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 BEETHEEN'S 
 
 TUNE AND HYMN BOOK : 
 
 BEING A COMPILATION OF 
 
 SACRED MUSIC 
 
 ADATTED TO ALL THE 
 
 PSALMS AND HYMNS AND SPIRITUAL SONGS 
 
 IN THE 
 
 BRETHREN'S HYMN BOOK. 
 
 CAREFULLY REVISED, REARRANGED AND OTHERWISE IMPROVED. 
 
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 QUINTER & BRUMBAUGH BROTHERS, 
 
 HUNTINGDON, PA. 
 1882. 
 
Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1879, by 
 
 QUINTER & BRUMBAUGH BROTHERS, 
 In the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington. 
 
 PRK88 OP THB NBW ERA, LANCASTER, PA. 
 
PREFACE. 
 
 Thk Brethren's Tune and Ilynin Book was first published by Benjamin Funk and Bro. II. R, 
 llolsinger, in the year 1872; but, as they did not have their work stereotyped, the edition was soon 
 exhausted, and as the Cliurcli had learned the utility of the work, a demand was made for another 
 edition of the book. By this time Bro. Ilplsinger had disposed of his interests in the publishing 
 business and his circumstances did not seem to justify him in publishing another edition. Knowing 
 tlmt there was a growing demand for the work, in the year 1878 we purchased tlie riglit and title of 
 the book, and at once commenced making arrangements to publish another edition. As there were 
 a number of improvements recommended by those especially interested in good chiujch music, we 
 thought it best to have it thoroughly revised, making use of only such tunes as would best harmon- 
 ize with the sentiment of the hymns. In order that our selections might be the best and most ap- 
 propriate, we employed the services of Bro. J. C. Ewing, who has made music a study for years, and 
 is also quite a successful teacher. He did principally all the selecting of tunes and placing tiiem to 
 the proper liymns. A number of the tunes are his own composition, some of which were composed 
 and harmonized tor some special hymns, for whicli no other suitable music could be found. 
 
 To the following gentlemen we tender our thanks for valuable contributions for our work : Dr. 
 Lowell Mason, William B. Bradburj', J. William Suffern. J, H. Leslie, N. Coe Stewart, L. S. Leason, 
 Dr. Geo. If. Root, 1. B. Woodbury, Dr. Thos. Hastings, and others. 
 
 The selection of tunes, we think, embraces all of the best church music in use, both old and new, 
 some entirely new, never having been used before. While we have labored to procure some good 
 new music, we have been especially careful in not omitting any of the good old tunes that have 
 gladdened the hearts of our vener-ible forefathers. The authors of the music, as far as was known 
 by us, will be found in connection with the tunes In the index. 
 
 In the revision we have, also, changed the arrangement so the number of every hymn in this 
 book corresponds to the number of tlie same hymn in the Brethren's Hymn Book and is set in the 
 tame order, so that they can be used together without the least inconvenience in any way. 
 
 We now offer the revised Tune and Hymn Book to the church with the hope that, by its use, life 
 and spirit may be infused into that very important part of our worship, the service of song. Good 
 singing adds greatly to the interest and life of worship, and without it much of the spiritual edifica- 
 tion seems to be lost, no matter how good the preaching may have been. By its general adoption 
 we will not only learn to sing, but we will learn to sing the same hymns, thus bringing about a most 
 desirable uniformity in church music, throughout our great brotherhood. 
 
 The compilers now submit the humble result, of what has been to them a very arduous laboi*, to 
 their own beloved fraternity, with unaffected pleasure, in the simple hope that It may be used In 
 building up our Redeemer's Kingdom in the most holy faith, and that It may be accompanied by 
 the fulness of his power and grace of his Holy Spirit. 
 
TABLE OF CONTENTS. 
 
 I. GOD. Hy?nns. 
 
 Boing and Attributes 1-19 
 
 Names and Relations 20-25 
 
 In Creation 20-29 
 
 . In Providence 30-30 
 
 II. WORSHIP AND PRAISE. 
 
 Public Worship 37-90 
 
 Opening 91-103 
 
 Closing 104-115 
 
 Social Worship 110-122 
 
 Private Devotion 123-129 
 
 The Lord's Day 130-141 
 
 IIL THE HOLY SCRIPTURES... 142-155 
 
 IV. CHRIST. 
 
 The Incarnation 156-164 
 
 Life and Mission 165-178 
 
 Names and Characters , 179-190 
 
 Suffering and Death 191-198 
 
 Resurrection and Glory 199-206 
 
 Second Advent and Reign. . . . 207-224 
 The Judgment 225-228 
 
 V. THE CHURCH. 
 
 Character and Privileges 229-256 
 
 Ministry 257-281 
 
 Council and Conference Meet- 
 ings ..." 282-283 
 
 Baptism 284r-289 
 
 Feet Washing 295-300 
 
 Lovefeast 301-302 
 
 Salutation 303-304 
 
 Communion 305-315 
 
 Fellow.ship and Unity 316-324 
 
 Anointing 323-324 
 
 Church Dedication 325-326 
 
 VI. THE GOSPEL. „^o^of 
 
 Invitation and Warning 327-353 
 
 Repentance 353-372 
 
 The Fall 373-377 
 
 Redemption 378-387 
 
 The Promises 388-394 
 
 The Holy Spirit 395-399 
 
 VII. CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EX- 
 
 PERIENCE 400-566 
 
 VIII. DEATH 567-619 
 
 IX. THE RESURRECTION 620-626 
 
 X. TIME AND ETERNITY 627-642 
 
 XL HEAVEN 643-677 
 
 XII. MEETING AND PARTING. 678-692 
 
 Xm. THE FAMILY. 
 
 Morning 693-700 
 
 Evening 701-713 
 
 Table 714-719 
 
 Parental 720-729 
 
 Youth 730-743 
 
 Marriage 744-745 
 
 XIV. SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 
 
 Fasts 746-749 
 
 Close of the Year 750-751 
 
 New Year 752-753 
 
 The Seasons *754-757 
 
 Thanksgiving 758-762 
 
 Temperance 763-764 
 
 War 765-766 
 
 XV. MISCELLANEOUS 767-818 
 
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 Writes it in flame upon the earth, 
 
 Proclaims it round the skies. 
 
 Is there a God? Hark! from on hif 
 His thunder shakes the poles: 
 
 I hear his voice in every wind, 
 In every wave that rolls. 
 
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 Is there a God? with sacred fear 
 
 I upward turn my eyes; 
 "There is," each glitt'ring lamp of light — 
 
 "There is," my soul replies. 
 
 If such convictions to my mind 
 His works aloud impart, 
 
 O, let the wisdom of his word 
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 He dwells con-ceal'd in ra-diant flame, "Where neither c)''es nor thoughts can reach. 
 They are too dark, and he too bright— iNoth-ing aie they, and God is all. 
 
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 He spoke the wondrous word, and lo, 
 Creation rose at his command; 
 
 "Whirlwinds and seas their limits know. 
 Bound in the hollow of his hand. 
 
 4 There rests the earth, there roll the spheres, 
 There nature leans and feels her prop; 
 But his own self-suflicience bears 
 The weight of his own glories up. 
 
GOD.— HIS BEING 
 
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 1 Up to the Lord, who reigns on hi^rh And views the na-tious from a - far 
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 2 He who can sliake the worlds he nmde, 
 
 Or with his word, or with his rod — 
 His goodness, how ama/injj; great! 
 And what a condescending God! 
 
 3 He overrules all mortal things, 
 
 And manages our mean allairs; 
 On humble souls the King of kings 
 Bestows his counsels and his cares. 
 
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 4 Our sorrows and our tears "we pour 
 
 Into the bosom of our God: 
 He hears us in the mournful hour, 
 And helps to bear the heavy load. 
 
 5 O, could our thankful hearts devise 
 
 A tribute equal to thy grace, 
 To the third heaven our songs should rise 
 And teach the golden harps thy praise. 
 
 1 Great God! how in - fi - nite art thou! What w^orth-less worms are we! 
 
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 tures bow, And pay their praise to thee. 
 
 2 Thy throne eternal ages stood. 
 
 Ere seas or stars were made; 
 Thou art the ever-living God, 
 Were all the nations dead. 
 
 3 Eternity, with all its years. 
 
 Stands present in thy view; 
 To thee, there's nothing old appears; 
 Great God! there's nothing new. 
 
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 The liOrd our God is Lord of all; 
 
 His station who can find? 
 I hear him in the waterfall; 
 
 I hear him in the wind. 
 
 If in the gloom of night I shroud, 
 
 His face I cannot lly; 
 I see him in the evening cloud, 
 
 And in the morning sky. 
 
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 He lives, ho reigns in ev'ry lund. 
 
 From winter's jmlar snows. 
 To where, across the burnint: sand, 
 
 The blasting meteor glows. 
 He smiles, we live; he froAvns, wc die: 
 
 "NVe hanu: up(>n his word; 
 He rears his mighty arm on high, 
 
 We fall before his sword. 
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 Holy and rcv'rcnd is the name 
 
 Of our eternal King; 
 'Thrice holy Lord." the angels cry; 
 
 "Thrice holy," let us sing. 
 
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 ATTRIBUTES. 
 
 2 The deepest rev'ieucc of the mind, 
 Pay, () my soul, to God; 
 
 Lift, with thy hands, a holy heart 
 To his sublime abode. 
 
 3 With sacred awe pronounce his name, 
 Whom words nor thoughts can reach; 
 
 A contrite heart shall please him more 
 Than noblest forms cf speech. 
 
 4 Thou, holy God, preserve my soul 
 From all pollution free; 
 
 The pure in heart arc thy delight. 
 And they thy face shall see. 
 
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 2 Sooner may natures laws reverse, 
 
 Revolving seasons cease their round, 
 Nor spring appear in blooming pride. 
 Nor autumn be with plenty crown'd: 
 
 3 Yon shining orbs forget their course, 
 
 The sun his dcstm'd path forsake; 
 And nature lose her rapid force, 
 Before our God a change can make 
 
 4 Earth may with all her works dissolve, 
 
 (If such her great Creator's will:) 
 But HE forever is the same, 
 1 AMI is his memorial still. 
 
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 1 JEHOVAH is a God of might. 
 
 He fram'd the earth, he built the sky; 
 And what he speaks is surely right, 
 "The strength of Israel will not licl'' 
 
 2 Ye weary souls, with sin opprcss'd, 
 To him in every trouble fly; 
 His promise is, "I'll give you rest," 
 "The strength of Israel will not lie." 
 
 o Then why sink down beneath despair? 
 To Jesus' throne of grace ap])ly; 
 His promise jdead, he'll hear your pray'r, 
 "The strength of Israel will not lie." 
 
 4 Ask what you will in Jesus' name. 
 He never will your suit deny; 
 To save you from the curse be came, 
 "The strength of Israel will not lie." 
 
 •J Behold! I come, most gracious Lord, 
 And on thy promise now rely; 
 In my distress, how sweet this word, 
 ''The strength of Israel will not lie." 
 
GOD.— HIS BEING 
 
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 Ye humble saints, })r()claim abroad 
 
 The honors of a laithtul God; 
 How just and true are all his ways! 
 
 How much above your highest i)raise! 
 The words his sacred lips declare, 
 
 Of his own mind the image bear; 
 What should him tempt, from frailty free, 
 
 Blest in his self-sufficiency! 
 He will not his great self deny; 
 
 A God all truth can never lie; 
 As well might he his being quit, 
 
 As break his oath, or word forget. 
 
 4 Let f righten'd rivers change their course, 
 Or backward hasten to their source 
 Swift through the air let rocks be hurl'd, 
 And mountains like the chafl"be whirPd; 
 
 ') Let suns and stars forget to rise, 
 Or quit their stations in the skies; 
 Let heav'n and earth both i)ass away — 
 Eternal truth shall ncer decay. 
 
 True to his word, God gave his Son, 
 
 To die for crimes which man had done: 
 Blest pledge! he never will revoke 
 A single promise he has spoke. 
 
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 1 In all my vast concerns with thee, 
 
 In vain my soul would try 
 To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee. 
 The notice of thine eye. 
 
 2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys 
 
 My rising and my rest, 
 My public walks, and i)rivate ways, 
 And secrets of my breast. 
 
 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord 
 
 Before they're formed within; 
 And ere my lips pronounce the word. 
 He knows the sense I mean. 
 
 4 O wond'rous knowledge deep and high! 
 
 Where can a creature hide? 
 Within thy circling arms I lie, 
 Beset on every side. 
 
 5 So let thy grace surround me still, 
 And like a bulwark prove. 
 To guard my soul from every ill, 
 Secur'd by sov'reign love. 
 
 11 0. M. 
 
 1 The Lord our God is cloth'd with might, 
 
 The winds obey his will; 
 He speaks, and in his heav'nly hight. 
 The rolling sun stands still. 
 
 2 Rebel, ye waves, and o'er the laud 
 
 With threat'ning aspect roar; 
 
 The Lord uplifts his awful hand. 
 
 And chains you to the shore. 
 
 8 IIowl,winds of night; your force combine: 
 Without his high behest. 
 Ye shall not, in the mountain pine, 
 Disturb the sparrow's uest. 
 
 4 His voice sublime is heard afar— 
 
 In distant peals it dies; 
 He yokes the whirlwinds to his car. 
 And sweeps the howling skies. 
 
 5 Ye nations, bend— in rev'rence bend; 
 
 Ye monarchs, wait his nod, 
 And bid the choral song ascend 
 To celebrate our God. 
 
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 Iq lluid air avjis stayed; 
 Before the -ocean's mighty springs 
 
 Their li(iuid stores display'd. 
 And when the pillars of the world, 
 
 With sudden ruin break, 
 And all this vast and goodly frame, 
 
 Sinks in the mighty wreck; 
 When from her orb the moon shall start, 
 
 Th' astonish'd sun roll back, 
 "While all the trembling starry lamps. 
 
 Their ancient course forsake; 
 Forever permanent and fixed, 
 
 From agitation free, 
 Unchanged in everlasting years, 
 
 Shall thy existence be. 
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 COME, ye that know and fear the Lord! 
 
 And raise your souls above; 
 Let ev'ry voice and heart accord, 
 
 To sing that — God is love. 
 
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 3 This precious truth his word declares. 
 And all his mercies prove; 
 While Christ, th'atoningLamb, appears, 
 To show that — God is love. 
 
 3 Behold, his loving kindness waits 
 
 For those who from him rove. 
 And calls for mercy reach their hearts. 
 To teach them — God is love. 
 
 4 The work begun is carried on. 
 
 By pow'r from heav'n above; 
 
 And ev'ry step, from first to last, 
 
 Proclaims that— God is love, 
 
 5 In all his doctrines and commands, 
 
 His counsels and designs — 
 In ev'ry work his hands have framed, 
 His love supremely shines. 
 
 O! may we all, while here below, 
 This best of blessings prove — 
 Till warmer hearts, in brighter worlds, 
 Shall sing that — God is love. 
 
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 2 Not the high seraph's mighty thought, 
 Who countless j-ears his God has sought. 
 Such wondrous hight or depth can find. 
 Or fully trace thy boundless mind. 
 
 •J Yet, Lord, thy kindness deigns to show 
 All that we mortals need to know; 
 
 While wisdom, goodness, pow'r divine, 
 Through all thy works and conduct shine. 
 
 O, may our souls with rapture trace 
 Thy works of nature and of grace; 
 Adore thy sacred name, and still 
 Press on to know and do thy will. 
 
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 2 "But I descend to worlds below^; 
 
 On earth I have a mansion too; 
 The humble spirit and contrite 
 Is an abode of my delight. 
 
 3 "The humble soul my words revive, 
 
 I bid the mourning sinner live; 
 Heal all the broken hearts I llnd, 
 And ease the sorrows of the mind." 
 
 4 Lord, may thy pard'ning grace be nigh, 
 
 Lest we should faint, despair, and die! 
 Then shall our grateful voice declare. 
 How free thy tender mercies arc. 
 
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 1 ETERNAL God, almighty Cause 
 
 Of earth, and seas, and worlds unknown. 
 All things are subject to thy laws- 
 All things depend on thee alone. 
 
 2 Thy glorious being singly stands, 
 
 Of all within itself possest; 
 By none controU'd in thy commands. 
 And in thyself completely blest. 
 
 3 To thee alone ourselves we owe; 
 
 Let heav'n and earth due homage pay: 
 All other Gods we disavow — 
 
 Deny their claims, renounce their sway. 
 
 4 Worship to thee alone belongs— 
 
 Worship to thee alone we give; 
 
 Thine be our hearts and thine our songs, 
 And to thy glory we would live. 
 
 5 Spread thy great name through heathen 
 Their idol-deities dethrone; [lands. 
 
 Subdue the world to thy comrannds. 
 And reign as thou art — God alone. 
 
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 1 ETERNx\L and immortal King! 
 
 Thy peerless splendors none can bear; 
 But darkness vails seraphic eyes. 
 When God with all his glory's there. 
 
 2 Yet faith can pierce the awful gloom, 
 
 The great Invisible can see; 
 And w ith its tremblings mingle joy. 
 In lix'd regards, great God! to thee. 
 
 3 Then every tempting form of sin. 
 
 Aw'd by thy presence, disappears; 
 And all the glowing, rai)tur'd soul. 
 The likeness it contemplates, wears. 
 
 4 O, ever present to my heart! 
 
 Witness to its extreme desire; 
 Behold, it presses on to thee. 
 
 For it hath caught the heav'nly fire. 
 
 .5 This one petition would I urge: 
 To bear thee over in my sight! 
 In life, in death, in worlds unknown. 
 My only portion and delight. 
 
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 L«t age to age thy right-eous-uess In foug-f of glo - ry sing. 
 Thro' the vrCiole earth his goodness shines, And ev' -ry want sup -plies. 
 
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 3 With longing eyes thj- creatures wait 
 
 On thee for daily fo«xl; 
 Thy lib'ral hand provides them meat, 
 And fills their mouths with good. 
 
 4 How kind, are thy compassions, Lord, 
 
 How slow thine anger moves! 
 But soon he <endshis pard'ning word, 
 To cheer the soul he loves. 
 
 5 Creatures with all their endless race. 
 
 Thy pow'r and praise proclaim; 
 But we who tadte thy richer grace, 
 Delight to bless thy name. 
 
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 YE humble souls approach your God 
 
 Willi pongs of sacred praise; 
 For he is good, iuuuens<'ly good. 
 
 And kind are all his ways. 
 All nature owns his guardian care; 
 
 In liim we live and move: 
 But nobler benefits declare 
 
 The wonder of his love. 
 He gave his Son, his only Son 
 
 To ransom rebel worms; 
 'Tis here he makes his goodness known 
 
 In its diviner forms. 
 To this dear refufre. Lord, we come; 
 
 On this cur hope relies; 
 A safe defense, a peaceful home. 
 
 When storms of trouble rise. 
 Thine eye beholds with kind regard 
 
 Ti.e souls who tru^t in thee; 
 Their humble hope thou wilt reward 
 
 With bliss divinely free. 
 Great God, to thine almighty love 
 
 What honor shall we raise! 
 Not all the raptur'd songs above 
 
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 Bid my uDxious fear subside; 
 Death of death, and hell's destruction! 
 Land me safe on Canaan's side: 
 
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 2 He leads me to the place 
 
 Where heav'nly pasture grows, 
 Where living waters gently pass, 
 And full salvation flows. 
 
 3 If e'er I go astray, 
 
 He doth my soul reclaim. 
 And guides me in his own right way, 
 For his most holy name. 
 
 4 While he affords his aid, 
 
 I cannot yield to fear; 
 Tho' I should walk thro' death's dark 
 My Shepherd's with me there, [shade, 
 
 5 In sight of all my foes. 
 
 Thou dost my table spread; 
 My cup with blessings overflows. 
 And joys exalt my head. 
 
 6 The bounties of thy love 
 
 Shall crown my future days; 
 Nor from thy house will I remove, 
 Nor cease to speak thy praise, 
 
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 1 MY God, my life, my love, 
 
 To thee, to thee I call; 
 I cannot live if thou remove, 
 For thou art all in all. 
 
 2 Thy shining grace can cheer 
 
 This dungeon where I dwell; 
 'T is paradise when thou art here, 
 If thou. depart 't is hell. 
 
 The smilings of thy face, 
 
 How amiable they are! 
 'T is heav'n to rest in thine embrace. 
 
 And no where else but there. 
 
 4 Not all the harps above. 
 
 Can make a heav'nly place. 
 If God his residence remove, 
 Or but conceal his face. 
 
 5 Nor earth nor all the sky 
 
 Can one delight afford, 
 No, not one drop of real joy, 
 Without thy presence. Lord. 
 
 6 Thou art the sea of love, 
 
 Where all my pleasures roll. 
 The circle where my passions move. 
 And center of my soul. 
 
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 1 OUR God, our help in ages past, 
 Our hope for years to come; 
 Our shelter from the stormy blast. 
 And our eternal home: 
 
 3 Under the shadow of thy throne. 
 Thy saints have dwelt secure: 
 Sufficient is thine arm alone. 
 And our defense 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 Thy word commands our flesh to dust, 
 
 "Return, ye sons of men!" 
 All nations rose from earth at first, 
 And turn to earth again. 
 
 5 The busy tribes of flesh and blood. 
 
 With :ill their lives and cares. 
 Are carried downward by the flood, 
 And lost in foU'wiug years. 
 
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 2 Thou art our portion here belo\v, 
 
 Our promised bliss above; 
 Ne'er may our souls an object know 
 So precious as thy love. 
 
 3 When heart and flesh, OLord, shall fail, 
 
 Thou wilt our spirits cheer, 
 Support us through life's thorny vale, 
 And calm each anxious fear. 
 
 4 Yes, thou shalt be our guide through life, 
 
 And help and strength supply; 
 Sustain us in death's fearful strife, 
 And welcome us on high. 
 
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 1 3Iy God, my Father! cheering name! 
 
 O, may I call the mine! 
 Give me the humble hope to claim 
 A portion eo divine. 
 
 2 This only can my fears control 
 
 And bid my sorrows fly; 
 What real harm can reach my soul 
 Beneath my Father's eye? 
 
 3 Whate'er thy providence denies, 
 
 I calmly would resign; 
 For thou art just, and good, and wise- 
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 j Still let me know a Father reigns, 
 
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 1 JEHOVAH'S image brightly shone 
 
 On Eden's lovely pair, 
 And oft, before his gracious throne, 
 They bow'd in praise and pray'r. 
 
 2 With rectitude, as with a robe. 
 
 Their spotless souls were dress'd; 
 With peace abounding, and with joy. 
 They were divinely bless'd. 
 
 3 No self-reproach, no slavish dread, 
 
 Disturb'd their peace within; 
 No frowning storm their path o'erspread 
 While undetiled with sin. 
 
 I 4 Thus souls renew'd by saving grace — 
 Whose sins have been forgiv'n — 
 Behold the smiles of Jesus' face, 
 Andiccl an inward heav'n. 
 
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 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 Our God, whom we adore. 
 Be glory as it was, is now, 
 
 And shall be evermore. 
 
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 1 Since e'er thy loot-stool here below,Such radiant gems are strewn, ") 
 
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 2 If night's bluecTirtain of the sky — 
 
 With thousand stars inwrought! 
 Hung like a royal canopy, 
 
 With glitt'ring diamonds fraught— 
 Ee, Lord, thy temple's outward vail, 
 >\ hat fiplendors at thy shrine must dwell. 
 
 3 The dazzling sun at noon-day hour — 
 
 forth from his flaming vase 
 
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 Flinging o'er earth the golden shower 
 Till vale and mountain blaze — 
 
 But shows, Lord, one beam of thine; 
 
 What, then, the day where thou didst shine! 
 4 0, how shall these dim eyes endure 
 That noon of living rays! 
 
 Or how our spirits, so impute. 
 Upon thy glory gaze! 
 
 Anoint, Lord, anoint oursight. 
 
 And tit us lor that world of light. 
 
 
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 2 Th' unwearied sun from clay to day, 
 Does his Creator's pow'r display, 
 And publishes to every laud, 
 
 The work of an aluiighty hand. 
 
 3 Soon as the ev'ning shades prevail, 
 The moon takes up the wond'rous tale, 
 And nightly to the list'ning earth 
 Repeats the story of her birth. 
 
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 t\'hilc all the stars that round her burn, 
 And all the planets in their turn, 
 routirm the tidings as they roll, 
 And spread the truth from pole to pole. 
 What though in solemn silence all 
 Move round this dark terrestrial ball; 
 
 What though no real voice nor sound 
 Amid their radiant orbs be found: 
 6 In reason's ear they all rejoice, 
 And utter forth a glorious voice; 
 Forever singing as they shine, 
 "The hand that made us is divine!' 
 
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 Their motions speak thy skill; 
 And on the wings of ev'r}- hour 
 We read thy patience stiil. 
 
 3 But when we view thy strange design 
 
 To save rebellious worms, 
 
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 Where justice and compassion join 
 In their divinest forms. — 
 
 4 Here the whole Deity is known, 
 
 Nor dares u creature guess 
 Which of the glories briirhter shone — 
 The justice or the grace. 
 
 5 Now the full glories of the Lamb 
 
 Adorn the heav'nly plains; 
 Bright seraphs learn Immanuel's name, 
 And try their choicest strains. 
 
 G O may I bear some humble part 
 In that immortal song! 
 Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, 
 And love command my tongue. 
 
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 2 The birds without barn or Ftore-house arc fod; 
 J'rom tliem let us learn to trust lor our bread ; 
 His saiuts what is fitting shall neer be denied, 
 So loug as 'tis written, "The Lord will provide." 
 
 3 His call we obey, like Abra'ni of old — 
 
 Not knowing the way , but laith makes us bold ; 
 For tho' wo are strangers, wo have a sure guide, 
 And trust in all dangers, "The Lord will provide."' 
 
 4 When Satan appears to sliut up our path. 
 And fills us with fears, we triumjih by faith ; 
 He cannot take from us, though oft ho has tried. 
 This heart-cheering promise, "The Lord will provide. 
 
 5 Ho tells us we're weak, our hope is in vain — 
 The good that we seek we ne'er shall obtain ; 
 But when such suggestions our graces have tried. 
 This answers all questions, "The Lord will provide, 
 
 6 No strength of our own, or goodness we claim ; 
 Yet since we have known the Savior's great name, 
 In this, our strong tower, for safety we bide; 
 The Lord is our power, "Tue Lord will provide.'' 
 
 7 'When life sinks a pace, and death is in view. 
 The word of his grace shall comtbrt us through ; 
 >.or fearing or doubting, witli Christ on our side. 
 
 We h ope to die thouting, "The Lord will provide." 
 
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 2 Good when he gives — supremely good — 
 
 Nor less when he denies; 
 Afflictions from his sov'reign hand 
 Are blessings in disguise. 
 
 3 Why should we doubt a Father's love, 
 
 So constant and so kind? 
 To his unerring gracious will, 
 Be ev'ry wish resign'd. 
 
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 1 GOD moves in a mysterious way, 
 
 His wonders to perform; 
 He plants his footsteps in the sea, 
 And rides upon the storm. 
 
 2 Deep in unfathomable mines 
 
 Of never-failing skill, 
 He treasures up his bright designs, 
 And works his sovereign will 
 .3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take; 
 The clouds ye so much dread 
 
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 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 every hour: 
 The bud may have a bitter taste, 
 But sweet will be the flower. 
 
 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, 
 
 And scan his work in vain; 
 God is his own interpreter, 
 And he will make it plain. 
 
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 Let God the Father, and the Son 
 
 And Spirit, be adored 
 Where there are works to make him known 
 
 Or Saints to love the Lord. 
 
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 1 Thy w»y, O God, is in the sea; Thy paths I can-not trace, 
 Nor com- pre- h end the my8-te-ry[0mit ]0f thine unbounded grace. 
 
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 Here the dark vails of flesh and sense 
 My captive soul surround: 
 
 Mysterious deeps of providence 
 My inward thoughts confound. 
 
 3 As through a glass I dimly sec 
 
 The "wonders of thy love; 
 IIow little do I know of thee, 
 Or of the joys above! 
 
 4 Though but in" part I know thy will, 
 
 I bless thee for the sight; 
 When will thy love the whole reveal 
 In glory's clearer light? 
 
 5 In rapture shall I then survey 
 
 Thy providence and grace, 
 And spend an everlasting day 
 In wonder, love and praise. 
 
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 i O why despond in life's dark vale? 
 Why sink to fears a prey? 
 Th' Almighty Power can never fail, 
 His love can ne'er decay. 
 
 2 Behold the birds that wing the air. 
 
 Nor sow nor reap the grain; 
 Yet God, with all a father's care, 
 Relieves when they complain. 
 
 3 Behold the lilies of the field — 
 
 They toil nor labor know; 
 Yet royal robes to theirs must yield, 
 In beauty's richest glow. 
 
 4 That God w ho hears the raven's cr}'. 
 
 Who decks the lily's form. 
 Will surely all your wants supply. 
 
 And shield you in the storm. 
 3 Seek first his kingdom's grace to share; 
 
 Its righteousness i)ursue: 
 And all that needs your earthly care, 
 
 He will bestow on you. 
 
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 1 O God of Bethel, by whose hand 
 Thy people still are fed, 
 Who through this weary pilgrimage 
 Hast all our fathers led; 
 
 Our vows, ouri)ray'rs, we now present 
 Before thy throne of grace; 
 
 God of our fathers! be the God 
 Of their succeeding race. 
 
 3 Through each perplexing path of life 
 
 Our waud'ring footstejis guide; 
 Give us each day our daily bread, 
 And raiment fit provide. 
 
 4 O spread thy cov'riug wings around 
 
 Till all our wand'riugs cease. 
 And at our Father's lov'd abode 
 Our souls arrive in peace! 
 
 5 Such blessings from thy gracious hand 
 
 Our humble praj-'rs implore; 
 And thou shalt be our chosen God, 
 And portion evermore. 
 
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 1 HOW are thy servants blest, O Lord, 
 
 How sure is their defense! 
 
 Eternal wisdom is their guide, 
 
 Their help. Omnipotence. 
 
 2 In foreign realms, and lands remote, 
 
 Supported by thy care, 
 Thro' burning climes they pass unhurt 
 And breathe in tainted air. 
 
 3 When by the dreadful tempest borne 
 
 High on the broken wave, 
 They know thou art not slow to hear, 
 Nor impotent to save, 
 
 4 The storm is laid, the winds retire, 
 
 Obedient to thy will ; 
 The sea that roars at thy command, 
 At thy command is still. 
 
 5 In midst of dangers, fears and deaths, 
 
 Thy goodness we'll adore; 
 We'll' i)raise thee for thy mercies past, 
 
 And humbly hope for more. 
 G Our life, while thou preserv'st that life 
 
 Thy sacrifice shall be; 
 And death, when death shall be our lot 
 
 Shall join our souls to thee. 
 
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 by thy aw-ful word, We on - ly live to hon - or thee. We on - ly live to hon - or thee. 
 
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 2 Where is their God? the heathen cry, 
 
 And bow to senseless wood and stone; 
 Our God, wc tell them, fills the sky. 
 And calls ten thousand worlds his own- 
 
 3 Vain gods! vain men! the Lord alone. 
 
 Is Israel's worship, Israel's friend; 
 O fear his power, his goodness own. 
 And love him trust him, to the end. 
 
 4 "Who lean on him, from strength to strength, 
 From light to light shall onward move, 
 Till thro' the grave they pass at length, 
 To sing on high his saving love. 
 
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 1 LORD, what a heav'n of saving grace. 
 Shines thro' the beauties of thy face, 
 And lights our passions to a flame! 
 Lord, how wc love thy charming name! 
 
 2 When I can say my God is mine, 
 When I can feci thy glories shine, 
 I tread the world beneath my feet. 
 And all that earth calls good or great. 
 
 3 While such a scene of sacred joys 
 Our raptur'd eyes and soul employs, 
 Here wc could sit and gaze away 
 A long, nn cvcrlastinir d:;v. 
 
 Well, we shall quickly pass the night, 
 To the fair coasts of perfect light; 
 Then shall our joyful senses rove 
 O'er the dear object of our love. 
 
 5 Send comforts down from thy right hand, 
 While we pass through this barren land; 
 And in thy temple let us see 
 A glimpse of love, a glimpse of thee. 
 
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 2 Thou, tossed upon the waves of care, 
 Ready to sink with deep despair, 
 Here ask relief, with heart sincere, 
 And thou shalt find that God is here. 
 
 3 Thou who hast laid within the grave, 
 Tho^e whom thou hadst no power to save, 
 Now to the mercy-seat draw near. 
 With all thy woes, for God is here. 
 
 4 Thou who hast dear ones far away, 
 In foreign lands 'mid ocean's spray, 
 Pray for them now and dry the tear. 
 And trust the God who listens here. 
 
 Thou who art mourning o'er thy sin, 
 Deploring guile that reigns within, 
 The God of peace is ever near; 
 The troubled spirit meets him here. 
 
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 1 GREAT God, indulge my humble claim; 
 
 Thou art my hope, my joy, m}' rest; 
 The glories that compose thy name. 
 Stand all engag'd to make me blest. 
 
 2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise, 
 
 Thou art my Father and my God! 
 And I am thine by sacred tics, 
 Thy son, thy servant, bought v>ith blood, 
 
 3 "With ready feet I love t' appear 
 
 Among thy saints, and seek thy face, 
 Oft have I seen thy glory there. 
 And felt the power of Sov'rcign grace. 
 
 4 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, 
 
 AV'hile I have breath to pray or pniise, 
 This work shall make my heart rejoice, 
 Throughout the remnant of my days. . 
 
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 1 How did my heart rejoice to hear My friends de-vout-ly say, In Zi - on let us 
 
 2 I loye her gates, I love the road, The church adorn'd with grace, Stands like a pal-lace 
 
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 3 Up to her courts, with jo3's imkuown, 
 The holy tribes repair; 
 
 The Son of David holds his throne, 
 And sits in judgment there. 
 
 4 He hears our praises and complaints, 
 
 And with his awful voice 
 Divides the sinners from the saints: 
 We tremble and rejoice. 
 
 5 Peace be within this sacred place, 
 
 And joy a constant guest; 
 With holy gifts and heavenly grace, 
 Be her attendants blest. 
 
 6 My soul shall pray for Zion still, 
 
 While life or breath remains: 
 There my best friends, my kindred dwell, 
 There God my Savior reigns. 
 
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 2 Great Prophet ot my God, My tongue would bless thy name: By thee the joyful news Of oui salvation came: 
 
 
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 The joyful news ofsin« forgiveti— 01 hell subdu'd, and peace with heaven, Of hell subdu'd and peace with heaven. 
 
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 y\y pattern and my guide; 
 
 And through this desert land, 
 Still keep me near thy side; 
 
 let my feet ne"er run astray, 
 
 4 I love my Shepherd's voice, 5 Should all the hosts of death. 
 
 His watcliful eyes shall keep And powers of hell unknown, 
 
 l\Iy wandering soul among Put their most dreadful forms 
 The thousands of his sheep: Of rage and mischiel on; 
 
 lie feeds his Hock, he calls their names, I shall be safe, for Christ displays 
 
 Nor rove, nor seek the crooked way. His bosom bears the tender lambs 
 
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 We that were doom'd to woe and pain, 
 
 Expos'd to death of ev'ry kind, 
 Through Jesus Christ the Lamb once slain 
 
 Do life, and peace, and pardon find. 
 Shall we forget our Savior's grace, 
 
 Who diedlo save our guilt}' souls! 
 And bring us to his Father's face. 
 
 Where endless i)eace and pleasure rolls 
 
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 May Christ be all in our esteem; 
 Let earthly things be all forgot. 
 
 And counted loss compared with him. 
 Lord Jesus! make us bear in mind 
 
 Thy rich, thy pure redeeming love, 
 Till we shall be forever join'd 
 
 With those that sing thy praise above. 
 
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 His chief Beloved chose, 
 
 And bid him raise our ruin'd race 
 
 From their abyss of woes, 
 Ilis hand no thunder bears, 
 
 No terror clothes his brow. 
 No bolts to drive our guilty souls 
 
 To fiercer flames below 
 'T was mercy fill'd the throne, 
 
 And wrath stood silent by, 
 When Christ was sent with pardons down 
 
 To rebels doom'd to die. 
 Now, sinners, dry your tears, 
 
 Let hopeless sorrow cease; 
 Bow to the scepter of his love, 
 
 And take the offcrd peace. 
 
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 2 Let elders worship at his feet. 
 
 The Church adore around, 
 With vials full of odors sweet. 
 And harps of sweeter sound. 
 
 3 Those are the pray'rs of all the saints. 
 
 And these the hymns they raise: 
 Jesus is kind to our complaints. 
 He loves to hear our praise. 
 
 4 Thou hast redeem'd our souls with blood, 
 
 Hast set the pris'ners free — 
 Hast made us kings and priests to God, 
 And we shall reign with thee. 
 
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 1 COME, heav'nly love, inspire my song. 
 
 With thy immortal tiame; 
 And teach my heart aild teach my tongue 
 The Savior's lovely name. 
 
 2 The Savior! O what endless charms 
 
 Dwell in the blissful sound! 
 Its influence ev'ry fear disarms. 
 And spreads sweet comforts round. 
 
 3 Here pardon, life and joys divine, 
 
 In rich etlusion flow, 
 For guilty rebels, lost in sin, 
 And doomed to dreadful woe. 
 
 4 God,s only Son — stupendous grace! — 
 
 Forsook his throne above, 
 And swift to save our wretched race, 
 He flew on wings of love. 
 
 5 O, the rich depths of love divine, 
 Of bliss a boundless store! 
 Dear Savior, let me call thee mine. 
 I can not wish for more. 
 
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 1 COME, let us all unite to praise 
 
 The Savior of mankind! 
 Our thankful hearts in solemn lays 
 Be with our voices join'd. 
 
 2 But how shall dust his worth declare, 
 
 AVhen angels try in vain! 
 Their faces vail when they appear 
 Before the Son of Man. 
 
 3 O Lord, we can not silent be; 
 
 By love we are constrain'd 
 To ofi:er our best thanks to thee — 
 Our Savior and our Friend. 
 
 4 Though feeble are our best essays, 
 
 Thy love will not despise 
 Our grateful song of humble praise — 
 Our well-meant sacrifice. 
 
 5 Let ev'ry tongue thy goodness show, 
 
 And spread abroad thy fame: 
 Let ev'ry heart with praise o'erflow, 
 And bless thy sacred name! 
 
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 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 Our God, whom we adore, 
 
 Be glory as it was, is now, 
 And shall be evermore. 
 
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 In songs of praise divinely sing; 
 The great salvation loud proclaim, 
 And shout for joy the Savior's name. 
 
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 In cv'ry land begin the song; 
 To cv'ry land the strains belong; 
 In cheerful sounds all voices raise. 
 And fill the wa^rld with loudest praise. 
 
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 Hither by thy help I'm rome ; 
 And I hope, by thy good pleasure, 
 Safely to arrive at home ; 
 
 .Te^us KUght me •when a stranger, 
 Wandering from the fold ot God: 
 
 He, to save my foul from danger, 
 Inteipised his precious bJood. 
 
 0. to grace' bow great a debtor 
 
 Daily Em c< nstrained to)ie! 
 Let that grace. Lord, like a fetter, 
 
 Bind my wandering hf-art to thee, 
 Prone to wander. Lord, I feel it; 
 
 Prone lo leave the God I love ; 
 Here'R my heurt ; Lonl, take and ecsl it 
 
 !Seal it for thv courts above. 
 
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 z 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. 
 
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 4 The Lord forgives' thy sins, 
 
 Prolongs thy feeble breath; 
 He healcth thine infirmities, 
 And ransoms thee from death. 
 
 5 Then bless his holy name, 
 
 Whose grace hath made thee whole 
 AVhose loving kindness crowns thy day 
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 2 Thy love the pow'r of thought bestow'U 
 To thee my thoughts woiikl soar; 
 
 Thy mercy o'er my life has llowM: 
 
 That mercy 1 adore- 
 In each event of life how clear 
 
 Thy ruling hand I see! 
 Each blessing to my soul more dear, 
 
 Oecause couferr'd by thee. 
 In ev'ry joy that crowns my days, 
 
 In ev'ry pain I bear, 
 My heart shall find delight in praise, 
 
 Or seek relief in pray'r. 
 When gladness wings mv favorM hour. 
 
 Thy "love my thoughts shall fill; 
 Resign'd, when storms of sorrow lot\'r, 
 
 My soul shall meet thy will. 
 
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 He is the vine — his hcav'niv root 
 
 Supplies each branch with life and fruit; 
 
 (>! may a lasting union join 
 
 My soul to Christ, the living Vine 
 
 He is the rock — how tirm he i)roves! 
 
 The Rock of Ages never moves; 
 
 liut the sweet streams that from him How, 
 
 Attend us all the journey through. 
 
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 He is the Sun of righteousness, 
 DilVusing light, and joy, and peace; 
 AVhat healing in his beams appears, 
 To chase our clouds and dry our tears! 
 
 6 Yet faintly to us mortals here. 
 His glory, grace, and worth appear; 
 His beauties we shall clearly trace, 
 When we behold him face to face. 
 
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 ," Blest he m.v God for what I Be«, 
 My God for what I liear; 
 I hear such Mesfcd news from heav'n, 
 fvot earih nor hell I lear. 
 
 4 I hear m^y T^rd for ire was born, 
 
 My Lord for me did die ; 
 
 My Lord fur mo did ripe again, 
 
 And did aFrend on high. 
 
 5 On hiph ho sfandf to plead my cauF*, 
 
 And will return acain. 
 And »'ot nio on a pIoriooB throne, 
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 2 With open hand and lib'ral heart, 
 
 Thou wilt oiir wants supply; 
 The needful blessings still impart, 
 And no good thing deny. 
 
 3 Our Father knows what's good and fit, 
 
 And wisdom guides his love; 
 To thine appointments we submit, 
 And evVy choice approve. 
 
 4 In thy paternal love and care, 
 
 With cheerful hearts we trust; 
 
 Thy tender mercies boundless are, 
 
 And all thy thoughts are just 
 
 6 We cannot want while God provides : 
 
 What he ordains, is best: 
 
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 Will give eternal rest. 
 
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 1 WHEN all thy mercies, O my God, 
 
 My rising soul sui veys, 
 Transported with the view, I'm lost 
 In wonder, love, and praise. 
 
 2 Unnumber'd comfurts on my soul 
 
 Thy tender care bestow'd. 
 Before my infant heart conceived 
 From whom those comforts flow'd. 
 
 3 When in the slippery paths of youth, 
 
 With heedless steps I ran. 
 Thine arm, unseen, convey'd me safe, 
 And led me up to man. 
 
 4 Ten thousan<l thousand precious gifta 
 
 My daily thanks employ ; 
 Nor is the loa.st a cheerful heart. 
 That tastes those gifts with joy. 
 
 5 Through every period uf my life, 
 
 Thy goodness I'll pursue; 
 And after ('eath in distant worlds, 
 The glorious theme renew. 
 
 6 Through all eternity, to thoa 
 
 A gratelul song I'll raise. 
 But 0, eternity's too short, 
 To utter all thy praise! 
 
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 Thy grace cm-ploy my hum - ble tongue. Till death and glo - ry raise the song. 
 
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 The wiugs of ev'ry hour shall bear 
 Some thuukful tribute to thine ear, 
 And ev'ry setting sun shall see 
 New works of duly done for thee. 
 Thy truth and justice 111 proclaim; 
 Thy bounty tlows, an endless stream; 
 Thy mercy swift, thine anger slow, 
 But dreadful to the stubborn foe. 
 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds? 
 Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds? 
 Vast and unsearchable thy ways, 
 Vast and immortal be thy praise. 
 
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 1 BLESS, O ray soul the living God; 
 Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad; 
 Let all the pow'rs within me join. 
 In work and worship so divine. 
 
 2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace; 
 His favors claim thy highest praise; 
 Why should ungrateful silence hide 
 The blessings which his hands provide? 
 
 3 'Tis he, my soul, that sent his Son 
 
 To die for crimes which thou hast done; 
 He owns the ransom, and forgives 
 The hourly follies of our lives. 
 
 4 The vices of our mind he heals, 
 
 And cures the pains that nature feels- 
 Redeems the soul from hell, and saves 
 Our wasting lives from threat'ning graves. 
 
 5 Our youth decay'd, his pow'r repairs; 
 His mercy crowns our growing years; 
 He tills our store with ev'ry good, 
 
 And feeds our souls with heav'nly food. 
 
 6 He sees th' oppressor and th' oppress'd. 
 And often gives the sufTrer rest; 
 
 But will his justice more display, 
 In the last great rewarding day. 
 
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 2 Songs of praise awoke the morn. 
 When the Prince of Peace was born: 
 Songs of praise arose, when he 
 Captive led captivity. 
 
 3 Heav'n and earth must pass away, 
 Songs of praise shall crown the day; 
 God will make new heav'nsand earth. 
 Songs of praise shall hail their birth. 
 
 Heav'n with hal-le-lu-jahsrang When Jehovah's 
 
 4 And shall man alone be dumb. 
 Till that glorious kingdom come? 
 No! the church delights to raise. 
 Psalms and hymns and songs of praise. 
 
 5 Saints below, with heart and voice. 
 Still in songs of praise rejoice; 
 Learning here by faith and love. 
 Songs of praise to sing above. 
 
 6 Borne upon the latest breath, 
 Songs of praise shall conquer death; 
 Then amidst eternal joy. 
 Songs of praise their pow'rs employ! 
 
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 Sing we to our God above 
 Praise eternal as his love; 
 Praise him, all ye heav'nly host. 
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
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 2 Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee, 
 
 AVretched wand'rer, far astray! 
 Found thee lost, and kindly brought thee 
 
 From the paths of death away: 
 Praise, with love's devoutest feeling, 
 
 Him who saw thy guilt-born fear, 
 And, the light of hope revealing, 
 
 Bade the blood-stained cross appear 
 
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 Lord, this bosom's ardent feeling 
 
 Vainly would my lips express: 
 Low before thy footstool kneeling, 
 
 Deign thy suppliant's pray'r to bless; 
 Let thy grace, my soul's chief treasure, 
 
 Love's pure frame within me raise: 
 And, since words can never measure. 
 
 Let my life show forth thy praise. 
 
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 2 Lot tliose refijse tObing, 
 
 That never knew our God ; 
 
 But servants of the heav'nly King 
 May ►peak tlieir joyp abroad. 
 
 3 The God that rules cm high. 
 
 That all the earth surveys ; 
 
 That rides upon the stormy sky, 
 
 And calms tlie roaring seas. 
 
 4 This awful God is ours, 
 
 Our Father and our Love; 
 He will send down his beav'nly pow'rs, 
 To carry us above. 
 
 5 The men of grace have found 
 
 Glory begun below ; 
 Celestial Iruitson earthly ground 
 From faith and hope may grow. 
 G Then let our songs abound, 
 And every tear be dry; 
 We're marching through Trnmaouel's ground. 
 To fairer worlds on high. 
 
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 We leave this low - er world a - far, And wait and wor-ship near thy seat. 
 
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 Lord, in the temple of thy gi-ace, 
 We see thy feet, and we adore; 
 
 We gaze upon thy lovely face, 
 And learn the wonders of thy pow'r. 
 
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 ETERNAL Power, whose high abode 
 Becomes the grandeur of a God; 
 Infinite lengths, beyond the bounds 
 Where stars revolve their little rounds. 
 
 3 While here our various wants we mourn, 2 Thee, while the first archangel sings, 
 United groans ascend on high; i He hides his face behind his wings; 
 
 And prayer bears a quick return j And ranks of shining thrones around, 
 
 Of blessings from beyond the sky. j Fall worshiping, and spread the ground. 
 
 4 If Satan's rage and sin grows strong. 
 
 Here we receive somje cheering word; 
 We gird the gospel armor on, 
 To fight the battles of the Lord 
 
 5 Or if our spirit faints and dies 
 
 (Our conscience galVdwith inward stings,) 
 Here doth the righteous Sun arise, 
 With healing beams beneath his wings. 
 
 6 Father, my soul would still abide 
 
 Within thy temple, near thy side ; 
 But if my feet must hence depart, 
 Still keep thy dwelling in my heart. 
 
 DOXOLOGY. 
 
 Praise God from whom all blessings flow. 
 Praise him all creatures here below, 
 
 Praise him above ye heavenly host. 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
 3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do? 
 We would adore our Maker too; 
 From sin and dust to thee we cry. 
 The Great, the Holy and the High! 
 
 4 Earth from afar, has heard thy fame, 
 And wormshave learn'd to lisp thy name; 
 But O, the /ilories of thy mind, 
 
 Leave all our soaring thoughts behind. 
 
 5 God is ia heav'n, and men below; 
 
 Be short our tunes — our words but few! 
 A sacred rev'rence checks our songs, 
 And praise sits silent on our tongues. 
 
 DOXOLOGY. 
 
 To God the Father, God the Son, 
 And God the Spirit, Three in One, 
 Be honor, praise and glory given, 
 By all on earth and all in heaven. 
 
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 And nurtur'd by celestial pow'r, 
 In exercise remain. 
 4 Awake our love, our fear, our hope, 
 Wake fortitude and joy; 
 Vain world, be gone; let things above 
 Our happy thoughts employ. 
 
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 To all around we own, 
 
 Drive each rebellious rival lust, 
 Each traitor from thy throne. 
 
 6 Instruct our minds, our wills subdue, 
 To heav'n our passions raise; 
 
 That hence our lives, our all, may be 
 Devoted to thy praise. 
 
 
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 - With joy shall I behold the day, 
 That calls my thirsting soul away 
 
 To dwell among the blest! 
 For lo! my great Redeemer's powder 
 Unfolds the" everlasting door, 
 
 And leads me to his rest. 
 8 E'en now, to my expecting eyes 
 
 The heav'n-built towers of Salem rise; 
 
 E'en now, with glad survey, 
 I view her mansions that contain 
 The angel forms, a beauteous train, 
 
 Ana shine with cloudless day. 
 
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 1 Thou dear Re - deem - er 
 
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 Hither, from earth's remotest end, 
 Lo! the redeemed of God ascend, 
 
 Their tribute hither bring; 
 Here, crowned with everlasting joy. 
 In hymns of praise their tougues employ, 
 
 And hail th' Immortal King. 
 Let me, blest seat, my name behold 
 Among thy citizens enrolled — 
 
 In thee forever dwell; 
 Let charity my steps attend. 
 My sole companion and my friend, 
 
 And faith and hope farewell. 
 
 Xo mu - sic's like thy charm - ing name. Nor half so sweet can be. 
 
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 O may we ever hear thy voice. 
 
 In mercy to us speak: 
 And in our Priest we wMll rejoice, 
 
 Thou great Melchisedek. 
 Our savior shall be still our theme, 
 
 While in this world we stay. 
 We'll sing our Jesus' lovely name, 
 
 When all things else decay. 
 
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 4 When we appear in yonder cloud. 
 With all the favor'd throng. 
 Then will we sing more sweet, more loud. 
 And Christ shall be our song. 
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 Let God the Father and the Son, 
 
 And Spirit be adored, 
 Where there are works to make him known, 
 Or saints to love the Lord, 
 
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 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. 
 
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 Can feel my smallest woe: 
 Who in each sorrow bears a part 
 That none can bear below. 
 
 4 Jesus! the name I love so well. 
 The name I love to hear! 
 No saint on earth its worth can tell. 
 No heart conceive hovv' dear. 
 
 5 This name shall spread its fragrance still 
 Along this thorny road — 
 Shall sweetly smooth the rugged hill 
 That leads me up to God: 
 
 6 And there, with all the blood-bought throng, 
 From sin and sorrow free, 
 ril sing the new eternal song 
 Of Jesus' love to me. 
 
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 Sing of his' rising power; 
 Sing how he intercedes above, 
 
 For us, whose sins he bore. 
 Sing, till we feel our heart 
 
 Ascending with our tongue; 
 Sing, till the love of sin depart, 
 
 And grace inspire our song. 
 
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 Soon will he call us hence away, 
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 Tel! the world of his dear name 
 That if an}- want his Spirit, 
 He is still the very same: 
 4 lie that asketh, soon receiveth, 
 He that seeks is sure to find. 
 Come, for whosoe'er believeth, 
 He will never cast behind. 
 
 Now our Advocate is pleading; 
 "With his father and our God: 
 Now for u§ he's interceding. 
 As the i)urchase of his blood: 
 
 G Now methinks I hear him praying. 
 Father, save them, I have died: 
 And the Father answers; saying, 
 They are freely justified. 
 
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 2 Jesus, the name that calms our fears, 
 That bids our sorrows cease; 
 'T is music to the sinners ears, 
 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 
 
 He breaks the pow'r of reigning sin, 
 
 He sets the pris'ners free; 
 His blood can make the foulest clean! 
 
 His blood avail'd for me. 
 
 He speaks, and list'ning to his voice, 
 
 New life the dead receive; 
 The mournful broken hearts rejoice, 
 
 The humble poor believe. 
 
 Hear him, ye deaf! his praise, ye dumb, 
 Your loosen'd tongues employ: 
 
 Ye blind, behold your Savior come, 
 And leap, ye lame, for joy. 
 
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 Ye who his eal-va-tion prove, Triumph in ro-deera-in:? love. 
 
 D, C. As to Ca-naau on ye move, Praise and bleas reilfeming love. 
 
 Ye who see the Fa-ther's grace 
 Beaming in the Sav-ior's lace. 
 
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 3 Mourning souls, dry up your tears; 
 Banish all your guilty fears, 
 
 See your guilt and curse remove. 
 Canceled by redeeming love. 
 
 4 Welcome, all by sin opprcss'd, 
 Welcome to his sacred rest. 
 Nothing brought him from above, 
 Nothing but redeeming love. 
 
 5 Hither, then, j'our music bring; 
 Strike aloud each cheerful string; 
 Mortals, join the host above — 
 Join to praise redeeming love. 
 
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 1 CHH^DREN of the heav'niy King, 
 As yc journey sweetly sing: 
 Sing your Savior's worthy praise. 
 Glorious in his works and ways. 
 
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 2 Ye are traveling home to God, 
 In the way the fathers trod; 
 They are happy now — and ye 
 Soon their happiness shall see. 
 
 3 Shout, ye little tlock, and blest; 
 You on' Jesus' throne shall rest: 
 There your seat is now prepared — 
 There your kingdom and reward. 
 
 LOVING KINDNESS. L. M. 
 
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 ) 4 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand 
 On the borders of your land; 
 Jesus Christ, your Father's Son, 
 Bids you undismayed go on. 
 5 Lord obediently we'll go, 
 Gladly leaving all below; 
 Only thou our leader be, 
 And we still will follow thee. 
 
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 2 He saw me ruin'd by the fall, 
 Yet lov'd me notwithstanding all; 
 He sav'd me from ray lost estate. 
 His loving kindness, O how great! 
 
 3 Though num'rous hosts of mighty foes. 
 Though earth and hell my way oppose, 
 He safely leads my soul along, 
 
 His loving kindness, O how strong! 
 
 4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, 
 Has gather'd thick and thunder'd loud, 
 He near my soul has always stood, 
 His loving kindness, O how good! 
 
 I often feel my sinful heart 
 Prone from my Jesus to depart; 
 But though I have him oft forgot. 
 His loving kindness changes not. 
 
 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale, 
 Soon all my mortal pow'rs must fail; 
 O may my last expiring breath. 
 His loving kindness sing in death. 
 
 Then let me mount and soar away 
 To the bright world of endless day, 
 And sing with rapture and surprise 
 His loving kindness in the skies. 
 
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 1 C^me ev' - ry pi-ous heart, That loves the Sav-ior's name, Your no-blest pow'rs exert, 
 
 2 He left his star-ry crown, And laid his robes a- side; On wings of love came down, 
 
 
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 To ccl-e-brate his fame ; Tell all above and all be -low, The debt of love to him you owe. 
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 J3 From the dark grave he rose 
 
 The mansion of the dead; 
 
 And thence his mighty foes, 
 
 In glorious triumph led: 
 Up through the sky the Conq'ror rode, 
 And reigns on high the Son of God. 
 
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 4 Jesus, we ne'er can pay 
 
 The debt we owe thy love, 
 Yet tell us how we may 
 
 Our gratitude approve: 
 Our hearts — our all to thee we give; 
 The gift, though small, do thou receive. 
 
 
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 2 With pitying eyes he view'd our case, And came to save our ru - in'd race; 
 
 We'll sing his love, his good-ness tell, Our Sav - ior hath done all things well. 
 He conquer'd sin and death and hell, Our Je - sus hath done all things well. 
 
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 3 His work how great, his phm how vast! 
 But when it all appears at last, 
 
 It will our highest praise excel, 
 For Jesus will do all things well. 
 
 4 When the creation is restored. 
 And God shall be by all ador'd, 
 How loudly will the triumph swell, 
 Our Jesus hath done all things Mell. 
 
 5 Sin, death and hell, will Christ destroy, 
 And till the universe with joy; 
 
 His love shall then each voice compel 
 To cry — he has done all things well. 
 
 6 All creatures then as one shall join 
 To shout aloud his praise divine — 
 As sacred prophecies foretell — 
 
 And sav — he hath done all things well. 
 
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 1 SAVIOR of men, we bless thy name. 
 
 For thou art good forever more; 
 Thy pow'r and grace we would proclaim, 
 And thine eternal love adore. 
 
 2 Thy glory shall for ever stand, 
 
 Thy truth remains both firm and sure; 
 Our souls we venture in thine hand, 
 And there we know we are secure. 
 
 3 Though troubles come and sorrows rise, 
 
 "NVe^will not fear for God's our aid; 
 111 tidings can not those surprise, 
 Who are upon Jehovah stay'd. 
 
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 4 Glory to Christ, our faithful friend; 
 
 He is the Lord whom angels fear; 
 On him we always would depend, 
 And in his righteousness appear. 
 
 5 We love the Lord our God most high — 
 
 His grace demands our noblest song; 
 All praise to Christ who came to die, 
 To him all glory doth belong. 
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 1 OF him who did salvation bring, 
 I could forever think and sing; 
 Arise, ye needy, he'll relieve: 
 Arise, ye guilty, he'll forgive. 
 
 2 Ask but his grace, and, lo, 't is given ! 
 Ask, and he turns your hell to heaven; 
 Though sin and sorrow wound my soul, 
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 3 To ?hame our sin, he blushed in blood, 
 He closed his eyes to show us God; 
 Let all the world fall down and know 
 That none but God such love can show. 
 
 4 'T is thee I love; for thee alone 
 
 I shed my tears and make my moan: 
 Where'er I am, where'er I move, 
 I meet the object of my love, 
 
 5 Insatiate to this spring I fly; 
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 Ah I who ascainst thy charms is proof? 
 Ah I who that loves can love enough? 
 
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 Like them we never should be tir'd, 
 
 But love and sacrifice. 
 Till we this vail of flesh lay down, 
 
 Accept our weaker lays; 
 And when. O Lord, we reach thy throne. 
 
 We'll join thy nobler praise. 
 
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 4 Thy goodness we behold. 
 
 While in thy presence, Lord; 
 Thy wondrous love and truth unf old- 
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 5 In all our meetings here, 
 
 Our souls are blessed with good; 
 Thou wilt to w^aiting minds be near, 
 And give thy children food. 
 
 6 So will we render praise 
 
 To thee, the God of love; 
 With pleasure walk in all thy ways, 
 Till we shall meet above. 
 
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 Hoard up the precious treasures there, 
 And never with it part. 
 
 4 To seek thee, all our hearts dispose, 
 To each thy blessings suit, 
 And let the seed thy servant sows 
 Produce a copious fruit. 
 
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 now pleasant, how divinely fair, 
 O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are! 
 With long desire my spirit faints 
 To meet th' assemblies of thy saints. 
 
 My soul would rest in thine abode, 
 My panting heart cries out for God; 
 My God I my King! why should I be 
 So far from all my joys and thee! 
 
 Blest are the souls who find a place 
 Within the temple of thy grace; 
 There they behold thy gentler rays, 
 And seek thy face, and learn thy praise. 
 
 Blest are the men whose hearts are set 
 To tind the way to Zions gate; 
 God is their strength, and thro' the road 
 They lean upon their Helper, God. 
 
 5 Bid the refreshing north wind wake, 
 
 Say to the south wind, blow; 
 Let cv'ry plant the pow'r partake. 
 And all the garden grow. 
 
 6 Revive the parch'd with heav'nly show'rs, 
 
 The cold with warmth divine; 
 And as \h2 benefit is ours, 
 Be all the glory thine. 
 
 83 L. M. 
 
 1 O THOU, to whom, in ancient time. 
 
 The lyre of Hebrew bards was strung, 
 Whom kings adored in songs sublime. 
 And prophets prais'd with glowing tongue. 
 
 2 Xot now on Zion's hight alone 
 
 Thy favored worshiper may dwell. 
 Nor where, at sultry noon, thy Son 
 Sat, weary, by the patriarch's well. 
 
 3 From cv'ry plac? below the skies, 
 
 The grateful song, the fervent pray'r. 
 The incense of the heart, may rise 
 To heav'n, and find acceptance there. 
 
 4 O thou, to whom in ancient time. 
 
 The lyre of prophet bards was strung. 
 To thee, at Inst, in ev'ry clime, 
 Shall temples rise, and praise be sung. 
 
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 4 He shines, and I am all delight; 
 
 He hides, and all is pain; 
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 5 O Lord, I love thy service now; 
 
 Thy church displays thy power, 
 But .soon in heav'n I hope to bow, 
 And praise thee evermore. 
 
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 PIERE cares and angry passions cease, 
 
 For saints together meet 
 To spend an hour of prayer and praise 
 
 At their Redeemer's feet. 
 
 3 No sculptured wonders meet the sight, 
 Nor pictured saints appear, 
 Nor storied window's gorgeous light — 
 For God himself is here. 
 
 3 And here are comrades in the war, 
 
 With Satan and with sin. 
 Who now in God's own favor share, 
 And soon their heav'n will win. 
 
 4 Glory to God! who deigns to bles3 
 
 This consecrated day — 
 Unfolds his wondrous promises. 
 And makes it sweet to pray. 
 
 5 Glory to God! who deigns to hear 
 
 The humblest sigh we raise, 
 And answer ev'ry heart-felt prayer, 
 And hears our hymn of praise. 
 
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 That love the nay to Zion's hill- 
 
 3 They go from strength to strength, 
 Through this dark vale of tears, 
 Till each arrives at length, 
 
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 To hush the penitenlial svgh. 
 
 And wipe <tway the mourner's teur. 
 
 4 Blest hour, for where the Lord resorts — 
 Fortastcs of future bliss are giv'n. 
 And mortals find his earthly courts 
 The house of God, the gate of heav'n. 
 
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 It streams from the hills, it decends to the plain. 
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 4 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail; 
 In thee do we trust, nor find thee to fail; 
 Thy mercies how tender, how firm to the end! 
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 3 Send some message from thy word, 
 That may joy and peace afford; 
 Let thy Spirit now impart 
 
 Full salvation to each heart. 
 
 4 Comfort those who weep and mourn, 
 Let the time of joy return! 
 
 Those that are cast down, lift up, 
 Make them strong in faith and hope! 
 
 5 Grant that all may seek and find 
 Thee a gracious God and kind: 
 Heal the sick, the captive free. 
 Let us all rejoice in thee. 
 
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 The people, struck, at once proclaim: 
 "The Lord is God, the Lord alone." 
 
 Like him we mourn an awful day. 
 When more for Baal than God appear: 
 
 Like him, believers, let us pray. 
 And may the God of Israel hear. 
 
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 3 "O God, if I thy servant am, 
 
 It is thy message fills my heart, 
 Now glorify thy holy name, 
 And show this people who thou art. 
 
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 1 WHILE now thy throne of grace we seek 
 • O God! within our spirits speak; 
 For we will hear thy voice to-day, 
 Nor turn our harden'd hearts away. 
 
2 Speak in thy gentlest tone of love 
 Till all our best atlcctioas move; 
 AVe long to hear thy goiule call, 
 And feel that thou art all in all. 
 
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 4 Speak, Father, to the anxious heart, 
 Till ev'ry fear and doubt depart: 
 For Ave can find no home or rest. 
 Till with thy Spirit's whispers blest. 
 
 3 To conscience speak thy quick'ning word, 
 Till all its sense of sin is stirr'd; 
 For we would leave no stain of guile. 
 To cloud the raJiance of thy smile. 
 
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 5 Speak to convince, forgive, console; 
 Childlike we yield to thy controll : 
 These hearts,' too often clos'd before, 
 AVould grieve thy patient love no more. 
 
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 Of mingled praise and pray'r, 
 Are but a worthless sacrifice, 
 Unless the heart is there. 
 
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 Let no vain words intrude; 
 No tribute but the vow sincere — 
 The tribute of the good. 
 
 3 Mv oflTrings will indeed be blest, 
 If sanctified by thee — 
 If thy pure spirit touch my breast 
 AVith its own purity. 
 
 ~ O, may that spirit warm my heart 
 To piety and love, 
 And to life's lowly vale impart 
 Some rays from heaven above. 
 
 1 IN thy great name, O Lord, we come, 
 
 To worship at thy feet; 
 O, pour thy Holy Spirit down 
 On all that now shall meet. 
 
 2 We come to hear Jehovah speak. 
 
 To hear the Savior's voice; 
 Thy face and favor, Lord, we seek; 
 Now make our hearts rejoice. 
 
 3 Teach us to pray, and praise, and hear, 
 
 And understand thy word; 
 To feel thy blissful presence near. 
 And trust our living Lord. 
 
 4 Let sinners now thy goodness prove, 
 
 And saints rejoice in thee; 
 Let rebels be subdu'd by love, 
 And to the Savior fiee 
 
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 1 O Lord, our Ian - guid souls in - spire, 
 
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 Our faint -ing hope to raise; 
 
 
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 Here give the troubled conscience ease, 
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 4 The feeling heart, the melting eye, 
 
 The humble mind bestow; 
 And shine upon us from on high. 
 To make our graces grow. 
 
 5 May we in faith receive thy word, 
 
 In faith present our pray'rs; 
 And in the presence of our Lord, 
 Unbosom all our cares. 
 
 6 And may the gospel's joyful sound, 
 
 Enforc'd by mighty grace. 
 Awaken sinners all around, 
 To come and fill the place. 
 
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 1 THE saints appear to tread the courts 
 
 Of their dear God below; 
 Behold the multitude resorts 
 To hear the trumpet blow. 
 
 2 Lord God! appear for our relief: 
 
 What can we do alone? 
 Come, Savior, banish unbelief. 
 And take us for thine own. 
 
 3 Our eyes, O Lord, are unto thee, 
 
 Assist us, Lord, we pray; 
 O may thy Spirit present be, 
 () Lord, thy pow'r display. 
 
 Jesus, let us thy gospel hear, 
 
 Teach us to know thy voice; 
 Make ev'ry stubborn sinner fear. 
 
 And all thy saints rejoice. 
 5 Come, Lord, nor let us be dismay'd: 
 
 Lord, hear thy people pray; 
 And let thy mercy be display'd 
 
 Among us here this day. 
 
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 1 JESUS, thou dear redeeming Lord, 
 
 Thy blessing we implore; 
 Open the door to preach thy word, 
 The great, effectual door. 
 
 2 Gather the outcasts in, and save 
 
 From sin and Satan's pow'r! 
 And let them now acceptance have, 
 And know their gracious hour. 
 
 3 Lover of souls! thou know'st to prize 
 
 What thou hast bought so dear; 
 Come then, and in thy people's eyes 
 With r.ll thy wounds appear. 
 
 4 Appear, as when of old confess' d — 
 
 The sutl^'ring Son of God; 
 And let us see the in thy vest, 
 But newly dipp'd in blood. 
 
 5 The hardness of our hearts remove. 
 
 Thou who for sin hast died; 
 Show us the tokens of thy love. 
 Thy feet, thy hands, thy side. 
 
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 Let thine ear in love attend; 
 Hear us when thy Spirit pleads, 
 Hear, for Jesus intercedes. 
 
 4 While thy word is heard Mith awe, 
 AVhilc we tremble at thy law, 
 
 Let thy gospel's wondrous love, 
 Ev'ry doubt and fear remove. 
 
 5 From thy house when we return. 
 Let our hearts within us burn; 
 Then, at evening we may say, 
 
 "We have vralked with God to-day." 
 
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 May this be a much-favor'd, hour 
 To souls in Satan's bondage led; 
 
 O, clothe thy Mord with sov'reign pow'r 
 To break the rocks, and raise the dead. 
 
 To mourners speak a cheering word. 
 On seeking souls vouchsafe to shine; 
 
 Let poor backsliders be restor'd, 
 And all thy saints in praises join. 
 
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 THY presence, gracious God, afTord; 
 Prepare us to receive thy word; 
 Now let thy voice engage our ear, 
 And faith be mix'd with what we hear. 
 
 2 Distracting thoughts and cares remove, 
 And lix our hearts and thoughts above; 
 With food divine may we be fed, 
 And satisfied with living bread. 
 
 3 To us th}' sacred word apply. 
 With sov'reign i)Ow'r and energy; 
 And may Me in thy faith and fear, 
 Reduce to practice what we hear. 
 
 4 Father, in us thy Son reveal; 
 Teach us to know and do thy will; 
 Thy saving pow'r and love disj)lay; 
 And guide us to the realms of day. 
 
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 Come bow before the Lord 
 
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 He form'd us by his word. 
 To-day attend his voice, 
 
 Nor dare provoke his rod; 
 Come, like the people of his choice, 
 
 And own your gracious God. 
 But if your ears refuse 
 
 The language of his grace, 
 And hearts grow hard like stubborn Jews, 
 
 That unbelieving race: 
 The Lord, in vengeance drest, 
 
 Will lift his hand and swear, 
 "You that despis'd my promis'd rest, 
 
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 2 "There", said the Savior, "will I be. 
 
 Amid this little company; 
 
 To them unveil my smiling face, 
 • And shed my glories round the place." 
 
 3 We meet, at thy command, dear Lord, 
 Relying on thy faithful word; 
 Now send thy Spirit from above, 
 Now till our hearts with heav'nl}' love. 
 
CLOSING HYMNS. 
 
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 1 LORD, at this closing hour, 
 
 Establish ev'ry heart 
 Upon thy word of truth and pow'r, 
 To keep us when we part. 
 
 2 Peace to our brethren give: 
 
 Fill all our hearts with love; 
 In faith and patience may we live, 
 And seek our rest above. 
 
 3 Through changes bright or drear, 
 
 We would thy will pursue; 
 And toil to spread thy kingdom here, 
 Till we its glory view. 
 
 4 To God, the Only Wise, 
 
 In ev'ry age ador'd, 
 Let glory from the church arise 
 Through Jesus Christ our Lord. 
 
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 1 GOD, by whom the seed is giv'n 
 
 By whom the harvest blest; 
 Whose word, like manna shower'd from 
 Is planted in our breast. [heav'n, 
 
 2 Pr&serve it from the passing feet, 
 
 And plunders of the air; 
 The sultry sun's intenser heat, 
 And weeds of worldly care. 
 
 3 Though buried deep and thinly strewn. 
 
 Do thou thy grace supply; 
 The hope in earthly furrows sown, 
 Shall ripen in the sky. 
 
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 1 EllE to the world again we go. 
 Its pleasures, cares, and idle show, 
 Thy grace, once more, O God, we crave. 
 From folly and from sin to save. 
 
 2 May the great truths wc here have hcard- 
 The lesson of thy holy word — 
 
 Dwell in our inmost bosom deep. 
 xVr.d all our souls from error keep. 
 
 3 O, may the influence of this day. 
 Long as our mem'ry with us stay, 
 And as an angel guardian prove. 
 To guide us to our home above. 
 
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 And the Father's boundless love, 
 With the Holy Spirit's favor, 
 Rest upon us from above. 
 
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 And possess in sweet communion. 
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 As our steps are drawing nearer 
 To the place we call our home, 
 
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 Hope more bright of joys to come; 
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 O may we all with Jesus reign, 
 And always with our Savior be! 
 
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 DISMISS us with thy blessing, Lord- 
 Help us to feed upon thy word; 
 All that has been amiss forgive. 
 And let the truth within us live. 
 
 2 Though we are guilty, thou art good- 
 Wash all our works in Jesus' blood; 
 Give every fettered soul release. 
 And bid us all depart in peace. 
 
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 TO thee our wants are known. 
 From thee are all ourpow'rs; 
 
 Accept what is thine own. 
 And pardon what is ours. 
 
 Our praises. Lord, and pray'rs receive, 
 
 And to the word a blessing give. 
 
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 May the fruits of thy salvation 
 In our hearts and lives abound! 
 Ever faithful, 
 To the truth may we be found! 
 
 re - fresh us, Trav'ling through this wilderness. 
 
 So, whene'er the signal's given; 
 
 Us from earth to call away- 
 Borne on angel's wings to heaven — 
 
 Glad the summons to obey: 
 ]\Iay we ever. 
 Reign with Christ m endless day! 
 
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 Go on, and seek to know the Lord, 
 And practice what you know. 
 
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 And if we meet no more 
 On Zion's earthly ground, 
 
 O may we reach that blissful state 
 Where all thy saints are bound. 
 
 ord, teach us how to pray a-right With rev'rence and with fear: 
 
 hough dust andashesin thy sight, We [Omit Jmsiy, we must draw near: 
 
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 C. M. 
 
 Burden'd with guilt, convinc'd of sin. 
 In weakness, want, and woe — 
 
 Fightings without, and fears within. 
 Lord, whither shall we go? 
 
 God of all grace, we come to thee 
 With broken, contrite hearts; 
 
 Give what thine eye delights to see — 
 Truth in the inward pa^rts. 
 
 4 Give deep humility; the sense 
 
 Of godly sorrow give; 
 A strong, desiring confidence, 
 To hear thy voice and live; 
 
 5 Patience, to watch, and wait, and weep, 
 
 Though mercy long delay; 
 Courage our fainting souls to keep. 
 And trust thee, though thou slay. 
 
 6 Give these, and then thy will be done; 
 
 Thus, strengthened with all might. 
 We, by thy Spirit and thy Son, 
 Shall pray, and pray aright. 
 
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 Your lips forget to move. 
 Ye young! before his throne, 
 
 Come, bow; your voices raise; 
 Let not your hearts bis praise disown, 
 
 Who gives the power to praise. 
 Thou, whose benignant eye 
 
 In mercy looks on all, 
 Who seest the tear of misery, 
 
 And hear'st the mourner's call — 
 Up to thy dwelling-place 
 
 Bear our frail spirits on, 
 Till they outstrip time's tardy pace, 
 
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 To whom his church is dear, 
 
 Delights her gathered flock to sec, 
 Ker joint devotions hear. 
 
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 While here such joys are giv'n? 
 
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 Our eyes be dim with care, 
 These saddening thoughts shall trouble not 
 This holy hour of pray'r. 
 
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 Thy wings shall ii\y petition bear, 
 To him whose truth and faithfulness, 
 Engage the waiting soul to bless; 
 And since he bids me seek his face, 
 Believe his word and trust his grace, 
 I'll cast on him my every care, 
 And wait for thee, sweet hour of pray'r. 
 
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 Sweet hour of pray'r! sweet hour of pray'r: 
 
 May I thy consolation share: 
 
 Till, from Mount Pisgah's lofty hight, 
 
 I view my home, and take my flight: 
 
 This robe of flesh, I'll drop, and rise 
 
 To seize the everlasting prize; 
 
 And shout, while passing through the air. 
 
 Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of pray'r! 
 
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 1 t?PIRIT, Divine! attend our pray'r, 
 
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 Descend with all thy gracious pow'r, 
 O! come. Great Spirit, come! 
 
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 Our emptiness and woe; 
 And lead us in those paths of life 
 Where all the righteous go. 
 
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 Like sacrificial flame; 
 Let our whole souls an offring be 
 To our Redeemer's name. 
 
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 This consecrated hour; 
 May barren minds be taught to own 
 Thy fertilizing power. 
 
 
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 1 TO leave my dear home, and from kindred to part. 
 And RO t..rth an exile, afflicts not my heart. 
 Like tb« ►ad tbou;;ht of pining in absence away 
 From that loTed retreat where I've chosen to pray. 
 
 2 Sweet bower, where the vine and the green iry epread 
 Their clustering brancbea a roof o'er uiy bead; 
 
 How oft have I knelt on the downy turf there, 
 And poured out my soul to the iiavior in prayer! 
 
 3 The lar'ii'j early note I observed aa my bell. 
 To r»;i rre t" duty (rr<m »-leei,"s drowsy sf>ell; 
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 San^ anthems of jtrai^e as I waal fortli to prayer. i 
 
 4 IIow Fweft wore the breezes perfumed by the pine, 
 And ri( h was the breath of the wild eglantine; 
 But sweeter, eweoter, and far richer weie 
 
 The joys that I tasted in answer to prayer. 
 
 5 For Jeens my spirit deigned often to meet, 
 
 And grace with his presence my humble retreat; 
 Oft filled me with rapture and blessedness there, 
 And gave mc a foretaste of heaven in prayer. 
 C Dear bower, I must leave thee — must bid thee adieu. 
 To wander a stranger in scenes that are new; 
 But my gracious Savior resides e%ery where, 
 And can in all places give answer to prayer. 
 
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 2 I love in solitude to shed 
 The penitential tear; 
 And all his promises to plead, 
 Where none but God can hear, 
 
 3 I love to think on mercies past, 
 And future good implore: 
 And all my cares and sorrows cast 
 On him whom I adore. 
 
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 Of brighter scenes in heav'n; 
 The prospect doth my strength renew, 
 While here by tempests driv'n. 
 
 5 Thus when life's toilsome day is o'er, 
 
 May its departing ray, 
 Be calm as this impressive hour, 
 And lead to endless day. 
 
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 2 The mourner, lowly bending, 
 
 Flies to the Savior's feet, 
 And healing balm, descending 
 
 From Mercy's holy seat, 
 The joy, that earth gives never. 
 
 Shed's o'er the troubled breast; 
 And peace that lasts forever, 
 
 Lulls every care to rest. 
 
 3 O, weary child of sadness, 
 
 Pilgrim bereft and lone, 
 Behold the fount of gladness, 
 
 Springing from heaven's throne; 
 Each want and sin confessing. 
 
 On Christ thy burden lay, 
 And learn how rich the blessing. 
 
 Alone with God, to pray! 
 
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 GO when the morning shineth, 
 
 Go when the noon is bright, 
 Go when the eve declineth, 
 
 Go in the hush of night; 
 Go with pure mind and feeling, 
 
 Fling earthly thought away, 
 And, in thy closet kneeling, 
 
 Do thou in secret pray. 
 
