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 '/Oi^V^l C;.^;i' 
 
 HYMNS. 
 
 FROM THE MOST APPROVED AUTHORS. 
 
 "To ivlid> are added a number never bef ore ^uhltjhej. 
 
 Compiled by 
 
 NATHA>f Strong, Abel Flint, and Jos ei-h 
 Steward. 
 
 ^cconU (SDition* 
 
 Publifhed according to A<51 of Congress. 
 
 HARTFORD : PRINTED FOR O. D, COOKE, 
 
 r8o2. 
 
PREFACE. 
 
 T'HERE an extant many Hymn Books eofi" 
 taining txcellent Hymns and Spiritual Songs. T6efe 
 books ba've their refptciive excellencies, and give 
 gredit to their authors or comfilers. The demand 
 for books of this kind having teen very great cf late. 
 Giving tc ■ the hapfy revival of religion in 
 many toivns in New- ENGLAND, feveral book- 
 fillers applied to the Editors for advice, ivhich 
 of the many felc6iicns of hymns extant it tuould be 
 mof advijeable to reprint. On revieiving different 
 compilations, ivith a vietu of anfivering this quef- 
 ticn, the Editors conceived that a volume might be 
 aowpiUd better adapted to the tape of pious minis 
 in this country than any they have feen. They 
 ivere urged to attempt fuch afeleciion by book-fellers., 
 and aljo by ftveral pious people. An additional 
 motive to tie attempt zvas, an expeSzatiun that a 
 fmall fum of money might be. annually raifed, from 
 tJie fale of the books, for the fv.pport of MISSION- 
 ARIES in the nevo fettlements. 
 
 Jn making this feleSiion, the Editors have endea- 
 vored to adapt it to the vfe of Chrifians in their 
 <lcfeis, families, and private religious mMings ; 
 and afo to the feelings of perfons in every fate of 
 religious imprtjjlon. 
 
 The hymns f Br. WatTS, that frf of uniw 
 /p: red divine poets, arefo vniverfally difperfed^ and 
 
[ iv ] 
 
 in fuch general iife^ thai a lefs number lave teen 
 taken from him than ivould otheriuife have been the 
 cafe. This volume is compiled principully from 
 Newton, Cowper, Doddridge, Rifpon's 
 Seleciion^ and others not in common ufe. It contains 
 alfo feveral original h'^ymns^ and many ivhich ha-ve 
 never appeared in a/:v book of dii'ine Jongs, 
 
 It ivill be obfri'cJ, upon cotnparing ihfe hymns 
 ivith the 'volume's /from ivhich thc^ are tak^n, that 
 a number h^nje been abridged ^ and fome lines altered. 
 The only apology ivbkh the Editors have to make 
 for this is, that^ in their judgment, fuch abridge-' 
 ments-and alterations render this volume better 
 adapted to tJ:!C ufes for ivhich it ivas deftgned. 
 
 In this fehcficn many ftngular metres ivill be 
 found, times ad.ipted to tOhich arc contained in tbt 
 HarMONIA COELESTIS, a volume of mufi mi^ 
 iuhlifoir.g in Hartford, by lilr. Benjuni7i. 
 Hartford, July 3, 1 7 99. 
 
 
THE 
 
 HARTFORD SELECTION 
 
 O F 
 
 HYMNS. 
 
 HYMN r. Long Metre. 
 ne Unity of God, Deut. vi. 4. 
 
 ETERNAL God! Almighty caufe 
 I Of earth and feas and worlds unkiJO"wn ; 
 All things are fubjeft to thy laws ; 
 All things depend on thee alone. 
 
 a Thy glorious being fingly flands, 
 Of all within itfelf pcffell ; 
 Control'd by none are thy commands; 
 Thou from thyfelf alone art bleft. 
 
 3 To thee alone ourfelves wc owe ; 
 Let heav'n and earth due homage pay ; 
 All other gods we difavow, 
 
 De^y their claims, renounce their fway. 
 
 4 Spread thy great name thro' heathen lands; 
 Their idol deities dethrone ; 
 
 Reduce the world to thy commands, 
 And reign forever, Qod alone. 
 
6—] HYMN II. 
 
 HYMN II. C. M. 
 
 ne DoBrine of the Trinity^ and the 
 
 Ufeof it. Eph. ii. i8. 
 I FATHER of gbry, to thy name 
 
 Immortal prajfe we give, 
 Who dofc thy work of grace proclaim, 
 
 And bid us rebels live. 
 a Immortal honor to the Son, 
 
 Who makes thine anger ceafe ; 
 Our lives he ranfom'd with his own, 
 
 And dy'd to make our peace. 
 
 3 To the Almighty Spirit be 
 Immortal glory giv'n, 
 
 Whofe influence brings us near to thee, 
 And trains us up for heav'n. 
 
 4 Let men, with their united voice, 
 Adore th' eternal God, 
 
 And fpread his honors and their joys, 
 1 hrough nations far abroad. 
 
 5 Let faith, and love, and duty join, 
 One general fontj to raile ; 
 
 Let faints in earth and heav'n combine, 
 In liarmony and pralie 
 
 HYMN III. L. M. 
 The Eternity cf God, and Man's Mortality* 
 
 Pfalm xc. 
 1 LORD, thou haft been thy children's God» 
 All-pow'rful, wife and good, and jufl, 
 In ev'ry age their fafe abode, 
 Their hope, their refuge, and their truft. 
 
 a Before thy word gave nature birth, 
 Or fpread the i(larry heavens f^brp^dj 
 
H Y M N IV. [—7 
 
 Or form'd the varied face of earth, 
 From everlafling thou art God. 
 
 3 Great Father of eternity ! 
 How (hort are ages in thy fight ! 
 
 A thoufand years, how fwift they fly, 
 Like one fhort filent watch of night 1 
 
 4 Uncertain life, how foon it flies ! 
 Dream of an hour ! how fhort our bloom I 
 Like fpring's gay verdure now we rife, 
 Cut down ere night to fill the tomb. 
 
 5 Teach ms to count our fhort'ning days, 
 And with true diligence apply 
 
 Our hearts to wifdom's facred ways, 
 That we may learn to hve and die. 
 
 irIYMN IV. C. M. 
 
 The infintfe God. 
 
 I THY names, how infir.ite they be ! 
 
 Great Everhfling one ! 
 Boundlefs thy raight and majefly, 
 
 And unconnn'd thy throne. 
 
 '2, Thy glories fhine of wcnd'rous fize. 
 And wond'rous large thv grace ; 
 
 ini.niortal day breaks from rhine eyes, 
 And Gabriel veils his fac.?. 
 
 3 Thine efience is a vafl abyfs, 
 Which angels canr.ot found, 
 
 An ocean of infinities, 
 
 Where all our thoughts are drown'd. 
 
 4 The myll'rles of creation lie 
 Beneath enlighten'd minds ; 
 
 Thoughts can afcend above the iky, 
 And fly before the winds. 
 
8—] HYMN V. 
 
 5 Reafon may grafp the mafly hills. 
 And flretch from pole to pole, 
 
 But half thy name our fpirit fills. 
 And overloads the foul. 
 
 6 In vain our haughty reafon fwells. 
 For nothing's found in thee 
 
 But boundlefs inconceivables, 
 And vafl eternity. 
 
 HYMN V. C. M. 
 
 The Omntprefence and Omntfcience of God. 
 Pfalm cxxxix. 
 
 I LORD, thou with an unerring beam 
 
 Surveyeft all my powers ; 
 My rifmg Heps are watch'd by thee, 
 
 Ey thee, my refling hours. 
 
 a My thoughts, fcarce fpringing into birth, 
 
 Great God, are known to thee ; 
 Abroad, at home, ftill I'm inclos'd 
 
 With thine immenfity. 
 
 3 To thee the labyrinths of life 
 In open view appear ^ 
 
 Nor fteals a whifper frflm my lips 
 "Without thy iifl'ning ear. 
 
 4 Eehin-d I glance, and thou art there; 
 Before me fhines thy name ; 
 
 And 'tis thy llrong almighty hand 
 Suftains my tender frame. 
 
 J Such knowledge mocks the vain cffays 
 
 Of my aftonifh'd mind; 
 Nor can my reafon 's fearing eye 
 
 Its towering fumniit find 
 
HYMN vr. [—9 
 
 HYMN VI. C. M. 
 
 God's Dominion and Decrees* 
 
 1 KEEP filence all created things, 
 
 x-'Vnd wait your Maker's nod ; 
 My foul (lands trembling, while {he fings 
 
 The honours of her God. 
 
 a Life, death, and hell, and worlds unkowq 
 
 Hang on his firm decree : 
 He fits on no precarious throne, 
 
 Nor borrows leave, to he. 
 
 3 Chain'd to his throne, a volume lies. 
 With all the fates of men, 
 
 With every angel's form and fize, 
 Drawn by th' eternal pen. 
 
 4 His providence unfolds the book, 
 And makes his counfels fliine ; 
 
 Each op'ning leaf, and every ftroke 
 Fulfils feme deep defign. 
 
 5 Here, he exalts negleded worms, 
 To fceptres and a crown ; 
 
 And there, the following page he turns. 
 And treads the monarch down. 
 
 6 Not Gabriel afks the reafon why, 
 Nor God, the reafon gives ; 
 
 Nor dares the favorite angel pry 
 Between the folded leaves. 
 
 7 My God, I woul^ot long to fee 
 My fate with curimis eyes. 
 
 What gloomy lines are writ for me. 
 Or what bright fcenes may rife. 
 
 8 In thy fair book of life and grace^ 
 Oh, may I find my name, 
 
 Recorded in fonie humble place. 
 Beneath my Lord the lamb 1 
 
 A z 
 
lo— ] HYMN VII, 
 
 HYMN VII. L. M. 
 
 The Unfearchahk W'tfdom of God, 
 
 1 WAIT, O my foul, thy Maker's will, 
 Tumultuous pafTions, all be ftlll ! 
 Nor 1st a murmuring thought arife, 
 His ways are juft his counfeis wife, 
 a He in the thickeft darknefs dwells, 
 Performs his work, the caufe conceals j 
 But tho' his methods are unknown, 
 Judgment and truth fupport his throne. 
 
 3 In heav'n and earth, and air, and feas, 
 He executes his firm decrees ; 
 
 And by his faints it ftands confeft, 
 That what he does is ever beft. 
 
 4 Walt then, my foul, fubmifTive wait, 
 Pioflrate before his awful feat ; 
 
 And 'midfl the terrors of his rod, 
 Truft in a wife and gracious God. 
 
 HYMN Vril. L. M. 
 
 The Loving' Kindnefs of the Redeemer, 
 Ifa. Ixiii. 7. 
 
 1 AWAKE, my foul, to joyful lays. 
 And fmg the great Redeemer's praife; 
 He juflly claims a fong from me, 
 
 His loving-kindnefs, Oh, how free ! 
 
 2 He faw me rum'd in the fall. 
 Yet lov'd me notwitialanding all ; 
 He fav'd me from my Icfl: eftate, 
 His loving-kindnefs, Oh, how great ! 
 
 3 Tho' num'rous hofls of mighty foes, 
 Tho' earth and hell my way cppofe, 
 
HYMN IX, [— rs 
 
 He fafely leads my foul alcrg, 
 
 His loving-klndnefs, Oh, how flrong ! 
 
 4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, 
 Has gather'd thick, and thunder'd loud, 
 He near my foul has always flood, 
 
 His loving-kindnefs, Oh, how good ! 
 
 5 Often I feel my fmful heart, 
 Prone from my. Jefus to depart ; 
 But tho' I have him oft forgot. 
 His loving-kindnefs changes not. 
 
 6 Soon (hall I pafs the gloomy vale, 
 Scon all my mortal pow'rs muft fail; 
 Oh ! may my laft expiring breath 
 His loving-kindnefs fuig ia death ! 
 
 7 Then let me mount and foar away. 
 To the bright world of cndicfs day, 
 And ling with rapture and furprife 
 His loving-kindnefs in the Ikies, 
 
 HYMN IX. Elevens. 
 The Mercy of God, Pfa. Ixxxix. i. 
 
 1 THY mercy,ray God, is thethemeofmyfong, 
 The joy of my heart, & the boafi of rriy tongue; 
 Thy free grace alone, from the firft to the i?ft, 
 Hathw«n my afied:ions and bound my foul faft. 
 
 2 Without thy fweet mercy I could not live here, 
 Sin foon would reduce me to utter defpair ; 
 But, thro' thy free goodnefs, my fpirits revive. 
 And he thatfirfl made niv*, flill keeps me alive, 
 
 3 Thy mercy furpafles the fin of my heart, 
 Which wonders to feel its own hafdncfs depart, 
 Diffclv'd by thy goodnefs, I fall to the gronnd, 
 And weep to the praife of the mercy I've found. 
 
«— ] HYMN X. 
 
 4 The door of thy mercy ftands open all day, 
 To the needy and poor, who knock by th» way ; 
 No finntr fhall ever be empty fent back, 
 Who comes feeking mercy for Jefu's dear fake, 
 
 5 Thy mercy in Jefus exempts me from hell ; 
 Its glories I'll fing and its wonders I'll tell: 
 *Twa8 Jefus the friend when he hung on the tree 
 Who open'd the channel of mercy for me. 
 
 6 Great Father of mercies, thy goodnefs I own, 
 And covenant love of thy crucify'd fon : 
 
 AH praife to the fpirit, whofe a6tion divine. 
 Seals mercy and pardon and righteoufnefs mine. 
 
 HYMN X. C. M. 
 
 The Hol'mefs of God, Ifa. vi. 3. 
 t HOLY and rev'rend is the name 
 
 Of our eternal King ; 
 Thrice holy Lord the angels cry, 
 
 Thrice holy, let us fing. 
 a Heav'ns brightefl lamps Avith him compar'd, 
 
 How mean they look, and dim ! 
 Thefaireft angels have their fpotf, 
 
 When once compar'd with him. 
 
 3 Holy is he in all his works, 
 And truth is his delight ; 
 
 But unners and their wicked ways 
 Shall perifix from his fight. 
 
 4 The deepeft rev'rence of the mind, 
 Pay, O my foul, to God ; 
 
 Lift, with thy hands, a holy heart 
 To his fublime abode. 
 
 5 With facred awe pronounce his name, 
 Whom wcrds nor thoughts can reach ; 
 
HYMN XT. [~i3 
 
 A broken heart fliall pleafe him more 
 Than the bed forms of fpeech. 
 
 6 Thou, holy God, preferve my foul 
 
 From all pollution free ; 
 The pure in heart are thy delight, 
 
 And they thy face fhali fee. 
 
 HYMN XI. L. M. 
 
 God exalted abo^oe all Pra'ije, 
 
 \ ETERNAL Pow'r ! whcfe high abode 
 Becomes the grandeur of a God ; 
 Infinite length, beyond the bounds, 
 Where ftars revolve their little rounds. 
 
 2 The loweft flep beneath thy feat 
 Rifes too high for Gabriei^s fe^t : 
 In vain the tali Arch-angel tries 
 
 To reach the height vv-ith wondering eyes. 
 
 3 Lord, what Ihall earth and afnes do ? 
 "We would adore our Maker too ; 
 From iin and duft to thee we cry, 
 
 The Great, the Hc^iy, and tiie High ! 
 
 4 Earth, from afar, has heard thy fame, 
 And worms have Icara'd to lii'p thy name ; 
 But Oh, the glories of thy mind 
 
 Leave all our fearing thoughts bchiud. 
 
 5 God is in Keav'n, but niau below ; 
 Be (hort our tunes our words be f^vv : 
 A facred rev'rence chec^?s our iong---, 
 And praife ius dent on our tongues, 
 
14—] HYMN XII. 
 
 HYMN XII. As 113th Pfa. 
 
 CoSs Name proclaimed, Exodus xxxiv. 6- 
 I ATTEND, my foul, the voice divine, 
 And mark what beaming glories ihine 
 
 Around thy condefccndii'g God ! 
 To us, to 1:5, he P. ill proclaims 
 His awful, h:s endearing names; 
 
 Attend, and found them all aljroad. 
 1 " Jekovaii I, the fov'reign LORD, 
 ^' The mighty GOD, by Heav'n ador'd, 
 
 " Down to the earth my footftej,s bend ; 
 '' My heart the tend'reft pity knows, 
 " Gcodrefs full-flreaming wide o'erflows, 
 
 " And grace and truth ihall never end. 
 A « yij patience Isng can crimes endure : 
 *' My pard'ning love is ever fure, 
 
 *' When penitential forrow mourns ; 
 ** To Millions, thro* unnumber'd years, 
 " Nevv^ hope and new delight it bears ; 
 
 " Yet wrath againft the fumer burns. 
 A Make hafte, my foul, the vifion meet, 
 All-p cflrate at thy fovVeign's feet, 
 
 And drink the tuneful accents in ; 
 Sper.k on, my LOED, repeat the voice; 
 iJiflMCt thc-fe heart-expardirg joys, 
 
 I ill Heav'n complete the r apt 'reus fcene. 
 
 HYMN XIII. L. M. 
 ^le Mutability cf the Creation, and the Inmuta" 
 
 hUiiy of God. Pfa. cii. a5~l8. 
 1 GRE AT Former of this various frame, 
 i" jr fouls adore thine awful name ; 
 \r.d bow and tremble, while they praife 
 'ihg Ancient of eternal dsys. 
 
H Y.H N XIV. [— T5 
 
 a Thou, Lord, with unfurprls'd furvey, 
 Saw'ft nature rifing yeftcrday ; 
 And, a? to-morrow, fnall thine eye 
 See earth and ftars in ruin He. 
 
 ^ Beyond an angel's vifion bright, 
 I'hou dwell'fl in felf-exillent light ; 
 Which fiiines with undiminifh'd ray, 
 While funs and worlds in fmoke decay. 
 
 4 Our days a tranfient period run, 
 And change wiih ev'ry circling fun ; 
 And in the firnxft Hate we boaft, 
 
 A moth can crufa us into dud. 
 
 5 But let the creatures fall around ; 
 Let death confign us to the ground ; 
 Let the laft gen'ral flame arife, 
 And melt the arches of the Ikies t 
 
 6 Calm as the fummer's ocean, we 
 Can all the wreck of nature fee, 
 While grace fecures us an abode, 
 Unfnaken as the throne of God. 
 
 HYMN XIV. L. M. 
 
 God^s Goodnefs to tie Children of IvIeHx 
 Pfa. cvii. 31. 
 
 I YE fens of men, with joy record 
 The various wonders of the Lord ; 
 And let his pow'r and goocriefs found 
 Thro' all your tribes the earth around- 
 
 a Let the high heavV.s your fongs Invite^ 
 Thofe fpacious fields of brilliant light; 
 Where fun and moon, and planets roll. 
 And liars, that Ihiny from pok to pol;;» 
 
i6— ] HYMN XV. 
 
 3 Sing earth in verdant robes array'd, 
 Its herbs and flow'rs, its fruit and fhade 
 Peopled with life of various forms, 
 Fifties and fowls, and beafts and werms. 
 
 4 View the broad fea's majeftic plains, 
 And think how wide its Maker reigns ; 
 That band remoteft nations joins, 
 And on each wave His goodnefs ihines. 
 
 5 But Oh ! that brighter world above. 
 Where lives and reigns incarnate Love ! 
 God's only Son in flelh array'd, 
 
 For man a bleeding visflim made. 
 
 6 Thither, my foul with rapture foar ; 
 There in the world of Praife adore : 
 This theme demands an angel's lay, 
 Demands an undeclining day. 
 
 HYMN XV. As 113th Pfa. 
 
 The Eternal Cod his People s Refuge and SuMart. 
 Peut. xxxiii. 27. 
 
 1 BEHOLD ! the great eternal God, 
 Spreads everlafting arms abroad, 
 
 And calls our fouls to ftielter there. 
 Wonders of miiigled pew'r and grace, 
 To all his Ifrael he difplays, 
 
 Guarded from danger, and from fea,r. 
 
 a Thither my feeble foul fliall fly, 
 When terrors prefs, and death is nigh 
 
 And there' will I delight to dwell ; 
 On that high tow'r I rear my head, 
 Serene, nor knows my heart to dread, 
 
 Amidll furrounding holls. of helL 
 
HYMN XV(. [— i; 
 
 3 The Ihadow of th' Almighty's wings 
 Compofure unmolefted brings. 
 
 While threat'ning horrors round me crowd ; 
 In vain the flornis of rattling hail 
 The walls of this retreat affail, 
 
 And the wild temped roars aloud. 
 
 4 In louder drains my fearlefs tongae 
 Shall warble Its vidorious fong, 
 
 My Father's graces to proclaim ; 
 He bears his infant offspring on. 
 To glory radiant as his throne, 
 
 And joys eternal as his name. 
 
 HYMN XVI. Eights and Sevens* 
 To the Blejed Spirit. 
 I HOLY GHOST, difpel our fadnefs, 
 
 Pierce the clouds of finful night : 
 Come, thou fource of fweeteft gladnef?. 
 
 Breathe thy life, and fprcad thy light! 
 Loving SPIRIT, GOD of peace, 
 Great diftributor of grace, 
 
 Reft upon this congregation \ 
 
 Hear, Oh, hear our fupplicatlon. 
 
 a. From that height which knows no meafure. 
 
 As a gracious fhow'r defcend : 
 Bringing down the richeft treafure 
 
 Man can wllh, or GOD can fend, 
 O thou GLORY, fhlnlng down 
 From the FATHER and the SON, 
 
 Grant us thy illumination ! 
 
 Reft upon this congregation. 
 
 3 Come, thoubeft of alldondtions 
 
 GOD can give, or we Implore ; 
 Having thy fweet confolations, 
 
 Wc need wifli for nothing more ;. 
 
x8— ] HYMN XVII. 
 
 Come with undion and with pow'r, 
 On our fouls thy graces ftiow'r ; 
 Author of the new creation, 
 Make our hearts thy habitation. 
 
 4 Manifeft thy love for ever, 
 Fence us in on ev'ry fide, 
 
 In diftrefs be o':r reliever ; 
 
 Guard and teach, fupport and guide. 
 Let thy kind, efFedual grace 
 Turn our feet from evil ways ; 
 Show thyfelf our new Creator, 
 And conform us to thy nature. 
 
 5 Be our friend, en each occafion ; 
 GOD, omnipotent to fave ! 
 
 V.'hen we die, be our falvation ; . 
 When we're buried, be our grave : 
 
 And, when fi-om the grave we rife, 
 
 'fake us up above the fkies ; 
 
 Seat us with thy faints in glory, 
 There for ever to adore Thee, 
 
 HYMN xrii. Sevens. 
 Invocation of the Holy Spirit, 
 
 i GRACIOUS Spirit, Dove divine! 
 
 Let thy light within me {hiue ; 
 All niy guilty fears remove, 
 Fill me full of heav'n and love. 
 
 >% Speak thy pard'ning grace to me, 
 Set the burthen'd fmner free ; 
 X^ead me to the Lamb of God, 
 Wafh me in his precious blood. 
 
 ;; Life and peace topr.t impart ; 
 Seal falvatiou on my heart ; 
 
HYMN XVIU. [—19 
 
 Breathe Thyfelf into my breaft, 
 Earned of immortal rtft. 
 4 Let me never from Thee ftray , 
 Keep me in the narrow way, 
 Fill my foul with joy divine, 
 Keep me, Lord, for ever thmc. 
 
 HYMN XVIIT. C. M. 
 
 rhe All-feeing God, 
 
 X ALMIGHTY GOD, thy piercing eye 
 Strikes thro' the ihades of night, 
 
 And our moll fecret adions lie 
 All open to thy fight. 
 
 'i, There's not a fm that we commit, 
 
 Nor wicked word we fay, 
 But in thy dreadful boek 'ris writ 
 
 A^ainft the Judgment day. 
 
 3 And muft the crimes that I have done 
 Be read and publilh'd there. 
 
 Be all expos'd before the fun, 
 While men and angels hear ? 
 
 4 Lord, at thy foot afham'd I lie, 
 Upwards I dare not look ; 
 
 P&rdon my fins before I die, 
 And blot them from thy book. 
 
 5 Remember all the dying pains 
 That my Redeemer felt, 
 
 And let his blood wafii out my ftalns, 
 And anfwer for my guilt. 
 
 6 O may I now forever fear 
 T' indulge a finful thought, 
 
 Since the great GOD can fee and hear. 
 And writes down every fault. 
 
so—] HYMN XIX. 
 
 HYMN XIX. L. M. 
 
 Thoughts on God and Death. 
 
 1 THERE is a GOD that reigns above, 
 Lord of the hea)W3 and earth and feas, 
 1 fear his wrath, la&his love, 
 And with my iips I fmg his praife. 
 
 a There is a law which he has writ, 
 To teach us all that we mull do ; 
 My foul to his commands fubmit, 
 Fer they are holy, juft, and true. 
 
 3 There is a gofpel rich in grace, 
 Whence Cnners all their comforts draw. 
 Lord, I repent and feek thy face, 
 
 For I have often broke thy law. 
 
 4 There is an hour when I muft die, 
 Nor do I know haw foon 'twill come ; 
 How many younger much than I 
 Have pafs'd by death to hear their doom 
 
 5 Let me improve the hours I have, 
 Before the day of grace is fled ; 
 There's no repentance in the grave, 
 Nor pardon ofier'd to ;he dead. 
 
 HYMN XX. C. M. 
 
 ^ Song to Creating Wifdom. 
 
 1 ETERNAL wifdom, thee wepraiic, 
 
 Thee, the creation fmgs : 
 With thy lov'd name, rocks, hills, and feas, 
 
 And heaven's high palace rings. 
 
 a Thy hand, how wide it fpread thcflcy ! 
 
 How glorious to behold ! 
 Ting'd with a blue of heav'niy dye. 
 
 And ftarr'dwith fparkling gold 
 
HYMN XXI, [— ai 
 
 5 Thy glories blaze all nature round, 
 
 And ftrike the gaziTig fight, 
 O'er fkies, and feas, ai-d folid grsund, 
 
 With terror and delight. 
 
 4 Infinite ftrength, and equal {kill 
 Shine thro' the worlds abroad ! 
 
 Our fouli with vaft amazement fill. 
 And fpeak the builder God. 
 
 5 But ft ill the wonders of thy gracs 
 Our fof ter paRions move ; 
 
 Pity divine in jefus's face 
 We fee, adore, and love. 
 
 HYMN XXI. L. M. 
 The fi^fety of trufing in God't -wife Provldenu. 
 
 1 THY ways, O Lord, with wife defign, 
 Are frani'd upon thy throne above. 
 
 And ev'ry dark or bending line, 
 Meets in the centre of thy love. 
 
 2 With feeble light, and half obfcure, 
 Poor mortals thy arrangements view, 
 Not luiowing that they all are fure. 
 And, tho' myfterious, juft and true. 
 
 3 Thy flock, thy own peculiar care, 
 Tho' now they feem tc roam un-ey'd. 
 Are led by pow'r and gcodnefs where 
 They bed, and fafell may abide. 
 
 4 They neither know nor trace the way, 
 But guided by thy piercing eye. 
 
 None of their feet to ruin ilray, 
 Nor fliall the weakeil fail or die. 
 
 5 My favor 'd foul lliall meekly leatn, 
 Xo lay her reafon at thy throne ; 
 Too weak thy fecrets to difcern, 
 
 I'll truil thee for my guide alone. 
 
ftaH H V M N XXIi. 
 
 HYMN XXII. L. M. • 
 
 Providence equitable and kind. Pfa. cvii* 
 
 I THRO' all the various fhiftlng fcenes, 
 Of life's miflaken good or ill ; 
 Thy hand, O God, condu6ls unfecn 
 Our changes by thy fov'rcign will. 
 
 1 Thougiveft with paternal care, 
 Howe'er unjuflly we complain, 
 To each their neccffary fhare 
 Of joy andforrow, health and pain. 
 
 3 Truft we to youth, or friend, or power, 
 Fix we on this terreftria! ball ? 
 
 When moft fecure, the coming hour, 
 If thou fee fit, may blaft them all. 
 
 4 When loweft funk with grief and fhame, 
 Fiil'd with afflidiion's bitter cup, 
 
 JLofl to relations, friends, and fame. 
 Thy powerful hand can raife us up, 
 
 5 Thy gracious confolations cheer. 
 Thy fmiles fupprefs the deep-fetch'd figh, 
 Thy hand can dry the trickling tear 
 Thatfecret wetsth' afflidled eye. 
 
 6 All things on earth, and all in hcav'n 
 On thy eternal will depend ; 
 
 And all for greater good were giv'n, 
 And all fhall in thy glory end. 
 
 7 This be my care ; to all befide 
 indifferent let my wifbes be ; 
 Paffion be calm ; and dumb be pride, 
 And fix'd, O God, my foul oa thee. 
 
HYMN XXIil. [—23 
 
 HYMN XXIII. ^ C. M. 
 
 7he Myferies of Providence ; cr, light Jhining 
 out of darinefs. 
 
 1 GOD moves in a myfterious way, 
 His wonders to perform ; 
 
 He plants his footfleps in the fea, 
 And rides upon the florm, 
 
 2 Deep in unfathomable mines 
 Of never-failing flcill. 
 
 He treafures up his bright defigns, 
 And works his fov'reign will. 
 
 3 Ye fearful faints, frefh courage take. 
 The clouds ye fo much dread, 
 
 Are big with mercy, and (hall break 
 In bieflings on your head. 
 
 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble fenfe, 
 But tnift him for his grace ; 
 
 Behind a frowning providence, 
 He hides a frailing face. 
 
 5 His purpofes will ripen faft, 
 Unfolding every hour ; 
 
 The bud may have a bitter tafte. 
 But fweet will be the flow'r. 
 
 6 Blind unbelief is fure to err, 
 And fcan his work in vain ; 
 
 God is his own interpreter, 
 And he will make it plain. 
 
 HYMN XXIV. C. M. 
 Myjieries to be explained hereafter, John xiii. 7, 
 
 1 GREAT God of providence ! thy ways 
 
 Are hid from mortal fight ; 
 Wrapt in impenetrable fhades, 
 
 Or doth'd with dazzling light, 
 
X4— j HYMN XXV. 
 
 a The wond'rous methods of thy grace 
 
 Evade the human eye ; 
 The nearer we attempt t' approach, 
 
 The farther off they fly. 
 
 3 But in the world of blifs above, 
 
 Where thcu doft ever reign, 
 Thefe myflVies fhall be all unveil'd, 
 ind not a doubt remain. 
 
 ^ of righteoufnefs (hall there 
 [ITbrightefl beams difplay, 
 And not a hov'ring cloud obfcure ' 
 That never-ending day. 
 
 HYMN XXV. S. M. 
 
 Exhortation to trujl in Providence, 
 
 I GIVE to the winds thy fears, 
 
 Hope, and be undifmay'd, 
 God kears thy fighs, and counts thy tears; 
 
 Ke ihall lift up thy head. 
 
 4 Thro' waves, and clouds, and ilorms. 
 
 He gently clears the way ; 
 Wait thou his time, fo fliall this night 
 
 Soon end in joyous day. 
 
 3 Still heav)- is thy heart ? 
 Still fmk thy fpirits down ? 
 
 Call off the wdight, let fear depart, 
 And ev'ry care be gone. 
 
 4 What tho' thou rulefl not ! 
 Yet heav'n and earth, and hell, 
 
 Proclaim, God fitteth on the throne, 
 And rule:h r.ll things well, 
 
HYMN XXVI. l-~%s 
 
 5 Leave to his fovVeign fway 
 To choofe and to command. 
 
 So thou fhalt wond'ring, own his way, 
 How wire, how llroug hia hand ! 
 
 6 Far, far above thy thought 
 His counfel ihall appear, 
 
 When fully he the work hath wrought, 
 rhat caus'd thy necdlefs fear. 
 
 7 Thou fe^'ll our weaknefs, Lord, 
 Our hearts are known to thee ; 
 
 O lift thou up the finking heart, 
 Confirm the feeble knee. 
 
 8 Let us in life, in d^ath, 
 Thy ftedfall truth declare ; 
 
 And publifli with our lateil breath 
 Thy love and guardian care. 
 
 HYMN XXVI. C. M. 
 
 D'l'vins Knonvledge from creation, 
 
 X THE book of nature open lies, 
 With much inilruition Icor^d ; 
 
 But till the LORD anoints our eyes, 
 We cannot read a word. 
 
 a The knowledge of the faints excclls 
 
 The wifdom of the fchoo:s ; 
 To them his Tecret God revcuis, 
 
 The' men accouut them fools. 
 
 3 To them the fua and liars pi: hi^h. 
 The flow'rs thi;t paint the fick:, 
 
 And all the bitiefs birds that fly, 
 Divine inflruiflioa yield. 
 
 4 Tiic creatures on their fcnfts pr^fi, 
 As witnefTcs to urove 
 
a6— ] HYMN XXVII, 
 
 Their Saviour's pow'r and faithfulnefs, 
 His provid»nce and love, 
 
 5 Thus may we ftudy nature's book, 
 
 To make us vi'ife indeed ! 
 And pity thofe who only look 
 
 At what they cannot read. 
 
 HYMN XXVII. C. M. 
 
 The Fall of Man, Geneas, chap. 
 
 I ON man, in his own image made, 
 
 How much did God beftow ; 
 The whole creation homage paid, 
 
 And own'd him, lord below ! 
 
 1 But ok ! by fin how quickly chang'd ! 
 
 ?Iis peace and honor fled, 
 His heart from GOD asd truth eftrang'd, 
 
 His confcience fiil'd with dread ! 
 
 3 Now from his Maker's voice he fled, 
 Which was before his joy ; 
 
 And thought to hide his guilty head, 
 From an all-feeing eye. 
 
 4 Compeli'd to anfwer to his name, 
 with ftiibbornncfs and pride 
 
 He call on God himfelf the blame, 
 Nor once for mercy cri'd. 
 
 5' But grace, unafk'd his heart fubduM, 
 
 And all his guilt forgave ; 
 By faith the promis'd feed he view'd. 
 
 And felt its pow'r to fave. 
 
HYMN XXVIII. [—27 
 
 HYMN XXVIII. L. M. 
 
 Original Sin ; or, The! Jirjl and fccznd Ailat/i. 
 
 1 ADAM, our father and our lirad, 
 TraBfprcfs'd, and juflicc dnom'd us dead; 
 The fi'ry law fpeai^s a]i defpair, 
 There's no reprieve nor pardtti there. 
 
 1 Call a bright council in tiie fkies; 
 raphs, ye mighty and ye wiie, 
 ,ieak ; are ye ftrong to bear the load, 
 1 lie weighty vengeance of a God ? 
 
 % In vain we afjc; for all around 
 and illcnt thro* the hcav'niy g;round ; 
 
 ; here's not a glorious mind above 
 :as half the ftren^th, or half the love. 
 
 4 But Oh ! unmeafurabk* grace ! 
 The eten-.al Son takfs Adam's place; 
 Down to onr world the Saviour flies, 
 Stretches his arms, and bleeds, and dies. 
 
 5 Amazing work! look down, ye fkies. 
 Wonder at\d gaze with all your eyes; 
 Ye ial"ts below, and faints above, 
 
 All bow to this myflerious love. 
 
 HYMN XXIX. S. M. 
 Tic evil Heart Jer. xvii. 9. Matt. XV. 19. 
 
 I ASTONISK'D and diftrefs'd, 
 
 I turn mip.e eyes within ; 
 My heart with loa.^s of guilt oppreft, 
 
 The feat of every fin. 
 
 Z What crowds of evil thoughts. 
 
 What vile afFedtions there ! 
 DiArufl. prcfumption, artful guile, 
 
 Pride, envy, ilavilh fear. 
 
a8~] H Y M,N XXX, 
 
 3 Almighty King of faints! 
 Thefe tyrant lufts fubdue ; 
 
 Expel the darknefs of my mind, 
 And all my pow'rs renew. 
 
 4 Thi-; done, my cheerful voice 
 Shall loud hofannas raife ; 
 
 My foul fhall glow with gratitude, 
 My iips proclaim thy prailc. 
 
 HYMN XXX. L. M. 
 
 Sin and Holirdjs. 
 
 1 WHAT jarring natures dwell ■within, 
 Imperfe«5l grace, remaining fin ! 
 
 Nor [his can reign, nor that prevail, 
 Tho' each by turns «iy heart aHail. 
 
 2 Now I complain," and groan and die, 
 Now raife my fongs of triumph hi,gh, 
 Sing a rebeiiious paflion flain, 
 
 Or mourn to feel it live again. 
 
 3 One happy hour bchoUs me rife. 
 Borne upwards to my native fiiifs 
 While i"ait|i aflifts my fearing ihghf 
 To realms of joy, and worlds of iijiht. 
 
 4 Great God, afiitl; me thro' th«S nght, 
 Mrdce mc triumphant in thy might -, 
 l>iou the defponding heart canfi: raife, 
 The vivSlory mine, and thine the praifc. 
 
 HYMN J—IXI. L. M. 
 'The La-iv cj:d Gcfpd ; cr, Chrlji a Refuge. 
 I DREAD Sinai roars, "the man be curft, 
 " That doth on^ wilful Hn commit; 
 " Death and damnation for the firft, 
 <' Without relief, and infinite." 
 
HYMN XXXH. [—29 
 
 4 Thus flames the mount ! and round the earth, 
 Thunder, nnd fire, and vengeance flings ; 
 But Jefus, thy dear gafping breath, 
 And Calvary fay gentler things : 
 
 3 " Pardon, and grace, and boundlefs love, 
 " Streaming along a Saviour's blood, 
 
 " And life, and joys, and crowns above, 
 *' Obtai-n'd by a dear bleeding God." 
 
 4 Hark, how he prays (the charming found 
 Dwells on his dying lips) " forgive ; 
 
 And every groan and gaping v/ound 
 Cries, "Father, let the rebels live." 
 
 5 Go, you that reft upon the law, 
 And toil, and feek faivation there, 
 l^ook to the flaaie that Mofys faw, 
 And fhrink, and tremble, and defpair. 
 
 6 But I'll retire beneath the crofs, 
 Saviour, at thy dear feet I'll lie; 
 
 And the keen fword that Juf^ice draws, 
 Flaming and red, fliall pafs me by. 
 
 HYMN XXXII. C. M. 
 
 Harmony of the Divine PerfeEt'ions^ 
 
 1 SALVATION! what a glorious plan ; 
 
 How fuited to our needs ! 
 The grace that raifes falkn man, 
 
 Our highefl pralfe exceeds. 
 
 a 'Twas wifdom form'd the vail deCgn, 
 
 To ranfom us when loft ; 
 And love's unfathomable mine 
 
 Provided all the coft. 
 
 3 Strldl juHice, with approving look. 
 The holy cov'aant feal'd ; 
 
30—1 HYMN XXXIII. 
 
 And truth and pow'r both undertook 
 The whole fnouid be fuifiil'd. 
 
 4 Truth, wifdom, juftice, pow'r aiid lore, 
 In all their glory fhone ; 
 
 When Jefus lelt the courts above, 
 And dyd to fave his own. 
 
 5 Truth, wifdom, juHice, pow'r and love, 
 Are equally difplay'd ; 
 
 Now Jefus reigns enthron'd above 
 Our advocate and head. 
 
 6 Now fin appears deferving death, 
 Moit hateful and abhor'd ; 
 
 And ytt the finner lives by faith, 
 And dares approach the Lord. 
 
 HYMN XXXIII. L. ^V. 
 
 Divlnify of Chr'iji. John i. i- 3. 14, 
 and Col. i. 16. and Eph. iii. 9. 10. 
 
 1 ERE tl'ie blue heavns w:re (Iretch'd abroad, 
 From everlafting was the Word ; 
 
 With God he was, the Word was God, 
 And mufl divinely be ador'd. 
 
 2 Ey his own pow'r wers all things made ; 
 By him fupported al! thhigs ftand; ■■ 
 
 He is the whole creations head, 
 And angels fly at his command. 
 
 3 Ere un was born, or Satan fell. 
 He led the hoft of morning ftars, 
 Thy generation who can tell ? 
 
 Or cotmt the ijumber of thy years ! 
 
 4 But lo ! he leaves thofe hsav'niy forms, 
 The Word defcends and dwells in clay, 
 That he may hold converfe with worms, 
 Drefs'd in fucli feeble flcfh as they. 
 
HYMN XXXIV. [—, 
 
 5 Mortals with joy behold his face, 
 Th' eternal Father's only Son ; 
 
 Row full of truth ! how full of grace ! 
 When through his eyes the Godhead fhoue. 
 
 6 Archangels leave their high abode, 
 To learn nev/ myft'ries here, and tell 
 The love of our defcending God, 
 The glories of Emmanuel. 
 
 HYMN XXXIV. Sevens. 
 Praife for the Incarnation. 
 
 i SWEETER founds than muiic knows, 
 Charm me in Emmanuel's name ; 
 
 AH her hopes my fpirit owes 
 
 To his birth, and crofs, and fhame. 
 
 % When he came the angels fung, 
 '' Glory be to God on high ;"» 
 
 Lord unlcofe my flamrn'ring tongxie, 
 Who (hall louder fing than I i 
 
 3 Did the LORD a man become, 
 That he might the -aw fulfil, 
 
 Bleed andfufFer in my room, 
 
 Canll thou then, my tongue, be ftill ? 
 
 4 No, I muft my praifcs bring, 
 Though they wcrthlefs are and weak-; 
 
 For fhould I refufe to fmg, . 
 
 Sure the very fcones would fpeak. 
 
 5 O my Saviour, Shield arid Sun, 
 Shepherd, Brother, glorious Friend ; 
 
 Ev'ry precious name in one, 
 I will love thee without end. 
 
3:—] HYMN XXXV. 
 
 KYMN XXXV. C. M. 
 
 Atortement and SanBificatlon, 
 
 1 ALAS 1 by nature how dcprav'd, 
 
 How prone to ev'ry ill ! 
 Cnr lives to Saf an how enflav'd, 
 
 How obflinate our will ! 
 
 a And can fuch linners be reftor'd. 
 
 Such ret els reconcil'd ? 
 Can grace fufficient means afford 
 
 To make the foe a child ? 
 
 3 Yes, p;race has found the wond'rciis means 
 Which fhall effeAual prove ; 
 
 To cJeanfe us from our countlefs fins, 
 And teach our hearts to love. 
 
 4 Jesus for us a ranfom-paid, 
 And dy'd that we might live ; 
 
 His blood a full atonement made, 
 And cri'd aloud, forgive. 
 
 5 Yet one thing more mull grace provide. 
 To bring us home to God ; 
 
 Cr we fliai] flight the Lord, who dy'd, 
 And trample on his blood. 
 
 6 The holy Spirit mull reveal 
 The Saviour's work and worth : 
 
 Then the hard heart begins to feel 
 A new and heav'nly birth. 
 
 7 Thus bought with blood, ard born agtis, 
 Redcem'd and fav'd by grace ; 
 
 Rebels, in God's ovvn houfe, obtain 
 A fon's acd daughter'8 place. 
 
H Y M H XXXVI. r_3^ 
 
 HYMN XXXVI. L. M. 
 
 rhe Gcfpd of Cbrijl, 
 I GOD, in the gofpel cf his Son, 
 Makes his eternal counfels known : 
 *Tis here his richefl mercy fhines. 
 And Truth is drawn in fuireft lines. 
 
 z Here, fmn^rsof an humble frame, 
 May tafte his grace and learn his name ; 
 'Tis writ in charaders of blood,- 
 Severely juft, immenfely good. 
 
 3 Here Jefus, in ten thoufand ways, 
 His foul-attra6iIng charms difplays, 
 Recounts his poverty and pains. 
 And tells his love in melting ilrains. 
 
 4 Wifdomits dilates here iraparts, 
 
 To form our minds, to cheer our hearts 
 I:s influence makes the finner live, 
 I: bids the diooping faints revive. 
 
 5 Our raging pafiion it controls, 
 And comfort yields to contrice fouls ; 
 It brings a 'setter world in view, 
 
 ^Vnd guides us all our journey through. 
 
 6 May this blefl volume ever lie 
 Clofe to ray heart, and near my eye, 
 'Till life's iaft hour my foul engage, \ 
 
 :d be my chofen heritage I 
 
 HYMN xxxvii. As 148th Pfa. 
 The Jubilee. 
 
 I BLOW ye the trumpet, blow 
 
 The gladly folemn found! 
 
 Let all the nations know 
 
 To earth's remotefl bound. 
 The year of Jubilee is conic ; 
 Return, ye raafom'd unners, hoaic. B 
 
34—] HYMN XXXVIII. 
 
 % Exalt the lamb of God, 
 I'he fin-atoning Lamb ; 
 Redemption by his blood 
 Through all the lands proclaim : 
 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 
 Return, ye ranfom'd fmners, home. 
 
 3 Ye flaves of fin and hellj 
 Your liberty receive ; 
 And fafe in Jefus dwell, 
 And bleil in Jefus live : 
 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Pv--turn, ye ranfom'd fmners, home. 
 
 4 The gcfpel trumpet hear, 
 The news of pardoning grace : 
 Ye happy fouls, draw near, 
 Behold your Saviour's face : 
 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ranfom'd finners, home. 
 
 5 Jefus, our great high priefl, 
 Has full atonement made : 
 
 Ye weary fpirits rell ; 
 
 Ye mournful fouls be glad ! 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ranfom'd fmners, home. 
 
 HYMN XXXVIII. Eights and Sixes. 
 
 Ch rifles Infancy.. 
 
 I O SIGHT of anguifli ! view it near, 
 What weepinp innocence is here, 
 
 A manger for his bed! 
 The brutes yield refuge to his wee, 
 JvIvH worfe than brutes no pity fuow, 
 
 Nor give hin\ friendly aid. 
 
HYMN XXXIX [ 
 
 a Why do no rapid thunders roll ? 
 Why do no tempefls rock the pole ? 
 
 O miracle of grace ! 
 Or why no angels on the wing, 
 Warm for the honor of their King-, 
 
 To punilh all the race ! 
 
 3 Though now an infant bath'd in tear?^ 
 He call'd to form the rolling fpheres ; 
 
 And feraphs own'd his nod. 
 Helpkfs he calls, but men delay ; 
 And guilty tinners difobey 
 
 The firft born Son of God. 
 
 4 Say, radiant feraphs, thron'd in light, 
 Did love e'er towT fo high a flight, 
 
 Or glory fink fo low ? 
 This wonder angels fcarce declare, 
 Angels the rapture fcarce can bear, 
 
 Or equal praife bellow. 
 
 5 Redemption ! 'tis a boundlefs theme ! 
 Thou boundlefs mind, our hearts infianie 
 
 With ardor from above- 
 Words are but faint, let joy exprefs ; 
 Vain is mere joy, let adlions blefs 
 
 This prodigy of love- 
 
 ■5S 
 
 HYMN XXXIX. C. M. 
 
 The glorious Go/pel. i Tim. i. ii, 
 1 What wifdom, majelly, and grace i 
 
 Thre' all the gofpel .Tiinc ! 
 'Tis God that fpeak^, and we confefs 
 
 The dodlrine moft divine- 
 a Down from his ftarry throne on hlgiit 
 
 Th' almighty Saviour comes ; 
 Lays his bright robes of glory by. 
 
 And feeble fiefh affumes. 
 
.56—] HYMN XL. 
 
 3 The mighty debt that finners ow'd. 
 Upon the crofs he pays : 
 
 Then thro' the clouds afcends to God, 
 Midft fhouts of loftieft praife. 
 
 4 There he our great High Pricft appears. 
 Before his Father's throne : 
 
 Alingles his merit with our tears. 
 And pours falvation down. 
 
 5 Great God, with revrence we adore 
 Thy juftice and thy grace : 
 
 And on thy faithfuhiefs and pow'r, 
 Our firm dependence place. 
 
 HYMN XL. L. .M 
 
 jE/e&ion, Rom. vHi. 33 — 35. 
 
 Y WHO fnall condemn to endlefs flames 
 The chafe n people of our God, 
 Since in the book of life their names 
 Are fairly writ in Jefus' blood ? 
 
 -a He, for the fins of his ele<ft, 
 I lath a complete atonement made : 
 Stern Jullice views, without defe<5i:, 
 The work he wrought, the price he paid. 
 
 .'; Not tribulation, nakednefs, 
 Or famine, peril, or the fword; 
 Not perfecution, or diflrefs, 
 Can feparate from Chrift the Lord. 
 
 4 Nor life, nor death, nor depth, nor helghti 
 Nor powers below, nor powers above ; 
 Not prefent things, nor things to co.me, 
 Can chaage his purpofes of love. 
 
 ^ His fovereign mercy knows no end, 
 His fdithfulnefs fiiall ftill endure : 
 
HYMN XI A. [—57 
 
 A-nd tliofe wlio on his truth depend, 
 >-hAll find his word for ever fure. 
 
 HYMN XLI. L. M. 
 Elef^ing and SanSiifying Grac::. Eph. i. 3, 
 
 J JESUS, we blefs thy Father's name: 
 Thy God and ours are both the fame ; 
 What heav'nly bleCings from his throne 
 Flow down to finners thro' his Son ! 
 
 % « Chrift be my firfl elea," he faid, 
 Then chofe our fouls in Chrlfi: our head. 
 Before he gave the mountains birth. 
 Or laid foundation for the earth. 
 
 3 Thus did eternal !ovs begin. 
 To raife us up from death and fm ; 
 Our charadlers were then decreed, 
 " Blamelefs in love, a holy feed." 
 
 4 Predeftinated to be fon^, 
 
 Cleans'd by degrees, but chofe at once , 
 
 A new regenerated race. 
 
 To praife the glory of his grace. 
 
 5 With Chrlfl our Lord we faare a part 
 In the affc'dions of his heart ; 
 
 Nor fhail our fouls be thence remov'i, 
 Till he forgets his firfi belovd. 
 
 HYMN xLii. Sevens. 
 Kedeeming Lovs. 
 
 1 NOW begin the heavenly theme, 
 Sing aloud in Jefu's name : 
 
 Ye, who his falvation prove, 
 Triumph in redeeming love. 
 
 2 Ye, who f'^e the Father's grace 
 Beaming in the Saviour's face, 
 
33— J HY M N XLIII. 
 
 As to Canaan en ye move, 
 Praife and biefs redeeming love. 
 
 3 Mourning fouls, dry up your tears, 
 Banifh all your guilty fesrs ; 
 
 See your guilt and curfe remove, 
 Cancel'd by redeemirig love. 
 
 4 Ye, alas ! who long have been 
 Willing Haves of death and fin, 
 Now ii-oai blif? no longer rove, 
 Step and tafle redeeming love. 
 
 5 Welcome all, by fin oppreft, 
 WelcoiTie to his facred reft ; 
 Kcthing brought him from above. 
 Nothing but redeeming love. 
 
 6 When his fpirit leads us home, 
 When we to his glory come, 
 We fhall all the fulnefi prove, 
 Of cur Lord's redeeming love. 
 
 HYMN XLIII. Eights and Sevens, 
 
 Look unto jfefuSi and be favecL 
 
 I AS the ferpent, raii'd by M-cfes, 
 Heard the burning ferpent's bite, 
 JESUS thus himfelf difclofes 
 To the wounded finner's fight. 
 ^ Hear his gracious invitation, 
 * ' I have lif^ and peace tt) give, 
 1 have wrought out full fajvation^ 
 Sinner, look to me and live. 
 3 Pore upon your fins no longer, 
 Well I know their mighty guilt ; 
 But niy love than death is (lronger> 
 I my blood have freely fpilt. 
 
HYMN XLIV. [—39 
 
 4 Though your heart has long been harden'd, 
 Look on me — it foft foal! grow : 
 
 Paft tranrgrelTions (hail be pardon'd, 
 And I'll wafli you white as iaov.'. 
 
 5 I have feen Vv'hat you were doing ; 
 Tho' you little thoiight of me ; 
 You were madly bent on ruin, 
 
 But I faid — it fliall not be. 
 
 6 You had been forever wretched, 
 Kid I not efpou5\i your part; 
 Now behold my arms outfi.retchtd. 
 To receive you to my hearts 
 
 7 Well may fhame. and joy, and wonder, 
 Ail your inward paffions move ; 
 
 I could crr.fh thee with my thunder. 
 But I fpeak to thee in love. 
 
 8 See ! your fins are all forgiv'n, 
 I have paid the countlefs fum ! 
 Kow my death has open'd heavn, 
 Thi-ther you fliall ihortly come." 
 
 9 Dsarell Saviour, v/e adore thee 
 For thy precious life and death ; 
 Melt eacii ftubborn heart before thee, 
 Give U5 ail the eye of faith. 
 
 10 From the law's condemn::.>g fentencs, 
 To thy mercy we appeal ; 
 
 Thou alone canft give repentance, 
 Thou alone our fouls canfl heal. 
 
 HYMN XLIV. Sevens and Sixes. 
 Chr'i/i the good Phyfic'ian, 
 I HOW lod vvas my condition, 
 Till JESUS made me v.-hole ! 
 There is but one phyftcian 
 Can cure a fin- lick foul ! 
 
^—] HYMN XLIV. 
 
 Next door to death he found rne, 
 And fnatch'd me from the grave ; 
 To tell to all around me, 
 Kis wond'rous pow'r to fave. 
 
 a The worft of all difeafes 
 Is light, compar'd with fui ; 
 On evVy part it feizes, 
 But rages niofl. within ; 
 'Tis paify, plague, and fever. 
 And madnefs — ai! combin'd ; 
 And none but a believer. 
 The leaf; relief can find, 
 
 3 From men, great {kill profefling, 
 1 thought a cure to gain ; 
 
 jBut this prov'd more dillreirmg, 
 And added to my pain ; 
 iScme faid that nothing all'd me, 
 Some gave me up for left, 
 Thus ev'ry refuge failed me 
 And all my hopes were crofs'd, 
 
 4 At length this great Phyfician, 
 Hov/ miitchlefs is his grace ! 
 Accepted my petition. 
 
 And undertook niy cafe : 
 Pirft, gave me fight to view him » 
 Por fin my eyes had feal'd ; 
 Then, bade me iouk unto him ; 
 I look'd, and i was heal'd. 
 
 5 A dying, rlfen JESUS, 
 .; een by the eye of faith, 
 
 .T.t once from danger frccous, 
 ^\nd [dvco ihc foul from deatk : 
 Come th^n to this Pliyfician, 
 Hi. help he'll freely give, 
 He makes no hard conditicTj,. 
 "Hi &r.ly— loyk ai>d live. 
 
HYMN., XLV. [-41 
 
 HYMN XLV. Tens and Elevens. 
 
 Fountain opened for Sinners. Zee. xiii. I. 
 1 THE fountain of Chrifl, Lord, help us to fmg ; 
 The blood of our prieft, our crucified king ; 
 *The fountain that cieanfes from fin and fromfilth, 
 And richly difpenfes falvation and health. 
 
 a This fountain fo dear he'll freely impart ; 
 When pierc'd by the fpear, it flow'd from his 
 
 heart ; 
 With blood and with water, the firft to atone. 
 To cleanfe us the latter ; the fountain's but one. 
 
 3 This fountain from guilt not only makes pure, 
 And gives, foon as felt, infallible cure ; 
 
 But if guilt removed, return and remain 
 Its power may be proved again and again. 
 
 4 This fountain unfeal'd flands open for all. 
 Who long to be heal'd, the great and the fmall ; 
 Here's flrength for the weakly that hither are led ; 
 Here's health for the fickly, and life for the dead. 
 
 5 This fountain tho' rich, from charge is quite 
 
 clear, 
 The'poorer the wretch, the welcomer here ; 
 ^Come needy, and guilty, come loathfome, and 
 
 bare ; 
 Tho* iep'rous and filthy, come juft te yoii are. 
 
