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A 
 COLLECTION 
 
 OP 
 
 PSALMS,    HYMNS, 
 
 AND 
 
 SPIRITUAL   SONGS; 
 
 WITH   THE  MUSIC 
 OP 
 
 MASON'S    SACRED    HARP 
 AND    MISSOURI    HARMONY 
 
 ADAPTED. 
 
 BY  WALTER  SCOTT 
 
 CARTHAGE,  HAMILTON  COUNTY,  OHIO. 
 
 CINCINNATI : 
 
 STEREOTYPED  BY  GLEZEN  AND  SHEPARD. 
 
 1839. 
 
Entered  according  to  act  of  Congress,  in  the 
 year  of  our  Lord  1S39,  by  Walter  Scott,  in 
 the  District  Clerk's  office,  of  the  District 
 Court  of  Ohio . 
 
PREFACE. 
 
 The  Hebrew  Scriptures  were  introduced  by  the  Apostles 
 into  all  the  primitive  Christian  Churches,  and  constantly 
 read  there.  The  psalms  formed  an  important  division  of 
 these  Scriptures,  and  were  sung  by  the  Israeli; ish  nation  in. 
 their  temple,  at  their  public  festivals,  and  in  their  families. 
 These  inspired  compositions  necessarily  aroused  the  devo- 
 tional feelings  of  the  Jew,  because  the  subject,  the  senti- 
 ment, the  imagery  and  the  scenery  were  in  the  highest  de- 
 gree adapted  to  the  age,  and  to  the  order  of  things  under 
 which  he  was  educated.  It  should  be  observed,  however, 
 rhat  songs  which  reached  the  heart  of  the  Jew  and  awaked 
 in  him  the  liveliest  and  most  devotional  feelings,  might 
 wholly  fail  of  these  commanding  influences  over  tbe'heart  and 
 affections  of  th>;  Christian.  There  is  nothing  of  the  na'ional, 
 nothing  of  the  hereditary  in  Christianity  ;  it  is  the  religion 
 of  the  world,  and  of  each  man  in  it  in  particular,  not  by 
 mere  heirship  neither,  but  by  a  special  adop'ion  proceeding 
 on  personal  and  individual  persuasion  of  its  authority  and 
 divine  origin. 
 
 It  is  perhaps  owing  to  this  attribute  of  universality  la 
 our  religioc,  and  to  the  arbitrary  nature  of  our  feelings, 
 which  make  no  allowance  for  age  or  nation,  that  the  Chris- 
 tian religion  has  come  down  to  us  without  any  fixed  psalm- 
 ody, the  author  most  graciously  and  most  wisely  in  this 
 affair  bringing  the  system  of  grace  as  near  as  possible  to  ths 
 6ystem  of  nature,  and  leaving  his  disciples  with  all  the 
 things  of  his  salvation  in  their  hands  to  seek  for  devotional 
 ecstacy  in  compositions  flowing  from  each  others'  hearts, 
 sanctified  by  the  word  and  Spirit  of  God  :  "  Speaking  to 
 yourselves, "  says  the  holy  Apostle,  "In  psalms  and  hymns, 
 and  spiritual  =ongs,  singing  and  making  melody  in  your 
 heart  to  the  Lord  :"— Eph.  5  and  19. 
 
 The  praises  of  the  God  of  IsraeLduring  the  fcrmer  econ- 
 omy were  entrusted  for  cultivation  to  the  care  of  chief  men 
 an  the  tribe  of  Livi ;  and  that  this  delightful  ordinance 
 might  not  sink  into  contempt,  the  most  eminent  individuals 
 m  the  nation  applied  thtmselves  to  its  improvement  and  per 
 fection.  David  "set  over  the  service  of  song  in  the  house 
 of  the  Lord,"  the  four  great  Masters  of  Music,  Heman,  with 
 his  children  j  and  his  brother  Asaph   with  his  children, 
 
IV  PREFACE. 
 
 both  Kohathites  ;  Jeduthan  and  his  children,  and  his  broth 
 er  with  his  children— sons  of  Merari,  all  four,  men  of  the 
 first  rank  in  the  nation  of  Israel. 
 
 When  the  Holy  Spirit  styled  the  Christian  Covenant  a 
 "  new"  one,  he  antiquated  the  Jewish  Covenant,  or  as  Paul 
 saysj  made  it  an  "  old''  one:  So,  when  the  Spirit  of  Christ 
 inspired  the  Christians  with  "  new"  psalms  and  hymns, 
 be  antiquated  the  Jewish  psalms  and  hymns,  or  made  them 
 "old"  ones.  The  old  psalms,  nevertheless,  like  the  old 
 cove-nant,  are  to  be  devoutly  read,  and  meditated  upon  by 
 all  Christians,  both  because  of  their  holv  lessons,  and  be- 
 cause they  embody  many  most  remarkable  prophecies 
 concerning  our  Saviour. 
 
 That  the  Spirit  inspired  the  brethren  with  new  psalms, 
 hymns  and  spiritual  songs,  we  learn  from  Ephes.  5  c,  18, 
 19  vs.;  Col.  3  c.  16  v.,  and  from  1  Cor.  14  c.  15, 26  vs.,  where 
 every  one  of  them  is  said  to  have  come  to  the  assembly 
 with  "a  psalm,"  etc  Eusebeus  accordingly  speaks  of  ''new 
 psalms"  as  perfectly  common  among  the  Brethren.  He  says 
 that  Irenaeus,  who  succeeded  Photinus  in  the  Bishoprick  of 
 Lyons  in  174,  wrote  a  boot  of  those  hymns  called  the 
 "Psaltes"  or  psalms,  and  he  tells  us  that  the  method  of  sing- 
 ing them  in  the  church  was  this:— A  few  of  the  best  and 
 sweetest  voices  began,  and  the  balance  of  the  congregation 
 struck  in  at  the  conclusion  of  the  stanzas.  But  the  most  an- 
 cient specimens  of  Christian  praises  which  have  come  down 
 to  us  from  antiquity,  are,  I  believe,  the  Gregorian  Chants, 
 distinguished  for  their  grandeur  and  devotional  feeling. 
 The  dismemberment  of  the  Christian  profession  in  these 
 latter  limes  has  caused  the  cultivation  of  Saere-i  Music  to  go 
 into  such  general  disuse  that  the  singing  in  most  Protestant 
 assemblies^  utterly  unworthy  of  us. 
 
 In  our  arrangement  of  the  Hymns,  we  have  been  govern- 
 ed by  very  popular  and  obvious  divisions.  The  book  con- 
 tains, Firs',  hymns  for  the  Church  :  Second,  hymns  for  the 
 proclamation  of  the  Gospel,  and  Third,  a  Miscellany  of  oc- 
 casional pieces. 
 
 Touching  the  "  Church  Department,"  it  has  been  the 
 most  laborious  and  difficult  to  complete.  The  order  which 
 obtain?  in  our  assemblies  is  as  follows,  viz:— 1st,  Prayers 
 for  all  men.  2d,  Reading  of  the  Scriptures.  3d,  Teaching 
 and  Preaching.  4tb,  Reception  of  Members  5th,  The 
 Lord's  Supper.  6th,  The  Collection  of  Monies,  or  The  Fel- 
 lowship ;  and  7th,  The  Dismissal  of  Brethren.  It  has  been 
 deemed  proper  to  adapt  the  Church  Department  with 
 vrhich  the  book  commences,  to  this  order ;  and  the  hymns 
 of  which  it  is  composed,  are  accordingly  arranged  in  dis- 
 tinct groups  or  services  suited  to  the  order  of  the  day.  By 
 this  it  is  designed  not  only  to  have  our  pra>es  in  good  keep- 
 ing with  our  other  worship,  but  also  to  encourage  the  breth- 
 
PREFACE.  V 
 
 ren  to  cviltivate  a  more  intimate  and  enlarged  acquaintance 
 with  the  whole  business  of  sacred  music,  and  if  possi- 
 ble to  negative  that  practice  so  destructive  of  all  devotional 
 and  holy  feeling,  namely :  the  endlessly  repeated  singing  of 
 the  same  hymn  to  the  same  tune,  at  present  so  common  in 
 our  assemblies. 
 
 Before  the  brethren  stand  up  to  sing  the  hymn  with 
 which  the  church  opens,  they  usually  employ  some  time  in 
 praying  and  singing.  To  meet  this  pious  practice,  there  is 
 prefixed  to  each  service,  an  Introduction,  composed  of  the 
 finest  hymns  in  the  language,  and  distinguished  for  beauty, 
 richness,  grace,  repose,  solemnity,  dignity,  and  holiness. 
 The  first  group  or  service  is  in  long  metre,  and  is  eminent 
 for  grandeur  and  devotional  feeling,  both  in  its  hymns  and 
 music.  The  second  is  in  common  metre;  the  third  in 
 short  metre ;  and  although  there  are  given  services  in  other 
 metres  also,  yet  it  is  not  to  be  denied  that  the  pillar  of' 
 of  English  Psalmody  consists  mainly  of  these  three 
 kinds  of  verse,  the  long  being  the  base,  the  common  the 
 shaft,  and  the  short  the  capital,  all  else  being  merely  orna- 
 mental. 
 
 The  "Gospel  Department"  is  made  up  of  the  most  en- 
 listing and  deeply  affecting  pieces  we  could  select  from 
 twenty  books  of  hymns,  and  almost  as  many  Elections  of 
 sacred  music.  They  are  arranged  under  the  beads  of  Faith, 
 Repentance,  Baptism,  Remission  of  Sins,  The  Holy  Spirit. 
 and  Eternal  Life — the  elements  of  the  true  Gospel :  so  that 
 in  these  two  departments  we  have  a  psalmody  adapted  to 
 the  order  of  the  gospel,  and  to  the  order  of  the  Gospel 
 Church. 
 
 We  have  generally  named  the  book  in  which  the  Set 
 Pieces  in  'he  "Miscellany"  may  me  found  ;  and  if,  besides 
 the  beautiful  compositions  of  wb:ch  it  is  chiefly  made  up, 
 there  are  found  a  few  plain  pieces,  be  it  remembered  that 
 we  are,  or" ought  to  be,  a  plain  people  ourselves. 
 
 There  are  some  strong  reasons  why  Christians  should 
 cultivate  Sacred  Music. 
 
 First,— Music  is  a  Science ;  that  is,  it  has  its  foundation 
 in  nature ;  or  like  all  natural  science,  it  has  God  for  its 
 author. 
 
 Second,— It  is  commanded  us  to  sing.  The  Holy  Spirit 
 enjoins  on  us  to  "  sing  and  make  melody"— a  thing  which 
 cannot  be  done  aright  withoutsoineknowledge  of  music. 
 
 jTTitj-d, — It  is  the  office  of  a  hymn  to  arouse  impassioned 
 devotional  feeling,  even  as  it  is  the  office  of  teaching  to  il- 
 luminate the  understanding.  Of  all  the  manners  and  cus- 
 toms in  the  Kingdom  of  Christ,  therefore,  sir.ging  most  in- 
 terests the  feelings  and  affections  of  the  heart,  and  it  is  due 
 to  the  aged  for  their  comfort,  and  still  more  to  the  youth  for 
 their  encouragement  and  preservation  in  the  Faith  that 
 
VI  PREFACE. 
 
 Sacred  Music  be  cultivated  with  extraordinary  care  among  as. 
 The  Lutherans  have  20,000  hymns,  and  are  the  best 
 singers  in  Christendom  ;  the  Episcopalians  are  the  next. 
 The  Presbyterians  have  about  1,000  hymns,  and  the  Baptist* 
 in  the  East  employ  the  same  collection,  wiih  the  addition 
 merely  of  a  few  sones  about  Baptism,  making  in  all  not 
 more  than  1,000  hymns :  it  may  be  regarded  as  categorically 
 true,  that  hymn  books  are  large  in  the  ratio  of  the  people* 
 care  for  mu«ic,  and  small  in  proportion  as  the  party  neg- 
 lects the  cultivation  of  this  delightful  art.  Small  trifling 
 hymn  books,  having  in  them  almost  the  same  songs,  are 
 innumerable,  indicating  the  culpable  negligence  of  sacred 
 music  which  every  «  here  abounds.  We  have  labored  with 
 jrreat  assiduity  for  part  of  two  years  that  those  who  have 
 lately  professed  the  original  gospel  by  our  labors  shall 
 excel  in  the  ordinance  of  praise,  and  we  have  to  render  all 
 thanks  to  our  Lord  the  Messiah  for  what  has  already  been 
 attained  in  this  matter.  This  we  say  to  encourage  others  to 
 discharge  the  same  duty  and  to  fix  the  heart  of  the  youth 
 in  God's  Kingdom  by  teaching  them  to  "siug  and  make 
 melody  in  their  hearts  to  the  Lord  ;>*  for  a»  the  command  to 
 read  cannot  be  obeyed  unless  we  are  first  taught  to  read, 
 even  so  (he  command  to  sing  cannot  be  obeyed  unless  wo 
 are  fitst  taught  to  sing. 
 
 That  the  brethren  may  not  be  compelled  to  rely  for  muslo 
 on  the  scanty  resources  of  their  own  memory  merely,  the 
 Music  of 
 
 MASON'S  SACRED  HARP, 
 has  been  set  to  the  HymnBook ;  so  that  to  obtain  tunas  it  is 
 only  necessiry  for  the  brethren  to  possess  themselves  of  that 
 incomparable  work.  It  is  the  peculiar  felicity  of  the  disci- 
 plesof  Christ  to  be  left  free  to  carry  all  parts  of  the  Chris, 
 tian  worship  to  perfection  in  regard  to  "  decency  and  or- 
 der." We  pray  therefore  that  those  for  whom  this  selection 
 is  intended,  may  zealously  devote  themselves  to  the  culti- 
 vation of  the  praises  of  God,  and  so  may  the  Holy  Spirit 
 be  in  them. 
 
 WALTER   SCOTT. 
 
 P.  S.— A  few  old  hymns  which  associate  themselves  with 
 our  earliest  and  most  devout  recollections,  and  which  are 
 remarkable  for  their  nervous  diction,  have  been  corrected 
 and  inserted;  butwe  could  not  bear  to  stereotype  weakness  or 
 enthusiasm.  There  must  be  strength,  feeling,  and  progres- 
 sion of  thought  in  a  hymn. 
 
 Besides  being  adapted  to  the  worship  of  the  Christian  as- 
 sembly, this  Hymn  book  ii  printed  with  a  special  reference 
 to  the  wants  of  the  numerous  students  of  Sacred  Music 
 throughout  the  West. 
 
HYMNS 
 
 Sabbath  176.  1    7a.  Rutland  174. 
 
 Introduction  to  Service  First. 
 SAFELY  through  another  week, 
 
 God  has  brought  us  on  our  way ; 
 Let  us  all  a  blessing  seek, 
 
 Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day. 
 Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 
 
 Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 
 
 2  While  we  seek  supplies  of  grace, 
 Through  the  blest  Redeemer's  name ; 
 
 Show  thy  reconciling  face- 
 Take  away  our  sin  and  shame ; 
 
 From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 
 May  we  rest  this  day  in  Thee. 
 
 3  Here  we  come  thy  name  to  praise, 
 Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near: 
 
 May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 
 While  we  in  thy  house  appear: 
 
 Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
 Of  our  everlasting  rest. 
 
 4  May  the  gospel's  joyful  sound 
 Conquer  sinners,— comfort  saints ; 
 
 Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound, 
 Bring  relief  to  all  complaints: 
 
 Thus  let  all  our  worship  prove, 
 Till  we  join  thy  courts  above. 
 Doxology. 
 
 Glory  be  to  God  on  high- 
 God,  whose  glory  fills  the  sky: 
 
 Glory  to  the  Lamb  be  giv'n— 
 Glory  in  the  highestlieav'n. 
 
 Wisdom,  riches,  praise  and  power, 
 Be  to  God  for  evermore. 
 
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 Watchman  137.       2    S.  M.      Silver  Street.  12?. 
 WELCOME  sweet  day  of  rest, 
 
 That  aaw  the  Lord  arise ; 
 Welcome  to  our  reviving  breasts— 
 To  our  rejoicing  eyes. 
 
 2  Jesus,  our  Lord,  comes  near, 
 And  feasts  his  saints  to-day ; 
 
 He.re  ,we  may  sit>  and  see,  and  hear, 
 And  bless,  and  praise,  and  pray. 
 
 3  One  day  amidst  the  place, 
 Where  my  Redeemer's  been, 
 
 13  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
 Of  pleasure  or  of  sin. 
 
 4  My  willing  soul  would  stay, 
 In  such  a  frame  as  this, 
 
 And  sit  and  sing  herself  away 
 To  everlasting  bliss. 
 
 3 
 
 COME  sound  his  praise  abroad, 
 And  hymns  of  glory  sin."- : 
 
 Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
 The  universal  King. 
 
 2  He  formed  the  depths  unknown- 
 He  gave  the  seas  their  bound  ; 
 
 The  wat'ry  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
 And  all  the  solid  ground. 
 
 3  Come  worship  at  his  throne: 
 Come  bow  before  the  Lord : 
 
 We  are  his  work  and  not  our  own; 
 
 He  formed  us  by  his  word. 
 
 Hallelujah. 
 
 Praise  you  the  Lord ;  hallelujah ' 
 
 Praise  you  the  Lord ;  hallelujah  r 
 Hallelujah !  hallelujah ! 
 
 Hallelujah !  Praise  you  the  Lord. 
 
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 Arlington  101.         4    C.  M.  Devizes.  110. 
 
 THIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  has  made, 
 
 He  calls  the  hours  his  own : 
 Let  heaven  rejoice  and  earth  be  glad, 
 
 And  praise  surround  the  throne. 
 
 2  To-day  he  rose  and  left  the  dead, 
 And  satan's  empire  fell ; 
 
 To-day  the  saints  his  triumphs  spread, 
 And  all  his  wonders  tell. 
 
 3  Blest  be  the  Lord  who  comes  to  men 
 With  messages  of  grace ; 
 
 Who  comes  in  God  the  father's  name 
 To  save  our  sinful  race. 
 
 4  Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains 
 The  church  on  earth  can  raise : 
 
 Hosanna !  let  the  highest  heavens 
 Award  him  nobler  praise. 
 
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 OH !  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 
 Our  great  Redeemer's  praise ; 
 
 The  glory  of  our  Lord  and  King ; 
 The  triumphs  of  his  grace. 
 
 2  Jesus !  thy  name  removes  our  fears, 
 And  bids  our  sorrows  cease  : 
 
 'Tis  music  in  thy  people's  ears ; 
 'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 
 
 3  Gracious  Master !  heavenly  Lord ! 
 Assist  us  to  proclaim, 
 
 And  spread  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
 
 The  honors  of  thy  name. 
 Hosanna. 
 Hosanna  to  the  Lord  be  given 
 
 In  loudest,  noblest  strains ! 
 Hosanna  in  the  highest  heavens.' 
 
 The  great  Redeemer  reigns. 
 
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 Piles^rove  55.  6    1-  M.  Wicdham  68. 
 
 SWEET  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest, 
 No  mortal  care  shall  seize  our  breast ; 
 Oh  may  our  hearts  in  tune  be  found, 
 Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound. 
 
 2  Our  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
 And  bless  his  works— and  praise  his  word; 
 His  works  of  grace— how  bright  they  shinel 
 How  deep  his  counsels— how  divine! 
 
 3  Sure  we  shall  share  a  glorious  part, 
 When  grace  has  well  refined  our  heart, 
 When  fresh  supplies  of  joy  he  sheds 
 Like  holy  oil  upon  our  heads. 
 
 4  Then  shall  we  see,  and  hear,  and  know, 
 All  we  desired,  or  wished  below; 
 
 And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
 In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 
 
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 COME,  gracious  Lord,  and  bless  the  day} 
 O  bear  our  thoughts  from  earth  away : 
 Now  let  our  noblest  feelings  rise 
 With  ardor  to  their  native  skies. 
 
 2  0  may  thy  spirit,  all  divine, 
 With  sweetest  influence  in  us  shine; 
 O  let  our  waiting  souls  be  blest, 
 
 On  this  thy  day  of  sacred  rest. 
 
 3  In  holy  duties  let  the  day— 
 In  holy  pleasures  pass  away  : 
 How  sweet  this  day  of  rest  to  spend 
 In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end  I 
 
 4  Then,  when  our  labors  here  are  o'er, 
 And  we  have  reached  that  happy  shore, 
 With  all  the  ransomed  we'll  employ 
 Our  noblest  powers  in  mightiest  joy. 
 
 Hallelujah. 
 Praise  God  from  whom  all  blessings  flow) 
 
 Praise  him  all  creatures  here  below; 
 Praise  him  ye  saints,  who  owe  him  most ; 
 
 Praise  him  all  you  heavenly  host. 
 
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 Vesper  Hymn  283.        g    Ss.anrt7s.  Winthrep 
 
 FAR  from  mortal  cares  retreating, 
 
 Sordid  hopes  and  vain  desires, 
 Here  his  saints  securely  meeting, 
 
 Every  heart  to  heaven  aspires. 
 From  the  fount  of  glory  streaming, 
 
 Life  eternal  through  us  rolls ; 
 Mercy  from  his  presence  beaming 
 
 Peace  and  pardon  on  our  souls. 
 2  Who  may  share  this  great  salvation? 
 
 Every  pure  and  humble  mind— 
 Every  kindred,  tongue  and  nation 
 
 From  the  guilt  of  sin  refined. 
 Blessings  all  around  bestowing, 
 
 God  withholds  his  care  from  none-; 
 Grace  and  mercy  ever  flowing 
 
 From  the  fountain  of  his  throne. 
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 GRACIOUS  Lord,  this  morn  we'll  praise 
 thee, 
 
 For  the  bliss  thy  love  bestows : 
 For  the  pardoning  grace  that  saves  us, 
 
 And  the  peace  which  from  it  flows. 
 He'p,  O  Lord  our  weak  endeavour; 
 
 These  poor  hearts  to  rapture  raise, 
 So  that  hence  we  may  for  ever 
 
 Render  to  thee  equal  praise. 
 2  Praise  this  day  to  God  who  sought  ua, 
 
 Wretched  wanderers  far  astray; 
 Found  us  lost  and  kindly  brought  us 
 
 From  the  paths  of  sin  away. 
 Praise  him  with  devcrutest  feeling, 
 
 Him  who  saw  our  guilty  fear, 
 And  the  light  of  life  revealing, 
 
 Bade  the  blood-stained  cross  appear. 
 Hallelujah. 
 Hallelujah!    Hallelujah! 
 
 Bade  the  blood-stained  cross  appear. 
 
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 N-jren.b^rgh  179.       10    "**•  Wflmot. 
 
 NOW  begin  the  heavenly  theme, 
 
 Sing  aloud  in  Jesu's  name; 
 You  who  his  salvation  prove, 
 
 Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 
 
 2  Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears; 
 Banish  all  your  guilty  fears; 
 
 See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove, 
 CancelPd  by  redeeming  love. 
 
 3  You  alas!  who  long  have  been 
 Willing  slaves  of  death  and  sin, 
 
 Now  from  bliss  no  longer  rove, 
 Stop  and  taste  redeeming  love. 
 
 4  He  subdued  th'  infernal  powers— 
 Those  tremendous  foes  of  ours: 
 
 From  their  cursed  empire  drove — 
 Mighty  in  redeeming  love. 
 
 5  Hither,  then,  your  music  bring, 
 Strike  aloud  each  cheerful  string; 
 
 Mortals  join  the  hosts  above- 
 Join  to  sing  redeeming  love. 
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 'TIS  religion  that  can  give 
 Sweetest  pleasures  while  we  live; 
 
 'Tis  religion  must  supply 
 Solid  comfort  when  we  die. 
 
 2  After  death  its  joys  shall  be 
 Lasting  as  eternity: 
 
 Be'the  living  God  my  friend, 
 Then  my  bliss  shall  never  end. 
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 CHILDREN  of  the  heavenly  king, 
 As  you  journey  sweetly  sing: 
 
 Sing  the  Saviour's  highest  praise- 
 Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 
 
 2  Lord,  submissive  would  we  g3, 
 Gladly  leaving  all  below, 
 
 Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
 And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 
 
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 Smyrna.  J  3    8s.  and  7s.       Kendall  188 
 
 GLORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 
 
 Zion,  city  of  our  God! 
 fie  whose  word  cannot  be  broken, 
 
 Formed  thee  for  his  own  abode: 
 On  the  rock  of  ages  founded, 
 
 "What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose1} 
 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  drought  remove. 
 
 Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 
 Ever  flows  their  thirst  t'  assuage; 
 
 Grace  which  like  the  Lord  the  giver 
 Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 
 
 3  Round  each  habitation  hov'rin-g 
 See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear, 
 
 For  a  glory  and  a  cov'ring, 
 Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near; 
 
 Thus  deriving  from  their  banner, 
 Light  by  night  and  shade  by  day; 
 
 Safe  they  feed  upon  the  manna 
 Which  he  gives  them  when  they  pray. 
 
 4  Bless'd  inhabitants  of  Zion, 
 Wash'd  in  the  Redeemer's  blood! 
 
 Jesus,  whom  their  souls  rely  on, 
 Makes  them  kings  and  priests  to  God. 
 
 'Tis  his  love  his  people  raises 
 With  himself  to  reign  as  kings; 
 
 And  as  priests,  his  solemn  praises 
 Each  for  a  thank-offering  brings. 
 
 5  Saviour,  since  of  Zion's  city 
 
 I  through  grace  a  member  am; 
 Let  the  world  deride  or  pity, 
 
 I  will  glory  in  thy  name. 
 Fading  is  the  worlding's  treasure, 
 
 All  his  boasted  pomp  and  show! 
 Solid  joys  and  lasting  pleasure 
 
 None  but  Zion's  children  know. 
 
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 Dunbar  136.  14    S.  M.  Shirland  124. 
 
 AWAKE  and  sing  the  song 
 
 Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb! 
 Wake  ev'ry  heart  and  ev'ry  tongue, 
 
 To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 
 
 2  Sing  of  his  dying  love; 
 Sing  of  his  rising  power, 
 
 Sing  how  he  intercedes  above, 
 For  those  whose  sins  he  bore. 
 
 3  Sing  on  your  heavenly  way— 
 You  ransom'd  children  sing- 
 Sing  on  rejoicing  every  day 
 
 In  Christ  our  glorious  King. 
 
 4  Soon  shall  you  hear  him  say — 
 "  You  blessed  children  come : " 
 
 Soon  will  he  call  us  hence  away, 
 And  take  his  pilgrims  home. 
 15 
 
 THIS  is  the  glorious  day, 
 That  our  Redeemer  made, 
 
 Let  us  rejoice,  and  sing  and  pray  • 
 Let  all  the  church  be  glad. 
 
 2  See  what  a  living  stone, 
 The  builders  did  refuse; 
 
 Yet  God  has  built  his  church  upon, 
 In  spite  of  angry  Jews. 
 
 3  The  work,0  Lord,  is  thine 
 And  wondrous  in  our  eyes; 
 
 This  day  declares  it  all  divine, 
 This  day  did  Jesus  rise. 
 
 4  Hosanna  to  the  king 
 Of  David's  royal  blood: 
 
 Hosanna!  lo!  he  comes  to  brhrg 
 
 Salvation  from  our  God. 
 
 Hallelujah. 
 To  God  the  Father  sing 
 
 Hallelujah  praise : 
 To  Christ,  our  great  and  gracious  King, 
 
 Your  loudest  anthems  raise ! 
 
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 Denmark  290.        \Q    L.  M.     "Did  Hundred  41. 
 Church  Service.    No.  1. 
 BEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
 
 You  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. 
 
 3  We'll  crowd  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  shall  stand 
 
 When  rolling  years  have  ceased  to  move. 
 
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 BEFORE  the  heavens  were  spread  abroad, 
 
 From  everlasting  was  the  Word  : 
 With  God  he  was— the  Word  was  God, 
 
 And  shall  divinely  be  adored. 
 
 2  By  his  own  power  were  all  things  made, 
 By  him  supported  all  things  stand : 
 
 He  is  the  whole  creation's  head, 
 And  angels  fly  at  his  command. 
 
 3  But  lo!  he  leaves  his  Father's  throne, 
 Descends  to  earth  the  prince  of  peace; 
 
 When  in  his  form  the  Godhead  shone, 
 How  full  of  peace'  how  full  of  grace! 
 Doxology  259. 
 
 Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow: 
 Praise  him  all  creatures  here  below: 
 
 Praise  you  the  Son,  exalt  his  name  : 
 Praise  you  our  God— Praise  you  the  Lamb. 
 
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 Hebron  69.  18    I-  M-  Wells  88. 
 
 Before  Prayers  for  all  men. 
 LOOK  down,  0  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
 
 And  view  the  desolations  round ; 
 See  what  wide  realms  in  darkness  lie! 
 
 What  scenes  of  wo  and  crime  abound! 
 2  Let  Zion's  time  of  favor  come ; 
 
 O  bring  the  tribes  of  Israel  home: 
 Soon  may  our  wandering  eyes  behold 
 
 Gentiles  and  Jews  in  Jesus'  fold. 
 
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 JESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
 
 Doth  his  successive  journeys  run: 
 His  Kingdom  spread  from  shore  to  shore, 
 
 Till  moon  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 
 2  Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
 
 Peculiar  honors  to  our  King, 
 Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
 
 And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen. 
 20 
 
 Before  the  Reading  of  the  Scriptures. 
 ALL  nature  sings  thy  boundless  love, 
 
 In  worlds  below  and  worlds  above: 
 But  in  thy  blessed  word  we  trace, 
 
 Diviner  wonders  of  thy  grace. 
 2  Here  Jesus  bids  our  sorrows  cease, 
 
 And  gives  our  laboring  conscience  peace: 
 May  distant  climes  his  name  adore, 
 
 Till  time  and  nature  are  no  more. 
 
 21 
 
 WHEN  Israel  through  the  desert  pass'd, 
 
 A  fiery  pillar  went  before; 
 To  guide  them  through  the  dreary  waste, 
 
 And  lessen  the  fatigues  they  bore. 
 2  Such  is  thy  glorious  word,  O  God, 
 
 'Tis  for  our  light  and  guidance  given; 
 It  sheds  a  lustre" all  abroad, 
 
 And  points  the  path  to  bliss  and  heaven. 
 
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 Windham53.        22    I*  M.    Lcydon  45.    ShoelCT. 
 Before  or  after  Teaching. 
 'TWAS  Jesus'  last  and  great  command, 
 
 Go  preach  the  word  in  every  land; 
 To  all  he  my  salvation  shown, 
 
 To  every  creature  make  it  known. 
 2  This  is  the  word  of  truth  and  love 
 
 Sent  to  the  nations  from  above; 
 Jehovah  thus  resolves  to  show 
 What  his  abounding  grace  can  do. 
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 ETERNAL  God,  Almighty  cause, 
 
 Of  earth  and  seas  and  worlds  unknown, 
 All  things  are  subject  to  thy  laws 
 
 All  things  depend  on  thee  alone,      [lands 
 2  Spread  thy  great  name  through  heather^ 
 
 Their  idol  deities  dethrone; 
 Reduce  the  world  to  thy  commands, 
 And  reign  as  thou  art  God  alone. 
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 At  the  Reception  of  a  Member. 
 COME  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord, 
 
 Yes,  Come  in  Jesus'  blessed  name: 
 We  weleome  thee  with  one  accord, 
 
 And  trust  the  Saviour  does  the  same. 
 2  Those  joys  Which  earth  cannot  afford 
 
 We'll  seek  in  fellowship  to  prove; 
 Join'd  in  one  spirit  to  our  Lord, 
 
 Together  bound  by  mutual  love. 
 8  And  while  we  pass  this  vale  of  tears, 
 
 We'll  make  our  joys  and  sorrows  known: 
 We'll  share  each  others'  hopes  and  fears, 
 
 And  count  a  brother's  cares  our  own. 
 4  Once  more  our  welcome  we  repeat, 
 Receive  the  hand  of  broth'rly  love: 
 O  may  we  all  together  meet, 
 Around  the  throne  of  God  above. 
 
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 Ashfieldl6I.  25    L-M.  Hanover  70. 
 
 Before  the  Lord's  Supper. 
 DEEP  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 
 
 The  deeper  sorrows  of  our  Lord: 
 Behold  the  rising  billows  roll, 
 To  overwhelm  his  holy  soul. 
 
 2  Yet,  gracious  God,  thy  power  and  lots 
 Have  made  the  curse  a  blessing  provee 
 
 The  dreadful  sufferings  of  thy  Son 
 Atoned  for  crimes  which  we  had  done. 
 
 3  O  for  his  sake  our  crimes  forgive, 
 And  let  thy  waiting  people  live: 
 
 Thee  we  invoke  in  his  great  name, 
 Let  not  our  hope  be  put  to  shame. 
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 'TWAS  on  that  dark  and  doleful  night 
 When  powers  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
 
 Against  God's  son,  his  chief  delight, 
 And  he  betray'd  was  to  his  foes. 
 
 2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 
 
 He  took  the  bread  and  bless'd  and  brokej 
 What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran! 
 What  wond'rous  words  of  grace  he  spokel 
 
 3  "This  is  my  body  broke  for  sin, 
 Receive  and  eat  the  living  food.  " 
 
 Then  took  the  cup  and  bless'd  the  wine: 
 "  'Tis  the  new  covenant  in  my  blood. " 
 
 4  "Do  this,he  said, till  time  shall  end, 
 In  memory  of  your  dying  friend: 
 
 Meet  at  my  table  and  record 
 The  love  of  your  departed  Lord.  " 
 
 5  Jesus,  thy  love  we  celebrate, 
 
 We  praise  thy  grace,  we  sing  thy  name, 
 Till  thou  return  and  we  shall  eat 
 
 The  marriage  supper  of  the  Lamb. 
 Till  thou  return  and  we  shall  eat 
 
 The  marriage  supper  of  the  Lamb. 
 
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 Klesgrovc  55.         27    I"  M.  Cabot  72. 
 
 After  the  Supper. 
 COME,  gracious  Lord,  descend  and  dwell* 
 
 By  faith  and  love  in  every  breast; 
 That  we  may  know,  and  taste,  and  feel, 
 The  joys  that  cannot  be  expressed. 
 
 2  Oh  fill  our  hearts  with  inward  strength: 
 Make  our  enlarged  souls  possess, 
 
 And  learn  the  height,  and  breadth,  and  length, 
 Of  thy  immeasurable  grace. 
 
 3  Now  to  the  God,  whose  power  can  do 
 More  than  our  thoughts  and  wishes  know, 
 
 Be  everlasting  honors  done 
 
 By  all  the  Church  through  Christ  his  son, 
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 FROM  all  who  dwell  below  the  skies, 
 
 Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise; 
 Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung, 
 
 Through  ev<ry  land,  by  ev'ry  tongue. 
 2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord;  ' 
 
 Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word; 
 Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
 
 Till  sun  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 
 29 
 HOW  lovely,  how  divinely  sweet, 
 
 O  Lord,  thy  sacred  courts  appear! 
 Fain  would  our  best  affections  meet 
 
 The  glories  of  thy  presence  here. 
 2  O  Lord  of  hosts,  thou  God  of  grace, 
 
 How  blest,  divinely  blest,  is  he, 
 Who  trusts  thy  love  and  seeks  thy  face 
 
 And  fixes  all  his  hopes  on  thee! 
 Hallelujah. 
 Join  all  on  earth,  in  heaven  above, 
 
 In  honor,  blessing,  glory,  love! 
 Sing  praises  to  the  great  I  Am! 
 
 Sing  praises  to  the  spotless  Lamb! 
 
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 AUerton65.  30    L.M.  Auburn  199. 
 
 Before  the  Fellowship. 
 THE  Lord  who  rules  the  world's  affaire, 
 
 For  me  a  well  spread  board  prepares: 
 Now  shall  my  grateful  sacrifice 
 
 Before  his  throne  like  incense  rise. 
 2  Shall  I  forbear  to  give  his  poor 
 
 A  tithe  of  all  my  bounteous  store) 
 As  I  have  found  a  friend  in  thee, 
 
 Thus  shall  they  find  a  friend  in  me. 
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 THE  gold  and  silver  are  the  Lord's, 
 
 And  every  blessing  earth  affords: 
 All  come  from  his  propitious  hand, 
 
 And  must  return  at  his  command. 
 
 2  Oh  then!  shall  I  refuse  to  give 
 What  he  is  willing  to  receive; 
 
 To  aid  a  cause  my  soul  approves— 
 A  cause  that  every  angel  loves') 
 
 3  Forbid  it,  Lord;  ray  heart  incline, 
 To  render  to  thee  what  is  thine, 
 
 To  give  as  thou  hast  prosper'd  me, 
 'Tis  thus  I  serve  and  honor  thee. 
 31 
 At  the  Dismissal  of  a  Brother. 
 THERE  is  a  realm,  so  bright  so  fair— 
 
 A  happy  home  where  seraphs  dwell— 
 A  land  of  peace— beyond  compare! 
 Its  loveliness  no  tongue  can  tell. 
 
 2  It  is  a  home  of  joy  and  peace; 
 
 Where  pain  and  parting  are  unknown— 
 Where  happiness  shall  never  cease, 
 And  sin  and  sorrow  never  come. 
 
 3  Prove  faithful,  then,  a  few  more  days, 
 Finish  the  course  thou  hast  begun, 
 
 Even  thy  Saviour  ran  the  race, 
 And  everlasting  glory  won. 
 
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 8.  Hap 284.         32   LM.         MedwayR 
 Conclusion. 
 OUR  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead, 
 
 Our  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  high; 
 The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led— 
 
 Dragg'd  to  the  portals  ofthe  sky. 
 2  There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 
 
 And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay— 
 "Lift  up  your  heads,  you  heavenly  gates, 
 
 You  everlasting  doors  give  way. " 
 8  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light, 
 
 And  wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene, 
 He  claims  those  mansions  as  his  right, 
 
 Receive  the  King  of  glory  in. 
 
 4  Who  is  the  king  of  glory?    Who? 
 The?Lord  who  all  his  foes  o'ercame; 
 
 The  world,  sin,  death,  and  hell  o'eithrew, 
 And  Jesus  is  the  Conqueror's  name. 
 
 5  Lo!  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 
 And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay — 
 
 "Lift  up  your  heads  you  heav'nly  gates, 
 "X  ju  everlasting  doors  give  way. " 
 
 6  WhoMs  the  king  of  glory?    Who? 
 The  Lord  of  boundless  might  possess'd, 
 
 The  King  of  saints  and  angels  too, 
 
 God  over  all  forever  bless'd. 
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 DISMISS  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord, 
 
 Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word,* 
 All  thou  hast  seen  amiss  forgive, 
 
 And  let  us  in  thy  favor  live.    » 
 2  Our  parting  vows  we  gladly  pay, 
 
 For  ev'ry  mercy  ofthe  day: 
 Oh  grant  each  waiting  soul  release, 
 
 And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 
 Oh  grant  each  waiting  soul  release, 
 
 And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 
 End  of  Service  jirst. 
 
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 Grant  169.  34    7s.  Edyfield  169. 
 
 Church  Service.    No.  2.     Introduction, 
 CHIRST  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day! 
 Sons  of  men  and  angels  say, 
 ■Raise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high; 
 Sing,  you  heavens,  and  earth  reply. 
 
 2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done- 
 Fought  the  fight— the  battle  won  — 
 Lo!  the  sun's  eclipse  is  o'er; 
 
 Lo!  he  sets  in  blood  no  more. 
 
 3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal 
 Christ  has  burst  the  gates  of  hell; 
 Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise: 
 Christ  has  open'd  Paradise. 
 
 4  Lives  again  our  glorious  King: 
 Where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  sting? 
 Once  he  died  our  souls  to  save; 
 Where  's  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  grave. 
 
 5  Soar  we  now  where  Christ  has  led, 
 Following  our  exalted  Head; 
 Made  like  him,  like  him  we  rise— 
 Ours  the  cross,  the  grave,  the  skies! 
 
 6  What  though  once  we  perish'd  all, 
 Partners  of  our  parents'  fall, 
 Second  life  we  now  receive, 
 
 In  our  heavenly  Adam  live. 
 
 7  Hail,  thou  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven, 
 Praise  to  thee  by  both  be  given! 
 Thee  we  greet  triumphant  now; 
 Hail  the  Resurrection  thou! 
 
 Adoration. 
 Holy,  holy,  holy,  Lord! 
 Be  thy  glorious  name  adored: 
 Lord,  thy  mercies  never  fail: 
 Hail,  celestial  goodness,  hail! 
 
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 S  ronton  196.  35     6s.  and  4s.         1) 
 
 COME,  all  you  saints  of  God, 
 "Wide  through  the  earth  abroad, 
 
 Spread  Jesus'  fame: 
 Tell  what  his  love  has  done; 
 Trust  in  his  name  alone; 
 Shout  to  his  lofty  throne 
 
 "Worthy  the  Lamb." 
 
 2  Hence  gloomy  doubts  and  fears, 
 D17  up  your  mournful  tears; 
 
 Swell  the  glad  theme: 
 Praise  you  our  gracious  King; 
 Strike  each  melodious  string; 
 Join  heart  and  voice  to  sing 
 
 "  Worthy  the  Lamb. " 
 
 3  Hark!  how  the  choirs  above, 
 Fill'd  with  the  Saviour's  love. 
 
 Dwell  on  his  name: 
 There  too  may  we  be  found 
 With  light  and  glory  crown'd; 
 While  all  the  heavens  resound 
 
 "Worthy  the  Lamb. " 
 
 GLORY  to  God  on  high ! 
 Let  heaven  and  earth  reply, 
 
 "Praise  you  his  name:" 
 Angels  his  love  adore, 
 Who  all  our  sorrows  bore: 
 Sing  we  forever  more, 
 
 "Worthy  the  Lamb," 
 
 2  Soon  shall  we  change  this  place, 
 Yet  will  we  never  cease, 
 
 "  Praising  his  name :" 
 Still  will  we  tribute  bring: 
 Hail  him  our  gracious  King, 
 And  through  all  ages  sing, 
 
 "  Worthy  the  Lamb. » 
 
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 Winthrop  IS*.       37    Ss.  and  7s.       Westboro'Ufc 
 
 DARK  and  thorny  is  the  desert, 
 
 Thro'  which  pilgrims  make  their  way; 
 But  beyond  this  vale  of  sorrow, 
 
 Lie  the  realms  of  endless  day. 
 Dear  young  soldiers,  do  not  murmur 
 
 At  the  troubles  of  the  way; 
 Meet  the  tempest— fight  with  courage; 
 
 Never  faint  but  often  pray. 
 
 2  He  whose  thunder  shakes  creation; 
 He  that  bids  the  planets  roll ; 
 
 He  that  rides  upon  the  tempest, 
 
 And  whose  sceptre  sways  the  whole- 
 Jesus,  Jesus,  will  defend  you ; 
 
 Trust  in  him  and  him  alone; 
 He  has  shed  his  blood  to  save  you, 
 And  will  bring  you  to  his  throne. 
 
 3  There  on  flow'ry  fields  of  pleasure, 
 And  the  hillsof  endless  rest, 
 
 Joy.  and  peace,  and  love,  shall  ever 
 Reign  and  triumph  in  your  breast: 
 
 There  ten  thousand  flaming  seraphs, 
 Fly  across  the  heavenly  plain ; 
 
 There  they  sing  immortal  praises- 
 Glory,  glory,  is  their  theme. 
 
 4  But,  methinks,  a  sweeter  concert 
 Makes  the  crystal  arches  ring, 
 
 And  a  song  is  heard  in  Zion, 
 
 Which  the  angels  cannot  sing: 
 Who  can  paint  those  sons  of  glory, 
 
 Ransom'd  souls  that  dwell  on  high, 
 Who,  with  eolden  harps,  for  ever 
 
 Sound  redemption  through  the  sky. 
 
 5  See  the  heavenly  host  in  rapture 
 Gazine  on  these  shining  bands; 
 
 Wond'ring  at  their  costly  garments, 
 And  the  laurels  in  their  hands; 
 
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 There,  upon  the  golden  pavement, 
 
 See  the  ransom'd  march  along ! 
 While  the  splendid  courts  of  glory 
 
 Sweetly  echo  with  their  song ! 
 5  Here  I  see  the  under  shepherds, 
 
 And  the  flocks  they  fed  below; 
 Here  with  joy,  they  dwell  together, 
 
 Jesus  is  their  shepherd  now. 
 Hail!  you  happy,  happy  spirits ! 
 
 Welcome  to  the  blissful  plain- 
 Glory,  honor,  and  salvation ; 
 Reign,  sweet  Shepherd,  ever  reign. 
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 HAIL  thou  long  expected  Jesus, 
 
 Born  to  set  thy  people  free ; 
 Thou  from  sin  and  fear  releas'd  us, 
 
 Make  us  find  our  rest  in  thee. 
 2: Israel's  strength  and  consolation, 
 
 Hope  of  all  thy  saints,  thou  art ; 
 Long  desired  of  every  nation, 
 Joy  of  every  waiting  heart. 
 
 3  Born,  thy  people  to  deliver, 
 Born  a  child,  yet  Christ  the  King, 
 
 Born  to  reign  in  us  forever, 
 Now  thy  gracious  Kingdom  bring. 
 
 4  By  thy  word  and  blessed  spirit, 
 Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone ; 
 
 By  thine  all-sufficient  merit,. 
 Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 
 
 5  Now  we  wait  for  thy  appearing, 
 From  the  realms  of  bliss  above, 
 
 With  thy  word  each  other  cheering, 
 Save  us,  Prince  of  peace  and  love. 
 
 Doxology. 
 Mighty  God,  Eternal  Father, 
 Now  we  glorify  thy  name : 
 Lord  of  all  created  nature, 
 Thou  art  every  creature's  theme. 
 
 4         Hallelujah,  §c. 
 
(26) 
 
 Oliphant  191.  39    8s.  7s.  4s.  Kendall  189. 
 
 GUIDE  us,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 
 <Pilgrims  through  this  barren  land ; 
 We  are  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty : 
 Hold  us  by  thy  powerful  hand : 
 
 Bread  of  heaven, 
 Feed  us  thus  forevermore. 
 
 2  Open  now  the  crystal  fountain, 
 Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow ; 
 
 f^et  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 
 Lead  us  all  our  journey  through : 
 
 Strong  deliverer, 
 Be  thou  still  our  strength  and  shield. 
 
 3  When  we  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 
 Bid  our  anxious  fears  subside : 
 
 Bear  us  through  the  swelling  current; 
 Land  us  safe  on  Canaan's  side : 
 
 Songs  of  praises 
 We  will  ever  give  to  thee. 
 40 
 IN  thy  name,  O  Lord,  assembling, 
 We,  thy  people,  now  draw  near ; 
 Teach  us  to  rejoice  with  trembling, 
 Oh  that  we  this  day  may  hear  ! 
 
 Here  with  meekness- 
 Hear  thy  word  with  godly  fear. 
 2  While  our  days  on  earth  are  lengthen'd, 
 
 May  we  give  them,  Lord,  to  thee, 
 Cheered  by  hope  and  daily  strengthen'd, 
 We  would  run,  nor  weary  be, 
 
 Till  thy  glory 
 Without  clouds  in  heaven  we  see. 
 8  There  in  worship,  purer,  sweeter, 
 
 All  thy  people  shall  adore  ; 
 Tasting  of  enjoyment  greater 
 Than  they  could  conceive  before; 
 
 Full  enjoyment- 
 Holy  bliss  forevermore. 
 
(27) 
 
 Thanksgiving  264.   41  IO3.  lis.  Osborne.       Lyons 2IS. 
 O  PRAISE  ye  the  Lord,  prepare  your  glad 
 voice, 
 His  praise  in  the  great  assembly  to  sing ; 
 In  their  great  Creator  let  all  men  rejoice, 
 
 And  heirs  of  salvation  be  glad  in  their  King. 
 2  Let  them  his  great  name  devoutly  adore ; 
 
 In  loud  swelling  strains  his  praises  express. 
 Who  graciously  opens  his  bountiful  store, 
 Their  wants  to  relieve  and  his  children  to 
 bless. 
 8  "With  glory  adorned  his  people  shall  sing, 
 To  God,  who  defence  and  plenty  supplies ; 
 Their  loud  acclamations  to  him,  their  great 
 King, 
 Through  earth  shall  be  sounded  and  reach 
 to  the  skies. 
 4  Ye  angels  above,  his  glories  who've  sung, 
 In  loftiest  notes  now  publish  his  praise : 
 We  mortals,  delighted,  would  borrow  your 
 tongues, 
 Would  join  in  your  numbers  and  chant  to 
 your  lays. 
 
 42 
 
 THOUGH  troubles  assail,  and  dangers  af- 
 fright, 
 
 Though  friends  should  all  fail,  and  foes  all 
 unite, 
 
 Yet  one  thing  secures  us,  whatever  betide, 
 
 The  scripture  assures  us  the  Lord  will  provide. 
 
 2  The  birds  without  barn,  or  store-house  are 
 fed; 
 
 From  them  let  us  learn  to  trust  for  our  bread; 
 
 His  saints,  what  is  fitting,  shall  ne'er  be  de- 
 ni'd, 
 
 So  long  as  'tis  written,  the  Lord  will  provide. 
 
(28) 
 
 3  We  may,  like  the  ships,  by  the  tempest  be 
 
 tost 
 On  perilous  deeps  but  need  not  be  lost: 
 Though  Satan  enrages  the  wind  and  the  tid**. 
 The  promise  engages,  the  Lord  will  provide. 
 
 4  His  call  we  obey,  like  Abra'm  of  old, 
 Not  knowing  our  way,  but  faith  makes  us  bold; 
 For,  though  we  are  strangers,  we  have  a  good 
 
 guide, 
 And  trust  in  all  dangers,  the  Lord  will  pro- 
 vide. 
 
 5  No  strength  of  our  own,  or  goodness  wo 
 
 claim; 
 But  since  we  have  known  the  Saviour's  great 
 
 name. 
 In  this,  our  strong  tower,  for  safety  we  hide, 
 The  Lord  is  our  power,  the  Lord  will  provide, 
 
 6  When  life  sinks  apace,  and  death  is  in  view, 
 The  word  of  his  grace  shall  comfort  us  thro'; 
 Not  fearing  or  doubting,  with  Christ  on  our 
 
 side, 
 We  hope  to  die  shouting,  the  Lord  will  pro- 
 vide. 
 
 Lyons.  43  Hinton. 
 
 O  JESUS  !  the  giver  of  all  we  enjoy ! 
 
 Our  lives  to  thy  honor  we  wish  to  employ ; 
 
 With  praises  unceasing,  we'll  sing  of  thy 
 name, 
 
 Thy  goodness  increasing,  thy  love  we'll  pro- 
 claim. 
 
 2  With  joy  we  remember  the  dawn  of  that  day, 
 When  cold  as  December,  in  darkness  we  lay; 
 The  sweet  invitation  we  heard  with  surprise, 
 And  witnessed  salvation  to  flow  froni  the 
 skies. 
 
(29) 
 
 3  The  wonderful  name  of  our  Jesus  we'll  sin?. 
 And  publish  the  fame  of  our  Captain  and 
 
 King; 
 With  sweet  exultation  his  goodness  we  prove* 
 His  name  is  salvation,  his  nature  is  love. 
 
 4  "We  now  are  enlisted  in  Jesus'  bless'd  cause, 
 Divinely  assisted  to  conquer  our  ioes ; 
 
 His  grace  will  support  us  till  conflicts  are  o'er, 
 He  then  will  escort  us  to  Zion's  bright  shore, 
 
 5  And  when  to  the  regions  of  glory  we  rise, 
 And  join  the  bright  legions  that  shout  through 
 
 the  skies ; 
 We'll  tell  the  glad  story  of  Jesus'  kind  grace, 
 And  give  him  the  glory,  the  honor,  and  praise. 
 
 6  In  this  bless'd  employment  our  spirits  shall 
 
 rest ; 
 In  sweetest  enjoyment  on  Jesus'  own  breast ; 
 We'll  drink  of  the  streams  of  Immanuel's 
 
 love, 
 And  bask  in  the  beams  of  his  glory  above, 
 
 44 
 
 SALVATION  to  God,  Almighty  to  save ! 
 For  still  he  is  nigh— his  presence  we  have: 
 The  great  congregation  his  triumphs  shall 
 
 sing, 
 Ascribing  salvation  to  Jesus  our  King. 
 
 2  Then  let  us  adore,  and  give  him  his  right, 
 All  glory  and  power  and  wisdom  and  might ; 
 All  honor  and  blessing,  with  angels  above, 
 And  thanks  never  ceasing,  for  infinite  Jove, 
 
(30) 
 
 "Weldon206.  45    7s.  6b.  Yarmouth  201. 
 
 PRAISE  the  Lord  who  dwells  above, 
 
 And  keeps  his  courts  below ;  , 
 
 Praise  him  for  his  boundless  love, 
 
 And  all  his  greatness  show. 
 2  Praise  him  for  his  noble  deeds, 
 
 Praise  him  for  his  matchless  power ; 
 Him,  from  whom  all  good  proceeds, 
 
 Let  heaven  and  earth  adore. 
 S  Praise  him,  every  tuneful  string, 
 
 All  the  reach  of  heavenly  art, 
 All  the  power  of  music  bring, 
 The  music  of  the  heart. 
 46 
 HAIL  to  the  Lord's  anointed  \ 
 Great  David's  greater  son ; 
 Hail  in  the  time  appointed, 
 His  reign  on  earth  begun  ! 
 He  comes  to  break  oppression  ; 
 
 To  set  the  captive  free  ; 
 To  take  away  transgression, 
 And  rule  in  equity. 
 
 2  He  shall  come  down  like  showers 
 Upon  the  fruitful  earth, 
 
 And  love  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. 
 
 3  For  him  shall  prayer  unceasing, 
 And  daily  vows  ascend ; 
 
 His  kingdom  still  increasing, 
 
 A  kingdom  without  end': 
 The  tide  of  time  shall  never 
 
 His  covenant  remove ; 
 His  name  shall  stand  forever ; 
 
 That  name  to  us  is— Love. 
 
(31) 
 
 St.  Martins  101.    46    C.  M.    Mear  98. 
 
 Service  No.  2. 
 GREAT  is  the  Lord— his  works  of  might 
 
 Demand  our  noblest  songs ; 
 
 Oh  let  the  assembl'd  saints  unite 
 
 Their  harmony  of  tongues. 
 
 2  Great  is  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 
 He  gives  his  children  food, 
 
 And  ever  mindful  of  his  word 
 He  makes  his  promise  good. 
 
 3  Thy  Son,  the  great  Redeemer,  came 
 To  seal  thy  covenant  sure ; 
 
 Holy  and  rev'rend  is  thy  name ; 
 Thy  ways  are  just  and  pure. 
 
 4  Great  is  the  Lord— his  works  of  might 
 Demand  our  noblest  songs  ; 
 
 Oh  let  the  assembl'd  saints  unite 
 
 In  harmony  their  tongues. 
 4T 
 OH  praise  the  Lord  with  one  consent, 
 
 And  magnify  his  name ; 
 Let  all  the  servants  of  the  Lord, 
 
 His  worthy  praise  proclaim. 
 2  For  this  our  joy  and  triumph  is, 
 
 Glad  hymns  of  praise  to  sing, 
 And  with  loud  songs  to  bless  the  name 
 
 Of  our  most  glorious  King. 
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 HOSANNA  to  the  prince  of  life, 
 
 Who  clothed  himself  in  clay, 
 Enter'd  the  iron  gates  of  death, 
 
 And  tore  the  bars  away. 
 2  Bright  angels  strike  your  loudest  strings; 
 
 Your  sweetest  voices  raise ; 
 Let  Heaven  and  all  created  things 
 
 Shdut  our  Immanuel's  praise. 
 
(32) 
 
 Harp  268.  49  C.  M.         Devizes  ItO.  Meriden. 
 
 SALVATION !  O  the  joyful  sound » 
 
 'Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears : 
 A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
 
 A  cordial  for  our  fears. 
 
 2  Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 
 At  death'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  O  happy  period— glorious  day, 
 When  heaven  and  earth  shall  raise, 
 
 With  all  their  powers  the  raptur'd  lay 
 
 To  celebrate  thy  praise. 
 50 
 After  prayers  for  all  men. 
 FATHER,  is  not  thy  promise  pledged 
 
 To  thine  exalted  Son  1 
 That  through  the  nations  of  the  earth, 
 
 The  word  of  life  shall  run  ? 
 2  From  east  to  west,  from  north  to  south, 
 
 Be  then  his  name  adored : 
 Let  earth  with  all  her  millions  shout 
 
 Hosannas  to  the  Lord. 
 51 
 OH  when  shall  the  glad  tidings  spread 
 
 The  spacious  earth  around, 
 Till  every  tribe  and  every  soul 
 
 Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound  1 
 
 2  Smile,  Lord,  on  each  divine  attempt 
 
 To  spread  the  gospel  rays, 
 And  build  on  sin's  demolished  throne 
 
 A  temple  to  thy  praise. 
 
(33) 
 
 Peterboro'  102.  52  C.  M.  Brattle  Street245. 
 
 After  Reading  the  Scriptures. 
 HOW  precious  is  the  book  divine, 
 
 By  inspiration  given ! 
 Bright  as  a  lamp  its  precepts  shine, 
 To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 
 
 2  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts, 
 In  this  dark  vale  of  tears ; 
 
 Life,  light,  and  joy,  it  still  imparts, 
 And  quells  our  rising  fears. 
 
 3  This  lamp  through  all  the  tedious  night 
 Of  life  shall  guide  our  way : 
 
 Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
 
 Of  an  eternal  day. 
 53 
 WHAT  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page 
 
 Majestic  as  the  sun  ! 
 It  gives  a  light  to  every  age- 
 It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 
 2  What  everlasting  thanks  are  due 
 
 For  such  a  bright  display ! 
 Till  glory  breaks  upon  our  view, 
 
 In  everlasting  day. 
 
 1st  Chorus. 
 Through  all  eternity  to  thee, 
 
 A  joyful  song  we'll  raise ; 
 For  0,  eternity's  too  short, 
 
 To  utter  all  thy  praise. 
 
 2d  Chorus. 
 Let  God  our  Father  and  the  Son 
 
 Forever  be  adored ; 
 Where  there  are  works  to  make  them  knflwn, 
 
 Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 
 3d  Chorus. 
 To  God  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
 
 Whom  all  the  saints  adore, 
 Be  everlasting  honors  done, 
 i  Henceforth,  forevermore. 
 5 
 
(34) 
 
 Arlington  101.  54  C.  M.  Rindge  109. 
 
 Before,  or  After  Teaching. 
 GREAT  God,  the  hearing  ear  impart, 
 
 And  give  thy  word  success ; 
 "Write  thy  salvation  on  each  heart, 
 
 And  make  us  feel  thy  grace. 
 2  To  him  who  speaks  the  word  this  day, 
 
 May  eloquence  be  given ; 
 May  sinners  learn  to  seek  the  way, 
 
 And  saints  prepare  for  heaven. 
 55 
 LORD,  we  confess  our  numerous  faults ; 
 
 How  great  our  guilt  has  been  ! 
 Thy  grace  has  turned  us  from  the  thought 
 
 Of  folly,  shame  and  sin. 
 
 2  Raised  from  the  dead  we  live  anew, 
 And  justified  by  grace, 
 
 We  shall  appear  in  glory  too, 
 And  see  our  Father's  face. 
 
 3  Till  then,  O  may  our  lives  abound, 
 In  righteousness  and  peace : 
 
 May  all  in  wisdom's  ways  be  found, 
 
 And  rage  and  passion  cease. 
 56 
 LET  sinners,  Lord,  thy  goodness  prove, 
 
 And  saints  rejoice  in  Thee ; 
 Heaven  shall  record  thy  deeds  of  love, 
 
 And  all  the  earth  shall  see. 
 2  Bid  now  Apollo's  pleasing  tongue, 
 
 Or  Paul's,  with  strains  profound, 
 Diffuse  among  this  list'ning  throng 
 
 The  gospel's  joyful  sound. 
 Doxology. 
 To  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
 
 Our  grateful  songs  we'll  raise : 
 And  through  the  Holy  Spirit's  power, 
 L  Extol  in  matchless  lays. 
 
(35) 
 
 Porter  113.  57  C.  M.  BroomsgroTeTO. 
 
 At  the  Reception  of  a  Member. 
 HOW  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight 
 
 When  those  who  love  the  Lord, 
 With  one  another  thus  unite, 
 
 And  so  fulfil  the  word ! 
 
 2  O  may  we  feel  our  brother'i  sigh, 
 And  with  him  bear  a  part  : 
 
 May  sorrows  flow  from  eye  to  eye, 
 And  joy  from  heart  to  heart. 
 
 3  Free  us  from  envy,  scorn  and  pride, 
 Our  wishes  fix  above ; 
 
 May  each  his  brother's  failings  hide, 
 And  show  a  brother's  love. 
 
 4  Let  love,  in  one  delightful  stream, 
 Through  every  bosom  flow ; 
 
 And  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem, 
 In  ev'ry  action  glow. 
 
 5  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 
 The  happy  world  above  : 
 
 And  he's  an  heir  of  heaven  that  finds 
 
 His  bosom  glow  with  love. 
 Festal  Verse. 
 How  do  our  hearts  rejoice  to  hear 
 
 Our  friends  devoutly  say, 
 "  In  Zion  let  us  all  appear 
 
 And  keep  the  Festal  Day !" 
 Benediction. 
 Now  may  the  grace  of  Christ,  our  Lord, 
 
 The  Father's  boundless  love ; 
 Abide  with  all  who  love  the  word, 
 
 Until  we  meet  above. 
 Doxology. 
 Glory  be  to  God  the  Father! 
 
 Glory  to  his  glorious  Son  ! 
 By  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor 
 
 Glory  for  the  deeds  he's  done. 
 
(  33 ) 
 
 53    C.  M.  Bereatt 
 
 The  Supper. 
 NOW  let  the  saints  rejoice  to  sing, 
 
 Of  Christ  their  risen  Lord— 
 Of  Christ  the  everlasting  King— 
 
 The  Great— the  Incarnate  Word. 
 2  Hail  mighty  Saviour,  thee  we  hail ! 
 
 High  on  thy  throne  above, 
 Till  time,  and  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 
 
 "We'll  sing  thy  matchless  love. 
 
 COME,  let  us  join  with  sweet  accord 
 
 In  hymns  around  the  throne : 
 This  is  the  day  our  rising  Lord 
 
 Hath  made  and  called'his  own. 
 2  This  is  the  day  that  God  hath  blest— 
 
 The  sweetest  of  the  seven ; 
 Oh  may  we  reach  the  heavenly  rest, 
 
 And  see  his  face  in  heaven. 
 
 60 
 
 THE  King  of  heaven  his  table  spreads, 
 And  dainties  crown  the  board : 
 
 Not  Paradise  with  all  its  joys, 
 Could  such  delights  afford. 
 
 2  Pardon  and  peace  to  dying  men, 
 And  endless  life  are  given ; 
 
 Through  the  rich  blood  that  Jesus  shed 
 To  raise  the  soul  to  heaven. 
 
 3  Millions  of  souls  in  glory  now; 
 Were  fed  and  feasted  here ; 
 
 And  millions  more  still  on  the  way, 
 Around  the  board  appear. 
 
 4  All  things  are  ready,  come  away, 
 Let  saints  partake  the  same : 
 
 Come  take  your  places  at  the  feast, 
 And  bless  the  founder's  name. 
 
(37) 
 
 Henry  91.  61    C.  M.  Berea  92. 
 
 "SAVE  me,  O  God,  the  swelling  floods 
 Break  in  upon  my  soul  : 
 
 1  sink  and  sorrows  o'er  my  head, 
 
 Like  mighty  waters  roll. 
 
 2  1  cry  till  all  my  voice  is  gone, 
 In  tears  I  waste  the  day : 
 
 My  God,  behold  my  longing  eyes, 
 And  shorten  thy  delay. 
 
 3  They  hate  my  soul  without  a  cause, 
 And  still  their  number  grows 
 
 More  than  the  hairs  around  my  head) 
 And  mighty  are  my  foes." 
 
 4  Thus  in  the  great  Messiah's  name, 
 The  royal  prophet  mourns : 
 
 Thus  he  awakes  our  hearts  to  grief, 
 Or  gives  us  joy  by  turns. 
 
 5  Now  shall  his  saints  rejoice  and  find 
 Salvation  in  his  name ; 
 
 For  he  has  borne  their  heavy  load 
 Cf  sorrow,  pain  and  shame. 
 62 
 FORGIVENESS !  'tis  a  joyful  sound 
 To  malefactors  doomed  to  die; 
 Publish  the  bliss  the  world  around  ; 
 You  seraphs  shout  it  from  the  sky. 
 
 2  'Tis  the  rich  gift  of  love  divine ; 
 'Tis  full  out-measuring  ev'ry  crime ; 
 Unclouded  shall  its  glories  shine, 
 And  feel  no  change  by  changing  time. 
 
 3  For  this  stupendous  love  of  Heav'n, 
 What  grateful  honors  shall  we  show ! 
 Where  much  transgression  is  forgiv'n 
 Let  love  in  equal  ardor  glow. 
 
 By  this  inspired,  let  all  our  days 
 With  gospel  holiness  be  crown'd ; 
 Let  truth  and  goodness,  prayer  and  prajue, 
 In  all  abide,  in  all  abound. 
 
(.33) 
 
 Raton  S3.  63  C   M.  St.  John's  82. 
 
 The  Fellotcship  or  Contribution. 
 JESUS,  O  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace ! 
 
 Thy  bounty  how  complete  ! 
 How  shall  we  count  the  matchless  sum  ? 
 
 How  pay  the  mghty  debt  1  tt } 
 
 2  Lord,  thou  hast  brethren  here  below, 
 Partakers  of  thy  grace ; 
 
 And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names, 
 Before  thy  Father's  face. 
 
 3  In  them  thou  mayest  be  clothed  and  fed, 
 And  visited  and  cheer'd ; 
 
 And  in  their  accents  of  distress, 
 Thy  needful  voice  is  heard. 
 
 4  Thy  face  with  reverence  and  with  love, 
 We  in  thy  pour  would  see : 
 
 As  thou  bestow'st  our  daily  bread— 
 We  share  it  thus  with  thee. 
 
 64 
 
 BRIGHT  source  of  everlasting  love, 
 
 To  thee  our  gifts  we  bring : 
 Thou  art  the  great  Redeemer,  Lord, 
 
 The  universal  King. 
 
 2  What  shall  we  render,  bounteous  Prince, 
 For  all  the  good  we  see ; 
 
 Alas !  the  pittance  we  can  give 
 Extendeth  not  to  thee. 
 
 3  The  widow's  heart  shall  sing  for  joy : 
 The  orphan  shall  be  glad ; 
 
 And  hungering  souls  shall  come  to  find 
 
 In  thee,  the  living  bread. 
 Hallelujah. 
 Praise  Christ  the  Lord,  ycu  men  of  state ; 
 
 Praise  him,  you  humble  poor: 
 Praise  him  who  makes  the  generous  great, 
 
 And  gives  the  liberal  more. 
 
(39) 
 
 Holjrofce  80.  65    C.  M.  Tolland  8U 
 
 CHIEF  Shepherd  of  thy  chosen  sheep, 
 
 From  death  and  sin  set  free- 
 May  ev'ry  under  shepherd  keep 
 
 His  eye  intent  on  thee. 
 
 •2  With  plenteous  grace  their  hearts  prepare 
 
 To  publish  thy  good  will ; 
 And  every  good  with  them  we'll  share, 
 
 And  thus  thy  law  fulfil. 
 
 3  Inflame  their  souls  with  holy  zeal, 
 
 Their  flocks  to  teach  and  feed, 
 And  may  these  cherished  flocks  in  turn 
 
 Supply  their  every  need. 
 
 LET  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake, 
 And  take  the  alarm  they  give ; 
 
 Yes,  let  them  from  the  word  of  God, 
 Their  maxims  all  receive. 
 
 2  'Tis  not  a  cause  of  small  import, 
 The  pastor's  care  demands ; 
 
 But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  heart, 
 It  fill'd  a  Saviour's  hands. 
 
 3  You  watch  for  souls  for  which  the  Lord 
 Did  heavenly  bliss  forego ; 
 
 For  souls  which  must  forever  live 
 In  raptures  or  in  wo. 
 
 4  Then  let  the  welfare  of  thy  flock, 
 Thy  care  and  gladness  be : 
 
 And  be  assured,  "O  man  of  God, 
 Thy  flock  will  care  for  thee. 
 
(-10) 
 
 Sandwich  79.  67    c- M>  Paitmoe78. 
 
 Parting  Hymn. 
 LORD !  when  together  here  we  meet 
 
 And  taste  thy  heav'nly  grace, 
 
 Thy  smiles  are  so  divinely  sweet 
 
 We're  loath  to  leave  the  place. 
 
 2  Yet,  Father,  since  it  is  thy  will, 
 That  we  must  part  again, 
 
 O  let  thy  gracious  presence  still 
 "With  every  soul  remain. 
 
 3  O  may  we  all  in  Christ  be  one, 
 Bound  with  the  cords  of  love, 
 
 Till  we,  around  thy  glorious  throne, 
 Shall  joyous  meet  "above. 
 
 4  Where  sin  and  sorrow  from  each  heart 
 Shall  then  forever  fly, 
 
 And  not  one  thought  that  we  shall  part, 
 Once  intercept  our  joy. 
 
 5  There,  void  of  all  distracting  pains, 
 Our  spirits  ne'er  shall  tire  ; 
 
 But  in  seraphic,  heavenly  strains, 
 
 Redeeming  love  admire. 
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 SING,  you  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 
 
 Your  great  Deliverer  sing  : 
 Pilgrims  for  Zion's  City  bound, 
 
 Be  joyful  in  your  King. 
 
 2  A  hand  divine  shall  lead  you  on, 
 Through  all  the  blissful  road : 
 
 Till  to  the  sacred  mount  you  rise, 
 And  see  your  gracious  God. 
 
 3  The  palms  of  everlasting  joy 
 Shall  bloom  on  ev'ry  head, 
 
 While  sorrow,  sighing,  and  distress, 
 Like  shadows,  all  are  fled. 
 
 4  March  on  in  your  Redeemer's  strength ; 
 Pursue  his  footsteps  still ; 
 
 And  let  the  prospect  cheer  your  eyes, 
 While  laboring  up  the  hill. 
 
(41) 
 
 Harp  279.  69    C.  M. 
 
 Closing  Hymn. 
 COME  you  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
 
 And  joy  to  make  it  known ; 
 The  sovereign  of  your  heart  proclaim, 
 
 And  bow  before  his  throne. 
 
 2  When  in  his  earthly  courts  we  view 
 The  glories  of  our  King, 
 
 We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 
 And  wish  like  them  to  sing. 
 
 3  And  shall  we  long  and  wish  in  vain.1 
 Lord  teach  our  songs  to  rise : 
 
 Thy  love  can  animate  the  strain, 
 And  bid  it  reach  the  skies. 
 
 4  O  happy  period !  glorious  day ! 
 When  heaven  and  earth  shall  raise, 
 
 With  all  their  powers  the  raptured  lay, 
 To  celebrate  thy  praise. 
 
 Doxology. 
 To  God,  the  Father,  here  we  vow, 
 
 And  Christ  whom  we  adore ; 
 The  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
 
 And  shall  be  evermore. 
 
 Hosannas  to  our  conquering  King 
 Through  the  wide  world  shall  run, 
 
 And  everlasting  ages  sing 
 The  triumphs  he  has  won. 
 
 Hallelujah. 
 Hallelujah!  hallelujah  I 
 
 Praise  the  Mighty  Lord, 
 Hallelujah !  hallelujah ! 
 
 Praise  the  Mighty  Word. 
 
 6 
 
(42) 
 
 Wilmot    172.        70  7s.        Aufield  HI,  Turin  170, 
 Church  Service  No.  3.— Introduction. 
 HEAVENLY  Father,  Sovereign  Lord, 
 
 Be  thy  glorious  name  adored ! 
 Lord,  thy  mercies  never  fail ; 
 
 Hail  celestial  goodness,  hail ! 
 
 2  Though  unworthy,  Lord,  thine  ear, 
 Deign  our  humble  songs  to  hear; 
 
 Purer  praise  we  hope  to  bring, 
 When  around  thy  throne  we  sing. 
 
 3  There  with  angels'  harps  again, 
 We  will  makea  nobler  strain  ; 
 
 There  in  joyful  songs  of  praise, 
 Our  triumphant  voices  raise. 
 
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 SWEET  the  time,  exceeding  sweet ! 
 
 When  the  church  together  meet, 
 When  the  Saviour  is  the  theme,      * 
 
 When  they  join  to  sing  of  him. 
 
 2  Sing  we  then  eternal  love, 
 Such  as  did  the  Father  move : 
 
 He  beheld  the  world  undone, 
 Loved  us  still  and  gave  his  son. 
 
 3  Sweet  the  time,  exceeding  sweet, 
 When  the  church  together  meet: 
 
 When  the  Saviour  is  the  theme, 
 When  they  join  to  sing  of  him. 
 
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 SON  of  God,  thy  blessing  grant, 
 
 Still  supply  our  every  want; 
 Tree  of  life  thine  influence  shed, 
 
 With  thy  fruit  our  spirits  feed. 
 2  All  our  hopes  on  thee  depend ; 
 
 Love  us,  save  us  to  the  end ; 
 Grant  us  thy  supporting  grace, 
 
 Take  the  everlasting  praise. 
 
(43) 
 
 Olivet  196.  7  3  6s.  and  4s.  Italian  Hymn. 
 
 OUR  faith  looks  up  to  thee— 
 Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary : 
 
 Saviour  divine ! 
 Now  hear  us  when  we  pray 
 Take  all  our  guilt  away ; 
 O  let  us,  from  this  day, 
 
 Be  wholly  thine. 
 
 2  May  thy  rich  grace  impart 
 Strength  to  our  fainting  heart: 
 
 Our  zeal  inspire : 
 As  none  more  blest  than  we, 
 Oh  may  our  love  to  thee, 
 Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be— 
 
 A  burning  fire. 
 
 3  While  life's  dark  maze  we  tread, 
 And  griefs  around  us  spread, 
 
 Be  thou  our  guide : 
 Bid  darkness  turn  to  day, 
 Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away. 
 Nor  let  us  ever  stray, 
 
 From  thee  aside. 
 
 4  When  ends  life's  transient  dream, 
 When  death's  cold  sullen  stream, 
 
 Shall  o'er  us  roll : 
 Blest  Saviour,  then  in  love, 
 Fear  and  distress  remove, 
 Oh  bear  us  safe  above. 
 
 Ransomed  souls. 
 
 Adoration. 
 Holy,  Almighty  King, 
 Help  us  thy  name  to  singj 
 
 Help  us  to  praise ! 
 Holy  and  glorious, 
 Great  and  Victorious, 
 Ever  reign  over  us, 
 
 Ancient  of  days. 
 
(44) 
 
 Sagus  41.  74    L.  M.  NoUway  43. 
 
 HOW  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds 
 
 In  sweet  communion  kindred  minds! 
 How  glad  the  heavenly  course  they  run, 
 "Whose  hearts,  whose  faith,  whose  hopes 
 are  one ! 
 
 2  To  each  the  soul  of  each  how  dear ! 
 What  tender  love !  what  holy  fear ! 
 
 How  does  the  generous  flame  within 
 Refine  fronTearth  and  cleans  from  sin! 
 
 3  Nor  shall  the  glorious  flame  expire, 
 When  dimly  burns  frail  nature's  fire : 
 
 Then  shall  they  meet  in  realms  above, 
 
 And  celebrate  their  Saviour's  love. 
 
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 GIVE  thanks  to  God,  he  reigns  above, 
 Kind  are  his  thoughts,  his  name  is  love; 
 
 His  mercy  ages  past  have  known, 
 And  ages  long  to  come  shall  own. 
 
 2  He  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  way ; 
 He  guides  our  footsteps  in  the  way, 
 
 And  guards  us  with  a  powerful  hand, 
 And  brings  us  to  the  heavenly  land. 
 
 3  Oh  let  the  saints  with  joy  record,      . 
 The  truth  and  goodness  of  the  Lord ! 
 
 How  great  his  works !  how  kind  his  ways  I 
 Let  every  tongue  pronounce  his  praise  I 
 
 ?6 
 
 THINE  earthly  rests,  O  Lord,  we  love, 
 
 But  there's  a  nobler  rest  above ; 
 To  that  our  longing  souls  aspire, 
 
 With  cheerful  hope  and  strong  desire. 
 2  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 
 
 Nor  sin  nor  death  shall  reach  the  placej 
 No  groan  shall  mingle  with  the  songs 
 
 Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 
 
(45) 
 
 Henry  91.  17  C.  M.  Sagus 
 
 THIS  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 
 
 And  loud  hosannas  sung ; 
 Let  gladness  dwell  in  every  heart, 
 
 And  praise  on  every  tongue. 
 
 2  Ten  thousand  thousand  lips  shall  join 
 To  hail  this  welcome  morn, 
 
 Which  scatters  blessings  from  its  wings 
 To  nations  yet  unborn. 
 
 3  Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains, 
 The  church  on  earth  can  raise ; 
 
 The  highest  heavens  in  which  he  reigns, 
 
 Shall  give  him  nobler  praise.  ■ 
 T8 
 WITH  reverence  let  the  saints  appear, 
 
 And  bow  before  the  Lord  : 
 His  high  commands  with  reverence  hear, 
 
 And  tremble  at  his  word. 
 
 2  Great  God,  how  high  thy  glories  rise  ! 
 How  bright  thine  armies  shine, 
 
 Where  is  the  power  with  thee  that  vies, 
 Or  truth  compared  with  thine. 
 
 3  Justice  and  judgment  are  thy  throne, 
 Yet  wond'rous  is  thy  grace ! 
 
 While  truth  and  mercy  joined  in  one, 
 Invite  us  near  thy  face. 
 
 THOU  dying  Lamb  !  thy  precious  blood 
 
 Shall  never  lose  its  power, 
 Till  all  the  ransomed  church  of  God 
 
 Are  saved  to  sin  no  more. 
 2  Since  first,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 
 
 Thy  flowing  wounds  supply,    - 
 Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
 
 And  shall  be,  till  I  die. 
 5  And  when  this  feeble,  stammeriag  tongue 
 
 Lies  silent  in  the  grave- 
 Then,  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 
 
 I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save. 
 
(46) 
 
 Dover  130.  SO   S.  M.  Compton  W. 
 
 GREAT  is  the  Lord  our  God,'' 
 
 And  let  his  praise  be  great ; 
 He  makes  the  churches  his  abode 
 
 His  most  delightful  seat. 
 
 2  In  Zion,  God  is  known 
 A  refuge  in  distress ; 
 
 How  bright  has  his  salvation  shone ! 
 How  fair  his  heavenly  grace. 
 
 3  Your  harps,  you  trembling  saints, 
 Down  from  the  willows  take: 
 
 Loud  to  the  praise  of  love  divine, 
 Bid  every  string  awake. 
 
 4  The  Lord  in  Zion  reigns, 
 Let  earth  his  praise  proclaim, 
 
 And  celebrate  in  loudest  strains, 
 
 His  great  and  holy  name. 
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 ISRAEL  the' desert  trod, 
 
 Sustain'd  by  pow'r  divine, 
 While  wond'rous  mercy  mark'd  the  road 
 
 With  many  a  mystic  sign. 
 
 2  When  Moses  gave  the  stroke, 
 From  Horeb's  flinty  side 
 
 Issu'd  a  river,  and  the  rock 
 The  Hebrew's  thirst  suppli'd. 
 
 3  But  O !  what  nobler  themes 
 Does  gospel  grace  afford  ; 
 
 From  Calv'ry  spring  superior  streams- 
 There  hung  the  smitten  Lord ! 
 
 4  Of  ev'ry  hope  bereft, 
 Sinners,  to  Jesus  go ; 
 
 Behold  the  Rock  ofAges  cleft, 
 And  living  currents  flow. 
 
 5  Here  may  our  spirits  bathe, 
 Here  may  our  joys  abound, 
 
 Till,  pas3'd  the  wilderness  and  death, 
 We  tread  celestial  ground  ! 
 
Salsbury  143.  go  *<•  Mi  C  hnas.  Eaton  142. 
 
 GREAT  God,  this  sacred  day  of  thine 
 
 Demands  the  soul's  collected  powers ; 
 With  joy  we  now  to  thee  resign 
 
 The  solemn  consecrated  hours. 
 Qh  may  our  souls  adoring  own 
 The  grace  that  calls  us  to  thy  throne. 
 2  All-seeing  God,  thy  piercing  eye 
 
 Can  every  secret  thought  explore ; 
 May  worldly  cares  our  bosoms  fly, 
 
 And  where  thou  art  intrude  no  more. 
 Thy  spirit's  gracious  aid  impart, 
 Exalt  our  souls  and  fix  our  heart. 
 8  Oh  bid  thy  grace  our  spirits  move, 
 
 Oh  bid  thy  word  of  life  divine, 
 Engage  the  ear— excite  our  love, 
 
 And  all  this  holy  day  be  thine : 
 Our  souls  shall  then  adoring  own 
 The  grace  that  calls  us  to  thy  throne. 
 
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 AWAKE  our  souls— away  our  fears, 
 
 Let  ev'ry  trembling  thought  be  gone ; 
 Awake  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 
 
 And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 
 2  True,  'tis  a  strait  and  thorny  road, 
 
 And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint, 
 But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 
 
 Who  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint. 
 S  From  him— the  overflowing  spring, 
 
 Our  souls  shall  drink  a  full  supply, 
 While  those  who  trust  their  native  strength, 
 
 Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 
 4  Swift  as  the  eagle  cuts  the  air, 
 
 We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode ; 
 On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly, 
 
 Nor  tire  amid  the  heavenly  road. 
 
(48) 
 
 Raplure  154.  84  C.  P.  M. 
 
 TO  him  who  did  salvation  bring. 
 
 Wake  ev'ry  tuneful  power  ana  sing 
 
 A  song  of  sweetest  praise  ; 
 His  grace  diffuses  as  the  rains, 
 Crowns  nature's  flow'ry  hills  and  plains 
 
 And  spreads  a  thousand  ways. 
 
 2  Salvation  is  the  noblest  song, 
 
 0  may  it  dwell  on  ev'ry  tongue, 
 And  all  repeat  Amen ! 
 
 The  Lord  will  come  from  heav'n  to  earth, 
 And  give  his  people  second  birth, 
 And  make  them  one  again. 
 