 Remember all who love thee, 
 
 All who are loved by thee; 
 Pray, too, for those who hate thee, 
 
 If any such there be; 
 Then for thyself, in meekness, 
 
 A blessing humbly claim, 
 And blend with each petition 
 
 Thy great Redeemer's name. 
 
 3 Or, if 't is e'er denied thee 
 
 In solitude to pray. 
 Should holy thoughts come o'er thee 
 
 When friends are round thy way. 
 E'en then the silent breathing, 
 
 Thy spirit raised above, 
 Will reach his throne of glory, 
 
 Where dwells eternal love. 
 
 4 O, not a jo}^ or blessing 
 
 With this can we compare — 
 The grace our Father gave us 
 
 To pour our souls in prayer: 
 Whene'er thou pin'st in sadness. 
 
 Before his footstool fall: 
 Remember in thy gladness, 
 
 His love who gave thee all. 
 
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 2 O thou great God, whose piercing eye 
 
 Distinctly marks each deep retreat, 
 
 In these sequestered hours draw nigh, 
 
 And let me here thy presence meet. 
 
 Through all the windings of my heart, 
 My search let heavenly wisdom guide, 
 
 And still its radiant beams impart, 
 Till all be known and purified. 
 
 4 Then let the visits of Ihy love 
 
 My inmost soul be made to share. 
 Till every grace combined to prove 
 That God has fixed his dwelling there. 
 
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 2 O season of soft sounds and hues, 
 Of twilight walks among the dews. 
 Of feelings calm, and converse sweet, 
 And thoughts too shadowy to repeat! 
 
 Yes, lovely hour, thou art the time 
 AVhen feelings flow, and wishes climb; 
 When timid souls begin to dare. 
 And God receives and answers prayer. 
 
 4 Then, trembling through the dewy skies, 
 Look out the stars, like thoughtful eyes 
 Of angels, calm reclining there. 
 And gazing on the world of care. 
 
 1 SWEET ev'ning hour! sweet ev'ninghour! 5 Sweet hour! for heavenly musing made, 
 That calms the air and shuts the flower, i AVhcn Isaac walked, and Daniel prayed; 
 That brings the wild bee to its rest, j When Abrah'ms oft'^ring God did own, 
 
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 And I fear that my God is about to depart, 
 
 I come to my closet and find him still there, 
 
 His hands filled with blessings in answer to prayer. 
 
 3 I bless the glad day when his grace I first felt, 
 His mercy then saved me and canceled my guilt; 
 I will visit my closet, and never despair — 
 It was there my Redeemer first answered my prayer. 
 
 4 My Savior is found in all places below: 
 His mercy abounds and his grace overflows: 
 A temple, a closet, I find ev'ry where, 
 And Jesus is waiting to bless me in prayer. 
 
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 1 Sweet is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks and sing; 
 
 2 Sweet is the day of sa - cred rest, No mor-tul cares shall seize my breast; 
 
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 To show thy love by morn-ing light, And talk of all thy truth at night. 
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 3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, 
 And bless his works and bless his word: 
 Thy works of grace, how bright they shine! 
 How deep thy counsels, how divine! 
 
 2 Now from the throng withdrawn away. 
 They seem to breathe a purer air; 
 Composed and softened by the day. 
 All things serener aspect wear. 
 
 4 Lord, I shall share a glorious part, 
 When grace hath well refined my heart. 
 And fresh supplies of joy are shed, 
 Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 
 
 5 Then shall I see, and hear, and know 
 All I desired or wished below; 
 And every power find sweet employ 
 In that eternal world of joy. 
 
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 1 HOW welcome to the saints when press'd 
 With six days' noise, and care, and toil, 
 Is the returning day of rest. 
 
 Which hides them from the world awhile. 
 
 3 Though pinched with poverty at home, 
 Or with afflictions daily fed; 
 It makes amends if they can come 
 To God's own house for heavenly bread. 
 
 4 With joy they hasten to the place. 
 Where they the Savior oft have met: 
 And, while they feast \jpon his grace. 
 Their burdens and their griefs forget. 
 
 5 We thank thee for thy day, O Lord, 
 Here we thy promised presence seek; 
 Open thy hand, with blessings stored, 
 And give us manna for the week. 
 
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 1 WE bless thee for this sacretl day. 
 
 Thou who hast every blessing given, 
 Which sends the dreams of earth away. 
 And yields a glimpse of op'uingheav'n. 
 
 2 Rich day, of holy, thoughtful rest, 
 
 May we improve thy calm repose, 
 And, in God's service truly bless'd. 
 Forget the world, its joys, its woes. 
 
 3 Lord! may thy truth upon the heart 
 
 Now fall, and dwell as heavenly dew. 
 And flow'rs of grace in freshness start 
 Where once the weeds of erroy grew. 
 
 May prayer now lift her sacred wings. 
 Contented with that aim alone, 
 
 Which bears her to the King of kings, 
 And rests her at his shelt'ring throne. 
 
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 Will Sabbaths lost appear. 
 
 That cannot come again! 
 Then, in that hopeless place. 
 
 The wretched soul will say, 
 "I had those hours of grace. 
 
 But cast them all awav." 
 
 To waste these Sabbath hours, 
 
 O, may we never dare; 
 Nor taint with thoughts of ours, 
 
 These sacred days of prayer: 
 But may our Sabbaths here 
 
 Inspire our hearts with love; 
 And prove a foretaste clear 
 
 Of that sweet rest above. 
 
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 HEBRON. 1.. M. 
 
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 3 O bid this tritling world retire. 
 
 And drive each carnal thought away; 
 Nor let me feel one vain desire. 
 One sinful thought, through all the day. 
 
 4 Then, to thy courts when I repair. 
 My soul shall rise on joyful wang. 
 The wonders of thy love declare, 
 And join the strains which angels sing. 
 
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 what a night was that which wrapped A sin - ful world in gloom! 
 
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 Of glory was displayed 
 By God's unbounded love, than when 
 'The universe was made. 
 
 4 lie rose, who hath the nations bought 
 
 With pain and grief extreme: 
 'T was great to speak the %vorld from 
 'T was greater to redeem. [nought; 
 
 5 This day be grateful homage paid, 
 
 And loud hosannas sung; 
 Let gladness dwell in every heart, 
 And praise on every tongue. 
 
 6 Ten thousand joyful lips shall join 
 
 To hail this welcome morn, 
 Which scatters blessings from above 
 On nations yet unborn. 
 
 1 THINE earthly Sabbaths, Lord we love; 
 But there's a nobler rest above; 
 
 To that our longing souls aspire, 
 W^ith cheerful hope and strong desire. 
 
 2 No more fatigue, no more distress. 
 
 Nor sin, nor death, shall reach the place; 
 No groans shall mingle with the songs 
 Which dwell upon immortal tongues; 
 
 3 No rude alarms of angry foes; 
 
 No cares to break the long repose; 
 No midnight shade, no clouded sun, 
 But sacred, high, eternal noon. 
 
 4 O, long-expected day, begin; 
 
 Dawn on these realms of pain and sin; 
 With jo}' we'll tread th' appointed roud, 
 And sleep in death to rest with God. 
 
 
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 4 My willing soul would stay 
 In such a frame as this, 
 Till called to rise and sour away 
 To everlasting bliss. 
 
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 Sweet is the light of Sabbath eve, 
 
 And soft the sunbeams ling'ring there; 
 
 For these blest hours, the world I leave, 
 Wafted on wings of faith and prayer. 
 
 3 The time, how lovely and how still; 
 
 Peace shines and smiles on all below — 
 The plain, the stream, the wood, the hill- 
 All fair with evening's setting glow. 
 
 4 Season of rest! the tranquil soul 
 
 Feels the sweet calm, and melts to lovc- 
 And while these sacred moments roll. 
 Faith sees the smilins? heav'n above. 
 
 Nor will our days of toil be lone. 
 Our pilgrimage will soon be trod; 
 And we shall join the ceaseless soug- 
 The endless Sabbath of our God. " 
 
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 1 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 received. 
 
 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. 
 
 His comforts are the earnest sure 
 Of that same heavenly rest 
 
 Which Jesus entered on, when he 
 Was made for ever blest. 
 
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 "With God's assembly join; 
 Lo, heaven descends to welcome man, 
 To taste the things divine! 
 
 3 We come, dear Savior, lo, we come, 
 
 Lord of our life and soul! 
 We come diseased, and faint, and sick. 
 Be plesised to make us whole. 
 
 4 We thirst and flee to thee, O Lord! 
 
 Thou fountain-head of good! 
 Filthy we come, and all unclean; 
 O cleanse us in thy blood! 
 
 5 O may we please our God to-day; 
 
 May that be all our care! 
 Give, Lord, thy grace, lest evil thoughts 
 Should mingle in our prayer. 
 
 6 Amid th' assembly of thy saints 
 
 Let us be faithful found: 
 And let us join in humble prayer, 
 And in thy grace abound. 
 
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 1 WHEN, O dear Jesus, when shall I 
 Behold thee all serene? 
 Blest in perpetual Sabbath-day, 
 Without a vail between. 
 
 3 Assist me while I wander here. 
 Amidst a world of cares; 
 Incline my heart to pray with love, 
 And then accept my prayers; 
 
 3 Release my soul from every chain, 
 No more hell's captive led 
 And pardon a repenting child. 
 For whom the Savior bled. 
 
 4 Spare me, O God, O spare the soul 
 
 That gives itself to thee; 
 Take all that I possess below, 
 And give Ihyself to me. 
 
 5 Thy Spirit, O my Father, give. 
 
 To be my guide and friend. 
 To light my way to ceaseless joys. 
 Where Sabbaths never end. 
 
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 3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, 
 
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 Sublimer sweets than nature knows, 
 Invite the longing taste. 
 
 4 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice 
 
 Spreads heavenly peace around; 
 And life and everlasting joj^s 
 Attend the blissful sound. 
 
 MOTIEK. L. M. 
 
 
 5 O raay these heavenly pages be 
 My ever dear delight; 
 And still new beauties may I see, 
 And still increasing light! 
 
 G Divine Instructor, gracious Lord! 
 Be thou forever near; 
 Teach me to love thy sacred word, 
 And view my Savior there. 
 
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 2 The law discovers guilt and sin 
 And shows how vile our hearts have been; 
 Only the gospel can express 
 Forgiving love and cleansing grace. 
 
 2 Here mines of knowledge, love and joy, 
 Are opened to our sight: 
 The purest gold without alloy, 
 And sicms divinely bright. 
 
 3 What curses doth the law denounce 
 Against the man that fails but once I 
 But in the gospel Christ appears, 
 Pard'niug the guilt of num'rous years. 
 
 4 My soul, no more attempt to draw 
 Thy life and comfort from the law; 
 Fly to the hope the gospel gives; 
 
 The man that trusts the promise, lives. 
 
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 1 LET worldly men from shore to shore, 
 Their chosen good pursue; 
 Thy word, O Lord, we value more 
 Than treasures of Peru. 
 
 3 The counsels of redeeming grace 
 These sacred leaves unfold, 
 And here the Savior's lovely face 
 Our raptured eyes behold. 
 
 4 Ilere light, descending from above 
 Directs our doubtful feet; 
 Here promises of heavenly love 
 Our ardent wishes meet. 
 
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 5 Our numerous griefs are here redressed, 
 And all our wants supplied; 
 Nought M'c can ask to make us blest 
 Is in this book deuied. 
 
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 1 Impostnro t-hrinks from light. And dreads the curious eye; Kut sacred truths Ihe test invite;They bid m search and try. 
 
 145 
 
 S. M. 
 
 2 O. may we still maintain 
 xV meek, inquiring mind; 
 Assured sve shall not search in vain. 
 But hidden treasures lind. 
 
 3 "With understanding blest, 
 Created to be free, 
 Our faith on man we dare not rest — 
 Subject to none but thee. 
 
 4 Lord, give the light we need; 
 With soundest knowledge fdl; 
 From noxious error guard our creed, 
 From prejudice our will. 
 
 5 The truth thou shall impart, 
 May we with firmness own- 
 Abhorring each evasive art, 
 And fearing thee alone. 
 
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 Come, though with purifying fire, 
 
 And desolating sword. 
 Thou of all nations the desire! 
 
 Earth waits thy cleansing word. 
 
 4 Struck by the lightning of thy glance, 
 Let old oppressions die; 
 Before thy cloudless countenance 
 Let fear and falsehood fiy. 
 
 5 Anoint our eyes with healing grace, 
 To see, as ne'er before, 
 Our Father in our brother's face, 
 Our Maker in his poor. 
 
 Flood our dark life with golden day; 
 
 Convince, subdue, enthrall: 
 Then to a mightier yield thy sway, 
 
 And Love be all in all. 
 
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 Precious word, 111 hide thee here! 
 Sure my very heart will bless thee, 
 
 For thou ever say'st, "Good cheer!" 
 Speak, my heart, and tell thy pond'rings; 
 
 Tell how far thy rovings led, [ings, 
 
 AVhen this book brought back thy wand'r- 
 
 tSpeaking life as from the dead! 
 
 Yes, sweet Bible! I will hide thee 
 
 Deep, yes, deeper in this heart; 
 Thou through all my life wilt guide me, 
 
 A.nd in death we will not part! 
 Part in death! no, never, never! 
 
 Through death's vale I'll lean ou thee; 
 Then, in brighter worlds, for ever, 
 
 Sweeter far thy truths shall be. 
 
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 A large ee - tate that soul has got, Who buys the [Omit J truth, and 8ell8 it not. 
 
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 2 Truth, like a diamond, (^hine9 most fair, 
 More rich than prarle and rubies are, 
 More worth than gold and silver coin, 
 O nmy it ever in us thine ! 
 
 3 "Tib truth that hindo, and truth makeB free, 
 And bets the eonl at liberty 
 From sin and Satan > heavy chain, 
 And then within the licartdoth reign. 
 
 4 They have a freedom then indeed, 
 That dotli all freedom elne exceed; 
 Freedom from guilt, freedom from woe. 
 And never more shall bondage know. 
 
 5 happy thoy, who in their youth 
 
 Are brought to know and love the truth ! 
 For none but those whom truth makes free, 
 Can e'er enjoy their liberty. 
 
 6 Truth, like a girdle lot ns wear. 
 And always keep it clean and fair; 
 And never let it once l>o told. 
 That truth by us was ever sold. 
 
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 1 Pre-cioua Bi - Lie ! what a treas-ure Does tLc word of God af- ford; AH I want for life or pleasurw, 
 
 2 Food to which the world's a stranger, Here niy hungry soul en -j >ys; Of ex-cess there is no dan-ger. 
 
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 3 When my faith is faint and sickly, 
 Or when satan wounds my mind; 
 
 Cordials to revive me quickly, 
 Healing medicines here I tind: 
 
 To the promises I flee, 
 
 Each affords a remedy. 
 
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 4 In the hour of dark temptation, 
 Satan cannot make me j'ield; 
 For the word of consolation 
 Is to me a mighty shield: 
 While the scripture-truths are sure. 
 From his malice I'm secure. 
 
 
 1 God in the gos - pel of his Son, Makes his e - tor - nal counsels known; 
 
 'Tis here his rich - est mcr - cy shines, And truth is drawu in fair - est lines. 
 
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 1 GOD in the gospel of his Son, 
 Makes his cterbal counsels known; 
 T is here his richcsi mercy shines, 
 And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 
 
 Wisdom its dictates here imparts. 
 To form our minds, to cheer our hearts; 
 Its influence makes the sinner live; 
 It bids the drooping saints revive 
 
 Our raging passit)ns it controls, 
 And comfort yields to contrite souls; 
 It brings a better -world in view, 
 And guides us all our journey through. 
 
 May this blest volume ever lie, 
 Close to my heart and near my eye, 
 Till life's last hour my soul engage, 
 And be my chosen heritage. 
 
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 To cleanse us fr«m our faults? 
 May not the works of sov'reign grace 
 Transcend our feeble thoughts? 
 
 3 What if the gospel bids us fight 
 
 With flesh, and self, and sin? 
 
 The prize is most divinely bright, 
 
 Which we are called to win? 
 
 4 What if the foolish and the poor 
 
 His glorious grace partake? 
 This but confirms his truth the more. 
 For so the prophets spake. 
 
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 5 Do some that own his sacred name, 
 
 Indulge their souls in sin? 
 Jesus should never bear the blame; 
 His laws are pure and clean. 
 
 6 Then let our faith grow firm and strong; 
 
 Our lips profess his word; 
 Nor blush, nor fear to walk among 
 The men that love the Lord. 
 
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 Our God, whom we adore, 
 Be glory as it was, is now, 
 
 And shall be evermore. 
 
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 To guide them thro' the drea - ry waste, And les - sen the fa-tigues they bore. 
 
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 2 Such is thy glorious word, O God! 
 
 'Tis for our light and guidance giv'n; 
 It sheds a lustre all abroad, 
 And points the path to bliss and heav'n. 
 
 3 It fills the soul with sweet delight, 
 And quickens its inactive pow'rs: 
 It sets our wand' ring footsteps right- 
 Displays thy love and kindles ours. 
 
 4 Its promises rejoice our hearts; 
 Its doctrines are divinely true; 
 Knowledge and pleasure it imparts; 
 It comforts and instructs us too. 
 
 Ye favored lands, that have this word, 
 Ye saints, who feel its saving pow'r. 
 Unite your tongues to praise the Lord, 
 And his distinguished grace adore. 
 
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 1 GOD'S law demands our living faith, 
 Not a gaunt crowd of lifeless creeds; 
 Its warrants is a firm ''God saith;" 
 Its claim, not words, but actual deeds. 
 
 2 Yet, Lord, forgive; thy simple law 
 
 Grows tarui.shed in our earthly grasp; 
 Pure in itself, without a flaw. 
 It dims in our too worldly clasp. 
 
 We handle it with unwashed hands; 
 
 We stain it with unhallowed breath; 
 We gloss it with device of man's, 
 
 And hide thine image underneath. 
 
 4 Forgive the sacrilege, and take 
 
 From off our souls th' unworthy stain; 
 And show us, for thy Son's dear sake, 
 Thy pure and perfect law again. 
 
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 1 UPON the gospel's sacred page, 
 
 The gathered beams of ages shine; 
 And, as it hastens, every age 
 But makes its brightness more divine. 
 
 2 On mightier wings, in loftier flight, 
 
 From year to year does knowledge soar; 
 And, as it soars, the gospel light 
 
 Adds to its influence more and more. 
 
 3 More glorious still, as centuries roll, 
 
 New regions bless'd,new pow'rsunf url'd. 
 Expanding with th' expanding soul, 
 Its waters shall o'erflow the world; 
 
 4 Flow to restore, but not destroy; 
 
 As when the cloudless lamp of day 
 Pours out its flood of light and joy, 
 And sweeps each ling'ring mist away. 
 
 1 'T WAS by an order from the Lord, 
 The ancient prophets spoke his word 
 His Spirit did their tongues inspire, 
 
 And warm'd their hearts with heav'nly nre. 
 
 2 The works and wonders which they 
 
 wrought, 
 Confirmed the messages they brought: 
 The prophet's pen succeeds his breath, 
 To save the holy words from death. 
 
 3 Great God! mine eyes with pleasure look 
 On the dear volumn of thy book; 
 There my Redeemer's face I see, 
 
 And read his name who died for me. 
 
 4 Let the false raptures of the mind 
 Be lost and vanish in the wind; 
 Here I can fix my hopes secure — 
 This is thy word, and must endure. 
 
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 Now, ye saints, his grace admire, 
 Swell the song with holy fire. 
 
 3 God with us! O wondrous grace! 
 Let us see him face to face; 
 That we may Immanuel sins, 
 As we ought, our God and King. 
 
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 2 Brightest and best of the sons ot the morning, 
 Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thy aid ; 
 Star of the ¥.&st, the horizon adorning, 
 Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 
 ■] Cohl on his cradle the dew-drops are shining, 
 Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall : 
 Angels adore hirn in slumbers reclining, 
 Maker, and Monarch, and Savior of all ! 
 
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 4 Say, shall we yield him in costly devotion, 
 
 Odors of Eden, and offrings divine; 
 Gems from the mountain, and pearls from the ocean, 
 Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine ? 
 
 5 Vainly we offer e.ig fh's richest oblation. 
 
 Vainly with gold would his favor eecuro; 
 Richer, by far, is the heart's adoration. 
 Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor ! 
 
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 Let us lind our rest in thee! 
 Israel's strength and consolation, 
 Hope of all the earth thou art. 
 Dear desire of every nation, 
 Joy of every longing heart. 
 
 Born thy people to deliver, 
 
 Born II child, and yet a King; 
 Born to reign in us for ever, 
 
 Now thy gracious kingdom bring; 
 By thine own eternal Spirit, 
 
 Rule in all our hearts alone: 
 By thine all-sufficient merit, 
 
 Raise us to thy glorious throne. 
 
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 Let men their songs employ; [plains. 
 While fields and floods, rocks hills and ' 4 He rules the world with truth and grace. 
 
 Repeat the soundmg joy. And makes the nations prove 
 
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 Nor thorns infest the ground; I And wonders of his love. 
 
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 3 He comes the prisoners to release, 
 
 In Satan's bondage held: 
 The gates of brass before him burst, 
 The iron fetters yield. 
 
 4 He comes, from thickest films of vice 
 
 To clear the mental ray. 
 And on the eyes oppressed with night, 
 To pour celestial day. 
 
 5 He comes the broken heart to bind 
 
 The bleeding soul to cure, 
 And with the treasure of his grace, 
 T' enrich the humble poor. 
 
 6 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, 
 
 Thy welcome shall proclaim; 
 And heaven's eternal arches ring, 
 With thy beloved name. 
 
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 1 All hail, hap-py day, When enrobed in our clay, The Re-deem-er ap-peared up-on earth; 
 
 2 Ye an - gels of* God, Sound his prais-es a-broad, And acknowledge him J A 11, the I AM; 
 
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 IIow can we refrain To u - nite in the strain, And to liail our Im - man - ii - el's birth. 
 We al • so will join In a hymn so cli - vine, Giv-ing glo - ry to God and the Lamb I 
 
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 3 O may the return 
 Of this once blessed morn 
 
 Be forever remembered with joy: 
 Sweet accents of praise 
 All our voices shall raise; 
 
 Hallelujah shall be our employ. 
 
 4 Let echo prolong 
 
 The harmonious song — 
 Hallelujah.'? again and again: 
 
 He kindles the fire, 
 
 Whom the nations desire, 
 And to him we devote the glad strain. 
 
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 Now is the word made fle^h, and dwells among us; 
 come, and let tia worship at hia feet. 
 
 3 Shout his almighty name, ye choirs of angels? 
 And let the ceiential courts liis praise repeat; 
 Unto our God be glory in the highest ; 
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 And glory shone around, And glory shone around. 
 
 Andglo-ry shone a-round, And glo-ry shone a-round. 
 
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 "Fear not," said he, for mighty dread 
 Had seized their troubled mind; 
 
 ''Glad tidings of great joy I bring 
 To 3'ou and all mankind. 
 
 3 "To you, in David's town this day 
 Is born, of David's line, 
 The Savior, who is Christ the Lord, 
 And this shall be the sifrn: 
 
 4 "The heavenly Babe you there shall find, 
 To human view dis])layed. 
 All meanly wrapped in swathing bands. 
 And in a manger laid." 
 
 Thus spake the seraph; and forthwith 
 
 Appeard a shining throng 
 Of angels, praising God, who thus 
 . Addressed their joyful song: 
 
 6 "All glory be to God on high. 
 And to the earth be ])eace; 
 Good will, henceforth, from heav'n to men, 
 Begin, and never cease." 
 
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 1 TO us a child of hope is born, 
 To us a Son is given; 
 ' Him shall the tribes of earth obej^ 
 Him all the hosts of heaven. 
 
 2 His name shall be the Prince of Peace, 
 Forevermore adored, — 
 The Wonderful, the Counpellor, 
 The great and mighty Lord. 
 
 3 His power increasing, still shall spread: 
 His reign no end shall know; 
 Justice shall guard his throne above, 
 And peace abound below. 
 
HIS LlYE AND MISSION. 
 
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 1 Je - sus, the name high o - ver all, In hell, or earth, or sky; An-gels and 
 
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 3 O that the world might taste and see 
 
 The riches of his grace! 
 The anus of love that compass me, 
 Would all mankind embrace. 
 
 4 Ilis only righteousness I show, 
 
 His saving truth proclaim: 
 'T is all my business here belovv, 
 To cry, "Behold the Lamb'." 
 
 5 Happy, if with my latest breath, 
 
 I may but gasp his name! 
 Preach him to all, and cry, in death, 
 ''Behold, behold the Lamb!" 
 
 166 c. M. 
 
 1 THE Savior, what a noble flame. 
 
 Was kindled in his breast. 
 When hasting to Jerusalem, 
 He marched before the rest. 
 
 2 Good will to men, and zeal for God 
 
 His every thought engross; 
 He longs to be baptized with blood, 
 He pants to reach the cross. 
 :j With all his sufTrings full in view. 
 And woes to us unknown. 
 Forth to the task his spirit fiew; 
 'T was love that urged him on. 
 4 Lord, we return thee what we can; 
 Our hearts shall sound abroad 
 Salvation to the dying Man, 
 And to the rising God. 
 
 5 And while thy bleeding glories here 
 Engage our wondering eyes, 
 We learn our lighter cross to bear, 
 And hasten to the skies. 
 
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 1 HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
 In a believer's ears! 
 
 It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds. 
 And drives away his fears. 
 
 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole. 
 And calms the troubled breast; 
 
 'T is manna to the hungry soul, 
 And to the weary rest. 
 
 3 Dear name! the Rock on which I build. 
 My Shield and Hiding? Place; 
 
 My never failing treasury, filled 
 With boundless stores of grace. 
 
 4 Jesus, my Shepherd, Husband, Friend, 
 i My Prophet, Priest, and King, 
 
 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; 
 i But when I see thee as thou art, 
 I I'll praise thee as I ought. 
 
 C Till then I would thy love proclaim 
 With every fleeting breath; 
 And may the music of thy name 
 Refresh my soul in death. 
 
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 2 Amidst the house of God 
 
 Their ditierent vvoiks were done: 
 Moses a faithful scrviiut stood, 
 But Christ a faithful Son. 
 
 3 Then to his new commands, 
 
 Be strict obedience paid; 
 O'er all his Father s house he stands. 
 The sovereign and the head. 
 
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 4 The man that durst despise 
 
 The law that Moses brought. 
 Behold, how terribly he dies, 
 For his presumptuous thought. 
 
 5 But sorer vengeance falls 
 
 On that rebellious race, 
 Who hate to hear when Jesus calls. 
 And dare resist his grace. 
 
 
 1 Je - sus wept! those tears are o - ver, But his heart is still the same: 
 Kinsman, Friend, and El-der Broth-er, Is his ev - er - last - ing name. 
 
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 1 Jesus wept! those tears are over, 
 
 But his heart is still the same: 
 Kiusman, Friend, and Elder Brother, 
 Is his ever lasting name. 
 
 Savior, who can love like thee? 
 
 Gracious One on Bethany! 
 
 2 When the panirs of trial seize us, 
 
 "When the waves of sorrow roll, 
 I will lay my head on Jesus — 
 Pillow of the troubled soul. 
 Truly, none can feel like thee, 
 Weeping One of Bethany! 
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 3 Jesus wept, and still in glory 
 
 He can mark each mourner's tear- 
 Living to retrace the story 
 
 Of the hearts he solaced here. 
 Lord, when I am called to die, 
 Let me think of Bethany! 
 
 4 Jesus wept! the tear of sorrow 
 
 Is a legacy of love; 
 Yesterday, to-day, to-morrow, 
 lie the same shall ever prove. 
 Thou art all in all to me, 
 Living One of Bethany! 
 
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 2 He came, not in 
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 2 AVhene'er the angry passions rise, 
 
 And tempt our thoughts or tongues to 
 On Jesus let us fix our eyes, [strife, 
 
 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 those the rules by which we live! 
 
 To do his heavenly Father's will, 
 Was his employment and delight; 
 
 Humility and holy zeal 
 Shone through his life divinely bright. 
 
 Dispensing good where'er he came 
 The labors of his life were love; 
 
 If then we love the Savior's name, 
 Let his divine example move. 
 
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 2 The Son of God in tears, 
 
 The wondering angels see; 
 Be thou astonished, O, my soul, 
 He shed those tears for thee. 
 
 3 lie wept that we might weep, 
 
 Each sin demands a tear; 
 In heaven alone no sin is found 
 And there's no weeping there. 
 
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 1 HOW sweetly flowed the gospel sound 
 From lips of gentleness and grace, 
 
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 AVhen listening thousands gathered round, 
 And joy and gladness tilled the place! 
 
 2 Christ came from heav'n ;()f heav'n he spoke ; 
 To heav'n he led his followers' way; 
 
 Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke, 
 Unvailing an immortal day. 
 
 3 "Come, wand'rers, to my Father's home; 
 Come, all ye weary ones, and rest;" 
 
 Yes, sacred Teacher, we will come, 
 Obey thee, love thee, and be blest. 
 
 4 Decay, then, tenements of dust; 
 Pillars of earthly pride decay; 
 
 A nobler mansion waits the just, 
 And Jesus has prepared the way. 
 
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 THOU art the Way; to thee alone 
 From sin and death we flee; 
 
 And he who would the Father seek. 
 Must seek him, Lord, through thee. 
 
 Thou art the Truth; thy word alone 
 
 True wisdom can impart; 
 Thou only canst instruct the mind, 
 
 And purify the heart. 
 
 3 Thou art the Life; the rending tomb 
 
 Proclaims thy conquering arm; 
 And those who put their trust in thee, 
 Nor death uor hell shall harm. 
 
 4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life 
 
 Grant us to know that way. 
 That truth to keep, that life to win, 
 Which lead to endless day. 
 
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 1 My dear Re-deem-er, and my Lord, I read my du - ty in thy word; 
 
 2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal. Such deference to thy Father's will, 
 
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 3 Could mountains and the midnight air 
 
 Witnessed the fervor of thy prayer; 
 The desert thy temptations knew, 
 Thy conflict and the victory, too. 
 
 4 Be thou my pattern; may I bear 
 More of thy gracious image here; 
 Then God, the Judge, shall own ray name 
 Among the followers of the Lamb. 
 
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 1 BEHOLD, the blind their sight receive! 
 Behold, the dead awake and live. 
 
 The dumb speak wonders, and the lame 
 Leap like the hart, and bless his name. 
 
 2 Thus doth th' eternal Spirit own 
 And seal the mission of the Son; 
 The Father vindicates his cause. 
 While he hangs bleeding on the cross. 
 
 3 He dies — the heav'ns in mourning stood; 
 He rises, by the power of God; 
 Behold the Lord ascending high, 
 
 No more to bleed, no more to die. 
 
 4 Hence and forever from my heart 
 I bid my doubts and fears depart; 
 And to those hands my soul resign, 
 AVhich bears credentials so divine. 
 
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 1 HOW beautious were the marks divine, 
 That in thy meekness used to shine; 
 That lit thy lonely pathway, trod 
 
 In wondrous love, O Son of God. 
 
 2 O, who like thee — so calm, so bright, 
 So pure, so made to live in light? 
 
 O, w^ho like thee did ever go 
 
 So patient through a world of woe. 
 
 3 O, who like thee so humbly bore 
 The scorn, the scoffs of men, before 
 So meek, forgiving. God-like, high, 
 So glorious in humility. 
 
 4 The bending angels stooped to see 
 The lisping infant clasp thy knee, 
 And smile, as in a Father's eye, 
 Upon thy mild divinity. 
 
 5 And death, which sets the prisoners free, 
 Was pang, and scoff, and scorn to Thee; 
 Yet love through all thy torture glowed. 
 And mercy with the life-blood flowed. 
 
 6 O, in thy light be niine to go. 
 Illuming all my way of woe: 
 And give me ever on the road 
 
 To trace thy footsteps. Son of God! 
 
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 And flew to my relief; 
 For me he bore the shameful cross, 
 And carried all my grief. 
 
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 And all the joys I have; 
 He makes me triumph over death, 
 And saves me from the grave. 
 
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 o Once on the raging boas I rode, 
 
 The storm was loud, the night was daik ; 
 The ocean yawned and rudely blowed 
 
 The wind that tossed my fonnd'ring bark. 
 4 Deep horror then my vitals froze. 
 
 Death-struck, I ceased the title tu Etem ; 
 When suddenly a Star arose — 
 It wNo the Star r>f BethI»'hom. 
 
 5 It was my guide, my light, my all: 
 
 It bade my dark forebodings cease; 
 And through the sturni and danger's thrall, 
 It led me to the i>ort ol peace. 
 
 6 Now safely moored — my peril's o'er, 
 
 I'll sing first in night's diadem, 
 for ever uud for ever more, 
 
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 His wondrous power to save. 
 2 Of men great skill pos-eess-ing, I thought a cure to gain, 
 
 But that proved more distiessiug, [Omit ] And added to my pain; 
 
 Aud all my hopes were crostied. 
 
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 Next door to death he found me, And plucked me Irom the grave, To tell to all a- round me, 
 Borne said that nothing ailed me, Some gave me up for lost; Thus e\e- ry lef- uge failed me, 
 
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 3 At length this great Physician— 
 
 How matchless is his power — 
 Accepted my petition, 
 
 And undertook my cure; 
 First gave me sight to view him, 
 
 For sin my sight had sealed. 
 Then bid me look unto him, 
 
 1 looked, and I was healed. 
 
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 4 A bleeding, dying Jesus, 
 
 Seen by an eye of faith, 
 At once from sin he frees us 
 
 And faves our souls from death. 
 Come, then, to this Physician, 
 
 His help he'll freely give; 
 He makes no hard condition, 
 
 'Tis only— Look and live. 
 
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 Hide me, O my Savior, 
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 Hangs py helpless soul on thee; 
 Leive, ah ! leave me not alone, 
 
 Still support and comfort me ; 
 All my trust on thee i.s stayed. 
 
 All my help from thee I bring. 
 Cover my defenseless head 
 
 With tho shadow of thy wing. 
 Thou, Christ, art all I want. 
 
 More than all in thee I find ; 
 Raise the fallen, cheer the faint. 
 
 Heal the sick and lead tht* blind. 
 
 Just and holy is thy name, 
 I am all unrighteoupness, 
 
 Vile and full of sin I am, 
 Thou art lull of truth and grace. 
 
 4 Plenteous grace with thee is found 
 
 Grace to pardon all my sin — 
 Let the healing stream abound ; 
 
 Make and keep me pure within ; 
 Thou of life the fountain art, 
 
 Freely U-t me take <>( thee : 
 Spring thou up within my heait, 
 
 RIso to all eternity. 
 
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 Yes, o'er me, o'er me he watchetb, 
 Ceaseless watcheth, night and day; 
 
 Yes, e'en rae, e'en me he snatcheth 
 From the perils of the way. 
 
 3 Yes, for me he standeth })leading. 
 At the mercy seat above; 
 Ever for me interceding, 
 Constant in untiring love. 
 
 1 Yes, in mc abroad he sheddeth 
 Joys unearthly, love and light; 
 And to cover me he sprcadeth 
 His paternal wing of night. 
 
 ~) Yes, in mc, in me he dwellcth; 
 I in him, and he in me! 
 And my empty soul he filleth. 
 Here and through eternity. 
 
 ^ Thus I wait for his returning, 
 JSinging all the way to heaven: 
 Suf h the joyful song of morning, 
 J^uch the tranquil song of ev'n. 
 
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 1 ONE there is above all others, 
 
 Well deserves the name of friend; 
 Ilis is love beyond a brother's. 
 Costly, free, and knows no end. 
 
 2 Which, of all our friends, to save us, 
 
 Could or would have shed his blood? 
 But this Savior died to have us 
 Reconciled in him to God. 
 
 3 When he lived on earth abased. 
 
 Friend of sinners was his name; 
 Now above all glory raised. 
 He rejoices in the same. 
 
 4 O! for grace our hearts to soften! 
 
 Teach us. Lord, at length to lovc; 
 We, alas! forget too often. 
 What a Friend we have above. 
 
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 Praise the Father, earth and heaven. 
 Praise the Son, the Spirit praise. 
 
 As it was, and is, be given 
 Glory through eternal days. 
 
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 2 When from the dust of death I rise, 
 To take my mansion in the skies — 
 
 Thus Abraham, the friend of God, 
 Thus all the armies bought with blood, 
 Savior of sinners, thee proclaim! 
 Sinners, of whom the chief 1 am. 
 
 4 This spotless robe the same appears 
 When ruined nature sinks in years: 
 No age can change its glorious hue; 
 The robe of Christ is ever new. 
 
 5 O let the dead now hear thy voice! 
 Bid, Lord, thy banished ones rejoice; 
 Their beauty this, their glorious dress, 
 Jesus, the Lord, our righteousness. 
 
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 Can fulfill the law's demands; 
 Could my zeal no respite know, 
 Could my tears for ever flow. 
 All for sin could not atone; 
 Thou must save, and thou alone. 
 
 3 Nothing in my hand I bring, 
 Simply to thy cross 1 cling; 
 Naked, come to thee for dress, 
 
 Helpless, look to thee for grace; 
 Foul, I to the fountain fly, 
 Wash me. Savior, or I die. 
 
 While I draw this fleeting breath. 
 When my heart-strings break m death, 
 When I soar to worlds unknown. 
 See thee on thy judgment-throne. 
 Rock of ages, cleft for me, 
 Let me hide myself in thee. 
 
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 1 WITH joy we meditate the grace 
 
 Of our faigh Priest above; 
 His heart is full of tenderness: 
 His bosom glows with love. 
 
 2 Touched with a sympathy within, 
 
 He knows our feeble frame: 
 He knows what sore temptations mean, 
 For he has felt the same 
 
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 And in his measure feels afresh 
 What every member bears. 
 
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 His mercy and his power; 
 We shall obtain delivering grace 
 In each distressing hour. 
 
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 2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb 
 
 Takes all our sins away; 
 A sacrifice of nobler name, 
 And richer blood than they. 
 
 3 My faith would lay her hand. 
 
 On that dear head of thine, 
 While like a penitent I stand, 
 And there confess my sin. 
 
 My soul looks back to see 
 The burdens thou didst bear 
 
 When hanging on the cursed tree, 
 And hopes her guilt was there. 
 
 Believing, we rejoice 
 
 To see the curse remove; 
 We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice. 
 
 And sing his bleeding love. 
 
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 1 Jc - sus! the ver-y thought is sweet; In that dear name all heart-joys meet; 
 
 2 Ko word is sung more sweet than this; No name is heard more full of bliss; 
 
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 3 Jesus, the hope of souls forlorn! 
 How good to them for sin that mourn; 
 To them that seek thee, O how kind! 
 But what art thou to them that find? 
 
 4 No tongue of mortal can express, 
 No letters write its blessedness; 
 Alone, who hath thee in his heart 
 Knows, love of Jesus, what thou art. 
 
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 3 Thou wondrous Advocate with God! 
 
 I yield myself to thee: 
 While thou art sitting on thy throne, 
 O Lord: remember me. 
 
 4 I own I'm guilty, own I'm vile, 
 
 Yet thy salvation's free; 
 Then in thy all-abounding grace, 
 O Lord! remember me. 
 
 5 Howc'er forsaken or distressed, 
 
 Howe'er oppressed I be, 
 Howe'er afflicted here on earth, 
 Do thou remember me. 
 
 6 And when I close my eyes in death. 
 
 And creature helps all flee. 
 Then, O my great Redeemer, God! 
 I pray, remember me. 
 
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 2 He ever lives above, 
 
 For me to intercede; 
 With his redeeming love, 
 
 His precious blood to plead; 
 His blood was spilt for all our race. 
 And sprinkles now the throne of grace. 
 
 3 Five bleeding wounds he bears. 
 
 Received on Calvary; 
 They pour eflectual prayers, 
 
 They strongly speak for me: 
 Forgive him, O forgive! they cry, 
 Nor let that ransomed sinner die! 
 
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 4 The Father hears him pray, 
 
 His dear anointed one; 
 He can not turn away 
 
 The presence of his Son; 
 His Spirit answers to the blood. 
 And tells me, 1 am born of God. 
 
 5 To God I'm reconciled. 
 
 His pard'ning voice I hear. 
 He owns me for his child, 
 
 I can no longer fear; 
 With confidence I now draw nigh. 
 And Father, Abba Father, cry! 
 
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 2 On me, as thou art dying, 
 
 O, turn thy pitying eye; 
 To thee for mercy crying, 
 
 Before thy cross I lie. 
 Thine, thine the bitter passion; 
 
 Thy pain is all for me; 
 Mine, mine the deep transgression; 
 
 My sins are all on thee. 
 
 3 What language can I borrow 
 
 To praise thee, heavenly Friend, 
 For all this dying sorrow, 
 Of all my woes the end? 
 
 O, can I leave thee ever? 
 
 Then do not thou leave me- 
 Lord, let me never, never 
 
 Outlive my love to thee. 
 
 Be near when I am dying; 
 
 Then close beside me stand; 
 Let me, while faint and sighing, 
 
 Lean calmly on thy hand: 
 These eyes, new faith receiving, 
 
 From thee shall never move," 
 For he who dies believing, 
 
 Dies safely — in thy love. 
 
 MOUNT OLIVET. 
 
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 3 'T is midnight — and, for others' guilt, 
 The Min of sorrows weeps in blood; 
 Yet He who hath in anguish knelt, 
 Is not forsaken by his God. 
 
 4 T is midnight — and, from ether-plains, 
 Is borne the song that angels know; 
 Unheard by mortals are the strains 
 That sweetly soothe the Savior's woe. 
 
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 2 Was it for crimes that I have 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 God's own Son was crucified 
 For man the creature's sin. 
 
 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face 
 
 While his dear cross appears, 
 Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, 
 And melt mine eyes to tears, 
 
 5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 
 
 The debt of'love I owe: 
 Here, Lord, I give myself away; 
 'T'is all that I can do. 
 
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 1 Sweet the moments, rich in bless-ing, Which be - fore the cross I spend; 
 
 2 Here I'll sit for - ev - er view - ing Mer-cy's streams, in streams of blood, 
 
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 3 Truly blessed is this station, 
 
 Low before his cross to lie; 
 
 "While I see divine compassion 
 
 Floating in his languid eye. 
 
 4 Here it is I find my heaven. 
 
 While upon the cross I gaze; 
 Love I much? I'm more forgiven — 
 I'm a miracle of grace. 
 
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 5 Love and grief my heart dividing, 
 
 With my tears his feet I'll bathe, 
 Constant still in faith abiding. 
 Life deriving from his death. 
 
 6 May I still enjoy this feeling. 
 
 In all need to Jesus go: 
 Prove his wounds each day more healing, 
 And himself more fully know. 
 
 WARE. 
 
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 1 Did our Im - man-uel die for us, To save such poor, re-bell-ious men? 
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 2 All human language wants a name 
 
 For this unfathomed, wondrous love: 
 This pure, immortal, fervent flame, 
 Spnmg only from the God above. 
 
 3 What can we add, our speech is faint; 
 
 We sink beneath the pond'rous load; 
 This love no eloquence can paint; 
 'T is grand; 't is worthy of a God. 
 
 4 O'erwheimed with this abyss of love; 
 We stand astonished at the grace 
 That brought the tSavior from above, 
 To die for all the fallen race. 
 
 Did our Immanuel die for us? 
 
 What more can be by sounds exprest? 
 For sinners Christ was made a curse : 
 
 Eternity must tell the rest. 
 
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 1 BEHOLD the Savior of mankind 
 Nailed to the shameful tree! 
 How vast the love that him inclined, 
 To bleed and die for thee! 
 
 Hark, how he groans! while nature shakes, 
 And earth's strong pillars bend; 
 
 The temple's vail in sunder breaks, 
 The solid marbles rend. 
 
 3 'Tis done! the precious ransom's paid, 
 Receive my soul! he cries: 
 See where he bows his sacred head, 
 He bows his head, and dies. 
 
 4 But soon he'll break death's pow'rful chain, 
 And in full glory shine! 
 O Lamb of God! was ever pain 
 Was ever love like thine V 
 
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 1 Stretched on the cross the Savior dies, Hark! his ex - pir - ing groans a - rise; 
 
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 See, from his hands, his feet, his side, Runs down the sa - cred crim-son tide. 
 
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 2 But life attends the deathful sound, 
 And flows from every bleeding wound; 
 The vital stream, how free it flows, 
 To cleanse and save his rebel foes! 
 
 3 Can I survey this scene of woe, 
 Where mingling grief and wonder flow 
 And yet my heart unmoved remain, 
 Insensible to love or pain? 
 
 4 Come, dearest Lord, thy grace impart. 
 To warm this cold, this stupid heart, 
 Till all its powers and passions move 
 In melting grief and ardent love. 
 
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 L. M. 
 
 1 HE dies, the Friend of sinners dies! 
 
 Lo! Salem's daughters weep around! 
 A solemn darkness vails the skies, 
 A sudden trembling shakes the ground. 
 
 2 A conflict with the powers of hell. 
 
 Your Savior did for you sustain; 
 He nobly fought, but ah! he fell! 
 
 Break, heart of flint! the Lamb is slain. 
 
 3 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! 
 
 4 The rising Lord forsakes the tomb! 
 
 (The tomb in vain forbids his rise!) 
 Cherubic legions guard him home, 
 And shout him welcome to the skies! 
 
 5 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell 
 How high our great Deliv'rer reigns; 
 Sing how he spoiled the hosts of hell, 
 And led the monster Death in chains. 
 
 6 Say, "Live for ever, wondrous King! 
 Born to redeem, and strong to save!" 
 Then ask the monster, "Where's thy sting? 
 And Where's thy vict'ry, boasting Grave?" 
 
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 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; 
 Praise him, all creatures here below; 
 Praise him above, ye heavenly host; 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
CilRIST-lllS RESURRECTION AND GLORY. 
 
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 1 "Christ, the Lord, is ris'n to - daj," Sons of men and an - gels say: 
 
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 2 Love's redeeming work is done, 
 Fought the fight, the battle won; 
 Lol 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 gate of hell; 
 Death in vain forbids his rise, 
 Christ hath opened Paradise. 
 
 4 Lives again our glorious King! 
 "Where, O death, is now thy sting?" 
 Once he died our souls to save: 
 "Where's thy victory, boasting grave' 
 
 •5 Hail the Lord of earth and heaven I 
 Praise to thee by both be given! 
 Thee we greet triumphant now, 
 Hail: the Resurrection — Thou! 
 
 200 
 
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 I OUR Lord is risen from the dead, 
 Our Jesus is gone up on high; 
 The powers of hell are captive led, 
 Dragged to the portals of the sky 
 
 2 There his triumphal chariot waits, 
 And angels chant the solemn lay; 
 Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates! 
 Ye everlasting doors, give way! 
 
 3 Loose all your bars of massy light. 
 And wide unfold 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'erthrew, 
 And Jesus is the Conqu'ror's name. 
 
 5 Lo! his triumphal chariot waits. 
 
 And angels chant the solemn lay; 
 Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates! 
 Ye everlasting doors, give way! 
 
 6 Who is the King of glory?— Who? 
 
 The Lord, of boundless might posscst. 
 The King of saints and angels too, 
 Lord over all, for ever blest. 
 
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 1 MARY to the Savior's tomb, 
 
 Hasted at the early dawn; 
 Spice she brought and sweet perfume, 
 
 But the Lord she loved had gone. 
 For a while she lingering stood, 
 
 Filled with sorrow and surprise; 
 Trembling w^hile a crystal flood 
 
 Issued from her weeping eyes. 
 
 2 But her sorrows quickly fled. 
 
 When she heard his welcome voice: 
 Christ has risen from the dead : 
 
 Now he bids her heart rejoice; 
 What a change his word can make, 
 
 Turning darkness into day, 
 Ye who weep for Jesus' sake, 
 
 Pie will wipe your tears aAvay. 
 
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 1 SING praise! the tomb is void 
 
 Where the Redeemer hiy; 
 Sing of our bonds destroyed 
 Our darkness turned to day. 
 
 2 Weep for your dead no more; 
 
 Friends,' be of joyful cheer; 
 Our star moves on before, 
 Our narrow path shines clear. 
 
 3 He who so patiently, 
 
 The crown of thorns did wear- 
 He hath gone upon high; 
 Our hope is with him there. 
 
 4 Now is his truth revealed, 
 
 His majesty and might; 
 The grave has been unsealed; 
 Christ is our life and light. 
 
 5 lie who for men did weep; 
 
 Sutler, and bleed, and die- 
 First fruits of them that sleep — 
 Christ has gojie upon high. 
 
 G His victory hath destroyed, 
 
 The shafts that once could sla}- 
 Sing praise! the tomb is void 
 Where the Redeemer lay. 
 
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 1 Ye hum-ble souls, that seek the Lord, Chase all your fears a - way; 
 3 Thus low the Lord of life was brought; Such wonders love can do; 
 
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 Which throbb'd and bled for you. 
 
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 3 A moment give a-loose to grief — 
 
 Let grateful sorrows rise; 
 And wash the bloody stains away 
 With torrents from your eyes. 
 
 4 Then dry your tears, and tune your songs, 
 
 The Savior lives again; 
 Not all the bolts and bars of death 
 The Couq'ror could detain. 
 
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 5 High o'er th' angelic bands he rears 
 
 His once dishonor'd head; 
 And, thro' uunumber'd years he reigns, 
 Who dwelt among the dead. 
 
 6 With joy like his shall every saint . 
 
 His empty tomb survey; 
 Then rise, with his ascending Lord, 
 To realms of endless day. 
 
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 2 Behold, th' angelic bands 
 la full assembly meet, 
 To wait his high commands. 
 
 And worship at his feet. 
 Joyful they come, and wing their way 
 From realms of day, to Jesus' tomb. 
 
 Then back to heaven they fly, 
 The joyful news to bear; 
 
 Hark! as they soar on high, 
 What music fills the air! 
 Their anthems say, "Jesus, who bled. 
 Hath left the dead: he rose to-day." 
 
 4 Ye mortals, catch the sound — 
 Rcdeem'd by him from hell — 
 And send the echo round 
 
 The globe on which you dwell; 
 Transported, cry, "Jesus, who bled. 
 Hath left the dead, no more to die." 
 
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 1 Be - bold, the bright morning ap -pears, And Je - sus revives from the grave; 
 
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 His ris - ing re-moves all our fears, And sho^vs him al - might - y to save. 
 
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 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 suffered for sin. 
 
 The Man that was crowned with thorns, 
 The Man that on Calvary died, 
 
 The Man that bore scourging and scorns. 
 Whom sinners agreed lo deride — 
 
 4 Now blessed for ever is made, 
 And life has rewarded his pain: 
 Now glory has crowned his head: 
 We sintr of the Lamb that was slain. 
 
 5 Believing, wc share in his joy; 
 By faith we partake in his rest; 
 With this we can cheerfully die. 
 For with liim we hope t j be blest. 
 
 6 When he shall appear in the sky, 
 To take us to mansions of rest; 
 
 We'll join the bright chorus on high, 
 And lean evermore on his breast. 
 
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 1 3IY 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: 
 
 To see them incessantly thine. 
 
 My boundless, ineffable joy. 
 
 3 He freely redeemed with his blood 
 
 My soul from the confines of hell. 
 To live on the smiles of a God, 
 
 And in his sweet presence to dwell: 
 
 4 To shine with the angels in light, 
 
 With saints and with seraphs to sing; 
 To view with eternal delight. 
 My Jesus, my Savior, and King! 
 
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 1 Lift your glad voices in triumph on high, For Jesus hath risen, and man shall not die 
 
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 He burst from the fetters of darkness that bound him, Resplendent in glory to live and to save ; 
 
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 LIFT yonr glad voices in triumph on high, 
 For JesuB hath rJRen, and man shall not di'i; 
 
 Vain wore the terrors that gathered around him, 
 And Hhort the dominion of death and the grave; 
 
 He burstfi from the fetters ofdarkness that bound him, 
 Resplendent in glory to live and to save; 
 
 fiOnd was the choruH of angels on high, 
 
 'I'lioFavior liiilli risen, and man shall not die. 
 
 2 Glory to God, in full anthems of joy ; 
 
 The being he gave us death cannot destroy; 
 Sad were the life we may part with tomorrow, 
 
 If tears were our birth-right, and death were our end; 
 But Jesus hath cheered the dark valley of sorrow, 
 
 And bade us, immortal, to heaven ascend : 
 Lift then, your voices in triumph on high, 
 For .It'sus hath risen, jind man sliaM not dia. 
 
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 tell us of the night; High - cr yet that Star as-ccnds? 
 tell us of the night, For the morn-ing seems to dawn? 
 
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 Trav' - ler! bless - ed - ncss and light, Peace and truth 
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 Watch-man! docs its beauteous ray Aught of hope or joy fore 
 
 Watch-man! will its beams a - lone Gild the spot that gave them birth? 
 
 Watchman! let thy wanderings cease; Hie thee to thy qui - ct home: 
 
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 Trav'ler! ves. it brines the day, Prom-ised day of Is - ra - cl. 
 
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 Trav'ler! *a - ges are its own; See, it bursts o'er all 
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 2 Zion, the desolate, again 
 
 Shall see her lands with roses bloom; 
 
 And Carmel's mount, and Sharon's plain, 
 
 Shall yield their spices and perfume. 
 
 3 Celestial streams shall gently flow; 
 
 The wilderness shall joyful be; 
 Lilies on parched ground shall grow; 
 And gladness spring on every tree. 
 
 4 The weak be strong, the fearful bold, 
 
 The deaf shall hear, the dumb shall sing, 
 The lame shall walk, the blind behold, 
 And joy through all the earth shall ring. 
 
 5 Monarchs and slaves shall meet in love; 
 
 Old pride shall die, and meekness reign, 
 When God descends from worlds above, 
 And truth and righteousness prevail. 
 
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 1 LET the seventh angel sound on high. 
 Let shouts be heard through all the sky; 
 Kings of the earth, with glad accord. 
 Give ui) your kingdoms J.o the Lord. 
 
 2 Almighty God, thy power assume, 
 Who wast, and art, and art to come: 
 Jesus, the Lamb, who once was slain, 
 For ever live, for ever reign! 
 
 3 The angry nations fret and roar, 
 That they can slay the saints no more. 
 But now has come the day of God, 
 
 To p!iy th(t long arrears of blood. 
 
 4 Now must the rising dead appear; 
 Now the decisive sentence hear; 
 Now" the deal martyrs of the Lord 
 Receive an infinite reward. 
 
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 1 THE Lord will come, the earth shall quake, 
 The hills their fixed seat forsake; 
 
 And withering from the vault of night, 
 The stars withdraw their feeble light. 
 
 2 The Lord will come, but not the same 
 As once in lowly form he came; 
 
 A silent Lamb to slaughter led. 
 
 The bruised, the suffering, and the dead. 
 
 3 The Lord will come, a dreadful form, 
 With wreath of flame and robe of storm; 
 On cherub wings, and wings of wind, 
 Anointed Judge, of human kind. 
 
 4 Can this be he who wont to stray 
 A pilgrim on the world's highway, 
 
 By power oppressed, and mocked by pride? 
 O God, is this the Crucified? 
 
 5 While sinners in despair shall call, 
 "Rocks, hide us! mountains, on us fall!'' 
 The saints ascending from the tomb, 
 Shall joyful sing, "The Lord is come." 
 
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 I JESUS shall reign where'er the sun 
 Does his successive journeys run; 
 His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, 
 Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 
 
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 2 For him shall endless prayer be made, 
 And endless praises crown his head; 
 His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise 
 With every morning sacrifice. 
 
 8 People and realms of every tongue 
 Dwell on his love with sweetest song; 
 And infant voices shall proclaim 
 Their early blessings on his name. 
 
 4 Blessings abound where'er he reigns; 
 The prisoner leaps to loose his chains. 
 The weary find eternal rest, 
 
 And all the sons of want are blest. 
 
 5 Where he displays his healing power, 
 Death and the curse are known no more; 
 In him the tribes of Adam boast 
 
 More blessings than their father lost. 
 
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 Has liv'd, and lov'd, and died; 
 And as they left us one by one, 
 
 We laid them side by side; 
 We laid them down to sleep, 
 
 But not m hope forlorn; 
 We laid them but to ripen there, 
 
 Till the last glorious morn. 
 
 3 The whole creation groans, 
 
 And waits to hear that voice 
 That shall restore her comeliness, 
 
 And make her wastes rejoice. 
 Come, Lord, and wipe away 
 
 The curse, the sin, the stain. 
 And make this blighted world of OUrs 
 
 Thine own fair world again. 
 
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 The nation to his bar, 
 And take to glory all 
 
 Who meet for glory are: 
 Make ready for your full reward: 
 Go forth with joy to meet your Lord 
 
 3 Go, meet him'in the sky, 
 
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 With all his saints ascend: 
 
 Ye pure in heart, obtain the grace, 
 
 To see, without a vail, his face. 
 
 Rejoice in glorious hope 
 Of that great day unknown, 
 
 When you shall be caught up 
 To stand before his throne; 
 
 Call'd to partake the marriage feast. 
 
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 1 The night is far spent, and the day is at hand : 
 
 Alreaiiy the dawn may be seen in the eky ; 
 Rejoice then, ye saints, "t 's your Lord's own command; 
 Rejoice, lor the coming of Jesua draws nigh. 
 
 2 What a day will that be when the Sarior appears ! 
 
 How welcome to those who have shared in his cross! 
 A crown incorruptible then will be theirs, 
 A rich compeuaatioa from suffering and loss. 
 
 3 What is loss in this world when compared with that day, 
 
 To the glory that then will fronj heav'n be revealed? 
 "The Savior is coming,"' his people may say : 
 
 "The Lord whom we look for, our Sun and our shield:" 
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 2 Nations shall in a day be born, 
 
 And swift, like doves, to Jesus fly; 
 The church shall know no cloud's return, 
 Nor sorrows mixing with their joy. 
 
 3 The Lion and the Lamb shall feed 
 
 Together in his peaceful reign; 
 And Zion, blest with heavenlybread, 
 (^f pinching wants no more complain- 
 
 4 The Jew, the Greek, the bond, the free, 
 
 Shall boast their separate rights no more; 
 But join in sweetest harmony. 
 
 Their Lord, their Savior, to adore. 
 
 5 Thus, till a thousand years be past, 
 
 Shall holiness and j)eace prevail; 
 And every knee shall bow to Christ, 
 And every tooy,uc shall Jesus hull. 
 
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 BEHOLD, the heathen waits to know 
 The joy the gospel will bestow; 
 The exiled captive to receive, 
 The freedom Jesus has to give. 
 
 2 Come, let us with a grateful heart, 
 In this blest labor share a part; 
 Our pray'rs and ofTrings gladly bring 
 To aid the triumphs of our King. 
 
 3 Our hearts exult in songs of praise, 
 That we have seen these latter days. 
 When our Redeemer shall be known, 
 "Where Satan lone hath held his throne. 
 
 4 Where'er his hand hath spread the skies, 
 Sweet incense to his name shall rise; 
 And slave, and freeman, Greek and Jew, 
 By sovereign grace be formed anew. 
 
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 1 WHEN God fulfills his promised word, 
 Zion, the city of the Lord, 
 In all its grnndeur then shall shine, 
 Majestic— terrible — sublime! 
 
 2 The glory of the Lord shall rest, 
 On her assemblies — ever blest; 
 For Christ, the Holy One of God, 
 Shall dwell in her, as his abode. 
 
 There he will place his glorious throne, 
 And kings his mighty power shall own; 
 There all the tribes of earth shall meet, 
 And spread their ofl'rings at his feet. 
 
 4 From thence shall living waters flow, 
 In copious streams to all below; 
 Dispensing health and life and peace, 
 Till sin and pain and death shall cease. 
 
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 1 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 will loose thy bands. 
 
 2 ITas thy night been long'and mournful? 
 Have thy friends unfaithful proved? 
 Have thy foes been proud and scornful? 
 By thy sighs and tears unmoved? 
 
 Cease thy mourning; 
 Zion still is well beloved- 
 
 3 God, thy God, will now restore thee; 
 He himself appears thy Friend; 
 All thy foes shall flee before thee; 
 Here their boasts and triumphs end: 
 
 Great deliv'rance 
 Zion's King will surely send. 
 
 Peace and joy shall now attend thee; 
 
 All thy warfare now be past; 
 God thy Savior will defend thee; 
 
 Victory is thine at last; 
 All thy conflicts 
 
 End in everlasting rest. 
 
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 To this the joyful nations round, 
 All tribes and tongues shall flow; 
 
 "Up to the hill of God," they say, 
 "And to his courts we'll go." 
 
 3 The beams that shine on Zion's Hill, 
 
 Shall lighten ever}^ land; 
 The King who reigns in Zion's towers, 
 Shall all the world command 
 
 4 Among the nations he shall judge; 
 
 His judgements truth shall guide; 
 
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 His scepter shall protect the just. 
 And crush the sinner's pride. 
 
 5 No war shall rage, no hostile feuds 
 Disturb those peaceful years: 
 
 To plowshares men shall beat their swords 
 To pruning hooks their spears. 
 
 6 Come, then, house of Jacob, come. 
 And worship at his shrine; 
 
 And walking in the light of God, 
 With holy beauties shine. 
 
 
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 RISE, iM.wD M with light, imperial Salem, rise; 
 Kxalt thy tow'riiig head, and lilt thine eyes; 
 S*« heav'n its sparkling portals wide display, 
 And break upou thee in a flood of day. 
 
 2 See a long race thy spacious courts adorn ; 
 See future sons and daughters yet unborn, 
 In crowding lanks. on ev'ry side arise, 
 DemauUing life, impatient for the skies. 
 
 8 See harb'rous nations at thy gates attend, 
 Walk in thy light, and in thy temple bend; 
 See thy bright altars throng'd with prostrate kings 
 While'ev'ry land its joyous tribute brings. 
 
 4 The seas shall waste, the skies to smoke decay ; 
 Rocks' fall to dust and mountains melt away ; 
 But, fixM his word, his saving pow'r remains ; 
 Thy realms shall last, thy own Messiah reigns. 
 
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 1 FOR Ziou's sake I will not rest, 
 I will not hold my peace 
 Until Jerusalem be blest, 
 And Judah dwell at ease; 
 
 '2 Until her righteousness return, 
 As day-break after night — 
 The lamp of her salvation burn 
 With everlasting light. 
 
 3 The Gentiles shall her glory see, 
 
 And Kings declare her fame; 
 Appointed unto her shall be 
 A new and holy name. 
 
 4 The watchman on her walls appear, 
 
 And day and night proclaim, 
 "Zion's Deliverer is near; 
 Make mention of his name." 
 
 J Go through, go through, prepare the way, 
 The gates wide open fling; 
 With loudest voice let heralds say, 
 "Behold thy coming King." 
 
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 1 HARK: 'tis the prophet of the skies 
 Proclaims redemption near: 
 The night of death and bondage flies; 
 The dawning tints appear. 
 
 2 Zion, from deepest shades of gloom, 
 
 Awakes to glorious day; 
 Her desert wastes with verdure bloom, 
 Her shadows flee away. 
 
 3 To heal her wounds, her night dispel, 
 
 The heralds cross the main; 
 On Calvary's mournful brow they tell 
 That Jesus lives again. 
 
 4 From Salem's towers the Islam sign 
 
 With holy zeal is hurled; 
 'Tis there Immanuel's symbols shine; 
 His banner is unfurled. 
 
 5 The gladdening news conveyed afar 
 
 Remotest nations hear; 
 To welcome Judah's rising Star, 
 The ransomed tribes appear. 
 
 6 Again in Bethlehem swells the song; 
 
 The choral breaks again; 
 While Jordan's shores the strain prolong, 
 "Good-will and peace to men." 
 
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 1 NOR King nor Prince on Judah's throne 
 
 For many an age shall reign, 
 Nor beast upon her altar-stone, 
 A sacrifice be slain. 
 
 2 Pillar and Ephod cast away, 
 
 And Teraphim forgot, 
 Lie hid, while Judah's children stray, 
 As though such things were not. 
 
 3 But days shall come when Israel's feet 
 
 A holier path shall tread, 
 And Judah's crown and hope shall meet 
 Upon her holiest head. 
 
 4 Gathered from far. her tribes shall own 
 
 That David's Lord and Son 
 Should sit a king on David's throne, 
 Their last, their noblest one. 
 
 5 Blow ye the trumpet! let it sound 
 
 Till the wide earth shall hear: 
 Judah her Savior-King hath found. 
 And Israels Triumph's near. 
 
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 3 The vail of darkness rend in twain, 
 
 Which hides their Shiloh's glorious light; 
 The severed olive branch again 
 Firm to its parent stock unite. 
 
 4 Hail, glorious day, expected long! [pour, 
 When Jew and Greek one pray'r shall 
 With eager feet one temple throng, 
 With grateful praise one God adore. 
 
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 Shall shortly be made known, 
 And I receive my just desert, 
 For all that I have done. 
 
 3 How careful then ought I to live, 
 
 AVith what religious fear! 
 Who such a strict account must give. 
 For my behavior here. 
 
 4 Thou awful Judge of quick and dead, 
 Thy watchful power bestow! 
 So shall I to my ways take heed, 
 To all I speak or do. 
 
 ] 5 If now thou standest at the door, 
 
 let me feel thee near! 
 
 And make my peace with God before 
 
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 Mighty Lusts of angels that wait on the Lord; 
 And the glorified saints, and the martyrs are there, 
 And there, all who the palm wreathes of victory wearl 
 
 3 The trumpet ! the trumpet ! the dead have all heard : 
 Lo! the depths of the stone-covered charnal are stirrod! 
 From the sea, from the earth, Irom the south, from the 
 Alt tb« vast generations of men are come forth, [north, 
 
 4 The judgment ' the judgment ' the thrones are all set, 
 Wber« the Lamb and the bright-crowned elders are met! 
 There all flesh is at once in the sight of the Lord, 
 
 And the doom of eternity hangs on his word. 
 
 
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 1 THAT awful day will surely come, 
 Th' appointed hour makes haste, 
 When 1 must stand before my Judge, 
 And pass the solemn test. 
 
 2 Thou lovely Chief of all my joys! 
 
 Thou sovereign of my heart! 
 How could I bear to hear thy voic* 
 Pronounce the sound, depart! 
 
 3 O wretched state of deep despair, 
 
 To see my God remove, 
 And fix my doleful station where 
 I must not taste his love. 
 
 4 Jesus! I throw my arms around, 
 
 And hang upon thy breast; 
 Without a gracious smile from thee, 
 My spirit cannot rest. 
 
 5 O tell me that my worthless name 
 
 Is graven on thy hands, 
 Show me some promise in thy book, 
 Where my salvation stands. 
 
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 Those who set at nought and sold him, Pierced and nailed him to the tree, 
 
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 Heaven and earth ehall flee away; 
 All who hate him must, confounded. 
 
 Hear the trump proclaim the day, 
 Come to juflgaient ! 
 Come to judgment! come avray ! 
 
 4 Now redemption, long expected, 
 
 See in solemn pomp appear ! 
 All his saints by man rejected, 
 Now shall meet him in the air 
 Hillelujah ! 
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 Hasten thou the general doom I 
 Promised glory to inherit. 
 
 Take thy weary pilgrims home I 
 All creation 
 Travails, groans, and bids thee come. 
 
 6 Yes— Amen ! Let all adore thee, 
 
 High on thy exalted throne; 
 Savior, take the power and glory, 
 
 Claim the kingdoms for thy own ! 
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 2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear, 
 I^t saints adore the name; 
 They trust their whole salvation here, 
 Nor shall they sutfer shame 
 
 3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest, 
 Reject it with disdain; 
 Yet on this rock the church shall rest. 
 And envy raire in vain. 
 
 4 What though the gates of hell withstood, 
 Yet must this building rise; 
 'Tis thine own work, almighty God, 
 And wondrous in our eyes. 
 
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 1 ZIOX stands with hills surrounded — 
 Zion, kept by power divine; 
 All her foes shall be confounded. 
 Though the world in arms combine: 
 
 Happy Zion, 
 What a favored lot is thine! 
 
 Every human tie may perish; 
 
 Friend to friend unfaithful prove; 
 Mother's cease their own to cherish; 
 Heaven and earth at last remove; 
 But no changes 
 Can attend Jehovah's love. 
 
 In the furnace God maj' prove thee. 
 
 Thence to bring thee forth more bright, 
 But can never cease to love thee; 
 Thou art precious in his sight: 
 God is with thee — 
 God, thine everlasting light. 
 
 The golden lamps are at his feet. 
 And in his hand the stars. 
 
 2 O God of life, and truth, and grace, 
 Ere nature was begun! 
 Make welcome to our erring race 
 Thy Spirit and thy Son. 
 
 We hail the church, built high o'er all 
 The heathens' rage and scoff; 
 
 Thy providence its fenced wall, 
 "The Lamb the light thereof." 
 
 4 O, may he walk among us here, 
 With his rebuke and love — 
 A brightness o'er this lower sphere, 
 And ray from worlds above! 
 
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 1 OUR Lord hath reached his heavenly seat. 
 Through sorrow and through scars; 
 
 I O WHERE are kings and empires now, 
 Of old that went and came? 
 But holy church is praying yet, 
 A thousand years the same. 
 
 Mark ye her holy battlements, 
 And her foundations strong; 
 
 And hear within, the solemn voico. 
 And her unendins: sou<^ 
 
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 The holy church of God! [her. 
 
 Though earthquake shocks are rocking 
 And tempests are abroad; 
 
 Unshaken as eternal hills, 
 
 Immovable she stands — 
 A mountain that shall fill the earth, 
 
 A fane unbuilt by hands. 
 
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 Nor less our lot of ill; 
 'T was tribulation ages since, 
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 4 No slacker grows the fight. 
 No feebler is the foe, 
 No less the need of armor tried, 
 Of shield, and spear, and bow. 
 
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 - Though wolves and lious prowl around, 
 His statl'is your defense: [voice 
 
 'Midst sands and rocks j'our Shepherd's 
 Calls streams and pastures thence. 
 
 3 Your P\ither will a kingdom give, 
 And give it with delTgnt. 
 His feeblest child his love shall call 
 To triumph in his sight. 
 
 * Ten thousand i)raises, Lord, wc bring 
 For sure supports like these; 
 And o'er the pious dead we sing 
 Thy living promises. 
 
 J For all wc hope, and they enjoy, 
 We bless a Savior's name; 
 Nor shall that stroke disturb the song 
 Which breaks this mortal frame. 
 
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 1 A MOTHER may forgetful be, 
 For human love is frail; 
 
 But thy Creators love to thee, 
 O Zion! can not fail. 
 
 2 No! thy dear name engraven stands, 
 In characters of love, 
 
 On thy almighty Father's hands, 
 And never shall remove. 
 
 3 Before his ever-watchful eye 
 Thy mourulul state appears; 
 
 And every groan, and every sii^h. 
 Divine compassion hears. 
 
 4 O Zion! learn to doubt no more, 
 Be every fear suppressed; 
 
 Unchanging truth, and love, and power 
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 And lead the tribes, thy oho - sen sheep. Safe through the desert and the deep. 
 
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 1 GREAT Shepherd of thine Israel, 
 Who didst between the cherubs dwell, 
 And lead the tribes, thy chosen sheep, 
 Safe through the desert and the deep: 
 
 2 Thy church is in the desert now; 
 
 Shine from on high, and guide us through; 
 Turn us to thee, thy love restore — . 
 Wc shall be saved, and sigh no more. 
 
 3 Great God, whom heavenly hosts obey, 
 How long shall wc lament and pray, 
 And wait in vain thy kind return? 
 How long shall thy tierce anger burn? 
 
 4 Instead cf wine and cheerful bread, 
 Thy saints with their own tears arc fed; 
 Turn us to thee, thy love restore — 
 
 We shall be saved, and sigh no more. 
 
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 1 HOPELESS and out-cast once we lay 
 Worthy thy hate and scorn; 
 But love like thine could find a way 
 To rescue and adorn. 
 
 2 Dear Savior, from thy bleeding veins 
 
 A living fountain flows, 
 To wash thy bride from all her stains; 
 And soothe her deepest woes. 
 
 3 Cleansed from her sins, renewed by grace, 
 
 Thy royal throne above. 
 Dear Savior, is her destined place — 
 Her sweet abode thy love. 
 
 4 Thine eye in that unclouded day, 
 
 Shall, with supreme delight. 
 Thy fair and glorious bride survey, 
 Unhlcmislied in thy sitrht. 
 
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 1 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'? 
 
 j 2 Fair, as the moon, when in the skies 
 j Serene her course she guides, 
 j And o'er the twinkling stars supreme 
 i In full-orbed 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; 
 
 Tremendous as a host that moves 
 
 Majestically slow, 
 With banners wide displayed r.ll armed, 
 
 All ardent for the foe; 
 
 5 This is the church, by heaven arrayed, 
 With strength and grace divine;* 
 Thus shall she strike her foes with dread, 
 And thus her glories shine. 
 
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 1 Hap - py the church, thou sa-crcd place, The scat of thy Crc - a - tor's grace; 
 
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 HAPPY the church, thou sacred 
 The scat of thy Creator's grace, 
 Thine holy courts are his abode, 
 Thou art the palace of our God. 
 
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 l5 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 j)raise. 
 
 2 Thy walls are strength and at thy gates 
 A guard of heavenly warriors waits; 
 Nor shall thy deep foundation move, 
 Fix'd on his counsels and his love. 
 
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 1 HOW sweet to leave the world awhile, 
 j And seek the presence of our Lord! 
 j Dear Savior! on thy people smile 
 And come according to thy word. 
 
 3 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. 
 
 4 Then let our souls in Zion dwell, 
 Nor fear the wrath of earth and hell, 
 His arms embrace this happy ground, 
 Like brazen bulwarks built around. 
 
 2 From busy scenes we now retreat, 
 That we may here converse with thee 
 Ah! Lord! behold us at thy feet; 
 Let this the gate of heaven be. 
 
 3 "Chief of ten thousand!" now appear, 
 That we, by faith may sec thy face: 
 Oh! speak, that we thy voice may hear, 
 And let thy presence till this place. 
 
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 Round each habitation hovering, 
 
 See the cloud and firo appear! 
 For a glory and a covering, 
 
 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. 
 
 Blest inhabitants of Zion, 
 
 \V'ashe<! in the Redeemer's blood! 
 Jesus, whom their souls rely on. 
 
 Makes them kings and priests to God! 
 
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 'T is his love his people raises 
 Over self to reign as kings: 
 
 And as priests, his solemn praises 
 Each for a thank-offering brings. 
 
 Savior, if of Zion's city 
 
 I through grace a member am; 
 Let the world deride or pity, 
 
 I will glory in thy name; 
 Fadmg is the worldling's pleasure. 
 
 All his boasted pomp and show! 
 Solid joys, and lasting treasure, 
 
 None but Zion's children know. 
 
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 2 But vre are come to Zion's hill, 
 
 The city of our God. 
 Where milder words declare his will, 
 And spread his love abroad. 
 
 3 Behold th' innumerable host 
 
 Of angels clothed in light! 
 Behold the spirits of the just, 
 Whose faith is turned to sightl 
 
 4 Behold the blest assembly there, 
 
 Whose names are writ in heaven ! 
 And God, the Judge of all, declare 
 Their num'rous sins forgiven. 
 
 5 In such society as this 
 
 My weary soul would rest! 
 The man that dwells where Jesus is, 
 Must be forever blest. 
 
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 2 O cease my wandering soul, 
 On restless wings to roam; 
 All the wide world to either pole 
 Has not for thee a home. 
 8 Behold the Ark of God, 
 Behold the open door; 
 Hasten to gain that dear abode. 
 And rove, my soul, no more. 
 
 There safe thou shalt abide, 
 There sweet shall be thy rest. 
 
 Thy soul shall there be satisfied. 
 With full salvation blest. 
 
 5 And when the waves of ire, 
 Again the earth shall fill, 
 The ark shall ride the sea of fire. 
 Then rest on Zion's hill. 
 
120 THE CHURCH-ITS CHARACTER 
 
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 2 "Will it relieve their horrors there, 
 
 To recollect their stations herr^? [knew, 
 How much they heard, how much they 
 How long among the wheat they grew ? 
 
 3 O! this will aggravate their case! 
 They perish under means of grace; 
 To them the word of life and faith 
 Became an instrument of death. 
 
 4 We seem alike when thus we meet — 
 Strangers might think we all were wheat; 
 But to the Lord's all-searching eyes 
 Each heart appears without disguise. 
 
 5 But though they grow so tall and strong, 
 His plan will not require them long; 
 
 In harvest, when he saves his own. 
 The tares shall into hell be thrown. 
 
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 Her pastors love to live at ease; 
 
 They covet wealth and honor; 
 And while they seek such things as these. 
 
 They bring reproach upon her. 
 Such worthless objects they pursue, 
 
 Warmly and undiverted; 
 The church they lead, and ruin, too — 
 
 Her glory is departed. 
 
 3 Her private members walk no more 
 
 As Jesus Christ has taught them: 
 Riches and fashion they adore — 
 
 AVith these the world has bought them. 
 The Christian name they still retain, 
 
 Absurdly and false-hearted; 
 And while they in the church remain. 
 
 Her glory is departed. 
 
 And has religion left the church, 
 
 Without a trace behind her? 
 Where shall I go, where shall I search, 
 
 That I once more may find her? 
 Adieu! ye proud, ye light and gay! 
 
 ril seek the broken-hearted, 
 Who weep when they of Zion say. 
 
 Her glory is departed. 
 
 5 Some few, like good Elijah, stand. 
 
 While thousands have revolted; 
 In earnest for the heavenly land, 
 
 They never yet have halted 
 With such religion doth remain, 
 
 For they are not perverted; 
 O! may they all through them regain 
 
 The glory that's departed. 
 
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 CONVERTS to Christ's benignant sway. 
 Welcome to Zion's happy hill. 
 
 Welcome where zealous hearts obey 
 One blessed law — Immanuel's: will. 
 
 2 Welcome to Jesus' gentle reign, 
 
 Free from the foe's malignant eye; 
 For God has loosed the tyrant's chain. 
 And love's soft bands its place supply 
 
 3 But stop — we have not reached our rest: 
 We're pilgrims through a hostile land; 
 Oft by the loe we're sorely prest, 
 And dangers frown on every hand. 
 
 Yet welcome to our conflict still; 
 
 Danger has lost its deadly power; 
 Immanuel's hand, with wondrous skill, 
 
 With victory crowns the final hour. 
 
 5 O! welcome, then, to join the war. 
 
 And welcome to the Christian's crown, 
 The crown of life, which shines from far, 
 But .shines for loyal hearts alone. 
 