 6 This fountaia in vain has never been tr'yd, 
 It takes out all flain whenever apply'd ; 
 
 The fountain flows fweetly with virtue divine, 
 To cleanfe fouls completely, tho' iep'rous asmiue. 
 
 I 
 
42--] HYMN XL'/f. 
 
 HYMN XLVI. C. M. 
 
 Thefsuntain of Chrift's Blond. 
 
 I THERE is a fountain fiU'd with blood, 
 Drawn from Emmanuel's vein;* ; 
 
 And finnersplung'd beneath that floou, 
 Lofe all their guilty ftains. 
 
 1 The dying thief rejoic'd to f<;e 
 
 That fountain, in his day ; 
 Aiid there may I, as vile as he, 
 
 Wafli all my fins away. 
 
 3 Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood 
 Shall never lofe its pow'r, 
 
 Till all the ranfom'd church of God 
 Be fav'd, to fin no more, 
 
 4 E'er fince, by faith, T faw the ftreani 
 Thy flowing wounds fupply, 
 
 Redeeming love has been my theme, 
 And Ihall be till I die. 
 
 5 Then, in a nobler, fvveeter fong, 
 111 fing thy po ,v'er to fave ; 
 
 When this poor lifping, ftaram'ring tongu^, 
 Lit* iilent in the grave. 
 
 HYMN XLVII. S. M. 
 
 The Suffering of Divine Love, 
 
 1 MY dear Redeemer fee 1 
 Forfaken and forlorn ; 
 
 Drinking the vinegar and gall, 
 And crown'd with ragged thorn, 
 
 2 They pierc'd him to the heart, 
 Oh, let me view the wound ! 
 
 And count the precious, flowing drops, 
 That (lain the thirfly ground ! 
 
HYMN XL VIII. [—43 
 
 a Ah ! who could mar thee thus, 
 
 That never didft offend ? 
 How could a finful world combine 
 
 Againil the Tinner's friend? 
 
 4 They needed not the fpear 
 To Ihed my Saviour's blood ; 
 
 Love would have burft his tender heart, 
 Whilfl mercy pour'd the flood. 
 
 5 O copious, healing ftream ! 
 Though urg'd by hoftile hand ; 
 
 From evil fprings the mighty good, 
 That cleanfes Judah's land. 
 
 HYMN XLVIII. C. M. 
 
 *The Infpirtd Word a Syfem of Knozvledge and Joy, 
 Pfal. cxix. 105. 
 ; I HOW precious is the book divine, 
 By infpiration giv'n ! 
 Bright as a lamp its dodrines fhinc, 
 To guide our fouls to heav'n. 
 \ a It fweetly cheers our drooping hearts, 
 4 In this dark vale of tears ; 
 , Life, light, and joy, it ftill impart?, 
 And foothes our rifmg fears- 
 3 This lamp, through all the tedious night 
 
 Of life, fhall guide OKr way, 
 Till we behold the clearer light 
 Of an eternal day. 
 
 HYMN XLIX. L. M. 
 T^je Ufefulnfs of the 'Ccrlpturex. Pfal. xlx. 
 I WHEN Ifrael thro' the defect pafs'd^ 
 A fiery pillar went before, 
 To guide them thro' the dreary wafte, 
 And leflen the fatigues they bore. 
 
44—] H Y M K L. 
 
 a Such Is thy glorious word, O God, 
 'Tis for our light and guidance giv'n ; 
 It Iheds a luflre all abroad, 
 And points the path to blifs and heavn, 
 
 3 It fills the foul with fvveet delight, 
 And quickens its inadlive pow'rs, 
 
 It fets our wand'ring footfleps right, 
 Difplays thy love, and kindles ours. 
 
 4 Its promifcs rejoice our hearts, 
 Its dodlrines are divinely true ; 
 Knowledge and pleafure it imparts. 
 It comforts, and inflruds us too. 
 
 5 Ye favor'd lands, who have this word, 
 Ye faints, who feel its favingpow'r, 
 Unite your tongues to praife the Lord, 
 And his diilinguifli'd grace adore. 
 
 HYMN L. C. M. 
 
 ^he excellency andfujjiciency of the Holy Scripiuret. 
 I FATHER of mercies, in thy word 
 
 What endlefs glory fhines ! 
 Forever be thy name ador'd. 
 
 For thefc celeftial lines. 
 
 a Here, may the wretched fons of want 
 
 Exhaufllefs riches find ; 
 Riches, above what earth can grant, 
 
 And lafting as the mind- 
 
 3 Here, the fair tree of knowledge growa, 
 And yields a free rcpaft, 
 
 Sublimer fwcets than nature knows, 
 Invite the longing tafte- 
 
 4 Here, the Redeemer's welcome voice 
 Spreads heavenly peace arouad ; 
 
HYMN LI. [—45 
 
 And life, and everlafting joys 
 Attend the blifsful found. 
 
 5 Oh, may thefe heav'niy pages be 
 M'y ever dear delight ; 
 
 And ftill new beauties may I fee. 
 And ftiil increafing light ! 
 
 6 Divine indrudtor, gracious Lord, 
 Be thou for ever near, 
 
 Teach me to love thy facred word. 
 And view my Saviour there. 
 
 HYMN LI. C. M. 
 
 Comfort from the Holy Scriptures, 
 
 z LADEN with guilt, and full of fears, 
 
 1 fly to thee, my Lord, 
 And not a giimpfe ef hope appears, 
 
 But in thy written word. 
 
 % The volume of my Fathers grace 
 
 i)oes all my grief afl'uage ; 
 Here I behold my Saviour's face, 
 .- Alnioft in every page- 
 
 Nre' . . 
 
 3 This is the field where hidden lies 
 
 The pearl of price unkown ; 
 That merchant is divinely v/ife, 
 Who makes the pearl his own. 
 
 4 Kere, confecrated water flows, 
 To quench my thirft of fin ; 
 
 Here, the fair tree of knowledge grows, 
 Nor danger dwells therein. 
 
 5 This is the Judge that ends the Urifc, 
 Where fenfe and reafon fail ; 
 
 M/ guide to evenafling life, 
 Thro' all tlusgioomy va)c. • 
 
46—] HYMN I.Tl. 
 
 6 Oh ! may thy counfels, mighty God, 
 
 My roving feet command, 
 Nor I forfake the happy read 
 
 That leads to thy right hand- 
 
 HYMN LII. C. M. 
 
 EfficaciQus Grace, Pfal. xiv. 3 — 5. 
 
 1 KAIL ! mighty Jefu<? ; how divine 
 
 Is thy vi(5lcriou3 ivrord ! 
 The ftouteft rebel mult rcfign, 
 
 At thy commanding word- 
 
 % Deep are the wounds thine arrows give ; 
 
 They pierce the hardeft heart : 
 Thy fiT.iles of grace the llain revive, 
 
 A«nd joy lucceeds to ihiarc- 
 
 3 .Still gird thy fvvord iipon thy thigh, 
 Ccme, with msjeftic fr/ay : 
 
 Down from thy glorious throne on high, 
 And make thy foes obey. 
 
 4 And when thy vlvfl'ries ?.re complete ; 
 When all the choftn race 
 
 Shall round the throne of r'rry meet, 
 To fing thy ccnqu'ring grace ; 
 
 5 O may my humble foul be founi 
 Amo!-;^ that favor'd band ! 
 
 And I, with them, thy praife will found 
 As round the throne we (land- 
 
 HYMN LIII. C. M. 
 
 PSignhig Grac;. 
 I NOW may the Lord reveal his face, 
 
 An-! teach our ftamm'rirg tongu-s, 
 To make his fov'reign, reigning grace, 
 
 The fubjtd; ef our forgs- 
 
HYMN LIV. [~47 
 
 a Grace rei^s to pardon crimfon fins, 
 
 To melt the bardeil hearts ; 
 And from the work it once begins 
 
 It never more departs. 
 
 3 Grace tills the foil, and fows the fecds^ 
 Provides the fun and rain ; 
 
 Till from the tender blade proceeds, 
 The ripen'd harveft grain. 
 
 4 'Twas grace that call'd our fouls at firft, 
 By grace thus far we're come, 
 
 And grace v/ill help us thro' the worfl, 
 And lead us fafeiy home. 
 
 HYMN LIV. S. M. 
 Salvation by grace from jirji to lull- Eph- 
 
 I GRACE ! 'tis a charming found ! 
 
 Harmonious to the ear ; 
 Heav'n with the echo (hall refound, 
 
 And all the earth fhall hear- 
 
 a Grace firfi; contriv'd a way 
 
 To fave rebellious man, 
 And all the fleps his grace difplay, 
 
 Who drew the wondrous plan. 
 
 3 [Grace firft infcrib'd my name 
 In God's eternal book ; 
 
 'Twas grace that gave me to the Lamb- 
 Who ail my forrows took-] 
 
 4 Grace led my roving feet 
 To tread the heavenly road : 
 
 And new fupplies each hour I meet, 
 While prefling on to God- 
 
 5 [Grace taught my foul to pray, 
 And made my eyes o'erHow : 
 
 
4?—] HYMN LV. 
 
 *Twas grace which kept me to this day 
 And will not let mc go.] 
 
 6 Grace all the work Ihall crown, 
 
 Thro' everlaflirg days ; 
 It lays in heaven the topmoft ftonc, 
 
 And well deferves the praife- 
 
 HYMN LV. l^ M. 
 
 God reafonivg 'tuith Men. Ifaiah i. 18. 
 I COME, finners, faith the mighty God, 
 Heinous as all your crimes have been, 
 Lo ! I defcend frome mine abode, 
 To reafon with the fons of men. 
 
 a No clouds cf darknefs veil my face, 
 Mo vengeful lightnings flafli around : 
 T Come wi-h terms of life and peace ; 
 Where fin hath reign'd let grace abound. 
 
 3 Yei» Lord, we will obey thy call, 
 And to thy gracious fceptre bow ; 
 O make our cri.nfon li-ns like wooV 
 O -ir fcarlet cr.R.cs as white as fnow. 
 
 5 So fhall our thankful lips repeat ^ 
 
 ':'hy praifes with a tunful voice, 
 
 \\ bile humbly yroflrate at thy feet, 
 
 V/e woiider, trcnible, and rejoice. 
 
 HYMN Lvi. Eights and Sevens. 
 Sinners Invited to corns to Chrijt. 
 I COME, ye iinners, poor ai:d wrcLchcd, 
 
 Weak and wounded, fick i:nd lore ; 
 Jefiio ready ftands to fave you, 
 
 Full of pity join'd with power : 
 lie is able, 
 He is wiilii>g. Doubt uo more ! 
 
H V M N. LVI. r 
 
 f a Come, ye thirlh', come, and welcome ; 
 
 God's free bounty glorify : 
 Trua belief, and true repentance. 
 
 Every grace that brings us nigh — 
 Without money. 
 Come to Jefus Chrift, and buy. 
 
 3 Let not coafcience make you linger, 
 Nor of fiinefs fondly dream ; 
 
 All the fifjefs he requireth, 
 
 Is to feel your need af him ; 
 This he gives you; 
 Tis his Spirits rifmg beam. 
 
 4 Come, ye weary, heavy laden, 
 Loft and ruin'd by the fall ! 
 
 If you tarry till 3-0U re better. 
 You will never come at aJi, 
 Not the righteous, 
 Sinners Jcfus came to call. 
 
 5 View him proftrate i;) the garden, 
 On the ground your Maker lies i 
 
 Oil the bloody tree behold xiini ; 
 ^ Hear him cry before he dies, 
 
 . *' It is FINISHED :" 
 
 Sinn<:rs will not i/jis fuSice ? 
 
 6 Lo ! th' incarnate God, afteno d 
 Pleads the merit of his blood ; 
 
 Venture on him, venture wholly, 
 
 Let no other truft intrude- 
 None hut Jefus 
 Can do helplefs Hrnfis good- 
 
 7 Saints and angels, join'd in concert, 
 Sirg the praifes of the Lamb : 
 
 WiAlc the bliri.ful feats of Heav'ii 
 
 Sweetly echo with his name. 
 Hallelujah ! 
 [ Sinners, here may nng the fame. 
 
so—] HYMN LVIJ. 
 
 HYMN LVIl. C. M. 
 
 Expoflulatlon with Sinners. 
 
 1 SINxNERS, the voice of God regard ; 
 
 'Tis mercy fpeaks to day ; 
 He calls you by his fov'reign word, 
 . from lin"s deftrudive way. 
 
 a Tike the rough fea, that cannot reft. 
 
 You live devoid ©f peace ; 
 A thoufand flings within your breaft, 
 
 Deprive your fculs of eafe. 
 
 3 Your way is dark, and leads to hell j 
 Vv'hy v/i!i you perfevere ? 
 
 Can you in endlefs torments dwell, 
 Shut up in black defpair ? 
 
 4 Wiiy will you in tliC crooked ways 
 Of i.n and fo!ly go ? 
 
 in pain you travel all your days, 
 To reap immortal woe. 
 
 5 Eut he that turns to God Ihall live, 
 Thro' his abounding grace ; 
 
 His mercy will trie guilt forgive, 
 Of thofe that feek his face. 
 
 6 Bow to the fceptre of his word, 
 Renouncing ev'ry fin ; 
 
 f ubrsit to him your fov'reign Lord, 
 And learn his will divine. 
 
 7 His love exceeds your highefl thoughts, 
 He pardons like a God ; 
 
 ' He will forgive your numerous faults, 
 Thio' a Redeemer's blcod> 
 
HYMN LVIII. [—51 
 
 HYMN LVIII. C. M. 
 God glor'tousy and Smners faved, Ifai. xliv 23. 
 
 1 Fx\THER, how wide thy glory fnines ! 
 
 How high thy wonders rile ! , 
 
 Known thro' the earth by thoufarid fi^ns, 
 
 By thoufand thro' the flcies. 
 
 a But when v/e view thy flrange defign, 
 
 To fave rebellious v/orms, 
 Where vengeance and compaffion join, 
 
 In their divined forms ; 
 
 3 Our thought? are loft in reverend awe ; 
 We love and we adore ; 
 
 The firll arch-angtl never law 
 So much of God before. 
 
 4 Here the whole Deity is known. 
 Nor dares a creature guels, 
 
 Which of the glories brighteil flione, 
 The juftice or the grace. 
 
 5 Now the full glories of the Lamb 
 Adorn the heav'niy plains ; 
 
 Sweet cherubs learn Emrzanucfs name, 
 And try ckeir choicefl ftrains- 
 
 6 O may I bear fome huaible part, 
 In that immortal fong ! 
 
 Wonder and joy lliall tune my heart, 
 And love command my tongue. 
 
 HYMN LIX. L. M. 
 
 T^eath and Kefurrccllon of Chnj7, 
 
 I TO break the chains of fm and death, 
 Our glorious Jefus yelds his breath 
 Flow ftrangc the conqueft, flrang 
 By death he concj^uf rs dcatb and hi 
 
5^—] HYMN LX. 
 
 2 While flanding in the finner's ftead, 
 Billows of wrath roll o'er his head ; 
 Light from the Father is withdrawn, 
 And Jefus drijiiks the cup alcne- 
 
 3 Legions of angels fill the Ikies, 
 While oar Redeemer bleeds and die.5 ; 
 Aii nature reels beneath the load, 
 
 Aad treinbiiug fpeaks the wrath of God. 
 
 4 The rocks are with convulfions torn, 
 And all the heav'ns in fackcloth mourn ; 
 Bat lo ! when the third morning comes, 
 Emmanuel rifing, leaves the tombs- 
 
 ^5 The rifmg God let angels fing, 
 The iieavcxis with Halle* ujahs ring ; 
 " Wof-thy the Lamb, who once was flain, 
 Let him in pow'r and glory reign-'^ 
 
 6 Kail happy morn, which fees him rife, 
 We iliout him welcome to the ikies. 
 Welcome to glories all his own. 
 And welcome to his father's tftrone. 
 
 HYMN LX. C. M. 
 
 The heart neiv created. 
 
 I ATTE^:D, whiie God's exalted Son 
 Doth his own glories fhew ; 
 
 Beheld he firs upon his throne, 
 Cf^ating all tilings new. 
 
 a Mighty Redeemer! fetmefi-ee 
 From my own ft ate of fm ; 
 
 Oh make niy foul alive to thee, 
 Create new pow'rs within- 
 ^ Open mine eyes, unftop my ears, 
 Ano form my ucart afrefli ; 
 
H Y M N LXI- [^^^ 
 
 Give ree new palTicns, joys, and fears, 
 
 And turn the ilone to fieih- 
 4 Far from the regions of the dead, 
 
 From fin, and earth, and heU ; 
 In the new world that grace has made, 
 
 I would forever dwell- 
 
 HYMN LXI. L. M. 
 
 Failh conneSisd ivlth fcJiiaiion, -Roitl- i. \6- 
 
 Heb. X. 39. 
 
 I NOT by the laws of innocence, 
 Can Adam's fons ?.rnve at hcav'n ; 
 New works can give us no pretence. 
 To have our ancient finsforgiv'n. 
 
 1 Not the heft deeds that we have done, 
 Can make a wounded confcience whole ; 
 Faith is tlie grace, and faith alone, 
 That flies to Chriil , and faves the foul- 
 
 3 Lord, I bel'eve thy heav'nly word, 
 Fain would 1 have niy ioul rencw'd ; 
 
 1 mourn for fin, and truft the Lord, 
 To have it pardon'd and fubdu'd. 
 
 4 O may thy grace its pov/'r difplay, 
 Let guilt and death no longer reign ; 
 Save me in thine appointed way, 
 Nor let my humble faith be vain. 
 
 KYMN LXII. L. M. 
 
 Human righteotifnefs infujjicient to jufiify^ 
 
 Mic. vi. 6— 8. 
 1 WHEREWITH, O Lord. Ihall I draw near, 
 Or bow mjiiif before thy face ? 
 How in thy purer eyes appear ? 
 What ihail 1 bring to gam thy grace ? 
 
54—] HYMN LXIIL 
 
 a Will gift's delight the Lord moll high ? 
 Will mukiply'd oblations pleafe ? 
 'I'houfaiids of rams his favor buy, 
 Or flaughter'd hecatombs appeafe ? 
 
 3 Can thefe aiTuage the wrath of God ? 
 Can thefi- waih out my guilty {tain ? 
 Rivers of oil, or feas of blood, 
 
 -Alas ! they all muft flow in vain. 
 
 4 Guilty, I ftand before thy face ; 
 My fole defert is hell and wrath ; 
 'Tvv'ere iuft the fentence ihould take place; 
 Eut Oh, I plead my Saviour's death ! 
 
 5 I plead the merits of thy fon, 
 Who dy'd for finners on the tree ; 
 i plead his righteoufnefs a.'one, 
 Oh, put the fpotlefs robe on mc. 
 
 HYMN LXill. C. M. 
 GeiTs command to all men to report. AAs xvii. 30. 
 I REPENT, the voice celeftial cries. 
 
 Nor icnger dare delay : 
 7'hc wretch that fcorns the mandate dies. 
 
 And meets a fisry day. 
 
 4 No more the fov'reign eye of God 
 
 O'erlooks the crimes of men ; 
 H's heralds are difpatch'd abroad 
 
 Yo warn the world of fin. 
 
 3 Together in his prefence bow, 
 And all your guilt confefs ; 
 
 Accept the offer'd Saviour now. 
 Nor triile with his grace. 
 
 4 Bow, ere the awfyj trumpet found, 
 Ajjd call you tu his bar ; 
 
HYMN. LXIV. [—55 
 
 For mercy knows th' appointed bound, 
 And turns to vengeance there. 
 
 5 Amazing love, that yet will call, ' 
 
 And yet prolong our days ! 
 Our hi arts Tubdu'd by goodnefs fall, 
 
 And weep, and love, and praife. 
 
 HYMN LXIV. C. M. 
 
 The penitent., 
 
 1 PROSTRATE, dear Jefus, at thy feet, 
 
 A guilty rebel lies; 
 And upwards to thy mercy feat, 
 
 Prefumes to lift his eyes. 
 
 1 Oh, let not juftice frown me hence ; 
 
 Stay, flay the verigeful ftorm : 
 Forbid it, that omnipotence 
 
 Should crufh a feeble worm- 
 
 3 If tears of fcrrow would fuHlce 
 To pay the debt I owe, 
 
 Tears fnculd from both my weeping eyes, 
 In ceafelefs currents flow. 
 
 4 But no fuch facrifice I plead 
 To expiate my guiit ; 
 
 No tears, but thofe v/hich thou haft fhed, 
 No blood, but thcu haft fpilt. 
 
 HYMN LXV. L. M. 
 
 The repenting Prodigiil. Luke xv. 52. 
 
 I 1^0 ! what a rapturous joy polTcil 
 The tender parent's throbiing breall, 
 To f-c his fpendthrlfc for return, 
 And hear hiir. hie pad follies mourn. 
 
J 6—] HYMN LXVI. 
 
 Ci T]ius our blefs-d Saviour wont defpile. 
 'riic contrite heart for facrifice ; 
 The ceep-fetch'd figh, the fecret groan- 
 IviftG accepted to the throne. 
 
 3 He meets, with tokens of hi« ^race. 
 Tiie trembling Jip, the blufhing face ; 
 His bowels yearn when Snners pray, 
 And mercy bears their fins av/ay. 
 
 4 V/hen flll'd with grief, o'erwhelm'd with ftiarae, 
 lie, pitying, heals their broken frame ; 
 
 lie hears iheir fad complaints, and fples 
 His image in their weeping eyes. 
 
 HYMN LXVl. C. M. 
 
 77^^ Mlnif.ry of Chrijl, Lukeiv. 1 8, 19. 
 
 I HARK, the glad found, the Saviour comes, 
 
 The Saviour promis'd Jong ! 
 iitt e"»ery lieart prepare a throne 3 
 
 And ftvcry voice a long. 
 
 ^ On him, the fpirit, largely pour'd, 
 
 Tixerts Iiis facred fire : 
 Wifdom aud niight. and 2eal and love 
 
 iiia holy breail ir.'fpire. 
 
 3 He comes the prifoners to releafe, 
 In Satan's bondage held, 
 
 X\ic gates oiybrafs before hijn burft, 
 The ircn letters yield. 
 
 4 He comes, from thickcil films of vice 
 To clear the nieniai ray : 
 
 *,i,d on the eyes oppreit with night, 
 'i c pour ceieRiai dsy- 
 
 A He comes, the broken heart to bind, 
 I ..( hioedirg foul to cure; 
 
HYMN LXVn. [—57 
 
 And with the treafurcs of his grace, 
 T' enrich the humble poor. 
 
 6 Our glad H'fannas, prince of peace, 
 
 Thy welcome fhall proclaim : 
 And heav'n's eternal arches ring, 
 
 With thy beloved name. 
 
 HV*MN LXVII. C. M. 
 
 The aitradion of the Crofs. John xii. 32. 
 
 I YONDER— amazing fight!— I fee 
 
 Th' incarnate fon of God, 
 Expiring on th' accurfed tree, 
 
 And wek'ring in his blood- 
 
 a Behold a purple torrent run, 
 Down from his hands and head : 
 
 The crimfon tide puts out the fun ; 
 His groans awake the dead. 
 
 3 The trembling earth, the darken'd llcy 
 Proclaim the truth aloud ; 
 
 And with the amaz'd centurion cry, 
 " This is the Son of God." 
 
 4 So great, fo vafl a facrifice 
 May well my hope revive: 
 
 If God's own Son thus bleeds and dies, 
 The llnner furc may live. 
 
 5 O that thefe cords of love divine, 
 Might dravr mc, Lord, to thee ! 
 
 Thou hail my heart, it fhali be thine — 
 Thine it Ihall ever be ! 
 C 2 
 
J 8— J HYMN LXVIII. 
 
 HYMN LXVIII. L. M. 
 
 A dying Sa'viour, 
 
 1 STRETCH'D on the crofs, the Saviour die«r 
 Hark ! his expiring groans arife : 
 See, from his hands, his feet, his fide, 
 Runs down the facred crimfon tide- 
 
 a But life attends the deathful found, 
 And flows from every bleeding wound ; 
 The vital flream, how free it flows, 
 To fave and cleanfe his rebel foes. 
 
 3 Can I furvey this fcene of woe, 
 Where mingling grief and wonder flow ; 
 And yet my heart unmov'd remain, 
 Infenlible to love or pain ? 
 
 4 Come, deareft Lord, thy grace impart, 
 To warm this cold, this ftupid heart ! 
 Till all its pow'rs and paflions move, 
 
 In melting grief, and ardent love. 
 
 HYMN Lxix. Sevens. 
 
 ChnJV s Refurrecllon and AJcenfion, 
 
 1 ANGELS, roll the rock away, 
 Death yield up thy mighty prey : 
 See ! he rifcs from the tomb, 
 * Glowing with immortal bloom. Hallelujah. 
 
 a 'Tisthe Saviour, angels, raife 
 
 Fame's eternal trump of praife ; 
 
 Let the earth's rcmoteft bound 
 
 Hear the joy-infpiring found. HalUlujab. 
 
 3 Now, ye faints, lift Jip your eyes, 
 
 Now to glcry fee him rife. 
 
 In long triumph up the fky, 
 
 Up to waiting worlds on high, llaUdujah' 
 
HYMN I.XX, 
 
 -5!) 
 
 4 Heav'n difplays her portals ^ndc, 
 Glorious Saviour, thro' them ride : 
 King of glory, mount thy throne, 
 
 Thy great Father's and thy own, HalUlujab. 
 
 5 Praife him, ali ye heav'nly choirs, 
 Praife and fv/eop your golden lyres ; 
 Shout, O earth, in rapt'roiis fong. 
 
 Let the ftrains be fweet and llrong. HalUlujab. 
 
 6 Ev'ry note with wonders fwell, 
 Sin o'erthrown, and captiv'd hell ; 
 Where is hell's once dreaded king ? 
 
 Where, O death, tliy mortal iling ! Hallslujul. 
 
 HYMN LXX. L, M . 
 
 Chrijl's Refurredion a Pledge of curs. 
 I WHEN I the holy grave furvcy, 
 Where once my Saviour deign'd to lie ; 
 
 1 lee fulfil'd what prophets fay. 
 And all the pow'r of death defy. 
 
 2 This empty tomb fliall now proclaim, 
 How weak the bands of conquered dccith ; 
 Sweet pledge, that all who truH: his name 
 Shall rife, and draw mimortal breath. 
 
 3 JefuSjOnce numbcr'J with the dead, 
 Unfcals his eyes to flccp no more ; 
 And ever lives, their raufe Ui plead, 
 For whom the pains of death he bore. 
 
 4 Thyrlfen l.orJ, my foul, behold; 
 See the rich diadem he wears ! 
 Thou too {halt bear an harp of gold, 
 To crown thy joy when he appears. 
 
 5 Though in the duft I lay my head. 
 Yet, gracious God, tliou wilt not leave 
 My flelh forever with the dead, 
 
 Nor lofc thy children in the grave. 
 
6o— ] HYMN LXXI. 
 
 HYMN LXXI. L. M. 
 
 Chrijl's Afcenfion. Pfal. xxiv. 7. 
 
 1 OUR Lord is rifen from the dead, 
 
 Our Jefus is gone up on high ; 
 The po'.v'rs of hell are captive led, 
 Dragged to the portals of the flcy. 
 
 0, There his triumphal chariot waits, 
 And angels chant the folemn lay ; 
 *' Lift up your heads, ye heavn'ly gates, 
 •' Ye everlailing doors give way !" 
 
 3 Loofe all your mafly hars of light. 
 And wide unfold the radiant fcene ; 
 Ke claims thofe manfions as his right, 
 Receive the king of glory in. 
 
 4 " Who is the king of glory, who ?" 
 The Lord that all his foes o'ercame, 
 
 The world, fin, death, and hell o'erthrew, 
 And "jtfus is the conqu'ror's name. 
 
 5 " Who is the king fef glory, who ?" 
 The Lord of boundlefs pow'r polTeft, 
 The king of faints and angels too, 
 God over all, forever bleft. 
 
 HYMN LXXI I. As 1 48th Pfal. 
 The hlngdom of Chr'ijl. Phil. iv. 4, 
 
 1 REJOICE, the Lord is king, 
 Your G</^ and king adore; 
 Mortals, give thanks, and fing, 
 And triumph ever mere. 
 
 Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, 
 Rejoice aloud, ye faints, rejoice. 
 
 2 Rejoice, the Saviour reigns, 
 The Gid of truth and love ; 
 
HYMN LXXIII. [— 6i 
 
 When he had purg'd our ilains, 
 
 He took his feat above ; 
 Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, 
 Rejoice aloud, ye faints, rejoice- 
 
 3 His kingdom cannot fail, 
 
 He rules o'er earth and heav'n ; 
 
 The key* of death and hell 
 
 Are to our Jefus giv'n : 
 Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, 
 Rejoice aloud, ye faints, rejoice. 
 
 4 He all his foes niall quell, 
 Shall all Gvir fins deflruy ; 
 And every bofom fweil 
 With pure feraphic joy : 
 
 Lift up the heart, life up the voice, 
 Rejoice aloud, ye faints, rejoice. 
 
 5 Rejoice in glorious hope, 
 Jtfm the judge {ball come, 
 And take his fervants up 
 To their ettrnr.l home ; 
 
 We foon fhail hear ih' archangel's voice, 
 The tru<Dp of God fhail found, rejoice. 
 
 HYMN LXXIII. L. M. 
 
 "^ . lumilioi'rn, exaltation, avdlriumpb: cf Ci' :}. 
 
 Pral ii. 8, 9. Col- ii. i j. 
 
 I THE n-.ighty frame cf glorious grace, 
 That brightefi monument, of praife. 
 That eer the God of love defign'd. 
 Employs r.nd fals my lab'ring mind- 
 
 a Begin, my foul, the heav'rly fjn/, 
 A h jrJ:?n for an ange'. 5 to:v<ue ; 
 When Gahrie! foun,!« rhsfe awfu! tlii- '.';•= , 
 He tune* aad fuaimons all hi« ftrirrgs- 
 
6z— ] HYMN LXXTV. 
 
 3 Proclaim inimitable love, 
 'Jefus the Lcrd of worlds above, 
 Puts off the beams of bright array, 
 And veils the God in mortal clay- 
 
 4 He that diflributes crowns and thrones. 
 Hangs on a tree, and bleeds and groans ; 
 The prince of life refigns his breatlu, 
 Theiing of glory bows to death ! 
 
 5 But fee the wonders of his pow'r, 
 He triumphs in his dying hour, 
 And, while by Satan's rage he fell, 
 He daih'd therifing hopes of hell. 
 
 6 Thus were the hofts of death fubd a'd , 
 And fin was drown'd Jn JejVs blood ; 
 Then fee aroie, and reigns above, 
 And conquers fmner* by his love. 
 
 KYMN LXXIV. L. M. 
 
 *ri:e inierceffion of Chrijl. Hcb. vil. 25, 
 
 I HE lives, the great Rec'eerr.er lives, 
 (W ! at joy the bieft p.ffuranca gives !) 
 A'd now before hii father God, 
 Pleads the full merit of his blood. 
 
 a Repeated crimes awake our fears, 
 And juilice arm'd with frowns appears ; 
 But in the Saviour's lovely faee- 
 Sweet mercy finiles, and all is peace. 
 
 3 Hence then, ye black defpairing thoughts, 
 Above our fears, above cur faults, 
 
 His pow'rful interccflicns rife. 
 And guilt recedes, and terror dies- 
 
 4 In every dark diftrefsful hour. 
 When lin and fatan join their pow'r \ 
 
H Y A'l N LXXV. [—63 
 
 Let this dear hope repel the dart, 
 That Jejus bears us on his heart- 
 
 5 Great advocate, almighty friend — 
 On him our hunible hopes depend ; 
 Our caufe can never, never fail. 
 For 7<f/wj pleads and mull prevail. 
 
 HYMN LXXV. C. M. 
 
 Thefulnefs of Chr'ijl. 
 
 I HOW fweet the name of Jefus founds. 
 
 In a believer's ear ? 
 It foothes his forrow?, heais his wounds, 
 
 And drives away his fear. 
 
 a It makes the wounded fpirit who;*, 
 
 And calms the troubled bieall ; 
 'Tis manna to tlie hungry foul, 
 
 And to the we^ry refh- 
 
 3 By him my pray'rs acceptance g.^JU; 
 Although with fin denl'd ; 
 
 Satan accufes nie in vain. 
 And I am own'd a child. 
 
 4 Jefus ! my Shepherd, Hufband, Friend, 
 My Prophet, Prieft, and King ; 
 
 My Lord, my Life, my Vv^ay , my End, 
 Accept the praife I bring. 
 
 5 Weak is the effort of my heart. 
 And cold my v-'armell thought ; 
 
 Bu-t when I fee thee as thou art, 
 I'll praife thee as I ought. 
 
 6 'Till then I would thy love proclaim 
 With e7Ty fleeting breath ; 
 
 And may the glory of thy name 
 F.cfreHi my fold in dcauh. 
 
64—] HYMN LXXVI. 
 
 HYMN LXXVI. C. M. 
 
 Chr'ijl the refuge of the Church, 
 
 I HE who on earth as man was known, 
 
 And bore our fins and pains ; 
 ^'ow, feated on ih" eternal throne, 
 
 Tile God of glory reigns. 
 
 a His hands the wheels of nature guide 
 
 With a;i unerring flcill ; 
 And countlefs worlds extended wide, 
 
 Obey his fov'reign will. 
 
 3 While harps unnumber'd found his praife, 
 In yonder world above ; 
 
 His faints on earth admire his ways, 
 And glory in his love. 
 
 4 His righteoufnefs to faith reveal'd, 
 Wrought out for guilty worms ; 
 
 Affords a hiding-place and ft-efd, 
 From enemlei and ilorms. 
 
 5 When troubles like abiwning fan, 
 Beat heavy on their head ; 
 
 To this high lock his people run. 
 And find a pieafing Ihade. 
 
 6 How glorious he ! how happy they ! 
 In fuch a glorious friend ! 
 
 Whofe love fccures them all the way, 
 And crovvx'-.s them at the end- 
 
 HYMN LXXVII. L. M. 
 
 Chfift our Ad'uocate. I John ii. r. 
 
 I "WHERE \& rny God ? does h.e retire 
 Beyond the reach of humble fi-jlis ? 
 Are thefe wer.k breathings of defirc, 
 'ToQ languid to afcend -Ctit ikies ? 
 
HYMN LXXVIII. [—6s 
 
 7. No, Lord, the breathings of deCre, 
 The weak petition, if fincerc, 
 Are not forbidden to afpire, 
 But reach to thy all-gracious ear- 
 
 3 Look up, my foul, with cheerful eye. 
 See where the great Redeemer ftands ; 
 The glorious advocate on high, 
 With precious incenfc in his hands. 
 
 3 He fweetcns ever}' humble groan, 
 He recommends each broken prayer ; 
 Reclire thy l^ope on him alone, 
 Wliofe pow'r and love forbic dcfpair, 
 
 5 Teach my weak heart, O gracious Lord, 
 With firongcr faith to call ihce mine ; 
 Bid me pronounce the blifsful '.vord, 
 My Father^ God, with joy diviliC' 
 
 HYMN LXXVIII. L. M. 
 
 Divine Forgivenefs. Luke vli. 47 
 
 I FORGIVENESS! 'tis a joyful founl 
 To ma'efavilors doom'd to die ; 
 Poblilh ti\e blifs the world around ; 
 Ye ferajihs, fhout it from the Iky I 
 
 % 'Tis the rich gift of love divine \ 
 'Tis full, cut-meafuring every crime ; 
 Unclouded fliall its glories fnine, 
 And feel no change, by changing time. 
 
 3 0'*r Cns unnumber'd as the fand. 
 And like t:he mountains for their fize, 
 The feas of fov'reign grace expand, 
 The feas of fov'reign grace arife. 
 
 4 For this ftupendous love of heav'n, 
 Wiiat grateful honois fliaii we fliow ? 
 
66—] HYMN LXXIX. 
 
 Where much tranfgrtflion is forglvn 
 Let love in equal ardors glow, 
 
 5 By this infpir'd, let all our days 
 With various holinefs be crown'd, 
 Let truth and goodnefs, pray'r and praifc 
 In all abide, in all abound. 
 
 HYMN LXXIX. L. M. 
 
 Adoption, or Chr'ijiian; the Sons cf God- John i- IX 
 I John iii. i. 
 
 1 NOT all the nobles of the earth, 
 Who boaft the honors of their birth, 
 Such-real dignity can claim. 
 As thofe who bear the Chriftian name. 
 
 1 To them the privilege is giv'n,> 
 To be thj fons and heirs of heav'n ; 
 Sens of the Gcd who reigns on high, 
 And heirs of joy beyond the Iky. 
 
 3 His will he makes them early fenow. 
 And teaches their young feet to gc ; 
 Whifpers infcruAion to their minds, 
 And on their hearts his precept binds. 
 
 4 When, through temptation, they rchei, 
 His chaft'ning rod he mi^kes them feel, 
 Then, v/ith a father's tender heart, 
 
 He fooths the pain, and heals the fmart. 
 
 5 Their daily wants his hands fupply, 
 'J'heir ftepshe guards v/ith watchful cv. , 
 Leads them from earth to heav'n cbov- , 
 Aud crowns them with e(;ern-\l lovv- 
 
HYMN LXXX. [—67 
 
 HYMN LXXX. C. M. 
 
 Longing for the divine prtfence under forroiv. 
 
 I OH, that I knew the feciet place, 
 
 Where I might find my God ! 
 I'dfpreadmy wants before his face, 
 I And pour my woes abroad. 
 
 ( % I'd tell him how my fins arifc, 
 What forrows I fuftain ; 
 How grace decays, and comfort dies, 
 And leaves my heart in pain. 
 
 3 He knows what arguments I'd take. 
 To wreftle with my God ; 
 
 I'd plead for his own mercy's fake, 
 And for my Saviour's blood. 
 
 4 My God will pity my complaints. 
 And heal my broken bones ; 
 
 Ha takes the meaning of his faints, 
 The language of their groans. 
 
 5 Arife, my foul, from deep diilrefs. 
 And banifli every fear ; 
 
 He calls thee to h-is throne of grace. 
 To fpread thy forrows there. 
 
 HYMN Lxxxi. Eights and Seven! 
 The Saviour* s merit. 
 
 1 SAVIOUR, I do feel thy merit, 
 
 Sprinkled with redeeming blood, 
 And my weary, troubled fpirit, 
 
 Nov/ finds reft with tlies my God ; 
 I am fafe, and I am happy, 
 
 While in thy dear arms I lie ; 
 Sin and Satan, cannot hurt me, 
 
 While my Saviour is fo nigh. 
 
68—] H Y M N LXXXI. 
 
 a Glory, glory, glory, glory, 
 
 Glory be to God on high, 
 Glory, glory, glory, gloiy, 
 
 Sing his praifes through the iky j 
 Glory, glory, glory, glory, 
 
 Glory to the Father gtye ; 
 Glory, p:lory, glory, glory. 
 
 Sing his praiies all that live ! 
 
 3 Now ri! fi ng my Saviotir's merit — 
 Teil the worii of bis dear name. 
 
 That if any want his fpii it, 
 
 He is flill the very fame. 
 He.that afketh foon receiveth, 
 
 He that feeks is firre to find ; 
 Whofo'er on him btlieveth, 
 
 He will never call behind. 
 
 4 Glory, glory, glory, glory, 
 Glorious Chriil of Heav'nly birth ; 
 
 Glory, glory, glory, glory, 
 
 Sing his praifes throv.gh the earth. 
 Glory, glory, glory, glory, 
 
 Glory t» the fpirit be ; 
 Glory, glory, glory, glcry. 
 
 To the facred one in three. 
 
 5 Now our advocate is pleading, 
 With his father, and our God ; 
 
 And for us is interceding, 
 
 As the purchafe of his blood ; 
 
 Now methinks 1 hear him praying, 
 Father ! fave them — I have di d ; 
 
 And the Father anfwers, faying, 
 They are freely juftif.'d. 
 
 9 Worthy, worthy, worthy, worthy, 
 Worthy is the lamb of God, 
 
HYMN LXXXII. [—69 
 
 Worthy, worthy, wci- thy, worthy, 
 
 Who hath waih'd us in his blood, 
 ■y, holy, holy, holy, 
 
 Koly is the Lord of Hofts, 
 Holy, holy, holy, holy, 
 
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft. 
 
 HYMN LXXXTI. C. M. 
 
 A Kvarning to jieefrcm the 'wrath to come, 
 
 I NOW is the time, th' accepted hour, 
 
 O finners ! come away ; 
 The Saviour's knockir.g at your door, 
 
 Arife without delay. 
 
 Oh ! don't refufe to give him room, 
 Left mercy fliould withdraw ; 
 
 He'll then in robes of vengeance come, 
 To execute his law. 
 
 3 Then where, poor mortals, will you be, 
 If deititute of grace, 
 
 When you your injur'd Judge (hall fee. 
 And fland before his face ? 
 
 4 Oh ! could you fhun that dreadful light. 
 How would you wifh to fly, 
 
 To the dark (hades of endlefs night, 
 From that all-fearching eye ? 
 
 5 The dead awak'd muft ail appear. 
 And you among them ftand ; 
 
 Before the great impartial bar, 
 Arralgn'd at Chrift's left hand. 
 
 6 Let not thefe warnings be in vain, 
 But lend a lift'ning tar ; 
 
 Lp;1 you (hould meet them allagtin, 
 When wrapt in keen defpair. 
 
^O— ] HYMN LXXXni, 
 
 HYMN LXXXni. C. M. 
 
 rhe Soldier of the Ct^fs. 
 
 1 AM I a Soldier of the Crofs» 
 
 A foU'wer of the Lamb ; 
 And fhall I fear to own his caufe, 
 
 Or blufh to fpeak his name ? 
 
 a Are there no foes for me to face ? 
 
 Muft I not ftem the flood ? 
 Is this vain world a friend to grace, 
 
 To help us on to God ? 
 
 3 Shall 1 be carry "d to the Ikies, 
 On fiow'ry beds of ^afe ? 
 
 While others fight to win the prize. 
 And fail through bloody feas ? 
 
 4 1 too muft fight if I would reign, 
 Incrcafe my courage. Lord, 
 
 To bear the crofs, endure the fhame, 
 Supported by thy word. 
 
 5 The faints in all this glorious war, 
 Shail conquer though they die ; 
 
 They fee a triumph from afa^, 
 With faith's difcerning eye- 
 
 6 When that illuRrious day {hall rife, 
 And all their armies fhine, 
 
 With robes of vi(9:'ry through the ikies 
 Thfe glory (hall be thine. 
 
 HYMN LXXXIV. C. M. 
 
 SanBtficaticn and Pardon, 
 
 J WHERE fhall we finners hide our heads, 
 Can rocks or mountains fave ? 
 
 Or fliall we wrap us in the fhadcs 
 Of midnight and the grave ? 
 
HYMN LXXXV. [—71 
 
 a Is there no flicker from the eye 
 
 Of a revenging God ? 
 Jefu«, to thy dear wounds we fly, 
 
 Bedew us with thy blood- 
 
 3 Thofe guardian drops our fouls fecure, 
 And walh away our lin ; 
 
 Eternal juftice frowns no more, 
 And confciencc fmiles withis. 
 
 4 We blefs that wondrous purple ftream. 
 That cleanfes every ftain ; 
 
 Our fouls are yet but half redeem'd, 
 [f fin, the tyrant, reign. 
 
 5 Lord, blafl his empire with thy breath, 
 The rebel's throne muft fall ; 
 
 Ye flattering plagues, that work our death, 
 Fly, for we hate you all. 
 
 HYMK. LXXXV. C. M. 
 
 Perfeverance. PfaJ. cxix. 117. 
 
 1 LORD, haft thou made me know thy ways ? 
 Condudl me in thy fear. 
 
 And grant mefuch fiipplies of grace, 
 That I may perfevere, 
 
 2 Let but thy own almighty arm 
 Suftain a feeble worm, 
 
 I fhall efcape, lecurc from harm, 
 Amid the dreadful dorm. 
 
 3 Be thou my all-fufiiclent friend, 
 Till all my toils {hall ceafe ; 
 
 Giwrd nie through life, and let my end 
 Be everlalling pcac*. 
 
 t 
 
^a— ] HYMN LXXXVI. 
 HYMN Lxxxvf. TcDs and Elevcps. 
 
 Humble confidence in the power and grace of Cbriji. 
 
 1 OH, tell me no more of this world's vain ftore, 
 The time for fuel? trifles with me now is o'er; 
 A country I've found, where true joys abound, 
 To dwell I'm determin'd on that happy ground. 
 
 2 The fouls that believe, in Paradife live, 
 And me in that number will Jefus receive; 
 My foul don't delay, he calls thee away, 
 
 Rife, follow thy Saviour, and blefs the glad day, 
 
 3 No mortal doth know , what he can bcflow. 
 What light, firength and comfort, do after him 
 
 Lo onward I move, to a country above, 
 None gueffes how wond'rous my journey will 
 prove. 
 
 4 Great fpoilslfb ail win, from death, hell & fin, 
 Midftoutwa?daffl:dlionsfliall feelChrifl within : 
 And when I'm to die, receive me. Til cry, 
 
 for Jefus hath lov'd me, I cannot tell why. 
 
 5 But this I do find, to him I'm fo join'd, 
 Heil not live m glory, and leave me behind ; 
 So this is tile race I'm running thiough grace, 
 Henceforth till admitted to fee my Lord's face, 
 
 6 And now 'tis my care, my neighbors may 
 
 fh:ire [dare > 
 
 Thefe bleflings ; to feek them will none ox'" y 
 In bondage, Oh why, and death will you lie. 
 When one hcra airures you free grace ii lo nij^ ' 
 
HYMN LXXXVir. [— 7j 
 
 HYMN LXXXVII. C. M. 
 
 Chr'tft crO'Zun'd as Lord of all. 
 
 I ALL hail the poWr of Jefu's name ! 
 
 Let Angels proftrate fall ; 
 Bring, forth the royal diadem, 
 
 To 'crown Him Lord of All, 
 
 % Let high-born Seraphs tune the lyre, 
 
 And, as they tune it fall 
 Before his face who tunes their choir, 
 
 And crown Him Lord of All. 
 
 5 Crown Him, yc morning flars of light, 
 
 He fix'd this floating ball ; 
 Now hail the flrength of Ifrael's might, 
 
 And crown Him Lord of All. 
 
 4 Crown Him, ye martyrs of your God, 
 Who from His altar call ; 
 
 Extol the flcm of Jeflc's rod, 
 And crown Him Lord of All. 
 
 5 Ye feed of Ifrael's chofcn race, ^ 
 Ye ranfom'd of the fall, 
 
 Hail Him who faves you by his grace, 
 And crown Him Lord of All, 
 
 6 Hail Him, ye heirs of David's line, 
 Whom David Lord did call ; 
 
 he God incarnate, Man divine, 
 And crown Him Lord of All. 
 
 7 Sinners ! whofe love can ne'er forget 
 The wormwood and the gall, 
 
 . — Ipread your trophies at his feet, 
 And crown Him Lord of All. 
 
 ■'■; iitt every tribe, and every tongue, 
 
 Thac hear the Saviours call, 
 iNow fiiout in univerfal fong', 
 
 And crown Him Lord of Ail, 
 D 
 
;^— ] HYMN LXXXVIII. 
 
 HYMN LXXXVIII. L. M. 
 
 Chrif the Bright S^ Morning Star, Rev. xxii. 1 6. 
 
 I YE worlds of light, that roll fo near 
 The Saviour's throne of Ihiiiirg blifs, 
 Oh, tell how mean your glories are, 
 How faint and few, compar'd with his. 
 
 a We fing the bright and mornirg-ftar 
 _(Jefus, the fpring of light and love ;) 
 See how its rays diifus'd from far, 
 Condi; 61 us to the realms above„ 
 
 3 It3 cheering beams, fpread wide abroad, 
 And guide the Chriftian in his way ; 
 Still as he goes he finds tht'road, 
 Enlighten'tl with a conftant day. 
 
 4 When (hall we reach the heav'nly place. 
 Where this bright ftar will brighteft fkine ; 
 Leave far behind thefe fcenes of night, 
 And view a luHre all divine ? 
 
 HYMN LXXXIX. L. M. 
 
 Jehovah the true God. Pfalm xcvii. 
 
 1 JEHOVAH reigns, let all the earth 
 In his juft government rejoice ; 
 
 Let all the ifles with facred mirth, 
 In his applaufe unite their voice. 
 
 1 Darloiefs and clouds, of awful (hade. 
 His df.zling glory fhroud in ftate ; 
 
 JufVice and truth his guards are made. 
 And fix'd, by his pavjllon, wait. 
 
 3 Devouring fire before his face. 
 
 His foes around with vengeance llruck ; 
 
 Hislightnings fct tlie world on blaze, 
 £artb faw it, and with terror ihook. 
 
HYMN XC. [—75 
 
 4 The proudeft hills his prefence felt, 
 
 Their height nor ftrength cculd help affcrdj 
 The proudeft hills like wax did melt, 
 In prefence of th' Almighty Lord. 
 
 5 The heav'ns hi? righteoufnefs to {how, 
 With ftorms of fire our foes purfu'd : 
 
 And all the trembling world below, 
 Have hisdelc^nding glory viev,?'d. 
 
 .6 Glad Sion of thy triumph heard, 
 
 And Judah's daughters were o'erjoy'd; 
 
 Becaufe thy righteous judgments, Lord, 
 Have Pagan pride and pow'r deftroy'd, 
 
 7 Rejoice, ye rig^hteous in the Lord ; 
 
 Memorials of his holinefs, 
 Deep in yoitr faithful breafts record, 
 
 And with your thankful tongues confefs. 
 
 HYMN XC. Eights. 
 Praifng at the foot of the crofs, 
 
 I O LOVE divine, what haft thou done! 
 
 Th' immortal God hath di'd for me ! 
 The Father's co-eternal Son 
 
 Bore all my"fms upon the tree : 
 Th' immortal God for me hath di'd ; 
 The Lord, my love, is crucify'd. 
 
 % Sinners, behold, as yepafs by, 
 
 The bleeding prince of life and peace ; 
 
 Come, fee, ye worms, your maker die, 
 And fay, was ever grief like his ? 
 
 Come feel, with me, his blood apply'd ; 
 
 Tke Lord, my love, is crucify'd. 
 
 3 Is crucify'd for me and you, 
 
 To bring his people back to God ; 
 
76—] HYMN XCI. 
 
 Believe, believe the record true, 
 
 His church is purchas'd with his blood ; 
 Pardon and life flow from his fide ; 
 The Lord, my love, is crucify 'd ! 
 
 4 Then let us fit beneath his crofs, 
 
 And gladly catch the healing ftream ; 
 All things for him account but drofs, 
 •And give up all our hearts to him : 
 Of nothingfpeak, or think befide : 
 The Lord, my love, is crucify'd. 
 
 HYMfj XCI. Eights and Sevens. 
 Lovs Divine ' 
 
 1 LOVE divine, all loves excelling, 
 
 Joy of heav'n to earth come down ! 
 Fix in us thy humble dwelling ; 
 
 All thy faithful mercies crown: 
 Jefus, thou art all compaflion, 
 
 Pure, imboundcifl love thou art : 
 Vifit us with thy falvaticn. 
 
 Enter ev'ry trembling heart. 
 
 a Breathe, Oh, breathe thy loving i^irit 
 
 Intoev'ry troubled breau ; 
 Let us ail in thee inherit, 
 
 Let us find thy promis'd reft ; 
 Take away the love of finning, 
 
 Take our load of guilt away ; 
 End the work of thy beginning, 
 
 Bring us to eternal day. 
 
 3 Carry on thy new creation, 
 
 Pure and hoiy may we be : 
 Let us fee our whole falvation, 
 
 Pcrledliy fecur'd by-Tluse \ 
 
HYMN XCir. [—77 
 
 Change from glcry into glory, 
 
 'Till in heav'n we take our place ; 
 
 'Till we call cur crowjis before Thee, 
 Loft in wonder, love and praife. 
 
 HYMN XCII. C. M. 
 
 Hsaling mercy in jfefus, 
 
 I Heal us, Emmanuel, here we flan-d, 
 
 "Waiting to feel thy touch ; 
 To wounded fouls ftretch forth thy hand, 
 
 Bled Saviour, we arefuch. 
 a Our faith is weak, our ftrengtk is fmall, 
 
 Wc faintly truft thy word ; 
 Sure thou wilt hear the moutner call, 
 
 And fay. " behold thy Lord." 
 
 3 Thou pity'dft him who once apply'd 
 With trembling for relief; 
 
 " Lord, I be'ievc," with tears he cry'd, 
 " Oh, hirlp my unbelitf." 
 
 4 She too, w ho touch'd thee in the prefs, 
 And healing virtue ftole, 
 
 Was anfwered, " Daughter, go in peace, 
 Thy faith hath made thee whole." 
 
 5 Like htr, with hopes and fears we come, 
 To touch thee if we may ; 
 
 Oh ! fend us not dcfpiiring home, 
 Send none unheal'd away. 
 
 HYMN XCIII. C. M. 
 
 Walking tu'uh God. Gen. v. 24. 
 
 I OH ! for a clofer walk with God, 
 
 A caini and htavnly frame ; 
 A Hght iG fhine upon the road. 
 
 That leads me to the Lamb 1 
 
;S— -] K Y M N XCIV. 
 
 a Where is the bltfTednefs I knew 
 When firft I faw the Lcrd ? 
 
 Where is the foul-rcfrelhing view 
 Of Jefus, and his word ? 
 
 3 What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd! 
 How fweet their menrry ftill ! 
 
 But they have left an aching void, 
 The world can never fill 
 
 4 Return, O holy Dove, return, 
 Sweet meffenger of reft ; 
 
 I hate the fins that made thee mourn, 
 And drove thee from my brcaft, 
 
 5 The deareft idol I have known, 
 Whatc'erthat idol be, 
 
 Help me to tear it from thy throne, 
 And worfliip only thee. 
 
 6 So fhall my walk be clofe with God, 
 Calm anJ ferere my frame ; 
 
 So purer li[>:ht fhali mark the road, 
 That leads mc to the Lamb, 
 
 HYMN XCIV. Tens and Elevens. 
 '7'he Lord iv'ill provide. 
 
 1 THO'troul)lcsaffai), and daRg:ers affright, 
 Though friends Ihould all fall, and foes aH unite ; 
 Yet one thing fecures us, whatever betide. 
 The IJcripture affures us, that God will provide. 
 
 a The birds without barn or ftorehoufe aroJed, 
 From them let us learn to truft for our bread ; 
 His faints what is. fitting, fliall ne'er b^ deny'd, 
 So long as 'tis written, the Lord wiU provide. 
 
 3 We may I'.ke the fhips, by temp/fts be toft 
 On perilous deeps, but cannot be loil i 
 
HYMN XCV. [— 75> 
 
 Though Satan enrages the wind and the tld;:, 
 His promife engages, the Lord wiil provide. 
 
 4 His call we ob^y like Abra'm of old, 
 
 Not knowing our way, but fuith makes us bold ; 
 For though we are ftrangers, we have a good 
 
 guide. 
 And trull in all dangers the Lord w ill provide. 
 
 5 When Satan appears to flop up our path. 
 And fill us with fears, we triumph by faith ; 
 He cannot take from us, though oft he has try'd. 
 This heart- cheering promife, the Lord will 
 
 provide. 
 
 6 He tells us we're weak, our bone Is in vai:i, 
 The good that we feek we ne'er fhall obtau^ ; 
 But when fudi fuggeftionsour fpirits have ply'd. 
 This anfwers all queiiions, th'e Lord will pro- 
 vide. 
 