 3  By  faith  we  view  him  coming  down, 
 With  ansrels  hov'ring  all  around ; 
 
 He  smiles  upon  his  saints : 
 He  cries  aloud  in  melting  strains ; 
 
 1  come  to  save  you  from  your  pains, 
 And  end  your  sore  complaints. 
 
 4  The  smiling  millions  rise  and  sing 
 "All  glory  !  glory  to  our  King  t 
 
 The  grand  Assize  is  comef 
 You  everlasting  doors  fly  wide, 
 The  church  is  glorious  as  a  bride, 
 
 And  Jesus  takes  her  home," 
 
 5  In  all  the  heav'ns  there's  not  a  tear, 
 Nor  in  the  realms  of  bliss  a  fear, 
 
 But  pleasures  yet  unknown : 
 From  heav'n  to  heav'n  we  sound  the  bliss, 
 O  what  a  glorious  heav'n  is  this, 
 
 Forever  round  the  throne ! 
 
 6  The  joys  of  heav'n  will  never  end ; 
 All  glory  to  the  sinner's  friend ! 
 
 Roll  on  you  happy  scenes : 
 You  winged  se.raphs  help  us  praise 
 The  Author  of  eternal  joys, 
 .   Our  Jesus  ever  reigns. 
 
(49) 
 
 Lucas  225.  §5  5s,  6s,  and  lis.  Groton  226. 
 
 COME  let  us  anew— 
 
 Our  worship  pursue — 
 
 Roll  round  with  the  year, 
 And  never  stand  still  till  the  master  appear: 
 
 His  adorable  will 
 
 Let  us  gladly  fulfil, 
 
 And  our  talents  improve, 
 By  the  patience  of  hope  and  the  labor  of  love. 
 
 2  Our  life  is  a  dream, 
 Our  time  as  a  stream 
 Glides  swiftly  away ! 
 
 And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay. 
 
 The  arrow  is  flown, 
 
 The  moment  is  gone, 
 
 The  millenial  year 
 Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity's  here. 
 
 3  Oh  that  each  this  blest  day, 
 While  he  worships,  may  say,  * 
 "  I  will  fight  my  way  through, 
 
 I  will  finish  the  work  he  has  giv'n  me  to  do:" 
 Oh  that  each  from  his  Lord, 
 May  receive  the  glad  word, 
 "  Well  and  faithfully  done"— 
 
 "Enter  into  my  joys  and  sit  down  on  ray 
 throne." 
 
 86 
 
 THEE,  Father,  we  praise 
 
 In  harmonious  lays, 
 
 For  all  thy  rich  grace,  [peace: 
 
 Who  gave  us  the  knowledge  of  pardon  and 
 
 On  thee  we  rely, 
 
 All  our  wants  to  supply : 
 
 O  keep  us  each  hour  [power, 
 
 rrom  snares  and  temptations  by  might  and  by 
 
 2  O  may  we  improve 
 
 In  knowledge  and  love 
 
 Of  Jesusour  Kins-, 
 
(50) 
 
 Till  to  glory  we're  brought,  his  praises  to  sing. 
 
 While  below,  if  we  stray 
 
 From  the  source  of  true  joy, 
 
 Let  thy  merciful  hand 
 Restore  and  incline  us  to  keep  thy  command. 
 
 Whitley  214.  81    10s. 
 
 HAIL  happy  day,  thou  day  of  sacred  rest, 
 What  heavenly  peace  and  transport  fill  our 
 
 breast ; 
 When  Christ  the  Lord  of  life  in  love  descends, 
 And  kindly  holds  communion  with  his  friends 
 2  Let  earth  and  all  its  vanities  be  gone, 
 Move  from  our  sight  and  leave  our  souls  alone; 
 Its  flattering,  fading  glories  we  despise, 
 And  to  immortal  beauties  turn  our  eyes 
 
 Savannah.  88    ,0s>  Wilbrabam  215. 
 
 AGAIN  the  day  returns  of  holy  rest, 
 Which,  when  the  Saviour  rose,  Jehovah  blest; 
 When  like  his  own,  he  bade  our  labors  cease, 
 And  all  be  piety,  and  all  be  peace. 
 
 2  Let  us  devote  this  consecrated  day, 
 To  learn  his  will,  and  all  we  learn  obey; 
 So  shall  he  hear  when  fervently  we  raise 
 Our  supplications  and  our  songs  of  praise. 
 
 3  Father  of  heaven,  in  whom  our  hopes 
 
 confide,  [guide, 
 
 Whose  power  defends  us  and  whos«  precepta 
 In  life  our  Guardian,  and  in  death  our  Friend, 
 Glory  supreme  be  thine  till  time  shall  end. 
 
 89    10s  and  lis.  Lyons. 
 
 YOU  servants  of  God,  your  master  proclaim, 
 And  publish  abroad  his  wonderful  name  ; 
 The  name  all-victorious  of  Jesus  extol, 
 His  kingdom  is  glorious  and  rules  over  all. 
 2  Salvation  to  God  who  sits  on  the  throne, 
 Let  all  cry  aloud  and  honor  the  Son ; 
 The  praises  of  Jesus  the  angels  proclaim, 
 Fall  down  on  their  faces  and  worship  the 
 Lamb. 
 
(51) 
 
 Benevento.  90    "s-  Edefiela. 
 
 SONGS  of  praise  awoke  the  morn, 
 When  the  Prince  of  Peace  was  born ; 
 Songs  of  praise  arose,  when  he 
 Captive  led  captivity. 
 
 2  Heav'n  and  earth  must  pass  away, 
 Songs  of  praise  shall  crown  that  day ; 
 God  will  make  new  heav'ns  and  earth, 
 Songs  of  praise  shall  hail  their  birth. 
 
 3  And  will  man  alone  be  dumb, 
 Till  that  glorious  kingdom  come  1 
 No ;  the  church  delights  to  raise 
 Psalms,  and  hymns,  and  songs  of  praise. 
 
 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. 
 
 5  Eorne  upon  the  latest  breath, 
 Songs  of  praise  shall  conquer  death ; 
 Then  amidst  eternal  joy, 
 
 Songs  of  praise  their  powers  employ. 
 
 91     7*.  and  6s. 
 
 IN  dust  we're  doom'd  to  sleep, 
 But  shall  not  sleep  forever; 
 
 Fear  may  for  a  moment  weep, 
 Christian  courage  never. 
 
 2  Years  in  rapid  course  shall  roll, 
 By  time's  chariot  driven, 
 
 And  my  re-awakened  soul, 
 Wing  its  flight  to  heaven. 
 
 3  What  though  o'er  my  mortal  tomb,, 
 Clouds  and  mist  be  blending; 
 
 Sweetest  hope  shall  chase  the  gloom, 
 Hopes  to  heaven  ascending. 
 
 4  There  shall  be  my  stay  and  trust, 
 Ever  bright  and  vernal- 
 Life  shall  blossom  out  of  dust, 
 
 Life  and  joy  eternal. 
 
(52) 
 
 Light  Street.  92    Ss.  Nortbfield  197. 
 
 THE  angels  that  watch'd  round  the  tomb, 
 
 Where,  lo !  the  Redeemer  was  laid ; 
 When  deep  in  mortality's  gloom 
 
 He  hid  for  a  season  his  head ; 
 
 2  That  veil'd  their  fair  face  while  he  slept, 
 And  ceas'd  their  sweet  harps  to  employ, 
 
 Have  witness'd  his  rising,  and  swept 
 The  chords  with  the  triumphs  of  joy. 
 
 3  You  saints  who  once  languish'd  below, 
 But  long  since  have  enter'd  your  rest, 
 
 I  pant  to  be  glorify'd  too, 
 To  lean  on  Immanuel's  breast ! 
 
 4  The  grave  in  which  Jesus  was  laid, 
 Has  bury'd  my  guilt  and  my  fears ; 
 
 And  while  I  contemplate  its  shade, 
 The  light  of  his  presence  appears. 
 
 5  O  sweet  is  the  season  of  rest, 
 When  life's  weary  journey  is  done! 
 
 The  blush  that  spreads  over"  its  west, 
 The  last  ling'ring  ray  of  its  sun ! 
 
 6  Though  dreary  the  empire  of  night, 
 I  soon  shall  emerge  from  its  gloom, 
 
 And  see  immortality's  light 
 Arise  on  the  shades  of  the  tomb. 
 
 7  Then  welcome  the  last  rending  sighs 
 When  these  aching  heart-strings'shall  break; 
 
 When  death  shall  extinguish  these  eyes, 
 And  moisten  with  dew  the  pale  cheek. 
 
 8  No  terror  the  prospect  begets, 
 I  am  not  mortality's  slave, 
 
 The  sunbeam  of  life  as  it  sets 
 Leaves  a  halo  of  peace  on  the  grave, 
 Chorus. 
 
 Thou,  Shepherd  of  Israel,  art  mine, 
 The  joy  and  delight  of  my  heart, 
 
 For  closer  communion  I  pine ; 
 I  long  to  reside  where  thou  art. 
 
(53) 
 
 Auburn  199.  93    Ss.  Woodbridgo  200. 
 
 BEHOLD,  the  bright  morning  appears ; 
 
 And  Jesus  revives  from  the  grave ! 
 His  rising  removes  all  our  fears, 
 
 And  shows  him  almighty  to  save. 
 
 2  How  strong  were  his  tears  and  his  cries ! 
 The  worth  of  his  blood  how  divine ! 
 
 How  perfect  is  his  sacrifice, 
 Who  rose  though  he  suffer'd  for  sin ! 
 
 3  The  man  that  was  crowned  with  thorns, 
 The  man  that  on  Calvary  died  ; 
 
 The  man  that  bore  scourging  and  scorns, 
 Whom  sinners  agreed  to  deride. 
 
 4  Now  blessed  forever  is  made, 
 And  life  has  rewarded  his  pain, 
 
 Now  glory  has  crowned  his  head ; 
 Heav'n  sings  of  the  Lamb  that  was  slain. 
 
 5  Believing  we  share  in  his  joy ; 
 By  faith  we  partake  in  his  rest ; 
 
 With  him  we  can  cheerfully  die, 
 For  with  him  we  hope  to  be  bless'd. 
 
 6  We  wait  for  his  coming  again,. 
 To  raise  us  in  glory  like  him,' 
 
 This  glory  his  saints  shall  obtain, 
 His  foes  shall  be  clothed  with  shame. 
 
 94   8s. 
 MY  gracious  Redeemer  I  love ! 
 
 His  praises  aloud  I'll  proclaim, 
 And  join  with  the  armies  above 
 To  shout  his  adorable  name. 
 
 2  To  gaze  on  his  glories  divine, 
 Shall  be  my  eternal  employ, 
 
 And  feel  him  incessantly  shine, 
 My  boundless  ineffable  joy. 
 
 3  The  crown  that  my  Saviour  bestows, 
 Yon  permanent  sun  shall  outshine ; 
 
 My  joy  everlastingly  flows— 
 My  God,  my  Redeemer,  is  mine. 
 
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 Portugese  Hymn  219.  95  11s.  Frescott220. 
 
 HOW  firm  a  foundation,  you  saints  of  the 
 
 Lord, 
 Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word ! 
 What  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  has  said, 
 You  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled? 
 
 2  In  ev'ry  condition,  in  sickness,  in  health, 
 In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth, 
 At  home,  or  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  the  sea, 
 As  your  days  may  demand,  so  your  succor 
 
 shall  be. 
 
 3  'Tear  not,  I  am  with  you:  O  be  not  dismay 'd! 
 I,  I  am  your  God  and  will  still  give  you  aid ; 
 I'll  strengthen  you,  help  you,  and  cause  you 
 
 to  stand, 
 Upheld  by  my  righteous  omnipotent  hand. 
 
 4  "When  through  the  deep  waters  I  cause 
 
 you  to  go, 
 The  rivers  of  sorrow  shall  not  you  o'erflow : 
 For  I  will  be  with  you,  your  troubles  to  bless, 
 And  sanctify  to  you  your  deepest  distress. 
 
 5  "When  through  fiery  trials  your  pathway 
 
 shall  lie, 
 My  grace  all-sufficient  shall  be  your  supply : 
 The  flames  shall  not  hurt  you  ;  I  only  design 
 Your  dross  to  consume  and  your  gold  to  refine. 
 
 6  "E'en  down  to  old  age  all  my  people  shall 
 
 prove 
 My  sov'reign,  eternal,  unchangeble  love, 
 And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples 
 
 adorn,  [borne. 
 
 Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be 
 
 7  "The  soul  that  on  Jesus  has  lean'd  for  repose, 
 I  will  not,  I  cannot  desert  to  his  foes : 
 
 That  soul  though  all  hell  should  endeavor  to 
 
 shake, 
 I'll  never— no,  never— no,  never  forsake.' 
 
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 96  Moorfieid.        Service  No.  3.  Kambia. 
 
 COME  you  that  love  the  Lord, 
 
 And  let  your  joys  be  known ; 
 Join  in  a  song  of  sweet  accord, 
 
 And  thus  surround  the  throne. 
 
 The  sorrows  of  the  mind 
 
 Be  banish'd  from  this  place ! 
 Religion  never  was  design'd 
 
 To  make  our  pleasures  less. 
 
 2  Let  those  refuse  to  sing 
 Who  never  knew  our  God : 
 
 But  children  of  the  heav'nly  King, 
 
 May  gpeak  their  joys  abroad. 
 
 The  God  that  rules  on  high, 
 
 And  thunders  when  he  please, 
 That  rides  upon  the  stormy  sky 
 
 And  calms  the  roaring  seas ; 
 
 3  This  mighty  God  is  ours, 
 Our  Father  and  our  Love ; 
 
 He  will  send  down  his  heav'nly  pow'ra 
 
 To  carry  us  above. 
 
 There  shall  we  see  his  face, 
 
 And  never,  never  sin ; 
 There  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace, 
 
 Drink  endless  pleasures  in. 
 
 4  Yes,  and  before  we  rise, 
 To  that  immortal  state, 
 
 The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss 
 
 Shall  constant  joys  create. 
 
 The  men  of  grace  have  found 
 
 Glory  begun  below ; 
 Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground 
 
 From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 
 
 5  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 
 A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
 
 Before  we  reach  the  heav'nly. fields, 
 
 Or  walk  the  golden  streets : 
 
 Then  let  our  songs  abound, 
 
 And  ev'ry  tear  be  dry; 
 We're  marching  through  this  barren  ground, 
 
 To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 
 
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 Watchman  137.  g^  S.  M.  Moorfield  129. 
 
 RAISE  your  triumphant  songs 
 
 To  an  immortal  tune  ; 
 Let  the  wide  earth  resound  the  deeds, 
 
 Celestial  erace  has  done. 
 
 2  Sing  how  Eternal  Love 
 His~Chief  Beloved  chose, 
 
 And  bade  him  raise  our  wretched  race 
 From  this  abyss  of  woes. 
 
 3  His  hand  no  thunder  bears, 
 No  terror  clothes  his  brow ; 
 
 No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  souls 
 To  fiercer  flames  below! 
 
 4  He  shows  his  Father's  love, 
 To  raise  our  souls  on  high. 
 
 He  came  with  pardon  from  above, 
 For  rebels  doom'd  to  die. 
 
 5  Now.  children,  dry  your  tears, 
 Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease ; 
 
 Yours  is  the  sceptre  of  his  love, 
 And  yours  the  offered  peace. 
 
 6  Lord,  we  accept  thy  call, 
 And  lay  an  humble  claim, 
 
 To  the  salvation  thou  hast  brought, 
 And  love  and  praise  thy  name. 
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 After  Prayers  for  all  men. 
 GREAT  heir  of  David's  throne ! 
 
 Thy  royal  power  assume ; 
 Come,  reign  the  spacious  world  around, 
 Thou  blest  Redeemer  come. 
 
 2  Set  up  thy  throne  of  grace, 
 In  every  heathen  land : 
 
 In  righteousness,  and  truth,  and  peace, 
 Throughout  the  world  command. 
 
 3  Be  thou  exalted,  Lord, 
 Thy  full  salvation  bring  : 
 
 Let  all  the  people  hear  the  word, 
 And  own  thee  for  their  King. 
 
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 LawTence  137.  99  S.  M.  Utiea 
 
 LET  living  waters  flow 
 
 To  cheer  the  humble  soul, 
 From  sea  to  sea  let  heralds  go, 
 
 And  spread  from  pole  to  pole. 
 
 2  Let  righteousness  now  spring. 
 And  grow  on  earth  again : 
 
 Jesus,  Jehovah,  be  our  King, 
 And  o'er  the  nations  reign. 
 
 3  Jesus  shall  rule  alone, 
 
 The  world  shal  1  hear  his  word ; 
 By  one  blest  name  shall  he  be  known, 
 
 The  universal  Lord. 
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 RISE,  gracious  God,  and  shine 
 
 In  alf  thy  saving  might ; 
 Now  prosper  every  good  design, 
 
 To  spread  thy  glorious  light. 
 
 2  O  bring  the  nations  near, 
 That  thfiy  may  sing  thy  praise  ; 
 
 Thy  word  let  all  the  heathen  hear, 
 And  learn  thy  holy  ways . 
 
 3  Send  forth  thy  glorious  power ! 
 All  nations  then  will  see ; 
 
 And  earth  present  her  grateful  store 
 
 In  converts  born  to  thee. 
 101 
 
 For  the  Reading  of  the  Scriptures. 
 BEHOLD,  the  morning  sun, 
 
 Begins  his  glorious  way ; 
 His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run, 
 *  And  life  and  light  convey. 
 
 2  But  where  the  gospel  comes, 
 It  spreads  diviner  light, 
 
 It  rouses  sinners  from  their  tombs, 
 tAnd  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 
 
 3  Our  gracious  God,  how  plain 
 Are  thy  directions  given ! 
 
 Oh !  may  we  never  read  in  vain. 
 But  find  the  path  to  heaven. 
 8 
 
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 102    S.  M.  Lisbon  134, 
 
 OH  let  thy  word  of  grace, 
 
 Our  warmest  thoughts  employ ; 
 Be  this  through  all  our  following  days, 
 
 Our  treasure  and  our  joy. 
 2  To  what  thy  law  imparts, 
 
 Be  our  whole  souls  inclined ; 
 Gome,  Saviour,  dwell  within  our  hearts, 
 
 And  sanctify  our  minds. 
 Harp  262.  103 
 
 Teaching. 
 HOW  beauteous  are  their  feet, 
 
 Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill ! 
 Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
 
 And  words  of  grace  reveal. 
 
 2  How  charming  is  their  voice ! 
 How  sweet  their  tidings  are ! 
 
 "  Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King, 
 He  reigns  and  triumphs  here." 
 
 3  How  happy  are  our  ears 
 That  hear  the  joyful  sound, 
 
 Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
 And  sought,  but  never  found ! 
 
 4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 
 That  see  the  heavenly  light ! 
 
 Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long, 
 But  died  without  the  sight. 
 
 5  You  watchmen  join  your  voice, 
 And  tuneful  notes  employ ; 
 
 Jerusalem  break  forth  in  songs, 
 Ye  deserts  learn  the  joy. 
 
 6  O  Lord, make  bare  thy  arm, 
 Through  all  the  earth  abroad ! 
 
 Let  every  nation  now  behold 
 Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 
 Doxology. 
 
 Glory  to  God  on  high ! 
 And  peace  o'er  all  the  earth ; 
 
 Good  w'ill  to  men— to  angels  joy 
 At  our  Redeemer's  birth ! 
 
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 Cranbrook238.  104  S.  M.  Warner  188. 
 
 GRACE  !  'tis  a  charming  sound, 
 
 Harmonious  to  the  ear ; 
 Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
 
 And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 
 
 2  Grace  first  contrived  the  plan 
 To  save  rebellious  man ; 
 
 And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display; 
 Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 
 
 3  Grace  led  our  wandering  feet 
 To  tread  the  heav'nly  road ; 
 
 And  new  supplies  each  hour  we  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. 
 105 
 Reception  of  Members. 
 ALL  you  that  have  confessed, 
 
 That  Jesus  is  the  Lord, 
 And  to  his  people  joined  yourselves, 
 According  to  his  word ; 
 
 2  In  Zion  you  must  dwell, 
 Her  altar  ne'er  forsake : 
 
 Must  come  to  all  her  solemn  feasts— 
 Of  all  her  joys  partake. 
 
 3  She  must  employ  your  thoughts, 
 And  your  unceasing  care; 
 
 Her  welfare  be  your  constant  wish, 
 And  her  increase,  your  prayer. 
 
 4  With  humbleness  of  mind, 
 Among  her  sons  rejoice : 
 
 A  meek  and  quiet  spirit  is, 
 With  God  of  highest  price. 
 
 5  Never  offend  nor  grieve, 
 Your  brethren  by  the  way, 
 
(GO) 
 
 But  shun  the  dark  abodes  of  strife, 
 
 As  children  of  the  day. 
 6  In  all  your  Saviour's  ways, 
 
 "With  willing  footsteps  move ; 
 Be  faithful  unto  death,  and  then 
 You'll  reign  with  him  above. 
 Boxford  136.  106  Kambia  13$. 
 
 At  the  Lord's  Supper. 
 JESUS  invites  his  saints, 
 
 To  meet  around  his  board : 
 Here  pardon'd  sinners  sit  and  hold 
 .  Communion  with  their  Lord. 
 
 2  For  food,  he  gives  his  flesh ; 
 And  bids  us  drink  his  blood, 
 
 Amazing  favor— matchless  grace— 
 Of  our  descending  Lord ! 
 
 3  Let  all  our  powers  be  joined, 
 His  glorious  name  to  raise:    . 
 
 Let  joy  and  love  fill  every  mind 
 
 And  every  voice  be  praise. 
 107 
 How  charming  is  the  place, 
 
 Where  our  Redeeming  Lord 
 Unveils  the  glories  of  his  face, 
 
 According  to  his  word. 
 
 2  Here,  on  the  mercy  seat, 
 With  radiant  glory  crowned, 
 
 Our  joyful  eyes  behold  him  sit, 
 And  smile  on  all  around. 
 
 3  To  him  their  prayers  and  cries, 
 Each  contrite  soul  presents : 
 
 And  while  he  hears  their  humble  sigh*, 
 He  grants  them  all  their  wants. 
 
 4  Give  us,  O  Lord,  a  place, 
 Within  thy  blest  abode ; 
 
 Among  the  children  of  thy  grace, 
 The  servants  of  our  God. 
 
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 Inverness  129.  108  C.  M. 
 
 NOT  all  the  blood  of  beasts 
 
 On  Jewish  altars  slam* 
 Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
 
 Or  wash  away  its  stain. 
 
 2  But  Christ  the  heavenly  Lamb, 
 Takes  all  our  sins  away : 
 
 A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 
 And  richer  blood  than  they. 
 
 3  Believing,  we  rejoice, 
 To  see  the  curse  remove, 
 
 We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice 
 And  sing  his  dying  love. 
 
 4  Hosannas  to  our  King, 
 
 In  loftiest  strains  prolong : 
 Our  ravished  hearts  shall  ever  sing 
 
 In  an  immortal  song. 
 109 
 TOUR  harps,  you  trembling  saints, 
 
 Down  from  the  willows  take ; 
 Loud  to  the  praise  of  love  divine, 
 
 Bid  every  string  awake. " 
 
 2  His  grace  shall  to  the  end, 
 Stronger  and  brighter  shine ; 
 
 Nor  present  things  nor  things  to  come, 
 Shall  mar  his  love  diviner 
 
 3  The  glorious  time  will  come, 
 When  all  shall  plainly  see, 
 
 And  know  ev'n  as  we  now  are  known, 
 Throughout  Eternity. 
 
 4  Lord  search  and  know  our  hearts, 
 Oh  make  our  souls  sincere : 
 
 Bid  all  hypocrisy  depart, 
 And  keep  our  conscience  clear. 
 Doxology. 
 
 O  Holy,  Holy  Lord  ! 
 Salvation  all  is  thine : 
 
 Righteous  art  thou  in  all  thy  ways, 
 Thy  work  is  all  divine. 
 
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 Hudson  135.  110  S.  M.  Watchman  1ST. 
 
 Before  the  Collection. 
 THY  bounties,  gracious  God, 
 
 With  gratitude  we  own ; 
 We  bless  thy  providential  grace, 
 
 Which  showers  its  blessings  down. 
 
 2  With  joy  thy  people  bring 
 Their  offerings  to  thy  throne : 
 
 With  grateful  souls  behold  we  pay 
 A  tribute  of  thine  own. 
 
 3  O  may  this  sacrifice, 
 
 To  thee,  our  God,  ascend, 
 An  odour  of  a  sweet  perfume, 
 Presented  by  his  hand. 
 
 4  May  God  well  pleased  regard 
 The  fruits  of  heavenly  grace, 
 
 And  in  a  plentiful  reward, 
 Fulfil  his  promises. 
 
 IN  all  our  ways,  O  Lord, 
 
 We  would  acknowledge  thee, 
 And  seek  to  keep  our  hearts  and  souls 
 
 From  all  pollutions  free. 
 2  Kither  we  gladly  bring 
 
 Oblations  to  the  Lord ; 
 And  give,  as  well  as  pray  and  sing, 
 
 According  to  thy  word. 
 
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 O  MAY  the  orphan  be 
 
 By  our  abundance  blest; 
 O  may  the  wanderer  find  our  gate, 
 
 And  there  securely  rest. 
 
 2  Let  him  who  pines  with  cold, 
 By  us  be  warm'd  and  clad : 
 
 Be  ours  the  blissful  task  to  make 
 The  downcast  mourner  glad. 
 
 3  Then,  bright  as  morn,  shall  move 
 In  peace  and  joy  our  days ; 
 
 And  glory  from  the  Lord  above, 
 Shall  shine  on  all  our  ways. 
 
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 Kambia.  H3  S.  M.  Wentworth  132, 
 
 Departure  of  a  Brother. 
 BLEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 
 
 Our  hearts  in  christian  love ; 
 The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds, 
 Is  like  to  that  above. 
 
 2  Before  our  Father's  throne, 
 We  pour  our  ardent  prayers ; 
 
 Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims,  are  one, 
 Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 
 
 3  When  we  asunder  part, 
 It  gives  us  inward  pain ; 
 
 But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart, 
 And  hope  to  meet  again. 
 
 4  This  glorious  hope  revives 
 Our  courage  by  the  way ; 
 
 While  each  in  expectation  lives 
 And  longs  to  see  the  day. 
 
 5  From  sorrow,  toil  and  pain, 
 And  sin,  we  shall  be  free, 
 
 And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
 Through  all  eternity. 
 
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 GO  with  thy  servant,  Lord, 
 
 His  every  step  attend ; 
 All  needful  help  to  him  afford. 
 
 And  bless  him  to  the  end. 
 2  Preserve  him  from  all  wrong- 
 Stand  thou  at  his  right  hand 
 And  keep  him  from  the  slanderous  tongue, 
 
 And  persecuting  band. 
 8  May  he  proclaim  aloud, 
 
 The  Avonders  of  thy  grace  ; 
 And  do  thou  to  the  listning  crowd 
 
 His  faithful  labors  bless. 
 4  Farewell,  dear  lab'rer,  go, 
 
 We  part  with  thee  in  love ; 
 And  if  we  meet  no  more  below,        4 
 
 O  may  we  meet  above. 
 
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 Marcellns  232.  1  1  5  S.  M. 
 
 Closing  Hymn.    (Set  piece.) 
 SOLDIERS  of  Christ,  arise, 
 
 Now  put  your  armour  on, 
 Strong  in  the  strength  which  God  supplies, 
 
 Through  his  eternal  Son. 
 2  Strong  in  the  Lord  of  hosts, 
 
 And  in  his  mighty  power; 
 He  who  in  his  Redeemer  trusts, 
 
 Is  more  than  conqueror. 
 8  Stand  then  in  his  great  might, 
 
 With  all  his  strength  endued ; 
 Take  you,  to  arm  you  for  the  fight, 
 
 The  panoply  of  God. 
 
 4  Then  when  your  work  is  done, 
 And  all  your  conflicts  past, 
 
 You  shall  o'ercome,  through  Christ  alone, 
 And  stand  entire  at  last. 
 
 5  Stand  then  against  your  foes 
 In  close  and  firm  array ; 
 
 Legions  of  wily  fiends  oppose, 
 Throughout  the  evil  day. 
 
 6  But  meet  the  sons  of  night, 
 Oppose  their  vain  design ; 
 
 Arm'd  in  the  arms  of  heavenly  light— 
 Of  righteousness  divine. 
 
 7  Leave  no  unguarded  place, 
 No  weakness  of  the  soul ; 
 
 Take  every  virtue,  every  grace, 
 And  fortify  the  whole. 
 
 8  Ever  together  joined, 
 To  battle  all  proceed  : 
 
 Arm  you  yourselves  with  all  the  mind 
 
 That  was  in  Christ  your  head. 
 Doxology. 
 Glory  to  Christ  our  head  ! 
 
 His  name  is  all  divine  : 
 His  glories  round  the  world  are  spread, 
 
 And  o'er  the  heavens  they  shine. 
 
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 Rowley  22S.  J  1(3  6s  and  9s.  Oakham  229. 
 
 Introduction  to  Service  4. 
 LO !  he  comes  from  the  skies, 
 You  beloved  arise, 
 We  rejoice  in  the  day  he  was  born : 
 On  this  festival  day, 
 Come  exulting  away, 
 A.nd  with  singing  to  Zion  return. 
 
 2  With  glory  we    praise 
 The  original  grace,* 
 
 By  our  heavenly  Father  bestowed : 
 
 Our  being  receive, 
 
 From  his  bounty  and  live 
 To  the  honor  and  glory  of  God. 
 
 3  Hallelujah  we  sing, 
 Unto  Jesus  our  King, 
 
 In  the  praise  of  his  wonderful  love  ; 
 
 To  the  Lamb  that  was  slain, 
 
 Hallelujah  again, 
 Till  with  angels  \ve  praise  him  above. 
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 NOW  dry  up  your  tears, 
 
 The  glad  morning  appears, 
 When  the  Prince  of  Salvation  was  born : 
 
 From  Jehovah  he  came, 
 
 To  Jehovah  arain, 
 With  glory  and  fame  to  return. 
 
 2  In  a  rapture  of  joy 
 Our  life  we'll  employ, 
 
 The  God  of  salvation  to  praise : 
 
 'Tis  worth  living  for  this, 
 
 To  partake  of  such  bliss, 
 Lnd  salvation  in  Jesus's  name. 
 
 3  Our  remnant  of  days 
 Will  we  spend  to  his  praise, 
 
 iVho  died,  us  from  sin  to  redeem : 
 
 Whether  many  or  few, 
 
 All  our  days  are  his  due  ; 
 They  shall  all  be  devoted  to  him. 
 9 
 
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 Harp  239.  Hg  S.  M.  Moorfield  121 
 
 HOW  heavy  is  the  night, 
 
 That  hangs  upon  our  eyes ; 
 Till  Christ  with  his  reviving  light 
 
 Over  our  souls  arise ! 
 
 2  Our  guilty  spirits  dread 
 
 To  meet  the  wrath  of  heaven ; 
 But  in  his  righteousness  arrayed, 
 We  see  our  sins  forgiven. 
 
 3  Unholy  and  impure, 
 
 Are  all  our  thoughts  and  ways, 
 Till  he  infected  nature  cures 
 With  sanctifying  grace. 
 
 4  The  powers  of  hell  agree 
 To  hold  our  souls  in  vain ; 
 
 He  sets  the  sons  of  bondage  free, 
 And  breaks  th'  accursed  chain. 
 
 5  Lord  we  adore  thy  ways, 
 To  bring  us  near  to  God  ; 
 
 Thy  sovereign  power,  thy  healing  grace, 
 
 And  thy  redeeming  blood. 
 
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 OUR  God,  our  life,  our  love, 
 
 To  thee,  to  thee,  we  call ; 
 We  cannot  live  if  thou  remove, 
 
 For  thou  art  all  in  all. 
 t  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  sky 
 
 Can  one  delight  afford  ; 
 No,  not  a  drop  of  real  joy 
 
 Without  thy  presence,  Lord. 
 
 3  Thou  art  the  sea  of  love, 
 Where  all  our  pleasures  roll; 
 
 The  circle  where  our  passions  move, 
 And  centre  of  our  soul. 
 
 4  Not  all  the  hosts  above, 
 Can  give  thee  equal  praise ; 
 
 Holy,  holy  art  thou,  0  Lord, 
 And  just  in  all  thy  ways. 
 
(67) 
 
 Jordan  114.  120  C.  M.  RindgelOfc 
 
 FAR  from  these  narrow  scenes  of  night 
 
 Unbounded  glories  rise ; 
 And  realms  of  infinite  delight, 
 
 Unknown  to  mortal  eyes. 
 2  Celestial  land !  could  our  weak  eyes 
 ■  But  half  its  charms  explore, 
 How  would  our  spirits  long  to  rise 
 
 And  dwell  on  earth  no  more ! 
 S  There  pain  and  sickness  never  come, 
 
 And  grief  no  place  obtains ; 
 Healthlriumphs  in  immortal  bloom 
 
 And  endless  pleasure  reigns  ! 
 
 4  No  cloud  those  blissful  regions  know, 
 Forever  bright  and  fair ! 
 
 For  sin,  the  source  of  ev'ry  woe, 
 Can  never  enter  there. 
 
 5  There  no  alternate  night  is  known, 
 Nor  sun's  feint  sickly  ray ; 
 
 But  glory  from  the  sacred  throne, 
 Spreads  everlasting  day. 
 
 121 
 
 THERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
 
 Where  saints  in  glory  reign ; 
 Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
 
 And  pleasures  banish  pain. 
 
 2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 
 And  never-with'ring  flow'rs : 
 
 Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
 This  heav'nly  land  from  ours. 
 
 3  Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood 
 Stand  dress'd  in  living  green; 
 
 So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 
 While  Jordan  roll'd  between. 
 
 4  Yet  tim'rous  mortals  start  and  shrink 
 To  cross  this  narrow  sea  \ 
 
 And  linger  shiv'ring  on  the  brink, 
 And  fear  to  launch  away. 
 
(68) 
 
 Topsham  104.        122  c- M-        Peterborough  101 
 JERUSALEM,  my  happy  home, 
 
 O  how  I  long  for  thee ! 
 When  will  my  sorrows  have  an  end1} 
 
 Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 
 
 2  Thy  walls  are  all  of  precious  stones, 
 Most  glorious  to  behold ! 
 
 Thy  gates  are  richly  set  with  pearls, 
 Thy  streets  are  pav'd  with  gold. 
 
 3  Thy  gardens  and  thy  pleasant  greens 
 My  study  long  have  been, 
 
 Such  sparkling  gems,  by  human  sight, 
 
 Have  never  yet  been  seen. 
 
 If  heaven  be  thus  glorious,  Lord, 
 
 Why  should  I  stay  from  thence  ? 
 What  folly  'tis  that  I  should^dread 
 
 To  die  and  go  from  hence/ 
 
 5  Reach  down,  reach  down,  thine  arm  of 
 
 grace, 
 And  cause  me  to  ascend, 
 Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
 And  praises  never  end. 
 
 6  Jesus,  my  love  to  glory's  gone, 
 Him  will  I  go  and  see ; 
 
 And  all  my  brethren  here  below 
 Will  soon  come  after  me. 
 
 123 
 
 OUR  God,  our  portion,  and  our  love, 
 
 Our  everlasting  all, 
 We've  none  but  thee  in  heaven  above, 
 
 Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 
 2  Let  others  stretch  their  arms  like  seas, 
 
 And  grasp  in  all  the  shore  : 
 Grant  us  the  visits  of  thy  grace 
 
 And  we  desire  no  more. 
 
(69, 
 
 Dan  verse.  124  L.  M.  Tatnall  59. 
 
 HAIL !  morning  known  among  the  blest, 
 Morning  of  hope,  and  joy,  and  love, 
 Of  heav'nly  peace  and  holy  rest- 
 Pledge  of  the  endless  rest  above. 
 2'Bless'd  be  the  Father  of  our  Lord, 
 Who  from  the  dead  has  brought  his  Son, 
 Hope  to  the  lost  was  then  restor'd, 
 And  everlasting  glory  won. 
 
 3  Scarce  morning  twilight  had  begun 
 To  chase  the  shades  of  night  away, 
 When  Christ  arose— unsetting  sun : 
 The  dawn  of  joy's  eternal  day ! 
 
 4  Mercy  look'd  down  with  smiling  eye, 
 When  our  Immanuel  left  the  dead ; 
 Faith  mark'd  his  bright  ascent  on  high, 
 And  hope  with  gladness  rais'd  her  head. 
 
 5  God's  goodness  let  us  bear  in  mind, 
 Who  to  his  saints  this  day  has  giv'n, 
 For  rest  and  serious  joy  design'd, 
 
 To  fit  us  for  the  bliss  of  heav'n. 
 
 125 
 THE  Lord  of  lords  and  King  of  kings, 
 In  realms  of  bliss  exalted  reigns ; 
 Ah !  who  can  touch  the  trembling  strings! 
 And  hymn  his  praise  with  equal  strains! 
 
 2  The  grandeur  of  his  works  may  show, 
 In  beams  of  lasting  heav'nly  light, 
 
 To  all  who  love  their  radiant  glow, 
 The  wisdom  of  his  boundless  might. 
 
 3  But,  Zion,  on  thy  portals  fair, 
 
 His  wonderous  name  resplendent  shines, 
 And  ev'ry  child  of  wisdom  there, 
 Shall  read  it  in  the  clearest  lines. 
 
 4  Yes,  there  we  learn  that  God  is  love! 
 The  lucid  truth  let  angel  choirs, 
 (Circling  the  shining  throne  above,) 
 Resound"  upon  their  golden  lyres 
 
(70) 
 
 (  With  deep  astonishment  they  saw 
 Lmmanuel,  the  Virgin's  Son ! 
 And  heard  with  fix'd  and  sacred  awe. 
 The  Lord  of  glory,  cry  "  Tis  done !" 
 
 6  But  quit  the  endless  theme,  my  soul, 
 And  wait  resign'd  a  brighter  day 
 'Bove  immortality's  control, 
 
 To  wake  a  more  enraptured  lay. 
 
 7  The  crown  of  life,  the  harp  of  gold, 
 And  palm  of  vict'ry,  all  proclaim 
 That  nobler  songs  shall  yet  unfold 
 The  glories  of  Jehovah's  name. 
 
 Pilesgrove  55.  126  Effingham  52 
 
 EXALTED  Prince  of  Life,  we  own 
 The  royal  honors  of  thy  throne ; 
 'Tie  fixed  by  God's  almighty  hand, 
 And  seraphs  bow  at  thy  command. 
 
 2  Exalted  Saviour,  we  confess 
 The  mighty  triumphs  of  thy  grace, 
 Where  beams  of  gentle  radiance  shine, 
 And  temper  majesty  divine. 
 
 3  Wide  thy  resistless  sceptre  sway, 
 Till  all  thine  enemies  obey : 
 Wide  let  thy  cross  its  virtues  prove, 
 And  conquer  millions  by  its  love ! 
 
 121 
 
 WITH  Israel's  God  who  can  compare  1 
 
 Or  who,  like  Israel,  happy  are  1 
 
 O  people  saved  by  the  Lord, 
 
 He  ia  our  shield  and  great  reward  ! 
 
 2  Upheld  by  everlasting  arms, 
 We  are  secure  from  foes  and  harms  ! 
 In  vain  their  plots  and  false  their  boasts— 
 Our  refuge  is  the  Lord  of  hosts ! 
 
(71) 
 
 Topsham  104.  \2 S  C.  M. 
 
 THIS  is  the  day  the  first  ripe  sheaf 
 
 Before  the  Lord  was  wav'd, 
 And  Christ,  first  fruits  of  them  that  slept, 
 
 Was  from  the  dead  receiv'd. 
 
 2  He  rose  for  them  for  whom  he  died, 
 That,  like  to  him  they  may 
 
 Rise  when  he  comes,  in  glory  great, 
 That  ne'er  shall  fade  away. 
 
 3  This  is  the  day  the  Spirit  came 
 With  us  on  earth  to  stay— 
 
 A  comforter,  to  fill  our  hearts 
 With  joys  that  ne'er  decay. 
 
 4  His  comforts  are  the  earnest  sure 
 Of  that  same  heav'nly  rest, 
 
 Which  Jesus  enter'd  on,  when  he 
 Was  made  forever  blest. 
 
 5  This  day  the  christian  church  began, 
 Form'd  by  his  wond'rous  grace  ; 
 
 This  day  the  saints  in  concord  meet, 
 To  join  in  prayer  and  praise. 
 
 6  T'  increase  their  faith,  their  hope  and  love 
 His  death  they  do  show  forth, 
 
 His  resurection  to  record, 
 To  glory  in  his  worth. 
 
 7  This  joyful  day  let  us  observe ; 
 Redemption's  work  is  done ; 
 
 The  Jewish  Sabbaths  are  no  more, 
 The  earthly  rest  is  gone. 
 
 8  T'  the  heav'nly  rest  let's  follow  him, 
 Whose  death  has  pav'd  the  way, 
 
 And  with  the  whole  creation  groan, 
 For  the  Redemption  day. 
 Hortation. 
 Together  let  us  sweetly  live , 
 
 Together  let  us  die ; 
 And  each  a  starry  crown  receive, 
 And  reign  in  worlds  on  high. 
 
(72) 
 
 Topsham.  139    C.  P.  M. 
 
 O  LOVE  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art ! 
 When  shall  I  find  my  wand'ring  heart 
 
 All  taken  up  in  thee 
 O  may  I  daily  live  to  prove 
 The  sweetness  of  redeeming  love, 
 
 The  love  of  Christ  to  me. 
 
 2  God  only  knows  the  love  of  God ; 
 
 0  may  it  now  be  shed  abroad 
 
 To  cheer  my  faintin?  heart ! 
 
 1  want  to  feel  that  love  divine  ; 
 
 This  heavenly  portion,  Lord,  be  mine- 
 Be  mine  this  better  part. 
 
 3  01  that  I  could  forever  sit 
 With  Mary  at  the  Master's  feet ! 
 
 Be  this  my  happy  choice : 
 My  only  care,  delight,  and  bliss, 
 My  joy,  my  heav'h"on  earth  be  this, 
 
 To  hear  the  bridegroom's  voice. 
 
 4  O  that  I  might,  with  happy  John, 
 Recline  my  weary  head  upon 
 
 The  bless'd  Redeemer's  breast! 
 From  care,  and  fear,  and  sorrow  free, 
 Give  me,  O  Lord,  to  find  in  thee 
 
 My  everlasting  rest. 
 130 
 HOW  precious,  Lord,  thy  sacred  word ! 
 What  light  and  joy  those  leaves  afford, 
 
 To  thine  in  their  distress  ! 
 Thy  precepts  guide  their  doubtful  way, 
 Thy  voice  forbids  our  feet  to  stray, 
 
 Thy  promise  leads  to  rest. 
 2  Thy  threat'nings  wake  our  slumbering  eyes, 
 And  warn  us,  where  our  danger  lies; 
 
 But  'tis  thy  gospel,  Lord, 
 That  makes  our  guilty  conscience  clean, 
 Converts  the  soul  and  conquers  sin, 
 
 And  freedom  full  affords. 
 
(73) 
 
 131    P-  M.  6saDd8s. 
 "WHEN  the  King  pf  kings  comes, 
 When  the  Lord  of  lords  comes ; 
 We  shall  have  a  joyful  day, 
 
 When  the  King  of  kings  comes: 
 To  see  the  nations  broken  down, 
 And  kingdoms  once  of  great  renown. 
 And  saints  now  suff  'ring  wear  the  crown, 
 
 When  the  King  of  kings  comes. 
 
 2  When  the  trump  of  God  calls, 
 When  the  last  of  foes  falls, 
 We  shall  have  a  joyful  day, 
 
 When  the  King  of  kings  comes : 
 To  see  the  saints  rais'd  from  the  dead, 
 And  all  together  gathered, 
 And  made  like  to  their  glorious  Head, 
 
 When  the  King  of  kings  comes. 
 
 3  When  the  foe's  distress  comes, 
 When  the  church's  rest  comes, 
 We  shall  have  a  joyful  day, 
 
 When  the  King  of  kings  comes : 
 To  see  the  new  Jerusalem, 
 Its  fullness  and  its  matchless  frame, 
 Surpassing  all  report  and  fame, 
 
 When  the  King  of  kings  comes. 
 
 4  When  the  world's  course  is  run, 
 When  the  judgment  is  begun  ; 
 We  shall  have  a  joyful  day, 
 
 When  the  King  of  kings  comes: 
 To  see  the  sons  of  God  well  known, 
 All  spotless  to  their  Father  shown, 
 And  Jesus  all  his  brethren  own, 
 
 When  the  King  of  kings  comes. 
 
 5  When  our  Lord  in  clouds  comes, 
 When  he  with  great  pow'r  comes, 
 We  shall  have  a  joyful  day, 
 
 When  the  "King  of  kings  comes. 
 To  see  all  things  by  him  restor'd, 
 And  God  himself  alone  ador'd 
 By  all  the  saints  with  one  accord, 
 
 When  the  King  of  kings  comes. 
 10 
 
(74) 
 
 Harp  263.  132    P.  M. 
 
 DAUGHTER  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy  sad. 
 
 ness, 
 Awake,for  thy  foes  shall  oppress  thee  no  more; 
 Bright  o'er  thy  hills  dawns  the  day-star  of 
 
 gladness, 
 Arise,  for  the  night  of  thy  sorrow  is  o'er. 
 
 2  Strong  are  thy  foes,  but  the  arm  that  sub- 
 
 dues them, 
 And  scatters  their  legions,  is  mightier  far; 
 They  flee  like  the" chaff"  from  the  scourge 
 
 that  pursues  them ; 
 Vain  are  their  steeds  and  their  chariots  of  war. 
 
 3  Daughter  of  Zion,  the  power  that  shall  save 
 
 thee, 
 Extoled  with  the  harp  and  the  timbrel  should 
 
 be, 
 Shout !  for  the  foe  is  destroyed  that  enslaved 
 
 thee, 
 The  Oppressor  is  vanquished, and  Zion  is  free! 
 
 Chorus. 
 Daughter  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy  sadness ! 
 Awake,  for  thy  foes  shall  oppress  thee  no  more. 
 
 133 
 ZION,  the  marvellous  story  be  telling, 
 The  Son  of  the  Highest,  how  lowly  his  birth! 
 The  brightest  of  angels  in  glory  excelling, 
 He  stoops  to  redeem  thee,  he  reigns  upon 
 
 earth! 
 
 2  Tell  how  he  cometh,  from  nation  to  nation, 
 The  heart-cheering  news  let  the  earth  echo 
 
 round ; 
 How  free  to  the  sinner  he  offers  salvation, 
 How  his  people  with  joy  everlasting  are 
 
 crown'd. 
 
 3  Mortals,your  homage  be  gratefully  bringing, 
 And  sweet,  let  the  gladsome  hosauna  arise ; 
 You  angels,  the  full  hallelujah  be  singing. 
 One  chorus  resounds  through  the  earth  and 
 
 the  skies. 
 
(75) 
 
 134    CM. 
 
 MORTALS !  awake,  with  angels  join, 
 
 And  chant  the  solemn  lay ; 
 Love,  joy,  and  gratitude  combine 
 
 To  hail  the  auspicious  day. 
 
 2  In  heav'n  the  rapturous  song  began, 
 And  sweet  seraphic  fire, 
 
 Thro'  all  the  shining  legions  ran, 
 And  swept  the  sounding  lyre. 
 
 3  The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy  was  new 
 To  each  angelic  tongue ; 
 
 Swift  thro'  the  realms  of  light  it, flew, 
 And  loud  the  echo  rung. 
 
 4  Down  thro'  the  portals  of  the  sky 
 The  pealing  anthem  ran, 
 
 And  angels  flew  with  eager  joy 
 To  bear  the  news  to  man. 
 
 5  Hark !  the  cherubic  armies  shout, 
 And  glory  leads  the  song, 
 
 Peace  and  salvation  swell  the  note 
 Of  all  the  heavenly  throng. 
 
 6  With  joy  the  chorus  we'll  repeat, 
 u  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 
 
 Good  will  and  peace  are  now  complete, 
 Jesus  was  born  to  die !" 
 
 7  Hail  Prince  of  life !  forever  hail ! 
 Redeemer— brother— friend ! 
 
 Tho'  earth,  and  time,  and  life  should  fail, 
 
 Thy  praise  shall  never  end. 
 135 
 YES,  there  are  joys  that  cannot  die, 
 
 With  God  laid  up  in  store ! 
 Treasures,  beyond  the  changing  sky, 
 
 More  bright  than  golden  ore. 
 2  To  that  bright  world  my  soul  aspires, 
 
 With  rapturous  delight : 
 Oh  for  the  Spirit's  gracious  power, 
 
 To  speed  me  in  my  flight. 
 
(76) 
 
 Yarmouth  201=     1 36    7s  and  66.  Missionary  Hymn  202, 
 
 O  WHEN  shall  T  see  Jesus, 
 And  dwell  with  him  above, 
 
 To  drink  the  flowing  fountain 
 Of  everlasting  love  1 
 
 2  When  shall  I  be  deliver'd, 
 From  this  vain  world  of  sin, 
 
 And  with  my  blessed  Jesus 
 Drink  endless  pleasures  in  ? 
 
 3  But  now  I  am  a  soldier, 
 My  Captain's  gone  before ; 
 
 He's  given  me  my  orders, 
 And  tells  me  not  to  fear. 
 
 4  And  if  I  hold  out  faithful, 
 A  crown  of  life  he'll  give, 
 
 And  all  his  valiant  soldiers 
 Eternal  life  shall  have. 
 
 5  Through  grace  I  am  determined 
 To  conquer  though  1  die, 
 
 And  then  away  to  Jesus 
 On  wings  of  love  I'll  fly. 
 
 6  Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow 
 I  bid  them  both  adieu ; 
 
 And  you,  my  friends  prove  faithful, 
 And  on  your  way  pursue. 
 
 7  And  if  you  meet  with  troubles 
 And  trials  on  the  way, 
 
 Then  cast  your  care  on  Jesus, 
 And  don't  forget  to  pray. 
 
 8  Gird  on  the  heavenly  armor 
 Of  faith,  and  hope  and  love, 
 
 And  when  your  race  is  ended, 
 You'll  reign  with  him  above. 
 
 9  O !  do  not  be  discourag'd, 
 For  Jesus  is  your  friend, 
 
 And  if  you  lack  for  knowledge, 
 He'll  not  refuse  to  lend. 
 
(77) 
 
 10  Neither  will  he  upbraid  you, 
 
 Though  often  you  request ; 
 
 He'll  give  you  grace  to  conquer, 
 
 And  take  you  home  to  rest. 
 
 137    7s  and  6s. 
 
 FROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 
 
 From  India's  coral  strand, 
 Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains, 
 Eoll  down  their  golden  sand ; 
 From  many  an  ancient  river, 
 From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
 They  call  us  to  deliver, 
 Their  land  from  error's  chain. 
 
 2  What,  though  the  spicy  breezes 
 Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  Isle ; 
 
 Though  ev'ry  prospect  pleases, 
 
 And  only  man  is  vile ; 
 In  vain,  with  lavish  kindness, 
 
 The  gifts  of  God  are  strown, 
 The  heathen,  in  their  blindness 
 
 Bow  down  to  wood  and  stone. 
 
 3  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 
 By  wisdom  from  on  high  ; 
 
 Shall  we,  to  man  benighted, 
 The  lamp  of  life  deny  1— 
 
 Salvation !  O  salvation ! 
 The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
 
 Till  each  remotest  nation 
 Has  learrit  Messiah's  name. 
 
 4  Waft,  waft,  you  winds,  his  story, 
 And  you,  you  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, 
 
 Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 
 In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 
 
(78) 
 
 Metbuea  Igj      133  Ss,  7s  and  4?.     Tamworta  187 
 
 Service  No.  4. 
 BLEST  be  thou,  O  God  of  Israel, 
 
 Thou,  our  Father' and  our  Lord, 
 Blest  thy  majesty  forever, 
 
 Ever  be  thy  name  adored. 
 
 2  Thine,  O  Lord,  are  power  and  greatness, 
 Glory,  victory  are  thine  own ; 
 
 All  is  thine  in  earth  and  heaven, 
 Over  all  thy  boundless  throne. 
 
 3  Riches  come  of  thee,  and  honor, 
 Power  and  might  to  thee  belong ; 
 
 Thine  it  is  to  make  us  prosper, 
 Only  thine  to  make  us  strong. 
 
 4  Lord,  our  God,  for  these,  thy  bounties, 
 Songs  of  gratitude  we  raise ; 
 
 To  thy  name  forever  glorious, 
 Ever  we  address  our  praise. 
 139 
 SONGS  anew  of  honor  framing, 
 
 Sing  you  to  the  Lord  alone ; 
 All  his  wondrous  works  proclaiming; 
 Jesus  wondrous  works  hath  done. 
 Glorious  victory— 
 His  right  hand  and  arm  have  won. 
 
 2  Now  he  bids  his  great  salvation, 
 Through  the  heathen  lands  be  told: 
 
 Tidings  spread  through  every  nation, 
 And  his  acts  of  grace  unfold : 
 All  the  heathen 
 Shall  his  righteousness  behold. 
 
 3  Shout  aloud— and  hail  the  Saviour ; 
 Jesus,  Lord  of  all.  proclaim! 
 
 As  ye  triumph  in  his  favor, 
 Spread  abroad  his  matchless  fame: 
 Loud  rejoicing- 
 Shout  the  honors  of  his  name. 
 Hallelujah. 
 Halleluiah !  Hallelujah ! 
 Hallelujah !  Praise  the  Lord  I 
 
(79) 
 
 Carlow  190.        140    8s,  7s  and  4s.        Greece  188. 
 Prayers  for  all  men. 
 YES  i  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking ; 
 
 Joyful  times  are  near  at  hand : 
 God— the  mighty  God  is  speaking, 
 By  his  word  in  every  landl 
 When  he  chooses, 
 Darkness  flies  at  his  command. 
 
 2  While  the  foe  becomes  more  daring, 
 While  he  enters  like  a  flood, 
 
 Christ,  our  Saviour,  is  preparing 
 Means  to  spread  his  truth  abroad 
 
 Every  language 
 Soon  shall  tell  the  love  of  God. 
 
 3  Oh !  'tis  pleasant— 'tis  reviving* 
 To  our  hearts  to  hear  each  day  ; 
 
 Joyful  news  from  far  arriving, 
 How  the  sospel  wins  its  way ; 
 
 Those  enlightning, 
 Who  in  death  and  darkness  lay, 
 
 4  God  of  Jacob,  high  and  glorious, 
 Let  thy  people  see  thy  hand, 
 
 Let  the  gospel  be  victorious 
 Through  the  world— in  every  land: 
 
 Then  shall  idols 
 Perish,  Lord,  at  thy  command. 
 141 
 LIGHT  of  them  who  sit  in  darkness, 
 
 Rise  and  shine— thy  blessings  bring ; 
 Light  to  lighten  all  the  Gentiles  ! 
 Kise  with  healing  in  thy  wing : 
 
 To  thy  brightness 
 Let  all  kings  and  nations  come. 
 2  Thou  to  whom  all  power  is  given, 
 Speak  the  word— at  thy  command, 
 In  each  nation  under  heaven 
 Preachers  shall  pervade  the  land: 
 
 Lord,  be  with  them, 
 Who  for  truth  and  Scripture  stand. 
 
(80) 
 
 Helmsley  190.        142    8s,  7s  and  4s.       Fleming  187. 
 
 Readbig  of  the  Scriptures. 
 GIRD  thy  sword  on,  mighty  Saviour, 
 
 Make  the  word  of  truth  thy  car: 
 Prosper  in  thy  course  triumphant ; 
 All  success  attend-thy  war; 
 
 Gracious  victor, 
 Bring  thy  trophies  from  afar. 
 
 2  Majesty  combined  with  meekness, 
 Righteousness  and  peace  unite, 
 
 To  insure  thy  blessed  conquests- 
 Take  possession  of  thy  right: 
 
 Ride  triumphant, 
 Dressed  in  robes  of  purest  light. 
 
 3  Blest  are  they  that  touch  thy  sceptre 
 BlPst  are  all  that  own  thy  reign ; 
 
 Freed  from  sin— that  worst  of  tyrants — 
 Rescued  from  its  galling  chain  ; 
 
 Saints  and  angels, 
 All  who  know  thee,  "bless  thy  reign. 
 
 143  Kersham. 
 
 MAY  the  glorious  day  of  promise 
 
 Come  and  spread  its  cheerful  ray, 
 When  the  scattered  sheep  of  Israel 
 Shall  no  longer  go  astray : 
 
 When  hosannas 
 With  united  voice  they'll  cry. 
 2  Lord,how  long  wilt  thou  be  angry  1 
 
 Shall  thy  wrath  forever  burn  ? 
 Rise,  redeem  thine  ancient  people ; 
 Them  from  their  transgressions  turn : 
 
 King  of  Israel ! 
 Come  and  set  thy  people  free. 
 Doxology. 
 Glory,  honor,  praise  and  power, 
 
 To  the  Lamb  be  ever  paid : 
 Let  new  glories  every  hour, 
 Rest  on  his  adored  head. 
 
 Halleluiah!  hallelujah! 
 Rest  on  his  adored  head. 
 
(81) 
 
 Kendall  1S9.  144    3s,  7s  and  4s.  Sob. 
 
 Teaching  and  Preaching. 
 COME,  thou  soul-transforming  Saviour, 
 
 Bless  the  sower  and  the  seed : 
 Let  each  heart  possess  thy  favor; 
 Raise  the  weak— the  hungry  feed : 
 
 By  file  gospel 
 Now  supply  thy  people's  need. 
 
 2  We  are  come  to  seek  thy  blessing  ; 
 
 Thou  art  here  thy  grace  to  give ; 
 Let  us  all  thy  love  possessing, 
 
 Joyfully  the  truth  receive  ; 
 And  forever 
 
 To  thy  praise  and  glory  live. 
 
 145 
 
 ON  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 
 Lo!  the  sacred  herald  stands ! 
 
 Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing, 
 Zion,  long  in  hostile  lands. 
 Mourning  Captive, 
 God  himself  shall  loose  thy  bands 
 
 2  Lo  !  thy  Son  is  risen  in  glory ! 
 God  himself  appears  thy  friend ; 
 
 All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee ; 
 Here  their  boasted  triumphs  end; 
 
 Great  Deliverance, 
 Zion's  King  vouchsafes  to  send : 
 
 3  Enemies  no  more  shall  trouble; 
 All  thy  wrongs  shall  be  redressed; 
 
 For  thy  shame  thou  shalt  have  double, 
 In  thy  Maker's  favor  blest; 
 
 All  thy  conflicts 
 End  in  an  eternal  rest. 
 
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 Vesper  Hymn.       146    8s,  7s  and  4s.      Siberia  193 
 MEN  of  God,  go  take  your  stations ; 
 
 Darkness  reigns  throughout  the  earth: 
 Go,  proclaim  among  the  nations, 
 Joyful  news  of  heavenly  birth : 
 
 Bear  the  tidings- 
 Tidings  of  the  Saviour's  worth. 
 
 2  Of  thy  gospel  not  ashamed— 
 'Tis  the  power  of  God  to  save ; 
 
 Go  where  Christ  was  never  named, 
 Publish  freedom  to  the  slave : 
 
 Blessed  freedom ! 
 Freedom  Zion's  children  have. 
 
 3  When  exposed  to  fearful  dangers, 
 Jesus  will  his  own  defend ; 
 
 Borne  afar  'midst  foes  and  strangers, 
 Jesus  will  appear  your  friend: 
 
 He  is  with  you— 
 He  will  guide  you  to  the  end. 
 147 
 O'ER  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness, 
 
 Look  my  soul  be  still  and  gaze : 
 All  the  promises  do  travail 
 "With  a  glorious  day  of  grace, 
 
 Blessed  jubilee, 
 Let  the  glorious  morning  dawn. 
 
 2  Let  the  Indian,  let  the  Negro, 
 Let  the  rude  barbarian  see, 
 
 That  divine  and  glorious  conquest 
 Once  obtained  on  Calvary: 
 
 Let  the  gospel 
 Loud  resound  from  pole  to  pole. 
 
 3  Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  gospel, 
 Win  and  conquer,  never  cease ; 
 
 May  thy  lasting  wide  dominion, 
 Multiply  and  still  increase: 
 Sway  thy  sceptre- 
 Saviour,  nJ  the  world  around. 
 
(83) 
 
 Greece  IS?.       J4S  Ss,  7s  and  4s=       Tamworth  18 
 Reception  of  Members. 
 MAY  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour, 
 
 And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
 With  the  holy  Spirit's  favor 
 Rest  upon  you  from  above : 
 
 Yes,  forever, 
 Rest  upon  you  from  above. 
 
 2  So  may  we  abide  in  union, 
 With  each  other  and  the  Lord ; 
 
 And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 
 Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford : 
 
 Yes,  forever, 
 Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 
 
 3  And  whene'er  the  signal's  given, 
 Us  from  earth  to  call  away ; 
 
 Borne  on  angel's  wings  to  heaven, 
 Glad  the  summons  to  obey : 
 
 May  we  ready 
 Rise  and  reign  in  endless  day. 
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 GOD  of  our  salvation,  hear  us, 
 
 Bless  those  youthful  converts  so, 
 That  while  e'er  they  are  thus  near  us, 
 They  may  strong  and  fruitful  grow. 
 
 Saviour,  keep  them— 
 Keep  them  safe  from  every  foe. 
 
 2  May  they  live  in  view  of  heaven, 
 Where,  they  hope,  to  see  thy  face ; 
 
 Save  them  from  unhallowed  leaven, 
 All  that  might  obscure  thy  grace ; 
 
 Keep  them  walking 
 Each  in  his  appointed  place. 
 
 3  As  their  steps  draw  near  and  nearer, 
 To  the  place  they  call  their  home, 
 
 May  their  views  of  heaven  grow  clearer- 
 Hopes  more  bright  of  joys  to  come : 
 
 And  when  dying- 
 May  thy  presence  cheer  the  gloom. 
 
(  84  ) 
 
 Oliphant  19!.        150  8s,  7s  and  4s.       Kendal  1S9. 
 The  Lord's  Supper. 
 SWEET  the  moment,  rich  in  blessing, 
 
 Which  before  the  cross  we  spend: 
 Life  and  health,  and  peace  possessing, 
 From  the  dvin?  sinner's  friend. 
 Hallelujah!  hallelujah! 
 From  the  dying  sinner's  friend. 
 
 2  Truly  blessed  in  our  station, 
 Low  before  his  cross  we  lie; 
 
 While  we  see  divine  compassion, 
 Beaming  in  his  gracious  eye. 
 
 3  Love  and  grief  our  hearts  dividing, 
 With  our  tears  his  feet  we'll  bathe; 
 
 Constant  still,  in  faith  abiding, 
 Life  deriving  from  his  death. 
 
 4  May  we  still  enjoy  this  feeling, 
 Still  to  our  Redeemer  go : 
 
 Prove  his  wounds  each  day  more  healing, 
 And  himself  more  truly  know. 
 1 5 1  8s>  7s  and  4s- 
 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. 
 
 Hallelujah- 
 Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end. 
 
 2  Which  of  all  our  friends  to  save  us, 
 Could  or  would  have  shed  his  blood  ? 
 
 But  this  Saviour  died  to  have  us 
 Reconciled  in  him  to  God. 
 
 3  When  he  lived  on  eanh  abased, 
 Friend  of  sinners  was  his  name; 
 
 Now  above  all  glory  raised, 
 He  rejoices  in  the  same. 
 
 Hallelujah- 
 He  rejoices  in  the  same. 
 
(85) 
 
 Helmsly  190.        \ 59  8s,  7s  and  4s.         Kendall  180. 
 LOOK !  ye  Saints,  the  sight  is  glorious ; 
 
 See  the  man  of  sorrownow, 
 From  the  fight  return'd  victorious ; 
 Every  knee  to  him  shall  bow  : 
 
 Crown  him— crown  him— 
 Crowns  become  the  Victor's  brow. 
 2  Hark  !  those  bursts  of  acclamation- 
 Hark  !  those  loud  triumphant  chords- 
 Jesus  takes  the  highest  station  : 
 O  what  joy  this  sight  affords ! 
 
 Crown  him— crown  him— 
 King  of  kings  and  Lord  of  lords. 
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 LIGHT  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling 
 
 Borders  on  the  shades  of  death, 
 Rise  on  us,  thyself  revealing, 
 Rise  to  chase  the  clouds  beneath. 
 
 Hallelujah- 
 Rise  to  chase  the  clouds  beneath. 
 
 2  Now  we  wait    thy     re-appearing  • 
 Life  and  joy  thy  beams  impart, 
 
 Calming  all  our  fears,  and  cheering 
 Every  meek  and  contrite  heart. 
 
 3  Save  us  in  thy  great  compassion, 
 Oh  thou  Prince' of  Peace  and  love ! 
 
 All  the  fulness  of  salvation, 
 Let  thy  waiting  people  prove. 
 
 4  By  thine  all-sufficient  merit, 
 Every  burdened  soul  release ; 
 
 Every  weary  wandering  spirit, 
 Guide  into  thy  perfect  peace. 
 
 5  Thou,  of  life  and  light  Creator, 
 In  our  darkest  moments  rise ; 
 
 Scatter  all  the  night  of  nature, 
 Pour  the  day  upon  our  eyes. 
 
 Hallelujah- 
 Pour  the  day  upon  our  eyes. 
 
(86) 
 
 Sicily  182.        154  Ss,  7s  and  4s.       Greenville  182. 
 The  Fellowship. 
 WITH  my  substance  I  will  honor 
 
 My  Redeemer  and  my  Lord ; 
 Were  ten  thousand  worlds  my  manor. 
 All  were  nothing  to  his  word. 
 
 Hallelujah— 
 Now  we  offer  to  the  Lord. 
 
 2  While  the  heralds  of  salvation, 
 His  abounding  graee  proclaim ; 
 
 Let  his  saints  of  every  station, 
 Gladly  join  to  spread  his  fame. 
 
 Hallelujah- 
 Gifts  we  offer  to  hi  s  name. 
 
 3  May  his  kingdom  be  promoted ; 
 May  the  world  the  Saviour  know ; 
 
 Be  to  him  these  gifts  devoted, 
 For  to  him  my  all  I  owe. 
 
 Hallelujah- 
 Run  ye  heralds  to  and  fro. 
 
 4  Praise  the  Saviour,  all  ye  nations, 
 Praise  him  all  ye  hosts  above ; 
 
 Shout  with  joyful  acclamations, 
 His  divine,  victorious  love. 
 
 Hallelujah— 
 By  this  gift  our  love  we'll  prove. 
 155 
 
 Hosanna. 
 HOSANNA!  Christ  shall  reign 'victorious, 
 
 All  the  earth  shall  own  his  sway; 
 He  will  make  his  Kingdom  glorious, 
 He  shall  reign  through  endless  day. 
 Hallelujah—, 
 Praise  him,  all  ye  nations  praise  him. 
 
 Praise  him  all  ye  hosts  above ; 
 Praise  him  for  his  great  salvation, 
 Praise  him  for  his  boundless  love. 
 
 Hallelujah— 
 These  the  anthems  of  our  Love. 
 
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 Set  piece  277.  156 
 
 Dismission. 
 JiORD  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 
 
 Bid  us  all  depart  in  peace ; 
 \ietus  each  thy  love  possessing, 
 Triumph  in  redeeming  grace. 
 t  Fill  each  breast  with  consolation, 
 
 Up  to  thee  our  voices  raise ; 
 (VTien  we  reach  that  blissful  station, 
 Then  we'll  give  thee  nobler  praise. 
 %  Thanks  we  give  and  adoration 
 For  the  gospel's  joyful  sound ;  , 
 JVTay  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
 
 In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound. 
 4  Then  whene'er  the  signal's  given, 
 
 Us  from  earth  to  call  away, 
 Borne  on  angel's  wings  to  heaven, 
 We  the  summons  will  obey. 
 Hallelujah! 
 Harp  277.  157 
 
 GOD  of  our  salvation,  hear  us ; 
 Bless,  oh  bless  us,  ere  we  go ; 
 When  we  join  the  world,  be  near  us, 
 
 Lest  we  cold  or  careless  grow. 
 2  Praise  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator! 
 Praise  to  thee  from  every  tongue  ; 
 Join  my  soul  with  every  creature. 
 
 Join  the  universal  song. 
 3*Father,  source  of  all  compassion , 
 
 'Pure  unbounded  grace  is  thine, 
 Hail  the  God  of  our  salvation !  ■ 
 
 •Praise  him  for  his  love  divine. 
 4  For  ten  thousand  blessings  given, 
 
 For  the  hope  of  future  joy, 
 Sound  his  praise  through  earth  and  heaven. 
 Sound  Jehovah's  praise  on  high. 
 p  •  Hallelujah! 
 End  of  Service  4th. 
 
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 158  c.  M 
 
 Introduction  to  Service  5th. 
 WITH  joy  we  hail  the  sacred  day, 
 
 Which  God  has  called  his  own  : 
 With  joy  the  summons  we  obey, 
 
 To  worship  at  his  throne. 
 
 2  Thy  tabernacles,  Lord,  how  fair! 
 Where  willing  votaries  throne, 
 
 To  breathe  the  humble  fervent  prayer— 
 And  pour  the  choral  song. 
 
 3  Saviour  of  men,  O  deign  to  dwell 
 Within  thy  church  below : 
 
 Mahe  her  in  holiness  excel, 
 With  pure  devotion  glow. 
 
 4  Let  p<^ace  within  her  walls  be  found- 
 Let  all  her  sons  unite, 
 
 To  spread  with  grateful  zeal  around 
 Her  clear  and  shining  light. 
 
 5  Great  God,  we  hail  the  sacred  day, 
 Which  thou  hast  called  thine  own: 
 
 With  joy  the  summons  we  obey. 
 
 To  worship  at  thy  throne. 
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 THE  Saviour  ris'n  to-day  we  praise. 
 
 In  concert  with  the  bless'd ; 
 For  now  we  see  his  work  complete, 
 
 And  enter  into  rest, 
 
 2  On  this  first  day  a  brighter  scene 
 Of  glory  was  display'd 
 
 By  the  Creating  Word,  than  when 
 Th?  universe  was  made. 
 
 3  Hp  rises  who  mankind  has  bought 
 With  grief  and  pain  extreme  ; 
 
 'Twas  great  to  speak  the  world  from  nought, 
 'Twas  greater  to  redeem. 
 
 4  How  vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal ', 
 Nought  can  forbid  hi3  rise  ; 
 
 'Tis  he  who  shuts  the  gates  cf  hell 
 And  opens  Paradiser 
 
(89) 
 
 Clyde.  160  L.  M.        Pomfret53.    Pilesgrove  6. 
 
 GIVE  to  God  immortal  praise, 
 
 Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  ways ; 
 "Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
 
 Repeat  his^mercies  in  your  song. 
 
 2  He  built  the  earth,  he  spread  the  sky, 
 He  fixed  the  starry  lights  on  high ; 
 
 His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 
 
 When  suns  and  moons  shall  shine  no  more. 
 
 3  Give  to  the  Lord  of  lords  renown ; 
 The  King  of  kings  with  glory  crown : 
 
 His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 
 
 When  Lords  and  Kings  are  known  no  more, 
 161 
 HAPPY  the  church,  the  sacred  place, 
 
 The  seat  of  thy  Creator's  grace ; 
 Thine  holy  courts  are  his  abode, 
 
 The  earthly  nalace  of  our  God. 
 
 2  Thy  foes  in  vain  designs  engage, 
 Against  thy  throne  in" vain  they  rage ; 
 
 Like  rising  waves  with  angry  roar, 
 That  break  and  die  upon  the  shore. 
 
 3  God  is  our  shield— and  God  our  Sun ; 
 '  Swift  as  the  fleeting  moments  run, 
 
 On  us  he  sheds  new  beams  of  grace, 
 And  we  reflect  his  brightest  praise. 
 162 
 
 OH  render  thanks  to  God  above, 
 The  fountain  of  eternal  love ; 
 
 Whose  mercy  firm  through  ages  past, 
 Has  stood,  and  shall  forever  last. 
 
 2  Who  can  his  mighty  deeds  express, 
 Not  only  vast  but  numberless ; 
 
 What  mortal  eloquence  can  raise 
 His  tribute  of  immortal  praise. 
 
 3  Oh  render  thanks  to  God  above, 
 The  fountain  of  eternal  love : 
 
 Whose  mercy  firm  through  ages  past 
 Has  stood,  and  shall  forever  last. 
 12 
 
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 Calmarl22.  163  S.  M.  OlmutZ  121. 
 
 GREAT  is  the  Lord,  our  God, 
 
 And  let  his  praise  be  great ; 
 He  makes  the  churches  his  abode, 
 
 His  most  delightful  seat. 
 
 2  In  Zion  God  is  known, 
 
 A  refuge  in  distress ; 
 How  bright  has  his  salvation  shone  ! 
 
 How  fair  his  heavenly  grace ! 
 164 
 THE  Lord,  the  sovereign  King 
 
 Has  fixed  his  throne  on  high, 
 O'er  all  the  heavenly  world  he  rules, 
 
 And  all  beneath  the  sky. 
 
 2  Ye  angels  great  in  might 
 And  swift  to  do  his  will, 
 
 Bless  ye  the  Lord,  whose  voice  you  hear, 
 Whose  pleasure  ye  fulfil. 
 
 3  Ye  heavenly  hosts  who  wait 
 The  orders  of  your  King, 
 
 Who  guard  his  churches  when  they  pray, 
 
 Oh  join  the  praise  we  sing. 
 165 
 TO  bless  thy  chosen  race, 
 
 In  mercy,  Lord,  incline, 
 And  cause  the  brightness  of  thy  face 
 
 On  all  thy  saints  to  shine. 
 
 2  That  so  thy  wondrous  work 
 May  through  the  world  be  known, 
 
 While  distant  lands  their  homage  pay, 
 And  thy  salvation  own. 
 
 3  Let  differing  nations  join 
 To  celebrate  thy  fame, 
 
 Let  all  the  world,  O  Lord,  combine 
 To  praise  thy  glorious  name. 
 
(91) 
 
 Westford  75.  166  c-  Mi  Broomsgrove. 
 
 COME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs, 
 
 With  angels  round  the  throne, 
 Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
 
 But  all  their  joys  are  one. 
 
 2  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 
 Honor  and  power  divine ; 
 
 And  blessings  more  than  we  can  give, 
 Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 
 
 3  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 
 To  bless  the  sacred  name 
 
 Of  him  who  sits  upon  the  throne, 
 
 And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 
 16T 
 OH  render  thanks  and  bless  the  Lord, 
 
 Invoke  his  sacred  name ; 
 Acquaint  the  nations  with  his  deeds, 
 
 His  matchless  power  proclaim. 
 
 2  Sing  to  his  praise  in  lofty  hymns, 
 His  wondrous  works  rehearse ; 
 
 Make  them  the  theme  of  your  discourse, 
 And  subject  of  your  verse. 
 
 168 
 
 ARISE,  ye  people,  and  adore, 
 
 Exulting  strike  the  chord ; 
 Let  all  the  earth,  from  shore  to  shore, 
 
 Confess  th'  Almighty  Lord. 
 I  Glad  shouts  aloud— wide  echoing  round, 
 
 The  ascending  God  proclaim; 
 jrhe  Angelic  Choir  respond  the  song, 
 
 And  shake  creation's  frame. 
 169 
 
 3  PEAISE  the  Lord  with  one  consent, 
 And  magnify  his  name ; 
 
 Let  all  the  servants  of  the  Lord, 
 His  worthy  praise  proclaim. 
 
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 Edyfieid  169.  170    "5-  Aufield  "1. 
 
 WHO,  O  Lord,  when  life  is  o'er, 
 Shall  to  heaven's  blest  mansions  soar? 
 
 Who  an  ever-welcome  guest, 
 In  thy  holy  place  shall  rest  ? 
 
 2  He,  whose  heart  thy  love  has  wanned ; 
 He  whose  will  to  thine's  conformed, 
 
 Bids  his  life  unsullied  run : 
 He  whose  words  and  thoughts  are  one. 
 
 3  He  who  trusts  in  Christ  alone, 
 Just  in  all  himself  hath  done : 
 
 He,  great  God,  shall  be  thy  care, 
 And  thy  choicest  blessings  share. 
 
 Ill 
 
 SWEET  the  time,  exceeding  sweet! 
 
 When  the  saints  together  meet ; 
 When  the  Saviour  is  the  theme — 
 
 When  they  join  to  sing  of  him. 
 
 2  Sing  we  then  eternal  love, 
 Such  as  did  the  Father  move : 
 
 He  beheld  the  world  undone, 
 Loved  mankind  and  gave  his  Son. 
 
 3  Sing  the  Son's  unfading  love ; 
 How  he  left  the  realms  above, 
 
 Took  our  nature  and  our  place, 
 Lived  and  died  to  save  our  race. 
 
 4  Sweet  the  place,  exceeding  sweet, 
 Where  the  saints  in  glory  meet ; 
 
 Where  the  Saviour's  still  the  theme, 
 Where  they  see  and  sing  of  him. 
 
 Hallelujah. 
 Praise  him,  O  you  sons  of  men ! 
 
 Hallelujah!  praise!  Amen! 
 Praise  him  in  the  heavenly  height, 
 
 Praise  him  with  eternal  might. 
 
(93) 
 
 Murray  161.  172  H-  M.  Haddam  158, 
 
 WELCOME  delightful  morn, 
 
 Thou  day  of  sacred  rest : 
 "We  hail  thy  kind  return ; 
 Lord  make  these  moments  blest. 
 From  low  delights  and  mortal  toys, 
 We'd  soar  to  reach  immortal  joys. 
 
 2  Now  may  the  king  descend,, 
 And  fill  our  hearts  with  grace ; 
 
 Thy  sceptre,  Lord,  extend, 
 "While  saints  address  thy  face : 
 [May  sinners  feel  thy  quickening  word. 
 'And  learn  to  know  and  fear  the  Lord. 
 
 3  Supply  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
 "With  all  his  gracious  powers, 
 
 To  those  who  know  thy  love, 
 And  bless  these  sacred  hours: 
 Then  shall  our  souls  revive  again, 
 Nor  worship  be  renewed  in  vain. 
 113 
 THE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 
 
 His  throne  is  built  on  high ; 
 The  garments  he  assumes 
 Are  light  and  majesty : 
 His  glory  shines  with  beams  so  bright, 
 No  mortal  eye  can  bear  the  sight. 
 2  And  can  this  mighty  King 
 
 Of  glory  condescend  ? 
 And  will  he  write  his  name, 
 Our  Father  and  our  Friend  1 
 We  love  his  name,  we  love  his  word, 
 Join  all  our  powers  and  praise  the  Lord. 
 All  Hail. 
 All  hail !  triumphant  Lord ! 
 
 Heaven  with  hosannas  rings ; 
 And  earth  in  humble  strains, 
 Thy  praise  responsive  sings  : 
 "Worthy  art  thou  who  once  wast  slain. 
 Through  endless  years  to  live  and  reign. 
 
(94) 
 
 Amsterdam.  174  "sand  6s.  Richmond. 
 
 LAMB  of  God,  whose  bleeding  love 
 
 "We  now  recall  to  mind, 
 Oh  send  us  comfort  from  above ; 
 
 May  glory  fill  the  mind. 
 
 2  Think  of  us— we  think  of  thee, 
 Each   waiting  soul  release : 
 
 "While  we  think  of  Calvary, 
 Oh  fill  our  souls  with  peace 
 
 3  By  thine  agonizing  pain, 
 And  bloody  sweat  we  pray- 
 By  thy  dying  love  to  man, 
 
 Take  all  our  sins  away. 
 
 4  "While  from  sin  thou'st  set  us  free, 
 From  weakness  too  release ; 
 
 While  we  think  of  Calvary, 
 
 Oh  fill  our  souls  with  peace. 
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 TO  the  hills  we  lift  our  eyes, 
 
 •The  everlasting  hills ; 
 Streaming  thence  in  fresh  supplies. 
 
 Each  soul  its  comfort  feels. 
 
 2  "Will  he  not  us  help  afford  1 
 
 Help  while  yet  we  ask  is  given ! 
 God  comes  down— e'en  God  the  Lord, 
 
 "Who  made  both  earth  and  heaven. 
 176 
 RISE  my  soul,  stretch  out  thy  wings, 
 
 Thy  better  portion  trace ; 
 Rise  from  transitory  things 
 
 To  heaven  thy  native  place 
 
 2  Sun  and  moon,  and  stars  decay, 
 Time  shall  the  earth  remove ; 
 
 Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 
 To  seats  prepared  above. 
 
(95) 
 
 SardisZW.  ITT    Ss  and  6s.  Palestine  2191 
 
 SING-  Hallelujah,  praise  the  Lord  ! 
 
 Sing  with  a  cheerful  voice ; 
 Exalt  our  God  with  one  accord, 
 
 And  in  his  name  rejoice. 
 Ne'er  cease  to  sing,  you  ransomed  host, 
 
 Or  in  your  Saviour  cease  to  boast, 
 Till  in  the  realms  of  endless  light 
 
 Your  praises  shall  unite. 
 2  There  we  .to  all  eternity 
 
 Shall  join" the  angelic  lays, 
 And  sing  in  perfect  harmony 
 
 To  God  our  Saviour's  praise. 
 He  hath  redeemed  us  by  his  blood, 
 
 And  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God ; 
 For  us,  for  us,  the  Lamb  was  slain, 
 
 Praise  ye  the  Lord !  Amen. 
 178    8s  and  4s. 
 Create,  O  God,  our  powers  anew, 
 Make  our  whole  hearts  sincere  and  true ; 
 O  cast  us  not  in  wrath  away, 
 Nor  let  thy  soul's-enlivening  ray 
 
 Ere  cease  to  shine. 
 2  Restore  thy  favor,  bliss  divine ! 
 Those  heavenly  joys  that  once  were  ours ; 
 Let  thy  good  spirit,  pure  and  free, 
 Uphold  and  guide  us  by  his  powers— 
 Thou  God  of  love. 
 179    Ssand4s. 
 
 LORD,  though  the  nations  sit  beneath 
 The  darkness  of  o'erspreading  death, 
 Thou  wilt  arise  with  light  divine, 
 On  Zion's  holy  towers  to  shine, 
 
 And  Christ  shall  reign. 
 2  Lord,  spread  the  triumphs  of  thy  grace, 
 Let  truth  and  righteousness  and  peace, 
 In  mild  and  lovely  forms  display 
 The  glories  of  the  latter  day. 
 