 Brethren in Christ! by this new name 
 Our joyful hearts your coming greet; 
 Joyful, yet trembling, lest we shame 
 That cause in which our hearts now meet. 
 
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 Let strimgcrs walk around 
 
 The city where we dwell, 
 Compass and view thine holy ground, 
 
 And mark the building we'll. 
 The order of thy house, 
 
 The worship of thy court, 
 The cheerful songs, the solemn vows, 
 
 And make a fair report. 
 
 5 How decent and how wise! 
 How glorious to behold! 
 Beyond the pomp that charm.s the eyes, 
 And rites adorned with gold. 
 
 G The God we worship now, 
 Will guide us till we die; 
 Will be our God while here below, 
 And ours above the sky. 
 
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 2 O, that this dry and barren ground. 
 In springs of water may abound, 
 
 A fruitful soil become: 
 The desert blossoms as the rose. 
 While Jesus conquers all his foes, 
 
 And makes his people one. 
 
 3 Come, brethren, you that love the Lord, 
 Who taste the sweetness of his word. 
 
 In Jesus' ways go oa; 
 Our troubles and our trials here, 
 Will only make us ricner there 
 
 When we arrive at home 
 
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 4 The glorious time is rolling on. 
 The gracious work is now begun, 
 
 My soul a witness is: 
 I taste and see the pardon free. 
 For all mankind as well as me, 
 
 Who come to Christ may live. 
 
 5 Amen, amen, my soul replies, 
 
 I'm bound to meet you in the skies, 
 
 And claim my mansion there- 
 Now here's my heart, and here's my hand, 
 To meet you in that heavenly land, 
 Where we shall jiart no more. 
 
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 1 COME, let us use the grace divine, 
 And all with one accord, 
 In a perpetual cov'nant join 
 Ourselves to Christ, the Lord. 
 
 Give up ourselves, through Jesus' power, 
 
 His name to glorify; 
 And promise in this sacred hour, 
 
 For God to live and die. 
 
 3 The cov'nant we this moment make 
 Be ever kept in mind! 
 We will no more our God forsake, 
 Or cast his words behind. 
 
 4 We never will throw- oft" his fear, 
 Who hears our solemn vow; 
 And if thou art well pleased to hear, 
 Come down and meet us now: 
 
 5 To teach the cov'nant blood apply 
 Which takes our sins away. 
 And register our names on high, 
 xVnd keep us to that day. 
 
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 THE King of saints, how fair his face, 
 Adorned with majesty and grace! 
 He comes with blessings from above, 
 And wins the nations to his love. 
 
 2 At his right hand our eyes behold 
 The queen arrayed in purest gold; 
 The world admires her heavenly dress. 
 Her robe of joy and righteousness. 
 
 He forms her beauties like his own; 
 He calls and seats her near his throne: 
 
 Fair stranger, let thine heart forget 
 The idols of thy native state. 
 
 4 So shall the King the more rejoice 
 In thee, the favorite of his choice; 
 Let him be loved and yet adored. 
 For he's thy Maker and thy Lord. 
 
 5 O happy hour, when thou shalt rise 
 To his fair palace in the skies. 
 And all thy sons (a numerous train) 
 Each like a prince in glory reign! 
 
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 1 GOD in his earthly temple lays 
 Foundations for his heavenly praise: 
 He likes the tents of Jacob well. 
 But still in Zion loves to dwell. 
 
 2 His mercy visits every house 
 That pay their night and morning vows; 
 But makes a more delightful stay 
 When churches meet to praise and pray 
 
 3 What glories were described of old! 
 When wonders are of Zion told! 
 Thou city of our God below, 
 Thy fame shall Tyre and Egypt know 
 
 4 Egypt and Tyre, and Greek and Jew, 
 Shall there begin their lives anew; 
 Angels and men shall join to sing 
 The hill where living waters spring. 
 
 5 When God makes up his last account 
 Of natives in his holy mount, 
 'T will be an honor to appear 
 As one new-born, or nourished there! 
 
126 THE CHURCH-ITS CHARACTER 
 
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 3 For her my tears shall fall; 
 For her my prayers ascend; 
 To her my cares and toils be given 
 Till toils and cares shall end. 
 
 4 Beyond my highest joy 
 
 I prize her heavenly'ways, 
 Her sweet comm anion, solemn vows, 
 Her hymns of love and praise. 
 
 5 Jesus, thou Friend divine, 
 
 Our Savior and our King, 
 Thy hand from every snare and foe 
 Shall great deliverance bring. 
 
 6 Sure as thy truth shall last, 
 
 To Zion" shall be given 
 The brightest glories earth can yield, 
 And brighter bliss of heaven. 
 
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 1 PLANTED in Christ, the living vine, 
 This day with one accord, 
 Ourselves with humble faith and joy, 
 We yield to thee, O Lord. 
 
 2 Joined in one body may we be; 
 One inward life partake; 
 One be our heart; one heavenly hope 
 In every bosom wake. 
 
 3 In prayer, in effort, tears, and toils, 
 One wisdom be our guide; 
 Taught by one Spirit from above, 
 In thee may we abi .e. 
 
 4 Complete in us, whom grace hath called. 
 Thy glorious work begun, 
 O thou, in whom the church on earth 
 And church in heaven are one. 
 
 Then, when, among the saints in light, 
 
 Our jo3'ful spirits shine. 
 Shall anthems of immortal praise, 
 
 O Lamb of God, be thine. 
 
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 1 ALL you who 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 olTcnd nor grieve 
 
 Your brethren by the way; 
 But shun the dark abodes of strife. 
 Like children of the day- 
 
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 With willing footsteps move; 
 
 Be faithful unto death, and then 
 
 You'll reign with him above. 
 
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 2 "Love as I loved you"— was the sound 
 
 That on thy lips expiring sate! 
 Sweet words in bitter strivings drown'd! 
 We hated as the worldly hate. 
 
 3 Yet, Lord, thy wronged love fulfill, 
 
 Thy chuich tho' fall n, before thee stands. 
 Behold, the voice is Jacob's still, 
 Albeit the hands of Esau's hands. 
 
 4 Hast thou no tears, like those be-spent 
 
 Upon thy Zion's ancient part? 
 No moving looks, like those which sent 
 Their softness through a traitor's heartV 
 
 5 No touching tale of anguish deai. 
 
 Whereby like children we may creep, 
 All trembling, to eacn other near. 
 
 And view each other's face and weep? 
 
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 1 THE Savior when to heaven he rose, 
 In splendid triumph o'er his foes, 
 Scattered his gifts on men below, 
 And still his royal bounties flow. 
 
 2 Hence sprang th' apostle's honored name, 
 Sacred beyond heroic fame: 
 
 In humbler forms, before our eyes, 
 Pastors and teachers hence arise. 
 
 3 From Christ they all their gifts derive 
 And ted by Christ, their graces live: 
 While, guarded by his mighty hand, 
 'Midst all the rage of hell they stand. 
 
 4 So shall the bright succession run 
 Through all the^ courses of the sun; 
 While unborn churches, by their care, 
 Shall rir.e and flourish large and fair. 
 
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 One in the One Beloved to be; I The spring whence all these blessings flow; 
 
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 Give thine— that we may love like thee! Through the long round of endless days. 
 
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 Who bring salvation on their tongues, 
 
 And words of peace reveal. 
 How charming is their voice! 
 
 How sweet the tidings are! 
 "Zion, behold thy Savior King, 
 
 He reigns and triumphs here." 
 How happy are our ears 
 
 That hear this joyful sound. 
 Which kings and prophets waited for, 
 
 And sought, but never found! 
 
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 4 How blessed are our eyes, 
 
 That see this heavenly light! 
 Prophets and kings desired it long. 
 But died without the sight. 
 
 5 The watchmen join their voice, 
 
 And tuneful notes employ; 
 Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, 
 And deserts learn the joy. 
 
 6 The Lord makes bare his arm 
 
 Through all the earth abroad: 
 Let all the nations now behold 
 Their Savior and their God. 
 
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 For souls, which must forever live 
 
 In raptures or in woe. 
 
 
 4 May they in Jesus, whom they preach, 
 Their own Redeemer see: 
 And watch thou daily o'er their souls, 
 That they may watch for thee. 
 
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 Your brethren, kindred, friends at home; 
 See millions perishing afar; 
 Haste, brethren, to the rescue come! 
 
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 For labor, rest ; for exile, home : [voice, 
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 The midnight cr}', "Behold I, come." 
 
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 The farthest wilds illuming. 
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 To each lone forest-ranger, 
 The Word of Life unseal; 
 
 To every exile stranger, 
 Its saving truths reveal. 
 
 4 The love of Christ unfolding. 
 
 Speed on from east to west, 
 Till all, his cross beholding, 
 
 In him are fully blest. 
 Great Author of salvation; 
 
 Haste, haste the glorious day, 
 When we, a ransomed nation, 
 
 Thy scepter shall obey. 
 
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 1 Go forth on wings of faith and prayer, Ye pages, bright with love; Though mute the joyful 
 
 2 Go tell the sin-ful, care-less soul The warning God has given; Go make the woumJed 
 
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 Go to the rude, the dark, the poor. 
 That live estranged from God — 
 
 Bid them the pearl of price secure, 
 Boutrht with a Savior's blood. 
 
 4 O Jesus, Friend of dying men, 
 Thy presence we implore; 
 Without thy blessing all is vain; 
 Be with us ever more. 
 
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 The wonders of thy grace; 
 And do thou, to the listening crowd 
 His feeble labors bless. 
 
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 the slanderous tongue And per - se - cu - ting band. 
 
 4 Farewell, dear laborer, go; 
 We part with thee in love; 
 And if we meet no more below, 
 Oh may we meet above. 
 
 
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 2 Christians, ye taste the heavenly grace Which cheers believers in their race; 
 
 
 
 While heathen, helpless, hope - less, lie— No ray of glo - ry meets their eye. 
 Uucheercd by grace, through heathen gloom, See millions hast'-ning to the tomb. 
 
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 •) Christians, yc prize the Savior's blood, 
 In which the soul is cleansed for God; 
 Millions of souls in darkness dwell, 
 Unclcansed from sin — exposed to hell. 
 
 4 To distant landj that grace convey 
 "Which trains the soul for endless day; 
 O strive that heathen soon may view 
 That precious blood which clcanselh you. 
 
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 Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, 
 Though every prospect pleases, 
 
 And only man is vile; 
 In vain with lavish kindness 
 
 The gifts of God are strown; 
 The heathen, in his blindness 
 
 Bows down to wood and stone. 
 
 3 Can we whose souls are lighted 
 
 By wisdom from on high. 
 Can wc to men benighted 
 The lamp of light deny? 
 
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 Salvation, O salvation! 
 
 The joyful sound proclaim, 
 Till earth's remotest nation 
 
 Has learned Messiah's name. 
 
 4 "Waft, waft^ yc winds, his story; 
 
 And you, ye waters, roll. 
 Till like a sea of glory. 
 
 It spreads from pole to pole: 
 Till o'er our ransomed nature, 
 
 The Lamb for sinners slain, 
 Redeemer, King, Creator, 
 
 In bliss returns to reign. 
 
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 1 ''Go preach my gospel," saiih the Lord, Bid the whole world my grace receive ;He shall be 
 
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 2 ♦«ril make your great commission known, 
 And ye shall prove my gospel trve, 
 By all the works that I have done, 
 By all the w^onders ye shall do. 
 
 3 "Teach all the nat-ons my commands- 
 Tm with you till the world shall end; 
 All power is trusted in my hands— 
 I can destroy, and I defend." 
 
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 1 SHALL I, for fear of feeble man, 
 The Spirit's course in me restrain? 
 Or undismayed in deed and word, 
 Be a true witness of my Lord? 
 
 2 Awed by a mortal's frown, shall I 
 Conceal the word of God Most High' 
 How then before thee shall I dare 
 To stand, .or how thine anger bear? 
 
 3 Shall I, to soothe th' unholy throng 
 Soften thy truth, or smoothe my tongue, 
 To gain earth's gilded toys — or flee 
 The cross, endured, my Lord, by thee? 
 
 4 What then is he whose scorn I dread? 
 Whose wrath or hate makes me afraid! 
 A man! an heir of death! a slave 
 To sin! a bubble on the wave! 
 
 5 Yea, let men rage; since thou wilt spread 
 Thy shadowing wings around my head: 
 Since in all pain thy tender love 
 Will still my sure refreshment prove. 
 
 «3 Give me thy strength, O God of power, 
 Then let winds blow, or thunders roar, 
 Thy faithful witness will I be; 
 'T is fixed! I can do all through thee. 
 
THE MINISTRY. 
 
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 1 WOULD you win a soul to God' 
 Tell him of a Savior's blood, 
 Once for dying sinners spilt, 
 To atone for all their guilt. 
 
 2 Tell him, how the streams did glide 
 From his hands, his feet, his side; 
 How his head with thorns was crowned 
 And his heart in sorrow drowned; 
 
 3 How he yielded up his breath; 
 How he agonized in death; 
 How he lives to intercede — 
 Christ, our Advocate and Head. 
 
 4 Tell him of that liberty 
 Wherewith Jesus makes us free; 
 
 Sweetly speak of sins forgiven — 
 Earnest of the joys of heaven. 
 
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 1 DEPTH of mercy!— can it be 
 Mercy still reserved for me? 
 Can my God his wrath forbear? 
 Me, the chief of sinners, spare? 
 
 2 I have long withstood his grace. 
 Long provoked him to his face; 
 Would not hearken to his calls; 
 Grieved him by a thousand falls. 
 
 3 There for me the Savior stands; 
 Shows his wounds and spreads his hands! 
 God is love! I know, I feel: 
 Jesus weeps and loves me still. 
 
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 'Where the tropics fiercely glow. 
 Broadly spread its page of wonders, 
 
 Brightly bid its radiance flow; 
 India marks its luster stealing, 
 
 Shivering Greenland loves its rays, 
 Afric, 'mid her deserts kneeling. 
 
 Lifts the untaught strain of praise. 
 
 Rude in speech or wild in feature, 
 Dark in spirit, though they be, 
 
 Show that light to every creature- 
 Prince or vassal, bond or free: 
 
 Lo! they haste to every nation; 
 Host on host the ranks supply: 
 
 Onward! Christ is your salvation, 
 And your death is victory. 
 
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 2 The Master whom you serve 
 
 Will needful strength bestow; 
 Depending on his promised aid, 
 With sacred courage go. 
 
 3 Mountains shall sink to plains. 
 
 And hell in vain oppose; 
 The cause is God's and must prevail 
 In spite of all his foes. 
 
 4 Go, spread a Savior's fame, 
 
 And tell his matchless grace. 
 To the most guilty and depraved 
 Of Adam's num rous race. 
 
 5 We wish you in his name 
 
 The most divine success; 
 Assured that he who sends j'ou forth 
 Will your endeavors bless. 
 
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 Speak: no mat - ter what be - tide thee; Let them strike, but make them hear! 
 
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 3 Be thou like the great apostle — 
 
 Be thou like heroic Paul; 
 If a true thought seek expression, 
 
 Speak it boldly! speak it all! 
 
 4 Face thy foes and thy accusers; 
 Scorn the prison, rack or rod! 
 And if thou hast truth to utter. 
 Speak: and leave the rest to (JoU: 
 
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 1 COMFORT, ye ministers of grace, 
 Comfort the people of your Lord; 
 O, lift ye up the fallen race, 
 
 And cheer them by the gospel word. 
 
 2 Go into every nation, go. 
 
 Speak to their trembling hearts, and cry, 
 Glad tidings unto all we show; 
 Jerusalem, thy God is nigh. 
 
 3 The Lord your God shall quickly come; 
 Sinners, repent; the call obey; 
 Open your hearts to make him room; 
 Ye desert souls, prepare his way. 
 
 4 The Lord shall clear his way through all; 
 Whate'cr obstructs, obstructs in vain; 
 The vale shall rise, the mountain fall, 
 Crooked be straight, and rugged plain. 
 
 5 The glory of the Lord, displayed, 
 Shall all mankind together view, 
 And what his mouth in truth hath said, 
 His own almighty hand shall do. 
 
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 L. M. 
 
 1 FATHER of mercies, bow thine ear. 
 Attentive to our earnest prayer; 
 "We plead for those who plead for thee; 
 Successful pleaders may they be. 
 
 2 Howgreat their work, how vast their charge; 
 Do thou their anxious souls enlarge; 
 Their best endowments are our gain; 
 "VVe share the blessings they obtain. 
 
 3 O, clothe with energy divine 
 Their words; and let those words be thine; 
 To them thy sacred truths reveal; 
 Suppress their fear, inflame their zeal. 
 
 4 Teach them to sow the precious seed; 
 Teach them thy chosen flock to feed; 
 Teach them immortal souls to gain. 
 And thus reward their toil and pain. 
 
 5 Let thronging multitudes around 
 Hear from their lips the joyful sound. 
 In humble strains thy grace implore, 
 And feel Ihy Spirit's living power. 
 
THE MINISTRY. 
 
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 2 See the royal banner flying. 
 Hear the heralds loudly crying, 
 "Rebel sinners, royal favor 
 Now is offered by the Savior." 
 Jesus reigns &c. 
 
 3 Here is wine, and milk, and honey, 
 Come and purchase without money, 
 Mercy like a flowing fountain. 
 Streaming like the holy mountain- 
 Jesus reigns &c. 
 
 4 Shout, ye tongues of every nation. 
 To the bounds of the creation; 
 Shout the praise of Judah's Lion, 
 The Almighty King of Zion. 
 Jesus reigns &c. 
 
 5 Shout, O saints! make joyful mention, 
 Christ has purchased our redemption; 
 Angels, shout the joyful story. 
 Through the brighter world of glory. 
 Je.sua reigns &c. 
 
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 1 Fling out the ban-ner! let it float Skyward and sea-ward, high and wide; 
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 2 Fling out the banner! Angels bend, 
 In anxious silence, o'er the sign; 
 And vainly seek to comprehend 
 The wonder of the love divine. 
 
 3 Fling out the banner! Heathen lands 
 Shall see, from far, the glorious sight. 
 And nations, crowding to be born, 
 Baptize their spirits in its light. 
 
 4 Fling out the banner! sin-sick souls. 
 That sink and perish in the strife, 
 Shall touch in faith its radiant hem. 
 And spring immortal into life. 
 
 5 Fling out the banner! Let it fioat 
 
 Sky- ward and sea- ward, high and wide; 
 Our glory, only in the cross; 
 Our only hope the Crucified. 
 
 6 Fling out the banner! Wide and high, 
 Sea- ward and sky-ward, let it shine: 
 Nor skill, nor might, nor merit, ours; 
 We conquer only in that sign. 
 
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 1 O ZION'S King, we suppliant bow, 
 
 And hail the grace the church enjoys; 
 Her holy officers are thine. 
 With all the gifts thy love employs. 
 
 2 Up to thy throne we lift our eyes. 
 For blessings to attend our choice, 
 Of such whose generous prudent zeal 
 Shall make thy favored ways rejoice. 
 
 3 When pastors, saints, and poor they serve. 
 May their own heartswith grace becrown'd 
 While patience, sympathy and joy 
 
 Adorn, and through their lives abound. 
 
 4 By purest love to Christ and truth, 
 O may they win a good degree 
 Of boldness in the Christian faith, 
 And meet the smile of thine and thee. 
 
 5 And when the work to them assigned. 
 The work of love, is fully done, 
 Call them from serving tables here. 
 To sit around thy glorious tnrone. 
 
THE MINISTRY. 
 
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 1 VOUCHSAFE, O Lord, thy presence now, 
 
 Direct us in thy fear; 
 Before thy throne we humbly bow, 
 And offer fervent prayer. 
 
 2 Give us the men whom thou shalt choose, 
 
 Thy house on earth to guide; 
 Those who shall ne'er their power abuse. 
 Or rule with haughty pride. 
 
 3 Inspired with wisdom from above, 
 
 And with discretion blessed; 
 Displaying meekness, temperance, love, 
 Of every grace possessed; 
 
 4 These are the men we seek of thee, 
 
 O God of righteousnesss: 
 Such may thy servants ever be, 
 With such thy people bless. 
 
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 C. M. 
 
 1 WITH joy we own thy servant, Lord, 
 Thy minister below, 
 
 Ordained to spread thy truth abroad, 
 That all thy name may know. 
 
 2 O may he now, and ever, keep 
 His eye intent on thee; 
 Do thou, great Shepherd of the sheep, 
 His bright example be. 
 
 3 With plenteous grace his heart prepare 
 To execute thy will; 
 And give him patience, love, and care, 
 And faithfulness and skill. 
 
 4 Inflame his mind with ardent zeal, 
 Thy tlock to feed and teach; 
 And let him live, and let him feel, 
 The truths he's called to preach. 
 
 5 As showcr,s refresh the thirsty plain, 
 So let his labors prove: 
 By him extend thy righteous reign — 
 The reign of truth and love. 
 
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 1 What contradictions meet In min- is- ters' employ! It is a bittersweet, 
 
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 2 Who can describe the pain 
 
 Which faithful preachers feel, 
 Constrr.ined to speak in vain. 
 To hearts as hard as steel? 
 Or who can tell the pleasures felt 
 When stubborn hearts begin to melt? 
 
 3 If some small hope appear, 
 They still are not content; 
 But with a jealous fear. 
 
 They watch for the event: 
 Too oft they find their hopes deceived: 
 Then how their inmost souls are grieved! 
 
 But when their pains succeed, 
 And from the tender blade 
 
 The ripening ears proceed. 
 Their toils are overpaid: 
 
 No harvest joy can equal theirs. 
 
 To find the fruits of all their cares. 
 
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 1 O THOU, who on thy chosen Son 
 Didst send thy Spirit like a dove. 
 To mark the long-expected One, 
 And seal the Messenger of love; 
 
 2 And when the heralds of his name 
 
 Went forth his glorious truth to spread, 
 Didst send it down in tongues of flame 
 To hallow each devoted head; 
 
 3 So, Lord, thy servant now inspire 
 With holy unction from above: 
 Give him the tongue of living fire. 
 Give him the temper of the dove. 
 
 4 Lord, hear thy suppliant church to-day 
 Accept our work, our souls possess; 
 'Tis ours to labor, watch and pray; 
 Be thine to cheer, sustain and bless 
 
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 3 Anoint and send forth more 
 Into thy church abroad; 
 Thy Spirit on their spirits pour, 
 And make them strong for God. 
 
 4 O let them spread thy name, 
 Their mission fully prove; 
 Thy universal grace proclaim. 
 Thine all redeeming love. 
 
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 1 Lord, in thy pres - cnce here we meet; May we in thee be found 
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 2 With hjirmony thy servants bless, 
 That we may own to thee 
 How good, how sweet, how pleasant 'tis, 
 When brethren all agree. 
 
 3 May Zion's good be kept in view, 
 And bless our feeble aim. 
 That all we undertake to do, 
 May glorify thy name. 
 
 OLD HUNDRED. L. M. 
 
 1 In - dul - gent God of love and power, Be with us at this place and hour! 
 
 
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 Smile on our souls; our plans ap-prove, By which we seek to spread thy love. 
 
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 1 INDULGENT God of love and power, 
 Be with us at this place and hour! 
 Smile on our souls; our plans approve, 
 By which we seek to sjn-ead thy love. 
 
 2 Let each discordant thought be gone. 
 And love unite our hearts in one: 
 Let all we have and are combine, 
 To forward objcctsso divine. 
 
 3 O, may we feel the worth of souls, 
 Be men of God, whom grace controls, 
 
 Fight the good fight and win the crown, 
 And bv our Father's side sit down. 
 
 DOXOLOGY. L. M. 
 
 1 ETERNAL Father! throned above, 
 Thou fountain of redeeming love! 
 Eternal word! who left thylhrone 
 For man's rebellion to atone; 
 
 2 Eternal Spirit who dost give 
 
 That grace whereby our spirits live: 
 Thou God of our salvation, be 
 Eternal praises paid to thee. 
 
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 3 Savior, we bless thy wondrous name, 
 
 For thy example'Dright; 
 TVe love to imitate the same, 
 As thou dost us invite. 
 
 4 We are baptized as Jesus was, 
 
 His easy yoke we bear; 
 And we are thus baptized, because, 
 That we his subjects are. 
 
 5 Lord, may we to thy glory live? 
 
 Teach us thy heavenly ways; 
 To us thy Holy Spirit give. 
 And we thy name will praise. 
 
 6 As we th}- sacred name profess, 
 
 3Iay we our moments spend 
 In ways of truth and righteousness, 
 Until our lives shall end. 
 
 I> Through trials and through suffrings too, 
 I'll go at his command: 
 Hinder me not, fori am bound 
 To my Immanuel's land. 
 
 4 And when my Savior calls me home, 
 I Still this my cry shall be — 
 I Hinder me not — come, welcome death — 
 I I'll gladly go with thee. 
 
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 IN :til my Lords appointed ways, 
 
 My journey 1 11 pursue; 
 Hinder me not. you much loved saints, 
 
 For I must go with you. 
 
 Through floods and flames, if Jesus lead, 
 
 I'll follow where he goes; 
 Hinder me not, shall be my cry, 
 
 Though earth and hell oppose. 
 
 I BURIED beneath the yielding wave^ 
 The great Kedeemer lies; 
 Faith views him in the watery grave, 
 And thence beholds him rise. 
 
 - Thus do his willing saints, to-da}', 
 Their ardent zeal express, 
 And, in the Lord's appointed way, 
 Fulliil all righteousness. 
 
 3 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. 
 
 4 His presence oft revives our hearts. 
 
 And drives our fears away; 
 When he commands, and strength imparts, 
 We cheerfully «»bey. 
 
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 Thus baptized, the great Redeemer 
 Show'd the way his saints should tread, 
 
 And, when rising from the water, 
 God approved and blest the deed, 
 
 And the Spirit 
 Rested On his sacred head! 
 
 Come, then, ye who love the Savior, 
 Fear not now to own your Lord, 
 
 Joyful though the world should scorn you, 
 Follow Christ, obey his word: 
 
 He'll defend you — 
 Fear ye not to follow him! 
 
 Hear the Savior saying to you, 
 From his glorious throne above- 
 
 Ye who trust in me for pardon. 
 By obedience show your love: 
 
 Be baptized, 
 My example shows the way. 
 
 5 Lord, our hearts incline to follow 
 In the way which thou didst tread; 
 
 We will turn from every other, 
 While thy sacred word we read: 
 
 O, Redeemer! 
 Gladly now we'll follow thee! 
 
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 1 COME, Holy Spirit, Dove divine, 
 ; On these baptismal waters shine. 
 
 And teach our hearts, in highest strain, 
 To praise the Lamb for sinners slain. 
 
 2 We love thy name, we love thy laws, 
 And joyfully embrace thy cause; 
 
 We love thy.cross, the shame, the pain, 
 O Lamb of God, for sinners slain. 
 
 3 We sink beneath thy mystic flood; 
 O, bathe us in thy cleansing blood; 
 We die to sin, and seek a grave, 
 With thee, beneath the yielding wave. 
 
 4 And as we rise with thee to live, 
 O, let the Holy Spirit give 
 
 The sealing unction from above. 
 The breath of life, the fire of love. 
 
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 So, blessed Spirit, come to-day 
 
 To our baptismal scene: 
 Let thoughts of earth be far away. 
 
 And every mind serene. 
 
 This day we give to holy joy; 
 
 This day to heaven belongs: 
 Ixaised to new life, we will employ 
 
 In melody our tongues. 
 
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 1 I'M not ashamed to own my Lord, 
 Or to defend his cause, 
 Maintain the honor of his word, 
 The glory of his cross. 
 
 ■- Jesus, my Lord! I know his name, 
 His name is all my trust; 
 Xor will he put my soul to shame 
 Nor let my hope be lost. 
 
 .1 Firm as his throne his promise stands, 
 And he can well secure 
 "What I've committed to his hands, 
 Till the decisive hour. 
 
 A Then w ill he own my worthless name, 
 Before his Father's face, 
 And in the New Jerusalem, 
 Appoint my soul a place. 
 
 1 IF glorious angels do rejoice, 
 
 When sinners turn to God, 
 Let us unite with cheerful voice. 
 To spread his praise abroad. 
 
 2 AVhen Jesus unto Jordan came, 
 
 And was baptized of John, 
 A voice from heaven did proclaim, 
 'Tis my beloved Son. 
 
 3 His ministers he sent about, 
 
 To prf^ach the w^ord of grace. 
 And to baptize the world throughout. 
 Who should his truth embrace. 
 
 •1 Lord, we have here before our eyes. 
 
 Some that have set their hand 
 
 To serve thee ami to be baptized. 
 
 As thou didst give command. 
 
 5 Glory to God, who reigns above, 
 For his abounding grace, 
 In this the token of his love. 
 To us a guilty race. 
 
 G Let us employ our tongues to sing. 
 The i)raises of the Lord, 
 For calling sinners home to him, 
 By his all powerful v.-ord. 
 
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 1 l^ftliow the willing; converts trace The path tlieJr great Redeemer trod; 
 
 AudfoUow tlirtJUf^hhiK liquid grave The[Oiiiit,. ] meek, the low - ly 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. 
 
 Z O Bacred rite, by Ihee the name 
 Of Jesus 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 shows his grace to sinful men: 
 Let saints on earth, and hosts in heaven, 
 In concert join their loud Amen. 
 
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 2 How sweet is this beautiful rite, 
 
 Our union with him to proclaim— 
 Our death to each sinful delight — 
 Our rising to life through his name. 
 
 3 How blessed, by bearing the cross, 
 
 To show our regard for his will — 
 
 To seek, while professing his cause, 
 
 •'All righteousness here to fulfill." 
 
 4 How pleasant the path to pursue 
 
 His perfect example has led: 
 With the scene at the Jordan in view. 
 We haste in his footsteps to tread. 
 
 5 Dear Savior, thine ordinance bless, 
 
 The joy of thy presence make known; 
 Descend, O thou Spirit of grace, 
 And seal us forever thine own. 
 
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 2 With chceful feet may they advance, 
 And run the Christian race, 
 And through the troubles of the way, 
 Find all-sufficient grace. 
 
 3 Lord, plant us all into thy death. 
 That we thy life may prove — 
 Partakers of thy cross beneath, 
 And of thy crown above. 
 
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 -' For in that night he was betrayed, 
 He for us all a pattern laid; 
 IJeforc his supper he did eat, 
 He rose and washed his brethren's feet. 
 
 3 The Lord who made the earth and sky, 
 Arose, and laid his garments by, 
 And washed their feet, to show that we 
 Should always kind and bumble be. 
 
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 4 11^ washed iheiii all to make them clean, 
 But Judas still was full of sin: 
 Maj none of us, like Judas, sell 
 The Lord for gold, and go to hell. 
 
 5 Peter said, Lord, it shall not be, 
 Thou Shalt not stoop to washing me. 
 O that no Christian here may say, 
 I'm Loo* unworthy to obey. 
 
 6 Ye call me Lord and Master too. 
 Then do as I have done to you; 
 All my commands and counsels keep, 
 And show your love by washing feel. 
 
 7 Ye shall be happy if ye know. 
 And do these things by faith below; 
 And I'll protect you till you die, 
 And then remove you up on high. 
 
 I WILL TRUST IN THE BLOOD OP THE LAMB. C. M. 
 
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 I will trust in the blood of the Lamb. 
 
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 My dying Savior, and my God, 
 Fountain for guilt and sin. 
 
 Sprinkle me ever with thy blood, 
 And cleanse and keep me clean 
 Cho.— I will trust, &c. 
 
 3 Wash me, and make me thus thine own; 
 Wash me, and mine thou art; 
 Wash me, but not my feet alone, 
 My hands, my head, my heart. 
 Cho.— I will trust, »tc. 
 
 4 Th' atonement of thy blood apply 
 Till faith to sight improve; 
 Till hope in full fruition die, 
 And all my soul be love. 
 Cho.— I will trust, &c. 
 
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 1 BEHOLD, where in a mortal form 
 Appears each grace divine; 
 The virtues, all in Jesus met, 
 With mildest radiance shine. 
 
 2 To spread the rays of heavenly light. 
 To give the mourner joy; 
 To preach glad tidings to the poor, 
 Was his divine employ. 
 
 3 Lowly in heart, to all his friends 
 A friend and servant found; 
 
 He washed their feet, he wiped their tears, 
 And healed each bleeding wound. 
 
 4 'Midst keen reproach and cruel scorn, 
 
 Patient and meek he stood; 
 His foes, ungrateful, sought his life; 
 He labored for their good. 
 
 5 Be Christ our pattern and our guide! 
 
 His image may we bear! 
 O may we tread his holy steps, 
 His joy and glory share. 
 
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 1 TO thee, my Shepherd and my Lord, 
 
 A grateful song I'll raise; 
 Oh, let the humblest of thy flock 
 Attempt to speak thy praise. 
 
 2 My life, my joy, my hope, I owe 
 
 To thine amazing love; 
 Ten thousand thousand comforts here, 
 And nobler bliss above. 
 
 3 To thee my trembling spirit flies, 
 
 With sin and grief oppressed; 
 Thy gentle voice dispels my fears, 
 And lulls my cares to rest. 
 
 4 Lead on dear Shepherd! — led by thee, 
 
 No evil shall I fear; 
 Soon shall I reach thy fold above. 
 And praise thee better there. 
 
THE CHURCH— FEET- WASHING. 
 
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 1 The Church of God be-lieves it right, To think and do as Je - sus bade, 
 
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 2 Mark the example which I give: 
 
 Keep it, and show your mutual love; 
 My precepts do, and you shall live, 
 In bliss below, and heaven above. 
 
 Then, do we love our brethren now? 
 
 And are we bound in union sweet? 
 If so, like Jesus, let us bow. 
 
 And let us wash each other's feet. 
 
 4 Let no one be ashamed of this, — 
 Or, Peter-like, turn, and say, no; 
 But as we aim for heavenly bliss. 
 We'll in our Master's footsteps go. 
 
 5 Now, Lord, we'll wash thy people's feet. 
 And here enjoy their fond embrace; 
 Each with a kiss of friendship greet 
 And hope in love to see thy face 
 
 6 And then we'll feast on heavenly love, 
 And find our joys to be complete; 
 Yes, then we'll sing thy praise above. 
 And bow, with angels, at thy feet. 
 
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 1 3IAKE up thy jewels, Lord, and show 
 The glorious spotless church below; 
 The fellowship of saints make known, 
 And oh my God, might I be one. 
 
 2 O might my lot be cast with these, 
 The least of Jesus witnessess, 
 O that my Lord would count me meet, 
 To wash his dear disciples' feet. 
 
 3 To wait upon his saints below, 
 On gospel errands for them go, 
 Enjoy the grace to angels given. 
 And serve the royal heirs of heaven. 
 
THE LOVE-FEAST. 
 
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 1 YE foll'wers of the Prince of Peace, 
 "Who round his table draw, 
 Remember what his spirit was, 
 "What his peculiar law. 
 
 1 ENT mem'ry of the Savior's love, 
 We keep the sacred feast, 
 "Where every humble, contrite heart, 
 Is made a welcome guest. 
 
 The love which all his bosom filled 
 
 Did all his actions guide; 
 Inspired by love, he lived and taught: 
 
 Inspired' by love, he died. 
 
 2 Here let oar ransomed powers unite 
 His honered name to raise; 
 Let grateful joy fill every mind. 
 And every voice be praise. 
 
 Let each the sacred law fulfill; 
 
 Like his be every mind; 
 Be every temper formed by love, 
 
 And every action kind. 
 
 G One fold, one faith, one hope, one Lord, 
 One God alone we know; 
 Brethren we are; let every heart 
 "With kind afi'eclions glow. 
 
 4 L:-t none who call themselves his friends ^ 4 Under his banner thus we sing 
 Disgrace the honored name, | The wonders of his love, 
 
 But by a near resemblance prove | And thus anticipate, by faith, 
 
 The title which they claim. i The heavenly feast above. 
 
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 1 ALL praise to our redeeming Lord, 
 
 Who joins us by bis grace, 
 And bids us, each to each restored, 
 Togethcrseck his face. 
 
 2 He bids us build each other up; 
 
 And, gathered into one. 
 To our high calling's glorious hope, 
 We hand in hand go on. 
 
 3 The gift which he on one bestows, 
 
 We all delight to prove; 
 The grace through every vessel flows, 
 In purest streams of love. 
 
 THE SALUTATION 
 
 4 E'en now we think and speak the same, 
 And cordially agree — 
 United all, through Jesus' name, 
 In perfect harmony. 
 
 5 The kiss of peace to each we give — 
 A pledge of Christian love; 
 In love, while here on earth, we'll live, 
 In love we'll dwell above. 
 
 G Love is the golden chain that binds 
 Believers all in one; 
 And he's an heir of heaven that finds 
 His bosom glow with love. 
 
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 2 To each, the soul of each how dear! 
 AVhat watchful love, what holy fear! 
 How doth the generous flame within 
 Kefine from earth and cleanse from sin! 
 
 3 Their streaming eyes together flow 
 For human guilt and mortal woe; 
 Their ardent prayers together rise, 
 Like mingling flames in sacrifice. 
 
 4 They're one in life and one in death — 
 One in their joy, their trust, their faith; 
 One in their hope of rest above. 
 One in each other's faithful love. 
 
 5 Nor shall the glowing flame expire. 
 When dimly burns frail nature s fire: 
 In heaven it will the brighter burn, 
 Since there the graces are matured. 
 
THE CHURCH-THE COMMUNION. 
 
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 Thy fasting and thy prayer? 
 Thy locks with mountain vapors wet, 
 To save us from dispair. 
 
 Gethsemane, can we forget — 
 Thy struggling agony — 
 
 "When night lay dark on Olivet, 
 And none to watch with thee. 
 
 4 Can we the crown of thorns forget — 
 The buffeting and shame; 
 "When hell thy sinking soul beset, 
 And earth reviled thy name? 
 
 The nails, the spear can we forget, 
 
 The agonizing cry: — 
 *'My God: my Father! wilt thou let 
 
 Thy Son forsaken die?" 
 
 1 LET vain pursuits and vain desire, 
 Be banished from the heart, 
 The Savior's love fill every breast, 
 And light and life impart. 
 
 2 He knew how frail our nature is. 
 Our souls how apt to stray; 
 How much we need his gracious help 
 To keep us in the way. 
 
 3 These faithful pledges of his love 
 His mercy did ordain, 
 To bring refreshment to our souls, 
 And faith and hope sustain. 
 
 4 Since such his condescending grace, 
 Let us with hearts sincere. 
 Obedient to his holy will, 
 
 To this dear feast draw near. 
 
 C Life's highest joys we may forget — 
 Our kindred cease to love; 
 But he who paid our hopeless debt, 
 Our constancy shall prove. 
 
 5 And while we join to celebrate 
 The sutfering of our Lord, 
 Maj' we receive new grace and power 
 To keep his holy word. 
 
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 1 A PARTIXG hymn we sing, 
 Around thy table, Lord; 
 Again our grateful tribute bring. 
 Our solemn vows record. 
 
 2 Here we have seen thy face, 
 And felt thy presence here; 
 So may the savor of thy grace 
 In word and life appear. 
 
 3 The purchase of thy blood- 
 By sin no longer led — 
 The path our dear Redeemer trod 
 May we rejoicing tread. 
 
 4 In self -forgetting love 
 
 Be Christian union shown, 
 Until we join the Church above, 
 And know as we are known. 
 
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 1 LO! the destroying angel flies 
 To Pharaoh's stubborn land: 
 The pride and flower of Egypt dies 
 By his avenging hand. 
 
 2 He passed the tents of Jacob o'er, 
 ISIor poured the wrath divine; 
 He saw the blood on every door, 
 And blessed the peaceful sign. 
 
 3 Thus the appointed Lamb must bleed 
 Tu break the Egyptian yoke; 
 Thus Israel is from bondage freed, 
 And 'scapes the angel's stroke. 
 
 4 Lord, if my heart were sprinkled too, 
 With blood so rich as thine. 
 Justice no longer would pursue 
 This guilty soul of mine. 
 
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 Thee tighter far than helpless nails; 
 Jesus, our Love, is crucified! 
 
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 1 'TWAS on that dark, that doleful night, 
 When powers of earth and hell arose 
 Against the Sou of God's delight, 
 And friends betrayed hiui to his foes— 
 
 2 Before the mournful scene began, 
 
 He took the bread, and bless'd,and brake 
 What love through all his actions ran! 
 WliAt wondrous words of grace he spake ! 
 
 3 '-'This is my body, broke for sin: 
 Receive and eat the living food;" 
 
 Then took the cup and blest the wine: 
 "Tis the new cov'nant in my blood.' 
 
 4 "Do this," he cried, "till time shall end, 
 In memory of your dying friend: 
 3Ieet at my table, and record 
 
 The love of your departed Lord." 
 
 5 Jesus thy feast we celebrate; 
 
 We show thy death, we sing thy name, 
 Till thou return, and we shall eat 
 The marriage-supper of the Lamb. 
 
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 2 His example by beholding, 
 
 May our lives his image bear; 
 
 Him our Lord and Master calling. 
 
 His commands may we revere. 
 
 3 Love to God and man displaying, 
 Walking steadfast in his way, 
 Joy attend us in believing. 
 Peace from God through endless day. 
 
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 2 When justice, by our sins provoked, 
 
 Drew forth its dreadful sword, 
 He gave his soul up to the stroke 
 Without a murm'ring word. 
 
 3 He sunk beneath our heavy -woes, 
 
 To raise us to his throne; 
 There's ne'er a gift his hand bestows 
 But cost his heart a groan. 
 
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 4 This was compassion like a God, 
 
 That though the Savior knew 
 The price of pardon was his blood, 
 His pity ne'er withdrew. 
 
 5 Now, though he reigns exalted high. 
 
 His love is still as great: 
 
 Well he remembers Calvary, 
 
 Nor lets his saints forget. 
 
 
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 2 It is finished! O what pleasure 
 
 Do these charming words allord; 
 
 Heavenly blessings without measure 
 
 Flow to us from Christ the Lord. 
 
 It is finished! 
 Saints, the dying words record. 
 
 3 Finished all the types and shadows 
 
 Of the ceremonial law; 
 Fini^cd all that God had promised. 
 
 Death and hell no more shall awe. 
 It is finished! 
 . Saints, from hence your comfort draw. 
 
 THE CHURCH— COMMISSION. 
 
 4 Happy souls, approach the table. 
 
 Taste the soul reviving food; 
 Nothing half so sweet and pleasant 
 As the Savior's flesh and blood. 
 
 It is finished! 
 Christ has borne the heavy load. 
 
 5 Tune your hearts anew, ye seraphs, 
 
 Join to sing the pleasing theme; 
 All on earth, and all in heaven, 
 Join to praise Immanuel's name- 
 Hallelujah! 
 Glory to the bleeding Lamb! 
 
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 1 WHEN I survey the wond'rous cross, 
 
 On which the Prince of glory died, 
 My richest gain I count but loss, 
 And pour contempt on all my pride. 
 
 2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, 
 
 Save in the death of Christ, my Lord: 
 All the vain things that charm me most 
 I sacrifice to Jesus' blood. 
 
 3 See, from his head, his hands, his feet, 
 
 Sorrow and love flow mingled down; 
 Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, 
 Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 
 
 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine. 
 
 That were a present far to small; 
 Love so amazing, so divine, 
 
 Demands my soul, my life, my all. 
 
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 I SO let our lips and live3 express 
 The holy gospel we profess; 
 So let our works and virtues shine, 
 To prove the doctrine all divine. 
 
 2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad 
 The honors of our Savior, God; 
 "NVhen his salvation reigns within, 
 And grace subdues the power of sin. 
 
 3 Religion bears our spirits up, 
 
 "While we expect that blessed hope, — 
 The bright appearance of the Lord: 
 And faith stands leaning on his word. 
 
 >:o. 5. L. M. (Selected.) 
 
 1 MY God. how endless is thy love! 
 Thy gifts are every evening new 
 And morning mercies from above. 
 Gently distil like early dew. 
 
 2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night, 
 Great guardian of my sleeping hours; 
 Thy sov'reign word restores the light, 
 And quickens all my drow.^y powcrr. 
 
 3 I yield my powers to thy command; 
 To thee 1 consecrate my days; 
 Perpetual blessings from th}' hand 
 Demand perpetual songs of praise. 
 
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 1 COME in, thou blessed of the Lord, 
 Enter in Jesus' precious name; 
 We welcome thee with one accord, 
 And trust the Savior does the same. 
 
 2 Those joys which earth cannot afibrc!, 
 We 11 seek in fellowship to prove; 
 Joined in one spirit to t)ur Lord, 
 ToiTCther bound bv mutual love. 
 
 3 And, while we pass this vale of tears, 
 
 We'll make our joys and sorrows known; 
 We'll share each otheis hopes and fears, 
 And couQt a brother's care our own. 
 
 4 Once more our welcome we repeat; 
 i Keceive assurance of our love; 
 ! Oh! may we all together meet, 
 i Around the throne of God above. 
 
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 Where streams of pleasure ever flow, 
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 2 He coincs, of hellish malice full, 
 
 To scatter, tear, and slay: 
 lie seizes every struggling soul 
 As his own lawful prey. 
 
 3 Us into thy protection take, 
 
 And gather with thine arm; 
 Unless the fold we first forsake, 
 The wolf can never harm. 
 
 4 "We laugh to scorn his cruel power, 
 
 While by our Shepherd's side; 
 The sheep he never can devour, 
 Unless he first divide. 
 
 5 O do not suffer him to part 
 
 The souls that here agree; 
 But make us one of mind and heart, 
 And keep us one in thee. 
 
 G Together let us sweetly live. 
 Together let us die: 
 And each a starry crown receive. 
 And reign above the sky. 
 
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 1 LO! what an entertaining sight 
 Are brethren that agree! 
 Brethren whose cheerful hearts unite 
 In bands of piety. 
 
 - When streams of love from Christ the 
 Descend to every soul, [spring, 
 
 And heavenly peace, with balmy wing 
 Shades and bedews the whole. 
 
 3 Tis like the oil divinely sweet, 
 
 On Aarons rev'rend head: 
 The trickling drops perfumed his feet, 
 And o'er his garments spread. 
 
 4 'Tis pleasant as the mornins dews 
 
 That falls on Zion's hill, 
 Where God his mildest glory shoTys, 
 And makes his grace distill. 
 
 319 
 
 C. M. 
 
 2 One family, wc dwell in him, 
 
 One church above, beneath; 
 Though now divided by the stream, 
 The narrow stream of death. 
 
 3 One army of the living God, 
 
 To his commands we bow; 
 Part of the host have crossed the flood. 
 And part are crossing now. 
 
 4 Lo! thousands to their endless home 
 
 Are swiftly borne away; 
 And wc are to the margin come. 
 And soon must launch as they. 
 
 5 Lord Jesus! be our constant guide! 
 
 Then when the world is given, . 
 Bid death's cold flood its waves divide, 
 And land us safe in heaven. 
 
 320 
 
 C. M. 
 
 THE saints on earth, and those above, 
 But one communion make; 
 
 Joined to their Lord, in bonds of love. 
 All of his grace partake. 
 
 1 TRY us, O God, and search the ground 
 
 Of every sinful heart; 
 Whate'er of sin in us is found, 
 O bid it all depart. 
 
 2 When to the right or left we stray, 
 
 Leave us not comfortless; 
 But guide our feet into the way 
 Of everlasting peace. 
 
 3 Help us to help each other. Lord, 
 
 Each other's cross to bear; 
 
 Let each his friendly aid afford, 
 
 And feel his brother's care. 
 
 4 Help us to build each other up, 
 Our little stock improve; 
 Increase our faith, contirm our hope, 
 And perfect us in love. 
 
 5 Up into thee, the living Head, 
 Let us in all things grow, 
 Till thou hast made us free indeed, 
 And spotless here below. 
 
 .6 Then, when tiic mighty w^ork is wrought, 
 I Receive thy ready bride: 
 I Give us in heaven a happy lot 
 ' NVith all the siiuctificd. 
 
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 And then we .shall see that bright dny, 
 And join w ith the angels above, 
 
 Set free from our prisons of clay, 
 "TJnited in Je.'^us' kind love. 
 
 With Jesus we ever shall reign, 
 And all his bright glory shall see; 
 
 Then sing hallelujahs — Amen! 
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 - Beyond the bounds of time and space 
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 The saint's secure abode; 
 On faith's strong eagle pinions rise, 
 And force your passage to the skies, 
 
 And scale the mount of God. 
 
 Who suffer with our Master here, 
 Shall there before his face appear, 
 
 And by his side sit down; 
 To patient faith the prize is sure; 
 And all that to the end endure 
 
 The cross, shall wear the crown. 
 
 THE ANOINTING. 
 
 323 L- M. (REST. Page 172.) 
 1 WHEN struggling on the bed of pain, 
 And earth and all its joys are vain, 
 How sweet, my God, to know thy power 
 Sustains me in this trying hour. 
 - I would thy holy word obey 
 E'en while upon my bed I lie: 
 I call the elders here, O Lord, 
 To do according to thy word. 
 
 3 And while the oil's by faith applied, 
 O may my soul be sanctified 
 
 By the blest unction from above. 
 And then be filled with heavenly love. 
 
 4 Then shall my cheerful, grateful tongue. 
 In rapt'rous strains thy praise prolong; 
 My ransomed soul adore thy giace, 
 And swifter run the heavenly race. 
 
 o Or, should my days be near their end. 
 And I through death my steps must wend, 
 Then. O my Lord, receive me home, 
 To mingle with the blood-washed throng 
 
 324 8s- (MADISON. Page 1G4.) 
 
 1 O THOU whose compassionate care, 
 
 Does all of thy creatures sustain, 
 Now graciously teach me to bear 
 The weight of affliction and pain. 
 
 2 Though cheerless my days seem to'flow. 
 
 Though weary and wakeful njy nights. 
 What comfort it gives me to know 
 'Tis the hand' of a Father that smites I 
 
 3 A tender Physician thou art, 
 
 Who woundest in order to heal, 
 And comfort divine dost impart 
 To soften the anguish we feel- 
 
 4 O, let this affliction be blest. 
 
 And answer thy gracious design, 
 Then grant that my soul may find rest 
 In comforts to healing as thine. 
 
 5 And bless this anointing with oil. 
 
 And save me from every sin, 
 That when I am taken from earth. 
 In heaven with thee mny I live." * 
 
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 And be this place to worship given, 
 Like that bright spot where Jacob slept. 
 The house of God, the gate of heaven. 
 
 3 Here may thine honor dwell; and here, 
 A.S incense, let thy children's prayer, 
 From contrite hearts and lips sincere, 
 Rise on the still and holy air. 
 
 4 Here be thy praise devoutly sung; 
 
 Here lei thy truth beam forth to save. 
 As when, of old, thy Spirit hung 
 On wings of light, o'er Jordan's wave. 
 
 5 And when the lips, that with thy name 
 Are vocal now, to dust shall turn, 
 On others may devotion's flame 
 Be kindled here and purely burn. 
 
 DUNDEE. C. M. 
 
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 And they who mourn, and they who fear, 
 
 Be strengthened as they pray. 
 
 4 May faith grow firm, and love grow warm, 
 And pure devotion rise, 
 While round these hallow'd walls the storm 
 Of earth-born passion dies. 
 
 INVITATION AND WARNING. 
 
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 1 SINNERS, the voice of God regard; 
 His mercy speaks to-day: 
 He calls you by his sov'reign word. 
 From sin's destructive way. 
 
 2 Like the rough sea that can not rest, 
 You live devoid of peace; 
 A thousand stings within your breast 
 Deprive your souls of ease. 
 
 3 Your way is dark, and leads to hell; 
 Why will you persevere? 
 Can you in woe and darkness dwell, 
 Shut up in black despair? 
 
 4 Why will you in the crooked ways 
 Of sin and folly go? 
 In pain you travel all your days. 
 To reap eternal woe! 
 
 5 But he that turns to God shall live, 
 Through his abounding grace; 
 His mercy will the guilt forgive 
 Of those that seek his face. 
 
 i 6 His love exceeds your highest thoughts; 
 I He pardons like a God; 
 
 He will forgive your num'rous faults. 
 Through a Redeemer's blood 
 
 328 ^' ^^- (WINDHAM. Pag 16S ) 
 
 1 BROAD is the road that leads to death. 
 And thousands walk together there; 
 But wisdom shows a narrow path, 
 With here and there a traveler. 
 
 "Deny thyself and take thy cross," 
 Is the Redeemer's great command; 
 
 Nature must count her gold but dross, 
 If she would gain this heav'nly land. 
 
 3 The fearful soul that tires and faints, 
 And walks the ways of God no more, 
 Is but esteemed almost a saint. 
 . And makes his own destruction sure. 
 
 4 Lord, let not all my hopes be vain; 
 Create my heart entirely new, 
 Which hypocrites could ne'er attain, 
 Which false apostates never knew, 
 
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 1 I LONG to see the season come 
 When sinners shall come flocking home, 
 To taste the heaven of Jesus' love, 
 And seek the joys that are above. 
 
 2 Hark! 'tis the glorious gospel sound, 
 Inviting sinners all around; 
 Behold! the loving Savior stands, 
 
 And spreads lor you his bleeding hands. 
 
 3 He now is knocking at your heart. 
 Waiting Salvation to impart; 
 To wash you in atoning blood, 
 And seal you heirs and sons of God. 
 
 4 Take your companions by the hand, 
 And all your children iu a band, 
 And give them up at Jesus' call. 
 To pardon, bless and save them all. 
 
 5 And when the day of Christ shall come, 
 And lie collects his jewels home; 
 On Zion's mount you all shall stand. 
 And join the bright angelic band. 
 
 330 
 
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 1 COME, sinners, to the gospel feast, 
 Ye need not one be left behind, 
 Let every soul be Jesus' guest. 
 For God has bidden all mankind. 
 
 2 Since our dear Lord to you doth call. 
 
 Come all the world, come sinner, thou, 
 The invitation is to all; 
 All things in Christ are ready now. 
 
 3 Come all ye souls, by sin oppressed. 
 
 Ye poor and maimed, and halt and blind, 
 Ye restless wand'rers after rest! 
 In Christ a hearty welcome find. 
 
 4 The message from the Lord receive, 
 O let his love your hearts constrain, 
 Ye all may come to Christ and live, 
 Nor sufl'cr him to die in vain. 
 
 His love is mighty for to heal. 
 Yield to his love's redeeminej power, 
 
 His conqu'ring love consent to feel: 
 And strive against your God no more. 
 
INVITATION AND WARNING. 
 
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 The gospel's voice attend, 
 
 Which Jesus sent to you; 
 Ye perishing and guilty, come, 
 In Jesus' arms there yet is room. 
 
 2 No longer now delay, 
 
 Nor vain excuses frame; 
 lie bids you come to-day, 
 
 Though poor, and blind, and lame; 
 All things are ready; sinner, come; 
 For every trembling soul there's room. 
 
 3 Believe the heavenly word 
 His messengers proclaim; 
 He is a gracious Lord, 
 
 And faithful is his name: 
 Backsliding souls, return and come, 
 Cast oil' despair, there yet is room. 
 
 Compelled by bleeding love, 
 Ye Avandering sheep, draw near, 
 
 Christ calls you from above, 
 His charming accents hear! 
 
 Let whosoever will, now come; 
 
 In mercy's breast there still is room. 
 
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 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. 
 
 4 False professors, grov'ling worldlings, 
 Callous hearers of the word, 
 While the messengers address you. 
 Take the warnings they aftord; 
 We entreat you. 
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 When the rich gales of mercy no longer shall blow, 
 
 The gospel no message declare — 
 Sinner, how canst thou bear the deep wailing of woe, 
 
 How suffer the night of despair! 
 
 3 When the holy have gone to the regions of peace, 
 To dwell in the mansions above; 
 When their harmony wakes in the fulness of bliss, 
 Their song to the Savior of love — 
 
 4 Say, sinner, that livest at rest and secure. 
 Who fearest no trouble to come. 
 Can thy spirit the swellings of sorrow endure, 
 Or bear the impenitent 's doom? 
 
 334 H. M. (LENOX. Page 89.) 
 
 1 BLOW ye the trumpet, blow, 
 
 The gladly solemn sound! 
 Let all the nations know, 
 
 To earth's remotest bound. 
 The year of Jubilee is come; 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
 
 2 Exalt the Lamb of God, 
 
 The sin-atoning Lamb; 
 
 Redemption by his blood 
 
 Through all the lands proclaim: 
 The year of Jubilee is come; 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
 
 I 3 Ye who have sold for nought 
 
 Your heritage above, 
 Come take it l3ack unbought, 
 
 The gift of Jesus' love: 
 The year of Jubilee is come; 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
 
 The gospel trumpet hear. 
 The news of pard'ning grace; 
 
 Ye happy souls, draw near. 
 Behold your Savior's face: 
 
 The year of Jubilee is come; 
 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
 
 Jesus, our great High Priest, 
 Has full atonement made; 
 
 Ye weary spirits, rest; 
 Ye mournful souls, be glad! 
 
 The year of Jubilee is come; 
 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
 
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 3 Hasten, sinner, to return! 
 
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 4 Hasten, sinner, to be blest! 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun, 
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 - SooQ, 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. 
 3 In that lone land of deep despair, 
 
 No Sabbath's heavenly light shall rise — 
 No God regard vour bitter prayer, 
 No Savior call you to the skies. 
 
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 [ Silence, and solitude and gloom 
 In those forgetful realms appear; 
 Deep sorrows till the dismal tomb, 
 And hope shall never enter there. 
 
 ) Now God invites; how blest the day! 
 
 How sweet the gospel's charming sound! 
 Come, sinners, haste, O baste away, 
 While yet a pardoning God is found. 
 
 1 Let eve - ry mor - tal ear at - tend And, eve - ry heart re-joice; 
 
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 3 Eternal Wisdom hath prepared 
 
 A soul-reviving feast, 
 And bids your longing appetites 
 The rich provision taste. 
 
 4 Ho, ye that pant for living streams, 
 
 And pine away and die, 
 Here you may quench your raging thi rst 
 
 With t^prings that never dry. 
 ~j The happy gates of gospel grace 
 
 Stand open night and day 
 Ix)rd, we are come to seek supplies, 
 
 And drive our wants away. 
 
 338 L. M. 
 
 1 HASTE,trav'ler, haste! the night comes on, 
 And many a shining hour is gone; 
 The storm is gathering in the west, 
 And thou art far from home and rest. 
 
 2 O, far from home thy footsteps stray; 
 Christ is the Life, and Christ the Way, 
 And Christ the Light. Yon setting sun 
 Sinks ere the morn is scarce begun. 
 
 3 The rising tempest sweeps the sky, 
 The rains descend, the winds arc high; 
 The waters swell, and death and fear 
 
 I Beset thy path — no refuge near. 
 
 4 O yes, a shelter you may gain— 
 
 A covert from the wind jmd rain — 
 A hiding place, a rest, a home — 
 A refuge from the wrath to come. 
 
 5 Then linger not in all the plain — 
 Flee for thy life — the mountain gain; 
 Look not behind — make no delay — 
 O, speed thee, speed thee on thy way. 
 
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 1 WITH tearful eyes I look around, 
 
 Life seems a dark and stormy sea; 
 Yet, 'midst the gloom, I bear a sound, 
 A heavenly whisper, "Come to me." 
 
 2 It tells me of a place of rest — 
 
 It tells me where my soul may flee; 
 0! to the weary, faint, oppressed. 
 How sweet the bidding, "Come to me. 
 
 3 "When nature shudders, loth to part 
 
 From all I love, enjoy, and see; 
 
 When a faint chill steals o'er my heart, 
 
 A sweet voice utters, "come to me." 
 Come, for all else must fail and die; 
 
 Earth is no resting-place for thee; 
 Heavenward direct thy weeping eye, 
 
 I am thy portion, "Come to me." 
 O, voice of mercy! voice of love! 
 
 In conflict, grief, and agony, 
 Support me, cheer me from above! 
 
 And gently whisper, "Come to me." 
 
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 And angels are waiting to welcome you bouie. 
 
 2 How vain the delusion, that while you delay. 
 Your hearts may grow Wetter by staying away: 
 Come wretched, come starving, come just as yon be, 
 'While streams of salvation are flowing so free. 
 
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 Ohow can you question ifyou will believe? 
 
 If sin is your burden, why will you not come? 
 Tis you he bids welcome; be bids you come home. 
 
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 Come, ye weary, heavy laden. 
 Bruised and mangled by the fall; 
 
 If you tarry till you're better, 
 lou will never come at all, 
 
 Not the righteous — 
 Sinners Jesus came to call. 
 
 4 Agonizing in the garden, 
 
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 On the bloody tree behold him! 
 Hear him cry before he dies, 
 
 "It is finished!" 
 Sinners, will not this suffice? 
 
 5 Lo! the rising Lord, ascending, 
 
 Pleads the virtue of his blood: 
 Venture on him, venture freely. 
 Let no other trust intrude; 
 
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 Can do helpless sinners good. 
 
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 Sing the praises of the Lamb, 
 
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 Earth has no sorrow that heav'n can not cure. 
 
 CROSS AND CROWN. C. M. 
 
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 Forth from the throne of God boundless in love; 
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 And make this last resolve. 
 
 2 I'll go to Jesus, though my sin 
 
 Hath like a mountain rose: 
 I know his courts, I'll enter in, 
 Whatever may oppose. 
 
 3 Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, 
 
 And there my guilt confess; 
 
 I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone, 
 
 Without his sovereign grace. 
 
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 Whose scepter pardon gives; 
 
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 Perhaps will hear my prayer; 
 
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 I am resolved to try, 
 
 For if I stay away, I know 
 1 must forever die. 
 
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 The bliss for which we sigh: 
 'Tis not the whole of life to live. 
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 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: 
 O what eternal horrors hang 
 Around the second death! 
 
 5 Lord God of truth and grace, 
 
 Teach us that death to shun, 
 Lest we be banished from thy face, 
 And evermore undone. 
 
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 3 But will he prove a friend indeed? 
 He will — the very friend you need; 
 The friend of sinners — yes 'tis he, 
 With garments dyed on Calvary. 
 
 4 Rise, touched with gratitude divine, 
 Turn out his enemy and thine. 
 That soul-destroying monster, sin — 
 And let the heavenly Stranger in. 
 
 5 Admit him, ere his anger burn — 
 His feet departed, ne'er return; 
 Admit him — or the hour's at hand. 
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 To 'scape from hell and fly to heaven, 
 The day of grace, when mortals may 
 Secure the blessings of the day. 
 
 The living know that they must die, 
 Beneath the clods their dust must lie; 
 Then have no share in all that's done 
 Beneath the circle of the sun. 
 
 4 Then what my thoughts design to do. 
 My hands, with all your might pursue: 
 Since no device nor'work is found, 
 Nor faith nor hope, beneath the ground. 
 
 ~) There are no acts of pardon passed 
 In the cold grave to which we haste, 
 O may we all receive thy grace, 
 And see with joy thy smiling face. 
 
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 1 COME, take my yoke, the Savior said. 
 To follow me, be not afraid; 
 
 For I in heart am lowly, meek. 
 And offer you the rest you seek. 
 - The yoke of pleasure may allure, 
 And promise bliss that will endure; 
 But when it has thy youth despoiled, 
 "Twill cast thee oft as garments soiled. 
 
 3 Take not on thee the yoke of wealth; 
 Twill eat thy soul, destroy thy health, 
 And make thee feel how cheap the cost. 
 If worlds could buy the peace it lost. 
 
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 And hangs out its perennial bays; 
 Be not, poor soul, by it misled; 
 I offer thee a crown instead- 
 Then take my yoke — 'tis soft and light, 
 'Twill ne'er disturb thy rest at night; 
 But guide thee to that world above, 
 Where no restraint is known but love. 
 
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 1 WHY will you lavish out your years. 
 Amidst a thousand trifling cares. 
 While, in the various range 6f thought, 
 The one thing needful is forgot? 
 
 2 Why will ye chase the fleeting wind. 
 And famish an immortal mind; 
 While angels with regiet look down, 
 To see you spurn a heavenly crown? 
 
 3 Th' eternal God calls from above. 
 And Jesus pleads his dying love. 
 Awakened conscience gives you pain. 
 And shall they join their i)leas in vain? 
 
 4 Not so your dying eyes shall view 
 Those objects which yc now pursue; 
 Not so shall heaven and hell appear, 
 When the decisive hour is near. 
 
 5 Almighty God: thine aid impart, 
 To fix conviction on the heart; 
 
 Thy power can clear the darkest eyes, 
 And make the haughtiest scorners wise. 
 
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 Great salvation, don't reject it, 
 
 O receive it, now's your time! 
 Now the Savior is beginning 
 
 To revive his work again; 
 Glory, honor, and salvation, 
 
 Christ the Lord has come to reign. 
 
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 3 Come, dear children, praise your Jesus, 
 
 Praise him, praise him evermore: 
 May his boundless love constrain us, 
 
 His great mercy to adore; 
 O then let us join together, 
 
 Crowns of glory to obtain; 
 Glory, honor, and salvation, 
 
 Christ the Lord has come to reiirn. 
 
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 Thy sins how high they mount ! 
 AVhat arc thy hopes beyond the grave? 
 How stands that dark account? 
 
 3 Death enters, and there's no defense; 
 
 His time there's none can lell: 
 He'll in a moment call the hence, 
 To heaven or to hell. 
 
 4 Thy flesh, i)crhaps thy chiefest care, 
 
 iShall crawling worms consume; 
 But ah! destruction stops not there, 
 Sin kills beyond the tomb. 
 
 5 To-day, the gospel calls to-day, 
 
 Sinners, it speaks to you; 
 Let every one forsake his way, 
 And mercy will ensue. 
 
 6 Rich mercy, dearly bought with blood, 
 
 How vile so e'er he be, 
 Abundant pardon, peace with God, 
 All given entirely free. 
 
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 ! 1 THERE IS a time, we know not when, 
 ! A point, we know not where, 
 I That marks the destiny of men, 
 
 To glory or despair. 
 ' 2 There is a hue, by us unseen, 
 
 That crosses every path; 
 The hidden boundary between 
 
 God's patience and his wrath. 
 
 3 O! where is this mysterious bourne, 
 
 By which our path is crossed; 
 Beyond which, God himself hath sworn, 
 That he who goes is lost! 
 
 4 How far may we go on in sin? 
 
 How long will God forbear? 
 Where does hope end? and where begin 
 The confines of despair? 
 
 5 An answer from the skies is sent: 
 
 "Ye that from God depart! 
 
 While it is called to-day, repent! 
 
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 And strive to think it right. 
 ' T'.ncompassed by a throng. 
 On numbers Lhey depend; 
 riiey think so many can't be wrong 
 And miss a happy end. 
 
 5 But numbers arc no mark 
 
 That men will right be found; 
 A few were saved in Noah's ark, 
 For many millions drowned. 
 
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 And enter while you may; 
 The flock of Christ remains still small. 
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 1 BESIDE the gospel pool, 
 Appointed for the poor, 
 From year to year my longing soul 
 Has waited for a cure. 
 
 2 How often have I seen 
 
 The healing waters move, 
 And others round me stepping m 
 Their efficacy prove. 
 
 3 Dut 1 do still remam — 
 I feci the very same; 
 
 As full of guilt, and fear, and shame, 
 As when at first I came. 
 
 4 How often have 1 thought. 
 Why should I longer lie? 
 Surely the mercy 1 have sought 
 Is not for such as I? 
 
 5 But whither shall 1 go? 
 There is no other pool. 
 Where streams of sov'reign virtue flow, 
 Who make a sinner whole. 
 
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 But let it in thy heart be known 
 That penitence is there 
 
 2 To smite the breast, iheclothesto rend, 
 
 God asketh not of thee; 
 Thy secret .soul he bids thee bend 
 In true humility. 
 
 3 O let us, then, with heartfelt giief. 
 
 Draw near unto our God, 
 And pray to him to grant relief, 
 And stay the lifted rod. 
 
 4 O righteous Judge, if thou wilt deign 
 
 To grant us what we need, 
 
 We pray for lime to turn again, 
 
 And grace to turn indeed. 
 
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 3 Then will I teach the world thy ways; 
 Sinners shall learn thy sovreign grace; 
 I'll lead them to my Savior's blood. 
 And they shall praise a pardoning God. 
 
 4 O, may thy love inspire my tongue; 
 Salvation shall be all my song; 
 
 And all my powers shall join to bless 
 The Lord, my strength and righteousness. 
 
 
 4 I'd hang around his cross and cry, 
 Lord, save a soul condemned to die! 
 O let a wretch come near thy throne, 
 To plead the merits of thy Son. 
 
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 1 O GIVE me, Lord, my sins to mourn, 
 My sins, which have thy body torn'. 
 Give me with broken heart to see. 
 Thy last tremendous agony. 
 
 2 O could I gain the mountain's hight. 
 And guze upon that Dleeding sight! 
 O that with Salem's daughters, I 
 Could stand and see my Savior die! 
 
 3 I'd smite my breast and weep and mourn, 
 And never from the cross return: 
 
 I'd weep o'er the expiring Lord, 
 And mix my tears with Jesus' blood. 
 
 HEAL us, Immanuel! here we stand, 
 
 Waiting to feel thy touch; 
 To wounded souls stretch forth thy hand, 
 
 Blessed Savior, we are such. 
 
 2 Remember him who once applied, 
 
 With trembling, for relief; 
 "Lord, I believe," with tears he cried, 
 "O help my unbelief?" 
 
 3 She, too, who touched thee in the press, 
 
 And healing virtue stole, 
 Was answered, "Daughter, go in peace; 
 Thy faith hath made thee whole." 
 
 4 Like her, with hopes and fears we come 
 
 To touch thee, if we may; 
 
 O! send us not despairing home, 
 
 Send none unhealed awav. 
 
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 1 O LORD! show pity and forgive, 
 Let a repenting sinner live; 
 Are not thy mercies large and free? 
 May not a sinner trust in thee? 
 
 2 My crimes are great, but dont surpass 
 The power and'glory of thy grace; 
 Great God! thy nature hath no bound; 
 So let thy pard'ning love be found. 
 
 O! wash my soul from every sin, 
 And make my guilty conscience clean, 
 Here on my heart the burden lies, 
 And past otlenses pain my eyes. 
 
 4 My lips with shame nn' sins confess, 
 Against thy law, against thy grace; 
 Lord, should thy judgments grow severe, 
 1 am condemned, but thou art clear. 
 
 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, [word. 
 Whose hopes still hov'ring round thy 
 Would light on thy sweet promise there, 
 Some sure support against desi)air. 
 
 1 OH for a glance of heavenly day, 
 To take this stubborn stone away, 
 And thaw with beams of love divine, 
 This heart, this frozen heart of mine! 
 
 2 The rocks can rend, the earth can quake; 
 The seas can roar, the mountains shake; 
 Of feeling all things show some sign, 
 But this unfeeling heart of mine. 
 
 3 To hear the sorrows thou hast felt. 
 Dear Lord, an adamant would melt; 
 But I can read each moving line, 
 And nothing moves this heart of mine. 
 
 4 Thy judgments, too, unmoved I hear, 
 (Amazing thought!) which devils fear: 
 Goodness and wrath in vain combine, 
 To stir this stupid heart of mine. 
 
 Eternal Spirit! miehty God! 
 Apply to me the Savior's blood, 
 Tis his rich blood, and his alone, 
 Can move and melt this heart of stone. 
 
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 1 O THA-T my load of sin were gone! 
 
 O tbut I could at last submit 
 At Jesus' feet to lay it down! 
 To lay my soul at Jesus feet! 
 
 2 Rest for my soul I long to find, 
 
 Savior of all, if mine thou art, 
 Give me thy meek and lowly mind, 
 And stamp thine image on my heart. 
 
 3 Break off the yoke of inbred sin, 
 
 And fully set my spirit free; 
 I canuut rest till pure within, 
 Till 1 am holy lost in thee. 
 
 4 Fain would I learn of thee, my Lord, 
 
 Thy light and easy burden prove; 
 The cross, all stained with hallowed blood; 
 The labor of thy dying love. 
 
 5 I would, but thou must give the power, 
 
 My heart from every sin release; 
 Bring near, bring near the joyful hour, 
 And fill me with thy perfect peace. 
 
 6 Come, Lord, the drooping sinner cheer, 
 
 Nor let thy chariot wheels delay; 
 Appear, in my poor heart, appear, 
 My God, my Savior, come away! 
 
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 3 I would, but cannot love, 
 
 Though woo'd by love divine; 
 No arguments have power to move 
 A soul so base as mine. 
 
 4 I would, but cannot rest, 
 In God's most holy will, 
 I know what he appoints is best. 
 Yet murmur at it still. 
 
 o O could I but believe! 
 
 Then all would easy be; 
 1 would but cannot— Lord, relieve; 
 My help must come from thee! 
 
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 4 Now incline me to repent; 
 Let me now my fall lament, 
 Deeply my revolt deplore. 
 Weep, believe, and sin no more. 
 
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 Of all whoe'er thy grace received — 
 Ten thousand times thy goodness seen. 
 Ten thousand times thy goodness gricv'd 
 
 3 Yet O the chief of sinners spare! 
 
 la honor of my great High Priest; 
 Nor in ihy righteous anger swear, 
 I shall not see thy people's rest. 
 
 4 Yet if thou canst my sins forgive, 
 
 E'en now, O Lord! relieve my woes, 
 Into thy rest of love receive, 
 And bless me with a calm repose. 
 
 5 E'en now my weary soul release, 
 
 And raise me by thy gracious hand: 
 Guide me into thy perfect peace. 
 And bring me to the promised land. 
 
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 1 O THOU, who hcars't when sinners cry; 
 Though all my crimes before thee lie, 
 Behold them not with angry look. 
 But blot their memory from thy book. 
 
 2 Create my nature pure within, 
 j And form my soul averse to sin; 
 
 Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart 
 I Nor hide thy presence from my heart. 
 
 3 Though I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord, 
 Thy help and comfort still allord: 
 And let a wretch come near thy throne, 
 To plead the merits of thy Son. 
 
 4 A broken heart, my God, my King, 
 Is all the sacrifice 1 bring; 
 The God of grace will ne'er despise 
 A broken heart for sacrifice. 
 
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 What inward foes combine 
 With this vain world and powers of hell. 
 To vex this heart of mine. 
 
 4 He knows what arguments I'd take, 
 
 To wrestle with my God: 
 I'd plead for his own mercy's sake, 
 And for mv Savior's blood. 
 
 5 My God will pity my complaints. 
 And heal my broken bones. 
 He takes the meaning of his saints. 
 The language of their groans. 
 
 Arise my soul from deep distress. 
 And banish every fear; 
 He calls thee to his throne of grace, 
 To spread thy sorrows there. 
 
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 1 FATHER, I stretch my hands to thee, 
 
 No other help I know; 
 If thou withdraw thyself from me, 
 Ah! whither shall I go? 
 
 2 What did thine only Son endure, 
 
 Before I drew my breath? 
 What pain, what labor to secure 
 My soul from second death? 
 
 3 O Jesus, could I this believe, 
 
 I novv should feel thy power; 
 Now my poor soul thou wouldst retrieve, 
 Nor let me wait one hour! 
 
 4 Author of faith, to thee I lift 
 
 My weary longing eyes; 
 O let me now receive that gift! 
 My soul without it, dies. 
 
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 367 S. M. (GOLDEN niLL. Page 185.) 
 
 1 IS this the kind return? 
 
 Are these the thanks we owe? 
 Thus to abuse eternal Love, 
 Whence all our blessings flow. 
 
 2 To what a stubborn frame 
 
 Has sin reduced our mind! 
 What strange rebellious wretches we, 
 And God is strangely kind! 
 
 3 On us he bids the sun 
 
 Shed his reviving rays; 
 For us the skies their circles run, 
 To lengthen out our days. 
 
 4 Turn, turn us mighty God, 
 
 And mould our souls afresh; 
 Break,sov'reigngrace,these hearts of stone. 
 And give us hearts of flesh. 
 
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 2 The madman in a tomb had made 
 
 His mansion of despair; 
 Woe to the traveler who strayed, 
 With heedless footsteps, there. 
 
 3 He met that glance so thrilling sweet. 
 
 He heard those accents mild; 
 And nulting at Messiah's feet, 
 Wept like a weaned child 
 
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 4 O, madder than a raving man! 
 
 O, deafer than the sea! 
 How long the time since Christ began 
 To call in vain to me! 
 
 5 Yet could I hear him once again. 
 
 As I have heard of old, 
 Methinks he should not call in vain 
 His wanderer to the fold. 
 
REPENTANCE. 
 
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 1 TO thine eternal arms, O God! 1 BEHOLD how sinners disagree— 
 
 Take us, thine erring children, in; The Publican and Pharisee; 
 
 From dang'rous paths loo boldly trod, [sin.' One doth his righteousness proclaim. 
 From wand'ring thoughts and dreams of The other owns his guilt and shame. 
 
 Those arms were round our childish ways, i 2 This man at humble distance stands, 
 
 A guard through helpless years to be; I And cries for grace with lifted hands; 
 O leave not our maturer days, I That boldly rises near the throne, 
 
 We still are helpless without thee. 
 
 And talks of duties he has done. 
 
 '^ We trusted hope and pride and strength; i 3 The Lord their different language knows, 
 Our strength proved false, our pride was { And different answers he bestows: 
 Ouj* dreams had faded ajl at length, [vain, The humble soul with grace he crowns, 
 
 We come to Ihec, O Lord, again. 
 
 A guide to trembling steps yet be! 
 
 Give us of thine eternal powers! 
 So shall our paths all lead to thee, 
 
 And life smile on like childhood's hour; 
 
 Whilst on the proud his anger frowns. 
 
 4 Dear Father, let me never be 
 Joined with the boasting Pharisee; 
 I have no merit of my own, 
 But plead the sufferings of thy Son 
 
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 2 "I die \vith hunger here," he cries, 
 •'I starve in foreign lands: 
 My Father's house hath large supplies, 
 And bounteous are his hands. 
 
 3 "I'll go, and with a mournful tongue, 
 Fall down before his face: 
 Father, I've done thy justice wrong. 
 Nor can deserve thy grace." 
 
 4 He said, and hastened to bis home, 
 To seek his father's love; 
 The father saw the rebel come. 
 And all his bowels move. 
 
 5 He ran and fell upon his neck, 
 Embraced and kissed his sou; 
 The rebel's heart with sorrow brake 
 For follies he had done. 
 
 G "A day of feasting I ordain. 
 Let mirth and joy abound; 
 My son was dead, and lives again. 
 Was lost, .and now is found." 
 
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 C. M. 
 