 7 No ftrength of our own, or goodnefswecl.iira 
 Yet fince we have known the Saviours great, 
 
 name. 
 In this our ftrong tow'r for fafety we liicie. 
 The Lord is our pow'r and he will provide. 
 
 8 When life fink's apace, and death is in view. 
 This word of his grace ihall comfort us through . 
 No fearing or doubting, with Chrift on our iidc. 
 We hope to die inouting, the Lord will provide. 
 
 HYMN XCV. C. M- 
 
 Aaron a typs of Chrijl. 
 
 1 SEE Aaron, God'? anointed priell, 
 
 Within the veil appear, 
 Li robes of inyfiic meaning dreft, 
 
 Piefenti;jg lirasls prayer. 
 
8o— ] HYMN XCVI. 
 
 0, The plate of gold which crowns his brows, 
 
 His holinefs defcribes ; 
 His breaft difplays in fbininp' rows, 
 The names of all the tribt's. 
 
 3 With the atoning blood he ftands 
 Before the mercy-feat, 
 
 And clouds of incenfe from his hands 
 Arife with odour fweet. 
 
 4 Through him, the eye of faith defcric» 
 A greater prieft than he : 
 
 Thus Jefus p!ead« above the Ikies, 
 For you, my friends, and m.e. 
 
 5 He bears the names of all his faints, 
 Deep on his heart engrav'd ; 
 
 Attentive to the ftate and wants 
 Of all his \o\t has fav'd- 
 
 6 In him a holinefs complete, 
 Light and perfedlion fhine. 
 
 And wifdom, grace, and glory meet ; 
 A Saviour all divine. 
 
 HYMN XCVI. S. M, 
 
 *The nfanity of Balaam's ivifi}. 
 
 1 HOW bleft the righteous are, 
 When they refign their breath ! 
 
 No wonder Balaam wifh'dto ihare, 
 In fuch a happy death, 
 
 1 " Oh ! let me die. faid he, 
 The death the righteous do ; 
 
 When life is ended, let me be 
 Found with the faithful few." 
 
 3 The force of truth, how great ! 
 When enemies confcfe^ 
 
HYMN XCVW. [— ^x 
 
 Noye but the righteous, whom they hate, 
 A folid hope poffefs. 
 
 4 But Balaam's wllh was vain, 
 His heart was infinccre : 
 
 He thirfted for unrighteous gain, 
 And fought a portion here, 
 
 5 He fcem'd the Lord to know, 
 And to offend him loth ; 
 
 But Mammon prov'd his overthrow, 
 ^ For none can Icrve them both- 
 
 6 May we, O Lord, mofl high, 
 Warning from hence receive, 
 
 If Hk« the righteous we would die, 
 To choofe the life they live. 
 
 HYMN XCVII. L. M. 
 
 As thy daysy fo Jkall thy frength he. 
 
 Deut. xxxiii. 25. 
 
 1 AFFLICTED faint, to Chrift draw near, 
 Thy Saviour's gracious promife hear ; 
 
 His faithful word declares to thee, 
 That as thy days, thy flrergth fhail be. 
 
 2 Let not thy heart defpond and fay, 
 " How (hall 1 {land the tryirv; day ?" 
 He has engag'd by firm decree. 
 That as thy days, thy flreugth (hall be. 
 
 3 Thy faith is weak, thy foes are ftrong ; 
 And though the ccnfii-fl fhould be long, 
 Thy Lord will make the tempter flee ; 
 For as thy days, thy flrength fhall be- 
 
 4 Should perre€ution rage and flame, 
 Still truft in thy Rcdeeracr's name ; 
 In fiery trials thou flialt fee, 
 
 That as thy days, thy fbrength ihajl be- 
 D } 
 
8a—] HYMN XCVill. 
 
 5 When cairdto bear the weighty crofs, 
 Of fore afflidlion, pain or lofs, 
 
 Or deep diflrcfs, or poverty, 
 
 Stiii as thy days, thy llrength fhall be. 
 
 6 When ghaflly death appears in view, 
 Chrift's prefence fliall thy fears fabdue ; 
 He comes to fet thy fpirit free, 
 
 And as thy days, thy ftrength fhall be- 
 
 HYMN XCVIII. C. M. 
 
 CbrJji the deftra of all nations. 
 Hag. ii. 7. Cant, i- 3. 
 
 I INFINITE excellence is thine, ^ 
 Thou lovely prince of grace ! 
 
 Thy UHcreated beauties fhine, 
 With never-fading rays. 
 
 a Sinners from earth's remotefl end, 
 
 Come bending at thy feet ; 
 To thee their prayers and vows afcend, 
 
 In thee their wiflies meet. 
 
 3 Thy name as precious ointment fhed, 
 Delights the church around : 
 
 Sweetly the facred odors fpread, 
 Through all Emmanuel's ground. 
 
 4 Millions of happy fpirits live 
 On thy exhaufllefs flore ; 
 
 From thee they all their blifs receive, 
 And flill thou giveft more. 
 
 5 Thou art their triumph and their joy ; 
 They find their all in thee ; 
 
 Thy glories will their tongues employ, 
 Through all eternity. 
 
HYMN XCIX. [—83 
 
 HYMN XCIX. L. M. 
 
 Chrijl our example. John xiii. 1 5. 
 I WHENE'ER the angry paffions rife, 
 And tempt our thoughts or tongues to ftrlfe 
 To Jsfui let U5 lift our eyes, 
 Bright pattern of the Chriflian life! 
 
 % See how benevolent and kind ! 
 How mild ! how ready to forgive ! 
 Be this the temper of our mind. 
 And thefe the rules by which we live. 
 
 3 To do his heavenly Father's will, 
 Was his employment and delight; 
 Humility and holy zeal 
 
 Shone through his life divinely bright ! 
 
 4 Difpenfing good where'er he came, 
 The labors of his life were love : 
 
 If we regard the Saviour's name, 
 Let his divine example move. 
 
 5 But ah, how blind ! hew weak we are ! 
 How frail ! how apt to turn afide ! 
 Lord, v/e depend upon thy care, 
 
 And aik thy fpirit for our guide. 
 
 6 Thy fair example may we trace. 
 To teach us what we ought to bo ; 
 Make us by thy transforming grace. 
 Dear Saviour, daily more like thee^ 
 
 HYMN C. C. M. 
 
 Cbrijl the pearl of great price. Matt. xiii. 46- 
 I Ye glitt'ring toys of earth, adieu, 
 
 A nobler choice be mine ; 
 A real prize attra»5ls my view, 
 
 A treafure all divine. 
 
84-1 HYMN CI. 
 
 a Begone, unworthy of my cares, 
 
 Yc fpecfous baits of fenfe, 
 Ineftimable worth appears, 
 
 The pearl of price immenfe ! 
 
 3 Jefus, to muhitudes unknown, 
 O name divinely fweet ! 
 
 Jelus, in thee, in thee alone, 
 Wealth, honour, pleafure meet ! 
 
 4 Should both the Indies, at my call, 
 Their boafted ftores refign ; 
 
 With joy I would renounce them all, 
 For leave to call thee mine. . 
 
 5 Should earth's vain treafures all depart. 
 Of this dear gift poffefs'd, 
 
 I'd clafp it to my joyful heart. 
 And think myfelf moft blefs'd- 
 
 6 Dear fov'reign of my foul's defires, 
 Thy love is blifs divine ; 
 
 Accept the wifh that love infpires, 
 And bid me call thee mine. 
 
 HYMN CI. L. M. 
 
 CBriJI the fhyjician of fouls. Jeremiah vili. %%. 
 
 1 DEEP are the wounds which fin hath made j 
 
 Where ihall the finner find a cure ? 
 
 In vain, alas, is nature's aid. 
 
 The work exceeds all nature's pow'r. 
 
 a Sin, like a raging fever, reigns 
 With fatal flrength in every part ; 
 The dire contagion nils the veins, 
 And fpreads its poifon to the heart/ 
 3 And can no fov'reign balm be found ? 
 Aod » no kiiid phyfici^^ nigh. 
 
HYMN ClI. 
 
 To eafe the pain and heal the wound, 
 Ere life and hope forever fly ? 
 
 4 There is a great phyfician near, 
 Look up, O faiiiting foul and live ; 
 See, in his heav'nly fmiles appear. 
 Such eafe as nature cannot give ! 
 
 5 Sec, in the Saviour's dying blood 
 Life, health, and blifs abundant flow ! 
 'Tis only this dear facred flood. 
 
 Can cleanfe the heart, and heal its woe. 
 
 6 Sin throws in vain its pointed diirt, 
 For here a fov'reign cure is found ; 
 A cordial for a fainting heart, 
 
 A balra for every painful wound- 
 
 HYMN CII L. M. 
 
 Chrt/l the Chnjl'ian'sfuji:ien:y. 
 
 I Now in a fong gf grateful pralfe, 
 To my dear Lord my voice Ml raife : 
 With all the Saints Til join to tell. 
 That Jefus hath done all things well. 
 
 a I fpurn'd his grace, I broke his Ia\v,=;, 
 And then he undertook ray caui'e ; 
 To fave me when I did rebel, 
 My Jcfus hath done all things well. 
 
 3 And fincc my foul hath known his love, 
 What bleflings hath he made mo prove ? 
 Mercy, which doth all praife excsl ; 
 
 For Jefus ha'.h done all things well. 
 
 4 Whene'er my Saviour r.nd my God, 
 Hath on me laid his gentle ro;! ; 
 
 1 know in ali which hath befcU 
 Thar Jefuj hath done all tilings wcU. 
 
g6— ] HYMN Cin. 
 
 5 Sometimes the Lord his face doth hide. 
 To make me pray, and kill my pride ; 
 Yet on my heart it fliii doth dwell, 
 That Jefus hath done all things well^ 
 
 6 Soon 1 fliall pafs this vale cf d^ath, 
 And in his arms fhall lofe my breath ; 
 And then my happy foul fhajl tell, 
 How Jefus hath done all things well- 
 
 HYMN cm. L. M. 
 
 The effeas of the fall lamented. 
 
 1 SEE hum.an nature funk in fhamc ; 
 See fcandalspour'd on Jefu's name; 
 The father wounded through the fon ; 
 The v.'crld abus'd, the foul undone- 
 
 ':. Fee the fhort coiirfe of vain delight, 
 C ofrg in evcrlafting night; 
 in flames, that no abatement know, 
 K.. c led by fin the fource of woe- 
 
 3 My God, I feel the mournful fcene ; 
 My bov/els yearn o'er dying men ; 
 And fain niy pity would reclaim, 
 
 And fnatch the firc-brards from the flatnCs 
 
 4 But feeble my compaflion proves, 
 And can but weep where nioft it loves : 
 Thy own all-faving arm employ, 
 
 And turn thefe drops of grief to joy. 
 
HYMN CIV. [—87 
 
 HYWM CIV* L. M. 
 Sedi/ig to God/or the communication of his/pirit, 
 
 Ezek. xxxvi. 37. 
 I HEAR, gracious fov'reign, from thy throne. 
 And fend thy various bleflings down : 
 While by thine Ifrael thou art fought, 
 Oh, hear tke pray'r thy word hath taught. 
 
 a Come, facred fpirit, from above, 
 And fill the coideft heart with love ; 
 Soften to fieih the rugged ftone, 
 And let thy godlike power be known 
 
 3 Speak thou, and from the haughtieft eyes, 
 Shall floods of pious forrov/ rife ; 
 While all their glowing fouls are borne, 
 To feek that grace, which now they fcorn' 
 
 A Oh, let a holy fiock await, 
 Num'rous around thy tempie-gafe, 
 Each prefling en with zeal to be, 
 A living facrifice to thee. 
 
 5 In anfwer to our fervent cries, 
 Give us to fee thy church arife ; 
 Or, if that bleffing feem too great, 
 Give us to mourn its low ellate* 
 
 HYMN CV. L. M, 
 
 *rhe leadings of the fpirit. Rom. viii. 14. 
 I COiVIE, gracious fpirit, heav'nly dove, 
 With lighc and comfort from abeve ; 
 Be thou our guardian, thou our guide, 
 O'er ev'ry thought and ftep prefide. 
 
 a Conducl us fafe, condudl us far 
 From ev'ry fin and hurtful fnare ; 
 Lead to thy word that rules mufl give, 
 And teach us leCbne how to iivC' 
 
88—] HYMN CVI. 
 
 3 The light of truth to usdilplay, 
 Aad make us know and chcofe thy way ; 
 Plant holy fear in evVy heart, 
 
 1'hat we from God may ne'er depart- 
 
 4 Lead us to holinefs, the road 
 
 That we muft take to dwell with God ; 
 Lead us to Chrift, the living way. 
 Nor let us from his paftures ftray. 
 
 5 Lead us to God, our final reft, 
 In his erjoynient to be blefs'd ; 
 Lead us to heav'n, the feat of blifs, 
 Where pleafure in perfedion is- 
 
 HYMN CVI. Eights. 
 
 7he tvjluences of the fp'trtt defircd. 
 
 1 ETERNAL fpirit, fourcc of Lght, 
 
 Enliv'ning, coufecrating fire, 
 Defcend and with ceJeftial heat 
 
 Our dull, our frczen hearts infpire ; 
 Our fouls refine, our drofs confume ! 
 Come, condefcending fpirit, come ! 
 
 % In our cold brcafts, Oh, flrike a fpark 
 Of the pure flame, which feraphs feel, 
 
 Nor let us wander in the dark, 
 Or lie benumb'd and flupid ftill : 
 
 Come, vivifying fpirit, come, 
 
 And mal;e our hearts thy conftant home ! 
 
 3 Let pure devotion's fervors rile; 
 
 Let every pious paflion glow ; 
 Oh, let the raptures of the fkies 
 
 Kindle in our cold hearts below ! 
 Come, condefcending fpirit, come, 
 And make our fouls thy conflant home ! 
 
HYMN CVil. [—89 
 
 HYMN CVII. L. M. 
 Tbe injlueneei of tb« fpirit experienced. John xiv. 
 
 16, 17. 
 I SURE the bleft comforter is nigh, 
 'Tis he fuftains my fainting heart ; 
 Elfe would mj hope forever die, 
 And ev'ry cheering ray depart. 
 
 a When fbme kind promife glads my fcrul^ 
 Do I not find his healing voice 
 The tempeft of my fears control, 
 And bid my drooping pow'rs rejoice ? 
 
 3 Whene'er to call the Saviour mine, 
 With ardent wifh my heart afpires ; 
 Can it be lefs than pow'r divine, 
 Which animates thcfe flrong deCres? 
 
 4 What lefs than thy almighty word 
 Can raife my heart from earth and daft, 
 And bid me cleave to thee, my Lord, 
 fAf life, my treafure, and my truft ? 
 
 5 And when my cheerful hope can fay, 
 I love my Gcd, and tafte his grace, 
 Lord, is it not thy blifefui ray. 
 
 Which brings this dawn of facred peace ? 
 
 6 Let thy kind fpirit in my heart 
 Forever dwell, O God of love, 
 
 And light and heavenly peace impart, 
 Sweet earneft of the joys above. 
 
 HYMN CVIII. L. M, 
 *The grieved fpirit entreated net to depart. Pf- li IX, 
 I STAY, thou infulted fpirit, flay, 
 Though I have done thee fuch defpitc, 
 Cafl not a finncr quite away, 
 Nor take thine everlafling flight ; 
 
90— ] HYMN CIX. 
 
 1 Though I haveraofl: unfaithful been 
 Of all, whoe'er thy grace receiv'd, 
 Ten thoufand times thy goodnefs feen, 
 Ten thoufand times thy goodnefs griev'd- 
 
 3 But Oh ! the chief of finners fpare, 
 In honor of my great high-priell ; 
 Nor in thy righteous anger fwear, 
 
 1 iliall not fee thy people's reft. 
 
 4 If yet thou canft my fins forgive, 
 E^en now, O Lord, relieve my woes ; 
 I;"ito thy reft of love receive, 
 
 And bl^ifs me with a calm repofe. 
 
 5 E'en now my weary foul releafe, 
 And raife me by thy gracious hand ! 
 Guide me into thy perfect peace, 
 And bring me to the promis'd land. 
 
 HYMN CIX. C. M. 
 ^befpirit of God infenfhly -withdrawn. Judg( 
 
 xvi. ao. 
 
 I A PRESENT God is all our ftrength, 
 
 And all our joy and hope ; 
 When he withdraws, our comforts die, 
 
 And every grace muft droop. 
 
 a But flattVing trifles charm our hearts. 
 
 To court their falfe embrace. 
 Till juftly this negiedled friend 
 
 Averts his angry face- 
 
 3 He leaves us and we mifs him not, 
 
 But go prefumptuous on ; 
 Till baffled, wounded, and enflcv'd, 
 
 We learn, that God is gone. 
 
HYMN. ex. [—91 
 
 4 And what, my foul, can then remain, 
 One ray of hght t« give ? 
 
 Scver'd from him, their better life, 
 How can his children live ? 
 
 5 Hence, all ye painted forms of joy, 
 And leave my heart to mourn : 
 
 I would devote thefe eyes to tears, 
 Till chear'd by his return. • 
 
 6 Look back, my Lord, and own the place, 
 Where once thy temple flood ; 
 
 For lo! its ruins bear the mark 
 Of rich atoning blood. 
 
 HYMN ex. Sevens. 
 
 Sin beivaited. 
 
 I COME, my foul, thy fuit prepare, 
 Jefus loves to anfwer pray'r ; 
 He himfelf has bid thee pray, 
 Rife and alk without -delay. 
 
 a With my burden 1 begin, 
 Lord ! remove this load of fin ! 
 Let thy blood, for fmners fpilt, 
 Set my confcience free from guilt, 
 
 3 Lord ! I come to thee for reft, 
 Take pofleffion of my breaft ; 
 
 There thy blood-bought right maintain, 
 And without a rival reign. 
 
 4 As the image in the glafs 
 Anfwers the beholder's face ; 
 Thus unto my heart appear. 
 Print thine own refemblance there- 
 
 5 While I am a pilgrim here, 
 Let thy love my fpirit cheer ; 
 
«a— ] HYMN CXI. 
 
 As my guide, my guard, my Friend, 
 Lead me to my journey's end. 
 6 Shew me what I have to do, 
 Ev'ry hour my ftrength renew ; 
 Let me live a l\h of faith. 
 Let me die thy people's death. 
 
 HYMN CXI. L. M. 
 
 Prayer for quickening grace. 
 
 1 OUR wiihes would our ruin prove. 
 Could we our wretched choice obtain, 
 Before we feel the Saviour's love, 
 Kindling our iove to him again. 
 
 ^ But when our hearts perceive his worth, 
 Dellres. till then unknown, take place; 
 Our fpirits cleave no more to earth, 
 But pant for holinefs and grace. 
 
 3 And doft thou fay, " Aik wkat thou wilt ?'* 
 I^ord, I will feize the golden hour ; 
 
 I pray to be released from guilt, 
 
 And freed from fin and Satan's powV. 
 
 4 More of thy prefence. Lord, impart, 
 More of thine image let nie bear ; 
 Ere6l thy throne within my heart, 
 And reign without a rival there. 
 
 HYMN CXII. C. M. 
 
 Faith's review andexpeBatlon. 
 
 I AMAZING grace ! (how fweet the found) 
 
 That fav'd a wretch like me ! 
 I once was loft, but now am found, 
 
 V/a» blind, but tjo^ \ fee* 
 
HYMN CXIII. [—93 
 
 4 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, 
 
 And grace my fears rcl-iev'd ; 
 How precious did that grace appear, 
 
 The hour I firft believ'd ! 
 
 3 Thro' many dangers, toils, and fnares, 
 I have already come ; 
 
 *Tis grace has brought me fafe thus far, 
 And grace will lead me home. 
 
 4 The Lord has promis'd good tame, 
 His word my hope fecurcs ; 
 
 He will my fhield and portion be. 
 As long as life endures. 
 
 5 Yes, when this flelh and heart Ihallfail, 
 And mortal life fhall ceafe ; 
 
 ) Ihall poffefs within the veil, 
 A life of joy and peace. 
 
 6 The earth ftiall foon diflblve hke fnow, 
 The fun forbear to fhine ; 
 
 But God who cdll'd me here below, 
 Will be forever mine. 
 
 HYMN CXIII. L. M. 
 
 The prejfure of Jin. 
 X OH, that sny load of •£« were gone— 
 
 Oh, that I could at laft fubmit, 
 At J-fu's feet to lay me down, 
 
 To lay my foul at Jcfu's feet. 
 
 4 When (hall mine eyes behold the Lamb, 
 The God of my falvation fee ? 
 
 Weary, O Lord, thou know 'ft 1 am, 
 Yet ftill I cannot come to tliee. 
 
 5 Reft for my foul I long to find ; 
 Saviour, ii mine indeed theu art^ 
 
94—] HYMN CXIV. 
 
 Give me thy meek and lowly mind. 
 And ftamp thine image on my heart, 
 
 4 I would (but thou muft give the pow'r) 
 My heart were from its fms released : 
 
 Oh, let me fee that happy hour, 
 
 'Twill fill my foul with heav'niy peace. 
 
 5 Come, Lord, the drooping finner cheer, 
 Let not my Jefus long delay, 
 
 Appear in my poor heart, appear, 
 My God, my Saviour, come I pray. 
 
 HYMM CXIV. L. M. 
 
 A Jinner fuhmitttng to God, 
 
 I WEARY of ftruggling with my pain, 
 Hopelefs to burft this finful chain, 
 At length I give the conteil o'er, 
 Andfeek to free myfeif no more. 
 % From my own works at laft I ceafe— 
 God that creates muft feal my peace ; 
 Fruitlefs my toil and vain my care, 
 Unlefs thy fov' reign grace I fliarC' 
 
 3 Lord, I defpair myfeif toxical, 
 1 fee my fin but cannot feel ; 
 
 I cannot, till thy fpirit blow. 
 And bid th' obedient waters flow. 
 
 4 'Tis thine, a heart of flefli to give. 
 Thy gifts I only can receive ; 
 
 Here then to thee I all refign, 
 
 To draw, redeem, and feal is thine- . 
 
 5 With fimple truth to thee I call, 
 My light, my life, my Lord, my all : 
 I wait the moving of the pool — 
 
 I wait the word that fpeaks me whole. 
 
HYMN CXV. [— 9j 
 
 6 Speak, gracious Lord, my ficknefs cure, 
 Make my infeded nature pure ; 
 Peace, righteoufnefs, and joy impart, 
 And pour thyfelf into my heart. 
 
 HYMN CXV. L. M. 
 
 Invitation tejinneru '' 
 
 1 SINNERS, obey the gofpel word, 
 Hafte to the fupper of your Lord •. 
 Be wife to know your gracious day, 
 All things are ready, come away. 
 
 a Ready the father is to own, 
 And kifs his late returning Son, 
 Ready the gracious Saviour {lands 
 And fpreads for you his bleeding hand*. 
 
 3 Ready the fpirit from above, 
 To fill the Unful heart with love, 
 T' apply and witnefs Jefu's blood. 
 And walh and feal you fons of God- 
 
 4 Ready for you the Angels wait, 
 To triumph in your bleft eftate ; 
 Tuning their harps by which they praifc. 
 The wonders of redeeming grace. 
 
 5 Come then, ye finners, to the Lord, 
 To happinefs in Chrifl reftor'd ; 
 
 His profFer'd benefits embrace. 
 The plenitude of gofpel grace. 
 
 6 Oh, quit this world's deltifive charms. 
 And quickly fly to Jefu's arms ; 
 Wreftle until your God is known. 
 
 Till yeu can call the Lord your own, 
 
96—] HYMN CXVI. 
 
 HYMN CXVI. C. M. 
 
 Fortitude under reproaches, 
 
 1 DIDST thou, dear Jefus, fufFer (hame, 
 
 And bear the crofs for me ? 
 And fhall I fear to own thy name, 
 
 Or fhall I bafely flee ? 
 
 a Forbid it, Lord, that I fhould dread, 
 
 To fuffer fhame or lofs ; 
 Oh, let me I!i thy footfteps tread, 
 
 And glory in thy crofs. 
 
 3 Infpire my foul with life divine, 
 And holy courag'e bold j 
 
 Let knowledge, faith, and meeknefs fliinc, 
 Nor love, nor zeal grow cold. 
 
 4 Say to my foul, why doft thou fear 
 The face of feeble man ? 
 
 Behold thy heav'nly captain's here. 
 Before thee in the van. 
 
 5 Oh, how my foul would rife and run, 
 At this reviving word ; 
 
 No^r any painful fuff'rings ihun. 
 To follow thee, my Lord. 
 
 6 Let finful men reproach, defame, 
 And call me what they will; 
 
 If 1 may glorify thy name, 
 And be thy fervant ftill. 
 
 HYMN CXVII. C. M. 
 
 The Go/pel fuited to the ivanU of alL 
 1 JESUS, thy hleflings are not few, 
 
 Nor is thy gofpel weak ; 
 Thy grace can melt trie fliibbom Jew, 
 
 And heal the dying Greek, 
 
HYMN CXVllI. 
 
 a Wide as the reach of Satan's rage, 
 
 Does thy falvation flow ; 
 It's not confin'd to fex or age, 
 
 The lofty or the low. 
 
 3 While grace is offer'd to the prince, 
 The poor may take their fliare ; 
 
 No mortal has a ]uft pretence, 
 To perifli in defpair- 
 
 4 Come, all ye wretched finners, come, 
 He'll form your fouls anew ; 
 
 His gofpel and his heart have room 
 For rebels fuch as you. 
 
 HYMN CXVIII. L. M. 
 
 '^he Excellency of the Priefihood of Chnd- 
 
 'MIDST all the priefts of Jewilh race, 
 jefus the moft illuftrions {lands : 
 The radiant ^eauty of his face 
 Superior love and awe demands- 
 
 z Not Aaron or Melchizcdeck 
 Could claim fuch high defcent as he ; 
 His nature and his name befpeak 
 His unexampled pedigree- 
 
 3 Defcending from the throne above, 
 He bears th' endearing name of fjn ; 
 Drefs'd in our fieTa and mov'd by love. 
 He puts his prieflly garments on. 
 
 4 Se^! he prefcnts Ms facrince. 
 An oi5''ring moft divinely fweet ; 
 While clouds of fragrant incenfe rife, 
 And cover o'er the mercy feat. 
 
 5 The father with approving fmile, 
 Accepts the off'ri^g of his fon : 
 
•,-^j H Y M N CXIX, 
 
 I'-w -rys the wondering; angels feel, 
 And kttile to bear the tidings down. 
 
 6 The "whelcome news their lips repeat, 
 Gives facred plcafure to my bread ; 
 Henceforth, my foul, thy caufe commit 
 i Chfift, thy advocate and prieft. 
 
 KYMN CXIX. L. M. 
 
 Cfirl/i the Way to the heavenly Canaan, 
 • JESUS, my all, to heav'n is gene, 
 He whom I iix my hopes upon ; 
 His track I iee, and I'll purfue 
 7 he nTirrow way till him 1 view. 
 
 c The -way the holy prophets went, 
 The road that lead^ from banifhment, 
 The Icing's highway of holinefs 
 111 go, for all hii paths are peace, 
 
 3 'i his is the way I long have feught, 
 Andmourn'dbecaufe I found it not; 
 My grief, my burden lung has been, 
 Ljcaufe I could not ceafe from fin. 
 
 4 Tlis more I llrove againll its pow'r, 
 I rnn'd and flumbled but the more, 
 Tiii Ute I heard my Saviour fay, 
 Ccnie hither, foul, " I am the way.'' 
 
 c Lo ! glad \ come, and thou bled Iamb, 
 SbiJt take mc to thee as I am ; 
 l<'othlag but fin I thee can give, 
 l-Tothli)g but love ihall I receive. 
 
 6 Then will I tell to Tinners round, 
 V ^at a dear Savlo'jr I have fcurd ; 
 \ : ')>';nt to thy redeeming hlood. 
 • . . u ^>.ho!.' ^' -^-■- ^.'. God.*' 
 
H y M N CXX. [-99 
 
 HYMN CIvX. C. M. 
 
 Mercy prevailing. ■ Ezek. xvi. 63- 
 I ONCE periOiing in bleed i iay, 
 
 Creatures no htlp could gi^w;; 
 But Jefuo paiVd me in the way, 
 
 He fa-'v, and bade nnc live, 
 a Oh, can i f. er that day fcrgct, 
 
 V/hen Jel'us kindly fyu\z ! 
 " Poor Xoul, my blood has paid thy debt, 
 
 And now I brake thy yoke- 
 
 3 Behold, I take- thee for niv own, 
 And give myfelf to thee ; 
 
 r rfakc the idols thou haft knovN'n, 
 And yield thyfeif to mie." 
 
 4 Ah, wcrthleis heart ! it proniib'd fair, 
 And faid it wouid be tliine ; 
 
 I litnie thought it e'er would dare 
 Again with idols join. 
 
 5 LORD, doft thou fuch back-flidin-/^ .-a!, 
 And pario:! all that's pa't ? ^ 
 
 Sure, if I am not made of fleel, 
 i Ihaii relent at lafi. 
 
 6 IVIy tongue, -which raflily fpakt hd.^.ic 
 Thy mercy will reftrain ; 
 
 :iy I nov/ fhall IvoaH ivt more, 
 .sorcenfure, ncr complain. 
 
 HYMN CXXI. L. M. 
 
 The pOTVcr of Divine G^aceyin a-if^v:r to Pr 
 Ezelt. xxivi. zj — 28. 
 
 "PHS Lord proclaims his grace aorr>ad : 
 ^ • Joid I ch^r-^i your hearts of ilone ! 
 Yc- hall rv.'r.oi:rc? eachidol-crod, 
 Aai ler .-- :ii>J r: ciie the LORD alene^ 
 
100—] HYMN CXXII. 
 
 2 My jrace, a flowing ft ream proceeds, 
 To wafh your fi!thinels away ; 
 
 Ye Ihall abhor your former deeds. 
 And learn my ilatutes to obey. 
 
 3 My truth the great defign infures., 
 1 give niyfelf away to you ; 
 
 Ye iliall be mine, I will be yours, 
 Your GOD, unalterably true. 
 
 4 Yet not unfcught, nor unimp! or'd, 
 The plenteous grace will I confer ; 
 
 No — your whole hearts fhall feek the LORD, 
 I'll put a praying fpirit there- 
 
 5 From 'he firft breath of life divine, 
 Down to the laih expiring hour ; 
 The gracious work fiiaJl ail be mine, 
 Begun and ended in naypow'r- 
 
 HYMN CZXII. C. M. 
 
 The Leper healed. Matt. viii. 2. 3, 
 
 I WHEN the poor leper's cafe I read, 
 
 P\/Iy own dcfcrib'd 1 feci 5 
 Sin Jo a leprofy indeed, 
 
 Which none but CHRIST can heal, 
 a Whr.t anguifh did my foul endure. 
 
 Till hope aiid patieEce ceas'd ? 
 The more i Urcve myfelf to cure, 
 
 The more the plague increas'cL 
 
 3 While thur, I lay diflrefc'd, I faw 
 The Saviour paffing by ; 
 
 To him, though fill'd with lhan:ie and awe, 
 1 rais d my mournful cry. 
 
 4 ]. ORD, thou canft heal me i/ thou wik, 
 On, jjicy to me faew, 
 
HYMN CXXIII. [—101 
 
 Oh, cleatife my leprous foul from guilt. 
 My filthy h^^art renew. 
 
 5 He heard, and with a gracious look, 
 
 Pronouncd the healirg word ; 
 *' I will — ^be clean," and while he fpoke, 
 
 I felt my heart reftor'd. 
 
 ■ 6 Come, fkiner?, feize the prefent hour, 
 
 The SavioTir's grace to prove ; 
 . He can relieve, for he is pow'r, 
 h He will, for he is love- 
 
 HYMN CXXIII. L. M. 
 
 Barrennefs andindiveU'ing Sin. 
 1 LORD, I'm defil'd in every part, 
 Barren my life, and cold my heart, 
 Yet fometime3, through thy fov'reign grace, 
 
 1 catch a glinipfe of Jefu's face. 
 
 2 This gives my drowfy heart a fpring, 
 I fain would rife, and fain would fuig ; 
 But foon a cloud rolls in between. 
 
 All black with fome indwelling fin. 
 i^ 3 My notes then faoJtcr on my tor.gue, 
 The foul contagion fpoils my fong ; 
 But Thou, who doft the world control, 
 Speak but the word, I fiiall be whole. 
 
 HYMN CXXIV. C. M. 
 The Power of Faith. 
 
 1 FAITH adds new charms to earthly blifs, 
 And Ave 3 mt from i^5 fnarc^ ; 
 
 Its aid in every duty brings, 
 And foftens all my cares : 
 
 2 Extinguifhes rhe thIrA of iin, 
 Ard li;Thts the facred fire 
 
loz— J HYMN CXXV. 
 
 Of love to God, and heavenly things, 
 And feeds the pure dtilre. 
 
 3 The wounded confcience knows its powr, 
 T!ie healing balm to give ; 
 
 7 hat baiai the faddeit heart can cheer, 
 And make the dying iive. 
 
 4 Wide it unveils celeftial vrorlds, 
 Where dcatnlefs pieafures reign ; 
 
 And bids me feek my portion there, 
 Nor bids me feek ia vain ; 
 
 5 Shews n»e the precious promife feal'd 
 With the Redeemer's bleed; 
 
 And helps my feeble hope to reft 
 Upon a faithful God. 
 
 6 There, there unfliaken would I refl, 
 Till this vile body dies ; 
 
 And th-;n on faith's triumphant wings, 
 At once to glory I'ife. 
 
 HYMN CXXV. Eights. 
 Faith conquering. 
 \ THEuioment a fumer believes, 
 
 And truils in a crucifi'd Gcd, 
 lis? pardon at once he receives, 
 
 Redeniption in fuU through his blood. 
 •i'is faith that flili leads us along, 
 
 And lives under preffure and load, 
 That makes us in v^eaknefsmcrc flrong, 
 
 And draws che foul upward to God. 
 t It tread's on the world, and on heli, 
 
 it vanciuiihes death and defpair : 
 ANd Oh ! let us wonder to ttii, 
 
 it wrcftlcb and conquers by pray'r, 
 
H Y M N CXXVr. [-. 
 
 Pc-rniits a vile worm of the duft, 
 With God to commune as a fricud ; 
 
 To hope his forgiveuefe as jufi, 
 And look for his love to the end. 
 
 3 It fays to the mountains, "■ depart/' 
 
 That (land between God and the foul ; 
 I It binds up the broken in heart, 
 
 And maken; wounded confciences whole 
 Bids Gns of a crimfon-Iike dye 
 
 Be fpotlefs as fnow, and as white ; 
 And raifes the Gnner on high, 
 
 To dwell with the anjrels of Ug-ht. 
 
 HYMN CXXVI. C. M. 
 
 Faith fuperior to Senfe. 
 ^ I SJGHT, heariag-, feeling, tafte and frr.eli, 
 f Are gifts we highly prize ; 
 ' But thefe may downward lead to hell, 
 While faith to heav'n doth rife. 
 
 ra More piercing than the eagle's light. 
 Faith views the world unknown : 
 Surveys the glorious realms of hgh?, 
 And JESUS on the throne. 
 
 3 It hears the mighty voice of GOD, 
 And ponders what he faith ; 
 
 His word and works, his gifts and rod. 
 Have each a voice to faith. 
 
 4 It feels the touch of heav'nly powY, 
 And from the boundlefs fource. 
 
 Derives frefn vigour evVy hour 
 To run its daily courfe. 
 
 J The truth and goodiiefs of the LO P.D 
 
 Are fuited to its tafte ; 
 Mean is the worldling's pamper'd ho-xvl. 
 
 To faith's perpetual feaft. 
 
JC4— ] HYMN CXXVII. 
 
 6 Till faving faith poffefs the mind, 
 In vain of fenfe we boaft ; 
 
 We are but fenfelefs, tallelefs, blind, 
 And deaf, snd dead, and loft, , 
 
 HYMN CXXVII- Sevens and Sixes. 
 Dhnne light breaking into the SouL 
 I SO-PvlETiMES alightfurprifes 
 
 The Chriflian while he lings ; 
 k is the Lord who rifes 
 
 With h'jaling on his wings ; 
 When comforts are declining, 
 
 He grants the foul again 
 A icafon of clear Ihining, 
 
 To cheer ic after rain. 
 0. In holy contemplation. 
 
 We fweetly then purfue 
 The tkenie of God's falvation, 
 
 And find it ever new : 
 Set free from prefent forrow, 
 
 We cheeifally can fay, 
 E'n let th' unknown tc-morrov/ 
 
 Bring wich it what it may. 
 
 3 It can bring with it nothing 
 But he will bear us thro', 
 
 VJi\Q gives the lilies clothing. 
 
 Will clothe his people too; 
 Eencc.di the fpreading heavens, 
 
 No creature but is fed ; 
 And he who feeds the ravens, 
 
 Will give his children brtacL 
 
 4 Tho* vine nor fig-tree neither 
 Their wonted fruit Ihould bear, 
 
 The' all the fields fnould wither, 
 Ncr liccks nor herds be there ; 
 
HYMN CXXVIH. [—105 
 
 Yet God the fame abidisg, 
 
 His praife fhall tune my voice ; 
 For while in him confiding, 
 
 I cannot but rejoice. 
 
 HYMN CXXVIII. C. M. 
 
 Chr'ifl revealed in afanljlatn by the iato, 
 
 1 SMOTE by thy law, I'm juftly flain, 
 Great God, behold my cafe; 
 
 Pity a finner fill'd with pain, 
 Nor drive me from thy face. 
 
 2 Dread terrors fright my guilty foul, 
 Thy juftice, all in flames, 
 
 Gives fentence on tnis heart fo fcul, 
 So hard, fo full of crimes. 
 
 3 'Tis trembling kardnefs that I feel ; 
 I fear, but can't relent. 
 
 Perhaps of endlefs death the feal : 
 Oh, that 1 could repent ! 
 
 4 My pray'rs, my tears, my vows are vile, 
 My duties black with guilt ; 
 
 On fuch a wretch can mercy fmile, 
 Tho' jefu's blood was fpilt ^ 
 
 5 Speechlefi I fink to endlefs nigh;, 
 I fee an opening hell : 
 
 But lo ! v/hat glory ftrikes my fight ? 
 Such glory who can tell ! 
 
 6 Enwrapt in thcfe bright beams of psaie, 
 I feel a gracious God : 
 
 Swell, fvveil the note ; Oh, tell his grace ! 
 Seund his high oraife abroad ! 
 
 E 2 
 
,o6— ] K Y M N CXXTX. 
 
 7 Now rife, my foui, adore and love. 
 Leave fin and hell behind ; 
 Give all thy pow'rs to hcav'n above, 
 And praife th' eternal mind- 
 
 KYMN CXXIX. L. M. 
 
 On the hardnefs of the heart, 
 
 2 OH, for a glance of heav'nly day, 
 To take the fiubborn ftone away ; 
 And thaw with beams of love divine, 
 Ihis heart, this frozen heart of mire. 
 
 1 The rocks can rend, the earth can quake : 
 The fea can roar, the mountains {hake ; 
 ■Of feeling all things fhovsr fome fign, 
 But this unfeeling heart of mine. 
 
 3 Thy judgments. Lord, unmov'd I hear, 
 (Amazing thought !) which deviis fear ; 
 Coodsefs and wrath in vain combine, 
 To ftir ihis llupid heart of mine- 
 
 4 To hear the forrow thou haft felt, 
 r.'car Lord, an adamant w^ould melt, 
 Eur I car. read each moving line, 
 And nothing move this heart of m.inc 
 tr Eat pov,''r divine can do the deed, 
 AnH much to feel that pow'r 1 need ; 
 
 r\,y fpiiit can from drofs refine, 
 J-^-A move and meit tliis heart of mine. 
 % Then, deareft Lord, thy fpirit give, 
 Ard make my drooping heart revive; 
 /.'u longer then fhall 1 repine, 
 Vo larger mcurn this heart of niire« 
 
K Y M N CXXX. [—107 
 
 7 But anthems dwell upon my tongue. 
 And this fhall ever be my Ibng, 
 'Twas nought but fov'reign love divine^ 
 That mov'd this Itapid heart of mine- 
 
 HYMN CXXX. Sevens. 
 Cb rift's AfcenfiQP.. 
 
 I HAIL the day that fees him rife, 
 Ravifh'd from our vk^ifhful eyes ; 
 Chrifl a while to mortals giv'n, 
 Re-afcends his native heav'n, 
 There the pompous triumph waits ; 
 '' Lift your heads, eternal gates ! 
 " Wide unfold the radiant ftene, 
 " Take the King of g'ory in i" 
 Z Him tho' higheft heav'n recsivcfj 
 Still he loves the ea*th he leaves ; 
 I'ho' returning to his throne, 
 Still he cal's mankind his own ;. 
 Still for us he intercedes, 
 Prevalent his death he pleads ; 
 Next himfelf prepares a place, 
 Harbinger of human race. 
 
 2) Mafter (may we ever fay) 
 Taken from our world away ; 
 See thy faithful fervants, fee, 
 Ever gazing up to thee ! 
 Grant, tho' parted from our fight : 
 High above yon azur:; height, — 
 Grant our Ibuls may thither rife, 
 Foil'wing thee beyond the {kies, 
 4 Ever upward let us move, 
 Wafred on the wings of love, 
 Looking when our Lord {hall ccnic, 
 Lon'^ing for a ha' '■-•■ ^ '•-■.■ 
 
308-~] HYMN CXXXl. 
 
 There we Hiall with thee remain. 
 Partners of thine endlefs reign, 
 There thy face unclouded fee. 
 Find a heav'n of heav'ns in thee. 
 
 HYMN cxxxi. Sevens. 
 
 ChriJVs triumphant afcenjion. 
 
 1 JESUS our triumphant head, 
 P.is'n vidlorious from the dead ; 
 I'o the realms of glory's gone, 
 To afccnd his rightful throne. 
 
 1 Cherubs on the conqueror gaze, 
 Sf raphs glow with brighter blaze ; 
 r.dch bright order of the Iky, 
 Hails him, as he paffesby ! 
 
 3 Saints the glorious triumph meet ; 
 See their garments at his feet ! 
 
 liy his fears his toils are view'd, 
 And his garments roll'din blood! 
 
 4 Heav'n its king congratulates, 
 Opens wide her golden gates ; 
 Angels, fongs of vi<51:'ry bring. 
 Ail the blifsfui regions ring I 
 
 5 Sinners join the heav'ly pcw'rs, 
 For redemption all is ours ; 
 None but burden' d Cnners prove 
 Blood bought pardon, dying love. 
 
 6 Hail ! thou dear, thou worthy Lord ! 
 Holy Lamb ! incarnate word ! 
 
 Hail! thou fuff 'ring Son of God ! 
 Take the trophies of thy blood. 
 
K Y M N CXXXII. 
 
 HYMN CXXXII. L. M. 
 Hcpe encouraged hy a -vU-u of the divine pnf-:: 
 
 fion. I SaiP.. sxx- 6. 
 I WHY finks my vj-eak defponding nva-l . 
 Why heaves my heart the anxious figh ? 
 Can fov' reign }!;ooaHef5 be unkind ? 
 Am I not lafe when God is nigh ? 
 
 a He holds all nature in his hand ; 
 That gracious hand on whic'^ I live. 
 Does life, and time, and death command. 
 And has immortal joys to give. 
 3 'Tis he fupports this faintino; frame. 
 On him alone n-.y hopes recUn.; ; 
 The wond'rous glories of his name, 
 How wide they fpread, how bright th : \ 
 
 A Infinite wifdom.! houndIefspcv.''r I 
 Unchanging faithfulnefs and love ! 
 Here let me trufi, whi!e I adore. 
 And from my refuge ne'er remove. 
 
 5 My God, if thou art mine indeed. 
 Then T have all my heart can crave ; 
 A prefent help in times of need, 
 Still kind to hear and ftrong to favs. 
 
 6 Forgive my doubts, O gracious Lord; 
 And eafe the forrows of my breaft ; 
 Speak to my heart the healing vv'ord. 
 Thai thou art mine — and I ara bieil. 
 
 HYMN CXXXIII. C. M. 
 
 A penitent pleading for merry. 
 I LORD, at thy feet we finners Jie, 
 
 And knock at mercy's door ; 
 With heavy heart and dovvncafl eye, 
 
 Thy favor we implore. 
 
iio—l K V M M CXXX:V. 
 
 2 [On u'^, the vafl extent difplay 
 Of thy iorgiving iovc ; 
 
 Take ail our heinous guilt away, 
 This heavy lead remove. 
 
 3 We f.nk, with ali tliis weight opprefs-d, 
 Sink down to death and hell ; 
 
 Gh, give our troubled fpirits refl, 
 Our nuni'roiis feax's difpel-] 
 
 4 ' Pis mercy, niercy we implore, 
 Wc would thy bowels move ; 
 
 Thy grace is an exhaufllefs ftjoie, 
 And thou thyicif art love. 
 
 5 Oh, for thy own, for Jei'u's fake. 
 Our many fins forgive ; 
 
 Thy grace our rocky hearts can break. 
 And breaking focn relieve. 
 
 6 Thus melt 'us down, thus make us bend, 
 .And thy dominion own ; 
 
 l^oT let a rival more pretend 
 To rtpcffefs thy throne. 
 
 HYMM c XX XIV. Sevens. 
 
 ^'o/ci/:ir in hobe. Ifaiah XXXV. 10. Luke xii. 
 
 1 ClilLDREN of the heav'nly king, 
 A? ye journey, iv.-Letly fmg; \ 
 
 tm^ your Saviour s worthy praife, 
 Glorious in his works and weys. 
 
 a Ye are tr?.v'ling nome to God, 
 in the way the fathers trod ; 
 They are happy now, and ye 
 ■f>ocu their happirefs fhall fee. 
 
 3 Shout, ye little flock, and bleft, 
 Vou near Jefu's throne fhall reil ; 
 
HYMN CXXXV. 
 
 There your feats are now prtp?i'd, 
 ' There your kingdom and reward. 
 
 4 Foar not, brethren, joyful ftr-ri 1 
 On the borders of your Jancl ; 
 Jefus Chrirt, your fathers fen, 
 Bids you undilhiay'd go on. 
 
 5 Lord ! fubmifiive make us gc, 
 ■Gladly leaving ?.U belcw ; 
 Only thsu our leader be, 
 
 -^•>d \\c ftlil will follow thee. 
 
 HYMV CXXXV. L. M. 
 
 Ixjlurn of joy. 
 
 1 WHEN darknefs long hz.5 veil'd nr: 
 And fmilinof day once more ajipsars ; 
 Then, my Redeemer, then I find 
 
 The foHy of my doubts and fears. 
 
 2 I chide my unbelieving heart, 
 And blufii that I (honld ever be 
 So prone to uSt a finful part. 
 And ftill indulge ditlruil of thee. 
 
 3. Oh ! le; nie then at length be taiighf. 
 AVhat lam ilill fo fo'.v to learn : 
 That God is lovs and changes no:, 
 Nor knows the {liadow of a turn . 
 
 4 Sweet tr^'th, and eafy to repeat ! , 
 Cut when my faith is {bar ply tryVw 
 I find myfeif a learner yet, 
 UnlTciiful, weak, and apt to Hide. 
 
 ^5 But, O my Lord, one look from thtr 
 > fn^cues the difobedient will ; 
 Dvive^ doubt and difcontent a.vr-', 
 And ihy rebcil'cns v.'orni is li-iii 
 
ir2— ] HYMN CXXXVI. 
 
 6 Ty.cv. art as ready to forgive, 
 As 1 :!vi ready to repine ; 
 lord, therefore, ail the praife receive ; 
 Ee flianie, and k If- abhorrence, ir.ii:e. 
 
 HYMN CXXXVI. L. M. 
 
 Gravi/y and decency. 
 I BEHOLD thefons, the heirs of God, 
 .So dearly bought v.ith Jefu's blood ! 
 Are they not born to heav'nly joys, 
 And fhall tkcy ftoop to earthly toys ? 
 
 a Can laughter feed th' immortal mind ? 
 Were ipirits of celeflial kind 
 Ivlade for a jcft, for fport and play, 
 'lo wear out tini-e and vi'afte the day ? 
 
 ^^ Dcth vain difcourfe, or empty mirth, 
 ■\7dl fuit the honours of their birth ? 
 Shall they be fond cf gay attire, 
 Which cluldr-jn love, ar.u fools admirve ? 
 
 4 Lcrd, with a heavcn-dire<5l€d eye, 
 Well pafs tiiefe glittering trifles by 
 Oh. raife otr hearts and prfllons higher ; 
 Touch our vain fouls wifeh facred fite ; 
 ^ Tr.eu we will look on toys belov.'t 
 With fuch difJair. as angels do ; 
 And wait the call that bids us rife 
 Tc manfions promis'd in tbc feies. 
 
 HYMN CXXXVII. L. M. 
 
 A vcung csnvert falling Into darhnejs. 
 I Vvi-itN converts f:r It bcgi-n to fing, 
 Their happy fouls arc on the wing ; 
 1 heir theine is all redeeming love, 
 Fair, would they be with Uuift above- 
 
HYMN CXXXVII. [-^ii; 
 
 2 With admiration they behold 
 The love of Chrift that can't be told. 
 They view themfelves upon the fhore, 
 And think the battle all is o'er, 
 
 3 They feel themfelves quite free from pair, 
 And think their enemies are llain ; 
 
 They make no doubt but all is well, 
 And Satan is caft down to hcU. 
 
 4 They wonder why old faints don't Cng, 
 And make the heavenly arches ring.. 
 Ring with melodious joyful found, 
 Becaufe a prodigal is found. 
 
 5 But 'tis not long before they feel 
 Their fjpeble fouls begin to reel ; 
 
 They tnink their former iiopes were vain. 
 For they are bound in Satan's chain- 
 
 6 The morning that did fiilne fo bright, 
 Is turned to the fhades of night ; 
 Their hearts that did with mufic ring, 
 Are r.owuntun'd in every firing. 
 
 7 O, foolifli child why dift thou boaft, 
 In the enlargement of thy coaft ? 
 Why did ft thou think to fly away. 
 Before thou leav'fl this feeble clay ? 
 
 8 Come take up arms and face the field, 
 Come gird on harnefs, fword and Ihield ; 
 Stand fall in faith, figlit for your king. 
 And foon the vid'ry you Ihall win. 
 
 9 When Satan comes to tempt your minds, 
 Then meet him with thcfe bleffcd lines : 
 Jefiis our Lord has wovi the field, 
 
 And we're determin'd not to yield. 
 
■!4H KYMN CXXXVIII. 
 
 HYMN CXXXVIII. L. M. 
 
 Lo've to Chr'ijl^ prt'fent or ahfctit. 
 I OF all the joys, which creatures know, 
 Jefus, thy love exceeds the refl ; 
 'Tis the beft bkffing here below^ 
 1 he higheft rapture of the bleft. 
 
 a While we are held in thy embrace. 
 There's not a thought attempts to rove ; 
 Each fmile that's feen upon thy face, 
 P'xes, and charms, and fires our love. 
 
 3 Hearing thy fpeech, immortal joys 
 Ravifli our ears, and liil the heart ; 
 Our fouls all melt by thy dear voice, 
 And pleafure Ihoots through every part. 
 
 A When of thy abfence we complain. 
 And long and weep and humbly pray ; 
 There's a flrange pleafure in the pain, 
 Thofc tears are fweet which mourn thy flay. 
 
 5 When round thy courts by day we rove, 
 Or Cificthe watchmen of the night, 
 
 For fome kind tidings from ::bove, 
 1 hy very name creates delight. 
 
 6 Jefus our God, defcend and come, 
 f:>ur eyes jQiall dwell upon t'ny face ; 
 
 Tis heav'n to fee our Lord at home, 
 And hti the prefence of thy grsse. 
 
 HVMN CXXXIX. S. M. 
 'Toe good that I ivould, I do not. Ro.n. vli' 1 9. 
 
 r I vv'ould, but cannot fmg, 
 
 I would, but caniiot pr^y, 
 For Sitan meets mc when I try, 
 
 And frights my foul away. 
 
HYMN CXL. [—115 
 
 1 I would, bat can't repent, 
 
 Though I endeavor oft ; • 
 This ftony heart can ne'er relent 
 
 Till Jefus makes it fott. 
 
 I would, but cannot love, 
 
 Thouirh woo'd by love divine ; 
 No arguments have pow'r to move 
 
 A foul l"o bafe as mine. 
 
 4 I would, but cannot reft 
 In God's moft holy will ; 
 
 I know what he appoints is beil, 
 Yet murmur at it llill. 
 
 5 Oh, could 1 but believe ! 
 Then all would eafy be ; 
 
 1 would but cAnnot— Lord, relieve! 
 My help mull come from thee. 
 
 6 Wilt thou not crown at length, 
 - The work thou haft beguH ? 
 
 And v/ith a will afford n\e flrength, 
 In all thy ways te run ? 
 
 HYMS CXL. C.-M. 
 
 Th dovbting Chrijlian. 
 I OF fmful Adam's num'rous race, 
 
 1 find my f elf moft vile ; 
 Tome can Goi extend his grace, 
 
 Or ever grant a fmile ? 
 a Can I be call'd z child of God, 
 
 Can I hispromife claim ; 
 While finking in the Loathfome flood. 
 
 Of inbred fin and Ihame ? 
 - Once I could fhout hispraifcs high, 
 ^ And call him Lord and king ; 
 
ii6— ] HYMN CXLl. 
 
 But now how cold and dead I lie, 
 Nor dare I thin'f to hng.- 
 
 4 Once I could join his praying flock, 
 And thought the union fv/ee; ; 
 
 Confclence forbids roe now to mock. 
 By claiming there a feat. 
 
 5 Was. I deceiv'd ? Blefi fpirit tell. 
 Nor leave me to defpair : 
 
 Sometimes a heav'n, fometimes a hell, 
 Within this heart appear. 
 
 6 Sometimes I feel a beam divine, 
 Then God I own and love ; 
 
 It fceras direA from heav'n to fhine, 
 And call me ilrait above. 
 
 7 I (Iretch my wings, and fain would fly 
 But Oh, my ws-Jt of pow'i* ! 
 
 The vifion ends, I fin and figh, 
 And count the awful fcore, 
 
 S Great God, refolve this painful flrife, 
 Grant faith and love may reign ; 
 
 Then I'll devote an endl els life 
 To fing in higheQ. ftraiH. 
 
 HYMN CXLt, C. M. 
 
 ^ Prayer df thefick SouL 
 1 THOU great Ph^fician of the foul, 
 
 To thee 1 bring my cafe ; 
 My raging malady control, 
 ' ^nd heal me by thy grace. 
 
 a Help me to (late my whole complaint, 
 
 .But vv];erefhal' I begin ? 
 Nor words, nor thoughts, can fully paint 
 
 Thut worfl difteaiper,fiu. 
 
H;Y M N CXLII. [—ii? 
 
 3 It lies not in a Cagle part, 
 
 But through my Iranic is fpread ; 
 A burning fever in my heart, 
 A palfy in my head. 
 
 4 It makes me deaf, and dumb, and bhnd, 
 And impotent and lame ; 
 
 It overclouds, and fills my mind, 
 With foily, fear, and fliamc- 
 
 5 A thoufand evil thoughts intrude, 
 Tumultuous in my breafl; 
 
 Which indifpofe me for my food, 
 And rob me of my reft. 
 
 6 Lord, I am fick, regard my cry. 
 And fct ray fpirit free ; 
 
 Say, canfl thou let a iinner die, 
 Who longs to live to thee ! 
 
 HYMN CXLII. C. M. 
 
 thttt I were as hi months pajl. Job XXJX. 7^, 
 
 X SWEET was the time when firfl I felt 
 
 The Saviour's pard'ning blood, 
 Apply'd, tocleanle my foul from guilt,. 
 