 Send  Christ  to  reign. 
 
(90) 
 
 St  Thomas  120.         ISO  S.  M.        Paddington  118. 
 
 Solo. 
 "  THE  Lord  is  risen  indeed." 
 Semi-Chorus. 
 Then  justice  asks  no  more ; 
 Mercy  and  truth  are  now  agreed, 
 "Who  stood  opposed  before. 
 
 2  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed !" 
 Then  is  his  work  performed ; 
 
 The  mighty  captive  now  is  freed, 
 And  death,  our  foe,  disarmed. 
 
 3  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed!" 
 Then  hell  has  lost  his  prey  : 
 
 With  him  is  risen  the  ransomed  seed, 
 To  reign  in  endless  day. 
 
 4  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed !" 
 Attending  angels  hear; 
 
 Up  to  the  courts  of  heaven,  with  speed, 
 The  joyful  tidings  bear. 
 1st  Chorus. 
 
 5  Then  wake  your  golden  lyres, 
 And  strike  each  cheerful  chord ; 
 
 Join  all  you  bright,  celestial  choirs 
 To  sing  our  risen  Lord. 
 2d  Chorus. 
 
 6  Blessing  to  God  on  high  we  give ! 
 And  everlasting  praise ! 
 
 Holy  art  thou  in  all  thy  works, 
 
 And  just  in  all  thy  ways. 
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 AND  must  this  body  die  ? 
 
 This  mortal  frame  decay  1 
 And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 
 
 Lie  mouldring  in  the  clay  ? 
 2  God,  my  Redeemer,  lives, 
 
 And  nightly  from  the  skies, 
 Looks  down  and  watches  all  my  dust, 
 
 Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 
 
(97) 
 
 8  Arrayed  in  glorious  grace, 
 Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine ; 
 
 And  every  form  and  every  face 
 Look  heavenly  and  divine. 
 
 4  These  lively  hopes  we  owe 
 To  Jesus'  dying  love ; 
 
 We  would  adore  his  grace  below. 
 
 And  sing  his  power  above. 
 182 
 IN  expectation  sweet, 
 
 We'll  celebrate  his  praise, 
 Till  Christ's  triumphal  car  we  meet, 
 
 Then  sing  through  endless  days. 
 
 2  He  comes,  the  Saviour  comes, 
 Death  feels  his  mighty  sword  : 
 
 The  joyful  prisoners  burst  their  tombs, 
 And  rise  to  meet  their  Lord. 
 
 3  Thrice  happy  morn  for  those 
 Who  love  the  ways  of  peace. 
 
 No  night  of  sorrow  e'er  shalt  close, 
 
 Or  shade  their  perfect  bliss. 
 183 
 O  LORD  our  God  arise, 
 
 The  cause  of  truth  maintain ; 
 And  wide  o'er  all  the  peopled  world 
 
 Extend  thy  blessed  reign. 
 2  Thou  Prince  of  Life,  arise, 
 
 Nor  let  thy  glory  cease : 
 Far  spread  the  conquests  of  thy  love, 
 
 And  bless  the  world  with  peace. 
 
 5  Let  all  the  earth  arise, 
 
 To  God  their  Saviour  sing, 
 From  shore  to  shore— from  earth  to  heaven, 
 Let  echoing  anthems  ring. 
 Hallelujah. 
 Let  everlasting  praise, 
 Be  to  Jehovah  given: 
 Let  earth  with  all  her  thousand  lays 
 Exalt  her  songs  to  heaven. 
 13 
 
(98) 
 
 Lyons  213.  181    5s  and  6s.  St.  Micbartte 
 
 HOW  wondrous  and  great 
 
 Thy  works,  God  of  praise! 
 How  just,  King  of  saints, 
 
 And  true  are  thy  ways  ! 
 Oh  who  shall  not  fear  thee, 
 
 And  honor  thy  name  ! 
 Thou  only  art  holy, 
 
 Thou  only  supreme ! 
 2  To  nations  long  dark, 
 
 Thy  light  shall"  be  shown; 
 Their  worship  and  vows 
 
 Shall  come  to  thy  throne : 
 Thy  truth  and  thy  judgments 
 
 Shall  spread  all  abroad, 
 Until  all  "the  people 
 
 Confess  thee  their  God. 
 
 1S& 
 
 OH !  praise  you  the  Lord, 
 
 Prepare  a  new  song, 
 And  let  all  his  saint's 
 
 In  full  concert  join. 
 With  voices  united, 
 
 The  anthem  prolong, 
 And  show  forth  his  praises 
 
 In  strains  all  divine. 
 2  O  praise  you  the  Lord, 
 
 You  saints  of  his  house  : 
 His  wonders  record, 
 
 And  pay  him  your  vows: 
 Ye  angels  adore"  him. 
 
 Who  worship  on  high, 
 Fall  prostrate  before  him, 
 
 Whose  power  built  the  sky. 
 3  Yea  all  that  have  breath,  each  breath  now 
 accord : 
 Nor  cease  until  death,  exalting  the  Lord: 
 In  loud  adoration  advancing  his  praise, 
 The  Lord  of  creation!  the  Fou  ntain  of  grace. 
 
(99) 
 
 Henry  91.  186  C.  M.  Medford. 
 
 BEYOND  the  ?lit'ring  starry  sky, 
 
 Which  Goers' right  hand  sustains, 
 There,  in  the  boundless  world  of  light, 
 
 Our  great  Redeemer  reigns. 
 
 2  Legions  of  angels,  strong  and  fair, 
 In  countless  armies  shine, 
 
 At  his  right  hand  with  golden  harps, 
 To  offer  songs  divine. 
 
 3  Hail,  Prince !  they  cry,  forever  hail ! 
 Whose  unexampled  love 
 
 Mov'd  thee  to  quit  these  blissful  realms, 
 And  royalties  above  1 
 
 4  While  from  the  sons  of  men  on  earth 
 He  suffer'd  rude  disdain ; 
 
 They  threw  their  honors  at  his  feet 
 
 And  waited  in  his  train, 
 o  Through  all  his  travels  here  below 
 
 They  did  his  steps  attend : 
 Oft  gaz'd  and  wonder'd  where  at  length 
 
 This  3cene  of  love  would  end. 
 G  They  heard  him  in  the  garden  groan, 
 
 And  saw  his  sweat  of  blood ; 
 They  saw  his  pierced  hands  and  feet 
 
 Nail'd  to  the  cursed  wood. 
 
 7  They  saw  him  break  the  bars  of  death, 
 Which  none  e'er  broke  before : 
 
 And  rise  in  conq'ring  majesty, 
 To  stoop  to  death  ho  more. 
 
 8  They  brought  his  chariot  from  above, 
 To  bear  him  to  his  throne  ; 
 
 And  with  a  shout  exulting  cried, 
 "  The  glorious  work  is  done." 
 
 Hosanna. 
 Hosanna  to  our  God  above, 
 
 Who  rules  in  worlds  on  high, 
 On  earth  he  ilows  in  streamsof  love— 
 Of  glory  through  the  sky. 
 
(100) 
 
 Henry  91.  1S7C-M-  MedforiM. 
 
 JESUS,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold, 
 
 A  thousand  glories  more 
 Than  the  rich'gems  and  polish'd  gold 
 
 The  sons  of  Aaron  wore. 
 
 2  Once  in  the  circuit  of  a  year, 
 With  blood,  but  not  his  own, 
 
 Aaron  within  the  veil  appear'd  | 
 Before  the  golden  throne. 
 
 3  But  Christ,  by  his  all-pow'rful  blood, 
 Ascends  above  the  skies, 
 
 And  in  the  presence  of  our  God 
 Shows  his  own  sacrifice. 
 
 4  Jesus,  the  King  of  glory,  reigns 
 On  Zion's  heav'nly  hill ; 
 
 Looks  like  a  Lamb  that  had  been  slain, 
 And  wears  his  priesthood  still. 
 
 188 
 BEHOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 
 
 Amidst  his  Father's  throne, 
 Prepare  new  honors  for  his  name, 
 
 And  songs  before  unknown. 
 
 2  Let  elders  worship  at  his  feet, 
 The  church. adore  around, 
 
 "With  vials  full  of  odors  sweet, 
 And  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 
 
 3  Now  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
 Be  endless  blessings  paid : 
 
 Salvation,  glory,  joy,  remain 
 Forever  on  thy  head. 
 
 4  Thou  hast  redeemed  our  souls  with  bloody 
 Hast  set  the  pris'ners  free, 
 
 Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
 
 And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 
 Doxology. 
 All  hail !  thou  only  glorious  Lord ! 
 
 By  all  the  sons  of  men, 
 Be  thou  eternally  adored, 
 
 Amen,  Amen,  Amen. 
 
(101) 
 
 EdyfleM169.  189    7s.  Benerento. 
 
 GLORY  to  the  Eternal  King, 
 Clad  in  majesty  supreme ! 
 Let  all  heaven  his  praises  sing, 
 Let  all  worlds  his  power  proclaim. 
 
 2  Through  eternity  he  reigns 
 In  unbounded  realms  of  light ; 
 He  the  universe  sustains, 
 
 As  an  atom  in  his  sight. 
 
 3  Suns  on  suns  through  boundless  space. 
 With  their  systems,  move  or  stand, 
 
 Or  to  occupy  their  place, 
 New  orbs  rise  at  his  command. 
 
 4  Kingdoms  flourish— empires  fall, 
 Nations  live,  and  nations  die, 
 All  forms  nothing,  nothing  all — 
 At  the  movement  of  his  eye. 
 
 5  O  let  our  transported  souls 
 Ever  on  his  glories  gaze  : 
 Ever  yield  to  his  control, 
 Ever  sound  his  lofty  praise ! 
 
 190 
 HIGH  in  yonder  realms  of  light, 
 
 Dwell  the  raptured  saints  above, 
 Far  beyond  our  feeble  sight, 
 
 Happy  in  Immanuel's  love ! 
 
 2  Pilgrims  in  this  veil  of  tears, 
 Once  they  knew,  like  us  below, 
 
 Gloomy  doubts— distressing  fears- 
 Torturing  pain  and  heavy  wo. 
 
 3  Happy  spirits,  ye  are  fled 
 Where  no  grief  can  entrance  find 
 
 Lulled  to  rest  the  aching  head, 
 Soothed  the  anguish  of  the  mind ! 
 Doxology. 
 
 Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord- 
 Live  by  heaven  and  earth  adored 
 
 Filled  with  thee,  let  all  thines  cry, 
 Glory  be  to  God  most  hish  ! 
 
102) 
 
 Old  Hundred.  jgj  L.  M.  Denmark. 
 
 Service  oth,  in  Diverse  Metres. 
 WITH  one  consent,  let  all  the  earth, 
 
 To  God  their  cheerful  voices  raise ; 
 Glad  homage  pay  with  awful  mirth. 
 
 And  sing  before  him  songs  of  praise. 
 
 2  Convinced  that  he  is  God  alone, 
 From  whom  both  we  and  all  proceed ; 
 
 We,  whom  he  chooses  for  his  own, 
 The  flock  which  he  vouchsafes  to  feed. 
 
 3  Oh  enter  then  his  temple  gate, 
 Thence  to  his  courts  devoutly  press ; 
 
 And  still  your  grateful  hymns  repeat, 
 And  still  hisliame  with  praises  bless. 
 
 4  For  he's  the  Lord— supremely  good, 
 His  mercy  is  forever  sure ; 
 
 His  truth,  which  always  firmly  stood, 
 To  endless  ages  shall  endure. 
 192 
 
 HAIL  to  the  Prince  of  Life  and  Peace, 
 Who  holds  the  key  of  death  and  hell ! 
 
 The  spacious  world  unseen  is  his, 
 The  sov'reign  power  becomes  him  well. 
 
 2  In  shame  and  torment  once  he  died, 
 But  now  he  lives  forevermore ; 
 
 Bow  down,  you  saints,  around  his  seat, 
 And  all  you  angel  bands  adore. 
 
 3  Live,  live  forever,  glorious  Lord, 
 
 To  crush  thy  foes  and  guard  thy  friends ; 
 While  all  thy  chosen  tribes  rejoice 
 That  thy  dominion  never  ends. 
 
 4  Worthy  thy  hand  to  hold  the  keys, 
 Guided  by  wisdom  and  by  love, 
 
 Worthy  to  rule  our  mortal  lives, 
 O'er  worlds  below  and  worlds  above. 
 Doxology. 
 
 Holy,  holy,  holy  the  Lord  ! 
 He  lives  by  heaven  and  earth  adored ! 
 
 Filled  with  the  Lord,  let  all  things  cry, 
 "Glory  to  God  who  reigns  on  high !" 
 
(103) 
 
 Devizes.  1  93  C.  M.  ColeshiD. 
 
 Prayers  for  all  men. 
 HAIL  mighty  Jesus,  how  divine 
 
 Thou  all-victorious  Lord ! 
 
 The  stoutest  rebel  must  resign, 
 
 At  thy  commanding  word. 
 
 2  O  gird  thy  sword  upon  thy  thigh, 
 Ride  with  majestic  sway ; 
 
 Go  forth,  great  Prince,  triumphantly, 
 And  make  thy  foes  obey. 
 
 3  And  when  thy  victories  are  complete, 
 And  all  thy  chosen  race 
 
 Shall  round  thy  throne  of  mercy  meet, 
 To  sing  thy  conquering  grace. 
 
 4  Oh  may  our  humble  souls  be  found 
 Among  that  favored  band, 
 
 And  we  with  them  thy  praise  will  sound 
 
 Throughout  Immanuel's  land. 
 194 
 ALMIGHTY  Father,  now  behold 
 
 A  world  by  sin  destroyed : 
 A  chaos,  turb'lent  as  of  old, 
 
 Dark,  formless,  and  void  ! 
 
 2  Speak  thou  the  word— the  healing  sound 
 Shall  quell  the  deadly  strife, 
 
 And  earth  again,  like  Eden  crowned, 
 Bring  forth  the  tide  of  life. 
 
 3  If  sang  the  morning  stars  for  joy, 
 When  nature  rose  to  view, 
 
 What  strains  will  ansrel-harps  employ, 
 When  thou  shalt  all  renew. 
 
 4  And  if  the  sons  of  God  rejoice 
 To  hear  the  Saviour's  name, 
 
 How  will  the  ransomed  raise  their  voice 
 To  whom  the  Saviour  came ! 
 
 5  Lo,  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 
 Assembling  round  the  throne, 
 
 The  new  creation  shall  ascribe 
 To  sovereign  love  alone. 
 
(104) 
 
 Laban  132.  195  S.  M. 
 
 O  GOD  of  truth  and  grace, 
 
 We  bow  before  thy  throne, 
 And  plead  for  all  the  human  race, 
 
 The  merits  of  thy  Son. 
 2  Spread  through  the  earth,  O  Lord, 
 
 The  knowledge  of  thy  ways, 
 And  let  all  lands  with  joy  record 
 
 The  great  Redeemer's  praise. 
 196 
 TO  God  the  only  wise, 
 
 Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
 Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies 
 
 Their  humble  praises  bring. 
 
 2  'Tis  his  Almighty  love, 
 His  counsels  and  his  care, 
 
 Preserves  us  safe  from  sin  and  death, 
 And  every  hurtful  snare. 
 
 3  He  will  present  our  souls 
 Unblemished  and  complete, 
 
 Before  the  glory  of  his  face 
 With  joys  divinely  great. 
 
 4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 
 Shall  meet  around  the  throne, 
 
 Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 
 And  make  his  wonders  known. 
 19T 
 
 TO  bless  thy  chosen  race, 
 In  mercy,  Lord,  incline ; 
 
 And  cause  the  brightness  of  thy  face 
 On  all  the  saints  to  shine. 
 
 2  That  so  thy  wondrous  way 
 
 May  through  the  world  be  known ; 
 While  distant  lands  their  tribute  pay, 
 And  thy  salvation  own. 
 
 3  O  let  them  shout  and  sing 
 With  joy  and  pious  mirth ; 
 
 For  thou,  the  righteous  Judge  and  King 
 Shalt  govern  all  the  earth. 
 
(105) 
 
 Howard  106.  198  C.  M.  Bahama  103. 
 
 Reading  of  the  Scriptures. 
 FATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  word, 
 
 What  endless  glory  shines ! 
 Forever  be  thy  name  adorfcd, 
 
 For  these  celestial  lines ! 
 
 2  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 
 Exhaustless  riches  find ; 
 
 Riches  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
 And  lasting  as  the  mind. 
 
 3  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice, 
 Spreads  heavenly  peace  around : 
 
 And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
 
 Attend  the  blissful  sound. 
 199 
 WITHIN  thy  house,  O  Lord  our  God, 
 
 In  glory  now  appear ; 
 Make  us  the  place  of  thine  abode 
 
 And  shed  thy  brightness  here. 
 2  While  we  thy  mercy  seat  surround, 
 
 Thy  Spirit,  Lord,  impart, 
 And  let  thy  word's  all  cheering  sound, 
 
 With  power  reach  every  heart. 
 %  Here  let  the  blind  their  sight  obtain ; 
 
 Here  give  the  mourners  rest ; 
 Let  Jesus  here  triumphant  reign, 
 
 Enthroned  in  every  breast. 
 4  Here  let  the  voice  of  sacred  joy 
 
 And  humble  prayer  arise, 
 Till  higher  strains  our  tongues  employ, 
 
 In  realms  beyond  the  skies. 
 Festal. 
 Come,  now,  you  saints,  and  grateful  sing, 
 
 Of  Christ  our  risen  Lord— 
 Of  Christ,  the  Everlasting  King— 
 
 Of  Christ  th'  incarnate  Word. 
 
 14 
 
(106) 
 
 EclefieM  169.  200  *■  Granby  17L 
 
 THANKS  for  mercies,  Lord,  receive, 
 Pardon  of  our  sins  renew; 
 
 Teach  us,  henceforth,  how  to  live 
 "With  eternity  in  view. 
 
 2  Bless  thy  word  to  old  and  young ; 
 Grant  us  now  thy  peace  and  love; 
 
 And  when  life's  short  race  is  run, 
 Take  us  to  thy  house  above. 
 201 
 
 SAVIOUR,  bless  thy  word  to  all- 
 Quick  and  powerful  may  it  prove ; 
 
 0  may  sinners  hear  thy  call ! 
 Let  thy  people  grow  in  love.' 
 
 2  Thine  own  gracious  message  bless ; 
 May  it  work  thy  will  divine, 
 
 Give  the  gospel  ereat  success— 
 Thine  the  praise,  the  glory  thine. 
 
 3  Saviour,  bid  the  world  rejoice, 
 Send,  O  send,  thy  truth  abroad ! 
 
 Let  the  nations  hear  thy  voice- 
 Hear  it  and  return  to  God. 
 202 
 
 IN  thy  temple  we  appear, 
 Lord,  we  love  to  worship  here, 
 
 Here  without  the  veil  we  see 
 Much  of  heaven,  and  much  of  thee. 
 
 2  While  thy  glorious  name  is  sung, 
 Tune  our  lips,  unloose  our  tongue ; 
 
 Then  our  joyful  souls  shall  bless 
 Thee,  the  Lord,  our  righteousness. 
 
 3  "While  to  thee  our  prayers  ascend, 
 Let  thine  ear  in  love  attend ; 
 
 Hear  u»  while  thy  Spirit  pleads— 
 Hear,  for  Jesus  intercedes. 
 
 4  While  thy  word  is  heard  and  read, 
 Shed  thy  blessings  on  our  head ; 
 
 Let  thy  promises  and  love 
 Every  doubt  and  fear  remove. 
 
(107) 
 
 Anndel  112.  203  c-  M-  Corinth  105. 
 
 Before  Teaching. 
 ALMIGHTY  Father,  glorious  Lord, 
 
 Thy  precious  name  be  known ; 
 Touched  by  the  virtues  of  thy  word, 
 May  men  their  Saviour  own. 
 
 2  O  may  thy  word  awake  the  dead, 
 And  bid  the  sleeping  rise ; 
 
 May  every  guilty  sinner  dread 
 The  death  that  never  dies. 
 
 3  Let  all  receive  the  word  they  hear, 
 Each  in  an  honest  heart, 
 
 Lay  up  the  precious  treasure  there, 
 And  never  with  it  part. 
 
 4  0  let  the  sneaker  comprehend 
 Thy  word  of  truth  most  clear ; 
 
 Him  utterance  and  wisdom  send, 
 
 And  give  us  ears  to  hear. 
 204 
 FREQUENT  the  day  of  God  returns 
 
 To  shed  its  quickening  beams ; 
 And  yet  how  slow  devotion  burns  ! 
 
 How  languid  are  its  flames ! 
 2  Quicken  our  faint  desires  to  love ; 
 
 Our  follies,  Lord,  forgive, 
 O  may  thy  word  our  souls  improve, 
 
 And  teach  us  how  to  live. 
 8  Increase,  O  Lord,  our  faith  and  hope, 
 
 And  fit  us  to  ascend 
 Where  the  assembly  ne'er  breaks  up, 
 
 And  praises  never  end. 
 
 4  Where  we  shall  breathe  in  heavenly  air— 
 With  heavenly  lustre  shine- 
 Before  the  throne  of  God  appear, 
 
 And  feast  on  love  divine. 
 
 5  There  shall  we  join,  and  never  tire, 
 To  sing  immortal  lays, 
 
 And  with  the  bright  seraphic  choir 
 Sound  our  Immanuel's  praise 
 
(108) 
 
 Hebron  69.  205  L  **• 
 
 Reception  of  Members. 
 KINDRED  in  Christ  for  hia  name's  sake, 
 A  hearty  welcome  here  receive ; 
 May  we  together  now  partake 
 The  joys  which  only  he  can  giro. 
 2  To  you  and  us  by  grace  'tis  giv'n, 
 To  know  the  Saviour's  precious  name ; 
 And  shortly  we  shall  meet  in  heav'n, 
 Our  hope,  our  way,  our  end  the  same. 
 8  May  he,  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 
 Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above'; 
 Make  our  communications  sweet, 
 And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  lore. 
 4  Thus  as  the  moments  pass  away, 
 We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore ; 
 And  hasten  on  the  glorious  day, 
 When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 
 
 206 
 
 LORD,  we  adore  thy  conq'ring  grace, 
 Who  crown'd  the  gospel  with  success, 
 Subjecting  rebels  to  thy  yoke, 
 And  bringing  to  the  fold  thy  flock. 
 
 2  May  those  who  have  thy  truth  confesa'd. 
 As  their  own  faith,  and  hope  and  rest, 
 From  day  to  day  still  more  increase, 
 
 In  faith,  in  love,  and  holiness. 
 
 3  As  living  members,  may  they  share 
 The  joys  and  griefs  which  others  bear, 
 And  active  in  their  stations  prove, 
 
 In  all  the  offices  of  love. 
 
 4  From  all  temptations  now  defend, 
 And  keep  them  steadfast  to  the  end 
 While  in  thy  hout»e  they  still  improve, 
 Until  they  join  the  church  above. 
 
(109) 
 
 Bernard  64.  207  L  M-  LynuM. 
 
 Lord's  Supper. 
 »TWAS  on  that  night  when  doom'd  to  know 
 The  eager  rage  of  ev'ry  foe, 
 That  night  in  which  he  was  betray'd, 
 The  Saviour  of  the  world  took  bread : 
 3  And  after  thanks  and  glory  giv'n, 
 To  him  that  rules  in  earth  and  heav'n, 
 That  symbol  of  his  flesh  he  broke, 
 And  thus  to  all  his  foll'wers  spoke  :— 
 
 3  My  broken  body  thus  I  give 
 
 For  you,  my  friends,  take,  eat  and  live ; 
 
 And  oft  the  sacred  feast  renew 
 
 That  brings  my  wondrous  love  to  view. 
 
 4  Then  in  his  hands  the  cup  he  rais'd, 
 And  God  anew  he  thank'd  and  prais'd  : 
 While  kindness  in  his  bosom  glow'd, 
 And  from  his  lips  salvation  flow'd. 
 
 6  My  blood  I  thus  pour  forth,  he  cries, 
 To  cleanse  the  soul  in  sin  that  lies ; 
 In  this  the  covenant  is  seal'd, 
 And  heaven's  eternal  grace  reveal'd. 
 6  This  cup  is  fraught  with  love  to  men ; 
 Let  all  partake  who  love  my  name : 
 Through  latest  ages  let  it  pour 
 In  mem'ry  of  my  dying  hour. 
 
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 HERE  we  behold  the  dawn  of  bliss — 
 Here  we  behold  the  Saviour's  grace- 
 Here  we  behold  his  precious  blood, 
 Which  sweetly  pleads  for  us  with  God. 
 I  2  While  here  we  sit  we  would  implore 
 t  That  love  may  spread  from  shore  to  shore, 
 |;  Till  all  the  saints  like  us  combine 
 i  To  praise  the  Lord  in  songs  divine. 
 3  Here,  by  the  bread  and  wine,  we  view 
 |  What  boundless  curses  were  our  due : 
 But  through  the  off 'ring  of  our  Lord 
 More  than  was  lost  is  now  reetor'd. 
 
(110) 
 
 Wakefield  62.  209  L.  M.  Wtftfc. 
 
 For  the  Collection. 
 COME,  let  us  with  a  joyful  heart 
 
 In  this  blest  labor  share  a  part ; 
 Not  prayers  alone  but  off 'rings  bring, 
 
 To  aid  the  triumphs  of  our  King. 
 
 2  Our  hearts  exult  in  songs  of  praise, 
 In  hope  to  see  the  latter  days ; 
 
 Oh  may  we  not  forget  to  prove 
 By  generous  deeds,  how  much  we  love. 
 
 3  Wher'er  his  hand  has  spread  the  skies, 
 His  bounty  every  need  supplies ; 
 
 Shall  we  not  imitate  his  grace, 
 And  fill  with  gifts  this  favoring  place  * 
 
 4  A  generous  heart  the  Lord  approves, 
 A  liberal  hand  our  Saviour  loves ; 
 
 Come,  then,  you  saints,  approve  his  will, 
 And  let  your  gifts  his  treas'ry  fill. 
 
 210 
 
 THE  poor,  he  says,  you  always  have ; 
 
 To  such,  he  says,  you  still  may  give: 
 May  prayers  and  praise  to  God  arise, 
 
 For  what  his  church  this  day  supplies. 
 2  The  fellowship  our  God  approves, 
 
 Good  works  and  great  our  Saviour  loves ; 
 O  let  us,  then,  in  both  abound, 
 
 By  both  evince  our  faith  is  sound. 
 211 
 LET  those  instructed  in  the  Lord, 
 
 "With  reverence  hear  his  holy  word : 
 Supply  the  wants  of  those  who  teach— 
 
 Of  those  who  labor— those  who  preach. 
 2  A  double  honor  Christ  awards, 
 
 To  him  who  feeds— to  him  who  guards; 
 Oh  may  our  gifts  this  day  declare, 
 
 How  generous— how  sincere  we  are ! 
 
(Ill) 
 
 Harp  247.  212  &*  plBCB. 
 
 A  Parting  Hymn. 
 
 WHEN  shall  we  meet  again  ? 
 
 Meet,  ne'er  to  sever  ? 
 When  will  peace  wreath  her  chain 
 
 Round  us  forever  1 
 Our  hearts  will  near  repose, 
 Safe  from  each  blast  that  blows 
 In  this  dark  vale  of  woes, 
 
 Never,  no,  never. 
 
 2.  When  shall  love  freely  flow 
 
 Pure  as  life's  river : 
 When  shall  sweet  friendship  glow 
 
 Changeless  forever  ? 
 When  joys  celestial  thrill, 
 When  bliss  each  heart  shall  fill, 
 And  fears  of  parting  chill, 
 
 Never,  no,  never  1 
 
 3  Up  to  tbat  world  of  light, 
 
 Take  us,  dear  Saviour; 
 May  we  all  there  unite, 
 
 Happy  forever ! 
 Where  kindred  spirits  dwell, 
 There  may  our  music  swell, 
 And  time  our  joys  dispel, 
 
 Never,  no,  never. 
 
 4  Soon  shall  we  meet  again, 
 
 Meet,  ne'er  to  sever; 
 Soon  will  peace  wreath  her  chain 
 
 Round  us  forever : 
 Our  hearts  will  then  repose, 
 Secure  from  worldly  foes  ; 
 Our  songs  of  praise  shall  close 
 
 Never,  no,  never. 
 
(112) 
 
 Latbert  Hvran  244.  213  Brattle  Street  245b 
 
 Conclusion. 
 GREAT  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear ! 
 
 The  end  of  things  created  ! 
 Behold  the  Judge  of  man  appears, 
 
 On  clouds  of  glory  seated ! 
 The  trumpet  sounds  !  the  graves  restore 
 The  dead  which  they  contained  before  J 
 Prepare  my  soul  to  meet  him. 
 
 Bmtfle  Street  214  r-  V.  Harp  249. 
 
 WHEN  thee  we  seek,  protecting  Power! 
 
 Be  our  vain  sorrows  stilled ; 
 And  may  each  consecrated  hour 
 
 With  noblest  hopes  be  filled. 
 
 2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestowed,' 
 To  thee  our  thoughts  would  soar : 
 
 Thy  mercy  o'er  our  life  has  flowed— 
 Thy  mercy  we  adore. 
 
 3  In  each  event  of  life  how  clear 
 Thy  ruling  hand  we  see ! 
 
 Each  blessing  to  our  souls  most  dear, 
 Because  bestowed  by  thee. 
 
 4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  our  days, 
 In  every  pain  we  bear, 
 
 Our  hearts  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
 Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 
 
 5  What  gladness  wings  the  destined  hotu^ 
 Thy  love  our  thoughts  shall  fill, 
 
 Resigned  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower 
 Our  souls  shall  meet  thy  will. 
 
 6  Our  lifted  eyes  without  a  tear, 
 The  gathering  storm  shall  see, 
 
 Our  steadfast  hearts  shall  know  no  fear, 
 Those  hearts  will  rest  on  thee. 
 End  of  Service  5th. 
 
(113) 
 
 Weymouth  160.        215  H.  M.        Newbury  IB. 
 Introduction  to  Service  6th. 
 AWAKE  our  drowsy  souls, 
 
 And  burst  the  slothful  band; 
 The  wonders  of  this  day 
 Our  noblest  sones  demand. 
 Auspicious  morn !  thy  blissful  rays, 
 Bright  seraphs  hail,  in  sones  of  praise. 
 
 2  At  the  approachine  dawn, 
 Reluctant  death  resigned— 
 
 The  glorious  Prince  of  Life 
 In  dark  domains  confined : 
 Th' angelic  host  around  him  bends, 
 And  'midst  their  shouts  their  Lord  ascends. 
 
 3  All  hail  triumphant  Lord  ! 
 Heaven  with  hosannas  rines ; 
 
 While  earth  in  humble  strains, 
 Thy  praise  responsive  sines. 
 Worthy  art  thou  who  once  wast  slain, 
 Through  endless  years  to  live  and  reign. 
 216    H.  M. 
 YOU  boundless  realms  of  joy, 
 
 Exalt  your  Maker's  name  : 
 His  praise  your  sones  employ, 
 Above  the  starry  frame. 
 Your  voices  raise,  ve  cherubim, 
 ind  seraphim,  to  sine  his  praise 
 
 2  Let  all  adore  the  Lord, 
 And  praise  his  holy  name, 
 
 By  whose  Almighty  hand 
 
 >   a    ,T ^f1,1  from  nolhing  came : 
 Ind  all  shall  last  from  chanees  free, 
 lis  firm  decree  stands  ever  fast. 
 
 3  O  Zion,  tune  thy  voice, 
 And  raise  thy  hands  on  hieh- 
 
 Tell  all  the  earth  thy  joys," 
 And  boast  salvation  nio-h ; 
 -heerful  in  God,  arise  and  shine, 
 Vith  rays  divine,  stream  all  around. 
 
 15 
 
(114) 
 
 Eastburn  123.  217  &  M.  Shawmnt  MS 
 
 THE  Saviour's  glorious  name 
 
 Forever  shall  endure, 
 Long  as  the  sun,  his  matchless  fame 
 
 Shall  ever  stand  secure. 
 
 2  Wonders  of  grace  and  power 
 To  thee  alone  belong 
 
 Thy  church  those  wonders  shall  adore 
 In  everlasting  song. 
 
 3  Jehovah,  God  most  high ! 
 We  spread  thy  praise  abroad ; 
 
 Through  all  the  world  thy  fame  shall  fly. 
 
 O  God,  thine  Israel's  God ! 
 218 
 THY  name,  Almighty  Lord, 
 
 Shall  spread  through  distant  lands ; 
 Great  is  thy  grace  and  sure  thy  word, 
 
 Thy  truth  forever  stands. 
 2  Far  be  thine  honor  spread, 
 
 And  long  thy  praise  endure, 
 Till  morning  light  and  evening  shade 
 
 Shall  be  exchanged  no  more. 
 219 
 OUR  Maker  and  our  King ! 
 
 To  thee  our  all  we  owe ; 
 Thy  sovereign  bounty  is  the  spring 
 
 Whence  all  our  blessings  flow. 
 
 2  Thou  ever  good  and  kind  ! 
 A  thousand  reasons  move. 
 
 A  thousand  obligations  bind 
 Our  hearts  to  grateful  love. 
 
 3  Oh  let  thy  grace  inspire 
 
 Our  souls  with  strength  divine ; 
 Let  all  our  souls  to  thee  aspire 
 And  all  our  days  be  thine. 
 
 4  And  when  our  days  are  past, 
 And  we  from  time  remove ; 
 
 O  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest, 
 The  bosom  of  thy  love. 
 
(115) 
 
 Clifford  76.  220  C.  M.  Newton  TIL 
 
 SING  to  the  Lord,  in  cheerful  strain*, 
 
 Let  earth  his  praise  resound : 
 Let  all  the  cheerful  nations  join 
 
 To  spread  his  glory  round. 
 2  Thou  City  of  the  Lord,  begin 
 
 The  universal  song ; 
 And  let  the  scattered  villages 
 
 The  cheerful  notes  prolong. 
 8  Till  midst  the  strains  of  distant  lands, 
 
 The  islands  sound  his  praise ; 
 And  all  combined  with  one  accord, 
 
 Jehovah's  glories  raise. 
 
 221 
 
 TO  God,  our  strength,  your  voice  aloud, 
 
 In  strains  of  glory  raise ; 
 The  great  Jehovah— Jacob's  God, 
 
 Exalt  in  notes  of  praise. 
 
 2  Now  let  the  grateful  trumpet  blow, 
 On  each  appointed  feast, 
 
 And  teach  the  waiting  world  to  know 
 The  church's  sacred  rest. 
 
 3  With  psalms  of  honor  and  of  joy, 
 Let  all  his  temples  ring : 
 
 Your  various  instruments  employ, 
 And  songs  of  triumph  sing. 
 
 222  MelbaowS?, 
 
 COME,  let  our  hearts  and  voices  join, 
 
 And  strains  of  triumph  raise ; 
 Sing  to  the  Lord  in  songs  divine, 
 
 Our  Rock,  the  Saviour  praise. 
 2  Come  where  his  glory  he  displays, 
 
 Your  lips  in  thanks  employ : 
 Come,  speak  the  wonders  of  his  | 
 
 In  holy  songs  of  joy. 
 
(116) 
 
 1 149.  223  C.P.M.  Colunbia. 
 
 O  COULD  we  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
 O  could  we  sound  the  glories  forth, 
 
 That  in  our  Saviour  shine ! 
 We'd  soar  and  touch  the  heavenly  strings, 
 And  vie  with  Gabriel  as  he  sings, 
 
 In  anthems  all  divine. 
 
 2  We'd  sing  the  character  he  bears, 
 And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears, 
 
 Exalted  on  his  throne : 
 In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
 We  would  to  everlasting  days 
 
 Make  all  his  glories  known. 
 
 3  Well,  the  delightful  day  will  come, 
 When  our  blest  Lord  will  bring  us  home, 
 
 And  we  shall  see  his  face : 
 There  with  our  Saviour,  brother,  friend, 
 A  blest  eternity  will  spend, 
 
 Triumphant  in  his  grace. 
 224 
 GREAT  God,  our  voice  to  thee  we  raise ; 
 Tune  thou  our  lips  and  hearts  to  praise, 
 
 Thy  goodness  to  adore : 
 Our  life,  our  health,  and  every  friend, 
 From  thee  arise— on  thee  depend, 
 
 Kind  Father  of  the  poor ! 
 
 2  Stretch  o'er  our  heads  thy  guardian  wings, 
 Secure  the  weak,  0  King  of  kings ! 
 
 Our  shield  and  refuge  be  : 
 Thy  Spirit,  Lord,  conduct  our  days, 
 That  we  may  walk  in  all  thy  ways, 
 
 And  come  at  last  to  thee. 
 
 3  We  thank  thee  for  thy  precious  word, 
 And  all  thy  mercies,  gracious  Lord, 
 
 Oh  crown  us  with  thy  love. 
 Then  joy  shall  tune  our  constant  songs, 
 Till  we  shall  join  immortal  tongues, 
 
 In  nobler  praise  above. 
 
(117) 
 
 Dalston  155.  225  s-  p-  M-  Peters  l56< 
 
 THE  Lord  Jehovah  reigna, 
 
 And  royal  state  maintains, 
 His  head  with  awful  glories  crowned; 
 
 Arrayed  in  robes  of  light, 
 
 Begirt  with  sovereign  might, 
 And  rays  of  majesty  around. 
 
 2  Upheld  by  thy  command, 
 The  world  securely  stands, 
 
 And  skies  and  stars  obey  thy  word: 
 
 Thy  throne  was  fixed  on  high 
 
 Ere  stars  adorned  the  sky : 
 Eternal  is  thy  Kingdom,  Lord. 
 
 3  Let  floods  and  nations  rage, 
 And  all  their  power  engage  : 
 
 Let  swelling  tides  assault  the  sky 
 The  terrors  of  thy  frown 
 Shall  beat  their  madness  down ; 
 
 Thy  throne  forever  stands  on  high. 
 
 4  Thy  promises  are  true, 
 Thy  grace  is  ever  new ; 
 
 There  fixed,  thy  church  shall  ne'er  remove, 
 
 Thy  saints  with  holy  fear, 
 
 Shall  in  thy  courts  appear 
 
 And  sing  thine  everlasting  love. 
 
 226 
 
 ZION,  thrice  happy  place- 
 Adorned  with  wondrous  grace, 
 And  walls  of  peace  embrace  thee  round: 
 
 In  thee  our  tribes  appear, 
 
 To  pray  and  praise  and  hear 
 The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  sound. 
 
 2  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
 
 And  joy  within  thee  wait, 
 To  bless  the  soul  of  every  guest : 
 
 The  man  who  seeks  thy  peace, 
 
 And  wishes  thine  increase, 
 A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest. 
 
(118) 
 
 Moorfield  129.  227  S.  M.  Hudson  135. 
 
 LET  every  creature  join 
 
 To  praise  the  eternal  God : 
 Ye  heavenly  hosts  the  song  begin, 
 
 And  sound  his  name  abroad. 
 
 2  Thou  sun  with  golden  beams, 
 And  moon  with  paler  rays ; 
 
 Ye  starry  lights,  ye  twinkling  flames, 
 Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise. 
 
 3  He  built  those  worlds  above, 
 And  fixed  their  wondrous  frame; 
 
 By  his  command  they  stand  or  move. 
 And  ever  speak  his  name. 
 
 4  By  all  his  works  above, 
 His  honors  be  exprest ; 
 
 But  saints,  who  taste  his  saving  love 
 Should  sing  his  praises  best. 
 
 22  S 
 LET  party  names  no  more 
 
 The  Christian  world  o'erspread  ; 
 Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free 
 
 Are  one  in  Christ  our  head. 
 
 2  Among  the  saints  on  earth, 
 Let  fervent  love  be  found  ; 
 
 Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 
 With  equal  blessings  crowned. 
 
 3  Thus  will  the  church  below 
 Resemble  that  above, 
 
 Where  streams  of  pleasure  ever  flow, 
 
 And  every  heart  is  love. 
 Doxology. 
 Glory  to  God  on  high ! 
 
 We  hail  the  happy  morn ; 
 We  join  the  chorus  of  the  sky, 
 
 And  sing— the  Saviour  born. 
 
(119) 
 
 St.  Martins.  229  c-  M-  Litchfield  85. 
 
 AGAIN,  indulgent  Lord,  return 
 
 With  sweet  and  quickening  grace, 
 To  cheer  and  warm  our  sluggish  souls, 
 
 And  speed  us  in  our  race. 
 
 2  Awake  our  love,  our  faith,  our  hope, 
 Our  fortitude  and  joy : 
 
 Vain  world  begone— let  things  above 
 Our  happy  thoughts  employ. 
 
 3  Whilst  thee,  our  Saviour  and  our  God, 
 We  would  forever  own ; 
 
 Drive  each  rebellious  rival,  lust- 
 Each  traitor  from  the  throne. 
 
 4  Instruct  our  minds,  our  souls  subdue, 
 To  heaven  our  passions  raise, 
 
 And  let  our  life  forever  be 
 
 Devoted  to  thy  praise. 
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 AGAIN  our  earthly  cares  we  leave, 
 
 And  to  thy  courts  repair: 
 Again  with  joyful  feet  we  come 
 
 To  meet  our  Saviour  here. 
 
 2  Within  those  walls  let  holy  peace 
 And  love  and  concord  dwell  : 
 
 Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  ease, 
 The  wounded  spirit  heal. 
 
 3  The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye, 
 The  humble  mind  bestow ; 
 
 And  shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
 To  make  our  graces  grow, 
 
 4  May  we  in  faith  receive  thy  word, 
 In  faith  present  our  prayers ; 
 
 And  in  the  bosom  of  our  Lord 
 Unbosom  all  our  cares. 
 
 5  Grant  us  a  visit  in  thy  love, 
 Our  fainting  souls  to  raise  ; 
 
 O  pour  thy  blessing  from  above; 
 That  we  may  render  praise. 
 
(  120  )] 
 
 Paddington.  231  s-  M-  Dinvns  30, 
 
 ALMIGHTY  Maker,  God ! 
 
 How  wondrous  is  thy  name ! 
 Thy  glories  how  diffused  abroad, 
 
 Through  all  creation's  frame. 
 
 2  Nature  in  every  dress, 
 Her  humble  homage  pays ; 
 
 And  does  a  thousand  ways  express 
 Herundissembled  praise. 
 
 3  Our  souls  would  rise  and  sing, 
 Their  great  Creator  too, 
 
 Fain  would  our  tongues  adore  our  King, 
 And  pay  the  homage  due. 
 
 4  Let  joy  and  worship  spend 
 The  remnant  of  our  days; 
 
 And  still  to  God  our  souls  ascend 
 
 In  grateful  songs  of  praise. 
 132 
 AND  will  not  Jesus  hear 
 
 His  children  when  they  cry? 
 Yes— though  he  may  a  while  forbear, 
 
 He'll  help  them  from  on  high. 
 
 2  His  nature,  truth,  and  love, 
 Engage  them  on  his  side ; 
 
 When  they  are  grieved,  his  bowels  move 
 They  will  not"be  deceived. 
 
 3  Then  let  us  earnest  be, 
 And  never  faint  in  prayer; 
 
 He  wills  our  importunity, 
 
 And  makes  our  cause  his  care. 
 233 
 FROM  earliest  dawn  of  life, 
 
 Thy  goodness  we  have  shared; 
 And  still  we  live  to  sing  thy  praise 
 
 By  thy  great  mercy  spared. 
 2  Oh,  let  us  never  tread 
 
 The  broad  destructive  road, 
 But  trace  those  holy  paths  which  lead 
 
 To  glory  and  to  God. 
 
(121) 
 
 Spencer  95,  234  c- M-  London  84. 
 
 Service  6th,  in  Common  Metre. 
 
 HOLY  and  reverend  is  the  name 
 Of  our  Eternal  King ; 
 
 "  Thrice  holy  Lord,"  the  angels  cry- 
 Thrice  holy  let  us  sing. 
 
 2  The  deepest  reverence  of  the  mind 
 la  due  unto  the  Lord, 
 
 And  he  by  all  about  him  should, 
 With  reverence  be  adored. 
 
 3  With  sacred  awe  pronounce  his  name, 
 Whom  words  nor  thoughts  can  reach : 
 
 A  contrite  heart  shall  please  him  more 
 Than  noblest  forms  of  speech. 
 
 4  Thou  holy  God,  preserve  our  souls 
 From  all  pollution  free ; 
 
 The  pure  in  heart  are  thy  delight, 
 And  they  thy  face  shall  see. 
 
 235 
 
 AMID  the  splendors  of  thy  state, 
 
 O  God,  thy  love  appears, 
 Soft  as  the  radiance  of  the  moon, 
 
 Among  a  thousand  stars. 
 
 2  Sinai  in  clouds,  and  smoke,  and  fire, 
 Thunders  thine  awful  name, 
 
 But  Zion  sings  in  melting  notes, 
 The  honors  of  the  Lamb. 
 
 3  Angels  and  men  the  news  proclaim, 
 Through  earth  and  heaven  above : 
 
 And  all  with  holy  transport  sing 
 That  God,  the  Lord,  is  love. 
 Doxology. 
 Holy  and  just  in  all  thy  ways, 
 Art  thou,  O  King  of  saints ! 
 Through  endless  ages  are  thy  days, 
 And  nought  thy  nature  taints. 
 
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(  122  ) 
 
 Burford  94.  236  C  M.  Litchfield  85. 
 
 KEEP  silence— all  created  things,  . 
 
 And  wait  your  Maker's  nod, 
 My  soul  stands  trembling  while  she  singfl 
 
 The  honors  of  her  God. 
 
 2  Life,  death  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown, 
 Hang  on  his  firm  decree ; 
 
 He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne, 
 Nor  borrows  leave  to  be. 
 
 3  His  providence  unfolds  his  book, 
 And  makes  his  counsels  shine, 
 
 Each  opening  leaf— and  every  stroke 
 Fulfil   some  deep  design. 
 
 4  In  thy  fair  book  of  lifeand  grace, 
 Oh  may  I  find  my  name, 
 
 Recorded  in  some  humble  place, 
 Beneath  my  Lord,  the  Lamb. 
 
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 THE  Lord  our  God  is  clothed  with  might, 
 
 The  winds  obey  his  will  : 
 He  speaks— and  in  his  heavenly  height, 
 
 The  rolling  sun  stands  still. 
 
 2  Rebel  ye  waves— and  o'er  the  land 
 "With  threatening  aspect  roar ! 
 
 The  Lord  lifts  up  his  awful  hand, 
 And  chains  you  to  the  shore. 
 
 3  Howl  winds  of  night,  your  force  combine, 
 Without  his  high  behest, 
 
 You  shall  not  in  the  mountain  pine, 
 Disturb  the  sparrow's  nest. 
 
 4  His  voice  sublime  is  heard  afar, 
 In  distant  peals  it  dies ; 
 
 He  yokes  the  whirlwind  to  his  car, 
 And  sweeps  the  howling  skies. 
 
 5  Ye  nations  bend— in  reverence  bend; 
 Ye  monarchs  wait  his  nod, 
 
 And  bid  the  choral  songs  ascend 
 To  celebrate  our  God. 
 
(123) 
 
 Marlow99.  238  c- M.  Pataoi  TO, 
 
 Prayers  for  all  Men. 
 WHY  did  the  nations  join  to  slay 
 
 The  Lord's  anointed  Son  ? 
 Why  did  they  cast  his  laws  away 
 
 And  tread  his  gospel  down  ? 
 
 2  Attend,  0  earth,  while  God  declares 
 His  uncontrolled  decree  :— 
 
 "  Thou  art  mine  only  Son,  this  day 
 Have  I  begotten  thee." 
 
 3  Ask  and  receive  thy  full  demands,  , 
 Thine  shall  the  heathen  be  ; 
 
 The  utmost  limits  of  the  land 
 Shall  be  possessed  by  thee. 
 
 4  Learn,  then,  ye  princes  and  give  ear, 
 Ye  judges  of  the  earth ; 
 
 Worship Ihe  Lord  with  holy  fear, 
 Rejoice  with  awful  mirth. 
 
 239 
 
 THE  Lord  ascends  on  high, 
 
 To  rule  the  spacious  earth ; 
 The  merit  of  his  blood  he  pleads— 
 
 And  pleads  his  heavenly  birth. 
 
 2  The  nations  that  rebel, 
 Must  feel  his  iron  rod ; 
 
 He'll  vindicate  those  honors  well, 
 Which  he  received  from  God. 
 
 3  Be  wise,  you  rulers,  now, 
 And  worship  at  his  throne : 
 
 With  trembling  joy,  you  Princes  bow 
 To  God's  exalted  Son. 
 
 4  T.t  once  his  wrath  arise, 
 You  perish  on  the  place : 
 
 But  blessed  is  the  soul  that  flies 
 For  refuge  to  his  grace. 
 
(124) 
 
 Grafton  93.  240  C .51,  Litchfield  tt. 
 
 HOW  sad  our  state  by  nature  is ! 
 
 Our  sin,  how  deep  its  stains ! 
 And  satan  holds  the  captive  mind, 
 
 Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 
 2  But  hark !  a  voice  of  grace  divine 
 
 Sounds  from  the  sacred  word  ; 
 "Ho!  ye  despairing  sinners,  come, 
 And  trust  upon  the  Lord." 
 241 
 RELIEF  and  peace  alone  is  found 
 
 In  Jesus's  precious  blood  : 
 'Tis  this  that  heals  the  mortal  wound, 
 
 And  reconciles  to  God. 
 2  High  lifted  on  the  accursed  cross, 
 
 The  spotless  victim  dies  :— 
 This  is  salvation's  only  source— 
 Hence  all  our  hopes  arise. 
 242 
 AH,  how  shall  guilty  fallen  man 
 
 Be  just  before  his  God ! 
 If  he  contend  in  righteousness, 
 
 We  fall  beneatlThis  rod. 
 2  The  mountains  move  and  quake  with  fear, 
 
 And  own  bis  awful  nod  ;— 
 None,  none  can  meet  him  and  escape. 
 But  by  the  Saviour's  blood. 
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 GREAT  God  of  glory  and  of  grace! 
 
 We  own  with  humble  shame, 
 How  vile  is  our  degenerate  race, 
 
 And  our  first  father's  name. 
 2  And  can  such  rebels  be  restored  I 
 
 Such  natures  made  divine ! 
 
 O  let  the  nations  see  thy  grace 
 
 And  taste  this  love  of  thine. 
 
(125) 
 
 Dedham  112.  244  c-  M.  Dundee  84. 
 
 Reading  the  Scriptures. 
 HAIL  sacred  truth  whose  piercing  rays, 
 
 Dispel  the  shades  of  night ; 
 Diffusing  o'er  the  mental  world, 
 
 The  healing  beams  of  light. 
 2  O  Saviour,  send  thy  truth  abroad, 
 
 In  all  its  radiant  blaze ; 
 And  bid  the  admiring  world  adore 
 
 The  glories  of  thy  grace. 
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 D?  stained  with  guilt  and  full  of  fear, 
 
 "We  come  to  thee,  O  Lord, 
 There's  not  a  ray  of  hope  appears, 
 
 But  in  thy  holy  word. 
 2  Here  living  water  freely  flows, 
 
 To  cleanse  us  from  our  sin:  . 
 'Tis  here  the  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 
 
 Nor  danger  lurks  therein. 
 246 
 THE  volume  of  our  Father's  grace 
 
 Does  all  our  griefs  dispel ; 
 Here  we  behold  our  Saviour's  face, 
 
 And  learn  to  do  his  will. 
 2  Oh  may  thy  counsels,  mighty  God, 
 
 Our  roving  feet  command ; 
 Nor  we  forsake  the  happy  road, 
 
 That  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 
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 GREAT  God,  with  wonder  and  with  praiie, 
 
 On  all  thy  works  we  look ; 
 But  still,  thy  wisdom,  power  and  grace, 
 
 Shine  brightest  in  thy  book, 
 2  Here  are  thy  choicest  treasures  hid- 
 
 Here  our  best  comfort  lies ; ' 
 Here  our  desires  are  satisfied, 
 
 And  here  our  hopes  arise. 
 
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 Henry  9!.  248  C.  M.  Peterboro*  KB. 
 
 Teaching  and  Preaching. 
 ON  this  blest  day  a  brighter  scene 
 
 Of  glory  was  displayed, 
 By  Christ,  our  risen  Lord,  than  when 
 
 The  universe  was  made. 
 2  He  rises,  who  our  souls  hath  bought, 
 
 With  grief  and  pain  extreme ; 
 'Twas  great  to  speak  the  world  from  nought, 
 Twas  greater  to  redeem. 
 249 
 NOW  let  thy  servant,  mighty  Lord, 
 Feel  all  thy  quickening  powers : 
 Oh  may  he  by  thy  glorious  word 
 
 Arouse  these  heatts  of  ours. 
 2  Oh  may  his  mem'ry  well  approve 
 
 The  glories  it  supplies, 
 And  while  he  speaks  the  truth  in  love, 
 May  all  thy  saints  rejoice. 
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 OUR  deepest,  our  devoutest  wish, 
 
 To  God's  most  holy  name, 
 We  humbly  breath  that  he  may  bless 
 
 All,  who  the  truth  proclaim. 
 2  May  thousands  and  ten  thousands  feel 
 
 The  mercy  of  our  God  : 
 May  thousands  more  and  thousands  Still 
 Be  saved  by  Jesus's  blood. 
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 WITH  power  and  glory  let  thy  word 
 
 Like  mighty  thunder  roll : 
 And  like  the  lightnings  of  the  Lord, 
 
 Blaze  forth  from  pole  to  pole. 
 2  With  holy  zeal  inflame  the  heart 
 
 Of  such  as  preach  thy  name ; 
 Thy  sacred  counsels  to  impart, 
 And  all  the  world  reclaim. 
 
(137) 
 
 Corinth  105.  252  C.  M.  Conway  108. 
 
 QUICK  as  the  vital  spark  inspires 
 
 This  mortal  flesh  of  ours, 
 So  quick  the  word  of  Jesus  fires 
 
 The  soul's  immortal  powers. 
 
 2  He  speaks,  our  slumbering  spirits  wake 
 Astonished  and  renewed, 
 
 And  mounting  up,  his  grace  partake. 
 With  strength  divine  endued. 
 
 3  We  walk,  we  run,  we  leap,  we  fly, 
 Along  the  heavenly  way : 
 
 'Scaped  from  the  jaws  of  death,  on  high, 
 We  seek  a  brighter  day. 
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 THE  Lord  of  glory  let  us  praise, 
 
 In  concert  with  the  blest : 
 And  joyful  in  harmonious  lays 
 
 Employ  this  day  of  rest. 
 2  Lord,  may  we  still  remember  thee, 
 
 And  still  in  knowledge  grow; 
 Oh  may  we  more  thy  glory  see, 
 While  waiting  here  below. 
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 NATURE  in  all  her  thousand  forms 
 
 Bespeaks  thy  greatness,  Lord, 
 But  thine  authority  we  learn 
 
 In  thy  most  holy  word. 
 2  The  globe  itself,  alas !  grows  old, 
 
 The  heavens  themselves  decay, 
 But  thy  good  promises  shall  hold 
 Forever  and  for  aye. 
 
 Doxology. 
 Glory  and  honor,  praise  and  power, 
 
 Be  still  ascribed  to  God  ! 
 Glory  to  Christ  forevermore  ! 
 He  bought  us  with  his  blood, 
 
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 Meriden87.  255  C.  M.  Milbnrn  87 
 
 Reception  of  Members. 
 
 COME,  welcome,  friends,  approach  your  God, 
 
 With  new  melodious  song*; 
 
 Come,  render  to  almighty  grace, 
 
 The  tribute  of  your  tongues. 
 
 2  So  strange,  so  boundless  was  the  love, 
 That  pitied  dying  men, 
 
 The  Father  sent  his  gracious  Son, 
 To  give  them  life  again. 
 
 3  See,  Saviour,  see  these  willing  souls— 
 The  purchase  of  thy  blood  : 
 
 They  seek  a  home  within  thy  church, 
 The  place  of  thine  abode. 
 
 4  "Welcome,  thrice  welcome,  brethren,  friends 
 
 To  this,  his  sacred  rest: 
 Confide  your  interests  to  his  care, 
 And  lean  upon  his  breast. 
 
 5  Be  your  profession  still  adorned 
 With  ornaments  of  grace  ; 
 
 Let  truth  and  meekness,  prayer  and  praise, 
 Shine  forth  in  all  your  ways. 
 
 6  God  will  approve  the  deeds  of  such 
 As  do  his  truth  adorn  ; 
 
 And  bring  them  to  a  rich  reward— 
 The  resurrection  morn. 
 
 7  Hail !  brethren,  hail !  your  Father's  house 
 Is  blest  with  plenteous  store : 
 
 Here  Jesus  stands  with  bounteous  grace 
 ,    To  welcome  all  the  poor. 
 
 Benediction. 
 Blest  be  the  everlasting  God ! 
 
 And  blest  his  children  dear! 
 The  purchase  of  our  Saviour's  blood, 
 
 We  gladly  welcome  here. 
 
(129) 
 
 Harp  279.  256  C.  M. 
 
 Lord's  Supper. 
 TO  him  that  loved  the  sons  of  men, 
 
 And  washed  them  in  his  blood ; 
 To  royal  honors  raised  our  heads, 
 
 And  made  us  priests  to  God. 
 
 2  To  him  let  every  tongue  be  praise, 
 And  every  heart  be  love ; 
 
 All  grateful  honors  paid  on  earth, 
 And  nobler  songs  above. 
 
 3  Behold,  on  flying  clouds  he  comes, 
 His  saints  shall  bless  the  day ; 
 
 While  those  who  pierced  him  sadly  mourn, 
 In  anguish  and  dismay. 
 
 4  Thou  art  the  first,  and  thou  the  last, 
 Time  centres  all  in  thee— 
 
 Th'  almighty  Lord,  who  wast,  and  art, 
 
 And  evermore  shalt  be. 
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 WITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 
 
 Of  our  high  priest  above ; 
 His  heart  is  full  of  tenderness, 
 
 His  bowels  melt  with  love. 
 2  Touched  with  a  sympathy  divine, 
 
 H»  knows  our  feeble  frame ; 
 He  knows  what  sore  temptations  are, 
 
 For  he  has  felt  the  same. 
 
 258 
 THE  peaceful  gates  of  heavenly  bliss1. 
 
 Are  opened  by  the  Son : 
 High  let  us  raise  our  notes  of  praise, 
 
 And  reach  the  eternal  throne. 
 2  To  thee  ten  thousand  thanks  we  bring. 
 
 Great  Advocate  on  high ; 
 And  glory  to  the  eternal  King 
 
 Who  rules  above  the  sky. 
 
 IT 
 
(130) 
 
 Medfield96.  259  C  .  M,  Ferry  97. 
 
 AND  did  the  holy  and  the  just, 
 
 The  sovereign  of  the  skies. 
 Stoop  down  to  wretchedness  and  dust, 
 
 That  guilty  man  might  rise ! 
 
 2  Yes,  the  Redeemer  left  his  throne— 
 His  radiant  throne  on  high ; 
 
 Surprising  mercy  !  love  unknown ! 
 To  suffer,  bleed  and  die. 
 
 3  He  took  the  dying  traitor's  place, 
 And  suffered  in  his  stead ; 
 
 For  sinful  man— oh  wondrous  grace ! 
 For  sinful  man  he  bled ! 
 
 4  O  Lord,  what  heavenly  wonders  dwel 
 In  thy  most  precious  blood ! 
 
 By  this  are  sinners  saved  from  hell, 
 And  rebels  brought  to  God. 
 
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 HIS  reconciling  sacrifice, 
 
 Hath  answered  all  demands ; 
 And  peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies, 
 
 Come  to  us  by  his  hands. 
 2  'Tis  by  thy  death  we  live,  O  Lord, 
 
 'Tis  on  thy  cross  we  rest ; 
 Forever  be  thy  love  adored, 
 
 Thy  name  forever  blest. 
 
 261 
 
 BEHOLD,  what  pity  touched  the  hear 
 
 Of  God's  beloved  Son  ; 
 Descending  from  the  heavenly  court, 
 
 He  leaves  his  Father's  throne, 
 2  His  living  power  and  dying  love 
 
 Redeemed  unhappy  man, 
 And  raised  the  nuns  of  our  race, 
 
 To  life  and  God  again. 
 
(131) 
 
 262   C.  M. 
 
 The  Contribution. 
 LET  saints  obey  their  gracious  Lord, 
 
 And  shun  the  ways  of  hell ; 
 The  soul  who  will  not  hear  his  word, 
 
 Shall  not  with  Jesus  dwell. 
 
 2  As  waring  tempests  vex  the  world, 
 And  spread  their  ruin  round ; 
 
 So  men  of  state  from  life  are  hurled 
 And  never  more  are  found. 
 
 3  As  floods  bear  fields  and  fruits  away, 
 And  blast  the  hopes  of  men, 
 
 !  Ungodly  sinners  all  decay, 
 Nor  e'er  spring  up  again. 
 *  4  But  oh !  the  joy  and  bliss  of  heaver  t 
 
 'Tis  like  the  summer  ray, 
 f  With  light  and  life  it  shall  be  given 
 To  all  that  keep  his  way. 
 5  Then  gladly  bring  your  offering  nigti 
 
 The  precious  things  of  time— 
 For  heaven  and  all  beyond  the  sky, 
 O,  man  of  God,  are  thine. 
 
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 HERE  will  we  meet  the  Saviour's  poor. 
 
 And  fill  their  souls  with  bread ; 
 The  wretched  stop  at  Jesus'  door, 
 
 And  shall  be  largely  fed. 
 
 2  Accept,  0  Lord,  our  prayers  and  vows, 
 The  offerings  which  we  bring ; 
 
 Shall  fill,  like  incense,  all  thy  house— 
 The  palace  of  our  King. 
 
 3  Thanks  to  thy  great,  thy  gracious  i 
 For  all  that  we  receive  ; 
 
 'Tis  meet  that  we  should  share  the 
 And  all  thy  poor  relieve. 
 
(132) 
 
 Svranton  196.  204  &  **d  4s-  01ivet  19& 
 
 Parting  with  an  Evangelist. 
 SOUND,  sound  the  news  abroad, 
 Bear  you  the  word  of  God, 
 
 Through  the  wide  world ; 
 Tell  what  the  Lord  has  done, 
 Tell  how  the  day  is  won, 
 Tell  from  his  lofty  throne 
 Satan  is  hurl'd. 
 
 2  Far  over  sea  and  land, 
 'Tis  Jesus's  own  command, 
 
 Bear  you  his  name : 
 
 Bear  it  to  every  shore — 
 
 Regions  unknown  explore; 
 
 Enter  at  every  door- 
 Silence  is  shame. 
 
 3  Speed  on  the  wings  of  love, 
 Jesus  who  reigns  above 
 
 Bids  us  to  fly  ; 
 They  who  his  message  bear, 
 Should  neither  doubt  nor  fear ; 
 He  will  their  friend  appear, 
 
 He  will  be  nigh. 
 
 4  When  on  the  mighty  deep, 
 •He  will  their  spirits  keep, 
 
 Staid  on  his  word  ; 
 
 When  in  a  foreign  land, 
 
 No  other  friend  at  hand, 
 
 Jesus  will  by  them  stand- 
 Jesus  their  Lord. 
 
 5  You  who  forsaking  all, 
 At  your  loved  Master's  call, 
 
 Comforts  resign, 
 Soon  will  your  work  be  done, 
 Soon  will  the  prize  be  won ; 
 Brighter  than  yonder  sun 
 
 Then  shall  you  shine. 
 
(133) 
 
 Harp  279.  285  C.  M. 
 
 Conclusion. 
 JESUS,  we  love  thy  charming  name, 
 
 'Tis  music  to  our  ear ; 
 Fain  would  we  sound  it  out  so  loud, 
 
 That  earth  and  heaven  might  hear. 
 
 2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  our  soul, 
 Our  transport  and  our  trust ; 
 
 Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
 And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 
 
 3  0  may  thy  grace  still  cheer  our  heart. 
 And  shed  its  fragrance  there, 
 
 The  noblest  balm  "of  all  its  wounds, 
 The  cordial  of  its  care. 
 
 4  "We'll  speak  the  honors  of  thy  name, 
 With  our  last  lab 'ring  breath ; 
 
 And  may  the  fragrance  of  thy  name 
 Sustain  our  souls  in  death. 
 
 1  Doxology. 
 To  God  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
 
 Whom  all  the  saints  adore, 
 Be  glory  as  it  was— is  now, 
 And  shall  be  evermore ! 
 
 2  Doxology. 
 
 To  God  who  sits  upon  the  throne, 
 And  Christ  the  heav'nly  Lamb, 
 
 In  honor,  power,  and  wisdom  one, 
 We'll  join  in  loud  acclaim. 
 
 3  Doxology. 
 
 To  God  and  Christ  our  heavenly  King, 
 We'll  give  immortal  praise ; 
 
 And  by  the  Holy  Spirit  sing 
 Henceforth  to  endless  days. 
 
 End  qf  Service  6th, 
 
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 Rothwell  66.  266  I»  M-  Effingham  52. 
 
 Long  Metre  Service. 
 ALL-POWERFUL,  self-existent  God, 
 
 Who  all  creation  dost  sustain ! 
 Thou  wast,  and  art,  and  art  to  come, 
 
 And  everlasting  is  thy  reign. 
 
 2  Fixed  and  eternal  as  thy  days, 
 Each  glorious  attribute  divine, 
 
 Through  ages  infinite,  shall  still 
 With  undiminished  lustre  shine. 
 
 3  Fountain  of  being !  source  of  good ! 
 Immutable  dost  thou  remain ; 
 
 Nor  can  the  shadow  of  a  change 
 Obscure  the  glories  of  thy  reign. 
 
 4  Earth  may  with  all  her  powers  dissolve, 
 If  such  the  great  Creator's  will : 
 
 But  thou  forever  art  the  same ; 
 
 "  I  am  "  is  thy  memorial  still. 
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 PRAISE,  everlasting  praise  be  paid 
 
 To  him  who  earth's  foundations  laid ; 
 Praise  to  the  God  whose  strong  decrees 
 
 Sway  the  creation  as  he  please. 
 2  Praise  to  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
 
 Who  rules  the  people  by  his  word ; 
 And  that,  as  strong  as  his  decrees, 
 
 Reveals  his  kindest  promises. 
 26S 
 THOU,  Lord,  through  every  changing 
 
 Hast  to  the  saints  a  refuge  been ; 
 Through  every  age,  eternal  God, 
 
 Their  pleasing  home,  their  sure  abode, 
 2  In  thee  our  fathers  sought  their  rest, 
 
 And  were  with  thy  protection  blest ; 
 Behold  their  sons  a  feeble  race ! 
 
 We  come  to  fill  our  fathers'  place. 
 
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 01*  Hundred  41.        269  I*  M.  Hagoe. 
 
 NATURE,  with  all  her  powers,  shall  sing 
 Her  great  Creator  and  her  King : 
 Nor  air,  nor  earth,  nor  skies,  nor  seas, 
 Deny  the  tribute  of  their  praise. 
 
 2  Ye  seraphs,  who  sit  near  his  throne, 
 Begin  to  make  his  glories  known ; 
 
 Tune  high  your  harps,  and  spread  the  sound 
 Throughout  creation's  utmost  bound. 
 
 3  Oh !  may  our  ardent  zeal  employ, 
 Our  loftiest  thoughts,  and  loudest  songs, 
 Let  there  be  sung,  with  warmest  joy, 
 Hosanna  from  ten  thousand  tongues. 
 
 4  Yet,  mighty  God,  our  feeble  frame, 
 Attempts  in  vain  to  reach  thy  name : 
 The  highest  notes  that  angels  raise, 
 Fall  far  below  thy  glorious  praise. 
 
 2T0 
 NOW  let  all  angels  sound  on  high, 
 Let  shouts  be  heard  through  all  the  sky ; 
 Kings  of  the  earth  with  glad  accord, 
 Give  up  your  kingdoms  to  the  Lord. 
 2  Almighty  God,  thy  power  assume, 
 Who  wast,  and  art,  and  art  to  come ; 
 
 Jesus,  the  Lamb,  who  once  was  slain, 
 
 Forever  live— forever  reign. 
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 YES,  Mighty  Saviour,  thou  shalt  reign 
 
 Till  all  thy  haughty  foes  submit ; 
 
 Till  death  and  all  his  trembling  train, 
 
 Become  the  footstool  of  thy  feet. 
 
 2  "The  ransomed  shall  bless  thy  power ; 
 
 Thine  arm  shall  full  salvation  bring : 
 
 Thy  saints  in  that  illustrious  hour, 
 
 Shall  conquer  with  their  conquering  King. 
 
(136) 
 
 St  Paul's  47.  272  L.  M.  Duke  Street  65. 
 
 Prayers  for  all  men. 
 ARISE,  great  God  !  and  let  thy  grace 
 Shed  its  glad  beams  on  Jacob's  race ; 
 Restore  the  long-lost,  scattered  band, 
 And  call  them  to  their  native  land. 
 
 2  Their  misery  let  thy  mercy  heal, 
 Their  trespass  hide — their  pardon  seal ; 
 O  God  of  Israel !  hear  our  prayer, 
 And  grant  them  still  thy  love  to  share. 
 
 3  How  long  shall  Jacob's  offspring  prove 
 The  sad  suspension  of  thy  love  ? 
 Say— shall  thy  wrath  forever  burn  ? 
 And  shall  thy  mercy  ne'er  return  ? 
 
 4  Thy  quickening  message  now  impart 
 And  wake  to  joy  each  grateful  heart, 
 While  Israel's  rescued  tribes  in  thee, 
 Their  bliss  and  full  salvation  see. 
 
 273  Dresden. 
 
 O  FATHER,  let  thy  kingdom  come, 
 
 Thy  kingdom,  built  on  love  and  grace  ! 
 In  every  nation  give  it  room, 
 
 In  every  heart  afford  it  place : 
 The  earth  is  thine— set  up  thy  throne, 
 And  claim  the  kingdoms  as  thine  own. 
 2  Still  nature's  awful  darkness  reigns, 
 
 And  sinners  scorn  thy  holy  fear ; 
 Still  Satan  holds  the  heart  in  chains, 
 
 Where'er  thy  messengers  appear: 
 Oh  rise,  great  God,  in  love,  and  bless 
 All  nations  with  thy  righteousness. 
 
 274 
 
 ALL  power  is  to  our  Saviour  given ; 
 
 O'er  earth's  rebellious  sons  he  reigns; 
 He  mildly  rules  the  hos:s  of  heaven, 
 
 And  holds  the  powers  of  hell  in  chains. 
 2  Soon  the  redeemed  in  every  clime, 
 
 Yea,  all  that  breathe,  and  move,  and  live, 
 To  Christ,  through  every  age  of  time. 
 
 Shall  kingdom,  p^wer,  and  glory  give. 
 
(137) 
 
 Duke  Street  63.  275  &■  M.  Uxbridge  63. 
 
 Reading  of  the  Scriptures. 
 'TWAS  by  an  order  from  the  Lord. 
 The  ancient  prophets  spoke  his  word  ; 
 His  Spirit  did  their  tongues  inspire, 
 And  warm  their  hearts  with  heavenly  fire. 
 2  Great  God !  mine  eyes  with  pleasure  look 
 On  the  dear  volume  of  thy  book  : 
 There  my  Redeemer's  face  I  see, 
 And  read  his  name  who  died  for  me. 
 
 276 
 WE  love  the  sacred  book  of  God ; 
 No  other  can  its  place  supply : 
 It  points  us  to  the  saints'  abode, 
 And  lifts  our  joyful  thoughts  on  high. 
 2  Blest  book,  in  thee  our  eyes  discern ' 
 The  image  of  our  absent  Lord : 
 From  thy  instructive  page  we  learn 
 The  joys  his  presence  will  afford. 
 
 277 
 THE  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 
 In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines  ; 
 But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
 We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 
 2  Great  Sun  of  righteousness,  arise, 
 O  bless  the  world  with  heavenly  light; 
 Thy  gospel  makes  the  sinful  wise ; 
 Thy  laws  are  pure— thy  judgments  right. 
 
 278 
 NOW  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song ! 
 Awake,  my  soul— awake,  my  tongue : 
 Hosanna  to  th'  eternal  name, 
 And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim.  J 
 2  See  where  it  shines  in  Jesus's  face, 
 The  brightest  image  of  his  grace ; 
 God,  in  the  person  of  his  Son, 
 Has  all  his  mightiest  works  outdone. 
 IS 
 
(138) 
 
 Truro  48.  219  L.  M.  Roterdam. 
 
 Teaching  or  Preaching. 
 GRACE ! — 'tis  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme— 
 My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus's  name: 
 Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound ; 
 Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground ! 
 2  Oh !  may  I  reach  that  happy  place 
 Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  face ! 
 Where  all  his  beauties  we  behold, 
 And  sing  his  name  to  harps  of  gold ! 
 
 280 
 BRIGHT  King  of  glory-dreadful  God, 
 
 Our  spirits  bow  before  thy  seat ; 
 To  thee  we  lift  an  humble  thought, 
 
 And  worship  at  thine  awful  feet. 
 
 2  A  thousand  seijaphs,  strong  and  bright, 
 Stand  round  the  glorious  Deity  ; 
 
 But  who,  among  the  sons  of  light, 
 Pretends  comparison  with  thee  1 
 
 3  Now  let  the  name  of  Christ,  our  King, 
 With  equal  honors  be  adored  : 
 
 His  praise  let  every  angel  sing, 
 And  all  the  nations  own  him  Lord. 
 281 
 HE  lives— the  great  Redeemer  lives ! 
 What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives ! 
 And  now,  before  his  Father  God, 
 He  pleads  the  merits  of  his  blood. 
 
 2  In  every  dark,  distressful  hour, 
 When  sin  and  satan  join  their  power, 
 Let  this  dear  hope  repel  the  dart- 
 That  Jesus  bears  us  on  his  heart. 
 
 3  Great  Advocate,  almighty  Friend ! 
 On  thee  our  humble  hopes  depend ; 
 Our  cause  can  never,  never  fail, 
 
 For  thou  dost  plead,  and  must  prevail. 
 
(139) 
 
 282  L.  M.  Sheffield. 
 
 Teaching  or  Preaching. 
 THE  Saviour  lives,  no  more  to  die : 
 He  lives,  the  Lord  enthroned  on  high : 
 He  lives,  triumphant  o'er  the  grave : 
 He  lives,  eternally  to  save ! 
 
 2  He  lives,  to  still  his  servants'  fears : 
 He  lives,  to  wipe  away  their  tears : 
 He  lives,  their  mansions  to  prepare : 
 He  lives,  to  bring  them  safely  there ! 
 
 3  Ye  mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears, 
 Dismiss  your  gloomy  doubts  and  fears : 
 With  cheerful  hope  your  hearts  revive, 
 For  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  yet  alive ! 
 
 283 
 
 1  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives ; 
 What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives ! 
 He  lives— he  lives !  who  once  was  dead, 
 He  lives,  my  everlasting  head  ! 
 
 2  He  lives !— all  glory  to  his  name  ! 
 He  lives,  my  Saviour,  still  the  same ; 
 How  great  the  joy  this  sentence  gives, 
 "I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives!  " 
 
 284 
 OUR  dear  Redeemer  and  our  Lord, 
 We  read  our  duty  in  thy  word ; 
 But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears 
 Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 
 
 2  Such  was  thy  truth— and  such  thy  zeal, 
 Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will, 
 Such  love— and  meekness  so  divine, 
 
 I  would  transcribe,  and  make  them  mine. 
 
 3  Be  thou  our  pattern— make  us  bear 
 More  of  thy  gracious  image  here ; 
 Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  our 
 Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 
 
(140) 
 
 Uxbndge  63.  2S5  I»  M-  NotUway  4& 
 
 Reception  of  Members. 
 SO  let  your  lips  and  lives  express, 
 The  holy  gospel  you  profess ; 
 So  let  your  works  and  virtue  shine, 
 To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 
 
 2  Thus  shall  you  best  proclaim  abroad 
 The  honors  of  your  Saviour  God ; 
 When  his  salvation  reigns  within. 
 And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 
 
 3  Your  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied, 
 Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride; 
 While  justice,  temperance,  truth,  and  love, 
 Your  inward  piety  approve. 
 
 4  Religion  bears  your  spirits  up, 
 While  you  expect  that  blessed  hope — 
 The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord— 
 And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 
 
 5  Welcome,  then,  brethren  of  the  Lord, 
 The  rest  his  word  and  church  afford, 
 Accept,  and  may  his  grace  divine 
 Cause  you  in  deeds  of  love  to  shine. 
 
 2S6 
 THIS  happy  day  has  fixed  their  choice, 
 On  Christ,  their  Saviour  and  their  Lord; 
 Well  may  their  glowing  hearts  rejoice, 
 And  tell  the  glories  of  his  word. 
 
 2  Oh,  happy  bond,  that  seals  their  vows, 
 To  him  that  merits  all  their  love  ! 
 
 Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  the  house, 
 While  to  his  altar  now  they  move. 
 
 3  'Tis  done— the  great  transaction's  done, 
 They  are  the  Lord's— the  Lord  is  ours ; 
 Rejoice  in  Christ,  we  now  are  one : 
 Rejoice  to  feel  his  heavenly  powers. 
 
 4  Glory  to  God  in  endless  strains, 
 Through  endless  ages  still  be  given  : 
 Lo !  Christ  the  great  Messiah  reigns, 
 To  bless  our  souls  and  grant  us  heaven. 
 
(141) 
 
 Surry  71.  2ST  *-  S£  Danver»39 
 
 7%e  Lord's  Supper. 
 WHEN  we  survey  the  wondrous  cross, 
 
 On  which  the  Lord  of  glory  died, 
 Our  richest  gain  we  count  but  loss, 
 
 And  pour  contempt  on  all  our  pride. 
 
 2  See  from  his  side,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
 Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down : 
 
 Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
 Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  1 
 
 3  "Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 
 That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 
 
 Love  so  amazing— so  divine, 
 
 Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 
 
 2SS 
 
 HOW  ereat  the  wonders  of  that  cross, 
 
 Where  our  Redeemer  bled  and  died  ! 
 Its  noblest  life  our  spirit  draws 
 
 From  his  deep  wounds  and  pierced  side. 
 2  I  would  forever  speak  his  name, 
 
 In  sounds  to  mortal  ears  unknown ; 
 With  angels  join  to  praise  the  Lamb, 
 
 And  worship  at  his  Father's  throne. 
 289 
 NOW  let  our  faith  grow  strong,  and  rise, 
 
 And  view  our  Lord  in  all  his  love ; 
 Look  back  to  hear  his  dying  cries, 
 
 Then  mount,  and  see  his  thione  above. 
 
 2  See  where  he  languished  on  the  cross  ! 
 Beneath  our  sins  he  groaned  and  died : 
 
 See  where  he  sits  to  plead  our  cause, 
 By  his  almighty  Father's  side  ! 
 
 3  How  shall  we,  pardoned  rebels,  show 
 How  much  we  love  our  Saviour  God  ? 
 
 Lord !  here  we'd  banish  every  foe— 
 We  hate  the  sins  which  cost  thy  blood. 
 
(142) 
 
 Duko  Street  65.  290  L-  M.  AHerton  f 
 
 The  Lord's  Supper. 
 HERE  let  us  see  thy  face,  O  Lord, 
 
 And  view  salvation  with  our  eyes, 
 And  taste  and  feel  the  living  Word, 
 
 The  Bread  descending  from  the  skies. 
 
 2  Thou  hast  prepared  this  dying  Lamb, 
 Hast  set  his  blood  before  our  face, 
 
 To  teach  the  terrors  of  thy  name, 
 And  show  the  wonders  of  thy  grace. 
 
 3  Jesus,  our  light!  our  morning-star! 
 Shine  thou  on  nations  yet  unknown; 
 
 The  glory  of  thy  people  here, 
 
 And  joy  of  spirits  near  thy  throne. 
 
 291 
 
 NOW  to  the  Lord,  who  make,  ub  know 
 
 The  wonders  of  his  dying  love, 
 Be  humble  honors  paid  below, 
 
 And  strains  of  nobler  praise  above. 
 2  To  Jesus,  our  atoning  Priest, 
 
 To  Jesus,  our  eternal  King, 
 Be  everlasting  power  confessed  ; 
 
 Let  every  tongue  his  glory  sing. 
 292 
 JESUS,  thou  everlasting  King, 
 Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring ; 
 Accept  the  weil-deserved  renown, 
 And  wear  our  praises  as  thy  crown. 
 
 2  Let  every  act  of  worship  be 
 Like  our  espousals,  Lord,  to  thee ; 
 Like  that  blest  hour,  when  from  above 
 "We  first  receiv'd  thy  pledge  of  love. 
 
 3  Let  every  moment,  as  it  flies, 
 Increase  thy  praise— improve  our  joys, 
 Till  we  are  raised  to  sing  thy  name, 
 And  taste  the  supper  of  the  Lamb. 
 
(143) 
 
 dbridge.  293    L-  M.  Hebron  69. 
 
 The  Lord's  Supper. 
 Yes,  we'll  record  thy  matchless  love, 
 
 Thou  dearest,  tenderest,  best  of  friends; 
 Thy  dying  love  the  noblest  praise 
 
 Of  long  eternity  transcends. 
 2  'Tis  pleasure,  more  than  earth  can  give, 
 
 Thy  glories  through  these  vails  to  see : 
 Celestial  food  thy  table  yields, 
 
 And  happy  they  who  sit  with  thee ! 
 
 294 
 
 HE  dies,  the  friend  of  sinners  dies  \ 
 Lo !  Salem's  daughters  weep  around  ; 
 
 A  solemn  darkness" veils  the  skies, 
 A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground. 
 
 2  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree, 
 The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men ! 
 
 But,  lo  !  what  sudden  joys  we  see  ! 
 Jesus  the  dead  revives  again ! 
 
 3  The  rising  Lord  forsakes" the  tomb  ! 
 (The  tomb  in  vain  forbids  his  rise  1 ) 
 
 Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
 And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies  ! 
 
 4  Break  off  your  tears  you  saints  and  tell, 
 How  high  our  great  deliv'rer  reigns ; 
 
 Sing  how  hespoil'd  the  hosts  of  hell, 
 And  led  the  monster  Death  in  chains ! 
 
