I can no longer fear : With confidence I now draw nigh. And Father, Abba, Father, cry. HYMN 207. 7s. DEPTH of mercy ! can there be Mercy still reserved for me? Can my God his wrath forbear ? Me, the chief of sinners, spare? 2. I have long ^\^thstood his grace ; Long provoked him to his face ; Would not hearken to his calls ; Grieved him by a thousand falls. 3. Kindled his relentings are ; Me he now delights to spare ; 192 MISCELLANEOUS, JSTow my Father's mercies move, Justice lingers into love. 4. Lo ! for me the Saviour stands ; Shows his wounds, and spreads his hands; God is love ! I know, I feel ; Jesus weeps, and loves me still, HYMI^ 208. 8s, 7. JESUS, the I^ame high over all. In hell, or earth, or sky; Angels and men before it fall. And devils fear and lly. Jesus, the Name to sinners dear. The Kame to sinners given; It scatters all their guilty fear; It turns their hell to heaven. 3. Jesus the pris'ner's fetters breaks. And bruises Satan's head ; Power into strengthless souls he speaks. And life into the dead. 4. that the world might taste and see The riches of his grace; The arms of love that compass me Would all mankind embrace. 5. His only righteousness I show. His saving truth proclaim: 193 HYMNS. 'T is all my business here below To cry, Behold the Lamb! 6. Happy, if \Adth my latest breath I may but gasp his name ; Preach him to all, and cry in death, Behold, behold the Lamb ! HYMN 209. C. M. Y God, the spring of all my joys. The life of my delights, The glory of my brightest days, And comfort of my nights: 3. In darkest shades if thou appear, My dawning is begun ; Thou art my soul's bright morning star, And thou my rising sun. 3. The opening heavens around me shine With beams of sacred bliss. If Jesus shows his mercy mine. And whispers I am his. 4. My soul would leave this heavy clay At that transporting yxovd, Run up with joy the sliining way, To see and praise my Lord. 194 MISCELLANEOUS. 5. Fearless of hell and ghastly death, I'd break through every foe; The wdngs of love and arms of taith Would bear me conqu'ror through. HYMN" 210. L. M. JUST as thou art, without one trace Of love, or joy, or inward grace, Or meetness for that heavenly place, O guilty sinner, come, come ! 2. Thy sins I bore on Calvary's tree ; The stripes thy due were laid on me. That peace and pardon might be free ; wretched sinner, come, O come ! 3. Come, leave thy burden at the cross; Count all thy gains but empty dross : My grace repays all earthly loss; needy sinner, come, O come! 4. "The Spirit and the Bride say, Come;" Rejoicing saints re-echo, Come! Wlio faints, who thirsts, who vnW, may come; Thy Sa\dour bids thee come, O come! HYMN 211. C. M. HOW sweet a voice of sov'reign grace Sounds from the sacred word ! 195 HYMNS. Ho! ye despairing sinners, come, And trust a faithful Lord. My soul obeys the gracious call, And runs to this relief; I would believe thy promise. Lord; help my unbelief! 3. To the blest fountain of thy blood, Incarnate God, I fly; Here let me wash my guilty soul From crimes of deepest dye. 4. A guilty, weak, and helpless worm. Into thine arms I fall ; Be thou my strength and righteousness, My Jesus, and my all. HYMN 212. S. M. I WAS a wand'ring sheep, I did not love the fold; I did not love my Shepherd's voice, 1 would not be controll'd; I was a wayward child, I did not love my home ; I did not love my Father's voice, I loved afar to roam. 3 The Shepherd sought his sheep. The Father sought his child; 196 MISCELLANEOUS. They follow'd me o'er vale and liili, O'er deserts, waste and wild; Tliey found me nigh to death, Famish'd, and faint, and lone ; They bound me with the bands of love. They saved the wand'ring one. 3. Jesus my Shepherd is, 'T was he that loved my soul ; 'T was He that wash'd me in his bh^od, 'T was he that made me whole ; No more a wand'ring sheep, I love to be controll'd; I love my tender Shepherd's voice, I love the peaceful fold. HYMN 213. P. M. COME, ye disconsolate, where'er ye lan- guish ; Come to the mercy-seat, fervently kneel; Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish ; Earth has no sorrow that Heaven can- not heal. 2. Joy of the desolate, light of the straying, Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure,' 197 HYMNS. Hero speaks the Comforter, tenderly say- ing, Earth has no sorrow that Heaven can- not cure. 3. Here see the bread of life; see waters flowing Forth from the throne of God, pure from above; Come to the feast of love; come, ever knoAving, Earth has no sorrow but Heaven can remove. HYMiT 214. L. M. JESUS, thou everlasting King, Accept the tril)ute which we bring; Accept thy well-deserved renown, And wear our praises as thy crown. 