 And bring me home co God. 
 
 1 Soon as the morn the light reveai'd, 
 
 His praifes tun'd my tongue ; 
 And when the ev'niiig fnades prevail'd, 
 
 His love was all my fong- 
 
 3 In pray'r my foul drew near the Lord, 
 And faw his glory ihine ; 
 
 And when I read his holy word, 
 
 1 oall'd each proinii'e mine. 
 
 4 But now when ev'ning fbade prevails, 
 My fo-ul in darknefi mouras : 
 
ii8~] HYMN CXLIII. 
 
 And when the morn the light reveale, 
 No light to me returns 
 
 5 My pray'rs sre now a chatt'ring nolfi 
 For Jefus hides his face ; 
 
 I read, the promife meets my eyes, 
 But will not reach my cale. 
 
 6 Rife, Lord, now help me to prevail. 
 And make m.y foul thy care ; 
 
 1 know thy mercy cannot fail, 
 Let me that mercy fhare. 
 
 HYMN cxLiii. Sevens. 
 The Chrifiian in darknefs, 
 
 1 SAVIOUR, fhine ?.nd cheer my foul, 
 B'id my dying hopes revive ; 
 
 M'ike my wounded fpirit whole, 
 Far away the tempter drive : 
 
 Speak the v/ord, and fet me free, 
 
 l^et me live alone to thee. 
 
 a Once 1 thouc^ht my mountain ftreng, 
 Firmly fix'd no more to move ; 
 
 Then thy grace was all my fong. 
 Then my foul was fill'd with love ; 
 
 Thofe were happy golden days. 
 
 Sweetly fpent in pray'r and prair:^. 
 
 3 Little, then, myfelf I knew, 
 Little tliought of Satan's pow'r ; 
 
 Kow I feel my fins anev/, 
 
 iJo-vV I feel tlie ftormy hour ! 
 Sin has \i\\X. my joys to flight, 
 Sin has changed my day to night. 
 
 4 Satan a&s, and mocks my woe, 
 
 " Boaucr, where is now your God ?" 
 
H Y M N CXUV. [—119 
 
 'er.ce. Lord, this cruel foe, 
 
 Let him know I'w bought with blood ; 
 Tell him, fince I know thy name, 
 TJiOugh 1 change, thou art the lame. 
 
 HYMN CXLIV. C. M. 
 
 Tie con/rife heart, 
 
 1 THE Lord will happintfs divine 
 
 O'l contrite hearts beftow : 
 r'lT'i'cll mc, gracious GOD, is mine 
 
 A contrite heart or no ? 
 
 % I hear, but feem to hear In vain, 
 
 Inftufiblc as fteel ; 
 If ought is felt, 'tis only pain 
 
 To find I cannot feel- 
 
 .; I fometimes think myfelf inclin'd 
 
 To Icve thee, if I could ; 
 Eut often leel another mind, 
 
 Averfe to all that's good. 
 
 4 My beft defires are faint ar>d few, 
 I fain would flrive for more ; 
 
 But when I cry, " My llrength renew," 
 Seem weaker than before. 
 
 J 1 fee thy faints with comfort fill'd, 
 
 Wlien in thy houfe of pray'r ; 
 Eut ilill in boFAlag-? I am \\tA, 
 
 And find no comfort there. 
 6 Oh; make this heart rejoice or ache ; 
 
 Decide this doubt for me ; 
 And if it be not broken, break, 
 
 x\i;i ileal itifit be. 
 
i^o~] HYMN CXLV. 
 
 HYMN CXLV. Sevens* 
 
 Self Examination. 
 
 r 'TIS a point I long to f.nd, 
 Oft it caufes anxious thought : 
 Am I to the Lord inclin'd ? 
 Am I his, cr am I not ? 
 
 a If I love, why am I thus ? 
 Why this dull and lifelefs frame ? 
 Hardly, fure, can they be worfe. 
 Who ihave never heard his name ! 
 
 3 Could my heart fo hard remain, , 
 Pray'r a taf< and burden prove ? 
 Evry trifle give me pain, 
 
 If 1 knew a Saviour's love ? 
 
 4 When I turn my eyes within, 
 All is dark, and vain, and wild ; 
 Fill'd with unbehef and fin. 
 Can I deem myfelf a child ? 
 
 5 If I pray, or hear, or read, 
 S'n is mix'd with all I do ; 
 You that love the LORD indeed, 
 Tali me, Is it thus with you ? 
 
 6 Ytt I mourn my ftubborn will, 
 Fird my fin a rrrief and thrall ;• 
 Should I grieve lor what I feel, 
 
 li I did not love at all r 
 
 7 Could I joy his faints to meet,, 
 Choofe the ways I once abhor'd, 
 FJrid, at times, the projuifefwect, 
 \i I did not love tiie Lord ? 
 
 2 Lord, decide the doubtful cafe i 
 Thou who art ihy people's ivH^ ; 
 
H Y M N CXLVT. 
 
 Shine upon thf work of grace, 
 If k be indeed begun. 
 
 9 Let me love th^e more and more, 
 Help me rile to praife and pray ; 
 Guide me to the heav'nly fhorc, 
 There to fee eternal day ! 
 
 HYMN CXLVI. L. M. 
 
 ^'Vanity of the tjoorld. 
 
 I WEALTH is a blcfling only lent, 
 To be repaid by deeds of love ; 
 God gives his bounties to be fpent, 
 To hoard them will his anger move. 
 
 a The world's efleem is but a bribe ; 
 To buy its peace we fell our own, 
 Enllav'd by an applauding tribe, 
 Who hate us while they make us known. 
 
 3 The joy that vain amufements give, 
 To him who thoughtlefs fports and Ung', 
 Is like the honey cf a hive. 
 
 When guarded by a thoufand ftings. 
 
 4 'Tis thus tjae world rewards the fools 
 That live upon her treach'rous fmiles ; 
 She leads them, blindfold, by her rule?. 
 And ruins all whom (he beguiles. 
 
 J 'Tis thus that thoufands haften down 
 From plealure, into endlefs woe ; 
 And with a long defpairing groan, 
 Blafpheme their Maker as they go. 
 
 6 Warn'd by their woes, may we bo wife, 
 Delighting in a Saviour's charms ; 
 Then God will take us to the ikic!', 
 Fnibrac'd ivi evtrLfting aims* 
 
 F 
 
12Z— i HYMN CXLVII. 
 
 HYMN CXLVII. C. M. 
 Tri-Jl of the iviched and tie rigktecus. Jer. xvii. 5, 
 1 SEE how the wcrthlefs bramble (lands, 
 
 Beneath a burning iky ; 
 ■VVitherd and parch'd in barren fands, 
 
 And only grows to die. 
 
 a Such Is the finner's awful cafe, 
 Who makes the world his trufl ; 
 
 And dares his confidence to place 
 in vaiiity and duft. 
 
 3 A fccret curfe deftroys his root. 
 And dries his moiflure up ; 
 
 He lives a while, but bears no fruit. 
 Then dies without a hcpe. 
 
 4 But h;:ppy he whbfe hopes depend 
 Upon the Lord alone ; 
 
 The foul that trufts in fuch a friend 
 Caii ne'er be overthrown- 
 
 KYMN CXLVIII. C. M. 
 
 Penght in God. Pfalm xxxvii. 4> 
 1 GRANT, Lord, I may delight in thee. 
 
 And on thy care depend ; 
 To thee in ev'ry trouble flee, 
 
 My beft, my only friend, 
 a When all created flreamsare dry'd, 
 
 Thy fulnefs is the fame ;^ 
 Mi^y I with this be fatisfy'd, 
 
 And glory in thy name ! 
 3 Why ftiould thei"oul a crop bemoan, 
 
 Who has a fountain near, 
 A fcuntaln which.wxU ever run, 
 
 With waters fwett ard clear r 
 
HYMN CXLiX. [—1^5 
 
 4 No good in creatures can be found, 
 But all is found in thee ; 
 
 I muftbellelTed, and abound, 
 While thou art God to me. 
 
 5 Oh, that I had a ftrcnger faitii, 
 To look within the veil, 
 
 To credit what my Saviour faith, 
 Whofs word can never fail ! 
 
 6 O Lord. I caft my care on thee, 
 I triumpli and adore ; 
 
 Hencefcr:h my great concern fliall be 
 To love und pieafe thee more- 
 
 HYMN CXLiX. L. M. 
 
 The 'wonderful love of Chr'tfl. 
 
 I COAIE, let me love, or is my mind 
 Hardcn'd to ftone, or froze to ice ? 
 I fee the bltffed fair one bend, 
 A::i fioop t' embrace me from the fkies ! 
 
 Oh ! 'tis a thcugl'.t would melt a rock, 
 dn-.ahe a heart of iron move, 
 at thofe fweet lips, that hea v'nly look 
 -ould feek and wilh a mortal love 4 
 ' v> as a traitor doom'd to fire, 
 ■ .ur.d to fuftain eternal pains : 
 ]'-■: tiiw on wirgs of llrong deure, 
 . vfiam'd my guilt and took my chains. 
 
 infinite grace ! almighty charm.s ! 
 .nd in amaze, ye rolling Ikies ! 
 fas the God extends his arms, 
 - ngs on a crofs of love, and die?. 
 
 Did pity ever ftcop fo low, 
 .eft'd ia divinity and blood i 
 
 I 
 
IH-J] HYMN CL. 
 
 Was ever rebel courted fo, 
 
 In groans of an expiring God ? 
 
 6 Again he lives, and fpreads his hands, 
 Hands that were nail'd to torturing fmart ; 
 
 '* By thefe dear wounds," faith he ; and ftands, 
 And prays to dafp me to his heart. 
 
 7 Sure I muO; love ; or are my ears 
 Still deaf, nor will my paflions move ? 
 Lord ! melt this tlubborn heart to tears ; 
 This heart fnall yield to death or iov(?. 
 
 HYMN CL. S. M. 
 
 yl parting Hymn. 
 I BLEST be the tie that binds 
 
 O'ir hearts in Chriflian love ; 
 The fellowihip of kindred min-Is, 
 
 Is like to that above. 
 
 1 Before our father's throne 
 We pour cur ardent pray'rs ; 
 
 Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, 
 Our comforts and our cares. 
 
 3 We fhare our mutual woes ; 
 Our mutual burdens bear ; 
 
 And often for each other flows 
 The fympathJzing tear. 
 
 4 When we afunder part, 
 It gives us inward pain ; 
 
 But we fnall dill be join'd in heart, 
 And hope to meet again. 
 
 5 This gloriou? hope revives 
 Our courage by the way ; 
 
 While each in expedlation lives. 
 And longs to lee the day. 
 
H Y M N CLI- [—125 
 
 6 From forrow, toll, and pain, 
 
 And fin, we fhall be free ; 
 And perfcv5l love and friendfhip reign 
 
 Through ali eternity. 
 
 HYMN CLI. S. M. 
 
 Chnjl'ian Love,' Gai. iii. 28. 
 I LET party names no more 
 
 The Chriilian world o'erfpread ; 
 Gentile and Jew, and bond and free, 
 
 Are one in Chrift thdr head. 
 
 Z Among the fuiiit- on earth, 
 
 Let mumal love be found ; 
 Heirs of the fame inheritance. 
 
 With mutual bleflings crown'd. 
 
 3 Let dlicorj, child of hell ! 
 B^? banifa'd far away : 
 
 Tho^e fhould in flrideft frierdil^p dwell, 
 Who the fame Lord obey. 
 
 4 Thus will the cliurch below 
 Refjmble that aVove, 
 
 V7here ftreams orpleafureever flow, 
 And evry heart Is love. 
 
 HYMN CLII. C. M. 
 
 Love to our enemias from the example of Cbriji, 
 
 Luke xxiii. 34. Matt. v. 44. 
 I ALOUD we fi-ig the wor.d'rous grace, 
 
 Chrill CO his murderers bare ; 
 Which made the tottering crofs its thronej 
 
 And hung its trophies there. 
 
 1 " Father forgive,*' his mercy cry'd, 
 V»'"ith his expiring breath, 
 
lib—] HYMN CLIII, 
 
 And drew eternal blelTings down 
 On thofe who wrought his death, 
 
 3 Jefus, this wond'rous love we fmg, 
 And whilfl: we fing admire ; 
 
 Breathe on our fouls and kindle there, 
 The fame celeftial fire. 
 
 4 Sway'd by thy dear example, Lord, 
 For enemies we'll pray ; 
 
 With love, their hatred we'll reward, 
 With bleffings we'll repay. 
 
 HYMN CLIII. C. M. 
 All attainments vain ivUh out love. I Cor- xiii- I, 3. 
 
 I SHOULD bounteous nature kindly pour 
 
 Her richeft gifts on me, 
 Sail, O my God, I Ihculd be poor, 
 
 If void of love to thee. 
 
 a Not Ihining wit, nor manly fenfe, 
 
 Could make me truly good : 
 Nor zeal itfelf could retompenfs 
 
 The want of love to God- 
 
 3 Did I pOiTefs the gift of tongues, 
 But were deny'd thy grace, 
 
 My loudefl words, my loftieit fongs 
 Would be but founding brafs, 
 
 4 Though thou faouidil give me heav'niy Ikiil, 
 Each myll-ry to explain, 
 
 Had I no heart to do thy will, 
 My knowledge would be vain. 
 
 5 Had I fo ftrong a faith, my God, 
 As mountains to remove, 
 
 No faith could do me real good, 
 That did not work by love« 
 
HYMN CUV. [—127 
 
 6 Oh, grant me then this one requell, 
 
 And I-Il be fati.fy'd, 
 1 hut love divine may rule my breafi:, 
 
 And all my adions guide. 
 
 HYMN CLIV. L. AI . 
 
 Chrijl'ian patience. Luke xxi. 19 
 I PATIENCE ! Oh, what a graca divini 
 Giv'n by the God of love and pov^'r, 
 That leans upon a fathers hand, 
 In evVy dark, afflidling hour. 
 
 a By patience we LTcre'y bear 
 The troubles of our mortal ftate ; 
 And wait contented our difcharge, 
 Nor think our glory comes too late, 
 
 3 Though we in full finfition feel 
 
 'I'he weight, tV.e wounds our God orduir;t, 
 We fmile amid our heavicft woes, 
 And triumph in our fliarpeft pains- 
 
 4 Oh, for this grace to aid us on, 
 id r.rm with fortitude the bread, 
 
 • i life's tumultuous voyage is o'er, 
 v/c reach the fhores of endiefs reft ! 
 
 5 Faith into vlfion (hall refign, 
 Hope {I'-ill in full fmition die ; 
 And patience in poiT^ffion end, 
 
 ' : the bright worlds of blifs on high. 
 
 HYMN CLV. L. M. 
 
 Patience from an ajfurance of divine lovs^ 
 
 I DEAR Lord, though bitter is the cup, 
 
 Thy gracious hand pours out to me, 
 
 I cheerfully will drink it up, 
 
 Tkat cannot hart which comes frOni thee. 
 
t:.S— ] HYMN CLVI. 
 
 2 *Ti- £;l'd with thine unchanging love, 
 Ar.d rot a drop of wrath is there : 
 7'he faints for CTer bltfj'd above, 
 Were cfter mcft afflided here. 
 .; Fj-on-> J.ifus, thy incarnate Son, 
 1 11 learn obedience to thy will ; 
 Arid humbly kifs the chaft'ning rod, 
 When its fcverefl ftrokes I feel. 
 
 HYMN CLA'I. Eights. 
 
 A Prayer for the promtfed rejl in Chrijl. 
 1 DEAR friend of guilty fmners, hear, 
 
 Anu rna^rrify thy grace divine ; 
 I'ardon a worm that would draw near, 
 
 Ar.d nri.'ke his heart to thee refign, 
 A worm, by guilt and fin diftreft, 
 'I hat pants to reach the promis-d reft- 
 
 - With hc;y fear, and rev'rend love, 
 1 long to lie bencatii thy throne ; 
 
 ^>ii thee to live, in thee to move. 
 And flay myfelf on thee alone : 
 
 'i'each me to lean upon thy breaft, 
 
 'J c find in th«e the prcmis d reft. 
 
 3 Cure, Lord, thou wilt thy fcrvantr, Keep, 
 
 . Andblefs them v.'ith thy gracious fniilcs, 
 .*' gentle fhcpherd cf thy fheep, 
 
 'l"o puard them from the tempter's wiles ; 
 I'low calm their flate, how truly bleft, 
 Who iruft in thee for promise reft. 
 
 4 Take rvie, dear Saviour, for thine awn. 
 And make me love thy rigliteous caufe \ 
 
 Be thou my portion, Lord,alcr.e, 
 
 And bend me to obey thy laws : 
 I,et n-e in thy dear arm.s be bleft. 
 And find in Jice the promis'd reft I 
 
• HY M N CLVII. [—119 
 
 HYMN CLVII. C. M. 
 
 Rejoice nvith trembling in hope of heaven, 
 
 I I WAS a grov'ling creature once, 
 
 And bafely deav'd to earth ; 
 I wanted wifdom to renounce 
 
 The clod that gave me birth. 
 
 % But God hath fpoke from hcav'n above, 
 
 And blefl a guilty worm ; 
 Hath giv'n the wings of joy and love 
 
 To ieek aa Angei's form. 
 
 3 With thefe to Pifgah's top I fly, 
 And there delighted ftand ; 
 
 1 hear the promife from on high. 
 And view the glorious land. 
 
 4 Blcft Lord of all the vafl domain, 
 This promife is to me ; 
 
 The length, the breadth, and all the plain, 
 And more than faith can fee. 
 
 5 Though comforting this gracious pledge, 
 To thee for help 1 call, 
 
 Fcr ftill I ftand on Pifgah's edge ; 
 Uphold me left I fall ! 
 
 6 Though much exalted by the Lord, 
 My ftrength is not my own ; 
 
 Oh, let me tremble at his word, 
 Then none fhall caft me down. 
 
 HYMv CLviii. Eights and Sevens. 
 Trujiing in the grace of Chriji, 
 I 'TIS the Lord thus lar hath brought rae, 
 By his watchful tender care ; 
 Sure 'tis he himfelf hath taught me 
 How to feck his face by pray r j 
 F » 
 
, .0-1 HYMN CLIX. 
 
 After fo much mercy paft, 
 Will he give me up at lall ? 
 
 4 True I've been a guilty creature, 
 And have fmn'd againft his grace ; 
 But forgivenefs is his nature, 
 Though hejuftly hides his face : 
 Ere he call'd me, well he knew 
 What a heart like mine would do. 
 
 3 In the Saviour's interceflion, 
 
 Therefore ftill I vi'iil confide ; 
 Lord accept my free confeflion : 
 Though I've fmn'd, yet thou hafl dy'd : 
 This is all I have to plead, 
 This is all the plea I need. 
 
 HYMN CLIX. C. M. 
 A prayer for the, rejloration cf tie di'-jine p reft nte. 
 
 1 BLEST Saviour, by thy pow'rful word. 
 
 Once night was turn'd to day ; 
 And thy falvation joy reftor'd, 
 
 Which I had fm'd aw?.y. 
 
 % =Twas then I wonder'd and ador'd. 
 
 To fee thy grace divine ; 
 I felt thy love, I pr&is'd the Lord, 
 
 Who made fuch bleiTings mine. 
 
 3 Wilt thou not flill vouchfafe to own 
 A wretch fo vile as I ? 
 
 ]May I not flill approach thy tlirone, 
 And Abba father cry ? 
 
 4 Lord, fpeak a gradcus word again, 
 And cheer my droopiig heart, 
 
 No voice but thire can fot the my pain, 
 Of bid my fears depart. 
 
H Y.M N CLX. [—131 
 
 HYMN CLX. L. M. 
 
 Th^ burdened foul praying for relief. 
 1 WITH kind compaflTion hear my cry, 
 
 Jefus, Lord of life on high ! 
 And on thy fervant's drooping head, 
 
 1 he dews of blefling fweetly flied. 
 
 2 Change all my fad complaints to eafe, 
 To cheerful notes of endlefs praife ; 
 
 A fenfe of pard'ning favor give, 
 And raife my mind and bid me live. 
 
 3 My fears of danger while I breathe, 
 My dread of endlefs hell beneath, 
 My fenfe of forrow for my fin, 
 
 To fpringing comfort change within. 
 
 4 Be not to me a judge fevere. 
 For fo thy prefcnce who can bear ? 
 But oh, regard my mournful cry, 
 And look with mercy's gracious eye. 
 
 5 Then grant, O Lord, that I may burn 
 To make my Saviour fome return, 
 
 And be my heart infnir'd to rife, 
 On wings of love to yonder Ikies, 
 
 6 Lead me with joy to bear my crofs, 
 Defpifing ev'ry grief and lofs. 
 
 Since thou, defpifing (hame and pain, 
 Stretch'd on the bloody crofs wafl jQain. 
 
 HYMN CLXI. L. M. 
 
 Prayer of a Penitent. Pfa- vi. Paraphraftd. 
 
 I OH, that the Lord would hear my cry. 
 And flay his anger left I die ! 
 Thy wrath is jufi: — yet, Oh, forgive i 
 Apd let a mourning fmner live- 
 
X34H HYMN CLXII, 
 
 a Shculdft thcu my body crufn to duft., 
 1 ftill mull fay that God is jiifl ; 
 But yet 1 hope thy grace to Ihare, 
 That mercy will the finner fpare. 
 
 5 In aH fiiy frame, wirhout, within, 
 I feel the fad eifc6ls of fin ; 
 JIow long, my God, mud I complain, 
 And deprecate thy wrath in vain ? 
 
 4 Oh, {hould I die depriv'd of thee ? 
 What being elfe can fuccour me ? 
 
 Thy frowns would rend my foul in death, 
 And f:nk it to the depth beneath, 
 
 5 Ye darling fins that plague me fo, 
 The greateft enemies I know, 
 
 Depart — for God hatb heard my pray'r, 
 And will not let me long defpair. 
 
 6 No ; 1 fhall yet his goodnefs blefs ; 
 And when this tranfient life fhall pafs, 
 
 'Ihen full of glory, I fnall prove 
 He can be juft, and finners love. 
 
 HYMN CLXII. Tens. 
 T/je BachJl'iJer' s Return. 
 I O THOU, my God, who from thy throne 
 fupreme, 
 Art mindful of the penitential tear, 
 Kindly difperfing, with thy mercy's beam. 
 
 The gath'ring clouds cf darknefs and defpair ; 
 Lord, lend thine ear ! Oh, hear a finner's cry ! 
 And fave a wretch thy law condemns to die ! 
 
 2, Lcng has thy gofpel founded in mine ears. 
 And once 1 tho't I made thy waysmy chois^J ; 
 
 Bat now, aks ! o'erwhelm'd with gloomy fears, 
 I fcaj-cecse^hearmyhcavnly fliepherd'g voice. 
 
HYMN CLXIM; l-Ij3 
 
 Qh, (hine again ! revive my drooping heart ! 
 Subdue my foes, and bid my fears depart ! 
 
 3 Entangled with the world's dclufive charms. 
 Mine enemies agaliifi. my foul prevail ; 
 
 Prevail to thruft me, wretched, fromthin.' arms. 
 
 While guilt and unbelid" my hope afTail. 
 O Goo, my God, difplay thy guardian care. 
 Nor let me full a vi»5limto dcfpair ! 
 
 4 Does not thy promife bid me reft fecure f 
 And can I trufl thy faithfulnefs in vain ? 
 
 Shall not thy truth fro.n age to age endure ? 
 
 And wilt tho u not thy people's caufe maintain ? 
 Then fhine again, my fainting foul reftcre, 
 And hold me with thy hand to fall no more ! 
 
 HYMN CLxiii. Eights and Sixes. 
 
 Healing from a 'view of the Crofs, 
 I WI TH fiery ferpcnt? greatly nahi'd, 
 When IlVaers mourning tribes co.nphin'd. 
 
 And Cgh'd t') be reliev'd ; 
 A fcrp^nt, ftraight the prophet m::de, 
 Of molten brafs, to view difplay 'd ; 
 
 The patient look'd and liv'd. 
 
 1 But Oh, what healing: to the heart, 
 D'jth Jcfu'sgrea'-fT crofs impart 
 
 To thofe that ftek a cure ? 
 Ifrdel of old, and we no lefs 
 The faiie indulgent grace confjfs, 
 
 While life and breath endure. 
 
 3 To reafon's view, this Grange ?ff.-A 
 Sjlfriglueous fouls will iliil rcjoA, 
 
 And pcrilh in their pride; 
 But th(jfe wii )'re llunof with fin and law 
 D-^ all their rich falvation draw 
 
 From J :fu'> bleeding Gde . 
 
i34-] HYMN CLXIV. 
 
 4 May vre then view the matchlefs crofs, 
 All other objevSls count but lofs; 
 
 No other gain dcfire : 
 Here flili be fix'd our feafted eyes, 
 ■'■"'eeiiiing with tears of glad furprife ; 
 
 And thankfully admire. 
 
 5 Hail, great Emmanuel, balmy name ! 
 Thy p raife the rar.fom'd v/ill proclaina ; 
 
 "rhee we Phyfician ca'l : 
 V/e own no other cure but thine, 
 Thou, the deliverer divine, 
 
 Our health, our life, our all. 
 
 HYMN CLXIV. C. M. 
 
 Chttji':an Ref:gnat-or} •, or, God cur portion. 
 1 MY times of forrovv and of joy, 
 
 Great God, are in thy hand ; 
 My choiceft comforts come from thee, 
 
 i^ndgo at thy commtind. 
 
 a If thou rnould'fl take them al- away. 
 
 Yet v,'ould I not repine ; 
 Belt-re they were pofTefs'd by me, 
 
 1 hey were entirely thine. 
 
 3 Nor would I drop a murm'ring word, 
 Tho' the whole world were gone, 
 But feek enduring happinefs 
 
 In thee, and thee alone. 
 
 4 Wliat is the world with all its flore ? 
 Tisa deceitful cheat ; 
 
 "When 1 attempt to pluck the rofe, 
 A jnercing thorn 1 meet. 
 
 5 Here perfed blifs can ne'er be found. 
 The lioney's mix'd with gall ; 
 
 Midft changing fcenes and dying friends. 
 Be thou my all in all. 
 
H H M N CLXV. [—135 
 
 HYMN CLXV. C. M. 
 
 Suhm'iffion, and hope in divine ^oodnefs, 
 
 I O LORD, my beft defires fulfil, 
 
 And help me to rc-fign 
 Lif«, health, and comfort to thy will, 
 
 And make thy pleafure mine. 
 
 % Why ihould I f-irink at thy conimund 
 
 Whofi love forbids my fears t 
 Or tremble at the gracions hand 
 
 That wipes away vcvj tears ? 
 
 3 No, let me rather freely yield 
 What mofl I prize to thee ; 
 
 Who never hail a good withheld. 
 Or wilt withhold from me, 
 
 4 Thy favor, all my journey thro', 
 Thou art engag'd to grant ; 
 
 What elfe I want, or think I do, ^ 
 'Tis better ftiii to want. 
 
 5 Vv^'ifdoni and mercy guide my way, 
 Shall I refia them both ? 
 
 A poor blind creature of a day, 
 And cruih'd before the moth ! 
 
 6 But ah ! my inward fpirit crie?, 
 Stiit bind me to thy fway ; 
 
 Eife the next cloud that veils my Tjcies, 
 Will drive thefe thoughts away. 
 
 HYr4N. CLXVI. C. M. 
 ChrijVian Sdf-Jemal, Mark vlii. 3 4. Luke,ix- 2^ . 
 
 I AND muil I part with all I have, 
 
 My deareft Lord, for thee ? 
 It is but right, fince thou hafl dons 
 
 Much more than this k-t ni<;. 
 
136—] H Y IM N CLXVli. 
 
 a Yes, Ut it go — cneiook frcm thee 
 
 Will more than make amends, 
 Tor all the loflcs I fuftain 
 
 Of credit, riches, friends. 
 
 3 Ten thcufardwtrld?, ten ihcufard lives, 
 How M-crth!efs (hey appear, 
 
 Ctmpard with rh.ee, fupreirely gcod, 
 Divii;ely bright ar'd fair ! 
 
 4 Savifur of foul?, could Ifrcm thee 
 A firgle fmile fcbtain, 
 
 Iho' dcftitute of all thirgselfe, 
 
 HYMN CLXVII. C. M. 
 
 S'tnarity nrd truth. Phil. iv. 8. 
 1 LET 'hcfe v ho bear the Chriflian name 
 
 Their holy vows lu.'fil : 
 The faints, the fcllcwers of the lamb, 
 
 Are men of honor ft ill, 
 a Ttue to the folen-.n oaths they take, 
 
 Tho' to their hu.'-t they fwear : 
 C^nilant and juft to all they fpeak, 
 
 For God and argcis hear. 
 
 3 Still with their lifs their hearts agree, 
 Nor fiatt'ring words devifs : 
 
 They know the God cf truth can fee 
 Thro' every fa'fe uifguife. 
 
 4 From all deceit they fwiftly fly, 
 What ever (hape it wears, 
 
 1 hey love the truth — and when they d".e, 
 Eternal life is theirs. 
 
 5 Lo I from afar the Lord cefcendsi 
 And brings the judgment down j 
 
H Y iM N CLXVIII. [—137 
 
 He bids his faints, his faithful friends, 
 Rife and pofiefs their crown. 
 
 6 While fatan trembles at the fight. 
 
 And devils wifti to die, 
 Where will the faithlefs hypocrite 
 
 And guilty liar fiy ? 
 
 HYMN CLXVIII. L. M. 
 
 Tekel ; or the fwmr ive'igbed in the balance, and 
 
 found ivant'mg Dan- V. 27- 
 
 1 RAISE, thoughtlefs fmner, raife thi;ie eye ; 
 Behold God's balance lifted high ; 
 
 There faall his juftice be difplay'd, 
 Ar.d there thy hope and Ife be weigh'd. 
 
 2 Sec iu one fcale his perfe(5l law ; 
 Mark with what force its precepts draw : 
 Vv'ouMfl thou the awful tefi; fuftain ? 
 
 Tliy works how light ! thy thoughts how vain ! 
 
 2, Behold the hand of God appears, 
 
 To trace in dreadful chara6ters ; 
 
 ' Sinner, thy foul is wanting found, 
 
 " And wrath fhall fmite thee to the grotsnd" 
 
 4 I>et fudden fear thy nerves unbrace, 
 And horror change thy guilty face ; 
 Thro' all thy thoughts let anguilh roll, 
 Till deep repentance n^iClt thy foul. 
 
 5 One or.ly hope may yet prevail ; 
 Chrift hath a weight to turn the fcale ; 
 Still doth the giofpel publifh peace, 
 And fhow a Saviour's righteoufnefs. 
 
 t Great God, exert tky pow'r to fave ; 
 D-?p on tlie heart thefe truths engrave ; 
 The p ind'roHs load cf guilt remove, 
 iiat trembling i;ps may fing thy love. 
 
138—] HYMN CLXIX. 
 
 HYMN CLXIX. C. M. 
 A /inner lamenting ihe dtlay of divine grace, 
 
 I LONG have I walk'd this dreary road, 
 
 Befet with darknefs round ; 
 Nor feen nor heard a fmiling; God, 
 
 Nor one bright moment found- 
 
 a Others, who once did join my fpeech, 
 
 And mourn'd in painful lay, 
 Now mounting up with rapture, (Iretch 
 
 To fcize a heav'nly day. 
 
 3 Far left behind to feel my woe, 
 With harden'd heart to groan. 
 
 Each pray r, each ilruggle finks me low. 
 Each breath repeats my moan. 
 
 4 The lengthen'd day, the gloomy night, 
 Draw faft the bands of grief ; 
 
 Sometimes defpair o'erclouds my fight, 
 And fays, there's no relief. 
 
 5 Then cop.fcierKre thunders, Sinai fiames, 
 I try again to rife ; 
 
 The trial fails, and confcience blames 
 My pray'rs, my tears, my cries. 
 
 6 If hope perchance a moment gleams, 
 And fays, Chrift's blood was fpilt ; 
 
 My heart of fin beclouds the beams, 
 And feals my death and guilt. 
 
 7 Tis thus perplex'd, forlorn, and loft, 
 I fpend my weary days ; 
 
 No Jefu> comes, my hopes are croft, 
 While others fing and praife. 
 
HYMN CLXX. [—139 
 
 HYMN CLXX. L. M. 
 
 Cod's enfzver to afmnsr complaining of grace delayed' 
 
 I SINNER, behold I've heard thy groan, 
 I know thy heart, thy life I've known ; 
 Tve fecn thy hope from grace proclaim'd, 
 Thy trembling fear when Sinai flam'd. 
 
 a To me, the mighty God, attend, 
 In me behold the fmner's friend ; 
 'Twas I who gave thy confcience voice, 
 Thou hafl oppos'd by finful choice. 
 
 3 Think not to bribe my fovreign grace, 
 Nor move me by a forrowing face ; 
 'Tis thine own heart makes grace delay, 
 And hides a pard'ning, glorious day. 
 
 4 Mov'd by thy fear, and not by love, 
 Thy daily pray'rs are fent above ; 
 Thou haft not wifh'd ray will to meet, 
 Nor lain fubmlffivc at my feet- 
 
 5 The holy terms of gofpel grace, 
 Have hid my glory from thy face ; 
 To hearts and wills like thine oppoi'd 
 The door of peace is ever clos'd. 
 
 6 Should thy proud will at length fubmit, 
 With holy forrow deeply fmit, 
 
 Thy voice would be the firft to fay, 
 I'm glorious in this long delay. 
 
 7 Stay, finner, ceafe my grace to chide, 
 Nor think thy moans fuch fin can hide. 
 Delay no more, repent and live, 
 
 Or meet the death my wrath muft give. 
 
,4o— ] K y M N CLXXL 
 
 HYMN CLXXI. C. M. 
 
 Longing for Heaven. 
 
 1 SURE 'tis in vain to feek for blifs, 
 For blifs can ne'er be found, 
 
 Till we arrive where Jefus is, 
 And tread on heav'nly ground. 
 
 2 There's nothing; round the fpreading ikiea. 
 Or on this earthly clod : 
 
 Nothing, my foul, that's worth thy joys, 
 Or lovely as thy God. 
 
 3 'Tis heav'n on earth to tafte his love, 
 To feel his quic'^'ning grace : 
 
 And alltheheavn I hope above, 
 Is but to fee his face. 
 
 4 Why move my years in fiow delay } 
 And why this fear to die ? 
 
 Death's but a guide that leads my way. 
 To a fuperior fky. 
 
 5 Dear Sov'reign, break thefe vital ftrings. 
 That bind nie to my clay ; 
 
 Help me to rife and ilretch my wings, 
 And mount and foar away. 
 
 HYMN CLXXI I. L. M. 
 
 A Chrl/iian pajfifg through death to glory, 
 
 1 ' f IS Ji.^us calls my foul away, 
 I hear his voice, and I obey ; 
 For furc his wond'rous pow'r to fave, 
 Strangely perfumes the wafling grave. 
 
 a My weaknefs, woarinefs, and pain, 
 My glorious leader can fuftain, 
 To heal the wounds of fin and death, 
 He bids rw lock to him by faith. 
 
HYMN. CLXXIH. [—141 
 
 3 Faith like an anchor, through the vaiJ, 
 Secures a hold that cannot fail ; 
 
 There, through a Saviour's cieanfing blood, 
 Beholds a reconciled God. 
 
 4 This tott'ring frame I tceJ give way, 
 My fight decays, I lofe the day ; 
 
 But fure I feel a pow'r divine, 
 And heav'niy glories round me fhine. 
 
 5 In love triumphing now f fing, 
 
 Death and the grave have loft their fling, . 
 Adieu, corruption, fin, and pain, 
 With Jefus now I live and reign, 
 
 6 Oh, the bright glories of the place, 
 What radiant fmlles from Jefu's face ! 
 Too bright for mortal heart to bear, 
 'Tis heav'n itfelf to fee and hear. 
 
 7 Strangely infpir'd, I find my tongue 
 Can fpeak my feelings in my foag, .^ 
 And all the heav'niy armies join, 
 
 To fing Mefliah all divine. 
 
 HYMN CLXXIH. L. M. In fouF parts. 
 
 Death and Heaven, 
 
 PART I. 
 
 Thefpirit's fareivellto tie body afterlorgjicknefs. 
 
 I HOW am I held a priiner now. 
 Far from ray God ! this mortal chain 
 Binds me to forrow : all below 
 Is ihort-liv'd eafe, or tirefome pain. 
 
 a When fliall that wond'rous hour appear, 
 Which frees me from .his dark abode, 
 To live at large m regions where 
 Nor cloud nor veil Ihall hide my God ? 
 
X44— ] HYMN CLXXIIT. 
 
 3 Farewell this flefli, thefe ears, thefe eyes, 
 Thefe fnares and fetters of the mind, 
 My God ! ror let this frame arife, 
 
 Till ev'ry dufl be well refin'd. 
 
 4 Bleft Jefus ! tzd.kc my nature whole. 
 Mould me a body like thy own, 
 Then fhall it better ferve my fcul, 
 
 In works of praile and worlds unknown. 
 
 PART II. 
 The departing moment^ or ahfittt from the Icdy, 
 
 5 ABSENT from flefh! O blifsful thought r 
 Wkatunhr.own joys this moment brings! 
 Freed from the niifchf :f fin hath wrought, 
 From pains and tears and all their fprings. 
 
 6 Abfent from flefh ! illuflrious day ! 
 Sfurprifing fcene ! triumphant ftroke ! 
 That rends the prifon of my clay, 
 Xnd I-can feel my fetters broke- 
 
 7 Abfent from flelh ! then rife my foul ! 
 Where feet or wings could never climb, 
 Beyond the heav'ns where planets roil, 
 Meaf'ring the cates and joys of time- 
 
 8 I go where God and glory {bine ; 
 His prefence makes eternal day : 
 My all that's mortal I refign, 
 
 For Jefus waits and points the way. 
 
 PART III. 
 
 Entrance into Paradifc^ or prefaii ivith the Lcrd. 
 
 9 AND is this heav'n .'' and am I there } 
 How fliort the road, how fwift the liWht ? 
 I am all life, all eye, all ear ; 
 
 Jefus is here— my foul's delight. 
 
HYMN CLXXin. [—143 
 
 10 Is this the heavenly friend who hung 
 In blood and anguifti on the tree, 
 
 Whom Paul proclaim'd, whom David fung, 
 Who dy'd for thtm, who dy'd for me ? 
 
 1 1 Lo ! he prefents me at the throne 
 Ail fpotlefs ; there the Godhead reigns 
 Sublime and peaceful through the Son : 
 Awake, my voice, in heav'nly flrains. 
 
 12 How fair, thou bleft, eternal word ! 
 Full Godhead fhines through all thy face ! 
 Thy death procur'd this bleft abode, 
 Thy vital beams adorn the place ! 
 
 PART IV. 
 
 The fight of God in Heaven, 
 
 13 Creator God, eternal light, 
 Fountain cf good, tremendous powT, 
 Ocean of wonders, bhfsful fight, 
 Beauty and love unknown before ! 
 
 14 Thy grace, thy nature all unknown. 
 In yon dark region wheuce I came, 
 Where languid glimpfes from thy throne. 
 And feeble whifper* taught thy name, 
 
 15 I'm in a world where all is rew ; 
 Myfelf, my God ; O bleft amaze ! 
 Not my beft hopes or v/ilhes knew 
 To form a fnadow of this grace. 
 
 16 Fix'd on xny God my heart adore, 
 My reftlefs thoughts forbear to rove, 
 Ye mear.er paffions ftir r:o more, 
 Cut ail rny pow'rs be joy sad love 
 
144—] HYMN CLXXIV. 
 
 HYMN CLXXIV. C. M. 
 
 Splriual ni'mdeinefi ; cr inivard religion^ 
 I RELIGION is the chief concern 
 
 Of mortals here below ; 
 May I its great xmportance learn, 
 
 Its fov'reign virtue know ! 
 
 % More needful this, than glitt'rlng wealth, 
 
 Or ought the world bellows ; 
 Nor reputation food, or health, 
 
 Can give us fuch repofe. 
 
 3 Religion fhould our thoughts engage, 
 AmidA o'ur youthful bloom ; 
 
 'Twill fit us for declining age, 
 And for the awful tomb. 
 
 4 O may my heart, by grace renew'd, 
 Be my Redeemer's throne ; 
 
 And be my ilubborn v\ ill fubdh'd. 
 His government to own ! 
 
 5 Let deep reperitance, faith, and love, 
 Be join'd with gcdly fear ; 
 
 And all my converfation prove 
 My heart to be (incere. 
 
 HYMN CLXXV. C. M. 
 Encouragement to trujl and love God. Pfalr.l xxxiv. 
 
 i THRO' all the changing fcenes of life, 
 
 In trouble and in joy, 
 I'he praifes of my God fhall llili 
 
 My heart and tongue employ. 
 'X Of his deliverance I will boaft, 
 
 Till all who are diftreft, 
 From my example comfort take, 
 
 And charm their griefs to reft. 
 
HYMN CLXXVr. [—14 
 
 ? The hofts of God encamp around 
 
 The dwellings of the juft : 
 Protedion he affords to all, 
 
 Who make his name their truft, 
 
 4 Oh, make but trial of his love, 
 Experience'wili decide, 
 
 How blell are they, and only they, 
 Who ia his truil confide. 
 
 5 Fear him, ye Taints, and you will then 
 Have nothing elfe to fear ; 
 
 Come make his fervice your delight ; 
 He'll make your wants his care. 
 
 H YMN CLXXVI. L. M. 
 
 ^ru(i and confidence ; or, looi'tng bsy9^d pr.-fent 
 appearances- Hab. iii. 1 7, l8- 
 
 I AWAY, my unbelieving fear. 
 Fear fhall in me no more take place ; 
 Tho' Jefus coth not yet appear, 
 But hides the brightnefs of his face. 
 
 z Still I will never let him go, 
 Nor bafely to the tempter yield ; 
 -His flrength will lead triumphing thro', 
 I never will give up the field. 
 
 3 Altho' the vine its fruit deny, 
 Altho' the olive yield no oil. 
 
 The with'ring fig-tree droop and die, 
 The field illude the tiller's toil : 
 
 4 The empty ftall no herd afford, 
 And perifh all the bleating race, 
 Yet I will triumph in the Lord, 
 The God of my fal /ation praife. 
 
 G 
 
M^-J H Y M N CLXXVII. 
 
 KYMN Cl.XXVH. L. M. 
 
 Difpair prevented ly trujl in God. 
 \ LORD, who fliall drive my trembling fowl 
 From truft in thee to dark defpair ? 
 V/ho has liuvey'd the facred roll, 
 And found my name not written there ? 
 
 c, Prefumptuous thought ! to fix the bound. 
 To hmit mercy's fovTeign reign : 
 Wnat other happy fouls have found, 
 Ohj may I feek, nor feek in va.n ! 
 
 3 1 own my guilt, my fms confcfs ; 
 Cvin m-^n or devils make them mors ? 
 Ot crimes already nuraherlefs, 
 Vain the attempt to fwell the fcore. 
 
 a Were the black lift before my fight, 
 White I remember thou haft dy'd, 
 'Twill only urge my fpeedier flight, 
 To leck falvation at thy fide- 
 
 5 Low at thy feet I'll caft me down. 
 To thee reveal my guilt and fear; 
 And — if thou Ipurn me from thy throne, 
 i'ii be thefirft who perifn'd there. 
 
 HYMN CLxxviii. Eights and Sixes. 
 
 Fears removed — It ts /, he noi afraid. John vi. JO. 
 I UNCLEAN! unclean! and full of fin, 
 From firft to lafl, alas, I've been ! 
 
 Deceitful is my heart : 
 Guilt prefTes down my burden'd foul, . 
 Eut Jeius can the waves control, 
 
 And bid my fears depart. 
 
 When firfl ! heard his word of grace, 
 Ungratefully I hid my face, 
 L^ii^ratcfally dek/'d ; 
 
HYMN CLXXIX [— M? 
 
 At lengfh his voice more pow'iTul came, 
 ♦' 'Tis V he cry'd " I'm (IHl the fame, 
 '• Thou recd'ft sot be afrci;/!." 
 
 3 My heart was chang'd — in that fame hour, 
 My foul confefs'd his mighty pov^'r, 
 
 I (hed a grateful fear ; 
 Tfcen liften'd ftill to h<>ar ki'? voice, 
 Again he faid, '' I'l me rejoice, 
 
 " 'Tis 1, thou nced'ft notf(rar " 
 
 4 " Unworthy of thy love," I cry'd, 
 " Freely I love," he foon reply'd, 
 
 " On me thy faith be flaid ; 
 " On me for t'/cry thing depend, 
 *' I'm Jefas ftill, the finner's friend, 
 
 " Thou need'il not be afraid'' 
 
 HYMN CLXXIX. L. M. 
 
 Love to y^fi^s, 
 
 I THEE will I iov-e, my Lord, my towV, 
 Thee v,'iil I love, niV joy, my crown ; 
 
 Thee will i iove, with ail mypow'r, 
 Of mind, and llrength, and thee alone. 
 
 % Thee v.'iil I love, and blefs thy throne, 
 Thee will 1 love, rny Lord, my God ; 
 
 Thee will I love, beneath thy frown. 
 Thy ijniles, thy fceptre, or thy rod- 
 
 HYMN CLXXX. L. M. 
 
 Redeemed ftnners pra't/ing eternal love* 
 
 I TO love d- vine, th' eternal fong, 
 Shouted around Jehovah's throse, 
 
 Attend, ye fav'd, ye pardon'd throng, 
 Aiid make the riling notes your ©wa. 
 
148—1 HYMN CLXXXI. 
 
 % 'Tis yours to fmg th- eternal date 
 Of love diviae, and how it moves 
 
 To helplefs man ; with triumph great, > 
 Sing loud, for God the fong approves. 
 
 3 HailBethi'em ! Hail the ruddy morn, 
 Whole rays beheld the infant God ! 
 
 Meffiah, of a virgin born, 
 
 A God ! a man to die in blood. 
 
 4 For us, falvation wide difplays 
 Her amb'ent and refrelhing v/ing ; 
 
 Thy love, dear Saviour, we will praii'e, 
 And ail its pceriefs glories fing. 
 
 5 We'll fing the garden and the tree, 
 Red with the blood that cries fcr peace ; 
 
 Hcav'n echoes back as plca^'d, in tlice 
 To ihew its glories and its grace. 
 
 6 We'll fing a note that high prevails, 
 Above the angels free from fm ; 
 
 Who cannot tafle the love that heals. 
 
 Or fweets of confcience, thus made clean. 
 
 7 Thy love, O Jefus, is the theme. 
 The fcng of faints fhall ever tell ; 
 
 And through eternity proclaim 
 Thy vi(5c'ry over fin and hell. 
 
 HYMN CLXXXI. C. M. 
 
 Longing for nearnefs to God. 
 
 I OH, could I find from day to day, 
 
 A nearnefs to my God ; 
 Then fhould my hours glide fweet away, 
 
 And lean up'on his word. 
 
 1 Lord I defire with thee to live, 
 Anevy from day to day ; 
 
HYMN CLXXXII. [—149 
 
 Jn joys the world can never give, 
 Nor ever take av/ay. 
 
 5 O Jelus, come and rule my heart, 
 
 An J make me wholly thine, 
 That I may never more depart, 
 
 Nor grieve thy love divine. 
 
 4 Thus till my lafi: expiring breath , 
 Thy goodnefs I'll adore ; 
 
 And when my flcili diffolves in death, 
 My foul fhall love thee more. 
 
 5 Through boiindlefs grace I then fiiall fpendi 
 An everluRing day, 
 
 In the embraces of that friend, 
 Who took my guilt away. 
 
 6 His worthy name fhall have the praife, 
 To whom all praife is due ; 
 
 While an.';;els and archangels gaze, 
 On fcenes forever new. 
 
 HYMN CLXXXII. L. M. 
 
 Thef.ruggle betiveen faith and unbelief . Mar. ix. 0.4- 
 
 I JESUS, believing we rejoice. 
 And triumph in thy pard'ning voice, 
 But when cur imbelief prevails, 
 Our hope departs, our comfort fails. 
 
 C Thy promife does our hearts revive, 
 A.nd keep our fainting hopes alive ; 
 Eut guilt and fears, and forrows rife. 
 When unbstlef o'erclouds our eyes- 
 
 3 Oh, let not fm and Satan boaft. 
 
 While we lie mourning in fclae dull ; 
 
 Ncr fee tliat faith to ruin brought, 
 
 Whl;.h thy own gracious pow'r hath wrougl^t, 
 
,5C— ] HYMN CLXXXIII. 
 
 4 Do thou the dying fpai k inflame ; 
 Reveal the glories of thy name ; 
 And put all anxious doubts to flight, 
 As fhadcs difpers'dby op'rirg light. 
 
 HYMN CLXXXIII. C. M. 
 
 Chrijl ihehead of the Church. Eph- iv. 15, 16. 
 
 1 JESUS, we fmg thy matchlsfs grace, 
 'I hat calls bafe worms thy own ; 
 
 Gives them among thy faints a pb.ce, 
 To make thy glories known. 
 
 2 Alli'd to thee our vital head. 
 We atfl, and grow, and thrive ; 
 
 From thee divided, each is dead, 
 When molt he fetms alive. 
 
 3 Thy faints on earth, and thof; above, 
 All join in fweet accord ; 
 
 One body all in mutual love. 
 And thou, their commoa Lord. 
 
 4 Oh, may our faith cack hour receive 
 The fpirit from above, 
 
 Thus death an.d hell ihall ne'er deceive, 
 Nor break the bond of love. 
 
 5 Thou the whole body wilt prefent 
 Before thy Father's face ; 
 
 Kor fliall a wrinkls, or a fpot, 
 Its beauteous form difercce. 
 
 HYMK CLXXXIV. L. M. 
 
 Retirement and medttal'ion. Pfalm iv. 
 I RETURN, my roving heart, return, 
 And chafe thcfe ftjadowy forms no tiiorc ; 
 Seek out fome folitude to mourn, 
 And thy forfakcn God implor-i- 
 
HYMN CLXXXV. [—151 
 
 a WifJomand pleafure dwell at home ; 
 P -tir'd and iilent leek them there : 
 1 his is the way to overcome, 
 i lie way to break the tempter's fnare. 
 
 3 And thou, my Goi, whofe piercing eye- 
 Diflindlf'jrvoys each deep recefs, 
 
 In thefe abtlraded hours draw nigh, 
 And with thy prefence fill the place. 
 
 4 Through the recefTes of my heart 
 My fearch let heav'uly wifdom guide, 
 And fdll its radiant beams impart, 
 'Till ail be fearch'd and puri&ed. 
 
 5 Then, with the vi'.lts of thy love, 
 Vouchfafe my iiimoft f ju4 to cheer ; 
 'Till ev'ry grace (hail join to prove, 
 That God hath fix'd his dweiikior chtra. 
 
 HYMN CLXXXV. C. M. 
 
 Subm'ijp.on under be" eaving prain.ieuCiS. Pf. XiVi.iO 
 I PEACE, 'tis the Lord Jeliovah's hand. 
 
 That blafts our joys in death ; 
 Changes the vifage once fo dear, 
 
 And gathers back our breath- 
 
 a 'Tis He, the potentate iupreme 
 
 Of all the worlds above, 
 Whofe ileady counfels wifely rule, 
 
 Nor from their pitrpofe move. 
 
 3 *Tis He, whofe juftice might demand 
 Gur fouls a facriSce ; 
 
 Yet fcatters, v/iih unweaTied hand, 
 A thoufand rich fupplies- 
 
 4 Ourcov'nant-God and farther he, 
 In Chrii'b our blee'^ing Lord ; 
 
 Wh'^fe grace can heal the burftirg heart. 
 
iji—] HYMN CLXXXVL 
 
 5 Silent we own Jehovah's name ; 
 
 Wc kifs thy fcourging hand ; 
 Ar.d yield our coir.forts, and our life, 
 
 To thy fupreme command. 
 
 HYMN CLXXXVI. C. M. 
 Belfhazzar, or the fmner tremhling. Dan, V. J, 6. 
 
 I POOR finners ! little do they think 
 
 With whom they have to do ! • 
 They fland fecurely on the briijk 
 
 Of everlafting woe. 
 a Chaldea's king profanely bold, 
 
 The Lord of hofts dcfy'd ; 
 But vengeance fcon his boafts control'd, 
 
 And humbled all his pride. 
 
 3 He faw a hand upon the wall, 
 And trembled on his throne, 
 
 "Which wrote his fudden, dreadful fall, 
 In charaders unknown. 
 
 4 See him o'erwhelm'd with deep diflrefs ! 
 His eyes with anguifh roll ; 
 
 His looks and loofen'd joints exprefs 
 The terrors of his loul. 
 
 5 His pomp and mufic, guefts and wine, 
 No more delight afford : 
 
 O finner, e'er this cafe be thine, 
 Begin to feek the Lord. 
 
 6 The law like this hand writing fland!»j, 
 And fpeaks the wrath of God, 
 
 But Jefus anfwers its demands, 
 And car.cels it with blood. 
 
HYMN CLXXXVII. [—153 
 
 HYMN CLXXXVII. L. M. 
 F arable of tbeivhiatandtares. Matt.xiii, 37— 4X, 
 
 1 THOUGH in the earthly church beloW; 
 
 T he wheat and tares together grow ; 
 
 Jefu3 ere long will weed the crop, 
 
 And pluck the tares, in anger up. 
 
 % Will it relieve their horrors there, 
 
 To recollect their ftation-s here ? 
 
 How much they heard, how much they icnew, 
 
 How long among the wheat they grew ! 
 
 3 Oh ! this will aggravate their cafe ! 
 They perifii under means of grace; 
 To them the word of life and faith, 
 Became an inftrument of death. 
 
 4 We feem alike when thus we meet. 
 Strangers might think wc all were wheat t 
 But to the Lord's all-fearching eyes, 
 Each heart appears without difguife- 
 
 5 The tares are fpar'd for various ends, 
 ijome, for the fake of praying friends ; 
 Others, the Lord, againft their will, 
 Employs his counfel to fulfil. 
 
 6 But though they grow fo tall and ftrong, 
 His plan will not require them long ; 
 
 In harveft when he faves his own, 
 The tares (hall into hell be thrown. 
 
 HYMN CLxxxviii. Eights and Sev€ns. 
 
 Blind Bartimeus- Mark X. 47, 48. 
 
 I " MERCY; O thou fon of David !'* 
 
 Thu.stbc blind Bartim'uspray'd ; 
 Others by thy word are faved, 
 Now to me aiford thine aid. 
 
 G 2 
 
154—] HYMN CLXXXIX. 
 
 2 Many for hi? crying ca'td him, 
 But he cali'd the louder ft ill ; 
 Till the gracious Saviour bid him 
 
 '' Ccme, and alk tne what you will." 
 
 3 Money was not what he wanted. 
 Though by begging us'd to live ; 
 But he alk'd, and Jefus granted, 
 Alms, v.'hich none but he could give. 
 
 4 " Lord, remove this grievous blindnef^ 
 I^ct my eyes behold the day." 
 
 Straight he faw, and vv-on by kindnefs, 
 Follow'd Jefus in the way. 
 
 .5 Oh ! methinks I hear him pralfing, 
 Publifhing to all around ; 
 " Friends, is not my cafe amazing f 
 What a Saviour I have found ! 
 
 6 Oh ! that all the blind but knew him, 
 And would be advis'd by me ! 
 Surely, they would haften to him, 
 He would caufe them all to fee. 
 
 J Now I freely leave my garment, 
 Follow Tefus in the way, 
 He will guide me by his coucfcl, 
 bring aie to eternal day." 
 