 5  Say,  live  forever,  wondrous  King ! 
 Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save ! 
 
 Then  ask  the  monster,  Where's  thy  sting? 
 And  where's  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  gravel 
 
 WHEN  we  the  sacred  grave  survey, 
 -  In  which  our  Saviour  deign'd  to  lie, 
 We  see  fulfill'd  what  prophets  say, 
 »  And  all  the  power  of  death  defy. 
 2  Then,  though  in  dust  we  lay  our  head, 
 
 Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
 Our  flesh  forever  with  the  dead, 
 
 Nor  lose  thy  children  in  the  grave. 
 
(144) 
 
 Appleton  48.  296  *••  M-  Danven  39 
 
 The  Fellowship  or  Collection. 
 OUR  gracious  Lord,  we  own  thy  right, 
 
 To  every  service  we  can  pay ; 
 May  it  be  our  supreme  delight, 
 
 To  hear  thy  mandates  and  obey. 
 
 2  What  is  our  being  but  for  thee— 
 Its  sure  support— its  noblest  end  ? 
 
 Oh  may  our  pleasure  ever  be 
 To  serve  the  cause  of  such  a  friend. 
 
 3  We  would  not  breathe  for  worldly  joy, 
 Or  to  increase  our  earthly  good  : 
 
 But  would  our  future  days  employ 
 To  spread  thy  glorious  name  abroad. 
 
 4  These  gifts  e'en  perish  in  the  use ; 
 And  yel,  O  Lord,  they're  all  we  have: 
 
 Forbid  that  we  should  e'er  refuse 
 What  thou  art  willing  to  receive. 
 
 5  Thy  work  our  hoary  age  shall  bless, 
 When  youthful  vigor  is  no  more  ; 
 
 And  our  last  hour  of  "life  confess 
 Thy  saving  love— thy  glorious  power. 
 
 29T 
 
 PRAISE  you  the  Lord,  our  hearts  shall  join, 
 In  work  so  pleasant,  so  divine : 
 Our  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past 
 While  life  and  time  and  thought  shall  last, 
 
 2  Happy  the  man  whose  thoughts  rely 
 On  Israel's  God,  who  made  the  sky, 
 And  earth,  and  seas,  and  all  their  train- 
 He  shall  not  find  his  promise  vain. 
 
 3  His  truth  forever  stands  secure ; 
 
 He  saves  the  oppressed— he  feeds  the  poor: 
 He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress— 
 The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 
 
(145) 
 
 Hebron  69.  298    L  M. 
 
 Departure  of  Brethren. 
 THERE  is  a  heaven  above  the  skies— 
 A  heaven  where  pleasure  never  dies— 
 A  heaven— the  place  of  his  abode— 
 The  glorious  palace  of  our  God. 
 
 2  And  thither  tend  our  weary  feet: 
 Narrow  the  road,  and  strait  the  gait:— 
 Ten  thousand  dangers  lurk  around, 
 To  lure  us  from  Immanuel's  ground. 
 
 3  But  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 
 
 Whose  "word  is  sure,  whose  power  is  nigh 
 
 Unequal  to  the  foes  we  dread, 
 
 We  trust  in  Christ  our  glorious  head. 
 
 4  Farewell,  dear  brethren  in  the  Lord, 
 Confide  in  Christ— believe  his  word : 
 These  trials  but  our  graces  prove : 
 
 Be  faithful  to  the  God  you  love. 
 
 299 
 WE'RE  'listed  in  the  holy  war, 
 Content  the  soldier's  toils  to  share ; 
 Hope  is  our  helmet— faith  our  shield— 
 Our  foe  is  sin— the  world  the  fi^ld. 
 2  With  sacred  truth,  our  loins  are  girt, 
 And  holy  zeal  inspires  our  heart: 
 Thus  armed  we  venture  on  the  fight, 
 Resolved  to  put  the  foe  to  flight. 
 J  May  Jesus  kindly  deign  to  spread, 
 Sis  glorious  banner  o'er  our  head : 
 While  clouds  of  witnesses  look  down, 
 ph  may  we  seize  the  victor's  crown  ! 
 
 IDoxology. 
 oin  all  on  earth  in  heaven  above, 
 In  honor,  blessing,  glory,  love  ! 
 ing  praises  to  the  great  "  I  Am." 
 Sing  praises  to  the  spotless  Lamb. 
 I 
 
(146) 
 
 Traro  48.  300  L>  M-  Hebron  6B 
 
 Conclusion. 
 HAIL,  God  our  Father,  glorious  King ! 
 Hail,  Jesus,  Lord,  of  thee  we  sing : 
 Thy  death,  thy  life,  thy  love  shall  be 
 Our  anthem  through  eternity. 
 
 2  Ye  glittering  orbs  around  the  skies, 
 That  speak  his  glories  in  disguise ; 
 Your  silent  circlings  ne'er  can  tell 
 The  wisdom  of  Immanuel. 
 
 3  Tall  mountains  that  beset  the  sky, 
 With  all  the  hills  that  round  you  lie, 
 While  time  endures,  you  ne'er  can  tell 
 The  grandeur  of  Immanuel. 
 
 4  Ye  seas,  tumultuous  as  you  roar, 
 Whose  billows  bound  from  shore  to  shore, 
 Your  thundering  voices  ne'er  can  tell 
 The  power  of  our  Immanuel. 
 
 5  Ye  worlds  on  worlds,  with  all  your  throng 
 Through  every  clime  extend  your  song : 
 Your  thousand  tongues  would  fail  to  tell 
 The  love  of  our  Immanuel. 
 
 6  His  fame  shall  spread  from  pole  to  pole, 
 And  glory  roll  from  soul  to  soul ; 
 
 The  word  of  God  alone  shall  tell 
 The  glories  of  Immannel. 
 
 End  of  Service. 
 
(147) 
 
 Alsen  174.  301    7s.       KefVs  Hymn  173. 
 
 Service  in  Sevens. 
 PRAISE  the  Lord— his  glory  bless— 
 Praise  him  in  his  holiness ; 
 Praise  him  as  the  theme  inspires, 
 Praise  him  as  his  fame  requires. 
 
 2  Let  the  trumpet's  lofty  sound 
 Spread  its  loudest  notes  around ; 
 Let  the  harp  unite  in  praise, 
 With  the  sacred  minstrel's  lays. 
 
 3  Let  the  organ  join  to  bless 
 God,  the  Lord  of  righteousness ; 
 Tune  your  voice  to  spread  the  fame 
 Of  the  great  Jehovah's  name. 
 
 4  All  who  dwell  beneath  his  light, 
 In  his  praise  your  hearts  unite ; 
 While  the  stream  of  song  is  poured, 
 Praise  and  magnify  the  Lord. 
 
 302 
 PRAISE,  oh  praise  the  name  divine, 
 Praise  him  at  the  hallowed  shrine : 
 Let  the  firmament  on  high 
 To  its  Maker's  praise  reply. 
 2  All  who  vital  breath  enjoy, 
 In  his  praise  that  breath  employ ; 
 Heaven  and  earth  the  chorus  join ; 
 Praise— oh  praise  the  name  divine. 
 
 303 
 ON  thy  church,  O  power  divine, 
 Cause  thy  glorious  face  to  shine ; 
 Till  the  nations  from  afar 
 Hail  her  as  their  guiding  star. 
 2  Then  shall  God,  with  lavish  hand, 
 Scatter  blessings  o'er  the  land ; 
 And  the  world's  remotest  bound 
 With  the  voice  of  praise  resound. 
 
(148) 
 
 Nuremburgh  179.        304    7s.  Benson 
 
 PRAISE  to  God— immortal  praise, 
 For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days : 
 Bounteous  source  of  every  joy, 
 Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ. 
 
 2  All  that  spring,  with  bounteous  hand, 
 Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land ; 
 
 All  that  liberal  autumn  pours, 
 From  her  rich  o'erflowing  stores. 
 
 3  These,  to  that  dear  source  we  owe, 
 Whence  our  sweetest  comforts  flow ; 
 These,  through  all  my  happy  days, 
 Claim  my  cheerful  songs  of  praise. 
 
 4  Lord,  to  thee  my  soul  shall  raise 
 Grateful,  never-ending  praise ; 
 And,  when  every  blessing's  flown, 
 Love  thee  for  thyself  alone. 
 
 305 
 TO  thy  pastures,  fair  and  large, 
 Heavenly  Shepherd,  lead  thy  charge; 
 And  my  couch,  with  tenderest  care, 
 Midst  the  springing  grass  prepare. 
 
 2  When  I  faint,  with  summer's  heat, 
 Thou  shall  guide  my  weary  feet, 
 To  the  streams,  that,  still  and  slow, 
 Through  the  verdant  meadows  flow. 
 
 3  Safe  the  dreary  vale  I  tread, 
 By  the  shades  of  death  o'erspread ; 
 With  thy  rod  and  staff  supplied, 
 This  my  guard— and  that  my  guide, 
 
 4  Constant,  to  my  latest  end, 
 Thou  my  footsteps  shalt  attend , 
 And  sha'lt  bid  thy  hallowed  dome, 
 Yield  me  an  eternal  home. 
 
(149) 
 
 Edyfield  169.  306    7s.  Adullam  178. 
 
 "  GIVE  us  room,  that  we  may  dwell," 
 
 Zion's  children  cry  aloud : 
 See  their  numbers— how  they  swell ! 
 
 How  they  gather  like  a  cloud ! 
 
 2  Oh  how  bright  the  morning  seems ! 
 Brighter  from  so  dark  a  night: 
 
 Zion  is  like  one  that  dreams, 
 Filled  with  wonder  and  delight. 
 
 3  Lo !  thy  sun  goes  down  no  more, 
 God  himself  will  be  thy  light: 
 
 All  that  caused  thee  grief  before 
 Buried  lies  in  endless  night. 
 
 4  Zion,  now  arise  and  shine  ! 
 
 Lo !  thy  light  from  heaven  is  come ! 
 These  that  crowd  from  far  are  thine ; 
 Give  thy  sons  and  daughters  room. 
 
 307  Harp  255. 
 
 HARK !  the  song  of  jubilee, 
 
 Loud,  as  mighty  thunders  roar; 
 Or  the  fulness  of  the  sea, 
 
 When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore. 
 
 2  See  Jehovah's  banners  furled ! 
 Sheathed  his  sword— he  speaks— 'tis  done! 
 
 Now  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 
 Are  the  kingdoms  of  his  Son. 
 
 3  He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole 
 With  supreme,  unbounded  sway :  j 
 
 He  shall  reign,  when,  like  a  scroll, 
 Ycnder  heavens  have  passed  away ! 
 
 4  Hallelujah !  for  the  Lord, 
 God  omnipotent  shall  reign : 
 
 Hallelujah !— let  the  word 
 Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 
 
( »o ) 
 
 Aduilum  173.  30S    7s.  Edyfieia  169. 
 
 WAKE  the  sona  of  jubilee, 
 Let  it  echo  o'er  the  sea  ! 
 Now  is  come  the  promised  hour ; 
 Jesus  reigns  with  sovereign  power! 
 
 2  All  ye  nations,  join  and  sins, 
 
 1  Christ,  of  lords  and  kings  is  King  !' 
 Let  it  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
 Jesus  reigns  forevermore. 
 
 3  Now  the  desert  lands  rejoice, 
 And  the  islands  join  their  voice ; 
 Yea,  the  whole  creation  sings, 
 'Jesus  is  the  King   of  kings !' 
 
 309 
 
 LORD  of  hosts,  to  thee  we  raise 
 Here  a  house  of  prayer  and  praise ; 
 Thou  thy  people's  hearts  prepare, 
 Here  to  meet  for  praise  and  prayer. 
 
 2  Let  the  living  here  be  fed 
 
 With  thy  word,  the  heavenly  bread ; 
 Here,  in  hope  of  glory  blest, 
 May  the  dead  be  laid  to  rest. 
 
 3  Here  to  thee  a  temple  stand, 
 While  the  sea  shall  gird  the  land ; 
 Here  reveal  thy  mercy  sure, 
 While  the  sun  and  moon  endure. 
 
 4  Hallelujah  '.—earth  and  sky, 
 To  the  joyful  sound  reply ; 
 Hallelujah !— hence  ascend 
 
 Prayer  and  praise  till  time  shall  end. 
 Hallelujah. 
 
 Hallelujah  !  Praise  the  Lord : 
 Praise  the  Father— Praise  the  Word : 
 
 Ever  may  their  fame  extend- 
 Never  may  their  praises  end. 
 
(151) 
 
 itt3.  310    "a-  Grant  IS 
 
 The  Reading  of  the  Scriptures. 
 HOLY  Bible,  thou  art  ours— 
 Ours,  with  all  thy  heavenly  powers : 
 Ours  to  teach  us  whence  we  came— 
 Ours  to  lead  us  to  the  Lamb. 
 
 2  Ours  to  chide  us  when  we  rove- 
 Lead  us  back  and  make  us  love : 
 Thou  art  ours  to  guide  our  feet— 
 Ours  to  judge,  condemn,  acquit. 
 
 3  Ours  to  comfort  in  distress  ; 
 Still  our  fears,  support  and  bless : 
 Ours  to  show,  by  living  faith, 
 Man  can  Triumph  over  death. 
 
 4  Ours  to  tell  of  joyr-  to  come, 
 And  disclose  a  heavenly  home : 
 O  thou  precious  took  of  God ! 
 We  are  saved  by  Jesus'   blood. 
 
 311 
 HE  shall  countless  blessinsrs  find- 
 He,  who  with  a  steadfast  mind, 
 Fears  Jehovah,  and  obeys, 
 Walking  in  his  holy  ways. 
 
 2  Yes,  for  him  who  fears  the  Lord, 
 Choicest  blessings  are  prepared: 
 God  shall  bless  him  from  above, 
 With  the  gifts  of  endless  love. 
 
 3  He  shall  see  with  joyful  eyes, 
 Salem's  glorious  city  rise ; 
 
 View  his  children's  long  increase, 
 And  the  church  adorned  with  peace. 
 
 Hallelujah. 
 Hallelujah  !  Praise  the  Lord ! 
 
 Praise  the  Father !  Praise  the  Word ! 
 Earth  and  heaven  are  full  of  grace  ; 
 
 Fill  them  also  full  of  praise. 
 
(152) 
 
 Alsen  174.  312   7s.  Anfield  171. 
 
 Teaching  and  Preaching. 
 HERALDS  of  the  King  of  kings, 
 Preach  the  peace  the  gospel  brings : 
 Loud  extol  the  incarnate  "Word, 
 Preach  you  pardon  through  the  Lord. 
 
 2  Celebrate,  with  every  breath, 
 All  the  merits  of  his  death, 
 Never  cease  to  name  the  cross, 
 Till  the  foe  confess  his  loss., 
 
 3  Never  be  ashamed  to  tell, 
 Jesus  has  done  all  things  well, ' 
 Reigns  in  heaven,  all  things  knowa ; 
 Pleads  for  friends,  and  pardons  foes. 
 
 4  There  may  you  in  chorus  join, 
 Blessing,  praising  love  divine: 
 While  eternal  ages  roll, 
 
 May  you  God  and  Christ  extol. 
 
 313 
 SAVIOUR,  bless  thy  word  to  all, 
 
 Quick  and  powerful  let  it  prove ; 
 Oh  may  sinners  hear  thy  call ! 
 
 Let  thy  people  grow  in  love. 
 
 2  Thine  own  gracious  message  bless, 
 Follow  it  with  power  divine  ; 
 
 Give  the  gospel  great  success— 
 Thine  the  work— the  glory  thine. 
 
 3  Saviour,  bid  the  world  rejoice, 
 Send— oh  send  thy  truth  abroad; 
 
 Let  the  nations  hear  thy  voice — 
 Hear  it,  and  return  to  God. 
 
 4  Heaven  and  earth  partake  his  grace, 
 Fill  them  both  with  sounding  praise: 
 
 He  forever  shall  endure, 
 Sound  his  praise  forevermore. 
 
(153) 
 
 SabbafU  176.  314    "s.  Edgar  167. 
 
 Tlie  Lord's  Sapper. 
 BREAD  of  heaven !  on  thee  we  feed, 
 For  thy  flesh  is  meat  indeed : 
 Ever  let  our  souls  be  fed 
 "With  this  true  and  living  tread  ! 
 
 2  Vine  of  heaven !  thy  blood  supplies 
 This  blest  cup  of  sacrifice  : 
 
 Lord,  thy  wounds  our  healing  give ; 
 To  thy  cross  we  look  and  live. 
 
 3  Day  by  day  with  strength  supplied, 
 Through  the  life  of  him  who  died ; 
 Lord  of  life  !  oh  let  us  be 
 
 Rooted,  grafted,  built  on  theo  ! 
 
 315 
 MANY   woes  had  Christ  endured, 
 
 Many  sore  temptations  met ; 
 Patient,  and  to  pains  inur'd ; 
 But  the  sorest  trial  yet 
 
 Was  to  be  sustained  in  thee, 
 Gloomy,  sad  Gethsemane ! 
 2  Came  at  length  the  dreadful  hour, 
 
 Satan,  with  his  iron  rod, 
 Stood,  and  with  collected  power, 
 Bruised  the  harmless  Lamb  of  God: 
 See,  my  soul,  thy  Saviour  see, 
 "Weeping  in  Gethsemane. 
 
 4  Haste  we  to  the  Lamb  of  God, 
 In  him  there  is  boundless  store ; 
 
 Seek  salvation  by  his  blood: 
 Praise  his  name  forevermore  : 
 Doleful,  dark  Gethsemane, 
 Leads  to  darker  Calvary. 
 
 5  Praise  eternal  let  us  sing, 
 To  the  everlasting  God  ; 
 
 Great  deliv'rance  to  our  King, 
 Comes  from  his  divine  abode: 
 He  hath  cheer'd  Gethsemane, 
 Conquered  death  and  Calvary. 
 20 
 
(154) 
 
 ■  177.  316    7s.  liranby 
 
 The  Fellowship  or  Collection. 
 
 BRIGHT  and  joyful  is  the  morn, 
 
 For  to  us  a  Child  is  born ; 
 
 From  the  highest  realms  of  heaven 
 
 Unto  us  a  Son  is  given. 
 
 2  On  his  shoulder  he  shall  bear, 
 Power  and  majesty— and  wear, 
 On  his  vesture  and  his  thigh, 
 Names  most  awful— names  most  high. 
 
 3  Wonderful  in  counsel  he, 
 Christ  th'  incarnate  Deity, 
 Sire  of  ages  ne'er  to  cease, 
 
 King  of  kings,  and  Prince  of  Peace. 
 
 4  Come  and  worship  at  his  feet, 
 Yield  to  him  the  homage  meet ; 
 From  the  manger  to  his  throne, 
 Homage  due  to  God  alone. 
 
 317 
 
 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 ; 
 Withth'  angelic  host  proclaim, 
 "  Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem." 
 
 3  Veiled  in  flesh— the  Godhead  se6, 
 Hail  th'  incarnate  Deity ; 
 Pleased  as  man  with  men  t'  appear, 
 See  the  great  Immanuel  here. 
 
 4  Hail  the  heaven-born  Prince  of  Peace  J 
 Hail  the  Sun  of  Righteousness ! 
 
 Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, 
 Risen  with  healing  in  his  wings. 
 
(155) 
 
 Alsen  174.  31 S    7s.  Norich  168 
 
 Departure  of  Brethren. 
 
 SON  of  God,  thy  blessing  grant ; 
 
 Still  supply  their  every  want : 
 
 Tree  of  life,  thine  influence  Bhed, 
 
 Cover  their  defenceless  head. 
 
 2  All  their  hopes  on  thee  depend, 
 Love  them,  save  them  to  the  end : 
 
 Give  them  thy  supporting  grace, 
 Take  the  everlasting  praise. 
 
 3  Soon  the  days  of  life  shall  end ; 
 Soon  will  come  our  heavenly  Friend : 
 
 Safe  our  spirits  to  convey, 
 To  the  realms  of  endless  day, 
 
 319 
 
 GLORIOUS  Lord,  with  heavenly  powers, 
 Kindle  these  poor  hearts  of  ours : 
 Chase  the  shades  of  night  away, 
 Turn  the  darkness  into  day. 
 
 2  Glorious  Lord,  disclose  thy  face ; 
 Let  us  all  thy  beauties  trace ; 
 Let  us  all  thy  truth  approve ; 
 Fill  us  with  thy  glorious  love. 
 
 3  Glorious  Lord,  O  reign  alone, 
 Make  our  breasts  thy  constant  throne : 
 Whom  the  world  cannot  receive, 
 Let  within  our  bosom  live. 
 
 Hallelujah. 
 Heavenly  Father,  sovereign  Lord, 
 
 Be  thy  glorious  name  adored; 
 Lord,  thy  mercies  never  fail, 
 
 Hail  celestial  goodness  hail. 
 
(156) 
 
 Western  Lyre  157.      320    7s-  &**  ?*&*• 
 
 Conclusion. 
 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,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 
 
 Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past; 
 Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 
 
 Oh !  receive  my  soul  at  last. 
 
 2  Other  refuge  have  I  none, 
 Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee; 
 
 Leave,"0  !  leave  me  not  alone, 
 Still  support  and  comfort  me : 
 
 All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stay'd. 
 All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring, 
 
 Cover  my  defenceless  head 
 With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 
 
 3  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want, 
 Boundless  love  in  thee  I  find ; 
 
 Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 
 Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 
 
 Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 
 Prince  of  Peace  and  Righteousness, 
 
 Most  unworthy,  Lord,  I  am. 
 Thou  art  full  of  grace  and  truth.: 
 
 4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 
 Grace  to  pardon  all  my  sin  ; 
 
 Let  the  healing  streams  abound, 
 Make  and  keep  me  pure  within : 
 
 Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 
 Freely  let  me  take  of  thee; 
 
 Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 
 Rise  to  all  eternity. 
 
 End  of  the  Service  in  7s. 
 
(157) 
 
 Southfield  118.  321    S.  M.  Utica  IX. 
 
 Short  Metre  Service. 
 STAND  up,  and  bless  the  Lord 
 
 Ye  people  of  his  choice  ; 
 Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God, 
 
 "With  heart,  and  soul,  and  voice. 
 
 2  Though  high  above  all  praise, 
 Above  all  blessing  high, 
 
 Who  would  not  fear  his  holy  name, 
 And  laud,  and  magnify  1 
 
 3  Oh  for  the  living  flame, 
 From  his  own  altar  brought, 
 
 To  touch  our  lips— our  minds  inspire, 
 And  raise  to  heaven  our  thought! 
 
 4  God  is  our  strength  and  song, 
 And  his  salvation  ours ; 
 
 Then  be  his  love  in  Christ  proclaimed 
 With  all  our  ransomed  powers. 
 
 5  Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord, 
 The  Lord  your  God  adore  ; 
 
 Stand  up,  and  bless  his  glorious  name, 
 Henceforth  for  evermore. 
 
 322 
 
 WE  sing  the  glories  of  thy  love, 
 
 We  sound  thy  dreadful  name : 
 The  -christian  church  unites  the  songs 
 
 Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 
 
 2  Great  God,  how  wondrous  are  thy  works 
 Of  vengeance  and  of  grace ! 
 
 Thou  King  of  saints— almighty  Lord- 
 How  just  and  true  thy  ways ! 
 
 3  Who  dares  refuse  to  fear  thy  name, 
 Or  worship  at  thy  throne  ? 
 
 Thy  judgments  speak  thy  holiness 
 Through  all  the  nations  known. 
 
(158) 
 
 Sharon,  323  S.  M, 
 
 HOW  honored  is  the  place, 
 
 Where  we  adoring  stand, 
 Zion,  the  glory  of  the  earth, 
 
 And  beauty  of  the  land ! 
 
 2  Bulwarks  of  grace  defend 
 The  city  where  we  dwell ; 
 
 While  walls  of  strong  salvation  made, 
 Defy  th'  assaults  of  hell. 
 
 3  Lift  up  th'  eternal  gates, 
 The  doors  wide  open  fling ; 
 
 Enter,  ye  nations  that  obey 
 The  statutes  of  your  King. 
 
 4  Here  taste  unmingled  joys, 
 And  live  in  perfect  peace ; 
 
 You  that  have  known  Jehovah's  name, 
 And  ventured  on  his  grace. 
 
 5  Trust  in  the  Lord,  ye  saints, 
 And  banish  all  your  fears : 
 
 Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells, 
 
 Eternal  as  his  years. 
 324 
 THE  present  moment  flies, 
 
 And  bears  our  life  away ; 
 Oh  make  thy  servants  truly  wise, 
 
 That  they  may  live  to-day. 
 
 2  One  thing  demands  our  care ; 
 Oh  !  be  that  still  pursued  ! 
 
 Lest,  slisrhted  once,  the  season  fair 
 Should  never  be  renewed. 
 
 3  To  Jesus  may  we  fly, 
 Swift  as  the  morning  lisht, 
 
 Lest  life's  young,  golden  beams  should  die 
 In  sudden,  endless  night. 
 
(159) 
 
 Pentonville  120.        335  S.  M.  Southfield  118. 
 
 BEHOLD  !  the  grace  appears, 
 The  blessing  promised  long ; 
 
 Angels  announce  the  Saviour  near, 
 In  this  triumphant  song. 
 
 2  "  Glory  to  God  on  high, 
 
 And  heavenly  peace  on  earth; 
 Good-will  to  men— to  angels  joy, 
 At  the  Redeemer's  birth !" 
 
 3  In  worship  so  divine, 
 
 Let  men  employ  their  tongues ; 
 With  the  celectial  host  we  join, 
 And  loud  repeat  their  songs. 
 
 4  "  Glory  to  God  on  high, 
 
 And  heavenly  peace  on  earth ; 
 Good-will  to  men— to  angels  joy, 
 
 At  our  Redeemer's  birth  !" 
 326 
 REJOICE  in  Jesus's  birth ! 
 
 To  us  a  Son  is  given, 
 To  us  a  Child  is  born  on  earth, 
 
 Who  made  both  earth  and  heaven ! 
 
 2  He  reigns  above  the  sky, 
 This  universe  sustains— 
 
 The  Lord  supreme— the  Lord  most  high, 
 The  king  Messiah  reigns  ! 
 
 3  Th'  almijmty  Lord— is  he, 
 Author  of  heavenly  bliss  ! 
 
 The  Father  of  Eternity, 
 The  glorious  Prince  of  Peace ! 
 
 4  His  government  shall  grow, 
 From  strength  to  strength  proceed ; 
 
 His  righteousness  the  church  o'erflow, 
 And  all  the  earth  o'erspread. 
 
(160) 
 
 St.  Thomas  120.         327  S.  M.       Pantonvilla  W. 
 WE  come  with  joyful  song, 
 
 To  hail  this  happy  morn : 
 Glad  tidings  from  an  angel's  tongue* 
 
 "  This  day  is  Jesus  born !" 
 
 2  What  transports  doth  his  name 
 To  sinful  men  afford; 
 
 His  glorious  titles  we  proclaim— 
 A  Saviour— Christ— the  Lord ! 
 
 3  Glory  to  God  on  high, 
 All  hail  the  happy  morn: 
 
 We  join  the  anthems  of  the  sky— 
 And  sing—"  The  Savior  born !" 
 
 Hudson.  328  Hayerhill. 
 
 LIKE  sheep  we  went  astray, 
 
 And  broke  the  fold  of  God ; 
 Each  wandering  in  a  different  way, 
 
 But  all  the  downward  road. 
 
 2  How  dreadful  was  the  hour, 
 When  God  our  wanderings  laid, 
 
 And  did  at  once  his  vengeance  pour 
 Upon  the  Shepherd's  head. 
 
 3  How  glorious  was  the  grace, 
 When  Christ  sustained  the  stroke ! 
 
 His  life  and  blood  the  Shepherd  pays, 
 A  ransom  for  the  flock. 
 
 4  But  God  hath  raised  his  head 
 O'er  all  the  sons  of  men, 
 
 And  made  him  see  a  numerous  seefi, 
 To  recompense  his  pain. 
 
 5  "  I'll  give  him,"  saith  the  Lord. 
 "  A  portion  with  the  strong : 
 
 He  shall  possess  a  large  reward, 
 And  hold  his  honors  long." 
 
(161) 
 
 Dover  130.  329  S.  M.        Pentonville  120, 
 
 JESUS,  the  conqueror,  reigns, 
 
 In  glorious  strength  arrayed : 
 His  kingdom  over  all  maintains, 
 
 And  bids  the  earth  he  glad. 
 
 2  Ye  Bons  of  men,  rejoice 
 In  Je6us's  mighty  love : 
 
 Lift  up  your  heart— lift  up  your  voice, 
 To  him  who  rules  above. 
 
 3  Extol  his  kingly  power, 
 Adore  th'  exalted  Son, 
 
 Who  died,  but  lives,  to  die  no  more. 
 High  on  his  Father's  throne. 
 
 4  Our  advocate  with  God, 
 He  undertakes  our  cause, 
 
 And  spreads  through  all  the  earth  abroad 
 
 The  victory  of  his  cross. 
 330 
 WE  lift  our  hearts  to  thee, 
 
 Thou  Day-star  from  on  high  ; 
 The  sun  itself  is  but  thy  shade, 
 
 Yet  cheers  both  earth  and  sky. 
 
 2  Oh  let  thy  rising  beams, 
 Dispel  the  shades  of  night 
 
 And  let  the  glories  of  thy  love>, 
 Come  like  the  morning  light. 
 
 3  How  beauteous  nature  now— 
 How  dark  and  sad  before ; 
 
 With  joy  we  view  the  pleasing  change, 
 And  nature's  God  adore. 
 
 4  May  we  this  life  improve, 
 To  mourn  for  errors  past ; 
 
 And  live  this  short  revolving  day, 
 As  if  it  were  our  last. 
 
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(162) 
 
 Dover  130.  331  S.  M.  FentonviUo  121 
 
 JESUS,  the  truth,  the  way, 
 
 The  sure  unerring  light ; 
 On  thee  our  feeble  souls  would  stay, 
 
 For  thou  wilt  lead  us  right. 
 2  Our  wisdom  and  our  guide, 
 
 Our  counsellor  thou  art ; 
 O  never  let  us  leave  thy  side, 
 
 Or  from  thy  paths  depart. 
 
 332 
 
 FIRM  and  unmoved  are  they, 
 Who  rest  their  souls  on  God ; 
 
 Firm  as  the  mount  where  David  dwelt, 
 Or  where  the  ark  abode. 
 
 2  As  mountains  stood  to  guard 
 The  city's  sacred  ground, 
 
 So  God,  and  his  almighty  love, 
 Embrace  his  saints  "around. 
 
 3  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  those, 
 Whose  faith  and  holy  fear. 
 
 Whose  hope,  and  love,  and  every  grace, 
 Proclaim  their  hearts  sincere. 
 
 333 
 
 AND  will  the  God  of  grace 
 
 Perpetual  silence  keep  ? 
 The  God  of  justice  hold  his  peace, 
 
 And  let  his  vengeance  sleep  ? 
 
 2  Arise,  almighty  God. 
 Assume  thy  sovereign  sway 
 
 Before  thy  throne  bid  sinners  bow, 
 And  yield  their  hearts  to  thee. 
 
 3  Let  all  the  nations  know, 
 And  spread  thy  name  abroad ; 
 
 Let  all  who  dwell  on  earth  confess, 
 Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 
 
(163 
 
 Dover  130.  334  S.  M.  TJUea  135. 
 
 O  LORD,  our  heavenly  King, 
 
 Thy  name  is  all  divine ; 
 Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  spread, 
 
 And  o'er  the  heavens  they  shine. 
 
 2  When  to  thy  works  on  high 
 I  raise  my  wondering  eyes, 
 
 And  see  the  moon,  complete  in  light, 
 Adorn  the  darksome  skies. 
 
 3  "When  I  survey  the  stars, 
 And  all  their  shining  forms, 
 
 Lord,  what  is  man— that  worthless  thing, 
 Akin  to  dust  and  worms  ? 
 
 4  Lord,  what  is  worthless  man, 
 That  thou  shouldst  love  him  so  1 
 
 Next  to  thine  angels  is  he  placed, 
 And  Lord  of  all  below. 
 
 5  How  rich  thy  bounties  are  ! 
 How  wondrous  are  thy  ways ! 
 
 That  from  the  dust,  thy  power  should  frame 
 A  monument  of  praise. 
 
 335 
 
 NOT  with  our  mortal  eyes, 
 
 Have  we  beheld  the  Lord , 
 Yet  we  rejoice  to  hear  his  name, 
 
 And  love  him  in  his  word. 
 
 2  On  earth  we  want  the  sight 
 Of  our  Redeemer's  face ; 
 
 Yet,  Lord,  our  inmost  thoughts  delight 
 To  dwell  upon  thy  grace. 
 
 3  And  when  we  feel  thy  love, 
 Diviner  joys  arise ; 
 
 On  wings  of  faith  we  soar  above 
 To  mansions  in  the  skies. 
 
(164) 
 
 Calmar  122.  336  S.  M.  Hudson  185. 
 
 Prayers  for  Men. 
 OUR  heavenly  Father,  hear, 
 
 The  prayer  we  offer  now ; 
 Thy  name  be  hallowed  far  and  near, 
 
 To  thee  all  nations  bow. 
 
 2  Thy  kingdom  come— thy  will 
 On  earth  be  done  in  love, 
 
 As  saints  and  seraphim  fulfil 
 Thy  perfect  law  above. 
 
 3  Our  daily  bread  supply, 
 While  by  thy  word  we  live ; 
 
 The  guilt  of  our  iniquity 
 Forgive— as  we  forgive. 
 
 4  From  dark  temptation's  power, 
 From  satan's  wiles  defend ; 
 
 Deliver  in  the  evil  hour, 
 And  guide  us  to  the  end. 
 
 5  Thine  shall  forever  be 
 Glory  and  power  divine  ; 
 
 The  sceptre,  throne,  and  majesty 
 Of  heaven  and  earth  are  thine. 
 
 6  Thus  humbly  taught  to  pray 
 By  thy  beloved  Son, 
 
 Through  him  we  come  to  thee,  and  say, 
 'All  for  his  sake  be  done  !' 
 
 337 
 
 O  GOD  of  boundless  grace, 
 
 We  bow  before  thy  throne, 
 And  plead,  for  all  the  human  race, 
 
 The  merits  of  thy  Son. 
 3  Spread  through  the  earth,  O  Lord,' 
 
 The  knowledge  of  thy  ways ; 
 And  let  all  lands  with  joy  record 
 
 The  great  Redeemer's  praise. 
 
(165) 
 
 Dover  130.  33g  S.  M.  Dtical85. 
 
 Reading  of  the  Scriptures. 
 EXALT  the  Lord  our  God, 
 
 And  worship  at  his  feet ; 
 His  nature  is  all  holiness, 
 
 And  mercy  is  his  seat. 
 
 2  When  Israel  was  his  church, 
 When  Aaron  was  his  priest, 
 
 When  Moses  cried— when  Samuel  prayed, 
 He  gave  his  people  rest. 
 
 3  Oft  he  forgave  their  sins, 
 Nor  would  destroy  their  race ; 
 
 And  oft  he  made  his  vengeance  known, 
 When  they  abused  his  grace. 
 
 4  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 
 Whose  grace  is  still  the  same ; 
 
 Still  he's  a  God  of  holiness, 
 And  jealous  for  his  name. 
 
 339 
 
 THE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 
 
 Let  all  the  nations  fear; 
 Let  sinners  tremble  at  his  throne, 
 
 And  saints  be  humble  there. 
 
 2  Jesus,  the  Saviour,  reigns, 
 Let  earth  adore  its  Lord ; 
 
 Bright  cherubs  his  attendants  wait, 
 Swift  to  fulfil  his  word. 
 
 3  In  Zion  stands  his  throne, 
 His  honors  are  divine ; 
 
 His  church  shall  make  his  wonders  known, 
 For  there  his  glories  shine. 
 
 4  How  holy  is  his  name- 
 How  fearful  is  his  praise ! 
 
 Justice,  and  truth,  and  judgment  join 
 In  all  his  works  of  grace. 
 
(160) 
 
 St  Thomas  120.        340  S.  M.       Pentonville  12a 
 
 Preaching  and  Teaching. 
 YE  servants  of  the  Lord, 
 
 Each  in  his  office  wait ; 
 "With  joy  obey  his  heavenly  word, 
 
 And  watch  before  his  gate. 
 
 2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 
 And  trim  the  golden  flame  ; 
 
 Gird  up  your  loins,  as  in  his  sight, 
 For  awful  is  his  name. 
 
 3  Watch  '.—'tis  the  Lord's  command, 
 And  while  we  speak,  he's  near: 
 
 Mark  the  first  signal  of  his  hand 
 And  ready  all  appear. 
 
 4  Oh  happy  servant  he, 
 In  such  a  posture  found ! 
 
 He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see, 
 And  be  with  honor  crowned. 
 341 
 
 YE  messengers  of  Christ, 
 His  sovereign  voice  obey  ; 
 
 Arise,  and  follow  where  he  leads, 
 And  peace  attend  your  way ! 
 
 2  The  Master  whom  you  serve 
 Will  needful  strength  bestow ; 
 
 Depending  on  his  promised  aid, 
 With  sacred  courage— go. 
 
 3  Go,  spread  the  Saviour's  fame  ; 
 Go,  tell  his  matchless  grace ; 
 
 Proclaim  salvation  fall  and  free 
 To  Adam's  guilty  race. 
 
 4  Mountains  shall  sink  to  plains, 
 And  hell  in  vain  oppose  ; 
 
 The  cause  is  God's— and  will  prevail 
 la  spite  of  all  his  foes. 
 
(167) 
 
 123  342  s-  M.  Haverhill  119. 
 
 Reception  of  Members- 
 BEHOLD !  what  wondrous  grace 
 
 The  Father  haa  bestowed/ 
 
 O'.i  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 
 
 To  call  them  sons  of  God ! 
 
 2  'Tis  no  surprising  thing, 
 Thai  we  should  be  unknown ; 
 
 The  Jewish  world  knew  not  their  King, 
 God's  everlasting  Son. 
 
 3  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 
 
 How  great  we  must  be  made : 
 But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here, 
 We  shall  be  like  our  Head. 
 
 4  A  hope  so  much  divine 
 May  trials  well  endure  ; 
 
 May  purge  our  souls  from  sense  and  sin 
 As  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  pure. 
 
 5  We  would  no  longer  lie 
 
 Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne  • 
 Our  faith  shall  Abba,  Father,  cry, 
 
 And  thou  the  kindred  own. 
 343 
 SHALL  we  go  on  to  sin, 
 
 Because  thy  grace  abounds, 
 Or  crucify  the  Lord  again, 
 
 And  open  all  his  wounds  ? 
 
 2  Forbid  it  mighty  God  ! 
 Nor  let  it  e'er  be  said, 
 
 That  we,  whose  sins  are  crucified, 
 Should  raise  them  from  the  dead 
 
 3  "We  will  be  slaves  no  more, 
 Since  Christ  has  made  us  free, 
 
 Has  nailed  our  tyrants  to  the  cross, 
 And  bought  our  liberty. 
 
(168) 
 
 Rambia  138.  344  S.  M.  Olmirti  12L 
 
 The  Lord's  Supper. 
 HUNGRY  and  faint  and  poor, 
 
 Behold  us,  Lord,  again, 
 Assembled  at  thy  mercy's  door, 
 
 Thy  bounty  to  obtain. 
 
 2  Thy  word  invites  us  nigh, 
 Or  we  should  starve  indeed ; 
 
 For  we  no  money  have  to  buy, 
 No  righteousness  to  plead. 
 
 3  The  food  our  spirits  want, 
 Thy  hand  alone  can  give . 
 
 Oh  !  hear  the  prayer  of  faith,  and  grant 
 That  we  may  eat  and  live. 
 
 345 
 
 COME,  gracious  Saviour,  come, 
 
 Let  thy  glad  beams  arise ; 
 ■Dispel  all  sorrows  from  our  minds, 
 
 And  darkness  from  our  eyes. 
 
 2  Forgive  us  every  sin ; 
 Forhere  we  see  thy  blood  : 
 
 The  wonders  of  thy  grace  reveal— 
 The  mercies  of  our  God. 
 
 3  Revive  our  drooping  faith, 
 And  doubts  and  fears  remove, 
 
 And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
 Of  never-dying  love. 
 
 4  'Tis  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart, 
 And  sanctify  the  soul ; 
 
 The  holy  Spirit  to  impart, 
 And  re-create  the  whole. 
 
 5  Dwell  in  each  humble  heart, 
 Our  minds  from  bondage  free : 
 
 Then  shall  we  pray  and  praise  and  love 
 Our  Father,  Lord,  and  thee. 
 
(169) 
 
 Dover  19C.  346  S.  M.  Bereriy  131 
 
 Collection. 
 GREAT  God,  at  thy  command, 
 
 Seasons  in  order  rise ; 
 Thy  power,  and  love  in  concert  reign, 
 Thro'  earth,  and  seas,  and  skies. 
 
 2  With  grateful  gifts  we  own, 
 Thy  providential  hand ; 
 
 While  grass  for  kine,  and  herb,  and  corn 
 For  men  enrich  the  land. 
 
 3  But  greater  still  the  gift 
 Of  thy  beloved  Son : 
 
 By  him  forgiveness,  peace  and  joy, 
 Through  endless  ages  run. 
 
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 OH  hi  ess  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 
 
 His  grace  to  thee  proclaim: 
 And  all  that  is  within  me  join 
 
 To  bless  his  holy  name. 
 
 2  Oh  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ; 
 His  mercies  bear  in  mind  ; 
 
 Forget  not  all  his  benefits : 
 The  Lord  to  thee  is  kind. 
 
 3  He  will  not  always  chide ;     . 
 He  will  with  patience  wait ; 
 
 His  wrath  is  ever  slow  to  rise, 
 And  ready  to  abate. 
 
 4  He  pardons  all  thy  sins, 
 Prolongs  thy  feeble  breath; 
 
 He  healeth  thy  infirmities, 
 And  ransoms  thee  from  death. 
 
 5  Then  bless  his  holy  name, 
 Whose  grace  hath  made  thee  whole ; 
 
 Whose  loving  kindness  crowns  thy  days; 
 Oh  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul  ! 
 
(170) 
 
 348 
 
 Departure  of  Brethren. 
 O  LAND  of  rest  for  which  I  sigh, 
 
 When  will  the  moment  come, 
 When  I  shall  lay  my  armour  by, 
 
 And  dwell  in  peace  at  home ! 
 
 2  No  tranquil  joys  on  earth  I  view, 
 No  peaceful  shelt'ring  dome, 
 
 This  world 's  a  wilderness  of  woe, 
 This  world  is  not  my  home . 
 
 3  To  Jesus  Christ  I  sought  for  rest, 
 He  bade  me  cease  to  roam, 
 
 And  fly  for  refuge  to  his  breast, 
 And  he'd  conduct  me  home. 
 
 4  When  by  affliction  sorely  tried 
 I  view  the  gaping  tomb, 
 
 Although  I  dread  death's  chilling  tide, 
 Yet  still  I  sigh  for  home. 
 
 5  Weary  of  toil  and  wand'ring  round 
 This  vale  of  sin  and  gloom ; 
 
 [  long  to  quit  the  unhallowed  ground, 
 And  dwell  with  Christ  at  home. 
 
 6  Weary  of  toil  and  wand'ring  round 
 This  vale  of  sin  and  gloom, 
 
 [  long  to  quit  the  unhallowed  ground, 
 And  dwell  with  Christ  at  home. 
 
 349 
 
 MY  soul,  repeat  his  praise, 
 
 "Whose  mercies  are  so  great; 
 Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
 
 So  ready  to  abate. 
 2  High  as  the  heavens  are  raised 
 
 Above  the  ground  we  tread, 
 So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
 
 Our  hishest  thoughts  exceed. 
 
(171) 
 
 St.  Thomas.  350  S.  M.  Golden  HH 
 
 Conclusion. 
 First. 
 SEE  what  a  living  stone 
 The  builders  did  refuse  ;— 
 Second. 
 Yet  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 
 In  spite  of  envious  Jews. 
 f  First. 
 2  The  scribe  and  angry  priest 
 Reject  thine  only  Son  :— 
 Second. 
 Yet  on  this  rock  shall  Zion  rest, 
 As  the  chief  corner-stone. 
 Congregation. 
 8  The  work,  O  Lord,  is  thine, 
 And  wondrous  in  our  eyes ; 
 This  day  declares  it  all  divine, 
 This  day  did  Jesus  rise. 
 First. 
 
 4  This  is  the  glorious  day 
 That  our  Redermer  made  :— 
 
 Second. 
 Let  us  rejoice— and  sing— and  pray— 
 Let  all  the  church  be  glad. 
 First. 
 
 5  Hosanna  to  the  King, 
 Of  David's  royal  blood: 
 
 Second. 
 Bless  him,  ye  saints— he  comes  to  bring 
 Salvation  from  your  God. 
 
 Congregation. 
 
 6  We  bless  thine  holy  word, 
 Which  all  this  grace  displays ; 
 
 And  offer  on  thine  altar,  Lord, 
 Our  sacrifice  of  praise. 
 End  of  the  Church  Department. 
 
(172) 
 
 GOSPEL   DEPARTMENT. 
 
 FAITH. 
 
 Consolation.  Mo.  Harmony.  Salvation. 
 
 The  Christian  Proposition. 
 MEEKLY  in  Jordan's  ancient  stream. 
 
 The  great  Redeemer  bow'd  ; 
 Bright  was  the  glory's  sacred  beam, 
 
 That  hushed  the  wondring  crowd. 
 2  "  Behold  my  Son— the  well  beloved," 
 
 Proclaimed  the  heavenly  voice : 
 0  sinners  hear  the  saving  word, 
 
 And  make  this  Christ  your  choice. 
 
 Doxology. 
 Glory  to  God  on  high,  be  given, 
 
 Who  pitied  dying  men— 
 Who  sent  Messiah  down  from  heaven, 
 
 And  owned  him  when  he  came. 
 2  Bright  angels,  strike  your  loudest  strings, 
 
 Your  sweetest  voices  raise; 
 Let  heaven  and  all  created  things" 
 
 Sound  our  Immanuel's  praise. 
 
 Hosanna. 
 
 Hosanna  to  the  Prince  of  Life ! 
 Who  bow'd  in  Jordan's  wave : 
 
 He  rose  again— the  Son  of  God- 
 Omnipotent  to  save. 
 
 2  Hosanna  to  Messiah  come ! 
 From  Jordan's  sacred  flood, 
 
 He  rises,  and  the  Eternal  owns 
 Messiah  Son  of  God. 
 
(173) 
 
 Sudbury  141.        352  L.  M.  6  lines.        BeWOle  140. 
 Faith. 
 IN  Jordan's  wave  the  Baptist  stands, 
 
 Immersing  the  repenting  Jews ; 
 Messiah  come— the  rite  demands, 
 
 Nor  dares  the  holy  man  refuse :  : 
 Jesus  descends  beneath  the  wave, 
 The  emblem  of  his  future  grave '. 
 
 2  But,  lo  !  from  yonder  opening  skies, 
 What  beams  of  dazzling  glory  spread ! 
 
 Dove-like  the  Holy  Spirit  flies, 
 
 And  lights  on  the  Redeemer's  head : 
 Amaz'd  they  see  the  power  divine 
 Around  the  Saviour's  temples  shine,  l 
 
 3  Then  does  the  Father  loud  proclaim, 
 In  audience  of  the  wond'ring  crowd, 
 
 Attend  all  nations,  hear  the  name 
 
 His  Father  gave  ;  he  spoke  aloud : 
 "  This  is  my  well-beloved  Son! 
 
 1  see  well  pleased  what  he  has  done  !" 
 
 Salisbury  138.       353  L.  M.  6  lines.      Gloucester  14 
 
 GLORY  to  God !  our  Saviour  lies 
 In  deeps  concealed  from  human  view  s 
 
 Mortals  behold  him  sink  and  rise— 
 A  fit  example  sure  for  you : 
 
 The  sacred  record  while  you  read, 
 
 Calls  you  to  imitate  the  deed. 
 
 2  Behold  th'  Eternal  Father  speak 
 And  shake  creation  with  his  word, 
 
 Through  parting  skies  the  accents  break, 
 
 "  My  Son!  the  well-beloved— your  Lordl" 
 O  sinners  hear  this  word  to-day- 
 Hear  it  all  nations  and  obey. 
 
(174) 
 
 Primrose.  354  C.  M.  Rockbriiffi 
 
 Faith. 
 FAITH  is  the  brightest  evidence 
 
 Of  things  beyond  our  sight ; 
 It  pierces Ihrough  the  vaifof  sense, 
 
 And  dwells  in  heavenly  light. 
 
 2  It  sets  time  past  in  present  view, 
 Brings  distant  prospects  home, 
 
 Of  things  a  thousand  years  ago, 
 Or  thousand  years  to  come. 
 
 3  By  faith  we  know  the  world  was  made 
 By  God's  almighty  word  ; 
 
 "We  know  the  heavens  and  earth  shall  fade, 
 And  be  again  restored. 
 
 4  Abrah'm  obeyed  the  Lord's  command, 
 From  his  own  country  driven  ; 
 
 By  faith  he  sought  a  promised  land, 
 But  found  his  rest  in  heaven. 
 
 5  Thus  through  life's  pilgrimage  we  stray, 
 The  promise  in  our  eye  ; 
 
 By  faith  we  walk  the  narrow  way 
 That  leads  to  joys  on  high. 
 
 355 
 
 'TIS  faith  that  purines  the  heart; 
 
 'Tis  faith  that  works  by  love ; 
 It  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart, 
 
 And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 
 
 2  This  faith  shall  every  fear  control, 
 By  its  celestial  power : 
 
 With  holy  triumph  fill  the  soul 
 In  death's  approaching  hour. 
 
 3  By  faith,  where'er  his  hand  shall  lead, 
 The  darkest  path  we'll  tread : 
 
 By  faith  we'll  quit  these  mortal  shores, 
 And  mingle  with  the  dead. 
 
(175) 
 
 emulation.  356  C.  M.  Silntm. 
 
 Faith. 
 FAITH  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bites, 
 
 And  saves  us  from  its  snares : 
 It  yields  support  in  all  our  toils, 
 
 And  softens  all  our  cares. 
 
 2  The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  power 
 The  healing  balm  to  give ; 
 
 That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer, 
 And  make  the  dying  live. 
 
 3  Wide  it  unvails  the  heavenly  world, 
 Where  endless  pleasures  reign ; 
 
 It  bids  us  seek  our  portion  there, 
 Nor  bids  us  seek  in  vain. 
 
 4  Faith  shows  the  promises,  all  sealed 
 With  our  Redeemer's  blood ; 
 
 It  helps  our  feeble  hope  to  rest 
 Upon  a  faithful  God. 
 
 5  There,  still  unshaken,  would  we  rest, 
 Till  this  frail  body  dies  : 
 
 And  then,  on  faith's  triumphant  wing, 
 
 To  endless  glory  rise. 
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 'TIS  faith  surmounts  these  lower  skies, 
 
 And  looks  within  the  veil ; 
 There  springs  of  endless  pleasure  rise, 
 
 The  waters  never  fail. 
 2  There  I  behold  with  sweet  delight, 
 
 The  blest,  the  glorious  One, 
 And  strong  affections  fix  my  sight, 
 
 On  God's  beloved  Son. 
 8  Light  are  the  pains  that  nature  brings, 
 
 How  short  our  sorrows  are  ! 
 When  with  eternal  mansions  things 
 
 Now  present  we  compare. 
 4  1  would  not  be  a  stranger  still, 
 
 To  that  celestial  place, 
 Where  I  forever  hope  to  dwell, 
 
 Near  my  Redeemer's  face. 
 
(176) 
 
 Tender  Thought       358  L.  M.  WelU. 
 
 Faith. 
 TIS  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come, 
 
 "We  walk  through  deserts  dark  as  night; 
 Till  we  arrive  at  heaven,  our  home, 
 
 Faith  is  our  guide— and  faith  our  light. 
 
 2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies ; 
 She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear ; 
 
 Far  into  distant  worlds  she  pries, 
 And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 
 
 3  Cheerful  we  tread  the  desert  through, 
 While  faith  inspires  a  heavenly  ray, 
 
 Though  lions  roar— and  tempests  blow, 
 And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 
 359 
 
 NOT  to  condemn  the  sons  of  men, 
 Did  Christ  the  Son  of  God  appear ; 
 
 No  weapons  in  his  hands  are  seen, 
 No  flaming  sword,  no  thunder  there. 
 
 2  Such  was  the  pity  of  our  God- 
 He  loved  the  race  of  man  so  well- 
 He  sent  his  son  to  bear  our  load 
 
 Of  sin,  and  save  our  souls  from  hell. 
 
 3  Sinners  believe  the  Father's  word, 
 Trust  in  the  name  of  Christ  and  live : 
 
 A  thousand  joys  his  lips  afford ; 
 His  hand  a  thousand  blessings  give. 
 
 4  Say,  "we  believe  the  heavenly  word, 
 And  fain  would  have  our  souls  renew'd ; 
 
 We  mourn  our  sins,  believe  him  Lord— 
 O  pardon !  for  we  sink  subdued." 
 
 5  Lord,  let  thy  grace  its  power  display ; 
 Let  guilt  and  death  no  longer  reign ; 
 
 Save  them  in  thine  appointed  way, 
 Nor  let  their  humble  faith  be  vain. 
 
(177) 
 
 Norwich.  360   7s.  Eiyfidi 
 
 Faith. 
 COME !  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 
 Oome,  and  make  my  paths  your  choice : 
 
 1  will  guide  you  to  your  home- 
 Weary  pilgrims !  hither  come. 
 
 2  Hither  come— for  here  is  found 
 Balm  for  every  bleeding  wound, 
 Peace,  which  ever  shall  endure— 
 Rest,  eternal— sacred— sure ! 
 
 361 
 SINNER !  rouse  thee  from  thy  sleep, 
 Wake— and  o'er  thy  folly  weep  ; 
 Raise  thy  spirit,  dark  and  dead, 
 Jesus  waits  his  light  to  shed. 
 
 2  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  Lhy  mortal  day. 
 
 4  Oh !  then,  rouse  thee  from  thy  sleep, 
 Wake !  and  o'er  thy  folly  weep ; 
 Jesus  calls  from  death  and  night, 
 Jesus  waits  to  shed  his  light. 
 
 362 
 DEPTHS  of  mercy !— can  there  be 
 Mercy  still  reserved  for  thee  ? 
 Can  our  God  his  wrath  forbear? 
 And  the  chief  of  sinners  spare  1 
 2  Thou  hast  long  withstood  his  grace ; 
 Long  provoked  him  to  his  face ; 
 Would  not  hear  his  gracious  calls 
 Grieved  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 
 
(178) 
 
 Kendall  138.  363  &,  »  and  4».  Oliphant  191. 
 
 Ihith. 
 HEAR,  O  sinner,  mercy  hails  you, 
 
 Now  with  sweetest  voice  she  calls; 
 Bids  you  haste— accept  the  Saviour, 
 Ere  the  hand  of  justice  falls: 
 
 Hear,  O  Sinner— 
 Tis  the  voice  of  mercy  calls. 
 
 2  See  the  stonn  of  vengeance  gathering, 
 O'er  the  path  you  dare  to  tread  ; 
 
 The  reward  which  God  is  measuring, 
 Soon  shall  fall  upon  your  head : 
 
 Turn,  O  sinner— 
 Lest  his  lightnings  strike  you  dead. 
 
 3  Haste,  and  flee  to  Christ  your  Saviour, 
 Seek  his  mercy  while  you  may ; 
 
 Soon  the  day  of  grace  is  over, 
 Soon  your  life  must  pass  away : 
 
 Haste,  O  sinner— 
 You  must  perish  if  you  stay. 
 
 364 
 
 HAIL,  thou  happy  morn,  so  glorious, 
 
 Come,  you  saints,  your  griefs  give  o'er: 
 Sing  how  Jesus  rose  victorious, 
 By  the  heavenly  Father's  power: 
 Hallelujah- 
 reign  forevermore. 
 
 2  Countless  bands  of  angels  gloriotw, 
 When  they  saw  the  Lord  arise, 
 
 Sounded  in  a  peal  victorious, 
 Glory  through  the  vaulted  skies  : 
 
 Hallelujah- 
 Men  and  angels  saw  him  rise. 
 
(179) 
 
 Windham.  365  L.  M. 
 
 Faith. 
 BROAD  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 
 
 And  thousands  walk  together  there : 
 But  wisdom  shows  a  narrower  path, 
 
 With  here  and  there  a  traveller. 
 2  "Deny  thyself,  and  take  thy  cross," 
 
 Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command ; 
 Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross, 
 
 If  she  would  gain  this  heavenly  land 
 366 
 SHALL  God  invite  you  from  above  ?  j 
 Shall  Jesus  urge  his  dying  love  1 
 Shall  troubled  conscience  give  you  pain? 
 And  all  these  pleas  unite  in  vain  1 
 
 2  Not  so  your  eyes  will  always  view 
 Those  objects  which  you  now  pursue : 
 Not  so  will  heaven  and  hell  appear, 
 When  death's  decisive  hour  is  near. 
 
 3  Almighty  God  !  thy  grace  impart ; 
 Fix  deep  conviction  on  each  heart : 
 Nor  let  us  waste  on  trifling  cares 
 That  life  which  thy  compassion  spares. 
 
 367 
 HARK !  from  the  cross  a  voice  of  peace 
 Bids  Sinai's  awful  thunder  cease ! 
 Sinner !  that  voice  of  love  obey, 
 From  Christ,  the  true,  the  living  way. 
 
 2  How  else  his  presence  wilt  thou  bear, 
 When  he  in  judgment  shall  appear  ? 
 When  slighted  love  to  wrath  shall  turn, 
 And  all  the  earth  like  Sinai  burn  ? 
 
 3  Now  from  the  cross  a  voice  of  peace 
 Bids  Sinai's  awful  thunder  cease— 
 
 O  sinner,  while  'tis  called  to-day, 
 That  voice  of  saving  love  obey. 
 
(180) 
 
 Rockbridge.  368    C.  M.  Rochester 
 
 Fhith. 
 THE  Saviour  calls— let  every  ear 
 
 Attend  the  heavenly  sound ; 
 Ye  doubting  souls,  dismiss  your  fear; 
 
 Hope  smiles  reviving  round. 
 
 2  For  every  thirsty,  longing  heart, 
 Here,  streams  of  bounty  flow ; 
 
 And  life,  and  health,  and  bliss  impart, 
 To  banish  mortal  wo. 
 
 3  Ye  sinners,  come— 'tis  mercy's  voice ; 
 That  gracious  voice  obey ; 
 
 'Tis  Jesus  calls  to  heavenly  joys— 
 And  can  you  yet  delay  ? 
 
 4  Dear  Saviour !  draw  reluctant  hearta ; 
 To  thee  let  sinners  fly, 
 
 And  take  the  bliss  thy  love  imparts, 
 And  drink— and  never  die. 
 
 369 
 
 ALL  ye,  who  feel  distressed  for  sin, 
 
 And  fear  eternal  wo, 
 You  Christ  invites  to  enter  in— 
 
 This  hour  to  Jesus  go ! 
 
 2  He,  by  his  own  almighty  word, 
 Will  all  your  fears  remove ; 
 
 For  every  wound  his  precious  blood 
 A  sovereign  balm  shall  prove. 
 
 3  His  conquering  grace  shall  set  you  free 
 From  sin's  oppressive  chains, 
 
 From  Satan's  hateful  tyranny, 
 And  everlasting  pains. 
 
 4  Come  then,  ye  heavy  laden— come 
 His  instant  help  implore : 
 
 Millions  have  found  a  peaceful  home— 
 There's  room  for  millions  more. 
 
(181) 
 
 Consolation,  370  C.  M.  Bethd. 
 
 Faith. 
 SINNERS,  the  voice  of  God  regard ; 
 
 His  mercy  speaks  to-day ; 
 He  calls  you  by  his  sovereign  word. 
 
 From  sin's  destructive  way. 
 
 2  Like  the  rough  sea,  that  cannot  rest, 
 You  live  devoid  of  peace ; 
 
 A  thousand  stings  within  your  breast, 
 Deprive  your  souls  of  ease. 
 
 3  Why  will  you  in  the  crooked  ways 
 Of  sin  and  folly  go  ! 
 
 In  pain  you  travail  all  your  days, 
 To  reap  immortal  wo  ! 
 
 4  But  he,  who  turns  to  God,  shall  live 
 Through  his  abounding  grace : 
 
 His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive, 
 Of  those  who  seek  his  face. 
 
 5  Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  word, 
 Renouncing  every  sin ; 
 
 Submit  to  him,  your  sovereign  Lord, 
 And  learn  his  will  divine. 
 
 6  His  love  exceeds  your  highest  thoughts! 
 He  pardons  like  a  God  ! 
 
 He  will  forgive  your  numerous  faults 
 Through  our  Redeemer's  blood. 
 371 
 
 SINNERS,  behold  the  Lamb  of  God, 
 Who  takes  away  our  guilt ; 
 
 Look  to  th'  atoning  precious  blood, 
 That  for  our  sins  he  spilt. 
 
 2  Sinners,  to  Jesus  now  draw  near, 
 Invited  by  his  word ; 
 
 The  chief  of  sinners  need  not  fear; 
 Behold  the  Lamb  of  God. 
 
 3  Backsliders,  too,  the  Saviour  calls, 
 And  washes  in  his  blood ; 
 
 Arise— return  from  grievous  falls; 
 Behold  the  Lamb  of  God. 
 
(182) 
 
 KaD*1*'  372  S.  M.  Golden  HflL 
 
 Faith. 
 OH,  cease  \  thou  wandring  soul, 
 
 On  restless  wing  to  roam ; 
 All  this  wide  world,  to  either  pole, 
 
 Has  not  for  thee  a  home. 
 
 2  Behold  the  ark  of  God ! 
 Behold  the  open  door  ; 
 
 01 !  haste  to  gain  that  dear  abode, 
 And  rove,  poor  soul,  no  more. 
 
 3  There,  safe  thou  shalt  abide, 
 There,  sweet  shall  be  thy  rest, 
 
 And  every  longing  satisfied, 
 
 With  full  salvation  blest. 
 373 
 NOW  yesterday's  away ! 
 
 To-morrow's  not  our  own ; 
 O  sinner,  come,  without  delay, 
 
 To  bow  before  the  throne  ? 
 2  Oh  hear  his  voice  to-day, 
 
 And  harden  not  your  heart: 
 To-morrow,  with  a  frown,  he  may 
 
 Pronounce  the  word— depart. 
 374 
 IS  this  the  kind  return, 
 
 Are  these  the  thanks  you  owe? 
 Thus  to  abuse  eternal  love, 
 
 Whence  all  your  blessings  flow. 
 
 2  To  what  a  stubborn  frame 
 Has  sin  reduced  your  mind: 
 
 What  strange  rebellious  mortals  you, 
 And  God  so  strangely  kind ! 
 
 3  Turn— turn  them,  mighty  Lord, 
 And  mould  their  souls  afresh ; 
 
 Break,  grace  divine,  these  heans  of  stonft, 
 And  give  them  hearts  of  flesh. 
 
(183) 
 
 Pisgah.  375  C.  M.  Condescension. 
 
 Faith. 
 YE  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 
 
 Behold  a  royal  feast ! 
 Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store, 
 
 For  every  humble  guest. 
 2  There  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms ; 
 
 He  calls— he  bids  you  come; 
 Though  guilt  restrains— and  fear  alarms, 
 
 Behold,  there  yet  is  room. 
 8  Oh !  come,  and  with  his  children  taste 
 
 The  blessings  of  his  love ; 
 While  hope  expects  the  sweet  repast 
 
 Of  nobler  joys  above. 
 
 4  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 
 Before  th'  eternal  throne, 
 
 Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice, 
 In  songs  on  earth  unknown. 
 
 5  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more 
 Are  welcome  still  to  come  : 
 
 Ye  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore, 
 And  enter  while  there's  room. 
 376 
 
 HOW  much  the  drooping  hearts  revive 
 Of  those  who  fear  the  Lord ; 
 
 When  sinners  dead  are  made  alive, 
 By  his  reviving  word  ! 
 
 2  The  servants  of  the  Lord  rejoice, 
 When  souls  receive  the  word- 
 When  ransom'd  sinners  hear  his  voice, 
 
 Return  and  love  the  Lord. 
 
 3  The  church  of  God  their  praises  join, 
 And  of  salvation  sing ; 
 
 They  glorify  the  grace  divine 
 Of  their  victorious  King. 
 
 4  In  heav'n  above,  th'  angelic  throng 
 Around  the  throne  rejoice  : 
 
 But  sinners  sav'd  should  swell  the  song 
 With  loudest— sweetest  voice. 
 
(184) 
 
 Ccmolation.  377  C.  M.  Ninety  Fifth. 
 
 Faith. 
 HOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds, 
 
 In  a  believer's  ear ! 
 It  sooths  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
 And  drives  away  his  fear. 
 
 2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 
 And  calms  the  troubled  breast; 
 
 'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
 And  to  the  weary  rest. 
 
 3  Dear  name !  the  rock  on  which  I  build, 
 My  shield  and  hiding  place  : 
 
 My  never-failing  treas'ry  fill'd 
 
 With  boundless  stores  of  grace. 
 Jesus !  my  shepherd,  husband,  friend, 
 
 My  prophet,  priest,  and  king ;  i 
 My  Lord,  my  life,  my  way,  my  end, 
 
 Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 
 5  "Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 
 
 And  cold  my  warmest  thought ; 
 But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
 
 I'll  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 
 3T8 
 HOW  free  and  boundless  is  the  grace 
 
 Of  our  redeeming  God  ! 
 Extending  to  the  Greek  and  Jew, 
 
 And  men  of  ev'ry  blood. 
 
 2  The  mightiest  king,  the  meanest  slave, 
 May  his  rich  mercy  taste ; 
 
 He  bids  the  beggar  and  the  prince 
 "Unto  the  gospel  feast. 
 
 3  None  are  excluded  thence,  but  those 
 Who  do  themselves  exclude ; 
 
 Welcome  the  learned  and  polite, 
 The  ignorant  and  rude. 
 
 4  Come,  then,  you  men  of  ev'ry  name, 
 Of  ev'ry  tribe  and  tongue ; 
 
 What  you  are  willing  to  receive 
 Does  unto  you  belong. 
 
(185) 
 
 Salvation.  379  C.  M.  Northfield. 
 
 Faith. 
 ASHAM'D  of  Christ !  our  souls  disdain 
 
 The  mean,  ungen'rous  thought ; 
 Shall  we  disown  that  friend  whose  blood 
 To  man  salvation  brought  % 
 
 2  With  the  glad  news  of  love  and  peace 
 From  heaven  to  earth  he  came ; 
 
 For  us  endur'd  the  painful  cross, 
 For  us  despised  the  shame. 
 
 3  To  his  command  let  us  submit 
 Ourselves  without  delay ; ' 
 
 Our  lives— yea,  thousand  lives,  if  ours, 
 His  love  can  ne'er  repay. 
 
 4  Each  faithful  foll'wer  Jesus  views 
 "With  infinite  delight, 
 
 Their  lives  to  him  are  dear— their  death 
 Is  precious  in  his  sight. 
 
 5  To  bear  his  name— his  cross  to  bear— 
 Our  highest  honor  this  ! 
 
 Who  nobly  suffers  for  him  now 
 Shall  reign  with  him  in  bliss. 
 
 6  But  should  we  in  the  evil  day, 
 From  our  profession  fly, 
 
 Jesus,  the  judge,  before  the  world 
 
 The  traitors  will  deny. 
 380 
 HOSANNA  to  our  conquering  King ! 
 
 All  hail,  incarnate  love  ! 
 Ten  thousand  songs  and  glories  wait 
 
 To  crown  thy  head  above. 
 2  Thy  victories  and  thy  deathless  fame 
 
 Through  all  the  world  shall  run, 
 And  everlasting  ages  sing 
 
 The  triumphs  thou  hast  won. 
 24 
 
(186) 
 
 REPENTANCE. 
 Balh.  381    C.  M.  St.  Martini. 
 
 YE  men  and  angels,  witness  now, 
 
 Before  the  Lord  they  speak; 
 To  him  they  make  their  solemn  vow, 
 
 A  vow  they  dare  not  break. 
 
 2  That,  long  as  life  itself  shall  last, 
 Themselves  to  Christ  they  yield  ; 
 
 Nor  from  his  cause  will  they  depart, 
 Or  eyer  quit  the  field. 
 
 3  Not  trusting  to  their  native  strength, 
 They  on  his  grace  rely : 
 
 And  he  to  their  returning  wants, 
 Will  needful  help  supply. 
 
 4  Yes,  he  will  guide  their  feet  aright, 
 And  keep  them  in  his  ways  ; 
 
 And  while  they  turn  their  sighs  to  prayers, 
 He'll  turn  their  prayers  to  praise. 
 382 
 
 AWAKE,  my  soul— stretch  every  nerve, 
 And  press  with  vigor  on  : 
 
 A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
 A  bright,  immortal  crown. 
 
 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  Blest  Saviour— introduced  by  thee, 
 Have  we  our  race  begun ; 
 
 And,  crowned  with  victory,  at  thy  feet 
 We'll  lay  our  laurels  down, 
 
(187) 
 
 Devotion.  383  L.  M.  Tender  Thought. 
 
 Repentance. 
 
 SHOW  pity.  Lord— O  Lord,  forgive, 
 Let  a  repenting  rebel  live  ; 
 Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
 May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 
 My* crimes  are  great— but  can't  surpass 
 The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace : 
 Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
 So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 
 
 3  Oh  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 
 And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean ; 
 Here,  on  my  heart,  the  burden  lies, 
 And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 
 
 4  My  lips,  with  shame,  my  sins  confess, 
 Against  thy  law— against  thy  grace : 
 Lord,  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 
 I  am  condemned— but  thou  art  clear. 
 
 5  Should  sudden  vengeance  seize  my  breath 
 
 1  must  pronounce  thee  just  in  death ; 
 And  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell, 
 Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 
 
 6  Yet,  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
 Whose  hope,  still  hovering  round  thy  word, 
 Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there. 
 Some  sure  support  against  despair. 
 
 384 
 UP  to  the  fields  where  angels  lie, 
 
 And  living  waters  gently  roll ; 
 Fain  would  their  thoughts  ascend  on  high 
 
 But  sin  hangs  heavy  on  their  soul. 
 
 2  O  might  they  once  mount  up  and  see 
 The  glories  of  th'  eternal  skies, 
 
 How  vain  a  thing  this  world  would  be ! 
 How  empty  all  its  fleeting  joys ! 
 
 3  Great  All  in  All— Eternal  King, 
 May  they  but  humbly  seek  thy  face, 
 
 Then  all  their  powers  shall  bow  and  sing 
 Thine  endless  grandeur  and  thy  grace. 
 
(188) 
 
 Tender  Thought.         335  L.  M. 
 Repentance. 
 ARISE,  in  all  thy  splendor,  Lord, 
 Let  power  attend  thy  eracious  word : 
 Unvail  the  beauties  of  thy  face, 
 And  show  the  glories  of  thy  grace. 
 
 2  Diffuse  thy  light  and  truth  abroad, 
 And  be  thou  known  th'  almighty  God ; 
 Make  bare  thine  arm— thy  power  display 
 
 .  While  truth  and  grace  thy  sceptre  sway 
 
 3  Send  forth  thy  messengers  of  peace,   ' 
 Make  Satan's  reign  and  empire  cease ; 
 Let  thy  salvation,  Lord,  be  known, 
 That  all  the  world  thy  power  may  own. 
 
 SOVEREIGN  of  w?$Ss!  display  thy  power 
 Be  this  thy  Zion's  favored  hour  : 
 Oh  bid  the  morning-star  arise, 
 Oh  point  the  heathen  to  the  skies. 
 
 2  Set  up  thy  throne  where  Satan  reigns, 
 In  western  wilds,  and  heathen  plains, 
 Far  let  the  gospel's  sound  be  known; 
 Make  thou  the  universe  thine  own. 
 
 3  Speak!  and  the  world  shall  hear  thy  voice: 
 speak !  and  the  desert  shall  rejoice : 
 Scatter  the  gloom  of  heathen  night. 
 
 Bid  every  nation  hail  the  light. 
 
 337 
 
 ASCEND  thy  throne,  almiehty  King: 
 
 Now  spread  thy  elories  all  abroad ; 
 
 a  tTne  own  arm  salvalion  bring, 
 
 And  be  thou  known  the  gracious  God; 
 Z  Let  millions  bow  before  thy  seat, 
 
 Let  humble  mourners  seek  thy  face 
 Bring  darine  rebels  to  thy  feet, 
 
 Subdued  by  thy  victorious  grace. 
 3  Oh  let  the  kingdoms  of  the  world 
 
 Become  the  kingdoms  of  the  Lord ; 
 Let  saints  and  angels  praise  thy  name 
 
 Be  thou  thro'  heaven  and  earth  adored. 
 
(189) 
 
 unbia.  388  s-  M-  Golden  Hill. 
 
 Repentance. 
 STRETCH'D  on  a  bed  of  death, 
 
 In  silence  long  1  lay  ; 
 For  sore  disease  and  wasting  pain, 
 Had  worn  my  strength  away. 
 
 2  Sweet  mercy  to  my  soul, 
 Reveal'd  no  cheering  ray; 
 
 Before  me  rose  a  long  dark  night, 
 With  no  succeeding  day. 
 
 3  I  saw  beyond  the  tomb, 
 The  awful  Judge  appear, 
 
 Prepared  to  scan  with  strict  account, 
 My  blessings  wasted  here. 
 
 4  Then  O,  how  vain  appeared 
 The  joys  beneath  the  sky ! 
 
 Like  visions  past,  like  flowers  that  blow, 
 When  winter  storms  are  nigh. 
 
 5  How  mourned  my  sinking  soul, 
 The  holy  day  divine— 
 
 The  day  of  God— that  precious  day, 
 Consumed  in  sense  and  sin. 
 
 6  Then  on  my  God  I  calPd, 
 And  made  my  mournful  cry— 
 
 "Hear  me,  0  Lord,  and  save  my  soul, 
 Lest  I  forever  die." 
 
 7  He  heard  my  humble  prayer, 
 And  sav'd  my  soul  from  death ; 
 
 I  rose  in  health  to  consecrate 
 To  him,  my  soul— my  breath. 
 
 8  O  si  nner,  fear  the  Lord, 
 While  yet  'tis  call'd  to-day ; 
 
 Return  in  health,  lest  death's  dread  voice 
 Command  your  soul  away. 
 
 9  Soon  will  the  harvest  close, 
 The  summer  soon  be  o'er : 
 
 And  soon  your  injured,  angry  Lord, 
 Will  hear  your  prayers  no  more. 
 
(190) 
 
 Hsgah.  389  C.  M. 
 
 Repentance. 
 AND  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 
 
 And  let  it  faint  or  die ; 
 My  soul  shall  quit  the  mournful  vale, 
 
 And  soar  to  worlds  on  high. 
 
 2  Shall  join  the  disembodied  saints, 
 And  find  its  long-sought  rest, 
 
 That  only  rest  for  which  it  pants, 
 On  the  Redeemer's  breast. 
 
 3  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown, 
 I  now  the  cross  sustain, 
 
 And  gladly  wander  up  and  down, 
 And  smile  at  toil  and  pain. 
 
 4  I  suffer  on  my  three  score  years, 
 Till  my  deliverer  come ; 
 
 And  wipe  away  his  servants'  tears, 
 And  take  his  exiles  home. 
 
 5  O  what  has  Jesus  done  for  me, 
 Before  my  ravished  eyes, 
 
 Rivers  of  life,  divine  I  see, 
 And  trees  of  Paradise. 
 
 6  I  see  a  world  of  spirits  bright, 
 Who  taste  the  pleasures  there  ; 
 
 They  all  are  rob'a  in  spotless  white, 
 And  conq'ring  palms  they  bear. 
 
 7  O,  what  are  all  my  sufferings  here, 
 If  Lord  thou  count  me  meet, 
 
 With  that  enraptur'd  host  t'  appear 
 And  worship  at  thy  feet. 
 
 8  Give  joy  or  grief,  give  ease  or  pain, 
 Take  life  or  friends  away ; 
 
 But  let  me  have  those  frieuds  again, 
 In  that  eternal  day. 
 
(191) 
 
 Cowolation.  390  c-  M-  TnT" 
 
 Repentance. 
 CRUSH'D  as  the  moth  beneath  thy  hand, 
 
 Men  moulder  into  dust ; 
 Our  feeble  powers  can  ne'er  withstand, 
 
 And  all  our  beauty's  lost. 
 
 2  I'm  but  a  stranger  here  below, 
 As  all  my  fathers  were ; 
 
 Like  them  I  wait  thy  time  to  go- 
 Like  them— thy  voice  to  hear. 
 
 3  But  should  my  life  be  spar'd  awhile, 
 Before  my  last  remove, 
 
 Thy  praise  shall  be  my  business  still, 
 I'll  still  declare  thy  love. 
 
 4  Come  then,  my  blessed  Saviour,  come, 
 Thy  gracious  Spirit  give : 
 
 Shine  through  this  weak— this  waiting  heart, 
 And  all  my  powers  revive. 
 
 5  My  soul  would  fain  indulge  the  hope, 
 To  reach  the  heavenly  shore  : 
 
 And  when  I  drop  this  dying  flesh, 
 That  I  shall  sin  no  more. 
 
 6  That  there  I  shall  behold  the  Lamb, 
 Who  once  for  sin  was  slain ; 
 
 But  rose  triumphant  o'er  the  grave, 
 And  on  his  throne  doth  reign. 
 
 7  I  hope  to  hear  and  join  the  song, 
 That  saints  and  angels  raise ; 
 
 And  while  eternal  ages  roll, 
 To  sing  eternal  praise. 
 
 8  Come  then,  O  blessed  Saviour,  come, 
 Thy  gracious  Spirit  give ; 
 
 And  make  thy  servant  useful  here, 
 As  long  as  he  shall  live. 
 
(192) 
 
 ConsolaGon*  391  C.  M.  PriD 
 
 Repentance. 
 WHEN  languor  and  disease  invade 
 
 This  trembling  house  of  clay, 
 'Tifl  sweet  to  look  beyond  our  pains, 
 
 And  long  to  soar  away. 
 
 2  Sweet  to  look  outward  and  attend 
 His  promises  of  love ; 
 
 Sweet  to  look  upward  to  the  place, 
 Where  Jesus  reigns  above. 
 
 3  Sweet  to  look  back  and  know  our 
 In  life's  fair  book  set  down  ; 
 
 Sweet  to  look  forward  and  behold 
 Eternal  joys  our  own. 
 
 4  Sweet  to  reflect  how  grace  divine 
 Our  sins  on  Jesus  laid ; 
 
 Sweet  to  remember  that  his  blood, 
 Our  debt  of  suffering  paid. 
 
 5  Sweet  in  his  faithfulness  to  rest, 
 Whose  love  can  never  end ; 
 
 Sweet  on  his  holy  covenant, 
 For  all  things  to  depend. 
 
 6  Sweet  in  the  confidence  of  faith 
 To  trust  his  holy  word ; 
 
 Sweet  to  recline  upon  his  arms, 
 And  know  that  he's  the  Lord. 
 
 7  If  such  the  sweetness  of  the  stream, 
 What  must  the  fountain  be, 
 
 Whence  saints  and  angels  draw  this  bliss 
 Through  all  eternity. 
 
 8  O,  may  we  ever  live  while  here, 
 To  glorify  thy  name ; 
 
 Till  in  thy  courts  we  all  appear, 
 Before  thee  and  the  Lamb. 
 
(193) 
 
 Devotion.  392  L.  M.  Tender  Thought. 
 
 AFFLICTED  soul,  to  Christ  draw  near, 
 Thy  Saviour's  gracious  promise  hear; 
 
 His  faithful  word  declares  to  thee, 
 That  as  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be. 
 
 2  Let  not  thy  heart  despond  and  say, 
 "I  tremble  to  approach  this  way:" 
 
 He  has  engaged  by  firm  decree, 
 That  as  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be. 
 
 3  Thy  faith  is  weak,  thy  foes  are  strong, 
 And  though  the  conflict  should  be  long, 
 
 Thy  Lord  will  make  the  tempter  flee, 
 For  as  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be. 
 
 4  Should  persecution  rage  and  flame, 
 Still  trust  in  thy  Redeemer's  name; 
 
 In  fiery  trials  thou  shalt  see, 
 
 That  as  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be. 
 6  When  called  to  bear  the  weighty  cross, 
 
 Of  sore  affliction,  pain  or  loss, 
 Or  deep  distress  or  poverty  ; 
 
 Still  as  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be. 
 
 1  When  ghastly  death  appears  in  view, 
 His  presence  shall  thy  fears  subdue ; 
 
 He  comes  to  set  thy  spirit  free ; 
 
 And  as  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be. 
 393 
 AWAKE,  poor  soul,  lift  up  thine  eyes: 
 
 See  where  thy  foes  against  thee  rise, 
 In  long  array  a  numerous  host ; 
 
 Awake,  poor  soul,  or  thou  art  lost. 
 
 2  Thou  tread'st  upon  enchanted  ground; 
 Perils  and  snares  beset  thee  round : 
 
 Come  now,  poor  soul,  awake  thou  must, 
 Or  be  forever— ever  lost. 
 25 
 
(194) 
 
 394  l.  M. 
 
 Repentance. 
 WHILE  life  prolongs  its  precious  light, 
 
 Mercy  is  found— and  peace  is  given; 
 But  soon— ah  soon  !  approaching  night 
 
 Shall  blot  out  every  hope  of  heaven. 
 
 2  While  God  invites— how  blest  the  day 
 How  sweet  the  gospel's  charming  sound  I 
 
 Come,  sinners,  haste — oh  haste  away, 
 While  yet  a  pardoning  God  is  found. 
 
 3  Soon,  borne  on  time's  most  rapid  wing, 
 Shall  death  command  you  to  the  grave; 
 
 Before  his  bar  your  spirits  bring, 
 And  none  be  found  to  hear,  or  save. 
 
 4  In  that  lone  land  of  deep  despair, 
 
 No   Gospels   heavenly  light  shall  rise; 
 No  God  regard  your  bitter  prayer, 
 No  Saviour  call  you  to  the  skies. 
 