 1 O THOU, whose tender mercy hears. 
 Contrition's humble sigh; 
 Whose hand indulgent, wipes the tears, 
 From sorrow's weeping eye. 
 
 2 See! low before the throne of grace, 
 A wretched wand'rer mourn; 
 Hast thou not bid me seek thy face? 
 Hast thou not said, "Return!" 
 
 3 And shall my guilty fears prevail, 
 To drive me from thy feet? 
 O let not this dear refuge fail— 
 This only safe retreat. 
 
 4 Absent from thee, my guide, my light. 
 Without one cheering ray, 
 Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night. 
 How desolate the way! 
 
 5 O shine on this benighted heart. 
 With beams of mercy shine: 
 And let thy healing voice impart, 
 A taste cf joys divine. 
 
THE FALL. 
 
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 1 SIN has a thousand treach'rous arts 
 
 To practice on the mind; 
 With tlatt'ring looks she tempts our hearts, 
 But leaves a sting behind. 
 
 2 With names of virtue she deceives 
 
 The aged and the young; 
 And while the heedless wretch believes, 
 She makes his fetters strong. 
 
 3 She pleads for all the joys she brings, 
 
 And gives a fair pretense; 
 But cheats the soul of heavenly things, 
 And chains it down to sense. 
 
 4 So on a tree, divinely fair, 
 
 Grew the forbidden food, 
 Our mother took the poison there, 
 And tainted all her blood. 
 
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 Then may the wick - ed turn to God, And change their tem-pers and their lives. 
 
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 2 A-'? well might Ethiopian slaves 
 
 Wash out the darkness of their skin: 
 
 The dead as well may leave their graves, 
 
 As sinners save themselves from sin. 
 
 3 Where vice has held its empire long. 
 
 'T will not endure the least control: 
 None but a power divinely strong 
 Can turn the current of ihe soul. 
 
 4 Great God! I own thy power divine. 
 
 That works to change this heart of mine; 
 I would be formed anew, and bless 
 The wonders of creating grace. 
 
 375 L. M. 
 
 1 ARISE, my tenderest thoughts, arise; 
 To torrents melt my streaming eyes; 
 And thou, my heart, with anguish feel 
 Those evils which thou canst not feel. 
 
 See human nature sunk in shame; 
 See scandal poured on Jesus' name; 
 The Father wounded through the Soti; 
 The world abused, the soul undone. 
 
 See the short course of vain delight 
 Closing in everlasting night — 
 In flames, that no abatement know, 
 Though briny tears forever flow. 
 
 My God, I feel the mournful scene; 
 
 My bowels yearn o'er dying men; 
 
 And fain my pity would reclaim, 
 
 And snatch the iirebrands from the flame. 
 
 But feebler my compassion proves. 
 And can but weep where most it loves 
 Thy own all-saving arm employ, 
 And turn thet^e drops of grief to joy. 
 
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 1 BLESS'D with the joys of innocence, 
 
 Adam, our Father, stood, 
 Till he debas'd his soul to sense, 
 And ate th' unlawful food. 
 
 2 Now we are born a sensual race, 
 
 To sinful joys inclin'd; 
 Reason hath lost its native place. 
 And flesh enslaves the mind. 
 
 3 While flesh, and sense, and passion reign, 
 Sin is the sweetest good; 
 
 We fancy music in our chains, 
 And so forget the load. 
 
 4 Great God! renew our ruined frame. 
 Our broken powers restore; 
 Inspire us with a heavenly flame, 
 And flesh shall reign no more. 
 
 5 Eternal Spirit! write thy law 
 Upon our inward parts. 
 And let the second Adam draw 
 His imasre on our hearts. 
 
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 1 Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, See Ad-am's race in ru - in lie, 
 
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 2 And can these mouldering corpses live? 
 And can these perished bones revive? 
 That mighty God to thee is known. 
 That wondious work is all thime own. 
 
 Thy ministers are sent in vain 
 To prophesy upon the slain: 
 In vain they call, in vain they cry, 
 Till thine Almighty aid is nigh 
 
 4 But if thy Spirit deign to breathe, 
 Life spreads thro' all the realms of death, 
 Dry bones obey thy powerful voice, 
 They move, thej' waken, they rejoice: 
 
 5 So when the trumpet's awful sound 
 Shall shake the heav'nsand rend the ground. 
 Dead saints shall from their tombs arise. 
 And spring to life beyond the skies. 
 
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 And sinners plung'd beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains, Lose all their guilty stains. 
 
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 C. M. 
 
 1 THERE is a fountain fillccl ^vitb b'.ooJ, 
 Drawn from Immanuel's veins; 
 And sinners plunged beneath that Cood, 
 Lose all their guilt}' stains. 
 
 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see 
 That Fountain in his day; 
 And may I there, though vile as he, 
 Wash all my sins away. 
 
 3 Thou dying Lamb, thy precious blood 
 Shall never lose its power, 
 Till all the ransomed church of God 
 Are saved to sin no more. 
 
 4 E'er since by faith I saw the stream 
 Thy flowing wounds supply. 
 Redeeming love has been my theme. 
 And shall be, till I die. 
 
 5 And when this feeble, faltering tongue 
 Lies silent in the grave, 
 Then in a nobler, sweeter song 
 I'll sing thy power to save. 
 
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 1 now sad our state by nature is! 
 Our sin how deep it staiusi 
 And Satan binds our captive minds 
 Fast in his slavish chains. 
 
 2 But there's a voice of sovereign grace 
 Sounds from the sacred word; 
 "Ho! ye despairing sinners, come, 
 And trust upon the Lord. ' 
 
 3 ;My soul obeys th' Almighty call. 
 And runs to his relief; 
 I would believe thy promise. Lord, 
 O, help my unbelief 1 
 
 4 To the dear fountain of thy blood. 
 Incarnate Lord, I fly; 
 Here let me wash my spotted soul, 
 From crimes of deepest dye. 
 
 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, 
 
 On thy kind arms I fall; 
 Be thou my strength and righteousness, 
 
 3Iy Jesus, and my all. 
 
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 1 SALVATION! O, the joyful sound! 
 
 'T is pleasure to our ears: 
 A sovereign balm for every wound, 
 A cordial for our fears. 
 
 2 Buried in sorrow and in sin, 
 
 At hell's dark door we lay; 
 But we arise by grace divine 
 To^ee a heavenly day. 
 
 3 Salvation' let the echo fly 
 j The spacious earth around, 
 
 While all the armies of the sky 
 I Conspire to raise the sound. 
 
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 I To thee the praise belongs! 
 
 Salvation shall inspire our hearts, 
 I And dwell upon our tongues. 
 
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 2 Crown him, ye martyrs of our God, 
 
 Who from his altar call; 
 Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 3 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, 
 
 A remnant Aveak and small, 
 Hail him who saves you by his grace, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 4 Yc Gentile sinners, ne'er forget. 
 
 The wormwood and the gall; 
 Go spread your trophies at his feet. 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 5 Babes, men, and sires, who know his love, 
 Who feel your sin and thrall. 
 Now join with all the hosts above. 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 6 Let ev'ry kindred, ev'ry tribe, 
 On this terrestrial ball, 
 To him all majesty ascribe. 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 7 O that with yonder sacred throng 
 We at his feet may fall! 
 We'll join the everlasting song, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
REDEMPTION. 
 
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 1 Grace, 't is a most de-light-ful theme; 'T is grace that rescues guilty man, 
 
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 382 I- M. 
 
 2 'T was grace that quicken'd me when dead, 
 And grace my soul to Jesus led: 
 Grace brought me pardon for my sin, 
 ^Vnd grace subdues my lust within. 
 
 ^' ' Tis grace that sweetens ev'ry cross. 
 And grace supports in ev'ry loss; 
 In Jesus' grace my soul is strong; 
 Grace is my shield, and grace my song. 
 
 4 'T is grace defends when dangers near, 
 By grace alone I persevere: 
 T is grace constrains my soul to love, 
 And grace will bear me safe above. 
 
 383 C. M. 
 
 ; PLUNGED in a gulf of dark despair, 
 "We wretched sinners lay, 
 Without one cheering beam of hope, 
 Or spark of glimmering da}'. 
 
 - With pitying eyes the Prince of peace 
 Beheld our helpless grief; 
 rie saw, and, (O amazmg love!) 
 He came to our relief. 
 
 ". Down from the shining scats above. 
 With joyful haste he fled! 
 Entered 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 
 The Savior's praises speak. 
 
 Angels, assist our mighty joys; 
 
 Strike all your harps of gold; 
 But when you raise your highest notes 
 
 His love can ne'er be told. 
 
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 C. M. 
 
 1 WHEN wounded sore, the stricken soul 
 
 Lies bleeding and unbound. 
 One only hand, a pierced hand, 
 Can salve the sinner's wound, 
 
 2 When sorrow swells the laden breast, 
 
 And tears of anguish flow, 
 One only heart, a broken heart. 
 Can feel the sinner's woe. 
 
 3 When penitence has wept in vain 
 
 Over some foul dark spot, 
 One only stream, a stream of blood, 
 Can wash away the blot. 
 
 4 'T is Jesus' blood that washes white, 
 
 This ha&d that biings relief, 
 This heart that's touched with all our joys; 
 And feeleth for our grief. 
 
 5 Lift up thy bleeding hand, O Lord, 
 
 Unseal that cleansing tide; 
 We have no shelter from our sin 
 But in thy wounded side. 
 
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 That, in their fur - rows dark with night, Her hand may sow the seeds of light. 
 
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 2 Thy grace can send its breathings o'er 
 The spirit dark and lost before; 
 
 And, freshening all its depths, prepare 
 For truth divine to enter there. 
 
 3 Till David touched his sacred lyre, 
 In silence lay th' unbreathing wire; 
 But when he sw^ept its chords along, 
 Then angels stooped to hear the song. 
 
 4 So sleeps the soul, till thou, O Lord, 
 Shalt deign to touch its lifeless chord: 
 Till wak'd by thee, its breath shall rise 
 In music worthy of the skies. 
 
 386 L- M. 
 
 1 LORD, what is man! Extremes how wide 
 Tu this mysterious nature join! 
 The flesh to worms aod dust allied, 
 The soul immortal and divine. 
 
 - Divine at first, a holy flame 
 
 Kindled by heaven's inspiring breath; 
 Till sin, with power i)revailing came; 
 Then folio w'd darkness, shame, and death 
 
 w But Jesus, O amazing grace! 
 
 Assumed our nature as his own, 
 Obeyed and suff"ered in our place, 
 Tticn took It with him to his throne. 
 
 4 Now what is man, when grace reveals 
 
 The virtue of a Savior's blood I 
 Again a life divine he feels. 
 
 Despises earth and walks with God. 
 
 5 And what, in yonder realms above, 
 
 Is ransomed man ordained to be! 
 "With honor, holiness, and love. 
 No seraph more adorned than he. 
 
 G Nearest the throne, and first in song, 
 Man shall his hallelujahs raise; 
 While wondering angels round him throng 
 And swell the chorus of his praise. 
 
 387 L- M. 
 
 1 O LOVE, beyond conception great, 
 
 That formed the vast, stupendous plan, 
 Where all divine perfections meet 
 To reconcile rebellious man. 
 
 2 There wisdom shines in fullest blaze, 
 
 And justice all her right maintains — 
 Astonished angels stoop to gaze, 
 While mercy o'er the guilty reigns. 
 
 3 Yes mercy reigns, and justice too; 
 
 In Christ they both harmonious meet; 
 He paid to justice all her due; 
 And now he fills the mercy-seat. 
 
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 1 THE promises I sing, 
 
 Which sov'reing love hath spoke; 
 Nor will th' eternal King 
 His words of grace revoke; 
 They stand secure 
 And steadfast still, 
 Not Zion's hill 
 Abides so sure. 
 
 The mountains melt away 
 
 When once the Judge appears, 
 And sun and moon decay, 
 That measure mortal years; 
 But still the same, 
 In radiant lines. 
 The promise shines 
 Through all the flame. 
 
 3 Their harmony shall sound 
 Through my attentive ears. 
 When thunders cleave the ground, 
 And dissipate the spheres; 
 'Midst all the shock 
 
 Of that dread scene, 
 I stand serene, 
 Thy word my rock. 
 
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 1 ALWAYS with us, always with us — 
 
 Words of cheer and words of love; 
 Thus the risen Savior whispers 
 From his dwelling-place above. 
 
 2 With us when we toil in sadness, 
 
 Sowing much and reaping none, 
 Telling us that in the future 
 Golden harvests shall be won. 
 
 3 With us when the storm is sweeping 
 O'er our pathway dark and drear; 
 Waking hope within our bosoms, 
 Stilling every anxious fear; 
 
 ^ With us in the lonely valley, 
 
 When we cross the chilling stream, 
 Lighting up the steps to glory 
 With salvation's radiant beam. • 
 
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 Bless'd 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. 
 Bless'd are the souls that thirst for grace, 
 Hunger and thirst for righteousness; 
 They shall be well supplied, and fed 
 With living streams and living bread. 
 
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 Who quench the glowing coals of strife; 
 They shall be called the heirs of bliss 
 The sons of God, the God of peace. 
 
 5 Bless'd are the sufferers who partake 
 Of pain and shame for Jesus' sake; 
 Their soufs shall triumph in the Lord: 
 Glory and joy are their reward. 
 
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 In poverty's vale, or aL>oundiiig in wealth, 
 At home and abroad, on the land, on the sea — 
 As thy day may demand, shall thy strength ever be. 
 
 3 E"en down to old age all my people shall prove 
 My Bov'reign, eternal, unchangeable love; 
 
 And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn, 
 Like iamba they shall still in my bosom be borne. 
 
 4 The Boul that on Jesus hath lean'd for repose, 
 I will not, I will not, desert to its foes ; 
 That 8«ul, though atl bell should endeavor to shake, 
 I'll never, no, never, no, never forsake ! 
 
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 ; Tho' earth-born shadows now may shroud 
 Our toilsome path awhile, 
 God'8 blessed word can part each cloud, 
 And bid the sunshine smile. 
 
 [ If we but trust in living faith, 
 His love and power divine, 
 Then, though our sun may set in death, 
 His light shall round us shine. 
 
 5 When tempest clouds are dark on high, 
 
 His bow of love and praise 
 Shines beauteous in the vulted sky, 
 Token that storms shall cease. 
 
 6 Then keep we on with hope unchilled 
 
 By faith and not by sight, 
 And we shall own his word fulfilled — 
 At eve there shall be light! 
 
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 3 Days of trial, days of grief, 
 
 In succession thou may'st see; 
 This is still thy sweet relief, 
 "As thy days, thy strength shall be. 
 
 4 Rock of Ages, I'm secure 
 
 With thy promise full and free. 
 Faithful, positive, and sure — 
 
 ' As thy days, thy strength shall be.' 
 
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 T is well when sorrows flow; 
 *Tis well when darkness vails the skies, 
 And strong temptations blow. 
 4 Tis well when on the mount 
 They feast on dying love; 
 And 't is as well, in God's account, 
 AVhen they the furnace prove. 
 
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 T is well when, at his throne, 
 They wrestle, weep and pray; 
 
 'T is well when at his feet they groan, 
 Yet bring their wants away. 
 
 'T is well when Jesus calls; 
 
 "From earth and sin arise; 
 Join with the host of virgin souls 
 
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 2 Let us sail in grace's ocean, 
 
 Float on that unbounded sea, 
 Guided into pure devotion. 
 
 Kept from paths of error free: 
 On thy heavenly manna feeding. 
 
 Screened from every envious foe: 
 I^)ve, O love, for sinners bleeding. 
 
 All for thee we would forego. 
 
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 3 Keep us, Lord, still in communion, 
 
 Daily nearer drawn to thee. 
 Sinking in the sweetest union 
 
 Of that heart-felt mystery. 
 Keep us safe from each delusion, 
 
 Well protected from all harms; 
 Free from sin and all confupion. 
 
 Circle us within thine arms. 
 
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 SWAIN. L. M. 
 
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 396 
 
 L. M. 
 
 1 GREAT was the day, the joy was great, 
 When the divine disciples met, 
 While on their heads the Spirit came, 
 And sat like tongues of cloven flame. 
 
 What gifts, what miracles, he gave! 
 And power to kill, and power to save! 
 Furnished their tongues with wondrous 
 
 words 
 Instead of shields, and spears, and swords. 
 
 3 Thus armed, he sent the champions forth, 
 From east to west, from south to north; 
 Go, and assert your Savior's cause, 
 Go, spread the mystery of his cross. 
 
 4 These weapons of the holy war. 
 Of what almighty force they are, 
 To make our stubborn passions bow. 
 And lay Ihu proudest rebel low! 
 
 5 Nations, the learned and the rude. 
 Are by these heavenly arms subdued; 
 While Satan rages at his loss, 
 And hates the doctrine of the cross. 
 
 6 Great King of grace, my heart subdue; 
 I would be led in triumph too, 
 A willing captive to my Lord, 
 And sing the victories of his word. 
 
 DOXOLOGY. L. M. 
 
 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; 
 Praise him, all creatures here below; 
 Praise him above; ye heavenly host; 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
 DOXOLOGY. L. M. 
 
 To God the Father, God the Son, 
 And God the Spirit, Three in One, 
 Be honor, praise, and glory given, 
 By all on earth, and all in heaven. 
 
THE UOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 203 
 
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 397 c M. 
 
 "1 Look, how we grovel here below, 
 Fond of these trifling toys; 
 Our souls can neither fly nor go 
 To reach eternal joys. 
 
 3 In vain we tune our formal songs; 
 
 In vain we strive to rise; 
 Hosannas languish on our tongues, 
 And our devotion dies. 
 
 4 Dear Lord, and shall we ever live 
 
 At this poor, dying rate — " 
 Our love so faint, so cold to thee, 
 And thine to us so great? 
 
 5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove. 
 
 With all thy quick'ning powers; 
 Come, shed abroad a Savior's love, 
 And that shall kindle ours. 
 
 398 c. M. 
 
 1 NO track is on the sunny sky, 
 No footprints on the air: 
 Jesus hath gone; the face of earth 
 Is desolate and bare. 
 £ That upper room is heaven on earth; 
 Within its precincts lie 
 All that earth nas of faith, or hope. 
 Of heaven-born charity. 
 
 3 One moment — and the silentness 
 
 Was breathless as the grave; 
 The flutte.-ed earth forgot to quake. 
 The troubled trees to wave. 
 
 4 He comes I he comes! that mighty Breath 
 
 From heaven's eternal shores; 
 
 His uncreated freshness fills 
 His Bride, as she adores. 
 
 5 Earth quakes before the rushing blast. 
 
 Heaven echoes back the sound. 
 And mightily the tempest wheels 
 The upper room around. 
 
 6 One moment — and the Spirit hung 
 
 O'er all with dread desire; 
 Then broke upon the heads of all 
 In cloven tongues of fire. 
 
 399 c. M. 
 
 1 OUR blest Redeemer, e'er he breathed 
 
 His tender last farewell, 
 A Guide, a Comforter bequeathed, 
 With us on earth to dwell. 
 
 2 He came in tongues of living flame, 
 
 To teach, convince, subdue; 
 All-powerful as the wind he came, 
 And all as viewless, too. 
 
 3 He came, sweet influence to impart, 
 
 A gracious, willing Guest, 
 While he can find one humble heart 
 Wherein to fix his rest. 
 
 4 And his that gentle voice we hear, 
 
 Soft as the breath of even, [fear, 
 
 That checks each fault, that calms each 
 And whispers us of heaven. 
 
 5 And every virtue we possess, 
 
 And every virtue won. 
 And every thought of holiness 
 Are his, and his alone. 
 
204 
 
 CHIUSTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 
 
 GLEN. 
 
 S. M. 
 
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 1 THROUGH thee, O Lord, we own 
 A new and heav'nly birth, 
 Kindred to spirits round thy throne, 
 Though sojourners of earth. 
 
 2 How glorious is the hour 
 
 When first our souls awake, 
 And, thro' thy Spirit's quick'ning power, 
 Of the new life partake! 
 
 3 With richer beauty glows, 
 The world, before so fair; 
 Her holy light Religion throws, 
 Reflected every where. 
 
 4 Amid repentant tears 
 
 We feel sweet peace within; 
 We know the God of mercy hears, 
 And pardons every sin. 
 
 5 Born of thy Spirit, Lord, 
 Thy Spirit may we share; 
 Deep in our hearts inscribe thy word, 
 And place thine image there 
 
 401 
 
 S. M. 
 
 1 BEHOLD, what wondrous grace 
 The Father hath bestowed 
 On sinners of a mortal race, 
 To call them sons of God. 
 
 2 Nor doth it yet appear 
 
 How great we must be made; 
 But when we see our Savior here, 
 We shall be like our Head. 
 
 3 A hope so much divine 
 
 May trials well endure; 
 May purify our souls from sin, 
 As Christ, the Lord, is pure. 
 
 4 If in my Father's love 
 
 I share a filial part, 
 Send down thy Spirit, like a dove, 
 To rest upon my heart. 
 
 5 We would no longer lie 
 
 Like slaves beneath the throne; 
 Our faith shall Abba, Father, cry 
 And thou the kindred own. 
 
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 2 O young pilgrims, are you weary 
 
 Of the roughness of the way? 
 Does your strength begin to fail you. 
 
 And your vigor to decay? 
 Jesus, Jesus will go with you, 
 
 lie will lead you to his throne; 
 He who dyed his garments for you. 
 
 And the wine -press trod alone. 
 
 3 lie whose thunder shakes creation, 
 
 He who bids the planets roll, 
 He who rides upon the tempest. 
 
 And whose scepter sways the whole; 
 Round him are ten thousand angels 
 
 Ready to obey command, 
 They are always hov'ring round you, 
 
 Till you reach the heavenly land. 
 
 4 There, on flow'ry hills of pleasure, 
 
 Lie the fields of endless rest: 
 Love and joy and peace for ever 
 
 Reign and triumph in your breast: 
 Who can paint the scenes of glory 
 
 Where the ransomed dwell on high? 
 There, on golden harps for ever, 
 
 Sound redemption through the the sky. 
 
 5 O their crowns! how bright they sparkle, 
 
 Such as monarchs never wore, 
 
 They are gone to richer pastures, 
 
 Jesus is their Shepherd there. 
 
 Hail, ye happy, happy spirits, 
 Death no more shall make you fear, 
 
 Grief nor sorrow, pain nor anguish. 
 Shall no more distress you there. 
 
 403 
 
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 1 THOUGH hard the winds arc blowing, 
 
 And loud the billows roar; 
 Full swiftly are we going 
 To our dear native shore. 
 
 2 The billows breaking o'er us, 
 
 The storms that round us swell, 
 Are aiding to restore us 
 To all we lov'd so well. 
 
 3 So sorrow often presses 
 
 Life's mariner along; 
 Afflictions and distresses 
 Are gales and billows strong. 
 
 4 The sharper and severer 
 
 The storm of life we meet, 
 The sooner and the nearer 
 Is heavens eternal seat. 
 
 5 Come, then, afflictions dreary. 
 
 Sharp sickness pierce my breast — 
 You only bear the weary 
 More quickly home to rest. 
 
206 
 
 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 
 
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 2 O, tell me the place where thy flocks are at rest, 
 
 Where the noontide will find them reposing? 
 The tempest now rages, my soul is distressed, 
 And the pathway of peace I am losing. 
 
 3 O, why should I stray with the flocks of thy foes, 
 
 'Mid the desert where now they are roving — 
 Where hunger and thirst, where afflictions and woes, 
 And temptation their ruin are proving! 
 
 4 O, when shall my foes and my wandering cease? 
 
 And the follies that fill me with weeping! 
 Thou Shepherd of Israel, restore me that peace 
 Thou dost give to the flock thou art keeping. 
 
 5 A voice from the Shepherd now bids thee return 
 
 By the way where the footprints are lying — 
 No longer to wander, no longer to mourn; 
 One fair one. now homeward be fl^Mng! 
 
AFFLICTIONS AND TRIALS. 
 
 PHUVAIl. C. M. 
 
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 405 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 MY God, thy service well demands 
 The remnant of my days: 
 Why was this fleeting breath renewed, 
 But to renew thy praise? 
 
 'J Thine arms of everlasting love 
 Did this weak frame sustain, 
 When life was hovring o'er the grave, 
 And nature sunk with pain. 
 
 3 Thou, when the pains of death were felt, 
 Didst chase the fears of hell, 
 And teach my pale and quiv'ring lips 
 Thy matchless grace to tell. 
 
 4 Calmly I bowed my fainting head 
 On thy dear faithful breast; 
 Pleased to obey my Father's call 
 To his eternal rest. 
 
 5 Into thy hands, my Savior God, 
 Did 1 my soul resign, 
 In firm dependence on that truth 
 Which made salvation mine. 
 
 6 Back from the borders of the grave, 
 At thy command I come; 
 Nor will I urge a speedier flight 
 To my celestial home. 
 
 No 7. C. M. (Selected.) 
 
 1 WHEN musing sorrow weeps the past, 
 
 And mourns the present pain; 
 How sweet to think of peace at last, 
 And feel that death is gain. 
 
 2 'T is not that murm'ring thoughts arise 
 
 And dread a Father's will; 
 'T is not that meek submission flies. 
 And would not sufler still. 
 
 It is that heaven-born faith surveys 
 The faith that leads to light; 
 
 And longs her eagle plumes to raise. 
 And lose herself in sight. 
 
 4 Oh! let me wing my hallowed flight. 
 From earth born woe and care. 
 And soon above these clouds of night. 
 My Savior's bliss to share. 
 
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 CHRISTIAN LIFE 
 
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 FULL of trembling expectation, 
 
 Feeling much and fearing more, 
 Mighty God of my salvation! 
 
 i thy tiipely aid implore: 
 Suti''ring SSon of Man, be near me, 
 
 All my sufFrings to sustain; 
 By thy sorer griefs to cheer me, 
 
 By thy more than mortal pain. 
 
 Call to mind that unknown anguish, 
 In thy days of flesh below; 
 
 When thy troubled soul did languish, 
 . Under a whole world of woe; 
 
 When thou didst our curse inherit. 
 Groan beneath our guilty load. 
 
 Burdened with a w^ounded spirit, 
 Bruised by all the wrath of God. 
 
 AND EXPERIENCE. 
 
 3 By the most severe temptation, 
 
 In that dark, Satanic hour. 
 By thy last, mysterious passion, 
 
 Screen me from the adverse power. 
 By thy fainting in the garden. 
 
 By thy bloody sweat, I pray, 
 Write upon my heart the pardon, 
 
 Take my sins and fears away. 
 
 4 By the travel of thy Spirit, 
 
 By thine outcry on the tree, 
 By thine agonizing merit, 
 
 In my pangs, remember me! 
 By thy pangs of crucifixion, 
 
 A weak, dying soul befriend; 
 Make me patient in afl^iction. 
 
 Keep me faithful to the end. 
 
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 1 AFFLICTION is a stormy deep, 
 
 Where wave resounds to wave; 
 Though o'er our heads the billows roll, 
 We know the Lord can save. 
 
 2 When darkness, and when sorrows rose. 
 
 And pressed on every side. 
 The Lord hath still sustained our steps. 
 And still hath been our guide. 
 
 3 Perhaps before the morning dawn. 
 
 He will restore our peace; 
 For he who bade the tempest roar, 
 Can bid the tempest cease. 
 
 4 Here we will rest, here build our hopes,- 
 
 Nor murmur at his rod; 
 He's more to us than all the world— 
 Our Health, our Life, our God. 
 
AFFLICTION'S AND TRIALS. 
 
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 1 We willnot weep, for God U standiiii; by us. 
 And tears will blind us to tlio blessed sight ; 
 We will not doubt, if darknesa still doth try us ; 
 Our souls have promise ot sereuest light. 
 
 2 We will not faint, if heavy burdens bend us • 
 They press no harder than onr s juls caa bear ; 
 The thorniest way is lyin>c still behind m ; 
 We shall be braver lor the past despair 
 
 3 not in doubt shall l>e our journey's ending ; 
 Sin with its fears shall leuve us at the last; 
 All its best hopes in glad lulfillnient blending. 
 Life shall be with us more when death is past. 
 
 4 Help OB, Father ! when the world is pressing 
 
 On our frail hearts, that faint without their Friend 
 Help us, Father! let thy constant blessing 
 Strengthen our weakness, till the joyful end. 
 
 409 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 HOW long wilt thou conceal thy face? 
 
 My God, how long delay? 
 AVhen shall I feel those heavenly rays 
 That chase my fears away? 
 
 2 See how the prince of darkness tries 
 
 All his malicious arts; 
 He spreads a mist around ray eyes, 
 And throws his fiery darts 
 
 3 Be thou my sun and thou my shield, 
 
 My soul in safety keep; 
 Make haste before my eyes are sealed 
 In death's eternal sleep. 
 
 4 How would the tempter boast aloud, 
 
 If I became his prey! 
 Behold the sons of hell grow proud 
 At thy so long delay! 
 
 5 But they shall fly at thy rebuke. 
 
 And Satan hide his head; 
 He knows the terrors of thy look, 
 And hears thy voice with dread. 
 
 6 Thou wilt display that sov'reign grace, 
 
 Where all my hopes have hung; 
 I shall employ my lips in praise, 
 And vict'r}- shall be sung. 
 
 1 I WAITED patient for the Lord, 
 
 He bowed to hear my cry; 
 He saw me resting on his word, 
 And brought salvation nigh. 
 
 2 He raised me from a horrid pit. 
 
 Where mourning long 1 lay. 
 And from the bonds released my feet, 
 Deep bonds of miry clay. 
 
 3 Firm on a rock he made me stand. 
 
 And taught my cheerful tongue, 
 To praise the wonders of his hand. 
 In a new thankful song. 
 
 4 I'll spread his works of grace abroad, 
 
 The saints with joy shall hear, 
 And sinners learn to make ray God, 
 Their only hope and fear. 
 
 5 When I'm afflicted, poor and low. 
 
 And light and peace depart, 
 
 ;My God t)eholds my heavy woe, 
 
 And bears raeon his heart. 
 
 411 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 O THERE'S a better world on high; 
 
 Hope on, thou pious breast, 
 Faint not, thou trav'ier; on the sky 
 Thy weary feet shall rest. 
 
 2 Anguish may rend each vital part; 
 
 Poor man, thy strength how frail ! [heart. 
 Yet heav'ns own strength shall shield thy 
 When flesh and heart shall fail. 
 
 3 Thro' death's dark vale, the deepest shade 
 
 Thy feet must surely go. 
 Yet there, e'en there, walk undismayed; 
 'Tis thy last scene of woe. 
 
 4 Thy God— and with the tend'rest hand — 
 
 Shall guard the trav'ier through; [land! 
 ''Hail!" shalt thou cry: '"hail! promised 
 And, wilderness, adieu!" 
 
 5 O Father, make our souls thy care, 
 
 And bring us safe to thee; 
 Where'er thou art— we ask not where- 
 But there 'lis heaven to be. 
 
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 U When sorrow comes, and joys are flown, 
 
 And fondest hopes lie dead, 
 And blessings, long esteemed our own, 
 
 Are now forever fled — 
 When the bright promise of our spring 
 
 Is but a withered leaf — 
 Lord, to thy truth still let us cling; 
 
 Help thou our unbelief. 
 
 3 And when the powers of nature fail 
 
 Upon the couch of pain, 
 Nor love nor friendship can avail 
 
 The spirit to detain — 
 Then, Father, be our closing eyes 
 
 Undimmed by tears of grief; 
 And if a trembling doubt arise. 
 
 Help thou our unbelief. 
 
AFFLICTIO^•S AND TRIALS- 
 
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 413 L. 31. (wtLTON. Page 212.) 
 
 1 THROUGn this wide Avilderness I roam, 
 Far distant from my blissful home: 
 
 My earthly joys arc from me toru, 
 And oft an absent God 1 mourn. 
 
 2 My soul with various tempests tossed, 
 Her fairest hopes and projects crossed, 
 {Sees every day new straits attend, 
 And wonders where the scene will end. 
 
 Is this, dear Lord, that thorny road 
 Which leads us to the mount of Godl 
 Are these the toils thy people know, 
 While in the wilderness below? 
 
 •1 'T is even so; thy faithful love 
 
 Doth all thy children's graces prove; 
 'T is thus our pride and self must fall, 
 That Jesus may be all in all. 
 
 KYGER. C. M. 
 
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 1 THE souls that would to Jesus press, 
 
 Must fix this firm and sure, 
 That tribulation, more, or less, 
 They must and shall endure. 
 
 2 From this there can be none exempt; 
 
 T is God's own wise decree, 
 Satan the weakest saint will tempt, 
 Nor is the strongest free. 
 
 3 The world opposes from without, 
 
 And unbelief within; 
 We fear, avc faint, we grieve, we doubt, 
 And feel the load of sin. 
 
 4 Glad frames too often lift us up; 
 And then how i)roud we grow; 
 Till sad desertion makes us drop: 
 And down we sink us low^ 
 
 5 Ten thousand baits the foe prepares, 
 To catch the wand'ring heart, 
 And seldom do wc see the snares, 
 Before wc feel the smart. 
 
 6 But let not all this terrify, 
 Pursue the narrow path; 
 Look to the Lord with steadfast eye. 
 And fight w Ith hell by faith. 
 
212 
 
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 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 
 
 L. M. 
 
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 2 Give me, O Lord, the happiness 
 
 To sit and hear thy gracious voice; 
 Come, Savior come, my soul possess, 
 And make my mourning heart rejoice. 
 
 TciicU me to do thy holy will, 
 Unite my heart to fear thy name; 
 
 O lead me to thy heavenly hill, 
 Where stands Uie New Jerusalem. 
 
 Were not the Lord of hosts my strength, 
 I should have sunk in deep despair; 
 
 But now I trust I shall at length 
 Arrive at Canaan's harbor fair. 
 
 5 There shall I rest forevcrmore, 
 
 Fearless of storms and raging seas; 
 And sit upon the heavenly shore, 
 And dwell at everlasting ease. 
 
 416 
 
 C M. 
 
 liONG have I sat beneath the sound 
 
 Of thy salvation, Lord! 
 Hut still how weak my faith is found, 
 
 And knowledge of thy word. 
 
 2 Oft I frequent thy holy place, 
 And hear almost in vain; 
 How small a portion of thy grace, 
 M}- mem'ry can retain. 
 
 My dear Almighty and my God! 
 
 How little art thou known, 
 By all the judgments of thy rod, 
 
 And blessings of thy throne. 
 
 4 How cold and feeble is my love! 
 How negligent my fear! 
 How low my hopes of joys above! 
 How few affections there! 
 
 Great God! thy sov'reign power impart, 
 
 To give the word success; 
 Write thy salvation in my heart, 
 
 And make me learn thy grace. 
 
 G Show my forgetful feet the way, 
 That leads to joys on high: 
 There knowledge grows without decay 
 And love shall never die. 
 
AFFLICTIONS 
 
 417 
 
 L M. 
 
 "- O LOVE Divine, that stooped to share 
 Our sharpest pang, our bitt'rest tear, 
 On thee we cast each carthborn care, 
 AVe smile at i)ain while thou art near. 
 
 - Though long the weary way we tread, 
 And sorrow crowu each lingering year, 
 No path we shun, no darkness dread. 
 Our hearts still whisp'ring,thou art near I 
 
 o When drooping pleasure turns to grief. 
 And trembling faith is changed to fear, 
 The murm'ring wind, the quiv'riug leaf, 
 Shall softly tell us, thou art near! 
 
 4 On thee we fling our burd'ning woe, 
 O Love Divine, forever dear, 
 Content to suffer, while we know, 
 Living and dying, thou art near! 
 
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 418 i- M. 
 
 1 DEEM not that they arc blest alooc 
 
 Whose days a peaceful tenor keep: 
 
 The God who loves our race has shown 
 
 A blessing lor the eyes that weep. 
 
 2 The light of smiles shall fill again 
 
 The lids that overflow with tears, 
 And weary hours of woe and pain 
 And earnests of serener years. 
 
 3 O, there are days of hope and rest 
 
 For every dark and troubled night; 
 
 And grief may bide, an evening guest, 
 
 But joy shall come with early light. 
 
 4 And thou who o'er thy friend's low bier 
 
 Dost shed the bitter drops like rain, 
 Hope that a brighter, happier sphere 
 Will give him to thy arms again. 
 
 5 Nor let the good man's trust depart. 
 
 Though life its common gifts deny. 
 Though with a pierced and broken heart, 
 And spurned of men, he goes to die. 
 
 MILLOW WAV. C. M. 
 
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 1 O thou who dry'st the mourn-cr's tear, How dark this world would be, 
 
 2 The friends, whoiii our sun shine live, When win - ter comes, arc flown; 
 
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 And he who has but tears to give. Must weep those tears a - lone. 
 
 419 c M 
 
 3 O, who could bear life's stormy doom, 
 Did not thy wings of love 
 Come, brightly wafting through the ijloom 
 Our peace-branch from above? 
 
 4 Then sorrow, touch'd by thee, grows bright, 
 With more than rapture's ray; 
 As darkness shows us worlds of light 
 We never saw by day. 
 
214 CHIUSTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 
 
 420 8s <L 7s. (GREENVILLE. Page 19.) 
 
 1 I A-M weary, I am weary 
 
 Of the cares and toils of life; 
 I aiu weary of its sorrows, 
 
 I am weary of its strife; 
 I am weary of its flowers, 
 
 That do bloom so soon to die; 
 And th' immortal spirit pineth 
 
 For its home beyond the sky. 
 
 2 I am weary of the trifles 
 
 That do occupy my days; 
 I am weary of the longing 
 For weak human love and praise; 
 
 I am weary of the thoughts that 
 Turn so constantly to earth; 
 
 Fain would my poor spirit rise 
 Above its icne joy and mirth. 
 
 I have seen the flowers wither; 
 
 I have seen the loved ones die; 
 I have seen the clouds of sorrow 
 
 Overcast youth's summer sky; 
 I am pining, I am pining 
 
 For my home among the blest; 
 Where the wicked cease from troubling. 
 
 And the weary are at rest. 
 
 ASPIRATIONS. 
 
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 Of so di - vine a Guest— Un-wor-tliy thou<^h I be, Yet hath my heart no rest Un - til I come to thee! 
 
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 MY spirit longs for thee 
 
 To dwell within my breast; 
 Unworthy though I be, 
 
 Of so divine a Guest! 
 Of so divine a Guest, — 
 
 Unworthy though I be. 
 Yet hath my heart no rest 
 
 Until it (.ome to thee! 
 
 Until it come to thee; 
 
 In vain I look around; 
 In all that I can see, 
 
 No rest is to be found I 
 No rest is to be found 
 
 But in thy bleeding love; 
 O, let my wish be crowned, 
 
 And send it from above. 
 
ASPIRATIONS. 
 
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 From the bright realms of end - less day, The bliss-ful realms, where Je-sus reigns. 
 
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 2 There low before his glorious throne, 
 Adoring saints and angels fall; 
 And. with delightful worship, own [all. 
 His smile, their bliss, their heav'n their 
 
 Immortal glories crown his head, 
 While tuneful Hallelujahs rise, 
 
 And love, and joy, and triumph spread 
 Through all th' assemblies of the skies. 
 
 4 He smiles, and seraphs tune their songs 
 To boundless rapture while they ga/c; 
 Ten thousand thousand joyful tongues 
 Resound his everlasting praise. 
 
 o There all the ransomed of the Lamb 
 Shall join at last the heavenly choir 
 Oh, may the joy-inspiring theme 
 Awake our faith, our warm desire! 
 
 6 Dear Savior! let the Spirit seal 
 
 Our interest in thy blissful place; 
 Till death remove this mortal vail, 
 And we behold thy lovely face. 
 
 1 423 C. M. (brown. Page 216. 
 
 1 1 O, LAND of rest, for thee I sigh! 
 When will the moment come 
 When I shall lay my armor by. 
 And dwell with Christ at home. 
 
 2 No tranquil jo3^s on earth I know, 
 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; 
 I He bade me cease to roam, 
 And fly for succor to his breast, 
 And he'd conduct me home. 
 
 4 I would at once have quit this place, 
 Where foes in fury roam. 
 But ah! my passport was not sealed 
 I could not yet go home. 
 
 5 Weary of wand'ring round and round 
 This vale of sin and gloom, 
 I long to leave th' unhallowed ground. 
 And dwell with Christ at home. 
 
216 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 
 
 BROWN. C. M. 
 
 1 Re - lig - ion is the chief con - cern Of mor - tals here be - low; 
 
 2 More need-ful this than glitt'-riug wealth, Or aught the world be - stows; 
 
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 425 L. M. (HATHAWAY. Page 215.) 
 
 3 Religion should our thoughts engage 
 Amidst our youthful bloom; 
 'Twill fit us for declining age. 
 And for the awful tomb. 
 
 4 O, may my heart, by grace renewed, 
 Be my Redeemer's throne, 
 And be my stubborn will subdued. 
 His government to own. 
 
 5 Let deep repentance, faith and love, 
 Be joined with godly fear; 
 And all my conversation prove 
 My heart to be sincere. 
 
 6 Let lively hope my soul inspire; 
 Let warm affections rise; 
 And may 1 wait with strong desire 
 To mount abova the skies. 
 
 1 FAR from my thot's, vain world, be gone, 
 Let my religious hour alone; 
 Fain would my eyes my Savior see; 
 I wait a visit, Lord from thee. 
 
 2 My heart grows warm with holy fire. 
 And kindles with a pure desire: 
 Come, my dear Jesus, from above. 
 And feed my soul with heavenly love. 
 
 3 Haste then, but with a smiling face, 
 And spread the table of thy grace; 
 Bring down a taste of truth divine, 
 And cheer my heart with sacred wine. 
 
 4 Bless'd Jesus, what delicious fare! 
 How sweet thy entertainments are! 
 Never did angels taste above 
 Redeeming grace and dymg love. 
 
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 To dwell Fm determin'd on that happy ground. , 
 
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 2 The souls that believe, in paradise live : 
 And me in that number will Jesus receive. 
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 3 No mortal doth know what he can bestow — 
 What light, aid and comfort — go after him, go: 
 Lo, onward I move, to a city above; [prove. 
 None guesses how won'drous my journey will 
 
 4 Great spoils I shall win from death.hell and sin: 
 'Midst outward afilictions I feel Christ within; 
 And when Fm to die, receive me, I'll cry ; 
 For Jesus has loved me — I can not tell why. 
 
 5 But this I do find — we two are so joined. 
 He'll not live in glory, and leave me behind; 
 So this is the race Fm running, through grace, 
 Henceforth, till admitted to see my Lord's face. 
 
 427 8s. (MADISON. Page 164.) 
 
 1 THOU Shepherd of Israel and mine. 
 
 The joy anddesire of my heart, 
 For closer communion I pine: 
 
 I long to reside where thou art: 
 The pasture I languish to find, 
 
 Where all who their Shepherd obey. 
 Are fed, on thy bosom reclined. 
 
 And screened from the heat of the day. 
 
 Ah! show me that happiest place, 
 
 That place of thy people's abode, 
 "Where saints in an ecstacy gaze. 
 
 And hang on the crucified Lord: 
 The love for a sinner declare. 
 
 Thy passion and death on the tree; 
 My spirit to Calvary bear, 
 
 To suffer and triumph with thee. 
 
 'Tis ther^, with the lambs of the flock, 
 
 There only I covet to rest; 
 To lie at the foot of the Kock, 
 
 Or rise to be hid in thy breast; 
 'T is there I would always abide. 
 
 And never a moment depart. 
 Concealed in the cleft of thy side. 
 
 Eternally held in ihiue heart. 
 
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 Where Jesus reigns alone. 
 
 3 An humble, lowly, contrite heart. 
 
 Believing, true and clean. 
 Which neither life nor death can part 
 From him that dwells within. 
 
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 And filled with love divi^nc; 
 Perfect, and right, and pure and good, 
 A copy, Lord! of thine. 
 
 5 Thy holy nature. Lord, impart; 
 
 Come quickly from above, 
 Write thy new name upon my heart. 
 Thy new best name of love. 
 
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 2 Rivers to the ocean run, 
 
 Nor stay in all Iheir course; 
 Fire ascending seeks the sun; 
 
 Both speed them to their source: 
 So a soul that's born of God 
 
 Pants to view his glorious face, 
 Upward tends to his abode, 
 
 To rest in his embrace. 
 
 3 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn; 
 
 Press onward to the prize; 
 Soon your Savior will return 
 
 Triumphant in the skies: 
 Yet a season, and you know 
 
 Happy entrance will be given, 
 All your sorrows left below. 
 
 And earth exchanged for heaven. 
 
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 Too deep for faith as well as sight; 
 If I am thine, thou wilt be near, 
 And take me to thy heavenly light. 
 
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 5 But oh„ my Lord! in life's highway 
 
 I crave the sunshine of thy face! 
 And every moment of the day 
 I need thy strong supporting grace. 
 
 6 My weary spirit can not drink 
 
 At springs which rise from earth alone! 
 When I can do no more, I think 
 Of living waters from thy throne. 
 
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 But now I am a soldier, 
 
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 A crown of life he'll give, 
 And all his valiant soldiers 
 
 Eternal life shall have. 
 
 Through grace I am determined 
 
 To conquer though I die; 
 And then away to Jesus 
 
 On wings of love I'll fly. 
 Farewell to sin and sorrow, 
 
 I bid them both adieu: 
 And you my friends, prove faithful. 
 
 And on your way pursue. 
 
 4 And if you meet with troubles 
 And trials on the way, 
 
 Then cast your care on Jesus, 
 And don't forget to pray. 
 
 Gird on the heavenly armor 
 Of faith, and hope, and love, 
 
 And when your warfare's ended, 
 
 5 O! do not be discouraged. 
 
 For Jesus is your friend. 
 And if you long for knowledge, 
 
 On him you may depend; 
 Neither will he upbraid you, 
 
 Though often you request; 
 He'll give you grace to conquer 
 
 And take you home to rest. 
 
ASPIRATIONS. 
 
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 2 Where is the blessedness I knew, 
 "When first I saw the Lord? 
 Where is the soul-refreshing view 
 Of Jesus, and his word? 
 
 3 What peaceful hours I then enjoyed: 
 How sweet their mem'ry still! 
 But they have left an aching void 
 The world can never fill. 
 
 •i Return, O holy Dove, return, 
 Sweet messenger of rest; 
 I hate the sins which made thee mourn, 
 And drove thee from my breast. 
 
 ■> The dearest idol I have known, 
 Whate'er that idol be. 
 Help me to tear it from thy throne, 
 And worship only thee. 
 
 433 L. M. (GALILEE. Page 219.) 
 
 1 O COME, thou wounded Lamb of God, 
 Come wash us in thy cleansing blood! 
 Give us to know thy love, then pain 
 Is sweet, and life or death is gain. 
 
 2 Take our poor hearts and let them be 
 Forever closed to all but thee; 
 Seal thou our breast, and let us wear 
 The pledge of love forever there. 
 
 How can it be, thou heavenly King, 
 ( That thou shouldst man to glory bring? 
 Make slaves the partners of thy throne, 
 And give them an immortal crown! 
 
 4 Ah, Lord, enlarge our scanty thought. 
 To know the wonders thou hast wrought; 
 Unloose, our stammering tongues to tell 
 Thy love immense, unsearchable. 
 
 G So shall my walk be close with God, 
 Calm and serene my frame; 
 So purer light shall mark the road, 
 That leads me to the Lamb. 
 
 5 First born of many brethren, thou, 
 To thee both heaven and earth must bow; 
 Help us to thee our all to give — 
 Thme may we die, thine may we live. 
 
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 Darkness be over me, 
 
 My rest a stone: 
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 Nearer, my God, to thee — 
 
 Nearer to thee! 
 
 3 There let the way appear, 
 
 Steps unto heaven; 
 All that thou sendest me, 
 
 In mercy given; 
 Angels to beckon me, 
 Nearer, my God, to thee — 
 
 Nearer to thee! 
 
 4 Then with my waking thoughts, 
 
 Bright wilh thy praise. 
 Out of my stony griefs. 
 
 Bethel 1 11 raise; 
 So by my woes to be — 
 Nearer, my God, to thee 
 
 Nearer to thee. 
 
 o Or, if on joyful wing. 
 
 Cleaving the sky, 
 Sun, moon, and stars forgot, 
 
 Upward I fly; 
 Still all my song shall be — 
 Nearer, my God, to thee, 
 
 Nearer to thee. 
 
 435 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 O THAT the Lord would guide my ways, 
 
 To keep his statutes still! 
 O that my God would grant me grace 
 To know and do his will. 
 
 2 O send thy Spirit down to write 
 
 Thy law upon my heart! 
 Nor let my tongue indulge deceit. 
 Nor act the liar's part. 
 
 3 From vanity turn off my eyes; 
 
 Let no corrupt design, 
 Nor covetous desires arise, 
 Within this soul of mine. 
 
 4 Order my footsteps by thy word. 
 
 And make my heart sincere; 
 Let sin, have no dominion, Lord, 
 But keep my conscience clear. 
 
 5 My soul has gone too far astray, 
 
 My feet too often slip: 
 Yet since I've not forgot thy way, 
 Restore thy wand'ring sheep. 
 
 6 Make me to walk in thy commands, 
 
 'Tis a delightful road; 
 Nor let my head, or heart, or hands. 
 Offend against my God. 
 
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 436 L M. (wAiiD. Page 224.) 
 
 1 O THAT I couW forever dwell 
 
 Wilh Mary at my Savior's feet, 
 And view the form I love so well, 
 And all his tender words repeat! 
 
 2 The world shut out from all my soul, 
 
 And hcav'n brought in with all its bliss: 
 O, is there aught from pole to pole, 
 One moment to compare with this? 
 
 3 This is the hidden life I prize — 
 
 A life of pure and tilial love, 
 When most my follies I despise, 
 And raise my highest thoughts above. 
 
 4 Thus would I live, till nature fail 
 
 And all my former sins forsake; 
 Then rise to God within the vail, 
 And of eternal joys partake. 
 
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 o 1 long not for the fruit that grows 
 Within these gardens here: 
 I find no sweetness in the rose, 
 When Jesus is not near. 
 
 4 Thy gracious presence, O my Christ, 
 Can make a paradise. 
 Ah, what are all the goodly pearls 
 Unto this pearl of price? 
 
 Give me that sweet communion, Lord! 
 Thy people have with thee, 
 Thy Spirit daily talks with them, 
 O let it talk with me. 
 
 Like Enoch, let me walk with God, 
 And thus walk out my day. 
 Attended with the heavenly guards, 
 Upon the King's highway. 
 
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 438 c. M. 
 
 1 WPIEN waves of trouble round me swell, 
 
 My soul is not dismayed, 
 I hear a voice I know full well — 
 '"TisI; be not afraid." 
 
 2 When black the threat'ning skies appear. 
 
 And storms my path invade, 
 Those accents tranquilize each fear — 
 '"T is I; be not afraid." 
 
 3 There is a gulf that must be crossed; 
 
 Savior be near to aid! 
 Whisper, when my frail bark is tossed — 
 ** 'T is I; be not afraid." 
 
 4 There is a dark and fearful vale. 
 
 Death hides within its shade; 
 O say, when flesh and heart shall fail — 
 " Tisl; be not afraid " 
 
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 He lives, my mansion to prepare — 
 He lives, to bring me safely there. 
 
 4 He lives — all glory to his name! 
 He lives— my Jesus, still the same! 
 O, the sweet joy this sentence gives, 
 "1 know that my Redeemer lives!" 
 
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 Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care; 
 Joy to find in every station 
 Something still to do or bear. 
 
 2 Think what spirit dwells within thee; 
 
 Think what Father's smiles are thine; 
 Think what Jesus did to win thee: 
 Child of heav'n, canst thou repine? 
 
 3 God will give thee grace an:l glory; 
 
 i Fight thy way, and get thy crown; 
 
 Canaan's land lies just before thee — 
 
 There you'll lay your armor down. 
 
 4 Soon you'll close your earthly mission, 
 
 Soon you'll pass your pilgrim days; 
 I Hope shall change to glad fruition — 
 ' Faith to sight, and and prayer to praise 
 
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 1 wait thy light above. 
 
 4 Thy covenant in my dying hour, 
 
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 1 SEE, in the vineyard of the Lord 
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 It yields no fruit, no blossoms bears, 
 Though planted by his hands. 
 
 2 From year to year ho seeks for fruit, 
 
 And still no fruit is found; 
 
 It stands, amid the living trees, 
 
 A cumb'rer of the ground. 
 
 3 But, see, an Intercessor pleads 
 
 The barren tree to spare; 
 "Let justice still withhold his hand. 
 And grant another year 
 
 ^ Perhaps pome means of grace untried 
 May search the stony heart; 
 The soft'ning dews of heav'nly grace 
 ;May life anew impart. 
 
 5 But if these means should prove in vain. 
 No fruits thy eflorts crown 
 Then mercy shall no longer plead, 
 I But justice rut it down."' 
 
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 1 O, WHERE is now that glowing love 
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 Out hearts were fixed on things above, 
 Nor could the world a joy aiFord. 
 
 2 Where is the zeal that led us then 
 To make our Savior's glory known? 
 That freed us from the fear of men, 
 And kept our eye on him alone. 
 
 3 Where are the happy seasons spent 
 In fellowship with him we loved? 
 The sacred joy, the sweet content, 
 The blessedness that then we proved. 
 
 Behold, again we turn to thee; 
 
 O, cast us not away, though vile; 
 No peace we have, no joy we see, 
 
 O Lord our God, but in thy smile. 
 
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 1 ONCE, O Lord, thy garden flourished 
 Every part looked gay and green; 
 Then thy word our spirit nourished, 
 Happy seasons we have seen! 
 
 But a draught has since succeeded, 
 And a sad decline we see! 
 
 Lord, thy help is greatly needed, 
 Help can only come from thee. 
 
 3 Some, in whom we once delighted, 
 We shall see no more below; 
 Some, alas, we fear are blighted, — 
 Scarce a single leaf they show. 
 
 4 Dearest Savior, hasten hither: 
 
 Thou canst make them bloom again: 
 O, permit them not to wither. 
 Let not all our hopes be vainl 
 
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 1 Jesus let thy pitying eye 
 
 Call back a wand'ring sheep; 
 False to thee, like Peter, I 
 
 Would fain like Peter weep; 
 Let me be by grace restored, 
 
 On me be all its freeness shown: 
 Turn and look upon me. Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of stone. 
 
 2 Savior, Prince, enthroned above, 
 
 Repentance to impart, 
 Give me, through thy dying love, 
 
 The humble, contrite heart; 
 Give, what I have long implored, 
 
 A portion of thy love unknown: 
 Turn, and look upon me. Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of stone. 
 
 Sec mc, Savior, from above, 
 
 Nor sufl'er mc to die; 
 Life, and happiness, and love, 
 
 Smile in thy gracious eye; 
 Speak the reconciling word, 
 
 And let thy mercy melt me down 
 Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of stone. 
 
 1 THERE'S not a hope with comfort fraught, 
 Triumphant over death and time, 
 But Jesus mingles in the thought, 
 Fore-runner of our course sublime. 
 
 - His image meets me in the hour 
 
 Of joy, and brightens every smile; 
 I see him, when the tempests lower. 
 Each terror soothe, each grief beguile. 
 
 3 I see him, in the daily round 
 
 Of social duty, mild and meek; 
 With him 1 tread the hallowed ground. 
 Communion with my God to speak. 
 
 1 I see his i)itying, gentle eye, 
 
 When lonely want appeals for ai'V, 
 I hear him in the frequent sigh [made. 
 That mourns the waste which sin has 
 
 5 I meet him at the lowly tomb; 
 
 I weep where Jesus wept before; 
 And there, above the grave's dark glooni, 
 I see him rise, and weep no more. 
 
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 2 With thee conversing, we forget 
 All time, and toil, and care: 
 Labor is rest, and pain is sweet, 
 If thou, my God, art here. 
 
 Here then, my God, vouchsafe to stay, 
 
 And bid my heart rejoice; 
 My bounding heart shall own thy sway 
 
 And echo to thy voice. 
 
 4 Thou callest mc; to seek thy face; 
 'T is all I wish to seek; 
 To attend the whispers of thy grace, 
 And hear thee inly speak. 
 
 5 Let this my every hour employ, 
 Till I thy glory see; 
 Enter into my Master's jo}' 
 And find my heaven in thee. 
 
 448 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 FROIVI all that's mortal, all that'.s 
 • And from this earthly clod, 
 Arise mj'soul, and strive to gain 
 Sweet fellowship with God 
 
 2 Not life or all the toys of art, 
 Nor pleasure's flowery road, 
 Can to my soul such bliss impart, 
 As fellowship with God. 
 
 When I am made in love to bear 
 
 Affliction's needful rod. 
 Light, sweet and kind the strokes a[tpear, 
 
 Through fellowship with God. 
 
 4 In fierce temptation's fiery blasts. 
 Or dark desertion's road, 
 I'm happy if I can but taste, 
 Some fellowship with God. 
 
 5 So when the icy hand of death 
 Shall chill my flowmg blood. 
 With joy I'll yield my latest breath, 
 In fellowship with God. 
 
 C When I at last to heaven ascend. 
 And gain my blest abode, 
 There an eternity I'll spend 
 In fellowship with God. 
 
COMMUNION WITH GOD. 
 
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 - Abide wilh us, and still unfold 
 
 Thy sacred though prophetic lore; 
 What wondrous things of Jesus told — 
 Stranger, %ve thirst, Me pant for more. 
 
 •i O stay with us, and still converse 
 Of him that late on Calv'ry died — 
 Of him the prophecies rehearse — 
 It is our friend they crucitied. 
 
 1 Our souls are faint, our hearts are cold. 
 We thought that Israel he'd restore; 
 But sweet The truths thy lips have told, 
 And Stranger, we complain no more. 
 
 5 Thus while they prayed, at their request, 
 The Stranger bows with smile divine; 
 Then round the board the Unknown Guest, 
 And weary travelers recline. 
 
 G Abide with us, amazed they cried, 
 As suddenly, while breaking bread, 
 Their own lost Jesus met their eyes, 
 With radiant glories round his head! 
 
 1 450 S. M. (LENA. Page 256.) 
 
 1 OUR heavenly Father calls. 
 And Christ invites us near; 
 I With both, our friendship shall be sweet, 
 And our communion dear. 
 
 2 God pities all our griefs: 
 He pardons every day; 
 Almighty to protect our souls, 
 And wise to guard our way. 
 
 3 How large his bounties are! 
 What various stores of good. 
 Diffused from our Redeemer's hand. 
 And purchased with his blood. 
 
 4 Jesus, our living Head, 
 
 We bless thy faithful care; 
 Our Advocate before the throne, 
 And our fore-runner there. 
 
 Abide with us, thou heavenly Friend, 
 Leave not thy followers alone. 
 
 The sweet communion here must end — 
 The heavenly Visitant is gone. 
 
 5 Here fix, my roving heart! 
 
 Here wait, my warmest love! 
 Till the communion be complete. 
 In nobler scenes above 
 
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 451 L. M. (ALL SAINTS. Page 229.) 
 
 1 IF on our daily course our mind 
 Be set to hallow all we find. 
 
 New treasures still of countless price, 
 God vTill provide for sacrifice. 
 
 2 Old friends, old scenes "will lovelier be, 
 As more of heaven in each we see; 
 Some soft'ning gleam of love and prayer, 
 Shall tlawn ou every cross and care. 
 
 3 O could we learn that sacrifice, 
 What light would all around us rise! 
 How would our hearts with wisdom talk, 
 Along life's dullest, dreariest walk! 
 
 4 The trivial round, the common task, 
 AVill furnish all we ought to ask; 
 Room to deny ourselves, a road 
 
 To bring us daily nearer God. 
 
 
 
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 As my eternal God, 
 Who bears the earth's huge pillars up 
 And spreads the heavens abroad? 
 
 2 How can I die while Jesus lives. 
 
 Who rose and left the dead? 
 Pardon and grace my soul receives 
 From my exalted Head. 
 
 3 All that I am, and all T have, 
 
 Shall be forever thine; 
 Whate'cr my duty bids me give, 
 My cheerful hand resign. 
 
 4 Yet, if I might make sonie reserve, 
 
 And duty did not call, 
 I love my (iod with zeal so great, 
 That 1 bliould give him all. 
 
 453 8s. (MADISON. Page 164.) 
 
 1 INSPIRER and hearer of prayer. 
 
 Thou Shepherd and Guardian of mine, 
 My all to thy covenant care 
 I sleeping or waking resign. 
 
 2 If thou art my Shield and my Sun. 
 
 The night is no darkness to me; 
 And fast as my moments roll on, 
 They bring me but nearer to thee, 
 
 3 Thy minist'ring spirits descend 
 
 To watch while thy saints are asleep; 
 By day and by night they attend. 
 The heirs of salvation to keep. 
 
 4 Bright seraphs, dispatch'd from the throne, 
 
 Repair to their stations assigned; 
 And angels elect are sent down 
 To guard the elect of mankind 
 
CONFIDENCE. 
 
 8 Their worship no interval knows; 
 Their fervor is still ou the wing; 
 And, while they protect my repose. 
 They chant to the praise of my King 
 
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 6 I too, at the season ordained, 
 
 Their chorus forever shall join, 
 And love and adore, without end, 
 Their faithful Creator and mine. 
 
 454 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 KIND arc the words that Jesus speak: 
 To cheer the drooping saint; 
 My grace sufficient is for you, 
 
 Though nature's powers may faint. 
 
 2 My grace its glories shall display, 
 And make our griefs remove; 
 Your weakness shall the triumph tell 
 Of boundless pow'r and love. 
 
 i3 Believers thus are tossed about 
 } On life's tempestuous main, 
 I But grace assures beyond a doubt, 
 They shall their port attain. 
 
 4 They must, they shall appear one day, 
 Before their Savior's throne; 
 The storms they meet with by the way 
 But make his power known. 
 
 5 Their passage lies across the brink 
 Of many a threat'ning wave; 
 The world expects to see them sink, 
 But Jesus lives to save. 
 
 6 Lord, though we are but feeble worms; 
 Yet since thy word is past, 
 We'll venture through a thousand storms, 
 To see thy face at last. 
 
 3 "What though my griefs are not removed, 
 Yet why should I despair? 
 While my kind Savior's arms support, 
 I can the burden bear. 
 
 4 Jesus, my Savior, and my Lord I 
 
 'T is good to trust thy name: 
 Thy power, thy faithfulness and love, 
 Will ever be the same. 
 
 5 Weak ds T am, yet through thy grace 
 
 I all things can perform; 
 And smiling, triumph in thy name, 
 Amidst the raging storm. 
 
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 455 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 IF Paul in C.Tsar's court must stand, 
 He need not fear the sea; 
 Secured from harm on every hand 
 By the divine decree. 
 
 2 Though neither sun nor stars were seen, 
 Paul knew the Lord was near. 
 And faith preserved his soul serene. 
 When others shook with f ?ar. 
 
 1 SAVIOR, happy would I be, 
 If I could but trust in thee, 
 Trust thy wisdom me to guide, 
 Trust thy goodness to provide. 
 
 2 Trust thy saving love and power, 
 Trust thee every day and hour; 
 Trust in sickness, trust in health. 
 Trust in poverty and wealth. 
 
 3 Trust in joy, and trust in grief, 
 Trust thy promise for relief; 
 Trust thy blood to cleanse my soul, 
 Trust thy grace to make me whole. 
 
 4 Trust thee living, dying too. 
 
 Trust thee all my journey through; 
 Trust thee; till my feet shall be 
 Planted on the crystal sea. 
 
 5 Trust thee, ever blessed Lamb, 
 Till I wear the victor's palm: 
 Trust thee till my soul shall be 
 Wholly swallowed uj) in thee. 
 
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 457 8s ifc 7s. (r.REENViLLE. Page 19.) 
 
 1 CALL Jchoviih thy salvation, 
 
 Rest beneath th' Almighty's shade; 
 In his secret habitation 
 
 Dwell, nor ever be dismayed; 
 There no tumult can alarm thee — 
 
 Thou Shalt dread no hidden snare, 
 Guile nor violence can harm thee, 
 
 In eternal safety there. 
 
 2 From the sword, at noonday wasting, 
 
 From the noisome pestilence, 
 
 In the depth of midnight blasting, 
 
 God shall be thy sure defense. 
 
 AND EXAMPLE. 
 
 Fear not thou the deadly quiver, 
 When a thousand feel the blow; 
 
 Mercy shall thy soul deliver, 
 Though ten thousand be laid low. 
 
 ; Since, with pure and firm affection, 
 
 Thou on God hast set thy love. 
 With the wings of his protection 
 
 He will shield thee from above: 
 Thou Shalt call on him in trouble, 
 
 lie will hearken, he will save; 
 Here, for grief, reward thee double. 
 
 Crown with life beyond the grave. 
 
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 2 Then should the question oft recur — 
 What do we more than others do? 
 How do we show that we prefer 
 The things above to things below? 
 
 8 Where is the holy walk that suits 
 The name and character we bear? 
 And whore arc seen those heavenly fru 
 That show we're not what once we we 
 
 4 Allied to him who bore the cross. 
 And called the people of the Lord, 
 The world to us should seem but loss. 
 And little all i* can aflbrd, 
 
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 1 WHEN Jesus, our great Master, came, 
 To teach us in his Father's name, 
 
 In every act, in every thought. 
 
 He lived the precepts which he taught. 
 
 2 So let our lips and lives express 
 The holy gospel we profess; 
 
 So iet our works and virtues shine. 
 To prove the doctrine all divine. 
 
 3 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad 
 The honors of our Savior, God, 
 When his salvation reigns within. 
 And grace subdues the power of sin. 
 
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 4 Our flesh and sense must be denied, \ 4 O may I never faint nor tire, 
 
 Ambition, envy, lust and pride; | Nor waud'ring, leave his sacred ways; 
 
 While justice, temp'rcnce, truth and love : Great God, accepts my souls desire 
 Our inward piety approve. And give me strength to live thy praise 
 
 5 Religion bears our spirits up, 
 
 AVhlTe we expect that blessed hope, 
 The bright appearance of the Lord, 
 And faith stands leaning on his word. 
 
 460 L. M. 
 
 1 REDEEMED ones, the heirs of God, 
 So dearly bought with Jesus' blood! 
 Are they not burn to heavenly joj's, 
 And shall they stoop to earthly toys? 
 
 2 Can laughter feed th' immortal mind? 
 "Were spirits of celestial kind 
 
 Made for a jest, for sport and play, 
 To wear out time and waste the day? 
 
 3 Doth vain discourse or empty mirth, 
 Well suit the honors of their birth? 
 Shall they be fond of gay attire. 
 What children love and fools admire? 
 
 462 ^ " 
 
 1 O LORD, how full of sweet content 
 My years of pilgrimage are spent! 
 Where'er I dwell, I dv^ell with thee. 
 In heaven, in earth, or on the sea. 
 
 2 To me remains no place nor time. 
 My country is in every clime; 
 
 I can be calm and free from care 
 On any shore, since God is there. 
 
 b While place I seek, or place I shun. 
 The soul finds happiness in none; 
 But with my God to guide my way, 
 'T is equal joy to go or stay. 
 
 4 CouM I be cast where thou art not, 
 That were indeed a dreadful lot: 
 But regions none remote I call, 
 Secure of finding God in all. 
 
 4 Lord, raise our hearts and passions higher 
 Touch our vain souls with sacred fire; 
 Then with a heaven-directed eye. 
 
 We'll pass these glittering trifles by 
 
 5 We'll look on all the toys below 
 With such disdain as angels do; 
 And wait the call tnat bids us rise 
 To mansions promised in the skies. 
 
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 L. M. 
 
 1 NOW I resolve with all my heart, 
 
 With all my powers to serve the Lord; 
 Nor from his precepts e'er depart, 
 Whose service is a rich reward. 
 
 2 O, be his service all my joy! 
 
 Around let my example shine, 
 Till others love the blest employ, 
 And join in labors so divine. 
 
 3 Be this the purpose of my soul. 
 
 My solemn, my determined choice 
 To yield to hia supreme control, 
 And in his kind commands rejoice. 
 
 463 L M. 
 
 j 1 TREMBLIN'G before thine awful throne, 
 
 1 O Lord, in dust my sins I own; 
 
 i Justice and mercy for my life 
 
 j Contend; O, smile and heal the strife! 
 
 2 The Savior smiles — upon my soul 
 
 j New tides of hope tumultuous roll! 
 I His voice proclaims my pardon found; 
 Seraphic transport wings the sound! 
 
 3 Earth has a joy unknow in heaven, 
 The new born peace of sins forgiven. 
 Tears of such pure and rich delight, 
 Ye angels! never dimmed your sight. 
 
 4 Ye know where morn exulting springs, 
 And evenmg folds her drooping wings; 
 Loud in your song: the heavenly plain 
 Is shaken by your choral strain. 
 
 5 But I amid your choirs shall shine, 
 And all your knowledge will be mine; 
 Ye on your harps must lean to hear 
 A secret chord that mine will bear! 
 
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 3 "Can a -women's tender care 
 Cease toward the child she bare? 
 Yes, she may forgetful be; 
 Yet will I remember thee. 
 
 4 "Mine is an unchanging love, 
 Higher than the hights above; 
 Deeper than the depths beneath — 
 Free and faithful — strong as death. 
 
 5 "Thou shalt see my glor}-- soon. 
 When the work of grace is done: 
 Partner of my throne shalt be; 
 Sa}', poor sinner, lov'st thou me?' 
 
 C Lord! it is my chief complaint. 
 That my love is weak and faint, 
 Yet I love thee and adore, 
 () for "rrare to love thee morel 
 
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 1 DARE to think, though bigots frown; 
 Dare in words your thoughts express 
 Dare to rise, though oft cast down; 
 Dare the wronged aud scorned to bless 
 
 2 Dare from custom to depart; 
 
 Dare the priceless pearl possess; 
 Dare to wear it next your heart; 
 Dare, when sinners curse, to bless. 
 
 3 Dare forsake what you deem wrong, 
 Dare to walk in w isdom's way; 
 Dare to give where gifts belong. 
 Dare God's precepts to obey. 
 
 4 Do what conscience says is right; 
 
 Do what reason says is best; 
 
 Do with willing mind aud heart; 
 
 Do vour dutv iiud be blest. 
 
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 468 L ;M. (nELMORE. Page 'Jac.) 
 
 1 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! sooner far 
 Let evening blush to own a star! 
 He sheds the beams of light divine 
 O'er this benighted soul of mine. 
 
 3 Ashamed of Jesus! Just as soon 
 Let morning be ashamed of noon: 
 'T is midnight with my soul, till he. 
 Bright Mornmg Star, bid darkness flee. 
 
 4 Ashamed of Jesus! that dear friend, 
 On whom my hopes of heaven depend! 
 
 CROSS. 
 
 I No! when I blush, be this my shame, 
 I That 1 no more revere his name. 
 1 5 Ashamed of Jesus! Yes, I may, 
 I When I've no guilt to wash away, 
 No tear to wipe, no good to crave, 
 No fears to quell, no soul to save. 
 Till then — nor is my boasting vain — 
 Till then I'll boast a Savior slain! 
 And O! may this my glory be. 
 That Christ is not ashamed of me! 
 His institutions would I prize. 
 Take up my cross, the shame despise- 
 Dare to defend his noble cause, 
 And yield obedience to his laws. 
 
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 1 STRAIGHT IS the way, the door is straight, 
 
 That leads to joys on high; 
 T is but a few that find the gate. 
 While crowds mistake and die. 
 
 2 Beloved self must be denied, 
 
 The mind and will renewed, 
 Passion suppressed and patience tried, 
 And vain desires subdued. 
 
 3 Flesh IS a dang'rous foe to grace. 
 
 Where it prevails an<l rules; 
 Flesh must be humbled, pride abased. 
 Lest they destroy our souls. 
 
 4 The love of gold be banished hence, 
 
 (That vile idolatry), 
 And every member, every sense, 
 In sweet subjection lie. 
 
 5 The tongue, that most unruly powei, 
 
 Requires a strong restraint; 
 We must be watchful every hour, 
 And pray, but never faint. 
 
 6 Lord! can a feeble, helpless worm, 
 
 Fulfill a task so hard? 
 Thy grace must ail my works perform. 
 And give the lice reward. 
 
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 1 IN the cross of Christ I glory, 
 
 Tow'ring o'er the wrecks of time; 
 All the light of sacred story 
 
 Gathers rouud its Head sublime. 
 
 2 When the woes of life o'ertake me, 
 
 Hope deceive, and fears annoy, 
 Never shall the cross forsake me: 
 LoMt glows with peace and joy. 
 
 3 When the sun of bliss is beaming 
 
 Light and love upon my way, 
 
 AND EXAMPLE. 
 
 From the cross the radiance streaming 
 Adds more luster to the day. 
 
 4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, 
 By the cross are sanctitied; 
 Peace is there that knows no measure, 
 Joys that through all time abide. 
 
 5 In the cross of Christ I glory, 
 
 Tow'ring o'er the wrecks of lime; 
 All the light of sacred story 
 Gathers round its Head sublime. 
 
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 1 HOW shall 1 follow him I serve? 
 How shall 1 copy him 1 love? 
 Nor from those blessed footsteps swerve. 
 Which lead me to his seat above. 
 
 Privations, sorrows, bitter scorn. 
 The life of toil, the mean abode. 
 
 The faithless kiss, the crown of thorn — 
 Are these the consecrated road? 
 
 3 'Twas thus he suffered through a Son, 
 Foreknowing choosing, feeling all, 
 Until the perfect work was done — 
 And drank the bitter cup of gall. 
 
 4 Lord, should my path thro' suft^ring lie, 
 Forbid it I should e'er repine; 
 Still let me turn to Calvary. 
 
 Nor heed my griefs, remcmb'ring thine. 
 
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 I DEAIl Lonl, umid Ihc throng that prcss'd 
 Around thee on the cursed tree, 
 Souio loyal, loving hearts were there, 
 Some 'pitying eyes that wept for thee. 
 
 - Like thorn may we rejoice to own 
 
 Our dying Lord, tho' crown'd with thorn; 
 Like thee, thy blessed self, endure 
 The cross with all its joy or scorn. 
 
 {] Thy cross, thy lonely path below, 
 
 Show what thy brethren all should be; 
 Pilgrims on earth, disowned by those 
 Who sec no beauty, Lord, in thee. 
 
 - Take up thy cross! let not its weight 
 Fill thy weak s])irit with alarm, 
 My strength shall bear thy spirit up, 
 And brace thy heart and nerve thy arm. 
 
 3 Take up thy cross! nor heed the shame, 
 And let thy foolish i)ride be still; 
 Thy Lord did not refuse to die 
 Upon the cross on Calvary's hill. 
 
 471 L. M. 
 
 1 TAKE up thy cross! the Savior said, 
 If thou wo'uldst my disciple be; 
 Take up thy cross with willing heart. 
 And humbly follow after me. 
 
 Take up thy cross, then, in his strength, 
 And talmly sin's wild deluge brave; 
 
 'Twill guide thee to a better home. 
 It points to bliss beyond the grave. 
 
 Take up thy cross, and follow me, 
 Nor think till death to lay it down; 
 
 For only he who bears the cross 
 
 May hope to wear the glorious crown. 
 
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 - And when the Master seems to stay, 
 Kcgardless of our grief, 
 His tarrying never is delay, 
 But well-timed, sure relief. 
 
 n He lovc8 to come when others flee, 
 Or, coming, cannot aid; 
 To save in faith's extremity, 
 
 When hope's last ghmmerings fade. 
 
 4 The house of mournmg he prefers 
 
 With voice of love to cheer; 
 
 And sorrows are the harbingers 
 
 That say— the Lord is near. 
 
 5 Lord, not in sorrow's hour alone, 
 
 We ask to feel thy grace; 
 The hearts that once thy love have known. 
 Would be thy dwelling-place. 
 
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 1 IN trouble aud in grief, Oh God, 
 
 Thy smile hath cheered my way; 
 Ami joy hath budded from each thorn 
 That round my footsteps lay. 
 
 2 The hours of pain have yielded good, 
 
 Which prosperous days refused; 
 As herbs, though scentless when entire, 
 Spread fragrance when they're bruised. 
 
 o The oak strikes deeper, as its boughs 
 By furious blasts are driven; 
 So life's tempestuous storms the more 
 Have fixed my heart in heaven. 
 
 4 All-gracious Lord, whate'er my lot 
 In other times may be, 
 ril welcome still the heaviest grief 
 That brinirs me near to thee. 
 
 1 OFTEN the clouds of deepest woe 
 
 So sweet a message bear. 
 Dark tho' they seem, 'twere hard to find 
 A frown of anger there. 
 
 2 Kind, loving is the hand that strikes, 
 
 However keen the smart, 
 If sorrow's discipline can chase 
 One evil from the heart. 
 
 3 He was a man of sorrow's — he 
 
 Who loved and saved us thus; 
 And shall the world that frowned on him. 
 Wear only smiles for us. 
 
 4 No; we must follow in the path 
 
 Our Lord and Savior run; 
 We must not find a resting-place 
 Where he we love had none. 
 
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 2 "Perfect thro' sufTriug:" be thy cross The cru - ci - ble to purge my dross! 
 
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 '•Perfect through sufTring- ' heap the lire. 
 And pile the sacrificial ]\vir. 
 Hut save each loveil and loving one, 
 And lot me feed the (lames, alone. 
 
 4 "Perfect through sufTring:" urge the blast. 
 More free, more full, more tierce, more fast; 
 By grace the sutl"'ring path I'll tread 
 So the tlamc waft my soul to God! 
 
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 1 'T IS by the f jiith of joys to come 
 
 We walk thro' deserts dsirk us night; 
 Till Ave arrive at heaven our home, 
 
 Faith is our guide, and faith our light. 
 
 The want of sight she well supplies; 
 
 She makes the pearly gates appear; 
 F»)r 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. 
 
 4 So, Abra'm, by divine command. 
 
 Left his own house to walk with God; 
 His faith beheld the promised land. 
 And cheered him on his toilsome road. 
 
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 Brings distant prospects home, 
 Of things a thousand years ago, 
 Or thousand years to come. 
 
 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. 
 
 '.', By faith we know the world was made . 5 Thus through life's pilgrimage we stray, 
 By God's almighty word; The promise in our tye; 
 
 "Wf know the heav'ns and earth shall fade By faith we walk the narrow way 
 \nd be again restored. That leads to joy on high. 
 
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 1 AS body when the soul has fled, 
 As biirren trees, decayed and dead, 
 Is faith— a hopeless, lifeless thing, 
 If not of righteous deeds the spring. 
 
 One cup of healmir oil and wine, 
 One ^ear-drop shed on mercy's shrine. 
 Is thrice more grateful. Lord, to thee, 
 Than lifted eye or bended knee. 
 