 HYMN CLXXXIX. L. M. 
 Curhjdies thi temple of the Bcly Chofi. \ Ccr- vi. 
 
 19. I Joha V. ai. 
 
 I AND will th' OiTended God again 
 E.eturn and dwell with finful men ? 
 Will he within this bofom raife., 
 A living temple to his praife I 
 
HYMN CXC. [—15^ 
 
 a The joyful news tranfports my breaft, 
 All hail ! I cry, thou hcav'nly gueft ! 
 Lift up your heads, ye pow'rs within, 
 And kt die king of glory in. 
 
 3 Enter with all thy heav'nly train, 
 Here live, and here forever reign ; 
 Thy fceptrc o'er my paffionsfway, 
 Ltt love command, and I'll obey. 
 
 4 Reafon and confcience fhali fubmit. 
 And pay their homage at thy feet : 
 To thee I'll ccnfecrate my heart. 
 And bid each rival thence depart. 
 
 HYMN CXC. Sevens and Sixes. 
 The pilgrim* s Jong. 
 I RISE, my foul, and ftretch thy wings. 
 
 Thy better portion trace ; 
 Rife from tranfuory things, 
 
 Tov/'rds hcav'n thy native place : 
 Sun, and moon, and ftars decay, 
 
 Time fhail foon this earth remove ; 
 Rife, my foul, and hafle away 
 
 To feats prepar'd above. 
 
 a Rivers to the ocean run, 
 
 Nor i^ay in all their courfc : 
 Fire afcending feeks the fun, 
 
 Both fpeed them to their fource : 
 So a foul that's born of God, 
 
 Pants to view his glorious face ; 
 Upwards tends to his abode, 
 
 To reft In his embrace, 
 
 3 Fly me riches, fly me cares, 
 
 While I that coaft explore ; 
 Flat'ring world, with all thy fnares, 
 
 Solicit me no more. 
 
J56— ] HYMN CXCI. 
 
 Pilgrims fix not here their home, 
 Strangers tarry but a night ; 
 
 When the laft dear morn is come, 
 They'll rife to joyful light. 
 
 4 Ceafe, ye pilgrims, ceafe to mourn, 
 
 Prefs onward to the prize ; 
 Soon the Saviour will return. 
 
 Triumphant in the fkies : 
 There we'll join the heavnly train, 
 
 Welcom'd to partake the blifs. 
 Fly from forrow and from pain, 
 
 To realms of endlefs peace- 
 
 HYMN CXCI. L. M. 
 
 The Chriftian 'warfare. 
 I JESUS my king proclaims the war, 
 ** Awake ! the powers of hell are near ! 
 " Arm with my grace ! " I hear him cry, 
 
 'Tis yours to conquer, or to die.'' 
 
 » 
 
 I Rous'd by the animating found, 
 I cafl my eager eyes around ; 
 Make hafte to gird my armcur on, 
 And bid each trembling fear be gone. 
 
 3 Hops is my helmet, faith my Ihleld, 
 The word of God, the fword I wield ; 
 With facred truth my loins are girt. 
 And holy zeal infpires my heart. 
 
 4 Thus arm'd, I venture on the fight, 
 Refolv'd to put my foes to flight \ 
 While Jefus kindly deigns to fpread 
 His conqu'ring banner o'er my head. 
 
 5 In him I hope, in him I truR ; 
 His bleeding crofs is all my boaft : 
 Thro' troops of foes he'll lead me on 
 To vicl'ry, and the vid:or'g crov/n- 
 
HYMN CXCII, i—15? 
 
 HYNN CXCII. Sevens. 
 Flying to Chrlft linJer Tempk-ition, 
 
 I JESUS, lover of my foul, 
 
 Let me to thy bofoni fly, 
 While the billows near me roll. 
 
 While the tempea ftill t^ high . 
 Hide me, O my Saviour, hiir, 
 
 Till the dorm of life be pall ; 
 Safe into the haven guide, 
 
 Oh, receive my foul at laft ! 
 
 a Other refuge have I none, 
 
 Lo ! I helplels h^ng on thee ; 
 Leave, oh, leave me not alone, 
 
 Left 1 bafely fannk and fiee ; 
 Thou art all my trull and aid, 
 
 All my help from thee I bring ; 
 Cover my defcncelefs head 
 
 With the fhadovv of thy wing ! 
 
 3 Thou, O Chrift, art all I want, 
 Boundlefj love in thee I find : 
 
 Raife the fallen, cheer the fuint, 
 Heal the nek and lead the blind. 
 
 Jufi and holy is thy name, 
 I am all unriorhteoufnefs, 
 
 Vile and full of fm 1 am. 
 
 Thou art full of truth and frace. 
 
 4 Plenteous grace with thee Ij found, 
 Grace to pardon all my fm •, 
 
 Let the healing ilreiims abound, 
 
 Make and keep me pure v.-ithin ; ' 
 
 Thou of life the fountain art, 
 
 Freely let me take cf thee ; 
 Reign, b Lrrd, \Tithin my hcarJj 
 
 Re^gn to all eternity. 
 
158—] HYMN CXCIII. 
 
 HYMN CXCIII. L. M. 
 
 J-Iypocriies, or the blajiedfig~trce. Mark xi. 20, 
 I ONE awful word which Jefus f'poke, 
 Againfl the tree which bare no iVuit, 
 Merc dreadful than the light'ning's ftroke, 
 £litRed and dry'd it to the loot. 
 
 1 How many, who the gofpel hear, 
 Whom Satan blinds, and fin deceives, 
 May with tbis wither'd tree compare ? 
 They yield no fruit, but only leaves. 
 
 3 Kripwicdge, and zeal, and gifts, and talk, 
 Jniefs combin'dwith faith and love, 
 
 And witnefs'd by a gofpel walk, 
 Will not a true profeffion prove. 
 
 4 Without fuch fruit as God expcdls. 
 Knowledge v/ill make our fiate the worfe ; 
 The barren trees \,<t ftill re_je(5l=, 
 
 And loon will blalt ilicm with his curfe. 
 
 5 O Lord, unite our hearts in pray'r, 
 i^n each of us thy fpirit fend ; 
 
 'i'i:at v/e the fruits of grace may bear, 
 And lind -acceptance in the end. 
 
 HYMN CXCIV* L. M. 
 
 ChrUlians endangered by the cares cf the ivorl 
 
 Luke X. 38 — 42. 
 
 r BLESS'D Martha love and joy exprefs'd, 
 To entertain her heav'niy guefl ; 
 While Mary, raviflr'd with her Lord, 
 sit at his feet, and heard his word. 
 
 1 True love divine, in both the fame. 
 Led each to glorify his name ; 
 Each met her Lord with joyful hearty 
 " But Mary chofe the better psrt," 
 
11 Y M N CXCV, [—159 
 
 3 While one prepar'd her earthly bread, 
 '1 he other waited to be hd ; 
 
 One toil'd with care to fprcad a f-jaft, 
 ^i'he other lean'd on Jefu's breaft. 
 
 4 Both met the favor of their Lord, 
 His grace for each prepared a word ; 
 Whiic Mary drank full draughts of love, 
 Grace, careful Martha, did reprove- 
 
 «: Thus Chriilians with the world are vei'd. 
 Oft are encumber'd and perplex'd ; 
 Vain trifles fo cngrofs their thought, 
 The one thing needful is forgot. 
 
 6 Teach us, dear Lord, that part to choofe, 
 Which through thy grace we ne'er fiiall lofe ; 
 Then could we call the world our own, 
 We'd leave it all to fee thy throne. 
 
 HYMN CXCV. C. M. 
 Tije rich tvorldling condemned, Luke xii. 1 6 — 2Z. 
 
 I " MY barns are full, my flores iacteafc; 
 
 And now for many years, 
 Soul, cat and drink, and take tliiuc eafe, 
 
 Secure from wants and fears." 
 : Thus while a worldling boafted oiica, 
 
 As many now prefume ; 
 He heard the Lord hirnfeif pronounce. 
 
 His fudden, awful doom. 
 
 3 " This night, vain fool, tliy foul mull paf* 
 Into a world unknown ; 
 
 And v/ho fliall then the llores pciiers. 
 Which thou hall cali'd thine own !" 
 
 4 Thus blinded mortals fondly fcheine 
 
 For j-iappinsft fellow 5 
 
1 6c— J H V M N CXCVI. - 
 
 Till death deflroys the pleafing dream, 
 And they awake to woe. 
 
 5 Ah ! who can fpeak the vaft difmay 
 That fills the finner's mind, 
 
 When torn, by death's ftrong hand away, 
 He leaves his all behind. 
 
 6 Worldlings, who cleave to earthly things, 
 But are not rich to God, 
 
 Will feel that death is full of flings. 
 And hell a dark abode. 
 
 7 Dear Saviour, make us timely wife, 
 Thy gofjpel to attend ; 
 
 Tl- at we may live above the fkies, 
 When time and life ihall end. 
 
 HYMN CXCVI. S. M. 
 
 Importunate Prayer. Luke XFiii*. 1—7. 
 
 1 jESUS, who knows full well 
 
 The heart of ev'ry faint, 
 Invites us'^all our grief? to teii, 
 
 To pray and never faint- 
 
 a He bows his gracious ear„ 
 
 We never plead in vain ; 
 Then let us wait till h"e appear, 
 
 And pray, and pray again. 
 
 3 Though unbelief fuggeH. 
 Why fhould we longer wait > 
 
 He bids us never give him reft, 
 But knock at mercy's gate- 
 
 4 Jefus the Lord will hear 
 His chofen v/hen they cry ; 
 
 Ye?, though he may a while forbear, 
 He'll help \.\\m\ from on high- 
 
HYMN CXCVII. [-161 
 
 5 His nature, truth and love, 
 I Engage him on thsir fide ; 
 
 When they are griev'd, his bowch move. 
 1 hey will not be deny'd. 
 
 6 Then let us earneft cry, 
 And never laint in prayr, 
 
 He fees, h'^ hears, and from on high, 
 Wijl make our caufe his care. 
 
 HYMN CXCVII. L. M. 
 
 ExhorlJtion to Prayer. 
 
 1 WHAT various hind'ranccs v^-e meet, 
 In coming to a mercy feat ! 
 
 Yet who that knows the worth of pray'r, 
 But wiihesto be often there. 
 
 2 PrayV makes the dark'ned cloud withdraw, 
 Prayr climbs the ladder Jicob faw ; 
 
 Oivfs exercife to fiith and love, 
 riii.;s cv'ry bltlTing from above. 
 
 Rcflraining pray'r we ccafe to fight ; 
 .'ray'r makes the Chrlflian's armour bright ; 
 Vnd Sat on trembles, when he fees 
 I he wcakell faint upon his knees, 
 
 .\ Have ycu no words ? Ah, think again. 
 Words flow apace when you complain, 
 And fill your fellow-creature's car, 
 With the fad tale of all your care. 
 
 Were half the breath thus vainly fpcnt, 
 I'o hcav'n in fuplication fent. 
 Your cheerful fong would oft'ner be, 
 " Hear what the Lord hath done for m:# 
 
i62~] HYMN CXCVIII. 
 
 HYMN CXCVIII S. M. 
 
 JVuiting at the Pool. John v. 2—^ 
 
 I BESIDE the gofpel pool, 
 
 Appointed for the poor ; 
 From year to year my hclplefs foul 
 
 Has waited for a cure. 
 
 a When will the Lord appear, 
 
 My malady to heal ! 
 He knows how long I've languifh'd here^ 
 
 And what diftrefs I feel. 
 
 3 How of::en have I thought 
 Why fiiould I longer lie ? 
 
 Surely the mercy I have fought 
 Is not for fuch as !• 
 
 4 But whither can I go ? 
 There is no other pool. 
 
 Where flreams of fov'reign virtue flow. 
 To make a iinncr whole. 
 
 5 Here then, from day to day, 
 I'll wait, and hope, and cry. 
 
 Will Jefus hear a finner pray. 
 Yet fuiler him to die ? 
 
 6 No ! he is full of grace ; 
 He never will permit 
 
 A foul, that fain would fee his face, 
 To perifh at his feet. 
 
 HYMN CXCIX. C. M. 
 Eternal Life in Chriji. John vl- 67 — 6^ 
 
 I WHEN any turn from ZIon's way, 
 
 (As num])crs often do) 
 MerJiu.ks I hear my Saviour fay, 
 
 " Wm thou forfake me too .'' 
 
HYMN. CC. [—163 
 
 4 Ah, Lord! with fucha heart as mine, 
 
 Unlefs thou hold me fall, 
 My faith will fail, 1 ihall decline, 
 
 ^nd prove like them at laft. 
 
 3 'Tit thou alone haft pow'r and grace. 
 To fave a wretch like me ; 
 
 To whom fliall 1 tiien turn my face, • 
 If I depart from thee- 
 
 4 Beyond a doubt, I reft affur'd 
 Thou art the Christ of God ; 
 
 Who haft eternal life fccur'J, 
 By promife and by blood. 
 
 5 The help of men and angels joln'd, 
 Could never reach my cafe ; 
 
 Nor can I hope relief to find, 
 But in tliy boundlefa grace. 
 
 6 No voice but thine can give me reft, 
 And bid my fears depart ; 
 
 No love but thint can make me blcft, 
 And futisfy my htcrt. 
 
 HYMS c£. Eights and Sixes. 
 
 Pozvcr of Divine Love. Acts ix. 6. 
 1 IF God had bid his thunders roll, 
 .And lightnings flalh, to blail my foul, 
 
 I ftill had ftubuoru been : 
 But tnercy ha^ ray luart fubdu'd, 
 A bleeding Sav: cur I have view d, 
 
 And now I hate my fin. 
 
 a Now, Lord, I wcuid be thine alone, 
 Come, take poTeflion of thine own. 
 
 For thou haft fct me free ; 
 Relcas'd from Satans hard command, 
 Sec all my pow'rs in waiting ft?nd» 
 
 To be cTiploy'd by thcc- 
 
i64— ] HYMN CCI. 
 
 3 My will conform'd to thine would move, 
 On thee my hope, delire, and love, 
 
 In fix'd attention join ; 
 My hands, my eyes, my ears, my tongue, 
 Have Satan's fervants been too long, 
 
 But now they fhall be thine. 
 
 4 And can [ be the very fame, 
 
 Who lately durfl blafpheme thy name, 
 
 And on thy.gofpel tread ? 
 Surely each one who hears my cafe, 
 Will praife thee, and confefs thy grace 
 
 Invincible indeed ! 
 
 HYMN CCI. C. M. 
 
 yhy in the Holy 'Ghojl. 
 
 1 MY foul doth magnify the Lord, 
 Myfpirit doth rejoice 
 
 In God, my Saviour and my God, 
 1 hear his joyful voice- 
 
 2 I need not go abroad for joy, 
 Who have a fcaft at home ; 
 
 My fighs are turned into fongs, 
 The comforter is come. 
 
 3 Down from on high the bleffcd dove, 
 Is come into my breaft ; 
 
 To witnefs God's eternal love ; 
 This is my heav'nly feaft. 
 
 4 This makes me, abba father, cry, 
 With confidence of foul ; 
 
 It makes me cry, my Lord, my God, 
 And that without control. 
 
 5 There is a ftrcam which iiTucs forth 
 From God's eternal throne, 
 
HYMN CCir. [— i6j 
 
 And from the lamb, a living flream, 
 Clear as the chryilal ftone. 
 
 6 The ftream doth water Paradife, 
 It makes the angels fing, 
 
 One cordial drop revives my heart ; 
 Hence all my joys do Ipring. 
 
 7 Suck joys as are uHfpeakabla, 
 And full of glory too ; 
 
 Such hidden mahna, hidden pearls, 
 As worldings do not know. 
 
 8 Eye hath not feen, nor ear hath heard, 
 From fancy "tis conceal'd, 
 
 What thou, Lord, haft laid up for thine, 
 And haft to me reveal'd- 
 
 9 I fee thy face, I hear thy voice, 
 I tafte thy fweeteft love ; 
 
 My foul doth leap ; but oh ! for wings, 
 The wings of Noah"s dove ! 
 
 10 Then Ihould I flee far her.ce away, 
 Leaving this world of fin ; 
 
 Then (hould my Lord put forth his hand, 
 And kindly take me in. * 
 
 11 Then fhould my foul with angels feaft, 
 On joys that always laft : 
 
 Blels'd be my God, the God of joy. 
 Who gives me here a tafte- 
 
 HYMN CCil. C. M. 
 
 Rejoicing in a revival of religion. 
 
 I HARK! hear the found, on earth 'tis found, 
 
 My foul delights to hear 
 Of oyir.g love, that's from above. 
 
 Of pardon bosght moft dtar. 
 
i66~] H Y M N CCIII. 
 
 a God's minifters, a flaming fire. 
 
 Are puffing throiigh the land. 
 Their voice is, " hear, repent and fear, 
 
 " King Jcfusis at hand " 
 
 3 Young converts fing and praifs their kU>g, 
 And blefs God's holy name ; 
 
 Whilfl older faints leave their complaints. 
 And joy to join the theme. 
 
 4 Convjnc'd of fin, men now liegin 
 To call upon the Lord, 
 
 Trembling they pray, and mourn fihe day 
 In which they fcorn'd his word. 
 
 5 God's chariot rolls, and frights the fouls 
 Of thofe who hate the truth ; 
 
 And faints in pray'r, cry, Lord, draw near, 
 Plave mercy on the youth I 
 
 6 Pour down a^ fhow'r cf thy great pow'r, 
 On ev'ry aching heart ; 
 
 On all wh© try, and humbly cry, 
 That they may have a part. 
 
 7 Come, finners, all, hear now God*s call, 
 * And pray with one accord ! 
 
 Saints, raife your fongs — with joyful tongues. 
 To hail th' apprcachmg Lord. 
 
 HYMN CCin. L. M. 
 An aivakensd finner lamenting bis pajl fecvf'ity. 
 2 ALAS, alas, how blind Tve been, 
 How little of myfelf I've fcen ! 
 Sportive I fail'd the fenfual tide, 
 "I'houghtlefs of God whom I dtfy'd- 
 
 ft I heard of heav'n, I heard of heil. 
 Where blifs and woe tternal dwell ; 
 
HYMN CCIV. [—167 
 
 )^lr mock'd the threats of truth divine, 
 d fcom'd the place where angels fhine- 
 
 , My angry heart refus'd the blood 
 Of a defcending, fufF'rinj^ God ; 
 And guiky pafTion boldly broke 
 'iholy law which heav'n had fpoke. 
 
 H Th' alluring world control'd my choice. 
 When coiifcicnce fpake, 1 hulh'd its voice, 
 Securely laujrh'd along the road, 
 Which haplefs millions firfl, had trod. 
 
 5 Now the almighty God comes near, 
 And makes me Ihakc with awful fear ; 
 His terrors all my llrength exhaaft, 
 My fear grows high, my peace is loft. 
 
 6 With keen remorfe I feel my wound, 
 And feem to hear the dreadful found, 
 
 " Depart from me, thou wretch ifndone, 
 ** Go reap thy fin, and feel my frown." 
 
 " Thus ends my mirthful, thoughtlefs life, 
 
 I'd up with folly, guilt, and flrife ; 
 ^".rhaps 1 fink to endlefs pain, 
 Nor hear the voice of joy again. 
 
 HYMN CCIV. C. M. 
 
 Tbt fuccefiful r:Jul'-je. I ivHl go in unto the king. 
 
 £flher iv. 16. 
 ' COME, humble finner, in whofe breaft, 
 
 A thoufand thoughts revolve, 
 Come, with your guilt and fear opprcft, 
 
 And make this lafl refolve. 
 
 i " I II go to jefu5,-though my fin 
 " Hath like a mountain rofc ; 
 I know his courts. VW. eoter in, 
 *' Whatever may oppoic- 
 
i68— J HYMN CCV. 
 
 3 " Proflrate Til lie before his thronCj 
 " /\nd there my guilt confefs, 
 
 <' I'll tell hina I'm a wretch undone, 
 " Without his fov'reign grace. 
 
 4 " I'll to the gracious king approach, 
 " Whofe fceptre pardon gives, 
 
 « Perhaps he may command my touch, 
 " And then the fupph'ant lives. 
 
 5 " Perhaps he will admit my plea, 
 " Perhaps will hear my pray'r ; 
 
 " But if I perifli I will pray, 
 " And perifh only there- 
 
 ^ " I can but perifh if I go. 
 
 *' I am refolv'd to try : 
 " For if I ftay away, I know 
 
 *' I mull forever die." 
 
 HYMN CCV. Eights arid Sixes. 
 
 The reluming penitent. 
 1 WHEN with my mind devoutly prefs'd, 
 Dear Saviour, my revolving bieaft 
 
 Would paft offences trace ; 
 Trembling I make the black review, 
 Yet pleas'd behold, admiring too, 
 
 The povv'r of changing grace. 
 
 a This tongue with blafphemies defil'd, 
 Thefe feet to erring paths beguil'd, 
 
 In heav'nly league agree : 
 Who would believe fuch lips could praife, 
 Or think from dark and winding way?, 
 
 I e'er fliould turn to thee ? 
 3 Thcfe eyes that once abus'd the light, 
 Now lift to thtce their wat'ry fight, 
 
 And wc'p a filer t flood ; 
 
HYMN CCVI. L- 
 
 rhefe hands are rais'din ceafelefs pray'r, 
 Oh, walh away the ftains they wear, 
 In pure redeeming blood. 
 
 4 Thefe ears, that once could enterta'n 
 The midnight oath, the feflive ftraiu. 
 
 Around the fmful board ; 
 Now deaf to all th' enchanting noife, 
 Avoid the throng, detefl the joys, 
 
 And long to hear thy word. 
 
 5 Thus art thou ferv'd in ev'ry part, 
 
 Go on, blefs'd Lord, to cleanfe my heart. 
 
 That droffy thing refine ; 
 That grace may nature's pow'rs control, 
 And anew creature, body, foul, 
 
 Be all and Vvhollv thine ! 
 
 y) 
 
 HYMN CCVI. Elevens. 
 
 And the foul of the people ivas :nuch difcouyj^eJ Le- 
 caufe ofths luay. Numb, ixi- 4. 
 
 I HOW many and great are the foeswhicliir.furc 
 ThK way thro' this worldto the Canaan ox reii ? 
 The traveller ever his Lord would obey, 
 Yet oft is difcourag'd becaufe of the way. 
 1 Though Satan, the world, and corruptions 
 
 combine, 
 And try to prevent the poor Pilgrim's d-c'^i:':r. •, 
 They cannot deftroy, though they often betray. 
 And make him difcour.i;T'd beciiufe of the wuy. 
 3 When good he would do, imperfcwtions 
 
 abound, : 
 
 His graces are weak, and temptations furro'Td; 
 For many turn back, and would lead him a'lrci/^ 
 
:;:~^ H Y M N CCVII. 
 
 Y et why ihould the Chriftian, of Canaan 
 deipair, 
 ?erples'd or a'arm'd with diflionoring fear ? 
 i.et him but his map and his leader obey, 
 Tsor more be difcourag'd becaufe of the way. 
 
 jr In Chrift ineshaufllble treafures are ftcr'd, 
 
 And Jeri'9 will fuirable bl-^fiings aftord ; 
 
 Then why fliould the Pilgrim be fill'd with 
 
 difmay ? 
 Or ".vhy be difcourag'd becaufe of the way ? 
 
 6 Unquerchabie love and omnipotent pow'r, 
 Vv'ill land him ere long on the heav'nly fhore ; 
 There pleafure eternal will amply repay, 
 r cr all the cirecuragements found in the way. 
 
 HYMN CCVII. Eleven?. 
 
 £>;c;cdlr.g great cttd pre ciuus prcm'ifes. 1 Pet. i. 4. 
 
 1 HOW firm afoundation, ye faints of the Lord, 
 is laid fcr your faith in his excellent word ! 
 What mere can he fay than to you he hath faid, 
 Who unto the Saviour for refuge have fled ? 
 
 2, In ev'r^'^condition, in fickncfs, in liealth, 
 In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth ; 
 Ax. home and abroad, on the land, on the fea, 
 
 * As thy days may demand, fnall thy lliength 
 
 ' ever be. 
 
 2 ' ;Fearnct,Iamwiththee,Oh,berotdifmay'd, 
 
 * For I am thy God, and will flill give thee aid ; 
 
 • 111 ilrengthen thee, help thee, and caufe thee 
 
 ' to fcand, 
 » Upheld by my righteous omnipotent hand. 
 
 4 ' When thro' the deep waters I call thee to go, 
 
 * The rivers of forrov/'fhall not overflow ; 
 
 • For I will be with thee thy troubles to blcfs, 
 
 • And fanillfy to thee, thy deepeft diftrefs. 
 
HYMN CCVIII. I— 171 
 
 5 < When thro' fi-^ry trials thy pathway fhall lie, 
 
 • My grace all-fufficient fhali be thy fuppiy ; 
 
 « The flame fhall not hurt t'htc, I only defi^rn 
 
 • Thy drofs to confume, and thy gold to refine, 
 
 6 ' E'ndowntooldagcalimypeoplelhaliprove 
 
 • My fov'reign eternal, unchangeable love; 
 
 ' And then, when grey hairs ihaii their temples 
 ' adorn, 
 
 • Likelnmbsr.heyfliallftillinmybofombeborne. 
 
 7 * The foul that on Jefushathlean'd for repofe, 
 
 • I will not, f will not defert to his foes ; 
 
 • That foultho' all helllhould endeavor to (hake, 
 
 • I'll never — no never — no never forfake.' 
 
 HYMN CCVIII. c. M. 
 T/)e requeji. 
 1 F4THER, whate'er of earthly blifs, 
 
 Thy fov'reign will denies, 
 Accepted at thy throne of grace. 
 Let this petition rife : 
 
 % " Give me a calm, a thankful heart, 
 
 '• From ev'ry n'urmur free : 
 " The blefliRgs of thy grace impart, 
 
 *' And make me live to thee. 
 
 3 " Let the fweet hope that I am thine, 
 
 " My life and death attend ; 
 " Thy prefence through my journey fnine, 
 •' And crown my journeys end." 
 
 HYMN CCIX. C. M. 
 
 Waichfulnefs an J prey er. Matt. XX vi. 4I, 
 I ALAS, what hourly dangers rife ! 
 
 What fnares befet my way • 
 To heav'n, Oh, let me lift my eye?, 
 
 And hourly watch and pray. 
 
J7a— ] HYMN CCX, 
 
 a How oft my mofurnful thoughts complain, 
 
 And melt in flowing tears ! 
 My weak refiftance, ah, how vain ! 
 
 How flrong my foes snd fears ! 
 
 3 O gracious God, in whom I live , 
 My feeble efforts aid, 
 
 Help me to watch, and pray, and ftrive, 
 Though trembling and afraid- 
 
 4 Increafe my faith, increafe my hope, 
 V/hen foes and fears prevail ; 
 
 And bear my fainting fpint up. 
 Or foon my firtngth will fail. 
 
 5 Whene'er temptations fright my heart, 
 Or lure my feet afide, 
 
 My God, thy pow'rfu! aid impart, 
 Nor ceafe to be my guide. 
 
 6 Oh, keep m.e in thy heav'nly Nvay, 
 And bid the tempter flee ; 
 
 And let me never, never flray 
 From happinefs and thee. 
 
 HYMN CCX. L. M. 
 
 Prayer anfwered by croJfes» 
 
 I I ASK'D the Lord that I might grow, 
 In faith, and love, and ev'ry grace ; 
 Might m.ore of his falvaticn know, 
 And feekmore earneftly his face. 
 
 2- 'Twas he who taught me thus to pray, 
 And he, f truft, has anfwer'd pray'r ; 
 bu: it has been in fuch a v^'ay, 
 As almofl drove me to defpair. 
 3 I hop'd that in fome favor'd hour, 
 At once he'd anfwer my requefl ; 
 
H % M N CCXI. [—173 
 
 And by his love's reftraining pow'r, 
 Subdue my fms, and give me rdft. 
 
 4 Inflead of this, he made me feel 
 The hidden evils of my heart, 
 And let the angry powVs of hell, 
 Aflault my foul in evVy part. 
 
 5 Yea more, with his own hand, he feenvd 
 Intent to ag-c^ravate my woe ; 
 
 Crofs'd all the fair defigns I fchem'd, 
 Blafted my grounds, and laid me low. 
 
 6 ' Lord, why is thi?,' I trembling cry'd, 
 
 • Wilt thou purfue thy worm to death ? 
 
 • 'Tis in this way,' the Lord reply'd, 
 
 • I anfwer pray'r for grace and faith. 
 
 7 * Thcfe i:>ward trials I employ, 
 
 • From fell, and pride, to ferthec free ; 
 
 • And break thy fchemes of earthly joy, 
 
 • That thou may'ft feek thy all in me.' 
 
 HYMN CCXI. C. M. ' 
 
 Secret prayer. Matt, vi, 6. 
 
 1 FATHER divine, thy piercing eye 
 Sees thro' the darkeH night ; 
 
 In deep retirement thou art nigh, 
 With heart difcerning fight- 
 
 a There may thy piercing eye furvey 
 
 My foiemn homage paid, 
 With ev'ry morning's dawning ray, 
 
 And ev'ry ev'ning's iliade. 
 
 3 Oh, let thy own celeftial fire 
 
 The incenfe frill inflame ; 
 While mv warm vows to thee afpirCj 
 
 Thro' rny Redeemer's name- 
 
iy4H HYMN CCXII. 
 
 4 So {hall the vifits of thy I«ve 
 
 My roui In iecret blefs ; 
 So Ihalt tliou deign in worlds above, 
 
 Thy luppliant to confefs- 
 
 HYMN CCXir. L. M. 
 
 Family prayer. Gen. xviii. 19. 
 I FATHER of all, thy care weblcfs, 
 Which crowns cur families with peace, 
 From thee they I'pring, and, by thy hand, 
 They were and ftill (hall be fuftain'd- 
 
 a To God, moft worthy tobeprais'd, 
 Be our domeliic altars raised ; 
 Who, Lord of heav'n, fcorns not to dwell 
 With faints, in their obicurell cell. 
 
 3 To thee may each united houfe, 
 Morning and night, prefent its vows ; 
 Our fervants there, and riling race, 
 
 Be taught thy precepts, and thy grace. 
 
 4 Oh, may each future age prockiira 
 The honors of thy glorious name ; 
 \Vhiie pleas'd and thankful, we remove 
 To join the family above- 
 
 HYMN CCXIII. L. M. 
 7be Chrifians noblcjl refdution. Jof- xxiv. I5, 
 
 I O wretched fouls, who ftrive in vain, 
 Slaves to the world, and flaves to fin ! 
 A nobler toil may I fuilain, 
 A nobler fatisfavSiion win. 
 1 May I refolve with all my heart, 
 With all my pow'rs to ferve the Lord, 
 Nor from his j/fccepts e'er depart, 
 Whof<? ier vice is a rich reward* 
 
HYMN CJXIV. • 
 
 ; Oh, behisfervice all my joy, 
 Around let my example fhine, 
 Till others love the blefs'd employ. 
 And join in labors fo divine. 
 
 4 Be this the purpofe of my foui, 
 My folemn, my dettrn;in'd choice, 
 To yield to his fupreme control. 
 And in his kind commands rejoice. 
 
 5 Oh, may I never faint nor tire, 
 Nor wand'ring leave his facred ways ; 
 Great God, accept my ibul's defire, 
 And give me (Irength to live thy praife., 
 
 HYMN ccxiv. Eights. 
 Prayer for ajfurance. 
 r COME, Holy Ghoft, my foul inipire, 
 
 Bear witnefs that I'm born again ; 
 .\)me, and baptize me, Lord, with fire. 
 
 Nor let a doubt or cloud remain ; 
 -:ve me the fenieof fm forgiv'n, 
 .'eet fore-tafte of approaching heav'u. 
 
 , Ob, give th' indi.putable feal, 
 That afcertains ^ii^ kingdom mi-iie : 
 
 True h<iliners I long to feel. 
 The fignature of love divins : 
 
 On, filed it i:i my heart abroad, 
 
 f ulnefsof love, of heav'n. of God ! 
 
 HYMN CCXV. L. M. 
 
 SujfiCiency of divine grace, z Cor. x'.i. 
 
 I OPPRESS'D with unbelief and fi;!, 
 
 I":;^ht;!:g5 without, and-fears v/lthin ; 
 Wi:iie earth and hell, with force co;iK)in'C, 
 Difturb'd and t;rrif/'d my mind : 
 
170—] HYMN CCXVI 
 
 a Thus fprely preft, I fought the Lord, 
 I'o give mc feme fweet cheerir.g word ; 
 Again I fought, ard yet again, 
 I w aited Icrg, tut not in vain. 
 
 :^ Oh ! 'tv. as a cheering word indeed ! 
 
 r.xa6tly fuittd to my i:ted ; 
 
 " SvEicient for thee is my grace, 
 
 'I hy weatnefs my great pow'r difplays." 
 
 4 Now I defpcnd and mourn no more, 
 
 T welcome all 1 fear'd before ; 
 
 "i }iou2rh weak, I'm ftrong ; tho' troubled, bleil ; 
 
 For Chrlft"s own pow'r fhail on me refl. 
 
 HYMN CCXVI- C. M. 
 
 Conteniment. Philip, iv. ii. 
 
 1 FIERCE pafiions difccmpofe the mind, 
 As tcmpefcs vex the fea ; 
 
 Eiit ca!m content and peace we find, 
 When, Lord, we turn to thee- 
 
 2 Jn vain by rcafon and by rule, 
 We try to bend tlie will ; 
 
 For none but in the Saviour's fchcol, 
 Can learn the hcavii!ly fkiil- 
 
 5 Since at his feet my foul has fat. 
 
 His gracious words to hear, 
 C(-!!tented Vvithrny prefent ftate, 
 
 I cafl on him my care. 
 4 'Tis he appoints my daily Jot, 
 
 And will do ail tilings well ; 
 ."oon fiiall I leave this wretched fpot, 
 
 And i-ife with him to dwell. 
 
 Iri life hif grace fball ftrength fupply, 
 Proportion' d to my day ; 
 
HYMN CCXVII. [—17; 
 
 In death I flili ihall find him nigh, 
 To bear my foul away. 
 
 6 Thus I, who once my wretched days, 
 
 In vain repining Ipent ; 
 Taught in my Saviour's I'chool of grace. 
 
 Have learn'd to be content. 
 
 HYMN CCXVII. L. M. 
 
 Contentment and patience fro7n the example of 
 
 Chrijl. Heb. xii. %. 
 
 I BY various maxims, forms, and rules. 
 That pafs for wifdom in the fchools, 
 I rtrove my palTion to rellrain ; 
 But all my efforts prov'd in vain. 
 
 % But fuice the Saviour! have known. 
 My rules are ail reduc'd to one ; 
 I keep my Lord by faith in view, 
 Which flrength fuppiies and motives too» 
 
 3 I fee him lead a fuff'ring life, 
 Patient amidft reproach and flrife ; 
 And from this pattern courage take, 
 To bear and fuffer for his fake. 
 
 4 Upon the crofs I fee him bleed. 
 And by the fight from guilt am freed ; 
 This fi;jht defiroys the life of fm, 
 And quickens heav'niy life within. 
 
 5 To look to Jefus as he rofe, 
 Confirms my faith, difarms my foes; 
 Satan I fliamc and overcome, 
 
 By pointing to my Saviour's tomb, 
 
 6 Exalted on his glorious throne, 
 
 1 fee him make my caufe his own ; 
 Then all my anxious cares fubfide,' 
 For Jefus Uvcs, and will provide. 
 
 H 2 
 
178—] HYMN CCXVIir. 
 
 HYMN CCXVIII. C. M. 
 
 Benefit of aJJIiSHons. Heb. xii. 5 — 11. 
 
 1 EREifi.Kthro'thecIouds,dearLord,andlhine, 
 Let us perceive thee nigh ! 
 
 And to each mourning child of thine, 
 Thefe gracious words apply. 
 
 2 " Let not my children flight the ilroke, 
 I for chaflifement fend ; 
 
 Nor faint beneath my kind rebuke, 
 For I am flill their friend. 
 
 3 " The wicked I perhaps may leave 
 Awhile, and not reprove ; 
 
 But all the children I receive, 
 I fcourge becaufe I love. 
 
 4 " 1 fee your hearts at prefent fill'd, 
 With grief and deep diftrefs ; 
 
 But foon thefe bitter feeds fhall yield 
 The fruits of righteoufnefs-" 
 
 HYMN CCXIX. L. M. 
 
 Perfe^oerance renvarded. Rev. iii. 7 — 13. 
 
 I THUS faith the holy One, and true, 
 To each of his beloved few ; 
 *' Of heav'n and hell I hold the keys. 
 To fliut, or open, as I pleafe, 
 
 % " I know thy works, and I approve, 
 Though fmali thy flrength, fmcere thy love \ 
 Go on, my word and name to own, 
 For none fhall rob thee of thy crown. 
 
 3 '* Before thee fee my mercy's door 
 Stands open wide to fhut no more ; 
 Fear not temptation's fiery day. 
 For I will be thy flrengthand flay- 
 
HYMN CCXX. [—179 
 
 4 '' Thou haft my promife, hold it faft, 
 i'he trying hour will foon be paft ; 
 Rejoice, for lo ! 1 quickly come, 
 
 To tdke tbee to my heav'nly home. 
 
 5 " A pillar there no more to move, 
 Infcrib'd with I'Al my names of love ; 
 A monument of mighty grace, 
 Thou {halt forevtr have a place." 
 
 6 Such is the conqueror's reward, 
 Prepar'd and promis'd by the Lord ! 
 l.ct him that hath the ear of faith, 
 Attend to what the Spirit faith. 
 
 HYMN CCXX. S. M. 
 
 Perfd'vering grace. Jude. ver. 24, 25. 
 1 TO God the only wife, 
 Our Saviour and our King, 
 Let all the faints below the Ikies 
 'I heir humble praifes bring. 
 
 a *Tis his almighty love. 
 His counfel and his care, 
 Preferve us fafe from fin and death, 
 Andev'ry hurtful fnare. 
 
 3 He will prefent his faints, 
 Unhlemifh'd and'complete. 
 
 Before the glory of his face, 
 With j 0)-s divinely great- 
 
 4 Then all the chofen feed 
 Shall meet around the throne ; 
 
 Shall blcfs the condudl of his grace, 
 And mahe his wonders known. 
 
 5 To our Redeemer God, 
 Wifdom aad pow'r belong, 
 
 Imniortal crowns of majefty, 
 And one eternal foncr. 
 
,8o— ] HYMN CCXXI. 
 
 HYMN CCXXl. L. M. 
 
 The old and neiv crealion. 
 
 2 THAT was a wonder-working word, 
 Which could the vafl creation raife ! 
 Angels, attendant on their Lord, 
 Admir'd the plan, and fang his pralfe. 
 
 a From what a dark nnd Ihapelefs niafs, 
 All nature fprang at his command ! 
 " Let there be light, and light there was," 
 And fun, and flars, and fea, and land. 
 
 3 Thus the new forming of the foul, 
 Does all the pow'r of God difplay, 
 
 As when he form'd the mighty whole, 
 And kindled darknefs into day, 
 
 4 Though felf-deftroy'd, O Lord, we are, 
 Yet let us feel what thou canft do ; 
 
 Thy word the ruin can repair, 
 And ail cur hearts create anew. 
 
 HYMN CCXXII. L. M. • 
 
 The happy change. 
 
 I IN fm by blinded paffions led, 
 In fearch of fancy's good v/e range ; 
 The paths of difappointment tread, 
 To nothing fix'd, but love of change. 
 
 % But when the Holy Ghoft imparts 
 A knowledge of the Saviour's love ; 
 Our v/and'ring, v.-eary, reftlefs hearts, 
 Are then renew-d no more to rove. 
 
 % Now a new principle takes place, 
 Which guides and animates the will. 
 This love, another name for grace, 
 Conilrains to fjood- and bars from iii. 
 
HYMN CCXXtIi, [— i8t 
 
 4 By love's pure light we foon perceive 
 Our nobleft blifs and proper end ; 
 And gladly ev'ry idol leave, 
 To love and Tcrve our Lord and friend. 
 
 HYMN CCXXIII. C. M. 
 The Lord's call to his els^- % Cor. vi. I 7, \%, 
 
 I LET us adore the graf e that feeks 
 
 To draw our hearts above ! 
 Attend, 'tis GoJ the Saviour fpgaks. 
 
 And every word is love- 
 
 a So holy, juft and pure his throne, 
 
 Each angrl veils his face, 
 A people ftill he calls his own, 
 
 Amongll our (inful race. 
 
 3 Carelefs, awhile, they live in fin, 
 Enllav'd to Satan's pow'r ; 
 
 But they obey the call divine, 
 In his appointed hour. 
 
 4 " Come fort!., he fays, no morepurfue, 
 The path that leads to <leath ; 
 
 Look up, a bleeding Saviour view, 
 Look, and be fav'd by faith. 
 
 5 " My fons and daughters you ihall be, 
 Through the atonir.g blood ; 
 
 ^Vnd you Ihall eiaim, and find in me, 
 A Father and a God. 
 
 6 Lord, fpeak tneie words to ev'ry heart, 
 By tluneall-pow'rful voice ; 
 
 That we may r.ow from fin depart, 
 
1 8 2—] HYMN CCXXIV. 
 
 7 If now we learn to feek thy face, 
 
 By Chriil the living way ; 
 ArVtii praife thee for this hour of grace. 
 
 Through an eternal day. 
 
 HYMN CCXXIV. C. M. 
 Wa'i'ingat ii>ifdo??i^s gate- Prov. viii. 34,35. 
 1 MY heart has been too long enfnar'd, 
 
 In folly's hurtful ways ; 
 Oh, may I be at length prepar'd, 
 To hear what wifdom fays ! 
 
 1 'Tis Jcfusfrom the mercy-feat, 
 
 Invites me to his refi ; 
 He calls poor finners to his feet, 
 
 To make them truly bleft. 
 
 3 Approach, my foul, to wifdom's gates. 
 Approach, without delay ; 
 
 Kb oiie who watches there and waits, 
 Shall e'er be turn'd away. 
 
 4 He will not let me feek in vsin, 
 For all v.'ho truft his word 
 
 Shall evcrlafting life x)btain, 
 Ar.d favor from the Lord. 
 
 5 Now I wc.uid break my league with death, 
 And live to thee alone ; 
 
 Oh, let thy Spirit-s feal of fai'th, 
 Secure mc for thine ov.-a. 
 
 HYMN CCXXV. L. M. 
 
 The mrjefiy and prfedions of Gc-V). 
 I JEHOVAH reigns, his throne is high, 
 His robes arc light and niiajelly ; 
 His glory fnines with beams fo bright, 
 Kc mortal can fuftain the fight. 
 
H Y IM N CCXXVI. [—183 
 
 1 His terrors keep the world in awe. 
 His juftice guards his Iu)Iy law, 
 His lovt reveals a fmiiirs^ face. 
 His truth and promife leal the grace. 
 
 3 Thro' all his works his wifdom fiiines, 
 And bafiles Satan's deep defigns ; 
 
 His pew'r is fov'reign to fulfil 
 The nobleft counftis of his will. 
 
 4 And will this glorious Lord defcend 
 To be ray Father and my Friend ? 
 Then let my fongs with angels join ; 
 Keav'n is fecur'd if God be mins- 
 
 HYMN CCXXVI. C. M. 
 
 Farib in Chrijl for pardon and fun^i^cathn. 
 
 I HOW fad our ftate by nature isT 
 
 Our fin how deep it ftains ! 
 And Satan holds our captive minds 
 
 Fail in his flavilh chains. 
 
 a But there's a voice of fov'reign grace 
 Sounds from the facred word, 
 
 Ko, ye defpalring iinners, come> 
 And trull upon the Lord. ' 
 
 3 My foul obeys th' almighty call, 
 Ar;d' runs to this relief : 
 
 I would believe thy promife, Lord, 
 Oh, help my unbelief. 
 
 4 To the dear fountain of thy blood, 
 Incarnate Goc% I fly ; 
 
 Here let me walh rny fpotted foul 
 
 From crimes of deepeft dye. 
 *• Stretch out thine arm, vi.florlous King", 
 
 My reigning fius fubdue : 
 
x34— J HYMN CCXXVri. 
 
 Drive the old dragon from his feat. 
 With his apoilate crew. 
 
 6 A guilty, weak and helplefs worm, 
 
 On thy kind arn-.s I fall ; 
 Be thou my ftrength and righteoufuefs, 
 
 My Jeius and my all. 
 
 HYMN CCXXVII. C. M. 
 
 Pralfe to the Redeemer. 
 
 I PLUNG'D in a gulph of dark defpalr. 
 
 We wretched finners lay, 
 Without one cheerful beam cf hope, 
 
 Or fpark of glimm'ring day. 
 
 a With pitying eyes the Prince of grace 
 
 Beheld eur helplefs grief ; 
 He lav/, and (O amazing love !) 
 
 He ran to our relief- 
 
 3 Down from the Ihining feats above, 
 With joyful hafte he fled, 
 
 Enter'd the grave in mortal flefh, 
 And dwelt among the dead- 
 
 4 He fpoil'd the pow'rs of darknefs thus, 
 And brake our iron chains ; 
 
 Jefus has freed our captive fouls, 
 From everiaftirg pains- 
 
 [5 In vain the bafHcd prince of hell 
 
 His curfed proje6ts tries; 
 We, that were doom'd his endlefs flaves, 
 
 Arerais'd above the Ikies, j 
 
 [6 Oh, for this love, let rocks and hills 
 
 Their lafting filence break, 
 And all harmonious human tongues 
 
 Their Saviour's pmifes fpeak-J 
 
HYMN CCXXVIII. [—185 
 
 7 Yes, we will pralfc thee, dcareft Lord» 
 Our fouls are all on flams ; 
 
 Holanna rounU the Ipacious tarth. 
 To thine adored name ! 
 
 8 Angels afliil nur mighty joys. 
 Strike all your harps of gold ; 
 
 Eut when you raifc your highcfl notes, 
 His love can ne'er be told- 
 
 HYMN CCXXVIII. C. M. 
 
 The refurreBion and afctnjion of Chrtjl* 
 
 1 HOSANNAStothe Prince of light, 
 
 That cioth'd himfelf in clay ; 
 Enter'd the iron gates of death. 
 
 And tore the bars away ! 
 
 i Death is no more the king of dread, 
 
 Since our Emmanuel rofe ; 
 He took the tyrant's fting away, 
 
 And fpoil'd our cruel foes. 
 
 3 See, how the Conq'ror mounts aloft, 
 And to his Father flies, 
 
 With fears of honor in hisflcfh, 
 And triumph ia his eyes. 
 
 4 There our exalted Saviour reigns, 
 rtndfcatters bleflings down ; 
 
 Our bleft Redeemer fills a feat 
 On the celeAial throne. 
 
 [5 Raife your devotion, mortal tongues, 
 
 To reach his blcfs'd abode, 
 Sweet be the accents of your fong<) 
 
 To out incarnate God. 
 
186—1 HYMN CCXXIX. 
 
 6 Bright angels ftrike your loudefl firings, 
 
 Yourfweetcfl voices raife ; 
 Letheav'n and all created things 
 
 Sound our Emmanuel's praiie.] 
 
 HYMN CCXXIX. L. M. 
 
 Remembering all the ivay the Lord has led me. 
 
 Deut. viii. %. 
 
 1 THUS far my God has Ud me on, 
 And made his truth and mercy known ; 
 My hopes and fears alternate rife , 
 
 And comforts mingle with my fighs- 
 
 2 Thro' this wide wildernefs 1 roam, 
 Far diftant from m.y blifsful home ; 
 Lord, let thy prefence be my fray, 
 AJid guard me in this dangerous way. 
 
 3 Temptations ev'ry where annoy, 
 And fins and fiiares my peace deftroy ; 
 My earthly joys arc from me torn, 
 And oft an abfent God 1 mourn. 
 
 4 My foul, with various tcnipefts tofs'd, 
 Her hopes o'erturn'd, her projects crofb'd, 
 Sees ev'ry day new ftraits attend. 
 
 And wonders wh.re the fcene will end. 
 
 5 Is this, dear Lord, that thorny road, 
 V/hich leads us to the mount of God ? 
 Are thefe the toils thy people know. 
 While in the wlldernefs below ? 
 
 6 'Tis even fo, thy faithful love 
 Doth ail thy children's graces prove : 
 ' rii thus our pride aud felf mult fall, 
 That Jefus may be all to all. 
 
H Y M W CCXXX. [—187 
 
 HYMN CCXXX. L. M. 
 
 The jvjlice and goodnefs of God. 
 I GREAT God, my Maker, and ray King, 
 Of thee I'll fpcak, of thee I'll fing ; 
 All thou hafl done, and all thou dofl. 
 Declare thee good, proclaim theejuft: 
 
 4 Thy ancient thoughts and firm decrees, 
 Thy threat'nings and thy promifes, 
 The joys of hcav'n, the pains of kell, 
 "What angels tafte, what devils feci : 
 
 3 Thy terrors and thine acSts of grace, 
 Thy threat'ning rod and fmiling face, 
 Thy wounding and thy healing word, 
 A world undone, a world rcftor'd ; 
 
 4 While thefe excite ray fear and joy; 
 While thefe my tuneful lips employ ; 
 Accept, O Lord, the humble fong, 
 The tribute of a trembling tongue. 
 
 HYMN ccxxxi. Eights and Sevens. 
 
 Qhr\jfl the beji of Friends, 
 
 I ONE there is, above all others, 
 
 Well deferves the name of friend : 
 His is love beyond a brother's, 
 CoUly, free, and knows no end : 
 They who once his kindnefs prove. 
 Find it everlafting love ! 
 
 a Which of all our friends to fave us, 
 
 Could or wouM have fhed his blood ? 
 But this Saviour dy'd to have us 
 Reconcil'd in him to God : 
 
 It was boundlefs love to bleed ; 
 Jefusis a frisnd indeed. 
 
188—] HYMN COXXXII. 
 
 3 When he llv'd on earth abafed, 
 Friend of Cnners was his name ; 
 
 Now, abov-3 all glory raifed, 
 He rejoices in the fame : 
 
 Still he calls them brethren, friends, 
 And to all their wants attends, 
 
 4 Oh ! for grace our hearts to foften ! 
 Teach us, Lord, at length to love ; 
 
 We, alas ! forget too often, 
 
 What a friend we have above : 
 
 When to heav'n our fouls are brought, 
 We wiH love thee as we ought. 
 
 HYMN CCXXXII. L. M. 
 
 Invitation to free Jcd'vaticn. Ifai. If. 
 
 I HO ! ev'ry oae that thirfls, draw nigh, 
 (Tis God invites the falkn ra6e) 
 Mercy and free falvation buy ; 
 Buy wine, and m'ilk, and gofpel grace- 
 
 a Come to the living waters, come, 
 Sinners, obey your Maker's voice ; 
 Return, ye weary wand'rers, home, 
 And in redeeming love rejoice. 
 
 3 See, from the rock, a fountain rife ! 
 For you in healing ftreams it rolls ; 
 Money ye need not bring, nor price. 
 Ye lab'ring, burthen'd, thiriling fouls. 
 
 4 Ye nothing in exchange can give ; 
 Leave all you have, and are behind : 
 trankly the gift of God receive ; 
 Pardon and peace in Jefus find* 
 
HYMN. GCXXXIII. [—189 
 
 HYMN CCXXXIII. L. M. 
 
 Man ly naiure^ Grace and Glory, 
 
 X L0RD, what is man ? Extremes how wide 
 In his myfterious nature join ! 
 The flefo, to worms and dull ally'd, 
 The foul, immortal and divine- 
 
 a Divine at firft, a holy flame, 
 Kindled by the Almighty's breath ; 
 Till ftain'd by fin, it foon became, 
 The feat of darkntfs, ftrife, and death. 
 
 3 But Jefus, O amazing: grace! 
 AfluHi'd our nature as his own, 
 Obeyd and fufFer'd in our place, 
 Then took it with him to his throne. 
 
 4 Near to which throne, and high ia fong, 
 Men Ihall their hallelujahs raife ; 
 
 While wond'ring angels join the throng, 
 And fwell the chorus of his praife- 
 
 HYMN CCXXXIV. S. M. 
 
 Praife to the Redeemer, 
 1 PREPARE a thankful fong 
 
 To the Redeemtr's namt ! 
 Let his high praife employ each tongue, 
 
 And ev'ry heart tnflame ! 
 
 a He laid his glory by, 
 
 And bitter pairts er.dur'd : 
 That finners of the }>Iackeft die 
 
 From wrath might be fccur'd- 
 
 3 Stretch'd on the crofs he dy'd, 
 
 Our debt of fin to pay, 
 The blsod and water from his fide 
 
 Wafii guiit and filth away. 
 
190—] HYMN CCXXXV. 
 
 4 Pleading for us he ftands 
 Before the father's throne : 
 
 And anfwers all the Laws demands, 
 With what himfelf hath done. 
 
 5 The Holy Ghoft he fends, 
 Our ftubborn fouls to move ; 
 
 To make his enemies his friends, 
 And conquer them by love. 
 
 6 Affur'd that Chrlft cur King, 
 Will put our foes to flight ; 
 
 We, on the field of battle, Hng-, 
 And triumph, while we fight. 
 
 HYMN CCXXXV. L. M. 
 
 The nenu Convert humbled, 
 
 1 THE new-born child oi gofpel-grace. 
 Like feme fair tree, when fummer's mgh, 
 Beneath Emmanuers fnining face, 
 Lifts up his blooming branch on high, 
 
 a No fear he feels, he fees no foes, 
 No confl.i<fl yet his faith employs, 
 Nor has he learnt to whom he owes. 
 The (Irength and peace his foul enjoys, 
 
 3 But fin foon darts its cruel fling. 
 And comforts fink from day to ^^.y : 
 What feem'd his own, a feif-fcd fpring, 
 Proves but a brook that gUdes away. 
 
 4 When Gideon arm'd his num'rous hoft, 
 The Lord foon made his numbers lefs ; 
 And laid, left Ifrael vainly boaft, 
 
 <' My arm procur'd me this fuccefs.'* 
 
HYMN CCXXXVI. [^191 
 
 5 Thus will he bring our fpirits down, 
 And draw our ebbing comforts low, 
 1 h^t, lav'd by grace, but not our own. 
 We may not claim the praife wc owe- 
 
 HYMN CCXXXVI. C. M. 
 
 True and falfe comforts* 
 
 X O GOD, whofe favorable eye 
 
 The fin-fick foul revives ; 
 Holy an^ heav'nly is the joy, 
 
 Thy fhining prefence gives. 
 
 % This hypocrites have ne'er believ'd, 
 They judge with gracclefs hearts; 
 
 Svvell'd with their pride, they are deceiv'dj 
 By Satan's wily arts. 
 
 3 Unholy, felfifh joys are theirs, 
 And while they boaft their light, 
 
 Ard feem to foar above the ftars, 
 They're plunging into night. 
 
 4 LuU'd in a foft and formal fleep, 
 They fm and yet rejoic?, 
 
 Were they indeed the Saviour's fheep, 
 They fure would hear his voice. 
 
 J Be mine the comforts that reclaim 
 The foul from Satan's pow'r ; 
 
 That make me blufh for what I am. 
 And hate my fm the more- 
 
 6 'Tis joy ensugh, my All in AU, 
 
 At thy dear feet to lie ; 
 Thou wilt not let me lower fall. 
 
 And none can higher fly. 
 
S9*H HYMN CCXXXVII. 
 
 HYMN CCXXXVII. C M. 
 
 True andfalfe zeal. 
 