 5  Now  God  invites— how  blessed  the  dayl 
 How  sweet  the  gospel's  charming  sound  I 
 
 Come,  sinners,  haste— oh,  haste  away, 
 While  yet  a  pardoning  God  is  found. 
 395 
 
 INQUIRING  souls  who  Ion?  to  find 
 Pardon  of  sin  and  peace  of  mind; 
 
 Attend  the  voice  of  God  to-day, 
 And  seek  his  love  the  good  old  way. 
 
 2  The  righteous,  the  all-precious  blood 
 Of  Jesus,  is  the  way  to  God ; 
 
 Arise,  and  be  baptized,  nor  stay, 
 But  follow  Christ  the  good  old  way. 
 
 3  Thr  -prophets  and  apostles  too, 
 
 Pub  ued  this  path  while  here  below: 
 Then  let  not  fear  your  soul  dismay, 
 Vrft  come  to  Christ  the  good  old  way. 
 
(195) 
 
 396  I*  M- 
 
 Repentance. 
 JESUS,  myall,  to  heaven  is  gone, 
 
 He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon ; 
 His  track  1  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
 
 The  narrow  way  till  him  I  view. 
 
 2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went— 
 The  road  that  leads  from  banishment— 
 
 The  King's  highway  of  holiness, 
 I'll  go,1for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 
 
 3  This  is  the  way  I  long  had  sought, 
 And  mourned  because  I  found  it  not ; 
 
 My  grief  and  burden  long  had  been 
 That  I  had  not  been  saved  from  sin. 
 
 4  The  more  I  strove  against  its  power, 
 I  felt  its  weight  and  guilt  the  more, 
 
 Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 
 "Come  hither  soul,  I  am  the  way." 
 
 5  Then  glad  I  came  to  him,  blest  Lamb  ! 
 And  made  confession  of  his  name ; 
 
 Myself  alone  had  I  to  give  ; 
 Nothing  but  love  did  I  receive. 
 
 6  Now  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round, 
 What  a  blest  Saviour  I  have  found : 
 
 I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
 
 And  say,  "  Behold  the  way  to  God." 
 397 
 ETERNAL  Sovereign,  Lord  of  all, 
 
 Prostrate  before  thy  throne  I  fall ; 
 The  guide  and  strength  of  all  my  ways, 
 
 Thou  art  my  God,  and  theeTll  praise. 
 2  Be  this  my  glory  when  I  rise 
 
 To  that  bright  world  above  the  skies ; 
 Forever  there  this  song  I'll  raise, 
 
 Thou  art  my  God,  and  thee  I'll  praise. 
 
(196) 
 
 Supplication.  39g  L.  M. 
 
 Repentance. 
 AWAKE  my  soul  in  joyful  lays, 
 
 And  sing  thy  great  Redeemer's  praise ; 
 He  justly  claims  a  song  from  thee— 
 
 His  loving  kindness,  0  how  free  ! 
 
 2  He  saw  thee  ruined  by  the  fall, 
 
 Yet  loved  thee,  notwithstanding  all ; 
 He  saved  thee  from  thy  lost  estate ; 
 His  loving  kindness,  O  how  great ! 
 
 3  Though  numerous  hosts  of  mighty  foes 
 Though  sin  and  death  my  way  oppose; 
 
 He  safely  leads  my  soul  along ; 
 His  loving  kindness,  O  how  strong  I 
 
 4  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale — 
 Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  shall  fail, 
 
 O  may  my  last  expiring  breath 
 His  loving  kindness  sing  in  death. 
 
 5  Then  let  me  mount  and  soar  away, 
 To  the  bright  worlds  of  endless  day; 
 
 And  sing  with  rapture  and  surprise, 
 His  loving  kindness  in  the  skies. 
 
 399 
 
 FAR  from  my  thoughts  vain  world  begone, 
 
 Let  my  religious  hours  alone : 
 Fain  would  my  eyes  my  Saviour  see, 
 
 I  wait  a  visit,  Lord,  from  thee. 
 
 2  Bless'd  Saviour,  what  delicious  fare  1 
 How  sweet  thy  entertainments  are! 
 
 Never  did  angels  taste  above, 
 Redeeming  grace  and  dying  love. 
 
 3  Hail,  great  Immanuel,  all  divine ; 
 In  thee  thy  Father's  glories  shine; 
 
 Thou  brightest,  sweetest,  fairest  one, 
 That  eyes  have  seen,  or  angels  known. 
 
(197) 
 
 Ganges.  400    8s  and  69. 
 
 Repentance. 
 WAK'D  by  the  gospel  trumpet's  sound, 
 
 My  soul  in  bonds  of  guilt  1  found, 
 Nor  dar'd  to  Jesus  go : 
 
 O'erwhelmed  with  sin,  with  anguish  slain, 
 "The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 
 
 Or  sink  to  endless  woe. 
 2  Amaz'd  I  stood  but  could  not  tell 
 
 Which  way  to  shun  the  gates  of  hell, 
 For  death  and  hell  drew  near : 
 
 T  strove  indeed  but  strove  in  vain : 
 "The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 
 
 Still  sounded  in  my  ear. 
 8  When  from  the  word  I  trembling  fled, 
 
 It  poured  its  judgments  on  my  head— 
 I  no  relief  could  find ; 
 
 This  fearful  truth  increased  my  pain— 
 !  "The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 
 I     Or  drink  the  wrath  of  God. 
 
 4  The  saints  I  heard  with  rapture  tell, 
 
 '     How  Jesus  conquer'd  death  and  hell, 
 ;  And  broke  the  fowler's  snare : 
 
 Yet  still  I  found  this  truth  remain— 
 I  "The  sinner  must  be  born  again"— 
 ]     I  sank  in  deep  despair. 
 
 5  But  while  I  thus  in  anguish  lay 
 Afraid,  ashamed  to  go  the  way— 
 
 |:  The  way  of  Christ  on  high, 
 i     I  rose  amid  my  torturing  pain, 
 i  In  faith  baptized,  was  "born  again" 
 1      To  hopes  beyond  the  sky. 
 
 6  To  heaven  the  joyful  tidings  flew, 
 
 I      The  angels  tuned  their  harps  anew, 
 
 1  And  loftier  songs  did  raise : 
 
 j     All  hail !  the'Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
 
 J  Unnumbered  millions  born  again, 
 
 I     Shall  shout  thine  endless  praise. 
 
(198) 
 
 401    *■ 
 
 Repentance 
 
 FOUNT  of  everlasting  love, 
 Rich  thy  streams  of  mercy  are  j 
 
 Flowing  purely  from  above, 
 Beauty  marks  their  course  afar. 
 
 2  Lo!  the  church,  thy  garden  now, 
 Blooms  beneath  the  heavenly  shower 
 
 Sinners  feel,  and  melt,  and  bow, 
 Mild,  but  mighty  is  thy  power. 
 
 3  God  of  grace,  before  thy  throne, 
 Here  our  warmest  thanks  we  bring; 
 
 Thine  the  glory,  thine  alone ; 
 Loudest  praise  to  thee  we  sing. 
 
 4  Hear,  O  hear  our  grateful  song ; 
 Let  thy  spirit  still  descend : 
 
 Eoll  the  tide  of  grace  along, 
 Widening,  deepening  to  the  end. 
 
 402 
 
 LORD,  thy  church  hath  seen  thee  rise, 
 To  thy  temple  in  the  skies  : 
 Lord  my  Saviour  !  Lord  my  King ! 
 Still  thy  ransomed  round  thee  sing. 
 2  When  in  glories  all  divine, 
 Through  the  earth  thy  church  shall  shine, 
 Kings,  in  prayer  and  praise  shall  wait, 
 Bending  at  thy  temple's  gate. 
 
 403 
 
 ON  thy  church,  0  Power  divine, 
 Cause  thy  glorious  face  to  shine ; 
 Till  the  nations  from  afar 
 Hail  her  as  their  guiding  star, 
 2  Then  shall  God,  with  lavish  hand, 
 Scatter  blessings  o'er  the  land ; 
 And  the  world's  remotest  bound 
 With  the  voice  of  praise  resound. 
 
(199) 
 
 Devotion.  404  L.  M.  ExborkttoQ. 
 
 Repentance. 
 
 1  LONG  to  see  the  seasons  come, 
 
 When  sinners  shall  come  flocking  home, 
 To  taste  the  sweets  of  Jesus'  love, 
 And  seek  the  joys  that  are  above. 
 
 2  Hark  !  the  glorious  gospel's  sound- 
 Inviting  sinners  all  around ; 
 
 Behold,  your  loving  Saviour  stands, 
 And  spread  for  you  his  bleeding  hands. 
 
 3  Then  come,  poor  sinners,  own  your  Lord ; 
 Reform  your  lives,  obey  his  word, 
 
 He'll  wash  you  in  his  precious  blood 
 And  seal  you  heirs  and  sons  of  God. 
 
 4  A  few  more  days  and  you  must  go, 
 To  realms  of  joy  or  endless  woe ; 
 
 In  worlds  of  light  with  Christ  to  dwell, 
 Or  sink  beneath  his  frowns  to  hell. 
 
 5  Come  then,  dear  sinners,  counsel  take, 
 And  all  your  sinful  ways  forsake  ; 
 
 The  world  give  o'er,  leave  friends  behind  : 
 And  in  this  Christ  redemption  find. 
 
 6  Take  your  companion  by  the  hand, 
 And  all  your  children  in  a  band ; 
 
 And  give  them  up  at  Jesus'  call, 
 To  pardon,  save,  and  bless  them  all. 
 
 7  Thus,  when  the  day  of  Christ  shall  come, 
 And  he  collect  his  jewels  home, 
 
 On  Zion's  mount  you  all  shall  stand, 
 And  join  the  bright  angelic  band. 
 
 8  O  what  a  glorious  company- 
 May  I  be  there  that  sight  to  see, 
 
 And  join  in  praise  to  Jesus'  name, 
 All  glorious  in  Jerusalem. 
 Doxology. 
 Praise  God  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
 Praise  him  all  creatures  here  below, 
 Praise  him  all  ye  heavenly  host, 
 Praise  him  ye  saints  who  owe  him  most. 
 
(200) 
 
 New  Orleans  405  c-  M- 
 
 Repentance. 
 RELIGION  is  the  chief  concern 
 
 Of  mortals  here  below : 
 May  all  its  great  importance  learn— 
 
 Its  sovereign  virtue  know. 
 
 2  More  needful  this  than  glittering  wealth 
 Or  aught  the  world  bestows ; 
 
 Nor  reputation,  food,  or  health. 
 Can  give  us  such  repose. 
 
 3  Religion  should  our  thoughts  engage, 
 Amidst  our  youthful  bloom 
 
 'Twill  fit  us  for  declining  age. 
 Or  for  an  early  tomb. 
 
 4  O  may  our  hearts,  by  grace  renew'd, 
 Be  our  Redeemer's  throne ; 
 
 And  be  our  stubborn  wills  subdued, 
 His  government  to  own. 
 
 5  Let  deep  repentance,  faith  and  love, 
 Be  joined  with  godly  fear:  . 
 
 And  all  our  conversation  prove 
 Our  hearts  to  be  sincere. 
 
 6  Preserve  us  from  the  snares  of  sin, 
 Through  our  remaining  days, 
 
 And  in  us  let  each  virtue  shine 
 To  our  Redeemer's  praise. 
 
 7  Let  lively  hope  our  souls  inspire, 
 Let  warm  affections  rise ; 
 
 And  may  we  wait  with  strong  desire 
 
 To  mount  above  the  skies. 
 406 
 O  THAT  I  knew  the  secret  place. 
 
 Where  I  might  find  my  God ; 
 I'd  spread  my  wants  before  his  face, 
 
 And  pour  my  woes  abroad. 
 2  Arise  my  soul  from  deep  distress, 
 
 And  banish  every  fear ; 
 He  calls  thee  to  his  throne  of  grace, 
 
 To  spread  thy  sorrows  there. 
 
(201) 
 
 Dublin.  407  C.  M.  K 
 
 Repentance. 
 0  FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
 
 A  calm,  a  heavenly  frame— 
 A  sweet  devotion  on  the  road, 
 
 That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb ! , 
 
 2  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 
 Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
 
 Pd  tear  with  pleasure  from  thy  throne, 
 And  worship  only  thee. 
 
 3  So  should  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 
 Calm  and  serene  my  frame, 
 
 And  pure  devotion  mark  the  road 
 That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb, 
 408 
 STOOP  down  my  thoughts  that  used  to  rise, 
 
 Converse  awhile  with  death ; 
 
 Think  how  a  panting  mortal  lies, 
 
 And  gasps  away  his  breath. 
 
 2  His  quivering  lip  hangs  feebly  down, 
 His  pulse  is  faint  and  few ; 
 
 yThen  speechless  with  a  doleful  groan, 
 He  bids  the  world  adieu. 
 
 3  But  0  the  soul  that  never  dies, 
 At  once  it  leaves  the  clay ; 
 
 Its  thoughts  pursue  it  where  it  flies, 
 And  track  its  wondrous  way. 
 
 4  Up  to  the  courts  where  angels  dwell, 
 It  mounts  triumphing  there, 
 
 Or  demons  plunge  it  down  to  hell, 
 In  infinite  despair. 
 
 5  And  must  this  body  faint  and  die  ? 
 And  must  this  soul  remove  1 
 
 O  for  some  guardian  angel  nigh 
 To  bear  it  safe  above. 
 
 6  Jesus,  to  thy  blest  faithful  hand, 
 My  naked  soul  I  trust ; 
 
 My  flesh  shall  wait  for  thy  command 
 To  drop  into  the  dust. 
 26 
 
(202) 
 
 New  (Means.  409  C.  M. 
 
 Repentance. 
 THEE  we  adore,  Eternal  name, 
 
 And  humbly  own  to  thee, 
 How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 
 
 What  dying  worms  are  we. 
 
 2  Our  wasting  lives  grow  shorter  still, 
 As  months  and  days  increase, 
 
 And  every  beating  pulse  we  tell, 
 Leaves  but  the  number  less. 
 
 3  Great  God,  on  what  a  slender  thread 
 Hang  everlasting  things ! 
 
 Th'  eternal  state  of  all  the  dead, 
 Upon  life's  feeble  strings  ! 
 
 4  Infinite  joy  or  endless  woe, 
 Attends  on  every  breath, 
 
 And  yet  how  unconcerned  we  go 
 Upon  the  brink  of  death. 
 
 5  Waken,  0  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense, 
 To  walk  the  dangerous  road ; 
 
 That  if  our  souls  be  hurried  hence, 
 
 They  may  be  found  in  God. 
 410 
 THE  time  is  short !— sinners,  beware, 
 
 Nor  trifle  time  away ; 
 The  word  of  his  salvation  hear, 
 
 While  yet  'tis  called  to-day. 
 
 2  The  time  is  short !— O  sinners,  now, 
 To  Christ  the  Lord  submit ; 
 
 To  mercy's  golden  sceptre  bow, 
 And  fall  at  Jesus'  feet. 
 
 3  The  time  is  short !— ye  saints  rejoice— 
 The  Lord  will  quickly  come : 
 
 Soon  shall  you  hear  the  Saviour's  roice, 
 To  call  you  to  your  home. 
 
 4  The  time  is  short !— it  swiftly  flies— 
 The  hour  is  just  at  hand, 
 
 When  we  shall  mount  above  the  skies, 
 And  reach  the  wished-for  land. 
 
(203) 
 
 NewOrleani.  41 1   CM. 
 
 Repentance. 
 WHY  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 
 
 Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
 'Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends. 
 
 To  call  us  to  his  arms. 
 
 2  Are  we  not  tending  upward  too, 
 As  fast  as  time  can  move  1 
 
 Nor  should  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow 
 To  keep  us  from  his  love. 
 
 3  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 
 Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  1 
 
 There  the  blest  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 
 And  left  a  rich  perfume. 
 
 4  The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he  bless'd, 
 And  softened  every  bed ; 
 
 Where  should  thy  dying  members  rest, 
 But  with  their  dying  head? 
 
 5  Thence  he  arose  ascending  high, 
 And  show'd  our  feet  the  way ; 
 
 Up  to  the  Lord  our  flesh  shall  fly, 
 At  the  grea.t  rising  day. 
 
 6  Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sounds 
 And  bid  our  kindred  rise; 
 
 Awake  ye  nations  under  ground, 
 
 Ye  saints  ascend  the  skies. 
 412 
 DEATH,  'tis  a  melancholy  day, 
 
 To  those  who  have  no  God ; 
 When  the  poor  soul  is  forced  away, 
 
 To  seek  her  last  abode. 
 
 2  In  vain  to  heaven  she  lifts  her  eyes, 
 For  guilt,  a  heavy  chain, 
 
 Still  drags  her  downward  from  the  skies, 
 To  darkness,  fire,  and  pain. 
 
 3  Prepare  me,  Lord,  for  thy  right  hand, 
 Then  come  the  joyful  day  ; 
 
 Come  death,  and  come  celestial  band 
 And  bear  my  soul  away. 
 
(204) 
 
 Primrose.  413  C.  M.  Meal, 
 
 Repentance. 
 PLUNG'D  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 
 
 We  wretched  sinners  lay, 
 Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope," 
 
 Or  spark  of  glimm'ring  day. 
 
 2  With  pitying  eye  the  Prince  of  Peace 
 Beheld  our  helpless  grief; 
 
 He  saw,  and  (O !  amazing  love !) 
 He  ran  to  our  relief. 
 
 3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above, 
 With  joyful  haste  he  fled, 
 
 Enter'd  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
 And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 
 
 4  O !  for  this  love  let  rocks  and  hills 
 Their  lasting  silence  break, 
 
 And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
 Their  Saviour's  praises  speak. 
 
 5  Angels  assist  our  mighty  joy, 
 Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold  ; 
 
 But  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes, 
 His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 
 414      7*. 
 GRATEFUL  notes  and  numbers  bring, 
 
 While  Jehovah's  praise  we  sing : 
 Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
 Be  thy  glorious  name  ador'd ! 
 
 2  Saints  below,  and  saints  above, 
 Sing  the  great  Redeemer's  love ; 
 
 Lord,  thy  mercies  never  fail, 
 Hail  celestial  goodness,  hail ! 
 
 3  While  on  earth  ordain'd  to  stay, 
 Guide  our  footsteps  in  the  way, 
 
 Till  we  come  to  reign  with  thee, 
 And  thy  glorious  greatness  see. 
 
 4  Then  in  higher  songs  of  praise, 
 We'll  our  grateful  voices  raise ; 
 
 And  through  heaven's  all-spacious  round 
 Jesus'  name  shall  ever  sound. 
 
(205) 
 
 Deration.  415   C.  M. 
 
 Repentance. 
 WHAT  poor  despised  company 
 
 Of  travellers  are  these, 
 Who  walk  in  yonder  narrow  way, 
 
 Along  the  rugged  maze  ? 
 
 2  Ah !  these  are  of  a  royal  line, 
 AH  children  of  a  King ; 
 
 Heirs  of  immortal  crowns  divine, 
 And  lo !  for  joy  they  sing. 
 
 3  Why  do  they  then  appear  so  mean, 
 And  why  so  much  despis'd  1 
 
 Because  of  their  rich  robes  unseen, 
 The  world  is  not  appris'd. 
 
 4  But  some  of  them  seem  poor,  distress'd, 
 And  lacking  daily  bread  : 
 
 Ah  f  they're  of  boundless  wealth  possess'd, 
 With  hidden  manna  fed. 
 
 5  But  why  keep  they  the  narrow  road, 
 That  rugged  thorny  maze  1 
 
 Why  that's  the  way  their  leader  trod— 
 They  love  and  keep  his  ways. 
 
 6  Why  must  they  shun  the  pleasant  path 
 That  worldlings  love  so  well  ? 
 
 Because  that  is  the  way  to  death, 
 The  open  road  to  hell. 
 
 7  What,  is  there  then  no  other  road 
 To  Salem's  happy  ground  ? 
 
 Christ  is  the  only  way  to  God- 
 None  other  can  be  found. 
 
 8  Then  let  us  in  this  way  rejoice, 
 And  in  the  truth  abound, 
 
 Till  Jesus  with  his  angels  comes, 
 •  And  Michael's  trump  shall  sound. 
 
 9  Then  we  shall  mount  on  wings  of  love, 
 And  meet  in  realms  on  high, 
 
 And  saints  and  angels  join  in  praise 
 Through  all  eternity. 
 
(206) 
 
 416  c  M. 
 
 Repentance* 
 LET  avarice  from  shore  tc  shore, 
 
 Her  idol— wealth,  pursue: 
 Thy  word,  0  Lord,  we  value  more, 
 
 Than  India  or  Peru. 
 
 2  Here  mines  of  knowledge,  love,  and  joy, 
 Are  open  to  our  sight ; 
 
 The  purest  gold  without  alloy, 
 And  gems  divinely  bright. 
 
 3  The  counsel  of  redeeming  grace, 
 These  sacred  leaves  unfold, 
 
 And  here  the  Saviour's  lovely  face, 
 Our  raptur'd  eyes  behold. 
 
 4  Here  light  descending  from  above, 
 Directs  our  doubtful  feet ; 
 
 Here  promises  of  heav'nly  love 
 Our  ardent  wishes  meet. 
 
 5  Our  num'rous  griefs  are  here  redrew'd 
 And  all  nur  wants  suppli'd  ; 
 
 Nought  can  we  ask  to  make  us  blest, 
 Is  in  this  book  deni'd. 
 
 6  For  these  inestimable  gains, 
 That  so  enrich  the  mind ; 
 
 O  may  we  reach  with  eager  pains, 
 Assur'd  that  we  shall  find. 
 
 411 
 
 GOD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 
 
 His  wonders  to  perform ; 
 He  plants  his  footsteps  on  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  gracious  will. 
 
(207) 
 
 3  You  fearful  saints  fresh  courage  take; 
 The  clouds  you  so  much  dread, 
 
 Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break. 
 In  blessings  on  your  head. 
 
 4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 
 But  trust  him  for  his  grace : 
 
 Behind  a  frowning  Providence 
 He  hides  a  smiling  face. 
 
 5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 
 Unfolding  ev'ry  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. 
 418 
 O  GOD  of  Bethel,  by  whose  hand 
 
 Thy  people  still  are  fed ; 
 "Who  thro'  this  weary  pilgrimage 
 
 Hast  all  our  fathers  led. 
 
 2  Our  vows,  our  prayers,  we  now  present 
 Before  thy  throne  of  grace : 
 
 God  of  our  fathers,  be  the  God 
 Of  their  succeeding  race. 
 
 3  Through  each  succeeding  path  of  life, 
 Our  wand'ring  footsteps  guide : 
 
 Give  us  each  day  our  dailybread, 
 And  raiment  fit  provide. 
 
 4  O  spread  thy  cov'ring  wings  around, 
 Till  all  our  wand'rings  cease, 
 
 And  at  our  Father's  lovVl  abode, 
 Our  souls  arrive  in  peace. 
 
 5  Such  blessings  from  thy  gracious  hand 
 Our  humble  prayers  implore  ; 
 
 And  thou  shalt  be  our  chosen  God, 
 And  portion  evermore. 
 
(208) 
 
 419   c.  m. 
 
 Repentance. 
 O  GOD,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
 
 Our  hope  for  years  to  come. 
 Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
 
 And  our  eternal  home. 
 
 2  Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  throne 
 Thy  saints  have  dwelt  secure : 
 
 Sufficient  is  thy  arm  alone, 
 And  our  defence  is  sure. 
 
 3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood; 
 Or  earth  receiv'd  her  frame, 
 
 From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
 To  endless  years  the  same. 
 
 4  A  thousand  ages  in  thy  sight 
 Are  like  an  ev'ning  gone  : 
 
 Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night. 
 Before  the  rising  sun. 
 
 5  The  busy  tribes  of  flesh  and  blood, 
 With  all  their  cares  and  fears, 
 
 Are  carried  downward  with  the  flood, 
 And  lost  in  following  years. 
 
 6  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 
 Bears  all  its  sons  away ; 
 
 They  fly  forgotten  as  a  dream 
 Dies  at  the  op'ning  day. 
 
 7  O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
 Our  hope  for  years  to  come  ! 
 
 Be  thou  our  guard  while  life  shall  last, 
 
 And  our  eternal  home ! 
 O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
 
 Our  hope  for  years  to  come ! 
 Be  thou  our  guard  while  life  shall  last, 
 
 And  our  eternal  home  ! 
 
(209) 
 
 Baptism. 
 
 Dover.  420   S.  M. 
 
 DOWN  to  the  sacred  wave 
 
 The  Lord  of  life  was  led  ; 
 And  he  who  came,  our  souls  to  save, 
 
 In  Jordan  bowed  his  head. 
 
 2  He  taught  the  solemn  way, 
 He  fixed  the  holy  rite ; 
 
 He  bade  his  ransomed  ones  obey, 
 And  keep  the  path  of  light. 
 
 3  The  Holy  Spir't  came  down, 
 The  baptism  to  approve ; 
 
 The  ordinance  of  Christ  to  crown, 
 And  stamp  it  with  his  love. 
 
 4  Dear  Saviour,  we  will  tread 
 In  thy  appointed  way; 
 
 Let  glory  o'er  these  scenes  be  shed, 
 And  smile  on  us  to-day. 
 421 
 Church. 
 "  CHOOSE  ye  his  cross  to  bear, 
 "Who  bowed  to  Jordan's  wave  1 
 Clad  in  his  armor  will  ye  dare, 
 In  faith,  a  watery  grave  1 
 Candidates. 
 
 2  "  "We  love  his  holy  word, 
 His  precepts  we  obey, 
 
 Buried  in  baptism  with  our  Lord, 
 "We  seek  to  be,  this  day." 
 Church. 
 
 3  All  hail !  ye  blessed  band, 
 Shrink  not  to  do  his  will, 
 
 In  deep  humility,  this  work 
 Of  righteousness  fulfil. 
 
 4  Tread  in  his  steps,  with  prayer, 
 Invoke  his  Spirit  free, 
 
 And  as  he  burst  the  gates  of  death, 
 So  may  your  rising  be. 
 27 
 
(210) 
 
 422  SM. 
 
 Baptism. 
 COME  and  behold  the  place, 
 
 Where  once  your  Saviour  lay: 
 Confess  that  he  is  Lord  of  all, 
 
 And  humble  homage  pay. 
 
 2  Laid  in  the  watery  grave, 
 He  quickly  rose  again ; 
 
 Buried  with  him,  we  too  shall  rise, 
 And  endless  life  obtain. 
 
 3  Now  may  the  Spirit  crown 
 With  tokens  of  his  grace, 
 
 The  solemn  service  of  this  day, 
 
 And  bid  us  go  in  peace. 
 423 
 SAVIOUR,  thy  law  we  love, 
 
 Thy  pure  example  bless, 
 And  with  a  firm,  unwavering  zeal 
 
 Would  in  thy  footsteps  press. 
 
 2  Not  to  the  fiery  pains 
 
 By  which  the  martyrs  bled  ; 
 Not  to  the  scourge,  the  thorn,  the  cross, 
 Our  favored  feet  are  led. 
 
 3  But,  at  this  peaceful  tide, 
 Assembled  in  thy  fear, 
 
 The  homage  of  obedient  hearts 
 
 We  humbly  offer  here. 
 424 
 CONSTRAIN'D  by  love  we  come 
 
 Down  to  the  water-side, 
 To  imitate  God's  only  Son— 
 
 The  convert's  only  guide. 
 2  Mortals,  this  is  the  way, 
 
 Christ  and  th'  Apostles  trod : 
 Reform  and  be  immersed  to-day— 
 
 You  shall  be  bless'd  of  God. 
 
(211) 
 
 Hebron,  425  I-  M.  DwctoE. 
 
 JgqptfWB. 
 
 'TWAS  the  commission  of  our  Lord, 
 "Go teach  the  nations  and  baptize;" 
 The  nations  have  receiv'd  the  word 
 Since  he  ascended  to  the  skies. 
 
 2  He  sits  upon  th'  eternal  hills 
 With  grace  and  pardon  in  his  hands ; 
 And  sends  his  cov'nant  with  his  seals, 
 To  bles3  the  distant  Pagan  lands. 
 
 3  "Reform  and  be  immers'd,"  he  saith 
 "For  the  remission  of  your  sins," 
 
 And  thus  our  sense  assists  our  faith, 
 And  shows  us  what  the  gospel  means. 
 
 4  Our  souls  he  washes  in  his  blood, 
 As  water  makes  the  body  clean  ; 
 And   the   good  Spirit  from  our  God 
 Descends  like  purifying  rain. 
 
 426 
 DESCENDING  down  into  the  flood, 
 We  his  great  sufferings  there  behold, 
 Who  in  deep  waters  for  us  stood, 
 While  floods  of  wrath  upon  him  roll'd. 
 
 2  And  when  beneath  the  waters  laid, 
 Our  breath  suspended  in  their  womb, 
 We  call  to  mind  how  Jesus  died, 
 And  buried  lay  within  the  tomb. 
 
 3  As  from  the  wat'ry  grave  we  rise, 
 And  see  him  from  death's  prison  freed, 
 Discharg'd  from  sin,  crown'd  with  the  priie 
 Of  endless  life  for  all  his  seed. 
 
 4  This  sign  does  to  our  faith  declare 
 Our  part  in  him  who  once  was  dead ; 
 For  into  death  immers'd  we  are, 
 And  with  him  buried  as  our  head. 
 
 5  And  as  the  Father's  glorious  power 
 Did  life  eternal  to  himgive, 
 
 So  by  this  pledge  he  makes  us  sure 
 That  as  he  lives  we'll  also  live. 
 
(212) 
 
 Devotion.  427  L.  M.  Hebr* 
 
 Baptism. 
 COME  all  you  sons  of  God  and  view 
 Your  bleeding  Saviour's  love  to  you; 
 Behold  him  sink  with  heavy  woes, 
 And  give  his  life  to  save  his  foes. 
 
 2  Here  in  the  pure  baptismal  wave, 
 You  see  the  emblem  of  his  grave, 
 Come  all  who  would  his  laws  obey, 
 And  view  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 
 
 3  When  you  ascend  above  the  floods 
 Then  call  to  mind  your  rising  Lord ; 
 You  saints  lift  up  your  joyful  eyes ; 
 Exulting  see  your  Saviour  rise, 
 
 4  You,  too,  are  bury'd  withyour  Lord, 
 Who  in  the  water  own  his  word, 
 And  joyfully  receive  therein, 
 Remission  of  your  former  sin. 
 
 5  Ascending  from  the  stream,  behold, 
 An  emblem  of  your  life  restor'd ; 
 Live  unto  him  who  died  for  you, 
 And  all  his  just  commandments  do. 
 
 428 
 COME,  you  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 
 Come  and  obey  the  sacred  word : 
 He  died  and  rose  again  for  you— 
 What  more  could  your  Redeemer  do  1 
 
 2  We  to  this  place  have  come  to  show 
 What  we  to  boundless  mercy  owe ; 
 The  Saviour's  footsteps  to  explore, 
 And  tread  the  path  he  trod  before. 
 
 3  Almighty  Lord  be  present  still, 
 Thy  ancient  promise  to  fulfil, 
 That  they  who  in  thy  aame  believe, 
 May  peace  and  pardon  here  receive. 
 
(213) 
 
 Rockbridge.  429   S*  M.  Hebion. 
 
 Baptism. 
 DO  we  not  know  that  solemn  word, 
 That  we  are  buried  with  the  Lord  *} 
 Baptized  into  his  death,  and  then 
 Put  off  the  body  of  our  sin  1  * 
 
 2  Our  souls  receive  diviner  breath, . 
 Raised  from  corruption,  guilt  and  death ; 
 So  from  the  grave  did  Christ  arise, 
 
 And  lives  to  God  above  the  skies. 
 
 3  No  more  let  sin  or  Satan  reign 
 Over  our  mortal  flesh  again : 
 
 The  various  lusts  we  served  before 
 Shall  have  dominion  now  no  more. 
 
 430 
 GO  teach  the  nations,  and  baptize, 
 Aloud  the  ascending  Jesus  cries ; 
 His  glad  apostles  took  the  word, 
 And  round  the  nations  preach'd  their  Lord. 
 2  Commission'd  thus,  by  Zion's  King, 
 We  to  his  holy  laver  bring 
 These  happy  converts,  who  have  known 
 And  trusted  in  his  grace  alone. 
 
 431   P.M. 
 
 SING  to  the  Lord  above, 
 Who  deigns  on  earth  to  raise 
 
 A  temple  to  his  love, 
 A  monument  of  praise  : 
 
 You  saints  around,  through  all  its  frame, 
 
 Harmonious  sound  the  builder's  name. 
 
 Beneath  his  eye  and  care, 
 
 The  edifice  shall  rise 
 Majestic,  strong  and  fair, 
 
 And  shine  above  the  skies : 
 There  shall  he  place  the  polish'd  stone, 
 Ordain'd  the  work  of  grace  to  crown. 
 
(214) 
 
 Bockbridg*.  432    L  M. 
 
 Baptism.  \ 
 SEE  how  the  willing  converts  trace 
 
 The  path  their  great  Redeemer  trod : 
 And  follow  through  his  liquid  grave, 
 
 The  meek,  the  lowly  son  of  God. 
 
 2  Here  they  renounce  their  former  deeds, 
 And  to  a  heavenly  life  aspire  ; 
 
 Their  rags  for  glorious  robes  exchanged, 
 They  shine  in  clean  and  bright  attire. 
 
 3  O  sacred  rite  !  by  thee,  the  name 
 Of  Jeeus  we  to  own  begin ; 
 
 This  is  our  resurrection  pledge? 
 Pledge  of  the  pardon  of  our  sin. 
 
 4  Glory  to  God  on  high  be  given, 
 Who  shews  his  grace  to  sinful  men ; 
 
 Let  saints  on  earth,  and  saints  in  heaven, 
 In  concert  join  their  loud  amen. 
 
 433 
 HOSANNA  to  our  Saviour,  God, 
 "Who  suff'red  in  our  room  and  stead  ! 
 He  was  immers'd  in  Jordan's  flood, 
 And  then  immers'd  in  sweat  and  blood  1 
 
 ■     2  Behold  the  grave  where  Jesus  lay, 
 Before  he  shed  his  precious  blood  1 
 How  plain  he  marlrd  the  humble  way 
 To  sinners,  through  the  mystic  flxd ! 
 3  We  to  this  place  are  come,  to  show 
 What  we  to  boundless  mercy  owe; 
 The  Saviour's  footsteps  to  explore, 
 And  tread  Uie  path  he  trod  before. 
 We  to  this  place  are  come,  to  show 
 What  we  to  boundless  mercy  owe; 
 The  Saviour's  footsteps  to  explore, 
 And  tread  the  path  he  trod  before. 
 
(215) 
 
 Tribulation.  434    C.  M. 
 
 Baptism. 
 PROCLAIM,  says  Christ,  my  wondrous  grace 
 
 To  all  the  sons  of  men, 
 He  that  believes  and  is  immers'd, 
 
 Salvation  shall  obtain. 
 
 2  Let  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those, 
 Who,  hoping  in  the  word, 
 
 This  day  have  publicly  declar'd 
 Tiiat  Jesus  is  their  Lord. 
 
 3  With  cheerful  feet  may  they  advance, 
 And  run  the  christian  race  ; 
 
 And  through  the  troubles  of  the  way, 
 Find  all-sufficient  grace. 
 
 435 
 
 BURIED  beneath  the  yielding  wave, 
 
 The  great  Redeemer  lies ; 
 Faith  views  him  in  the  watery  grave, 
 
 And  thence  beholds  him  rise. 
 2  With  joy  we  in  his  footsteps  tread, 
 
 And  would  his  cause  maintain, 
 Like  him  be  numbered  with  the  dead, 
 
 And  with  him  rise  and  reign. 
 436 
 BAPTIZED  into  our  Saviour's  death. 
 
 Our  souls  to  sin  must  die ; 
 .  With  Christ  our  Lord  we  live  anew, 
 
 With  Christ  ascend  on  high. 
 
 2  There  by  his  Father's  side  he  sits, 
 Enthron'd  divinely  fair ; 
 
 Yet  owns  himself  our  brother  still, 
 And  our  forerunner  there. 
 
 3  Rise  from  these  earthly  trifles,  rise, 
 On  wings  of  faith  and  love; 
 
 Above  our  choicest  treasure  lies 
 And  be  our  hearts  above. 
 
(216) 
 
 Salvation.  437    CM.  Consolation. 
 
 Baptism. 
 IN  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways, 
 
 My  journey  I'll  pursue; 
 Hinder  me  not  ye  much-lov'd  saints, 
 
 For  I  must  go  with  you. 
 
 2  Thro'  floods  and  flames  if  Jesus  lead, 
 I'll  follow  where  he  goes ; 
 
 1  will  arise  and  be  baptised, 
 
 Tho'  earth  and  hell  oppose. 
 
 3  Thro'  duty  and  thro'  trials  too, 
 I'll  go  at  his  command  ; 
 
 Hinder  me  not,  for  I  am  bound 
 To  my  Immanuel's  land. 
 
 4  And  when  my  Saviour  calls  me  home, 
 Still  this  my  cry  shall  be, 
 
 Hinder  me  not,  come,  welcome  death, 
 
 I'll  gladly  go  with  thee. 
 438 
 O  LORD,  and  will  thy  pardoning  love, 
 
 Embrace  a  wretch  so  vile  ? 
 Wilt  thou  my  load  of  guilt  remove, 
 
 And  bless  me  with  thy  smile? 
 
 2  Hast  thou  the  cross  for  me  endured, 
 And  all  its  shame  despised  1 
 
 And  shall  I  be  ashamed,  O  Lord, 
 With  thee  to  be  baptised1} 
 
 3  Didst  thou  the  great  example  lead, 
 In  Jordan's  swelling  flood  ? 
 
 And  shall  my  pride  disdain  the  deed 
 That's  worthy  of  my  Lord  ? 
 
 4  O  Lord,  the  ardor  of  thy  love, 
 •Reproves  my  cold  delays: 
 
 And  on  my  willing  footsteps  move, 
 In  thy  delightful  ways. 
 
(217) 
 
 ■Wflmot  439    "«•  Nuramburgh. 
 
 Baptism. 
 CHILDREN,  if  your  hearts  are  warm, 
 
 Ice  and  snow  will  do  no  harm; 
 Since  by  Jesus  you  are  prized, 
 
 Rise,  reform,  and  be  baptized. 
 
 2  Jesus  drank  the  gall  for  you— 
 Bore  the  curse  to"  mortals  due  ; 
 
 Children,  prove  your  love  to  him, 
 Never  fear  the  frozen  stream. 
 
 3  Never  shun  the  Saviour's  cross, 
 All  on  earth  is  worthless  dross  ; 
 
 Since  the  Saviour's  love  you  feel, 
 Let  the  world  behold  your  zeal. 
 
 4  Every  season  of  the  year, 
 Let  your  worship  be  sincere ; 
 
 When  the  storm  prevents  your  roam, 
 Serve  your  gracious  Lord  at  home. 
 
 5  Read  his  sacred  word  by  day, 
 Ever  watching,  always  pray; 
 
 Meditate  his  law  by  night, 
 This  will  give  you  great  delight. 
 440 
 
 LORD,  we  come  before  thy  throne, 
 Wilt  thou  deign  thy  cause  to  own  1 
 
 All  our  cares  we  cast  on  thee, 
 Saviour  still  our  helper  be. 
 
 2  May  these  lambs  who  seek  to-day, 
 Thy  commandments  to  obey, 
 
 Since  from  all  their  sins  they're  freed, 
 Live  to  thee  in  word  and  deed. 
 
 3  May  they  in  thy  ways  of  grace, 
 Ever  seek  thy  glorious  face ; 
 
 Ever  ravished  with  thy  love, 
 May  they  reach  thy  courts  above. 
 28 
 
(218) 
 
 Wintkrop.  44 1    8sacd6e.  Smyra*. 
 
 After  Baptism. 
 JESUS,  mighty  King  in  Zion ! 
 
 Thou  alone  our  guide  shalt  be ; 
 Thv  commission  we  rely  on, 
 
 We  would  follow  none  but  thee. 
 
 2  As  an  emblem  of  thy  passion, 
 And  thy  victory  o'er  the  grave ; 
 
 We  who  know  thy  great  salvation, 
 Now  have  risen  from  the  wave. 
 
 3  Fearless  of  the  world's  despising, 
 We  the  ancient  path  pursue ; 
 
 Buried  with  our  Lord  and  rising 
 To  a  life  divinely  new. 
 
 Salvation.  442 
 
 LET  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those. 
 
 Who  hoping  in  thy  word, 
 This  day  have  solemnly  declared, 
 
 That  Jesus  is  the  Lord. 
 
 2  With  cheerful  feet  may  they  advance, 
 And  view  the  christian  race ; 
 
 And  through  the  troubles  of  the  way 
 Find  all  sufficient  grace. 
 
 443 
 
 BURIED  in  Jordan  was  our  Lord, 
 
 As  well  as  in  the  tomb, 
 And  in  obedience  to  his  word, 
 
 We  imitate  the  Lamb. 
 
 2  Though  not  to  bear  our  souls  to  heaven, 
 
 'Tis  left  upon  record 
 That  thus  our  sins  are  all  forgiven: 
 
 You  read  it  in  the  word. 
 
(219) 
 
 Newbury  162.         444  5a  and  8s.        Haddan 
 
 Baptism. 
 REFORM  and  be  immers'd, 
 
 Says  your  redeeming  Lord ; 
 You  all  are  now  assur'd 
 
 That  'tis  your  Saviour's  word. 
 Arise  !  arise  without  delay, 
 And  his  divine  command  obey. 
 
 2  You  sin-convicted  race, 
 Now  fall  at  Jesus'  feet : 
 
 He;ll  save  you  through  his  grace: 
 
 Come,  to  his  will  submit ; 
 And  be  immers'd  without  delay— 
 O  come  and  wash  your  sins  awayl 
 
 3  Come,  you  believing  train, 
 No  more  this  truth  withstand ; 
 
 No  longer  think  it  vain, 
 
 To  honor  God's  command, 
 But  haste,  arise,  without  delay, 
 And  come  and  wash  your  sins  away. 
 
 4  Jesus !  thou  Prince  of  Peace ! 
 To  thy  great  name  we  pray ; 
 
 May  converts  to  thy  grace 
 
 This  ordinance  obey ; 
 And  may  thy  love  their  souls  allure, 
 Their  peace  and  pardon  to  secure, 
 
 445 
 O  GLORIOUS  God  of  grace, 
 
 Look  from  thy  radiant  throne ; 
 And  with  approving  smiles, 
 
 Thy  institution  own ; 
 In  strains  of  rapture  may  we  sing. 
 While  we  confess  our  Lord  and  King, 
 2  Jordan  we  call  to  mind, 
 
 Where  Jesus  was  baptized ; 
 When  the  eternal  God, 
 
 Proclaimed  himself  well-pleased : 
 Thy  beautious  rays  of  glory  shown, 
 Around  thy  own  beloved  Son. 
 
(220) 
 
 Rockbridge  446  !»  M.  Devotion, 
 
 Baptism. 
 JESUS,  and  shall  it  ever  be, 
 
 A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee ! 
 Ashamed  of  thee  whom  angels  praise, 
 
 Whose  glory  shines  through  endless  days' 
 
 2  Ashamed  of  Jesus !  yes  I  may, 
 When  I've  no  sins  to  wash  away : 
 
 No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
 No  fear  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 
 
 3  Till  then,  nor  is  my  boasting  vain, 
 Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain ; 
 
 And  O,  may  this  my  glory  be, 
 That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me. 
 
 4  His  institution  would' I  prize : 
 Take  up  my  crrss  and  be  baptized : 
 
 Dare  to  defend  his  noble  cause, 
 And  yield  obedience  to  his  laws. 
 447 
 
 OUR  Saviour  bowed  beneath  the  wave, 
 And  meekly  sought  a  watery  grave; 
 
 Come  see  the  sacred  path  he  trod, 
 A  path  well-pleasing  to  our  God. 
 
 2  His  voice  we  hear,  his  footsteps  trace, 
 And  hither  come  to  seek  his  face, 
 
 To  do  his  will,  to  feel  his  love, 
 And  join  our  songs  with  songs  above. 
 
 3  Hosanna  to  the  Lamb  divine, 
 
 Let  endless  glories  round  him  shine; 
 High  o'er  the  heavens  forever  reign, 
 O  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain. 
 
 Chorus. 
 Hosanna  to  the  Lamb  divine, 
 
 Let  endless  glories  round  him  shine; 
 High  o'er  the  heavens  forever  reign, 
 
 O  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain. 
 
(221) 
 
 REMISSION  OF  SINS. 
 
 Gro'on  22&         448  8s,  6s.  and  5s. 
 
 HOW  happy  are  they  who  their  Saviour  obey, 
 And  have  laid  up  their  treasures  above  ! 
 
 Tongue  cannot  express  the  sweet  comfort 
 and  peace, 
 Of  a  soul  in  its    earliest  love ! 
 
 2  This  comfort  is  mine  since  the  favor  divine 
 I  have  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb  : 
 
 Since  the  truth  I  believed  what  a  joy  I've  re- 
 ceived, 
 What  a  heav'n  in  Jesus'  bless'd  name  ! 
 
 3  'Tis  a  heaven  below  my  Redeemer  to  know, 
 And  the  angels  can  do  nothing  more 
 
 Than  to  fall  at  his  feet  and  the  story  repeat, 
 And  the  lover  of  sinners  adore  ! 
 
 4  Jesus  all  the  day  long  is  my  joy  and  my 
 
 song : 
 O  !  that  all  to  this  refuse  may  fly  ! 
 He  has  lov'd  me,  I  cry'd,  he  has  suffer'd  and 
 died, 
 To  redeem  such  a  rebel  as  I ! 
 
 5  On  the  wings  of  his  love  I  am  carried  above 
 All  my  sin,  and  temptation,  and  pain ; 
 
 J  why  should  I  grieve,  while  on  him  I  believe 
 
 O  why  should  I  sorrow  again ! 
 5  Othe  rapturous  heieht  of  that  holy  delight, 
 
 Which  1  feel  in  the'life-giving  blood ! 
 Of  my  Saviour  possess'd,  I  am    perfectly 
 bless'd,  J 
 
 Being  filled  with  the  fulness  of  God. 
 '  Now  my  remnant  of  days  will  I  spend  to 
 his  praise, 
 Who  has  died,  me  from  sin  to  redeem ; 
 Vhether  many  or  few,  all  my  years  are  his 
 
 due; 
 They  shall  all  be  devoted  to  him. 
 
(223) 
 
 Supplication.  449  L.  M.  Aslifield  61. 
 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 HAIL !  Sovereign  Lord,  that  first  began, 
 
 The  scheme  to  rescue  fallen  man: 
 Hail !  matchless,  free  eternal  grace, 
 
 That  gave  my  soul  a  hiding  place. 
 
 2  Against  the  God  that  rules  the  sky, 
 I  fought  with  hands  uplifted  high; 
 
 Despised  the  offers  of  his  grace, 
 Too  proud  to  seek  a  hiding-place. 
 
 3  Enwrapt  in  thick  impervious  night, 
 And  fond  of  darkness  more  than  light, 
 
 I  madly  ran  the  sinful  race, 
 Secure  without  a  hiding  place. 
 
 4  But  lo !  the  glorious  word  I  heard, 
 And  mercy's  angel-form  appeared, 
 
 To  lead  me  on  with  gentle  pace, 
 To  Jesus  Christ  my  hiding  place. 
 
 5  For  thus  th'  eternal  counsel  ran 
 "O  Lamb  of  God,  arrest  the  man ;" 
 
 I  felt  the  arrows  of  distress, 
 And  found  I  had  no  hiding  place. 
 
 6  Again  I  heard  sweet  mercy  tell. 
 How  Jesus  conquered  death  and  hell ; 
 
 And  bore  the  sins  of  all  our  race, 
 And  thus  became  our  hiding  place. 
 
 7  Quick  as  the  magnet  seeks  the  pole. 
 To  Jesus  fled  m'  admiring  soul : 
 
 He  took  me  to  his  blest  embrace— 
 My  everlasting  hiding  place. 
 
 8  A  few  more  days  or  years  at  most, 
 And  I  shall  stand  on  Canaan's  coast ; 
 
 There  sing  eternaLsongs  of  grace, 
 To  Jesus  Christ  my  hiding  place. 
 
(223) 
 
 450 
 
 Remission  of  Sfins. 
 FAREWELL,  vain  world,  Pm  going  home, 
 
 My  Saviour  smiles  and  bids  me  come; 
 Bright  angels  beckon  me  away, 
 
 To  sing  God's  praise  in  endless  day, 
 
 2  I  am  glad  that  I  was  born  to  die ; 
 From  grief  and  wo  my  soul  shall  fly ; 
 
 Bright  angels  shall  convey  me  home 
 Away  to  New  Jerusalem. 
 
 3  And  when  to  that  bright  world  I  fly, 
 And  join  the  mansions  in  the  sky, 
 
 0  then  my  happy  soul  shall  tell 
 
 My  Saviour  has  done  all  things  well. 
 
 4  I  hope  to  meet  my  brethren  there, 
 Who  oft  have  met  with  me  in  prayer ; 
 
 Our  mourning  time  will  soon  be  o'er, 
 And  we  shall  live  to  die  no  more. 
 
 5  I'll  praise  my  God  while  I  have  breath ; 
 I  hope  to  praise  him  after  death  ; 
 
 1  hope  to  praise  him  while  1  die, 
 And  shout  salvation  as  I  fly. 
 
 6  We  soon  shall  hear  the  solemn  sound— 
 "  Awake  you  nations  under  ground ; 
 
 Arise  and  drop  your  dying  shrouds, 
 And  meet  King  Jesus  in  the  clouds." 
 
 7  Then  shall  I  see  my  glorious  God ; 
 And  triumph  in  his  blest  abode  ; 
 
 My  theme  through  all  eternity 
 
 Shall  glory,  glory,  glory,  be. 
 451 
 O  HAPPY  people,  who  follow  Jesus 
 
 Into  the  house  of  prayer  and  praise: 
 And  join  in  union  while  love  increases, 
 
 Resolved  this  way  to  spend  our  days ; 
 Although  we're  hated  by  the  world  andsatan. 
 
 By  th'  flesh  and  such  as  love  not  God : 
 
(  224 ) 
 
 Yet  happy  moments  and  joyful  seasons 
 We  oft  times  find  on  Canaan's  road. 
 
 2  Since  we've  been  waiting  on  lovely  Jesus 
 "We've  felt  some  strengtlTcome  from  above 
 
 Our  hearts  have  burn'd  with  heav'nly  rapture 
 We  long  to  be  absorb'd  by  love : 
 
 Let  us  sing  praises  for  what  is  given, 
 And  trust  in  God  for  time  to  come  : 
 
 Sure  we  shall  find  our  way  to  heaven ; 
 So  farewell,  brethren,  we're  going  home. 
 
 3  And  as  we  go  let  us  praise  our  Saviour, 
 And  pray  for  those  who  spurn  his  grace, 
 
 Lest  they  should  lose  love's  richest  treasure 
 And  ne"er  enjoy  his  smiling  face. 
 
 Now  here's  my  hand  and  my  best  wishes, 
 In  token  of  my  Christian  love, 
 
 In  hopes  with  you  to  praise  my  Jesus, 
 So  farewell,  brethren,  we'll  meet  above. 
 
 St.  Thomai.  452  S.  M.  Bethany. 
 
 THE  pity  of  the  Lord 
 To  those  that  fear  his  name, 
 
 Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel- 
 He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 
 
 2  He  knows  we  are  but  dust, " 
 Scattered  with  every  breath  ; 
 
 His  anger  like  a  rising  wind, 
 Can  send  us  swift  to  death. 
 
 3  Our  days  are  as  the  grass, 
 Or  like  the  morning  flower! 
 
 When  blasting  winds  sweep  o'er  the  fields, 
 It  withers  in  an  hour. 
 
 4  But  thy  compassions,  Lord, 
 To  endless  years  endure ; 
 
 And  children's  children  ever  find 
 Thy  words  of  promise  sure. 
 
(225) 
 
 Nuremburgh.  453    7s.  Golden  HOI, 
 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 WHEN  thy  mortal  life  is  fled, 
 When  the  death-shades  o'er  thee  spread— 
 Thou  hast  finished  earth's  career, 
 Sinner,  where  wilt  thou  appear  1 
 
 2  When  the  world  has  passed  away, 
 When  draws  near  the  judgment  day. 
 When  the  awful  trump  shall  sound, 
 Say,  oh  where  wilt  thou  be  found  1 
 
 3  When  the  Judge  descends  in  light, 
 Clothed  in  majesty  and  might ; 
 When  the  wicked  quail  with  fear, 
 Where,  oh  where  wilt  thou  appear  ? 
 
 4  What  shall  soothe  thy  bursting  heart, 
 When  the  saints  and  thou  must  part? 
 When  the  good  with  joy  are  crowned, 
 Sinner,  where  wilt  thou  be  found  ? 
 
 5  While  the  holy  word  is  nigh, 
 Quickly  to  the  Saviour  fly  ; 
 Then  snail  peace  thy  spirit  cheer, 
 Then  in  heaven  shalt  thou  appear. 
 
 454 
 O  THAT  men  their  songs  would  raise, 
 
 All  his  goodness  to  declare ; 
 All  Jehovah's  wonders  praise, 
 
 Wonders  which  their  children  share. 
 
 2  Where  his  holy  altars  rise, 
 Let  his  saints  adore  his  name  ; 
 
 There  present  their  sacrifice, 
 There  with  joy  hio  works  proclaim. 
 
 3  0  that  men  their  songs  would  raise, 
 All  his  goodness  to  declare, 
 
 All  Jehovah's  wonders  praise, 
 Wonders  which  their  children  share. 
 29 
 
226) 
 
 Greenfields.  455    Ss.     Light  Street,  W.  Lyre 
 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 HOW  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours, 
 
 Ere  Jesus  my  Lord  I  did  see ! 
 Sweet  prospects,  sweet  birds,  and  sweet  flow- 
 ers,. 
 Had  all  lost  their  sweetness  to  me. 
 
 2  The  mid-summer  sun  shone  but  dim, 
 The  fields  strove  in  vain  to  look  gay; 
 
 But  since  I  am  happy  in  him, 
 December 's  as  pleasant  as  May. 
 
 3  His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 
 And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice; 
 
 His  presence  disperses  my  gloom, 
 And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice. 
 
 4  Transported  to  feel  him  thus  nigh, 
 I've  nothing  to  wish  or  to  fear; 
 
 No  mortal  so  happy  as  1 ; 
 My  summer  now  lasts  all  the  year. 
 
 5  Content  with  beholding  his  face, 
 To  all  his  commandments  resigned ; 
 
 No  changes  of  season  or  place, 
 Can  make  any  change  on  my  mind. 
 
 6  While  blest  with  a  sense  of  his  love, 
 A  palace  a  toy  would  appear ; 
 
 And  prisons  would  palaces  prove, 
 If  Jesus  but  dwelt  with  me  there. 
 
 7  Dear  Lord,  since  indeed  I  am  thine, 
 Since  thou  art  my  sum  and  my  song; 
 
 O  let  me  not  languish  or  pine, 
 But  still  in  thy  favor  be  strong. 
 
 8  O  perfect  my  soul  for  the  sky, 
 My  noblest  affections  restore  ; 
 
 Then  take  me  unto  thee  on  high, 
 Where  sorrow  and  sin  are  no  more. 
 
( 227  ) 
 
 Harp  236.  45@    7s. 
 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 
 HASTE,  O  sinner— now  be  wise 
 Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun: 
 
 "Wisdom,  if  you  still  despise, 
 Harder  is  it  to  be  won. 
 
 2  Haste— and  mercy  now  implore ; 
 Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun ; 
 
 Lest  thy  season  should  be  o'er, 
 Ere  this  evening's  stage  be  run. 
 
 3  Haste,  0  sinneT— now  return ; 
 Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun ; 
 
 Lest  thy  lamp  should  cease  to  burn, 
 Ere  salvation's  work  is  done. 
 
 4  Haste,  O  sinner— now  be  blest ; 
 Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun ; 
 
 Lest  perdition  thee  arrest, 
 Ere  the  morrow  is  begun. 
 
 Benevento.  457  7a.  Wilmot. 
 
 SINNERS,  turn— why  will  you  die? 
 God,  your  Maker,  asks  you  why : 
 God,  who  did  your  being  give, 
 Made  you  with  himself  to  live. 
 
 2  Sinners,  turn— why  will  you  die  ? 
 Christ,  your  Saviour,  asks  you  why: 
 He,  who  did  your  souls  retrieve, 
 
 He  who  died,  that  you  might  live. 
 
 3  "Will  you  let  him  die  in  vain  ? 
 Crucify  your  Lord  again  ? 
 Why— you  ransom'd  sinners— why 
 "Will  you  slight  his  grace  and  die  ? 
 
 4  Will  you  not  his  grace  receive  ? 
 Will  you  still  rtfuse  to  live  1 
 
 Oh !  you  dying  sinners,  why- 
 Why  will  you  forever  die  ? 
 
(  228 ) 
 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 
 WHAT  could  your  Redeemer  do, 
 More  than  he  has  done  for  you  ? 
 To  procure  your  peace  with  God, 
 Could  he  more  than  shed  his  blood? 
 After  all  this  flow  of  love, 
 All  his  drawings  from  above, 
 Why  will  you  your  Lord  deny  ? 
 Why  will  you  resolve  to  die  ? 
 
 2  Turn,  he  cries,  O  sinner  turn- 
 By  his  love  your  God  makes  known 
 He  would  have  you  turn  and  live, 
 He  would  all  the  world  receive. 
 
 If  your  death  were  his  delight, 
 Would  he  thus  to  life  invite  ? 
 Would  he  ask,  beseech  and  cry, 
 Why  will  you  resolve  to  die? 
 
 3  Sinners,  turn  while  God  is  near ; 
 Dare  not  think  him  insincere : 
 Now,  e'en  now,  your  Saviour  stands, 
 All  day  long  he  spreads  his  hands  : 
 Cries,  "  You  will  not  happy  be, 
 No,  you  will  not  come  to  me ; 
 
 Me,  who  life  to  none  deny- 
 Why  will  you  resolve  to  die  V 
 
 4  Can  you  doubt  if  God  is  love, 
 That  to  all  his  bowels  move  ? 
 Will  you  not  his  word  receive  ? 
 Will  you  not  his  oath  believe  ? 
 See  the  suff'ring  Lord  appears, 
 Jesus  weeps— believe  his  tears ; 
 Mingled  with  his  blood  they  cry, 
 "  Why  will  you  resolve  to  die  ?" 
 
 Doxoloey. 
 Glory  be  to  God  on  high. 
 
 God  whose  glory  fills  the  sky : 
 Peace  on  earth  and  man  forgiven : 
 
 Glory  in  the  highest  heaven. 
 
(229) 
 
 Oliphant.  459    8S|  7s  ^^  ^ 
 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 COME,  you  sinners,  poor  and  needy, 
 Weak  "and  wounded,  sick  and  sore; 
 Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
 Full  of  pity,  love,  and  pow'r: 
 He  is  able, 
 He  is  willing— doubt  no  more. 
 
 2  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 
 Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream; 
 
 All  the  fitness  he  requires 
 Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him ; 
 This  he  gives  you, 
 'Tis  the  Saviour's  rising  beam. 
 
 3  Come,  you  weary  heavy  laden, 
 Bruis'd  and  mangled  by  the  fall ; 
 
 If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
 You  will  never  come  at  all  : 
 Not  the  righteous- 
 Sinners,  Jesus  came  to  call. 
 
 4  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 
 
 Lo  !  yourlSaviour  prostrate  lies ; 
 On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him— 
 Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 
 "  It  is  finish'd  :" 
 Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice? 
 Lo!  the  rising  Lord  ascending, 
 Pleads  the  virtue  of  his  blood: 
 Venture  on  him,  venture  freely, 
 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, 
 While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 
 Sweetly  echo  to  his  name : 
 Hallelujah- 
 Sinners  now  his  love  proclaim. 
 
(230) 
 
 allows.  460    8s.  7s  and  4s.  Odeon. 
 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 
 SINNERS,  will  you  scorn  the  message, 
 
 Sent  in  mercy  from  above  ? 
 Every  sentence— oh  how  tender ! 
 Every  line  is  full  of  love : 
 
 Listen  to  it— 
 Every  line  is  full  of  love. 
 
 2  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  gospel, 
 News  from  Zion's  King  proclaim, 
 
 "Pardon  to  each  rebel  sinner!— 
 Free  forgiveness  in  his  name." 
 
 How  important  !— 
 "  Free  forgiveness  in  his  name !" 
 
 3  Tempted  souls,  they  bring  you  succor ; 
 Fearful  hearts,  they  quell  your  fears ; 
 
 And,  with  news  of  consolation, 
 
 Chase  away  the  falling  tears. 
 Tender  heralds ! 
 
 Chase  away  the  falling  tears. 
 
 False  professors—grovelling  worldlings 
 
 Callous  hearers  of  the  word, 
 While  the  messengers  address  you, 
 
 Take  the  warnings  they  afford ; 
 We  entreatTyou— 
 
 Take  the  warnings  they  afford. 
 
 5  Who  hath  our  report  believed  ? 
 Who  received  the  joyful  word  ? 
 
 Who  embraced  the  news  of  pardon, 
 Offered  to  you  by  the  Lord  ? 
 
 Can  you  slight  it? 
 Offered  to  you  by  the  Lord ! 
 
 6  Oh,  ye  angels,  hovering  round  us, 
 Waiting  spirits,  speed  your  way, 
 
 Haste  ye  to  the  court  of  heaven, 
 Tidings  bear  without  delay : 
 
 Rebel  sinners 
 Glad  the  message  will  obey. 
 
(231) 
 
 N.  Brunswick.         461    C.  M.        Collection  179 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 RETURN,  O  wanderer— now  return ! 
 
 And  seek  thy  Father's  face ! 
 Those  new  desires,  which  in  thee  burn, 
 
 Were  kindled  by  his  grace. 
 
 2  Return,  O  wanderer— now  return ! 
 He  hears  thy  humble  sigh : 
 
 He  sees  thy  softening  spirit  mourn, 
 When  no  one  else  is  nigh. 
 
 3  Return,  O  wanderer— now  return 
 Thy  Saviour  bids  thee  live': 
 
 Go  to  his  feet— and  grateful  learn 
 How  freely  he'll  forgive. 
 
 4  Return,  O  wanderer— now  return ! 
 And  wipe  the  falling  tear: 
 
 Thy  Father  calls— no  longer  mourn ! 
 
 'Tis  love  invites  thee  near. 
 
 Consolation.  462  c-  M-  Mo«  Harmony. 
 
 ALAS !  and  did  my  Saviour  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  had  done, 
 He  groaned  upon  the  tree  ? 
 
 Amazing  pity  '.—grace  unknown ! 
 And  love  beyond  degree  ! 
 
 3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 
 And  shut  his  glories  in, 
 
 When  Christ,  the  mighty  Saviour,  died 
 For  man,  the  rebel's  sin. 
 
 4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 
 While  his  dear  cross  appears ; 
 
 Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
 And  melt  my  eyes  to  tears. 
 
 5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 
 The  debt  of  love  I  owe : 
 
 Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away— 
 'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 
 
(232) 
 
 463   c.M.  Pfagih. 
 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 AM  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 
 A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
 And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause  % 
 Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 
 
 2  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 
 Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  1 
 
 Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
 To  help  me  on  to  God  ! 
 
 3  Sure  I  must  fight— if  I  would  reign; 
 Increase  my  courage,  Lord ! 
 
 I'll  bear  the  toil— endure  the  pain, 
 Supported  by  thy  word. 
 
 4  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 
 Shall  conquer,  though  they  die : 
 
 They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
 And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 
 
 5  When  that  illustrious  day  snail  rise, 
 And  all  thy  armies  shine, 
 
 In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies, 
 
 The  glory  shall  be  thine. 
 464 
 I'M  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 
 
 Or  to  defend  his  cause ; 
 Maintain  the  honor  of  his  word, 
 
 The  glory  of  his  cross. 
 
 2  Jesus,  my  Lord!  -I  know  his  name— 
 His  name  is  all  my  trust ; 
 
 Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame, 
 Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 
 
 3  Firm  as  his  throne— his  promise  stands, 
 And  he  can  well  secure 
 
 What  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 
 Till  the  decisive  hour. 
 
 4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthless  name 
 Before  his  Father's  face,  • 
 
 And  in  the  new  Jerusalem 
 Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 
 
(233) 
 
 Cbnsolation.  465    C.  M.  Salvatk 
 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 COME,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast 
 
 A  thousand  thoughts  revolve ; 
 Come,  with  your  guilt,  and  fear  oppress'd, 
 
 And  make  this  last  resolve. 
 
 2  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 
 Has  like  a  mountain  rose : 
 
 His  kingdom  now  I'll  enter  in, 
 Whatever  may  oppose. 
 
 3  Humbly  I'll  bow  at  his  command, 
 And  there  my  guilt  confess ; 
 
 I'll  own  I  am  a  wretch  undone 
 Without  his  sov'reign  grace. 
 
 4  Surely  he  will  accept  my  plea, 
 For  he  has  bid  me  come ; 
 
 Forthwith  I'll  rise,  and  to  him  flee, 
 For  yet,  he  says,  there's  room. 
 
 5  I  cannot  perish  if  I  go  ; 
 I  am  resolv'd  to  try : 
 
 For  if  I  stay  away.  I  know 
 x  must  forever  die. 
 
 466 
 
 HOW  vain  are  all  things  here  below ! 
 
 How  false,  and  yet  how  fair ! 
 Each  pleasure  hath  its  poison  too, 
 
 And  ev'ry  sweet  a  snare. 
 
 2  The  brightest  things  below  the  sky 
 Shine  with  deceitful  light ; 
 
 We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigh, 
 When  we  in  them  delight. 
 
 3  Dear  Savior,  let  thy  beauties  be 
 Our  souls'  eternal  food ; 
 
 Make  us  the  emptiness  to  see 
 Of  all  created  good. 
 
(234) 
 
 Aylesbury.  467    S.  M.  America. 
 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 
 NOW  is  th'  accepted  time, 
 
 Now  is  the  day  of  grace ; 
 Now,  sinners,  come  without  delay, 
 
 And  seek  the  Saviour's  face. 
 
 2  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 
 The  Saviour  calls  to-day ; 
 
 To-morrow  it  may  be  too  late- 
 Then  why  should  you  delay  ? 
 
 3  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 
 The  gospel  bids  you  come ; 
 
 And  every  promise  in  his  word, 
 Declares  there  yet  is  room. 
 468 
 THE  Spirit,  by  the  word, 
 .  Is  calling,  '  Sinners  come ;' 
 The  bride,  the  church  of  Christ,  proclaims, 
 To  all  his  children, i  Come.' 
 
 2  Let  him  that  heareth  say 
 To  all  about  him,  'Come:' 
 
 Let  him  that  thirsts  for  righteousness, 
 To  Christ,  the  fountain,  come ! 
 
 3  Yes,  whosoever  will, 
 Oh  let  him  freely  come, 
 
 And  freely  drink  the  stream  of  life ; 
 'Tis  Jesus  bids  him  come. 
 
 4  Lo !  Jesus,  who  invites, 
 Declares,  '  I  quickly  come :' 
 
 Lord,  even  so !  we  wait  thy  hour ; 
 O  blest  Redeemer,  come! 
 
 Doxology. 
 To  God  and  to  his  Son, 
 
 To  God  whom  we  adore, 
 Be  glory  as  it  was,  is  now, 
 
 And  shall  be  evermore. 
 
(235) 
 
 tomea.  499    S.  M.  Golden  Hill. 
 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 YE  sons  of  earth,  arise ! 
 Ye  creatures  of  a  day  ! 
 Redeem  the  time— be  bold— be  wise, 
 And  cast  your  bonds  away. 
 
 2  The  year  of  gospel  grace, 
 With  us  rejoice  to  see ; 
 
 And  thankfully  in  Christ  embrace 
 Your  proffered  liberty. 
 
 3  Blest  Saviour— Lord  of  all ! 
 Them  help  thee  to  receive 
 
 Obedient  to  thy  gracious  call, 
 Oh,  bid  them  turn  and  live ! 
 
 4  Their  former  years  mispent, 
 Now  let  them  deeply  mourn ; 
 
 And,  softened  by  thy  grace,  repent, 
 
 And  to  thine  arms  return ! 
 
 470 
 
 YE  trembling  captives,  hear ! 
 
 The  gospel  trumpet  sounds : 
 No  music  more  can  charm  the  ear, 
 
 Or  heal  your  heart-felt  wGunds. 
 
 2  'Tis  not  the  trump  of  war, 
 Nor  Sinai's  awful  roar : 
 
 Salvation's  news  it  spreads  afar, 
 And  vengeance  is  no  more. 
 
 3  Forgiveness,  love,  and  peace, 
 Glad  heaven  aloud  proclaims ; 
 
 And  earth,  the  jubilee's  release, 
 With  eager  rapture,  claims. 
 
 4  Far,  far  to  distant  lands 
 
 The  saving  news  shall  spread; 
 And  Jesus  all  his  willing  bands, 
 
 In  glorious  triumph  lead. 
 Doxology. 
 Let  God  and  Christ  the  Son, 
 
 Forever  be  adored;  [know 
 
 Where  there  are  works  to  make  them 
 
 Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 
 
(236) 
 
 471    S.M.  America. 
 
 Remission  of  Si?is. 
 CAN  sinners  hope  for  heaven, 
 
 Who  love  this  world  so  well  ? 
 Or  dream  of  future  happiness, 
 While  on  the  road  to  hell  ? 
 
 2  Can  sin's  deceitful  way, 
 Conduct  to  Zion's  hill  ? 
 
 Or  those  expect  with  G-od  to  reign 
 Who  disregard  his  will  ? 
 
 3  Shall  they  hosannas  sing, 
 With  an  unhallowed  tongue  ? 
 
 Shall  palms  adorn  the  guilty  hand 
 Which  does  its  neighbor  wrong? 
 
 4  Thy  grace,  O  God,  alone, 
 Good  hopes  can  e'er  afford  ; 
 
 The  pardoned  and  renewed  shall  see 
 
 The  glory  of  the  Lord. 
 472 
 MY  son,  know  thou  the  Lord, 
 
 Thy  fathers'  God  obey  ;. 
 Seek  his  protecting  care  by  night, 
 
 His  guardian  hand  by  day. 
 
 2  Call,  while  he  may  be  found, 
 Oh  seek  him  while  he's  near; 
 
 Serve  him  with  all  thy  heart  and  mind, 
 And  worship  him  with  fear. 
 
 3  If  thou  wilt  seek  his  face, 
 His  ear  will  hear  thy  cry: 
 
 Then  shalt  thou  find  his  mercy  sure, 
 His  grace  forever  nigh. 
 
 4  But  if  thou  leave  thy  God, 
 Nor  choose  the  path  to  heaven ; 
 
 Then  shalt  thou  perish  in  thy  sins, 
 And  never  be  forgiven. 
 
(237) 
 
 Evening  Shade.        473    S.  M.       Florida,  Mo.  H. 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 LET  sinners  take  their  course, 
 And  choose  the  road  to  death, 
 But  in  the  worship  of  my  God 
 I'll  spend  my  daily  hreath. 
 
 2  My  thoughts  address  his  throne, 
 When  morning  brings  the  light ; 
 
 1  seek  his  blessing  every  noon, 
 And  pay  my  vows  at  night. 
 
 3  Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries, 
 O  my  eternal' God ! 
 
 While  sinners  perish  in  surprise, 
 Beneath  thine  angry  rod. 
 
 4  Because  they  dwell  at  ease, 
 And  no  sad  changes  feel, 
 
 They  neither  fear  nor  trust  thy  name, 
 Nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 
 
 5  But  I— with  all  my  cares, 
 Will  lean  upon  the  Lord  ; 
 
 I'll  cast  my  burdens  on  his  arm, 
 And  rest  upon  his  word. 
 
 6  His  arm  shall  well  sustain 
 The  children  of  his  love ; 
 
 The  ground  on  which  their  safety  stands, 
 No  earthly  power  can  move. 
 474 
 
 AND  will  you  sit  alone, 
 Oppressed  with  grief  and  fear, 
 
 To  God  your  Father  make  your  moan, 
 And  still  refuse  to  hear  1 
 
 2  If  he  thy  Father  be, 
 His  pity  he  will  show ; 
 
 From  cruel  bondage  set  thee  free, 
 And  inward  peace  bestow. 
 
 3  Do  you  but  humbly  take, 
 Nor  once  indulge  despair; 
 
 Your  sins  are  great,  but  not  so  great 
 As  his  compassions  are. 
 
(238) 
 
 Rockbridge.  475    L.  M.    Supplication  Mo.  H. 
 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 IO-DAY,  if  you  will  hear  his  voice, 
 Now  is  the  time  to  make  your  choice; 
 Say,  will  you  to  mount  Zion  go? 
 Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ  or  no  ? 
 
 2  Say,  will  you  be  forever  blest 
 And  with  this  slorious  Jesus  rest  1 
 Will  you  be  sav'd  from  guilt  and  pain1} 
 Will  you  with  Christ  forever  reign? 
 
 3  Make  now  your  cho:  ^e,  and  halt  no  mora; 
 Hp  now  is  waiting  for  the  poor ; 
 
 Say,  now,  poor  souls  what  will  you  do? 
 Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ  or  no  ? 
 
 4  Fathers  and  sons,  for  ruin  bound, 
 Amidst  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
 Come,  go  with  us  and  seek  to  prove, 
 The  joys  of  Christ's  redeeming  love. 
 
 5  Matrons  and  maidens  we  look  to  you, 
 Are  you  resolved  to  perish  too  ? 
 
 To  rush  in  earthly  pleasures  on, 
 And  sink  in  flaming  ruin  down  ? 
 
 6  Once  more  we  ask  you  in  his  name ; 
 (We  know  his  love  remains  the  same) 
 Say,  will  you  to  Mount  Zion  go  ? 
 Say.  will  you  have  this  Christ  or  no? 
 
 4TG 
 WNENE'ER  a  sinner  turns  to  God, 
 With  contrite  heart  and  flowing  eyes, 
 The  happy  news  makes  angels  smile, 
 And  tell  their  joys  above  the  skies. 
 
 2  Well  may  the  church  below  rejoice, 
 And  echo  back  the  heav'nly  sound: 
 This  soul  was  dead  but  now's  alive : 
 This  sheep  was  lost  but  now  is  found. 
 
 3  Glory  to  God  on  high  be  giv'n, 
 For  this  unbounded  love  to'men  ; 
 
 Let  saints  on  earth  and  saints  in  heavPn. 
 In  concert  join  the  loud  Amen ! 
 
(239) 
 
 Supplication.         47*5'    L.  M.    Tender  Thought  Mo.  H. 
 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 "  COME  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls, 
 
 Ye  heavy  laden  sinners,  come ; 
 I'll  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
 
 And  raise  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 
 
 2  They  shall  find  rest,  who  learn  of  me: 
 I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind ; 
 
 But  passion  rages  like  the  sea,        ' 
 And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind. 
 
 3  Blest  is  the  man,  whose  shoulders  take 
 My  yoke,  and  bears  it  with  delight ; 
 
 My  yoke  is  easy  on  the  neck, 
 My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light." 
 
 4  Jesus,  we  come  at  thy  command ; 
 "With  faith  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal, 
 
 Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand, 
 To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thy  will. 
 418   I*M. 
 COME,  weary  souls  with  sin  distress'd, 
 Come,  and  accept,  the  proffer'd  rest ; 
 The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 
 And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 
 
 2  Oppress'd  with  guilt  a  heavy  load, 
 
 O !  come  and  spread  your  woes  abroad ; 
 Divine  compassion,  mighty  love, 
 Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 
 
 3  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows 
 To  cleans  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes, 
 Pardon,  and  life,  and  endless  peace, 
 How  rich  the  gift,  how  free  the  grace ! 
 
 4  Lord,  we  accept  with  thankful  heart, 
 The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart ; 
 We  come  with  trembling,  yet  rejoice, 
 And  bless  thy  kind  inviting  voice, 
 
 Doxology. 
 Hail,  Father !  hail,  beloved  Son  i 
 
 Equaled  on  earth  and  heaven  by  none ; 
 Blessinsr,  and  thanks,  and  power  divine, 
 
 Thrice  holy  God,  be  ever  thine. 
 
(240) 
 
 Harp  251.  479    L.  M.  6  lines. 
 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 PEACE,  troubled  soul,  whose  plaintive  moan 
 
 Hath  taught  these  rocks  the  notes  of  wo ; 
 Cease  thy  complaint— suppress  thy  groan, 
 
 And  let  thy  tears  forget  to  flow; 
 Behold  the  precious  balm  is  found, 
 To  lull  thy  pain,  to  heal  thy  wound. 
 2  Come,  freely  come,  by  sin  oppressed, 
 
 Unburthen  here  thy  weighty  load  5 
 Here  find  thy  refuge  and  thy  rest, 
 
 And  trust  the  mercy  of  thy  God  : 
 Thy  God's  thy  Saviour— glorious  word  ! 
 Forever  love  and  praise  the  Lord. 
 
 Haverhill.  4S0  L-  M.  6  lines.       Songs  of  Zion. 
 
 GREAT  God  of  wonders  !  all  thy  ways, 
 Are  matchless,  god-like,  and  divine ; 
 
 But  the  fair  glories  of  thy  grace, 
 Most  god-like  and  unrivalled  shine. 
 
 Who  is  a  pardoning  God  like  thee  ? 
 
 Or  who  has  grace  so  rich  and  free  ? 
 
 2  Angels  and  men  resign  their  claim, 
 To  pity,  mercy,  love  and  grace ; 
 
 These  glories  crown  Jehovah's  name, 
 
 With  an  incomparable  grace. 
 Who  is  a  pardoning  God  like  thee? 
 Or  who  has  grace  so  rich  and  free  ? 
 
 3  In  wonder  lost  with  trembling  joy, 
 O  take  the  pardon  of  your  God  ; 
 
 Pardon  of  crimes  of  deepest  die, 
 
 A  pardon  sealed  with  Jesus'  blood. 
 Who  is  apardoning  God  like  thee? 
 Or  who  has  grace  so  rich  andfree  ? 
 
 4  O  may  this  strange,  this  matchless  grace. 
 This  god-like  miracle  of  love, 
 
 Fill  the  "wide  earth  with  grateful  praise. 
 
 An-'  all  the  angelic  choirs  above. 
 Who  's  apardoning  God  like  thee? 
 Orw.o  has  grace  so  rich  andfree ? 
 
(241) 
 
 Burlington  246.  4gl    12s,  lis  and  8s.  Harp. 
 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 
 THE  Prince  of  Salvation  in  triumph  is  riding, 
 
 And  glory  attends  him  along  his  bright  way ; 
 
 The  news  of  his  grace  on  the  breezes  are 
 
 gliding, 
 And  nations  are  owning  his  sway. 
 
 2  And  now  through  the  darkest  of  earth's 
 
 gloomy  regions, 
 The  wheels  of  his  chariot  are  rolling  sublime, 
 His  banners  unfolding  his  own  true  religion, 
 Dispelling  the  errors  of  time. 
 
 3  Behold' a  bright  angel  from  heaven  de- 
 
 scending, 
 High  lifting  his  trumpet,  hosannas  to  raise, 
 "  Hail  Son  of  the  highest,  let  every  knee 
 
 bending, 
 Adore  thee  with  offerings  of  praise. 
 
 4  Thy  sword  and  thy  buckler,  shall  save  and 
 
 deliver, 
 The  poor  and  the  needy,  from  foes  that  assail, 
 Thy  bow  &  thy  quiver,  shall  vanquish  forever 
 The  prince  and  the  legions  of  hell. 
 
 5  Ride  on  in  thy  greatness,  thou  conquering 
 
 Saviour, 
 Let  thousands  of  thousands  submit  to  thy  reign, 
 Acknowledge  thy  goodness,  entreat  for  thy 
 
 favor, 
 And  follow  thy  glorious  train. 
 
 6  Ride  on !  till  the  compass  of  thy  great  do- 
 
 minion, 
 The  globe  shall  encircle  from  pole  unto  pole, 
 And  mankind  cemented  with  friendship  and 
 
 union, 
 Obey  thee  with  heart  and  with  soul. 
 
 7  Then  loud  shall  ascend  from  each  sancti- 
 
 fied nation, 
 The  voice  of  thanksgiving,  the  chorus  of 
 
 praise, 
 And  heaven  shall  echo  the  song  of  salvation, 
 In  rich  and  melodious  lays. 
 31 
 
(242  ) 
 
 482    8s  and  6s. 
 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 CHRISTIANS  !  keep  your  armor  bright, 
 
 Rejoice  !  give  thanks  and  sing, 
 In  union  strong  together  fight; 
 
 Hosanna  to  our  King ! 
 Come  laud  and  magnify  his  name, 
 
 Nor  let  his  praises  cease  ; 
 His  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
 
 And  all  his  paths  are  peace. 
 
 2  We  will  not  act  the  coward's  part, 
 But  onward  all  proceed  : 
 
 Our  captain  shall  his  grace  impart 
 
 In  every  time  of  need. 
 Great  peace  have  they  who  love  his  cause. 
 
 And  on  his  word  rely : 
 From  such  as  keep  his  holy  laws 
 
 The  enemy  will  fly. 
 
 3  The  world  and  sin  may  grieve  us  sore, 
 And  rouse  our  weakest  fears ; 
 
 Our  march  is  but  a  few  days  more, 
 Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears. 
 
 Death  may  assail,  and  satan  too, 
 With  his  opposing  powers ; 
 
 But  let  us  prove  our~valor  true, 
 The  victory  is  ours. 
 
 4  We've  no  abWng  city  here, 
 But  seek  one  in  the  skies ; 
 
 A  safe  abode,  eternal  there, 
 
 That  time  and  death  defies. 
 We  have  our  conflicts  here  'tis  true, 
 
 But  when  our  warfare's  o'er, 
 We'll  bid  this  anxious  world  adieu, 
 
 And  all  the  ills  we  bore. 
 Chortis. 
 
 Oh  !  it  will  be  glorious, 
 
 With  crowns  and  palms  victorious, 
 
 And  Jesus  reigning  over  us, 
 
 When  our  sad"  warfare's  o'er 
 
(243) 
 
 Primrose.  483    C.M.  CoBsolatioa. 
 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 HARE !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound; 
 
 My  ears,  attend  the  cry— 
 "Ye  living  men  come  view  the  ground 
 Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 
 
 2  Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 
 In  spite  of  all  your  towers ; 
 
 The  tall,  the  wise,  the  reverend  head, 
 Must  lie  as  low  as  ours  !" 
 