 In true and heav'n-born faith we trace, 
 The source of every Christian grace, 
 Within the pious heart it plays, 
 A living fount of joy and praise. 
 
 4 Kind deeds of peace and love beliay 
 Where'er the stream has found its way; 
 But where these spring not rich and fair, 
 The stream has never wandered there. 
 
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 1 O FOR an overcoming faith, 
 To cheer my dying hours. 
 To triumph o'er the monster death 
 And all his frightful powers. 
 
 2 Joyful, with all the strength I have, 
 My quiv'ring lips should sing, 
 Where is they boasted vict'ry, grave? 
 And where the monster's sting? 
 
 3 If sin be pardoned, I'm secure, 
 Death hath no sting beside; 
 The law gives sm its damning power, 
 But Christ, my ransom, died. 
 
 4 Now to the God of victory, 
 Immortal thanks be paid. 
 Who makes us conqu'rors while wc die, 
 Through Christ our living Head. 
 
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 MISTAKEN souls, that dream of hcav'u, 
 And make their empty boast, 
 
 Of inward joys and sins* forgiven, 
 While they are slaves to lust. 
 
 Vain are our fancies, airy flights. 
 
 If faith be cold and dead, 
 None but a living power unites 
 
 To Christ the living Head. 
 
 3 'T is failh that changes all the heart; 
 
 'T is faith that works by love; 
 That bids all sinful joys depart. 
 And lifts the thoughts above. 
 
 4 'T is faith that conquers earth and hell, 
 
 By a celestial power: 
 This is the grace that shall prevail 
 In the decisive hour. 
 
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 With cheerful hope, her eyes explore 
 Each land-mark on the distant shore, 
 The trees of life, the pastures green, 
 The golden streets, the crystal stream; 
 Again for joy she spreads her wings, 
 And loud her lovely sonnet sings, 
 I'm going home. 
 
 The nearer still she draws to land. 
 More eager all her powers expand; 
 AVith steady helm and free bent sail, 
 Her anchor drops within the vail — 
 And now for jo}- she folds her wings, 
 And her celestial sonnet sings, 
 I'm safe at home. 
 
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 Hope wilh her ra - diant fin - ger, points To bright - er scenes in heav'n. 
 
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 2 She bids the storms of life to cease, 
 The troubled breast be calm; 
 And in the wounded heart she pours 
 Religion's healing balm. 
 
 Her hallowed influence cheers life'^ hours 
 
 Of sadness and of gloom; 
 She guides us through this vale of tears, 
 
 To joys beyond the tomb. 
 
 4 And when our fleeting days are o'er, 
 And life's last hour draws near, 
 With still unwearied wing she hastes 
 To wipe the falling tear. 
 
 •') She bids the anguished heart rejoice; 
 Though earthly ties are liven, 
 Wo still may hope to meet again 
 In yonder peaceful heav'n- 
 
 ; 1 WHEN I can read my title clear 
 i To mansions in the skies, 
 
 I I'll bid farewell to ev'ry fear, 
 j And wipe my weeping eyes. 
 
 2 Should earth against my soul engage, 
 And liery darts be hurled. 
 Then I can smile at Satan's rage, 
 And face a frowning world. 
 
 3 Let cares like a wild deluge come, 
 
 Let storms of sorrow fall — 
 
 So I but safely reach my home, 
 
 My God, my heav'n, my all. 
 
 4 There I shall bathe my weary soul 
 In seas of heavenly rest, 
 And not a wave of trouble roll 
 Across my peaceful breast. 
 
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 1 O NOT lo fill the mouth of fame 
 My longing soul is stirred: 
 But give me a diviner name; 
 Cull mc thy servant, Lord! 
 
 Xo longer would my soul be known 
 As uncontrolled and free; 
 
 O, not mine own! O, not mine own! 
 Lord, I bclonir to thee. 
 
 3 Thy servant— me thy servant choose, 
 Nought of thy claim abate! 
 The glorious name I would not lose, 
 Xor change the sweet estate. 
 
 4 In life, in death, on earth, in heav'n, 
 This is the name for me; 
 And be the same dear title given 
 Through all eternity. 
 
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 1 LOUD, for ever at thy side 
 Let my place and portion be; 
 Strip me of the robe of pride; 
 Clothe me with humility. 
 
 - Meekly may my feoul receive 
 All thy i5pirit hath revealed; 
 Thou ha<t spoken; I believe, 
 Thc'iiL'h the oracle be scaled. 
 
 3 Humble as a little child, 
 
 Weaned from the mother's breast; 
 By no subtleties beguiled, 
 On thy faithful word I rest. 
 
 4 Israel, now and evermore 
 
 In the Lord, Jehovah, trust; 
 Him in all his ways adore. 
 Wise, and powerful, and just. 
 
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 In darlvcst shades, if thou appear, 
 
 My dawning is begun; 
 'i'hou art my soul's bright morning star 
 
 And Ihou my rising sun. 
 
 The op'ning heavens around me shine 
 With beams of sacred bliss, 
 
 While Jesus shows his mercy mine, 
 And whispers I am his. 
 
 4 My .soul would leave this heavy clay 
 At that trnnsporting word, 
 And run with joy tlie shining way 
 To meet my dearest Lord. 
 
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 2 But in the statutes of the Lord, 
 Has placed his chief delight; 
 By day he reads or hears the word, 
 And meditates bv nis;ht. 
 
 3 Green as the leaf, and ever fair 
 Shall his profession shine; 
 While fruits of holiness appear 
 Like clusters on the vine. 
 
 4 Not so the impious and unjust; 
 What vain designs they form I 
 Their hopes are blown away like dust, 
 Or chair before the storm. 
 
 5 Sinners in judgment shall not stand 
 Among the sons of grace, 
 When Christ, the Judge, at his right hand 
 Appoints his saints a place. 
 
 !• BLESST) is the man who shuns the place ;C His eye beholds the path they tread, 
 WhiMC sinners love to meet, j His heart approves it well; 
 
 Who fears to tread their wick<'d way?. i Cut crooked ways of sinners lead 
 And hutes the scofTer's seat. ' I Down to the gates of hell. 
 
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 Tlian to fall at his feet, and the story repeat, 
 And the Lover of sinners adore I 
 
 h tho rapturous hight of that }ioIy delight, 
 Which I find in the lifo-giving blood I 
 Of my Savior poRsessed, I am perfectly hJog»wd, 
 Ueing filled with tho fnlnesn of God I 
 
 t Jesus all lh«i day long is my joy and my t-ong ; 
 O that all to his refuge may fly ! 
 He has loved me, I cried, he has suffered and died 
 To redeem such a rebel as I I 
 
 Now my remnant of days I will Kj.end toliirttMaise 
 Who has died mo from sin to redeem ; 
 
 M'hether many or few, all my years are hi** «hi« ; 
 They shall all bo devoted to hitii 
 
 On tho wings of his love T am carried above 
 All my sin, and temptation, and pain ; 
 
 O why should I grieve, while on hira I believe! 
 why should 1 sorrow again 
 
 8 What a mony is this? what a luavon of LMsh! 
 How unspeakably happy am I ! 
 Gathered into the fold, with bclieTors enroTleil — 
 With believers tu live and to die ! 
 
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 While here on earth we stay, Our life in Christ concealed, 
 
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 The day glides sweetly o'er their heads, 
 Made up of innocence and love; 
 
 And soft and silent as the shades, 
 Theirnightly minutes gently move. 
 
 Quick as their thoughts, their joys come on, 
 But tly not half so swift away; 
 
 Their souls are ever bright as noon. 
 And calm as summer evenings be. 
 
 4 How oft they to th' heavenly hills. 
 
 Where groves of living ])leasure grow! 
 And longing hopes and cheerful smiles, 
 Sit undisturbed upon their brow. 
 
 5 They scorn to seek our golden toys. 
 
 But spend the day and share the night 
 In numb'ring o'er the richer joys 
 
 That heaven prepares for their delight, 
 
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 1 HOW happy is the Christian's state, 
 His sins are all forgiven, 
 A cheering ray confirms the grace, 
 And lifts his hopes to heaven. 
 
 1 Though in the rugged path of life, 
 He heaves the pensive sigh, 
 Yet trusting in his God, he linds 
 Deliv'ring grace is nigh. 
 
 3 If to prevent his M-and'ring steps, 
 
 He feels the chast'ning rod. 
 The gentle stroke shall bring him back 
 To his forgiving God. 
 
 4 And when the welcome message comes 
 
 To call his soul away. 
 His soul in rapture shall ascend 
 To everlasting dav. 
 
 492 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 JOY is a fruit that will not grow 
 In nature's barren soil: 
 All we can boast 'till Christ we know. 
 Is vanit v and toil. 
 
 But where the Lord has planted grace, 
 And made his glories known, 
 
 There fruits of heav'nly joy and peace 
 Are found, and there alone. 
 
 A bleeding Savior, seen by faith, 
 
 A sense of i)ard'ning love, 
 A hope that triumphs over death. 
 
 Give joys like those above. 
 
 To take a glimpse within the vail, 
 To know that God is mme, 
 
 Are springs of joy that never fail, 
 Unspeakable, divine. 
 
 These are the joys that satisfy, 
 
 And sanctify the mind; 
 Which make the spirit mount on high, 
 
 And leave the world behind. 
 
 No more, believers, mourn your lot, 
 
 But if you are the Lord's, 
 Resign to them that know him not, 
 
 Such joys as earth affords. 
 
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 1 O, SWEETLY breathe the lyres above, 
 
 When angels touch the quiv'ring string, 
 And wake, to chant Imraanuel's love. 
 Such strains as angel-lips can sing! 
 
 2 And sweet, on earth, the choral swell, 
 
 From mortal tongues, of gladsome. lays; 
 When pardoned souls theirrapturcs tell. 
 And, grateful, hymn Immauuers praise. 
 
 3 Jesus, thy name our souls adore; 
 
 We own the bond that makes us thine; 
 And carnal joys, that charmed before. 
 For thy dear sake we now resign. 
 
 4 Our hearts, by d3'ing love subdued 
 
 Accept thine offered grace today; 
 
 Beneath the cross, with blood bedewed. 
 
 We bow, and give ourselves away. 
 
 5 In thee we trust — on thee rely: 
 
 Though we are feeble, thou art strong. 
 O, keep us till our spirits tly 
 
 To join the bright immortal throng. 
 
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 1 l^EJOICE, the Lord is King, 
 
 Your God and King adore; 
 Mortals, give thanks and sing, 
 
 And triumph evermore: 
 Lift up your heart, lift up your voice; 
 Uejoice; again 1 say, rejoice! 
 "2 Jesus the Savior reigns. 
 
 The God of truth and love, 
 AVhen he had purged our stains, 
 
 He tdok his scat above; 
 Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice; 
 Kejoice; again I say, rejoice. 
 3 His kingdom cannot fail, 
 
 He rules o'er earth and heaven, 
 The keys of death and hell 
 
 Arc to our Jesus given; 
 Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice; 
 Rejoice; again I say, rejoice. 
 
 4 lie sits at God's right hand, 
 
 Till all his foes submit, 
 And bow to his command, 
 
 And fall beneath his feet: 
 Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice; 
 
 Rejoice; again I say, rejoice, 
 
 5 He all his foes shall quell. 
 
 Shall all our sins destroy; 
 And every bosom swell. 
 
 With pure seraphic joy; 
 Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice; 
 Rejoice; again I say, rejoice. 
 
 6 Rejoice in glorious hope, 
 
 Jesus the Judge shall come, 
 And take his servants up. 
 
 To their eternal home; 
 AV^e soon shall hear th' arch-angel's voice; 
 The trump of God shall sound, rejoice. 
 
 JUSTIF;pATION. 
 
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 AVHO shall the Lord's elect condemn? 
 
 'T is God that justilics their souls; 
 And meriy, like a mighty stream. 
 
 O'er all their sins divinely rolls. 
 
 Who shall adjudge the saints to hell? 
 
 'T is Christ that sulTered in their stead; 
 And their salvation to fulfill. 
 
 Behold him rising from the dead. 
 
 He lives! he lives and sits above, 
 
 For ever interceding there; 
 Who shall divide us from his love, 
 
 Or what should tempt us to despair? 
 
 Shall persecution or distress. 
 
 Famine, or sword, or nakedness? 
 
 He that hath loved us. bears us through. 
 And makes us more than conqu'rors too. 
 
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 2 "What we -would have our neigh. - bor do, Have we* still done the same? 
 
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 ;^> Do we, in all wc sell or buy, 
 Integrity maintain? 
 And. knowing God is always nigh, 
 Renounce unrighteous gain? 
 
 4 Then may we raise our modest prayer 
 To God the just and kind; 
 ^lay humbly cast on him our care, 
 And hope his grace to find. 
 
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 1 TELL me not, in mournful numbers, 
 
 Lile is but and empty dream: 
 F«ir the soul is dead that slumbers, 
 And things are not what they seem 
 
 2 Life is real! life is earnest! 
 
 And the grave is not its goal, 
 
 Dust thou art, to dust returnest, 
 
 "Was not spoken of the soul! 
 
 3 Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, 
 
 Is our destined end and way; 
 But to act, that each to-morrow 
 Find us farther than to-day. 
 
 4 Lives of true men all remind us 
 
 We can make our lives sublime, 
 And, departing, leave behind us 
 Footprints on the sands of time; 
 
 I o Footprints which perhaps another, 
 j Sailing o'er life's solemn main, 
 j A forlorn and shipwrecked brother 
 j Seeing, shall take heart again. 
 
 G Let us, then, be up and doing, 
 
 AVith a heart for any fate; 
 i Still achieving, still pursuing, 
 ! Learn to labor and to wait. 
 
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 1 LORD, lead the way the Savior went, 
 
 By lane and cell obscure. 
 And let our treasures still be spent, 
 Like his, upon the poor. 
 
 2 Like him, through scenes of deep distress, 
 I AVho bore the world's sad weight, 
 
 I "We, in their gloomy loneliness, 
 "Would seek the desolate. 
 
 ' 3 For thou bast placed us side by side 
 i In this wide world of ill; 
 
 And, that thy followers may be tried. 
 The poor aie with us still. 
 
 4 Small are the offrings we can make 
 1 Yet thou hast taught us, Lord, 
 If given for the Savior's sake, 
 They lose not their reward. 
 
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 1 BLEST is the man whose bowels move, 
 Aud melt with pity to the poor: 
 "Whose soul by sympathizing love, 
 Feels what his fellow-saints endure. 
 
 2 His hejirt contrives for their relief, 
 
 More good than his own hands can do; 
 He in the time of general grief. 
 Shall find the Lord has bowels too. 
 
 3 His soul shall live secure on earth, 
 With secret blessings on his head. 
 When drouth, and pestilence, and death 
 Around him multiply their dead. 
 
 4 Or if he languish on his couch, 
 
 God will pronounce his sins forgiven, 
 Will save him with a healing touch 
 Or take his willing soul to heaven. 
 
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 A God to glorify, 
 A never dying soul to save, 
 And fit it for the sky. 
 
 2 To serve Iho jirosent age, 
 My calling to fulfill, 
 (» may it all my jiowers engage, 
 To do my Master's will. 
 
 3 Arm me with jealous care. 
 As in thy sight to live; 
 And thy poor servant, Lord, prepare 
 A strict account to give. 
 
 Help me to watch and pray, 
 And on thyself rely, 
 
 Assured, if 1 my trust betray 
 A second death I'll die. 
 
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 3 We, for whose sake all nature stands, 
 
 And stars their courses move; 
 We, for whose guard the angel bands 
 Come flying from above. 
 
 4 We, for whom God's own Son came down, 
 
 And labored for our good; 
 How careless to secure that crown 
 He purchased with his blood! 
 
 5 Lord, shall we He so sluggish still, 
 
 And never act our parts V 
 Come, holy Dove! from th' heavenly hill 
 And sit and warm our hearts. 
 
 Then shall our active spirits move, 
 Upward our soul shall rise: 
 With hands of faith and wings of love, 
 We'll fly and take the prize. 
 
 502 ^Is «fe 10s. (ST. MICHAELS. Page 217. 
 
 1 O ITE whom Jc^ns Inved lian Imlj gpoken, 
 
 The holier worship which Oi^l deigus to bless. 
 Restores the h>8t and lieals ihe f-pirit broken, 
 And teeda the widow and the latherJess. 
 
 2 Then, brother man, fold to thy heart thy brother t 
 
 For where lore dwells, the i>eace of God is there; 
 T<» worship rightly is to h ve each other ; 
 
 Each aniile a bjmn, each kindly deed a prayer 
 
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 3 Follow with rey'rent steps, the great example, 
 
 Of him whose holy work was doing good ; 
 So shall the wide earth seem our Father's temple. 
 Each loving life a Psalm of gratitude. 
 
 4 Thus shall all shackles fall ; Ihe stormy clangor 
 
 Ot wild war-music o'er the earth siiiifl cease ; 
 Love shall tread out tlie baleful fires of anger. 
 And iu its ashes plant the tree of peace. 
 
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 1 LABORERS of Christ, arise, 
 
 And gird you for the toil; . 
 The dew of promise from the skies 
 Already cheers the soil. 
 
 2 Go where the sick recline. 
 
 Where mourning hearts deplore; 
 And where the sons of sorrow pine. 
 Dispense your hallowed lore. 
 
 3 Urge with a tender zeal, 
 
 The erring child along 
 AVhere peaceful congregations kneel, 
 And pious teachers throng. 
 
 4 Be faith, which looks above, 
 
 With prayer your constant guest, 
 And wrap the Saviors changeless love 
 A mantal round your breast. 
 
 5 So shall you share the wealth 
 
 That earth may ne'er despoil, 
 And the blest gospel's saving health 
 Repay your arduous toil. 
 
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 2 Listen, Christian, their Hosanna 
 Kolleth o'er thee — "God is love' 
 AVritc upon the red-cross banner, 
 "Upward ever — heavens above." 
 
 By the thorn-road, and none other, 
 Is the mount of vision won, 
 
 Tread it without shrinking brother! 
 Jesus trod it — press thou on. 
 
 1 WE arc living, we arc dwelling 
 In a grand and awful lime — 
 In an age on ages telling: 
 To be livin2r is sublime. 
 
 2 Hark! the onset! will ye fold your 
 Faith-clad arms in lazy lockV 
 Up! O, up! thou drowsy soldier; 
 Worlds arc charffiusx to the shock. 
 
 4 Be this world the wiser, stronger, 
 For thy life of pain and peace; 
 While it needs thee, O, no longer, 
 Pray thou for thy quick release. 
 
 Pray thou, Christian, daily, rather. 
 That thou be a faithful son; 
 
 By the i)ray('r of Jesus— "thither, 
 Not my will, but thine, be done!" 
 
 3 Worlds are charging, heaven beholding; 
 Thou hast but an hour to fight; 
 Now, the blazoned cross unfolding. 
 On! right onward for the right. 
 
 4 On! let all the soul within you 
 
 For the truth's sake go abroad: 
 1 Strike! let every nerve and sinew 
 i Tell on ages— tell for God. 
 
LOVE. 
 
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 And love instructs it all the day. 
 
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 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EX.UIPLE. 
 
 508 L. M. 
 
 1 HAD I the tongues of Greeks and Jews, 
 And nobler speech than angels use, 
 
 If love be absent, I am found, 
 
 Like tinkling brass — an empty sound. 
 
 2 "Were I inspired to preach and tell 
 All that is done in heaven and hell, 
 Or could my faith the world remove, 
 Still I am nothing without love. 
 
 3 Should I distribute all my store, 
 To feed the bowels of the poor; 
 Or give my body to the flame, 
 To gain a martyr's glorious name: 
 
 •1 If love to God and love to men 
 Be absent, all my hopes are vain: 
 Nor tongues, nor gifts, nor fiery zeal. 
 The work of love can e'er fulfill. 
 
 DUANE STREET. L. M. D. 
 
 
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 The cherub near the viewless throne 
 
 Smiteth the harp with trembling hand; 
 And one with incense lire hath fiown, 
 
 To touch with flame the angel-band-, 
 But tuneless is the quiv'ring string; 
 
 No melody can Gabriel bring; 
 Mute are his arches, when above 
 
 The hari)s of heaven wake not to love! 
 
 Earth, sea and sky, one language speak. 
 
 In harmony that soothes the soul; 
 'T is heard when scarce the zephyrs wake, 
 
 And when on thunders thunders roll: 
 That voice is heard, and tumults cease- 
 
 It whispers to the bosom peace; 
 Speak, thou Inspirer, from above, 
 
 And cheer our hearts, celestial Love! 
 
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 Their faith and zeal de - clare; 
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 Malice and rage, those tire^ of hell, 
 She quenches with her tongue; 
 
 Hopes and believes, and thinks no ill, 
 Though she endures the wrong. 
 
 She ne'er desires nor seeks lo know 
 
 The scandals of the time, 
 Nor looks with pride on those below, 
 
 Xor envies those that climb. 
 
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 C. M. 
 
 OUR God is love; and all his saints 
 
 His image bear below: 
 The heart with love to God inspired, 
 
 With love to man will glow. 
 
 None who are truly born of God 
 
 Can live at enmity; 
 Then may we love each other, Lord, 
 
 As we are loved by thee. 
 
 Heirs of the same immortal bliss, 
 Our hopes and fears the same, 
 
 With bonds of love our hearts unite, 
 With mutual love inflame. 
 
 i 4 So may the unbelieving world 
 j See how true Christians love; 
 And glorify our Savior's grace, 
 And seek that grace to prove. 
 
 512 "s. (WARNER. Page 257.) 
 
 ; 1 SAVIOR! teach me, day by day. 
 Love's sweet lessons to obey; 
 Sweeter lessons cannot be, 
 
 ' Loving him who first loved me 
 
 2 With a child-like heart of love, 
 At thy bidding may I move; 
 Prompt to serve and follow thee, 
 Loving him who first loved me. 
 
 3 Teach me all thy steps to trace, 
 Strong to follow in Ihy grace; 
 Learning how to live from thee 
 Loving him who first loved me. 
 
 4 Love in loving finds employ — 
 In obedience all her joy; 
 Ever new that joy will be. 
 Loving him who first loved nu • 
 
 5 Thus may I rejoice to show 
 That I feel the love I owe; 
 Singing, till thy face I sec, 
 Of his love who first loved me 
 
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 CHRISTIAN JAFK AND EXAMPLE. 
 
 513 I- >i 
 
 1 IIAPPV the mock, whoso gontle breast, 
 
 Clear as the summer's evening ray, 
 Calm as the regions of the blest, 
 Enjoys' OQ earth celestial day. 
 
 2 Ilis heart no broken friendships sting; 
 
 No jars his peaceful tent invade; 
 
 He rests beneath th' Almight's wing, 
 Hostile to none — of none afraid. 
 
 Spirit of grace! all meek and mild, 
 
 Inspire our hearts — our souls possess; 
 
 Repel each passion rude and wild, 
 And bless us, as we aim to bless. 
 
 OBEDIENCE. 
 
 514 C. M. (PEOiUA. Page25:V) 
 
 1 Tir importance of a sacred rite 
 
 Depends upon the Lord; 
 For he's a being infinite, 
 And awful is his word. 
 
 2 If he a trifle shall command 
 
 His creatures to fulfill, 
 'T is not a trifle to withstand 
 Or counteract his will. 
 
 3 Adam might think the thing but small, 
 
 And ventured to transgress; 
 But it produced a dreadful fall, 
 To all the human race. 
 
 4 These may appear but little things 
 To do, or not to do; 
 But see what grievous evil springs 
 When not attended to. 
 o Our business is to learn to know 
 Our great Redeemer's will, 
 And with alacrity to go 
 His pleasure to fulfill. 
 6 Whether the thing be great or small, 
 It matters not to us; 
 He is the Potter, and we all 
 Are vessels for his use. 
 
 LEX A. R. M. 
 
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 o No burden seems so great. 
 No task so hard appears, 
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 And'that he meekly bears. 
 
 4 May love — that shining grace, 
 O'er all my powers preside; 
 Direct my thoughts, suggest my words, 
 And every action guide! 
 
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 Though we see no ray of light; 
 Since the Lord himself is there, 
 'T is not meet that we should fear 
 
 WARE. L. M. 
 
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 4 Js'ight with him is never night, 
 Where he is there all is light; 
 When he calls us, why delay? 
 They are happy who obey. 
 
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 2 By patience we cerenely bear 
 
 Tbe troubles cf our mortal state. 
 And wait contented our dimrliarge. 
 Nor think our f,\ury comeji tcm late. 
 
 3 Though we, in full t-eni-ation, ff-el 
 
 The weipiit, the wound, our Go<l orJaint, 
 We«niile amid our ht^viest woen. 
 And triumph iu our 6har{>est pains. 
 
 4 0, for this grace ! to aid us on. 
 
 And arm with forftude the breast, 
 Till life's tuuiiiltuoua voyage o'er-- 
 We reach the bhores of endless rest ! 
 
 5 Faith Into virion ehall resign; 
 
 Hope shall in full fruition die; 
 And patience in possession end 
 
 In the bright worbls of bliss on high. 
 
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 AINCOURT. 
 
 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXAMPLE. 
 
 L. M. 
 
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 1 When groves by moonlight silence keep, And winds the vex-ed waves re-lease, 
 '2 When in - fan - cy at ev'-ning tries, By turns to climb each parent's knees, 
 
 And fields are hushed, and cit - ies sleep — Lord, is not 
 And gaz - iug, meets their raptured eyes; Lord, is not 
 
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 that the hour of peace? 
 
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 518 L- M. 
 
 3 In golden pomp, when autumn smiles. 
 
 And hill and dale, its rich increase 
 By man's full barns, exultins: piles; 
 Lord, is not that the hour of peace? 
 
 4 When mercy points where Jesus pleads, 
 
 And faith beholds thine anger cease, 
 And hope to black despair succeeds: 
 This, Father, this alone is peace! 
 
 519 C M. 
 
 1 THE world can neither give nor take, 
 
 Nor can they comprehend, 
 The peace of God, which Christ has bought, 
 The peace which knows no end. 
 
 2 The burning bush was not consumed 
 
 While God remained there; 
 The three, when Jesus made the fourth, 
 Found fire as soft as air. 
 
 3 God's furnace doth in Zion stand; 
 
 But Ziou's God sits by. 
 As the refiner views his gold, 
 With an observant eye. 
 
 4 Ills thoughts are high, his love is Avise, 
 
 His wounds a cure intend; 
 And though he docs not always smile, 
 He loves unto the end. 
 
 520 L. M. 
 
 1 JLM) I a throne above the rest. 
 
 Where angels and archangels dwell, 
 
 One sin, unslain, within my breast, 
 Would make that heaven as dark as hell. 
 
 2 The pris'ner sent to breathe fresh air. 
 
 And blessed with liberty again. 
 Would mourn were he condemned to wear 
 One link of all his former chain. 
 
 3 But O! no foe invades the bliss 
 
 When glory crowns the Christian's head; 
 One view of Jesus as he is, 
 
 Will strike all sin for ever dead. 
 
 521 L M. 
 
 1 GREAT author of th' immortal mind! 
 For noblest tho'ts and views designed, 
 Make me ambitious to express 
 
 The image of thy holiness. 
 
 2 While I thy boundless love admire. 
 Grant me to catch the sacred fire; 
 
 Thus shall my heavenly birth be known, 
 And for thy child thou wilt me own. 
 
 3 Father, I see thy sun arise 
 
 To cheer thy friends and enimies; 
 
 And, when thy rain from heav'n descends, 
 
 Thy bounty both alike befriends. 
 
 4 Enlarge my soul with love like thine 
 INIy moral powers by grace refine: 
 So shall I feel another's woe. 
 
 And cheerful feed an hungry foe. 
 
 5 1 hope for pardon through thy Son, 
 For all the crimes which I have done; 
 O may the grace that pardons me. 
 Constrain me to forgive like thee. 
 
THE CIIKlJSTLVN PILGRIMAGE. 
 
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 1 Teach me yet 
 
 2 O tell me 
 
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 of each wound, Of eve - ry grief and pain; 
 
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 For this, O may I freely count 
 
 AVhate'er I have but loss; 
 And every name, and every thing, 
 
 Compared with thee, but dross. 
 Engrave this deeply on my heart 
 
 AVith an eternal pen: 
 That I may, in some small degree, 
 
 Return thy love again. 
 
 i23 C. M 
 
 LORD, what a wretched land is this, 
 
 That yields us no supply — 
 No cheering fruits, no wholesome trees, 
 
 No streams of living joy! 
 Our journey is a thorny maze; 
 
 But we march upward still. 
 Forget these troubles of the ways, 
 
 And press to Zions hill. 
 See the kind angels, at the gates, 
 
 Inviting us to come; 
 There Jesus, the Forerunner, waits 
 
 To welcome travelers home. 
 There, on the green and flow'ry mount. 
 
 Our weary souls shall sit, 
 And with transporting joy recount 
 
 The labors of our feet. 
 Eternal glory to the King 
 
 AVhose hand conducts us through; 
 Our tongues shall never cease to sing. 
 
 And endless praise renew. 
 
 1 524 C. M. 
 
 1 WHAT poor, despised company 
 
 Of travelers are these, 
 Who walk in yonder narrow way 
 Along the rugged maze. 
 
 2 Ah! these are of a royal line. 
 
 All children of a King; 
 Heirs of immortal crowns divine. 
 And, lo! for joy they sing. 
 
 3 Why do they, then, appear so mean. 
 
 And why so much despised? 
 Because of their rich robes, unseen. 
 The world is not apprised. 
 
 4 But some of them seem poor distressed. 
 
 And lacking daily bread; 
 O! they're of "boundless wealth possessed, 
 AV'ith hidden manna fed? 
 
 5 But why keep they the narrow road, 
 
 That rugged, thorny maze? 
 AVhy, that's the way their leader trod; 
 They love and keep his ways. • • 
 
 6 Why must they shun that pleasant path 
 
 That worldlings love so well? 
 Because that is the way to death; 
 The open road lo 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. 
 
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 CIIIilSTIAN LIFJ: AND EXAMPLE. 
 PRAYER. 
 
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 1 Aud doslthou say, *'Ask what thou wiltV" Lord. I would seize the gol-den hour: 
 
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 I i)ray to be re-leased from guilt, And fr(!ed from sin's pol - hit - luff power. 
 
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 L. M. 
 
 - More of thy presence. Lord, impart; 
 More of thine image let me bear; 
 Erect thy throne within my heart, 
 And reign without a rival there. 
 
 3 Give me to read my pardon sealed. 
 
 And from thy joy to draw my strength, 
 O he thy boundless love revealed 
 
 In all its highl, and breadth, and length 
 
 4 Gtaut these requests— I ask no more, 
 
 Hut to thy care the rest resign; 
 Sick, or in health, or rich, or poor, 
 All shall be well, if thou art mine. 
 
 Instead of this, he made me feel 
 The hidden evils of my heart, 
 
 And let the angry powers of helL 
 Assault m)'. soul in every part. 
 
 4 Yea more, with his own hand he seemed 
 Intent to aggravate my woe; 
 Crossed all the fair designs I schemed, 
 Blasted my hopes, and laid me low. 
 
 'Lord, why is this," I trembling cried — 
 "Wilt thou pursue thy worm to death: 
 
 'T is in this way " the Lord replied, 
 ''I answer prayer for grace and faith " 
 
 526 
 
 L. M. 
 
 I ASKED the Loid that T might grow 
 in faith, and love, and every grace; 
 
 -Might more of his solvation know. 
 And seek more earnestly his face. 
 
 I hoped that in some favored hour 
 At once he'.djmswer my request; 
 
 And by his love's constraining power, 
 Subdue Hiy sins, and give me rest. 
 
 G "These inward tiials I employ, 
 
 From self, and i)ride, to set thee free; 
 And break thy schemes of earthly joy, 
 That thou may'st seek thy all In mc. ' 
 
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 To God the Father. God the Son, 
 And God Spirit, Three in One, 
 He honor, jiraise, and glory giveii 
 Rv all on earth, and all in heavea 
 
PKAYER. 
 
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 1 My God! is a - ny hour so sweet, From blush of morn to cve-ning star, 
 
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 1 MY God! is any hour so sweet, 
 
 From blush of morn to evening star, 
 As that which calls me to thy feet, 
 The hour of prayer? 
 
 2 Blest is the tranquil Lour of morn. 
 And blest the hour of solemn eve, 
 "When on the wincrs of prayer upborn, 
 The world 1 leave. 
 
 Then is my strength by thee renewed. 
 Then are my sins by thee forcrivcn; 
 Then dost thou cheer my solitude 
 AVith hopes of heaven. 
 
 528 C. M. (PEORIA. Page 262.) 
 
 1 PRAY'ER is the soul's sincere desire, 
 Vnuttered or expressed; 
 The motion of a hidden fire 
 That trembles in the breast. 
 
 Prayer is the burden of a sigh, 
 
 The falling of 'a tear; 
 The tjpward glancing of an eye 
 
 When none but God is near 
 
 Prayer is the simplest form of speech 
 
 That infant lips can try; 
 Prayer the sublimest strains that reach 
 
 The Majesty on high. 
 
 4 No words can tell what sweet relief 
 There from my every want I find; 
 What strength for warfarr, balm for grief, 
 What peace of mind 
 
 4 Pra^-er is the contrite sinner's voice 
 Keturning from his ways, 
 While angels in their songs rejoice, 
 And say — "Behold, he prays." 
 
 •J Hushed is each doubt, gone every fear, 
 My spirit seems in heaven to stay: 
 And e'en the penitential tear 
 Is wiped away 
 
 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, 
 
 The Christian's native air, 
 His watchword at the gate of death; 
 
 He enters heaven with prayer. 
 
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 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXAMPLE. 
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 mi" pow'rs I rise, 
 thy sup - pliant, save! 
 
 
 529 c. M. 
 
 3 O bid the roanng tempest cease-, 
 
 Or give me strength to bear 
 
 Whate'er thy holy will appomts, 
 
 And save me from despair! 
 
 4 To thee, my God, alone I look, 
 
 On thee alone confide; 
 Thou never hast deceived the soul 
 That on thy grace relied. 
 
 RETREAT. L. M. 
 
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 5 Though oft thy ways are wrapt in clouds 
 
 Mysterious and unknown, 
 Tr)ith, righteousness, and mercy stand 
 The pillars of thy throne. 
 
 6 Loud hallelujahs sing, my soul, 
 To thy Kcdeemcr's name; 
 
 In joy and sorrow, life and death, 
 His love IS still the same. 
 
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 2 There is a ]>l;iee v here Jesus sheds 
 The oil of ghiduess on our heads; 
 A place of all oa earth most sweet — 
 It is the blood- bought mercy-seat, 
 
 There is a scene, where spirits blend, 
 AVhere friend holds fellowship with friend, 
 Though sundered far, by faith they meet, 
 Around one common mercy-seat. 
 
 Ah! whither could we flee for aid, 
 When tempted, desolate, dismayed? 
 Or how the hosts of hell defeat, 
 Hud sufl^riug saints no mercy-seat? 
 
 There, there on cagels' wings we soar, 
 Antl sin and sense molest no more; 
 And heaven comes down our souls to greet, 
 While glory crowns the mercy-seat. 
 
 BOYLSTON. 
 
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 2 This blessing more than all, 
 
 Always to pray I want, 
 Out of the deep on thee to call, 
 And never, never faint. 
 
 3 I want a true regard. 
 
 A single, steady aim- 
 Unmoved by threat'ning or reward — 
 To thee and thy great name. 
 
 4 A jealous, just concern 
 
 ¥oT thine immortal praise; 
 A pure desire that all may learn 
 
 And glorify thy grace. 
 5 I want with all my heart 
 
 Thy pleasure to fulfill; 
 To know myself, and what thou art, 
 
 And what thy perfect will. 
 6 I want I know not what; 
 
 I want my wants to see; 
 I want, alas! what want I not. 
 
 When thou art not in me. 
 
 stay, Or wish my sufT - rings Jess. 
 
 532 C. M. 
 
 1 LORD, teach thy servants how to pray, 
 
 With rev'rence and with fear; 
 Though dust and ashes, yet.wc may. 
 We must to thee draw near 
 
 2 W^e come, then, God of grace, to thee! 
 
 Give broken, contrite hearts. 
 Give what thine eye delights to sec, 
 Truth in the inward parts. 
 
 3 Give deep humility — the sense 
 
 Of godly sorrow give; 
 A strong desiring confidence 
 To see thy face and live. 
 
 4 Give faith in that one Sacrifice 
 
 Which can for sin atone; 
 To cast our hopes, to fix our eyes 
 On Christ— On Christ alone. 
 
 5 Give patience still to wait and weep, 
 
 Though mercy long delay- 
 Courage our famting souls to keep, 
 And trust thee though thou slay. 
 
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 1 What various liind'rances we meet In com-ing to a mer-cy-seat ; Yet who that 
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 533 
 
 L. M. 
 
 3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight; 
 Prayermakes the Christian's armor bright; 
 And Satan trembles when he sees 
 The weakest saint upon his knees. 
 
 4 "Were half the breath that's vainly spent, 
 .To heaven in supplication sent, 
 Our cheerful song would oftener be, 
 ''Hear what the Lord has done for me.'' 
 
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 1 FATHER of faithful Abrah'm, hear 
 Our earnest suit for Abraham's seed; 
 .Justly they claim the tenderest prayer 
 From us, adopted in their stead. 
 
 Outcast from thee, and scattered wide 
 Through every nation under heaven. 
 
 Blaspheming whom they crucified, 
 Unsaved, unpitied, unforgiven. 
 
 4 Come then, thou great Deliv'rer, come; 
 The vail from Jacob's heart remove; 
 bring thine ancient people home, 
 And let them know thy dying love. 
 
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 ' 1 THOU great First Cause? least understood, 
 j In every clime adored; 
 
 We all know this — that thou art good, 
 The universal Lord! 
 
 - If I am right, thy grace impart, 
 Still in the right to stay; 
 If 1 am wrong, O teach my heart 
 To find that better way. 
 
 3 Save me alike from foolish pride 
 Or impious discontent. 
 At aught thy wisdom has denied. 
 Or aught thy goodness lent. 
 
 3 But hast thou finally forsook. 
 For ever cast thine own away? 
 "Wilt thou not bid the murd'rcrs Umk 
 On him Jhey pierc'd, and weep and i)ray. 
 
 4 Teach me to feel another's woe. 
 To hide the fault I see; 
 That mercy I to others show. 
 That mercy show to me. 
 
PRAYER. 
 
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 1 WHEN Abrah'm, full of sacred awe, 
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 And, with an humble, fervent prayer, 
 For guilty Sodom sued — 
 
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 GREAT Lord, of all thy churches, hear 
 Thy minister's and people's prayer; 
 Perfumed by thee, O may it rise, 
 Like fragrant incense to the skies. 
 
 2 "With what success, what wondrous grace 
 Was his petition crowned! 
 The Lord would spare, if in that place 
 Ten righteous men were found. 
 
 And could a single pious soul 
 
 So rich a boon obtain? 
 Great God, and shall a nation cry 
 
 And plead with thee in vain? 
 
 4 Are not the righteous dear to thee 
 Now, as in ancient times? 
 Or does this sinful land exceed 
 Gomorrah in her crimes? 
 
 2 Revive thy churches with thy grace; 
 Forgive our sins, and grant us peace; 
 Rouse us from sloth, our hearts mflame 
 AVith ardent zeal for Jesus' name. 
 
 3 May young and old thy word receive, 
 Dead sinners hear thy voice and live; 
 The wounded conscience healing find, 
 And joy refresh each drooping mind. 
 
 4 May aged saints, matured with grace, 
 Abound in fruits of holiness; 
 And when translated to the skies. 
 May younger in their stead arise. 
 
 ■> Still we are thine; we bear thy name; 
 Here yet is thine abode; 
 Long has thy presence blessed our land; 
 Forsake us not, O God ! 
 
 5 Thus we our sujipliant voices raise. 
 And, weeping, sow the seed of praise, 
 In humble hoj^e that thou wilt hear 
 The minister's and the j)eoi)le's prayer. 
 
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 Break the tempter's fatal power, 
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 , Now listen to our cry: 
 
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 He hath an ear to bear; 
 To him there's music in a groan, 
 And beauty in a tear. 
 
 4 The humble suppliant cannot fail 
 
 To have his wants supplied. 
 Since he for sinners intercedes 
 Who once for sinners died. 
 
 541 c. M. 
 
 1 O HELP us, Lord! each hour of need, 
 
 Thy heavenly succor give; 
 Help us in thought and word and deed 
 Each hour on earth to live. 
 
 2 O help us when our spirits bleed 
 
 With contrite anguish sore; 
 And when our hearts are cold and dead, 
 O help us, Lord the more. 
 
 5 O help us, through the prayer of faith. 
 
 More firmly to believe; 
 For still the more the servant hath. 
 
 The more shall he receive. 
 4 If strangers to thy fold we call. 
 
 Imploring at thy feet 
 The crumbs that from thy table fall, 
 
 'T is all we dare entreat. 
 
 15 But be it, Lord of mercy, all, 
 So thou wilt grant but this: 
 The crums that from thy table fall 
 Are light and life and bliss. 
 
 542 C. M. 
 
 1 O LORD, to us, assembled here, 
 
 Reveal thy smiling face; 
 "W^hile we, by faith, with love and fear, 
 Approach a throne of grace. 
 
 2 Thy house is called a house of prayer, 
 
 A solemn, sacred place; 
 O let us now thy presence share, 
 
 While at the throne of grace. 
 o With holy boldness may we come. 
 
 Though of a sinful race; 
 Thankful to find there yet is room 
 
 Before the throne of grace. 
 
 4 Thy tender pity and thy love 
 
 Our every fear can chase; 
 And all our helj), we then shall prove, 
 Comes from the throne of grace. 
 
 5 We bless thee for thy word and laws, 
 
 We bless thee for th}' peace; 
 And O, we bless thee, Lord, because 
 There is a throne of grace. 
 
2(i8 CHRISTIAN 
 
 543 C. M. 
 
 1 THERE is an eye that never sleeps 
 Beneath the wing of night; 
 There is an ear that never shuts, 
 , When sink the beams of light. 
 *- There is an arm that never tires, 
 When human strength gives way; 
 There is a love that never fails, 
 When earthly loves decay. 
 3 Tl\at eye is fixed on seraph throngs 
 That arm upholds the sky; 
 
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 That ear is filled -with angel songs ; 
 That love is throned on high. 
 
 4 But there's a power which man can wield 
 I When mortal aid is vain, 
 
 That eye, that arm, that love to reach 
 I That list'uing car to gain. 
 
 j o That power is prayer, which soars on high, 
 i Through Jesus, to the throne; 
 
 And moves the hand which moves the world 
 To bring salvation down! 
 
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 2 Thou art coming to a King, 
 Large petitions with thee bring; 
 For his grace and power are such, 
 None can ever ask too much- 
 
 3 With my burden I begin, 
 Lord, remove this load of sin. 
 Let thy blood, for sinners spilt. 
 Set my conscience free from guilt 
 
 4 Lord, I come to thee for rest, 
 Take possession of my breast; 
 
 There thy blood bought right maintain, 
 And without a rival reign. 
 
 While T am a pilgrim here. 
 Let thy love my spirit cheer; 
 As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend, 
 Lead me to my journey's end. 
 
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 1 AWAKE, my soul; stretch every nerve, 
 
 And press with vigor on; 
 A heav'nly race demands thy zeal, 
 And an immortal crown. 
 
 2 A cloud of witnesses around 
 
 Hold thee in full survey; 
 Forget the steps already trod, 
 And onward urge thy way. 
 
 3 'T is God's all-animating voice 
 
 That calls thee from on high; 
 'T is his own hand presents the prize 
 To thine uplifted eye; — 
 
 4 That prize, with peerless glories bright, 
 
 Which shall new luster boast. 
 When victor's wreaths and monarch'sgems, 
 Shall blend in common dust. 
 
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 •J Thoup:h dead, they speak in reason's ear 
 And in example live ; 
 Their faith, and hopes, and mighty deeds, 
 Still fresh instructions give. 
 
 *T was through the Lamh's most precious blood 
 
 They conquered evry foe ; 
 To his almighty power and grace 
 
 Their crowns of liJe they owe. 
 4 Lord, may I ever keep in view 
 
 The patterns thon hast given. 
 And ne'er forsake the blessed road 
 
 That led theiu safe to heaven, 
 
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 1 WOULDST thon an erring soul redeem, 
 
 And lead a loHt one back to Go<J ; 
 Wouldst thi.Q a guardian angel seem 
 To one who loug in guilt bath trod? 
 
 2 Go kindly to him — Uke his hand. 
 
 With gentlest words, within thine own : 
 And by his ei<le a brother stand 
 Till tbou the demon. Kin, dethrone. 
 
 3 Soorn not the guilty, then, but plead 
 
 With him in kindett, gentlest mood. 
 
 And back the lost one thou niayest lead 
 To God, humanity and good ! * 
 
 4 Thou art thyself but man, and thou 
 Art weak, perchance to fall as he; 
 Then mercy to the fallen show. 
 
 That mercy may be shown to thee I 
 
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 1 .SPEAK gently to the erring ones : - 
 
 Ye know not all the powe; 
 With which the dark temptation came 
 In some unguarded hour. 
 
 2 Ye may not know how earnestly 
 
 They struggled, or how well, 
 I'ntil the hour of weakness came, 
 And sadly thus they fell. 
 
 3 .Speak gently to the erring one: — 
 
 do not thou forjret. 
 However darkly stained by sin, 
 lie ia thy brother yet. 
 
 4 Heir of the self-same heritage, 
 
 Child of tl e selt-same God, 
 He hath but stumbled in the path 
 Thou hast in weakness trod. 
 
 5 SpeaK gently to the erring ones . — 
 
 For is it not enough 
 That innocenc« and peace are gone. 
 Without our censure rough ': 
 
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 1 That man, no guard or weap-on needs Whose heart the blood of Je sus knows, 
 
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 2 Released from guilt, he feels no fear, 
 
 Redemption is his shield and tower; 
 He sees his Savior always near. 
 To help in every trying hour. 
 
 3 Though I am weak, and Satan strong. 
 
 And otten to assault me tries; 
 "When Jesus is my shield and song, 
 Abashed the wolf before me flies. 
 
 4 His love possessing, I am blest, 
 
 Secure whatever change may come 
 Whether I go to cast or west. 
 With him I still shall be at home. 
 
 5 If placed beneath the northern pole, 
 Tho' winter reigns with rigor there, 
 His gracious beams will cheer my soul 
 And make a spring throughout the year. 
 
 G Or if the desert's sun-burnt soil 
 
 My lonely dwelling e'er should prove, 
 Ilis presence would support my toil. 
 Whose smile is life, whose voice is love. 
 
 SELF EXAMINATION. 
 
 550 L. M. 
 
 1 WHAT strange perplexities arise! 
 What anxious fears and jealousies! 
 What crowds in doubtful light appear; 
 How few, alas, approved and clear! 
 
 2 And what am I? My soul, awake, 
 And an impartial survey take: 
 
 Does no dark sign, no ground of fear, 
 In practice or in heart appear? 
 
 3 What image does my spirit bear? 
 Is Jesus formed and living there? 
 Say, do his lineaments divine 
 
 In thought, in word, and action shine V 
 
 i 4 Searcher of hearts, O search me still; 
 The secret of my soul reveal; 
 ;My fears remove, let me appear 
 To God and my own conscience clear. 
 
 5 May I at that blest world arrive, 
 
 AVherc Christ through all my soul shall live. 
 And give full proof that he is there. 
 Without one gloomy doubt or fear! 
 
SINCERITY. 
 
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 1 Teach me, my God and King, 
 Thy will in all to sec; 
 And what I do in any thing. 
 To do it as for thee! 
 
 2 To scorn the senses' sway, 
 AVhile still to thee I tend; 
 In all I do, be thou the way, 
 In all, be thou the end. 
 
 3 All may of thee partake, 
 Nothing so small can be. 
 But draws, when acted for thy sake, 
 Greatness and worth from thee. 
 
 4 If done beneath thy laws 
 E'en servile labors shine; 
 Hallowed is toil, if this the cause; 
 The meanest work divine. 
 
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 L. M. 
 
 1 THE Christian knows his God aright, 
 And worships him with strong delight; 
 He's taught of God and truly wise — 
 Still sets the Lord before his eyes. 
 
 2 The Christian hates his every sin^ 
 Evils external or within; 
 
 And with a humble, contrite heart, 
 From all that's sinful doth depart. 
 
 3 The Christian has a faith divine. 
 And doth to faith obedience join; 
 Believes the truth, the truth obeys, 
 And always walks in holy ways. 
 
 4 The Christian is a man of God — 
 
 He takes the pure, the heavenly road; 
 All his aftections rise above, 
 And all his heart is full of love. 
 
 5 To thee, O Lord, my soul aspires, 
 And kindles v,ith seraphic fires; 
 The real Christian I would be, 
 
 And live conformed to heaven and thee- 
 
 SUBMISSION. 
 
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 1 WHATthough no flow'rs the fig-tree clothe, 
 Though vines their fruit deny, 
 The labor of the olive fail. 
 And fields no meat supply. 
 
 2 Though from the field; with sad surprise, 
 My flock cut otf I see; 
 Though famine reign in empty stalls, 
 Where herds were wont to be; 
 
 3 Yet in the Lord will I be glad, 
 And glor}' in his love; 
 In him I'll joy, who will the God 
 Of my salvation prove. 
 
 4 God is the treasure of my soul, 
 The source of lasting joy; 
 A joy which want shall not impair, 
 
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 'or death itself destroy. 
 
 DEAR Lord! though bitter is the cup 
 Thy gracious hand deals out to me, 
 
 I cheerfully would drink it up; 
 That cannot hurt which comes from thee. 
 
 2 Mix it with thy unchanging love; 
 Let not a drop of wrath be there! 
 The saints forever blest above, 
 Were often most afliicted here. 
 
 3 For Jesus, thy incarnate Son, 
 I'll learn obedience to thy will; 
 And humbly kiss the chast'ning rod. 
 When its severest strokes I feel. 
 
 DOXOLOGY. L. M. 
 
 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; 
 Praise him, all creatures here below; 
 Praise him above, ye heavenly host; 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXAMPLE. 
 
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 3 May I remember that to thee 
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 And back, in gratitude, from me 
 May all thy bounties flow. 
 
 4 And though thy wisdom takes away, 
 Shall I arraign thy will? 
 No; let me bless thy name, and say, 
 '•The Lord is gracious still. 
 
 WATCHFULNESS. 
 
 556 C. M. 
 
 1 THUS I resolved before the Lord, 
 
 "Now I will watch my tongue, 
 Lest I let slip one sinful word, 
 Or do my neighbor w^rong " 
 
 2 And if Tm e'er constrained to stay 
 
 AVith men of lives profane, 
 I'll set a double guard that day, 
 Nor let my talk be vain. 
 
 3 I'll scarce allow my lips to speak 
 
 The pious thoughts I feel. 
 Lest scoflers should th' occasion take 
 To mock my holy zeal. 
 
 4 Yet, if some proper hour appear, 
 
 I'll not be overawed, 
 But let the scoffing sinners hear 
 That I can speak of God. 
 
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 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; 't is your Lord's command. 
 
 And while we speak, he's near; 
 jMark the first signal of his hand, 
 And ready all appear. 
 
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 4 O happy servant he. 
 In such a posture found! 
 
 He shall his Lord with rapture see, 
 And be with honor crowned. 
 
 5 Christ shall the banquet spread, 
 With his own bounteous hand. 
 
 And raise that favorite servant's head 
 Amidst th' angelic band. 
 
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 1 Je- BUS, my king proclaims the war; "Awake! the powers of hell are near; To arms! to arms!"' I 
 
 
 
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 2 Roused by the animating sound, 
 I cast my eager eyes around; 
 
 I haste to gird my armor on. 
 
 And bid each trembling fear be gone. 
 
 3 Hope is my helmet, faith my shield; 
 The word of God the sword I wield 
 With sacred truth my loins are girt; 
 And holy zeal inspires my heart. 
 
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 4 Thus armed I venture on the fight, 
 Resolved to i)ut my foes to flight. 
 While Jesus kindly deigns to spread 
 His conquering banner o'er my head. 
 
 5 In him I hope, in him I trust; 
 
 His bleeding cross is all my boast; 
 In long nrray, a num'rous host; 
 Awake, my soul! or thou art lost 
 
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 Jesus conquered when he fell — 
 Met and vanquished earth and hell; 
 Now he leads you on, to swell 
 
 The triumphs of his cross. 
 Though all earth and hell appear, 
 Who will doubt, or who can fear? 
 God, our strength and shield, is near; 
 
 We cannot lose our cause. 
 
 3 Onward, then, ye nosts of God! 
 Jesus points the victor's rod — 
 Follow where your Leader trod; 
 
 You soon shall see his face. 
 Soon, your enemies all slain, 
 Crowns of glory you shall gain; 
 Rise to join the glorious train, 
 
 Who shout the Savior's praise. 
 
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 NAY, tell us not of dangers dire 
 
 That lie in dutys path; 
 A warrior of the cross can feel 
 
 No fear of human wrath. 
 
 2 Where'er the prince of darkness holds 
 
 His earthly reign abhorred. 
 Sword of the Spirit, thee we draw, 
 A battle for the Lord. 
 
 3 We go! we go, to break the chains 
 
 That bind the erring mind, 
 And give the freedom that we feel 
 To all of human kind. 
 
 4 But, O, w^e wear no burnished steel, 
 
 And seek no gory field; 
 Our weapon is the word of God, 
 His promise is our shield. 
 
 5 And still serene and fixed in faith> 
 
 We fear no earthly harm; 
 We know it is our Father's work, 
 We rest upon his arm. 
 
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 A follower of the Lamb? 
 And shall I fear to own his cause, 
 Or blush to speak his name? 
 
 Must I be carried to the skies 
 
 On flowery beds of ease, 
 Whilst others fought to win the prize, 
 
 And sailed through bloody seas? 
 
 3 Are there no foes for me to face? 
 Must I not stem the flood? 
 Is this vile world a friend to grace, 
 To help me on to God? 
 
 1 Sure I must fight, if I would reign 
 Increase my courage, Lord; 
 I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, 
 Supported by thy word. 
 
 6 When that illustrious day shall rise, 
 And all thine armies shine, 
 In robes of victory, through the skies 
 The glory shall be thine. 
 
 No. 8. C M. (Selected.) 
 
 1 Oh could I find from day to day, 
 A nearness to my God, 
 Then would my hours glide sweet away 
 W^hilc leaning on his word. 
 
 2 Lord, I desire with thee to live, 
 Anew from day to day. 
 In joys the world can never give, 
 Nor ever take away. 
 
 3 Blest .Jesus, come and rule my heart 
 And make me wholy thine. 
 That I hiay never more depart. 
 Nor grieve thy love divine. 
 
 Thy saints, in all this glorious war. 
 Shall conquer, though they die; 
 They view the triumph from afar, 
 And seize it with their eye. 
 
 4 Thus till my last expiring breath, 
 Thy goodness I'll adore; 
 And when my frame dissolves in death 
 My soul shall love thee more. 
 
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 My whole of sin remove; 
 Let all my works in thee be wrought; 
 Let all be wrought in love. 
 
 3 O arm me with the mind, 
 
 Meek Lamb, that was in thee; 
 And let my knowing zeal be joined 
 With perfect charity. 
 
 4 With calm and tempered zeal 
 
 Let me enforce thy call; 
 And vindicate thy gracious will, 
 Which ofiers life to all. 
 
 5 O may I love like thee — 
 
 In all thy footsteps tread; 
 Thou hatest all iniquity, 
 
 Hut nothine thou hast made. 
 
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 1 MY soul, be on thy guard, 
 
 Ten thousand foes arise; 
 The hosts of sin are pressing hard 
 To draw thee from the skies. 
 
 2 O, watch, and fight, and pray; 
 
 The battle ne'er give o'er; 
 Renew it boldly every day. 
 And help divine implore. 
 
 3 Ne'er think the victory won. 
 
 Nor lay thine armor down; 
 Thine arduous work will not be done 
 Till thou obtain thy crown. 
 
 4 Fight on, my soul, till death 
 
 Shall bring thee to thy God; 
 Ile'll take thee at thy parting breath, 
 To his divine abode. 
 
 564 L. M. 
 
 1 HAPPY the man that finds the grace, 
 The blessing of God's chosen race, 
 The wisdom coming from above, 
 The faith that sweetly works by love, 
 
 2 Happy, beyond discription, he 
 
 Who knows "The Savior died for me," 
 The gift unspeakable obtains. 
 And heavenly understanding gains. 
 
 ^ Wisdom divine! who tells the price 
 Of wisdom's costly merchandise? 
 Wisdom to silver we prefer. 
 And gold is dross compared to her. 
 
 4 Her hands are filled with length of days, 
 True riches and Immortal praise — 
 Riches of Christ, on all bestowed, 
 And honor that decends from God. 
 
 ■3 To purest joys she all invites. 
 Chaste, holy, spiritual delights; 
 Her ways are ways of pleasantness, 
 And all her flowery paths are peace. 
 
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 The huugry soul, and clothe the pocr; 
 In heaven are found no sons of need; 
 
 There all these duties are no more. 
 Subdue thy passions, O my soul; 
 
 Maintain the fight, thy work pursue; 
 Daily thy rising sins control, 
 
 And be thy vict'ries ever new. 
 The land of triumph lies on high; 
 
 There are no foes t' encounter there: 
 Lord, I would conquer till I die, 
 
 And finish all the glorious war. 
 Let every flying hour confess 
 
 I gain thy gospel fresh renown, 
 And when my life and labors cease 
 
 May I possess the promised crown. 
 
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 Calm in distress, in danger bold. 
 
 2 Where is that Spirit, Lord, which dwelt 
 
 In Abrah'm's breast and seal'd him thine V 
 Which made Paul' s heart with sorrow melt, 
 And glow with energy divine? 
 
 3 That Spirit, which from age to age 
 
 Proclaim'dthylove,and taught thy ways? 
 Brightened Isaiah's vivid page, 
 
 And breathed in Davids hallowed lays? 
 
 4 Remember, Lord, the ancient days; 
 
 Renew thy work; thy grace restore; 
 And while to thee our hearts we raise, 
 On us thy holy Spirit pour. 
 
 
 Friend af-ter friend departs, 
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 Beyond the vale of death, There surely is 6ome blessed clime 
 
 Where parting is unknown; A whole e - ter - ni - ty of love. 
 
 Till all are passed a - way, As mornins high and higher shines, 
 
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 3 Then gentle patience smiles on pain. 
 And dying hope revives again; 
 Hope wipes the tear from sorrow's eye, 
 And faith points upward to the sky. 
 
 569 L M. 
 
 1 WHY weep for those, frail child of woe, 
 
 AVho've fled and left thee mourning here 
 Triumphant o'er their latest foe, 
 They glory in a brighter sphere. 
 
 2 Weep not for them; beside thee now 
 
 Perhaps they watch with guardian care. 
 And witness tears that idly flow 
 O'er those who bliss of angels share. 
 
 3 Or round their Father's throne above 
 
 With raptured voice, his praise they sing, 
 Or on his messages of love 
 They journey with unwearied wing. 
 
 4 Space cannot check, tho't cannot bound. 
 
 The high exulting souls, whom he 
 Who formed these million worlds around. 
 Takes to his own eternit}', 
 
 5 Then weep no more — their voices raise 
 
 The song of triumph high to God, 
 And wouldst thou join their song of praise, 
 Walk humbly in the path they trod. 
 
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 Where those arms enfold him 
 
 To a .Sttvior'.i broast. 
 
 Yield we what was given, 
 
 At thy holy call; 
 The beautiful to heaven, 
 
 Thou who gaveat all. 
 
 Still 'mid heavy mourning. 
 
 Look thee now to OikI ! 
 There, thy spirit turnin*:;. 
 
 Kneel beside the sod. 
 
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 'Gainst ^vhich the surges of the main 
 Fret, dash, and break themselves in vain: 
 
 As, in the heavens, the urns divine 
 Of golden light forever shine; 
 Tho' clouds may darken, storms may rage, 
 They still shine on from age to age. 
 
 So, through the ocean-tide of years, 
 The memory of the just appears; 
 So, through the tempest and the gloom, 
 The good man's virtues light the tomb. 
 
 { 4 AVhen trembling limbs refuse their weight, 
 I And films, slow gathering, dim the sight, 
 And clouds obscure the mental light, 
 
 j 'Tis nature's precious boon to die. 
 
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 And words of peace the spirit cheer, 
 And visioned glories half appear, 
 'T is joy, t' is triumph, then, to die. 
 
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 WHEN life, as opening buds, is sweet, 
 And golden hopes the spirit greet, 3 
 
 And youth prepares his joy to meet, 1 
 
 Alas! how hard it is to die. i 
 
 When scarce is seized some borrow'd i)rize, | 
 And duties ])ress; and tender ties p 
 
 Forbid the soul from earth to rise, 
 How awful, then, it is to die. 
 
 HOW blest the righteous when he diesi 
 When sinks a weary soul to rest! 
 
 How mildly beam the closing eyes! 
 How gently heaves th' expiring breast! 
 
 So fades a summer cloud away; 
 
 So sinks the gale when storms are o'er; 
 So gently shuts the eye of day; 
 
 So dies a wave along the shore. 
 
 A holy quiet reigns around, 
 
 A calm which life nor death destroys; 
 And naught disturbs that peace profound 
 
 Which his unfettered soul enjoys. 
 
 Farewell, conflicting hopes and fears. 
 
 Where light and shade alternate dwell; 
 How bright th' unchanging morn appears! 
 
 Farewell, inconstant world, farewell. 
 
 When, one by one, those ties are torn, 
 And friend from friend is snatched forlorn 
 And man is left alone to mourn, 
 Ahl then, how easy 't is to die. 
 
 .^ Life's labor done, as sinks the clay. 
 Light from its load the spirit flies, 
 While heaven and earth combine to say, 
 "How blest the righteous when he dies-" 
 
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 574 L M. (WARD. Page 270.) 
 
 1 '-WETfi no abiding city here," 
 
 This may distress the worldly mind, 
 But should not cost a saint a tear, 
 Who hopes a better rest to find. 
 
 2 ''We've no abiding city here," 
 
 Sad truth, were this to be our home; 
 But let this thought our spirits cheer, 
 "We seek a city yet to come." 
 
 3 *' We've no abiding city here," 
 
 Then let us live as pilgrims do; 
 
 Let not the world our rest appear, 
 
 But let us haste from all below. 
 
 4 "We've no abiding city here," 
 We seek a city out of sight: 
 
 Zion its name — the Lord is there, 
 It shines with everlasting light. 
 
 5 O! sweet abode of peace and love, 
 Where pilgrims freed from toil are blest; 
 
 Had I the pinions of the dove, 
 I'd fly to thee and be at rest. 
 
 6 But hush, my soul, nor dare repine, 
 The time my God appoints is best; 
 
 While here, to do his will be mine; 
 And his to fix my time of rest. 
 
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 1 IT is not death to die, 
 
 To leave this weary road, 
 And, 'midst the brotherhood on high, 
 To be at home with God. 
 
 - It is not death to close 
 
 The eye long dimmed by tears. 
 And wake in glorious repose, 
 To spend eternal years. 
 
 3 It is not death to fling 
 Aside this sinful dust, 
 And rise, on strong, exulting wing. 
 To live among the just. 
 
 4 Jesus, thou Prince of Life! 
 Thy chosen cannot die; 
 Like thee, they conquer in the strife, 
 To reign with thee on high. 
 
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 2 There pain and sickness never come, 
 
 And grief no more complains; 
 Health triumphs in immortal bloom, 
 And endless pleasure reicns. 
 
 3 No clouds those blissful regions know, 
 
 Forever bright and fair; 
 For sin, the source of mortal woe. 
 Can never enter there. 
 
 4 There no alternate night is known. 
 
 Nor sun's faint, sickly ray; 
 But glory from the sacred throne 
 Spreads everlasting day. 
 
 5 O may the heavenly prospect fire 
 
 Our hearts with ardent love, 
 Till wings of faith and strong desire, 
 Bear every thought above! 
 
 6 Prepare us. Lord, by grace divine. 
 
 For thy bright courts on high; 
 Then bid our spirits rise and join 
 The chorus of the sky. 
 
 Un-known to raor-tal eyes, Unknown to mortal eyes. 
 
 
 I 3 Far from this world of toil and strife, 
 I They're present with the Lord; 
 The labors of their mortal life 
 End in a large reward. 
 
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 HEAR what the voice from heaven pro- 
 
 For all the pious dead; [claims 
 
 Sweet is the savor of their names, 
 
 And soft their sleeping bed, 
 
 2 They die in Jesus, and arc blessed; 
 How kind their f^lumbers are! 
 From suffering and from sin released. 
 And freed from every snare. 
 
 1 GO to thy rest, fair child! 
 
 Go to thy dreamless bed, 
 While yet so gentle, undefiled, 
 "With blessings on thy head. 
 
 2 Before my heart had learned 
 
 In waywardness to stray; , 
 Before my feet bad ever turned 
 That dark and downward way; 
 
 3 E'er sin had seared the breast. 
 
 Or sorrow woke the tear; 
 Rise to thy throne of changeless rest, 
 In yon celestial sphere! 
 
 I 4 Because thy smile was fair, 
 ! Thy lip and eye so bright, 
 Because thy loving cradle care 
 Was such a dear delight. 
 
 5 Shall love, with weak embrace, 
 i Thy upward wing detain? 
 i No! gentle angel, seek thy place 
 I Amid the cherub train. 
 
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 1 AS the sweet flow'r that scents the morn, 
 But withers in the rising day, 
 Thus lovely was this infant's dawn, 
 Thus swiftly fled its life away. 
 
 2 It died ere its expanding soul 
 
 Had ever burnt with wrong desires, 
 Had ever spurned at heaven's control, 
 Or ever quenched its sacred flres. 
 
 3 Yet the sad hour that took the boy 
 
 Perhaps has spared a heavier doom — 
 Snatched him from scenes of guilty joy 
 Or from the pangs of ill to come. 
 
 4 He died to sin; he died to care: 
 Rut for a moment felt the rod; 
 Then, rising on the viewless air, 
 
 Spread his light wings and soared to God. 
 
 580 
 
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 1 WHY should we start, and fear to die? 
 AVhat tim'rous worms we mortals are. 
 Death is the gate of endless joy, 
 And yet we dread to enter there. 
 
 2 The pains, the groans, the dying strife, 
 Fright our approaching souls away, 
 Still we shrink back again to life, 
 Fond of our prison and our clay. 
 
 3 O: if my Lord would come and meet. 
 
 My soul should stretch her wings inhaste, 
 Fly fearless through death's iron gate, 
 Nor feel the terrors as she passed. 
 
 4 Jcsu.s 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. 
 
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 1 THY life T read, my dearest Lord, 
 With transport all divine; 
 Thine inia^e trace in every word, 
 Thy love in every line. 
 
 2 Me-thinks I sec a thousand charms, 
 
 Spread o'er thy lovely face, 
 While infants in thy tender arms 
 Keceive the smiling grace. 
 
 3 "I take these tender Lambs," said he, 
 
 •'And lay them in my breast; 
 Protection they shall find in me, 
 In mc be ever blest. 
 
 "Death may the bands of life unloose, 
 But can't dissolve my love; 
 
 Millions of infant souls compose 
 The family above. 
 
 5 *'Their feeble frames thy pow'r shall raise, 
 And mold with heavenly skill: 
 I'll give them tongues to sing my praise, 
 And hands to do my will." 
 
 6 His words the happy parents hear, 
 And shout with joys divine, 
 Dear Savior, all we have and arc, 
 Shall be for ever thine. 
 
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 2 Here where oft thy lip hath taught us 
 
 Of the Lamb who died to save — 
 Where thy guiding hand hath brought us 
 To the deep baptismal wave. 
 
 3 Pale and cold we see thee lying 
 
 In God's temple, once so dear. 
 And the mourners' bitter sighing, 
 Full unheeded on thine ear. 
 
 4 All thy love and zeal, to lead us 
 Where immortal fountains flow, 
 And on living bread to feed ua. 
 In our fond remembrance glow. 
 
 5 May the couq'ring faith that cheer'dthee 
 When thy foot on Jordan pressed. 
 Guide our spirits while we leave thee 
 In the tomb that Jesus blessed. 
 
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 Shall bear thee to thy heaven above, 
 
 But shall not enter there. 
 The sighing ones that humbly seek, 
 
 In sorrowing paths below, 
 Shall in eternity rejoice, 
 
 Where endless comforts flow. 
 
 3 Soon will the toilsome strife be o'er 
 
 Of sublunary care, 
 And life's dull vanities no more 
 
 This anxious breast ensnare. 
 Courage, my soul, on God rely, 
 
 Deliverance soon will come, 
 A thousand ways has Providence, 
 
 To bring believers home. 
 
 4 Ere first I drew this vital breath. 
 
 From nature's prison free, 
 Crosses in number, measure, weight, 
 Wera written. Lord, for me. 
 
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 I FROM his low bed of mortal dust. 
 
 Escaped the prison of his clay, 
 The new inhabitant of bliss 
 
 To heaven directs his upward way. 
 I 2 Ye fields! that witnessed once his tears. 
 
 Ye winds! that waited oft his sighs, 
 Ye mountains! where he breath'dhis pray'rs 
 
 When sorrow's shadow vailed his eyes — 
 Ko more the weary pilgrim mourns, 
 
 No more affliction wrings his heart; 
 Th' unfettered soul to God returns — 
 
 Forever he and anguish part! 
 Receive, O earth, his faded form 
 
 In thy cold bosom let it lie; 
 Safe let it rest from every storm- 
 Soon must it rise, no more to die. 
 
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 Like withered trunks ye stand, 
 With fairer verdure shall ye bloom, 
 Touched by th' Almighty's hand. 
 
 4 "I'll give the mourner," saith the Lord, 
 
 "In my own house a place; 
 No names of daughters and of sons, 
 Could yield so high a grace. 
 
 5 "Transient and vain is every hope, 
 
 A rising race can give, 
 In endless honor and delight. 
 My children all shall live." 
 
 6 We welcome. Lord, those rising tears, 
 
 Through which thy face we see, [hearts 
 And bless those wounds which through our 
 Prepare a way for thee. 
 
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 1 MY soul, come meditate the day, 
 
 And think how near it stands, 
 When thou must quit this house of clay, 
 And fly to unknown lands. 
 
 2 And you, mine eyes, look down and view 
 
 The hollow gaping tomb: 
 This gloomy prison waits for you, 
 Whene'er the summons come. 
 
 3 O could we die with those who die, 
 
 And place us in their stead! 
 Then would our spirits learn to fly, 
 And converse v.ith the dead. 
 
 4 Then should we see the saints above, 
 
 In their own glorious forms. 
 And wonder why our souls should love 
 To dwell with mortal worms. 
 
 5 How we should scorn those clothes of flesh, 
 
 These fetters and this load; 
 
 And long for evening to undress, 
 
 That we may rest with God. 
 
 6 We should almost forsake our clay 
 
 Before the summons come. 
 And pray, and wish our souls away. 
 To their eternal home. 
 
 58T c. M. 
 
 1 IF I must die, O let me die 
 
 iWith hope in Jesus blood — 
 The blood that saves from sin and guilt, 
 And reconciles to God. 
 1 2 If I must die, O, let me die 
 In peace with all mankind. 
 And change these fleeting joys below 
 I For pleasures more refined. 
 
 I 3 If I must die — and die I must — 
 I Let some kind seraph come, 
 ' And bear me on his friendly wing 
 j To my celestial home. 
 
 ;4 Of Canaan's land, from Pisgah's toj), 
 I May I but have a view, 
 I Though Jordan should o'erflow its banks, 
 I I'll boldly venture through. 
 
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 1 HOW sweet the hour of closing day, 
 When all is peaceful and serene, 
 And when the sun, with cloudless ray, 
 Sheds mellow luster o'er the scene' 
 
 2 Such is the Christian's parting hour; 
 So peacefully he sinks to rest; 
 When faith, endu'd from heav'n with pow'r 
 Sustains and cheers his languid breast. 
 
 3 Mark but that radiance of his eye, 
 That smile upon his wasted check: 
 They tell us of his glory nigh, 
 In language that no tongue can speak. 
 
 4 A beam from heaven is sent to cheer 
 The pilgrim on his gloomy road; 
 And angels are attending near, 
 To bear him to their bri>;ht abode. 
 
 Who would not wish to die like those 
 Whom God's own Spirit deigns to bless' 
 
 To sink into that soft repose, 
 Then wake to perfect happiness? 
 
 1 FAREWELL, bright soul, a short farewell, 
 
 Till we shall meet again above; 
 In the sweet groves where pleasures dwell, 
 And trees of life bear fruits of love. 
 
 2 There glory sits on every face, 
 
 There friendship smiles in every eye; 
 There shall our tongues relate the grace 
 That led us homeward to the sky. 
 
 3 O'er all the names of Christ, our King, 
 
 Shall our harmonious voices rove; 
 Our harps shall sound from every string 
 The wonders of his bleeding love. 
 
 4 Come, sov'reign Lord! dear Savior, come! 
 
 Remove these separating days; 
 Send thy bright wheels to fetch us home, 
 That golden hour, how long it stays? 
 
 '3 How long must we lie lingering here. 
 
 While saints around us take their flight? 
 Smiling they quit this dusky sphere, 
 Audniount the hills of heavenly light. 
 
 6 Sweet soul, we leave thee to thy rest. 
 Enjoy thy Jesus and thy God, 
 Till we, from bands of clay released, 
 Spring out and climb the shining road. 
 
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 In full activity of zeal and power ; 
 
 A Christian's always ready for his time; 
 The Lord's appointment is the servent' s hourl 
 
 2 The tyrant, death, came rushing in 
 And here his power to show, 
 With icy hand he touched this child, 
 And laid its visage low. 
 
 2 Go to the grave; at noon from labor erase ; 
 
 Restin thy sheaves; tby harvest task is done, 
 Come from the heat of battle, and in peace, 
 Soldier, go home; with thee the fight is won. 
 
 3 Go to the grave ; for there thy Savior lay 
 
 In death's embrace, ere he arose on high; 
 And all the ransomed by that narrow way, 
 Pass to eternal life beyond the sky. 
 
 4 Go to the grave; — no; take thy seat above ; 
 
 Be thy pure spirit present with the Lord, 
 Where thou for faith and hope hast perfect love. 
 And open vision for the written word. 
 
 591 C. M. (GOSPEL FEAST. Pagc 289.) 
 
 1 WAKE up, my muse, condole the loss 
 Of those who mourn this day; 
 Let tears run down on every face, 
 And every mourner pray. 
 
 3 No more the pleasant child is seen, 
 To please the parent's eye; 
 The tender plant, so fresh and green, 
 Is in eternity. 
 
 4 The golden bowl by death is broke, 
 The pitcher burst in twain; 
 The cistern wheel has felt the stroke, 
 The pleasant child is slain. 
 
 o The winding sheet unfolds its limbs, 
 The coffin holds it fast; 
 To-day 't is seen by all its friends, 
 But this must be the last — 
 
 Until the Lord doth come to judge 
 The nation great and small; 
 When you and I the test shall stand, 
 Or at his presence fall. 
 
288 
 
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 IIEBROX. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 1 Yes, she is gone— yet do not thou The goodness of the Lord distrust; 
 
 2 Tlie form is there — but seek not there The epir - it born from light and love: 
 
 she is gone— yet do not thou The goodness of the Lord distrust; 
 form is there — but seek not there The epir - it born from light and love; 
 
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 592 L. M. 
 
 3 Through many checkered scenes of life 
 
 Ye, hand in hand have journeyed on, 
 For her the labor and the strife 
 Are o'er — the peaceful goal is won. 
 
 4 Which oft hath sooth' d thy harrass'd mind, 
 
 The pleasant voice and cheering smile, 
 Are gone but for a little while, 
 She hath not left thee far behind. 
 
 5 Then mourn not that an heir of grace. 
 
 Has reached the goal of hope and faith, 
 Press onward in the Christian race; 
 Brief is your parting now by death; 
 
 6 Soon thou too wilt be called to leave 
 
 This earth, where sadly thou dost roam; 
 Soon joyfully wilt thou receive, 
 In heaven her gentle "Welcome Home." 
 
 593 L- M. 
 
 1 IN this lone hour of deep distress, 
 When heavy sorrows round me press, 
 Encouraged by thy gracious word, 
 
 1 trust thee as a widow's God. 
 
 2 A husband lies in death's embrace, 
 The grave is now his resting place; 
 O, as I pass beneath thy rod. 
 Reveal thyself the widow's God. 
 
 3 Assauge my grief, remove my fears, 
 Suppress my murmuring, dry my tears; 
 Help me to own thee as my Lord, 
 And bless thee as the widows God. 
 
 4 Be thou my counselor and stay. 
 Protect by night, and guide by day; 
 Then, as I travel life's rough road, 
 I'll praise thee as a widow's God. 
 
 594 c. M. 
 
 1 BEHOLD the western evening light! 
 
 It melts in deep'ning gloom; 
 So calmly Christians sink away, 
 Descending to the tomb. 
 
 2 The winds breathe low; the yellow leaf 
 
 Scarce whispers from the tree; 
 So gently flows the parting breath, 
 When good men cease to be. 
 
 3 IIow beautiful on all the hills 
 
 The crimson light is shed! 
 'T is like the j^eace the Christian gives 
 To mourners round his bed. 
 
 4 How mildly on the wandering cloud 
 
 The sunset beam is cast! 
 So sweet the memory left behind, 
 When loved ones breathe their last. 
 
 5 And lo, above the dews of night 
 
 The vesper star appears; 
 So faith lights up the mourner's heart, 
 Whose eyes are dim with tears. 
 
 6 Niffht falls, but soon the morning light 
 
 Its glories shall restore; 
 And thus the eyes that sleep in death 
 Shall wake to close no more. 
 
DEATH. 
 
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 595 L M. , 
 
 1 SA Y,whyshouklfncndshii) grieve forthosc' 3 Dear is the spot where Christians sleep, 
 Who safe arrive on Canaan's shores? And sweet the strain which angels pour, 
 
 Released from all their hurtful foes, 
 They are not lost— but gone before. 
 
 How many painful days on earth 
 Their fainting spirits numbered o'er; 
 
 Now they enjoy a heavenly birth; 
 They are not lost, but gone before. 
 
 O why should we in anguish weep? 
 They are not lost — but gone before. 
 
 4 On Jordan's bank whene'er we come, 
 And hear the swelling waters roar, 
 Jesus, convey us safely home, 
 To friends not lost— but gone before. 
 