 1 ZEAL is that pure and heav'nly flame, 
 
 The fire of love fupplies ; 
 While that which often bears the name, 
 
 Is felf in a difguife- 
 
 2- True zeal is merciful and mild, 
 
 Can pity and forbear ; 
 The falfe is headitrong, firce and wild, 
 
 And breathes revenge and war. 
 
 3 While zeal for truth the Chriftian warms, 
 He knows the worth of peace : 
 
 But felf contends for names and forms. 
 Its party to increafe. 
 
 4 Zeal has attaln'd its highefl aim, 
 Its end is fatis£y'd ; 
 
 If fmners love the Saviour's name. 
 Nor feeks it ought befide. 
 
 5 But felf however well employ'd. 
 Has its own ends in view ; 
 
 And fays, as boafting Jehu cry'd, 
 " Coras fee what i can do." 
 
 6 Self may Its poor reward obtain, 
 And be applauded here ; 
 
 But zeal the belt applaufe will gain, 
 When Jefus fliall appear. 
 
 7 Dear Lord, the idol felf dethroce, 
 And from our hcsrts remove : 
 
 And let no zeal by us be fliown, 
 But that which fpringft from love. 
 
HYMN CCXXXVIII. [—i^^ 
 
 HYMM CCXXXVIII. L. M. 
 
 j^ living and a dead faith. 
 
 I THE Lord receives his high«{l praife, 
 From linmblc minds and hearts liiicere ; 
 While all the loud proielTor fays, 
 Offends the righteous Judge's ear, 
 
 a To walk as children of the day. 
 To mark his precepts* holy light, 
 To wage the warfare, watch aud pray, 
 Shew who are pleafing in his fight- 
 
 3 Not words alone it cofl the Lord, 
 Topurchafe pardon for his own : 
 Nor will a foul, hy grace reftor'd, 
 Reft in mere forms and words alone, 
 
 4 Eafy indeed it were to reach 
 A manHon in tlie courts above, 
 Jf watry floods and fluent fpeech 
 Might ferve, inftead of faitli and love. 
 
 t But none fliall gain the blifsful place, 
 Or God's unclouded glory fee ; 
 Who taik of rich and fov'reign grace, 
 Unlefo from fin they are made free. 
 
 HYMN CCXXXIX. S. M. 
 
 Are ih:refeiv that fc ill b::fav;d? Luke xiii, 
 
 X DESTRUCTION'S dangerous road 
 
 What multitudes purfue ! 
 While that which leads the foul to God, 
 Is known or fought by few. 
 
 3 Believers find the way 
 Thro' Chrifl: the living gate ; 
 But thofe who hate this holy way, 
 Complain it is tcoftrait, 
 I 
 
^94"] HYMN CCXL, 
 
 3 If felf mufl be deny'd. 
 And lin wo mo;e carefs'd, 
 
 They rather chocfe theway that's wide, 
 And ilrive to thbk it beil- 
 
 4 Encvompafs'd by a throng. 
 On nu.nberathey depend ; 
 
 They fay fo many can't be wrong, 
 And mifs a happy end, 
 
 5 But ii-ear the Saviour's word; 
 " Strive for the hea^n'ly gate, 
 
 Many v/ill call upon the Lord, 
 And find their cries too late-" 
 
 6 Obey the gofpel call, 
 And enter while yoii may : 
 
 The fiock of Chrift is always fmall. 
 And none are fafe but they. 
 
 7 Lord, open ftnners' eyes, 
 Their awful ftate ;l:o fee ; 
 
 And make them, ere the ftorm arife, 
 To thee for fafcty fles. 
 
 HYMN CCXL. L. M. 
 The po'wtr ef the Go/pel proves its divtnhy, 
 
 1 LET anxious doubts be hear'd no mwe, 
 But Chrift and joy be all our theme ; 
 The Spirit feals his gofpel fure 
 To ev'ry foul that truftd his name. 
 
 S Jefus, thy witnefs fpeaks within, 
 The mercy, which thy words reveal, 
 Pvcfines the heart from fenfe and fin, 
 And {lamps its o.vn celeRial ftal. 
 
 *Tis God's renewing, gracious hand 
 That rr-uulds andfyrr.is tlis heart anew ; 
 
HYMN CCXLI. [—195 
 
 Tranfgreflbrs can no more withfiandj 
 But bow and ov/n his dodlriae true. 
 
 4 The guilty wretch, that trufts thy blood, 
 Finds peace and pardon at the crofs ; 
 
 The foul, that wai averfe to God, 
 Believes and loves his Maker's laws. 
 
 5 Le-t proud oppofers ceafe their ftrife. 
 And own, O Lord, the work is thine ; 
 The voice that calls the dead to life, 
 Muft be almighty and duvhie. 
 
 HYMN CCXLI. C. M. 
 
 T/jf hiddtn life of a Chriflian. 
 
 1 O Happy foul that lives on high, 
 While men lie groviing here! 
 
 His hopes are iix'd above the Iky, 
 And faith forbid s his tear. 
 
 2 His confcien ce kciows no fecret flings, 
 While grace and joy coaibine, 
 
 To form a life whofe holy fprings 
 Are bidden and divine. 
 
 3 He waits in fecret on his God, 
 His God in fecret fees : 
 
 Let earth be all in arms abroad, 
 Hs dv/eiis in heav'nly peace. 
 
 4 Kis p'eafures rife from things unfeen, 
 Beyond this wrorld of time, 
 
 Where neither eyes nor ears have been. 
 Nor thoughts of mortals cHnib. 
 
 5 He want^ no pomp nor royal throne, 
 To raife his figure here, 
 
 Contur.t and pleas'd to live alone, 
 Till Ciiriit his life appear. 
 
196—] HYMN CCXLII. 
 
 6 Ke looks to hsav'n's eternal hills, 
 
 To meet that glorious day : 
 Dear Lord, how flow thy chariot-wheel 
 
 Ho.v long is thy -delay ! 
 
 HYMN CCXLII. S. M. 
 
 Forms ^a'ln 'without religion. 
 I ALMIGHTY maker God ' 
 
 How wond'rous :-s thy name ! 
 Thy glories how diffus'd abroad 
 
 Thro' the creation's frame- 
 
 a Nature in every drefs 
 
 Her humble homage pays, 
 And finds a thoufand ways t' exprefs 
 
 Thine undiflembled praife. 
 
 3 My foul would r-de and fing 
 To lier Creator too, 
 
 Fain would my tongue adore my king. 
 And pay the worHiip due. 
 
 4 Create my foul anew, 
 ELie ail my worfhip's vain ; 
 
 This wretched heart will ne'er be true, 
 Until tis form'd again- 
 
 5 Let joy and v/crluip fuend 
 The ren nant of n.y days, 
 
 And to my God my foul, afcend 
 In fweet perfurr;es of praife. 
 
 HYMN CCXLIII. S. M. 
 
 Hd hchsld the city and iiept over it- Luke xlx. 41. 
 
 I • DID ChriH o'er finners weep ? 
 
 And Ihall our cheeks be dry ? 
 Let floods of penitential grief 
 
 Burll forth from every eye. 
 
HYMN CCXLIV. [—197 
 
 4 The fon of God in tears, 
 
 Angeiswith wonder fee! 
 Be thou aftonifa vl O my foul, 
 
 He ihed thcfe tears for thee- 
 
 3 He wept, that we might weep, 
 Each un demands a tear -. 
 
 In heavn alone no fin is found, 
 And there's no weeping there. 
 
 4 Joy beams in ev'ry eye, 
 And fiils cich holy heart ; 
 
 Ail join to found the triumph high, 
 In praife to bear their part. 
 
 HYMS CCXLIV. L. M. 
 Ezekiel's F^JJcf! 0/ the dry hnes, Ezek. SZXvil. 
 
 1 LOOK down, O Lord, with*pitying eye, 
 
 See Adam's rare in ruin lie ; 
 
 Sin fpreads its trophies o'er the ground, 
 
 And fcatttrs flaugliter'd heaps around- 
 
 Z And c-n thefe mould'ring corpfes live ? 
 And can thefe perifli'd bones revive ? 
 That, mighty God, to thee is known ; 
 That wond'rous work is h.\\ thy own- 
 
 3 Thy minifters are fent in vain, 
 To ;:rophefy upon the flain ; 
 
 In vain they call, in vain they cry, 
 Till thine almighty aid is nigh. 
 
 4 But if thy fpiri- deign to breathe, 
 
 Life fpreads thro' all the realms of death ; 
 Dry bones obey thy pow'rfui voice ; 
 They move, they wukcn, they rejotfc. 
 
15)8—] HYMN CCXLV. 
 
 5 So when thy trumpet's awful found 
 Shall {hake the Heav'ns and rend the ground, 
 Dead iaiiits fhall from their tombs aril'e. 
 And fpring to life beyond the ikies. 
 
 HYMN CCXLV. L. M. 
 
 Thy kingdom come. Matth. vi. IQ. 
 
 I ASCEND thy throne, almighty king, 
 And Ipread thy glories all abroad ; 
 Let thine own arm falvation bring, 
 And be thou known, the gracious God. 
 
 2. Let millions bow before thy feat, 
 Let humble mourners feck thy face, 
 Bring daring rebels to thy feet, 
 Subdu'd by thy vi(ftorious grace. 
 
 3 Oh, let the kingdoms of the world 
 Become the kingdoms of the Lord ; 
 Let faints and angels praife thy name. 
 Be thcu thro' heav'n snd earth adord. 
 
 HYMN CCXLVI. L. M. 
 Acctptance through CLriJl alone. John xiv. 6. 
 
 1 HOW fhall the fons of men appear, 
 Great God, before thine awful bar ? 
 How may the guilty hope to find 
 Acceptance witli the eternal mind ? 
 
 2 Not vows, nor groans, nor broken cries, 
 Not the moll coflly facrifice, 
 
 Not infant blood profufely fpiit, 
 Will expiate a fmner's guilt. 
 
 3 The blood of Jefus Chrifl alone, 
 Ha'thfov 'reign virtue to atone; 
 
HYMN CCXLVII. [—19? 
 
 Here we will reft our only plea, 
 
 When we approach, great God, to thee. 
 
 4 'Tis through his merit we'll arife, 
 And learn to fing above the ikies ; 
 We'll join the triumph round the throne, 
 And praife th' eternal Three in One. 
 
 HYMN oCxLvii. L. M. In thrcc parts- 
 
 The Prodigal Son. 
 
 PART I, 
 
 The Jinner departing from God. 
 
 1 SEE the rafh youth, defil'd with fm. 
 Hear how he claims with liaughty voice. 
 To have his portion, and begin 
 In vice and madnefi to rejoice. 
 
 a His father gave with bounteous handa, 
 Richly were all his want-- fupply'd ; 
 Thanklefs he took ; in foreign lands 
 Wafted in pleafure, ponip and pride. 
 
 3 In laftand wine he i'pent the whole. 
 Forgot his Father and his home ; 
 
 Nor thought nor felt he had a foul 
 Expos'd to meet the wrath to come. 
 
 4 The giddy crowd that round him throng, 
 in every finful folly join ; 
 
 Approve the mirth and chant the fong. 
 That cafts contempt on things diviae. 
 
 5 Thuslur'd by charms of flatt'ring vice, 
 The rebel fees hisfubftance fled ; 
 
 His friends forfake, his wants arife, 
 For ua has flruck his comforts d^ad. 
 
-cc— ] K Y M N CCXLVir. 
 PART II. 
 The /inner under convidlon, 
 
 6 Wiih dying want the {inner cries, 
 Ncr thinks rebellion makes his pain ; 
 To llrangcrs, fprfrom home, applies, 
 Nor fecks his Father's grace to gain. 
 
 7 See the poor wretch with hunger prefl, 
 Sunk low with fwine to have a fhare ; 
 Alas ! how far from peaceful reft, 
 Tortur'd by confcience, guilt and fear. 
 
 8 'Tis thus the God of fovTeign grace 
 Begins to bring a rebel home ; 
 
 The fpirit ftiews his wretched cafe, 
 And points a judgment ftill to come. 
 
 o Now felf-condemn'd to works he flies. 
 And thinks to cleanfe a guilty mind, 
 i'lli! far from penitence, which cries 
 To God for help, and fetls refign'd. 
 
 TO Blinded by lin, to duty loft, 
 
 lie grafps the hulks and hates the bread ; 
 
 Till all his expcdlations crcft, 
 
 His hopes from felf and means are fled- 
 
 PART III. 
 Thefttiner Iroiight to true repentance* 
 J I Now fee the Rebel raife his eyes, 
 From dreaming folly juft awake ; 
 His foul relents with ftrange furprife, 
 And &li his heart begins to break. , 
 
 11 \ ftarve he cries, nor can T bear 
 .1 his dtath I feel in linful lands, 
 While ftrvants of my Father fljare 
 "ihe literal hour ty cfUis hands. 
 
HYMN CCXLVIII. [—201 
 
 1 3 With deep repentance on my tongue, 
 I'll go and feek my Father's face, 
 Unworthy to be call'd a fon, 
 
 I'll only alk a fervant's place. 
 
 14 I'll tell him how I've griev'd his love, 
 And bafely fled his holy ftght, 
 
 How I've provok'd all heav'n above, 
 Nor thought or done a thing that's right. 
 
 15 Far off his Father faw him come. 
 And o'er him all his bowels yearn'd ; 
 He rofe to blefs and greet his fon. 
 And crown with grace his lafe return. 
 
 16 The Rebel's heart with forrowfiU'd, 
 Bled for the crimes, which he had done : 
 Through all the Courts the triumph fmil'd, 
 And fang the Father's grace alone. 
 
 HYMN CCXLVIII. C M. 
 
 VatiUy of the world. Pfalm iv. 6, 
 
 I IN vain the gi<^dy world inquires, 
 
 Forgetful of their God, 
 " Who will fiipply our vail defires, 
 
 " Or ihew us any good ?" 
 
 1 Thro' the wide circuit of t'ne earth. 
 
 Their eager wifhes rove, ■ , 
 In chace of honor, wealth, and mirth, 
 
 The phantoms of their love. 
 
 3 But eft thefe Ihadowy joys elude 
 Their moft intenfe purfuit ; 
 
 Or if they feize the fancied good. 
 There's poifon in the fruit. 
 
 4 Lor^!, from this world call off Hiy love, 
 Set my affe(5lions right ; 
 
 I 2 
 
202—] HYMN CCXLIX. 
 
 Bid me afpire to joys above, 
 And walk no more by fight. 
 
 5 Oh, let the glories of thy face, 
 
 Upon my bofom fhine : 
 AiTurd of thy forgiving grace, 
 
 My joys will be divine. 
 
 HYMN CCXLIX. C. M. 
 
 77 ^ iihih ivorld no ccmpenfaticn for the I fi of one 
 
 foul. Mark viii- 36. 
 
 t LOR.D,fhaIl we part with gold for drofs, 
 
 With folid good for fhow ? 
 Outlive cur blifs and mourn our lofs, 
 
 In everlafting woe ? 
 
 2 Let us not lofe the living God, 
 For one fhort dream of joy : 
 
 With fond embrace cling to a clod, 
 And fling all heavn awa.y. 
 
 3 Vain v/orld, thy weak attempts forbear. 
 We all thy charms defy ; 
 
 And rate our precious fouls too dear, 
 For ail thy wealth to buy. 
 
 HYMN CCL. L.M . 
 
 The fareivelL 
 I DEAD be my heart to all below, 
 To mortal ioys and mortal cares ; 
 To fcnfual blifs that charms us fo, 
 Be dark mine eyes, and deaf my ears. 
 
 a Lord, I renounce my carnal taftc 
 Of the fair fruit tliat Cnncrs prize ; 
 Their paradife fnall never v/afte 
 Oiie thought of mine, but to defpife. 
 
H Y M N CCLl. I —203 
 
 Ti, All earthly joys are over weigh 'd 
 \^'ith mountains of vexatious care : 
 And where's the fweet that is r.ot laid, 
 A bait to fome deftru<5tive fnare ? 
 4 Come, heav'n, and fill my vaft defircs, 
 My foul purfues the fovYei^^n good ; 
 Siie was ad made of heav'niy nrfs, 
 Nor can fhe live on meaner food- 
 
 HYMN ecu. C. M. 
 ^Ijs future increafe of the Church promifcd. P 
 
 I FATHER, is not thy promlfe pledg'd 
 
 Tc thine exalted Son', 
 That through the nations of the earth 
 Thy word of life fhail run ? 
 
 :; '-'• Afk, and I'll give the heathen knds, 
 
 " For thine inheritance, 
 '•' And to the v/orld's remoteftends 
 
 " Thine empire (liall advance." 
 
 3 Had thou not fald, the blinded Jev/s 
 Shall their Redeemer own ; 
 
 While Gentiles to his fcandard crowd. 
 And bow before his throne ? 
 
 4 Are not all kingdoms, tribes, and tongu. 
 Under th' expanfe of heav'n, 
 
 To the dominion of thy Son, 
 Without exemption giv'n ? 
 
 5 From eaft to weft, from north to fouth. 
 Then be his name adof'd ! 
 
 Let earth, with all its millions; fliout 
 Hofannas to the Lord ! 
 
 i. 1: 
 
ao4— ] HYMN CCLir. 
 
 HYMN CCLII. L. M. 
 
 Prayer for the Millenium. 
 I HOW many years has man been driv'n 
 Far of? from happinefs and heav'n ? 
 When wilt thou, gracious Lord, reftore 
 Thy wand'ring church, to roam no more ? 
 
 a Six thoiifand years are nearly pad, 
 Shice Adam from thy fight was caft : 
 And ever fince his fallen race, 
 From age to age are void of grace. 
 
 3 When will the happy trump proclaim 
 The judgment of the martyr'd lamb ? 
 When fhall the captive troops be free, 
 Aiid keep th' eternal jubilee ! 
 
 4 Haften it, Lord, in every land, 
 Kcnd thou thine angels and command ; 
 " Go found deliv'rance, loudly blow 
 
 " Salvation to the faints below ? 
 
 5 We long to have the day appear ! 
 The promis'd great fabbatic year, 
 When, far from grief, and fm and hell, 
 Ifraei in ceafelefs peace Ihail dwell. 
 
 6 'Till then, v.-e will not let thee reft, 
 I'hou ftill (halt hear our ftrong requeft ; 
 And this our daily pray Y fhall be, 
 Lord, found the trump of jubilee. 
 
 KYMN CCLIII, Eights. 
 
 Chrijl tans praying for 'Jeivs* 
 I FATHER of faithful Abra'm, hesir 
 
 Our earnefl fult for Abra'm's feed ; 
 Juftly they claim the foftefl prayer 
 
 Fronius, adopted in their {Lead : 
 "Who mercy through therr fatt obtain, 
 And Chhfl by their reje6iion gain. 
 
H Y M .. *V. [— 2CJ 
 
 iiitcafts from thee, and fcattcr'd wide, 
 llirough cv'ry nation undv.T Heavn, 
 Blafphcmin;^ whom they crucify'd, 
 
 Unfav'd, unpicy'u, uiiforgiv'n : 
 Branded like Cain, they bear their load, 
 Abhor'd oi"m::n, and curs'd of God. 
 
 3 But haft thou finally forfook, 
 Forever call thine o\Vi) away ? 
 
 Wilt thou not bid the murd'rors look 
 
 On him they picrcd, and weep and pray ? 
 Yes, graciou<^ Lord, thy word is paft ; 
 " AU Ifrael Aiallbc fav'd at !aft." 
 
 4 Come th;n, thou great DclivVer, come : 
 The veil from Jacob's heart remove, 
 
 Receive thine ancient people home. 
 
 That quicken'd by thy dying love, 
 The world may their reception vit \v, 
 And Ihout to God, the glory due. 
 
 HYMN CCLIV. L, M. 
 A prayer for the oppofirs of expert mint al rd'igion, 
 
 1 BLEST Lord, behold the guilty fcorn 
 Of thofe who hate and mock our praifc, 
 Pity their ftate, and make them turn, 
 No more (o walk in fii:ful v.T.ys. 
 
 2 Anxious we {ct their wretched ftate, 
 Who never think of heav'n or heil ; 
 They laugh and Iport and court the gate, 
 Which opes where cndiefs terrors dwell- 
 
 3 If prayr and faith did e'er prevail, 
 Now help us, Lord, to raife our hanHs ; 
 Prepare our hearts thy grace to hail, 
 Then break theL- foal-dcfiroying band;. 
 
2c6— 1 H Y M E CCLV. 
 
 4 Lead t'nem to view a fmful heart, 
 A foul all enmity to thee, 
 I)eftroy"d, defil'd in every part. 
 Too proud to bow, tec blinr' to fee. 
 
 5 Lead them to view a holy lav/. 
 Which jufc'y docriis to endiefs dtath, 
 To fe'^l tliat guilt which Jefus faw, 
 And pray'd, forgivC; with dying breath. 
 
 6 Open their eyes, ur.fiop their cars, 
 To hear condemning juflice found ; 
 
 Lord, change their hearty and then their tears 
 Will witnefs grief to all around- 
 
 ^ Orce we were blind, Hke them we flrove, 
 TiiJ icv'reign mercy chang'd orr ways; 
 Lrrd, bow t]:eir wills, and mal.e thrni love, 
 Then tiiey v.ill join our fongs of praife. 
 
 KVMN CCLV. L. M. 
 
 yl Prayer for fnccejs io M'ljfions. 
 
 I GREAT God of g'cry, fnow thy face, 
 Ar.i c'ov.n our efforts with thy grace ; 
 In h sthen knds tliy f ofpel blels 
 And here fecure Its large incrcafe. 
 
 5. Let Jev/s and Gentiles, bond and free, 
 Embrace faivation, Lord, by thee ; 
 V.Tiile thcfe who now in darknefs> dwell, 
 Deliv'rance fmg from guilt and hell. 
 
 .•3 Millions there are en heathen ground. 
 
 Who never heard the goff el's found ; 
 
 Oh, fend It forth, and let it run, 
 
 t v>-ift and reviving as the fun. 
 
 4 Oh, lock or. thofe, who Hand to tell 
 
 Sinners the way that leads from hell : 
 
H Y M N CCLVI. [— SC7 
 
 Guide thou their lips, their hearts unite ; 
 Teach tiiern to ad as in thy fight. 
 
 5 To thofe who give do thou impart 
 A gen'rous, wife, and tender heart ; 
 Lord, crown their zeal, reward their care, 
 That in thy grace they all may ihare. 
 
 6 Let many {band around thy throne, 
 From diif 'rent climes, let many own, 
 The banner of the crofs unfurl'd 
 
 Has fav'd fi"om hell a ruin'd world- 
 
 HYMN CCLVI. Eights and Sevens. 
 Declcnjion lamented. 
 
 I ONCE, O Lord, thy garden flouriih'd, 
 Ev'ry part look'd gay and green : 
 
 Then thy word our i'pirits uourifh'd, 
 Happy feafuiis v/e have feen I 
 
 a But a drought has fmce fuccceded, 
 
 And a fad decline we fee ; 
 Lord, tliy help is greatly needed. 
 
 Help can oniy come from thee- 
 
 3 Where are thofc v/e counted leader*, 
 Fill'd with zeal, and love and truth I 
 
 Old profeifors, tall as cedars, 
 Bright examples to our youth! 
 
 4 Some, in whom we once delighted, 
 We fhall m.eet no more below, 
 
 Some, alas ! we fear are blighted, 
 Scarce a fmgle leaf they fhow. 
 
 -5 Younger plants— the ri->;ht how pleafant! 
 
 Covcr'd thick with bloffoms ftcod; 
 But they cauie us grief at prellnt, 
 
 P-rofb have nipp'd them in their bud I 
 
2o8— ] HYMN CCLVIK 
 
 6 Deareft Saviour, haftcn hither, 
 Thou cr.nil make them bloom again 
 
 Oil, permit them not to wither. 
 Let not ail our hopes be vain ! 
 
 HYMN CCLVII. L. M. 
 
 Hoping for a Revival. 
 1 WHILE I to grief my I'oul gave way, 
 To' fee the w^ork ef God decline, 
 Methought I heard the Saviour fay, 
 " Difmifs thy ftwrs, the ark is mine- 
 
 a *' Though for a time I hid my face, 
 Rely upon my love and pow'r : 
 Still wrcftleat the throne cf grace. 
 And wait for a reviving hour. 
 
 3 " Take down thy long neglc<5led harp, 
 I've fcen thy tears, and heard thy pray'r ; 
 The winter leaibn has been iharp, 
 
 Bu^ fpring fnall all its waflcs repair-'' 
 
 4 Lord, I obey, my hopes revive, 
 Come join with me. ye laints', and fing ; 
 Our foes in vain againil us ilrivc. 
 
 For God will help and triumph bring. 
 
 HYMN CCLVIII. C. M. 
 
 J Hymn for ChnfAan Conference, 
 I O LORD, our larguid fouls infpire, 
 
 For here we truft thou art ! 
 Send dowH a coal of heav'niy fire. 
 
 To warm eacli \. aiting heart. 
 % Shewusfome token of thy iovi, 
 
 Our fainting hope to raife ; 
 And pour thy blefiing from above, 
 
 That we may render praife- 
 
HYMN CCLTX. [—^09 
 
 3 Within thefe walls let holy praife, 
 And love and concord dwell ; 
 
 Here give the troubled conscience eafs, 
 The wounded fpirit heal. 
 
 4 The feeling heart, the melting eye. 
 The humble mind bellow ; 
 
 And lliine upon us from on high, 
 To make our graces grow ! 
 
 5 May we in faith receive thy wori, 
 In faith prefent cur pray'rs ; 
 
 And in the prefence of our Lord, 
 Unbofom all our cares. 
 
 6 And may the gofpel's joyful found, 
 Enforced by mighty grace, 
 
 Induce dead {inners ail around, 
 To come and fill the place. 
 
 HYMN CCLIX. L. M. 
 
 A 'Welcome to Chr'ijlian friends . 
 
 I BRETHREN, bebv'd for jefu's fake, 
 A hearty weJco^ne here receive ; 
 May wc together now partake 
 The joys which he alone can give ! 
 
 % May he, by whofe kind care we meet, 
 ^^nd his good Spirit from above, 
 Make our communications fweet, 
 And caufe our hearts to burn with love ! 
 
 3 Forgotten be each worldly theme, 
 When thus v/e mset to pray and praife, 
 Wf only with to fpeak of him, 
 
 And tell the wonders of his grace. 
 
 4 We'll talk of all h*e did and faiJ, 
 His fuifring and Mu dyinj; 'ove, 
 
aio—] HYMN CCLX. 
 
 The path he mark'd for us to tread, 
 And how he triumphs now abpve. 
 
 5 Thus as the moments pafs away, 
 We'll love, and wonder, and adore ; 
 Then haften on the glorious day, 
 When we fhall meet to part no more. 
 
 HYMN CCLX. C. M. 
 
 The benefit of Go/pel privileges. 
 
 I HOW happy they who know the Lord, 
 With whom he deigns to dvv-eli ! 
 
 He feeds and cheers them by his word, 
 His arm fupportsthem well- 
 
 % Wand'ring in fin, our fouls he found, 
 
 And bade us feek his face ; 
 Gave us to hear the gofpel found, 
 
 And tafle the gofpel grace. 
 
 3 His prefence fweetens all our cares, 
 And makes our burdens light ; 
 
 A word from him difpels our fears, 
 And breaks the glcom of night. 
 
 4 Lord, weexpedl to fufferhere, 
 Nor would wetiare repine ; 
 
 But give us Hill, to find thee near. 
 And own us, fliii, for thine. 
 
 5 Let us enjoy and highly prize 
 Thcfe tokens of thy love : 
 
 Till thou flialt bid our fpirits rife, 
 To worfnip thee above. 
 
HYMN CCLXI. [— 2ir 
 
 HYMN CCLXI. L. M. 
 
 Rifing to God. 
 
 1 NOW let our fouls, on wings fubjimcj 
 Rife from the vanities of time ; 
 Draw back the parting veil, and fee 
 The glories of eternity- 
 
 % Born by a new celeftial birth, 
 Why fhould we grovel here on earth ? 
 Why grafp at tranfitory toys, 
 So near to heav'ns eternal joys ? 
 
 3 Shall aught beguile us on the road, 
 When we are walking back to God ? 
 For ftrangers into life we come, 
 And dying is but going home. 
 
 4 Welcome fweet hour of full difcharge, 
 That fets our longing fouls at large -. 
 Unbinds our chains, breaks up our cell, 
 And gives us with our God to dv/ell. 
 
 5 To dwell witli God, to feel his love^ 
 Is the full heav'n er-joy'd above ; 
 And the fwcet expedlation now 
 
 Is the young dawn of heav'n below. 
 
 HYMN CCLXII. C. M. 
 
 Touth and 'Judgment. 
 I LO ! the young tribes of Adam rife, 
 
 And through all nature rovCj 
 Fulfil the wifhes of their eyes, 
 
 And tafte the joys they love. 
 
 1 They give a loofe to wild dcfires : 
 
 Eut let the finners know 
 The {lrl<3: accounts that God requires, 
 
 Of all ths v/orks they i!isi. 
 
SI a—] HYMN CCLXIII. 
 
 3 The Judge prepares hh throne on high, 
 Theirighted earth andfcas 
 
 Avoid the fury of his eye. 
 And flee before lus lace. 
 
 4 How fhall I bear that dreadful day, 
 And fland the fiery telt ! 
 
 I give all niorti.i joys away, 
 To be forever blcft. 
 
 HYMN CCLXIU. C. M. 
 
 The encouragement young perfons Lave to Jlci and 
 kve CLriJl. Prov- viii. 17. 
 
 1 YE hearts, with youthful vigor warm, 
 
 In fmiling crowds draw near, 
 And turn from ev'ry mortal charm, 
 
 A Saviour's voice to hear- 
 
 a He, Lord of ail the worlds on high, 
 
 Stoops to converfc with yon ; 
 And lays hi» radiant glories by, 
 
 Your friendfhip to purfue. 
 
 3 " The foul, that longs to fee ray face, 
 *' Is fure my love to gain ; 
 
 '-■ And thofe, that early feek my grace, 
 " Shall never feek in vain " 
 
 4 What ohjecSl, Lord, my foul fhould move, 
 If once ccmpar'd with thee ? 
 
 "What beau:y faouid command my love, 
 Like what in Chrtft I fee ? 
 
 5 Away, ye falie delufive toys, 
 Vain tempters of the mind ! 
 
 Tis here 1 fix my lafting- choice, 
 And berg true blifs i find, 
 
HYMN CCLXIV. [—213 
 
 HYMN CCLXiV. C. M. 
 
 Touth the moji accepted i'lmc. 
 
 I SEE how the little toiling ant 
 
 Improves the harveft hours : 
 While fummer laus, throug;h all her cells 
 
 The choiceft Acres ihe pours- 
 
 a While life remains, our harveil lafts ; 
 
 But youth of life's the prime ; 
 pell is this feafon for our work, 
 
 And this th' accepted time. 
 
 3 To-day attend, is wifdom's voice, 
 To-morrow, folly cries ; 
 
 And fiill to-morrow 'tis, v/hen, Oh ! 
 To-day the fir.ner dies. 
 
 4 When coafcience fpeaks, its voice regard 
 And felze the tender hour ; 
 
 Humbly implore the promised grace, 
 And God will give the power. 
 
 F^YMN CCLXV. L. M. 
 /il'^'jerj youth f ailing foort cf heaven. M.^vk X. 21- 
 
 I MUST all the charms of nature then, 
 So hopelcfs to fatvatloii prove ? 
 Can hell demand, can heaven condemn. 
 The man whom Jelus deign^^ to love ? 
 
 1 The man who fought the ways of truth, 
 Paid friends and neighbors all th'^ir due ; 
 A modeft, fober, lovely youth, 
 Who thought he wanted nothing new ? 
 
 3 But niark the change • thus fpake the Lord; 
 " Come part with earth fwr heav'n tc-day." 
 The youth, aftonifh'd at the word, 
 ?"> fiicnt fadnefs went liis way- 
 
ai4— ] HYMN CCLXVt 
 
 4 Poor virtues, that he boafted fo, 
 'ihis tefl unable tg endure, 
 
 Let Chrift, and grace, and {/[lory go, 
 To make his land and money lure ! 
 
 5 Ah foolifh choice cf treafures here ! 
 Ah fatal love of ten^ptinj; gold ! 
 
 Mufl this bafe world be bouj^ht fo dear ? 
 And life and heavn fo cheaply fold ! 
 
 6 In vain the charms of nature {bine, 
 If this vile paflion governs me ; 
 Transform my foui, O love divir.c ! 
 And make me part with all fur thte ! 
 
 HYMN CCLXVl. S. M. 
 
 Prayer of Touth for JDivine ckanfing, 
 
 1 WIVH humble heart and tongue, 
 
 My God, to thee I pray ; 
 Oh, make me learn v.'hilll I am young, 
 
 How I may cleanfe my way. 
 
 a Make an ungarded youth 
 
 The objedt of thy care ; 
 Help mc to choofe the way of truth, 
 
 And fly fiom every faare. 
 
 3 My heart, to folly prone, 
 Renew by pow'r divine ; 
 
 Unite it to thyfclf alone, 
 
 And make me wholly thine. 
 
 4 Oh, let thy word of grace 
 
 My warmefl thoughts employ ; 
 Be this through all my following days. 
 My treafure and my joy. 
 
 5 To what thy laws impart 
 Be my whole foul incliii'd; 
 
HYMN CCLXVII. [-215 
 
 Oh> let them dwell within my heart, 
 And fanAify my mind- . 
 
 6 May thy young fervant learn, 
 
 By thefe to cleanfe his way ; 
 Aad may I here the path difcern 
 
 That leads to endlefs day. 
 
 HYMN CCLXVII. C. M. 
 
 Qld A^e approaching^ or., man fra I and mortal 
 
 I ETERNAL Go 1 ! enthrou'd on high ! 
 
 Whom angel-Iiofts adore ; 
 Who yet to fuppliant duft art nigh, 
 
 Thy prefence I implore. 
 
 a Oh, g[uide me down the fteep of age, 
 
 And keep my pafiioas cool ; 
 Teach me to fcan the facred page, 
 
 And pra«5life every rule. 
 
 3 My flying years time urges on, 
 Wliat's human mud decay ; 
 
 My ffiendsj my young companions gone, 
 Can I expedt to llay ? 
 
 4 Can I exemption plead, when death , 
 Projects his awful dart ? 
 
 Can med'cines then prolong my breath, 
 Or virtue fhield my heart ? 
 
 5 Ah ! no — then fmooth the mortal hour, 
 On thee my hope depends; 
 
 Support me with almighty pow'r, 
 While dull to duft defcends- 
 
 6 Then ihall my foul, O jTacious God ! 
 (While angels join the lay) 
 
 Admitted to the blefs'd abode, 
 Us endlcfs anthems pay. 
 
n6— j H Y M N CCLXvm. 
 
 7 Through heav'n. howc'r remote the bound, 
 
 1 liy niatchlcfs love proclaim, 
 And join the choir of (amts that found, 
 
 Their great Redeemer's name. 
 
 HYMN CCLXVm. L. M. 
 Tve agtd CbriP.ian rejoicing in a vifu- / 7 
 
 1 AS when the weary trav'llcr g»in- 
 The lieight offome o'cr-loc> ng hill, 
 His heart revives, v/hen crofs liie plabsi 
 He eyes his home, tho' difkict fliU. 
 
 2 Wl'.ile he furveys the ir.uch-lov'd fpot, 
 He flights the fpacc that lies between ; 
 His pail fatigues arc now forgot, 
 Ikcaufe his journey's enU is fcer. 
 
 .■^ Thus when the aged ChriftiaR v;is% 
 Uy faith, his marfion in the (kies, 
 'J'he fight his fainting: ftrergth renews. 
 And wings his fpced to reach the prize. 
 
 4 The thought of home his fpirit thccts 
 N'o more he grieves for troubles paft ; 
 Nor any future trial fears, 
 
 :"o he may fife arrive at lafl. 
 
 5 'Tis there, he fays, I am to dwell 
 With Jefu^, in the rcalmf of day ; 
 
 1 hen I fliali bid my cares farewcl, 
 And lie will wipe my tear* sway. 
 
 6 Jcfui, on thee my hope depends 
 'J'o l.ad me on to thine abrdc : 
 Aflurd that heav'n will make amends, 
 For all my toil wliilc on the read- 
 
HYMN CCLXIX. [— 
 
 HYMN CCLXIX. L. M. 
 
 Dsfirlng Heaven. 
 
 I NO more I aflc or hope to find, 
 
 Delight or happins:fs below; 
 
 Sorrow may well polTtfs the nund, 
 
 That fvjeds v/here thorns and thillles grow, 
 
 a The joy that fades k net for me, 
 
 I feek immortal joys above ; 
 
 There, glory wi hout end fhall be 
 
 The bright reward of faith andlovc, 
 
 3 Cleave to the wofld, ye fordid worr..;, 
 Contented lick your native duft ; 
 But God fiiall fi.^^lit, with all his ftorm^. 
 Againft the idol of your trull. 
 
 HYMN ccLxx. E'glits and Seven! 
 Praife for redeeming Love, 
 
 I LET us love, and fing, and wonder, 
 Let us praife the Saviour's name ! 
 He has hufli'd the law's loud thunder. 
 He has quench'd mount Sinai's flame. 
 
 a Let us love the Lord, who bought u?, 
 Pity'd U5 when enemies ; 
 Call'd us by his grace, and tauglit us, 
 Gave Ub ears, and gave us eyes, 
 
 3 Lst us fing, tho' fierce temptation 
 Tlireaten hard to be^ir us down ! 
 For the Lord, our itvvr.g faivation, 
 Holds in view the cofjau'rors crovvn. 
 
 4 Let us wonder, grace and juftice 
 Jo^ln and point to mercy's ftore ; 
 Wiien we truft in Cknil ourfo.trefi, 
 Juflice fmik-Sj and afKsr.o more. 
 
 K 
 
rig—] HYMN CCLXXI. 
 
 5 L-t u? praife, and join the choras 
 Of the faints, entron'd on high; 
 Here chey rruRed him btfore us, 
 Now rheir praifes fill the Jky. 
 
 6 Hark ! the name of Jcfus, founded 
 Loud, from goiden harps above ! 
 
 1 ord, we blufh, and are confounded, 
 i'iiint our praifeSj cold our love ! 
 
 HYMN CCLXXI. C. M. 
 
 Prefumption and defpair, 
 
 X \ HATE the tempter and his charms, 
 
 \ hate his flatt'ring breath ; 
 The ferpent takes a thoufand forms 
 
 To cheat our fouls to death. 
 
 2 He feeds our hopes with airy dreams, 
 Or kills with flaviih fear ; 
 
 And holds us ftill in wide extremes, 
 Prefumption or defpair. 
 
 3 Now he perfuades *' how eafy 'tis 
 " To walk the road of heav'n ;'* 
 
 Ancn he fwells our fins, and cries, 
 " They cannot be forgivn.'' 
 
 4 He ^s young finners, " yet forbear 
 " To think of God or death ; 
 
 >' For pray'r and true devotion are 
 »« But melancholy breath." 
 
 5 He tells the aged, " they muft die, 
 " And 'tis too late to pray : 
 
 *' In vain for mercy now they cry, 
 " For they have loft their day-" 
 
 6 Thus he fupports his cruel throne 
 By mifchief and deceit, 
 
HYMN CCLXXII. [—219 
 
 And drags the fons of Adam down, 
 To darknefs and the pit. 
 
 7 Almlgoty God, cut fhort his pow'r, 
 
 Let him in darkneis dweii ; 
 And, that ke vex the earth no more. 
 
 Confine him down to hell. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXII. S. M. 
 
 Complaint of Jtn* 
 
 X O LORD, how vile am I, 
 
 Unholy and unclean ! 
 How can I dare to venture nigh 
 With fuch a lead of fin ! 
 
 % Is this polluted heart 
 
 A dwelii-ng fit for thee ? 
 Swarming alas! in tv'ry part, 
 
 What evils do 1 fee ! 
 
 3 If I attempt to pray, 
 Andraifi my ftuion high, 
 
 J^ly thoughts are hurry'd laft away, 
 For fin is-ever nigh- 
 
 4 If in thy word I look, 
 
 Such darknefs fills my mind, 
 I only read a fealed book, 
 But no relief can find. 
 
 5 Thy gofpel oft I hear, 
 But hear ft fiill in vain ; . 
 
 "Without defire, or love, or fear, 
 Harden 'd I lliii remain. 
 
 6 And mull I then indeed 
 Sink in .'efpair and die ? 
 
 Fain would i hcpe that thou didfi bleed 
 For Xuch a wretch as I. 
 
azo— ] HYMN CCLXXirr 
 
 7 That blood which thou haft fplk, 
 That grace which is thine own ; 
 
 Can deanfe the vileft fniner s guilf, 
 And foften hearts of ftone- 
 
 8 Low at thy feet I bow, 
 Oh, pity and forgive ! 
 
 Here will I lie and wait till thou 
 Shalt bid me rife and live. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXUI. S. M. 
 
 Light finning In darhnefs, 
 
 X MY former hopes are dead. 
 
 My terror now begins ; 
 I feel, alas ! ^ that I am dead 
 
 In trefpaffes and fins. 
 
 » Ah, whither Ihall I fly ? 
 
 I hear the thunder roar ; 
 The law proclaims deftrudiion nigh, 
 
 And vengeance at the door. 
 
 3 When 1 review my ways, 
 I dread impending doom ; 
 
 But fure a friendly whifper fays, 
 " Flei* from the wrath to come,*' 
 
 4 I fee. or think I fee, 
 
 A glimm'ring from afar ; 
 A beam of day that fliines for me, 
 To fave me from, defpair- 
 
 5 Fore-runner of the fun, 
 
 It marks the pilgrim's way ; 
 I'll gaze upon it v.hiie I run. 
 And watch the rifing day. 
 
HYMN CCLXXIV. [—221 
 
 HYMN CCLXXIV. TcOS. 
 
 The humble ftnner trujl'mg in Chrifl. 
 
 1 CHEER up. my foul, there is a mercy feat, 
 Sprinkled with blood, where Jefus anfwers 
 
 pray-r; 
 There humbly cafl thyfelf beneath his feet, 
 For never needy finner periih'd there. 
 
 a Lord T am come ! thy promife is my plea, 
 Without thy word I dare not venture nigh ; 
 But thou hai^ caij'd the burden'd foul, to thee, 
 A weary, burden'd fcul, O Lord,aai I ! 
 
 ^ Bow'd down beneath a heavy load of fin, 
 By Satan's i:e.rce temptadorss forely prsft, 
 Befet without, and full of fears withirj, 
 Trembling and faint I come to thee for reft. 
 
 4 Be thou my refuge, Lord, my hiding--place, 
 1 know no force csn tear me from thy fide ; 
 Unmov'd I then m.ay all accufers face. 
 
 And anfwer evry charge, w ith " Jefus dy'd-" 
 
 5 Yes ! thou didfl weep, and bleed, and groan 
 
 and die ! 
 Well haft thou known wliat fierce temptation 
 
 means. 
 Such was thy love ! and now enthron'd on high. 
 The fame compaifion in tliy bofom reigns. 
 
 6 Lord give me faith — he hears ! what grace 
 
 is this ! 
 Dry up thy tears, my foul, and ceafe to grieve : 
 He Ihows me what he did, and who he»is, 
 1 nvail, I will, I can, I do believe- 
 
a2>-] HYMN CCLXXV. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXV.. L. M. 
 
 Divine grace implored. 
 I TFIE God who oi.cc to Ifrael fpoke, 
 From Sinai's tv-^p,!!! fire and fmoke, 
 Jn genrler ftrains of gcfpel grace, 
 Invites us now to feek his face- 
 a Hark ! how from Calvary it founds ; 
 From the Redeemer's bleeding wounds; 
 " Pardon and grace I freely give, 
 Poor finuer, look to me ar.d live.'* 
 
 3 Whnt other arguments can move 
 The heart that flights a Saviour's love ! 
 Yet till Almighty pow'r conftran, 
 This matchlefs love is preach'd in vain. 
 
 4 O S,:iV!our, let that pow-T be felt, 
 And caufe each ilony heart to melt ! 
 Deeply imprcfj upon our youth 
 The light and force of gofpel trKth. 
 
 5 Ho'.v will they elfe thy pre fence bear, 
 When as a Ju i.<i thou fhaJl appear ; 
 When flighted iov- to wrath fhall turn, 
 And the whole earth like Sinai burn ! 
 
 HYMN ccLXXvr. Elghts and SiXCS. 
 The Lord^s prayer imitated, 
 1 FATHER Supreme ! all nature's God, 
 Difpiay thy majefty abroad, 
 
 And in full glory fliine : 
 To thy great name be honors paid, 
 Throughout all worlds which thou had made 
 Let er.rth the chorus join. 
 
 a Here place t:-y thr&ne, and at th.y fect 
 lS\-^'xc a;i tl'.y {tubbora foes fubmit, 
 Aiid own thy fov'reign fway ; 
 
HYMN CCLXXVI. [— iij 
 
 Thine influence far and wide extend, 
 Till haughty rebels lowly bend, 
 And cheerfully obey. 
 
 3 Oh, let thy perfe<5l will be done, 
 Not by thofe heav'nly hofts alone 
 
 Who're wing'd with love and zeal ; 
 We too with love and zeal would rifsj 
 To catch the ardor ofth; flcies, 
 
 And fly to do thy will. 
 
 4 O thou who airt both wife and g9od» 
 We truft thee for our daily food, 
 
 And what tlvou feeft is beft ; 
 Out fyoliOi wifhes, Lord, deny, 
 But kindly nature's wants fupply ; 
 
 To thee we leave the reft. 
 
 5 Teach hs the needy to relieve ; 
 Our foes to pity and forgive, 
 
 And conquer them with love : 
 As we to others mercy fhow. 
 Thy mercy, Lord, on us beftow, 
 
 And all our guilt remove. 
 
 6 Let thy good Jpiiit guard our hearts^ 
 Againft the tempter's guileful urts. 
 
 And ev'ry dant/'rous fnare : 
 Or if v.e once {lu.iiM go aftrav. 
 Teach us again to fljd the w.:y, 
 
 And walk with better care- 
 
 y Thy name with rev'rence we adore. 
 For thine's the glory, thine the pow'r, 
 
 And thine the right to reign : 
 In thy dominion we rejoice ; 
 To thy commands our heart and vj-cc 
 
 Urate^ and fay -^- Amen, 
 
2^4—] HYMN CCl.XXVTf. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXVII. L. M. 
 
 The LorJ bis people s facpberd. Pfalm Xxlii. 
 
 I THE Lcrd my paflure ihail prepare, 
 And feed me with a fhephcrd's care ; 
 His prrferce fliall my wants fupply, 
 And guard me wirh a watchful eye. 
 
 % My roon day ftcps he fnall attend, 
 And z\ my midnight hours defend; 
 When in thcfultry glebe 1 faint, 
 Or on the thirfly mountains pant. 
 
 .*; To fertile vales and dewy meads, 
 My weary, wsnd rirg fteps he leads ; 
 Where peaceful river? fcft and flow, 
 Amid the verdant landlkips flow. 
 
 4 Though in the paths of death I tread. 
 With gloomy horrors overfprcad, 
 
 My lledfaft heart fhail fear no ill, 
 Ftr thou, O Lord, art with me ftill 
 
 5 Thy friendly crook fr. ail give me aid, 
 And guide me through the dreadful fliade, 
 Though in a bare and rugged vray, 
 
 T hrcugh devious, lomJy wilds 1 flray. 
 
 6 Thy bounty fV,nll my pains b-:guile, 
 Theb^irrcn wjldwni-fs fhaJlfmi.'e, 
 
 With fuddcn green and her^ge crown'd, 
 And flrcams fliail murmvr all around. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXVIII. L. M. 
 
 0« lehig admitted a member of a church' 
 
 I GREAT fourcc of Being, heav'niy King ! 
 
 Whofe eye my inmofl thought furvcys, 
 To th' ', with grateful joy, I bring 
 My tribute of unequal praife. 
 
HYMN CCLXXIX, [—a*? 
 
 a Uwitcd to thy chofen flock, 
 Within thy courts my foul would dwell, 
 And in thy ftrength iuftain the {hock , 
 Of all the pow'rs in earth or helL 
 
 3 Oh, fend thy fpirit from on high, 
 And let onr Church thy blefling prove 1 
 So ftiall our praifes reach the fky, 
 Andev'ry bofom glow with love. 
 
 4 Oh, may our Paftor draw from thee 
 Daily fupplies of heav'nly grace ! 
 
 And may we in thy temple fee 
 Thy glorious prefence fill the place ! 
 
 5 Then Ihall our hearts, out lives, our tongues, 
 Be confecrated to our God ; 
 
 Our morning pray'rs our ev'ning fongs. 
 Shall fpread thy wond'rous love abroad. 
 
 HVMN CCLXXIX. L. M. 
 
 The cotmert. 
 
 I FAR from thy fold, O God, my feet 
 Once mov'd in error's devious maze, 
 Nor found religious duties fweet. 
 Nor fought thy face, nor lov'd thy ways. 
 
 a With tend'reft voice thou bad'fl me flee 
 The paths >\'liich thou couldfl ne'er approve ; 
 And gently drew my foul to thee, 
 With cords of fwect eternal love. 
 
 3 Now to thy footftool, Lord, I fly, 
 And low in felf-abafement fall ; 
 
 A vile, a helplefs worm I lie. 
 And thou, my God, art all in all, 
 
 4 D earer, far dearer to my heart, 
 Than all the joys that earth can give ; 
 
 K 2 
 
s»6— ] HYMN CCLXXX. 
 
 From fame, from wealth, from friends I'd part. 
 Beneath thy countenance to live. . 
 
 5 And when, in fmiling friendship dreft, 
 Death bids me quit this mortal frame. 
 Gently redin'd on Jefu's breaft, 
 
 My lateft breath fhali blefs his name. 
 
 6 Then my unfetter'd foul Ihall rife. 
 And foar above yon ftarry fphcres, 
 Join the full chorus of the Ikies, 
 
 And fing thy praife through endlefe years. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXX. C. M. 
 
 Prater for relief under a body of Jin and death, 
 
 t LORD, what a crowd of anxious cares, 
 
 Difturb my reftlefs breaft ! 
 The world's reproach and Satan's fnares, 
 
 Leave not a moment's reft. 
 
 % The glorious fmiles which once I faw 
 
 O'er all thy face, are hid ; 
 I feel the fentence of thy law, 
 
 And all my comfort's fled. 
 
 3 Haft thou not faid, that where thou art, 
 There thine fhall furely be ? 
 
 Oh, feal this promife on my heart, 
 And fay 'twas made for me. 
 
 4 Then cares may vex, the world may frowni 
 They ne'er my peace (hall move ; 
 
 For what can weigh that fpirit down, 
 That feels a Saviour's love ? 
 
 5 Oh, far a tafte, by faving faith, 
 Of his forgiving grace ; 
 
 When nature draws its parting breath, 
 And all its cares flaall ceafe ! 
 
HYMN CCLXXXI. [— aay 
 
 HYMN CCLXXXI. C. M. 
 
 Cehfiial profpeBs. 
 I- SWEET glories rulh upon my fight. 
 
 And charm my wond'ring eyes ; 
 The regions of immortal light. 
 
 The beauties of the Ikies ! 
 
 a All hail ! ye fair celeftial (hores! 
 
 Ye lands of endlefs day ! 
 Swift on my view your prolpedl pours, 
 
 And drives nay griefs away. 
 
 3 There's a delightful clearnefs now, 
 My clouds of d*ubt are gene, 
 
 FleH is my former darknefo too, 
 My fears are all withdrawn. 
 
 4 Short is the paliage — fhort the fpsce 
 Between my home and me: 
 
 There ! there behold the radiant place ! 
 How near the manfions \>^ I 
 
 5 Immortal wonders ! boundlefs things ! 
 In thofe dear worlds appear : 
 
 Prepare me. Lord, tofiietch my wings, 
 And in thofe glories fhare. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXXir. C M. 
 
 A covert from the heat, 
 
 1 WHEN on a fummer's fultry day, 
 Th'= Sun darts forth his rays ; 
 
 The trav'ler laborson h's way, 
 Beneath the raid- lay blaze : 
 
 a When not a cooling breeze is felt, 
 
 No friendly roof is nigh 
 The languid body feems to m.elt, 
 
 The faintine: foirits gx^ ; 
 
a'ftS— ] HYMN CCLXXXlIt 
 
 3 Should fonie tall rock at fuoh an hour, 
 A ditlant ihade prepare, 
 
 Hope would exert his feeble pow'r, 
 I'o fly and reft him there. 
 
 4 Thus he who treads the heav'nJy path, 
 And feels upon him burn 
 
 The kindlings of Almighty wrath, 
 Muft labor, droop and mourn. 
 
 5 Till Chrlft, the covert from the heat, 
 His longing fpirit fees, 
 
 And draws him to a cool retreat. 
 Affording reft and cafe- 
 
 6 He like a rock of refuge rofe, 
 
 Andfacred fhade extends, 
 Refrefhment and fecure repofe, 
 
 For all his weary friends. 
 
 HYMN ccLxxxiii. Sevcos. 
 
 Trujl in God. Habak. iii. 17, 18. 
 
 I SHOULD the riiing whirlwinds tear 
 From its ftem the rip'ning ear ; 
 Should the fig-tree's blafted (hoot 
 Drop her green untimely fruit : 
 
 ^ Should the vine put forth no more, 
 Nor the olive yield her ftore ; 
 Though the fick'ning flocks fhould fall, 
 And the herds defert the ftall : 
 
 3 Should God's altcr'd hand rellrain - 
 Th' early and the latter rain ; 
 Biafl each op'ning bud of joy, 
 And the riling year deitroy ; 
 
HYMN CCLXXXIV. [— za? 
 
 4 Yet to God my foul fhould raife 
 Grateful vows, and folemii praife ; 
 And, when ev'rybleffing's flown, 
 I.ove him — for himfelf alone. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXXIV. L. M. 
 
 Ths Chrijlian armor. Eph. vl. 13 — 17 
 
 I WITH holy z^ai and Chriftias grace, 
 ril take the armor for the race, 
 WhiliT: foes and fears befet me round, 
 In Chi'ift the Lord my ftrength is found. 
 
 % Forever blcffed be the Lord, 
 His word he gives me for a fword. 
 And he commands to wield it well, 
 Againft the pow'rs cf earth and hell. 
 
 3 His righteou/hefs a breadphte yields, 
 Whilft faith afford? a glorious Taield, 
 His free falvation's fov'relo-n grace, 
 Shall on my head the helmet place. 
 
 4 Thiis arm'd and martial'd for the field, 
 Againfl tcniptat3>on doubly ilcel'd, 
 
 The glorious combat I begin. 
 Declaring v/ar with fleili and fin. 
 
 5 My heav'nly Captain's watchful cire, 
 ShaH keep m^from the fowler's ina/c ; 
 His fpirit guidf my wano'ring icei, 
 Till (his face inglcrv n-.^Tet. 
 
23©—] HYMN CCLXXXV. 
 HYMN CCLXXXV. c. M» In two patts. 
 
 Qhriji's birtby life, death, nfurrecrion, afcenfioHt 
 
 and inUrceJfion. 
 
 PART I. 
 
 ChrifCs birth and life. * 
 
 I AWAKE, my foul, tune ev'ry firing, 
 
 In God thy Saviour's praife. 
 Join with the heav nly hofts and fing. 
 The higheft no^es they raif?. 
 
 a Tell how the glorious Son of God, 
 
 Forfook the reaims of bJifs, 
 Defcended to our guilty world, 
 
 Proclwiiming hie and peace. 
 
 3 Angelic hofis declare his birth, 
 '' Glory tc God on high, 
 
 " Good v/iil to n:en and peace on earth ! 
 " B;hcld ths Savicur nigh ! 
 