2. Let every act of worsliip be Like our espousals. Lord, to thee ; Like the blest hour, when from above We first received the pledge of love. s. The gladness of that happy day, O may it ever, ever stay : ^N'or let our faith forsake its hold, Nor hope decline, nor love grow cold. 198 MISCELLANEOUS. 4. Let every moment, as it flies, Increase thy praise, improve our joys, Till we be raised to sing thy IsTame, At the great supper of the Lamb. HYMN 215. P. M. PART I. JESUS, I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow thee, JsTaked, poor, despised, forsaken, Thou, from hence, my all shalt be. Perish every fond ambition, All I've sought, or hoped, or known , Yet how rich is my condition, God and heaven are all my own. Let the w^orld despise and leave me ; They have left my Saviour too ; Human hopes and looks deceive me. Thou art not like them, untrue; And wdiile thou shalt smile upon me, God of wisdom, love, and might. Foes may hate, and friends may scorn me, Show" thy face and all is bright. 3. Go, then, earthly fame and treasure ; Come disaster, scorn, and pain ; In thy ser\dce pain is pleasure ; With thy favor loss is gain. 199 HYMNS. I have called tliee Abba, Father; I have set my heart on thee ; Storms may howl, and clouds may gather : All must work for good to me. PART I^. Man may trouble and distress me, 'T will but drive me to thy breast ; Life with trials hard may press me, Thou canst give me sweetest rest- 0, 'tis not in grief to harm me, While thy love is left to me ; 0, 'twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with thee I Know, my soul, thy full salvation; Rise o'er sin and fear and care ; Joy to find, in every station. Something still to do and bear. Think what Spirit dwells within thee. Think what Father's smiles are thine, Think that Jesus died to win thee ; Child of heaven, canst thou repine? 3. Haste thee on from grace to glory, Arm'd by faith, and wing'd by prayer; Heaven's eternal days before thee, God's own hand shall guide thee there ; Soon shall close thine earthly mission. Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days : 200 MISCELLANEOUS. Hope shall change to glad fruition, Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. HYMN 216. S. M. ONE sweetly solemn thought Comes to me o'er and o'er ; I'm nearer to my home to-day Than e'er I've been before : 3. Nearer my Father's house, Where many mansions be; Nearer the great encircled throne, Nearer the crystal sea ; 3. Nearer the bound of life. Where burdens are laid down; Nearer resigning every cross. Nearer the starry crown : 4. But VN^aves of death's still sea Roll dark before my sight. That brightly on the other side Break on a shore of light. 5. O, if my mortal feet Have almost gained the brink. If it be I am nearer home Much nearer than I think : 201 HYMNS. 6. Father, perfect my trust, That I may feel, in death, My soul her feet hath firmly set On Christ, the Rock of faith ! HYMN 217. P. M. WHEN this passing world is done. When has sunk yon glowing sun, When we stand with Christ in glory. Looking o'er life's finished story. Then, Lord, shall I fully know, Not till then, how much I owe. 2. When I stand hefore the throne. Dressed in heauty not my own. When I see thee as thou art. Love thee with unsinning heart. Then, Lord, shall I fully know. Not till then, how much I owe. 3. When the praise of heaven I hear, Loud as thunder to the ear. Loud as many waters' noise. Sweet as harp's melodious voice. Then, Lord, shall I fully know, Not till then, how much I owe. HYMN 218. C. M. pHEAT God, with wonder and with vJ praise On all thy works I look ; 202 MISCELLANEOUS. But still thy wisdom, power, and grace, Shine brightest in thy book. 2. The stars that in their courses roll. Have much instruction given ; But thy good word informs my soul How I may soar to heaven. 3. The fields provide my food, and show The goodness of the Lord ; But fruits of life and glory grow In thy most holy word. 4. Here are my choicest treasures hid. Here my best comfort lies ; Here my desires are satisfied. And here my hopes arise. 