 GOSPEL FEAST. f. M. 
 
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 2 Their names are graven on the stom-, 
 
 Their bones are in the clay; 
 And ere another day is done. 
 Ourselves may be as the}'. 
 
 3 Death rides on every passing bree/c; 
 
 He lurks in every flower; 
 Each season has its own disease, 
 Its peril every hour. 
 
 4 Our eyes have seen the rosy light 
 
 Of youth's soft cheek decay, 
 And fate descend in sudden night 
 On manhood's middle day. 
 
 5 Turn, mortal, turn; thy danger know 
 
 Where'er thy foot can tread. 
 The earth rings hollow from below, 
 And warns thee of her dead. 
 
 597 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 O, MOST delightful hour by man 
 
 Experienced here below. 
 The hour that terminates his span, 
 His folly and his woe. 
 
 2 Worlds should not bribe me back to tread 
 
 Again life's dreary waste, 
 To see again my day o'erspread 
 With all the gloomy past. 
 
 3 My home henceforth is in the skies; 
 
 Earth, seas, and sun, adieu! 
 All heaven unfolded to my eyes, 
 1 have n6 sight for you. 
 
 4 So speaks the Christian, firm possessed 
 
 Of faith's supporting rod, 
 Then breathes his soul into its rest, 
 The bosom of his God. 
 
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 Asleep in Jesus! O how sweet 
 
 To be for such a slumber meet! 
 
 With holy confidence to sing 
 
 That death hath lost its venom'd sting! 
 
 3 Asleep in Jesus! peaceful rest, 
 Whose waking is supremely blest: 
 No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour 
 That manifests the Savior's power. 
 
 4 Asleep in Jesus! O, for me 
 May such a blissful refuge be; 
 Securely shall my ashes lie, 
 And wait the summons from on high. 
 
 5 Asleep in Jesus! time nor space 
 Atfects this precious hiding-place; 
 On Indian plains or Lapland snows 
 iiflicvcrs find the same repose. 
 
 599 C. M. (DUNDEE. Page 203.) 
 
 1 WHY should our tears in sorrow flow, 
 When God recalls his own; 
 And bids them leave a w^orld of woe 
 For an immortal crown? 
 
 2 Is not e'en death a gain to those 
 Whose life to God was given? 
 Gladly to earth their eyes they close, 
 To open them m heaven. 
 
 3 Their toils are past, their work is done, 
 And they are fully blest; 
 They fought the fight, the vict'ry won, 
 And entered into rest. 
 
 4 Then let our sorrows cease to flow — 
 God has recalled his own; 
 And let our hearts in every woe. 
 Still say— "Thy will be done!" 
 
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 1 Thou art gone to the grave! bat we will not deplore thee, 
 Tbo' sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb; 
 The Savior hath pasj^ed through its portals before thee, 
 And the lamp ol his love is thy guide tbroagh the gloom. 
 
 Th'ii] art gone to the grave ! ani, its mansions forsaking 
 What though thy weak spirit in fear lingered Jong: 
 
 The eunshine of paradise beamed on thy waking, fnong. 
 And the sound which thou heard'stjWastbeserapbim's 
 
 : Thou art gone to the grare! we no longer behold thee, 
 Nor tread the rongh paths of the world by thy side; 
 But the wide armsof mercy are spread to enfolu tbee, 
 And finners may hope, for the Sinlces hath died. 
 
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 I For Cod was thy ranflf)m, thy Guardian, and Guide : 
 
 I He gave thee, be took tbee, and be will restore tbee ; 
 And death hath no sting, f.-r the Savior hatb died. 
 
202 DEATH. 
 
 601 L M. 
 
 1 GO, spirit of the Baintcd dead, 
 
 Go to thy longed for, happy home! 
 The tears of man are o'er thee shed; 
 The voice of angels bids thee come. 
 
 2 If life be not in length of days, 
 
 In silvered locks and furrowed brow, 
 
 But living to the Savior's praise, 
 
 How few have lived so long as thou I 
 
 Though earth may boast one gem the less. 
 May not e'en heaven the richer be? 
 
 And myriads on thy footstep press, 
 To share thy blest eternity. 
 
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 In spite of all your tow'rs! 
 The tall, the wise, the rev'rend 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 quick'ning grace, 
 
 To fit our souls to fly; 
 Then when we drop this dying flesh, 
 We'll rise above the sky. 
 
 603 c. M 
 
 1 WHEN blooming youth is snatched away 
 Hy death's resistless hand, 
 Our hearts the mournful tribute pay. 
 Which pity must demand. 
 
 2 While pity prompts the rising sigh, 
 
 O may this truth, imprest 
 With awful power — I too must die- 
 Sink deep in every breast. 
 
 3 Let this vain world engage no more; 
 
 Behold the gaping tomb! 
 It bids us seize the present hour, 
 To-morrow death may come. 
 
 4 The voice of this alarming scene, 
 
 May every heart obey; 
 Nor be the heavenly warning vain, 
 Which calls to watch and pray. 
 
 5 O let us fly, to Jesus fly. 
 
 Whose powerful arm can save. 
 Then shall our hopes ascend on high, 
 And triumph o'er the grave. 
 
 6 Great God! thy sovreign grace impart, 
 I With cleansing, healing power; 
 
 j This only can prepare the heart, 
 i For death's surprising hour. 
 
DEATH. 
 
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 1 AH: why should bitter tears be shed 
 In sorrow o'er the mounded sod, 
 When verily there arc no dead 
 Of all the children of cur God? 
 
 2 They who are lost to outward sense, 
 Have but flung olf their robes of clay, 
 And clothed in heavenly radiance. 
 Attend us on our lowly Avay. 
 
 ■J And oft their spirits breathe in ours 
 
 The hope and strength and love of theirs. 
 Which bloom as bloom the early flowers 
 * In breath of summer's viewless airs. 
 
 4 And silent aspirations start. 
 
 In promptings of their purer thought, 
 Which gently lead the troubled heart 
 To joys not even hope had wrought. 
 
 .*> While sorrow's tears our eyes have wet 
 Shed o'er the consecrated dust, 
 Too much our darkened souls forget 
 The lessons of enduring trust. 
 
 '3 Let living faith serenely pour 
 
 Her sunlight on our pathway dim. 
 
 And death can have no terrors more; 
 
 But holy Joy shall walk with him. 
 
 HOW solemn the signal I hear! 
 
 The summons that calls me away, 
 In regions unknown to appear. 
 
 How shall I the summons obey? 
 What scenes in that world shall arise, 
 
 When life's latest sigh shall be fled, 
 And darkness hath sealed upminecycs, 
 
 And deep in the dust I am laid? 
 
 2 No longer th3 woiid can I view, 
 
 The scenes which so long I have known, 
 My friends, I must bid you adieu, 
 
 For here 1 must travel alone: 
 Yet here my Redeemer has trod, 
 
 His hallowed footsteps I know; 
 I'll trust for defense to his rod. 
 
 And lean on his staff as I ffo- 
 
 Dear Shepherd of Israel, lead on, 
 
 My soul follows hard after thee; 
 The phantoms of death are all down, 
 
 When Jesus my Shepherd I see. 
 Dear brethren and sisters, I go 
 
 To wait your arrival above; 
 Be faithful, and soon you shall know 
 
 The triumj)hs and joys of his love. 
 
294 
 
 DEATH. 
 
 606 <^ M 
 
 1 THE dead are like the stars by day- 
 
 Withdrawn from mortal eye, 
 Yet holding unperceived their way 
 Through the unclouded sky. 
 
 2 By them, through holy hope and love. 
 
 We feel, in houns serene, 
 Connected with a world above, 
 Immortal and unseen. 
 
 RETREAT. L. M. 
 
 \ i For death his sacred seal hath set 
 j On bright and bygone hours; 
 I And they we mourn are with us yet. 
 Are more than ever ours; 
 
 4 Ours, by the pledge of love and faith. 
 By hopes of love on high; 
 By trust, triumphant over death, 
 In immortality. 
 
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 1 Fare-well, vain world, I'm going home, My Sav-ior smiles and bids me come; 
 
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 Bright an - gels beck-on me a - way, 
 
 To sing God's praise in end - less day. 
 
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 2 I'm glad that I was born to die. 
 From grief and woe 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 anthems in the sky, 
 
 O then my happy soul shall tell, 
 My Jesus has done all things well. 
 
 4 I hope to meet my brethren there. 
 Who once did join with me in prayer; 
 Our mourning time shtU then be o'er. 
 And we shall live to die no more. 
 
 There shall I see ray glorious God, 
 And triumph in his blest abode; 
 My theme through all eternity 
 Shall glory to my Jesus be. 
 
 608 c M 
 
 1 THERE is a house not made with hands 
 
 Eternal, and on high. 
 And here my spirit waiting stands, 
 'Till God shall bid it fly. 
 
 2 Shortly this prison of my clay, ' 
 
 Must be dissolved and fall; 
 
 Then O my soul, with joy obey 
 
 Thy heavenly father's call. 
 
 3 'T is he, by his almighty grace, 
 
 That forms thee fit for heaven: 
 And as an earnest of the place, 
 Has his own Spirit given. 
 
 4 We walk by faith of joys to come; 
 
 Faith lives upon his word; 
 But while the body is our home, 
 We're absent from the Lord. 
 
 5 'Tis pleasant to believe thy grace, 
 
 But we had rather see: 
 We would be absent from the flesh, 
 And present, Lord, with thee. 
 
DEATH. 
 
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 2 In hope of that immortal crown, 
 
 I now the cross sustain, 
 And gladly wander up and down, 
 
 And smile at toil and pain; 
 I suffer on my threescore years 
 
 Till my Deliverer come. 
 And wipe away his servant's tears 
 
 And take his exile home. 
 
 O, what hath Jesus bought for me: 
 
 Before my raptured eyes 
 Rivers of life divinly see, 
 
 And trees of paradise! 
 I see a world of spirits bright, 
 
 Who taste the pleasures there; 
 They all are robed in spotless white, 
 
 And conquering palms they bear. 
 
 O, what are all my sufferings here, 
 
 If, Lord, thou count me meet 
 With that enraptured host t' appear, 
 
 And worship at thy feet! 
 Give joy or grief, give ease or pain, 
 
 Take life or friends away; 
 But let me find them all again 
 
 In that eternal day. 
 
 610 c M 
 
 1 WHY do we mourn departing friends, 
 
 Or shake at death's alarms? 
 'T is but the voice that Jesus sends, 
 To call them to his arms- 
 
 2 Are we not tending upward, too, 
 
 As fast as time can move? 
 Nor should we wish the hours more slow, 
 To keep us from our love. 
 
 3 Why should we tremble, to convey 
 
 Their bodies to the tomb? 
 There the dear flesh of Jesus lay 
 And left a long perfume. 
 
 4 The graves of all the saints he blest. 
 
 And softened every bed, 
 Where shall the dying members rest. 
 But with their dying Head? 
 
 5 Thence he arose; ascended high. 
 
 And showed our feet the way; 
 Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly 
 At the great rising day. 
 
 6 Then let the last loud trumpet sound. 
 
 And bid our kindred rise; 
 Awake, ye nations under ground, 
 Ye saints ascend the sky. 
 
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 2 Peace-ful be thy si - lent slum-ber, — Peace-ful in the grave so low: 
 
 
 Pleas-ant as the air of eve - ning, When it floats a - mong the trees. 
 Thou no more wilt join our num - ber; Thou no more our songs shalt know. 
 
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 3 Dearest 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. 
 
 612 
 
 C. M. (CHINA. Page 205.) 
 
 1 BLEST hour, when virtuous friends shall 
 
 Shall meet to part no more, [meet, 
 
 And with celestial welcome greet. 
 On an immortal shore. 
 
 2 The parent finds the long-lost child; 
 
 Brothers on brothers gaze; 
 The tear of resignation mild 
 Is changed to joy and praise. 
 
 3 Each tender tie dissolved with pain, 
 
 With endless bliss is crowned; 
 All that was dead revives again; 
 All that was lost is found. 
 
 4 Congenial minds, arrayed in light. 
 
 High thoughts shall interchange; 
 Nor cease, with ever-new delight. 
 On wings of love to range. 
 
 5 Their Father marks their generous flame,. 
 
 And looks complacent down; 
 Thp smile that owns their filial claim, 
 Is their immortal crown. 
 
 613 L. M. (MALVERN. Page 278.) 
 
 1 L'NVAIL thy bosom, faithful tomb! 
 
 Take this new treasure to thy trust, 
 And give these sacred relics room. 
 To seek a slumber in the dust. 
 
 2 Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear 
 
 Invade thy bounds; nor mortal woes 
 Can reach the peaceful sleeper here, 
 While angels watch the soft repose. 
 
 3 So Jesus slept: God's dying Son 
 
 Pass'd thro' the grave, and bless' the bed; 
 
 Rest here, blest saint, till, from this throne, 
 
 The morning break and pierce the shade. 
 
 4 Break from his throne illustrious morn! 
 
 Attend, O earth, his sovereign word! 
 Restore tby trust: a glorious form 
 Shall then arise to meet the Lord. 
 
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 1 SERVANT of God, well done! 
 Kest from thy loved employ. 
 The battle fought, the vict'ry won, 
 Enter thy Master's jo3^ 
 
 2 The voice at midnight came; 
 He started up to hear; 
 A mortal arrow pierced his frame, 
 He fell, but felt no more. 
 
 Tranquil amid alarms, 
 It found him on the field, 
 
 A veteran slumbering on his arms. 
 Beneath his red-cross shield. 
 
 4 At midnight came the cry, 
 
 '•To meet thy God, prepare!" 
 He woke— and caught his Captian's eye: 
 Then, strong in faith and prayer, 
 
 5 His spirit, with a bound, 
 
 Left its encumbering clay; 
 His tent, at sunrise, on the grouna, 
 A darkened ruin lay. 
 
 G The pains of death are past, 
 Labor and sorrow cease; 
 And life's long warfare closed at last, 
 His soul is found in peace. 
 
 615 
 
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 1 HAPPY soul! thy days are ended, 
 
 All thy mourning days below; 
 Go, by angel guards attended, 
 To the sight of Jesus go! 
 
 2 Waiting to receive thy spirit, 
 
 Lo! the Savior stands above; 
 Shows the purchase of his merit, 
 Reaches out the crown of love. 
 
 3 Struggling through the latest passion 
 
 To thy dear Redeemer's breast, 
 To his uttermost salvation. 
 To his everlasting rest; 
 
 4 For the joy he sets before thee, 
 
 Bear thy transitory pain; 
 Die, to live a life of glory; 
 
 Sutler, with tliy Lord to reign. 
 
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 2 And thus shall faith's consoling power 
 
 The tears of love restrain: 
 O, who that saw thy parting hour 
 Could wish thee here again? 
 
 3 Triumphant in thy closing eye 
 
 The hope of glory shone; 
 Joy breathed in thy expiring sigh, 
 To think the race was run. 
 
 4 The passing spirit gently fled, 
 
 Sustained by grace divine; 
 O, may such grace on us be shed, 
 And make our end like thine. 
 
 617 C. M. 
 
 1 IN vain our fancy strives to paint, * 
 
 The moment after death — 
 The glories that surround a saint. 
 When he resigns his breath. 
 
 2 One gentle sigh his fetters breaks; 
 
 One effort — and he's gone! 
 And lo! the willing spirit takes 
 Its mansion near the throne. 
 
 3 We strive, but all our efforts fail 
 
 To trace that upward flight: 
 Ko eye can jiicrce within the vail 
 Which hides the world of light. 
 
 4 Yet, though we see them not, we know 
 
 Saints arc supremely blest; 
 .\nd freed from sin, and care, and woe, 
 And wilh Ihcir Savior rest 
 
 5 On harps of gold his name they praise, 
 His face they always view; 
 And if we here their footsteps trace. 
 There we shall praise him too. 
 
 618 c. M. 
 
 1 THE broken ties of happier days, 
 
 How often do they seem 
 To come before the mental gaze, 
 Like a remembered dream; 
 
 2 And earthly hand can ne'er again 
 
 Unite these broken ties. 
 Around us each dissevered chain, 
 In sparkling ruin lies. 
 
 3 O, who, in such a world as this. 
 
 Could bear their lot of pain. 
 Did not one radiant hope of bliss 
 Unclouded yet remain? 
 
 4 That hope the sov'reign Lord has given. 
 
 Who reigns above the skies: 
 Hope that unites our souls to heaven, 
 By faith's endearing ties. 
 
 5 Each care, each ill of mortal birth. 
 
 Is sent in pitying love 
 To lift the lingering heart from earth. 
 And speed its flight above. 
 
 G And every pang that wrings the breast, 
 And every joy that dies, 
 Tells us to seek a purer rest. 
 And trust the holier ties. 
 
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 O'er the graves of those you love; 
 Pain and death, and night and anguish, 
 
 Enter not the world above. 
 While our silent steps are straying 
 
 Lonely through night's deep'ning shade, 
 Glories' brightest beams are playing 
 
 Round the happy Christian's head. 
 
 2 Light and peace at once deriving 
 
 From the hand of God most high, 
 In his glorious presence living. 
 
 They shall never, never die. 
 Endless pleasure; pain excluding, 
 
 Sickness, there, no more can come; 
 There, no fear of woe intruding. 
 
 Sheds o'er heaven a moments gloom. 
 
 THE RESURRECTION. 
 
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 1 THRO' sorrow's night and danger's path, 
 Amid the deep'ning gloom, 
 
 We, followers of our suffering Lord, 
 Are marching to the the tomb. 
 
 2 There, when the turmoil is no more. 
 
 And all our powers decay. 
 Our cold remains in solitude 
 Shall sleep the years away. 
 
 3 Our labors done, securely laid 
 
 In this our last retreat. 
 Unheeded, o'er our silent dust, 
 The storms of earth shall beat. 
 
 4 Yet not thus buried, or extinct, 
 
 The vital spark shall lie; 
 For o'er life's wreck that spark shall rise 
 To seek its kindred sky. 
 
 5 These ashes, too, this little dust, 
 
 Our Father's care shall keep, 
 Till the last angel rise and break 
 The long and dreary sleep. 
 
 6 Then love's soft dew o'er every eye 
 
 Shall shed its mildest rays; 
 And the long silent voice awake 
 With shouts of endless praise. 
 
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 J AND must this body die? 
 
 This inorL.il frame decay? 
 And must these active limbs of mine 
 
 Lie mould'riug in the chiy? 
 
 2 Corruption, earth, and worms, 
 Shall bat retine this flesh, 
 Till my triumphant spirit comes 
 To put it on afresh. 
 
 '3 God, my Redeemer lives. 
 And often from the skies, 
 
 Looks down and watches all my dust, 
 Till he shall bid it rise. 
 
 4 Arrayed in glorious grace 
 
 Shall these vile bodies shine, 
 And every form and every face, 
 Look heavenly and divine. 
 
 5 These lively hopes we owe 
 
 To Jesus' dying love; 
 We would adore his grace below, 
 And sing his power above. 
 
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 2 In those dark silent realms of night. 
 
 Shall peace and hope no more arise? 
 No future morning light the tomb, 
 Nor day-star gild the darksome skies? 
 
 3 Cease, cease, ye vain, desponding fears! 
 
 When Christ, our Lord, from darkness 
 
 Death,lhe last foe, was cai)tive led. [sprang, 
 
 And heav'n with praise and wonder rang. 
 
 4 Faith sees the bright eternal doors 
 
 Unfold to make her children way; I 
 
 They shall be clothed with endless life, I 
 
 And shine in everlasting day. I 
 
 5 The trump shall sound-the dead shall wake, ! 4 
 
 Fnwn the cold tomb the slumb'rers spring;i 
 Thro' heav'n with joy, their myriads rise 
 And hail their Savior and their king. i 
 
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 1 1 THE time drawsnigh,when from the clouds 
 Christ shall with shouts descend. 
 And the last trumpet's awful voice 
 The heavens and earth shall rend. 
 
 2 Then they who live shall changed be, 
 And they who sleep shall wake; 
 
 The grave shall yield their ancient charge, 
 While earth's foundations shake. 
 
 3 The saints of God, from death set free, 
 With joy shall mount on high; 
 
 The heavenly hosts, with praises loud, 
 Shall meet them in the sky. 
 
 A few short years of exile past, 
 
 We reach the happy shore; 
 Where death-divided friends, at last, 
 
 Shall meet to part no more. 
 
THE UESUIIRECTION. 
 
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 And trample on the tombs, 
 My Jesus, my Redeemer lives, 
 My God my Savior comes. 
 
 The mighty conqu'ror shall appear 
 
 High on a royal seat, 
 And death, the last of all his foes, 
 
 Lie vanquished at his feet. 
 
 4 Though greedy worms devour my skin, 
 And gnaw my wasting flesh. 
 When God shall build my bones again. 
 He'll clothe them all afresh. 
 
 Then shall I sec thy lovely face 
 With strong, immortal eyes. 
 
 And feast upon thy unknown grace 
 With pleasure and surprise. 
 
 625 
 
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 2 When shall the tedious night be gone? 
 When will our Lord appear? 
 Our fond desires would pray him down, 
 Our love embrace him here. 
 
 3 I see the Lord of glory come. 
 And flaming guards around I 
 The skies divide to make him room, 
 The trumpet shakes the ground! 
 
 •4 I hear the voice; *'Ye dead, arise!" 
 And lo! the graves obey; 
 And waking saints with joyful eyes 
 Salute th' expected day. 
 
 5 O: may my humble spirit stand 
 Amonerthem clothed in white! 
 The meanest place at his right hand 
 l9 infinite delight. 
 
 1 now long shall death, the tyrant, reign, G How will our joy and wonder rise. 
 And triumph o'er the just, 1 When our returning King 
 
 While the rich blood of martyrs slain i ShaU bear us homeward thro' the skies, 
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 2 Ye saints, who once languished below, 
 
 But long since have entered your rest, 
 I pant to be glorified too, 
 
 To lean on Immanuel s breast! 
 The grave in which Jesus was laid, 
 
 Has buried my guilt and my fears, 
 And while 1 contemplate its shade. 
 
 The light of bis presence appears. 
 
 3 O sweet is the season of rest. 
 
 While life's weary journey is done; 
 The blush that spreads over its west- 
 
 The last lingering ray of its sun! 
 Thoagh dreary the empire of night, 
 
 I soon shall emerge from its gloom, 
 And see immortality's light 
 
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 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
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 1 Like shadows gliding o'er the plain, 
 
 Or clouds that roll successive on 
 Man's busy generations pass. 
 
 And while we gaze, their forms are gone 
 
 2 "He lived— he died;" behold the sum, 
 
 The abstract of th' historian's page! 
 Alike in God's all-seeing eye, 
 The infant's day, the patriarch's age. 
 
 3 O Father! in whose mighty hand 
 
 The boundless years and ages lie, 
 Teach us the boon of life to prize, 
 And use the moments as they fly; 
 
 4 To crowd the narrow span of life 
 
 With wise designs and virtuous deedsf 
 So shall we wake from death's dark night. 
 To share the glory that succeeds. 
 
TIME AISD ETERNITY. 
 
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 Days, months and years are rolling on. 
 The soul neglected and undone. 
 
 1 AT every motion of our breath, 
 ' Life trembles on the brink of death; 
 A taper's flame that upward turns. 
 While downward to the dust it burns. 
 
 In painful cares, in empty joys, 
 Our life its precious hours destroys; 
 While death stands watching at our side. 
 Eager to stop the living tide. 
 
 Was it for this, ye mortal race. 
 Your Maker gave you here a place? 
 Was it for this his thoughts designed 
 The frame of your immortal mind. 
 
 4 For nobler cares, for joys sublime, 
 He fashioned all the sons of time; 
 Then let us every day give heed, 
 That we his servants be indeed 
 
 2 Moment by moment years are past. 
 And one ere long will be our last; 
 There is a point no eyes can see, 
 Y"et on it hangs eternity. 
 
 3 This is that moment — who shall tell. 
 Whether it leads to heaven or hell? 
 This is that moment — as we choose, 
 Th' immortal soul we save or loose. 
 
 ■4 Time past and time to come are not — 
 Time present is our only lot; 
 O God! henceforth our hearts incline. 
 To seek no other love than thine. 
 
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 It shines by thy command. 
 
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 Arc short and •vsretcbcd too; 
 "Evil and few" the patriarch says, 
 And well the patriarch knew. 
 
 2 ' Tis but at best a narrow bound, 
 
 That heaven allows to men: 
 And pains and sins run through the round 
 Of three score years and ten. 
 
 3 Well, if ye must be sad and few, 
 
 Run on, my days, in haste; 
 Moments of sin. and months of woe, 
 Ye cannot flow too fast. 
 
 4 Let heavenly love prepare my soul, 
 
 And call her to the skies. 
 Where years of long salvation roll, 
 And glory never dies. 
 
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 1 TIME is winging us away 
 
 To our eternal home; 
 Life is but a winter's day — 
 
 A journey to the tomb: 
 Youth and vigor soon will flee, 
 
 Blooming beauty loose its charms; 
 All thats mortal soon will 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 nnd beauty soon above; 
 Far beyond the world's alloy, 
 
 Secure in Jesus' love. 
 
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 2 O God, my inmost soul convert, 
 And dcei)ly on my thoughtless heart 
 
 Eternal things impress: 
 Give me to feel their solemn weight, 
 And save me ere it be too late: 
 
 AVake me to righteousness. 
 
 3 Before me place, in bright array, 
 The pomp of that tremendous day, 
 
 AVhen thou with clouds shalt come 
 To judge the nations at thy bar; 
 And tell me. Lord, shall I be there, 
 
 To meet a joyful doom? 
 
 4 "Re this my one great business here, 
 With holj' trembling, holy fear, 
 
 To make my calling sure; 
 Thine utmost counsel to fulfill, 
 And sutler all thy righteous will, 
 
 And lo the end endure. 
 
 MY days, my weeks, my months, my years, 
 Fly rapid as the whirling spheres, 
 
 Around the steady pole; 
 Time, like a tide, its motion keeps, 
 And I must launch through endless deeps^ 
 
 Where endless ages roll. 
 
 The grave is near the cradle seen; 
 How swift the moments pass between, 
 
 And whisper as they fly: 
 Unthinking man, rememljer this — 
 Though fond of sublunary bliss — 
 
 That thou must groan and die. 
 
 My soul, attend the solemn call! 
 Thine earthly tent must shortly fall, 
 
 And thou must take thy flight, 
 Beyond the vast expansive blue, 
 To sing above, as angels do. 
 
 Or sink in gloomy night. 
 
TIME AND ETKKMTY 
 
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 1 HOAV vain is all beneath the skies! 
 How transient every earthly bliss! 
 How slender all the fondest ties 
 That bind us to a world like this. 
 
 1 Lord, what a feeble piece 
 Is this our mortal frame! 
 Our life, how poor a trifle 'tis, 
 That scaree deserves the name. 
 
 ■-' The evening cloud, the morning dew, 
 The witn ring grass, the fading flower, 
 Of earthly hopes are emblems true, 
 The glory of a passing hour. 
 
 3 But though earth's fairest blossoms die, 
 And all beneath the skies is vain, 
 There is a brighter world on high, 
 Beyond the reach of care and pain. 
 
 4 Then let the hope of joys to come 
 
 Dispel our cares, and chase our fears; 
 If God be ours, we're trav'ling home. 
 Though passing through a vale of tears. 
 
 2 Alas, the brittle clay. 
 
 That built our body first! 
 And every month, and every day, 
 'T is moldering back to dust. 
 
 3 Our moments fly apace, 
 
 Nor will our minutes stay; 
 Just like a flood (Hir hasty days 
 Are sweeping us away. 
 
 AVell, if our days must fly. 
 We'll keep their end in sight, 
 
 We'll spend them all in wisdom's way, 
 And kt them sjjced their flight. 
 
 5 They'll waft us sooner o'er 
 This life's tempestuous sea! 
 Soon shall we reach the i)eaceful shore 
 Of blest eternity. 
 
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 1 LET others boast how strong they be, 
 
 Nor death nor danger fear; 
 But we'll confess, O Lord, to thee, 
 What feeble things we are. 
 
 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 life contains a thousand springs. 
 
 And dies if one be gone; 
 Strange! that a harp of thousand strings 
 Should keep in tune so long! 
 
 4 But 't is our God supports our frame 
 
 The God who formed us first; 
 
 Praise be to his almighty name, 
 
 That reared us from the dust. 
 
 5 While we have breath, or life, or tongues, 
 
 Our Maker we'll adore; 
 His Spirit moves our heaving lungs. 
 Or tbfy would breathe no more. 
 
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 TK.XCII me tbe measure of my day; 
 Thou Maker of mv frame! 
 
 I would survey life's narrow space, 
 And learn how frail I am. 
 
 2 A span is all that we can boast. 
 An inch or two of time; 
 Man is but vanity and dust, 
 }n all his tlower and prime. 
 
 o See the vain race of mortals move. 
 Like shadows o'er the plain, 
 They rage and strive, desire and love, 
 But all their noise is vain. 
 
 i 4 Some walk in honor's gaudy show; 
 Some dig for golden ore; 
 They toil for heirs they know not who, 
 And straight are seen no more. 
 
 5 What should I wish or wait for. then, 
 From creatures, earth and dust? 
 They make our expectations vain, 
 And disappoint our trust. 
 
 Now I forbid my carnal hope, 
 3Iy fond desire recall; 
 T give my mortal interest up. 
 And make my God my all. 
 
TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
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 1 HOW vain arc all thinjzs here below, 
 
 How false, and yet how fair! 
 Each pleasure has its poison, too, 
 And every sweet a snare. 
 
 2 The brightest things below the sky 
 
 Give but a flattering light: 
 We should suspect some danger nigh 
 Where we possess delight; 
 
 Our dearest joys and nearest friends, 
 
 The partners of our blood, 
 How they divide our wavering minds 
 
 And leave but half for God! 
 -1 The fondness of a creatures love, 
 
 How strong it strikes the sense! 
 Thither the warm affections move, 
 
 Nor can we call them thence. 
 •') Dear Savior! let thy beauties be 
 
 iMy soul's eternal food: 
 And grace command my heart avray 
 
 For all created good. 
 
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 1 THEE Ave adore, Eternal Name, 
 
 And humbly own to thee, 
 
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 How feeble is our mortal frame, 
 What dying worms are we! 
 
 Our wasting lives grow shorter still, 
 As months and days increase, 
 
 And every beating pulse wc tell. 
 Leaves but the numberless. 
 
 The year rolls round, and steals away 
 The breath that first it gave; 
 
 Whate'er we do, whate'er we be, 
 We're traveling to the grave. 
 
 Dangers stand thick thro' all the ground, 
 
 To push us to the tomb; 
 And fierce diseases wait around, 
 
 To hurry mortals home. 
 
 Infinite joy, or wretched wo. 
 
 Attend on every breath: 
 And yet how unconcerned we go. 
 
 Upon the brink of death! 
 
 Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sense, 
 To walk this dangerous road; 
 
 And if our souls are hurried hence, 
 May they be found with God. 
 
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 Our souls to thee commend. 
 
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 Till with them, in the land of light, 
 We dwell before thy face. 
 
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 Ul)Ou our wretched state! 
 How frail our life, how short our time. 
 Our miseries, how great! 
 
 2 How short the pleasures earth affords! 
 
 How transient and how few, 
 Compared with heaven's eternal joys, 
 And pleasures ever new. 
 
 3 Come, let us leave the things of earth 
 
 '(Whose pleasures jioisons are), 
 And haste away to Canaan's land, 
 And try our interest there. 
 
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 4 Make the extended skies your tomb, 
 Let heaven record your worth. 
 
 For know vain mortals all must die, 
 As natur's sickliest birth. 
 
 5 Would bounteous heav'n indulge my pray'r 
 A nobler choice I'd frame, 
 
 Than here to be esteemed great, 
 Or gain an earthly name: 
 
 6 But in thy book of life divine. 
 My God! inscribes my name: 
 
 There let it fill some humble place 
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 'A I would not live always; no, welcome tlie tomb; 
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 And the noontide of glory eternally reigns ? 
 
 5 There paints of all ages in harmony meet, 
 Their Savior and brethren transported to greet ; 
 While anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, 
 
 And iho smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul. 
 
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 And our wealth and fame in the dust are laid. 
 And strength decavs, and our health is riven, 
 We are happy still with our home lu lieaveu ! 
 
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 By the Spirit's strokes for its evil deeds, 
 0, then what bliss in that heart forgiven, 
 Does the hope inspire of a home in heaven! 
 Cho.— 
 
 .5 A home in heaven ! When our friends are fled 
 To the cheerless gloom of the moldering dead, 
 We wait in hope on the promise given — 
 We will meet up there in our home in heaven. 
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 1 JERUSALEM! Jerusalem! 
 It is not to behold 
 The glory of thy jasper-walls, 
 Thy streets of purest gold; 
 
 To see the twelve Apostles' names 
 Upon Ihy bulwark traced; 
 
 Thy gates — each one a solid pearl. 
 By each an angel placed; 
 
 3 The stream of life from 'neath the throne, 
 Nor yet that throne to see — 
 That I would pray, "O may my home 
 Be found at last in thee!" 
 
 4 No er.rthly eye I know hath seen 
 The glories that are thine; 
 No ear hath heard such strains as rise 
 From 'mid the host divine. 
 
 3 But O: than all thy streets can boast 
 My eager eyes would see 
 
 Jesus, the precious Lamb of God, 
 "Who died to ransom me! 
 
 "Jerusalem! Jerusalem! 
 
 Name ever dear to me, 
 O may at last my name be found,' 
 
 With Christ, my Lord, in thee! 
 
 647 lis. (FREDERICK. Page 310.) 
 
 1 on where can tlie houI find relief from its foes? 
 A shelter of safety, a home of repose? 
 Can earth's highest summit, or deepest hid vale, 
 Give a relage, nor sorrow, nor ein can a-ssail ? 
 
 2 Shall it leave the low earth, and soar to the sky, 
 And seek for a home in the mansions on high '( 
 In the bright realms of Miss will a dwelling bo given, 
 And the sonl find a home in the glory of Leaven ? 
 
 3 0? holy and pweet its rest sball be there ! 
 
 Free forever from sin, and from sorrow and care ; 
 And the loud hallehijaliH ot nngels sliall rise, 
 To welcome the sou! to its home in the skies. 
 
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 2 lie is fitting up my mansion, 
 
 Wh'.ch eternally shall stand 
 For my stay shall not be transient, 
 In that holy, happy land. 
 
 Clio. — There is rest, &c. 
 
 3 Pain nor sickness ne'er shall enter. 
 
 Grief nor woe my lot shall share, 
 But in that celestial center, 
 1 a crown of life shall wear. 
 
 Clio. — There is rest, &c. 
 
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 Death itself shall then be vanquished; 
 
 And his sting shall be withdrawn; 
 Shout for gladness, O ye ransomed! 
 
 Hail with joy the rising morn. 
 Cno. — There is rest, &c. 
 
 Sin;;, O sing, ye heirs of glory, 
 Shout your triumph as you go; 
 
 Zion's gate will open for you, 
 
 You shall find and entrance through. 
 Cno. — There is rest, &c. 
 
HEAVEN. 
 
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 And naught but sin our fears. 
 
 3 The flowers that spring along the road 
 
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 We walk o'er beds of shining ore, 
 Nor waste a wishful look. 
 
 4 We tread the path our Master trod; 
 
 We bear the cross he bore; 
 And ever}' thorn that wounds our feet 
 His temples pierced before. 
 
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 1 THERE is a land mine eye hath seen, 
 
 In visions of enraptured thought. 
 So bright that all which spreads between 
 Is with its radiant glory fraught. 
 
 2 A land upon whose blissful shore 
 
 There rests no shadow, falls no stain; 
 There those who meet shall part no more, 
 And those long parted meet again. 
 
 3 Its skies are not like earthly skies, 
 
 With varying hues of shade and light; 
 It hath no need of suns to rise. 
 To dissipate the gloom of night. 
 
 4 There sweeps no desolating wind 
 
 Across that calm serene abode: 
 
 The wand'rer there a home may find, 
 Within the paradise of God. 
 
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 1 LO! I behold the scat' ring shades, 
 
 The dawn of heaven appears; 
 The sweet immortal morning spreads, 
 Its blushes round the spheres. 
 
 2 I see the Lord of glory come, 
 
 And flaming guards around; 
 The skies divide to make him room. 
 The trumpet shakes the ground I 
 
 3 I hear the voice — "Ye dead, arise!' 
 
 And lo! the graves obey; 
 And walking saints with joyful eyes. 
 Salute th' expected day. 
 
 4 They leave the dust, and on the wing 
 
 Rise to the midway air; 
 In shining garments meet their King, 
 And low adore him there. 
 
 5 O may our humble spirits stand 
 
 Among them clothed in white. 
 The meanest place at his right hand, 
 Is infinite delight. 
 
 G How will our joy and wonder rise, 
 When our returning King, 
 Shall bear us homeward thro' the skies, 
 On love's triumphant wing! 
 
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 2 Sweet bonds that unite all the children of peace! 
 And thrice precious .lesus, whose love cannot ceaso 
 Though oft Irom thy presence in sadness I roam, 
 
 1 long to behold thee in glory, at home, 
 
 Cho. — Home, home, sweet, sweet home, &c. 
 
 3 I sigh for this body of sin to be free. 
 
 Which hinders my joy and communion with thee; 
 Though now my temptation like billows may foam, 
 AH, all will be peace, when I'm with thee at home. 
 Cho. — Home, home, sweet, sweet home, Ac, 
 
 4 While hero in the valley of conflict I stay, 
 
 give me suhmission and strength as my day; 
 
 In all my afflictions to thee would I come. 
 Rejoicing in hope of my glorious home. 
 
 Cho. — Home, home, sweet, sweet home, &c. 
 
 5 Whate'er thon deniest, give me thy grace, 
 Tiie Spirit's sure witness, and smiles of thy face; 
 Jlndue me with patience to wait at thy throne. 
 And find, even now, a sweet foretaste of home. 
 
 Cho. — Home, home, sweet, sweet home, &c. 
 
 6 I long dearest Lord, in thy beauties to shine; 
 No more as an exile in sorrow to pine; 
 
 And in thy dear image arise fiom the tomb. 
 With glorified millions to praise thee at home. 
 
 Cho. — Home, home, sweet, sweet home, &c. 
 
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 1 PRAISE to the Lord, for they are past. 
 They are gone safe before; 
 They've borue the wildest tempest-blast, 
 And heard the last storm's roar. 
 
 - Mourners they were — they weep not now; 
 Sick — now they know not pain: 
 And glory shines on every brow 
 Of that once feeble train. 
 
 3 blest, and beautiful, and bright, 
 How fair their white robes gleam! 
 O to behold the glorious sight, 
 "Without a vail between! 
 
 4 Yet once like us with trembling fear, 
 Their unknown path they viewed; 
 Now, God has wiped away each tear, 
 From all that multitude. 
 
 5 Shout! they have gained their rest at last. 
 The port where they would be; 
 Thro' adverse gales and tempest's blast, 
 Their foU'wers still are we. 
 
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 1 .JERUSALEM, my glorious home ! 
 
 Name ever dear to me; 
 When shall my labors have an end, 
 In joy, and peace, and thee? 
 
 2 When shall these eyes thy heaven-built 
 
 And pearly gates behold? [walls 
 
 Thy bulwarks with salvation strong, 
 And streets of shining gold? 
 
 3 O, when thou city of my God, 
 
 Shall I thy courts ascend, 
 Where congregations ne'er break up, 
 And Sabbaths never end? 
 
 4 There happier bow'rs than Eden's bloom 
 
 Nor sin nor sorrow know; 
 Blest seats! thro' rude and storniy scenes 
 I onward press to you. 
 
 5 Why should I shrink at pain or woe? 
 
 Or feel at death dismay? 
 I've Canaan's goodly laud in view, 
 And realms of endless day. 
 
 6 Apostles, martyrs, prophets there. 
 
 Around my Savior stand; 
 And soon my friends in Christ below 
 Will join the glorious band. 
 
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 There's an end of war forever; 
 Wc shall see our foes no more; 
 
 All our conflict then shall cease, 
 
 Followed by eternal peace. 
 
 2 After warfare, rest is pleasant: 
 O how sweet the prospect is! 
 
 Though we toil and strive at present, 
 Let us not repine at this: 
 
 Toil, and pain, and conflict past, 
 
 All endear repose at last. 
 
 3 When we gaip the heavenly regions, 
 
 When we touch the heavenly shore — 
 Blessed thought! — no hostile legions 
 
 Can alarm or trouble more: 
 Far beyond the reach of foes, 
 We shall dwell in sweet repose. 
 
 4 O that hope! how bright, how glorious! 
 
 'Tis his people's blesi reward; 
 In the Savior's strength victorious, 
 
 They at length behold their Lord: 
 In his Kingdom they shall rest. 
 In his love be fully blest. 
 
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 2 Then ho talks of the flowers, th' nnsnllied stream 
 That flows through the paradise of God ; 
 And lie loD^s to wake from life's troubled dream, 
 To walk those golden streets abroad. 
 
 3 He's weary and sick of this world's nide strife, 
 And pant's for a holy, peaceful clime; 
 To glow with the vigor of endless lite. 
 And be compassed no more by the bounds of time. 
 
 4 niB eye is fixed on the world to come. 
 
 He walks by faith through this vale of care, 
 And o(t inquires, as he draws near home. 
 With arixjons heart— Are we almost there? 
 
 5 They bid him look at the charms of earth, 
 At the boasted trophies man doth rear; 
 To enter the giddy halls of mirth ; 
 But, ah ! how vain do they all appear ! 
 
 For he's had an earnest of those joys 
 Which the righteoHs alone can ever share ; 
 
 He turns with contempt from these earthly toys. 
 And fervently asks — Aie we almost there? 
 
 7 He is waiting to hear the trumpet sound. 
 And to meet his Savior in the air ! 
 The day star dawns— 8fX)n, with joyous bound. 
 He can say indeed— We are aJmost there. 
 
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 2 We Hpeak of its patliways of gold — 
 
 Its walls, decked with jewels so rare- 
 Its wonders and pleasures untold; 
 Hut what must it l)«i to there? 
 
 Clio — Oh, what must it be, ic. 
 
 3 We cpeak of its freedom from sin, 
 
 From s<)rrr)w. tenii)tation, and care — 
 From trials withotit and within : 
 But what must it he to he there? 
 Cuo. — Oh, what must it he, Ac. 
 
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 The robes which the glorified wear; 
 The church of the first-born above : 
 But what must it be to be there ? 
 Cho. — Oh, what must it be, Ac. 
 
 5 Lord, amidst gladness or woe. 
 For heaven our spirits prepare; 
 And shortly we also shall know, 
 .\nd feel what it is to be there. 
 
 Cuo.- Oh, what must it be, &c. 
 
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 1 GIVE mc the wings of faith to rise, 
 Within the vail and see 
 The saints above — how great their joys: 
 How bright their glories be ! 
 
 2 Once they were mourning here below. 
 And wet their couch with tears; 
 They wrestled hard, as we do now, 
 With sins, and doubts, and fears. 
 
 I ask them whence their victory came; 
 
 They, with united breath. 
 Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, 
 
 Their triumphto his death. 
 
 4 They marked the footsteps that he trod, 
 His zeal inspired their breast; 
 And, following their incarnate Lord, 
 Possess the promised rest. 
 
 Our glorious Leader claims our praise 
 For his own pattern given, 
 "While the long cloud of witnesses 
 bhow the same path to heaven. 
 
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 1 WHAT, if our bark, o'er life's rough wave, 
 By adverse winds be driven, 
 And howling tempests round us rave? — 
 There are no tears in heaven. 
 
 2 What, though affliction be our lot. 
 
 Our hearts with anguish riven! 
 Still, let it never be forgot — 
 There are no tears in heaven. 
 
 3 Our sweetest joys here vanish all. 
 
 And fade like hues at even; 
 Our brightest hopes like meteors fall — 
 There are no tears in heaven. 
 
 4 The mourner sad, who, drowned in grief, 
 
 Hath long in sorrow striven. 
 Shall find, at last, a sweet relief — 
 Tears wiped away in heaven. 
 
 5 Thou, God, our joy and rest shall be, 
 
 And sorrow far be driven; 
 And sin and death forever flee; 
 There are no tears in heaven. 
 
 There, from the blooming tree of life 
 The healing fruit is given; 
 There, there shall cease the painful strife; 
 There are no tears in heaven. 
 
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 L.^ 'Tis not refreshed by vernal showers; 
 It never needs the moon-beam pale — 
 For there are known no evening hours. 
 
 3 No: for that world is ever bright 
 
 AVith purest radiance all its own: 
 The streams of uncreated light 
 Flow round it from th' eternal throne. 
 
 4 It is all holy and serene, 
 
 The laud of glory and repose; 
 No cloud obscures the radiant scene; 
 There not a tear of sorrow Hows. 
 
 5 In vain the curious, searching eye 
 
 May seek to view the fair abode, 
 Or find it in the starry sky: 
 It is the dwelling-place of God, 
 
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 1 An alien from God and a fitranger to grace, 
 
 1 wander throu};h earth, its gay plrasures to trace ; 
 In the pathway of sin I continue to roam, 
 Unmindful, alas ! that it leads me from home. 
 
 Hume, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 Savior, direct me to Leaven, my home. 
 
 2 The pleasures of earth I have seen fade away, 
 They bloom for a season, but soon they decay ; 
 But pleiusures more lasting, in Jesus are given 
 {»alv;ition on earth, and a mansion in heaven. 
 
 Home, liome, sweet, sweet home. 
 The saintd in those mansions are ever at home. 
 
 3 Allure me no longer, ye false glowing charms, 
 The Savior invites me, I'll go to his arms ; 
 
 At the banquet of mercy, I hear there is room, 
 O there may I feast witli his children at home! 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet borne, 
 JesuH, conduct me lo heaven, my home! 
 -J Farewell, vain amusements— my follies, adieu, 
 While Jesu«, and heaven, and glory I view; 
 
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 The foretaste of heaven, sweet Leaven, my home. 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 when shall I fchare the fruition of home. 
 The days otmy exile are passing away. 
 The time is approaching, when Jesus shall say, 
 Well done failhfiil servant, sit down on my throne, 
 And dwell in luy presence for ever at home. 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 there I shall lest with the Savior at home. 
 Affliction and sorrow, and death shall be o,er. 
 The tiaints shall unite to be parted no more, 
 Their loud liallelujahs fill heaven's high dome. 
 They dwell with the Savior forever at home. 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet heme, 
 They dwell with the Savior for ever at home. 
 
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 ON Zion's glorious summit stood 
 A num'rous host redeemed by blood; 
 They hymned their King in strains divine, 
 I heard the song and strove to join. 
 Here all who suffered sword or flame 
 For truth, or Jesus' lovely name, 
 Shout vict'ry now% aud hail the Lamb, 
 And bow before the great I AM. 
 While everlasting ages roll. 
 Eternal love shall feast their soul, 
 And scenes of bliss for ever new 
 Else in succession to their view. 
 4 O sweet employ to sing and trace 
 
 Th' amazing bights and depths of grace; 
 
 And spend, frou\ sin and sorrow free, 
 
 A blissful, vast eternity! 
 
 O what a sweet exalted song, 
 
 When every tribe and every tongue, 
 
 Redeemed by blood, with Christ appear, 
 
 And joined in one full chorus there! 
 
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 And we shall be where tempests cease, 
 And surges swell no more. 
 
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 4 A few more struggles here, 
 
 A few more partings o'er, 
 A few more toils, a few more tears, 
 And we shall weep no more. 
 
 Cuo.— Then, O my Lord. &c. 
 
 5 A few more meetings here 
 
 Shall cheer us on our way; 
 And we shall reach the endless rest, 
 Th' eternal Sabbath day. 
 
 Cl'o. — Then, O my Lord. <S:c. 
 
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 1 !MY heavenly home is bright and fair, 
 No pain nor death can enter there; 
 Its glit'ring towers the sun outshine, 
 That heavenly mansion shall be mine. 
 
 Cno. — I'm going home, &c- 
 
 2 My Father's house is built on high, 
 Far, far above the starry sky; 
 When from this earthly prison free. 
 That heavenly mansion mine shall be. 
 
 Cho. — I'm going home, &c. 
 
 3 While here a stranger far from home. 
 Affliction's waves may round me foam. 
 And though, like Lazarus, sick and poor, 
 My heavenly mansion is secure. 
 
 Cho. — I'm going home, &c. 
 
 4 Let others seek a home below, 
 
 Which flames devour or waves o'erflow; 
 r>o mine the happier lot to own 
 A heavenly mansion near the throne. 
 Clio. — I'm going home, &c. 
 
 5 Then fail this earth, let stars decline, 
 And sun and moon refuse to shine, 
 All nature sink and cease to be — 
 This hoavcnlv mansion stands for me. 
 
 Cno — Vm going home, <kc. 
 
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 1 O, WHAT a lonely path were ours. 
 Could we, O Father, see 
 No home of rest beyond it all, 
 No guide or help in thee! 
 
 2 But thou art near, and with us still, 
 To keep us on the way 
 That leads along this vale of tears. 
 To the bright world of dixy. 
 
 3 There shall thy glory, O our God! 
 Break fully on our view; 
 And we, thy saints, rejoice to fmd 
 That all thy word was true. 
 
 4 There Jesus on his heavenly throne. 
 Our wondering ej'es shall see; 
 While we the blest associates there. 
 Of all his joy shall be. 
 
 Sweet hope! we leave without a sigh 
 A blighted world like this; 
 
 To bear the cross despise the shame, 
 For all that wciirht of bliss. 
 
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 And pains and groans, and griefs and fears,' 
 
 And death itself shall die." j 
 
 How long, dear Savior, O how long 
 
 Shall this bright hour delay? i 
 
 Fh' swifter round, ye wheels of time, 
 
 And bring the welcome day. 
 
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 1 THERE is a land of pure delight, 
 
 Where saints immortal reign; 
 Infinite day excludes the night. 
 And pleasures banish pain. 
 
 2 There everlasting spring abides, 
 
 And ncver-with'ring flowers; 
 Death, like a narrow sea, divides 
 That heavenly laud from ours. 
 
 Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood. 
 Stand dressed in living green; 
 
 So to the Jews old Canaan stood, 
 While Jordan rolled between. 
 
 But tim'rous mortals start and shrink 
 
 To cross this narrow sea; 
 And linger shiv'ring on the brink. 
 
 And fear to launch away. 
 
 O, could we make our doubts remove — 
 These gloomy doubts that rise — 
 
 And see the Canaan that we love. 
 With unbeclouded eyes; 
 
 Could wo but climb where Moses stood. 
 And view the landscape o'er — [flood. 
 
 Not Jordan's streams, nor death's colt) 
 Could fright us from the shore. 
 
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 1 YE weary, heavy-laden souls, 
 
 Who are oppressed sore, 
 Ye trav'lers through the M'ilderness, 
 To Canaan's peaceful shore; 
 
 2 Through chilling winds, and beating rain, 
 
 And waters deep and cold, 
 
 And enemies surrounding you, 
 
 Take courage and be bold! 
 
 3 For Canaan's land is just before, 
 
 fcJweet spring is coming on; 
 A few more beating winds and rains, 
 And winter will be gone. 
 
 4 Methinks I now begin to see 
 
 The borders of that land; 
 The trees of life, with heavenly fruit, 
 In beauteous order stand. 
 
 5 what a glorious sight appears 
 
 To my believing eyes; 
 Methinks I see Jerusalem, 
 A city in the skies: 
 
 6 Bright angels whispering me away — 
 
 "O come, my brother, come!" 
 And I am willing to be gone. 
 To my eternal homo. 
 
 1 1 ON Jordans stormy banks I stand, 
 And cast a wishful eye 
 To Canaan's fair and happ}' land. 
 Where my possessions lie. 
 
 2 Oh the transporting rapt'rous scene, 
 
 That rises to my sight! 
 Sweet fields arrayed in living green, 
 And rivers of delight. 
 
 3 There generous fruits that never fail. 
 
 On trees immortal grow; 
 There rocks and hills, and brooks and vales, 
 With milk and honey flow. 
 
 4 All o'er those wide extended plains 
 
 Shines one eternal day; 
 There God the Son for ever reigns 
 And scatters night away. 
 
 5 No chilling winds, nor pois'nous breath 
 
 Can reach that healthful shore; 
 Sickness and sorrow, pain and death. 
 Are felt and feared no more. 
 
 6 When shall I reach that happy place. 
 
 And be forever blest? 
 When shall I see my Father's face. 
 And in his bosom rest? 
 
HEAVEN. 
 
 Filled with delight, my raptured soul 3 Pure arc the joys above the sky 
 
 Can here no longer stay; 
 Though Jordan's ^^•avcs around Die roll, 
 Fearless I'd launch away. 
 
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 1 2\0R eye has seen, nor ear has heard, 
 
 Nor sense nor reason known, 
 What joys the Father has preparea 
 For those that love the Son. 
 
 2 But the good spirit of the Lord, 
 
 Reveals a heaven to come; 
 
 The beams of glory in his word, 
 
 Allure and guide us home. 
 
 And all the regions peace; 
 No wanton lips, nor envious eye 
 Can see or taste the bliss. 
 
 4 Those holy gates forever bar 
 Pollution, sin and shame; 
 None shall obtain admittance there, 
 But followers of the Lamb. 
 
 5 He keeps the Father's book of life, 
 There all their names are found; 
 The hypocrite in vain shall strive 
 To tread the heavenly ground. 
 
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 1 HEAVEN is a place of rest from sin, 
 
 But all who hope to enter there, 
 3Iust here that holy course begin. 
 
 Which shal' their souls for rest prepare. 
 
 2 Clean hearts, God, in us create. 
 
 Right spirits, Lord, in us renew, 
 Commence we now that higher state, 
 Now do thy will as angels do. 
 
 3 A life in heaven! O what is this! 
 
 The sum of all that faith believed. 
 Fulness of joy and depth of bliss. 
 Unseen, unfathomed, unconceived. 
 
 4 While thrones, dominions, princedoms, 
 powers, 
 And saints made perfect, triumph thus, 
 A goodly heritage is ours. 
 There is a heaven on earth for us. 
 
 6 The church of Christ, the school of grace, 
 I The Spirit teaching by the word; 
 In those our Savior's .'^teps we trace, 
 By this his living voice is heard. 
 
 C Firm in his footsteps may we tread, 
 Leain ever}- lesson of his love, 
 And MC from grace to glory led, 
 From heaven below, to he iven above. 
 
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 1 THERE is no night in heaven: 
 lu that blest world above, 
 AVork never can bring weariness — 
 For work itself is love. 
 
 t There is nq grief in heaven: 
 For life is one glad day, 
 And tears are of those former things 
 , Which all have passed away. 
 
 3 There is no want in heaven: 
 The Lamb of God supplies 
 Life's tree of twelve-fold fruitage still, 
 Life's spring which never dries. 
 
 4 There is no sin in heaven: 
 
 Behold that blessed throng! 
 All holy is their spotless robe, 
 All holy is their song. 
 
 5 There is no death in heaven: 
 
 For they who gain that shore 
 Have won their immortality, 
 And they can die no more. 
 
 6 There is no death in heaven: 
 
 But when the Christian dies. 
 The angels wait his parted soul, 
 And waft it to the skies. 
 
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 'Mid th' angelic lyres above, 
 Hark! their songs melodious rise, 
 
 Sonss of praise to .Tesus' love! 
 Ha]>]iy sjiirits, ye are fled, 
 
 WIhmc no grief can entrance find, 
 Lulled to rest the aching head, 
 
 Soothed the anguish of the mind. 
 
 3 All is tranquil and serene. 
 
 Calm and undisturbed repose; 
 There no cloud can intervene, 
 
 There no angry tempest blows! 
 Every tear is wiped away, 
 
 Sighs no more shall heave the breast, 
 Night is lost in endless day, 
 
 borrow in eternal rest- 
 
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 1 !MY days are gliding swiftly by, 
 
 And I a pilgrim stranger, 
 "Would not detain them as they fly- 
 Those hours of toil and danger. 
 Cho — For now we stand, &c. 
 
 2 We'll gird our loins, my brethren dear, 
 
 Our heavenly home discerning; 
 Our absent Lord has left us word, 
 Let every lamp be burning. 
 Cno. — For now we stand, &c. 
 
 3 Should coming days be cold and dark, 
 
 We need not cease our singing; 
 
 That perfect rest naught can molest 
 
 AVhere golden harps are ringing. 
 
 Cno — For now we stand, «&c. 
 
 Let sorrow's rudest tempest blow. 
 Each chord on earth to sever, [home, 
 
 Our King says come, and there's our 
 For everl O, for ever! 
 Cno. — For now we stand, <S:c. 
 
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 1 LORD, I believe a rest remains, 
 To all thy people known, 
 A rest where pure enjoyment reigns, 
 And thou art loved alone. 
 
 2 A rest where all our soul's desire 
 Is fixed on things above — 
 Where fear, and sin, and grief expire, 
 Cast out by perfect love. 
 
 3 O that I now the rest might know. 
 Believe and enter in! 
 Now, Savior, now thy power bestow, 
 And let me cease from sin. 
 
 4 Remove this hardness from my heart, 
 This unbelief remove; 
 To me the rest of faith impart — 
 The sabbath of thy love. 
 
 5 I would be thine, thou knowest I would, 
 And have thee all my own; 
 Thee, O my all-sufflcient good, 
 I want, and thee alone. 
 
 6 Thj^ name to me, thy nature grant! 
 This — only this be given — 
 Nothing beside my God I want 
 Nothing in earth or heaven. 
 
 677 L. M. (^'UNDA. Page 333.) 
 
 1 O HAPPY saints, that dwell in light, 
 And walk with Jesus clothed in white. 
 Safe landed on that peaceful shore, 
 Where pilgrims meet to part no more. 
 
 2 Released from sorrow, sin and strife, 
 Death was the gate to endless life, 
 
 And now they range the heavenly plains, 
 And sins his love in melting strains. 
 
 3 They gaze upon his beauteous face. 
 And tell the wonders of his grace; 
 Or, overwhelmed with raptures sweet, 
 Sink down, adoring at his feet. 
 
 4 Ah, Lord! with faltering steps I creep, 
 And sometimes sing, and sometimes weep; 
 When shall I wake in heaven, to prove 
 The bights and depths of Jesus' love? 
 
MEETING 
 
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 1 LORD, when together here me meet, 
 
 And taste thy heavenly grace, 
 
 Thy smiles are so divinely sweet, 
 
 We're loth to leave the place. 
 
 2 But, Father, since it is thy will 
 
 That we must part again, 
 O, may thy special presence still 
 With every one remain. 
 
 3 And let us all in Christ be one, 
 
 Bound with the chords of love; 
 Till we, before thy glorious throne, 
 Shall joyful meet above. 
 
 4 All sin and sorrow from each heart 
 
 Shall then for ever fly; 
 Nor shall a thought that we must part 
 Once interrupt our joy. 
 
 AND PARTING. 
 
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 1 1 COME, let us strike our harps afresh 
 i To great Jehovah's name; 
 
 Sweet be the accents of our tongues 
 ' When we his love proclaim. 
 I 2 'Twas by his bidding we were called 
 ' In pain a while to part; 
 I 'T is by his care we meet again, 
 
 And gladness fills our heart. 
 ! 3 Blest be the hand that has preserved 
 I Our feet from every snare, 
 I And bless the goodness of the Lord, 
 j Which to this hour we share. 
 
 4 O, may the Spirit's quickening power 
 
 Now sanctify our joy, 
 And warm our zeal in works of love. 
 Our talents to employ. 
 
 5 Fast, fast as minutes fly away; 
 
 I Soon shall our wand'rings cease; 
 j Then with our Father we shall dwell 
 ' A family of peace. 
 
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 2 Though in distant lands we sigh, 
 Parched beneath the hostile sky; 
 Though the deep between us rolls, 
 Friendship shall unite our souls; 
 And in faith's well-known domain 
 Within the vail we'll meet again. 
 
 When the dreams of life are fled, 
 When its wasted lamps are dead, 
 When in cold oblivion's shade. 
 Beauty, wealth, and fame are laid- 
 Where immortal spirits reign, 
 There may we all meet again. 
 
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 2 When shall love freely flow 
 
 Pure as life's river'? 
 AVhen shall sweet friendship glow 
 
 Changeless for ever'? 
 Where joys celestial thrill, 
 Where bliss each heart shall fill, 
 And fears of parting chill — 
 
 Never— no, never! 
 
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 Up to that world of light 
 
 Take us dear Savior; 
 May we all there unite, 
 
 Happy for ever; 
 Where kindred spirits dwell, 
 There may our music swell, 
 And time our joys dispel, 
 Never — no, never! 
 
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 3 What troubles hare we seen! 
 
 What contlicts have we passed! 
 Fightings without and fears within, 
 JSince wc assembled l.:^t; 
 
 4 But out of all the Lord 
 
 Hath brought us by his love; 
 And still he doth his help aflbrd, 
 And hides our life above. 
 
 6 Then let us make our boast 
 Of his redeeming i)ower, 
 Which saves us to the uttermost, 
 Till we can sin no more: 
 
 C Let us take up the cross, 
 Till we the crown obtain, 
 And gladly reckon all things loss, 
 So we may Jesus gain. 
 
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 1 MY dearest friends, in bonds of love. 
 Our hearts in sweetest union prove, 
 Your friendship's like a drawing band, 
 Yet we must take the parting hand. 
 
 2 Your presence sweet, your union dear. 
 Your words delightful* to my ear; 
 And when I see that we must part, 
 You draw like chords around my heart. 
 
 3 How sweet the hours have passed away. 
 When we have met to sing and pray, 
 How loath I've been to leave the place 
 AVhen Jesus shows his smiling face. 
 
 4 O could I stay with friends so kind, 
 How would it cheer my struggling mind! 
 But duty makes me understand. 
 
 That we must take the parting hand. 
 
 5 And since it is God's holy will, 
 We must be parted for a while, 
 In sweet submission all in one, 
 We'll say our Father's wiil be done. 
 
 G Dear fellow-youth in Christian tics, 
 Who seek for mansions in the skies: 
 Fight on, you'll win the happy shore, 
 Where parting hands arc known no more. 
 
 7 How oft I've seen the flowing tears, 
 j And heard you tell your hopes and fears; 
 Your hearts with love have seem'd to flame, 
 J Which makes me hope we'll meet again. 
 
 I 8 Ye mourning souls, in sad surprise, 
 I Jesus remembers all your cries; 
 ' O taste his grace, in all that land 
 I We'll no more take the parting hand. 
 
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 2 Praise God for what your ears have heard, 
 
 For what your eyes have seen; 
 Praise him for what has here occurred — 
 For all you feel within. 
 
 3 Improve the strength you here have gain'd, 
 
 To do God's holy will; 
 Improve the knowledge here attained, 
 To love and serve him still. 
 
 4 Let not the world have cause to say 
 
 You've served your God for nought; 
 But grow in grace, from day to day, 
 As you have here been taught. 
 
 5 Farewell — and to your homes repair; 
 
 And as you pass along, 
 Employ your hearts in humble prayer, 
 Andraise to God a song. 
 
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 1 BLEST be the dear uniting love, 
 
 That will not let us part: 
 Our bodies may far ofl" remove, 
 We still are one in heart. 
 
 2 Joined in one spirit to our Head, 
 
 Where he appoints we go, 
 And still in Jesus' footsteps tread. 
 And show his praise below. 
 
 3 O may we ever walk in him, 
 
 And nothing know beside; 
 Nothing desire, nothing esteem, 
 But Jesus crucified. 
 
 4 Closer and closer let us cleave 
 
 To his beloved embrace, 
 Expect his fulness to receive. 
 And grace to answer grace. 
 
 5 Partakers of the Savior's grace, 
 
 The same in mind and heart; 
 Nor joy nor grief, nor time nor place, 
 Nor life nor death can part. 
 
 6 But let us hasten to the day 
 
 Which shall our flesh restore; 
 When death shall all be done away, 
 And bodies part no more. 
 
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 1 HAIL, sweetest, dearest tie, that binds 
 
 Our glowing hearts in one; 
 Hail, sacred hope, that tunes our minds 
 To harmony divine. 
 
 2 It is the hope, the blissful hope, 
 
 Which Jesus' grace has given — 
 The hope when days and years are past, 
 We all shall meet in heaven. 
 
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 3 What though the northern -wintry blast 
 
 Shall howl around our cot; 
 What though beneath an eastern sun 
 Be cast our distant lot. 
 
 4 From eastern shores, from northern lands, 
 
 From western hill and plain, 
 From .southern climes, the brother-bands 
 May hope to meet again. 
 
 5 From Bu rmah' s shores, from Af ric's strand, 
 
 From India" s burning plain, 
 From Euro]>e. fr(»m Columbia's land, 
 "We hope to meet again. 
 
 6 No lingering look, nor parting sigh, 
 
 Our future meeting knows; 
 There friendship beams from every eye, 
 And love immortal glows. 
 
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 NOW, pilgrims, let us go in peace, 
 While through this world we rove; 
 
 Till all these parting moments cease, 
 And we shall meet above. 
 
 Though trials here our souls annoy, 
 
 Anil foes beset the road. 
 We're hastening to eternal joy. 
 
 Where we shall rest with God- 
 
 Let us rejoice in God our King, 
 While pilgrims here we rove. 
 
 And join with heart and voice to sing 
 The wonders of his lov?. 
 
 4 Soon we shall reach the heavenly land, 
 And tread the peaceful shore; 
 An<l there unite a glorious band, 
 Our Jesus to adore. 
 
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 1 NOW brethren, though we part, 
 
 And to our homes repair — 
 May we be true, and joined in heart, 
 Like friends of Jesus are. 
 
 2 O let us still proceed 
 
 In Jesus' work below; 
 And foll'wing our triumphant Head, 
 ' To further conquest go. 
 
 ': 3 The vineyard of the Lord 
 } Before his lab'rers lies; 
 j And,lo! we see the vast reward 
 AYhich waits us in the skies, 
 
 O let our heart and mind 
 
 With every day ascend, 
 That haven of repose to find. 
 
 Where all our labors end. 
 
 When all our toils are o'er, 
 Our suffering and our pain, 
 
 We'll meet on that celestial shore. 
 And never part again. 
 
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 2 Jesus, pardon all our follies. 
 While together we have been; 
 
 Make us humble, make us holy. 
 Cleanse us all from every sin. 
 
 Farewell brethren, farewell sisters. 
 Till we all shall meet again. 
 
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 j3 May thy blessing. Lord, go with us 
 '; To each one's respective home, 
 : And the presence of our Jesus, 
 Rest upon us every one. 
 Farewell brethren, farewell sisters. 
 Till wc all shall meet at home. 
 
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 AVheve all but love is done away; 
 
 All cause of parting there is past; 
 
 Their social feasl will ever last. 
 3 Such union here is sought in vain. 
 
 As there in every heart will reign; 
 
 There separations can't compel, 
 
 The saints to bid the sad farewell. 
 
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 And find the passing moments sweet; 
 Time's rapid motions soon compel, 
 "With grief to say — dear friends, farewell. 
 
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 When saints shall meet in heaven, their 
 Eternally with Christ to dwell, 
 
 Nor ever hear the sound, farewell. 
 
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 S This, only this, we humbly crave, 
 While earth is our abode, 
 That we with Christ and saints may have 
 Communion on the road. 
 4 For since our fellowship below 
 AtTords such joy and love, 
 "We long its full extent to know, 
 When we shall meet above. 
 
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 1 PILGRIMS, with pleasure let us part, 
 Since we are of one mind and heart; 
 No length of days, no distant place. 
 Can ever break these bands of grace. 
 
 2 Parting with joy, we'll join and sing 
 The wonders ot our bleeding King; 
 Our distant bodies may remove, 
 But nothing can divide our love. 
 
 3 In vain may earth and hell combine 
 To quench that love which is divine; 
 It will not cease with dying breath, 
 Nor cool when we are cold in death. 
 
 4 Now, joined in love in Jesus' name. 
 Let's part and fly to spread his fame. 
 That other souls may leave their woe, 
 And join with us in glory too. 
 
 5 A few more rolling days and years, 
 Shall bring a period to our tears, 
 Soon shall we reach the blissful shore, 
 Where parting shall be known no more. 
 
 6 There shall our souls adore the hand 
 That led us through this desert land, 
 Lose all our griefs, forget our pains, 
 And join in everlasting strains. 
 
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 2 Look up, beyond these clouds! 
 
 Thither thy pathway lies; 
 Mount up, away, and linger not. 
 Thy goal is yonder skies. 
 
 3 Cast every weight aside! 
 
 Do battle with each sin; 
 Fight with the faithless world without, 
 The faithless heart within. 
 
 4 Take thy first mcul with God! 
 
 He is thv heavenlv food; 
 
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 Feed with and on him; he with thee 
 Will feast in brotherhood. 
 
 5 Take thy first walk with God! 
 
 Let him co forth with thee; 
 By stream or sea or mountain-path, 
 Seek still his company. 
 
 6 Thy first transaction be 
 
 With God himself above; 
 So shall thy busines.s prosper well, 
 And all the day be love. 
 
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 3 I've seen thy glory and thy power. 
 Through all thy temples sjiine; 
 My God, repeat that heavenly hour. 
 That vision so divine. 
 
 4 Thus, till my last expiring day, 
 I'll bless my God and King: 
 Thus will I lift my hands to pray, 
 And tune my lips to sing. 
 
 
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 2 Thebreezes waft their cries Up to Jehovah's throne; He listens to their heaving Bighs, And sends hia blessings down. 
 
 
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 3 So Jesus rose to i)ray 
 
 Before the morning light; 
 Or on the chilling mount did stay, 
 And wrestle all the nicrht. 
 
 4 Glory to God on high, 
 
 AVho sends his blessings down 
 To rescue souls condemned to die, 
 And make his people one. 
 
MOUNIKG HYMNS. 
 
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 3 Let all thy converse be sincere, 
 
 Thy conscience as the noon-day clear! 
 Think how th' all-seeing God thy ways 
 And every secret thought surveys. 
 
 4 Glory to God, who safe hath kept, 
 And hath refreshed me while I slept. 
 Grant, Lord, when I from death shall w 
 1 may of endless life partake. 
 
 697 c. M. 
 
 1 LORD, in the morning thou shalt hear 
 My voice ascending high; 
 To thee I will direct my prayer, 
 To thee lift up mine eye. 
 
 - Up to the hills where Christ is gone 
 To plead for all his saints. 
 Presenting at his Father's throne 
 Our songs and our complaints. 
 
 3 Thou art a God before whose sight 
 
 The wicked shall not stand; 
 
 Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, 
 
 Nor dwell at thy right' hand. 
 
 4 But to thy house will I resort, 
 
 To taste thy mercies there, 
 I will frequent thine holy court, 
 And worship in thy fear. 
 
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 5 O may thy Spirit guide my feet 
 In ways of righteousness; 
 Make every path of duty straight, 
 And plain before my face. 
 
 698 s. M. 
 
 1 THE night is past and gone. 
 The evening shades are fled; 
 O may each morning bring to mind 
 Our rising from the dead! 
 
 I 2 We put our garments on, 
 j Our labor to pursue; 
 So in the resurrection morn 
 Saints shall be clothed anew. 
 
 '3 Lord, keep us safe this day, 
 Support us by thine arm; 
 3Lay angels guard us on our way, 
 fcecure from every harm. 
 
 4 Now may we all as one 
 
 The Christian course pursue; 
 And with new strength and courage run 
 To win the prize in view. ^ 
 
 5 And when our nights are past, 
 
 And time bears us away, 
 3Iay v.e possess a crown of life 
 In an eternal day. 
 
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 And finding there "the house of God, 
 At "heaven's gate" close the day. 
 
 4 When midnight seals our eyes, 
 Let each in spirit say, 
 "1 sleep, but my heart waketh. Lord, 
 With thee to watch and pray. 
 
 HEEER. 
 
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 3 'T is he supports my mortal frame, 
 My tongue shall speak his praise: 
 My sins would rouse his wralh to flame, 
 And yet his •vvrath delays. 
 
 5 A thousand wrctehed souls are fled, 
 since the last setting sun, 
 And yet thou Icngth'nest out my thread, 
 And yet my moments run. 
 
 4 On a poor worm thy power might tread, 
 And I could ne'er withstand: 
 Thy Justice might have crushed mc dead 
 JJut mercy held thy hand. 
 
 6 Dear God, let all my hours be thine, 
 AVhilst I enjoy the light; 
 Then shall my sun in smiles decline, 
 And bring a pleasant night. 
 
 EVENING HYMNS. 
 
 701 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 IN mercy, Lord, remember mc, 
 Through all the hours of night, 
 And grant to me most graciously, 
 The safeguard of thy might. 
 
 With cheerful heart I close mine eyes, 
 Since thou wilt not remove; 
 
 O, in the morning let me rise 
 Rejoicing in thy love. 
 
 3 Though the night be dark and dreaiy, 
 Darkness cannot hide fromthee; 
 Thou art he who, never weary, 
 Watches where thy people be. 
 
 4 Should swift death this night o'ertake us, 
 And command us to the tomb, 
 May the morn in heaven awake us, 
 Clad in bright, eternal bloom. 
 
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 C. M. 
 
 o Or, if this night should prove my last, 
 And end my transient days, 
 Lord, take me to thy promised rest, 
 W^here I may sing thy praise. 
 
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 1 SAVIOR, breathe an evening blessing, 
 Ere repose our spirits seal; 
 Sin and want we come confessing; 
 Thou canst save and thou canst heal. 
 
 Though destructions walk around us. 
 Though the arrows past us fly. 
 
 Angel guards from thee surround us; 
 We are safe, if thou art nigh. 
 
 1 LORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray, 
 I am for ever thine; 
 I fear before thee all the day 
 Nor would I dare to sin. 
 
 And while I rest my weary head, 
 From cares and bus'ness free; 
 
 'Tis sweet conversing on my bed, 
 With my own heart and thee. 
 
 I pray this ev'ning sacrifice. 
 
 And when my work is done, 
 Great God! my faith and hope rely 
 
 Upon thy grace alone. 
 
 Thus with my thoughts compos'd to peace, 
 
 ril give mine eyes to sleep: 
 Thy hand in safety keeps my duys, 
 
 And will my slumbers keep. 
 
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 2 Forgive me. Lord, for thy dear Son, 
 Whatever ills this day I've done. 
 That with the world, myself and thee, 
 I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 
 
 3 Teach me to live, that I may dread. 
 The grave as little as my bed; 
 Teach me to die, that so I may 
 Triumphant rise at the last day. 
 
 O may my soul on thee repose, 
 And may sweet sleep m}"- eye-lids close, 
 Sleep that may me more vigorous make, 
 To serve my God when I awake. 
 
 Let my blest guardian, while I sleep; 
 Close to my bed, his vigils keep; 
 Let no vain dreams disturb my rest. 
 Nor powers of darkness me molest. 
 
 EVAN. C. M. 
 
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 2 This d:iy was God my sua and shield, 
 My keeper aud my guide. 
 His lender care o'er me was shown, 
 His mercies multiplied. 
 
 o Minutes and mercies multiplied, 
 Have made up all this day; 
 Minutes came quick, but mercies "were 
 More fleet and free than they. 
 
 4 New time, new favor, and new joys, 
 
 New songs of praise require; 
 Till I shall praise thee as 1 would, 
 Accept my heart's desire. 
 
 5 Lord of my time, whose hand hath set 
 
 New time upon my score, 
 Thee shall I praise for all my time, 
 When time shall be no more. 
 
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 1 Sn^ENTLT the shades of evening 
 
 Gather round my lowly door; 
 Silently they bring before me 
 Faces 1 shall see no more. 
 
 2 O! the lost, the unforgotten, 
 
 Though the world be oft forgot; 
 O! the shrouded and the lonely — 
 In our hearts they perish not. 
 
 3 Living in the silent hours. 
 
 Where our spirits only blend. 
 They unlinked with earthly trouble, 
 We, still hoping for its end. 
 
 4 How such holy mem'ries cluster. 
 
 Like the stars when storms are past; 
 Pointing up to that far heaven 
 We may hope to gain at last. 
 
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 1 NOW one day's journey less divides 
 Me from the world where God resides; 
 If I have walked by faith, in fear, 
 
 A stranger and a pilgrim here. 
 
 2 I've one day less my watch to keep, 
 My foes to fear, my falls to weep; 
 I've one day less to see within 
 Conflict, defeat, remorse, and sin. 
 
 3 And O, reflect, my fainting soul, 
 Thou'rt one stage nearer to the goal, 
 Thou'rt art one stage nearer to the shore. 
 Where, thou wilt grieve for sin no more. 
 
 4 If the sweet presence of thy God 
 To-day has cheered and blest thy road, 
 Think what must be that glorious place 
 Where he will never hide his face. 
 
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 2 Through all the dun - gers of the day, Thy hand was still my guard, 
 
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 As - sist the off - rings of my tongue To reach the loft - y skies. 
 And still to drive my wants a - way, Thy mer - cy stood pre • pared. 
 
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 3 Perpetual blessings from above, 
 Encompass me around; 
 But, O, how few returns of love 
 Hath my Creator found. 
 
 4 Sprinkled afresh with pardoning blood, 
 I lay me down to rest, 
 As in th' embraces of my God, 
 Or on my Savior's breast. 
 
 HEBRON. L. M. 
 
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 709 
 
 L. M. 
 
 2 On your soft bosom will I lie. 
 Forget the world, and learn to die. 
 
 O, Israel's watchful Shepherd! spread 
 Tents of angels round my bed; 
 
 3 Let not the spirits of the air, 
 While I slumber, me ensnare; 
 
 But save thy suppliant free from harms, 
 Clasped in thine everlasting arms. 
 
 4 Clouds and thick darkness are thy throne, 
 Thy wonderful pavilion. 
 
 O! dart from thence a shining ray, 
 And then my midnight shall be day! 
 
 5 Thus when the morn in crimson dressed. 
 Breaks through the windows of the East, 
 My hymns of'thankful praise shall rise 
 Like incense at morning sacrifice. 
 
 710 
 
 L. M. 
 
 1 THUS far the Lord hath led me on. 
 
 Thus far his power prolongs my days, 
 And every evening shall make known, 
 Some, fresh memorial of his grace. 
 
 2 Much of my time has run to waste. 
 
 And L perhaps, am near my home! 
 But he forgives my follies past, 
 
 He gives me strength for days to come. 
 
 3 I lay my body down to sleep; 
 
 Peace is the pillow for my head; 
 While well appointed angels keep 
 
 Their watchful stations round my bed. 
 
 4 In vain the sons of earth or-hell 
 
 Tell me a thousand frightful things — 
 My God in safety makes me dwell, 
 Beneath the shadow of his wings. 
 