 4 '= To BethPem's city quick repair, 
 T]i' etherial fpirits cry, 
 
 •' A' d fee the prcmis'd Saviour there, 
 " i cw in a manger lie, 
 
 5 " With humble faith and holy fear, 
 " Go vifiil Chrixl your king." 
 
 Their heav'nly notes the fhephers hear. 
 And join the praife they fing. 
 
 6 On Jordan's banks th' eternal God 
 His birth divine declsires ; 
 
 •' 1 his is my fon !" I^o ! on his head 
 The heav'nly dove appears- 
 
 7 Holy his life, his doiStrines true ; 
 (How bright the godhead fhore '} 
 
 Difeafes heard and Satan knew, 
 That what he fp'-ke waa dons, 
 
HYMN CCLXXXV. [—131 
 PART 11. 
 
 ChriJTs death, refurre&iorty afcenfion and inter cejpon. 
 
 8 BEHOLD the Saviour on the tree, 
 With arms extended wide ! 
 
 From death a Tin^ui world to free. 
 He groan'd. and bled and dy'd ! 
 
 9 The fun its beams no longer lent, 
 To fee its Maker bleed ; 
 
 His groans the rocks and mountains rent, 
 And woke the fleeping deadP' 
 
 10 But when th' appointed hour was come, 
 The lleep-ing Saviour wcke ; 
 
 He rofe triumphing from t'he tomb, 
 The chains of death he broke. 
 
 11 On the eternal God's right hand, 
 The great Redeemer fits ; 
 
 Both heav'n and earth to his commaKd 
 The Father now comsnits. 
 
 11 Our advocate himfelf lie fliles, 
 
 The fmner's caufehe p'eads. 
 Through him the Father looks and fmiles, 
 
 While thus he intercedes. 
 
 13 Whom once he loves he'll ne'er forget, 
 His counfels guide them ftill ; 
 
 His grace their weary fouls will feat 
 On heav'ns eternal hill. 
 
 1 4 Reviving thought ! then, humble fou!, 
 With courage venture on ! 
 
 Though esrth and heU againfl thee roll, 
 In Chriil the battle's v/on. 
 
^r^—] HYMN CCLX-^XVI. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXXVI. C. M. 
 
 Prayer under temptations of Satan, 
 I WHEN I can read my title clear. 
 
 To manfions w the ikies, 
 1 bid farewell to cv'ry fear. 
 
 And wipe my weeping eyes, 
 ft Should earth zgzinO. my foul engaee 
 And Satan's darts be hurl'd, * 
 
 ^hen I can fniile at all his rage 
 And {^ce a frowning world 
 
 3 Let all the^^empter's malice come, 
 And Korms of forrdvv fall ; 
 
 If 1 may fafcly reach my home. 
 My God, my heav n, my all : 
 
 4 There Ihall I bathe my weary foul, 
 In feas of heav'niy reft, 
 
 Nor feel a troubling tempter's call 
 naurb my peactftil breaft. 
 
 HYMN CCLXZXVn. L. M. 
 
 Prnscrundirtemptathnfrom the tumults cftbenvorld. 
 
 I THE billows fwell, the winds are hi<^h, 
 Clouds overcaft my wintr)- Iky ; " 
 
 Out of the depths to thee 1 call, 
 My fears are great, my llrength is fmalL 
 
 a O Lord, a Saviour's part perform, 
 And guide and guard me thro' the ftorm ; 
 Defend me from each thrtat'ning ill, 
 Control the waves, fay, «' peace, be ftill" 
 ^ Amidft the roaring cf the the fea, 
 My foul flill hangs her hope on thee ; 
 Thy conftant love, thy faithful care. 
 Arc all that fave me from defpair. 
 
HYMN CCLXXXVIII. [—233 
 
 4 Dangers of ev'ry fh?pe and name, 
 ' *^'enci the foliow'rs of the Lamb, 
 leave the •w'orld's deceitful fhore^ 
 rd leave it to return no more- 
 
 £ God of my life, to thee I call, 
 AflHided at thy feet I fall ; 
 When the great water-floods prevail, 
 Leave not my trembling heart to fail ! 
 
 HYMN CCLXXXVIII. C. M. 
 
 Perplexity relic ved. 
 
 1 ANXIOUS, I ftrove rofind the way 
 
 Which to iaivation led ; 
 I liften'd long, I try'd to pray. 
 
 And heard what many faid- 
 
 a When feme cf joy sand comforts told, 
 
 I fear'd that 1 was v/ronw -. 
 For I wssflupid, dead, and cold. 
 
 Had neither joys nor fong. 
 
 3 The Lord n:y lab'ring heart reliev'd, 
 And ruade my burden light ; 
 
 Tbc- for a moment I believd, 
 .-.nd thought that all was right- 
 
 4 Of fierce temptations others talk'd, 
 Of anguifh and difmay ; 
 
 Thro' what diftrefles they bad walk'd, 
 Before they found the way. 
 
 5 Ah ! then I thought n^ hopes were vain, 
 For T had liv'd at eafe ; 
 
 I wlfh'd for all my ftars again, 
 To make me more like thefe. 
 
 6 I had my wilh, the Lord difclo&'d 
 The evil of my heart ; 
 
 And left my raked foul txpo&'d 
 To Satan's fiery dart- 
 
334—1 HYMN CCLXXXIX. 
 
 7 Alas ! I cry'd in deep defpair. 
 Born down with fearful pain ! 
 
 How can I thefe fierce terrors bear, 
 And who will now fuftain ! 
 
 8 Agai n my Saviour brought me aid, 
 And when he fet me free, 
 
 " Truil limply on my word," he faid, 
 " And leave the reft to me-" 
 
 HYMN CCLXXXIX. Se^en?. 
 The fovereign call of Chr'ijh 
 I IN his own appointed hour, 
 To my heart the Saviour ipoke ; 
 Touch'd me by his fplrit's pow'r, 
 And my dang'rous fiumber broke. 
 
 1 Then I faw and own'd my guilt. 
 Soon my gracious Lord reply'd ; 
 " Fear not, 1 my blood have fpilt, 
 *Twasfcrfuch as thee I ^y'd." 
 
 3 Shame and wonder, joy and love, 
 A 11 at once pcfTcfs'd my heart ; 
 Can I hope thy grace to prove, 
 After ading fuch a part ? 
 
 4 " Thou haft greatly finn'd, he faidj 
 But I freely all forgive; 
 
 I niyielf thy ^ebt have paid, 
 Now 1 bid thee rife axid Jive." 
 
 HYMN CCXC. C. M. 
 
 Gld things are pajfcd away. 
 
 I LET carnal minds the world puriue, 
 
 It has no charnss for me ; 
 Once 1 admlr'd its trifles too. 
 
 But grace has fct me fr«e. 
 
HYMN CCXCl. [—131 
 
 % Its fading charms no longer pleafe, 
 
 No more content afford ; 
 Far from my heart be joys like thefe, 
 
 Now I have feen the Lord. 
 
 3 As by the light of op'ning day, 
 The ftars are all conceal'd ; 
 
 So earthly pleafures fade away, 
 When Jefus is reveal'd. 
 
 4 Creatures no more divide my choice, 
 I bid them all depart ; 
 
 His name, and love, and gracious Yoice, 
 Have fix'd my roving heart- 
 
 5 Now, Lord, I would be thine alose, 
 And wholly live to thee ; 
 
 But may I hope that thou wilt own 
 A worthlefs worm like me ? 
 
 6 Yes, though offinners I'm the worft, 
 I cannot doubt thy will ; 
 
 For if thou hadft not lov'd we firft, 
 I had refus'd thee ftill. 
 
 HYMN CCXCI. L. M. 
 
 Hatred ofjtn. 
 
 1 MOST holy Lord ! I love thy truth. 
 Nor dare thy leaft commandment flight 
 Yet pitrc'd by Cn, the ferpent's tooth, 
 I mourn the anguifh of the bite. 
 
 » But though the polfon lurks within , 
 Hope bids me ftill with patience wait j 
 Till death fhail fet me free from fin, 
 Free from the only thing I hate. 
 
 3 Had I a throne above the reft, 
 Wher-i angels and archangels dwell ; 
 
136—] HYMN CCXCII. 
 
 One fin, unflain within my breaft, 
 Would make that heav'n as dark as hell. 
 
 4 But there no foe invades the blifs, 
 When giory crowns the Chriftian's head ; 
 One view of Jefus as he is. 
 Will flrike all fin forever dead. 
 
 HYMN CCXCII. L. M. 
 
 Prayer for grp.ce. Pfa. cvi. 4, 5. 
 
 I REMEMBER us, we pray thee, Lord, 
 With thofe who love thy gracious name ; 
 And to our fouls that good afford, 
 Thy promife Y as prepared for them. 
 
 a To us thy great falvation Ihow, 
 Give us a talle of love divine ; 
 That we thy people's joy may know, 
 And in their holy triumph join. 
 
 HYMN ccxciii. Sevens. 
 Coming to the throne of grace. 
 
 I NOT to Sinai's dreadful blaze, 
 But to. Zion's throne of grace, 
 By\ way mark'd out with blood. 
 Sinners now approach to God. 
 
 a Not to hear the nery law, 
 But with humble joy to draw 
 Water by that well fupply'd, 
 jefus open'd when he dy'd. 
 
 3 Lord, there are no flreamsbut thine, 
 Can affHag^e a third like mine ; 
 ' Tis a thirft thyfelf didll give. 
 Let me therefore drink and livC' 
 
HYMN CCXCIV. [—313? 
 
 HYMN CCXCIV, L. M. 
 
 A hymn for the beginning of ivorjhlp^ 
 
 2 THY prefence, gracious God, afford, 
 Prepare us to receive thy word ; 
 Now let thy voice engage our ear, 
 And faith be rnixt wkh what v;e hear. 
 
 a Diftra6ling thoughts and cares remove. 
 And fix our hearts and hopes above ; 
 With food divine may we be fed, 
 And fatisfy'd with living bread. 
 
 3 To us thy facred word apply, 
 With fov'reign pow'r and energy ; 
 And may we in thy faith and fear, ♦ 
 Reduce to pradice what we hear, 
 
 4 Father, in us thy Son reveal ; 
 Teach us to know and do thy will ; 
 Thy faving pow'r and love difplay, 
 And guide us tp the realms of day. 
 
 HYMM CCXCV. L. M. 
 
 At difrniffion, 
 
 1 DISMISS VIS with thy blefiing, Lord, 
 Help us to feed upon thy word, 
 All that has been amifs forgive. 
 And let thy truth within us live. 
 
 a Though we are gul'.ty, thou art good, 
 Wafti all our works in jefu's blood 5 
 Give ev'ry fetter'd foul r-cleafe. 
 And bid U3 all depart in peace, 
 
438—] HYMN CCXCVr. 
 
 HVMN ccxcvi. Eights and Sevens. 
 
 the fame. 
 I LORD, difmifs us with thy bleffing, 
 
 Fill our hearts with joy and peace j 
 Let us each thy love poffefiing. 
 
 Triumph in redeeming grace : 
 Oh, refrefh us ! 
 Trav'ling through this wilderneft. 
 
 a Thanks we give and adoration, 
 
 For thy gofpel's joyful found, 
 May the fruits of thy falvation 
 
 In our hearts and lives abound : 
 May thy prefence 
 With us, evermore, be found. 
 
 3 So, whene'er the Cgral's glv'n, 
 
 Us from earth to call away ; 
 Borne on angel's wings to heavn, 
 
 Glad to leave our cumbroHS clay, 
 May we ready, 
 Rife and reign in endlefs day ! 
 
 HVMN CCXCVII. L. M. 
 Secitngjirji the kingdom of God, \;fc Matt. vl. 33, 
 
 I NOW let a true ambition rife, 
 
 And ardor fire our breaft, 
 To reign in worlds above the Ikies, 
 
 In heav'nly glories dreft. 
 
 a Behold Jehovah's royal hand 
 
 A radiant crown difplay. 
 Whole gems with vivid luftrc fhinc. 
 
 While ftars and fun decay. 
 
 3 Away, each grov'ling anxious care, 
 Beneath a Chrillian's thought ; 
 
HYMN CCXCVIII. [—259 
 
 1 fpring to feize immortal joys, 
 Which my Redeemer bought, 
 
 4 Ye heart '3, with youthful vigor warm, 
 
 The glorious prize purfue ; 
 Nor Ihali ye want the goods of earth, 
 
 While heav n is kept in view. 
 
 HYMN CCXCVIII. L. M, 
 
 Parting nvith carnal joys* 
 
 I 1 SEND the joys of earth away, 
 Away ye tempters of the mind, 
 Falfe as the frnooth deceitful fea, 
 And empty as the whiftling wind. 
 
 a Your flreams were floating me along, 
 Down to the gulph of black defpair ; 
 And whilft I liften'd to your fong, 
 Your ftreams had e'en convcy'd me there, 
 
 3 Lord, I adore thy matchlefs grace, 
 That warn'd me of that dark abyfs, 
 
 That drew me from thofe treach'rous feas, 
 And bade me feck fuperior blifs- 
 
 4 Now to the fhlning realms above, 
 
 I ftretch my hands and glance my eyes ; 
 Oh, for the pinions of a dove, 
 To bear me to the upper fkies ! 
 
 5 Therefrom the bofom of my God, 
 Oceans of endlefs pleafure roll ; 
 There would I fix my laft abode. 
 And drown the forrows of my foul> 
 
140— ] HYMN CCXCIX, 
 
 HYMN CCXCIX. L. *M. 
 
 The vanity of creatures. 
 I MAN has a foul of vaft defires. 
 He burns within with reftlefs fires, 
 I'ofs'd to and fro, his palfions fly, 
 iTom vanity to vanity. 
 
 a In vain on earth we hope to find 
 Some folid good to fill the mind ; 
 We try new pleafures, but wc feel 
 1'he inward thirft and torment ftill. 
 
 3 So when a raging fever burns, 
 We ftiift from fide to fide by turns, 
 And 'tis a poor relief we gain, 
 
 To change the place^ but keep the pain. 
 
 4 Great God ! fubdue this vicious thirft. 
 This love to vanity and duft ; 
 
 Cure the vile fever of the mind, 
 And feed our fouls with joys refiji'd. 
 
 HYMN CCC. L. M. 
 
 Thefoverejgrdy of grace. Luke x. 2 1,22. 
 1 THERE was an hour when Chriil rcjoic d. 
 And fpoke his joys in word* of praife ; 
 " Father, I thank thee, mighty God, 
 Lord of the earth, and heav'ns and fcas- 
 
 % " I thank thy fov'reign pow'r and love. 
 That crowns my dovSlrine with fuccefs ; 
 And makes the babes in knowledge learn, 
 The heights, and breadths, and leiigths of grace. 
 
 3 " But all this glory lies conceal'd 
 From men of prudence and of wit : 
 The prince of darhnefs blinds their eyes, 
 And their own pride refills the light. 
 
HYMN CCCI. [— 2u 
 
 4 " Father 'tis thus, becaufe thy will 
 Chofe and ordaia d it fhould be fo ; 
 'Tis thy delight t' abafe the proud, 
 And lay the haughty fcorner lo at. 
 
 5 « There's none can know the FatI.er righf, 
 But thofe who learn him from the Son : 
 Nor can the Son be .well receiv'd, 
 
 But where the Father makes him known." 
 
 6 Then let our fouls adore our God, 
 That deals his graces as he pleafe ; 
 Nor gives to mortals an account, 
 
 Or of his actions or decrees- 
 
 HYMN CCCI. L. M. 
 
 Prayer for grace, 
 
 I O THOU, to whofe all-fearching fjght, 
 The darknefs ihineth as the light, 
 Search, prove my heart, and let it bs 
 Free'd from thefe bonds, and join'd to thee 
 
 a VA\fh out its {lain 3 refine its drofs, 
 Nail n>}' affections to the crcf^! 
 Hallow each thought ; let ail within 
 Be clean, as thou, my Lord, art clean- 
 
 3 If in this darkfome wild I ftray, 
 Be tliou aiy light, be thou my way ; 
 No foes, no violence I fear. 
 
 No fraud, while thou, my God, art near 
 
 4 When riftng Hoodi my foul o'erflow, 
 Wlicn linking deep in waves of woe, 
 Jeius. ihy timely aid impart, 
 
 And raife my head, and cheer my heart. 
 
C4i— j HYMN CCCd.. 
 
 5 Oh, let thy hand iupport me ftUl, 
 And lead me to thy holy hill ! 
 "Where toil, ard grief, and pain fhall ceafej 
 IVhere all is calm, -and all is Xit9.cc- 
 
 HYMN CCCII L. M. 
 
 Theleatitudcs. Mattb. t?. 2—12. 
 
 T BI.ES3D are the humble fouls that fee 
 Their emp'cinefsL and poverty : 
 Treafuresof graceto them are glv'n, 
 And crowr.s of joy laid up in heav'n. 
 
 c Biefs'd are the men of broken heart. 
 Who mourn for fm with inward fmart ; 
 The blood of Chrift divinely flows, 
 A healing balm for all their -w ocs. 
 
 2, Biefs'd are the meek, who ftand afar, 
 From rage and paflion, ncife and war ; 
 God will fecure their happy ftate, 
 And plead their caufc againft the great. 
 
 4 Biefs'd are the fouls that long for grace., 
 Hunger and thirfl for rightecufnefs I 
 They fhall be v/ell fupply'd, and fed 
 With living dreams and living bread. 
 
 5 Blcf^'<J are the men whofe bowels move. 
 And melt with fympathy and love ; 
 From Chrifl the Lord fhall they obtain 
 Like fympathy and love again, 
 
 6 Biefs'd are the pure, whofe hearts are clean 
 from the defiling pow'rs of fm ; 
 
 'With endlefs pleafure they fhall fee 
 A God of fpotlefs purity. 
 
 "7 Biefs'd are the men of peaceful life, 
 ■^V'ho quench the coals of growing llrifej 
 
HYMN CCCfll. [—-Z43 
 
 They fhall be call'd the heirs of blifs, 
 The fons of God, the God of peace. 
 
 8 Blefs'd are the fuff'rers, who partake 
 Of pain and ihame for Jefu's fake ; 
 Their foiils fhall triumph in the Lord, 
 Glory and joy are then- reward- 
 
 ■HYMN ccciii. L. M. In three pSTts. 
 
 CbaraSiers of Chrifi borroived from inanimate 
 ■things in fcripture. 
 
 PART I. 
 
 1 GO worfhip at Emmanuel's i^tx.. 
 See in his face what wonders meet ! 
 Earth is too narrow to erprefs 
 His worth, his glory, or disgrace, 
 
 a The whole creation can afford 
 But fome faint fhadows of my Lord ; 
 Natur;, to make his beauties known, 
 IVIuft mingle colours not her own. 
 
 3 U he compar'd to wine or bread ? 
 Dear Lord, our fouls would thus be iti, ; 
 That fieih, that dying blood of thine, 
 
 Is bread of life, is heav'nly wine. 
 
 4 Is he a tree } The world receives 
 S:ilvation from his heaHng leaves ; 
 
 That righteous branch, that fruitful bough. 
 Is David's root and offspring too. 
 
 5 Is he a rofe ? Not Sharon yields 
 Such fragr£ncy in all her fields ; 
 Or, if the lily he affume. 
 
 The vallies blefs the rich perfumc^ 
 
244—} HYMN CCClir. 
 
 6 Is he a vine ? His heav'nly root 
 Supplies the boughs with life and fruit ; 
 Oh, let a lading union join 
 
 My foul to Chrift, the living vine ! 
 PART [1. 
 
 7 Is Chril\ the head ? Each member live?, 
 And owns the vital pow'rs he gives ; 
 
 1 he friints belcw, and faints above, 
 Join'd by his Spirit and his love- 
 
 8 Is he a fountain ? There I bathe, 
 And heal the plague of fin and death ; 
 Thefe waters all my foul renew, 
 And cleanfe my ipotted garments too. 
 
 9 Is he a fire ? Heil purge my drofs; 
 But the true geld fuftains no lofs : 
 Like a rtrfmer Ihall he fit, 
 
 And tread the refufe with bis feet, 
 
 10 ts he a rock ? How firm he proves ! 
 The Rock of ages never moves ; 
 
 Yet the fwcet ftreams that from him flow 
 Aldend us all the defert thro'. 
 
 It Is he a way ? He leads to God ; 
 f he path is drawn in linrs ot h'.ood • 
 There would I walk with hope and zeal, 
 Till I arrive at Zion's hill. 
 
 1 1 Is he a door ? I'll enter in ; 
 Behold the paflures large and green ; 
 A paradife divinely fair, 
 
 None but the Iheep have freedom there. 
 
 PART III. 
 
 1 3 Is ChriH; defign'd a corner ftone, 
 Fer nien to build their heav'n upon i 
 rU make him. my foundation too, 
 Nor fear the plots of hell below. 
 
H Y M N CCCIV, [— at; 
 
 14 Is he a temple ? I adore 
 
 Th' indwelling majefty and pow'r : 
 And ftill to his moft holy place, 
 Whene'er I pray, I turn my face, 
 
 15 Is he a ftar ? He breaks the night. 
 Piercing the fhades with dawning light ; 
 I know his glories from afar, 
 
 1 know the bright, the morning ftar- 
 
 16 Is he a fun ? His beams are grace, 
 His courfc is joy and rightcoufnefs : 
 Nations rejoice, when he appears, 
 
 To chafe their clouds and dry their tears. 
 
 17 Oh, let me climb thcfe higher Ikies, 
 Where ftornis and darknefs never rife ! 
 There he difplays his pow'r abroad. 
 And Ihines and ririgns th' incarnate God. 
 
 18 Nor earth, nor fca?, nor fun, nor flars, 
 Nor heav'n his full r'^femblance bears ; 
 His beauties wc can never trace, 
 
 Till we behold him face to face- 
 
 HVMN CCCIV. L. M. 
 
 Ths names anJtitUi of Chriji yfromfiveralfcriptunt - 
 
 I 'TIS from the treafures of his word 
 1 borrow titles for my Lord ; 
 Nor art, nor nature can fupply 
 Sufficient forms of m.ajefty. 
 
 a Bright image of the Father's face, 
 Shining with undimlnifh'd rays, 
 Th' eternal God's eternal Son, 
 The heir and partner of his throne. 
 
 3 The King of kings, the Lord moft high, 
 Writes his own eame upon his thigh ; 
 
^46—1 HYMN CCCr. 
 
 He wears a garment dipp'd In blood, 
 And breaks the nations with his rod. 
 
 4 "Where grace can neither melt nor move, 
 The Lamb refentshis injur'd love, 
 Awakes his wrath without delay, 
 
 And Judah's Lion tears the prey. 
 
 5 But when for works of peace he comes. 
 What winning tides he affumes ! 
 
 Light cf the world, and life of men ; 
 Nor bears thofe chara^flers in vain. 
 
 6 With tender pity in his heart. 
 He a(5ls the Mediator's part ! 
 
 A friend and brother he appears, 
 And Well fulfils the name he wears, 
 
 7 At length the Judge his throne afcends, 
 Divides the rebels from his friends, 
 
 And faints, in full fruition, prove 
 His rich variety oi love. 
 
 HYMN cccv. L. M. In two parts. 
 
 T'/^e offices ofChnJlfromfeveralfcrtptures^ 
 
 r JOIN all the names of love and pow*r. 
 That ever men or angels bore, 
 Ail are too mean to fpeak his wortli. 
 Or fet Emmanuel's glory forth. y 
 
 % But Oh! v.'hat condefcending ways 
 He takes to teach his heav'nly grace I 
 My eyes with joy and wonder fee, 
 What forms of love he bare to me. 
 \ The " Angel of the cov'nant ftauds,'* 
 With his commiiBon in his hands. 
 Sent from his Father's milder throne, 
 Tft make the great falvat^on known. 
 
HYMN CCCV. [—24; 
 
 4. Great Prophet, let me blefs thy name ; 
 By thee the joyful tidings came, 
 Of wrath appeas'd, of fins forgiven, 
 Of hell fubdu'd, and peace with heav'n. 
 1; My bright example, and my Guide, 
 i would be walking near thy ude ; 
 Oh, let me never ruii aflray,. 
 Nor follow the forbidden way ! 
 
 6 I love my Shepherd, he fhall keep 
 My wand'ring foulamongft his Iheepr 
 He feeds his flocks, he calls their nauv-s. 
 And in his bofom bears the lambs. 
 
 7 My Surety undertakes my caufe, 
 Anfw'ring his Father's broken laws ; 
 Behold my foul at freedom ht, 
 
 My Surety paid the dreadful djot. 
 PART II. 
 
 8 Jefus, my great High Prieft, his dya, 
 1 feek no facrifice befide ; 
 
 His blood did once for all atone, 
 And now it pleads before the throne. 
 
 9 My Advocate appears on high, 
 T.he Father lays his thunder by ; 
 Not all that earth or hoil can fay, 
 Shall turn my Fathers heart away. 
 
 10 My Lord, my Conqu'ror, and my King, 
 Thy fceptre and thy fword I fiBg ; 
 
 Thii'e is the vid'ry, and I fit 
 
 A joyful jubjed at chy feet. 
 
 n Afpire my foul to glorious deeds. 
 
 The Captain of falvatioa leads ; 
 
 March on, nor fear to win the day, 
 
 Tho' de2.th and hell obftru^a the Wc-.y, 
 
iiS~] K Y M N CCCVI, 
 
 1 2 Should death and hell, and pow'rs unknown 
 Put all their forms of mifchicf on, 
 1 flia!l be fafe; for Chrifl difplays 
 tialvation in more fov'reign v.-ays^ 
 
 HYMN CCCVI. Sixes and Fours 
 To the Trinity. 
 
 1 COME, Thou Almighty King, 
 Help us thy name to fmg, 
 
 Help us to praife ! 
 Father, all glorious, 
 O'er all vi(5loricns, 
 Come and reign over us, 
 
 Antient cf days ! 
 
 a Jefus, our Lord, arife, 
 Scatter our enemies. 
 
 And malie them fall I 
 Let thine almighty aid 
 Our fare defence he mace, 
 Ot'.r fouls on thee be f^ay'd : 
 
 Lord, hear cur call ! 
 
 ■}, Ccrne, thou incarnate v/ord, 
 G:r;d.cn thy mighty fwcrd, 
 
 Our pray'rs attend ! 
 Ccrne ar.d thy people blei5, 
 And give tl'I'y word fuccefs ; 
 Fpir'.i; of holinefs 
 
 On us defcend ! 
 
 4 Come, holy Comforter, 
 'i hy fscred witnefs bear 
 
 In this glad hour ! 
 1 liOU who Almighty art, 
 Now rule in ev'ry heart, 
 And ne'er from us depart, 
 
HYMN CCCVII. [—24.^ 
 
 5 To the great one In three 
 Eternal praifes be, 
 
 Hence evermore ; 
 His fov'reign majefty 
 May we in glory fee, 
 And to eternity 
 
 Love and adore. 
 
 HYMN CCCVII. C. M. 
 
 New Tear^s Hymn. 
 
 I NOW, gracious Lord, thine arm reveal. 
 And make thy glory known ; 
 
 Now let us all thy prefence feel, 
 And foften hearts of ftone! 
 
 a Help us to venture near thy throne, 
 And plead a Saviour's name ; 
 
 For all that we can call our own, 
 Is vanity and Ihame. 
 
 3 From all the guilt of former fin, 
 May mercy fet us free, 
 
 And let the year we now begin. 
 Begin and end with thee. 
 
 4 Send down thy fpirit from above. 
 That faints may love thee more ; 
 
 And tinners now may learn to love, 
 Who never lov'd before. 
 
 5 And when before thee we appear, 
 In our eternal home, 
 
 May growing numbers worlhip here, 
 And praiie thee in our room. 
 L 2 
 
ft<o— ] HYMN CCCVIII. 
 
 HYMN CCCVIII. L. M. 
 
 Another. 
 I O LORD, by thy fupporting hand, 
 We enter on another year ; 
 And now we meet at thy command, 
 To fetk thy gracious prefcnce here. 
 
 a Have mercy on cur num'rous youth, 
 Who ycung in years are old in fin ; 
 And by thy fpirit and thy truth, 
 Shew them the ftate their fouls are in. 
 
 5 Then, by a Saviour's dying love, 
 To ev'ry wounded heart revcal'd, 
 leiDptations, fears, and guilt rcmore. 
 And be their fun, and ftrength, and ihield 
 
 4 To mourners fpeak a cheering word, 
 Or. fceking fouL vouchfafe to fliine, 
 Let poor backfrdcrsbe reftor'd, 
 
 And all thy fa:r.ti in praifes join., 
 
 5 Oh, hear our pray'r and give us hope, 
 That when thy vojce {hall call us home, 
 I'hou f:ill wilt raife a people up, 
 
 To love and praife tht-e in our room 
 
 HYMN CCCIX. C. M. 
 
 Pleading for and iv'ith youth. 
 
 1 SIN has undone our wretched race, 
 
 But Jcfus has reflor'd, 
 Ail who bciicYc and truft his grace, 
 
 An:ifeek and fcrve the Lord. 
 
 i This we repeat from year to year, 
 And prefs upon our youth ; 
 
 Lord.srive them an attentive ear. 
 And lave theni by thy truth. 
 
HYMN CCCX. [^251 
 
 3 Come, Lord, and blefs the rifing race 1 
 Make this an happy hour, 
 
 According to thy richefl grace, 
 And thine almighty pow'r. 
 
 4 Dear youth, we know ycurfinful flate ; 
 (May God your hearts renew ') 
 
 We would a while ourfelves forget, 
 To pour out pray'r for you. 
 
 5 We fee, though you perceive it not, 
 Til' approaching, awful doom ! 
 
 Oh, tremble at the folemn thought, 
 And flee the wrath to come ! 
 
 6 [Dear Saviour, let this new-born year 
 t'pread an alarm abroad ; 
 
 And cry, in ev'ry carclefs ear, 
 '' Prepare to meet thy God :'] 
 
 HYMN CCCX. L. M. 
 
 Wilder y or the dl'vim prefence ivithiirati>n» 
 I SEE, how rude winter's icy hand, 
 Has flripp'd the trees, and feal'd the ground ' 
 But fpring will loon his rage withfland, 
 An] fprcad new beauties all around- 
 
 a My foul a (liarpsr winter mourns; 
 Barren and fiuitlefs I remain ; 
 When will the gentle fpring return, 
 And bid the graces grow again ? 
 
 3 Jefu?, my glorious Sun, asife ! 
 *Tis thine the frozen heart to move ; 
 
 Oh ! huih thefe llorms and-ckar my Ikiesj 
 And let me feel thy vital love ! 
 
 4 Dear Lord, '•egard my feeble cry, 
 1 faint and droop till thou appear; 
 Wilt thcfu permit thy plant to die ^ 
 Mvift it be wliiler ali the year ? 
 
454—} HYMN CCCXr. 
 
 5 Be ftill, my foul, and wart his hour. 
 With humble pray'r and patient faith ^ 
 Till he reveals his gracious pow'r, 
 Repofe on what his promife faith. 
 
 6 He, by whofe all-commanding word, 
 Seafons their changing courfe maintain*; 
 In ev'ry change a pledge aflfords, 
 
 That none fhajl feek his face in vain. 
 
 HYMN CCCXl. C. M. 
 
 Spring, or the return of the divine prefenci, 
 X A r length the wilh'd for fpring is come j 
 
 How aher'd is the fcene ! 
 The trees and fnrubs are dreft in bloom, 
 The earth array'd in green. 
 
 a 1 fee my Saviour from on high, 
 Break through the clouds and fhine ; 
 
 No creature now more blefl than I, 
 No fong more loud than mine. 
 
 3 Thy word does all my hope revive, 
 It overcomes my foes : 
 
 It makes my languid graces thrive, 
 And bloffom hke the rofe 
 
 4 Dear Lord, a nioaument 1 fland, 
 Of what thy grace can do, 
 
 Uphold me by thy gracious hand, 
 Each changing feafon through. 
 
 HYMN CCCXII. C. M. 
 Summer, or all flejh like grafi- Ifaiah xl, 6 — 8. 
 I 1 HE grafs and fiow'rs, which clothe the field. 
 
 And look fo green and gay ; 
 Toui5h*d by the fcythe, dcfencelefs yield, 
 
 And fall, and fade away. 
 
HYMN CCCXin. [—255 
 
 2 Fit emblem of our mortal ftate ! 
 Thus in the fcripture glafs, 
 
 The young, the ftrong, the wife, the great, 
 May fee themfelves but grafs. 
 
 3 Ah ! truft not to your fleeting breath, 
 Nor call your time you'- own; 
 
 Around you fee the fcythe of death 
 Is mowing thoufands down. 
 
 4 And you, who hitherto are fpar'd, 
 Muft fhortly yie i your lives ; 
 
 Your wifdom is to be prepared, 
 Before the ilroke arrives. 
 
 J The grafs, when dead, revives ko more ; 
 
 You die to live again ; 
 Beware left death fhould prove the door 
 
 To everlafting pain. 
 6 Lord, help us to obey thy call, 
 
 And all our fms remove. 
 That when like grafs our bodies fall^ 
 
 Our fouls may rife above. 
 
 ''hymn CCCXIII. L. M. 
 
 Auivnuh ^r ^'^^ hur'ojjl is the end of the ivirld. 
 Matthew xili. 39. 
 1 SEE how brown auttum fpreads the field -, 
 Mark ho;v t:\t wliit'ning hills are turn'd ; 
 Behold thtm to the reapers yield, 
 The wheat is favd, tht tares are burn'd. 
 a Thus the great Judge, with giory crawn'd, 
 Defcends to reap the ripen'd earth ; 
 Angelic guards attend hirn down. 
 The fame who fang his humble birth. 
 3 In founds of glory, hear him fpeak ; 
 *' Go fearck around the flaming world, 
 
ij4---] K Y M N CCGXiV, 
 
 Kalle , call my faints, to rife and take 
 
 The feats from which their foes were hurl'd. 
 
 4 " Go burn the chpfF ii: endles fire, 
 
 Tn flarrses unquerch'd coiifv.me each tare ; 
 Sinners niuil feel my holy ire, 
 And fink in guilt to deep defpalr.'' 
 
 5 Thus ends the harvefl of the ear-h, 
 Angels obey the awful voice : 
 
 1 hey fave the wheat, they burn the chaff, 
 All heav> approves the fov'reign choice. 
 
 HYMN CCCXIV. L. M. 
 Tht ^e'lf-.ns, or, the year croivnediinil divine gocdr.efs, 
 
 Pfalm Ixv. n. 
 I ETEP.NAL fcurce of ev'ry joy ! 
 Wei may thy praife our lips cniploy, 
 W. i ail that goodnefs ever near, 
 Wh'ch richly crowns the circling year. 
 
 % While as the wheels of nature rcll, 
 Thy hand fupports the fteady pole : 
 The fun is taught by thee to rife. 
 And darknefs when to veil the Ikies. 
 
 3 The flow'ry fpring at thy commaHd, 
 Emba'ms the air, and paints the land : 
 The fummer rays \vith vigor fhine, 
 To raife the corn, and cheer the vine. 
 
 4 Thy hand in autumn richly pours 
 Through all our coalls redundant P-orcs; 
 And winters, fofter.d by thy care, 
 
 No more a face of horror wear. 
 
 5 Seafons, and months, and Vvceks, and days 
 Demand fucceflive forgs of praife; 
 
 Still be the chtarful homage paid. 
 With op'ning light, ard eVnirg fhade. 
 
HYMN CCCXV. [— 25i 
 
 6 Here in thy hcufs fhall incenfe rife, 
 As circling Sabbdtlis biefs our eyes ; 
 S:illwillwe make thy mercies known, 
 Around thy board, and round our ovvn. 
 
 7 Oh, may our more harmonious tongues, 
 in worlds unkno'.vn purfue the [>m^s ; 
 And in thofc: brighter courts adcr€, 
 Where days and years revolve no more. 
 
 HYMN CCCXV. C. M. 
 
 y^ morning hymn, 
 
 I 'TWAS the eternal word that fi;akc, 
 
 And faivl, " Let their be light,'' 
 It was, and at his high command, 
 
 Sprang fiom the womb of night. 
 
 a He bids the day-fpring know its place, 
 
 And g-aides the niing fun : 
 All nature owns her lovreign Lord, 
 
 And what he wills is done- 
 
 3 Should he fcrbid the fun to rife, 
 And endiefs darknefs reign ; 
 
 Ju fl i ce w oal d ul en ce e v ery m cuth , 
 Nor let a thought complain- 
 
 4 Thus, had the Sun of Rigfiteoufnefs, 
 \Neverarofsand fncnci 
 
 The frowning heav'ns had fiaih'd wiih vvrath, 
 For crimes, which ws have done. 
 
 5 Then had faivation ne'er appcar'd, 
 Nor angels fang of peace ; 
 
 7"he anthem never haJ begun, 
 Which now will never ceafe- 
 
 6 But thanks to God, the n^Tal Sua, 
 I) /cs light andhea: convajn 
 
 Th'j Sun of Rightrcufntfs will {hin« 
 An cVvrl^Hir^ day. 
 
*j6— 1 HYMN CCCXVI. 
 
 KYMN CCCXVI. Sevens. 
 A hymn to he repeated ivhen riftng. 
 
 J NOW the ihades of night are o-one • 
 Now the morring light is ccnief ' 
 Lord, rray 1 he thine today, 
 Diive the iliades of fin away, 
 a Fill my foul with heav'nly light, 
 Banifti dcsbt, and cleanfe my fjght ; 
 In thy fervice, Lord, today, 
 Kelp me Jabor, help me pray. 
 
 3 Keep my haughty pafSons bound, 
 Save me from my foes around ; 
 Going out and coming in, 
 
 Keep me fafe from ev'ry fin. 
 
 4 When my work of life is paft, 
 Oh ! receive m^e then at laft ! 
 Kight cf fin, will be no more, 
 When I reach the heav'nly (hore. 
 
 HYMN CCCXVII. C. M. 
 
 A morning hymn. 
 
 I WITH thee, great God, the ftores of light, 
 
 And ftorcs of darknefs lie ; 
 Thou form'ft the fable veil of night, 
 
 Andfpread'ft it rcund the Iky- 
 
 a And when with welcome fiumber pref&'d. 
 
 We clofe cur weary eyes, 
 Thy pow'r unfeen, fecures our reft, 
 
 And makes us joyful rife. 
 
 3 Numbers, this night, great God, have met 
 
 Their lorg eternal doom ; 
 And lofl the joys of morning light, 
 
 Is death's treaiendcu« gioora- 
 
HYMN CCCXVIII. [—157 
 
 4 NumV.rs on reftlefs beds ftill lie, 
 
 And ftill their woes bewail ; 
 While we, by thy kind hand uprais'd, 
 
 A thoufand pleafures feel. 
 <; To thee, great God, in thankful fongs, 
 
 Our morning thoughts arife : 
 Propitious in thy Son, accept 
 
 The willing facrifice. 
 
 HYMN CCCXVIII. L. M. 
 
 An evening hymn. 
 1 BLEST Lord, when darknefs veils the Ikles, 
 Prevent the fluniber of my eyes ; 
 Till bow'd before the king of kings, 
 I aCc myfelf the following things. 
 
 'i Where have I been, what have T done ? 
 
 To what new follies have 1 run } 
 
 Have I obferv'd each rifmg thought, 
 
 And done the things which God hath taught ? 
 
 3 Do fecret thoughts and adions prove 
 My love to God who reigns above ? 
 Do my afFedtlons rife on high, 
 
 As "days and nights faccolTive fiy ? 
 
 4 Do I rejoice in that wife plan, 
 Which governs all th' affairs cf man ? 
 Gives life, and health, and joy, and reft, 
 Or fends afHidion when 'tis befl ? 
 
 5 And when God's holy law I hear, 
 Does it alarm my h:art with fear ? 
 Or does it fweetly rule within, 
 
 And make me hate and fly from fm ? 
 
 6 Lord, help me fee and try my heart, 
 And fearch me through in every part; 
 Cieanfe me from fin and warm my loy«j 
 Thus fit me for the v.-orld above- 
 
«i8— J HYMN CCCXIX. 
 
 HYMN CGCXIX. C. M, 
 
 An evening hymn. 
 I INDULGENT Father ! by whofe cares 
 
 I've pafs'd another day, 
 Let me this night thy mercy fhare, 
 
 And teach me how to pray. 
 
 a Show me my fins, and how to moan 
 
 My guilt before thy face : 
 Dire<9: me, Lord, to Chrift alone, 
 
 And fave me by thy grare. 
 
 3 Speak to my confcience. fpcak thou peace, 
 Through his atoning blood : 
 
 And grant me. Lord, a full relcafe 
 From fin's oppreflive load. 
 
 4 Shew me my wants, and let me crave 
 Nothing but what is right; 
 
 Help me, by faith, on thee to live. 
 Then change my faith to fight- 
 
 5 Open to me thy gracious ear, 
 Great GoJ, my wants fupply ; 
 
 Confirm my hope, relieve my fear. 
 And bid my murm'rings die. 
 
 6 Guide me through life's myfteriou? p^ith, 
 Nor let me from thee (Iray ; 
 
 Preferve my fleeting, mortal breath, 
 Through each revolving day. 
 
 7 Let each returning night declare 
 The tokens of thy love ; 
 
 And ev'ry hour thy grace prepare 
 My foul for joys above. 
 
 8 And when on earth I clofe nun? eyes, 
 To fleep in death's embrace, 
 
 Let me to hcav'n and glory rife, 
 T' enjoy thy fmilipg i^i. 
 
HYMN CeCXX. [—159. 
 
 HYMN CCCXX, S. M. 
 
 A hymn to be repeated on going to refi. 
 
 I THE day is paft and goncj 
 
 The evening fhades appear,. 
 Oh, may I ever keep in mind. 
 
 The night of death draws near. 
 
 a I lay my garments by, 
 
 Upon my bed to reft ; 
 So death will foon remove me hence, 
 
 And leave my foul undreft. 
 
 3 Lord, keep me fafe this night,^ 
 Secure from all my feai s : 
 
 May angels guard me while I fleep, 
 Till morning light appears; 
 
 4 And when I early rife, 
 
 To view th' unwearied fun. 
 May I fet out to win the prize, 
 And after glory run ; 
 
 5 That when my days are paft, 
 And I from time remove, 
 
 Lord I may in thy bofom reft. 
 The bofom of thy love- 
 
 HYMN CCCXXI. L. M. 
 
 AJking Chrijr s pre fence on the Sabbath, 
 
 I OH, for a heart to praife and pray, 
 To fpend with Chrift this facred day, 
 For wings of faith to foar above, 
 And dafp his feet in arms ofiove- 
 a rd hold him faft, till he {hould give, 
 A word of grace and bid me live : 
 I'd plead his blood for guilt and fin. 
 Till he fliould cleanfe from every ftaia> 
 
a6o~] HYMN CCCXXII. 
 
 3 On him, whofe glories fiU the CdeSj 
 I'd gaze and fix my wond'ring eyes, 
 Copy his beauties on my heart, 
 
 Till love transform in evry part. 
 
 4 'Tishe can clothe my naked foul, 
 And by a word can make me whole ; 
 Send peace and patience to the mind, 
 And give a heart to God refign'd. 
 
 HYMN CCCXXII. As the 148th Pfal. 
 
 A hymn for the Lord's day morning. 
 
 I AWAKE, our drowfy fouls, 
 
 Shake off each flothful band, 
 
 The wonders of this day 
 
 Our nobleftfongs demand. 
 Aufpiciou«3 morn ! thy blifsful rays, 
 Bright feraphs hail, in fongs of praifc 
 
 a At thy approaching dawn, 
 
 Reluclant death'rellgn'd 
 
 The glorious Prince of life, 
 
 In dark domains confin'd : 
 Th' angelic hofl around him bends, 
 And 'midft their fliouts, the God afcends. 
 
 5 All hail, triumphant Lord, 
 
 Heav'n with hofaanas rings ; 
 
 While earth, in humbler ftrains, 
 
 Thy praife refponfive fings : 
 Worthy art thou, who once waft ilain. 
 Thro' cndlefs years, to live and reign. 
 
 4 Gird on, great God, thy fword, 
 
 Afccnd thy conqu'ring car, 
 
 While juftice, tru'h, and love 
 
 Klaintain the glorious war : 
 Vidorioup, thoa thy foes fhalt tread, 
 And fin and hell in triumph lead, 
 
HYMN CCCXXIir. [— j6i 
 
 5 Make bare thy potent arm, 
 
 And wing th' unerring dart, 
 
 With falutary pangs, 
 
 To each rebellious hearfi : 
 Then dying fouls for life fliall fue, 
 Num'rous as drops of morning dew. 
 
 HYMN CCCXXIII. C. M. 
 
 A hymn for the evening of the Lord's day, 
 
 I FREQUENT the day of God returns, 
 
 To fhed its quick'ning beams ; 
 And yet how flow devotion burns ! 
 
 How languid are its Sanies ! 
 
 a Accept my faint attempts to love, 
 
 My frailties, Lord, forgive ; 
 I would be like thy faints above, 
 
 And praife thee while I live- 
 
 3 Afiid me while I wander here, 
 Amidll a world of cares ; 
 
 Incline my heart to pray with love, 
 And then accept my pfay'rs- 
 
 4 Releafe my foul from every chain, 
 No more hell's captive led ; 
 
 And pardon a repeating child, 
 For whom the Saviour bled. 
 
 5 Spare me, my God, Oh, fpare the fcul, 
 That gives itfelf to thee ; 
 
 Take all that I poffdV below, 
 And give thy face to fee- 
 
 6 Thv fpirit, O my Father, give, 
 To be my guide and friend, 
 
 To light my ways to ceafelefs joys, 
 To Sabbaths without end. 
 
ftt>2— ] HYMN CCCXXIV. 
 
 HYMM CCCXXIV. L. M. 
 
 The eternal Sabbath. Heb. iv. f . 
 I THINE earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love. 
 But there's a nobler reft above ; 
 To that our longing fouls afpire. 
 With ardent pangs of ftrong defire. 
 
 1 No more fatigue, no more diftrefs, 
 Nor fin nor hell fhall reach the place ; 
 No groans to mingle with the fongs, 
 "Which warble from immortal tongua. 
 
 3 No rude alarms of raging foes ; 
 No cares to break the long repofe .; 
 No midnight (hade, no clouded fun, 
 Obfcures the luftre of thy throne- 
 
 4 Around thy throne, grant we may vntct^ 
 And give us but the loweft feat ; 
 
 We'll fhout thy praife, and join the fong 
 Of the triumphant, holy throng. 
 
 HYMN CCCXXV. C. M. 
 
 *Tbe covenant -with Abraham and all bilicvers the 
 
 fame- — A hymn for baptlfm 
 I WKEN-Godthe Patriarch Abr'am call'd, 
 
 And chofe him for his own ; 
 " Abr'am, he faid, behold thy Gcd, 
 
 And own thyfelf my ion- 
 
 a " A gracious cov'nant now I make, 
 
 To give thee Canarn's reft ; 
 From thee fhall come a glorious feed. 
 
 To make the nations bleft. 
 
 3 " This promife is to thee reveal'd, 
 
 To raife thy hope and love ; 
 By faith behold my firft born foe 
 
 Di.fcending frox abovC' 
 
HYMN CCCXXVT. [—263 
 
 4 " Hear my command, nor dare tranfgrefs, 
 But own my right divine ; 
 
 'Tis circumcifion 1 ordain, 
 To mark thy Cons as mine. 
 
 5 " By this make known and feal thy faith, 
 Thy children give to God ; 
 
 And learn the meaning of the rite, 
 Which.points to purer blood" 
 
 6 Lord ! may we come with Abr'am's faith. 
 To thee our infants give ; 
 
 Acctpt our bab>:5, impart the grace 
 Which makes young finners live, 
 
 7 Thy covnant ever ftands the fame, 
 Seal'd by a rite that's new, 
 
 •Baptiz'd and mark'd, O Lord, as thine, 
 >?^' form their hearts anew, 
 
 HYMN CCCXXVI. C M. 
 
 1 :itle cbildren prefented to Chriji in baptifm. 
 I HOW great our glorious Shepherd's love, 
 
 Difplay'd in all its forms ! 
 He feeds his flock, he guards his lambs, 
 
 And folds them in his arms- 
 
 i " Forbid them not," he fays, " to coma. 
 
 And tafte a Saviour's love ; 
 They ftand within my kingdom here, 
 
 And fhall in heav'n above. 
 
 3 " In all my promifes of good 
 Made to my church below, 
 
 I ne'er forgot, I dill include 
 TJheir infant offspring too" 
 
 4 Let U5 accept the offer'd grace. 
 And give our babes to God, 
 
 -By faith apply the gofpel feal. 
 Which points to Jefu's blood. 
 
^64--] HYMN CCCXXVII. 
 
 5 Encourag'dby his word we come, 
 With humble hope infpir'd ; 
 
 That he will take them in his arm?, 
 And give the grace requir'd. 
 
 HYMN CCCXXVil. L. M. 
 
 Circumc'ifton and hapt'ifm. 
 I ONCE did the ions of Abr'am pafs, 
 Under the bloody feal of grace ; 
 The young difciples bore the yoke, 
 Till Chrift the painful bondage broke. 
 
 a By milder ways doth jefus prove, 
 His Father's cov'nant and his love; 
 He feals to faints his glorious grace, 
 And not forbids their infant race. 
 
 3 Their feeed are fprinkled with his bloCd, 
 Their children fet apart for God ; 
 
 His fpirit en their offspring (bed, 
 l-ike water pour'd upon the head. 
 
 4 Let ev'ry faint, with cheerful voice, 
 In this large covenant rejoice ; 
 Young children, in their early day?, 
 Shall give the God of Abr'am praife. 
 
 HYMN CCCXXVIII. C. M. 
 
 Looli on hhn-nuhom they pierced and maurn* 
 
 1 INFINITE grief, amazing woe, 
 B-jhold my bleeding Lord ; 
 
 Hell and the Jews confpir'd his death, 
 And us'd the R-OxTian fv.xrd. 
 
 2 Oh, t'lie ftarp pangs of fmarting pain 
 My dear Redeemer bore, 
 
 When knotty v^'hips, and ragged thorns, 
 His facred body tore, 
 
HYMN CCCXXfX [—:6j; 
 
 3 But knotty whips, and ragged thorns, 
 In vain do I accufe : 
 
 Jn vain I blame the Roman bands, 
 And the more fpiteful Jews. 
 
 4 'Twere yoa, my fins, my cruel dm. 
 His chief tormentors were ; 
 
 Each of my crimes became a nail, 
 And uiibiiief the ipear. 
 
 5 'Twere you that puU'd the vengeance dowr. 
 Upon his guiklets head ; 
 
 Creak, break my heart, oh, burft mine eyes, 
 And let my forrows bleed. 
 
 6 Strike, mighty grace, my ftubborn foul, 
 Till melting waters flow, 
 
 And deep repentance drown mine eyes 
 In undiiTcmblcd v/oe. 
 
 HYMN CCCSXIX. L. M. 
 
 CruciJiKion to the iverld by the crofs of Cl'iiji- 
 Gal. vi. 14. 
 
 1 WHEN I furvcy the wond'rous crofs. 
 On which the Prince of gloi-y dy'd, 
 My richeft gain I count bnt lofs, 
 And mourning weep o'er all my pride- 
 
 a Forbid it. Lord, that I ihould boaft, 
 .Save in the death of Chrili myOod ; 
 Ail the vain thinp^i that charm m.e inc;! 
 I facrifice them to his biood- 
 
 3 Seel from his he;^d, his hand;, his l.c:. 
 Sorrow and lo^eflovv mingled do v.'n ! 
 Did e'er fuch lo/e a-:d jbrrow meet : 
 Or thorns comoore io rich a crown ? 
 
 M 
 
i^6-] H Y M N CCCXXX. 
 
 4 Ilie 'lying crimfon, like a robe, 
 Spreads o'er his bocy on the tree ; 
 'j hen am I dead to a!l the globe, 
 /vnd all the globe is desd to me. 
 
 5 Were fbc wbole realm of nature mine, 
 That were a prefert far too fmall ; 
 
 i.ove fo sntazifig:, fo divine, 
 DemsTids ir.y foul, my life, my all. 
 
 HYMN CCCXXX. L. M. 
 
 Strength from a vkw of the Crofs. 
 
 I WHEN I the hh^i Redeemer fee, 
 aI! bit cdinp; on th' sccurfed tree ; 
 Satan and iin no more can move, 
 For 1 am ail transform'd to love. 
 
 7, His thorns and nails pierce thro' my heart, 
 if] evVy groan I bear, a part; 
 i v'ww his wounds with flreaming eyes, 
 EiTt fee ! l>e bov.'s his head and dies ! 
 
 3 Come, fmners, view the Lamb of God, 
 Wounded ar.d dead, and bath'd in blood ! 
 Behold his fide, and venture near, 
 
 The fpring of endlefs life is here. 
 
 4 Here I forget my cares and pains ; 
 1 drink, yet ftill my thirft remains ; 
 Oniy tht: fountain-head above, 
 
 Can fatJsfy the thirft of love, 
 
 5 Oh, that I thus could always feel ! 
 Lord, more and more thy love reveal ! 
 Then my glad tongue ft all loud proclaim 
 The ^race and glory of thy name. 
 
HYMN CCCXXXI. [—^67 
 
 6 Thy name difpels aiy guilt and fear, 
 P.evives my heart,, and charms my ear ; 
 Affords a balm for ev'ry wound. 
 Then I with love thy praife refound. 
 
 • HYMN CCCXXXI. As joth Pfalm. 
 
 God^s love to the zuorld in fending Chrijl for iis Rc' 
 demption- John iil. 1 6. 
 1 SING to the Lord a new melodious fcng : 
 Affift the Choir, ye tribes of ev'ry tongue : 
 Wide as the world his fov'reign mercy reigns; 
 Wide as the world refound the rapt'rous ftrains. 
 
 Ye Angels, join the joyful acclamation. 
 
 And fing the Love, that brings to men Salvation^ 
 
 % His gracious eye beheld in full furvey, 
 Where Adam's race in mingled ruin iay ; 
 No human aid the danger could avert ; 
 No Angel's hand could foothe the raging 
 fmart ; 
 In his own breaft divine compaflion rifes, 
 And the grand fcheme the hoft of Heav"n fur- 
 prifes- 
 
 3 God'soniy Son withheav^nly glories bright, 
 His Father's faireft image and delight, 
 Jullice and grace the vi(5lim have decreed. 
 To wear our flefh, and in that fleih to bleed : 
 
 Protlratc in dufl, ye finners, all adore him, 
 And tremble, while your hearts rejoice before 
 him. 
 
 4 The wond'rous work is done ; the Cov*- 
 
 nant ftood. 
 
 And Chrift atones for human guilt with blood; 
 
 Nail'd to the tree he bov/s his facred head ; 
 
 A mangled corpfe he fojourns with the dead ; 
 Rifing, the Gofpel fends thro' ev'ry nation ; 
 Sinners believe, and gain complete Salvation, 
 
168—] HYMN CCCXXXFI. 
 
 K Father of grace, accept our humble praife ; 
 
 Oh, let ii run thro' everlafting days ! 
 
 Andthou, L'cH Saviour, fpot!efs Ian b of God, 
 
 Accept thefouls dcar-ranibm'd with thy Hood. 
 And to tiiofe fc::a;f , form all our fccb'e voices. 
 In which the choir round thy bright throne 
 rejoices. 
 
 HYMN cccxxxii. Eights and Sevens. 
 