5 Lord, make me understand thy law. Show what my faults have been ; And from tliy Gospel let me draw Pardon for all my sin. 6. Here would I learn how Christ has died To save my soul from hell ; Not all the books on earth beside. Such heavenly wonders tell. 7. Than let me love my Bible more, And take a fresh delight, 203 HYMNS. By day to read these wonders o'er, And meditate by night. HYMJ^ 219. L. M. JESUS, where'er thy people meet, There they behold thy mercy-seat; Where'er they seek thee, thou art found, And every place is hallowed ground. 2. For thou, within no walls confined, Inhabitest the humble mind; Such ever bring thee where they come, And going, take thee to their home. 3. Dear Shepherd of thy chosen few. Thy former mercies here renew; Here to our waiting hearts proclaim The sweetness of thy saving IsTame. 4. Here may we prove the power of prayer To strengthen faith, and sweeten care. To teach our faint desires to rise, And bring all heaven before our eyes. HYMN" 220. P. M. WHEN gathering clouds around I view, And days are dark, and friends are few. On him I lean, who, not in vain, Experienced every liuman pain; 204 MISCELLANEOUS. He feels my griefs, lie sees my fears, And comits and treasures U}) my tears. 2. If aught should tempt my soul to stray From heavenly wisdom's narrow way, To fly the good I would pursue. Or do the ill I would not do ; Still he who felt temptation's power Shall ffuard me in tliat dangerous hour. 3. Wlien vexing thoughts within me rise, And, sore dismayed, my spirit dies ; Then he who once vouchsafed to bear The midnight agony of prayer, Shall sweetly soothe, shall gently dry. The throbbing heart, the streaming eye. 4. When sorrowino; o'er some stone I bend, Wliich covers all that was a friend. And from his voice, his hand, his smile, Divides me for a little while ; Thou, Saviour, seest the tears I shed. For thou didst weep o'er Lazarus dead, 5. And, oh, when I have safely past Through every conflict but the last, Still, still unchanging, watch beside My bed of death, for thou hast died: Then point to realms of endless day, And wipe the latest tear away 205 HYMNS. HYMN 221. S. M. GRACE ! 'tis a charming sound, Harmonious to the ear ; Heaven wdth the echo shall resound, And all the earth shall hear. Grace first contrived a way To save rebellious man, And all the means that grace display, Which drew the wondrous plan. 3. Grace guides my wandering feet To tread the heavenly road ; And new supplies each hour I meet While pressing on to God. 4. Grace all the work shall crown Through everlasting days ; It lays in heaven the topmost stone, And well deserves the praise. HYMN" 222. 7s. SEEK, my soul, the narrow gate, Enter ere it be too late ; Many ask to enter there When too late to oiFer prayer. 2. God from mercy's seat shall rise, And for ever bar the skies : 206 MISCELLANEOUS. Then, tliougli sinners cry mthout, He will say, "I know you not." 3. Mournfully will they exclaim ; " Lord, we have professed thy name ; We have ate with thee, and heard Heavenly teaching in thy word." 4. Vain, alas, will be their plea, "Workers of iniquity ; Sad their everlasting lot ; Christ will say, " I know you not." HYM^ 223. 8s, 6s. AWAKED by Sinai's awful sound, My soul in bonds of guilt I found, And knew not where to go ; Eternal truth did loud proclaim, " The sinner must be born again. Or sink to endless woe." 2. When to the law I trembling fled, It poured its curses on my head, I no relief could find ; This fearful truth increased mv pain, " The sinner must be born again," And whelmed my tortured mind. 207 HYMNS, 3. Again did Sinai's tliunder roll, And gnilt la}- heavy on my soul, A vast oppressive load ; Alas, I read and saw it plain, " The sinner must he horn again, Or drink the ^Tath of God." 4. The saints I heard with rapture tell, How Jesus conquered death and hell. And broke the fowler's snare ; Yet when I found this truth remain, " The sinner must he born again," I sunk in deep despair. 5. But while I thus in anguish lay. The gracious Saviour passed this way. And felt his pity move ; The sinner, by his justice slain, Now by his grace is born again, And sings redeeming love. HYMN 224. L. M. FAR from my thoughts, vain world, begone ; Let my religious hours alone : From flesh and sense I would be free, And hold communion. Lord, with thee. 2. My heart grows warm mth holy fire, And kindles with a pure desire 208 MISCELLANEOUS. To see thy ^a