 5 Faith in his name forbids my fear: 
 
 O may thy presence ne'er depart; 
 And in the morning make me hear 
 The love and kindness of thy heart. 
 
 711 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 NOW, O my soul! the circling sun 
 
 Has all his beams withdrawn; 
 Once more his daily race is run, 
 And gloomy night comes on. 
 
 2 Thus, one day more of life is gone, 
 
 A doubtful few remain: 
 Come then, review what thou hast done 
 Eternal life to gain. 
 
 3 Dost thou get forwTtrd in thy race. 
 
 As time still posts aw^ay? 
 And die to sin, and grow in grace, 
 With every passing day? 
 
 4 This day, what conquest hast thou gained? 
 
 What sin is overcome? 
 What fresh degree of grace obtained, 
 To bring thee nearer home? 
 
 5 Thus let us still our course review, 
 
 Our real state to learn; 
 And with redoubled zeal, pursue 
 Our great and chief concern. 
 
 712 
 
 L. M. 
 
 SUN of my soul, thou Savior dear. 
 It is not night if thou be near; 
 O! may no earth-born cloud arise. 
 To hide thee from thy servant's eyes I 
 
 2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep . 
 My wearied eye-lids gently steep. 
 Be my last thought— how sweet to rest 
 For ever on my Savior's breast! 
 
 3 Abide with me from morn till eve, 
 For without thee I can not live! 
 Abide with me when night is nigh, 
 For without thee I dare not die! 
 
 Thus when the night of death shall come, 4 Thou framer of the light and dark. 
 
 My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, ; Steer through the tempest thine own ark, 
 
 And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb, Amid the howling wintry sea. 
 
 With sweet salvation in the sound. We are in port if we have thee. 
 
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 2 AVe lay our garments by, 
 
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 So death will soon disrobe us all 
 Of what we here possess. 
 
 3 Lord, keep us safe this night, 
 
 Secure from all our fears; 
 May angels guard us while we sleep. 
 Till morning light appears. 
 
 of death draws near. 
 
 4 And if we early rise, 
 
 And view th' unwearied 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! 
 
 TABLE HYMNS. 
 
 714 
 
 L. M. 
 
 1 GOD from his cloudy cisterns pours 
 
 On the parched earth enriching showers; 
 The grove, the garden, and the field. 
 A thousand joyful blessings yield. 
 
 2 O bless his name, ye nations, fed 
 With nature's chief supporter — bread; 
 "While death your vital strength imparts. 
 Serve him with vigor in your hearts. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 715 
 
 L. M. 
 
 1 IF peace and plenty crown my days. 
 Then help me. Lord, to sing thy praise! 
 If bread of sorrow be my food, 
 Those sorrows work my real good. 
 
 2 Be present at our tabl?, Lord! 
 Be here, and ev(?ry where adored! 
 Thy p('i)ple bless, and grant that we 
 May feast in i)aradise with thee. 
 
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 1 GOD is the fountain whence 
 
 Ten thousand blessings flow; 
 To him my life, my health and friends, 
 And every good, I owe. 
 
 2 The comforts he afl'ords 
 
 Are neither few nor small; 
 He is the source of fresh delights, 
 My portion and my all. 
 
 717 S. M. 
 
 1 O BLESS the Lord, my soul; 
 
 Let all within me join, 
 And aid my tongue to bless his name, 
 "Whose favors are divine. 
 
 2 O, bless the Lord, my soul; 
 
 Nor let his mercies lie 
 Forgotten in unthankfulness. 
 And without juaises die. 
 
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 1 O 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 
 A tribute equal to his praise! 
 
 719 L. M. 
 
 1 BLESSINGS to God, for ever blest— 
 To God the Master of the feast — 
 Who hath for us a table spread, 
 And from his hands us creatures fed. 
 
 2 O, give us all a thankful heart; 
 Help us from evil to depart; 
 Our daily meat, Lord, let it be, 
 Thy will to do, and follow thee. 
 
 PARENTAL HYMNS. 
 
 720 
 
 S. M. 
 
 1 IN all thy ways O God, 
 
 I would acknowledge thee, 
 And seek to keep my heart and house 
 From all pollution free. 
 
 2 Where'er I have a tent, 
 An altar will I raise; 
 And thither my oblations bring, 
 Of humble prayer and praise. 
 
 3 Could I my wish obtain, 
 
 My household, Lord, should be 
 Devoted to thyself alone — 
 A nursery for thee. 
 
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 C. M. (NAOMI. Page 349.) 
 
 1 THOU, who a tender parent art, 
 
 Regard a parent's plea; 
 My offspring, with an anxious heart, 
 I now command to thee. 
 
 2 My children are my greatest care — 
 
 A charge which thou hast given, 
 In all thy graces let them share, 
 And all thy joys of heaven. 
 
 3 On me thou hast bestowed thy grace, 
 
 Be to my children kind; 
 Among thy saints give them a place, 
 And leave not one behind. 
 
 4 Happy we then shall live below, 
 
 The remnant of our days; 
 And when to brighter worlds we go, 
 Shall all resound thy praise. 
 
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 8 Cleanse their soul from every stain, 
 Through the Savior's precious blood; 
 Let them all be born again, 
 And be reconciled to God. 
 
 LIXDON. L. M. 
 
 4 For his mercy. Lord, we cry; 
 Bend thine ever-gracious ear; 
 While on thee our souls rely. 
 Hear our j^rayer, in mercy hear! 
 
 
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 3 Happy the home where prayer is heard, 
 
 And praise is want to rise; 
 Where parents love the sacred word, 
 And live but for the skies. 
 
 4 Lord I let us in our homes agree, 
 
 This blessed peace to gain; 
 Unite our hearts in love to thee, 
 And love to all will reign. 
 
 725 C. M. 
 
 1 GOD of my childhood, and my youth, 
 The guide of all my days, 
 I have declared thy heavenly truth, 
 And told thy wondrous ways. 
 
 - Wilt thou forsake my hoary hairs, 
 And leave my fainting heart? 
 Who shall sustain my sinking years, 
 If God, my strength, depart? 
 
 3 Let me thy power and truth proclaim 
 
 Before the rising age. 
 And^ leave a savor of thy name. 
 When I shall quit the stage. 
 
 4 The land of silence and of death 
 
 Attend my next remove; 
 O may these poor remains of breath 
 Teach the wide world thy love! 
 
 5 B}' long experience have I known 
 
 Thy sov'reign power to save; 
 At thy command I venture down 
 Securely to the grave. 
 
 6 When I lie buried deep in dust, 
 
 My flesh shall be thy care; 
 These withered limbs with thee I trust. 
 To raise them strong and fair. 
 
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 1 PEACE be to this habitation; 
 
 Peace to all that dwell therein; 
 Peace, the earnest of salvation; 
 
 Peace, the fruit of pardoned sin; 
 Peace, that speaks the heavenly Giver. 
 
 Peace to worldly mind unknown; 
 Peace divine, that lasts forever. 
 
 Peace, that comes from God alone. 
 
 2 Jesus, Prince of Peace, be near us, 
 
 Fix in all our hearts thy home; 
 With thy gracious presence cheer us; 
 
 Let thy sacred kingdom come; 
 Raise to heaven our exjtectation. 
 
 Give our favored souls to prove 
 Glorious and complete salvation. 
 
 In the realms of bliss above. 
 
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 The lam - i - ly Ei • ble that lay on the Btand 
 
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 2 That Bible, the volume of God's inspiration, 
 
 At morn and at evening could yield us delight , 
 The prayer of our sire was a sweet invocation 
 
 For mercy by day ami for safety through right. 
 Our hymns ot thanksgiving with harmony swelling. 
 
 All warm from the heart of a family band, 
 Half raised us from earth to that rapturous dwelling, 
 Described in the Bible, that lay ou the staud. 
 The old-lashioned Bible, ect. 
 
 3 Ye scenes of tranquility, long have we parted, 
 
 My hones almost gone, and my parents no more; 
 In sorrow and sadness I live broken-hearted. 
 
 And wamler unknown on a far distant shore. 
 Yet liowcaii I doubt my dear Savior's protection, 
 
 Kofi^etf..! ot gifts from his bountiful hand? 
 0, lot me, with patience, receive his coirection. 
 And think of the Bible, that lay on the stand. 
 The old-fashioned Bible, o!c. 
 
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 I HOW svrect, how heavenly is the sight, 
 When those who love the Lord 
 In one another's peace delight, 
 And so fulfill his word! 
 
 2 When each can feel his brother's sigh, 
 And with him bear a part! 
 When sorrow flows from eye to eye, 
 And joy from heart to heart! 
 
 3 When free from every scorn and pride 
 Our wishes all above. 
 Each can his brother's failings hide, 
 And show a brother's love! 
 
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 4 Let love, in one delightful stream, 
 
 Through every bosom tlow, 
 And union sweet, and dear esteem, 
 In every action glow. 
 
 5 Love is the golden chain that binds 
 
 The happy souls above; 
 And he's an heir of heaven who finds 
 Ilis bosom glow with love. 
 
 729 8s & 6s. (ARIEL. Page 306.) 
 
 1 I AXD my house will serve the Lord; 
 But first obedient to his word, 
 
 I must myself appear; 
 By actions, words and temper show 
 That 1 my heavenly Master know, 
 
 And serve with heart sincere. 
 
 2 I must the fair example set; 
 I From those that on my presence wait, 
 
 The stumbling-block remove; 
 I Their duty by my life explain, 
 
 And still in all my works maintain, 
 I The dignity of love. 
 
 I 3 Easy to be entreated, mild, 
 I Quicklj' appeased and reconciled, 
 A foU'wer of my God; 
 A saint indeed 1 long to be. 
 And lead my faithful family 
 In the celestial road. 
 
 Lord, if thou didst the wish infuse, 
 A vessel fitted for thy use. 
 
 Into thy hands receive: 
 "Work in me both to will and do, 
 And show them how believers true, 
 
 And real Christians live. 
 
 YOUTH. 
 
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 1 HOW happy are the young who hear 
 
 Instruction's warning; voice: 
 And who celestial wisdom make 
 Their early, only choice. 
 
 2 For she has treasures greater far 
 
 Than east or west unfold; 
 And her rewards more precious are 
 Than all their stores of gold. 
 
 i 3 She guides the young with innocence 
 In pleasure's path to tread; 
 A crown of glory she bestows 
 Upon the aged head. 
 
 ! 4 According as her labors rise, 
 
 1 So her rewards increase; 
 
 ! Ilcr ways are ways of pleasantness, 
 
 I And all her paths are peace. 
 
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 1 O, IN the morn of life, when youth 
 
 With vital ardor glows, 
 And shines in all the fairest charms 
 That beauty can disclose — 
 
 2 Deep in ,fmy] thy soul, before its powers 
 
 Are yet by vice enslaved. 
 Be [my] thy Creator's glorious name 
 . And character engraved; 
 
 3 Ere yet the shades of sorrow cloud 
 
 The sunshine of [my] thy days, 
 And cares and toils, in endless round, 
 Encompass all [my] thy ways; 
 
 4 Ere yet [my] thy heart the woes of age, 
 
 With vain regret deplore 
 And sadly muse on former joys, 
 That now return no more. 
 
 5 True wisdom, early sought and gained, 
 In age will give [me] thee rest; 
 O then improve the morn of life, 
 To make its evening blest. 
 
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 1 THE bud will soon become a flower, 
 The flower become a seed. 
 Then seize, O youth, the present hour; 
 Of that thou hast most need. 
 
 2 Do thy best always — do it now; 
 For in the present time, 
 As in the furrows of a plough, 
 Fall seeds of good or crime. 
 
 3 The sun and rain will ripen fast 
 Each seed that thou hast sown, 
 And every act and word at last 
 By its own fruit be known. 
 
 4 And soon the harvest of thy toil, 
 
 Rejoicing thou shalt reap. 
 
 Or o'er thy wild neglected soil, 
 
 Go forth in shame to weep. 
 
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 1 I.IKE mist on the raonntain, like ships on the sea, 
 S> swittly the vears < four i)ilj:riniai;e fleo ; 
 In the arrive ofcur lathesi lii>\v sioii we shall lie ! 
 L*ear childieu, to-day to aj Jeai] ^viut' Qy. 
 
 " Ho\T pweet are the flow'rets of Ap^il and i^Iny ! 
 lUit often the ir-sc nuike-i tlieiu wither away; 
 Like flowei^ yi>u may la«lo! — a'-e you re.idy to die? 
 While yet there is room to a [dear] Savior fly. 
 
 3 When Samuel wa^ >oun}5 he first knew the Lord— 
 Hu slept 111 hirt Htnile and rejoiced in his word ; 
 
 So most ofdiid's childien are early hrought nigh; 
 0, seek him lu youth— to a [dearj Saviwr fly ! 
 
 4 Do you ask me for pleasure? then lean on his breadt. 
 For there the sin-laden and weary find rest : 
 
 In the valley of death you will triumphing cry— 
 If tuia be called dying, 'tis pleasant to die. 
 
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 2 L(^! such the child, whose early feet 
 
 The paths ol peace have trod, 
 "Whose secret heart with influence sweet, 
 Is upward drawn to God. 
 
 3 Ey cool Siloam's shady rill 
 
 The lily must decay; 
 The rose that blooms beneath the hill, 
 Must shortly fade away. 
 
 4 And soon, too soon, the wintry hour 
 Of man's maturer age 
 "Will shake the soul with sorrow's power 
 And stormy passions rage. 
 
 5 O, thou, who givcst life and breath, 
 We seek thy grace alone, 
 In childhood, manhood, age and death. 
 To keep us still thine own. 
 
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 1 HAPPY is he, whose early years 
 
 Receive instructiou well, 
 Who hates the sinner's path, and fears 
 The road that leads to hell. 
 
 2 'T is easier work, if we begin, 
 
 To serve the Lord betimes: 
 While sinners who grow old in sin, " 
 Are hardened by their crimes. 
 
 3 It saves us from a thousand snares, 
 
 To mind religion young: 
 With joy it crowns succeeding years, 
 And makes our virtues strong. 
 
 4 To thee, Almighty God: to thee 
 
 Our hearts we now resign; 
 'Twill please us to look back and see 
 That our whole lives were thine. 
 
 5 Let the sweet work of prayer and praise 
 
 Emi)loy our daily breath: 
 Thus we're prepared for future days, 
 Or fit for early death. 
 
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 1 now shall the young secure their hearts, 
 
 And guard their lives from sin? 
 Thy word the choicest rules imparts, 
 To keep the conscience clean. 
 
 2 When once it enters to the mind, 
 
 It spreads such light abroad, 
 The meanest souls instructions find, 
 And raise their thoughts to God. 
 
 3 'T is like the sun a heavenly light, 
 
 That guides us all the day; 
 And through the dangers of the night, 
 A lamp to lead our way. 
 
 4 Thy precepts make me truly wise; 
 
 1 hate ihe sinner's road — 
 I hate my own vain thoughts that rise, 
 But love thy law, my God. 
 
 5 Thy word is everlasting truth; 
 
 How pure is everj^ page! 
 That holy book shall guide our youth, 
 And well support our age. 
 
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 1 YE hearts, with youthful vigor warm, 
 In smiling crowds draw near; 
 
 And turn from every mortal charm, 
 A Savior's voice to hear. 
 
 2 He, Lord of all the worlds on high. 
 Stoops to converse with you; 
 
 And lays his radiant glories by, 
 Your friendship to pursue. 
 
 3 "The soul that longs to see my face. 
 Is sure my love to gain: 
 
 And those that early seek my grace 
 Shall never seek in vain '' 
 
 4 What object, Lord, my soul should move, 
 If once compared with thee? 
 
 What beauty should command my love, 
 
 Like what in Christ I see? 
 Away, ye false delusive toys, 
 
 Vain tempters of the mind! 
 'T is here I fix my lasting choice, 
 
 And here true bliss I find. 
 
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 And seuk, for thine a-dorn-iug, [Omit ] The precious pearl of truth ; 
 
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 Go, while the heart is light, 
 Go, e'er thy strength declinetb, 
 
 While every sense is bright: 
 Sell all thou hast and buy it; 
 
 'T is worth all earthly things— 
 Kubios, and gold, and dimonds, 
 
 Scepters and crowns of kings! 
 
 Go, e'er the cloud of sorrow 
 
 Steals o'er thy bloom of youth; 
 Defer not till to-morrow; 
 
 Go now% and buy the truth. 
 Go, seek thy great Creator; 
 
 Learn early to be wise; 
 Go place upon the altar 
 
 A morning sacrifice. 
 
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 1 Be • slow, dear Lord, 
 
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 - Grace is a plant where'er it grows, 
 Of pure and heavenly root; 
 But fairest in the youngest shows, 
 And yields the sweetest fruit. 
 
 3 Ye careless ones, O hear betimes 
 
 The voice of sovereign love; 
 Your youth is stained with many crimes, 
 But mercy reigns above. 
 
 4 For you the public prayer is made, 
 
 O, join the public prayer; 
 For you the secret tear is shed; 
 O, shed yourselves a tear! 
 
 5 We pray that you may early prove 
 
 The fcSpirit's power to teach; 
 
 You cannot be too young to love 
 
 That Jesus whom we preach. 
 
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 1 JESUS, tender Shepherd, hear me! 
 
 Bles.s a little child to night; 
 Through the darkness be thou near me. 
 Watch my sleep till morning light. 
 
 2 All this day thy hand shall lead me, 
 
 And 1 thank thee for thy CLre; 
 Thou hast cloth'd me, warm'd me, fed mo, 
 Listen to my evening prayer. 
 
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 : 3 L'^t my sins be all forgiven; 
 } Bless the friends I love so well; 
 I Take me, when I die, to heaven, 
 Happy there with thee to dwell. 
 
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 WHERE shall the child of sorrow find 
 
 A place for calm repose? 
 Thou Father of the fatherless, 
 
 Pity the orphan's woes. 
 
 2 What friend have I in heaven or earth, 
 What friend to trust, but thee? 
 My father s dead; my mother's deacj; 
 My God, remember me. 
 
 3 Thy gracious promise now fulfill, 
 I And bid my trouble cease; 
 I In thee the fatherless shall find 
 Pure mercy, grace, and peace. 
 
 4 I've not a secret care or pain 
 But he that secret knows; 
 Thou Father of the fatherless, 
 Pity the orphan's woes. 
 
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 3' For we know the Lord of glory- 
 Always sees what children do, 
 And is writing now the story 
 
 Of our thoughts and actions, too. 
 4' Let our sins be all forgiven; 
 
 Make us fear whatn'er is wrong; 
 Lead us on our way to heaven, 
 There to sing a nobler song. 
 
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 1 LORD of my life, whose word of power 
 
 Did first inspire my breath, 
 Thy hand has kept mc to this hour, 
 From danger and from death. 
 
 2 Sp ired to commence another year, 
 
 The past I now review: 
 How numerous do my sins appear, 
 How great thy mercies, too! 
 
 3 I thank thee for thy tender care 
 
 Through all 1113' earlier days, 
 And for each privilege 1 share. 
 That still thy love displays. 
 
 4 For Jesus' sake, my sins forgive, 
 
 And strengthen me in grace; 
 That to thy glory 1 may live, 
 And run the Christian race. 
 
 5 Hdw long or short my course may be, 
 
 'Tis not for me to know; 
 Rut may I yield my heart to thee, 
 And in thv favor jrrow. 
 
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 1 IT is not good, Jehovah said, 
 
 For man new formed to be alone; 
 Then of his rib an help-mate made. 
 
 And man and wife pronounced but one. 
 
 2 From near his heart this rib he took, 
 
 To show the favor should be prized; 
 Not from his head, to overlook, 
 Not from his foot, to be despised. 
 
 3 Beneath his arm, to signify 
 
 Wives should authority disclaim, 
 And that protection and supply- 
 Are from the husbands due to them. 
 
 4 Bless, Lord, this newly married pair, 
 
 And make the match a blessing prove; 
 Their interest one, their joys, their care. 
 Made happy in each others love. 
 'i Jesus, we ask thy presence here; 
 O may thy face upon us shine; 
 Thy goodness more our hearts can cheer. 
 Than costliest food or richest wine. 
 
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 1 WHEN on her Maker's bosom 
 
 The newborn earth was laid. 
 And nature's opening blossom 
 
 Its fairest bloom displayed; 
 When all with fruit and flowers 
 
 The laughing soil was drest 
 And Eden's fragrant bowers 
 
 Received their human guest: 
 
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 1' No sin his fncc defiling, 
 
 The heir of rniture stood, 
 And God benignly smiling, 
 
 IJcheld that nil was good! 
 Yet in that hour of blessing, 
 
 A single want was known: 
 A want the heait distressing — 
 
 For Adam was alone! 
 3 O God of jmn' ailection! 
 
 By men and saints adored. 
 Who gavest thy protection 
 
 To Cana's uui)tial board — 
 May such thy bounties ever 
 
 To wedded love be shown, 
 And no rude hand dissever 
 
 Whom thou hast linked in one. 
 
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 746 C. M. (siLOAM. Page 353.) 
 1 LET the land mourn through all its coasts, 
 And humble all its state: 
 
 Princes and rulers at their posts, 
 Awhile sit desolate. 
 
 2 Let all the i)eople, high and low, 
 
 Kich, poor, antl great and small. 
 Invoke, in fellowship of woe, \ 
 
 The Maker of them all. ^ 
 
 3 For God hath summoned from his place. 
 
 Death in a direr form, ; 
 
 To waken, warn, and scourge our race, - 
 Than earth^iuakes, fire or storm. 
 
 4 Let churches weep within their place, : 
 
 And families apart; 
 Let eac"h in secrecy bewail * 
 
 The plague of his own heart. 
 
 5 So while the land bemoans its sin, 
 
 The pestilence may cease, 
 And mercy, temp'ring wrath, bring in 
 God's blessed health and peace. - 
 
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 1 DREAD .Jehovah! God of nations! 
 
 From thy temple in the skies, 
 
 Hear thy people's supplications. 
 
 Now for their deliv'rance rise. 
 
 2 Though our sins, our hearts confounding, '• J Lo! with deep contrition turning. 
 
 Long and loud for vengeance call. Humbly at thy feet we bend; 
 
 Thou hast mercy more abounding; H(rar us, fasting, praying, mourning; 
 
 ■Jesus' blood can cleanse Ihem all. Hear us, spare us and defend. 
 
 j3 Let that love vail our transgression; 
 Let that blcod our guilt efface; 
 Save thy people from oppression; 
 I Save from spoil thy holy place. 
 
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 2 The blessing from thy truth withdrawn, 
 Its quick'niug, saving influence gone — 
 Unwarn'd, unwakeu'd, sinners hear, 
 Nor see their awful danger near. 
 
 3 In dews unseen, or scanty showers, 
 Thy Spirit sheds its healing powers; 
 The thirsty ground is parched beneath, 
 And all is barrenness and death. 
 
 4 Yet still thy name be ever blessed, 
 On thee our hope shall safely rest: 
 Thy saints shall yet exult and sing 
 The matchless glories of their King. 
 
 Who tremble for the ark of God, 
 And know what Israel ought to do? 
 
 5 Lord, hear thy people every where, 
 
 Who meet this day to weep and prt y; 
 Our sinful land in mercy spare. 
 In mercy turn thy wrath away. 
 
 THE CLOSE OF THE YEAR. 
 
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 i now long hath God bestowed his care 
 On this indulged, ungrateful land! 
 How oft in times of danger near. 
 Preserved us by his sov'rcign hand. 
 
 2 Here peace and liberty have dwelt, 
 
 The glorious gospel brightly shone; 
 And oft our mightiest foes have felt 
 That God hath made our cause his own. 
 
 3 But, ah! both heav'n and earth have heard 
 
 Oui- vile requital of his love; 
 We, whom like children he has reared, 
 For all his care unthankful prove. 
 
 4 See! he uplifts his chastening rod! 
 
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 soul, another year. 
 
 Of thy short life is past; 
 
 I cannot long continue here, 
 
 And this may be my last. 
 
 Much of my hasty life is gone, 
 
 Nor will return again; 
 And swift my passing moments run— 
 
 The few that j'et remain. 
 
 3 Awake, my soul, with utmost care 
 Thy true condition learn: 
 What are thy hoi)es? how sure? how fair? 
 What is thy great concern? 
 
 Behold another year begins; 
 
 Set out afresh for heaven; 
 Seek pardon for thy former sins, 
 
 In Christ so freely given. 
 
 Devoutly yield thyself to God, 
 
 And on "his grace depend; 
 With real pursue the heavenly road. 
 
 Nor doubt a happy end. 
 
THE CLOSE OF THE YEAR. 
 
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 1 OUR helper, God, we bless thy name, 
 AVhose love forever is the same; 
 The tokens of thy gracious care 
 Begin, and crown, and close the year. 
 
 2 Amid ten thousand snares vre stand, 
 Supported by thy guardian hand; 
 And see, when we review our ways, 
 Ten thousand monuments of praise. 
 
 Thus far thine arm has led us on; 
 Thus far we make thy mercy known, 
 And while we tread this desert land, 
 New mercies shall new songs demand. 
 
 4 Our grateful souls on Jordan's shore, 
 Shall raise one sacred i>illar more; 
 Then bear in thy bright courts above, 
 Inscriptions of immortal love. 
 
 THE NEW YEAR. 
 
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 1 Now, gra-cious Lord, thine arm re - veal, And make thy glo - ry known, 
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 2 Help us to venture near thy throne. 
 And plead a Savior's name. 
 For all that we can call our owm. 
 Is vanity and shame. 
 
 3 From all the guilt of former sin, 
 May mercy set us free. 
 And let the year we now begin, 
 Begin and end with thee. 
 
 4 Send down thy Spirit from above, 
 That saints may love thee more, 
 And sinners now may learn to love, 
 AVho never loved before. 
 
 5 And when before thee we appear. 
 In our eternal home, 
 May growing numbers worship here, 
 And praise thee in our room. 
 
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 Glides swiftlv away, 
 And the fugitfv^e'mTiftient refuses to stay 
 The arrow is flown ; the moment is gone ; 
 
 The millennial year 
 Rushes on to our view — anli eternity's near. 
 
 3 that each in the day of his coming may say ; 
 
 1 have fought my way tiiroutih ; 
 I have finished my work thou didst give me to do. 
 that each from his Lord may hear that glad word: 
 
 "Well and faithfully done; 
 Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne." 
 
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 1 WHEN brighter suns and milder skies 
 
 Proclaim the opening year, 
 What various sounds of joys arise! 
 What prospects bright appear! 
 
 2 Earth and her thousand voices give 
 
 Their thousand notes of praise; 
 And all, that by his mercy live, 
 To God their offering raise. 
 
 3 The streams, all beautiful and bright, 
 
 Reflect the morning sky; 
 
 And there, with music in his flight, 
 The wild bird soars on high. 
 
 4 Thus, like the morning, calm and clear 
 That saw the Savior rise. 
 The spring of heaven's eternal year 
 Shall dawn on earth and skies. 
 
 No winter there, no shades of night, 
 Obscure those mansions blest, 
 AVhere, in the happy fields of light, 
 The weary are at rest. 
 
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 2 U\< covenant with earth he keeps; 
 
 }i\y tongue his goodness sing; 
 Summer and winter know their time; 
 His harvest crowns the spring. 
 
 3 Well pleased, the toiling swains behold 
 
 The waving yellow crop; 
 With joy they bear the sheaves away 
 And sow again in hope. 
 
 4 Thus teach me, gracious Go J, to sow 
 
 The seeds of righteousness- 
 Smile on my soul, and with thy beams 
 The ripening harvest bless. 
 
 5 Then in the last great harvest, I 
 
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 The harvest shall by far exceed 
 
 What I have sown in hope. 
 
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 1 SEE the leaves around us falling 
 
 Dry and withered to the ground, 
 Thus to thoughtless mortals calling, 
 In a sad and solemn sound — 
 
 2 "Youth, on length of days presuming. 
 
 Who the paths of pleasure tread, 
 View us, late in beauty blooming 
 Numbered now among the dead. 
 
 3 "What though yet no losses grieve j'ou- 
 
 Gay with health and many a grace; 
 Let no cloudless skies deceive you; 
 Summer gives the autumn place." 
 
 4 On the tree of life eternal 
 
 Let our highest hopes be stayed: 
 This alone for ever vernal. 
 Bears a leaf that shall not fade. 
 
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 STERN winter throws his icy chains, 
 
 Encircling nature round; 
 How black, how comfortless the plains, 
 
 Late with gay verdure crowned! 
 
 The sun withholds his vital beams, 
 And light and warmth depart; 
 
 And drooping, lifeless nature seems 
 An emblem of my heart. 
 
 Return, O blissful sun, and bring 
 
 Thy soul-reviving ray: 
 This mental winter shall be spring, 
 
 This darkness cheerful day. 
 
 O happy state! divine abode, 
 
 Where si)ring eternal reigns. 
 And perfect day, the smile of God, 
 
 Fills all the heavenly plains. 
 
 Great Source of light, thy beams display, 
 
 My dr(»oi)ing joys restore. 
 And guide me to the seat of day. 
 
 Where winter frowns no more 
 
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 Our tables spread, our garners stored! 
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 Like stars in heaven to rise and shine; 
 Then shall our happy souls above 
 Keap the full harvest of thy love! 
 
 
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 Bounteous source of every joy, 
 Let thy praise our tongues employ. 
 
 2 For the blessings of the field, 
 For the stores the gardens yield; 
 For the vines exalted juice, 
 For the generous olive's use. 
 
 3 Flocks that whiten all the plain; 
 Yellow sheaves of ripened grain; 
 Clouds that drop their fatt'ning dews; 
 Suns that temperate warmth diffuse: 
 
 4 All that Spring, with bounteous hand, 
 Scattered o'er the smiling land; 
 
 All that liberal Autumn pours 
 From her rich o'erflowing stores: 
 
 5 These to thee, my God we owe, 
 Source whence all our blessings flow; 
 And for these my soul shall raise 
 Grateful vows and solemn praise. 
 
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 GREAT God of nations, now to thee 
 Our hjmin of gratitude we raise; 
 
 "With humble heart and bending knee, 
 TVe offer thee our song of praise. 
 
 2 Thy name we bless. Almighty God, 
 
 For all the kindness thou hast shown 
 To this fair land the pilgrims, trod — 
 This land we fondly call our own. 
 
 3 Here Freedom spreads her banner wide, 
 
 And casts her soft and hallowed ray; 
 Here thou our father's steps did guide 
 In safety through their dangerous way. 
 
 4 We praise thee that the gospel's light 
 
 Through all our land its radiance sheds. 
 Dispel the shades of error's nipht. 
 And heav'nly blessings round us spreads. 
 
 5 Great God, preserve us in thy fear; 
 
 In danger still our Guardian be; 
 O spread thy truth's bright precepts here; 
 Let all the poeple worship thee. 
 
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 1 FOUNTAIN of mercv, God of love. 
 
 How rich thy bounties are! 
 The changing seasons as they move, 
 Proclaim thy constant care. 
 
 2 When in the bosom of the earth 
 
 The sower hid the grain. 
 Thy goodness marked its secret birth, 
 And sent the early rain. 
 
 ] The spring's sweet influence, Lord, was 
 The plants in beauty grew; [thine; 
 
 Thou gav'st refulgent suns to shine, 
 And soft, refreshing dew. 
 
 I: These varied mercies from above, 
 Matured the swelling grain. 
 A kindly harvest crowns thy love 
 And plenty fills the plain. 
 
 ) We own and bless thy gracious sway, 
 Thy hand all nature hails: 
 Seed time, nor harvest, night nor day, 
 Summer nor winter fails. 
 
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 1 ALMIGHTY Sov'reign of the skies, 
 To thee let songs of gladness rise, 
 Each irrateful heart its tribute bring, 
 And every voice thy goodness sing. 
 
 2 From thee our choicest blessings flow, 
 Life, health and strength thy hands bestow; 
 The daily good thy creatures share. 
 Springs from thy providential care. 
 
 3 The rich profusion nature yields. 
 The harvest waving o'er the fiplrl<?, 
 The cheering light, refreshing shower, 
 Are gifts from the exhaustless store^ 
 
 4 At thy command the vernal bloom 
 Revives the world from winters gloom; 
 The summer's heat the fruit matures, 
 And autumn all her treasures pours. 
 
 5 From thee proceed domestic ties, 
 Connubial bliss, parental joys; 
 On thy support the nations stand. 
 Obedient to thy high command. 
 
 8 Let every power of heart and tongue, 
 Unite to swell the trrateful song; 
 While age and youth in chorus join. 
 And praise the Majesty divine. 
 
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 Fternal life and light 
 Lost by the fiery, maddening bowi, 
 And turned to hopeless night. 
 
 4 Mourn for the lost; but call, 
 
 Ca.i to the strong, the free; 
 Rouse them to shun the dreadful fall, 
 And to the refuge flee. 
 
 5 Mourn *or the lost; but pray. 
 
 Pray to our God above 
 To break the fell destroyer's sway. 
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 Its dire elleets, in tears and blood, 
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 Ten thousands totheir doom; 
 Who shall the mighty torrent stay, 
 And disappoint the tomb? 
 
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 Can check this tlowing tide; 
 Stretch out thine arm oi power divine, 
 
 And bid the Hood subside. 
 Dry up the source from whence it flows; 
 
 Destroy its fountain head; 
 That dire intemp'rancc and its woe3 
 
 Ko more the earth o'crsprcad. 
 
 Reen bathed in human blood! 
 "NVhat cities, fields and seas have been 
 
 Stained with the crimson flood! 
 All-gracious God! permit our souls, 
 
 Impressed Avith human woe, 
 With thee to ]dead, how long, how lor.g 
 
 Shall this mad deluge flow? 
 How Ion? shall brethren's hands, imbrued ' G O. may thy Spirit's might}- sword 
 
 With blood, each other slay? Our lusts subdue and slay; 
 
 The field with gashtly scenes bestrewed, Then force and war shall yield to love, 
 
 Of man to man a prey? I And all from love obe}'. 
 
 Shall vengeance ever burn? 
 Rack to the scabbard, whence it flew, 
 
 Sword of the world, return. 
 Thou God of hosts! whose sov'rcign v;iil 
 
 Controls the swelling flood, 
 The madness of thy j)eople still, 
 
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 1 THY footsteps, Lord, with joy we trace, 
 And mark the conquests of thy grace; 
 Complete the work thou hast begun, 
 And let thy will on earth be done. 
 
 2 O, show thyself the Prince of Peace, 
 Command the din of war to cease; 
 O, bid contending nations rest, 
 
 And love pervade each human breast. 
 
 Then peace shall lift her balmy wing. 
 Glad plenty laugh, the valleys sing; 
 Reviving commerce lift her head, 
 And want, and woe, and hate be fled. 
 Thou good, and wise, and righteous Lord, 
 All move subservient to thy word; 
 O soon let every nation prove 
 The perfect joyof Christian love. 
 
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 J!ut the friends that most cheer moon life's rugted road, 
 Are the friends of my Master, the children ot God 
 
 4 You may talk of your prospects, of fame or of wealth. 
 And the li()i)es that oft flatter tlio fav'rites of health; 
 Hut the ho])e of briglt glory, of heavenly bliss — 
 Take uway every other, and give me but this. 
 
 5 Ever hail, blessed temple, abode of my Lord ! 
 
 I will turn to thee olien, to hear from his word ; 
 I will walk to thine altar with tfiose that I love. 
 And rejoice in the prospects revealed from above. 
 
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 VAIN delusive world, adieu, 
 
 With all of creature good; 
 Only Jesus I pursue, 
 
 Who bought me with his blood: 
 All thy pleasure 1 forego; 
 
 I tramj^le on thy wealth and pride; 
 Only Jesus will I know, 
 
 Aud Jesus crucified. 
 
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 'T is all but vanity: 
 
 Christ, the Lamb of God, was slain — 
 
 He tasted death for me. 
 Me to save from endless woe 
 
 The sin-atoning Victim died; 
 Only Jesus will 1 know, 
 
 And Jesus crucified. 
 
 3 Him to know is life and peace, 
 
 And pleasure without end: 
 This is all my happiness. 
 
 On Jesus to depend; 
 Daily in his grace to grow, 
 
 And ever in his faith abide; 
 Only Jesus will I know, 
 
 And Jesus crucified. 
 
 4 O that I could all invite 
 
 This saving truth to prove; 
 Show the length, the breadth, the highly 
 
 And depth of Jesus' love! 
 Fain I would to sinners sh(»w 
 
 The blood \^' faith alone applied; 
 Only Jesus will I know, 
 
 Aud Jesus crucified. 
 
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 Where the wild sea-storm's rage is o'er ; 
 Hark I how the heavenly hosts are cheering, 
 
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 Bright as the summer's noontide rny. 
 The star-gemmed crowns and realms of glory, 
 
 Invite thy happy soul away ; 
 Away 1 away ! leave all for glory, 
 
 Thy name is graven on the throne; 
 Thy liome is in that world of glory, 
 
 Where thy Redeemer reigns alone. 
 
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 llepentance came too late. 
 
 3 Weep for the lost! Apostles wept, 
 
 That men vshoiikl error choose; 
 That dying men should Christ reject, 
 And endless life refuse. 
 
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 4 Weep for the lost! The lost will weep, 
 
 In that long night of woe, 
 On which no star of hope will rise, 
 And tears in vain will flow. 
 
 5 Weep for the lost! Lord, make us weep. 
 
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 To save our friends, ere yet they pass 
 That point of deep despair. 
 
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 2 Bold arrogiiDcel to snatch from heaven, 
 Dominion not to mortals given: 
 O'er conscience to usuri> the throne 
 Arcounlable to God alone. 
 
 S Jesus thy penile law of love 
 Doth no sui h ciucllics approve; 
 Mikl as thyself, thy doctrmc wields, 
 No arm hut what persuasion yields 
 
 4 By proofs divine, and reason strong, 
 It leads the wi.ling mind along; 
 And conquests to thy church acquires, 
 By eloquence which heaven inspires. 
 
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 1 O TELL me where the dove is flown 
 
 To build her downy nest. 
 Anil I will search the world around. 
 To win her to my breast. 
 
 2 I sought her in the rosy bowpr 
 
 Where pleasure hokU her reign; 
 Where fancy tiies from flower to flower, 
 But there I sought in vain. 
 
 3 I sought her in the bower of love, 
 
 1 knew her tender heart; 
 But she had flown — that peaceful dove 
 Had felt her traitor's dart. 
 
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 4 Upon ambition's craggy hill 
 1 thought this bird nnght stray, 
 
 And there I sought, but vainly still; 
 She never flew that way. 
 
 5 Faith smiled and shed the tender tear, 
 To see me search around, 
 
 And whispered, ' 1 can tell thee where 
 The dove may yet be found. 
 
 6 In meek religion's humble cot, 
 She built her downy nest: 
 
 Go, seek that sweet secluded spot. 
 And win her to thy breast " 
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 1 1 THESE mortal joys how soon they fade, 
 i How swift they pass away; 
 
 i The dying flower reclines its head, 
 ! The* beauty of a day. 
 
 2 Soon are these earthly treasures lost. 
 We fondly ci.ll our own. 
 
 Scarce the possessions can we boast, 
 When straight we find them gone. 
 
 3 But there are joys which cannot die, 
 With God laid up in store. 
 
 Treasures beyond the changing sky, 
 More bright than golden ore. 
 
 1 What must it be to dwell a-bove, At God's right hand where Jesus reigns. 
 Since the sweet earnest of his love O'erwhelms us on these dreary plains? 
 
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 And f^orrow pains the h' art no more, 
 How shall we view the Prince of light, 
 And all his works of grace explore? 
 Whit b'ghts, what depths of love divine 
 Shall therj through endless ages shine! 
 
 3 This is the heaven I long to know. 
 
 For this 1 would with patience wait; 
 Till weaned from earth and all below, 
 
 I mount to my celestial seat— 
 And wave my palm, and wear my crown, 
 And with the elders cast it down. 
 
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 2 God meets the throngs who pay their vows 
 
 In courts that hands have made, 
 And hears the worshiper who bows 
 Beneath the plantain shade. 
 
 3 'T is man alone who diffrencc sees, 
 
 And speaks of high and low, 
 And worships those, and tramples these, 
 While the same path they go. 
 
 4 O, let man hasten to restore 
 
 To all their rights of love; 
 In power and wealth exult no more, 
 In wisdom lowly move. 
 
 5 Ye great, renounce your earth-born pride, 
 
 Ye lo, your shame and fear ; 
 Live, as ye worship, side by side; 
 Your brotherhood revere. 
 
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 1 RELIGION! 't is a glorious treasure, 
 
 The purchase of a Savior's blood, 
 It fills the soul with consolation, 
 
 It lifts the thoughts to things above. 
 It calms our fears, it soothes our sorrows. 
 
 It smoothes our way o'er life's rough sea, 
 'Tis mix'd with goodness, humble patience, 
 
 This heavenly portion mine shall be. 
 
 How fleeting — vain — how transitory, 
 
 This world with all its pomp and show; 
 Its vain delights and short-lived pleasure — 
 
 I'll gladly leave them all below. 
 But love and grace shall be my story, 
 
 While I in Christ such beauties see; 
 While endless ages onward rolling, 
 
 This heavenly portion mine shall be. 
 
 3 This earthly house must be dissolved, 
 
 And mortal life shall soon be o'er; 
 All earthly care and earthly sorrow 
 
 Shall pain my eyes and heart no more; 
 Religion pure will stand for ever, 
 
 And my glad heart shall strengthen'd be, 
 While endless ages onward rolling, 
 
 This heavenly portion mine shall be. 
 
 4 While journ'ying here through tribulation 
 
 In Christian love we'll march along; 
 And while strife severs the ambitious— 
 
 In .lesus Christ we'll all be one; 
 Religion, pure, unites together 
 
 In bonds of love and makes us free: 
 While endless ages onward rolling, 
 
 This heavenly portion mine shall be. 
 
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 When we see thee as thou art, 
 Love thee with unsinning heart — 
 Then, Lord, shall we fully know — 
 Not till then— how much we owe. 
 
 2 When the praise of heaven we hear, 
 Lou I as thunder to the ear, 
 Loud as many waters' noise. 
 Sweet as harps' melodious voice, 
 Then. Lord, shall we fully know — 
 Not till then— how much we owe. 
 
 Ev'n on earth, as through a glass, 
 Darkly let thy glory pass; 
 Make lorgiveness feel so sweet, 
 Make thy Spirit's help so meet; 
 Ev'n on earth, Lord, make us know 
 Something of how much we owe. 
 
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 1 MY bark is on a troubled sea; 
 The winds and waves may adverse be; 
 But hope, my anchor's firmly cast 
 Within the vail, forever fast. 
 
 How oft, when tempest-tossed at night, 
 I watch in vain for dawning light. 
 Yet think, when terrors would prevail, 
 My anchor is within the vail. 
 
 3 Within the vail — where Jesus stands, 
 And shows to God his blood-stained hands; 
 Within the vail — he went 10 bear 
 The name upon the breastplate there. 
 
 4 My hope must have his righteousness. 
 For it can rest on nothing less; 
 W^ithin the vail— is still my prayer, 
 O! may my anchor enter there. 
 
 5 Although the billows round me roll. 
 They never can o'erwhelm my soul; 
 Within the vail my anchor's cast, 
 Unshaken by the stormy blast. 
 
 6 Whene'er I quit this changing scene. 
 May 1 depart in hope serene; 
 And find, when heart and flesh shall faU, 
 My anchor cast within the vail. 
 
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 2 .V Kingly character he bears, 
 
 No change his priestly office knows, 
 Unfading is the crown he wears, 
 His joys can never reach a close. 
 
 3 Adorned with glory from on high, 
 
 Salvation shines upon his face; 
 His robe is of th' ethereal dye, 
 His steps are dignity and grace. 
 
 4 Inferior honors he disdains. 
 
 Nor stoops to take applause from earth; 
 The King of kings himself maintains 
 Th' expenses of his heavenly birth. 
 
 5 T)ie noblest creatures seen below, 
 
 Ordained to till a throne above; 
 God gives him all he can bestow, 
 His kingdom of eternal love! 
 G My soul is ravished at the thought, 
 Methiuks from earth I see him rise! 
 
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 Angels congratulate his lot, 
 And shout him welcome to the skies. 
 
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 1 YE different sects, who all declare, 
 'Lo, here is Christ, or Christ is there I" 
 Your stronger proofs divinely give, 
 And show us where the Christians live! 
 
 2 Your claim, alas! you cannot prove; 
 Y^e want the genuine mark of love: 
 Thou only, Lord, thine own canst know, 
 For sure thou hast a church below. 
 
 3 Scattered o'er all the earth they lie, 
 Till thou collect them with thine eye; 
 Draw by the music of thy name, 
 And charm into a beauteous frame. 
 
 * For this the plesdiug spirit groans, 
 And cries in all thy banished ones: 
 Love, greatest of thy gifts impart, 
 And make us of one mind and heart. 
 
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 2 Who best can drink his cup of woe, 
 
 Triumphaut over pain 
 Who piitient bears his cross below, 
 He follows in his train! 
 
 3 That martyr first, whose eagle eye 
 
 Could look beyond the grave, 
 Who saw his Mastei in the sky, 
 And called on him to save: 
 
 4 They met the tyrant's brandished steel, 
 
 The lion's gory mane, 
 They bowed their necks the stroke to feel, 
 Who follows in their train? 
 
 6 They climbed the steep ascents of heaven 
 Through peril, toil, and pain; 
 O God! to us may grace be given. 
 To follow in their train! 
 
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 1 COME, all who love my Lord and Master, 
 
 And like old David I will tell. 
 Though chief ot sinners, I've found favor, 
 
 By grace redeem'd from death and hell; 
 Far as the east from west is parted. 
 
 So far my sins by dying love 
 From me by faith are separated. 
 
 Blest antepast of joys above. 
 
 1! I late enstranged, from Jesus wandered. 
 
 And tho't each dang'rous poison good; 
 But he in mercy long pursued me. 
 
 With cries of his redeeming blood; 
 Though like Bartimeus 1 was blinded. 
 
 In nature's darkest night concealed. 
 But Jesus' love removed my blindness, 
 
 And he his pard'ning grace revealed. 
 
 3 Now I will serve him while he spares me, 
 And with his people sing aloud; 
 Though hell oppose, and sinners mock me, 
 In rapt'rous songs, I'll praise my God; 
 
 By faith I view the heavenly concert, 
 Tbey sing high strains of .lesus' Love; 
 
 0! with desire iny soul is longing, 
 And fain would be with Christ above. 
 
 1 4 That blessed day is fast approaching, 
 
 WhenChristin glorious clouds will come. 
 With soundiugtrumps and shouts of angels, 
 I To call each faithful spirit home; 
 i There's Abra'am. Isaac, holy prophets, 
 j And all the saints at God's right hand; 
 j There hosts of angels join in concert — 
 
 I tShout as they reach the promised l^nd. 
 
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 I I JESUS, my all, to heaven is gone, 
 I He whom I fixed my hopes upon; 
 j His track I see, and 111 pursue 
 
 j The narrow way till him I view. 
 
 The way the holy prophets went. 
 The way that leads from banishment; 
 The King's hiL-^hway of holiness, 
 ril go, for all his paths are peace. 
 
 This is the way I long had sought, 
 And mourned because I found it not, 
 My grief a burden long had been. 
 Oppressed with unbelief and sin. 
 
 The more I strove against their power, 
 I sinned and stumbled but the more; 
 Till late I heard my Savior say, 
 *'Come hither, soul, I am the way." 
 
 Lo! glad I come, and thou, blest Lamb, 
 Shalt take me to thee, as I am: 
 Nothing but sin I thee can give; 
 Nothing but love shall I receive. 
 
 Then will I tell to sinners round, 
 What a dear Savior I have found; 
 I'll point to thy redeeming blood. 
 And say, ''Behold the way to God." 
 
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 2 Onr Deliv'rer he shall come, by and by, &c. 
 And our sorrows have an end, 
 With our three Bcore years and ten, 
 And vast glory crown the day, by and by, &c. 
 
 8 Tho' our enemies are strong, we'll go on, &c. 
 Though our hearts dissolve with fear, 
 Lo ! Sinai's God is near I 
 While the fiery pillar moves, we'll go on, &c. 
 
 4 Thro' Marah's bitter streams, we'll go on, &c. 
 Though Baca's vale be dry 
 And the land yielJ no supply; 
 To the land of corn and wine, we'll go on, &c. 
 
 5 And when to Jordan's floods, wearecome, &a 
 Jehovah rules the tide — 
 And the waters he'll divide, [come, &c. 
 And the ransomed host shall shout, we are 
 
 6 Then friends shall meet again who have 
 loved, &c. 
 Our embraces shall be sweet, 
 At the dear Redeemer's feet; 
 When we meet to part no more, who have &c. 
 
 7 Then with that happy throng, we'll rejoice, &c. 
 Shouting praises to our King, 
 Till Hie vaults of heavfen ring; 
 And through all eternity, we'll rejoice, &c. 
 
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 When Jesus no longer 1 see! 
 
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 Sweet prospects, sweet birds, and sweet 
 
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 The mid summer sun shines but dim, 
 
 The fields strive in vain to look gay: 
 But when I am happy in him, 
 
 December's as pleasant ts May. 
 
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 2 His name yields the richest perfume, 
 
 And sweeter than music his voice; 
 H.s presence disperses my gloom. 
 
 And makes all within me rejoice; 
 I should, were he always thus nigh, 
 
 Have nothing to wish or to fear; 
 No mortal so h:ippy iis I — 
 
 My summer would last all the year. 
 
 3 Content with beholding his face, 
 
 ^ly all to his pleasure resigned, 
 No -hunges of seasons or place 
 
 A'ould make any change in my mind: 
 While blcss'd with a sense of his love, 
 
 A palace a toy would appear. 
 And prisons would palaces prove. 
 
 If Jesus would dwell with me there. 
 
 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thme, 
 
 If thou art my sun and my song, 
 Say, why do I languish and pine. 
 
 And why are my winters so long? 
 O drive these dark clouds from my sky, 
 
 Thy soul-cheering presence restore; 
 Or take me to thee up on high. 
 
 Where winter and clouds arc no more. 
 
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 1 I long to behold him arrayed, 
 
 With glory and light from above. 
 The King in his beauty dis])layed - 
 His beauty of holiest love. 
 
 2 I languish and sigh to be there, 
 
 Where Jesus has fixed his abode ; 
 Oh, when shall we meet in the air. 
 And fly to the mountains of God? 
 
 3 With him, I, on Zion shall stand. 
 
 For Jesus hath spoken the word; 
 The breath of Immanuel's land 
 Survey' by the light of my Lord. 
 
 4 But when, on thy bosom reclined, 
 
 Thy face I am strengthened to see, 
 My fulness of rapture I find — 
 My heaven of heavens in thee. 
 
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 To drive my poor soul from the fountain of God, 
 I'll priiy to the Savior who kindly did die, 
 Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I. 
 
 3 When temi)ted hy Satan the Spirit to grieve, 
 And tlie service ot Christ thy Redeemer to leave, 
 I'll claim my relation to Jesrn, on hi^h — 
 
 The Rock of Salvation that's higher than I— 
 
 4 Savior of pinners, when faint and depressed, 
 With manifold trials and sorrows oppressed. 
 
 I'll bow at thy feet, and w'th c nfidence cry, 
 "Lead me to the Rock that is liii^lier than I. 
 
 5 And when I have ended my pilgrimaKe here. 
 In Jesus' pure rigliteousuess let nieuppeai ; 
 In the swellinor of Jordan on thee I'll 'ely, 
 And look to the Rock that is higher than I. 
 
 6 And when the last trnm- ct shnlJ sound thro' the skies. 
 And the dead from tin- ( d^t m the earth shall arise; 
 With millions I'M jo'n fa*- nhove yonder sky. 
 
 To praise the kind Rock that is higher than I. 
 
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 Grows weary, line on line, j 
 
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 Life s water tuin to wine. |S 
 
 3 Gay mirth shall deepen into joy, 
 
 Karlh s hopes grow half divine, 
 
 When Jesus visits us, to make 
 Life's water glow as wine. 
 
 The social talk, the evening fire, 
 The homely household shrme, 
 
 Grow bright with angel visits, when 
 The Lord pours out the wine. 
 
 For when self-seeking turns to love. 
 Not knowing mine nor thine, 
 
 The miracle again is wrought. 
 And water turned to wine. 
 
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 SAW ye my Savior, saw ye my Savior, 
 Saw ye my Savior and God? 
 
 O! he died on Calvary, 
 
 To atone for you and me, 
 And to purchase our pardon with blood. 
 
 He was extended, he was extended. 
 
 Painfully nailed to the cross; 
 
 Here he bowed his head and died, 
 Thus my Lord was crucified, 
 
 To atone for a world that was lost. 
 
 Darkness prevailed, darkness prevailed. 
 Darkness prevail'd o'er the land. 
 
 And the sun refused to shine 
 
 When his Majesty Divine 
 Was derided, insulted, and slain. 
 
 Hail mighty Savior! hail mighty Savior! 
 
 Prince, and the author of ])eace! 
 O! he burst the bars of death, 
 And triumphant from the earth. 
 
 He ascended to mansions of bliss. 
 
 There interceding, there intei ceding. 
 
 Pleading that sinners may live. 
 Crying, "Father, I have died, 
 O, behold my hands and side, 
 
 O, forgive them, 1 pray thee, forgive." 
 
 "I will forgive them— I will forgive them 
 When they repent and believe; 
 
 Let them now return to thee. 
 
 And be reconciled to me. 
 And salvation they all shall receive." 
 
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 1 ANGELS, where'er we go, attend 
 
 Our steps whate'er betide, 
 With watchful care their charge defend, 
 And evil turn aside. 
 
 2 Myriads of bright cherubic bands, 
 
 Sent by the KiDg of kings, 
 Rejoice to bear us in their hands. 
 And shade us with their wings. 
 
 3 Jehovah's charioteers surround; 
 
 The miuisteriai choir 
 Encamp, where'er his heirs are found, 
 And form our wall of tire. 
 
 4 Ten thousand offices unseen 
 
 For us they ghidly do, 
 Deliver in the furnace keen, 
 And safe escort us through. 
 
 5 By thronging round, with busiest love 
 
 They guard the dying breast. 
 The lurking fieud fur otf lemove, 
 And sing our souls to rest. 
 
 6 And when our spirits we rcsicn, 
 
 On outstretched wings they bear, 
 And hnlgc us in the arms Divine, 
 And leave us ever there. 
 
 1 MY Shepherd will supply my need; 
 
 Jehovah is his name; 
 In pastures fresh he makes me feed. 
 Beside the living stream. 
 
 2 He brings my wand'ring spirit back 
 
 When I forsake his ways, 
 And leads me for his mercy's sake 
 In paths of truth and grace. 
 
 3 When I walk through the shades of death 
 
 Thy presence is my stay; 
 A word of thy supporting breath 
 Drives all my fears away. 
 
 4 Thy hand, in sight of all my foes, 
 
 Doth still my table spread; 
 My cup with blessings overflows; 
 Thine oil anoints my head. 
 
 6 The sure provisions of my God 
 Attend me all my days; 
 Oh, niay thine house be mine abode, 
 And all my works be praise. 
 
 6 There would I find a settled rest, 
 While others go and come. 
 No more a stranger or a guest, 
 But like a child at home. 
 
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 Nor sun, nor moon, nor candle — 
 
 The Lamb, he is the light- 
 And there is no more sorrow, 
 
 Nor pain, nor death, nor sin, 
 For naught that worketh evil 
 
 Shall ever enter in. 
 
 And there life's crystal river, 
 
 Eternally shall flow; 
 While leaves to heal the nations 
 
 Close by its waters grow. 
 But through that Golden City 
 
 Our loudest praise shall ring, 
 When we behold our Savior, 
 
 Our Prophet, Priest and King. 
 
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 1 'T IS religion thai can give 
 Sweeicsi i>le.i>>urc wliile we live 
 T is rcligiou must supply 
 Solid comfort when we die. 
 
 SHATT^IUT. S. M. 
 
 2 After death, its joys will be 
 Lasting as eterniiy! 
 Be the living God my friend, 
 Then my bliss shall never end. 
 
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 Where many mansions be, 
 And nearer to the great white throne, 
 Nearer the crystal sea. 
 
 3 Nearer the bouud of life, 
 
 Where falls my burden down; 
 
 Nearer to where 1 leave my cross, 
 
 And where I gain my crown. 
 
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 Complete my faith in thee; 
 And let me feel as if 1 stood 
 Close on eternity; 
 
 5 Feel as if now my feet 
 
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 Much nearer than I think. 
 
 
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 For thou alone canst heal; 
 Thy word can bring a sweet relief, 
 For every pain 1 feel. 
 
 3 But O, when gloomy doubts prevail, 
 I fear to call thee mine; 
 The springs of comfort seem to fail, 
 And all my hopes decline. 
 
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 4 Yet, gracious God, where shall 1 lloeli' 
 Thou art my ouly trust; 
 And sLill my soul would cleave to thee, 
 Though prostrate in the dust. 
 
 Hast thou not bid me seek thy face? 
 And shall I seek in vain* 
 
 And can the ear of Kov'reign grace 
 lie deaf when 1 complain y 
 
 6 No, still the ear of sov'reign grace 
 Attends the mourner's prayer; 
 O may I ever find access, 
 To breathe my sorrows there. 
 
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 Send his good Spirit from above; 
 Make our communications sweet, 
 And cause our hearts to burn with love. 
 
 3 Forgotten be each worldly theme, 
 
 When Christians meet together thus; 
 We only wish to speak of him 
 Who lived, and died, and reigns for us. 
 
 4 We'll talk of all he did, and said, 
 
 And suffered for us here below; 
 
 The path he marked for us to tread, 
 
 And what he's doing for us now. 
 
 5 Thus— as the moments pass away — 
 
 We'll love, and wonder, and adore; 
 And hasten to that glorious day 
 When we shall meet to part no more. 
 
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 1 WRAPT in a Christless shroud, 
 lie sleeps the Christless sleep; 
 Above him, the eternal cloud. 
 Beneath, the fiery deep. 
 
 2 Laid in a Christless tomb. 
 
 There, bound with felon-chain, 
 lie waits the terrors of his doom, 
 The judgment and the pain. 
 
 3 O Christless shroud, how cold, 
 
 How dark, O Christless tomb! 
 O grief that never can grow old, 
 O what a dreadful doom! 
 
 4 O Christless sleep, how sad! 
 
 What waking shalt thou know? 
 For thee no star, no dawning glad, 
 Only the lasting woe! 
 
 5 To rocks and hills in vain 
 
 Shall be the sinner's call; 
 O day of wrath, and death, and pain, 
 The lost souls funeral! 
 
 i6 O Christless soul, awake 
 Ere thy last sleep begin! 
 O Christ, the slee[)er\s slu ibcrs break, 
 Burst thou the b..nds of -ml 
 
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 2 O, happy bond that seals my vows 
 
 To him who merits all my love! 
 Let cheerful anthems fill the house, 
 While to his altar now I move — Cho. 
 
 3 'T is (lone — the great transaction's done; 
 
 I am my Lord's and he is mine; 
 Re drew me, and I followed on, 
 Charm'd to confess the voice divine. — Cho. 
 
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 4 Now rest my long divided heart! 
 
 Fixed on this blissful center, rest; 
 Here have I found a nobler part, 
 Here heav'nly pleasures fill my breast. — 
 
 5 High Fleav'n that hears the solemn vow, 
 
 That vow renewed, shall daily hear, 
 Till, in life's latest hour, I bow. 
 And bless in death a bond so dear. — Cna 
 
 
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 Waiiiut;, ibey watch iiie Rppruacbiut; tlie shore; 
 Smging to cheer iiie through death's chilhog gloom; 
 Joyfully, j.\ fully ha.-*ie to thy home. 
 
 Sountid of >weet melody fall on my ear; 
 Harps ot the Messed, yonr voices 1 he-ti ! 
 J.in;is wiih the iiarm..iiy heaven'-; liif^h dome — 
 JoyluUy, joyfully haste' to thy hoiue. 
 
 3 Death, with thy weapons of wa', lay me low, 
 t-triKe Ring nf terror^ I I f^-ar not the blow ; 
 Je-u* hath broken the liars (if the tomb I 
 Joylully, j'tyfully will I po home. 
 
 Br eht will the morn of eternity dawn, 
 D^ath shall l>e banished, his sceptie be gone ; 
 Joyfully, then, shi- II I witness his duom, 
 Joylully. joyfully, saleiy at home. 
 
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 1 AS when the -weary traveler gains 
 
 The hight of some o'erlooking hill, 
 His heart revives, if 'cross the plains 
 He eyes his home, though distant still. 
 
 2 While he surveys the the much-loved spot. 
 
 He slights the space that lies between; 
 His past f.itigues are now forgot, 
 Because his journey's end is seen. 
 
 3 Thus, when the Christian pilgrim views 
 
 By faith his mansion in the skies, 
 The sight his fainting strength renews. 
 And wings his speed to reach the prize. 
 
 4 The thought of home his spirit cheers; 
 
 No more he grieves for troubles past, 
 Nor any future trial fears 
 So he may safe arrive at last. 
 
 'Tis there, he says, I am to dwell 
 AVith Jesus in the realms of day; 
 
 Then shall 1 bid my cares farewell, 
 And he shall wipe my tears away. 
 
 Jesus, on thee our hope depends, 
 To lead us on to thine abode: 
 
 Assured our home will make amends. 
 For all our toil while on the road. 
 
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 I SING the mighty power of God, 
 That made the mountains rise; 
 
 That spread the flowing seas abroad, 
 And built the lofty skies. 
 
 I sing the wisdom that ordained 
 
 The sun to rule the day; 
 The moon shines full at his command, 
 
 And all the stars obey. 
 
 I sing the goodness of the Lord 
 That filled the earth with food: 
 
 He formed the creatures with his word, 
 And then pronounced them good. 
 
 There's not a plant or flower below 
 But makes his gh)ries known; 
 
 And clouds arise and tempests blow 
 By order from his throne. 
 
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 2 See Jesus stands with open arms, 
 He calls, he bids you come; 
 Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms; 
 But see, there yet is room. 
 
 3 Room in the Savior's bleeding heart, 
 There love and pity meet; 
 Nor will he bid the soul depart 
 That trembles at his feet. 
 
 4 O come and with his children taste, 
 The blessings of his love: 
 While hope expects the sweet repast. 
 Of nobler joys above. 
 
 6 There with united heart and voice, 
 Before th' eternal throne. 
 Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice, 
 In ecstacies unknown. 
 
 6 And yet ten thousand thousand more, 
 Are welcome still to come; 
 Te longing souls, the grace adore, 
 Approach, there yet is room. 
 
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 1 AS pilgrims in this vale of tears 
 
 We sigh to reach our heavenly home, 
 That we. released from all our fears, 
 May tune our harps and cease to roam. 
 
 2 O God, protect us by thy power, 
 And keep us safe within thy fold; 
 That we in each unguarded hour. 
 May never lose on thee our hold. 
 
 3 Oh, wipe the tears from sorrow's eye, 
 And let us all rejoice in thee; 
 Give joy for every rising sigh, 
 Make us from every fetter free. 
 
 4 Help us to view our dying Lord, 
 And gaze upon his bleeding side! 
 That we may faithful to his word, 
 Eternally in him abide. 
 
 5 Then when we quit this mortal frame, 
 Oh, may we soar away to thee; 
 Raise hallelujah's to thy name. 
 And our divine Redeemer see. 
 
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 ET thy kingdom, blessed Savior, 
 
 Come", and bid our jarring cease; 
 Come, O come, and reign forever, 
 
 God of love, and Prince of peace. 
 Visit now thy precious Zion, 
 
 See iby people mourn and weep; 
 Day and uight thy lambs are crying, 
 
 Come, good Shepherd, feed tliy sheep. 
 Lord, in us there is no merit. 
 
 We've been sinners from our youth. 
 Guide us. Lord, by thy good Spirit, 
 
 That shall teach us all thy truth; 
 On the gospel word we'll venture. 
 
 Till in death's cold arms we sleep; 
 Love's our bond and Christ our center, 
 
 Come, good Shepherd, feed thy sheep. 
 
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 3 Hear the Prince of your salvation. 
 Saying, "Fear not, liitie tiock, 
 
 I myself am your foundation, 
 Yc are built upon this rock: 
 
 Shun the paths of vice and folly, 
 Near our Shepherd constant keep, 
 
 Look to me and be ye holy, 
 I delight to feed my sheep." 
 
 4 Christ alone our souls shall rest on. 
 Taught by him we own his name; 
 
 Sweetest of all names is Jesus, 
 How it doth our hearts inflame! 
 
 Glory! glory! give him glory. 
 Strong is he, and he will'keep. 
 
 He will clear our way before us. 
 The good shepherd feeds his sheep. 
 
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 'Twill bear thee on to ruin's verge, 
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 And proud lips coldly sneer; 
 A poisoned arrow cannot wound 
 A conscience pure and clear. 
 
 4 Stand for the right, and with clean hands. 
 
 Exalt the truth on high; 
 Thou'lt find warm sympathizing hearts 
 Among the passers-by. 
 
 5 Stand for the right: proclaim it loud, 
 
 Thou'lt find an answering tone 
 In honest hearts, and then no more 
 Be doomed to stand alone. 
 
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 ' 1 I AM, saith Christ, the way; 
 
 Now if we credit him. 
 All other paths must lead atsray, 
 
 How fair soe'er they seem. 
 
 2 1 am, saith Christ, the truth; 
 Then all that lacks this test, 
 
 Proceed it from an angel's mouth 
 Is but a lie at best. 
 
 3 I am, said Christ, the life; 
 Let this be seen by faith. 
 
 It follows without further strife; 
 That all besides is death. 
 
 4 If what those words aver, 
 The Holy Ghost apply. 
 
 The simplest Christian shall not err, 
 Nor be deceived, nor die. 
 
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 Thy heart made truly his, 
 Who dwells in cloudless light enshrined, 
 In whom no darkness is. 
 
 3 Walk in the light! and thou shalt own 
 Thy darkness passed away, 
 Because that Light hath on thee shone 
 In which is perfect day. 
 
 4 Walk in the light! and e'en the tomb 
 No fearful shade shall wear; 
 Glory shall chase away its gloom, 
 For Christ hath conquered there. 
 
 5 Walk in the light! thy path shall be 
 Peaceful, serene, and bright; 
 For God, by grace, shall dwell in thee, 
 And God himself is Light. 
 
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 1 AND must I part with all I have, 
 Jesus, my Lord! for thee? 
 This is my joy, since thou hast done 
 Much more than this for me. 
 
 Yes, let it go; one look from thee 
 Will more than make amends 
 
 For all the losses I sustain 
 Of credit, riches, friends. 
 
 3 Ten thousand worlds, ten thousand lives, 
 How worthless they appear, 
 Compared with thee, supremely good, 
 Divinely bright and fair! 
 
 4 Savior of souls! while I from thee 
 A single smile obtain, 
 Though destitute of all things else, 
 I'll glory in my gain. 
 
 g08 L. M. (KiiN'DA. Page 388.) 
 
 1 BE with me, Lord, where'er I go. 
 Teach me what thou wouldst have me do, 
 Suggest whate'er I think or say, 
 Direct me in the narrow way. 
 
 2 Assist and teach me how to pray, 
 Incline my nature to obey: 
 What thou abhor'st that let me flee. 
 And only love what pleases thee. 
 
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 2 Come to this happy land, 
 
 Come, come away: 
 Why will ye doubting stand? 
 
 Why still delay? 
 O, we shall happy be! 
 When from sin and sorrow free; 
 Lord, we shall live with thee, 
 
 Blest evermore. 
 
 3 Bright in that happy land, 
 
 Beams every eye; 
 Kept by a Father's hand, 
 
 Love cannot die; 
 O, then, to glory run; 
 Be a crown and kingdom won; 
 And bright above the sun, 
 
 Reign evermore. 
 
 810 C. M. 
 
 1 IN the beginning was the word; 
 
 Athwart th^ chaos night 
 It gleamed with quick, creative power. 
 And there was life and light. 
 
 2 Thy word. O God: is living yet, 
 
 Amid earth's restless strife 
 New harmonv creating still, 
 And ever higher life. 
 
 3 And as that word moves surely on, 
 
 The light, ray after ray, 
 Streams further out athwart the dark, 
 And night grows into day. 
 
 4 O Word that broke the stillness first, 
 
 Sound on! and never cease 
 Till all earth's darkness be made light, 
 And all her discord peace. 
 
 5 Till wail of woe, and clank of chain, 
 
 And bruit of battle stilled — 
 The world with thy great music's pulse, 
 O word of love! be thrilled. 
 
 6 Till selfish passion, strife and wrong. 
 
 Thy summons shall have heard. 
 And thy creation be complete, 
 O thou eternal word. 
 
 811 c. M. 
 
 1 MY God was with me all the night, 
 
 And gave me sweet repose; 
 His angels watched me while I slept, 
 Or I had never rose. 
 
 2 Now for the mercies of the night 
 
 My humble thanks I'll pay, 
 And unto God I'll dedicate 
 The first fruits of the day. 
 
 3 In pressing dangers, fears and death. 
 
 Thy goodness I'll adore. 
 And praise thee for thy mercies past, 
 And humbly hope for more. 
 
 4 My life, if thou preserve my life. 
 
 Thy sacrifice shall be; 
 And death, when death must be my lot. 
 Shall join my soul to thee. 
 
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 3 Sweet to look back, and see my name 
 
 In life's fair book set down; 
 Sweet to look forward, and behold 
 Eternal joys my own: 
 
 4 Sweet on his faithfulness to rest. 
 
 Whose love can never end; 
 Sweet on the covenant of his grace 
 For all things to depend: 
 
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 3 With faith and love and 
 
 5 Sweet, in the confidence of faith. 
 
 To trust hi« firm decrees ; 
 Sweet t') lie passive in his hands. 
 And know no will but his. 
 
 6 If 'inch the sweetness of the Rtre»m, 
 
 What musl the fountain be ; 
 Wh^re sainth and anpels draw their bliss, 
 Lord, direct from thee! 
 
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 Let not then thy coiil be mourning 
 
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 1 TO keep the lamp alive 
 
 With oil we fill the bowl; 
 *T is water makes the willow thrive, 
 And grace that feeds the soul. 
 
 2 The Lord's unsparing hand, 
 
 Supplies the living stream; 
 
 It is not at our own command, 
 
 But still derived from him. 
 
 3 Beware of Peter's words, 
 
 Nor confidently say, 
 *'I never will deny thee, Lord," 
 But grant I never may. 
 
 4 Man's wisdom is to seek 
 
 His strength in God alone; 
 And e'en an angel would be weak, 
 Who trusted in his own. 
 
 5 Retreat beneath his wings, 
 And in his grace confide; 
 This more exalts the King of kings 
 Than all your works beside. 
 
 G In Jesus is our store, 
 
 (irace issues from his throne; 
 Whoever says, "I want no more," 
 Confesses he has none. 
 
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 HAD I ten thousand gifts beside, 
 I'd cleave to Jesus crucified, 
 
 And build on him alone; 
 For no foundation is there given 
 On which to place my hopes of heaven, 
 
 But Christ, the Corner-stone. 
 
 2 Possessing Christ I all possess, 
 Wisdom, and strength and righteousness, 
 
 And holiness complete; 
 Bold in his name. I dare draw nigh 
 Before the Ruler of the sky, 
 
 And all his justice meet. 
 
 3 There is no path to heavenly bliss, 
 To solid joy or lasting peace, 
 
 But Christ th' appointed road; 
 O may we tread the sacred way. 
 By faith rejoice, and praise, and pray, 
 
 Till we sit down with God! 
 
 4 The types and shadows of the word 
 Unite m Christ, the Man, the Lord, 
 
 The Savior kind and true; 
 O may we still his word believe, 
 And all his promises receive, 
 
 And all his precepts do. 
 
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 1 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 \ove, 
 
 The love of Christ to me. 
 
 2 God only knows the love of God; 
 
 may it now be shed abroad 
 To cheer my fainting heart! 
 
 1 want to feel that love divine; 
 
 This heavenly portion, Lord, be mine — 
 Be mine this better part. 
 
 3 O that I could for ever sit 
 With Mary at the Master's feet! 
 
 Be this my happy choice; 
 My only care, delight, and bliss, 
 My joy, my heaven on earth, be this, 
 
 To hear the Bridegroom's voice. 
 
 4 O that I might, with happy John, 
 Recline my weary head upon 
 
 The blest Redeemer's breast! 
 From care, and fear, and sorrow free, 
 Give me, O Lord, to find in thee 
 My everlasting rest. 
 
INDEX TO FIRST LINES. 
 
 The figures refer to the Number of the Hymns. 
 
 HYMN. I 
 
 Abide with us, the evening' shades 449 | Behold the bright mornin 
 
 HYMN. 
 
 appears 205 
 
 A broken heart, my God. my king 355 
 
 Absurd and vain attempt: to bind 771 
 
 A charge to keep I have 500 
 
 A few more years shall roll 664 
 
 Affliction is a stormy deep 407 
 
 Again the Lord of life and light 135 
 
 A home in heaven! What a joyful thought.. . 645 
 
 Ah! why should bitter tears 604 
 
 Alas! and did my Saviour bleed 193 
 
 Alas! my God, that thou shouldst be 437 
 
 All hail! happy day 161 
 
 All hail the power of Jesus' name 381 
 
 All men are equal in their birth 775 
 
 All pi-aise to our Redeeming Lord 303 
 
 All you who have confessed 255 
 
 Almighty Sovereign of the skies 762 | Blessed Bible, how I love it 147 
 
 Alwaj-s with us. always with us 389 | Bless'd is the man who shuns the place 487 
 
 Am I asoldier of the cross 561 j Bless'd with the joys of innocence 876 
 
 A mother may forgetful be 235 Blessings to God, forever blest— 719 
 
 An alien from God and a stranger to grace. . . 
 
 Behold tlie glories of the Lamb 45 
 
 Behold the heathen wait to know 216 
 
 Behold ihe mountain of the Lord 219 
 
 Behold the Saviour of mankind 196 
 
 Behold the sure foundation stone 229 
 
 Behold the western evening light 594 
 
 Behold the wretch whose lust and wine 371 
 
 Behold what wondrous tirace 401 
 
 Behold, wherein a inort'al form 297 
 
 Beneath our feet and o'er our head 596 
 
 Beside the gospel pool 353 
 
 Be still ! be still ! for all around 39 
 
 Bestow, dear Lord, upon our youth 739 
 
 Be with me. Lord, where'er I go 808 
 
 Bless'd are the humble souls that see. 
 