 3  Great  God !  is  this  our  certain  doom> 
 And  are  we  still  secure  ? 
 
 Still  walking  downward  to  the  tomb, 
 And  yet  prepare  no  more ! 
 
 4  Grant  us  the  power  of  quickening  grace. 
 To  fit  our  souls  to  fly ; 
 
 Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, ' 
 We'll  rise  above  the  sky. 
 
 484 
 BENEATH  our  feet  and  o'er  our  head. 
 
 Are  equal  warnings  given ; 
 Beneath  us  lie  the  countless  dead 
 
 Above  us  is  the  heaven ! 
 
 2  Death  rides  on  every  passing  breeze, 
 And  lurks  in  every  flower  ; 
 
 Each  season  has  its  own  disease, 
 Its  peril  every  hour. 
 
 3  Turn,  mortal,  turn  !— thy  danger  know 
 Where'er  thy  foot  can  tread, 
 
 The  earth  rings  hollow  from  below, 
 And  warns  thee  of  her  dead ! 
 
 4  Turn,  christian,  turn !— thy  soul  apply 
 To  truths  which  loudly  tell, 
 
 That  they  who  underneath  thee  lie  t 
 Shall  live  for  heaven— or  hell ! 
 
(244) 
 
 Virginia.  4g.5    CM.  New  Orleanf 
 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 HOW  still  and  peaceful  is  the  grave, 
 
 Where  life's  vain  tumults  past, 
 Th'  appointed  house,  by  heaven's  decree, 
 
 Receives  us  all  at  last ! 
 
 2  The  wicked  there  from  troubling  cease, 
 Their  passions  rage  no  more ; 
 
 And  there  the  weary  pilgrim  rests 
 From  all  the  toils  he  bore. 
 
 3  All,  levelled  by  the  hand  of  death, 
 Lie  sleeping  in  the  tomb, 
 
 Till  God  in  judgment  call  them  forth; 
 
 To  meet  their  final  doom. 
 4S6 
 ALMIGHTY  Father!  gracious  Lord  J    , 
 
 Kind  guardian  of  my  days  ! 
 Thy  mercies  let  my  heart  record, 
 
 In  songs  of  grateful  praise. 
 
 2  In  life's  firstTdawn,  my  tender  frame 
 Was  thine  indulgent  care, 
 
 Long  ere  I  could  pronounce  thy  name, 
 Or  breathe  the  youthful  prayer. 
 
 3  Each  rolling  year  new  favors  brought 
 From  thine  exhaustless  store  ; 
 
 But  oh  !  in  vain  my  laboring  thought 
 Would  count  thy  mercies  o'er. 
 
 4  While  sweet  reflection  through  my  day* 
 Thy  bounteous  hand  would  trace, 
 
 Still  dearer  blessings  claim  my  praise— 
 The  blessings  of  thy  grace. 
 
 5  Yes,  I  adore  thee,  gracious  Lord  ! 
 For  favors  more  divine- 
 That  I  have  known  thy  sacred  word, 
 
 Where  all  thy  glories  shine. 
 
 6  Lord,  when  this  mortal  frame  decays, 
 And  every  weakness  dies, 
 
 Complete  the  wonders  of  thy  grace, 
 And  raise  me  to  the  skies. 
 
(245) 
 
 Middleton.  487   ?«.  Mo. 
 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 HAIL  the  day  thai  saw  him  rise, 
 Bavish'd  from  his  people's  eyes; 
 Christ  awhile  to  mortals  given, 
 Re-ascends  his  native  heaven. 
 There  the  pompous  triumph  waits, 
 "  Lift  your  heads  ye  heavenly  gates," 
 "Wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene, 
 Take  the  king  of  glory  in. 
 
 2  He,  whom  highest  heaven  receives, . 
 Ever  loves  the  friends  he  leaves ; 
 Though  returning  to  his  throne, 
 
 Still  he  calls  his  saints  his  own: 
 Still  for  us  he  intercedes, 
 Prevalent  his  death  he  pleads ; 
 Near  himself  prepares  a  place, 
 Harbinger  of  human  race. 
 
 3  Taken  from  our  eyes  to-day, 
 Master,  hear  us  when  we  pray, 
 See  thy  needy  servants,  see, 
 Ever  gazing  up  to  thee  : 
 
 Grant,  though  parted  from  our  sight, 
 Far  above  yon  azure  height, 
 Grant  our  hearts  may  thither 
 Follow  thee  beyond  the  skies. 
 
 4  Ever  upward  let  us  move, 
 Wafted  on  the  wings  of  love ; 
 Looking  when  our  Lord  shall  i 
 Longing,  reaching  after  home. 
 There,  forever  to  remain, 
 Partners  of  thine  endless  reign ; 
 There  thy  face  unclouded  see, 
 Find  our  heaven  of  heavens  in  thee. 
 
(246) 
 
 Rockingham,  4§ 8    CM.  Pisgah. 
 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 LORD,  what  a  wretched  land  is  this, 
 
 That  yields  us  no  supply, 
 No  cheering  fruits— no  wholesome  trees, 
 
 No  streams  of  living  joy  J 
 
 2  Our  journey  is  a  thorny  maze, 
 But  we    march   upward  still ;   . 
 
 Forget  these  troubles  ot  the  way 
 And  reach  at  Zion's  hill. 
 
 3  There,  on  a  green  and  flowery  mount, 
 Our  weary  souls  shall  sit — 
 
 And  with  transporting  joy  recount 
 The  labors  of  our  feet. 
 
 4  Eternal  glory  to  the  King, 
 Whose  hand  conducts  us  through ; 
 
 Our  tongues  shall  never  cease  to  sing, 
 
 And  endless  praise  renew. 
 4S9 
 ETERNAL  God,  our  wandering  souls 
 
 Admire  thy  matchless  grace ; 
 That  thou  wiL  walk— that  thou  wilt  dwell 
 
 With  Adam's  sinful  race. 
 
 2  Cheered  with  thy  presence,  I  can  trace 
 The  desert  with  delight: 
 
 Through  all  the  gloom  one  smile  of  thine 
 Can  dissipate  the  night. 
 
 3  Nor  shall  I  through  eternal  days 
 A  restless  pilgrim  roam ; 
 
 Thy  hand,  that  now  directs  my  course, 
 Shall  soon  convey  me  home. 
 
 4  Joyful  my  spirit  will  consent 
 To  drop  us  mortal  load, 
 
 And  hail  the  sharpest  pangs  of  death— 
 That  break  its  way  to  (xod. 
 
(247) 
 
 Olney.  490    SsaudTs.  Hallelujah. 
 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 COME  thou  fount  of  every  blessing ! 
 
 Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  praise, 
 Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing, 
 
 Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 
 
 2  Teach  me  ever  to  adore  thee, 
 May  I  still  thy  goodness  prove, 
 
 While  the  hope  of  endless  glory 
 Fills  my  heart  with  joy  and  love. 
 
 3  Here  I'll  raise  my  Ebenezer, 
 Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come, 
 
 And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 
 Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
 
 4  Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 
 "Wand'ring  from  thy  fold,  O  God! 
 
 He,  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 
 Did  redeem  me  by  his  blood  ! 
 
 5  O !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 
 Daily  I'm  constrain'd  to  be ! 
 
 Let  thy  goodness  like  a  fetter, 
 Bind  me  closer  still  to  thee ! 
 
 6  Never  let  me  wander  from  thee, 
 Never  leave  thee  whom  I  love, 
 
 By  thy  "Word  and  Spirit  guide  me, 
 Till  I  reach  thy  courts^above. 
 
 491 
 
 HUMBLE  souls,  who  seek  salvation, 
 
 Thro'  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood, 
 Hear  the  voice  of  revelation, 
 
 Tread  the  paths  that  Jesus  trod. 
 Flee  to  him  your  only  Saviour, 
 
 In  his  mighty  name  confide ; ' 
 In  the  whole  of  your  behaviour, 
 
 Own  him  as  your  sovereign  guide. 
 
(248) 
 
 2  Hear  the  bless'd  Redeemer  call  you, 
 Listen  to  his  gracious  voice : 
 
 Dread  no  ills  that  can  befall  you, 
 While  you  make  his  ways  your  choice. 
 
 Jesus  says,  "  let  each  believer, 
 Be  baptized  in  my  name :" 
 
 He  himself  in  Jordan's  river, 
 Was  immersed  beneath  the  stream. 
 
 3  Plainly  here  his  footsteps  tracing, 
 Follow  him  without  delay : 
 
 Gladly  his  command  embracing, 
 
 Lo !  your  captain  leads  the  way. 
 View  the  rite  with  understanding, 
 
 Jesus'  grave  before  you  lies ; 
 Be  interr'd  at  his  commanding, 
 
 After  his  example  rise. 
 
 492  8si  ?» and  4s-i 
 HARK !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy, 
 
 Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary ! 
 See !  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder— 
 
 Shakes  the  earth— and  veils  the  sky ! 
 "  It  is  finished  !" 
 
 Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry  ! 
 
 2  "It  is  finished!"— oh,  what  pleasure 
 Do  these  charming  words  afford  ! 
 
 Heavenly  blessings^  without  measure, 
 Flow  to  us  throueh  Christ  the  Lord ! 
 
 "  It  is  finished  !"— 
 Saints,  the  dying  words  record! 
 
 3  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs, 
 Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme: 
 
 All  in  earth  and  heaven  uniting, 
 Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name: 
 
 Hallelujah ! 
 Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb ! 
 
(349) 
 
 Bourbon,  493    !«•  M.  Amanda. 
 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 COME,  0  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays, 
 Attempt  thy  great  Creator's  praise : 
 But,  Oh !  what  tongue  can  speak  his  fame  > 
 What  mortal  verse  can  reach  the  theme ! 
 
 2  Enthroned  amid  the  radiant  spheres, 
 He  glory  like  a  garment  wears ; 
 
 To  form  a  robe  of  light  divine, 
 
 Ten  thousand  suns  around  him  shine. 
 
 3  In  all  our  Maker's  grand  designs, 
 Omnipotence  with  wisdom  shines, 
 
 His  works,  through  all  this  wondrous  frame, 
 Declare  the  glory  of  his  name. 
 
 4  Raised  ondevotion's  lofty  wing, 
 Do  thou,  my  soul,  his  glories  sing ; 
 And  let  his  praise  employ  thy  tongue, 
 Till  listening  worlds  shall  join  the  song! 
 
 494 
 THE  Lord,  the  God  of  glory,  reigns, 
 
 In  robes  of  majesty  arrayed; 
 His  rule  Omnipotence  sustains, 
 And  guides  the  worlds  his  hands  have  made. 
 
 2  Ere  rolling  worlds  began  to  move, 
 
 Or  ere  the  heavens  were  spread  abroad, 
 Thy  awful  throne  was  fixed  above  ; 
 From  everlasting  thou  art  God. 
 
 3  The  swelling  floods  tumultuous  rise, 
 Aloud  the  angry  tempests  roar ; 
 
 Lift  their  proud'billows  to  the  skies, 
 And  foam  and  lash  the  trembling  shore. 
 
 i  The  Lord,  the  mighty  God  on  high, 
 Controls  the  fiercely  raging  seas ; 
 
 He  speaks— and  noise  and  tempest  fly, 
 The  waves  sink  down  in  gentle  peace. 
 
 5  Thy  sovereign  laws  are  ever  sure, 
 Eternal  holiness  is  thine  : 
 
 And,  Lord,  thy  people  shall  be  pure, 
 And  in  thy  blest  resemblance  shine. 
 32 
 
(250) 
 
 Dublin.  495    C.  M.  Northfield. 
 
 Remission  of  Si?is. 
 AMAZING  grace !  (how  sweet  the  sound,) 
 That  sav'd  a  wretch  like  me  • 
 
 1  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found, 
 Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 
 
 2  'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 
 And  grace  my  fears  reliev'd : 
 
 How  precious  did  that  grace  appear, 
 The  hour  I  first  believ'd. 
 
 3  Through  many  dangers,  toils  and  snares, 
 I  have  already  come; 
 
 'Tis  grace  has  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 
 And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 
 
 4  The  Lord  has  promis'd  good  to  me, 
 His  word  my  hope  secures: 
 
 He  will  my  shieldand  portion  be, 
 As  long  as  life  endures. 
 
 5  Yes,  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 
 And  mortal  life  shall  cease; 
 
 I  shall  possess  within  the  vail, 
 A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 
 
 6  The  earth  shall  soon  disolve  like  snow, 
 The  sun  forbear  to  shine: 
 
 But  God  who  call'd  me  here  below, 
 .  "Will  be  forever  mine. 
 
 496 
 
 1  FATHER  of  peace!  and  God  of  love. 
 
 We  own  thy  power  to  save; 
 That  power  by  which  our  Saviour  rose 
 
 Victorious  o'er  the  grave. 
 
 Z  We  triumph  in  that  Saviour's  name, 
 
 Still  watchful  for  our  good; 
 Who  brought  th'  eternal  covsnant  down, 
 
 And  sealed  it  with  his  blood. 
 
(251) 
 
 Devotion.  497    L.  M.  Rockbridge. 
 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 
 AJVJL)  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love  * 
 Such  let  our  conversation  be ; 
 
 The  serpent  blended  with  the  dove- 
 Wisdom  and  meek  simplicity. 
 
 2  Whene'er  the  angry  passions    rise, 
 
 And  tempt  our  thoughts  and  tongues  to  strife, 
 To  Jesus  let  us  lift  our  eyes, 
 Bright  pattern  of  the  christian  life ! 
 
 3  O  how  benevolent  and  kind ! 
 How  mild  !  how  ready  to  forgive  ! 
 
 Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind, 
 And  these  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 
 
 4  To  do  his  heav'nly  Father's  will, 
 Was  his  employment  and  delight ; 
 
 Humility,  and  love  and  zeal, 
 Shone  through  his  life  divinely  bright. 
 
 5  Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came,  : 
 The  labors  of  his  life  were  love — 
 
 O !  if  we  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
 Lethis divine  example  move. 
 
 6  But,  ah !  how  blind,  how  weak  we  are ! 
 How  frail,  how  apt  to  turn  aside ! 
 
 Lord,  we  depend  upon  thy  care  ; 
 O  may  thy  Spirit  be  our  guide  ! 
 
 7  Thy  fair  example  may  we  trace, 
 To  teach  us  what  we  ought  to  be  ; 
 
 Make  us  by  thy  transforming  grace, 
 Lord  Jesus,  daily  more  like  "thee. 
 Benediction. 
 
 The  peace  which  God  alone  reveals, 
 And  by  his  word  and  power  imparts, 
 
 Which  only  the  believer  feels, 
 Direct,  and  keep,  and  cheer  your  hearts. 
 
(252) 
 
 Supplication.  498    L.  M.     Tender  Thought. 
 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 COME,  sinners  to  the  gospel  feast, 
 Let  ev'ry  soul  be  Jesus'  guest ; 
 You  need  not  one  be  left  behind. 
 For  God  has  bidden  all  mankind. 
 
 2  Hark !  'tis  the  Saviour's  gracious  call, 
 The  invitation  is  to  all ; 
 
 Come  all  the  world— come,  sinner,  thou; 
 All  things  in  Christ  are  ready  now. 
 
 3  Come  all  you  souls  by  sin  oppress'd, 
 You  weary  wand'rers  after  rest ; 
 
 You  poor  and  maim'd,  and  halt  and  blind, 
 In  Christ  a  hearty  welcome  find, 
 
 4  The  message  as  from  God  receive, 
 You  all  may  come  to  Christ  and  live ; 
 O  let  his  love  your  hearts  constrain, 
 Nor  suffer  him  to  call  in  vain. 
 
 5  This  is  the  time— no  more  delay  ; 
 The  Saviour  calls  you  all  to-day : 
 O  let  his  call  effectual  prove ; 
 Accept  the  offers  of  his  love ! 
 
 499 
 ALL-glorious  God,  what  hymns  of  praise 
 Shalfour  transported  voices  raise  ! 
 What  ardent  love  and  zeal  are  due, 
 While  heaven  stands  open  to  our  view ! 
 
 2  Once  we  were  fallen— oh  how  low ! 
 Just  on  the  brink  of  endless  wo ; 
 When  Jesus,  fmm  the  realms  above, 
 Borne  on  the  wings  of  boundless  love, 
 
 3  Scattered  the  shades  of  death  and  night, 
 And  spread  around  his  heavenly  light ! 
 By  him  what  wondrous  grace  is  shown 
 To  souls  impoverished  and  undone ! 
 
 4  He  shows,  beyond  these  mortal  shores, 
 A  bright  inheritance  is  ours ; 
 
 Where  saints  in  light  our  coming  wait, 
 To  share  their  holy,  happy  state. 
 
(253) 
 
 Dublin.  500    C.M.  N.  Means. 
 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 LET  ev'ry  mortal  ear  attend, 
 
 And  ev'ry  heart  rejoice , 
 The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds 
 With  an  inviting  voice. 
 
 2  Ho !  all  you  hungry,  starving  souls, 
 Who  feed  upon  the  wind, 
 
 And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
 To  feed  an  empty  mind. 
 
 3  Eternal  wisdom  has  prepar'd 
 A  soul-reviving  feast, 
 
 And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
 The  rich  provision  taste. 
 
 4  Ho !  you  that  pant  for  living  streams, 
 And  pine  away  and  die, 
 
 Here  may  you  quench  your  raging  thirst 
 With  springs  that  never  dry. 
 
 5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 
 In  a  rich  ocean  join  ; 
 
 Salvation  in  abundance  flows, 
 Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 
 
 6'  Great  God !  the  treasures  of  thy  love 
 
 Are  everlasting  mines, 
 Deep  as  our  helpless  mis'ries  are, 
 
 And  boundless  as  our  sins. 
 
 7  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 
 
 Stand  open  night  and  day : 
 Lord,  we  are  come  too  seek  supplies, 
 
 And  drive  our  wants  away. 
 Doxology. 
 To  God  the  Father  and  the  Son— 
 
 The  God  whom  we  adore, 
 Be  glory  as  it  was  and  is, 
 
 And  shall  be  evermore. 
 
(254) 
 
 „       501    C.M._        Liberty] 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 0  WHAT  amazing  words  of  grace 
 
 Are  in  the  gospel  found ! 
 Suited  to  ev'ry  sinner's  case, 
 Who  hears  the  joyful  sound. 
 
 2  Poor,  sinful,  thirsty,  fainting  soulf, 
 Are  freely  welcome  here ; 
 
 Salvation  like  a  river  rolls, 
 Abundant,  free,  and  clear. 
 
 3  Come  then,  with  all  your  wants  andi 
 Your  ev'ry  burden  bring  ; 
 
 Here  love,  unchanging  love,  abounds— 
 A  deep  celestial  spring  ! 
 
 4  Whoever  will  (O  gracious  word!) 
 Shall  of  this  stream  partake  ; 
 
 Come,  thirsty  souls,  and  bless  the  Lord, 
 And  drink  for  Jesus'  sake  ! 
 
 5  Millions  of  sinners,  vile  as  you, 
 Have  here  found  life  and  peace  ' 
 
 Come,  then,  and  prove  its  virtues  too, 
 
 And  drink,  adore,  and  bless. 
 502 
 AWAKE,  you  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes? 
 
 And  raise  your  voices  high ; 
 Awake,  and  praise  the  sovereign  love 
 
 That  shows  salvation  nigh. 
 
 2  On  all  the  wings  of  time  it  flies ; 
 Each  moment  Brings  it  near; 
 
 Then  welcome  each  "declining  day! 
 Welcome  each  closing  year ! 
 
 3  Not  many  years  their  rounds  shall  run, 
 Not  many  mornings  rise, 
 
 Ere  all  its  glories  stand  reveal'd 
 To  our  admiring  eyes. 
 
 4  You  wheels  of  nature,  speed  your  course ; 
 You  mortal  powers  decay ; 
 
 Fast  as  you  bring  the  night  of  death, 
 You  bring  eternal  day. 
 
(  255) 
 
 503  p.m. 
 Remission  of  Sins. 
 STOP,  poor  sinner,  stop  and  think 
 
 Before  you  farther  go ! 
 "Will  you  sport  upon  the  brink, 
 
 Of  everlasting  woe  ? 
 All  your  sins  will  round  you  crowd, 
 Sins  of  a  blood-crimson  dye ; 
 Each  for  vengeance  crying  aloud, 
 
 And  what  can  you  reply  ! 
 
 2  Say,  have  you  an  arm  like  God, 
 That  you  his  will  oppose  ? 
 
 Fear  you  not  that  iron  rod 
 With  which  he  breaks  his  foes'; 
 
 Can  you  stand  in  that  dread  day. 
 
 "WhenL.e  judgment  shall  proclaim, 
 
 And  the  earth  shall  melt  away 
 Like  wax  before  the  flame  1 
 
 3  Though  your  heart  be  made  of  stPPl, 
 Your  forehead  lined  with  brass, 
 
 God  at  length  will  make  you  feel, 
 
 He  will  not  let  you  pass : 
 Sinners  then  in  vain  will  call, 
 (Though  they  now  despise  his  grace) 
 Rocks  and  mountains  on  us  fall, 
 
 And  hide  us  from  his  face. 
 
 4  But  as  yet  there  is  a  hope, 
 You  may  his  mercy  know ; 
 
 Though  his  arm  is  lifted  up, 
 He  still  forbears  the  blow : 
 
 'Twas  for  sinners  Jesus  died, 
 
 Sinners  he  invites  to  come ; 
 
 None  who  come  shall  be  deni'd, 
 He  says,  "  There  still  is  room." 
 'Twas  for  sinners  Jesus  died, 
 Sinners  he  invites  to  come ; 
 None  who  come  shall  be  deni'd, 
 He  says,  "  There  still  is  room.' 
 
(256) 
 
 THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 
 
 Hebron  69.  504    k  M.  Devotion. 
 
 HO !  every  one  that  thirsts,  draw  nigh ; 
 
 'Tis  God  invites  the  fallen  race ; 
 Mercy  and  free  salvation  buy : 
 
 Buy  wine  and  milk,  and  gospel  grace. 
 2  Come  to  the  living  waters,  come, 
 
 Sinners,  obey  your  Maker's  call  ; 
 You  shall  be  pardoned  every  one, 
 
 And  find  his  Spirit  free  to  all. 
 
 505 
 
 THUS  saith  the  wisdom  of  the  Lord, 
 
 You  shall  be  bless'd  that  love  my  word; 
 The  man  who  hears  my  gracious  voice 
 
 Shall  in  his  inmost  soul  rejoice. 
 2  Arise,  obey,  you  shall  obtain ; 
 
 My  Spirit  sball  your  hearts  sustain ; 
 Eternal  life  shall  sure  reward 
 
 The  man  that  loves  and  seeks  the  Lord. 
 
 506 
 
 AWAKE  from  sin's  delusive  sleep, 
 And  give  thy  soul  to  Christ  to  keep ; 
 
 With  all  thy  sins,  alarm'd,  oppressed, 
 O  come  and  seek  his  sacred  rest. 
 
 2  He  from  his  throne  of  bliss  above, 
 Shall  shed  abroad  his  heavenly  love; 
 
 His  Spirit  sweeten  all  thy  pain, 
 And  all  thy  soul  rejoice  again. 
 
 3  By  his  divine,  transforming  power, 
 He,  ruined  nature  shall  restore, 
 
 Axd  make  thy  life  and  temper  shine, 
 With  joys  and  graces  all  divine. 
 
(257) 
 
 Sabbath  176.  507    7s.  Turin  TO 
 
 The  Holy  Spirit. 
 YE  who  in  his  courts  are  found, 
 
 Listening  to  the  joyful  sound ; 
 Lost  and  helpless  as  you  are, 
 
 Sons  of  sorrow,  sin,  and  care : 
 Glorify  the  King  of  kings, 
 
 Take  the  peace  the  gospel  brings. 
 
 2  Turn  to  Christ  your  longing  eyes, 
 
 View  this  bleeding  sacrifice; 
 See  him  in  your  sins  forgiven, 
 
 With  thp  Spirit  sent  from  heaven, 
 Glorify  the  King  of  kings, 
 
 Take  the  peace  the  gospel  brings. 
 508 
 SINNERS,  who  in  Christ  believe, 
 
 May  the  Holy  Spirit  receive  : 
 If  by  you  the  gift  be  prized, 
 
 Rise,  reform,  and  be  baptized : 
 Then  within  your  souls  shall  live, 
 
 "Whom  the  world  cannot  receive. 
 
 2  Dust  and  ashes  though  you  be, 
 Stained  with  euilt  and  misery; 
 
 If  by  you  the  gift  is  prized, 
 Rise,  reform,  and  be  baptized : 
 
 Then  within  your  souls  shall  live, 
 Whom  the  world  cannot  receive. 
 
 3  Since  you  love  this  Son  of  God, 
 Seek  redemption  through  his  blood ; 
 
 If  by  you  his  gifts  are  prized, 
 Rise,  reform,  and  be  baptized. 
 
 Then  within  your  souls  shall  live, 
 Whom  the  world  cannot  receive. 
 
 Then  within  your  souls  shall  live, 
 Whom  the  world  cannot  receive, 
 33 
 
(258) 
 
 flatten  75.  509    CM.  Clifford  T6. 
 
 The  Holy  Spirit. 
 CHRIST,  like  an  uncorrupted  seed, 
 
 Abides  and  reigns  within : 
 Immortal  principles  forbid, 
 The  Sons  of  God  to  sin. 
 
 2  Not  by  the  terrors  of  a  slave, 
 Do  they  perform  his  will ; 
 
 But  with  the  noblest  powers  they  have, 
 His  sweet  commands  fulfil. 
 
 3  They  find  access  at  every  hour, 
 To  God  within  the  vail ; 
 
 H^nce  they  derive  a  quickening  power, 
 And  joys  that  never  fail. 
 
 4  Oh  happy  souls !  oh  glorious  state 
 Of  overflowing  grace ! 
 
 To  dwell  so  near  their  Father's  seat, 
 And  see  his  lovely  face. 
 
 5  O  sinner,  seek  his  glorious  throne, 
 And  make  this  Saviour  thine ; 
 
 His  Holy  Spir't  he  will  send  down, 
 And  form  thy  heart  divine. 
 
 6  He'll  shed  his  sacred  love  abroad, 
 And  make  thy  comforts  strong; 
 
 Then  shalt  thou  cry  "  My  Father  God," 
 With  an  unwavering  tongue. 
 510 
 IT  is  the  Lord— enthroned  in  light. 
 
 His  claims  are  all  divine : 
 He  has  an  undisputed  right, 
 To  govern  thee  and  thine. 
 2  Let  then  thine  anxious  doubts  and  fears 
 
 All  yield  to  his  control : 
 His  tender  mercies  shall  illume 
 
 The  midnight  of  thy  soul.  [death, 
 
 4  Then  may'st  thou  close  thine  eyes  in 
 
 Free  from  "distracting  care ; 
 For  death  is  life— the  grave  is  rest, 
 If  Christ  be  with  thee  there. 
 
(259) 
 
 Kambial38.  51 1    S.  M.        FentoDvffle 
 
 The  Boly  Spirit. 
 HOW  gentle  God's  commands- 
 How  kind  his  precepts  are  ! 
 Come,  cast  your  burden  on  the  Lord, 
 
 And  trust  his  constant  care. 
 2  His  bounty  will  provide, 
 
 His  saints  securely  dwell ; 
 The  hand  that  bears  creation  up, 
 
 Shall  guard  his  children  well. 
 S  Why  should  that  anxious  load 
 
 Press  down  your  weary  mind  1 
 Oh  seek  your  heavenly  Father's  face, 
 
 And  peace  and  comfort  find. 
 4  His  goodness  stands  approved, 
 
 Unchanged  from  day  to  day ; 
 Then  drop  your  burden  at  his  feet, 
 
 And  learn  of  him  to  pray. 
 512 
 WILL  you  still  sit  alone 
 
 Oppressed  with  grief  and  fear? 
 To  God  our  Father,  make  your  moan, 
 
 And  still  refuse  to  hear  1 
 
 2  Since  now  you  do  believe, 
 His  pity  he  will  show ; 
 
 From  all  your  sins  will  set  you  free, 
 And  inward  peace  bestow. 
 
 3  Then  do  but  humbly  come, 
 Nor  once  indulge  despair ; 
 
 Your  sins  are  great,  but  not  so  great 
 As  his  compassions  are. 
 
 4  Behold  the  throne  of  grace ! 
 The  promise  calls  you  near; 
 
 Here  Jesus  points  you  to  a  place, 
 And  waits  to  answer  prayer. 
 
(260) 
 
 Dedham  112.  5^3    CM.  Devizei  110. 
 
 The  Holy  Spirit. 
 YOU  drowsy  souls,  why  sleep  you  here  ? 
 
 Awake,  and  God  obey ; 
 Nothing  has  half  your  work  to  do, 
 
 Then  why  do  you  delay  1 
 
 2  Go  to  the  ants,  for  one  poor  grain, 
 See  how  they  toil  and  strive ; 
 
 Yet  you  who  have  a  heaven  t'  obtain, 
 How  negligent  you  live  ! 
 
 3  You,  for  whose  sake  all  nature  stands, 
 And  stars  their  courses  move— 
 
 You  for  whose  guard  the  angel-bands 
 Come  flying  from  above. 
 
 4  You,  for  whom  God's  dear  Son  bro't  down, 
 An  everlasting  good ; 
 
 How  careless  to  secure  that  crown, 
 He  purchased  with  his  blood. 
 
 5  Say,  will  you  lie  thus  sluggish  still, 
 And  never  act  your  parts  ? 
 
 Still  dare  to  trifle  withThis  will, 
 And  thus  deceive  your  hearts  ? 
 
 6  Arise,  reform,  and  be  baptized, 
 And  wash  your  sins  away ; 
 
 Let  not  his  Spirit  be  despised, 
 
 His  promise  reads  "  To-day." 
 514 
 YOU  burdened  souls  to  Jesus  go, 
 
 Forgiveness  you  shall  find— 
 You  shall  his  Holy  Spirit  know, 
 
 And  learn  that  he  is  kind. 
 2  You  humble  souls  obey  his  voice, 
 
 And  he  who  made  you  see, 
 Shall  by  his  Spirit  wake  your  joya, 
 
 And  grant  you  liberty. 
 
(261) 
 
 Hebron  69.  '515    L.  M.  Exhortation. 
 
 The  Holy  Spirit. 
 BLEST  are  the  humble  souls  that  see 
 Their  emptiness  and  poverty : 
 Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  given, 
 And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heaven. 
 
 2  Blest  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 
 Who  mourn  for  sin  with  inward  smart; 
 The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows, 
 
 A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes. 
 
 3  Blest  are  the  meek,  who  stand  afar 
 From  rage  and  passion,  noise  and  war ; 
 God  will  secure  their  happy  state, 
 And  plead  their  cause  against  the  great. 
 
 4  Blest  are  the  souls  that  thirst  for  grace, 
 Hunger  and  long  for  righteousness ; 
 They  shall  be  well  supplied,  and  fed 
 With  living  streams  and  living  bread. 
 
 6  Blest  are  the  men  whose  mercies  move 
 To  acts  of  kindness  and  of  love  ; 
 From  Christ,  the  Lord,  shall  they  obtain 
 Like  sympathy  and  love  again. 
 
 6  Blest  are  the  pure,  whose  hearts  are  clean, 
 Who  never  tread  the  ways  of  sin ; 
 
 With  endless  pleasure  they  shall  see 
 A  God  of  spotless  purity. 
 
 7  Blest  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 
 Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  strife ; 
 They  shall  be  called  the  heirs  of  bliss, 
 The  sons  of  God— the  God  of  peace. 
 
 8  Blest  are  the  faithful,  who  partake 
 Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake ; 
 Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord ; 
 Eternal  life  is  their  reward. 
 
(262) 
 
 1 69-  516    L.  M.  InTitatkm 
 
 The  Holy  Spirit. 
 COME  all  you  saints,  unite  to  raise 
 A  song  of  joyful,  humble  praise ; 
 We  nothing  have  whereof  to  boast, 
 But  Jesus  seeks  and  saves  the  lost. 
 
 2  All  praise  his  heavenly  love  excels. 
 All  fullness  ever  in  him  dwells  : 
 
 His  riches  none  can  ere  exhaust, 
 Who  came  to  seek  and  save  the  lost. 
 
 3  Come  you  poor  souls  who  long  have  been 
 The  willing  slaves  of  death  and  sin ; 
 Throw  down  your  arms,  desert  the  host, 
 For  Jesus  seeks  and  saves  the  lost. 
 
 4  His  blood  will  cleanse  you,  and  his  love 
 Will  bring  you  to  the  world  above ; 
 Tho'  great  the  work  and  dear  the  cost, 
 Yet  Jesus  seeks  and  saves  the  lost. 
 
 51T 
 
 BEHOLD  the  blest,  the  heavenly  Lamb 
 With  wonder,  gratitude,  and  love  ; 
 
 To  take  away  our  guilt  and  shame, 
 See  him  descending  from  above. 
 
 2  Our  sins  and  griefs  on  him  were  laid; 
 He  meekly  bore  the  mighty  load ; 
 
 Our  ransom-price  he  fully  paid 
 In  groans  and  tears,  in  sweat  and  blood. 
 
 3  Pardon  and  peace  through  him  abound; 
 He  doth  the  Holy  Spirit  give; 
 
 Salvation  in  his  name  is  found, 
 Hehids  the  dying  sinner  live. 
 
 4  His  power  and  glory  work  within, 
 And  all  the  riches  of  his  reign ; 
 
 Tbelroubled  conscience  knows  his  voice 
 And  all  our  inmost  powers  rejoice. 
 
(263) 
 
 Grafton  93.  518    I«.  M.  Henry  W. 
 
 The  Holy  Spirit. 
 POOR  sinful  souls  approach  this  God, 
 
 And  learn  to  sing  his  praise ; 
 For  he  is  good,  immensely  good, 
 
 I  nd  kind  in  all  his  ways. 
 
 2  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care, 
 In  him  we  live  and  move ; 
 
 But  nobler  benefits  declare 
 The  wonders  of  his  love. 
 
 3  He  gave  his  Son— his  only  Son, 
 To  ransom  rebel  worms, 
 
 'Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known 
 In  its  diviner  forms. 
 
 4  To  this  blest  refuge  sinners  come ; 
 'Tis  here  their  hope  relies ; 
 
 A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  home, 
 When  storms  of  trouble  rise. 
 
 519 
 
 YOU  sons  of  God,  your  tongues  employ, 
 And  spread  the  rapturous  sound ; 
 
 You  angels  join  the  general  joy, 
 And  bear  the  echo  round. 
 
 2  Salvation  to  Jehovah's  name, 
 With  grateful  hearts  we  sing, 
 
 And  join  our  voices  to  proclaim 
 The  love  of  Israel's  King. 
 
 3  Down  from  the  world  of  radiant  light, 
 Behold  the  Saviour  come, 
 
 To  ransom  souls  from  endless  night, 
 And  bring  the  wand'rers  home. 
 
 4  Immortal  praise  to  God  belongs, 
 For  such  unrivalled  love; 
 
 Join  all  below,  the  rapt'rous  song, 
 And  shout  you  hosts  above. 
 
(264) 
 
 Medford  91.  520    C.  M.  Merita. 
 
 The  Holy  Spirit. 
 INFINITE  excellence  is  thine, 
 
 Thou  lovely  Prince  of  Grace ! 
 Thy  uncreated  beauties  shire 
 
 With  never-fading  rays. 
 
 2  Sinners  from  earth's  remotest  end 
 Come  bending  at  thy  feet; 
 
 To  thee  their  prayers  and  praise  ascend, 
 In  thee  their  wishes  meet. 
 
 3  Thy  name,  as  precious  ointment  shed, 
 Delights  the  church  around  ; 
 
 Sweetly  the  sacred  odors  spread 
 Through  all  Immanuel's  ground. 
 
 4  Millions  of  happy  spirits  live 
 On  thy  exhaustless  store  ; 
 
 From  thee  they  all  their  bliss  receive, 
 And  still  thou  givest  more. 
 
 5  Thou  art  their  triumph  and  their  joy; 
 They  find  their  all  in  thee; 
 
 Thv  glories  will  their  tongues  employ 
 
 Through  all  eternity. 
 521 
 THE  Saviour  calls,  let  every  ear, 
 
 Attend  the  joyful  sound ; 
 Ye  timid  souls  dismiss  your  fear, 
 
 Hope  smiles  reviving  round. 
 
 2  For  every  thirsty,  longing  heart, 
 Here  streams  of  bounty  flow  ; 
 
 And  life,  and  health,  and  bliss  impart 
 To  banish  mortal  woe. 
 
 3  Ye  sinners  come,  'tis  mercy's  voice, 
 The  gracious  call  obey ; 
 
 Mercy  invites  to  heavenly  joys 
 And  can  you  yet  delay? 
 
 4  Blest  Saviour,  draw  reluctant  heartfl, 
 To  thee  let  sinners  fly ; 
 
 And  take  the  bliss  thy  love  imparts, 
 And  drink  and  never  die. 
 
(2G5) 
 
 Hebron  69.  522    L.  M.  Boarbon. 
 
 The  Holy  Spirit. 
 POOR  sinners,  come,  obey  his  voice, 
 
 He'll  make  your  inmost  souls  rejoice^ 
 Attend  the  gospel's  gladd'ning  sound, 
 
 For  now  his  Spirit  may  be  found. 
 
 2  Behold  him  standing  at  the  door, 
 Inviting  kindly  all  the  poor : 
 
 Mercy  and  love  in  him  abound, 
 And  oh !  his  Spirit  may  be  found. 
 
 3  Come  with  your  guilty  burdens  all, 
 Low  at  his  footstool  humbly  fall ; 
 
 Though  foes  and  fears  your  hearts  surround, 
 Yet,oh!  his  Spirit  may  be  found. 
 
 4  And  when  you  taste  his  pard'  ning  love, 
 And  all  hi3  tender  mercies  prove, 
 
 Entreat  poor  sinners  all  around, 
 
 And  say,  his  Spirit  may  be  found. 
 523 
 GO.  preach  my  gospel,  saith  the  Lord, 
 
 Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  receive ; 
 Proclaim  to  them  my  sacred  word, 
 
 Bid  them  believe,  obey  and  live. 
 2  I'll  make  your  great  commission  known, 
 
 And  you  shall  proye  the  tidings  true : 
 By  all  the  works  which  I  have  done— 
 
 By  all  the  wonders  you  shall  do. 
 
 5  Go,  heal  the  sick,  and  raise  the  dead, 
 Go,  cast  out  devils  in  my  name ; 
 
 Nor  let  my  servants  be  afraid, 
 Though  Greeks  reproach  and  Jews  blas- 
 pheme. 
 4  Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands, 
 
 I'm  with  you  till  this  age  shall  end; 
 All  power  is  trusted  to  my  hands, 
 I  can  destroy,  and  I  defend. 
 34 
 
(266) 
 
 Winthrop  186.  524  8»  and  7».  01c 
 
 The  Holy  Spirit. 
 COME,  poor  sinners,  seek  salvation* 
 
 Now  embrace  your  precious  Lord : 
 God  commands  that  every  nation, 
 
 Shall  obey  his  saving  word. 
 
 2  Sinners,  none  but  he  can  save  us, 
 
 Fly,  embrace  your  Saviour's  love : 
 He  now  breathes  his  Spirit  in  us ; 
 
 Let  his  grace  your  bosom  move. 
 525 
 THEY  who  trust  in  Christ  the  Saviour, 
 
 Never  shall  confounded  be ; 
 Through  his  merits  all  find  favor, 
 
 Who  to  God  for  mercy  flee. 
 Though  by  guilt  and  sin  depraved, 
 
 Though  by  grief  and  fear  oppressed. 
 Call  upon  him  and  be  saved, 
 
 With  his  Spirit,  oh  be  bless'd ! 
 
 2  He  binds  up  the  broken  hearted ; 
 He  proclaims  the  pris'ners  free  ; 
 
 None  shall  ever  be  deserted, 
 
 Who  to  him  for  refuge  flee  : 
 Cast  on  him  your  every  burden, 
 
 He  your  spirit  will  sustain ; 
 He  has  promised  peace  and  pardon, 
 
 None  shall  seek  his  face  in  vain. 
 
 3  When  with  torrents  of  temptation, 
 Satan  shall  thy  soul  assail ; 
 
 Then  his  standard  of  salvation, 
 Shall  against  the  foe  prevail : 
 
 He  will  give  both  grace  and  glory, 
 No  good  thing  will  he  deny  ; 
 
 He  a  table  spreads  before  thee, 
 And  shall  all  thy  wants  supply. 
 
(267) 
 
 PatmosTS.  526    c-  M*         Condesceselno. 
 
 The  Holy  Spirit. 
 COME,  all  you  mourning  souls,  and  heal 
 
 The  joyful  news  we  tell ; 
 The  Lord  has  brought  salvation  down  *** 
 
 To  save  our  souls  from  hell. 
 The  angels  sung  the  tidings  glad, 
 
 To  shepherds  in  the  field ; 
 "Good  will  to  men  and  peace  on  earth— 
 
 The  Saviour  is  revealed." 
 
 2  Come  all  you  poor  despairing  souls, 
 Now  to  the  fold  repair ;    - 
 
 Here  God  his  boundless  love  unfolds, 
 And  says  he'll  meet  you  here. 
 
 His  glorious  presence  fills  our  souls 
 With  songs  of  loudest  praise ; 
 
 You  shall  his  Holy  Spirit  taste, 
 If  you  will  keep  his  ways. 
 
 3  Here's  peace  and  glory  to  your  souls, 
 It  comes  from  heaven  above ; 
 
 Enkindling  all  the  inward  man, 
 
 With  highest  heavenly  love. 
 Then  serve  the  bleeding  Lamb  of  God, 
 
 Approve  his  ways  full  well : 
 For  know  his  precious  blood  was  shed 
 
 To  save  your  souls  from  hell. 
 
 4  Salvation,  what  a  glorious  plan 
 How  suited  to  our  need ! 
 
 The  grace  that  raises  fallen  man, 
 
 Is  wonderful  indeed. 
 'Twas  wisdom  formed  the  vast  design, 
 
 To  ransom  us  when  lost, 
 And  love's  unfathomable  mine 
 
 Provided  all  the  cost. 
 
 Chorus. 
 Sing  glory,  honor  to  the  Lamb, 
 
 Salvation  to  our  King ; 
 Let  all  who're  washed  in  Jesus'  blood 
 
 His  glorious  praises  sing. 
 
(268) 
 
 Nuremburgb.  527    7s.  Wiko 
 
 The  Holy  Spirit. 
 SINNERS,  come  and  taste  with  m«, 
 
 Consolation,  rich  and  free ; 
 From  our  wealthy  Father's  board, 
 
 With  the  rairest  dainties  stored. 
 
 2  Wherefore  should  we  feast  alone  ? 
 God  invites  you  every  one ; 
 
 All  that  come  of  free  good  will; 
 Make  the  banquet  sweeter  still. 
 
 3  Come,  O  come  to  mercy's  door; 
 Christ  receiveth  all  the  poor ; 
 
 Jesus  gives  a  glorious  share, 
 To  his  banquet  then  repair. 
 
 4  Goodness  runneth  like  a  stream, 
 Through  the  New  Jerusalem ; 
 
 And  by  constant  breakings  forth, 
 Gladdens  earth  and  heaven  both. 
 
 5  Saints  and  angels  sing  aloud, 
 To  behold  the  happy  crowd  ; 
 
 Flocking  in  at  mercy's  door, 
 Making  still  the  number  more. 
 
 6  Heaven's  here  and  heaven's  there, 
 Comfort  flowing  every  where  ! 
 
 When  you  have  this  Lord  confest, 
 Of  these  powers  your  soul  shall  taste. 
 
 7  You  shall  go  rejoicing  home, 
 From  the  banquet  of  perfume : 
 
 Angels  bright  shall  guard  your  road— 
 You  shaft  be  an  heir  of  God. 
 
 8  Oh  return,  you  sons  of  grace, 
 Turn  and  see  his  gracious  face ; 
 
 Hark  !  he  calls  the  wanderer  home ; 
 Then  from  him  no  longer  roam. 
 
(239 
 
 Hebron  69.  52  S    !»  M-  Devotion. 
 
 NOW  in  a  sons  of  grateful  praise, 
 To  our  blest  Lord  our  voices  raise ; 
 
 Let  all  the  saints  unite  to  tell 
 Our  Saviour  has  done  all  things  well. 
 
 2  All  worlds  his  glorious  power  confess, 
 His  wisdom  all' his  works  express; 
 
 But  oh.  his  love,  what  tongue  can  tell ! 
 Our  Saviour  has  done  all  things  well. 
 
 3  We  spurn'd  his  grace,  we  broke  his  laws, 
 But  yet  he  undertook  our  cause, 
 
 To  save  our  ruined  souls  from  hell : 
 Our  Saviour  has  done  all  things  well. 
 
 4  And  now  our  souls  have  known  his  love, 
 What  mercy  has  he  made  us  prove  ! 
 
 His  mercy  dcth  all  praise  excel ; 
 Our  Saviour  has  done  all  things  well. 
 
 5  Sjoii  shall  we  pass  the  vale  of  death, 
 And  in  his  arms  resign  our  breath ; 
 
 And  then  our  happy  soul  shall  tell 
 
 Our  Saviour  has  done  all  things  well. 
 G  And  when  to  that  bright  world  we  rise, 
 
 And  reach  the  mansions  in  the  skies, 
 Above  the  rest  this  note  shall  swell, 
 
 Our  Saviour  has  done  all  things  well. 
 529 
 IN  God  let  all  his  saints  rejoice, 
 
 With  thankful  heart  and  cheerful  voice; 
 Thus  saith  his  word,  so  kind,  so  true, 
 
 "I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you." 
 2  Sweet  words !  oh  let  us  bless  his  name, 
 
 And  joyful  all  his  praise  proclaim ! 
 These  words  shall  foes  and  fears  pursue, 
 
 "I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you." 
 8  Then  when  each  happy  soul  attains 
 
 That  blissful  state  where  glory  reigns, 
 This  song  shall  all  our  powers  employ— 
 
 "God  is  our  comfort  and  our  joy." 
 
(270) 
 
 530  8s. 
 
 '  The  Holy  Spirit. 
 
 FROM  whence  does  this  union  arise, 
 
 That  hatred  is  conquer'd  by  love  ? 
 
 It  fastens  our  souls  with  such  ties 
 
 That  distance  nor  time  can  remove. 
 
 2  It  cannot  in  Eden  be  found, 
 Nor  yet  in  a  paradise  lost ; 
 
 It  grows  in  Immanuel's  ground, 
 And  Jesus'  life's  blood  it  did  cost. 
 
 3  My  friends  once  so  dear  unto  me, 
 Our  souls  so  united  in  love ; 
 
 Where  Jesus  is  gone  we  shall  be, 
 In  yonder  blest  mansion  above. 
 
 i  O !  why,  then,  so  loath  we  to  part, 
 Since  there  we  shall  soon  meet  again  ? 
 
 Engrav'd  on  Immanuel's  heart, 
 At  distance  we  cannot  remain. 
 
 5  And  then  we  shall  see  that  bright  day, 
 And  join  with  the  angels  above, 
 
 Set  free  from  our  prisons  of  clay, 
 United  in  Jesus'  kind  love. 
 
 6  With  Jesus  we  ever  shall  reign, 
 And  all  his  bright  glory  shall  see, 
 
 Singing  hallelujahs— Amen ! 
 
 Amen !  even  so  let  it  be. 
 531    L.M. 
 COME  you  who  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
 
 Who'd  be  from  sin  and  bondage  freed, 
 Submit  to  all  the  ways  of  God, 
 
 And  walk  the  narrow  happy  road. 
 2  That  glorious  day  will  soon  appear, 
 
 When  Michael's  trumpet  all  must  hear, 
 Sound  through  the  earth,  yea  over  all, 
 
 And  wake  the  nations  great  and  small. 
 
(271) 
 
 Narembwgh  179.  532  ?«•  RHon  ITS. 
 
 The  Holy  Spirit. 
 COME,  poor  soul,  it  is  the  Lord, 
 
 'Tis  thy  Saviour,  hear  his  word: 
 Jesus  speaks  and  speaks  to  thee, 
 
 "Say,  poor  sinner,  lovest  thou  me." 
 
 2  "I  deliver  all  the  bound ; 
 
 I  can  heal  the  bleeding  wound ; 
 Find  the  wand'rer,  set  him  right, 
 Turn  his  darkness  into  light. 
 
 3  Can  a  woman's  tender  care, 
 Cease  towards  the  child  she  bore  % 
 
 Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be, 
 Yet  have  I  remembered  thee. 
 
 4  Mine  is  an  unchanging  love, 
 Higher  than  the  heights  above, 
 
 Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath- 
 Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death. 
 
 5  Turn,  poor  sinner,  turn  to  me, 
 To  my  word  for  refuge  flee ; 
 
 Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon, 
 When  the  work  of  grace  is  done." 
 
 533 
 
 JESUS'  precious  name  excels 
 Jordan's  streams  and  Salem's  wells ; 
 
 Thirsty  souls  come  taste  the  spring, 
 Life  and  joy  its  waters  bring. 
 
 2  Lo,  the  Spirit  now  invites, 
 
 Lo,  his  Bride  the  church  unites ; 
 Faith  receives  a  full  supply  ; 
 Those  who  drink  it,  cannot  die. 
 
 3  See  the  living  waters  flow, 
 Where  the  weak  and  wretched  go ; 
 
 Fill  your  vessel  as  it  rolls ; 
 Here  refresh  your  weary  souls. 
 
(272) 
 
 Hory  9!.  534  C.  M.  ComoUUot. 
 
 The  Holy  Spirit. 
 COME  to  the  glorious  gospel-feast, 
 
 Ho !  every  one  that  will ; 
 O  come  you  starving  souls  and  taste 
 
 Those  joys  that  none  can  tell. 
 
 2  Arise  you  mortals  that  are  sad, 
 And  bordering  on  despair, 
 
 Lo,  there  is  balm  in  Gilead, 
 And  a  Physician  there. 
 
 3  Look  to  the  Saviour's  bleeding  side, 
 Behold  the  purple  gore ; 
 
 It  was  for  wounded  souls  he  died, 
 The  sin-sick  to  restore. 
 
 4  Behold  him  on  the  cursed  tree, 
 With  arms  extended  wide, 
 
 For  sinners  such  as  you  and  me, 
 The  bleeding  Saviour  died. 
 
 5  'Tis  finished,  said  his  dying  breath, 
 He  conquered  death  and  hell ; 
 
 That  rebels  doomed  to  endless  death, 
 Might  in  his  bosom  dwell. 
 
 6  Come,  then,  receive  his  grace,  and  tell 
 The  wonders  of  his  love  ; 
 
 Till  we  arrive  with  him  to  dwell, 
 In  brighter  worlds  above. 
 
 7  No  sin  or  foe  shall  there  annoy, 
 Or  wound  our  peaceful  breast ; 
 
 But  boundless  love,  unmingled  joy, 
 
 And  everlasting  rest. 
 Chorus. 
 When  we've  been  there  ten  thousand  years, 
 
 Bright  shining  as  the  sun  ; 
 We've  no  less  days  to  sing  his  praise, 
 
 Than  when  we  first  begun. 
 
(273) 
 
 Wilmot  535  7s.  Turin '71 
 
 The  Holy  Spirit. 
 COME,  poor  sinners,  seek  the  Lord, 
 
 Meditate,  obey  his  word ; 
 Seek  salvation  through  this  blood ; 
 
 Go  with  us— the  way  is  good. 
 
 2  Come  you  aged,  come  you  young ; 
 Every  nation  learn  the  song ; 
 
 Sound  the  Saviour's  name  abroad, 
 Go  with  us,  the  way  is  good. 
 
 3  Doubting  souls,  dismiss  your  fears, 
 Mourning  souls  dry  up  your  tears, 
 
 Christ  for  you  has  shed  his  blood  ; 
 Go  with  us— the  way  is  good. 
 
 4  Burden'd  souls  oppressed  with  grief, 
 Jesus  freely  grants  relief; 
 
 He'll  i  emove  your  heavy  load ; 
 Go  with  us— the  way  is  good. 
 
 5  Needy  sinners  doubt  no  more, 
 Jesus  hath  an  ample  store ; 
 
 Richest  wine  and  choicest  food, 
 Go  with  us— the  way  is  good. 
 
 6  You  who  see  your  Saviour's  love, 
 Now  your  faithfulness  approve ; 
 
 Follow  him,  obey  his  word, 
 Imitate  this  glorious  Lord. 
 
 7  Saints  begin  the  heavenly  song, 
 Join  in  concert  every  tongue ; 
 
 Walk  with  joy  the  heavenly  road- 
 Go  with  us— the  way  is  good. 
 536 
 
 COME,  poor  sinner,  come  and  see, 
 A.11  thy  strength  is  found  in  me ; 
 
 1  am  waiting  to  be  kind, 
 
 To  relieve  thy  troubled  mind. 
 
 2  Will  not  this  encourage  thee, 
 Lost  and  poor  to  come  to  me  ? 
 
 Rise  and  cast  away  thy  fear, 
 And  my  Spirit  thou  shalt  share. 
 
(274) 
 
 Newtoy  162.  537  H.  M. 
 
 The  Holy  Spirit. 
 BLOW  you  the  trumpet,  blow, 
 The  gladly  solemn  sound ! 
 Let  all  the  nations  know, 
 To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
 
 The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
 
 Return,  you  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 
 
 2  Extol  the  Lamb  of  God. 
 The  sin-attoning  Lamb ; 
 Redemption  by  his  blood 
 Through  all  the  world  proclaim ; 
 
 The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
 Return,  you  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 
 
 3  Jesus  our  great  High  Priest, 
 Propitiation  made ; 
 
 You  weary  spirits  rest, 
 You  mournful  souls  be  glad : 
 
 The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 
 
 Return,  you  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 
 
 4  You  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 
 Your  liberty  receive, 
 
 And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 
 And  bless'd  in  Jesus  live  : 
 
 The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
 
 Return,  you  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 
 
 5  You  bankrupt  debtors,  know 
 The  wond'rous  grace  of  Heav'n, 
 Though  sums  immense  you  owe, 
 A  free  discharge  is  giv'n : 
 
 The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
 Return,  you  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 
 
 6  You  who  have  sold  for  nought 
 The  heritage  above, 
 
 Shall  have  it  back  unbought, 
 
 The  gift  of  Jesus'  love ; 
 The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
 Beturn,  you  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 
 
(275) 
 
 146.      538  l.  p.  M.        AgaeQlfe 
 The  Holy  Spirit 
 LET  others  boast  their  ancient  line, 
 
 In  long  succession  great ; 
 In  the  proud  list  let  heroes  shine, 
 And  monarchs  swell  the  state ; 
 Descended  from  the  King  of  kings, 
 Each  saint  a  nobler  title  sings. 
 
 2  Pronounce  me,  gracious  God,  thy  son, 
 Own  me  an  heir  divine ; 
 
 I'll  pity  princes  on  the  throne, 
 "When  I  can  call  thee  mine : 
 Sceptreaand  crowns  unenvied  rise, 
 And  lose  their  lustre  in  mine  eyes. 
 
 3  Content,  obscure,  I  pass  my  days, 
 To  all  I  meet  unknown. 
 
 And  wait  till  thou  thy  child  shalt  raise 
 And  seat  me  near  thy  throne ; 
 No  name,  no  honors  here  I  crave, 
 Well  pleas'd  with  those  beyond  the  grave. 
 
 4  Jesus,  my  elder  brother  lives, 
 With  him  I  too  shall  reign ; 
 
 Nor  sin,  nor  death,  while  he  survives, 
 Shall  make  the  promise  vain: 
 In  him  my  title  stands  secure, 
 And  shall,  while  endless  years  endure. 
 
 5  When  he  in  robes  divinely  bright, 
 Shall  once  again  appear, 
 
 You  too,  my  soul,  shall  shine  in  light; 
 And  his  full  image  bear: 
 Enough !— I  wait  th'  appointed  day, 
 Bless'd  Saviour  haste  and  come  away ! 
 
 Oliphant  191.       539  Si,  •>  and  4s.       Kendal]  189. 
 
 LET  us  sing,  the  King  Messiah, 
 
 King  of  Righteousness  and  Peace: 
 Hail  him,  all  his  happy  subjects, 
 
(276) 
 
 Never  let  his  praises  cease ! 
 
 Ever  hail  him, 
 Let  his  honors  still  increase ! 
 
 2  How  transcendant  are  thy  glories ! 
 Fairer  than  the  sons  of  men, 
 
 While  thy  blessed  mediation 
 Brine's  us  back  to  God  again  ! 
 
 Bless'd  Redeemer, 
 How  we  triumph  in  thy  reign ! 
 
 3  Gird  thy  sword  on,  Mighty  hero, 
 Make  thy  word  of  truth  thy  car ! 
 
 Prosper  in  thy  course  triumphant, 
 All  success  attend  thy  war ! 
 
 Gracious  victor, 
 Let  mankind  before  thee  bow ! 
 
 4  Bless'd  are  all  that  touch  thy  sceptre, 
 Bless'd  are  all  that  own  thy  reign ! 
 
 Freed  from  sin,  that  worst  of  tyrants, 
 Rescu'd  from  his  galling  chain ! 
 
 Saints  and  angels, 
 All  who  know  thee,  bless  thy  name. 
 
 540 
 
 "WHAT,  poor  sinner,  means  this  sadness  * 
 Wherefore  art  thou  thus  cast  down  ? 
 
 Let  thy  grief  be  turned  to  gladness, 
 Bid  thy  restless  fears  be  gone: 
 
 Look  to  Jesus— 
 And  rejoice  in  his  blest  name. 
 
 2  Though  ten  thousand  ills  beset  thee, 
 From  without  and  from  within ; 
 
 Jesus  never  will  forget  thee. 
 Only  turn  and  follow  him: 
 
 He  is  faithful— 
 To  perform  his  gracious  word. 
 
(277) 
 
 Newbury  162.  541    H.  M.  Haddam  15S. 
 
 The  Holy  Spirit. 
 
 REJOICE  !  the  Lord  is  King 
 
 The  Frince  of  life  adore ; 
 
 0  Zion !  shout  and  sing, 
 
 And  triumph  evermore— 
 Lift  up  your  heart,  lift  up  your  voice, 
 With  gladness  great  do  you  rejoice. 
 
 2  Jesus  the  Saviour  reigns ; 
 
 His  character  is  love ; 
 
 When  he  had  purg'd  our  sins, 
 
 He  took  his  seat  above- 
 Lift  up  your  heart,  lift  up  your  voice, 
 With  gladness  great  do  you  rejoice. 
 
 3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail ; 
 He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heav'n ; 
 The  keys  of  death  and  hell, 
 Are  to  our  Saviour  giv'n— 
 
 Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice, 
 With  gladness  great  do  you  rejoice. 
 
 4  He  sits  at  God's  right  hand, 
 
 Till  all  his  foes  submit, 
 
 And  bow  at  his  command, 
 
 And  fall  beneath  his  feet- 
 Lift  up  your  heart,  lift  up  your  voice, 
 With  gladness  great  do  you  rejoice. 
 
 5  He  all  our  foes  shall  quell, 
 
 Shall  death  itself  destroy, 
 
 And  all  his  people  fill 
 
 With  pure  celestial  joy- 
 Lift  up  your  heart,  lift  up  your  voice, 
 With  gladness  great  do  you  rejoice— 
 
 6  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  I 
 
(278) 
 
 Newbury  162.  542  H.  M.  MtndeH  1*6. 
 
 The  Holy  Spirit. 
 YE  dying  sons  of  men, 
 
 Immerged  in  sin  and  wo ! 
 Now  mercy  calls  again, 
 Its  message  is  to  you ! 
 Ye  perishing  and  guilty,  come 
 In  mercy's  arms  there  yet  is  room. 
 
 2  No  longer  now  delay, 
 Nor  vain  excuses  frame ; 
 
 Christ  bids  you  come  to-day, 
 Though  poor,  and  blind,  and  lame : 
 All  things  are  ready— sinners,  come ! 
 For  every  trembling  soul  there's  room. 
 
 3  Drawn  by  his  dying  love, 
 
 Ye  wandering  sheep,  draw  near ! 
 He  calls  you  from  above, 
 The  Shepherd's  voice  now  hear: 
 To  hhn  whoever  will  may  come, 
 In  Jesus'  arms  there  still  is  room. 
 543 
 LORD  of  the  worlds  above, 
 
 How  pleasant  and  how  fair 
 The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
 Thine  earthly  temples  are : 
 To  thine  abode  my  heart  aspires, 
 "With  warm  desires  to  see  my  God. 
 
 2  O  happy  souls,  who  pray, 
 Where  God  appoints  to  hear; 
 
 O  happy  men,  who  pay 
 Their  constant  service  there ! 
 They  praise  thee  still !  and  happy  they, 
 Who  love  the  way  to  Zion's  hill. 
 
 3  They  go  from  strength  to  strength; 
 Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
 
 Till  each  arrives  at  length, 
 Till  each  in  heaven  appears: 
 O  glorious  seat,  when  God  our  King 
 Shall  thither  bring  our  willing  feet. 
 
(279) 
 
 Songs  of  Zion,  544  Page  319 
 
 Repentance. 
 THERE  is  a  flower,  a  beauteous  one. 
 
 That  blossoms  on  my  path; 
 No  need  of  dew  or  daily  sun, 
 
 Or  falling  shower  it  hath, 
 It  blossoms  as  brightly  in  the  storm, 
 
 As  in  the  cloudless  day; 
 And  rears  unharm'd  its  humble  form, 
 
 While  others  fade  away. 
 
 2  That  plant  is  faith,  its  holy  leaves 
 Reviving  odors  shed 
 
 Upon  the  lowly  place  of  grief, 
 
 Or  mansions  of  the  dead. 
 God  is  its  Sun,  its  living  light, 
 
 In  happy  hours  he  lends, 
 And  silently  in  sorrow's  night 
 
 Religious  dew   descends. 
 
 3  Plant  of  my  soul  be  fading  things, 
 By  other  hands  carest ; 
 
 But  through  life's  weary  wanderings, 
 
 I'll  clasp  thee  to  my  breast ; 
 And  when  the  icy  powers  shall  chill 
 
 The  fountain  of  my  breath, 
 Thy  loveliness  shall  cheer  me  still, 
 E'en  in  the  hour  of  death. 
 545 
 POOR  sinner,  come,  cast  off  thy  fear, 
 
 And  raise  thy  drooping  head  ; 
 Arise,  obey  the  word  you  hear, 
 He  lives  who  once  was  dead. 
 
 2  Salvation,  oh !  no  word  more  meet, 
 To  join  to  Jesus'  name ; 
 
 Let  every  thankful  tonsrue  repeat 
 Salvation  to  the  Lamb. 
 
 3  Forth  from  the  garden  to  the  cross, 
 Your  bleeding  Lord  pursue ; 
 
 Who,  greatly  to  redeem  your  loss, 
 Groan'd,  bled,  and  died  for  you. 
 
(280) 
 
 Smyrna  183.  546  8s  and  7«.       Winthrop 
 
 The  Holy  Spirit. 
 HARK,  the  gospel  trumpet 's  sounding ! 
 
 Sinners  hear  the  joyful  call ; 
 Christ  in  pardonins  love  abounding, 
 
 Offers  liberty  to  all. 
 
 2  Tho'  your  crimes  have  reached  to  heaven, 
 And  of  deepest  dye  appear ; 
 
 Ask,  and  they  shall  be  forgiven, 
 Seek,  and  you  shall  find  him  near. 
 
 3  Cast  your  load  of  guilt  upon  him, 
 To  the  Lord  for  mercy  flee, 
 
 Tho'  the  strongest  fetters  bind  you, 
 His  salvation  makes  you  free, 
 
 4  Turn  to  Jesus,  seek  salvation, 
 Sound  aloud  his  gracious  name ; 
 
 Glory,  honor,  adoration ! 
 Christ  the  Lord  to  save  us  came. 
 
 54T 
 
 SINNERS,  hear  your  Lord  and  Saviour, 
 Hear  his  gracious  voice  to-day  ; 
 
 Turn  from  all  your  vain  behaviour, 
 O  repent,  return,  obey. 
 
 2  O  be  wise  before  you  languish, 
 On  the  bed  of  dying  strife, 
 
 Endless  joy,  or  endless  anguish 
 Turn  upon  th'  events  of  life. 
 
 3  Open  now  your  case  before  him, 
 Bid  the  Saviour  welcome  in ; 
 
 O  receive  him,  O  adore  him, 
 Take  a  full  discharge  from  sin. 
 
 4  Come,  for  all  things  now  are  ready, 
 Yet  there's  room  for  many  more ; 
 
 0  you  blind,  you  lame,  you  needy, 
 Come  to  wisdom's  boundless  store. 
 
(281) 
 
 Lyons.  548    6s  and  5s. 
 
 Tlie  Holy  Spirit. 
 O  TURN  you,  O  turn  you,  for  why  will  you 
 
 die, 
 When  God  in  his  mercy  is  coming  so  nigh  ? 
 Now  Jesus  invites  you,  the  Spirit  says  come, 
 The  brethren  are  waiting  to  welcome  you 
 home. 
 
 2  How  vain  the  delusion,  that  while  you  de- 
 
 lay, 
 Your  hearts  may  grow  better  by  staying  away; 
 Come  wretched,  come  starving,  come  just  as 
 
 you  be, 
 Here  streams  of  salvation  are  flowing  most 
 
 free; 
 
 3  Here  Jesus  is  ready,  your  souls  to  receive, 
 O  how  can  you  question,  since  now  you  be- 
 lieve ? 
 
 Since  sin  is  your  burden,  why  will  you  not 
 
 come  ? 
 He  now  bids  you  welcome — he  now  says 
 
 there's  room. 
 
 4  In  riches,  in  pleasure,  what  can  you  obtain 
 To  soothe  your  affliction,  or  banish  your  pain? 
 To  bear  up  your  spirit  when  summoned  to  die, 
 Or  waft  you  to  mansions  of  glory  on  high  ? 
 
 5  Why  will  you  be  starving  and  feeding  on 
 
 air? 
 There's  mercy  in  Jesus,  enough  and  to  spare; 
 If  still  you  are  doubting,  make  trial  and  see, 
 And  prove  that  his  mercy  is  boundless  and 
 
 free. 
 
 549 
 
 WHY  sleep  you,  poor  sinner,  awake  and 
 
 arise ; 
 O  why  should  you  slumber  in  sight  of  the 
 
 prize  ? 
 Salvation  is  near  you,  your  day  is  far  spent, 
 Arise,  0  be  active,  believe  and  repent. 
 36 
 
(282) 
 
 Winthrop  186.         550    Ss  and  ?*•       Kendall  1891 
 
 The  Holy  Spirit. 
 BRETHREN,  see  poor  sinners  round  you, 
 
 Slumbering  on  the  brink  of  woe ; 
 Far  from  God  and  unconverted  ; 
 
 Can  you  bear  to  see  it  so  ? 
 
 2  There  are  fathers— there  are  mothers, 
 And  their  children  sinking  down  ; 
 
 Brethren,  go,  exhort  poor  sinners, 
 Speak  the  word  to  all  around. 
 
 3  Brethren,  there's  the  poor  backslider, 
 Who  was  once  at  heaven's  door; 
 
 Bid  him  not  betray  his  Saviour, 
 And  be  worse  than  e'er  before. 
 
 4  Now  his  Saviour  offers  pardon, 
 If  he  will  reform  and  turn ; 
 
 Brethren,  go,  exhort  the  sinner; 
 Speak  the  word  to  all  around. 
 
 5  Sisters,  will  you  join  and  help  us  % 
 Moses'  sister  helped  him ; 
 
 Will  you  seek  the  trembling  mourners 
 Who  are  laboring  hard  with  sin  ? 
 
 6  Tell  them  all  about  the  Saviour ; 
 Tell  them  that  he  will  be  found ; 
 
 Sisters,  go,  exhort  the  mourner- 
 Speak  the  word  to  all  around. 
 
 7  Let  us  love  our  Lord  supremely, 
 Let  us  love  each  other  too ; 
 
 Let  us  love  and  work  for  sinners, 
 Till  our  Lord  make  all  things  new. 
 
 8  Then,  when  we  get  home  to  heaven, 
 At  his  table  we'll  sit  down ; 
 
 Christ  will  gird  himself  and  serve  us, 
 With  sweet  manna  all  around. 
 
 Hallelujah— 
 Jesus  reign  forevermore. 
 
(283) 
 
 551   PM. 
 
 The  Holy  Spirit. 
 COME,  poor  sinners,  come  and  dwell 
 
 For  aye  with  Christ  our  treasure  : 
 Come,  he  will  your  bosoms  swell, 
 
 With  heaven's  enrapt'ring  pleasure. 
 
 2  Mortals  who  with  folly  side, 
 Leave  your  scenes  of  pleasure ; 
 
 Come,  and  with  this  Christ  abide, 
 He's  an  endless  treasure. 
 
 3  Mortals  come  and  taste  awhile, 
 The  purest  joy  of  feeling : 
 
 Come,  receive  the  Saviour's  smile, 
 And  prove  his  powers  of  healing. 
 
 4  He  can  calm  the  soul  to  rest, 
 Soothe  the  force  of  anguish : 
 
 Every  one  is  freely  blest— 
 None  allow'd  to  languish. 
 
 5  Hushed  is  every  inward  fear, 
 Every  sorrow  banished ; 
 
 Silenced  every  troubling  care, 
 Every  grief  is  vanished. 
 
 6  Joy  supreme  within,  the  soul 
 Knows  no  bounds  to  pleasure ; 
 
 For  the  heart  without  control, 
 Feeds  on  Christ  her  treasure. 
 
 7  Come,  and  drink,  poor  souls,  of  love, 
 Enjoy  the  sweets  of  feeling : 
 
 Feed  on  Christ,  who  reigns  above, 
 And  own  his  art  of  healing, 
 
 8  Let  the  heavenly  calm  of  love, 
 Be  thy  choicest  treasure ; 
 
 Come,  poor  souls,  forevermore, 
 With  Christ  to  endless  pleasure. 
 
(  284  ) 
 
 Nuremburgh  179.        552    7s.  WflmotH 
 
 The  Holy  Spirit. 
 COME,  you  weary  sinners,  come, 
 All  who  feel  your  heavy  load ; 
 Jesus  calls  the  wanderers  home, 
 Hasten  to  your  pardoning  God. 
 2  Come  you  guilty  souls  oppressed, 
 Answer  to  the  Saviour's  call ; 
 Come,  and  I  will  give  you  rest, 
 Come,  and  be  delivered  all. 
 
 553 
 HEAR,  the  great  Redeemer  calls  you ; 
 Cease  to  heave  the  plaintive  sigh ; 
 Let  not  guilt  or  fear  enthral  you— 
 Come,  and  you  shall  never  die. 
 2  If  by  sin  or  sore  temptation, 
 You  are  weary  and  oppressed, 
 Hear  the  Saviour's  invitation, 
 "Come,  and  I  will  give  you  rest." 
 
 554 
 O,  IMPROVE  the  day  of  grace, 
 Seek,  O  seek  his  gracious  face ; 
 Soon  the  harvest  will  be-past; 
 Must  your  soul  be  lost  at  last  ? 
 2  O,  obey  the  call  of  God, 
 Do  not  trifle  with  this  blood ; 
 It  will  follow  where  you  fly  ; 
 Turn,  0  turn,  why  will  you  die. 
 
 555 
 SINNERS,  now,  awake,  awake, 
 All  your  sinful  ways  forsake, 
 Turn  to  God— in  Christ  believe, 
 And  your  dying  souls  shall  live. 
 
 When,  O  when,  will  you  be  wise, 
 Open  now  your  blinded  eyes ; 
 View  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord, 
 Mark  the  warnings  of  his  word. 
 
(285) 
 
 Nuremborgh  179.        556    7s-  Bensveato. 
 
 The  Holy  Spirit. 
 MOURNING  sinner,  what  for  thee 
 In  this  world  can  now  remain  1 
 Seek  that  world  from  which  shall  flee, 
 Sin  and  sorrow,  grief  and  pain. 
 2  Sorrow  shall  forever  fly, 
 Sin  shall  never  enter  there ; 
 Tears  be  wiped  from  every  eye, 
 God  shall  banish  all  despair. 
 
 557 
 PILGRIM,  burdened  with  thy  sin, 
 Haste  to  Zion's  gate  to-day ; 
 Mercy  stands  to  let  you  in, 
 Fly,  O  fly,  obey,  obey. 
 2  Sorrow  shall  forever  fly, 
 Sin  shall  never  enter  there : 
 Tears  be  wip'd  from  every  eye, 
 God  shall  banish  all  despair. 
 
 55  S 
 WE  are  travelling  on  to  God, 
 In  the  way  the  fathers  trod ; 
 They  are  happy  now,  and  we 
 Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 
 2  Fear  not  brethren,  joyful  stand 
 On  the  borders  of  your  land  ; 
 Christ  your  Father's  only  Son, 
 Bids  you  undismayed  go  on. 
 
 559 
 O  YOU  chosen  seed  be  glad, 
 Christ  our  advocate  is  made ; 
 Us  to  save  our  flesh  assumes, 
 Brother  to  our  souls  becomes. 
 2  Shout  you  little  flock  and  blest, 
 You  on  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest, 
 There  your  seat  is  now  prepared, 
 There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 
 
(286) 
 
 nt  191.         560  &,  7s  and  4s. 
 The  Holy  Spirit. 
 SEE  from  Zion's  sacred  mountain, 
 
 Streams  of  living  water  flow : 
 God  has  opened  there  a  fountain, 
 To  supply  the  plains  below : 
 They  are  blessed— 
 Who  its  sovereign  virtues  know. 
 
 2  Through  ten  thousand  channels  flowing, 
 Streams  of  mercy  find  their  way: 
 
 Life,  and  health,  and  joy  bestowing, 
 Making  all  around  look  gay : 
 0  you  nations- 
 Hail  the  great  and  glorious  day. 
 
 3  Gladden'd  by  the  fruitful  treasure, 
 All  enriching  as  it  goes  ; 
 
 Lo !  the  desert  smiles  with  pleasure. 
 Buds  and  blossoms  as  the  rose : 
 Every  object- 
 Sings  for  joy  where'er  it  flows. 
 
 4  Trees  of  life  the  banks  adorning 
 Yield  their  fruit  to  all  around ; 
 
 Those  who  eat  are  saved  from  mourning ; 
 Pleasure  comes  and  hopes  abound : 
 Blessed  portion- 
 Endless  life  with  glory  crown'd. 
 561 
 MIGHTY  God,  while  angels  bless  theo, 
 
 May  we  mortals  lisp  thy  name  ? 
 Lord  of  men  as  well  as  angels, 
 Thou  art  every  creature's  theme : 
 Hallelujah— 
 Thou  art  every  creature's  theme. 
 2  Lord  of  every  land  and  nation, 
 
 Ancient  of  eternal  days, 
 Sounded  through  the  wide  creation, 
 Be  thy  just  and  awful  praise : 
 Hallelujah- 
 Be  thy  just  and  awful  praise. 
 
(287) 
 
 ETERNAL  LIFE. 
 
 Eon.  562    83, 6s  and  4s.         Oilplant. 
 
 LO !  he  comes  with  clouds  descending, 
 
 Once  for  favor'd  sinners  slain, 
 Thousand,  thousand  saints  attending, 
 Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train, 
 Hallelujah ! 
 Jesus  now  shall  ever  reign ! 
 
 2  Ev'ry  eye  shall  now  behold  him, 
 Rob'd  in  dreadful  majesty : 
 
 Those  who  set  at  nought  and  sold  him, 
 Pierc'd  and  nail'd  him  to  the  tree, 
 Deeply  wailing, 
 Shall  the  true  Messiah  see. 
 
 3  Ev'ry  island,  sea,  and  mountain, 
 Heav'n  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  man  rejected, 
 Now  shall  meet  him  in  the  air. 
 Hallelujah ! 
 See  the  day  of  God  appear  \ 
 
 5  Lord,  thy  bride  says  by  thy  Spirit, 
 Hasten  thou  the  gen'ral  dooml 
 
 Promis'd  glory  to  inherit, 
 Take  thy  weary  children  home  J 
 All  creation 
 Travails,  groans,  and  bids  thee  tame. 
 
 6  Yes— Amen !  let  all  adore  thee, 
 High  on  thy  exalted  throne ; 
 
 Saviour  take  the  power  and  glory, 
 Claim  the  kingdoms  for  thy  own, 
 O !  come  quickly ! 
 Hallelujah !  come,  Lord,  come ! 
 
(288) 
 
 Bon.  563  8s,  ?'  and  4a. 
 
 Eternal  Life. 
 DAY  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders ! 
 Hark  the  trumpet's  awful  sound, 
 Louder  than  a  thousand  thunders, 
 Shakes  the  vast  creation  round ; 
 How  the  summons 
 "Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound  1 
 
 2  See  the  Judge  our  nature  wearing, 
 Cloth'd  in  Majesty  divine ! 
 
 You  who  long  for  his  appearing, 
 Then  shall  say,  "  This  Lordls  mine!" 
 Gracious  Saviour, 
 Own  me  in  that  day  for  thine ! 
 
 3  At  his  call  the  dead  awaken, 
 Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea  •, 
 
 All  the  powers  of  nature  shaken, 
 By  his  looks  prepare  to  flee. 
 Careless  sinner, 
 What  will  then  become  of  thee ! 
 
 4  Horrors  past  imagination, 
 
 Will  surprise  your  trembling  heart, 
 When  you  hear  your  condemnation, 
 "  Hence,  accursed  wretch,  depart  I 
 
 Hence  with  satan, 
 
 And  his  angels  have  your  part." 
 
 5  But  to  those  who  have  confessed, 
 Lov'd  and  serv'd  him  here  below, 
 
 He  will  say,  "  Come  near  you  blessed, 
 See  the  kingdom  I  bestow ; 
 You  forever, 
 Shall  my  love  and  glory  know." 
 
 6  Under  sorrows  and  reproaches, 
 May  this  thought  our  courage  raise ! 
 
 Swiftly  God's  great  day  approaches, 
 Sighs  shall  then  be  chang'd  to  praise : 
 May  we  triumph, 
 When  the  world  is  in  a  blaze ! 
 
(289) 
 
 Canton  75.  564    c- M-  Clarendon  86. 
 
 Eternal  Life. 
 BLESS'D  be  the  everlasting  God, 
 
 The  Father  of  our  Lord  ; 
 Be  his  abounding  mercy  prais'd, 
 
 His  majesty  ador'd. 
 
 2  When  from  the  dead  he  rais'd  his  Son, 
 And  call'd  him  to  the  sky, 
 
 He  gave  our  souls  a  lively  hope 
 That  they  should  never  die. 
 
 3  What  though  our  inbred  sins  require 
 Our  flesh  to  see  the  dust, 
 
 Yet 'as  the  Lord,  our  Saviour  rose, 
 So  all  his  foll'wers  must. 
 
 4  There's  an  inheritance  divine, 
 Reserv'd  against  that  day ! 
 
 'Tis  uncorrupted,  undefil'd, 
 And  cannot  fade  away  ! 
 
 5  Saints  by  the  pow'r  of  God  are  kept 
 Till  the  salvation  come ; 
 
 We  walk  by  faith  as  strangers  here, 
 Till  Christ  shall  take  ushome. 
 
 565 
 
 BEHOLD  the  mountain  of  the  Lord, 
 
 In  latter  days  shall  rise, 
 On  mountain  tops  above  the  hills, 
 
 And  draw  the  wond'ring  eyes. 
 
 2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 
 All  tribes  and  tongues  shall  flow; 
 
 Up  to  the  hill  of  God,  they'll  say, 
 And  to  his  house  we'll  go. 
 
 3  The  beam  that  shines  from  Zion's  hill   a. 
 Shall  'lighten  ev'ry  land ; 
 
 The  King  who  reigns  in  Salem's  towerfe^ 
 Shall  all  the  world  command.  ?/ 
 
 3T 
 
(290) 
 
 4  Among  the  nations  he  shall  judge, 
 His  judgments  truth  shall  guide ; 
 
 His  sceptre  shall  protect  the  just, 
 And  quell  the  sinner's  pride. 
 
 5  No  strife  shall  rage,  nor  hostile  feuds 
 Disturb  those  peaceful  years ; 
 
 To  ploughshares  men  shall  beat  their  sword 
 To  pruning  hooks  their  spears. 
 
 6  No  longer  host  encount'ring  host, 
 Shall  crowds  of  slain  deplore ; 
 
 They'll  hang  the  trumpet  in  the  hall, 
 And  study" war  no  more. 
 
 7  Come,  then,  O  house  of  Jacob,  come, 
 To  worship  at  his  shrine  ; 
 
 And  walking  in  the  light  of  God, 
 
 With  holy  beauties  shine. 
 566 
 THAT  glorious  day  is  drawing  nigh, 
 
 When  Zion's  light  shall  come ; 
 She  shall  arise  and  shine  on  high, 
 
 Bright  as  the  morning  sun. 
 
 2  The  north  and  south  their  sons  resigr»| 
 And  earth's  foundations  bend ; 
 
 A  bride  adom'd  Jerusalem, 
 All  glorious  shall  descend. 
 
 3  The  King  who  wears  the  splendid  crow 
 The  azure  naming  bow, 
 
 The  holy  city  shall  bring  down 
 To  bless  his  church  below. 
 
 4  When  Zion's  bleeding  conq'ring  King 
 Shall  sin  and  death  destroy, 
 
 The  morning  stars  shall  join  to  sing, 
 And  Zion  shout  for  joy. 
 
(291) 
 
 6  1?he  holy,  bright  angelic  band, 
 
 Who  sing  on  harps  of  gold, 
 Inglorious  order  then  shall  stand, 
 
 Fair  Salem  to  behold. 
 
 6  Descending  with  sweet  melting  strains, 
 Jehovah  they  adore ; 
 
 Such   shouts  through   earth's  extended 
 
 W plains, 
 ere  never  heard  before. 
 
 7  Let  Satan  rage  and  boast  no  more, 
 Nor  think  his  reign  is  long ; 
 
 Though  saints  are  feeble,  frail  and  poor, 
 Their  great  Redeemer's  strong 
 
 8  He  is  their  shield  and  hiding  place— 
 A  covert  from  the  storm  ; 
 
 A  fountain  in  the  wilderness, 
 And  their  eternal  home. 
 
 9  The  crystal  stream  comes  down  from 
 
 heav'n, 
 It  issues  from  the  throne ; 
 The  floods  of  strife  away  are  driv'n, 
 The  church  becomes  but  one. 
 