 And are we yet alive 
 
 And dost thou say, "Ask what thou wilt?"... 525 i 
 
 And do we hope to be with him? 4.'J8 
 
 And is the gospel peace and love? 171 
 
 And let this feeble body fail 609 
 
 And must I be to judgment brought 255 
 
 And must I part with all I have? 807 
 
 And must this body die 621 
 
 An(i now, my soul, another year 750 
 
 Angels where'er we go, attend 789 
 
 Another day is pass'd along 138 
 
 A parting hymn we sing 307 
 
 Are we almost there, are we almost there? 657 
 
 Arise, my soul, arise 190 
 
 Arise, my tend'iest thoughts 375 
 
 As body when the soul has fled 478 1 Christian, the morn breaks sweetly o'er thee 769 
 
 Bless, O my soul, the-living God 
 
 Blest be my God that I was born 53 
 
 Blest be the dear uniting love 685 
 
 Blest hour when mortal man retires 87 
 
 Blest hour when virtuous friends shall meet 612 
 
 Blest is the man whose bowels move 499 
 
 Blow ye the trumpet, blow 334 
 
 Bold in speech and bold in action 271 
 
 Broad is the i-oad tliat leads to death 328 
 
 Buried beneath the yielding wave 286 
 
 By cool Siloam's shaVly rill 734 
 
 Call .Jehovah thy salvation 457 
 
 Cease, ye mourners, cease to languish 619 
 
 Children of the heavenly King 72 
 
 Christians, the glorious hope ye know 264 
 
 Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep 
 
 As pilgrims in this vale of tears 802 
 
 As the sweet flower that scents the morn 579 
 
 A sweetly solemn thought 793 
 
 As when the weaiT frav'ler gains 799 
 
 At every motion of our breath 629 
 
 Awake, and sing the song 68 
 
 Awake my soul, and with the sun 696 
 
 Awake ray soul, in joyful lays 73 
 
 Awake my soul, stretch every nerve 545 
 
 Awake, my zeal, awake, my love 565 
 
 Away from ev'ry mortal care 61 
 
 Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day 199 
 
 Come all who love my Lord and Master 782 
 
 (Jome, descend, O heavenly Spirit 395 
 
 Come, every pious heart 74 
 
 Come, heavenly love, inspire my song 46 
 
 Come, Holy Spii-it, Dove divine 288 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove 397 
 
 Come, let us all unite to pi-aise 47 
 
 Come, let us anew ourjournej' pursue 7S3 
 
 Come, let us .search our ways and see 496 
 
 Come, let us strike our harps afresh 679 
 
 Come, let us use the grace divine 250 
 
 Come, my soul, thy suit prejmre, 644 
 
 Be firm, be bold, be strong, be true 804 i Come on, my partners in distress 322 
 
 Before Jehovah's awful throne 85» Come, sinners, to the gospel feast 330 
 
 Begin the day with God 6a3 
 
 Behold a stranger at the door 345 
 
 Behold how sinners disagree — , 370 
 
 Behold, the blind their sight receive 176 
 
 Come, sound his praise abroad 102 
 
 Come, take iny yoke, the Saviour said 347 
 
 Come, thou Fount ofeveiy blessing 49 
 
 Come, thou long-expected Jesus 168 
 
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 HYMN. 
 
 come to the house of prayer 117 
 
 Come to the morning praj-er 6S)9 
 
 Come, worship at Emanuel's feet 52 
 
 Come, ye disconsolate, wliere'er ye languish 342 
 
 Come, ye sinners, poor and needy 341 
 
 Come, ye that know and fear the Loi'd 13 
 
 Come, ye that love the Lord 60 
 
 Comfort, ye ministers ot grace 272 
 
 Converts to Christ's benignant sway 245 
 
 Dare to think, though bigots frown 465 
 
 Dark antl thorny is tlie desert m 402 
 
 Dear as thou wast, and justly dear...: 616 
 
 Dear Friend, whose presence 787 
 
 Dear Lord, amid the throng that pressed 470 
 
 Dear Lord, liow wondrous is thy love 43 
 
 Dear Lord, though bitter is the cup 554 
 
 Dear refuge of my weary soul 794 
 
 Deem nt)t that they are blest 418 
 
 Depth of mercy can tliere be 362 
 
 Destruction's dangerous i-oad 352 j 
 
 Destructive swoni ! how oft hast thou 765 
 
 Did Christ o'er sinners weep 172 
 
 Did our Immanuel die for us 195 
 
 Dismiss us from the house of prayer 110 
 
 Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord Ill 
 
 Disowned of heaven, by man oppressed 224 
 
 Does it not grief and wonder move 92 
 
 Do not I love tliee, O my Lord 507 
 
 Dread Jehovah ! God of nations 747 
 
 Early, my God, without delay 694 
 
 Eart'ii's transitory things decay 571 
 
 Equip me for the war 562 
 
 Ere to the world again we go 106 
 
 Eternal and Immortal King 17 
 
 Eternal God, almighty Cause 16 
 
 Eternal power, whose high^bode 62 
 
 Faith is the brightest evidence 477 
 
 Far as thy name is known 247 
 
 Far down the ages now 233 
 
 Farewell, bright soul, a short farewell 589 
 
 Farewell, vain world, I'm going home 607 
 
 Far from my thoughts, vain world away 425 
 
 Far from these nar-row scenes 576 I 
 
 Father, liow wide thy glories shines 'i9 
 
 Father, I stretch my" liands to thee .. 366 i 
 
 Father of faithful Abra'm hear 534 I 
 
 Father of mercies, bow thine ear 273 ; 
 
 Father of mercies, in thy word 142 
 
 Father, when o'er our trembling hearts 412 
 
 Fling out the banner! let it float 275 
 
 For ever here my rest shall be 296 
 
 For ever with the Lord * 655 
 
 For Zion's sake I will not rest 221 
 
 Fountain of mercy, God of love 761 
 
 Friend after friend departs 567 
 
 From all that's mortal, all that's vain 448 
 
 From all who dwell beneath the skies 48 
 
 From every stormy wind that blows 530 
 
 From Greenland's'icy mountains 265 
 
 From his low bed of mortal dust 584 
 
 Fi'om the table now retiring 312 
 
 Full of trembling expectation 406 
 
 Give me the wings of faith to rise 659 
 
 Glorious tilings of thee are spoken 240 
 
 Glory to thee, my God, this night 704 
 
 God from the cloudy cistern pours 714 
 
 God In his earthly temple lays 2.')2 
 
 God in t he gospel of his son 150 
 
 God is the tountalu whence 716 
 
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 God moves in a mysterious way 32 
 
 God named love, whose fount thou art 256 
 
 God of mercv, hear our prayer 722 
 
 God of my childhood and my youth 725 
 
 God of our salvation, hear us ,108 
 
 God's law demands one living faith 153 
 
 God with us ! O glorious name 156 
 
 Go forth on wings of faith and prayer 262 
 
 Go, labor on! spend and be spent 260 
 
 Go,preach my gospel, saith the Lord 266 
 
 Go, spirit of the sainted dead 601 
 
 Go thou, in life's fair morning 738 
 
 Go to the grave in all thy glorious prime 590 
 
 Go to thy rest, fair child 578 
 
 Go when the morning shineth 126 
 
 Go with thy servant. Lord 263 
 
 Grace, 'tis a most delightful theme 382 
 
 Great Author of the immortal mind 521 
 
 Great God, as seasons disappear 758 
 
 Great (Jod, how infinite art thou 4 
 
 Great God, indulge my humble claim 40 
 
 Great God, I own thy sentence just 624 
 
 Great God, in vain man's narrow view 14 
 
 Great God of nations, now to thee 76o 
 
 Great Lord, of all thy churches, hear 537 
 
 Great Shepherd of thine Israel 236 
 
 Great was the day, the joy was great 396 
 
 Guide me, O thou great .J eho vah 2C 
 
 Had I a throne above the rest 520 
 
 Had I ten thousand gifts beside 817 
 
 Had I the tongue of Greeks and Jews 508 
 
 Hail sweetest, dearest tie that binds 686 
 
 Hail the blest morn, when the great Mediator 157 
 
 Hail to the Prince of life and peace 66 
 
 Happy is he whose early years 735 
 
 Happy soul, thy days are ended 615 
 
 Happy the Church, thou sacred place 239 
 
 Happy the home, when God is there 724 
 
 Happy tlie man that finds the grace 564 
 
 Happy the meek, whose gentle breast 613 
 
 Hark! from the tomb a doleful sound 602 
 
 Hark, my soul, it is the Lord 464 
 
 Hark the glad sound ! the Saviour comes 160 
 
 Hark! thejubileeis sounding 349 
 
 Hark ! the voice of love and mercy 314 
 
 Hark ! 'tis the prophet of the skies 222 
 
 Hasten, sinner, to be wise 335 
 
 Haste, traveler, ha.^te, the night comes on.... 338 
 
 Have we no tears to shed for him 309 
 
 Heal us, Immanuel! here we stand 357 
 
 Hear the royal proclamation 274 
 
 Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims. 577 
 
 Heaven is a place ot rest from sin 672 
 
 He came not with his heavenly crown 170 
 
 He dies, the friend of sinners dies 198 
 
 Here cares an d an gry passions cease 85 
 
 High in yonder realms of light 674 
 
 Hither ye faithful, haste in songs of triumph 162 
 
 Holy and reverend is thy name 6 
 
 Honor and happiness unite 779 
 
 Hopeless and outcast once we lay 237 
 
 How are thy servants blest, O Lord 36 
 
 How beauteous are their feet 2.58 
 
 How beauteous are the marks 177 
 
 How blest the righteous when he dies 573 
 
 How blest the sacred tie that binds 304 
 
 How can I sink with sucii a prop 452 
 
 How condescending and how kind 313 
 
 How did my heart rejoice to hear 41 
 
 How firm a foundation ye saints of the Lord. 391 
 
 How greait, how solemn'is the work 63 
 
 How happy are they who their Saviour obey. 488 
 
INDEX TO FIRST LINES. 
 
 MN. 
 
 730 
 489 
 491 
 749 
 6-25 
 409 I 
 180 
 293 
 727 
 82 
 814 
 379 
 
 605 
 173 
 588 
 728 
 695 
 167 
 641 
 785 
 639 
 635 
 131 
 
 How happy lire the youn^, who hear 
 
 How Inippv every child ot" frriiee 
 
 How hjippVisthe Christian's state 
 
 How lon<r hath God bestowed his care 
 
 How long shall death, the tyrant, reign 
 
 How lonjJT wilt thou conceal thy face 
 
 How lost was my condition 
 
 How lovely the emblems of faith 
 
 How painfully pleasinjic the fond recollection 
 
 How pleasant^ how divinely fair 
 
 How proud we are, how fond to show 
 
 How sad our state bv nature is 
 
 How shall 1 follow him I serve 
 
 How shall the young secure their hearts 
 
 How sohnun tlie signal 1 hear 
 
 How sweetly flowed the gospel 
 
 How sweet the hour of closing day 
 
 How sweet, how heavenly is the sight 
 
 How sweet the melting lay 
 
 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
 
 How swift the torrent rolls 
 
 How tedious and tasteless tlie hours 
 
 How vain are all things here below 
 
 How vain is all beneath the skies 
 
 How welcome to the saints when pressed 
 
 I am, saith Christ, the way 805 
 
 I am weary, I am weary 420 
 
 I and mv house will serve the Lord 729 
 
 I asked the Lord that I might grow 526 
 
 If glorious angels do rejoice 291 
 
 If God succeed not, all the cost 723 
 
 If I must die, O, let me die 537 
 
 If on our dailv course our mind . 454 
 
 If Paul in Cicsar's court must stand 45o 
 
 If peace and plenty crown my days 715 
 
 I know that my Redeemer lives ^39 
 
 I long to see the season come 3'29 
 
 I love thy kingdom, I^ord 253 
 
 I love to see the Lord below 84 
 
 1 love to steal awhile away 124 
 
 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord 290 
 
 Imposture shrinks from light 145 
 
 In all my Lord's appointed ways 285 
 
 In all my vast concerns with thee 1J| 
 
 In all my waj's, () God 720 
 
 Indulgent God of love 2>'3 
 
 In mem'ry of the Saviour's love 302 
 
 In mercv Lord, remember me 701 
 
 In seasons of grief to my God I'll repair 786 
 
 Inspirer and heai-er of prayer 4.53 
 
 Intemperance, like a raging flood 764 
 
 In the beginning, was the word 810 
 
 In the Christian's home in glory 648 
 
 In the cross of Christ I glory 468 
 
 In this lone hour of deep distress 593 
 
 In thy great name, O Lord, we come 95 
 
 In trouble and in grief. O God 473 
 
 In vain our fancv strives to paint 617 
 
 I sing the mighty power of God 800 
 
 Is there a God? Yon rising sun 1 
 
 Is this the kind return? 367 
 
 It is a very pleasan t thing 284 
 
 It is not death to die 575 
 
 It is not good, Jehovah said 744 
 
 It is tlie hour of prayer 120 
 
 I waited patient for the Lord 410 
 
 I want a heart to pray p31 
 
 1 would but can not sing ^^Sl 
 
 I would not live alway ; I ask not to stay 643 
 
 Jehovah's image brightly shone 26 
 
 Jehovah is a God of might 8 
 
 HVMir. 
 
 Jerusalem! Jerusalem! 646 
 
 Jerusalem, my glorious home 654 
 
 Jesus, and sluill it ever be 466 
 
 Jesus, grant us all a blessing 689 
 
 Jesus, great Sliepherd of the sheep 317 
 
 Jesus, let thy pitying eye 446 
 
 Jesus, lover of my soul ISl 
 
 Jesus, my all to heaven is gone 783 
 
 Jesus, my King, proclaims the war 558 
 
 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 211 
 
 Jesus, tender Shepherd, hear me 740 
 
 Jesus, the name high over all 165 
 
 Jesus, the very thought is sweet 188 
 
 Jesus, thou art the sinner's frie:id 189 
 
 Jesus, thou dear redeeming Lord 98 
 
 Jesus, thy blood and righteousness 184 
 
 J esus, thy love shall we forget 305 
 
 Jesus wept! those tears are over 169 
 
 Join all the glorious names .* 42 
 
 Joyfully, joyfully, onward I move 798 
 
 Joy is a fruit that will not grow 492 
 
 Joy to world, the Lord is come 159 
 
 Kind are the words that Jesus speaks 454 
 
 Kindred in Christ, for his dear sake 795 
 
 Kind souls, reflect awhile with me 642 
 
 K now, my soul, thy full salvation 440 
 
 Laborers of Christ, arise 503 
 
 Lamb of God, whose bleeding love 310 
 
 Let ev'ry mortal ear attend 337 
 
 Let others boast how strong they be 637 
 
 Let party names no more 316 
 
 Let Pharisees of high esteem 510 
 
 Let plenteous grace descend on those 294 
 
 Let the land mourn through all its coasts 746 
 
 Let the seventh angel sound on high 209 
 
 Let the wild leopards of the woods 374 
 
 I Let thy kingdom, blessed Saviour 803 
 
 Let us the sheep by Jesus named 78 
 
 I Let vain pursuits and vain desires 306 
 
 I Let worldly men, from shoi-e to shore 144 
 
 I Let Zion's watchmen all awake 259 
 
 I Life is the time to serve the Lord 346 
 
 j Lift your glad voices in triumph on high 206 
 
 j Like mist on the mountain, like ships, &c.... 733 
 
 I Likemorning, when her early breeze 38i 
 
 Like Noah's weary dove 242 
 
 ! Like shadows gliding o'er the plain 627 
 
 I Lo ! he comes, with clouds descending 228 
 
 |Lo! I behold the scattering shades 651 
 
 Long have I sat beneath the sound 416 
 
 Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye 377 
 
 Look up, ye saints, with sweet surprise 215 
 
 Lo! on a narrow neck of land 633 
 
 Lord, a little band and lowly 742 
 
 Lord, at this closing hour 104 
 
 Lord, at thy sacred feet 79 
 
 Lord, bless thy saints assembled here 249 
 
 Ivord, dismiss us with thy blessing 114 
 
 Lord, how delightful 'tis to see 80 
 
 Lord, how secure and blest are they 490 
 
 Lord, I believe a rest remains 676 
 
 Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear 697 
 
 Lord, in these dark and dismal days 748 
 
 Lord, in thy presence bene we meet 282 
 
 Lord, forever at thy side 485 
 
 Lord, lead the way the Saviour went 498 
 
 Lord of my life, whose word of power 743 
 
 Lord of the harvest liear 281 
 
 Lord of the worlds above 86 
 
 Lord, teach thy servants how to pray.. ... 532 
 
 Loi'd, teach us how to pray 116 
 
 395 
 
INDEX TO FIRST LINES. 
 
 HYMN. 
 
 Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray 703 
 
 Lord, we come before thee now 91 
 
 Lord, what a feeble piece 636 
 
 Lord, what a heaven of saving grace 38 
 
 Lord, what a wretched land is tills 523 
 
 Lord, what is man ! extremes how wide 386 
 
 Lord, when together here we meet 678 
 
 Lord, with glowing heart I'd praise thee 59 
 
 Lo! the destn)ying angel flies 308 
 
 Love is the fountain wlience 515 
 
 Lol what a glorious sight appears 667 
 
 Lo! what an'entertaining sight 318 
 
 Majestic sweetness sits enthroned 178 
 
 Make up thy jewels. Lord, and show 300 
 
 Mary to the Saviour's tomb 201 
 
 May the grace of Christ, our Saviour 107 
 
 Meekly in i ordan's stream 289 
 
 'Mid sce^ies of confusion and creature, &c 653 
 
 Mistaken souls that dream of heaven 480 
 
 Mourn for the thousands slain 763 
 
 My bark tson a troubled sea 778 
 
 My. closet, my temple, my social retreat 129 
 
 Ikly (lavs are gliding swiftly by 675 
 
 My davs, my weeks, my months, my years 634 
 
 My dearest 'friends, in bonds of love 683 
 
 My dear Redeemer and my Lord 175 
 
 My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so 501 
 
 My God! my Father! cheering name 25 
 
 My God, mv King, thy various praise 56 
 
 My God, my life, my love 22 
 
 My God ! is any hour so sweet 527 
 
 My God, the covenant of thy love 441 
 
 My God, the spring of all my joys 486 
 
 My God, thy service well demands 405 
 
 My God was with mean the night 811 
 
 My heavenly home is bright and fair 665 
 
 MV opening eyes with rapture see 134 
 
 My -hepherd will supply my need 790 
 
 My soul be on thy guard 563 
 
 My soul, come meditate the day 586 
 
 My span of lite will soon be done 583 
 
 My spirit longs for thee 421 
 
 Nay. tell us not of dangers dire 560 
 
 Nearer, my God, to thee 434 
 
 Nor eve has seen, nor ear has heard 671 
 
 Nor Iving nor Prince on Judah's throne 223 
 
 Not all the blood of beast 187 
 
 No track is on the sunny sky 398 
 
 Not to the terrors of the Lord 241 
 
 Not unto us, almighty Lord 37 
 
 Now begin the heavenly theme 71 
 
 Now, brethren, though we part 688 
 
 Now, brethren, to your homes 684 
 
 Now, from the altar of my heart 705 
 
 Now, gracious Lord, thine arm 752 
 
 Now I resolve with all my heart 461 
 
 Now, Lord, though we must part awhile 691 
 
 Now, O my soul ! the circling sun 711 
 
 Now one day's journey less divides 707 
 
 Now, pilgriiiis, let us go in peace.. 687 
 
 Now shall our hearts with pleasure raise 75 
 
 Now, while the gospel net is cast 100 
 
 O bless the Lord, my soul ! 50 
 
 O bless the Lord, my soul ! 717 
 
 O bow thine ear, eternal One 325 
 
 O come, thou wounded Lamb of God 433 
 
 Of him who did salvation bring 77 
 
 O for a heart to love my God 428 
 
 O for an overcoming faitli 479 
 
 O for a sweet inspiring ray 422 
 
 896 
 
 HYMN. 
 
 O for a thousand tongues to sing 70 
 
 O for that flame of living fire 566 
 
 Otten the clouds of deepest woe 474 
 
 O give me. Lord, my sins to mourn 356 
 
 O God, by whom the seed is given 105 
 
 O God of'^ Bethel, by whose hand 35 
 
 O God, on thee we all depend 54 
 
 O happy day that fixed my choice 797 
 
 O happy day! when h-aintsshall meet 690 
 
 O happy saints that dwell in light 677 
 
 O help us. Lord ! each hour of need 541 
 
 O he whom Jesus loved, has truly spoken.... 502 
 
 O for a closer walk with God 432 
 
 Oh for a glance of heavenly day 359 
 
 Oh where can the soul find relief 647 
 
 O in the morn of life, when youth 731 
 
 Oit is joy in one to meet 119 
 
 O land of rest, for thee I sigh 423 
 
 O Lord, hadst thou been here, but when 472 
 
 O Lord, how full of sweet content 462 
 
 O Lord, our languid souls inspire. 96 
 
 O Lord, thou know'st my soul's desires 415 
 
 O Lord, to us assembled here 542 
 
 O Loid ! thy work revive 539 
 
 O Lord, show pity, and forgive 358 
 
 O love beyond conception great 387 
 
 O love divine that stooped to share 417 
 
 O love divine, how sweet thou ai*t 818 
 
 O most delightful hour by man 597 
 
 Once more before we part 115 
 
 Once mure my soul, the rising day 700 
 
 Once more we come before our God 81 
 
 Once, O Lord thy garden flourished 444 
 
 One inayer I have— all prayer 555 
 
 One there is above all others 183 
 
 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand 670 
 
 O not to fill the mouth of fame 484 
 
 On the mountain tops appearing 218 
 
 Onward, Christian, though the region 504 
 
 OuAvard, onward, men ot heaven 269 
 
 On what has now been sown 109 
 
 On Zion's glorious summit stood 663 
 
 O render thanks to God 718 
 
 O sacred head, now wounded 191 
 
 O sinner, bring not tears alone 354 
 
 O sweetly breathe the lyres above 493 
 
 O tell me no more of this world's vain store. . 426 
 
 O tell me thou life and delight 404 
 
 O tell me where the dove is fiown 772 
 
 O that I could forever dwell 436 
 
 O that I knew the secret place 365 
 
 O that my load of sin were gone 360 
 
 O that the Lord would guide my ways 435 
 
 O there's a better world on high 411 
 
 O thou to whom in ancient time 83 
 
 O thou who driest the mourner's tear 419 
 
 O thou, who hear'st when sinners cry 364 
 
 O thou, who on thy chosen Son 280 
 
 O thou, whose compassionate care 324 
 
 O thou, whose own vast temple 326 
 
 O thou, whose tender mercy 372 
 
 Otime! how few thy value weigh 628 
 
 O turn ye, O turn ye, for why will ye die 340 
 
 Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed 399 
 
 Our bondage here shall end 784 
 
 Our Country is Immanuel's 649 
 
 Our country's voice is pleading 261 
 
 Our days, alas! are moi-tal days 631 
 
 Our God is love, and all his saints 511 
 
 Our God, our help in ages past 23 
 
 Our heavenly Father calls 451 
 
 Our helper, Ciod, we bless thy name 751 
 
 Our Lord hath reached his heavenly seat 23 
 
 I 
 
 I 
 
INDEX TO FIRST LINES. 
 
 HYMN. 
 
 Our Lord is risen from the dead 200 
 
 Our pathway oft is wet with tears 392 
 
 O what a lonely path were ours 660 
 
 O when shall I see Jesus 431 
 
 O when the t^ar is gushing 125 
 
 O where are kings and empires 232 
 
 O where is now tliat glowing love 443 
 
 O wliere shall rest be found 344 
 
 O why despond in life's dark vale 34 
 
 O woi-ship the King all glorious above 88 
 
 O Zion's King, we suppliant bow 276 
 
 Pastor, thou art from us taken 582 
 
 Patience! O what a grace divine 517 
 
 Peace be to this habitation 7*^6 
 
 People of the living God 246 
 
 Perfect through suifering may It be 475 
 
 Pilgrims, with pleasure let us past 692 
 
 Planted in Christ, the living vine 254 
 
 Plunged in a gult of dark despair 383 
 
 Praise to God, immortal 759 
 
 Praise to the Lord, for they are past 653 
 
 Prayer is the breath of God in man 540 
 
 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire 528 
 
 Precious Bible ! what a treasure 149 
 
 Raise your triumphant songs 44 
 
 Redeemed ones, tlie lieirs of God 460 
 
 Rejoice, the Lord is King 494 
 
 Religion is the chief concern 424 
 
 Religion, 'tis a glorious treasure 776 
 
 Return, my roving heart, return 127 
 
 Rise, crowned, with light, imperial Salem, rise 220 
 
 Rise, my soul, and stretch thv wings 429 
 
 Rise, O my soul, pursue the path 546 
 
 Rock of Ages, cleft for me 185 
 
 Salvation! O the joyful sound 380 
 
 Saviour, breathe an evening blessing 702 
 
 Saviour, happv would I be 456 
 
 Saviour, I do feel thy merit 69 
 
 Saviour, now receive him 570 
 
 Saviour of men, we bless thv name 76 
 
 Saviour, teach me. dav by day 512 
 
 Saviour, visit thy plantation. 538 
 
 Say, whence does tliis union arise 321 
 
 Say, who is she that looks abroad 238 
 
 Say, why should friendship grieve for those. . 595 
 
 Saw ye my Saviour 788 
 
 See how the willing converts trace 292 
 
 See in the vineyard of the Lord 442 
 
 See the leaves around us falling 756 
 
 Servant of God, well done 614 
 
 Shall Atheists dare insult the cross 151 
 
 Shall e'er the shadow of a change 7 
 
 Shall I for fear of feeble man 267 
 
 Shallman,0 God of light and life 622 
 
 Silently the shades of evening 706 
 
 Since all the varying scenes of time 31 
 
 Since o'er thy footstool here 27 
 
 Sing praise! the tomb is void 202 
 
 Sin has a thousand treach'rous arts 373 
 
 Sinners, the voice of God regard 327 
 
 Sinners, will you scorn the message 332 
 
 Sister, thou wast mild and lovely 61 1 
 
 Sleep! drowsy sleep! come close mineej'es.. 709 
 
 So fades the lovely blooming flower 568 
 
 Soldiers of the cross, arise 559 
 
 Songs of prai.se the angels sang 58 
 
 Speak gently to the erring ones 548 
 
 Spirit Divine! attend our prayer 122 
 
 Stay ! thou insulted Spirit, stay 363 
 
 Stern winter throws his icy chains 75 
 
 HTMW. 
 
 Straight is the way, the door is straight 467 
 
 Stretch'd on the cross, the Saviour dies 197 
 
 Sun of my soul, thou Saviour dear, 712 
 
 Sweet evening hour! sweet evening hour!... 128 
 Sweet hour of prayer ! sweet hour of prayer !. 121 
 
 Sweet is the memory of tliy grace 18 
 
 Sweet is the work, my Gocl. my King 130 
 
 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing 194 
 
 Take up thy cross, the Saviour said... 
 
 Talk with us, Lord, thyself reveal 
 
 Teach me yet more of thy blest ways. 
 
 Teach me, my God and King. 
 
 Teach me the measure of my days 
 
 Tell me not in mournful numbers 
 
 That awful day will surely come 
 
 That man no guard or weapon needs. . . . . . 
 
 The angels who watch'd round the tomb. 
 
 The broken ties of happier days 
 
 The bud will soon become a flower 
 
 The chariot ! the chariot ! its wheels roll in fire 
 
 The Christian knowns his God aright 
 
 The church has waited long; 
 
 The church of God believes it right 
 
 The day is past and gone 
 
 The dead are like the stars by day 
 
 Thee we adore, eternal name 
 
 The festal morn, my God, is come 
 
 The importance of a sacred rite 
 
 The King of saints, how fair his face 
 
 The law by Moses came 
 
 The law commands and makes us known 
 
 Tne light of Sabbath eve 
 
 The Lord into his garden comes 
 
 The Lord my Shepherd is 
 
 The Lord our God is clothed with light 
 
 The Lord our God, is Lord of all 
 
 The Lord will come ! the earth shall quake. . . 
 
 The night is past and gone 
 
 The night is far spent, and the day is at hand 
 
 The otferings to thy throne which rise 
 
 The promises I sing 
 
 Theransoni'd spirit to her home 
 
 There is a fountain fiU'd with blood 
 
 There is a happy land 
 
 There is a house not made with hands 
 
 There is a land mine eye hath seen 
 
 There is aland of pure delight 
 
 There is a name I love to hear 
 
 There is an eye that never sleeps. 
 
 There is a place where my hones are stay'd. . . 
 
 There is a region lovelier far 
 
 There is a time we know not when.. 
 
 I There is no night in heaven .■ . 
 
 There's not a hope with comfort fraught 
 
 The righteousness, th' atoning blood 
 
 The saints appear to tread the courts 
 
 The saints on earth and those above 
 
 The Saviour, what a noble flame 
 
 The Saviour, when to heaven lie rose 
 
 These mortul joys how soon they fade 
 
 I The Son of God goes forth to war 
 
 I The souls that would to Jesus press 
 
 ; The spacious firmament on high 
 
 ' The time draws nigh when from the clouds. . . 
 
 The winds were howling o'er the deep 
 
 I The world can neither give nor take 
 
 ! The worth of truth no tongue can tell 
 
 } They who seek the throne of grace 
 
 I Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord , 
 
 I This God is the God we adore 
 
 i This is the day the first ripe sheaf 
 
 i Thou art gone to the grave ! but we will not. . 
 
 397 
 
 471 
 447 
 522 
 651 
 638 
 4»7 
 227 
 549 
 626 
 618 
 732 
 226 
 552 
 212 
 299 
 713 
 606 
 640 
 
 64 
 514 
 251 
 168 
 143 
 133 
 248 
 
 21 
 
 11 
 
 5 
 
 210 
 
 698 
 
 214 
 
 94 
 388 
 509 
 378 
 809 
 608 
 650 
 668 
 
 67 
 543 
 644 
 661 
 351 
 673 
 446 
 813 
 
 97 
 319 
 166 
 257 
 773 
 781 
 414 
 
 28 
 623 
 368 
 519 
 148 
 118 
 136 
 113 
 139 
 
INDEX TO FIRST LINES. 
 
 HYMN. 
 
 Tlioii art the wny ; to thee alone 174 
 
 Thou dear He(UM"'uier, dying Lamb 65 
 
 Thou didst, O mighty God, exiH 12 
 
 Thoufrh liard the winds are blowing 403 
 
 Though in the earthly church below 243 
 
 Though t hy days are 'dark with trouble 815 
 
 Though troubles assail and dangers atrright. . SO 
 
 Tliou great first Cause ! least understood 535 
 
 Thou long tUsowuM, revil'd, ojjpressed 146 
 
 Thou She])herd of Israel and mine. 427 
 
 Thou Sov'reign, let my eveningsong 708 
 
 Thou who a tender parent art 721 
 
 Through thee, O Lonl, we own 400 
 
 Through this wide wilderness I roam 413 
 
 Throuirh soi-row's night and danger's path.. . 620 
 
 Thus far tie l^ord has lea<l n'le on 710 
 
 Thus I re^olved before the Lord 556 
 
 Thus saij^h ihe high and lofty One 15 
 
 Thy footsteps, Lord, with joy we trace 766 
 
 Thy life I I, eau. my dearest Lord 581 
 
 Thy presence, gracious God, atTords 101 
 
 Thy way, O God, is in the sea 33 
 
 Time is winging us away 632 
 
 'Tis by the faith ofjoys to come 476 
 
 'Tis niidnight, and on Olive's brow 192 
 
 'Tis not the skill of human art 506 
 
 'Tis religion that can give 792 
 
 To-day God bids the faithful rest 140 
 
 To keep the lamp alive 816 
 
 To leave my dear home and from kindred, &c 123 
 
 To-morrow', Lord, is thine 630 
 
 To praise the ever-bounteous Lord 755 
 
 To thee, my God. whose presence 529 
 
 To thee, my Shepherd and my Lord 298 
 
 To thee our wants are known 112 
 
 To the flowing stream of Jordan 287 
 
 To thine eternal arms, O God o69 
 
 To thy temiile we repair 99 
 
 To us'a child of hope is born 164 
 
 Trembling before thine awful throne 463 
 
 Try us, O God, and search the ground 320 
 
 'Twas by the order of the Lord 155 
 
 'Twas oh that dark, that doleful night 311 
 
 613 
 154 
 
 Unrail thy bosom, faithful tomb 
 
 Upon tlie gospel's sacred page 
 
 Up to the Lord, who reigns on high 
 
 Vain, delusive world, adieu 768 
 
 Vain man, thy fond pursuits forbear 350 
 
 Vouchsafe, O Lord, thy presence now 277 
 
 Wait, my soul, upon the Lord 393 
 
 Wake up, mv muse, condole the loss .591 
 
 Walk in the*liii:ht! so slialt thou know 806 
 
 Watchman! 1 ell us of the night 207 
 
 We are living, we are dwelling 505 
 
 We bless thee for this sacred day 132 
 
 Weep tor the lost ! Thy Saviour wept 770 
 
 Welcome, sweet day o'f rest 137 
 
 Well mav thv scu'vants mourn, my God 244 
 
 We seek't he Golden City 791 
 
 We sjieak of the realmsof the blest 658 
 
 We've no abiding city here .574 
 
 We will not weep, for God is standing by us.. 40S 
 
 What cheering words are these 
 
 What contradictions meet 
 
 What if our bark, o'er life's rough sea 
 
 What is our (iod. or what his name 
 
 What must it be to dwell above 
 
 What poor, des]>ised coiniKiny 524 
 
 What shall I render to my (iotl 90 
 
 What st range perplexities arise 550 
 
 398 
 
 394 
 
 279 
 
 660 
 
 o 
 
 774 
 
 HYMN 
 
 What though no flowers the flg-tree clothe . . 553 
 
 I What various hinderances we meet 533 
 
 i When Abrah'm, full of sacred awe 5:^ 
 
 j When all thy mercies, O my God 55 
 
 1 VVhen blooming youth is snatched away 603 
 
 When brighter suns and milder skies 754 
 
 j VVhen floating on life s troubled sea 482 
 
 When for eternal worlds we steer 481 
 
 I When God descends with men to dwell 208 
 
 [ When God fulfills his promised word 217 
 
 When proves by moonlight silence keep 518 
 
 When 1 can read my title clear 483 
 
 When Israel through the desert pass'd 152 
 
 When I survey the wondrous cross 315 
 
 When Jesus Christ was here below 295 
 
 VVhen Jesus, our great Master, came 459 
 
 j When languor and disease invade 812 
 
 j VVhen life as opening buds, is sweet 572 
 
 I When marshaled on the nightly plain 179 
 
 ! When, O dear Jesus, when shall 1 141 
 
 I When on her Maker's bosom 745 
 
 When shall we all meet again 680 
 
 VVhen shall we meet again 681 
 
 W^hen struggling on the bed of pain 323 
 
 W hen the harvest is passed and the summer. . 333 
 
 VV^hen waves of trouble round me swell 438 
 
 VV^hen we cannot see our way 516 
 
 When we pass through yonder river 656 
 
 j When we stand before the throne 777 
 
 1 When wounded sore the stricken soul 384 
 
 When two or three with sweet accord 103 
 
 I VVhere shall the cliild of sorrow find 741 
 
 I VV^hile life prolongs its precious light 336 
 
 j W^hile now thy throne of grace 93 
 
 W hile others pray for grace to die. 430 
 
 I W^hile shephei'ds watched their flocks 163 
 
 j While thee I seek, protecting power 51 
 
 Whom have we. Lord, in heaven but thee 24 
 
 i Who shall the Lord's elect condemn 495 
 
 j Why do we mourn departing friends 610 
 
 j Why should our tears in sorrow flow 599 
 
 Why Should we start and fear to die 580 
 
 I Why weep for those, trail child of woe 569 
 
 I VV hy will ye lavish out j'our years 384 
 
 i With joy we meditate the grace 186 
 
 i W^ilh joy we own thy servant. Lord 278 
 
 With "tearful eyes 1 look around 339 
 
 j Wouldst thou an erring soul redeem 547 
 
 Would you win a soul to God 268 
 
 W^rapt in a Christless shroud 796 
 
 ; Ye dilferent sects, who all declare 780 
 
 Ye dying sons ot men 331 
 
 Ye follow'rs of the Prince of Peace 301 
 
 i Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm 737 
 
 Ye humble saints proclaim abroatl 9 
 
 [ Ye humble sinners, in whose breast 343 
 
 t Ye humle souls, approach your God 19 
 
 i Y'e humble souls, that seek' the Lord 203 
 
 I Ye little flock, wiiom Jesus feeds 234 
 
 ' Ye mourning saints, whose streaming tears. . 585 
 
 I Ye servants ot the l.-i'rd 557 
 
 Yes. lor me, for me he careth 182 
 
 Yes, she is gone— yet do not thou 592 
 
 Yes, the Redeemer rose 204 
 
 Y'e virgin souls, arise 213 
 
 Ye weary, heavy-laden souls 669 
 
 Ye wretched, hungrj-, starviiifj poor 801 
 
 You may sing of the' beauty ot mountain, &c 767 
 You messengers of Christ 270 
 
 ZIon stands hills surrounded. 
 
ALPHABETICAL INDEX OF TUNES. 
 
 It is to be understood that most of the Music included in this collection is introduced by permia- 
 slDn, either purchased or "iven, and tlierefore must not be used in any other without the consent of 
 tie authoi-s, or those who liold the copyright of the tunes. 
 
 NAMES. PAGES. 
 
 A friend that's ever 
 
 near 3S9 
 
 A home in heaven 312 
 
 Aincourt 258 
 
 Alida 2-W 
 
 All Saints 229, 110 
 
 Amsterdam 218 
 
 Are we almost 
 
 there? 319 
 
 Annie 74 
 
 Antioch 73 
 
 Appleton 327 
 
 Arlington., 64, 182, 3()l 
 
 Ariel 2(5, 30f3 
 
 Atonement 377 
 
 Autumn 118, 201 
 
 Augusta 122 
 
 Aurelius 123 
 
 Avon, 42, 143, 190 
 228, 242, 287, 334. 386 
 
 Azmon 12, 14.5, 218 
 
 Balerma,21, 112.188, 
 
 221, 237 
 Baca....l4, 34, 134, -264 
 
 Badea 136 
 
 Balm oi 
 
 Barrington 99 
 
 Barby 1.59 
 
 Bartimeus 224 
 
 Batavia 76 
 
 Bava 11.5, 253 
 
 Bavaria 46 
 
 Beachly 68 
 
 Belmore 82, 236 
 
 Berkley 48 
 
 Bethany 222 
 
 Bonar 323 
 
 Boonton 10 
 
 Boylston, 80, 263, 
 
 346, 250. 297 
 
 Bradford 378 
 
 Bremen ]ti.i 
 
 Brown, 16, 147, 216 344 
 
 Calm 261 
 
 China 295 
 
 Chester 77 
 
 Cherwell .388 
 
 Christian's Home 314 
 
 Clarksville 36 
 
 Compton 50 
 
 Come ye Discon- 
 solate 176 
 
 Converse 129 
 
 Cook .391 
 
 Coronation 194 
 
 Creation 38 
 
 MKTKU3. AUTHORS. 
 
 8s & 7s. . Wm. B. Bradbvry. 
 
 10s Dr. 1. L. Andrews. 
 
 L. M 
 
 C. M. D D. B. Thomson. 
 
 L. M J. Knapp. 
 
 7s & 6s James Nares. 
 
 P. M 
 
 P. M,^ T. C. Ewing. 
 
 C. M Arr. from Handel. 
 
 L. M 
 
 C. M Dr. Thos. A. Arne. 
 
 C. P. M .Z>r. Lowell Mason. 
 P. M..//a7*. by J. C. Ewing. 
 
 8s & 7s Spanisfi Melody. 
 
 S.M 
 
 C. P. ^l... Prom '■'■Psaltery.'' 
 
 C. M Hugh Wilson. 
 
 C. M.Arr./romU.G.Glaser. 
 
 C. M Spanish. 
 
 L. M Wm. B. Bradbury. 
 
 S. M German. 
 
 7s & 6s J. C. Eiving. 
 
 8s Dr. Geo. F. Root. 
 
 C. M Wm. Tansur. 
 
 8s&7s 
 
 C M J.W.Suffern. 
 
 L. M 
 
 Ss& 73 
 
 P. M J. a Ewing. 
 
 Li. M J. C. Ewing. 
 
 Ss. ..Arr. by Geo. W. Lucas. 
 6s & 4s. .Dr. Jjowell Mason. 
 S. M....Z)r. Lowell Mason 
 C. H. M. Wm. B. Bradbury. 
 
 S. M Dr. Lowell Ma.son. 
 
 C. M G. F. Handel. 
 
 C. P. M.Z)r. Thos. Hastings. 
 C. M . . . . Wm. B. Bradbury. 
 
 8s & 4s J.W. Huff em, 
 
 C. M Timothy iSican. 
 
 C. M Ravenscro/t. 
 
 C. M William Beery. 
 
 8s & 7s " Golden Hours.'' 
 
 H. M Wm. B. Bradbury. 
 
 S. M 
 
 lis A 10s S. Webbe. 
 
 S. M 
 
 C. P. M William Beery. 
 
 C. M Oliver Holden. 
 
 L. M . Haydn, arr. by J. C. E. 
 
 I NAMES. PAGES. METEU8. AUTHORS. 
 
 I Cowper 293 L. M Dr. L. Mason. 
 
 \ Cross and Crown, 
 
 22, 45, 176 C. M Western Melody. 
 
 I Davis 195 L. M J. H. Leslie. 
 
 De Fleury 302, 375 8s D Popular Melody. 
 
 ' Dennis 51, 280 S. M H. G. Nageli. 
 
 Departure 277 6s & 8s. .Z)r. llios. Hastings. 
 
 I Desire 21 L. M 
 
 Devotion . 366 12s L. S. Leason. 
 
 ! Devotion 355 C. M T. J. Cook. 
 
 ; Dorcas 255 C. M 
 
 1 )over 143 S. M English. 
 
 M Dr. Lowell Mason. 
 
 M...X)r. Thos. Hastings. 
 M. D George Coles. 
 
 Downs 33, 230 C. 
 
 Doyle 138 L. 
 
 Duane Street 254 L. 
 
 I DukeStreet,10,19, 
 
 I 130, 166 L. M John Hattoil. 
 
 I Dundee, 28, 141, 
 
 I 166, 203, 2t4 C. M Guil. Franc. 
 
 Dunn 3.56 8s & 7s S. H. Lightner. 
 
 : D wight 126 S. M J.W.Suffern. 
 
 ' Elizabethtown.... 124 C. M George Kingsley. 
 
 i Elkhart 27 C. M. .From Philharrnonia. 
 
 ' Ella 357 8s«&7s J. C. Ewing. 
 
 ' Emma 131, 380 C M J. W. Stiffern. 
 
 Endfleld 336 C. M 
 
 Endor 1.57 P. M S. B. Marsh. 
 
 i Enon 287 10s E. S. Widdemer. 
 
 i Ennius 122 7s D 
 
 I Euclid 364 S. M N. Coe Stewart. 
 
 1 Evan, 20. 91, 259, 342 C. M Wm. H. Haver gal. 
 
 I Evening Prayer.. 29 8s & 7s 
 
 ' Evening Light... 284 C. M. D. Arr.by J.C.Eiving. 
 , Federal Street. ... 28 L. M H. K. Oliver. 
 
 Fessenden 369 L. P. M LW. Suffer n. 
 
 Florence 191 L. M C. H. Zehner. 
 
 Fountain, 41, 193, 
 
 I 281, 370 C. M Dr. Lowell Mason. 
 
 I Frederick 310 lis George Kingsley. 
 
 i Galilee 1, 219, 248 L. M 
 
 Give 30V C. M 
 
 Glen 20+ S. M H. S. Perkins. 
 
 Golden Hill 185 S . M A. Davi.'<son. 
 
 Gospel Feast 289 C. M J. W. Suffern. 
 
 Gotha 78 Ha & 7s. ...From'^'-Psaltery." 
 
 Gratitude 336 L. M Ami Bost. 
 
 Greenville 19, 335 8s & 7s J. J. Rousseau. 
 
 I (iuide 328 7s M.M.Wells. 
 
 i Haddam 197 H. M English. 
 
 ' Hamden 170 8s 7s & 4s Dr. Lowell Mason. 
 
 I Hamburg, 17, 67, 
 
 I 161,277. 368 L. M Dr. Lowell Mason. 
 
 1 Happv Zion 112 8.s 7s & 4s. .J. B. Woodbury. 
 
 : Happy Day 382 L. M 
 
 Harwich 46 H. M Dr. Lowell Mason. 
 
 Haron 54 C. M Clova. 
 
 399 
 
ALPHABETICAL INDEX OF TUNES. 
 
 NAMK8. PAGES. METEllS. AUTHORS. I 
 
 Harwell 72, 13(3. IHO Hs & Is.. Dr. LotveLl Mason. \ 
 
 Harmonv Grove.. 68 L. M H. K. Oliver. 
 
 Hiitluiway 215 L. M J. If. Leslie. 
 
 Heaven 368 C. M.../)r. Thos. Hastings. 
 
 Heavenly Portion 2<) S. M... Samuel W. Stockton. \ 
 
 Healing Balm.... 2 h. M , I 
 
 Heber 26.'5, 340 C. M George King sley. 
 
 Hebron, 60, 152, 
 
 260, 1S>^, 344 L. M....Z)r. Lowell Mason. 
 
 Hendon, 135, 234, 
 
 243, 348 7s C. Malan. 
 
 Hermon 326 C. M Dr. Lowell Mason. 
 
 Herr 342 L. M 
 
 Hertell .'.351, 38.1 C. M G. F. N. 
 
 Higher than 1 376 lis... .Arr.byJ. C. Ewing. 
 
 Hingham 189 L. M English. 
 
 Hinton, 53, 57, 352 11s Old German. 
 
 Home, Sweet 
 Home 174, 316 lis Arr.byJ. C. Ewing. 
 
 Hope 80 L. M J. W.Svffern. 
 
 Howhuicl, 79 C. ^\. D.. From'' Psaltery.'" 
 
 Howard 235, 313 C. M...i»/r«. Eliz. Outhbert. 
 
 Horton ^ 172 7s X. 8. Von. Vartensee. 
 
 Ilouglitou 119 S. M.^'Harinonia Ecclesia." 
 
 Huksen 137 8s «& 7s From ''Jubilee.''^ 
 
 Huger... 198 11s Arr.byJ. C. E. 
 
 Huntingdon 367 9s & 8s J. C. Ewing. 
 
 Ido believe 321 C. M 
 
 Intercession 52 C. AJ T.J.Cook. 
 
 Iowa 78, 332 S. M Old Melody. 
 
 1 will trust in the 1 
 
 Blood Ac, 150 C M T. C. O'Kanel 
 
 Janesville 92, 252 8s & 7s M. Slason , 
 
 Judah 196 L. M A. Doty. ' 
 
 Jtiniata 23 7s J. C. Ewing. [ 
 
 Kilburn 22, 160 L. M L. O. Emerson. ] 
 
 Kvger 211 C. M From Beethoven. \ 
 
 Laban, 24, 49, 132 276 S. M... .Dr. Lowell Mason. ■ 
 
 l^ake Mills 61 S. M J. W. Svffern. \ 
 
 Lamson 177 S. M J. H. Leslie. \ 
 
 Lavi 146 8s 7s & 4s | 
 
 Lenox 16, 89 H. M Jer. Edson. ^ 
 
 Lena 162, 2'y6 S. M J.W.Svffern. 
 
 Leonard ... 200 7s From Beethoven. 
 
 Lisle 110 C. M From '■'Psaltery'''' 
 
 Lingham 269 C. M Old Melody. \ 
 
 Lindon 322, 348 L. M Old Melody. 1 
 
 Loving Kindness 31 L. M Old Melody. \ 
 
 Lucas 360 J^figVi^- •^^- ^' -^^««0"- \ 
 
 Luther 266, 156 S. M... 'Dr. Thos. Hastings. \ 
 
 Luton 32 L. M Geo. Burder. i 
 
 Lyons 11 10s «& lis.... J^osep/i Haydn. 
 
 Madison 164 Ss D iS. B. Poyid. \ 
 
 Malvern 132, 278 L. M....Z>r. Lowell Mason. 
 
 Man oah 359 C. M CM. Von Weber. 
 
 Martyn 30,84, 96 7s S. B. Marsh. 
 
 :Marlow 1,.. 251 J. M English Melody. 1 
 
 Mason 304 S. M J. W. Suffern. \ 
 
 Mason's Chant, 30. 275 
 
 Vm. B. Bradbury. 
 
 . . G. B. Pergolesi. 
 . . . William's Coll. 
 W. Martin. 
 
 317 C. M. 
 
 Med way 128 L. M. 
 
 Mear 35, 162, 292 C. M. 
 
 Melniore 186 L. M.. 
 
 Memphis 51, 88 C. M 
 
 Memoria, 283. 296, 343 8s & 78 H. S. Perkins. 
 
 Me,ndola 39 C. M '''■Philharmonia.'''' 
 
 Meyersdale 59, 214 6s D J. C. Ewing. 
 
 Mlssionaiy Chant 
 
 105, 198 L. M C. H. Zehner. 
 
 Missionary Ilymn IXJ 7s & 68 Dr. Ij. Mason. 
 
 Mendoso .{8 10s & Us. .L B. Woodbury. 
 
 M ol u cca 159, 2()6 88 78 & 48 . . /. B. H 'oodb ury. 
 
 400 
 
 NAMES. PAGES. METERS. AUTHORS. 
 
 Mol ucca 159, 266 8s 7s & 4s . . L B. Woodbury. 
 
 Montgomery 308 C. M Har. by J. C. K 
 
 Monmouth 120 8s & 73 Arr. J. C. E. 
 
 Meroe 372 L. yi....Wm. B. Bradbury. 
 
 Mount Olivet iH) L. M J. W. Suffern. 
 
 Mornington 309 S. M G.W. Morningtan. 
 
 MotJer 64 L M German,. 
 
 Mt. Hope 60 C. M J. C. Ewing. 
 
 My Heavenly 
 
 Home 324 L. M Popular Melod-^. 
 
 My Fatherland.. . 311 9s «& %9..Mel. J. R. Thomat. 
 
 Naomi 5, 49, 849 C. M. Arr.by Dr. L. Maso%. 
 
 Nazareth 120 L. M Webh. 
 
 Nettleton..24, 175, 299 8s 7s & 4s Anor,, 
 
 New Kirk 382 10s Arr. by J. C. E 
 
 Ninetv-flfth 9 C. M German. 
 
 Nundii, 88, 238, 300, 
 
 333, 388 L. M J. W. Suffern. 
 
 Nuremburg 368 7s J. R. Ahle. 
 
 Old Hundred, 144, 347 L. M Franc, 15U6. 
 
 Olmutz 318 S. M.Arr.by Dr.L. Mason. 
 
 Orange 142 H. M 
 
 Oriel 15 L. U....Wm. B.Bradbury. 
 
 Ortonville 83, 126 C. M...Dr. Thos. Hastings. 
 
 Otto 205 8s & 7s 
 
 Ottawa 66 8s & 7s J. C Ewing. 
 
 Overton 274 7s & Gs . Harmonia Ecclesia. 
 
 Oxford 114 C. M J.W. Suffern. 
 
 Penitence 227 7s 6s & 8s. .. TT'?n. 77. Oakley. 
 
 Peoria 13, 153, 262 C. M. . . . Wm. B. Bradbury. 
 
 Perine Ill lis 
 
 Peterborough... 2, 66 C. M Ralph Harrison. 
 
 Phuvah 207 C. M German Choral. 
 
 Pieyel 50, 71, 186 7s Ignace Pleyel. 
 
 Portugal 346 L. M 
 
 Portugese 75, 104 lis & 10s John Reading. 
 
 \ Portage 330, 384 C. M J. Wm. Suffern. 
 
 ■ Poole 140 L. M Gluck. 
 
 I Praise 362 7s L. 8. Leason. 
 
 1 Praj'er 40 7s Asahel Abbot. 
 
 I Proclamation 139 8s & 9s 
 
 I Purity 43 7s 
 
 i Repose 365 L. M 
 
 Retreat, 6, 25, 154, 
 
 262, 294 L. ^1. . .Dr.Thos. Hastings. 
 I Rest, 44, 106, 172 
 1 192, 290 L. M. . . . Wm. B. Bradbury. 
 
 I Rest 119 C. M J. Wm.Suffern. 
 
 ; Review 69 C. M J. Wm. Stiff em. 
 
 I Rich ford 183 L. M.i^'rom The'' Psaltery." 
 
 \ Rockingham, 102, 
 
 I 124, 232, 270 L. M....Z>r. Loicell Mason. 
 
 Rock of Ages 86 7s Dr. Thos. Hastings. 
 
 Rodman 72 11s & 10s. . ."The Psaltery." 
 
 Rochester 11 C. M 
 
 Rohr 315 C. M 
 
 Rollins 3i7 S. M 
 
 1 Rosedale 5, 148 L. M Dr. Geo. F. Root. 
 
 Rosefield 3717s Dr. C. Malan. 
 
 Rothwell 273 L. M William Tansur. 
 
 Rowley 245 P. M English. 
 
 Sabbat'h Eve 62 L. M J. W. Suffern. 
 
 Salvator 104 11. M 
 
 I Sacred Crown.. . . 90 7s & 6s Har. by J. C. E. 
 
 'Sandusky 390 S. M Jer. Jngalls. 
 
 i Savannah 108 10s Ignace Pleyel. 
 
 i Scotland 291 12s John Clark. 
 
 I Security 56, 2,'^6 L. M J. W. Suffern. 
 
 Seasons Sd L. M Pleyel. 
 
 I Seymour 149 L. M Wm. B. Bradbury. 
 
 Shawnuit..65, 340, 380 S. M Dr. Lowell Mason. 
 
 i Sherburne 307 L. M Dr. Lowell Mason, 
 
 ! Shepherd 206 lis & 10s "The Jubilee.'' 
 
ALPHABETICAL INDEX OF TUNES. 
 
 KAITBS. FAOES. 
 
 Shellj- 7 
 
 Shiiiand 114, 200 
 
 Shining Shore.... 3-2*) 
 
 Sicily So 
 
 SUoam, 81, 223, 249, 
 
 298, 353 
 
 Sonnet 241 
 
 Silver Street 4 144 
 
 Song of Deliver- 
 ance 374 
 
 Soule 37 
 
 St. Martin's.... 63, 187 
 
 St. Michael's 217 
 
 St. Thomas 8, 17 
 
 State Street, 29, 34, 
 
 87, 338 
 
 Stephens 225 
 
 Sterling 117 
 
 Stockwell 158 
 
 Stowe 98 
 
 Submission 278 
 
 Swain 202 
 
 Sweet Hour of 
 
 Prayer 52 
 
 Thanksgiving 362 
 
 Thatcher 181, 272 
 
 The Angel's Song, 83 
 The Voice ol Tri- 
 umph 100 
 
 The Family Bible, 350 
 The Stranger at 
 
 the Door 178 
 
 The Choral Song, 108 
 The Wanderer... 103 
 There is a Happy 
 
 Land 387 
 
 Theodorus 379 
 
 Time is Winging, 305 
 
 Truro 339 
 
 Unity 332 
 
 Utica 148 
 
 MBTKRS. AUTHORS. 
 C. M 
 
 S, M Samuel Stanley. 
 
 8s&7s Dr. G. F.Root. 
 
 8s & 73 Mozart. 
 
 C. M .1. B. Woodbury. 
 
 8s & 4s Har. by J. C. E. 
 
 S. M.- 
 
 P. M Har. by J. C. E. 
 
 L. M LB. Woodbury. 
 
 C. M Wm. 2'ansur. 
 
 10s & lis. . .. Geo. F. Handel. 
 S. M Aaron Williams. 
 
 S. M J. C. Woodman. 
 
 C. M TFm. Jones. 
 
 L. M Harrison. 
 
 8s. & 7s D. E. Jones. 
 
 H. ^..Arr. by. Dr. L.Mason. 
 
 6s&5s Arr. by J. C. E. 
 
 L. M Mozart. 
 
 L. M. . . . Wm. B. Bradbury. 
 
 L. M N. Coe Stewart. 
 
 S. M G. F. Handel. 
 
 L. M J.W.Suffern. 
 
 10s, lis &.\1s...J. C. Ewing. 
 12s & \la..H. <& A. byL. S. L. 
 
 L. M T. C. O'Kane. 
 
 C. M J. Wm. Suffern. 
 
 S. M. D J. Wm. Suffern. 
 
 P. ^l.... Old Popular Tune. 
 
 7s «& 6s D J. C. Ewing. 
 
 7s & 6s W. B. Bradbury. 
 
 L. M Chas. Burney. 
 
 6s & OS... Dr. Lowell Mason. 
 8a.... From ''The Psaltery.'' 
 
 NAMES. PAQK8. METKUS. AUTHORS. 
 
 Uxbridge 47 L. M Dr. L Mason. 
 
 Vanwert 487, 240 C. M 
 
 Variua 210, 325 (J. M. D Arr. from Rink 
 
 by G. F. Root. 
 
 Vernon 331 7s 
 
 Vernon 171 12s & 8s Arr. by J. C. E. 
 
 Vicolo 226, 303 L. M H. S. Perkins. 
 
 Victory 96 6s J. C. Ewing. 
 
 Vincent 318 Ss&ls From ''The Psaltery.'' 
 
 Walker 74, 372 C. M J. Wm. Suffern. 
 
 Warren 358 L. M J. C. Ewing. 
 
 Ward 224, 279 L. M Arr. by L. Mason. 
 
 Ware 92, 184, 2.57 L. M George King sley. 
 
 Warner 257 7s J. C. Ewing. 
 
 Warwick 239, 338 C. M Samuel Stanley. 
 
 Watchman 101 7s D Arr. by J. C. E. 
 
 Waterford, No. 1, ,58 L. M J. Mc Glashan. 
 
 " 2, 70 L. M J.W.Suffern. 
 
 W^aynesville 7 ^^/fn^rei:^""" ''Christian 
 
 Webb. .84, 130, 220, 3,54 7s^& 6s. . . ..'. George J. Webb. 
 
 Wei ton 43, 212 L. ^l. F^m^CarminaSaca.'' 
 
 Wells 179 L,. M Israel Holdroyd. 
 
 West 272 C. Vi. ... Dr. Thos. Hastings. 
 
 What Must it Be ? 320 8s J. M. Kieffer. 
 
 Wilcox 381 L. M J. M. North. 
 
 Wilmot 95 7s C. M. von Weber. 
 
 Willow Way. .180, 213 C. M J. Wm. Suffern. 
 
 Wilder 173 C. M J. H. Leslie. 
 
 Windham.. .40, 94, 168 L. M Daniel Reed. 
 
 Windsor 93, 155 
 
 285, 364 C. M G. Kirby. 
 
 Wirth 116 C. M Har. by J. C. E. 
 
 Woodland 18, 149 C. M N. D. Gould. 
 
 Woodstock 208 C. M D.Dutton,Jr. 
 
 Worship.... 36, 97, 199 C. M J. C. Ewing. 
 
 Yoder 361 C. M J. C. Ewing. 
 
 York 129 C. M 
 
 Zebulon 32, 169 %a &Qs.. Dr. Lowell Mason. 
 
 Zephyr 3, 157, 282 L. M. . . . Wm. B. Bradbury. 
 
 i Zion 48, 107 89,7s Soia.Dr.Thos. Hastings 
 
 401 
 
METRICAL INDEX TO TUNES. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 1VAMS. FAOE. 
 
 Aincoiirt 2o8 
 
 All Saints. 22!) 
 
 Appleton 327 
 
 IJiica ; 14 
 
 Hava 115 
 
 lielniore 82 
 
 Creation 38 
 
 Cow per 293 
 
 Davis 195 
 
 Desire 21 
 
 Doyle 138 
 
 Duke Street 10 
 
 Federal Street 28 
 
 Florence 191 
 
 Galilee 1 
 
 Gratitude 336 
 
 Hamburg 17 
 
 Happy Day 382 
 
 Harmony Grove 68 
 
 Healing Balm 2 
 
 Hebron 60 
 
 Herr 342 
 
 Hope 80 
 
 Judah 196 
 
 Kilburn 22 
 
 Lindon 322 
 
 Luton 32 
 
 Malvern 132 
 
 M e d w ay 1 28 
 
 Missionary Chant... 105 
 
 Melmore 186 
 
 M eroe 372 
 
 Mount Olivet 90 
 
 Motier 64 
 
 My Heavenly Home 324 
 
 Nazareth 120 
 
 Nunda 88 
 
 Old Hundred 144 
 
 Oriel 15 
 
 Toole 140 
 
 Portugal ^6 
 
 Repose 365 
 
 Retreat 6 
 
 Rest 44 
 
 Ricliford 183 
 
 Kock ingham 102 
 
 Host'dalc 5 
 
 Rotliwell 273 
 
 Sabbath Eve 62 
 
 Seciirity 56 
 
 Seasons 8(5 
 
 Seymour 149 
 
 Shereburno 307 
 
 Sonic :n 
 
 Sterling 117 
 
 Swain 2()<; 
 
 Thanksgiving 36 
 
 402 
 
 j NAME. PAGB. 
 
 1 The Angel's Song 83 
 
 I The Stranger at the Door. . . 178 
 
 ! Truro 339 
 
 ! Uxbridge 47 
 
 Vicolo 226 
 
 Warren 358 
 
 Ward 2-24 
 
 Ware 92 
 
 Waterford, No. 1 58 
 
 Waterford, No. 2 70 
 
 Welton 43 
 
 Wells 179 
 
 Wilcox 381 
 
 Windham 40 
 
 Zephyr 3 
 
 L. M. D. 
 
 Duane Sti*eet 254 
 
 C. M. 
 
 Antioch 73 
 
 Arlington 64 
 
 Avon 42 
 
 Azmon 12 
 
 Balerma 21 
 
 Barby 159 
 
 Batavia 76 
 
 Bradford 378 
 
 Brown 16 
 
 China 295 
 
 Chester 77 
 
 Cher well 388 
 
 Coronation 194 
 
 Cross and Crown 22 
 
 Dorcas 255 
 
 Downs 33 
 
 Dundee 28 
 
 Elizabethtown 124 
 
 Elkhart 27 
 
 Emma 131 
 
 Evan 20 
 
 Fountain 41 
 
 Give 304 
 
 Gospel Feast 289 
 
 Haron 54 
 
 Heaven 368 
 
 Heber 2()5 
 
 Hermon 326 
 
 Hertell 351 
 
 Howard 21 
 
 I Do r.elieve .. 321 
 
 Intercession 52 
 
 K vger 211 
 
 Lisle 110 
 
 JNIanoah 359 
 
 Marlow 1 
 
 Mear 25 
 
 Mem phis 51 
 
 Menttota 39 
 
 NAKE. PAGB- 
 
 Montgomery 308 
 
 Mt. Hope 60 
 
 Naomi 5 
 
 Ninety-flfth 9 
 
 Ortonville 83 
 
 Oxford 114 
 
 Peoria 13 
 
 Peterborough 2 
 
 Portage 330 
 
 Rest 119 
 
 Review 69 
 
 Rochester 11 
 
 Rolir 315 
 
 Shelley 7 
 
 Slloam 81 
 
 St. Martin's 187 
 
 The Choral Song 108 
 
 Van wert 4 
 
 Walker 74 
 
 Warwick 239 
 
 West 272 
 
 Willow Way 180 
 
 Wilder 173 
 
 Windsor 93 
 
 Wirth 116 
 
 Woodland 18 
 
 W oodstock 208 
 
 Worshii :. 36 
 
 Yoder 361 
 
 York 129 
 
 C. M. D. 
 
 Alida 246 
 
 Evening Light 284 
 
 Howland 79 
 
 Varina 210 
 
 S. M. 
 
 Augusta 122 
 
 Baclea 136 
 
 Bonar 323 
 
 Boylston 80 
 
 Coin pton 50 
 
 Converse 129 
 
 Den nis 51 
 
 Dover 143 
 
 Dwight 126 
 
 Glen 204 
 
 (golden Hill 185 
 
 Heavenly Portion 20 
 
 Houghton 119 
 
 Iowa # 78 
 
 Laban 24 
 
 Lake Mills 61 
 
 Lamson 177 
 
 Lena 162 
 
 Luther 156 
 
 Mason 304 
 
METRICAL INDEX TO TUNES. 
 
 17A1CB. PAGE. 
 
 M ornington 3(V.) 
 
 Olmutz SIS 
 
 RoUina 3;i7 
 
 Stindusky 390 
 
 Shawm ut Go 
 
 Shirland 114 
 
 St. Thomas 8 
 
 Silver Street 44 
 
 State Street 29 
 
 Thatcher 181 
 
 S. M. D. 
 The Wanderer 
 
 103 
 
 L. M. P. 
 
 Boonton, 
 
 C. H. M. 
 
 10 
 
 H. M. 
 
 Fessenden 369 
 
 C. P. M. 
 
 Ariel 26 
 
 Aurellus 123 
 
 Bremen 165 
 
 Cook 391 
 
 P. M. 
 
 Are We Almost There? 319 
 
 Ann 'e 74 
 
 Atonement 374 
 
 Beachly 68 
 
 Endor 157 
 
 Rowley 245 
 
 Song of Deliverance 374 
 
 Had d am 197 
 
 Harwich 46 
 
 Lenox 16 
 
 Orange 142 
 
 7s. 
 
 Ennus 122 
 
 Guide 328 
 
 Hendon 325 
 
 Horton 172 
 
 Juniata 23 
 
 Leonard 200 
 
 Martyn 30 
 
 Nureniburg 2f>8 
 
 Pleyel 50 
 
 Praise 362 | 
 
 Praver 40 | 
 
 Purity 43 I 
 
 Rock of Ages 86 I 
 
 Rosefleld 371 j 
 
 Vernon .331 
 
 Warner 2.57 
 
 Watchman 101 ' 
 
 7s. & 63. 
 Amsterdam 218 ' 
 
 NAMK. PAOK. 
 
 Balm 54 
 
 Missionary Hynin i;i3 
 
 Overton 274 
 
 Sacred Crown 90 
 
 Theodorus 379 
 
 Time is Winging 305 
 
 Webb 84 
 
 7s. 6s. & 8s. 
 
 Penitence 227 
 
 6s. 
 
 Meyersdale 59 
 
 Victory 96 
 
 6s. & 4s. 
 Bethany 222 
 
 6s. & 5s. 
 
 Submission 278 
 
 Unity 332 
 
 6s. & 8s. 
 
 Departure 277 
 
 8s. 
 
 Barrington 99 
 
 Berkley 48 
 
 De Fleury 302 
 
 Madison 164 
 
 Utica 148 
 
 What Must It Be? 320 
 
 8s. & 7s. 
 
 A Friend that's Ever Near. . 389 
 
 Autumn 118 
 
 Bavaria 46 
 
 Christian's Home 314 
 
 Dunn 3.56 
 
 Ella 3.57 
 
 Gotha 78 
 
 Greenville 19 
 
 Harwell 72 
 
 Hudson 137 
 
 Janesville 92 
 
 Menioria 283 
 
 Monmouth 120 
 
 Otto 205 
 
 Ottawa 66 
 
 Shining Shore 329 
 
 Sicily 85 
 
 Stock well 158 
 
 Vincent... 318 
 
 8s. & 48. 
 
 Calvin 261 
 
 Sonnet 241 
 
 NAMK. 8s. & 6s. PAOB. 
 
 Zebulon 32 
 
 8s. & 9s. 
 Proclamation 139 
 
 8s. 78. & 4s. 
 
 Hamden 170 
 
 Happy Zion 1 12 
 
 Lavi. 146 
 
 Molucca 159 
 
 Nettleton 24 
 
 Waynesville 7 
 
 Zion 84 
 
 9s. & 8s. 
 
 Huntingdon 367 
 
 My Fatherland.. 311 
 
 10s. 
 
 A Home in Heaven 312 
 
 Enon 287 
 
 New Kirk 382 
 
 Savanah 108 
 
 lOs. lis. & 12s. 
 The voice of Triumph 100 
 
 lOs. & lis 
 
 Lyons 11 
 
 Mendoso 38 
 
 St. Michael's 217 
 
 10s. OS. lis. 12s. 6s. & 128. 
 Lucas 360 
 
 lis. 
 
 Frederick 310 
 
 Home, Sweet Home 174 
 
 Higher than 1 376 
 
 Hinton 352 
 
 Huger 198 
 
 Ferine Ill 
 
 lis. & 10s. 
 
 Come Ye Disconsolate 176 
 
 Portuguese 75 
 
 Rodman 72 
 
 Shepherd. , 206 
 
 12s. 
 
 Devotion 366 
 
 Scotland 291 
 
 12s. & 8s. 
 Vernon 170 
 
 12s. & lis. 
 The Family Bible 350 
 
 403 
 
INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 
 
 The figures refer to the Number of the Hymns. 
 
 Abba Father, 401. 
 
 Absence from God deprecated, 372. 
 
 Adoption. 40(), 401. 
 
 Advent, first, of Chrl.st— see Christ. 
 
 Advent, second, 207-214. 
 
 Advocate, 190. 
 
 Affliction and trials, 402-420. 
 
 Comfort in, 411. 418, 419. 
 
 Common to believers, 414. 
 
 Deliverance from, 410, 815. 
 
 Jovful in, 408, 417. 
 
 Prayerin, 412,413, 415, 
 
 Welcomed, 403. 
 Angels, 789. 
 
 Annual Meeting— see Council Meetings. 
 Anointing. 323. 324. 
 Armor. Christian. . 588, 562. 
 Ascension— see Christ. 
 Asiiained of Christ, 290, 466. 
 Aspirations, 421-437. 
 
 After Christ, 427, 431, 433, 803. 
 
 After God, 421, 428, 430, 432, 434, 435, 437. 
 
 After glory, 422. 
 
 A iter heaven, 4'23. 4-26, 429. 
 
 After righteousness, 435, 436. 
 Assurance, 438-441. 
 Atonement— see Christ. 
 
 Backsliding, 442-446. 
 
 Lamented, 44:^,444. 
 
 Prayer in, 445. 
 Banner. 275. 
 Baptism. '284, 294. 
 
 A burial. 286. 
 
 After. 294. 
 
 Delight in, 284, 285, 290, 291. 
 
 Emblematical, 293. 
 
 Of Christ, 287. 
 
 Prayer at. 288, 289. 
 
 Renunciation at, 292. 
 Barren tig tree, 442. 
 Birthday. IV.^. 
 Blood of Christ, 184, 185, 
 
 Christ^Advent, first, 157-16,5. 
 Advent, second— see Advent 
 Ascension, 2<X), 206. 
 
 Atonement, 45, 184, ia5, 187, 189, 193, 310, 314,378. 
 Coronation. 381, 
 Death. 19;i-198 768,788, 
 Divinitv, 76. l61. 162. 178, 810. 
 Example, in, 175, 297. 
 Humiliation, 170, 298. 
 Intercession, 190. 
 King. l.'W, 22;^. .381. 
 Lifejind Mission, 166-178. 
 Miracles, 176. 
 
 404 
 
 Christ— Names and Characters, 179-190. 
 
 Preciousness, 188, 178, 217. 
 
 Priest. 186. 
 
 Prophet, Priest and King, 42, 167. 
 
 Reign— see Advent. 
 
 Resurrection, 199-206. 
 
 Sutferings. 191, 192, 30.5. 313. 
 Christian Life and Experience, 400-566. 
 Church, 229-256. 
 
 Admonished, 255. 
 
 Aliens invited to examine it, 247. 
 
 A little flock, 234. 
 
 Application for membership, 246. 
 
 Beautiful representations of the, 238. 
 
 Birth-place of saints, 2.52. 
 
 Christ in the midst of it, 231. 
 
 Christ's love to it, 237. 
 
 Converts welcomed, 245. 
 
 Dedication. 3'25, .326. 
 
 Delight in, 240,2.53, 767, 790. 
 
 Desolation of the. 244. 
 
 Dwelling place of God, 229. 
 
 God's love to the, 230, 335. 
 
 Im m o vable, 232. 
 
 In conflict, 23^3, 236. 
 
 Organization, 249.2.50, 254. 
 
 Wanting in primitive love, 256. 
 
 Victorious— see Advent. 
 Communion, 305-315. 
 Confidence, 4.52, 457. 
 Consecration, 461. 
 Consistency. 460. 4.58. 
 Contentment. 462. 
 Conversion. 463. 464. 
 Council Meetings, 282, 283. 
 Courage. 4tW, 804. 
 Coventiut, security in God's, 441, 
 Creation— see God. 
 Cross, 467-471. 
 
 Deacons, choice of, 276. 
 Dead, the speaking, 546. 
 Death- 
 Address to a departed sister, 611. 
 
 Address to Christians in, 615, 616, 589. 
 Again, 599, 584. 
 Asleep, .55>8. 
 
 Beautitul emblems of 594. 
 
 Hope in. 574, 576-578, .597, 607-609, 613, 618. 
 
 Ofa husband, 593. 
 
 Of a Minister, 614, 582, 590. 
 
 Ofa wife. .592. 
 
 Ofa vouth, 603. 
 
 Of cliildren, .56.*^, .570, .578, .579, 581, 585, 591. 
 
 Ot the righteous, refiectious on, 589, 615, 616. 
 
 Only at times pleasant, 572. 
 
 Prepai-ations for, 587. 
 
INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 
 
 Death— Separates friends, 507. 
 
 The gate of Heaven, 5S0. 
 
 The summons of, iJOo. 
 
 Warnings of, o%, aYl. 
 
 Victory over, (510, 624, 625. 
 Deceitfulness of sin,373. 
 Dediciition— see Church. 
 Diligence, 501. 
 Discipline, 47-2-475. 
 Devotion, private, 123-129. 
 
 Encouragement, 431. 
 Established, 5'22. 
 Equality of man, 775. 
 Evening Hymns, 701-713. 
 
 Faith, 476-480. 
 
 Evidence of things not seen, 477. 
 
 Living, 478. 
 
 Walking by, 476. 
 
 Working, 480. 
 
 Triumphant, 479. 
 Faithfulness, 500. 
 Fall of man, 373-377. 
 
 Family woi-ship — see Evening and Morning. 
 Fasts, 74t)-749. 
 
 Fellowship with God— see Communion with Ood. 
 Fellowship, Christian, 310-322. 
 
 God— Being and Att- ibutes, 1-19. 
 
 Compassion, 50, 313, 324. 
 
 Condescension, 3, 15. 
 
 Eternity, 12. 
 
 Existence, 1. 
 
 Goodness, 18, 19. 
 
 Greatness, 2, 4. 
 
 Holiness, 0. 
 
 Invisible, 17. 
 
 Love, 13. 
 
 Omniscience and Omnipresence, 10. 
 
 Omnipotence, 11. 
 
 Truthfulness, 8, 9. 
 
 Unsearchable, 14. 
 
 Unchangeable, 7. 
 
 Unity, 16. 
 
 Wisdom, 31. 
 God— Names and Relations, 20-25. 
 
 All in All, 22. 
 
 Guide, 20. 
 
 Our Dwelling-place, 23. 
 
 Our Father, 25. 
 
 Our Portion, '24. 
 
 Shepherd, 21. 
 God— In Creation, 26-29. 
 
 Image of, 26. 
 
 Glory of, 27-29. 
 God— Providence, 30-36. 
 
 Acquiescence in, 31. 
 
 Mysterious, 32, 33. 
 
 Provisions of, ;i0, 34, 35. 
 
 Protection of, 36. 
 Gospel, 327-399. 
 Grace, 382, 38.5. 
 Gratitude, 55, 89, 90, 777. 
 
 Happiness— see Joy. 
 
 Heathen, an appeal for the, 264. 
 
 Heaven, 04.3-<J77. 
 
 Holy Scriptures, 142-155 
 
 Holy Spii-it, 395-:i99. 
 
 Hope, 481-48:i, 778, 798. 
 
 Humility, 4<*4, 485. 
 
 Idols, vanity of, 37. 
 
 Invitation, 329, 330, 3.31, :W7, 341, 342, 343, 347, 349. 
 Israel, redemption of, 222, 223. 
 Prayer for, 224. 
 
 Jews— see Israel. 
 Joy, 480-494, 797, 798. 
 Judgment, 2'25-228, 
 Justification, 495. 
 Justice, 490. 
 
 Kingdom of Christ— see-(4cfufln<. 
 
 Life, not in length of days, 601. 
 
 Shortness of, 027, 631, 0;J5. 
 
 Uncertainty of, 030, 036, 040, 642. 
 Lord's Day, 131-141. 
 
 Evening, 133, 138. 
 
 Morning, 135. 
 Love, 50<i-512, 800, 801. 
 
 By what produced, 506. 
 
 Essential to Christian character, 511. 
 
 Essential to heavenly enjoyment, 509. 
 
 Importance of, 508, 510. 
 
 Proof of sincerity, 780. 
 
 To the poor, 498, 499, 502. 
 
 Marriage, 744, 745. 
 
 Meekness, 513. 
 
 Mercy, 302, 387. 
 
 Mercy-seat, 530. 
 
 Meeting and parting, 678-692. 
 
 Meeting on earth, 678, 679, 682. 
 
 In heaven, 080, 6iK). 
 Millennium, 2LV221. 
 Ministers, bearers of salvation, 258. 
 
 Boldness of, 267, 271. 
 
 Choice ot, 277. 
 
 Commission of, 266, 269, 270. 
 
 Motives to faithfulness, 260. 
 
 Ordination of, 278, 280. 
 
 Player for increase of 281. 
 Ministry, blessedness of the, 262, 272, 274, 275. 
 
 For our own country, 201. 
 
 For the heathen, 264. 
 Ministry completed, 257. 
 Morning Hymns, 093-700. 
 
 Nature, God seen in— see Creation. 
 New Year, 752, 753. 
 
 Obedience, 514-516. 
 Old Age, a prayer for, 725. 
 Omnipotence— see God. 
 Omnipresence — see God. 
 Omnipresent— see God. 
 Opening Hymns, 91-93. 
 Ordination— see Ministers. 
 Orphan's Prayer, 741. 
 
 Pardon— see Repentance. 
 Parental Hymns, 720-729. 
 Parting, 083, 684, 087, 091, 692. 
 
 At closing a series of services, 684. 
 
 Of Ministers, 088. 
 Passover, Christ our, 308. 
 Patience, 517. 
 Peace and war, 765, 766. 
 Peace of mind, 517, 518. 
 Penitence— aee Repuntanoe. 
 Perfection, Attainable, 620. 
 
 Through sutferings. 475. 
 
 God, our e.xample in, 521. 
 Persecution, contrary to the gospel, 771. 
 Pilgrimage, 523, 524, 075. 
 
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INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 
 
 Praise to God, 49-51, 55-62, 64, 79, 80, 90. 
 l»raise to Christ, 42, 44-48, 52, 65-78. 
 rrayer, 52.-)-5i4. 
 
 A child's, 740. 
 
 Answered by crosses, 526. 
 
 Kiiconriigeinent to, 525, 544. 
 
 For ail increase of ministers, 281. 
 
 For a revival, 537-539. 
 
 For helj), 541. 
 
 Forniinisters, 263, 273. 
 
 For onr country, 536. 
 
 For submission, 531, 555. 
 
 For the Jews, 534. 
 
 Hinderanccs to, 533. 
 
 In perplexity, 535. 
 
 In trouble, 529. 
 
 Is what? 528,540. 
 
 Ofa Christian, 802. 
 
 Pow0r of, 543. 
 Pride. 814. 
 Promises, 388-394. 
 Providence— see God in. 
 Public worship, 37 -90. 
 
 Race, Christian, 545-546. 
 Recovery from sickness, 405, 410. 
 Redemption, 379-387. 
 Refuge. God a. 23. 
 
 Christ a, 794. 
 Rejoicing— see .Joy. 
 Religion, 776, 792. 
 Repentance, 353, 372. 
 Reproof, 547, 548. 
 Resignation — see Submission. 
 Resolve, the holy, 461, 
 Rest, 314, 672, 676. 
 Resurrection of Christ— see Christ. 
 
 Of man, 620-626. 
 Retirement — see Private Devotion. 
 Revival, prayer for— see Prayer. 
 Righteousness, Christ our, 184. 
 Rock of Ages, 185. 
 
 High, 786. 
 
 Sacrifice, Christ our, 187. 
 Salutation, 303, 304. 
 Salvation— see Redemption. 
 
 Nearer, 791. 
 Safety, the believers', 455, 457, 549. 
 Seasons, 751-757. 
 Self-denial— see Cross. 
 Self-examination, 550. 
 Servants, the servant-like character of Christian, 
 
 298, 300, 484. 
 
 Sickness, 405, 410, 411, 631, 636, 640, 812. 
 
 Sincerity, 551, 552. 
 
 Social worship, 116-122. 
 
 Submission, 553-555. 
 
 Sympathy with Christ in suffering, 470. 
 
 In labor, 498, 503. 
 
 For the lost, 770. 
 
 Table Hymns, 714-719. 
 Temptation, 404, 413, 418. 
 Temperance, 763, 764. 
 Thanksgiving, 758, 761. 
 Throne of grace, 542. 
 Time, Importance of, 628, 629. 
 
 Serious reflection upon leaving, 633. 
 
 Swiftness of, 664, 641. 
 Trust, 45;i. 
 Truth, welcomed, 146. 
 
 Power of, 150. 
 
 Progress of, 154. 
 Types, 218. 
 
 Unbelief lamented, 92. 
 
 Union of Christians— see Fellowship and Unity. 
 
 Vanity of earthly things,420. 
 
 Victory of Christ over death, 198, 202, 206. 
 
 Of Christians over death— see Death, triumph 
 over. 
 
 War, 765, 766. 
 
 Warfare, Christian, 558-563. 
 
 The beginning, 558. 
 
 The battle, 559. 
 
 The close, 656. 
 
 The combatants, 781. 
 
 The prize, 561, 
 
 The weapons, 560, 
 Warnings, 327, 328, 332, 333, 336, 338, 340, 344, 345, 346, 
 
 348, 350, 351, 352, 
 Watchfulness, 556, 563. 
 Way, Christ the, 174, 805. 
 
 Good old, 813. 
 Wisdom, 564. 
 
 Worship. Family— see Evening, Morning and Ta- 
 ble Hymns. 
 
 Private, 123-129. 
 
 Public, 37-115, 
 
 Social, 116-122, 
 
 Year— see Old and New. 
 Youth, 730-743. 
 
 Zeal, 565. 
 
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