 10  That  peaceful  union  we  shall  know, 
 And  live  upon  his  love, 
 
 And  sing  and  shout  his  name  below, 
 As  angels  do  above. 
 
 11  A  thousand  years  shall  roll  around, 
 The  church  shall  be  complete: 
 
 Call'd  by  the  last  loud  trumpet's  sound, 
 Their  Saviour's  face  to  meet. 
 
 12  With  joy  they  meet  him  in  the  sky, 
 Whom  here  their  souls  ador'd ; 
 
 And  live  in  worlds  of  bliss  on  high, 
 Forever  with  their  Lord. 
 
(292) 
 
 Kambia.  567    S.  M.  Golden  HflL 
 
 Eternal  Life. 
 AND  will  the  judge  descend  * 
 
 And  must  the  dead  arise  % 
 
 .  And  not  a  single  soul  escape 
 
 His  all-discerning  eyes  ? 
 
 2  And  from  his  righteous  lips, 
 Shall  this  dread  sentence  sound  ? 
 
 And  throuffh  the  numerous  guilty  throng 
 Spread  black  despair  around  ? 
 
 3  "Depart  from  me  ye  cursed, 
 To  everlasting  flame, 
 
 For  rebel  angels  first  prepared, 
 Where  mercy  never  came." 
 
 4  How  shall  our  hearts  endure 
 The  terrors  of  that  day : 
 
 When  earth  and  heaven  before  his  facej' 
 Astonished,  flee  away  ? 
 
 5  But  ere  the  trumpet  shakes 
 The  mansions  of  the  dead ; 
 
 Hark,  from  the  gospel's  cheering  sound* 
 What  joyful  tidings  spread! 
 
 6  Ye  sinners  seek  his  grace, 
 Whose  wrath  you  cannot  bear ; 
 
 Fly  to  the  shelter  of  the  cross, 
 And  find  redemption  there. 
 
 7  So  shall  the  curse  remove- 
 By  which  the  Saviour  bled ; 
 
 And  the  last  awful  day  shall  pour 
 His  blessings  on  your  head. 
 
 Chorus. 
 Ye  angels  round  the  throne, 
 '    And  saints  that  dwell  below, 
 Worship  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
 In  all  you  say  or  do. 
 
(293) 
 
 Merd«o208.       568    7s.  6s  and  It. 
 Eternal  Life. 
 OPEN,  heavenly  gates,  disclow 
 
 To  our  raptured  vision, 
 All  the  blissful  joy  that  flows 
 
 From  the  true  religion. 
 Lo !  we  lift  our  longing  eyes ; 
 Break  you  intervening  skies ; 
 Sun  of  righteousness  arise ; 
 Ope  the  gates  of  paradise. 
 
 2  Floods  of  everlasting  light, 
 Flash  on  high  before  him ; 
 
 Myriads,  with  supreme  delight, 
 
 Constantly  adore  him : 
 Angel-trumps  resound  his  fame, 
 Lutes  of  lucid  gold  proclaim, 
 All  the  glory  of  his  name- 
 Heaven  echoing  the  theme. 
 
 3  All  the  eldership  arise 
 From  their  princely  station, 
 
 Shout  his  glorious  victories- 
 Sing  his  great  salvation : 
 Cast  their  crowns  before  his  throne, 
 And  in  reverential  tone, 
 Render  praise  to  God  alone— 
 "Holy,  holy,  holy  One ! » 
 
 4  Hark !  the  symphonies  divine, 
 Seem,  methinks,  to  seize  us ; 
 
 In  their  holy  praise  we  join 
 
 To  our  glorious  Jesus : 
 Sweetest  sound  on  seraph's  song, 
 Highest  note  of  mortal's  tongue, 
 Sweetest  anthem  ever  sung,  | 
 Let  its  riches  flow  along. 
 
(294) 
 
 i.  569  s.  m. 
 
 Eternal  Life. 
 OH  where  shall  rest  be  found, 
 
 Rest  for  the  weary  soul ! 
 'Twere  vain  the  ocean?s  depth  to  sound, 
 
 Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 
 .   The  world  can  never  give 
 
 The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh; 
 'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
 
 Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 
 
 3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 
 There  is  a  life  above. 
 
 Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years, 
 And  all  that  life  is  love. 
 
 4  There  is  a  death  whose  pang 
 Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath ; 
 
 Oh  !  what  eternal  horrors  hang, 
 Around  the  second  death ! 
 
 5  Lord  God  of  truth  and  peace, 
 Teach  us  that  death  to  shun ; 
 
 Lest  we  be  driven  from  thy  face, 
 
 Forevermore  undone. 
 5T0 
 AND  am  I  born  to  die  ? 
 
 To  lay  this  body  down  ? 
 And  must  my  trembling  spirit  fly 
 
 Into  a  world  unknown  1 
 
 2  How  shall  I  leave  my  tomb  1 — 
 With  triumph  or  regret  1— 
 
 A  fearful  or  a  joyful  doom— 
 A  curse,  or  blessing  meet  ? 
 
 3  O  thou,  that  wouldst  not  have 
 One  wretched  sinner  die, 
 
 Who  di'dst  thyself  my  soul  to  save 
 From  endless  misery, 
 
 4  Lead  me  the  way  to  shun 
 Thy  dreadful  wrath  severe ; 
 
 That  when  thou  comest  on  thy  throne, 
 I  may  with  joy  appear. 
 
(295) 
 
 BlaieSO.  571  c.  M.  Pleasant  Hill. 
 
 Eternal  Life. 
 GO  on,  you  pilgrims,  while  below, 
 
 In  the  sure  path  of  peace, 
 Determin-d  nothing  else  to  know 
 
 But  Jesus  and  his  grace. 
 
 2  Observe  your  leader,  follow  him ; 
 He  throush  this  world  has  been : 
 
 Often  revif'd,  but,  like  a  lamb, 
 Did  ne'er  revile  again. 
 
 3  O !  take  the  pattern  he  has  giv'n, 
 And  love  your  enemies ; 
 
 And  learn  the  only  way  to  heav'n 
 Through  self-denial  lies. 
 
 4  Remember  you  must  watch  and  pray, 
 While  journeying  on  the  road, 
 
 Lest  you  should  fall  out  by  the  way, 
 And  wound  the  cause  of  God. 
 
 5  Contend  for  nothing  but  the  fruit 
 That  feeds  th'  immortal  mind ; 
 
 For  fruitless  leaves  no  more  dispute, 
 But  leave  them  to  the  wind. 
 
 6  Go  on  rejoicing  night  and  day ; 
 Your  crown  is  yet  before ; 
 
 Defy  the  trials  of  the  way ; 
 The  storm  will  soon  be  o'er. 
 
 7  Soon  we  shall  reach  the  promis'd  land, 
 With  all  the  ransom'd  race, 
 
 And  join  with  all  the  glorious  band, 
 To  sing  redeeming  grace. 
 
 8  There  we  shall  meet  to  sing  God's  praise, 
 And  all  his  wonders  tell, 
 
 And  triumph  in  redeeming  erace, 
 So,  brethren,  fare  you  well. 
 
(296) 
 
 FaHMd  106.  573  C.  M.  London  84. 
 
 Eternal  Life. 
 OUR  souls  are  in  his  mighty  hand, 
 
 And  he  will  keep  them  still, 
 And  you  and  T  shall  surely  stand 
 
 With  him  on  Zion's  hill. 
 
 2  Him  eye  to  eye  we  there  shall  see, 
 Our  faoe  like  his  shall  shine; 
 
 O !  what  a  glorious  company, 
 "When  saints  and  angels  join ! 
 
 3  O !  what  a  joyful  meeting  there ! 
 Tn  robes  of  white  array ; 
 
 Palms  in  our  hands  we  all  shall  bear, 
 And  crowns  that  ne'er  decay ! 
 
 4  When  we've  been  there  ten  thousand 
 
 years, 
 Bright  shining  as  the  sun. 
 We've  no  less  days  to  sing  God's  praise, 
 Than  when  we  first  begun. 
 
 5  Then  let  us  hasten  to  the  day 
 When  all  shall  be  brought  home, 
 
 Come,  O  Redeemer  !  come  away  • 
 O  Jesus  !  quickly  come ! 
 
 5T3 
 
 HE,  who  on  earth  as  man  was  known, 
 
 And  bore  our  sins  and  pains, 
 Now  seated  on  th'  eternal  throne, 
 
 The  Lord  of  glory  reigns. 
 
 2  His  hands  the  wheels  of  nature  guide 
 With  sure  unerring  skill ; 
 
 And  countless  worlds,  extended  wide, 
 Obey  his  sov'reign  will. 
 
 3  While  harps  unnumber'd  sound  his  praise 
 In  yonder  world  above, 
 
 His  saints  on  earth  admire  his  ways 
 And  glory  in  his  love. 
 
(297) 
 
 4  This  land,  through  which  his  pilgrims  go, 
 Is  desolate  and  dry ; 
 
 But  streams  of  grace  from  him  o'erflow 
 Their  thirst  to  satisfy. 
 
 5  When  troubles,  like  a  burning  sun, 
 Beat  heavy  on  their  head, 
 
 To  this  high  Rock  for  rest  they  run, 
 And  find  a  pleasing  shade. 
 
 6  How  glorious  he,  how  happy  they 
 In  such  a  gen'rous  friend! 
 
 Whose  love  secures  them  all  the  way 
 
 And  crowns  them  at  the  end. 
 574 
 ON  Zion,  his  most  holy  mount, 
 
 God  will  a  feast  prepare  ; 
 And  Israel's  sons  and  Gentile  lands 
 
 Shall  in  the  banquet  share. 
 
 2  Marrow  and  fatness  are  the  food 
 His  bounteous  hand  bestows ; 
 
 Wine  on  the  lees,  and  well  refin'd, 
 In  rich  abundance  flows. 
 
 3  See  here  the  vilest  of  the  vile 
 A  free  acceptance  giv'n  ! 
 
 See  rebels,  by  adopting  grace, 
 Sit  with  the  heirs  of  heav'n ! 
 
 4  The  pain'd,  the  sick,  the  dying,  now 
 To  ease  and  health  restor'd, 
 
 With  eager  appetites  partake 
 
 The  dainties  of  the  board. 
 4  But  O !  what  draughts  of  bliss  unknown 
 
 What  dainties  shall  be  giv'n, 
 When  with  the  myriads  round  the  throne 
 
 We  join  the  feast  of  heav'n ! 
 6  There  joys  immeasurably  high 
 
 Shall  overflow  the  soul ; 
 And  springs  of  life  that  never  dry 
 
 In  thousand  channels  roll. 
 .38 
 
(298) 
 
 Hebron.  575    L.  M. 
 
 Eternal  Life. 
 THAT  day  of  wrath !  that  dreadful  day, 
 When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away ! 
 What  power  shall  be  the  sinner's  stay  1 
 How  shall  he  meet  that  dreadful  day. 
 
 2  When,  shrivelling  like  a  parched  scroll 
 The  flaming  heavens  together  roll ; 
 
 And  louderyet— and  yet  more  dread, 
 Swells  the  high  trump  that  wakes  the  dead? 
 
 3  Oh  !  on  that  day— that  wrathful  day, 
 When  man  to  judgment  wakes  from  clay, 
 Be  thou,  O  Christ !  thy  people's  stay, 
 Though  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away. 
 
 576 
 ETERNITY  is  just  at  hand, 
 And  shall  I  waste  my  ebbing  sand  ? 
 And  careless  view  departing  day, 
 And  throw  my  inch  of  time  away  ? 
 
 2  Eternity !— tremendous  sound  !— 
 To  guilty  souls  a  dreadful  wound  ! 
 But  oh !  if  Christ  and  heaven  be  mine, 
 How  sweet  the  accents !— how  divine  ! 
 
 3  Be  this  my  chief,  my  only  care— 
 My  high  pursuit— my  ardent  prayer— 
 An  interest  in  the  Saviour's  blood, 
 
 My  pardon  sealed,  and  peace  with  God. 
 
 4  But  should  my  brightest  hopes  be  vain 
 The  rising  doubts,  how  sharp  their  pain ! 
 My  fears,  O  gracious  God,  remove, 
 Confirm  my  title  to  thy  love. 
 
 5  Search,  Lord— oh  search  my  inmost  heart, 
 And  light,  and  hope,  and  joy  impart ; 
 From  guilt  and  error  set  me  free, 
 
 And  guide  me  safe  to  heaven  and  thee. 
 
(299) 
 
 STY    Ssandfc. 
 
 Eternal  Life. 
 THERE  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest, 
 
 To  mourning  wandrers  given : 
 There  is  a  tear  for  souls  distressed, 
 A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast— 
 
 'Tis  found  above— in  heaven. 
 
 2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls, 
 By  sins  and  sorrows  driven ; 
 
 When  tossed  on  life's  tempestous    shoale, 
 Where  storms  arise— and  ocean  rolls, 
 And  all  is  drear— but  heaven. 
 
 3  There  faith  lifts  up  the  tearless  eye, 
 The  heart  with  anguish  riven  ; 
 
 It  views  the  tempestpassing  by, 
 Sees  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 
 And  all  secure— in  heaven. 
 
 4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 
 And  joys  supreme  are  given ; 
 
 There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom ; 
 Beyond  the  dark  and  narrow  tomb 
 Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 
 
 578   C.P.  M. 
 COME,  let  us  sing  the  coming  fate 
 O  Mystic  Babylon  the  Great, 
 Her  doom  is  drawing  near : 
 Jesus  now  comes  on  earth  to  reign, 
 His  cause  and  people  to  maintain, 
 For  them  he'll  soon  appear. 
 
 2  Before  him  flows  a  fiery  stream, 
 
 The  heav'ns  above  with  lightnings  gloam, 
 
 A  thousand  thunders  roar : 
 A  heav'nly  host  with  him  descends, 
 His  voice  to  all  the  earth  extends, 
 
 His  saints  now  grieve  no  more. 
 
 3  Eclips'd  by  glory  so  divine, 
 
 Sun,  moon,  and  stars  refuse  to  shine. 
 
(300) 
 
 The  spheres  now  cease  to  roll : 
 Earth,  wrapt  in  darkness  deep  as  night, 
 "With  horror  stricken  at  the  sight, 
 
 Now  quakes  from  pole  to  pole. 
 
 4  Angels  of  light,  at  his  command, 
 Ten  thousand  times  ten  thousand,  stand, 
 
 Waiting  his  voice  to  hear  : 
 The  fierycherubs  spread  their  wings, 
 The  air  with  loud  hosannas  rings, 
 
 While  all  his  saints  draw  near. 
 
 5  The  day  of  recompense  has  come, 
 His  people  all  are  gath'ring  home, 
 
 With  joy  they  hear  his  voice : 
 The  promis'd  curse,  the  threatn'd  woi 
 Combin'd,  now  fall  upon  his  foes, 
 
 The  martyrs  all  rejoice. 
 
 6  She,  who  the  twelve  apostles  griev'd, 
 And  by  her  sorceries  deceiv'd 
 
 All  nations  of  the  world, 
 Now  looks  with  anguish  at  their  blisfl, 
 Then  sinks  into  the  vast  abyss, 
 
 To  endless  ruin  hurl'd. 
 
 7  The  living  saints,  and  all  the  dead, 
 Now  gather  round  their  glorious  head, 
 
 And  reign  with  him  below 
 A  thousand  years  of  perfect  peace, 
 Of  love,  and  joy,  and  righteousness, 
 
 Exempt  from  ev'ry  woe. 
 
 8  Then  let  us  keep  the  end  in  view, 
 And  ever  on  our  way  pursue, 
 
 The  crown  is  yet  before : 
 A  few  short  days  the  conflict's  done, 
 The  battle's  fought,  the  prize  is  won, 
 
 And  we  shall  toil  no  more. 
 
(301) 
 
 5T9  ?'•  Wflj. 
 
 Eternal  Life. 
 "WHO  are  those  arrayed  in  white, 
 Brighter  than  the  noonday  sun, 
 Foremost  of  the  sons  of  light, 
 Nearest  to  th'  eternal  throne  ? 
 
 2  These  are  they  who  bore  the  cross, 
 Nobly  for  their  master" stood, 
 Sufferers  in  his  righteous  cause, 
 Followers  of  their  dying  Lord. 
 
 3  Out  of  great  distress  they  came, 
 Washed  their  robes  by  faith  below, 
 In  the  blood  of  yonder  Lamb  : 
 Blood  that  washes  white  as  snow. 
 
 4  Ever  they  are  near  the  throne, 
 Serve  their  Maker  day  and  night, 
 God  resides  among  his  own- 
 God  doth  in  his  saints  delight. 
 
 5  More  than  conquerors  at  last, 
 Here  they  find  their  trials  o'er, 
 They  have  all  their  sufferings  past, 
 Hunger  now  and  thirst  no  more. 
 
 6  No  excessive  heat  they  feel, 
 From  the  sun's  directer  ray ; 
 In  a  milder  clime  they  dwell, 
 Region  of  eternal  day. 
 
 580 
 SINNER,  are  you  still  secure? 
 Still  resolved  to  disobey  ? 
 Can  your  heart  or  hands  endure, 
 In  the  Lord's  avenging  day  1 
 
 2  "Who  his  advent  may  abide ! 
 You  that  glory  in  your  shame, 
 Can  you  find  a  place  to  hide, ' 
 When  the  world  is  wrapt  in  flame  t 
 
 3  Hasten  now,  the  time  improve, 
 Listen  to  your  Saviour's  voice ; 
 Seek  the  things  that  are  above, 
 Scorn  the  world's  pretended  joys. 
 
(302) 
 
 5S1    8s,  7s  and  4s. 
 
 Eternal  Life. 
 STOP,  poor  sinner,  stop  and  wondet 
 See  your  sins  like  mountains  rise; 
 How  astonishing  the  number ! 
 Higher  mounting  than  the  skies : 
 
 Cry  for  mercy- 
 Dread  the  death  that  never  dies. 
 
 2  See  the  precious  blood  of  Jesus, 
 Streaming  from  the  'cursed  tree; 
 
 "Will  not  this  suffice  to  grieve  us  % 
 Jesus  spilt  that  blood  for  thee : 
 
 Come,  then,  sinner— 
 And  his  great  salvation  see. 
 
 3  See  yon  sun  how  swift  he  hasteth, 
 Round  the  circuit  of  the  skies ; 
 
 How  the  golden  moment  wasteth, 
 Sinners,  pray  at  length  be  wise : 
 
 O  he's  setting— 
 And  may  set  no  more  to  rise. 
 
 582    8sacd7s. 
 LOVE  divine,  all  love  excelling ! 
 
 Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down y 
 Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling, 
 
 With  thy  faithful  mercies  crown: 
 Jesus !  thou  art  all  compassion, 
 
 Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art: 
 Perfect  us  in  thy  salvation, 
 
 Enter  every  waiting  heart. 
 
 2  Come  !  almighty  to  deliver, 
 
 Let  us  all  new  life  receive ! 
 
 Suddenly  return— and  never, 
 
 Never  more  thy  temples  leave. 
 Thee  we  would  be  always  blessing, 
 
 Serve  thee  as  thy  hosts  above ; 
 Pray,  and  praise  thee  without  ceasing, 
 Glory  in  thy  precious  love. 
 
(303) 
 
 Tune  503  Trumpet. 
 
 Eternal  Life. 
 
 THE  chariot !  the  chariot !  its  wheels  roll  in 
 
 fire, 
 As  the  Lord  cometh  down  in  the  pomp  of  his 
 
 ire; 
 Lo,  self-moving  it  drives  on  its  pathway  of 
 
 cloud, 
 And  the  heav'ns  with  the  burden  of  Godhead 
 
 are  bow'd. 
 
 2  The  glory!  the  glory!  around  him  are  pour'd, 
 Mighty  hosts  of  the  angels  that  wait  on  the 
 
 Lord; 
 
 And  the  glorified  saints,  and  the  martyrs  are 
 there, 
 
 And  there  all  who  the  palm-wreaths  of  victo- 
 ry wear ! 
 
 3  The  trumpet !  the  trumpet !  the  dead  have 
 
 all  heard : 
 Lo,  the  depths  of  the  stone-cover'd  charnel 
 
 are  stirred ! 
 From  the  sea,  from  the  earth,  from  the  south, 
 
 from  the  north, 
 All  the  vast  generations  of  men  are  come  forth! 
 
 4  The  judgment !  the  judgment !  the  thrones 
 
 are  all  set, 
 Where  the  Lamb  and  the  white-vested  elders 
 
 are  met! 
 There  all  flesh  is  at  once  in  the  sight  of  the 
 
 Lord, 
 And  the  doom  of  eternity  hangs  on  his  word. 
 
 5  O  mercy !  0  mercy  !  look  down  from  above, 
 Great  Creator,  on  us,  thy  sad  children,  with 
 
 love! 
 When  beneath  to  their  darkness  the  wicked 
 
 are  driven, 
 May  our  justified  souls  find  a  welcome  in 
 
 heaven ! 
 
(304) 
 
 Manonary  Hymn  202.    5g5  7s  and  6*.        Sumn* 
 Eternal  Life. 
 REMEMBER  thy  Creator, 
 
 While  youth's  fair  spring  is  bright; 
 Before  thy  cares  are  greater, 
 
 Before  comes  age's  night : 
 While  yet  the  sun  shines  o'er  thee, 
 
 While  stars  the  darkness  cheer; 
 While  life  is  all  before  thee, 
 
 Thy  great  Creator  fear. 
 
 2  Remember  thy  Creator, 
 
 Before  the  dust  returns 
 To  earth— for  "tis  its  nature— 
 
 And  life's  last  ember  burns: 
 Before  that  God  who  gave  it, 
 
 The  spirit  shall  appear; 
 He  cries,  who  died  to  save  it, 
 
 "Thy  great  Creator  fear." 
 
 586 
 
 AS  flows  the  rapid  river, 
 
 With  channel  broad  and  free, 
 Its  waters  rippling  ever, 
 
 And  hastening  to  the  sea, 
 So  life  is  onward  flowing, 
 
 And  days  of  offered  peace, 
 And  man  is  swiftly  going, 
 
 Where  calls  of  mercy  cease. 
 
 2  As  moons  are  ever  waning, 
 
 As  haste  the  sun  away, 
 As  stormy  winds,  complaining, 
 
 Bring  on  the  wintery  day, 
 So  fast  the  night  comes  o'er  us— 
 
 The  darkness  of  the  grave— 
 And  death  is  just  before~us  :— 
 
 God  takes  the  life  he  gave. 
 
(305) 
 
 Amsterdam  204.       58T    7s  and  6s.        RMunond  206L 
 Eternal  Life. 
 WHEN  shall  the  voice  of  singing 
 
 Flow  joyfully  along  ? 
 And  hill  and  valley,  ringing 
 
 With  one  triumphant  song, 
 Proclaim  the  contest  ended," 
 
 And  him  who  once  was  slain. 
 Again  to  earth  descended, 
 
 In  righteousness  to  reign? 
 
 2  Then  from  the  cragsy  mountain' 
 
 The  sacred  shout  shall  fly ; 
 And  shady  vales  and  fountains 
 
 Shall  echo  the  reply. 
 High  tower  and  lowly  dwelling 
 
 Shall  send  the  chorus  round, 
 The  hallelujah  swelling 
 
 In  one  eternal  sound ! 
 
 Benevento.  58S    's-  Pleyel's  Hymn. 
 
 WHILE  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun 
 
 Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
 Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 
 
 Never  more  to  meet  us  here : 
 Fixed  in  an  eternal  state, 
 
 They  have  done  with  all  below ; 
 We  a  little  lonsrer  wait ; 
 
 But  how  little— none  can  know. 
 2  Spared  to  see  another  year; 
 
 Come,  thy  precious  work  revive ; 
 Let  thy  blessing  meet  us  here, 
 
 Bid  thy  drooping  garden  thrive, 
 Sun  of  righteousness,  arise  ! 
 
 Let  our  prayer  thy  pity  move ; 
 Warm  our  hearts,  and  bless  our  eyes : 
 
 Make  this  year  a  time  of  love. 
 39 
 
(306) 
 
 589  L.M. 
 Eternal  Life. 
 WHY  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  die  ?— 
 What  timorous  worms  we  mortals  are ! 
 Death  is  the  gate  of  endless  joy, 
 And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 
 
 2  The  pains,  the  groans,  and  dying  strife, 
 Fright  our  approaching  souls  away ; 
 
 Still  shrink  we  back  again  to  life, 
 Fond  of  our  prison,  and  our  clay. 
 
 3  Oh  !  if  my  Lord  would  come  to  meet 
 My  soul  should  stretch  her  wings  in  haste, 
 
 Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 
 Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  passed. 
 
 4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 
 Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
 
 While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
 
 And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 
 590 
 SWEET  is  the  scene  when  Christians  die, 
 
 When  holy  souls  retire  to  rest : 
 How  mildly  beams  the  closing  eye  ! 
 
 How  gently  heaves  th'  expiring  breast ! 
 2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away ; 
 
 So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er; 
 So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day; 
 
 So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 
 2  Triumphant  smiles  the  victor's  brow, 
 
 Fanned  by  some  guardian  angel's  wing: 
 O  grave !  where  is  thy  victory  how, 
 
 And  where,  O  death,  where  is  thy  sting ! 
 Triumphant  smiles  the  victor's  brow, 
 
 Fanned  by  some  guardian  angel's  wing: 
 O  grave !  where  is  thy  victory  now, 
 
 And  where,  O  death,  where  is  thy  sting ! 
 
(307  ) 
 
 H.  Miller's  tune.  591    % 
 
 Eternal  Life. 
 HERE,  in  the  field— this  world  below, 
 
 The  tares  and  wheat  together  grow ; 
 Jesus  e'er  long  will  weed  the  crop, 
 
 And  pluck  the-tares  in  anger  up. 
 
 2  Will  it  relieve  your  horrors  there; 
 To  recollect  your  favors  here — 
 
 How  much  you  heard,  how  much  you  knew. 
 How  long  among  the  wheat  you  grew1? 
 
 3  Oh  !  it  must  aggravate  your  case, 
 To  perish  under  means  of  grace- 
 To  know  the  word  of  life  and  faith, 
 
 Became  the  instrument  of  death. 
 
 4  We  seem  alike  while  thus  we  meet, 
 Mortals  might  think  we  all  were  wheat ; 
 
 But  to  the  Lord's  all-se-eing  eyes, 
 Each  heart  appears  without  disguise. 
 
 5  The  tares  are  spared  for  various  ends, 
 Some  for  the  sake  of  praying  friends ; 
 
 Others,  the  Lord,  against  their  will, 
 Employs  his  counsels  to  fulfil. 
 
 6  But  tho'  they  grow  both  tall  and  strong, 
 His  plan  will  not  require  them  long : 
 
 In  harvest  when  he  reapes  his  own— 
 The  tares  shall  into  flames  be  thrown. 
 
 7  Terrific  thought !  and  is  it  so ! 
 
 Must  all  mankind  this  harvest  know ! 
 Is  every  soul  a  wheat  or  tare ! 
 Must  every  soul  his  portion  share ! 
 
 8  Great  God,  assist  us  to  proclaim, 
 Redemption  through  the  Saviour's  name: 
 
 May  sinners  now  the  message  hear, 
 And  for  the  harvest  all  prepare. 
 Chorus. 
 j    For  soon  the  reaping  time  will  eomt, 
 I    And  angels  shout  the  harvesUhome. 
 
^308) 
 
 592   P-  m. 
 
 Eternal  Life 
 DELAY  not,  delay  not,  O  sinner  draw  near, 
 
 The  waters  of  life  are  now  flowing  for  thee; 
 No  price  is  demanded,  the  Saviour  is  here, 
 
 Redemption  is  purchased,  salvation  is  free. 
 
 2  Delay  not,  delay  not,  why  longer  abuse 
 The  love  and  compassion  of  Jesus  our  Lord, 
 
 A  fountain  is  opened,  how  canst  thou  refuse, 
 To  wash  and  be  cleans'd  in  his  pardoning 
 blood  1 
 
 3  Delay  pot,  delay  not,  O  sinner  to  come, 
 For  mercy  still  lingers,  and  calls  thee  to-day; 
 
 Her  voice  is  not  heard  in  the  vale  of  the  tomb, 
 Her  message,  unheeded,  will  soon   pass 
 away. 
 
 4  Delay  not,  delay  not,  the  Spirit  of  Grace, 
 Long  griev'd  and  resisted,  intreata  thee  to 
 
 come; 
 Beware,  lest  in  darkness  thou  finish  thy  race, 
 And  sink  to  the  vale  of  eternity's  gloom. 
 
 5  Delay  not,  delay  not,  the  hour  is  at  hand, 
 The  earth  shall  dissolve  and  the  heavens 
 
 shall  fade, 
 The  dead,  small  and  great,  in  the  judgment 
 shall  stand, 
 What  pow'r  then,  O  sinner,  shall  lend  thee 
 its  aid  I 
 
 593 
 
 ACQUAINT  thyself  quickly,  O  sinner,  with 
 
 God, 
 And  joy  like  the  sunshine,  shall  beam  on  thy 
 
 road  ; 
 And  peace,  like  the  dew-drops,  shall  fall  on 
 
 thy  head, 
 And  sleep,  like  an  angel,  shall  visit  thy  bed. 
 
(309) 
 
 Burnh&m.  594    8s  and  6s.  W.  Lyre. 
 
 Eternal  Life. 
 YOU  needy  souls,  arise, 
 
 With  all  who  sleep,  awake ; 
 Be  to  salvation  wise, 
 Oil  in  your  vessels  take : 
 Upstarting  at  the  midnight  cry, 
 Behold  the  heavenly  bridegroom  nigh. 
 
 2  He  comes,  he  comes  to  call 
 The  nations  to  his  bar, 
 
 And  take  to  glory  all 
 Who  meet  for  glory  are ; 
 Make  ready  for  your  free  reward, 
 Go  forth  with  joy  to  meet  your  Lord. 
 
 3  Go  meet  him  in  the  sky, 
 Your  everlasting  friend ; 
 
 Your  head  to  glorify. 
 With  all  his  saints  ascend : 
 Ye  pure  in  heart  obtain  the  grace, 
 To  see,  without  a  veil,  his  face. 
 
 4  Ye  that  have  here  received, 
 The  unction  from  above ; 
 
 And  in  his  Spirit  liv'd, 
 And  thirsted  for  his  love  : 
 Jesus  shall  claim  you  for  his  bride, 
 Rejoice  with  all  the  sanctified. 
 
 5  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope 
 
 Of  that  great  day  unknown, 
 
 When  you  shall  be  caught  up 
 
 To  stand  before  his  throne : 
 
 Called  to  partake  the  marriage  feast, 
 
 And  lean  on  our  Immanuel's  breast. 
 
 6  Then  let  us  wait  to  hear 
 
 The  trumpet's  welcome  sound, 
 To  see  our  Lord  appear, 
 May  we  be  watching  found: 
 Enrob'd  in  righteousness  divine, 
 In  which  the  church  shall  ever  shine. 
 
(310) 
 
 595  I-*. 
 Eternal  Life. 
 THERE  is  a  world  we  have  not  seen, 
 Which  time  shall  never  dare  destroy ; 
 Where  mortal  footstep  hath  not  been, 
 Nor  ear  hath  caught  its  songs  of  joy. 
 
 2  There  is  a  region  loyelier  far, 
 Than  sages  tell  or  poets  sing- 
 Brighter  than  summer's  beauties  are, 
 And  softer  than  the  breath  of  spring. 
 
 3  It  is  all  holy  and  serene, 
 The  land  of  glory  and  repose ; 
 And  there  to  dim  the  radiant  scene, 
 The  tear  of  sorrow  never  flows. 
 
 596  PM. 
 FAREWELL,  my  friends,  time  rolls  along, 
 Nor  waits  for  mortal  care  or  bliss ; 
 
 1  leave  you  here  to  travel  on, 
 Till  I  arrive  where  Jesus  is. 
 
 2  Farewell,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 
 To  you  I'm  bound  in  cords  of  love, 
 Yet  we  believe  his  gracious  word, 
 That  we  shall  soon  all  meet  above. 
 
 3  Farewell,  old  soldiers  of  the  cross, 
 You've  struggled  long  and  hard  for  heaven  j 
 You've  counfed  all  things  here  but  dross, 
 Fight  on,  the  crown  shall  soon  be  given. 
 
 4  Farewell,  poor  careless  sinners,  too, 
 It  grieves  my  aoul  to  leave  you  here, 
 Eternal  sorrow  waits  for  you, 
 
 O  turn  and  find  salvation  near. 
 Chorus, 
 farewell,  farewell,  farewell, 
 My  christian  friends,  farewell. 
 
(311) 
 
 597   C.  m. 
 
 Eternal  Life. 
 THAT  awful  day  will  surely  come, 
 
 Th'  appointed  hour  makes  haste, 
 "When  you  must  stand  before  the  Judge, 
 
 And  pass  the  solemn  test. 
 
 2  Thou  lovely  Prince  of  all  our  joys, 
 Thou  sovereign  of  our  heart, 
 
 How  could  we  bear  to  hear  thy  voice, 
 Pronounce  the  word,  "Depart." 
 
 3  0  wretched  state  of  deep  despair  ! 
 And  must  our  God  remove, 
 
 And  fix  their  doleful  station  where 
 They  cannot  taste  his  love  ? 
 
 4  0  haste  to  have  your  worthless  names 
 Engraven  on  his  hands ; 
 
 Obey  the  precepts  of  his  book, 
 
 Where  his  salvation  stands. 
 598 
 OUR  Canaan  is  Immanuel's  ground, 
 
 We  seek  that,  promised  soil ; 
 The  songs  of  Zion  cheer  our  hearts 
 
 While  strangers  here  we  toil. 
 
 2  Oft  do  our  eyes  with  joy  o'erflow., 
 And  oft  are  bathed  in  tears  ; 
 
 Yet  nought  but  heaven  our  hopes  can  raise, 
 And  nought  but  sin  our  fears. 
 
 3  He'll  purge  our  mortal  dross  away, 
 Refining  as  we  run ; 
 
 But  while  we  die  to  earth  and  sense, 
 
 Our  heaven  is  here  begun. 
 2  Fair  Lebanon  shall  hear  his  voice, 
 
 And  lands  where  Jordan  flows ; 
 With  Sharon  s  deserts  shall  rejoice, 
 
 And  blossom  as  the  rose. 
 Chorus. 
 
 I  am  bound  for  the  promised  land, 
 
 0  who  will  come  and  go  with  me  T 
 
 1  am  bound  for  the  promised  land. 
 
(312) 
 
 Bunker's  599  Hill. 
 
 Eternal  Life. 
 AH,  guilty  sinner,  ruined  by  transgression, 
 What  shall  thy  doom  be,when  array 'd  in  terror 
 God  shall  command  thee,  cover'd  with  pol- 
 lution, 
 
 Up  to  the  judgment  % 
 
 2  Stop,  thoughtless  sinner,  stop  awhile  and 
 
 ponder, 
 Ere  death  arrest  thee,  and  the  Judge  in  v 
 
 geance, 
 
 Hurl  from  his  presence  thine  affrighted  spirit, 
 Swift  to  perdition. 
 
 3  Oft  has  he  called  thee,  but  thou  wouldst  not 
 
 hear  him, 
 Mercies  &  judgments  have  alike  been  slighted; 
 Yet  he  is  gracious,  and  with  arms  unfolded, 
 Waits  to  embrace  thee. 
 
 4  Come,  then,  poor  sinner,  come  away  this 
 
 moment, 
 Just  as  you  are,  come,  filthy  and  polluted, 
 Come  to  the  fountain  open  for  uncleanness ; 
 Jesus  invites  you. 
 
 5  But,  if  you  trifle  with  his  gracious  message, 
 Cleave  to  the  world,  and  love  its  guilty  plea- 
 sures, 
 
 Mercy,  grown  weary,  shall  in  righteous  judg- 
 ment, 
 
 Quit  you  forever. 
 
 6  Then  you  shall  call,  but  he  will  not  regard 
 
 you, 
 Seek  for  his  favor,  yet  shall  never  find  it, 
 Cry  to  the  xocks  to  hide  you  from  his  presence, 
 Deep  in  their  caverns. 
 
 7  0,  guilty  sinner,  hear  the  voice  of  warning ; 
 Fly  to  the  Saviour,  and  embrace  his  pardon ; 
 So  shall  your  spirit  meet,  with  joy  triumphant, 
 
 Death  and  the  judgment ! 
 
(313) 
 
 Eternal  Life. 
 Swanton  196.  601  D°it  1W 
 
 THUS  saith  the  Church's  Head, 
 Judge  of  the  quick  and  dead, 
 
 "  Quickly  I  come. 
 "  Let  my  redeemed  pray, 
 "  '  0  Lord,  make  no  delay ; 
 "  '  Hasten  that  happy  day : 
 
 K '  Lord,  quickly  come.'  " 
 
 2  Let  us,  with  one  accord, 
 Shout  our  returning  Lord; 
 
 Welcome  him  near. 
 Soon  shall  he  come  again  , 
 Soon  shall  his  foes  be  slain; 
 
 Soon  he'll  appear. 
 
 3  Jesus,  who  died  for  sins, 
 Now  in  his  glory  reigns, 
 
 Claiming  his  own: 
 "  Father,  I  will,"  saith  he, 
 "  Those  thou  hast  given  me 
 Should  all  my  glory  see, 
 
 "Sharing  my  throne." 
 
 602 
 
 SOVEREIGN  of  worlds  above, 
 
 And  Lord  of  all  below, 
 Thy  faithfulness  and  love, 
 Thy  power  and  mercy  show: 
 Fulfil  thy  word,  thy  Spirit  give ; 
 Let  heathens  praise  the  Lord  and  live. 
 
 2  Few  be  the  years  that  roll, 
 Ere  all  shall  worship  thee ; 
 The  travail  of  his  soul 
 Soon  let  the  Saviour  see : 
 O  God  of  grace !  thy  power  employ , 
 Fill  heaven  with  praise,  and  earth  with  joy. 
 40 
 
(314) 
 
 603    8s,7sand4e. 
 Eternal  Life. 
 L0!  the  mightyGod  appearing. 
 From  on  high  Jehovah  speaks ! 
 Eastern  lands  the  summons  hearing, 
 O'er  the  west  his  thunder  breaks: 
 Earth  beholds  him  !— 
 Universal  nature  shakes ! 
 
 2  Zion,  all  its  light  unfolding, 
 God  in  glory  shall  display: 
 
 Lo !  he  comes !— nor  silence  holding, 
 Fire  and  clouds  prepare  his  way: 
 
 Tempests  round  him— 
 Hasten  on  the  dreadful  day ! 
 
 3  To  the  heavens  his  voice  ascending, 
 To  the  earth  beneath  he  cries  ;— 
 
 "Souls  immortal,  now  descending, 
 Let  the  sleeping  dust  arise ! 
 
 Rise  to  judgment- 
 Let  my  throne  adorn  the  skies ! 
 
 4  "Gather  first  my  saints  around  me, 
 Those  who  to  my  covenant  stood ; 
 
 Those  who  humbly  sought  and  found  me, 
 Through  the  dying  Saviour's  blood:— 
 
 Blest  Redeemer!— 
 Dearest  sacrifice  to  God !" 
 
 5  Now  the  heavens  on  high  adore  him, 
 And  his  righteousness  declare : 
 
 Sinners  perish  from  before  him, 
 But  his  saints  his  mercies  share: 
 
 Just  in  judgment- 
 God,  himself  the  judge  is  there! 
 
 Now  the  heavens  on  high  adore  !.im, 
 And  his  righteousness  declare : 
 
 Sinners  perish  from  before  him, 
 But  his  sainta  his  mercies  share: 
 
 Just  in  judgment— 
 God,  himself  the  judge,  is  there ! 
 
(315) 
 
 604  LM. 
 Eternal  Life. 
 THE  Lord  shall  come,  the  earth  shall  quake, 
 The  mountains  to  their  centre  shake ; 
 And  with'ring  from  the  vault  of  night, 
 The  stars  shall  pale  their  feeble  light. 
 
 2  The  Lord  shall  come,  but  not  the  same 
 As  once  in  lowliness  he  came— 
 
 A  silent  Lamb  before  his  foes— 
 A  weary  man  and  full  of  woes. 
 
 3  The  Lord  shall  come— a  dreadful  form 
 Of  wrathful  tempests— robes  of  storm ; 
 On  cherub  wings  and  wings  of  wind, 
 The  awful  Judge  of  all  mankind. 
 
 4  Is  this  the  man  who  wont  to  stay 
 A  pilgrim  on  the  world's  highway, 
 Oppressed  by  power  and  scorned  by  pride, 
 The  Nazarene— the  crucified  ! 
 
 5  Despairing  sinners  now  will  call 
 "Rocks  hide  us— mountains,  on  us  fall ;" 
 The  saints  ascending  from  the  tomb, 
 Shall  shout  aloud— "the  Lord  is  come." 
 
 605  r.M. 
 THE  prince  of  salvation  is  coming,  prepare, 
 A  way  in  the  desert  his  blessings  to  share ; 
 He  comes  to  release  us  from  sins  and  from 
 
 woes, 
 And  make  the  rude  wilderness  bloom  like 
 
 the  rose. 
 
 2  His  reign  shall  extend  from  the  east  to  the 
 
 west, 
 Compose  all  the  tumults  of  nature  to  rest ; 
 The  day-spring  of  glory  illumine  the  skies, 
 And  ages  on  ages  of  happiness  rise. 
 
 3  Hail,  scenes  of  felicity,  transport  and  joy, 
 When  hatred  and  passion  shall  cease  to  an- 
 
 noy ;  ■  [given, 
 
 Rich  blessings  of  grace  from  above  shall  be 
 And  life  only  serve  as  a  passage  to  heaven. 
 
(316) 
 
 Smyrna  1S3.        606    6s  and  7s.       Winfhrop  196. 
 
 Eternal  Life. 
 COME,  dear  friends,  we  all  are  brethren, 
 
 Bound  for  Canaan's  happy  land ; 
 Come,  unite  and  walk  together ; 
 
 Christ,  our  leader,  jives  command. 
 Cease  to  boast  of  party  merit, 
 
 Wound  the  cause  of  God  no  more  ■ 
 Be  united  by  his  Spirit : 
 
 Zion's  peace  again  restore. 
 
 2  We'll  not  dare  to  bind  your  conscience, 
 This  in  Christ  is  ever  free : 
 
 We  would  aid  you  every  effort, 
 
 And  in  him  united  be. 
 Here  his  word— the  great  criterion— 
 
 This  must  ail  our  doctrine  prove, 
 Christ  the  centre  of  our  union, 
 
 And  the  bond  of  christian  Iotc 
 
 3  Now  our  hand,  our  heart  and  spirit, 
 Here  in  fellowship  we  give ; 
 
 Let  us  love  and  peace  inherit, 
 Show  the  world  how  christians  live. 
 
 We'll  be  one  in  Christ  our  Saviour, 
 Male  and  female,  bond  and  free  ! 
 
 Christ  is  all  in  all  forever, 
 In  him  we  shall  blessed  be. 
 
 4  Now  the  world  will  be  constrained 
 To  believe  in  Christ  our  King ; 
 
 Thousands,  millions,  be  converted, 
 Round  the  world  his  praise  shall  ring. 
 
 Happy  day  !  O  joyful  hour  ! 
 Thank  the  Lord,  his  name  we'll  blesa; 
 
 Spread  thy  word— O  God— thy  power; 
 Fill  the  world  with  righteousness. 
 
(317) 
 
 60T    Ssandfc. 
 
 Eternal  Life. 
 ARISE,  and  shine,  O  Zion  fair, 
 
 Behold,  thy  light  is  com?  ! 
 The  glorious  conquering  King  is  here, 
 
 To  take  his  exiles  home. 
 
 2  The  trumpet  thunders  through  the  sky 
 To  set  his  people  free ; 
 
 The  day  of  wonders  shines  on  high— 
 The  year  of  Jubilee. 
 
 3  The  glorious  news  of  gospel  grace, 
 With  sinners  now  is  o'er ; 
 
 The  trump  in  Zion  now  is  still, 
 And  to  Be  blown  no  more. 
 
 4  The  watchmen  all  have  left  the  walls, 
 And  with  their  flocks  above, 
 
 On  Zion's  holy  mountains  rest, 
 
 And  sing  redeeming  love. 
 Come,  all  you  weary  pilgrims  old, 
 
 In  prospectof  that  home, 
 Renew  your  courage  and  be  bold— 
 
 Your  race  is  almost  run. 
 
 5  High  in  the  heavens  behold  he  stands, 
 And  smiling,  bids  you  come: 
 
 The  angels  beckon  you  away, 
 To  your  eternal  home. 
 
 7  Methinks  I  see  you  as  you  die, 
 With  glory  in  your  view ; 
 
 To  heaven  you  lift  your  longing  eyes, 
 And  bid  the  world  adieu. 
 
 8  While  friends  stand  weeping  as  you  die, 
 And  mourn  to  let  you  go, 
 
 You  breathe  with  one  expiring  sigh— 
 "Farewell  all  things  below." 
 
(318) 
 
 OHphant  191.  608  &  aad  7».        Smyrna  1?» 
 
 Eternal  Life. 
 
 LET  thy  Kingdom,  blessed  Saviour, 
 Come  and  bid  our  jarring  cease ; 
 
 Come,  O  come,  and  reign  forever- 
 Lord  of  life  and  Prince  of  Peace. 
 
 Visit  now  thy  bleeding  Zion, 
 Lo !  thy  people  mourn  and  weep ; 
 
 Day  and  night  thy  flock  is  crying, 
 Gracious  Shepherd,  feed  thy  steep. 
 
 2  Some  for  Paul— some  for  Apollos— 
 Some  for  Cephas— few  agree, 
 
 With  thy  holy  word  that  calls  us, 
 
 Or  resolve  to  follow  thee. 
 Lord,  in  us  there  is  no  merit, 
 
 At  thy  name  our  hearts  do  leap ; 
 Guide  us  by  thy  holy  Spirit, 
 
 Till  in  death  our  souls  shall  sleep. 
 
 3  Come,  blest  Lord,  with  courage  arm  us, 
 Persecution  rages  here ; 
 
 Nought,  we  know,  can  ever  harm  us, 
 If  "our  Shepherd  be  but  near : 
 
 Glory,  glory,  be  to  Jesus  ! 
 At  his  name  our  hearts  do  leap ; 
 
 He  both  comforts  us,  and  saves  us ; 
 Gracious  Shepherd,  bless  thy  sheep. 
 
 4  Hail  thou  prince  of  our  salvation ! 
 Ever  will  we  be  thy  flock ; 
 
 Thou  the  church's  sure  foundation, 
 
 And  the  everlasting  rock. 
 May  we  shun  the  paths  of  folly, 
 
 Scale  the  high,  the  arduous  steep ; 
 Look  to  thee  and  still  be  holy ; 
 
 Gracious  Shepherd,  bless  thy  sheep. 
 
(319) 
 
 609    ?s  and  It,  Oilplant 
 
 Eternal  Life. 
 FEAR  you  not  the  King  of  terrors, 
 
 And  the  terror  of  all  kings, 
 Death,  the  source  of  constant  horrors, 
 
 Telling  still  of  frightful  things- 
 Lands  of  darkness,  shades  of  silence, 
 
 Gloomy  vaults  where  pris'ners  lie, 
 And  the  thousands  he  has  conquered? 
 
 All,  alas !  must  shortly  die. 
 
 2  There  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling, 
 And  the  weary  are  at  rest ; 
 
 There  the  saints  shall  cease  from  suffering. 
 There  they  are  divinely  blest. 
 
 Free  from  sickness,  free  from  sorrow, 
 Free  from  anguish,  care,  and  pain, 
 
 No  dread  thoughts  of  gloomy  horror, 
 Ere  shall  frighten  them  again. 
 
 3  There  the  saints  sing  hallelujahs, 
 And  rejoice  in  Christ  their  King ; 
 
 Ask  the  grave  "Where  is  thy  victory  V 
 "Boasting  monster,  where's  thy  sting?' 
 
 Since  we're  pardon'd  through  the  Saviour, 
 Tho'  the  grave  may  us  annoy, 
 
 Death's  the  gate  to  endless  pleasure- 
 Road  to  everlasting  joy. 
 
 610    8s,  7s  and  4s. 
 
 LO !  he  cometh,  countless  trumpets 
 Blow  to  wake  his  sleeping  dead ; 
 
 TVIid  his  thousand  saints  and  angels, 
 See  the  great  exalted  head ! 
 
 Hallelujah- 
 Welcome,  welcome,  Son  of  God. 
 
 2  Now  at  once  they  rise  to  glory, 
 Enter  into  boundless  joys  ; 
 
 Banish  all  their  fears  and  sorrows, 
 Endless  praise  their  lips  employs : 
 
 Hallelujah—  , 
 Welcome,  welcome  to  the  skies. 
 
(320) 
 
 611    8s  and  6s. 
 
 Eternal  Life. 
 
 0  GLORIOUS  hope  of  perfect  love ! 
 It  lifts  me  up  to  things  above- 
 It  bears  on  eagles'  wings ; 
 
 It  gives  my  ravished  soul  a  taste, 
 And  makes  me  for  a  moment  feast, 
 With  Christ,  the  King  of  kings. 
 
 2  The  things  eternal  I  pursue, 
 A  happiness  beyond  the  view 
 
 Of  those  who  basely  pant 
 For  things  by  nature  felt  and  seen  ; 
 Their  honors,  wealth,  and  pleasures  mean 
 
 I  neither  have  nor  want. 
 
 3  Nothing  on  earth  I  call  my  own, 
 A  stranger  to  the  world  unknown, 
 
 I  all  their  wealth  despise ; 
 
 1  trample  on  their  whole  delight, 
 And  seek  a  city  out  of  sight— 
 
 A  city  in  the  skies. 
 
 4  There  is  my  house— my  mansion  fair, 
 My  treasure  and  my  heart  are  there, 
 
 'Tis  my  abiding  home  ; 
 For  me  my  elder  brethren  stay, 
 The  angels  beckon  me  away, 
 
 And  Jesus  bids  me  come. 
 
 5  Most  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot, 
 
 Most  free  from  anxious  care  and  thought, 
 
 From  worldly  hope  and  fear : 
 Confined  to  neither  court  nor  cell, 
 His  soul  disdains  on  earth  to  dwell: 
 He  only  sojourns  here. 
 
 6  This  happiness  in  part  is  mine, 
 Already  saved  from  low  design ; 
 
 From  every  creature  love ! 
 Blest  with  the  scorn  of  finite  good, 
 My  soul  is  lightened  of  her  load, 
 
 And  seeks  the  things  above 
 
(321) 
 
 612   I*M. 
 Eternal  Life. 
 METHINKS  the  last  great  day  is  come, 
 Methinks  I  hear  the  trumpet  sound  ; 
 That  shakes  the  earth,  rends  every  tomb, 
 And  wakes  the  pris'ners  under  ground. 
 
 2  The  mighty  deep  gives  up  her  trust, 
 Awed  by  the  Judge's  high  command ; 
 Both  small  and  great  all  quit  their  dust, 
 And  round  the  dread  tribunal  stand. 
 
 3  Behold  the  awful  books  displayed, 
 Big  with  th'  important  fates  of  men ; 
 Each  deed  and  thought  now  public  made, 
 As  wrote  by  heaven's  unerring  pen. 
 
 4  Lord,  when  these  awful  leaves  unfold, 
 May  life's  fair  book  my  soul  approve, 
 There  mayst  thou  read  my  name  enroll'd, 
 The  triumph  of  redeeming  love. 
 
 613 
 HOW  great,  how  terrible  that  God, 
 Who  shakes  creation  with  his  nod  ! 
 He  frowns— earth,  sea,  all  nature's  frame, 
 Sink  in  one  universal  flame. 
 
 2  Where  now,  O  where  shall  sinners  seek 
 For  shelter  in  the  general  wreck  1 
 
 Shall  falling  rocks  be  o'er  them  thrown, 
 See  rocks,  like  snow,  dissolving  down. 
 
 3  In  vain  for  mercy  now  they  cry, 
 In  lakes  of  liquid  fire  they  lie ; 
 There  on  the  flaming  billows  tost, 
 Forever,  O  forever  lost ! 
 
 4  But  saints,  undaunted  and  serene, 
 Your  eyes  shall  view  the  dreadful  scene, 
 Your  Saviour  lives,  the  worlds  expire— 
 And  earth  and  skies  dissolve  in  fire. 
 
 5  Jesus,  the  helpless  creature's  friend, 
 To  thee  our  lives  we  would  commend ; 
 Thou  canst  preserve  our  feeble  soul, 
 When  lightnings  flash  from  pole  to  pole. 
 
(  322  ) 
 
 Bunker's  Hill.        ft  14-    Us  and  5s.        Mo.  Harmory. 
 
 The  Judgment. 
 "WHEN  the  fierce  north-wind  with  his  airy 
 
 forces, 
 Rears  up  the  ocean  to  a  foaming  fury, 
 And  the  red  lightning  with  the  storm  of  hall 
 comes, 
 
 Rushing  amain  down. 
 
 2  How  the  poor  sailors  stand  amaz'd  and 
 
 tremble, 
 While  the  hoarse  thunder,   like  a  bloody 
 
 trumpet, 
 Roars  a  loud  onset  to  the  gapping  waters, 
 Quick  to  devour  them. 
 
 3  Such  shall  the  noise  be  and  the  wild  dis- 
 
 order, 
 If  things  eternal  may  be  like  these  earthly, 
 Such  the  dire  terror  when  the  great  archangel 
 Shakes  the  creation. 
 
 4  Tears  the  strong  pillars  of  the  vaulted 
 
 heavens, 
 Breaks  up  old  marble,  the  repose  of  princes; 
 See  the  graves  open  and  the  bones  arising, 
 
 Flames  all  around  them, 
 o    Hark,  the  shrill  outcries  of  the   guilty 
 
 wretches ! 
 Lively  bright  horror,  and  amazing  anguish, 
 Stare  thro'  their  eyelids,  while  the  living 
 
 worms  lie 
 
 Gnawing  within  them. 
 
 6  Thoughts,  like  old  vultures,    prey  upon 
 
 their  heart-strings, 
 And  the  soul  twinges  when  the  eyes  behold  the 
 Lofty  Judge  frowning,and  a  flood  of  vengeance 
 Rolling  afore  him. 
 
(323) 
 
 7  Hopeless  immortals  !  how  they  scream  and 
 
 shiver, 
 
 While  devils  push  them  to  the  pit  wide 
 yawning, 
 
 Hideous  and  gloomy  to  receive  them  head- 
 long, 
 
 Down  to  the  centre. 
 
 8  Stop  here  my  fancy  (all  away  ye  horrid 
 Doleful  ideas)  come  arise  to  Jesus, 
 
 How  he  sits  God-like  and  the  saints  around 
 him, 
 
 Thron'd  yet  adoring. 
 
 9  0  may  I  sit  there  when  he  comes  triumph- 
 
 ant, 
 Dooming  the  nations ;  then  ascend  to  glory, 
 While  our  hosannas  all  along  the  passage, 
 Shout  the  Redeemer. 
 
 End  of  the  Gospel  Department. 
 
(324) 
 
 MISCELLANY. 
 
 The  Millenial  Church. 
 615    C.  M. 
 SAY,  who  is  she  that  looks  abroad, 
 
 Like  the  sweet  blushing  dawn, 
 When  with  her  living  light  she  paints 
 The  dew  drops  of  the  lawn  % 
 
 2  Fair  as  the  moon,  when  in  the  skies 
 Serene  her  throne  she  guides, 
 
 And  o'er  the  twinkling  stars  supreme 
 In  full-orb'd  glory  rides  ? 
 
 3  Clear  as  the  sun,  when  from  the  east 
 Without  a  cloud  he  springs : 
 
 And  scatters  boundless  light  and  heat 
 From  his  resplendent  wings. 
 
 4  Tremendous  as  a  host  that  moves 
 Majestically  slow, 
 
 With  banners  wide  displayed,  all  arm:d, 
 All  ardent  for  the  foe  ? 
 
 5  This  is  the  church  by  heaven  array'd, 
 With  strength  and  grace  divine ; 
 
 Thus  shall  she  strike  her  foes  with  dread, 
 
 And  thus  her  glories  shine. 
 Doxology. 
 To  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son— 
 
 The  God  whom  we  adore, 
 Be  glory  as  it  was,  and  is, 
 
 And  shall  be  evermore. 
 Hosanna. 
 Hosanna  to  the  Prince  of  peace ; 
 
 Th'  eternal  age  draws  nigh, 
 When  Christ  shall  rule  this  world  beneath, 
 
 As  God^the  heavens  on  high. 
 
(325  ) 
 
 Sup.  to  C.  Music         6 16  C.  M.  Page  33. 
 
 The  New  Jerusalem. 
 JERUSALEM,  my  glorious  home, 
 
 Name  ever  dear  to  me. 
 When  shall  my  labors  hare  an  end, 
 In  joy  and  peace  in  thee  ? 
 
 2  O  when,  thou  city  of  my  God, 
 Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend. 
 
 Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
 And  praises  never  end. 
 
 3  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's,  bloom 
 Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  see  : 
 
 Blest  seats !  thro'  rude  and  stormy  scenes, 
 I  onward  press  to  thee. 
 
 4  Why  should  I  shrink  from  pain  and  woe, 
 Or  feel  at  death,  dismay  1 
 
 I've  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view, 
 And  realms  of  endless  day. 
 
 5  Jerusalem,  my  glorious  home, 
 My  soul  still  pants  for  thee ; 
 
 Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
 
 When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 
 Pleasant  Hill.  Q17  C.  M.  Haydea'i  eoH. 
 
 MY  soul  forsakes  her  vain  delight 
 
 And  bids  the  world  farewell ; 
 On  things  of  sense  why  fix  my  sight  ?' 
 
 Why  on  its  pleasures  dwell? 
 
 2  There's  nothing  round  this  spacious  earth 
 That  suits  my  soul's  desire  ; 
 
 To  boundless  joy,  and  solid  mirth, 
 My  nobler  thoughts  aspire. 
 
 3  No  longer  will  I  ask  its  love, 
 Nor  seek  its  friendship  more ; 
 
 The  happiness  that  I  approve 
 Is  not  within  its  power. 
 
 4  Oh  !  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
 T'  ascend  the  heavenly  road : 
 
 There  shall  I  share  my  Saviour's  love 
 There  shall  I  dwell  with  God. 
 
(326) 
 
 Fertaguese  219.  fljg    lit.  Prwcott  220, 
 
 Hope  in  Christ. 
 
 1  WOULD  not  live  always:  I  ask  not  to  stay, 
 Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  the 
 
 way; 
 The  few  cloudy  mornings  that  dawn  on  us 
 
 here, 
 Are  enough  for  life's  woes— full  enough  for  its 
 
 cheer. 
 
 2  I  would  not  live  always :  no— welcome  the 
 
 tomh, 
 Since  Jesus  has  lain  there,  I'll  enter  its  gloom; 
 There  sweet  be  my  rest  till  he  bid  me  arise, 
 To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the  skies. 
 
 3  Who,  who  would  live  always  away  from 
 
 his  God- 
 Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode, 
 Where  the  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  o'er  the 
 
 bright  plains, 
 And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns? 
 
 4  Where  the  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony 
 
 meet, 
 Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transported  to 
 
 greet; 
 While  the  anthems  of  rapture 'unceasingly 
 
 roll, 
 And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  the 
 
 soul. 
 
 Hinton221.  619    ,u-  Last  Rote. 
 
 TJu  Stiviour. 
 
 THOU  soft  flowing  Kedron,  by  thy  siWer 
 
 stream, 
 Our  Saviour  at  midnight,  when  Cynthia's  pale 
 
 beam, 
 Shone  bright  on  thy  waters,  would  frequently 
 
 stray, 
 And  lose  in  thy  murmerj  the  toils  of  the  day. 
 
(327) 
 
 3  How  damp  were  the  vapors  that  fell  on  his 
 head! 
 
 How  hard  was  his  pillow,  how  humble  his 
 bed! 
 
 The  angels  astonished  grew  sad  at  the  sight, 
 
 And  folbw'd  their  Master  with  solemn  de- 
 light. 
 
 3  O  garden  of  Olivet,  thou  dear  honored  spot, 
 The  fame  of  thy  wonders  shall  ne'er  be  for- 
 got; 
 
 The  theme    most   transporting   to    seraphs 
 
 above. 
 The  triumph  of  sorrow— the  triumph  of  love ! 
 
 4  O  let  us  adore  him,  and  bow  at  his  feet ; 
 And  give  him  the  glory,  the  praise  that  is 
 
 meet ; 
 Let  joyful  hosannas  unceasingly  rise, 
 And  swell  the  glad  chorus  that  sounds  thro' 
 
 the  skies. 
 
 620   i2s- 
 
 NOW  Jesus,  our  King,  reigns  triumphantly 
 glorious ; 
 
 O'er  sin,  death,  and  hell,  he  is  more  than 
 victorious ; 
 
 "With  shouting  pooclaim  it — oh  trust  in  his 
 passion, 
 
 He  saves  us  most  freely— oh  precious  salva- 
 tion ! 
 
 Chorus. 
 
 Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  who  has  bought  us  a 
 pardon, 
 
 We'll  praise  him  again,  when  we  pass  over 
 Jordan. 
 
(328) 
 
 Hup,  621    SsandSs.  Page  £& 
 
 Gethsemane. 
 BEYOND  where  Cedron's  waters  flow 
 Behold  the  suffering  Saviour  go, 
 
 To  sad  Gethsemane ; 
 His  countenance  is  all  divine, 
 Yet  grief  appears  in  every  line. 
 
 2  He  bows  beneath  the  sins  of  men- 
 He  cries  to  God,  and  cries  again, 
 
 In  sad  Gethsemane ; 
 He  lifts  his  mournful  eyes  above— 
 '  My  Father,  O  this  cup  remove  !' 
 
 3  With  gentle  resignation  still, 
 He  yielded  to  his  Father's  will, 
 
 In  sad  Gethsemane ; 
 'Behold  me  here,  thy  only  Son, 
 'And,  Father,  let  thy  will  be  done.' 
 
 4  The  Father  heard— and  angels,  there, 
 Sustained  the  Son  of  God  in~prayer, 
 
 In  sad  Gethsemane ; 
 He  drank  the  dreadful  cup  of  pain- 
 Then  rose  to  life  and  joy  again. 
 
 5  When  storms  of  sorrow  round  us  sweep, 
 And  scenes  of  anguish  make  us  weep, 
 
 To  sad  Gethsemane 
 We'll  look,  and  see  the  Saviour  there, 
 And  humbly  bow,  like  him  in  prayer. 
 
 Harp,  622  8s,  3s  and  6s.  Pago  211. 
 
 ERE  I  sleep,  for  every  favor, 
 This  day  showed 
 By  my  God, 
 
 1  do  bless  my  Saviour. 
 
 2  Leave  me  not,  but  ever  love  me ; 
 
 Let  thy  peace 
 Be  my  bliss, 
 Till  thou  hence  remove  me. 
 
(  329  ) 
 
 Harp  242.  623    7s.  Wilmot  172. 
 
 WATCHMAN !  tell  us  of  the  night, 
 What  its  signs  of  promise  are.— 
 
 Traveller !  o'er  yon  mountain's  height, 
 See  that  glory-beaming  star  !— 
 
 Watchman  !  does  its  beauteous  ray 
 Aught  of  hope  or  joy  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 !  will  its  beams  alone 
 Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  t 
 
 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  wand  'rings  cease ; 
 Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home.— 
 
 Traveller !  lo !  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
 Lo !  the  Son  of  God  is  come ! 
 
 Noremburgb.  179.  624  Wilmot  172 
 
 SOFTLY  now  the  light  of  day 
 Fades  upon  my  sight  away ; 
 Free  from  care— from  labor  free, 
 Lord,  I  would  commune  with  thee. 
 
 2  Soon,  from  me,  the  light  of  day 
 Shall  forever  pass  away : 
 Then,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
 Take  me,  Lord,  to  dwell  with  thee ! 
 
( 330  ) 
 
 Yarmouth  201.        625  "sand  6s.       Amsterdam  204. 
 TIME  is  winging  us  away 
 
 To  cur  eternal  home  ; 
 Life  is  but  a  winter's  day— 
 
 A  journey  to  the  tomb  : 
 Youth  and  vigor  soon  will  flee, 
 
 Blooming  beauty  lose  its  charms; 
 All  that's  mortal  soon  shall  be 
 
 Enclosed  in  death's  cold  arms. 
 
 2  Time  is  winging  us  away 
 
 To  our  eternal  home  ; 
 Life  is  but  a  winter's  day— 
 
 A  journey  to  the  tomb  : 
 But  the  christian  shall  enjoy 
 
 Health  and  beauty,  soon,  above, 
 Far  beyond  the  world's  alloy, 
 
 Secure  in  Jesus'  love. 
 
 Harp  293.  626  "s-  Nuremburgfc  ITS. 
 
 VITAL  spark  of  heavenly  flame, 
 Quit,  oh !  quit  this  mortal  frame  : 
 Trembling,  hoping,  lingering,  flying— 
 Ok  !  the  pain,  the  bliss  of  dying  ! 
 Cease,  fond  nature— cease  thy  strife, 
 And  let  me  languish  into  life ! 
 
 2  Hark!— they  whisper— angels  say, 
 "Sister  spirit,  come  away:" 
 What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite  7— 
 Steals  my  senses— shuts  my  sight- 
 Drowns  my  spirit— draws  my  breath? 
 Tell  me,  my  soul— can  this  be  death? 
 
 2  The  world  recedes  it  disappears— 
 Heaven  opens  on  my  eyes !— my  ears 
 With  sounds  seraphic  ring  I— 
 Lend,  lend  your  wings  !  I  mount!  I  fly! 
 "O  grave !  where  is  thy  victory  ! 
 O  death  !  where  is  thy  sting !" 
 
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 Haip,  62T  Page  243. 
 
 Dying  Christian. 
 WHEN  the  spark  of  life  is  waning, 
 
 Weep  not  for  me : 
 When  the  languid  eye  is  streaming, 
 
 Weep  not  for  me. 
 When  the  feeble  pulse  is  ceasing, 
 Start  not  at  its  swift  decreasing, 
 'Tie  the  fetter'd  soul's  releasing, 
 
 Weep  not  for  me. 
 
 2  When  the  pangs  of  death  assail  me, 
 Weep  not  for  me : 
 
 Christ  is  mine,  he  cannot  fail  me, 
 Weep  not  for  me. 
 
 Yes,  though  sin  and  death  endeavor, 
 
 From  his  love  my  soul  to  sever, 
 
 Jesus  is  my  strength  forever! 
 
 Weep  not  for  me. 
 
 628 
 
 Nativity  of  Christ. 
 
 FROM  the  regions  above,  lo !  an  angel  de- 
 scended ; 
 
 And  told  the  glad  news  how  the  Lord  was 
 attended, 
 
 "You  Shepherds  go  visit  the  wonderful 
 stranger, 
 
 See  yonder  bright  star,  lo!  the  Christ  in  a 
 manger." 
 
 2  Now  glory  to  God  in  the  highest  be  given, 
 All  glory  to  God  is  re-echo'd  in  heaven; 
 Around  the  whole  earth  let  us  tell  the  glad 
 
 story, 
 And  sing  of  his  love,  his  salvation  and  glory. 
 Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  <fcc 
 
(332) 
 
 Mt.  Vernon.  629    &  and  7s.        Hup,  p.  181. 
 
 Death  of  a  Sister. 
 SISTER,  thou  was  mild  and  lovely, 
 
 Gentle  as  the  summer's  breeze, 
 Pleasant  as  the  air  of  evening, 
 
 When  it  floats  among  the  trees. 
 
 2  Peaceful  be  thy  silent  slumber, 
 Peaceful  in  the  grave  so  low; 
 
 Thou  no  more  will  join  our  number, 
 Thou  no  more  our  songs  shalt  know. 
 
 3  Dparest  sister,  thou  hast  left  us, 
 Here  thy  loss  we  deeply  feel ; 
 
 But  'tis  God  that  hath  bereft  us, 
 He  can  all  our  sorrows  heal. 
 
 4  Yet  again  we  hope  to  meet  thee, 
 When  the  day  of  life  is  fled ; 
 
 Then  in  heaven  with  joy  to  greet  thee, 
 Where  no  farewell  tear  is  shed. 
 
 Norlhfield  197.  630    &•  Auburn  199. 
 
 Death  of  a  Brother. 
 HOW  blest  is  our  brother,  bereft 
 
 Of  all  that  could  burden  his  mind ! 
 How  easy  the  soul  that  has  left 
 This  wearisome  body  behind ! 
 2  Of  evil  incapable,  thou 
 
 Whose  relics  with  sorrow  we  see, 
 No     longer  in  misery  now, 
 
 No  longer  with  mortals  to  be. 
 8  This  flesh  is  affected  no  more 
 
 With  sickness,  or  shaken  with  pain; 
 The  war  in  the  members  is  o'er, 
 
 And  never  shall  vex  him  again. 
 4  No  anger,  henceforward,  or  shame 
 
 Shall  redden  this  senseless  clay : 
 Extinct  is  the  animal  flame, 
 All  passion  is  vanished  away. 
 
(333) 
 
 5  This  languishing  head  is  at  rest, 
 Its  thinking  and  aching  are  o'er, 
 
 This  quiet  immoveable  breast. 
 Is  heav'd  by  affliction  no  more. 
 
 6  This  heart  is  no  longer  the  seat 
 Of  trouble  and  torturing  pain; 
 
 It  ceases  to  flutter  and  beat : 
 It  never  shall  flutter  again. 
 
 7  The  eyes  he  so  seldom  could  close, 
 By  sorrow  forbidden  to  weep, 
 
 Seal'd  up  in  eternal  repose, 
 Have  strangely  forgotten  to  weep. 
 
 8  Their  fountains  can  yield  no  supplies, 
 Their  springs  from  their  waters  are  free; 
 
 The  tears  are  all  wip'd  from  his  eyes, 
 And  evil  they  never  shall  see. 
 
 9  To  mourn  and  to  suffer  is  ours, 
 While  bound  in  this  prison  beneath ; 
 
 We  follow  the  slow-pacing  hours, 
 And  press  to  the  issues  of  death. 
 
 10  What  now  with  our  tears  we  bedew, 
 To-morrow  we  all  may  become ; 
 
 Our  spirits  be  separate  too,  ' 
 Our  flesh  be  confined  to  the  tomb. 
 
 Harp,  631  Page  241 
 
 Evening  Hymn. 
 GOD  that  madest  earth  and  heaven, 
 
 Darkness  and  light, 
 Who  the  day  for  toil  has  given, 
 
 For  rest,  the  night. 
 May  thine  angel  guards  defend  us, 
 Slumber  sweet  thy  mercy  send  us, 
 Holy  dreams  and"  hopes  attend  us, 
 
 This  livelong  night. 
 
 This  livelong  night. 
 
(334) 
 
 Hirp,  632  Page  254. 
 
 The  Lord  is  Great. 
 THE  Lord  is  great!  ye  hosts  of  heaven,  adore 
 him, 
 And  ye  who  tread  this  earthly  ball ; 
 In  holy  songs  rejoice  aloud  before  him, 
 And  shout  his  praise  who  made  you  all. 
 
 2  The  Lord  is  great— his  majesty  how  glorious! 
 Resound  his  praise  from  shore  to  shore ; 
 
 O'er  sin,  and  death,  and  hell,  now  made  vic- 
 torious, 
 He  rules  and  reigns  forevermore. 
 
 3  The  Lord  is  great— his  mercy  how  abound- 
 
 ing ! 
 Ye  angels,  strike  your  golden  chords ! 
 Oh  praise  our  God  !  with  voice  and  harp  re- 
 sounding, 
 The  King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords  ! 
 633 
 THERE'S  no  name  among  men,  nor  angels 
 
 so  bright, 
 As  is  the  name  Jesus,  the  Father's  delight ; 
 The  joy  of  his  children ;  they  speak  of  his 
 
 name, 
 And  sweetly  its  praises  in  songs  they  pro- 
 claim. 
 
 2  In  all   Christian  churches  this  name  is 
 
 ador'd, 
 As  their  shield  and  glory  with  cheerful  accord, 
 And  there  'tis  declar'd,  the  help  of  distress'd, 
 The  hope  of  the  hopeless,  and  ease  of  op- 
 
 press'd. 
 
 3  The  church  of  the  first-born  with  angel* 
 
 of  light; 
 Shall  sound  forth  its  praises  with  endless  de 
 
 light; 
 But  fully  unfolded,  it  can  be  by  none, 
 Sr  ve  Jesus  among  them  the  Father's  own  Son. 
 
(335) 
 
 Palestine.  634    Methodist  Harmonist  34a 
 
 Missionary  Hymn. 
 THEY  are  gone  to  the  land  where  the  Patri- 
 archs rest, 
 Where  the  bones  of  the  prophets  are  laid : 
 Where  the  chosen  of  Israel  the  promise  pos- 
 sess'd, 
 And  Jehovah  his  wonders  displayed : 
 To  the  land  where  the  Saviour  of  sinners 
 once  trod, 
 Where  he  labor'd  and  languished,  and  bled; 
 Where  he  triumphed  o'er  death  and  ascend- 
 ed to  God 
 As  he  captive  captivity  led. 
 2  They  have  gone  to  the  land  where  the  gos- 
 pel's glad  sound, 
 Sweetly  sung  by  the  angels  above. 
 Was  re-echo'd  on  earth,  all  around  the  world, 
 
 The  news  of  a  Saviour's  blest  love. 
 Where  the  Spirit  descended  in  tokens  of 
 
 The  rich  gifts  of  his  grace  to  reveal ; 
 Where  apostles  wrought  signs  in  Immanuel's 
 name ; 
 The  truth  of  their  mission  to  seal. 
 
 3  They  have  gone— the  glad  heralds  of  mercy 
 have  gone, 
 To  the  land  where  the  martyrs  once  bled ; 
 Where  the  "Beast  and  False  Prophet"  have 
 since  trodden  down— 
 The  fair  fabric  that  Zion  had  laid. 
 Where  the   churches    once   planted,   and 
 watered  and  blest 
 With  the  dews  which  high  heaven  distill'd, 
 Have  been  smitten,  despoiled,  and  by  hea- 
 then  possess'd, 
 And  the  places  that  knew  them,  defiled. 
 
(336) 
 
 4  They  have  gone— 0,  thou  Shepherd  of  Israel, 
 have  gone, 
 The  glad  mission  in  love  to  restore ; 
 Thou  wilt  not  forsake  them  nor  leave  them 
 alone ; 
 Thy  blessing  we  humbly  implore. 
 Thy  blessing  go  with  them— O,  be  thou  their 
 shield", 
 From  the  shafts  of  the  fowler  that  fly ; 
 O  Saviour  of  sinners,  thine  arm  be  revealed 
 
 In  mercy  and  might  from  on  high. 
 N.  Brucs«ick  Coll.  635  Page  179- 
 
 RETURN,  O  wand'rer,  to  thy  home, 
 
 Thy  Father  calls  for  thee ; 
 No  longer  now  an  exile  roam, 
 
 In  guilt  and  misery. 
 
 Return,  return. 
 
 2  Return,  O  wand'rer,  to  thy  home, 
 Thy  Saviour  calls  for  thee : 
 
 The  Spirit  and  the  Bride  say  "come," 
 O  now  for  refuge  flee  ! 
 
 Return,  return. 
 
 3  Return,  O  wand'rer,  to  thy  home; 
 'Tis  madness  to  delay : 
 
 There  are  no  pardons  in  the  tomb, 
 And  brief  is  mercy's  day  : 
 Return,  return. 
 
 Universal  Praise. 
 O  CITY  of  the  Lord  begin, 
 
 The  universal  song, 
 And  let  the  scatter'd  villages, 
 
 The  joyful  notes  prolong. 
 2  Let  Kedar's  wilderness  afar, 
 
 Lift  up  its  lonely  voice ; 
 And  let  the  tenants  of  the  rocks 
 
 In  accents  rude  rejoice. 
 
(337) 
 
 3  O  in  the  strains  of  distant  lands 
 Unto  Jehovah  sing ; 
 
 And  joyful  from  theniountain  tops, 
 Shout  to  our  Lord  the  King : 
 
 4  Let  all  combine  with  one  accord, 
 The  Saviour's  glories  raise, 
 
 Till  in  remotest  bounds  of  earth, 
 The  nations  sound  his  praise. 
 
 637  L.  M.  Tatnal. 
 
 EARTH  has  a  joy  unknown  in  heav'n— 
 The  new-born  joy  of  sins  forgiv'n  ! 
 Tears  of  such  pure  and  deep  delight, 
 C  angels  never  dim'd  your  sight. 
 3  Xou  saw  of  old  on  chaos  rise 
 The  beauteous  pillars  of  the  skies ; 
 You  know  where  morn  exulting  springs, 
 And  ev'ning  folds  her  drooping  wings. 
 
 3  Bright  heralds  of  th:  Eternal  Will, 
 Abroad  his  errands  you  fulfil ; 
 
 Or  thron'd  in  floods  of  beamy  day, 
 Symphonious  in  his  presence  play. 
 
 4  Loud  is  the  song— the  heav'nly  plain 
 Is  shaken  with  the  choral  strain— 
 And  dying  echoes,  floating  far, 
 
 Draw  music  from  each  chiming  star. 
 
 5  But  I  amidst  your  choirs  shall  shine, 
 And  all  your  knowledge  shall  be  mine ; 
 You  on  your  harps  must  lean  to  hear 
 
 A  sacred  chord  that  mine  can  bear. 
 Songs  of  Zion,  638  Page  76. 
 
 Time. 
 TIME  speeds  away,  away,  away, 
 Another  hour,  another  day, 
 Another  month,  another  year, 
 Drop  from  our  life  like  leaflets  sear; 
 43 
 
(  338  ) 
 
 Drop  like  they  life-blood  from  our  hearts; 
 The  rose  bloom  from  our  cheek  departs; 
 The  tresses  from  our  temrdes  fall— 
 The  eye  grows  dim  and  strange  to  all. 
 
 2  Time  speeds  away,  away,  away, 
 Like  torrent  in  a  stormy  day, 
 
 He  undermines  the  stately  tower- 
 Uproots  the  tree  and  snaps  the  flower ; 
 He    sweeps  from  our  distracted  breast, 
 The  friends  that  loved,  the  friends  that  blest; 
 And  leaves  us  weeping  on  the  shore, 
 To  which  they  can  return  no  more. 
 
 3  Time  speeds  away,  away,  away, 
 No  eagle  through  the  sky  of  day, 
 No  wind  along  the  hills  can  flee 
 So  swiftly,  or  so  smoothe  as  he, 
 Like  fiery  steed  from  stage  to  stage, 
 He  bears  us  on  from  youth  to  age, 
 Then  plunges  in  the  fearful  sea 
 
 Of  fathomless  eternity : 
 
 Of  fathomless  eternity. 
 
 W.  L.  639  rw  167. 
 
 Deliverance  of  Israel. 
 SOUND  the  loud  timbrel  o'er  Egypt's  dark  sea, 
 Jehovah  has  triumph'd  his  people  are  free  ; 
 Sing  for  the  pride  of  the  tyrant  is  broken, 
 His  chariot,  his  horseman,  all  splendid  and 
 
 brave ; 
 How  vain  was  his  boasting !  the  Lord  hath 
 
 but  spoken, 
 And  chariots  and  horsemen  have  sunk  in  the 
 
 wave. 
 Sound  the  loud  timbrel  o'er  Egypt's  dark  sea, 
 Jehovah  has  triumph'd,  his  people  are  free. 
 2  Praise  to  the  conqueror,  praise  to  the  Lord, 
 Hia  word  was  their  arrow,  his  breath  was 
 
 their  sword, 
 Who  shall  return  to  tell  Egypt  the  story, 
 
(339) 
 
 Of  those  she  sent  forth  in  the  hour  of  her 
 
 pride, 
 The  Lord  has  look'd  out  from  his  pillar  of 
 
 glory, 
 And  all  her  brave  thousands  are  dash'd  in 
 
 the  tide. 
 Praise  to  the  conqueror,  praise  to  the  Lord, 
 His  word  was  their  arrow,  his  breath  was 
 
 their  sword. 
 
 Harp,  page  235.      640  12s  a"d  Us.      ScoUand  235. 
 
 Funeral. 
 
 THOU  art  gone  to  the  grave ;  but  we  will  not 
 deplore  thee, 
 
 Tho'  silence  and  darkness  encompass  the 
 tomb; 
 
 The  Saviour  has  past  through  its  portals  be- 
 fore thee, 
 
 And  the  lamp  of  his  love  is  thy  guide  thro' 
 the  gloom. 
 
 2  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave ;  we  no  longer 
 
 r'Rplore  thee, 
 
 Nor  tread  the  rough  path  of  the  world  by  thy 
 side; 
 
 But  the  wide  arms  of  mercy  are  spread  to  en- 
 fold thee, 
 
 And  sinners  may  hope  since  the  Saviour  has 
 died. 
 
 3  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave;  but  'twere 
 
 wrong  to  deplore  thee, 
 Perhaps  thy  tried  gpirit  in  death  lingered 
 
 lon°r, 
 But  the    sunshine  of  heaven  beamed  bright 
 
 on  thy  waking, 
 And  the  song  which  thou  heardst  was  t*be 
 
 seraphim's  song. 
 
(340) 
 
 4  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave;  but  'twere 
 
 wrong  to  deplore  thee^ 
 When  God  was  thy  ransom,  thy  guardian, 
 
 and  guide, 
 He  gave  thee,  and  took  thee,  and  soon  will 
 
 restore  thee, 
 Where  death  hath  no  sting,  since  the  Saviour 
 
 has  died. 
 
 641 
 
 BEHOLD  thy  glorious  Saviour, 
 
 All  divine ! 
 
 Accept  his  gracious  favor, 
 
 For  'tis  thine : 
 
 Beneath  his  guardian  care, 
 
 Heaven's  joys  shall  breathe  around  thee— 
 
 Heaven's  powers  with  glory  crown  thee 
 Divinely  fair. 
 
 evv  Brunswick  G4-2  Co11-  P5^  184- 
 
 The  Christian's  Welcome  Home. 
 SEE,  Christians,  see  how  the  time  steals  on! 
 Soon  will  sink  life's  setting  sun : 
 Like  the  gleams  of  closing  day, 
 Fade  thy  fleeting  hours  away. 
 Then,  up,  let  us  toil,  till  our  toilings  are  o'er 
 Till  we  shall  be  borne  to  eternity's  shore ; 
 Our  final  summons  having  come, 
 How  sweet  the  Christian's  welcome  home ! 
 Home,  home,  home,  the  Christian's  welcome 
 
 home. 
 Sweet,  O  sweet,  the   Christian's  welcome 
 
 home  ! 
 Welcome  home,  welcome  home,  welcome 
 
 home  ! 
 2  See  how  the  shades  of  death  come  nigh, 
 Joyful  shades  when  Christians  d;? ; 
 They  mark,  the  path  the  Saviour  trod; 
 Dying  saints  to  waft  to  God. 
 
(341) 
 
 Then,  up,  fellow  Christian,  let  mourning  be 
 
 o'er; 
 Rejoice  in  thy  Saviour,  rejoice  evermore; 
 Our  angel  convoy  having  come, 
 How  sweet  the  Christian's  welcome  home! 
 Home,  home,  home,  the  Christian's  welcome 
 
 home. 
 Sweet,  O  sweet,  the  Christian's  welcome 
 
 home ! 
 Welcome  home,  welcome  home,  welcome 
 
 643 
 
 Hebrew  Mourner. 
 WHY  silent  and  sad,  dost  thou  stand  here 
 
 and  mourn, 
 Son  of  Israel,  the. days  that  shall  never  re- 
 turn ? 
 And  why  do  those  tear  drops  of  misery  fall 
 On  the  mould'ring  ruin,  the  perishing  wall? 
 Was  yon  city,  in  dust,  with  the  heathen  now 
 
 clad, 
 Once,  the  beautiful  Zion,  where  Judah  was 
 
 glad  1 
 And  those  walls  that  in  ruins,  now  scattered 
 
 all  lie, 
 Were  they  once  rear'd  to  heav'n,  and  hal- 
 
 low'd  on  high  ? 
 2  Yet  why  dost  thou  mourn?  O  to  gladness 
 
 awaken ; 
 Tho'  Jehovah,  this  city  of  God,  has  forsaken, 
 He  prepares  for  his  people,  a  city  more  fair 
 Which  the  ruthless  invader,  no,  never,  shall 
 
 share ; 
 No  longer  the  tear  for  yon  city  shall  flow- 
 No  longer  thy  bosom,  the  sad  sigh  bestow, 
 But  night  shall  befollow'd  by  glorious  day, 
 And  sorrow  and  sighing  shall  vanish  away. 
 
(342) 
 
 W.  Lyre,  644  Page  157. 
 
 Death  of  Goliah  by  King  David. 
 STRIKE  the  cymbal,  roll  the  timbal, 
 Let  the  trump  of  triumph  sound  : 
 Powerful  slinging,  headlong  bringing 
 Proud  Goliah  to  the  ground. 
 
 2  From  the  river,  rejecting  quiver, 
 Judah's  hero  takes  the  stone ; 
 Spread  your  banners,  shout  hosannas ; 
 Battle  is  the  Lord's  alone. 
 
 3  See  advances,  with  songs  and  dances, 
 All  the  band  of  Israel's  daughters; 
 Catch  the  sound  you  hills  and  waters ; 
 Spread  your  banners,  shout  hosannas, 
 Battle  is  the  Lord's  alone. 
 
 4  God  of  thunder,  rend  asunder 
 All  the  power  Philistia  boasts; 
 What  are  nations  1  what  are  stations  ? 
 Israel's  God  is  Lord  of  hosts. 
 
 5  What  are  haughty  monarchs  now  ? 
 Low  before  Jehovah  bow  : 
 
 Pride  of  Princes,  strength  of  Kings ; 
 
 To  the  dust  Jehovah  brings. 
 
 Praise  him,  praise   him,    exulting   nations 
 praise  him ; 
 
 Praise  him,   praise   him,  exulting   nations 
 praise  him : 
 Hosanna,  Hosanna,  Hosanna. 
 
 Columb.  Harmony.  645  Scotland,  234  Harp. 
 
 The  Family  Bible. 
 
 HOW  painfully  pleasing  the  fond  recollec- 
 tion, 
 
 Of  youthful  connection  and  innocent  joy ; 
 
 While  bleat  with  parental  advice  and  affec- 
 tion, 
 
 Surrounded  with  mercies  and  peace  from  on 
 high! 
 
(  343  ) 
 
 1  still  see  the  seats  of  my  Father  and  Mother, 
 And  those  of  their  offspring  as  ranged  on  each 
 
 hand ; 
 And  that  richest  of  books  that  excelled  every 
 
 other— 
 The  Family  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand. 
 
 2  The  Biblerthe  volume  of  God's  inspiration; 
 At  morning  and  evening,  could  yield  us  de- 
 light ; 
 
 The  prayer  of  our  Sire  was  a  sweet  invoca- 
 tion, 
 
 For  mercy  by  day,  and  for  safety  by  night. 
 
 Our  hymns  of  thanksgiving  with  harmony 
 swelling, 
 
 All  wann  from  the  heart  of  the  family  band, 
 
 Half  raised  us  from  earth  to  that  rapturous 
 dwelling, 
 
 Described  in  the  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand. 
 
 3  You  scenes  of  tranquility,  long  have  we 
 
 parted, 
 My  hopes  almost  gone,  ana  my  parents  nc 
 
 more ! 
 In  sorrow  and  sadness  I  live  broken  hearted, 
 And  wander  alone  on  a  far  distant  shore  ; 
 Yet  how  can  I  doubt  a  dear  Saviour's  protec- 
 tion- 
 Forgetful  of  gifts  from  his  bountiful  hand, 
 Oh !  let  me  with  patience  receive  his  correc- 
 tion, 
 And  think  of  the  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand. 
 
 4  Blest  Bible,  the  light  and  the  guide  of  the 
 
 stranger ! 
 With  thee  I  seem  circled  with  parents  and 
 
 friends ; 
 Thy  blest  admonitions  shall  guard  me  from 
 
 danger, 
 On  thee  my  last  lingering  hope  still  depends 
 
(344) 
 
 Hope  wakens  to  vigor,  and  rouses  to  glory— 
 I'll  hasten  and  flee  to  the  promised  land, 
 And  for  refuge  lay  hold  on  the  hope  set  be- 
 fore me, 
 Revealed  in  the  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand. 
 
 5  Hail,  Bible,  the  brightest  and  best  of  the 
 
 morning— 
 The  star  that  has  guided  my  parents  quite 
 
 home. 
 The  beams  of  thy  glory  my  pathway  adorning, 
 Shall  scatter  the  darkness  and  brighten  the 
 
 gloom. 
 As  did  eastern  sages,  to  worship  the  stranger, 
 Glad  hasten  with  joy  to  behold  Canaan's  land 
 1  will  bow  to  adore  him,  but  not  in  a  manger: 
 He's  seen  in  the  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand. 
 
 6  Though  age  and  misfortune  press  hard  on 
 
 my  feelings, 
 
 I'll  cleave  to  the  Bible  and  trust  in  the  Lord; 
 
 Though  darkness  may  cover  his   merciful 
 dealings, 
 
 My  soul  shall  be  cheer'd  by  his  heavenly 
 word ; 
 
 And  now  from  things  earthly  my  soul  is  re- 
 moving; 
 
 I  soon  shall  shout  glory  with  heaven's  bright 
 band ; 
 
 And  in  raptures  of  joy  be  forever  adoring, 
 
 The  God  of  the  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand. 
 Chorus. 
 
 The  old-fashioned  Bible!  the  dear  blessed 
 Bible ! 
 
 The  family  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand. 
 
 rieaaant  Hill.  646  C.  M.  Consolalioi. 
 
 LET  others  boast  how  strong  they  be, 
 
 Nor  death  nor  daneer  fear ; 
 But  we'll  confess,  O  Lord,  to  thee, 
 
 What  feeble  things  we  are. 
 
(345) 
 
 2  Fresh  as  the  grass  our  bodies  stand, 
 And  flourish  bright  and  gay ; 
 
 A  blasting  wind  sweeps  o'er  the  land, 
 And  fades  the  grass  away. 
 
 3  Our  Maker,  God,  supports  our  frame ; 
 In  God  alone  we  trust ! 
 
 Salvation  to  th'  almighty  name 
 That  reared  us  from  the  dust. 
 
 Shiloh.  64T    L.  p.  M. 
 
 WHO  has  our  report  believed  1 
 Shiloh  come  is  not  received, 
 
 Not  received  by  his  own ; 
 Promis'd  branch  from  root  of  Jesse, 
 David's  offspring,  sent  to  bless  you, 
 
 Comes  too  lowly  to  be  known. 
 
 2  Tell  m3,  O  you'favor'd  nation ! 
 What  is  your  fond  expectation- 
 Some  fair  spreading  lofty  tree? 
 
 Let  not  worldly  pride  confound  you ; 
 'Mong  the  lowly  plants  around  you, 
 Marie  the  lowest— that  is  he ! 
 
 3  Like  a  tender  plant  that's  growing, 
 Where  no  waters  friendly  flowing, 
 
 No  kind  rains  refresh  the  ground ; 
 Drooping,  dying,  you  shall  view  him, 
 See  no  charms  to  draw  you  to  him : 
 
 There  no  beauty  will  be  found. 
 
 4  Lo !  Messiah  unrespected ! 
 Man  of  griefs,  despised,  rejected ! 
 
 Wounds  his  form  disfiguring : 
 Mar'd  his  visage  more  than  any ; 
 For  he  bears  the  sins  of  many, 
 
 All  our  sorrows  carrying. 
 
 5  No  deceit  his  mouth  had  spoken, 
 Blameless— he  no  law  had  broken, 
 
 Yet  was  number'd  with  the  worst ; 
 44 
 
(346) 
 
 For,  because  the  Lord  would  grieve  him, 
 You  who  saw  it  did  believe  him 
 For  his  own  offences  curs'd. 
 
 6  But  while  him  your  thoughts  accused, 
 He  for  our  offence  was  bruised  : 
 
 Yes,  for  us  the  victim  bled. 
 With  his  stripes  our  wounds  are  cured, 
 By  his  pains  our  peace  secured, 
 
 Purchas'd  with  the  blood  he  shed. 
 
 7  Love  amazing,  so  to  mind  us ! 
 The  great  Shepherd  came  to  find  us, 
 
 Silly  sheep  all  gone  astray ; 
 Lost,  undone  by  our  transgressions, 
 Worse  than  stripp'd  of  all  possessions, 
 
 Debtors  without  hope  to  pay ! 
 S  Death  our  portion,  slaves  in  spirit, 
 He  redeemTd  us  by  his  merit ; 
 
 To  a  glorious  liberty : 
 Dearly  first  his  goodness  bought  us, 
 Truth  and  love  then  sweetly  taught  us, 
 
 Truth  and  love  have  made  us  free. 
 9  Glory  be  to  God  who  gave  us— 
 Freely  gave— his  Son  to" save  us  ! 
 
 Glory  to  the  Son  who  came  ! 
 Honor,  blessing,  adoration. 
 Ever,  from  the  whole  creation, 
 
 Be  to  God  and  to  the  Lamb ! 
 048   c.  v. 
 MAY  1  but  read  my  title  clear 
 
 To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
 
 1  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
 And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes, 
 
 2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 
 And  hellish  darts  be  hurl'd, 
 
 Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
 And  face  a  frowning  world. 
 
(347) 
 
 3  Let  cares,  like  a  wild  deluge  come 
 And  storms  of  sorrow  fall, 
 
 May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
 My  God,  my  heav'n,  my  all. 
 
 4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 
 In  seas  of  heav'nly  rest, 
 
 And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
 Across  my  peaceful  breast. 
 649   LM. 
 'TIS  darkness  here,  but  Jesus  smiles, 
 His  presence  ev'ry  pain  beguiles ; 
 He  has  the  wine  that  cheers  the  soul, 
 The  oil  that  makes  the  wounded  whole. 
 
 2  While  silence  reigns  as  in  the  tomb, 
 And  midnight  spreads  her  deepest  gloom  ; 
 Come,  let  our  tongues  an  anthem  raise, 
 And  ging  our  great  Physician's  praise. 
 
 3  Though  fast  our  feet  within  these  stocks, 
 Our  hands  secur'd  with  num'rous  locks, 
 No  iron  chains  our  thoughts  can  bind, 
 There  are  no  fetters  for  the  mind. 
 
 4  Though  we  are  bound,  the  word  is  free, 
 The  truth  cannot  imprison'd  be, 
 
 The  word  shall  visit  ev'ry  land, 
 Though  kings  and  people  all  withstand. 
 
 5  The  word  of  life  which  Jesus  sent, 
 Jail,  chains,  and  swords  cannot  prevent ; 
 Man  cannot  keep  the  world  in  night, 
 For  God  has  said— Let  there  be  light. 
 
 6  Tc  Jesus  let  our  praise  ascend, 
 His  care  for  us  shall  never  end,. 
 
 He  felt  our  griefs,  he  bore  our  pains, 
 His  blood  has  wash'd  us  from  our  stains. 
 
 7  From  all  our  sins  he  set  us  free, 
 The  lisht  of  life  he  made  us  see, 
 From  Satan's  bondage  gave  release, 
 And  fill'd  our  souls  with  joy  and  peace. 
 
(348) 
 
 8  He  bade  us  speak  his  love  abroad, 
 And  tell  the  mercies  of  our  God; 
 And  shall  we  cease  to  spread  his  fame, 
 Because  of  prisons,  stripes,  or  shame  i 
 
 9  No ;  'tis  our  choice  to  bear  his  cross, 
 For  him  all  things  we  count  but  loss, 
 Our  joy,  for  him  to  suffer  shame, 
 
 Our  honor,  still  to  bear  his  name. 
 
 10  One  smile  from  him  all  pains  repays, 
 One  word  of  peace  all  griefs  allays, 
 With  him  in  glory  to  appear, 
 
 Will  compensate  our  suff 'rings  here. 
 
 11  His  presence  now  this  prison  cheers, 
 Relieves  our  pains,  dispels  our  fears ; 
 His  presence  then  our  heads  will  crown 
 With  endless  glory  and  renown. 
 
 Gambia.  (550    S.  M.  Golden  Hill. 
 
 THE  day  is  past  and  gone, 
 
 The  ev'ning  shades  "appear; 
 O  may  we  airremember  well, 
 
 The  night  of  death  is  near. 
 
 2  We  lay  our  garments  by, 
 Upon  our  beds  to  rest, 
 
 So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 
 Of  what  we  now  possess. 
 
 3  Lord  keep  us  safe  this  night, 
 Secure  from  all  our  fears, 
 
 Beneath  the  pinions  of  thy  love, 
 Till  morning  light  appears. 
 
 4  And  when  we  early  rise, 
 To  view  th'  unweari'd  sun? 
 
 May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
 And  after  glory  run. 
 
 5  And  when  our  days  are  past, 
 And  we  from  time  remove, 
 
 O  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest, 
 The  bosom  of  thy  love. 
 
(349) 
 
 651    S.M. 
 THE  morning  light  returns, 
 
 The  sun  begins  to  shine, 
 Now  let  our  souls  in  haste  arise 
 
 To  run  the  race  divine. 
 
 2  We  praise  the  Father's  love 
 Who  kept  us  through  the  night ; 
 
 O  may  his  kindness  be  our  song, 
 His  pleasure  our  delight. 
 
 3  While  passing  through  this  day, 
 Lord,  we  implore  thy  care, 
 
 To  guide  us  on  the  heav'nly  way, 
 And  guard  from  ev'ry  snare. 
 
 4  And  when  our  life  shall  close, 
 O  may  it  be  in  peace ; 
 
 May  we  lie  down  in  sweet  repose 
 
 And  wake  in  endless  bliss. 
 G52 
 SEE,  how  the  rising  sun, 
 
 Pursues  his  shining  way ; 
 And  wide  proclaims  his  Maker's  praise, 
 
 With  ev'ry  bright'ning  ray. 
 
 2  Thus  would  my  rising  soul, 
 Its  heav'nly  Parent  sing ; 
 
 And  to  its  great  original,  ■ 
 The  humble  tribute  bring. 
 
 3  Serene  I  laid  me  down, 
 Beneath  his  guardian  care ; 
 
 I  slept,  and  1  awoke,  and  found 
 My  kind  preserver  near. 
 
 4  My  life  I  would  anew, 
 Devote,  0  Lord,  to  thee ; 
 
 And  in  thy  service  would  I  spend 
 A  long  eternity. 
 
(350) 
 
 Harp  297.  653  Anthem. 
 
 Sons  of  Zion. 
 Praise  ye  the  Lord:  Glorify  him  forever: 
 Sons  of  Zion  come  before  him,  bring  the 
 cymbal,  bring  the  harp,  bring  the  cymbal, 
 bring  the  harp.  High  in  glory,  lo  !  he's  seat- 
 ed ;  see  the  King  he  sits  in  state,  see  the  King 
 he  sits  instate.  Sons  of  Zion  come  before 
 him,  sound  the  lute  and  strike  the  harp, 
 sound  the  lute,  strike  the  harp;  sons  of  Zion, 
 come  before  him.  Sound  the  lute  and  strike 
 the  harp.  Sons  of  Zion  come  before  him, 
 sound  the  lute  and  strike  the  harp,  sound  the 
 lute  and  strike  the  harp,  strike  the  harp, 
 strike  the  harp,  strike  the  harp. 
 
 Kai-})  270:  654  Anthem- 
 
 O  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord. 
 O  give  thanks,  O  give  thanks  unto  the 
 Lord,  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord,  give  thanks, 
 give  Lhanks,  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord,  give 
 thanks  unto  The  Lord,  for  he  is  good,  for  he  is 
 good,  is  good,  for  his  mercy  endureth  forever, 
 his  mercy  endureth.  his  mercy  endureth  for- 
 ever, his  mercy  endureth  forever,  Amen, 
 Amen. 
 
 654 
 
 ON  Zion's  glorious  summit  stood 
 A  num'rous  host,  redeem'd  by  blood ; 
 They  hymn'd  their  King  in  strains  divine— 
 
 1  hear'd  the  song  and  strove  to  join. 
 
 2  Here  all  who  suffer'd  sword  or  flame 
 For  truth  or  Jesus'  lovely  name, 
 Shout  vict'ry  now,  and  hail  the  Lamb! 
 And  bow  before  the  great  I  AM. 
 
 3  While  everlasting  ages  roll, 
 Eternal  love  shall  feast  their  soul, 
 And  scenes  of  bliss  forever  new, 
 Kise  in  succession  to  their  view. 
 
(351) 
 
 4  Here  Mary  and  Manasseh  view, 
 The  dying  thief,  and  Abrah'm  too ; 
 With  equal  love  their  spirits  flame, 
 The  same  their  joy,  their  songs  the  same. 
 
 O  what  a  sweet  exalted  song, 
 When  ev'ry  tribe  and  ev'ry  tongue, 
 Redeenrd  by  blood,  with  Christ  appear, 
 And  join  in  one  full  chorus  there ! 
 
 6  My  soul  anticipates  the  day- 
 Would  stretch  her  wings  and  soar  away, 
 To  aid  the  «ong  the  palm  to  bear, 
 And  praise  my  great  Redeemer  there. 
 
 655 
 
 MY  Christian  friends  in  bonds  of  love, 
 Whose  hearts  the  sweetest  union  prove: 
 Your  friendship's  like  the  strongest  band, 
 Yet  we  must  take  the  parting  hand. 
 
 2  Your  presence  -sweet,  our  union  dear, 
 What  joys  we  feel  together  here ; 
 
 And  when  I  see  thatwe  must  part, 
 You  dra.w  like  cords  around  my  heart. 
 
 3  How  sweet  the  Tiours  have  pass'd  away 
 Since  we  have  met  to  sing  and  pray, 
 How  loath  we  are  to  leave  the  place, 
 Where  Jesus  shows  his  smiling  face ! 
 
 4  0  could  I  stay  with  friends  so  kind, 
 How  would  it  cheer  my  fainting  mind ! 
 But  pilgrims,  in  a  foreign  land, 
 
 We  oft  must  take  the  parting  hand. 
 
 5  My  Christian  friends  both  old  and  young, 
 I  trust  you  will  in  Christ  go  on ; 
 
 Press  on  and  soon  you'll  win  the  prize— 
 A  crown  of  glory  in  the  skies. 
 
 41 
 
(352) 
 
 6  A  few  more  days,  or  years  at  most, 
 And  we  shall  reach  fair  Canaan's  coast, 
 When,  in  that  holy,  happy  land, 
 "We'll  take  no  more  the  parting  hand. 
 O  blessed  day !  O  glorious  hope ! 
 My  soul  rejoices  at  the  thoueht, 
 When  in  that  holy,  happy  land, 
 We'll  take  no  more  the  parting  hand. 
 
 G56   P-  M. 
 O  TELL  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain 
 
 store, 
 The  time  for  such  trifles  with  me  now  is  o'er, 
 A  country  I've  found  where  true  joys  abound, 
 To  dwell  I'm  determin'd  on  that  happy  ground 
 
 2  The  soul  that  obeys  in  glory  shall  live, 
 And  me  in  that  number  will  Jesus  receive; 
 My  soul  don't  delay— he  calls  thee  away ; 
 Rise,  follow  thy  Saviour,  and  bless  the  glad 
 
 day. 
 
 3  No  mortal  doth  know  what  he  can  bestow, 
 What  light,  strength  and  comfort— go  after 
 
 him,  go : 
 Lo !  onward  I  move  to  a  city  above  ; 
 None  guesses  how  wond'rous  my  journey  will 
 
 prove. 
 
 4  Great  spoils  I  shall  win  from  death,  hell, 
 
 and  sin, 
 'Midst  outward  affliction  shall  feel  Christ 
 
 within; 
 And  when  I'm  to  die,  receive  me,  I'll  cry, 
 For  Jesus  has  lov'd  me,  I  cannot  tell  why. 
 
 5  But  this  I  do  find,  we  two  are  so  join'd, 
 He'll  not  live  in  glory  and  leave  me  behind; 
 So  this  is  the  race  I'm  running  through  grace, 
 Henceforth,  till  admitted  to  see  my  Lord's 
 
 face. 
 
(353) 
 
 6  Now  'tis  my  care,  that  my  neighbors  may 
 
 share 
 These  blessings— to  seek  them  will  none  of 
 
 you  dare  ? 
 In  bondage,  O  why !  in  death  will  you  lie, 
 When  Jesus  assures  you  free  grace  is  so  nigh? 
 
 Mo,  Harmony.  657  Portuguese  Hymn. 
 
 HITHER,  you  faithful,  haste  with  songs  of 
 triumph, 
 
 To  Bethlehem  haste,  the  Lord  of  life  to  meet; 
 
 To  you  this  day  is  born  a  Prince  and  Sav- 
 iour, 
 
 O  come  and  let  us  worship  at  his  feet. 
 
 2  O  Jesus,  for  such  wond'rous  condescension, 
 Our  praises  and  rev'rence  is  an  offering  meet; 
 Now  is  the  word  made  flesh,  and  dwells 
 
 among  us  ! 
 O  come  and  let  us  worship  at  his  feet. 
 
 3  Shout  his  eternal  fame,  ye  choirs  of  angels, 
 And  let  the  celestial  courts  his  praise  repeat : 
 Unto  our  Lord  be  glory  in  the  highest. 
 
 O  come  and  let  us  worship  at  his  feet. 
 O  come  and  let  us  worship,  fyc 
 
 658   p.  M. 
 
 OUR  souls  by  love  together  knit, 
 
 Cemented,  join'd  in  one  ; 
 One  hope,  one  heart,  one  mind,  one  voice, 
 
 'Tis  heaven  on  earth  begun. 
 Our  hearts  have  burn'd  while  Jesus  spoke, 
 
 And  glow'd  with  sacred  fire  ; 
 He  stoop'd,  and  talk'd,  and  fed  and  bless'd, 
 
 And  fiird  th'  enlarg'd  desire. 
 2  We're  soldiers  fighting  for  our  God, 
 
 Let  trembling  cowards  fly : 
 f  We'll  stand  unshaken,  firm  and  fix'd, 
 
 With  Christ  to  live  and  die. 
 45 
 
(  354  ) 
 
 Let  Satan  rage,  and  hell  assail, 
 
 We'll  fight  our  passage  through ; 
 Though  foes  unite  and  friends  desert, 
 
 We'll  seize  the  prize  in  view. 
 2  The  little  cloud  increases  still, 
 
 The  heav'ns  are  big  with  rain  : 
 We  haste  to  catch  the  teeming  shower, 
 
 And  all  its  moisture  drain : 
 A  rill,  a  stream,  a  torrent  flows, 
 
 Now  pours  the  mighty  flood— 
 O  sweep  the  nations,  shake  the  earth, 
 
 Till  all  proclaim  thee,  Lord ! 
 
 And  when  thou  mak'st  thy  jewels  up, 
 
 And  sett'st  thy  starry  crown, 
 And  all  thy  sparkling  gems  shall  shine, 
 
 Proclaim'd  by  thee  thine  own ' 
 May  we,  the  little  band  of  love, 
 
 We  sinners  sav'd  by  grace, 
 From  glory  unto  glory  chang'd, 
 
 Behold  thy  lovely  "face. 
 
 Chorus. 
 
 A  Saviour,  let  creation  sing  ! 
 
 A  Saviour,  let  all  heaven  ring  ! 
 He's  God  with  us,  we  feel  him  ours ; 
 His  fulness  in  our  souls  he  pours ! 
 
 'Tis  almost  done, 
 
 'Tis  almost  o'er; 
 We're  joining  them  who're  gone  before, 
 We  soon  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 
 
 659   CM. 
 
 HOW  shall  I  my  Saviour  set  forth  ? 
 How  shall  I  his  beauties  declare  ? 
 
 0  how  shall  I  speak  of  his  worth, 
 Or  what  his  chief  dignities  are  ? 
 
 2  His  angels  can  never  express, 
 
 Nor  saints  who  sit  nearest  his  throne, 
 
 How  rich  are  his  treasures  of  grace- 
 No— this  is  a  secret  unknown. 
 
(355) 
 
 3  In  him  all  the  fulness  of  God 
 Forever  transcend ently  shines ; 
 
 Though  once  like  a  mortal  he  stood 
 To  finish  his  gracious  designs. 
 
 4  Though  once  he  was  nail'd  to  the  cross, 
 Vile  rebels  like  me  to  set  free, 
 
 Hi?  glory  sustained  no  loss, 
 Eternal  his  kingdom  shall  be. 
 
 6  O  sinners !  believe  and  adore 
 This  Saviour  so  rich  to  redeem : 
 
 No  creature  can  ever  explore 
 The  treasures  of  goodness  in  him. 
 
 6  Come  all  you  who  see  yourselves  lost, 
 And  feel  yourselves  burden'd  with  sin, 
 
 Draw  near  while  with  terror  you're  tossed ; 
 Obey,  and  your  peace  shall  begin. 
 
 7  He  riches  has  ever  in  store, 
 
 And  treasures  that  never  can  waste : 
 Here's  pardon,  here's  grace— yea  and  more, 
 Here's  glory  eternal  at  last ! 
 
 660   P-  M- 
 
 REJOICE,  O  earth !  the  Lord  is  King ! 
 To  him  your  humble  tribute  bring, 
 Let  Jacob  rise,  and  Zion  sing, 
 And  all  the  world  with  praises  ring, 
 And  give  to  Jesus  glory. 
 
 2  0  may  the  sainta  of  ev'ry  name 
 Unite  to  serve  the  bleeding  Lamb ! 
 May  jars  and  discords  cease  to  flame, 
 And  ali  the  Saviour's  love  proclaim, 
 
 And  give  to  Jesus  glory. 
 
 3  We  long  to  see  the  Christians  join 
 In  union  sweet  and  love  divine, 
 
 And  glory  through  the  churches  shine, 
 And  Gentiles  crowding  to  the  sign, 
 To  give  to  Jesus  glory. 
 
(356) 
 
 4  O  may  the  distant  lands  rejoice, 
 
 And  sinners  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice> 
 While  praise  their  happy  tongues  employs, 
 And  all  obtain  immortal  joys, 
 And  give  to  Jesus  glory. 
 
 5  A  few  more  days  of  pain  and  woe, 
 A  few  more  suff 'ring  scenes  below, 
 And  then  to  glory  we  shall  go, 
 "Where  everlasting  pleasures  flow, 
 
 And  give  to  Jesus  glory. 
 
 6  Then  we  shall  part  and  weep  no  more, 
 When  we  have  met  on  Canaan's  shore, 
 For  Zion's  warfare  now  is  o'er ; 
 
 Such  shouts  were  never  heard  before. 
 And  there  we'll  give  him  glory. 
 
 7  Then  tears  shall  all  be  wip'd  away, 
 And  Christians  never  go  astray; 
 When  we  are  freed  from  cumbrous  clay, 
 We'll  praise  the  Lord  in  endless  day, 
 
 And  give  to  Jesus  glory. 
 
 Harp,  661     L-  M-  Page2S?-0. 
 
 LOOK  up  you  saints,  direct  your  eyes 
 To  him  who  dwells  above  the  skies  ; 
 With  your  glad  notes  his  praise  rehearse, 
 Who  made  the  mighty  universe. 
 
 2  He  spake,  and  from  the  gloom  of  night 
 At  once  sprang  up  the  cheering  light ; 
 Him  discord  heard,  and  at  his  word, 
 Beauty  awoke  and  spoke  the  Lord. 
 
 662 
 I  SEND  the  joys  of  earth  away ; 
 Away,  ye  tempters  of  the  mind, 
 False  as  the  smooth,  deceitful  sea, 
 And  empty  as  the  whistling  wind. 
 
(357) 
 
 2  Your  streams' were  floating  me  along 
 Down  to  the  gulf  of  black  despair; 
 And  while  I  listened  to  your  song, 
 
 Your  streams  have  ev'n  conveyed  me  there. 
 
 3  Lord,  I  adore  thy  matchless  grace, 
 That  warned  me  of  that  dark  abyss, 
 That  drew  me  from  those  dangerous  seas, 
 And  bad  me  seek  superior  bliss. 
 
 4  Now  to  the  shining  realms  above, 
 
 I  stretch  my  hands,  and  glance  mine  eyes; 
 Oh !  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
 To  bear  me  to  the  upper  skies  ! 
 
 5  There,  from  the  presence  of  my  God 
 Oceans  of  endless  pleasure  roll ; 
 There  would  I  fix  my  last  abode, 
 And  drown  the  sorrows  of  my  soul. 
 
 Thanksgiving  Hymn.  683  IJarP  233» 
 
 BE  joyful  in  God,  all  ye  lands  of  the  earth, 
 
 O  serve  him  with  gladness  and  fear ; 
 Exult  in  his  presence  with  music  and  mirth, 
 
 With  love  and  devotion  draw  near, 
 
 2  The  Lord  he  is  God,  and  Jehovah  alone, 
 Creator  and  ruler  o'er  all ; 
 
 And  we  are  his  people,  his  sceptre  we  own : 
 His  sheep,  and  we  follow  his  call, 
 
 3  O  enter  his  gates  with  thanksgiving  and 
 
 song, 
 Your  vows  in  his  temple  proclaim ; 
 His  praise  with  melodious  concordance  pro- 
 long, 
 And  bless  his  adorable  name, 
 
 4  For  good  is  the  Lord,  inexpressibly  good._ 
 And  we  are  the  work  of  his  hand : 
 
 His  mercy  and  truth  from  eternity  stood. 
 And  shall  to  eternity  stand. 
 
(358) 
 
 664   c.  p.  m.! 
 O  THOU  in  whose  presence  my  soul  lakes 
 delight, 
 On  whom  in  affliction  I  call ; 
 My  comfort  by  day,  and  my  song  i  n  the  night, 
 My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all ! 
 
 2  Where  dost  thou  at  noontide  resort  with 
 
 thy  sheep, 
 To  feed  on  the  pastures  of  love  ? 
 For  why  in  the  valley  of  death  should  I  weep, 
 Or  alone  in  the  wilderness  rove  ? 
 
 3  O  why  should  I  wander  an  alien  from  thee, 
 And  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread  ! 
 
 Thy  foes  will  rejoice  when  my  sorrows  they 
 see, 
 And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  shed. 
 
 4  You  daughters  of  Zion,  declare  have  you 
 
 seen 
 The  Star  that  on  Israel  shone  1 
 Say  if  in  your  tents  my  beloved  has  been, 
 And  where  with  his  flocks  he  is  gone  ? 
 
 5  This  is  my  beloved  ;  his  form  is  divine, 
 His  vestments  shed  odors  around ; 
 
 The  locks  on  his  head  are  as  grapes  on  the 
 vine, 
 When  autumn  with  plenty  is  crown'd. 
 
 6  The  roses  of  Sharon,  the  lillies  that  grow, 
 In  the  vales  on  the  banks  of  the  streams, 
 
 On  his  cheeks  in  the  beauty  of  excellence 
 glow, 
 And  his  eyes  are  as  quivers  of  beams. 
 
 7  His  voice,  as  the  sound  of  the  dulcimer 
 
 sweet, 
 la  heard  through  the  shadows  of  d^ath 
 The  cedars  of  Lebanon  bow  at  his  feet, 
 The  air  is  perfum'd  with  his  breath. 
 
(359) 
 
 8  His  lips  as  a  fountain  of  righteousness  flow, 
 That  water  the  garden  of  grace, 
 
 From  which  their   salvation   the   Gentiles 
 shall  know, 
 An.l  bask  in  the  smiles  of  his  face. 
 
 9  Love  sits  on  his  eyelids  and  scatters  delight 
 Through  all  the  bright  mansions  on  high, 
 
 Their  faces,  the  cherubim  veil  in  his  sight, 
 And  tremble  with  fulness  of  joy. 
 
 10  He  looks,  and  ten  thousands  of  angels  re- 
 
 joice. 
 And  myriads  wait  for  his  word; 
 He  speaks,  and  eternity,  fill'd  with  his  voice, 
 Re-echoes  the  praise  of  her  Lord. 
 
 665  c.  m. 
 
 RISE,  O  my  soul !  pursue  the  path 
 
 By  ancient  heroes  trod ; 
 Ambitious  view  those  holy  men 
 
 Who  liv'd  and  walk'd  with  God. 
 
 2  Though  dead,  they  speak  in  reason's  ear; 
 And  in  pxample  live ; 
 
 Their  faith,  and  hope,  and  mighty  deeds. 
 Still  fresh  instruction  give. 
 
 3  'Twas  thro'  the  Lamb's  most  precious 
 
 blood, 
 They  conquer'd  ev'ry  foe ; 
 And  to  his  power  and  matchless  grace 
 Their  crowns  and  honor  owe. 
 
 4  Lord,  may  we  ever  keep  in  view 
 The  patterns  thou  hast  giv'n, 
 
 And  ne'er  forsake  the  blessed  road 
 Which  led  them  safe  to  heav'n. 
 
(360) 
 
 666   L.  M. 
 
 FAREWELL,  dear  friends,  I  must  be  gone, 
 
 1  have  no  home  or  stay  with  you ; 
 I'll  take  the  word  and  travel  on, 
 Till  I  a  better  world  can  view. 
 
 Farewell,  farewell,  farewell, 
 My  loving  friends,  farewell. 
 
 2  Farewell,  my  friends,  time  rolls  along, 
 Nor  waits  for  mortals,  care  or  bliss ; 
 
 I  leave  you  here  and  travel  on, 
 Till  I  arrive  where  Jesus  is. 
 
 3  Farewell,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 
 To  you  I'm  bound  in  cords  of  love; 
 Yet  we  believe  his  gracious  word, 
 That  soon  we  all  shall  meet  above. 
 
 4  Farewell,  old  soldiers  of  the  cross, 
 You've  struggled  long  and  hard  for  heaven ; 
 You've  counted  all  things  here  but  dross ; 
 Fight  on,  the  crown  shall  soon  be  given. 
 
 5  Farewell,  ye  blooming  sons  of  God, 
 Sore  conflicts  yet  await  for  you  : 
 
 Yet  dauntless  keep  the  heavenly  road, 
 Till  Canaan's  happy  land  you  view. 
 
 Fight  on,  fight  on,  fight  on, 
 The  crownshall  soon  be  given. 
 
 6  Farewell,  poor  careless  sinners  too, 
 It  grieves  my  heart  to  leave  you  here ; 
 Eternal  sorrows  wait  for  you ; 
 
 Oh  turn  and  find  salvation  near. 
 
 Oh  turn,  oh  turn,  oh  turn, 
 And  find  salvation  near. 
 667 
 THERE  is  a  glorious  mansion, 
 
 A  happy  home  above, 
 Beyond  the  starry  regions, 
 Built  by  the  God  we  love; 
 
(381) 
 
 An  everlasting  temple, 
 
 Where  saints  array'd  in  white, 
 Adore  their  great  Redeemer, 
 
 And  dwell  with  him  in  light. 
 
 2  It  is  no  world  of  trouble, 
 The  God  of  peace  is  there, 
 
 He  wipes  away  their  sorrows, 
 And  banishes  their  care ; 
 
 Their  joys  are  still  increasing, 
 Their  songs  are  ever  new, 
 
 They  praise  th'  eternal  Father 
 And  praise  the  Saviour  too. 
 
 3  The  weakest  child  in  glory 
 Outshines  the  radiant  sun ; 
 
 But  who  can  speak  the  splendor, 
 
 Of  that  eternal  throne, 
 Where  Jesus  sits  exalted, 
 
 In  godlike  majesty  1 
 The  elders  fall  before  him, 
 
 The  angels  bend  the  knee. 
 
 4  Is  this  the  man  of  sorrows, 
 Who  stood  at  Pilate's  bar, 
 
 Contemn'd  by  haughty  Herod, 
 And  by  his  men  of  war  ? 
 
 He  seems  a  mighty  conqu'ror, 
 Who  spoil'd  the  powers  below, 
 
 And  ransom'd  many  captives 
 From  everlasting  wo. 
 
 5  The  hosts  of  saints  around  him 
 Proclaim  his  work  of  grace  ; 
 
 The  patriarchs  and  prophets, 
 And  all  the  godly  race ; 
 
 Who  speak  of  fiery  trials, 
 And  tortures  on  their  way  • 
 
 They  came  from  tribulation,' 
 To  everlasting  day. 
 
 46 
 
(362) 
 
 How  with  a  holy  transport, 
 
 They  tell  their  suff 'ring  o'er, 
 Their  tears  and  their  temptations, 
 
 And  all  the  pains  they  bore; 
 They  turn  and  bow  to  Jesus, 
 
 Who  gain'd  their  liberty; 
 Amid  our  fiercest  dangers, 
 
 Our  lives  are  hid  in  thee. 
 
 7  Long  time  I  was  invited 
 To  gain  that  heavenly  rest ; 
 
 Grace  made  no  hard  condition, 
 'Twas  only  to  be  bless'd ; 
 
 But  earth's  bewitching  pleasures 
 Inclined  me  long  to  stay ; 
 
 I  sought  her  dreams  and  shadows, 
 And  joys  that  pass  away. 
 
 8  But  now  the  Lord  has  giv'n  me, 
 The  better  way  to  find  ; 
 
 To  serve  my  great  Creator, 
 And  leave  my  sins  behind ; 
 
 In  guilt's  seducing  mazes 
 I  will  no  longer  roam ; 
 
 My  soul  belongs  to  Jesus, 
 Who  brings  the  ransom'd  home. 
 
 9  And  what  shall  be  my  journey, 
 How  long  I'll  stay  below, 
 
 Or  what  shall  be  my  trials, 
 Are  not  for  me  to  know : 
 
 In  every  day  of  trouble 
 I'll  raise  my  thoughts  on  high ; 
 
 I'll  think  of  the  bright  temple, 
 And  crowns  above  the  sky. 
 
 668    &  and  5s. 
 
 THE  glorious  light  oi  Zion 
 Is  spreading  far  and  wide ; 
 
 And  sinners,  lo  !  are  coming, 
 Upon  the  gospel  tide : 
 
(363) 
 
 The  standard  of  King  Jesus, 
 In  glorious  triumph  flies ; 
 
 And  sinners  crowd  around  it, 
 "With  tears  and  sweet  surprise. 
 
 2  The  sufferings  of  the  Saviour 
 Upon  the  shameful  tree, 
 
 Arouse  the  distant  nations 
 
 To  hail  the  jubilee. 
 The  great  and  glorious  message, 
 
 Shall  fly  this  world  around, 
 Till  every  nation  hear  it, 
 
 And  all  have  mercy  found. 
 
 3  O  sinners  be  converted, 
 And  trust  your  gracious  Lord ; 
 
 No  longer  be  deluded 
 Or  spurn  his  sacred  word. 
 
 Reform  and  seek  his  favor, 
 God  bids  you  ev'ry  one ; 
 
 In  Christ  behold  your  Saviour, 
 And  his  beloved  Son. 
 
 4  Arise,  obey  the  gospel, 
 And  thus  your  souls  shall  be 
 
 A  monument  of  mercy, 
 
 Through  all  eternity. 
 He'll  pardon  you  most  freely, 
 
 And  every  ill  redress ; 
 He'll'  grant  you  life  and  favor, 
 
 And  robes  of  righteousness. 
 
 5  Come,  lay  your  sinful  bodies 
 Beneath  the  yielding  wave— 
 
 An  emblem  of  the  Saviour, 
 When  he  lay  in  the  grave 
 
 Descend  into  the  water, 
 As  humble  converts  do, 
 
 And  rise  with  Christ  your  master, 
 To  live  to  God  anew. 
 
(854) 
 
 6  0  sinners,  think  what  Jesus 
 Has  done  for  you  and  me ; 
 
 Behold  his  mangled  body 
 
 Upon  the  cursed  tree. 
 His  pierced  hands  and  bleeding  side 
 
 Now  urge  you  all  to-day , 
 To  turn  and  be  converted 
 
 From  sin's  destructive  sway. 
 
 7  And  now  beloved  brethren- 
 Old  soldiers  of  the  cross, 
 
 "Who  for  the  cause  of  Jesus 
 Have  counted  all  things  loss, 
 
 Come,  pray  for  the  young  converts, 
 That  they  may  travel  on ; 
 
 And  meet  us  all  in  glory 
 Where  our  Redeemer 's  gone. 
 
 8  Now  give  to  Jesus  glory, 
 For  his  redeeming  love ; 
 
 "We'll  tell  the  wondrous  story 
 
 In  brighter  worlds  above ; 
 "We'll  shout  aloud  his  praises, 
 
 And  join  the  heavenly  song, 
 "With  Moses,  Job,  and  Daniel, 
 
 And  all  the  holy  throng. 
 
 669   *•  M. 
 
 O  JESUS !  the  glory,  the  wonder  and  love, 
 Of  angels  and  glorify'd  spirits  above, 
 And  saints  who  behold  thee  not,  yet  dearly 
 love, 
 Rejoicing  in  hope  of  thy  glory ! 
 Thou  only  and  wholly  art  lovely  and  fair, 
 Who  robb'st  not  the  Father  with  him  to  com- 
 pare, 
 The  Father's  own  image  glows  in  thee— 
 shines  there 
 In  visible  bodily  glory. 
 Worthiness  dwells  in  thee:    excellent 
 dignity, 
 
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 Beauty  and  majesty ;  glory  environs  thee; 
 Power,  honor,  dominion,  and  life  rest  on  thee, 
 O  thou  chiefest  among  the  ten  thousands  ! 
 
 Wherever  we  view  thee  new  glories  arise, 
 The  man  that's  God's  fellow,  who  rides  on 
 
 the  skies, 
 Made  flesh,  dwelt  amongst  us,  brought  God 
 near  our  eyes, 
 In  grace  and  truth  showing  his  glory. 
 Thou  spak'st  to  existence  the  heav'ns  and 
 
 their  hosts, 
 The  earth  and  its  fulness,  the  seas  and  their 
 
 coasts ; 
 Time  hangs  on  thy  word,  and  eternity  boasts, 
 To  crown  and  adorn  thee  with  glory ; 
 "Worthiness  dwells   in  thee;  excellent 
 
 dignity, 
 Beauty  and  majesty ;  glory  environs  thee; 
 Power,  honor,  dominion  and  life  rest  on  thee, 
 O  thou  chiefest  among  the  ten  thousands  ! 
 
 Thy  birth  all  divine,  from  the  grave  back 
 
 again 
 Brought  thee,  King  of  Glory !  0  Lamb  that 
 
 was  slain ; 
 First  born  from  the  dead,  crown'd  with  honor 
 supreme, 
 Thy  throne  is  established  in  glory. 
 There  reign  in  thy  glory,  0  thou  great  Ador'd, 
 Till  under  thy  feet,  thy  foes  crush'd,  be  no 
 
 more ; 
 Thy  throne  shall  triumph  over  all  things 
 
 re3torJd, 
 And  eternity  blaze  with  thy  glory. 
 
 Worthiness  dwells  in  thee;    excellent 
 
 dignity, 
 Beauty  and  majesty ;  glory  environs  thee ; 
 Power,  honor,  dominion,  and  life  rest  on  thee, 
 0  thou  chiefest  among  the  ten  thousands ! 
 
(366) 
 
 Harp  275.  6T0  Anthem. 
 
 0  Praise  God  in  his  Holiness. 
 0  PRAISE  God  in  his  holiness:   Praise 
 him  in  the  firmament— in  the  firmament  of  his 
 
 Eower :  Praise  him  in  his  noble  acts :  Praiso 
 im  in  his  noble  acts :  Praise  him  according 
 to  his  excellent  greatness :  Praise  him  in  the 
 sound  of  the  trumpet,  in  the  sound  of  the 
 trumpet:  Praise  him  upon  the  lute;  Praise  him 
 upon  the  lute  and  harp;  Praise  him  in  the  cym- 
 bals, in  the  cymbals  and  dances:  Praise  him  on 
 strings,  on  strings  and  pipes :  Let  every  thing 
 that  hath  breath,  that  hath  breath,  praise 
 the  Lord— that  hath  breath,  praise  the  Lord. 
 Praise  the  Lord.    Praise  the  Lord. 
 
 Harp  272.  671  Anthem. 
 
 "How  lovely  are  thy  dwellings." 
 HOW  lovely  are  thy  dwellings,  how  love- 
 ly are  thy  dwellings ;  How  lovely  are  thy 
 dwellings,  O  Lord  of  hosts!  My  soul  cloth 
 long,  my  soul  doth  long,  my  soul  doth  long  to 
 enter  thy  courts.  Blessed  are  they,  blessed 
 are  they— are  they  who  dwell  in  thy  house, 
 for  they  shall  always  praise  thee,  they  shall 
 always  praise  thee.  How  lovely  are  thy 
 dwellings,  how  lovely  are  thy  dwellings, 
 how  lovely  are  thy  dwellings,  O  Lord  of  hosts. 
 
 Harp  280.  672  Anthem, 
 
 "I  will  arise." 
 I  WILL  arise,  I  will  arise,  will  arise,  and 
 
 fo  to  my  Father;  and  will  say  unto  him, 
 'ather,  Father,  1  have  sinned,  have  sinned 
 against  heav'n  and  before  thee,  and  am  no 
 more  worthy  to  be  called  thy  son,  and  am  no 
 more  worthy  to  be  called  thy  son. 
 
(367) 
 
 INDEX, 
 
 ACQUAINT  thyself  quickly,  &c, 
 Afflicted  soul,  to  Christ  draw  near, 
 Again,  indulgent  Lord,  return, 
 Again  our  earthly  cares  we  leave, 
 Again  the  day  returns  of  holy  rest, 
 Ah  !  how  shall  guilty  fallen  man, 
 •   Alas !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed, 
 All  nature  sings  thy  boundless  love, 
 All-powerful  self-existent  God, 
 
 All  power  is  to  our  Saviour  given,  136 
 All  glorious  God  what  hymns  of  praise,    252 
 
 All  ye  who  feel  distressed  for  sin,  180 
 
 All  you  that  have  confess'd,  59 
 
 Almighty  Father,  glorious  Lord,  107 
 
 Almighty  Father,  now  behold,  103 
 
 Almighty  Father,  gracious  Lord,  244 
 
 Almighty  Maker,  Lord,  120 
 
 Amazing  grace,  how  sweet  the  sound,  250 
 
 Amid  the  splendors  of  thy  state,  121 
 
 Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross  1    ■  232 
 
 And  am  I  born  to  die  ?  294 
 
 And  must  this  body  die  ?  96 
 
 And  will  not  Jesus  hear  ?  120 
 
 And  did  the  holy  and  the  just  1  130 
 
 And  will  you  sit  alone  ?  237 
 
 And  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love  ?  251 
 
 And  let  this  feeble  body  fail,  190 
 
 And  will  the  Judge  descend  ?  292 
 
 And  will  the  God  of  grace,  162 
 
 Arise  ye  people  and  adore,  91 
 
 Arise  great  God,  and  let  thy  grace,  136 
 
 Arise  in  all  thy  splendor,  Lord,  188 
 
 Arise  and  shine,  O  Zion  fair,  317 
 
(3(58) 
 
 As  flows  the  rapid  river,  304 
 
 Ashamed  of  Christ  our  soul  disdains,  185 
 
 Ascend  thy  throne,  Almighty  King,  188 
 
 Awake,  our  souls,  away  our  fears,  47 
 
 Awake,  our  drowsy  souls,  113 
 
 Awake  you  saints  and  raise  your  eye  254 
 
 Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve,  186 
 
 Awake  poor  soul  lift  up  thine  eyes,  193 
 
 Awake  my  soul  in  joyful  lays,  196 
 
 Awake  from  sin's  delusive  sleep,  256 
 
 Awake  and  sing  the  song,  14 
 
 BAPTIZED  into  our  Saviour's  death,  215 
 
 Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne,  15 
 
 Before  the  heavens  were  spread  abroad,  15 
 
 Behold  the  bright  morning  appears,  53 
 
 Behold  the  morning  sun,  57 
 
 Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb,  100 
 
 Behold  what  pity  touched  the  heart,  130 
 
 Behold  the  grace  appears,  159 
 
 Behold  what  wondrous  grace,  167 
 
 Behold  the  mountain  of  the  Lord,  289 
 
 Behold  the  blest,  the  heavenly  Lamb,  262 
 
 Behold  thy  glorious  Saviour,  340 
 
 Beneath  outTfeet  and  o'er  our  head,  243 
 
 Beyond  the  glittering  starry  sky,  99 
 
 Beyond  where  Cedron's  waters  flow,  328 
 
 Blest  be  the  everlasting  God,  289 
 
 Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds,  63 
 
 Blest  be  thou,  O  God  of  Israel,  78 
 
 Blest  are  the  humble  souls  that  see,  261 
 
 Blow  you  the  trumpet,  blow,  274 
 
 Bread  of  heaven,  on  thee  we  feed,  153 
 
 Brethren,  see  poor  sinners  round  you,  282 
 
 Bright  source  of  everlasting  love,  38 
 
 Bricht  King  of  glory,  dreadful  God,  133 
 
 Brisht  and  joyful  is  the  morn,  154 
 
 Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death,  179 
 Buried  beneath  the  yielding  wave, 
 
 Buried  in  Jordan  was  our  Lord.  213 
 
(369) 
 
 CAN  sinners  hope  for  heaven,  288 
 
 Chief  Shepherd  of  the  chosen  sheep,  39 
 
 Christians,  keep  your  armor  bright,  242 
 
 Christ,  like  an  uncorrupted  seed,  258 
 
 Christ  the  Lord  has  risen  to-day,  22 
 
 Children,  if  your  hearts  be  warm,  217 
 
 Children  of  the  Heavenly  King,  12 
 
 Choose  ye  his  cross  to  bear,  209 
 
 Come,  all  you  saints,  unite  to  raise,  262 
 
 Come,  all  you  saints  of  God,  23 
 
 Come,  dear  friends,  we  all  are  brethren,  316 
 
 Come  and  behold  the  place,  210 
 
 Come,  all  you  mourning  souls  and  hear,  267 
 
 Come  all  you  sons  of  God  and  view,  212 
 
 Come,  precious  Lord,  and  bless  the  day,  10 
 Come,  gracious  Lord,  descend  and  dwell,    19 
 
 Come,  gracious  Saviour,  come,  168 
 
 Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls,  239 
 
 Come,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast,  233 
 
 Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord,  17 
 
 Come,  let  us  join  with  sweet  accord,  36 
 
 Come,  let  us  anew  our  worship  pursue,  49 
 
 Come,  let  us  with  a  joyful  heart,  110 
 
 Come,  let  our  heart  and  voices  join,  115 
 
 Come,  let  us  sing  the  coming  fate,  299 
 
 Come,  O  my  soul  in  sacred  lays.  249 
 
 Come,  poor  sinners,  seek  salvation,  266 
 
 Come,  poor  soul,  it  is  the  Lord,  271 
 
 Come,  poor  sinner,  seek  the  Lord,  273 
 
 Come,  poor  sinner,  come  and  see,  273 
 
 Come,  poor  sinner,  come  and  dwell,  283 
 
 Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad,  8 
 
 Come,  sinners,  to  the  gospel  feast,  252 
 
 Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice,  177 
 
 Come,  thou  soul-transforming  Saviour,  81 
 
 Come,  thou  fount  of  every  blessing,  247 
 
 Come  to  the  glorious  gospel  feast,  272 
 
 Come,  welcome  friends,  &c.  128 
 
(370) 
 
 Come  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed, 
 Come  you  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
 Come  you  that  love  the  Lord, 
 Come  you  sinners,  poor  and  needy, 
 Come,  you  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 
 Come,  you  weary  sinners,  come, 
 Come  you  who  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
 Constrained  by  love  we  come, 
 Create,  O  Lord,  our  powers  anew, 
 Crushed  as  a  moth  beneath  thy  hand, 
 
 Dark  and  thorny  is  the  desert, 
 
 Daughter  of  Zion,  awake,  &,c. 
 
 Day  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders, 
 
 Death,  'tis  a  melancholy  day, 
 
 Deep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record, 
 
 Delay  not,  delay  not,  O  sinner,  &c. 
 
 Depths  of  mercy  can  there  be, 
 
 Descending  down  into  the  flood, 
 
 Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord, 
 
 Down  to  the  sacred  wave, 
 
 Do  we  not  know  that  solemn  word, 
 
 EARTH  has  a  joy  unknown  in  heaven, 
 
 Eternal  God,  almighty  cause, 
 
 Eternal  God,  our  wondering  souls, 
 
 Eternal  Sovereign,  Lord  of  all, 
 
 Eternity  is  just  at  hand, 
 
 Exalted  Prince  of  life,  we  own, 
 
 Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 
 
 FAITH  is  the  brightest  evidence, 
 
 Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss, 
 
 Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  begone,  196 
 
 Far  from  mortal  cares  retreating,  11 
 
 Far  from  these  narrow  scenes  of  night,        67 
 
 Farewell,  my  friends,  time  rolls  along,      310 
 
 Farewell  dear  friends,  I  must  be  gone,      360 
 
 Farewell,  vain  world,  I'm  going  home,     223 
 
 Father,  is  not  thy  promise  pledged,  32 
 
(371) 
 
 Father  of  mercies  in  thy  word,  10@ 
 
 Father  of  peace !  and  God  of  love !  250 
 
 Fear  you  not  the  King  of  terrors,  319 
 
 Firm  and  unmoved  are  they,  182 
 
 Forgiveness,  'tis  a  joyful  sound,  37 
 
 Fount  of  everlasting  love,  198 
 
 Frequent  the  day  of  God  returns,  107 
 
 From  earliest  dawn  of  life,  120 
 
 From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies.  19 
 
 From  Greenland's  icy  mountains,  77 
 
 From  whence  does  this  union  arise,  270 
 
 From  the  regions  above,  331 
 
 GIRD  thy  sword  on  mighty  Saviour,  80 
 
 Give  thanks  to  God,  he  reigns  above,  44 
 
 Give  to  God  immortal  praise,  89 
 
 Give  us  room  that  we  may  dwell,  149 
 
 Glorious  Lord,  with  heavenly  powers,  155 
 
 Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken,  13 
 
 Glory  be  to  God  on  high,  7 
 
 Glory  to  God  on  high,"  23 
 
 Glory  to  God,  our  Saviour  lies,  173 
 
 Glory  to  the  eternal  King,  101 
 God  of  our  salvation,  hear  us,               83—87 
 
 God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way,  206 
 
 God  that  madest  earth  and  heaven,  333 
 
 Go  on  you  pilgrims  while  below,  295 
 
 Go  preach  my  gospel  saith  the  Lord,  265 
 
 Go  teach  the  nations  and  baptize,  213 
 
 Go  with  thy  servant,  Lord,  63 
 
 Grace,  'tis  a  charming  sound,  r9 
 Grace !  'tis  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme,     138 
 
 Gracious  Lord,  this  mcrn,  &c.  11 
 
 Grateful  notes  and  numbers  bring,  204 
 
 Great  God,  the  hearing  ear  impart,  34 
 
 Great  God,  this  sacred  day  of  thine,  47 
 
 Great  God !  what  do  I  see  and  hear !  112 
 
 Great  God,  to  thee  our  voice  we  raise,  116 
 
 Great  God  of  glory  and  of  grace,  124 
 Great  God,  with  wonder  and  with  praise   125 
 
(372) 
 
 Great  God,  at  thy  command,  169 
 
 Great  God  of  wonders,  all  thy  ways,  240 
 
 Great  heir  of  David's  throne,  56 
 
 Great  is  the  Lord,  his  works  of  might,  31 
 
 Great  is  the  Lord  our  God,  46 
 
 Guide  us,  O  thou  great  Jehovah,  26 
 
 HAIL  !  thou  long  expected  Jesus,  25 
 
 Hail !  to  the  Lord's  anointed,  30 
 Hail,  happy  day,  thou  day  of  sacred  rest,  50 
 
 Hailj  morning  known  among  the  blest,  69 
 
 Hail  to  the  Prince  of  life  ancl  peace,  102 
 
 Hail,  mighty  Jesus,  how  divine,  103 
 
 Hail  sacred  truth  whose  piercing  rays,  125 
 
 Hail  God  our  Father,  glorious  King,  146 
 
 Hail  the  day  that  saw  him  rise,  245 
 
 Hail !  thou  happy  morn  so  glorious,  178 
 
 Hail !  sovereign  love  that  first  began,  222 
 
 Happy  the  church,  the  sacred  place,  89 
 
 Hark,  the  herald  angels  sing,  154 
 
 Hark  the  song  of  Jubilee,  149 
 
 Hark  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound,  243 
 
 Hark  from  the  cross  a  voice  of  peace,  179 
 
 Hark  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy,  248 
 
 Hark,  :he  Gospel  trumpet  sounding,  280 
 
 Haste,  O  sinner,  now  be  wise,  227 
 
 Hear,  O  sinner,  mercy  hails  you,  178 
 
 Hear,  the  great  Redeemer  calls  you,  2S4 
 
 Heavenly  rather,  sovereign  Lord,  42 
 
 He  dies,  the  friend  of  sinners  dies,  143 
 
 He  lives,"the  great  Redeemer  lives,  138 
 
 Heralds  of  the  King  of  kings,  152 
 
 Here,  in  the  field— this  world  below,  307 
 
 Here  let  us  see  thy  face,  O  Lord,  142 
 
 Here  will  we  meet  the  Saviour's  poor,  131 
 
 Here  we  behold  the  dawn  of  bliss,  109 
 
 He  shall  countless  blessings  find,  151 
 
 High  in  yonder  realms  of  light,  101 
 His  reconciling  sacrifice, 
 
 Hither,  you  faithful,  haste,  353 
 
(373) 
 
 He  who  on  earth  as  man  was  known, 
 Ho  !  every  one  that  thirsts  draw  nigh, 
 Holy  and  reverend  is  thy  name, 
 Holy  Bible,  thou  art  ours, 
 Hosanna  !  Christ  shall  reign  victorious, 
 Hosanna  to  our  conquering  King, 
 Hosanna  to  our  Saviour  God, 
 Hosanna  to  the  prince  of  life, 
 How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds, 
 How  beauteous  are  their  feet, 
 How  blest  is  our  brother  bereft, 
 How  charming  is  the  place, 
 How  firm  a  foundation,  &c. 
 How  free  and  boundless  is  the  grace, 
 How  gentle  God's  commands, 
 How  great  the  wonders  of  that  cross, 
 How  great,  how  terrible  that  God ! 
 How  happy  are  they, 
 How  heavy  is  the  night, 
 How  honored  is  the  place, 
 How  lovely !  how  divinely  sweet ! 
 How  much  the  drooping  hearts  revive, 
 How  painfully  pleasing,  &c. 
 How  pleasing  to  behold  and  see, 
 How  precious  is  the  book  divine, 
 How  precious  Lord,  the  sacred  word, 
 How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is, 
 How  shall  I  my  Saviour  set  forth, 
 How  still  and  peaceful  is  the  grave, 
 How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight, 
 How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds, 
 How  tedious,  how  tasteless  the  hours, 
 
 How  wondrous  and  great, 
 Humble  souls  that  seek  salvation, 
 Hungry  and  faint  and  poor, 
 How  vain  are  all  things  here  below, 
 IF  stained  with  guilt  and  full  of  fear, 
 I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives, 
 
(374) 
 
 I  long  to  see  the  seasons  come,  199 
 
 I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord,  239 
 
 In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways,  216 
 
 In  all  thy  ways,  O  Lord,  62 
 
 In  expectation  sweet,  97 
 
 Infinite  excellence  is  thine,  264 
 
 In  God  let  all  the  saints  rejoice,  269 
 
 In  Jordan's  wave  the  Baptist  stands,  173 
 
 Inquiring  souls  who  Ions;  to  find,  194 
 
 In  the  dust  we're  doom'd  to  sleep,  51 
 
 In  thy  name,  0  Lord,  assembling,  26 
 
 In  thy  temple  we  appear,  106 
 
 I  see  beyond  the  tomb,  312 
 
 I  send  the  joys  of  earth  away,  356 
 
 Israel  the  desert  trod,  46 
 
 Is  this  the  kind  return,  182 
 
 It  is  the  Lord  enthroned  in  light,  258 
 
 I  would  not  live  always,  326 
 
 JESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun,  16 
 
 Jesus,  O  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace,  38 
 
 Jesus  invites  his  saints,  60 
 
 Jesus  we  love  thy  charming  name,  133 
 
 Jesus  thou  everlasting  King,  142 
 
 Jesus  the  conqueror  reigns,  161 
 
 Jesus,  the  truth,  the  way,  162 
 
 Jesus  my  all  to  heaven  is  gone,  195 
 
 Jesus  mighty  King  in  Zion  21S 
 
 Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul,  156 
 
 Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be,  220 
 
 Jesus'  precious  name  excels,  271 
 
 Jesus,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold,  100 
 
 Jerusalem,  my  glorious  home,  325 
 
 Jerusalem,  my  nappy  home,  63 
 
 KEEP  silence  all  created  things,  122 
 Kindred  in  Christ  for  his  name's  sake,      108 
 
 LAMB  of  God  whose  bleeding  bve,  94 
 
 Let  avarice  from  shore  to  shore,  206 
 
 Let  every  creature  join,  US 
 
(375) 
 
 Let  every  mortal  ear  attend,  253 
 
 Let  others  boast  their  ancient  line,  275 
 
 Let  living  waters  flow,  57 
 
 Let  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those,  218 
 
 Let  party  names  no  more,  118 
 
 Let  saints  obey  their  gracious  Lord,  131 
 
 Let  sinners  take  their  course,  237 
 
 Let  sinners,  Lord,  thy  goodness  prove,  34 
 
 Let  those  instructed  in  the  Lord,  110 
 
 Let  thy  Kingdom,  blessed  Saviour,  318 
 
 Let  us  sing  the  King  Messiah,  275 
 
 Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake,  39 
 
 Light  of  them  that  sit  in  darkness,  79 
 
 Light  of  them  whose  dreary  dwelling,  85 
 
 Like  sheep  we  went  astray,  160 
 
 Lo !  he  cometh,  countless  trumpets,  319 
 
 Lo !  he  comes  with  clouds  descending,  287 
 
 Lo  he  comes  from  the  skies,  65 
 
 Lo  !  the  mighty  God  appearing,  314 
 
 Look  down,  OLord,  with  pitying  eye,  16 
 
 Look  ye  saints,  the  sight  is  glorious,  85 
 
 Look  up  you  saints,  direct  your  eyes,  356 
 
 Love  divine,  all  love  excelling,  302 
 
 Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  87 
 
 Lord  of  hosts,  to  thee  we  raise,  150 
 
 Lord,  though  the  nations  sit  beneath,  95 
 
 Lord,  thy  church  hath  seen  thee  rise,  "  198 
 
 Lord' we  confess  our  numerous  faults,  34 
 
 Lord,  when  together  here  we  meet,  40 
 
 Lord,  we  adore  thy  conquering  grace,  108 
 
 Lord  what  a  wretched  land  is  this,  246 
 
 Lord,  we  come  before  thy  throne,  217 
 
 MANY  woes  had  Christ  endured,  153 
 
 May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour,  83 
 
 May  the  glorious  day  of  promise,  80 
 
 Men  of  God  go  take  your  station,  82 
 
 Methinks  the  last  great  day  is  come,  321 
 
 Meekly  in  Jordan's  ancient  stream,  172 
 
 Mighty  God,  while  angels  bless  thee,  286 
 
(376) 
 
 Mortals  awake  with  angels  join.  75 
 
 Mortals,  the  voice  of  God  regard,  279 
 
 Mourning  sinner,  what  for  these,  285 
 
 My  christian  friends  in  bonds  of  love,  351 
 My  gracious  Redeemer  I  love,  53 
 
 My  soul  repeat  his  praise,  170 
 
 My  son,  know  thou  the  Lord,  236 
 
 My  soul  forsakes  her  vain  delight,  325 
 
 NATURE  in  all  her  thousand  forms, 
 Nature  with  all  her  powers  shall  sing, 
 Now  in  a  song  of  grateful  praise, 
 Now  yesterday's  away, 
 Not  to  condemn  the  sons  of  men, 
 Now  is  the  accepted  time, 
 Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme, 
 Now  letTthe  saints  rejoice  to  sing, 
 Now  dry  up  your  tears, 
 Now  let  thy  servants,  mighty  Lord,  126 
 
 Now  let  all  angels  sound  "on  high,  135 
 
 Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song,  137 
 
 Now  let  our  faith  grow  strong  and  rise,  141 
 Now  to  the  Lord  who  makes  us  know,  142 
 ftow  Jesus,  our  King,  reigns  triumphant,  327 
 Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts,  61 
 
 Not  with  our  mortal  eyes,  163 
 
 O  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul,  169 
 
 O  LAND  of  rest  for  which  I  sigh  170 
 
 O  cease,  thou  wandering  soul,  182 
 
 O  City  of  the  Lord  begin,  336 
 
 O  Father,  let  thy  kingdom  come, 
 
 O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
 
 O  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing, 
 
 O  God  of  truth  and  grace, 
 
 O  God  of  boundless  grace, 
 
 O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past 
 
 O  God  of  Bethel,  by  whose  hand, 
 
 O,  glorious  hope  of  perfect  love 
 
 0  glorious  God  of  grace 
 
(377) 
 
 O  happy  people  who  follow  Jesus,  223 
 
 O  improve  the  day  of  grace  284 
 
 O  Jesus,  the  giver  of  all  we  enjoy,  28 
 O  Jesus  !  the  glory,  the  wonder  and  love,  364 
 
 O  let  thy  word  of  grace,  58 
 
 O  Lord,  our  God,  arise,  97 
 
 O  Lord,  and  will  thy  pardoning  love,  216 
 
 O  Lord,  our  heavenly'King,  163 
 
 O  Love  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art !  72 
 
 O  may  the  orphan  be,  62 
 
 O  praise  ye  the  Lood,  prepare,  &c.  27 
 
 O  praise  the  Lord  with  one  consent,  31 
 
 O  render  thanks  to  God  above,  89 
 
 O  render  thanks  and  bless  the  Lord  91 
 O  tell  me  no  more  of  the  world's  vain  store  352 
 
 O  that  men  their  songs  would  raise,  225 
 
 O  that  I  knew  the  secret  place,  200 
 
 O  thou  in  'whose  presence;  358 
 O  turn  you,  O  turn  you,  for  why  will  you  die  281 
 
 O  what  amazing  words  of  grace  254 
 
 O  when  shall  the  glad  tidings  spread,  32 
 
 O  when  shall  I  see  Jesus,  76 
 
 O  where  shall  rest  be  found,  294 
 
 O  you  chosen  seed,  be  glad,  285 
 Oh  could  we  speak  the  matchless  worth,  116 
 
 Oh  praise  you  the  Lord,  98 
 
 Oh  Zion  his  most  glorious  mount,  297 
 
 0Ter  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness,  82 
 
 One  there  is  above  all  others,  84 
 
 On  the  mountain  top  appearing,  81 
 
 On  this  blest  day  a  brighter  scene,  126 
 
 On  thy  Church,  O  power  divine,  147 
 
 On  Zion's  glorious  summit  stood,  350 
 
 Open,  heavenly  gates,  disclose,  293 
 
 Our  Canaan  is  Immanuel's  ground  j  311 
 
 Our  dear  Redeemer  and  our  Lord,  139 
 
 Our  deepest,  our  devoutest  wish,  126 
 
 Our  faith  looks  up  to  thee,  43 
 
 Our  God,  our  life,  our  love,  66 
 
(378) 
 
 Our  God,  our  portion,  and  our  love,  68 
 
 Our  gracious  Lord  we  own  thy  right,  144 
 
 Our  heavenly  Father,  hear,  164 
 
 Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead,  21 
 
 Our  Maker  and  our  King,  114 
 
 Our  Saviour  bowed  beneath  the  wave,  220 
 
 Our  souls  are  in  his  mighty  hand,  296 
 
 Our  souls  by  love  together  knit,  353 
 
 PEACE  troubled,  soul  whose,  &c.  240 
 
 Pilgrim  burdened  with  thy  sin,  285 
 
 Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair,  204 
 
 Poor  sinful  soul,  approach  this  God,  263 
 
 Poor  sinner,  come,  cast  of  thy  fear,  279 
 
 Poor  sinner  come,  obey  his  voice,  265 
 
 Praise,  everlasting  praise  be  paid,  134 
 
 Praise,  O  praise  the  name  divine,  147 
 
 Praise  to  God— immortal  praise —  148 
 
 Praise  the  Lord— his  glory  bless,  147 
 
 Praise  the  Lord  who  dwells  above,  30 
 Praise  you  the  Lord,  our  hearts  shall  join  144 
 Proclaim,  says  Christ,  my  wondrous  grace  215 
 
 QUICK  as  the  vital  spark  inspires,  127 
 
 RAISE  your  triumphant  songs,  56 
 
 Reform  and  be  immersed,  219 
 
 Rejoice  in  Jesus'  birth,  159 
 
 Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  King,  277 
 
 Rejoice,  O  earth,  the  Lord  is  King,  355 
 Relief  and  peace  above  is  found,              *124 
 
 Religion  is  the  chief  concern,    .  200 
 
 Remember  thy  Creator,  304 
 
 Return,  O  wanderer,  now*return,  231 
 
 Return,  O  wanderer,  to  thy  home,  336 
 
 Rise,  gracious  God  and  shine,  57 
 
 Rise  my  soul,  stretch  out  thy  wings,  94 
 
 Rise,  O  my  soul,  pursue  the  path,  359 
 
 SAFELY  through  another  week,  7 
 
 Salvation,  O  the  joyful  sound,  32 
 
 Salvation  to  God,  almighty  to  save,  29 
 
(379) 
 
 Save  me,  O  God,  the  swelling  floods,  37 
 
 Saviour,  bless  thy  word  to  all,  152 
 
 Saviour,  thy  law  we  love,  210 
 
 Say  who  is  she  that  looks  abroad,  324 
 
 See,  Christian,  see  how  thy  time,  &c.  340 
 
 See  from  Zion's  sacred  mountain,  2S6 
 
 See  how  the  rising  sun,  349 
 
 See  how  the  willing  converts  trace,  214 
 
 See  what  a  living  stone,  171 
 
 Shall  God  invite  you  from  above  ?  179 
 
 Shall  we  go  on  to  sin,  167 
 
 Show  pity  Lord,  O  Lord  forgive,  187 
 
 Since  I  can  read  my  title  clear,  346 
 
 Sing  hallelujah,  praise  the  Lord,  95 
 
 Sing  to  the  Lord  in  cheerful  strains,  115 
 
 Sing  to  the  Lord  above,  213 
 
 Sing  you  redeemed  of  the  Lord,  40 
 
 Sinner !  are  you  still  secure  ?  301 
 
 Sinners,  behold  the  Lamb  of  God,  181 
 
 Sinners,  come  and  taste  with  me,  268 
 
 Sinners,  hear  your  Lord  and  Saviour,  280 
 
 Sinners,  now  awake,  awake,  2S4 
 
 Sinner !  rouse  thee  from  thy  sleep,  177 
 
 Sinners,  the  voice  of  God  regard  181 
 
 Sinners,  turn,  why  will  you~die  1  227 
 
 Sinners,  will  you  scorn  the  message,  230 
 
 Sinners,  who  in  Christ  believe,  257 
 
 Sister,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely,  332 
 
 Softly  now  the  light  of  day,  329 
 
 So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express  140 
 
 Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise,  64 
 
 Songs  anew  of  honor  bring,  7S 
 
 Songs  of  praise  awoke  the  morn,  51 
 
 Son  of  God,  thy  blessing  grant,  155 
 
 Sound,  sound,  the  news  abroad,  132 
 
 Sound  the  loud  timbrel,  338 
 
 Sovereign  of  worlds  above,  313 
 Sovereign  of  worlds !  display  thy  power,  188 
 
 Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord,  157 
 
(380) 
 
 Stoop  down,  ray  thoughts,  that  used  to  rise,  201 
 
 Stop  poor  sinner,  stop  and  wonder,  302 
 
 Stop,  poor  sinner,  stop  and  think,  255 
 
 Stretched  on  a  bed  of  death.  189 
 
 Strike  the  cymbal.  342 
 
 Sweet  is  the  scene  when  Christians  die,  30G 
 
 Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest,  10 
 
 Sweet  the  moment  rich  in  blessing,  84 
 
 Sweet  the  time  exceedins  sweet,  42 
 
 Sons  of  Zion,  350 
 
 THANKS  for  mercies,  Lord,  receive,  103 
 
 That  awful  day  will  surely  come.  311 
 
 That  glorious  day  is  drawing  nigh,  290 
 
 That  day  of  wrath,  that  dreadful  day,  293 
 The  angels  that  watched  round  the  "tomb,  52 
 
 The  day  is  past  and  gone,  348 
 
 The  chariot !  the  chariot.  3  3 
 The  gold  and  silver  are  the  Lord's 
 
 The  glorious  light  of  Zion,  &c,  362 
 
 The  heavens  declare  thy  glory  Lord,!  137 
 
 The  King  of  heaven  his  table  spreads,  35 
 
 The  Lord  ascends  on  high,  123 
 
 The  Lord  is  great,'ye  hosts  of  &c,  334 
 
 The  Lord  is  risen  indeed,  96 
 The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns,                     93—117 
 
 The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns,  165 
 
 The  Lord  of  glory  let  us  praise,  127 
 
 The  Lord  of  fords  and  King  of  kings,  69 
 
 The  Lord  our  God  is  clothed  in  might,  122 
 The  Lord  shall  come,  the  earth  shall  &c  ,315 
 
 The  Lord  the  sovereign  King,  90 
 
 The  Lord,  the  God  of  glory ,"reigns,  249 
 
 The  Lord  who  rules  the  world's" affairs,  20 
 
 The  morning  light  returns  349 
 
 The  peaceful  gates  of  heavenly  bliss,  129 
 
 The  pity  of  the  Lord,  324 
 
 The  poor,  he  says,  you  always  have,  110 
 
 The  present  moment  flies,   '  153 
 The  Prince  of  Salvation  in  triumph,  &c,  241 
 
(381) 
 
 The  Prince  of  Salvation  is  coming,  &c,  315 
 
 The  Saviour  calls,  let  every  ear,  180 
 
 The  Saviour  calls,  let  every  ear,  264 
 
 The  Saviour's  glorious  name,  114 
 
 The  Saviour  lives  no  more  to  die,  139 
 
 The  Saviour  ris'n  to-day  we  praise,  88 
 
 The  Spirit  by  the  word,  234 
 
 The  time  is  short— sinners  beware,  202 
 
 The  volume  of  our  father's  grace,  125 
 
 Thee,  Father,  we  praise,  49 
 
 Thee  we  adore,  eternal  name,  202 
 
 There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest,  299 
 
 There  is  a  realm  so  bright,  so  fair,  20 
 
 There  is  a  glorious  mansion,  360 
 
 There  is  a  flower,  a  beauteous  one,  279 
 
 There  is  a  world  we  have  not  seen,  310 
 
 There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight,  67 
 
 There  is  a  heaven  above  the  skies,  145 
 
 There  is  no  name  among  men,  334 
 
 They  are  gone  to  the  land,  335 
 
 They  who  trust  in  Christ  the  Saviour,  266 
 
 Thine  earthly  rests,  C  Lord  we  love,  44 
 
 This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid,  45 
 This  happy  day  has  fixed  their  choice,      140 
 
 This  is  the  day  the  Lord  has  made,  9 
 
 This  is  the  day  the  first  ripe  sheaf,  71 
 
 This  is  the  glorious  day,  14 
 
 Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave,  339 
 Thou,  Lord,  through  every  changing,  &c,  134 
 
 Thou  soft  flowing  Kedron,  326 
 
 Thou  dying  Lamb!  thy  precious  blood,  45 
 
 Though  troubles  assail,  &c.  27 
 
 Thus  saith  the  Church's  Head,  313 
 
 Thus  saith  the  wisdom  of  the  Lord,  256 
 
 Thy  bounties,  gracious  God,  62 
 
 Thy  name  almighty  Lord,  114 
 
 Time  speeds  away,  337 
 
 Time  is  winging  us  away,  330 
 
 'Tis  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come  176 
 
(  382 ) 
 
 'Tis  darkness  here,  but  Jesus  smiles,  3 17 
 
 'Tis  faith  that  purifies  the  heart,  174 
 
 'Tis  faith  surmounts  these  lower  skies,  175 
 
 'Tis  religion  that  can  give      '  12 
 
 To  bless'thy  chosen  race,  90 
 
 To  bless  thy  chosen  race,  104 
 
 To-day  if  you  will  hear  his  voice,  238 
 
 To  God,  our  strength  your  voice  aloud,  115 
 
 To  God  the  only  wise,  104 
 
 To  him  that  loved  the  sons  of  men,  129 
 
 To  him  who  did  salvation  bring,  48 
 
 To  the  hills  we  lift  our  eyes,     -  94 
 
 To  thy  pastures  fair  and  large,  148 
 
 'Twas  by  an  order  from  the  Lord,  137 
 'T  was  on  tnat  night  when  doomed  to  know  109 
 
 'Twas  on  that  dark  and  doleful  night,  18 
 
 'Twas  Jesus'  last  and  great  command  17 
 
 'Twas  the  commission  of  our  Lord,  211 
 
 UP  to  the  field  where  angels  lie,  187 
 
 VITAL  spark  of  heavenly  flame,  330 
 
 WAKE  the  song  of  Jubilee,  150 
 
 Wak'd  by  the  gospel  trumpet's  sound,  197 
 
 Watchman  tell  us  of  the  night,  329 
 
 We  are  travelling  on  to  God,  285 
 
 We  come  delightful  morn,  93 
 
 Welcome  with  joyful  song,  160 
 
 Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest,  8 
 
 We  lift  our  hearts  to  thee,  161 
 
 We  love  the  sacred  book  of  God,  137 
 We  sing  the  glories  of  thy  love, 
 
 We're  'listed  in  the  holy  war,  145 
 
 What  could  your  Redeemer  do?  223 
 
 What  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page,  33 
 
 What  poor  despised  company'?  205 
 
 What,  poor  sinner,  means  this  sadness?  276 
 
 Whene'er  a  sinner  turns  to  God,  233 
 
 When  Israel  through  the  desert  passed,  16 
 
 When  languor  anddisease  invade,  192 
 
 When  shall  the  voice  of  singing,  305 
 
(353) 
 
 When  shall  we  meet  again. 
 When  thee  we  seek  protecting, 
 When  the  fierce  north  wind, 
 When  th9  spark  of  life  is  waning, 
 When  the  King  of  kings  comes, 
 When  thy  mortal  life  is  fled, 
 When  we  survey  the  wondrous  cross, 
 When  we  the  sacred  grave  survey, 
 
 While  life  prolongs  the  precious  light, 
 
 While  with  ceaseless  courge  the  sun, 
 
 Who  are  those  array'd  in  white? 
 
 Who,  has  our  report  believed? 
 
 Who,  O  Lord,  when  life  is  o'er, 
 
 Why  did  the  nations  join  to  slay, 
 
 Why  do  we  mourn  departed  friends, 
 
 Why  sleep  you  poor  sinner,  awake  &c. 
 
 Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die? 
 
 Why  silent  and  sad? 
 
 Will  you  still  set  alone, 
 
 Within  thy  house,  0  Lord  our  God, 
 
 With  Israel's  God,  who  can  compare, 
 
 With  joy  we  hail  the  sacred  day, 
 
 With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace, 
 
 With  my  substance  I  will  honor, 
 
 With  one  accord  let  all  the  earth, 
 
 With  power  and  glory  let  thy  word, 
 
 With  reverence  let  the  saints  appear, 
 
 YE  dying  pons  of  men, 
 
 Ye  messengers  of  Christ, 
 
 Ye  men  and  angels  witness  now, 
 
 Ye  servants  of  the  Lord, 
 
 Ye  sons  of  Earth  arise, 
 
 Ye  trembling  captives  hear, 
 
 Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 
 
 Ye  who  in  his  courts  are  fouud, 
 
 Yes,  mighty  Saviour,  thou  shalt  reign, 
 
 Yes,  there  are  joys  that  cannot  die, 
 
(384 
 
 YesVe'll  record  the  matchless  love,  143 
 
 Yes,  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking,  79 
 
 You  boundless  realms  of  joy,  113 
 
 You  burdened  souls  to  Jesus  go,  260 
 
 You  drowsy  souls  why  sleep  you  here,  260 
 
 You  needy  souls  arise,  309 
 
 You  sons  of  God  your  tongues  employ,  263 
 You  servants  of  God,  your  master  proclaim  50 
 
 Your  harps,  you  trembling  saints,  61 
 
 ETON,  the  marvellous  story  be  telling,  74 
 
 f  ion,  thrice  happy  place,  117 
 
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