 The refurreBion of ChrijI. 
 
 i' SEE the viclorious J?fus come, 
 Rifing triumphant from the tomb, 
 Th' Almighty conq'ror quits the pris'n ; 
 And angels tell the Lord is ris'n. 
 Angels, angils, angels, argels, 
 Angeis teil the Lord is ris'n- 
 
 a Ye guilty fouls that groan and grieve, 
 Hear the glad tidings, iiear and live : 
 God's right€t)us law is fatisfy'd, 
 And ju^ice now is on your fide. 
 Juilicti, juilicejjuftice, juftice, 
 Juftice now is on your fide. 
 
 3 Your Surety, thus releas'd by God, 
 Pleads the rich ranfom of his blodd, 
 No new demand, no bar remains ; 
 But mercy now triumphant reigns- 
 Mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy, 
 Mercy now triumphant reigns, 
 
 4 Believer«,hail your rifmg Head, 
 See Jefus coming from the dead. 
 Your reU!rre<5tion's fure. throisgh his, 
 To endlefs life, and boundiefs biif::.- 
 Endiefs, endlefs, endlcf?, endlefs, 
 Endicfs life, and boundiefs, blifs. 
 
HYMN CCCXXXIII. [^469 
 
 HYMN CCCXXXIII. L. M. 
 The injiitutkn of the Lord's /upper. Matthew 
 xxvi. ■26—^29. 
 I 'TWAS on that nightwhendocm'd tokncw 
 The eager rage of ev'ry foe, 
 That night in which he was betray'd, 
 The Saviour of the world took bread : 
 
 a And, after thanks and glory giv'n 
 To him that rules in earth and heavn, 
 That fynibol of his flefh he broke, 
 And thus to all hi? foU'wers fpoke : 
 
 3 " My broken body thus I give 
 For you, for all ; take, eat, and live : 
 And oft the facred rite renew, 
 
 That brings my wond'rous love to view." 
 
 4 Then in his hands the Cup he rais'd, 
 And Gcd anew he ihank'd and prais'd ; 
 While Idndnefs in his bofom glow'd, 
 And from his lips falvation flow'd. 
 
 5 " My blood I thus pour forth, he cries, 
 To cleanfe the foul in fin that lies ; 
 
 In this the covenant is feal'd. 
 
 And heav'n's eternal grace reveal'd. 
 
 6 With love to man thi? cup is fraught, 
 Lft all partake lYie. lacred draught, 
 Through latell ages let it pour. 
 
 In mem'ry of my dying hour." 
 
 HYMN CCCXXXIV, L. M. 
 Chr'ijl dyings ^'Ifi^gt and reigning. 
 1 HE dies ! the friend of finners dies ! 
 Lo, Salem's daughters weep around ! 
 A foieran darknefs veils the ikies ! 
 A fudden trembling Ihakcs the ground ! 
 
ayo— ] HYMN CCCXXXV, 
 
 2, Come, faints, and drop a tear or two, 
 Forhiai who groaird btneath your load ; 
 He fhed a thoufand drops for you, 
 A thourand drops of richer blood ! 
 
 3 Here's love and grief beyond degree, 
 The Lord of glcry dies for men ! 
 
 But \o ! wliat fudden joys wc fee ! 
 Jcfus the dead revives again ! 
 
 4 The rifing God forfakes the tomb ! 
 Up to his>Facbcr's court he flies ; 
 CiieruTvic legions guard him home, 
 And fhout him welcome to the frcies ! 
 
 5 Ertak oiFyoar tears, ye faints, and teil. 
 How high our great delivre-r reigr.s ! 
 Sing how hefpoird tkc hoftsofheil, 
 And led devouring death in chains ! 
 
 6 S;iy, " live forever, wond'rous King, 
 *' Ei;in to rede.:5;i, andfirorg to {i.y~t '." 
 Then fipg, " O death where is thy fling ? 
 
 " And vJierc's rliy vl^^lory. boafling grave ?" 
 
 Hyr-TN CCCXXXV. ■;. :.:. , 
 
 An in-vir-iion to tlr gofpd feoji Luke xiv. 22* 
 
 1 YE wretched, hu;>gry, flarving poor. 
 Behold a royal feaft 1 
 
 Where mercy fpreads her bounteous flore, 
 For every humble guefc. 
 
 2 Se€, Jefus ftands with open arms; 
 He calls, he bids you come ; 
 
 Guik holds ycu back, and fear alarms j 
 
 But fee, there yet is room : 
 j3 Room in the Saviour's breeding heart J 
 
 Txicre love aad pity rr.est ; 
 
HYMN CCCXXXVr. [— zyi 
 
 Nor wiii he bid the foul depart, 
 That trembles at his feet. 
 
 4 In him the Father reconcil'd, 
 Invites your fouls to come ; 
 
 The rebel llrali be caJi'd a child, 
 And kindly welcom'd home- 
 
 5 Oh. cp;r.e, and with his childien talle 
 The biciiings of«his love ; 
 
 While hjpe attends the fwuet rcpalh 
 Of nobler joys above, 
 
 6 There, with united heart and voic?, 
 Before th' eternal throne. 
 
 Ten thoufand thoui'and fouls rejoice. 
 In ecUacies unknown. 
 
 7 And yet ten tlioafand t'loiif.iud more. 
 A 5^ welcome flill to co.nc -. 
 
 'Yf longing fouls, th^ grace adore, 
 ipproach, there vet is room. 
 
 hVMM cccx:vj:vr. c. m. 
 Praifs to the Rcdsimcj'. 
 
 ^ 1 fjr a thoufand tongu-.s to Gi^g 
 
 My dear R.edeemer's piaife ! 
 The glories of ray God and King, 
 
 Tlie triumphs of bis grace ! 
 a My graciou- Mailer and my God, 
 
 Allill me to prcjclaim, 
 To fpread through all the ear Ji abroad 
 
 The honors of :hy ifa.rie. 
 
 3 Jifus, the name that calm« our f' ars, 
 That bids our forroivs ceafe ; 
 
 "f is mufic i.i th: Unacr s ea:- ; 
 *Vis U£e« aoi beaich, ani p<ac3. 
 
a;2— ] HYMN CCCXXXVII. 
 
 4 He breaks the powr of reigning fin, 
 He fets the pris'ner free ; 
 
 His blood can make the foulefl clean ; 
 His blood avail'd for me. 
 
 5 Let US obey, we then fhall know. 
 Shall feel our fins forgiv'n ; 
 
 Anticipate our heav'n belew, 
 And own that love is heav'n. 
 
 HYMN CCCXXXVII. S. M. 
 
 ^h-: ff>int,theivattry ami the blood. 1 John, V. 6. 
 
 I LET all our tongues be one, 
 To praife our God on high, 
 Who from his bofom fent his Son 
 To bring us Grangers nigh- 
 
 1 Nor let our voicos ceafe 
 To fing the Saviour's name ; 
 Jefus, th' Ambaffador of peace. 
 How cheerfully he came ! 
 
 3 It coft him cries and tears 
 To bring us near to God ; 
 
 Gre?.t was cur debt, and he appeavj 
 To make the payment good. 
 
 4 My Saviour's pierced fide 
 Pcur'd down a double flood ; 
 
 By water we are purify 'd, 
 And pardon'd by the blood- 
 
 5 Infinite was our guilt, 
 But he, our Prieft, atones; 
 
 On the cold ground his life was fpilt 
 And ofter'd with his groans. 
 
 f Lcrk up, my foul, to him 
 "V^'hofe death was thy defeit. 
 
HYMN CCCXXXVIII. [—273 
 
 And humbly view the living ftream 
 Flow from his breaking heart. 
 
 7 There, on the curfed tree. 
 In dying pangs he lies ; 
 
 Fulfils his Father's great decree, 
 And all our wants fuppliea. 
 
 8 Thus the Redeemer came, 
 By water and by blood ; 
 
 And when the Spirit fpeaks the fame. 
 We feel his witnefs good. 
 
 9 While the eternal Three 
 Their record bear above. 
 
 Here I believe he dy'd for me, 
 And feal my Saviour's love. 
 
 10 Lord, cleanfe my foul from fill, 
 Nor let thy grace depart ; 
 
 Great Comforter ! abide within, 
 And witnefs to my heart. 
 
 HYMN CCCXXXVIII. L. M. 
 
 Cbriji the jirji and the laji, humbled to death, and 
 exalted to an eternal triumph over it. Revelation 
 i. 17, 18. 
 
 2 WHAT myfl'ries, Lord, in thee combine ! 
 Jefus, once mortal, yet divine ; 
 
 The firft, the lall ; the end, the head ; 
 The fource of life among the dead ! 
 
 a O love, beyond the ftretch of thought ! 
 What matchlefs wonders hath it wrought ! 
 Faith tremsbles when (he fees the load 
 Borne by the fufF'ring fon cf Gcd. 
 
 3 Hail, royal conqu'ror o'er the grave, 
 Tender to pity, ftrong to fave • 
 
 M 2 
 
474—] HYMN CCCXXXIX. 
 
 For ever live, for ever reign, 
 
 And profp'rous may thy throne remain ! 
 
 4 Thy Saints, obedient to thy word. 
 With humble joy, furround thy beard ; 
 And, long as time purfues its race, 
 Proclaim thy death, and fliout thy grace. 
 
 5 In the full choir, where angels join 
 Their harps cf melody divine, 
 
 Thy death infpires a fong of praife, 
 New thro' thy life's eternal days. 
 
 HYMN CCCXXXIX. S. M. 
 ChrtJVs inter cejjton. 
 
 1 OUR great Redeemer's gone 
 To plead before our God, 
 
 To fprinkle o'er the flaming throne, 
 With his atoning blood. 
 
 2 No fiery vengeance now. 
 
 No burning wrath comes down ; 
 If juftice calls for fmners blood, 
 The Saviour (hows his own. 
 
 3 Before his Father's eye 
 Our humble fuit he moves ; 
 
 The Father lays his thunder by. 
 And looks, and fmiles, and loves. 
 
 4 Now may our joyful tongues 
 Our Maker's honor fing, 
 
 Jefus, the Prieft, receives our fongs, 
 xlnd bears them to the King. 
 
 5 We bow before his face, 
 An 1 found his glories high, 
 
 " Hofanna to the God of grace, 
 "•' That lays his thunder by. 
 
HYMN CCCXL. [—175 
 
 6 " On earth thy mercy reigns, 
 
 *' And triumphs all above ." 
 But Lord, how weak are mortal ftrains 
 
 To fpeak immortal love. 
 
 HYMM CCCXL. C. M. 
 
 Godly, farrow arijing from the fufftringi of Chrifi. 
 
 I ALAS ! and did my Saviour bleed ? 
 
 And did my Sov'reign die ? 
 Would he devote that facred head 
 
 For fuch a worm zs I ? 
 
 a Thy body flair, fweet Jefus. thine, 
 
 And bath'd in its own blood, 
 While ail expcTs'd to wrath divine, 
 
 The glorious SufF'rer flood. 
 
 3 Was it for crimes that 1 had dene 
 He groan'd upon the tree ? 
 
 Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! 
 And love beyond degree ! 
 
 4 Well might the fun in darknefs hide. 
 And (hut his glories in, 
 
 When God the mighty Maker dy'd 
 For man tlie creature's fin 
 
 5 Thus might I hide my blulhing face. 
 While hi'; dear crofs appears ; 
 
 Diffolve my heart in thankful-nei's, 
 And melt my .eyes to tears. 
 
 6 But drops of tears can ne er repay 
 The dL'bt of love I owe ; 
 
 Kere, Lord, I give myfelj away^ 
 Tis aU tftdt I Mil 4o< 
 
476—] HYMN CCCXLI. ' 
 
 HYMN CCCXLI. L. M. 
 
 The goodnifs of Qod ackno-wledgeci^ in giving fafiori 
 aftur Lis own heart. Jcrem. iii. 15, 
 
 ^t the Setllement of a Mintfter. 
 
 1 SHEPHERD of Ifr'el, thou doft keep, 
 With conftant care thy humble (hecp ; 
 By thee inferior paftors rife, 
 To feed oiir fouls, and blefs our eyes- 
 
 a To all thy churchc.<iruch impart, 
 
 Modell'd by thy own gracioBs heart ; 
 
 Whofe courage, watchfulnefs, and love, J 
 
 Men may attcft, and God approve. SJ 
 
 3 Fed by their z&\vc tender care, 
 Healthful may all thy (beep appear. 
 And, by their fair example led, 
 The way to Zion's pallures tread. 
 
 4 Here haft thou liften'd to our vows, 
 And fcatter'd bleffings on thy houfe ; 
 Thy faints are fucccur'd, and no more 
 As fheep without a guide deplore. 
 
 5 Completely heal each former ftrokr, 
 And bltfs the fhcpherd and the flock ; 
 Confirm the hopes thy mtrcies raife, 
 And ov, n this tribute of our praife. 
 
 HYMN CCCXLII. C. M. 
 
 Watchitg for fouls in tie view of the great account. 
 Heb, xiii. 17. 
 For the Ordination of a Minijler. 
 x LET Zion's watchmen ail awake, 
 
 And take th' alarm they give ; 
 Now let them from the month of God 
 Their fclcnwi charge receive- 
 
HYMN CCCXLllI. [—^77 
 
 a 'Tis not a caufe of fmall import 
 
 The paflor's care de.nands ; 
 But what might fill an angel's hcait, 
 
 And fill'd a Saviour s hands. 
 
 3 Th«y watch for fouls, for which the Lord 
 Did heuvniy blifb forego ; 
 
 For fouls, which muft forever live, 
 In raptnrc:s, or in woe, 
 
 4 All to the preat tribunal haile, 
 Th' account to render there ; 
 
 And fliould'fi: thcu flriNilly mavk our fdultt, 
 Lord, how fliould we appear ? 
 
 5 May they that Jefws, whom they prescb, 
 Their own Redeemer fee: 
 
 And wat^h thou daiiy o'er thtir fouls, 
 That they may watch for thee. 
 
 HYMN CCCXLin. L, M. 
 
 0/7 opening a nenv place fur zvDrJhip, 
 
 Pfalm Jxxxvii. 5. 
 
 1 AND will the great eternal Go.l 
 On earth eilab'ifh'his ahode ? 
 And will he frojn his radiant throne 
 Avaw our temples for his own ? 
 
 a We bring the tribute of our praife, 
 And fiBg that coni-foendirp ^rarc. 
 Which to our note, willjend an ear, 
 And call us finfid mortals iicur- 
 
 3 Our Father's watchful care we bicfg, 
 Which guards our fynajjogucs in peace, 
 That no tumu'tuous foes invade. 
 To r>i| 01 if v.\n-n.;{>p ,-, v^;.h drcaU- 
 
ajS—j HYMN CCGXLIV. 
 
 4 Thrie -w alls we to thy honor raife ; 
 
 LoT.g may they echo -with thy praile ; 
 And Thou deicendu-g fill the place 
 \^'':th chciccfl 'ckens of thy grace- 
 
 5 K^e let the great Reeeemer : e.^t:, 
 With all the graces of his train ; 
 While pov.'r divine his vcrd atttr.-^s 
 Tc conquer fees ar.d cheer hisfricri; 
 
 6 And in tl:e great decifive day. 
 When Gcd the nation* fhall furvey. 
 May it bfff re the world appear; 
 That crcv.'ds were bom tog'cr}' her: 
 
 HVMN CCCXLIV. L. M. 
 
 j^ thanifg't'ving hymn. 
 1 I ^^IGHTY Sov'reign of the fties, 
 To fhee let fo rgs cf gladsefs rife, 
 Each grateful heart its tribute bring. 
 And evry \z\zt tin- goodnefs£rg. 
 
 <s 'T\v2s thou that built this fpacious earth, 
 T hou gav'ft to ev'ry creature birth, 
 I- 'er. n-'an wa« fafhJr^n'i by thy h?rd, 
 And argels g'ovi'd at thy coa-.n-ard- 
 
 3 From thee oar cholceft blciSngs 3ow, 
 'L.Vt, ht-alth. and l^renglll thy hands befiow. 
 The tzi'.y good thy creatures fhare, 
 Springs from thy providential care. 
 
 4 The rich profufion nature yields, 
 Tht harvefts waving o'er the fields, 
 The cheering light, refrefhing Ciowlr, 
 Are g'fts from thy ciauftlefs Acre. 
 
 ^ At thy conamard the vernal b'oom, 
 PMivi-. :fac world from winUTS g'cdai. 
 
HYMN N:CCXLV. [—179 
 
 The fummer's heat the fruit matures, 
 And autumn all her treafures pours, 
 
 6 From thee proceed domeftic ties, 
 Connubial bhfs, paternal joys ; 
 
 On thy fupport the nations {land, 
 Obedient to thy high command. 
 
 7 But how {hall frail imperfcft man, 
 Whofc being reaches but a fpan, 
 Attempt in earth-born ftrains tc prove, 
 The wonders cf Redeeming love ! 
 
 8 Let ev'ry pow'r of heart and tccgue, 
 Unite to fweli the j:;rateful fong. 
 While age and youth in chorus join, 
 And pra;fe the Majefty divine- 
 
 HYMN CCCXLV. L. M. 
 
 Tlar.kfg'fvingfor national deliverance^ at J improve 
 
 mint of it. Luke i. 74,75- 
 
 1 PRAISE to the Lord, who bows his ear, 
 Propitious to his people's pray'r ; 
 
 And. tlio' deliv'rance long delay, 
 Anf A'ers in his weil-chofen day. 
 
 2 Oh, may our tongues thy praifc proclaim, 
 And fpeak the glories of thy name j 
 
 Lord, help u* all thy love to fing, 
 And thankful tribute to thee bring. 
 
 3 Our temple?, guarded from the flame, 
 Shall echo thy triumphant name -. 
 
 And ev'ry peac:;t"ul private home 
 To thee a temple ihaii become. 
 
 4 Still be it our fuprexe delight 
 To walk 33 in thy honor'd light : ' 
 Still in thy precepts and thy fear 
 To life's laft hoior to perfcvcre. 
 
^Sc—] HYMN CCCXLVI. 
 
 HYMN CCCXLVI. C. M. 
 
 Fcr a public faji 
 
 t SEE, gracious God, before thy throne 
 
 Thy mourning people bend ! 
 'TJs on thy fov'reign grace alone, 
 
 Our humble hopes depend. 
 
 a Tremendous judgments from thy hand, 
 
 Tliy dreadful pow'r difplay ; 
 Ytt mercy fpares this guilty land, 
 
 And f!i!l wt live to pray. 
 
 3 What num'rous crimes increafing rife, 
 
 Through this apoftate land ! 
 What land fo favor'd of the flcies, 
 
 Yet th'jughtlefs of thy hand ? 
 
 4. How chang'a, alas ! are truths divine, 
 
 For error, guilt, and Ihasne ! 
 What impious numbers, bold in fm, 
 
 Difgrace the chriftian name ! 
 
 5 Regardlefs of thy fmile or frown, 
 Their pleafures they require ; 
 
 And fink with gay indiff'rence down 
 To everlafiing fire. 
 
 6 Ch, turn us, turn us. mighty Lord, 
 By thy refifilefs grace ; 
 
 Then ftall our hearts obey thy word, 
 And humbly feek thy face. 
 
 7 [Then, fhould infuking foes invade, 
 V/c fhal rot fink in fear ; 
 
 Secure of never-failing aid, ^ 
 If God, our God, is near. } 
 
HYMN CCCXLVII. [—182 
 
 HYMN CCCXLVII. L. M. 
 
 Of lamenting national ftns. Ezek. ix. 4 — 6. 
 
 For a fajl'day, 
 
 1 O RIGHTEOUS God, thou judge fupreme, 
 We tremble at thy dreadful name, 
 And all our trying guilt we own 
 In duil and tears before thy throne. 
 
 a So manifold our crimes have been, 
 Such crinifon tln(5lure dyes our fin. 
 That, could we all its horrors know. 
 Our ftreaming eyes with blood might flow. 
 
 3 Eflrang'd from reverential awe, 
 We trample on thy facred law ; 
 
 Ard, tho' fuck wonders grace hath done, 
 Anew we crucify his Son. - 
 
 4 Juftly might this polluted land. 
 Prove all the vengeance of thy hand ; 
 
 And bailiM in heav'n, thy fword might come 
 To drink our blood, and feal our doom- 
 
 5 Yet hafl thou not a remnant here, 
 Whofe fou'is are fill'd with pious feari 
 Oh, bring tby wonted r\-.ercy nigh. 
 While proftrate at thy feet they lie. 
 
 6 Behold their tears, attend their moan, 
 Nor turn away their fecret groan : 
 With thefe we join our humble pray'r ; 
 Our nation Ihield, our country fpare- 
 
 7 [But if the fentence be decreed. 
 And our dear native land mufl bleed, 
 By thy fure mark may we he known, 
 And fave in life or death thy own. ] 
 
a8z— ] HYMN CCCXLVlir. 
 
 HYMN CCCXLVIII. C. M. 
 
 Sick led rifliSions. 
 I MY foul uould fain indulge a hope 
 
 To reach the heav'nly fhore ; 
 And when I drop this cyiiig fleih, 
 
 That I ihall fin no more. 
 
 % That then I fliall behold the Lamb, 
 
 Who once for fm vvasfl^in, 
 But rcfe triumphing o'er the grave, 
 
 And en his throne doth reign. 
 
 3 I hope to hear and join the fong. 
 That faints and angels raife, 
 
 And while eternal ages roll, 
 To fing eternal praife. 
 
 4 But Oh, this dreadful heart of un ; 
 It may deceive me flill, 
 
 And'*hile I look for joys above, 
 May plunge me down to hell. 
 
 5 The fcene mufl then forever clofe, 
 Probation at an end, 
 
 No gofj.el grace can reach me there, 
 No pardon there defcend- 
 
 6 Come then, O bielTed Jefus, con.t, 
 To me thy fpirit give : 
 
 Shine through a dark, benighted fou!, 
 And bid a Gnner live. 
 
 HYMN CCCXLIX. C. M. 
 
 For a time of genera i/icknefs . 
 
 J DEATH with his dread commiiTisn feal'd, 
 
 Now haftcns to his arms : ' 
 In awful ftatc be t^kes the f.cld, 
 
 And founis hi* '-ii'e aUrm». 
 
HYMN CCCL. [— a8i 
 
 a Attendant plagues around him ftancl, 
 
 And wait his dread command ; 
 And pains, and dying groans obey 
 
 The fignal of nis hand. 
 
 3 With cruel force, he fcatters round 
 His Ihafts of deadly pow'r ; 
 
 While the grave waits its deftin'd prey^ 
 Impatient to devour. 
 
 4 Look up, ye heirs of endicfsjoy, 
 Nor let your fears prevail ? 
 
 Eternal life is your rew ard, 
 When life on earth fhall fail. 
 
 5 What though his darts, promifcuous hurl'd, 
 Deal fatal plagues around ; 
 
 And heaps of putrid carcafes 
 O'erload the cumber' d ground ; 
 
 6 The arrows, that {hall wound your flefh, 
 Were giv'n him from above, 
 
 Dipt in the great Redeemer's blood, 
 And feather'd all with love. 
 
 7 Thefe, with a gentle hand, he throws, 
 And faints lie gafping too ; 
 
 But heav'nly ftrength fupports their fouls, 
 And bears them conqu'rors through, 
 
 HVMN CCCL. C. M. 
 
 Compla ini and hope under great pain. 
 
 I LORD, I am pain'd, but I refign 
 
 My body to thy will; 
 *ri5 grace, 'tis wifdom all divine, 
 
 Appoints the pains I feel. 
 
 % Dark ore the ways of providence, 
 While they who lovs thcc gtoan; 
 
a84— ] HYMN CCCLI. 
 
 Thy reafoHs lie concealed fromfenfe 
 Myfterious and unknown. 
 
 3 Yet nature may have leave to fpeak, 
 And plead before her God, 
 
 Left the o'erburden'd heart (houid break 
 Beneath thine heavy rod- 
 
 4 Thefe mournful groans and flowing tears, 
 Give my poor fpirit eafe ; 
 
 "While ev'ry groan my Father hears, 
 And ev'ry tear he fees- 
 
 5 [How fhall I glorify my God, 
 In bonds of grief confin'd ? 
 
 Damp'dis my vigor, while this cIoJ 
 Hangs heavy on my mind.] 
 
 6 Is not fome fmiling hour at hand 
 With peace upon its wings ? 
 
 Give it, O God, thy fwifc command, 
 With all the joys it brings. 
 
 HYMM CCCLI. C. M. 
 F raife for reccuery from Jichnefs. Pf. civiii- lo, I^. 
 
 X SOV'REIGN of life, I own thy hand 
 
 In every chaft'ning ftroke; 
 And while I fmart beneath thy rod. 
 
 Thy pre fence I invoke. 
 
 % To thee in my diftrefs I cry'd, 
 
 And thou haft bow'd thine ear ; 
 Thy pow'rful v/ord my life prolong'd. 
 
 And brought falvation near. 
 
 3 Unfold, ye gates cf righteoufncfs, 
 
 That, with the pious throng, 
 I may record my foiemn vows, 
 
 And tune my grateful fcng. 
 
HYMN CCCLIl. [— 28i 
 
 4 Praife to the Lord, whofc gentle hand 
 
 Renews our lab'ring breath ; 
 Praife to the Lord, who makes his faints 
 
 Triumphant e'en in death. 
 
 J My God, in thine appointed hour 
 
 Tihofc heav'nly ^tes difplay, 
 Where j^ain afid fin, and fear and death 
 
 For ever flee away. 
 
 6 There while the nations of the blefa'd, 
 
 With raptures bow around, 
 My anthems to deliv'ring grace, 
 
 in fweeter drains fhali found. 
 
 HYMN CCCLII- C. M. 
 Longing after unfien pleafurc' % Cor. iv, 18. 
 
 1 OH, could our thoughts and wifhes fly, 
 
 Above thefe jrloomy Ihades, 
 To thofe bright world> beyond the fky, 
 
 Which forrow ne'er invades ! 
 
 a There joys unfeen by mortal eyes, 
 
 Or reafon's feeble ray. 
 In ever blooming profpeds rife, 
 
 Unoonfciousof decay. 
 
 3 Lord, fend a beam of light divine, 
 
 To guide our upward aim ' 
 Witii one reviving touch of thine. 
 
 4 Then fliall, on faith's fublimeft wing. 
 
 Our ardent wifhesrifs 
 To thofe bright fcenes, where pleafurts li-rlng 
 
 lnmaortal*ixi the ikies. 
 
486—] HYMN CCCLiri. 
 
 HYMN CCCLIII. L. M. 
 
 *Tbe Jhottnefs of time ^ and frailty of man. 
 Pfa xxxix- 
 1 ALMIGHTY Maker of my frame, 
 Teach me the meafure of my days ! 
 Teach me to know how frail 1 a-m. 
 And Ipend the remnant to thy praife. 
 
 % My days are fhorter than a fpan, 
 A little point my life appears ; 
 How frail at beft is dying man ! 
 How vain are all his hopes and fears- 
 
 3 Vain his ambition, noife and fhow ! 
 Vain arc the cares which rack his mind ! 
 He heaps up treafures mix'd with woe, 
 And dies and leaves them all behind. 
 
 4 Oh, be a Robler portion mine ; 
 My God, I bow before thy throne. 
 Earth's fleeting treafures I refign, 
 And fix my hopes on thee alone. 
 
 I 
 
 HYMN CCCLIY. C. M. 
 "Death and judgment appointed t' all. Heb. ix 27. 
 
 1 HEAV'N has confirmd the great dcci-ee, 
 
 That Adam's race muft die ; 
 One gen'ralruin fweeps them down, 
 
 And low in duft they lie. 
 
 a Ye living men, the ton-.b furvey, 
 
 Where you mufl quickly dwell ; 
 Hark ! how the awful fummons founds 
 
 In evVy fun'ral knell ! 
 3 Once you muft die, and once for all; 
 
 The folemn purport weigh ; 
 For know, that heav'n or hsii depends 
 
 On that important day. 
 
HYMN CCCLV. [—287 
 
 4 Thofe eyes, fo long in darknefs veil'd, 
 Muft wake the Judge to fee, 
 
 And ev'ry word, and ev'ry thought 
 Muft pafs his fcrutiny. 
 
 5 Oh, may I in the Judge behold 
 My Saviour and my Friend, 
 
 Ar.d far beyond the reach of death. 
 With all his faints afcend. 
 
 HYMN CCCLV. L. M. 
 
 The tolling bell. 
 
 1 OFT as the bell, with folemn toll, 
 Speaks the departure of a foul, 
 Let each one alk himfelf, " Am I 
 Prepar'd, Ihould 1 be call'd to die ?" 
 
 a Only this frail and fleeting breath 
 Prcferves nie from the jaws of death ; 
 Soon as it fails, at once I'm gone, 
 And plung'd into a world unknown. 
 
 3 Then, leaving all I lov'd below, 
 To God's tribunal 1 muft go ; 
 
 Mull hear the Judge pronounce my fate, 
 And fix my everiafting ilate- 
 
 4 Lord Jesus ! h Ip me now to flee. 
 And feek my hope alone in thee ; 
 Apply thy blood, thy fpirit give, 
 Snbdue my fins, and let me live. 
 
 5 Thep, when the folemn bell I hear, 
 It fav'd from guilt, I need not fear ; 
 Nor would the thought diftreffing bc, 
 Perhaps it next may toll forme 
 
188—] HYMN CCCLVI. 
 
 6 Rather my fplrit would rejoice, 
 And long and wifh to hear thy voice ; 
 Glad when it bids me earth rcfign, 
 Secure of heav'n, if thou arc mine. 
 
 HYMN CCCLVI. C M. 
 
 The death of a Believer. 
 I IN vain my fancy drives to paint 
 
 The moment after death, 
 The glories that furrcund a faint. 
 
 When yielding up his breath- 
 
 a One gentle figh his fetters breal^s, 
 We fcarce can fay, " he's gone I" 
 
 Before the willing fpirit takes, 
 Its manfions near the throne. 
 
 3 Faith ftrives, but all its efforts fail, 
 To trace the fpirit's flight ; 
 
 No eye can pierce within the veil 
 Which hides that \^6rld of light. 
 
 4 Thus much (and this is all) we know, 
 Saints are completely ble.1 ; 
 
 Have done with fin. and care, and woe, 
 And with their Saviour reft. 
 
 5 On harps of gold they praife his name. 
 His face they always viev,- ; 
 
 Then let us foi'oweri be of them, 
 That we may praife him too. 
 
 HYMN CCCLVII. 
 
 'The death of Saints. 
 I OUR life how Hurt ' a gioan, a figh, 
 We live, and tken bcgii: to die ; 
 Death lieals upon us while we're green, 
 Behind us digs a grave unfceol 
 
HYMN CCCLVIIL [-^289 
 
 '^ But Oh ! how great a mercy this, 
 That death's a portal into blifs ; 
 While yet the body's fcarce undrefl, 
 The foul afcends to heav'nly reft. 
 
 3 My foul ! death fwallows up thy fears, 
 My grave- c'othes wipe away all tears ; 
 Why ihould we fear this partins: pain, 
 Who die that we may live again ? 
 
 4 Oh ! how the refurrecSlion light, 
 Will clarify believers' fight ; 
 How joyful will the faints arife 
 And rub the dufl from off their eyes ! 
 
 5 My foul ! my body I will truft, 
 With him who numbers every dull ; 
 My Savicair faithfully will keep 
 
 His owu — their death is but a fleep. 
 
 HYMN CCCLVIII. L. M. 
 tha happ'wefs of departing^ and being ivUh Ckrijh 
 
 .; Phil. i. 23. 
 
 1 WHILE on the verge of hfe I ftand, 
 And view tiie fcene on either hand, 
 My fpirit ftniggles with the slay, 
 And longS to \vi;ig its flight away. 
 
 2 Come, ye angelic guardians, come, 
 And lead th.; williiig pilgrim home ; 
 Ye know the way to Jffa's throne, 
 Source of my joys, and of your own. 
 
 3 The blifsful interview, how fvveet ! 
 To fall tranfported at his fett, 
 Rais'd in his arms to view his face, 
 
 'Thro' the full beamings of his grace ! 
 
 N 
 
. ,. j HYMN CCCLIX. 
 
 4 Yet, vvit;h thefe profpeds full in fight, 
 I'll wait thy fignal for my flight; 
 For, while thy ic-rvice I purfue, 
 3 nnd iiiy heavn begun below. 
 
 HYMN CCCLIX. C. M. 
 
 yicr:rj ovfir death thro" Chrift. I Cor. XY- 5; 
 
 i WHEN death appears before my fight. 
 
 In all his dire array, 
 Unequal to the dreadful fight, 
 
 My courage dies away. 
 
 i But fee my glorious Leader nigh I 
 
 My Lord, my Saviour lives : 
 Before him death's pale terrors fly, 
 
 And my faint heart revives. 
 
 3 He left his da22lin^ throne above. 
 He met,^e tyrant's dart, 
 
 And (O amazing pow'r of love !) 
 Pveceiv'd it in his heart. 
 
 4 No more, O grim deftroyer, boa{l 
 Thy univerful fway ; 
 
 To heav'n-bcrn fouls thy fling is loft, 
 Thy night is turn'd to day, 
 
 3 Lord, I commit my foul to thee, 
 
 Accept the facred truft, 
 Receive this nobler part of me, 
 
 And watch my fleeping duft : 
 
 4i 'Till that illuftrious morning come. 
 
 When all thy faints fliall rife, 
 And, cloth'd in full immortal bloom. 
 
 Attend thee to the ikies. 
 
HYMN 
 
 HYMN CCCLX. C M. 
 
 The death and burial of a faint. 
 
 1 WHY do we mourn departing friends ? 
 
 Or fhake at death's alarms ? 
 Tis but the voice that Jefus fends, 
 
 T© call them to his arms. 
 
 » Are we not tending upwards too* 
 
 As fafl as time can move ? 
 Nor would we wifh the hours more floWj 
 
 To keep us from our love. 
 
 3 Why Ihould we tremble to convey 
 Their bodies to the tomb ? 
 
 There the dear flefh of Jefus Jay, 
 And left a long perfume- 
 
 4 The graves of all his faints he blefs'd^ 
 And foften'd ev'rj' bed, 
 
 Where fhould the dying members reft, 
 But with the dying head'? 
 
 5 Thence he arofe, afcended high, 
 And ihow'd our fc et the way ; 
 
 Up to the Lord our flefti fliali fly, 
 At the great rifnig day. 
 
 6 Then let the laft load trumpet found. 
 And bid our kindred rife ; 
 
 Awake, ye nations under ground, 
 Ye faints, afcend the ikies> 
 
 HYMN CCCLX!. L. M. 
 
 The death of thefinner and the faints 
 
 1 WHAT fcenes of horror and of dread. 
 Await the finner's dying bed ! 
 Death's terrors all appear in fight, 
 Prefages of eternal night. 
 
apa— ] HYMN CCCLXII. 
 
 a His fins in dreadful order rife, 
 And fiU his foul with fad furprife ; 
 Mount Sinai's thunder iluns his ears, 
 And not one ray of hope appears. 
 
 3 Tormenting pangs diflrad his breaft, 
 Where'er he turn* he finds no rell ; 
 Death llrikes the blow, he groans and cries, 
 And, in defpairand horror, dies- 
 
 4 Not fo the heir of heav'nly blifs ; 
 His foul is fiU'd with confcious peace ; 
 
 ' A fteady faith fubdues his fear ; 
 He fees the happy Canaan near. 
 
 5 His niind is tranquil and ferene, 
 "No terrors in his looks are feen ; 
 
 His Saviour's fmile difpels the gloom, 
 And fmoothes his paiTagt to the tomb. 
 6 Lord, make my faith and love fincere. 
 My judgment found, my confcience clear ; 
 And when the toils of life are paft, 
 May I be found in peace at laft. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXII. S. M. 
 
 Preparation for death. Matt. xxlv. 44. 
 
 I PREPARE me, gracious God, 
 To ft and before thy face ; 
 Thy fpirit muft the work perform, 
 for it is all of grace. 
 
 a In Chrift's obedience clothe. 
 And walh me in his blood : 
 So (hall I lift my head with joy, 
 Among the ft>ns of God. 
 
 3 Do thou my fins fubdue, 
 
 7 hy fov'relgn love make known ; 
 
HYMN CCCLXIII. l''293 
 
 The fpirit of my mind renew, 
 And fave me in thy Son. 
 
 4 Let me atteft thy pow'r, 
 Let me thy goodnefs prove, 
 Till my full foul can hold no more 
 Of everlafting love. 
 
 HYNN CCCLXIII. Eights. 
 yf view of death delightful to a believer. 
 
 I AH ! lovely appearance of death, 
 
 What fight upon earth is fo fair ? 
 Not all the gay pageants that breathe, 
 
 Can with a dead body compare : 
 With folcmn delight 1 furvey 
 
 The corpfe, when the fpirit is fled, 
 In love with the beautilul clay. 
 
 And longing to lie in its llead. 
 
 a How hleft is our brother, bereft 
 
 Of all that could burden his mind ! 
 How eafy the foul that has left 
 
 This wearifome body behind ! 
 Of evil incapable thou, 
 
 Whofe relics with envy 1 fee, 
 No longer in mifery now, 
 
 No longer afinner like me. 
 
 3 This earth Is affcfted no more 
 
 With ficknefs, or fhaken with pain, 
 The war in the members is o'er. 
 
 And never fhall vex him again : 
 Ko anger henceforward, or fhame, 
 
 Shall redden his innocent clay ; 
 Extind is the animal flame, 
 
 And paflion is vanifli'd away- 
 
S94— 1 HYMN CCCLXIV. 
 
 4 This languilhing head is at reft. 
 Its thinking and aching are o'er, 
 
 This quiet immovable breaft 
 Is heav'd by afflidlion no more ; 
 
 This heart is no longer the feat 
 Of trouble and tortudng pain ; 
 
 it ceafes to flutter and beat, 
 It never {hail flutter again- 
 
 5 The lids he fo feldom could clofe. 
 By forrow forbidden to fleep, 
 
 SeaVd up in eternal repofe, 
 
 Plave ftrangely forgotten to weep : 
 The fountains, can yield no fupplies : 
 
 Thefe hollows from water are free ; 
 The tears are all wip'd from thefe eyes, 
 
 And evil they never Ihall fee. 
 
 6 To mourn and to fufFer is mine, 
 While bound in a prifon I breathe, 
 
 And ftiii for deliverance pine, 
 And prcfs to the iffues of death : 
 
 What now with my tears i bedew, 
 Oh, might I this rnom.ent become ! 
 
 My fpirit created anew. 
 
 My flcfh be confign'd to the tomb 5 
 
 HYMN CCCLXIV. L. M. 
 
 A funeral hymn^ at the interment of the body, 
 
 [N. B. If :hi= or the preceding hymn is fung 
 at the funeral of a female, the words fhe and 
 her^ may be lubfcitutcJ in place oibe and his,'\ 
 
 I UNVAIL thy br>fom, faithful tomb, 
 Take this new treai'jrc tn thy trull, 
 And give thefe facr^ J r.-'.ics room 
 To fcek a iluml^er i» the duft. 
 
HYMN CCCLXV, [—^95 
 
 * Nor pain, nor grief, ncxr anxious fear, 
 Invade thy bounds- No mortal woes 
 Can reach the peaceful fleeper here, 
 And angels watch bij foft repofe. 
 t, So Jefus flcpt ; God's dying fon 
 Pafs'd through the grave and bleft the oed ; 
 Rea here bleft faint, till from his throne 
 The morning breali and pierce the iliade. 
 4 Break from his throne. iUuftrious morn, 
 Attend O earth ! his fov'reign word ; 
 Rertore thy truft, a glorious form •, 
 He mull afccnd to meet bis Lord. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXV. C. M. 
 
 A prof pea of the refurreaion. 
 I LO ! I behold the fcatt'ring (hades, 
 
 The dawn of heav'n appears ; 
 The fweet immortal morning fpreads 
 
 Its bluihes round the fpheres. 
 Z I fee tlie Lord of glory come. 
 
 And naming guards around : 
 The ikies divide'to m^ke him room, 
 
 Ihe trumpet fhakes the ground. 
 
 3 I hear the voice, 'We dead arife I'* 
 And lo, the graves obey : 
 
 And waking faints v,fith joyful eyes, 
 Salute th' expeded day. 
 
 4 They leave the duft, and on the wi?2 
 Rife to the midway air, 
 
 In ihinlng garments meet their kmg, 
 
 And low adore him there. 
 < Oh, may our humble fpiril:3 {land> 
 
 A.Tiong them tioth'd ift wliite I 
 
296— ] . K Y M N CCeLX\1. 
 
 The meaneft place at his right hand 
 Is infinite delight. 
 
 6 How will our joy and wonder rife, 
 
 When our returning King 
 Shall bear us homeward through the fkies, 
 
 On love's triumphant wing ! 
 
 HYMN CCCLXVI. L. M. 
 
 S'm and mifery conneBed. 
 
 I WHAT v.Tetched foois are they, whQ bear, 
 With fcorn, the found of gofpel grace ; 
 For forrow walks along with fin, 
 Although they keep not equal pace. 
 
 1 How blindly finners grafp their chain, 
 And yet of freedom vainly boaft : 
 They lock for happinefs and peace, 
 Nor think by fin their peace is lofl. 
 
 3 Approaching vice is deck'd in charms. 
 And fmilcs with pr^mifes of gain : 
 
 No fcor.er paft, its joys are fled. 
 And all its pleafures chang'd to pain, 
 
 4 Sinners may for a time rejoice, 
 Tiji ftorms of threatened wrath arife. 
 Till juftice grafp th' avenging fword, 
 And then tl.e wretch the fnmer dies. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXVII. L. M. 
 
 Tht day hf judgment ivillJhervtheconneSiion hettveen 
 
 fin and mifery. 
 J COD from his thione with piercing eye, 
 N;.l;ed does ev'ry heart behold ; 
 But never, till we come to die. 
 To U'j vviii fuch a view unfold, 
 
HYMN CCCLXVIII. [—297 
 
 4 Should fin, in naked form appear, 
 Juft as it rifes In tlie heart, 
 And others know and fee it there, 
 In ev'ry feeling, every thought : 
 
 3 The fire of hell muft kindle foon, 
 How envy and revenge would flame ! 
 One heart would urge another on, 
 Till rage snd vengeance want a name ! 
 
 4 Sin in its nature would appear 
 A living death, to form a hell ; 
 The worft of mis'ries creatures fear. 
 The worft of plagues the tongue can tell, 
 
 5 Unvail'd and naked evry heart 
 Before the judgment feat muil (land. 
 Sin acl no more a double part, 
 
 But meet a death from its own hand. 
 
 6 The fiery lake mufl hotter grow 
 From the fierce clafh of finful fouls ; 
 Each bofom like a furnace glow. 
 Nor God the rage, or fire cOTitroI. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXVIII. Sevens. 
 
 Sinner^ prepare to meet God ! 
 
 1 SINNER, art thou flill fecure ? 
 Wilt thou ftill refufe to pray ? 
 Can thy heart or hand endure 
 In the Lord's aver.gingday ! 
 
 a See his mighty arm is bar'd ! 
 Awful terrors clothe his brow ! 
 For his judgments ftand prepar-d, 
 Thou muft either break or bow. 
 
 3 At his prefence nature fhakes, 
 Earth affrighted hades to See ; 
 
 N 2 
 
S98— ] HYMN CCCLXIX, 
 
 Solid mountains melt like wax, 
 What will then become of thee ? 
 
 4 Who his advent may abide ? 
 You that glory in your fhame, 
 Will you find a place to hide 
 
 When the w^orld is wrapp'd in flame ? 
 
 5 Then the rich, the great, the wife, 
 Trembling, guilty, felf-condemn'd ; 
 Muft behold the wrathful eyes 
 
 Of the Judge they once blafphem'd. 
 
 6 Where are now their haughty looks, 
 Oh, their horror and defpair ! 
 
 When they fee the open'd books, 
 And their dreadful fentence hear ! 
 
 7 Lord, prepare us by thy grace « 
 Soon we muft refign our breath ; 
 And our fouls be call-d to pafs 
 Through the iron gate of death. 
 
 8 Let us now our day improve, 
 Liften to the gofpel voice ; 
 Seek the things that are above ; 
 Scorn the world's pretended joys. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXIX. L. M. 
 
 Sinners and faints , in the "wreck of nature, 
 
 Ifaiahxxiv i8 — 20- 
 
 T HOW great, how terrible that God, 
 Who (hakes creation with his nod ! 
 He frowns — earth, fca, all nature's frame 
 Sink in one univerfal flame. 
 
 s Where now, O where ftiall finners feek. 
 For flielter in the general wreck ; 
 Shall falling rocks be o'er them thrown ? 
 See rocks, like fncw diiToiving down. 
 
HYMN CCCLXX, [—299 
 
 3 In vain for mercy now they cry ; 
 In lakes of liquid fire they lie; 
 There on the flanging billows toft. 
 For ever — Oh ! forever loft ! 
 
 4 But faints, undaunted and ferene, 
 With calmnefs view the dreadful fcene ; 
 Their Saviour lives, the worlds- expire. 
 And earth and Ikies diflblve in fire. 
 
 5 Jefus, the helplefs creature's friend. 
 To thee my all I dare commend ; 
 Thou canft prefer ve my feeble foul, 
 When lightnings blaze from pole to pols. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXX. L. M. 
 
 The day cf the Lord, 
 
 I HARK ! from the Iky, the trump proclaims, 
 Jefus the Judge approaching nigh ! 
 See, the creation wrapt in flames, 
 Firft kindled by his vengeful eye ! 
 
 1 When thus the mounfain? melt like wax ; 
 When earth, and air, and fcafh:ill burn ; 
 When all the frame of nature iliakes ; 
 Poor fmner, whitha- wilt thou turn ? 
 
 3 The puny works which feeble men 
 Now boaft, or covet, or adm.ire : 
 
 Their pomp, and arts, and treafures, then 
 Shall perifti in one common fire- 
 
 4 Lord, fix our hearts and horcs above ! 
 Since all below to ruin tends ; 
 
 Here mny we truft. obey and love. 
 
 And there be found actongft tby friend*. 
 
 i 
 
300—3 HYMN CCCLXXI. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXI. C. M. 
 
 Thundeti or the day of judgment, 
 I WHEN a black overfpreading cloud 
 
 Has darken'd all the air ; 
 And peals of thunder, roaring loud, 
 
 Proclaim the tempeft near ; 
 
 a Then guilt and fear, the fruits of fin, 
 
 The finner oft purfue ; 
 A louder florm is heard within, 
 
 And confcience thunders too. 
 
 3 But whither, finners, will ye flee, 
 When nature's mighty frame, 
 
 The pond'rous earth, and air and fea 
 Shall ail dilTolve in flame ? 
 
 4 Amazing day ! it «omes apace ! 
 The Judge is haft'ning down ! 
 
 Can ye then bear to fee his face, 
 Or fland before his frown ? 
 
 5 Lord, let thy mercy find a way 
 To touch each ftubborn heart ; 
 
 That they may never hear thee fay, 
 " Ye curfed ones depart." 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXII. L. M. 
 
 The booh opend. Rev. xx. ii. 
 X ME THINKS the lafl great day is come, 
 Methinks 1 hear the trumpet found 
 That fliakes the earth, rends ev'ry tomb, 
 And wakes the prifoners under ground. 
 
 a The mighty deep gives up her tnift, 
 Aw'd by the Judge's high command ; 
 Both fmajl and great now quit their duft, 
 And reund the dread trfeunal ftand' 
 
HYMN CCCLXXIH. [-3^^ 
 
 4 Behold the awful boqlts difplay'd, 
 Big with th' important fates of men ; 
 Each deed and word now public made, , 
 As wrote by heaven's unerring pen. 
 
 4 To every foul, the books afil/n 
 The joyous or the dread reward ■• 
 Sinners in vain lament and pine, 
 
 No plea the Juige will here rewar.. 
 
 5 Lord, whan thefe awful leaves unfold, 
 May life's fair book my foul approve : 
 There may I read my name enroU'd, 
 And triumph in redeeming love. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXIH. S. M. 
 
 ^Xhe final fent nee and m'^firy of the VJkhJ . 
 
 Matt XXV. 41. 
 
 I AND will the Judge defcesd ? 
 And muft the dead arife ? 
 And not a fmglc foul cfcape 
 His all-dlfcepiiing eyes ? 
 
 a And from his righteous lips 
 Shall this dread fentcnce founi ; 
 And through the numerous guilty throng, 
 Spread black defpair around ? 
 
 3 " Depart from me, accurs'd, 
 » To everlafting flame, 
 
 ^ For rebel angels f?rA: prepar'd, 
 " Where mercy never came-" 
 
 4 How will my heart endure 
 The terrors of tha-t day : 
 
 When earth and heav'n, before his face, 
 Aftonilh'd llirink away ? 
 
 5 But ere. tiiat trumpet fhakes 
 The manfions of tke dea.l ; 
 
3CZ— ] HYMN CCCLXXIV. 
 
 Hark, from the gofpel's cheering found, 
 What joyful tidings fpread ! 
 
 6 Ye finners, feek his grace, 
 Whofe -vvrarh ye cannot bear ; 
 
 rVj to the flielter of his crols. 
 And find fajvation there- 
 
 7 So fhall that curfe remove, 
 By which the Saviour bJed ; 
 
 And the \z\l av/ful day fhail pour 
 His blcinngs ofi your head- 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXIV. C M. 
 '1 1^' final fmUnce^ and happinejs cfihe righiecui. 
 Matt- sxv. 34- 
 ! ATTEND, my car ; my heart rejoice, 
 
 Whije JcliJi; from his throne, 
 -.f?o r the bright angeh'c hofts, 
 Tvlakes hij iaft fentence known. 
 
 % V/hen flnrers, curfed from his face, 
 
 To raging flames are drivn ; 
 Kis voice, witii melody divine, 
 
 Thus calls his faints to heav n^ 
 
 : " Blefs'd of n-.y father, ail draw near, 
 
 " Pvcceive the great rcvard ; 
 *■' And rife, ijvith raptures to pofTefs 
 
 " The kingdom love prepar'd. 
 
 '^,,Tj " Ere earth's foundations firft were laid, 
 " His fovVeign purpofe wrou-i^ht. 
 " And rear'd thc^e palaces divi;)e, 
 
 " To which you now are brought. 
 5 " There fhall you reign uni;umbcr'd years, 
 
 " Protedcd by mv pow'r ; 
 " "While fm and desth, and pains and cares, 
 " Shall vex your fouls no more." 
 
K Y M N CCCLXXV. [-s^i 
 
 ■6 Come, dearmajcfliic Saviour, come, 
 
 This Jubilee proclaim ; 
 And teach us language fit to praife 
 
 So gre^ic, fo d^ar a name. 
 
 HYWN cccLxxv^ Eights and Seyens. 
 Day of jiidgmsnt. 
 
 I LO \ he conieth ! countlefs trumpets 
 
 Blow to raife the fleeping dead ; 
 Midft ten thoufand faints and angel? 
 
 See their great exalted head ; 
 Hallelujah, 
 Welcome, welcome Son of God. 
 
 a Every eye (hall now. behold him, 
 
 Rob'd in dreadful majefty ; 
 Thofe who fet at nough and fold him, 
 
 Pierc'd and nail'd him to the tree, 
 Deeply wailing, 
 ■Shall the great Mefliah fee. 
 
 3 Every ifiand, fea, and mountain, 
 Hcav'n and earth fhali flee away : 
 
 All who hate him muil, corifuuided. 
 
 Hear the trump proclaim the day ; 
 Come to judgment ! 
 Come to judgment ! come away • 
 
 4 At his call, the dead awaken. 
 Rife to life from earth and fea : 
 
 All the powers of nature, ihaken 
 By his looks, prepare to flee ; 
 Carelefs fmner. 
 What will then become of thee f 
 
 5 Horrors paft Imagination, 
 
 Will furprife thy trembling heart ; 
 When thou h&ar^lt thy coBderanation, 
 
304-] K Y M N CCCXXXVI, 
 
 *' H r ce, accurfed wretch, depart ! 
 " 1 hou with fstan 
 *' And h?s r.Pgcls, have thy part !" 
 
 6 V.v.t to thofe \\ho have confelTed, 
 Lov'd and ierv'd the Lord, below ; 
 
 Kc iviil fay, •• come near, ye bkiTcd, 
 " oee the kingdom I beftow : 
 
 " Ycu forever 
 
 " Shall my jcve and glory know.'' 
 
 KYMN CCCLXXVI. L. M. 
 
 Tls S:rg (,f Hca'ven defired by Sair.ts on earth- 
 
 1 THE dawn of morning veils Iier face 
 When tb.e bright fun afcends thefpace; 
 So glad will grace rtfign ker room 
 '^ro glory in the hcav'nly home, 
 
 2, Happy ihe company that's gone, 
 From crofs to crown, from thrall to throne ; 
 IIow loud they fmg upon the fliori?, 
 To which they faii'd in heart before ! 
 
 3 Bltfj'd arc the dead, yea, faith the word. 
 That die in Chrift the living Lord, 
 
 And on the other fide of death 
 ThusjoYi^ul fpend their praifing breath : 
 
 4 " Death from all death has fet us free, 
 . '' And V, ill cur gain for ever be ; 
 
 •' Death loob'd the malTy chains of woe, 
 •' To let the mournful captivo g(?. 
 
 5 " Dcdth is to us a fweet repofe, 
 
 " The bud wss cp'd to fhew th^ rofe ; 
 " Tke '•agv was brcke to let vs fiy, 
 " And build cur happy nefi. on high. 
 
 6 " I-o, here we do trlumphart reign, 
 *' And joyful fmg in lofty 11 rain ; 
 
HYMN CCCLXXVI. [-305 
 
 « Lo, here we reft, and love to be, 
 " Enjoying more than faith could fee. 
 
 7 .' The thoufandth part we now behold, 
 « By mortal tongues was never told ; 
 
 « We eot a tafte, but now above 
 " We forage in the fields of love. 
 
 8 « Faith once beheld a diftant joy, 
 
 « Now love drinks deep without alloy ; 
 
 *' Beyond the fears of more milhap, 
 
 " We gladly reft in glory's lap. 
 
 n " Earth was to us a feat of war, 
 
 " In thrones of triumph now we are ; 
 
 »« We loP'^'d to fee our Jelus dear, 
 
 « rndtught him there, but find b*m here- 
 
 10 " We walk in white without annoy, 
 
 " In glorious galleries of joy : 
 
 « Andcrown'd through everlafting day., 
 
 «' We rival cherubs in their praiie. 
 
 11 « No longer we complain of wants, 
 " We fee the glorious King of faints, 
 
 « Amift his joyful hofls around, 
 
 « With all his heav'nly glory crown d- 
 
 12 " We fee him at his table head, 
 «' With living water, living bread 
 
 « His cheerful guefts inceffant load, 
 
 «' With all the plenitude of God. 
 
 j^ u -vve fee the holy flaming fires, 
 
 •« Cherubic and feraphic quires; 
 
 «' And gladly join with thofe on high, 
 
 " To warble praifc eternally. 
 
 14 " Glory t« God that here we came, 
 
 •< And glory to the glorious Lamb ; 
 
 « Our light, our life, our joy, our all, 
 
 »» We now embraci fecure from taU- 
 
3o6— ] HYMN CCCLXXVII, 
 
 15 •' Our Lord is ours, and we are his- 
 " Yea, now we fee him as he is : 
 
 *' And hence we hke unto him are, 
 « And full his glorious image fhare. 
 
 16 « No darkrefsnow, no difmal night. 
 No vapor intercepts the light ; 
 
 " We fee for ever face to face, 
 
 «' The higheft Prince in higheft place. 
 
 1 7 " This, this does heav'n enough aiTord 
 ^^ We are for ever with the Lord : ' 
 ^" We want no more, for all is giv'n ; 
 
 " His prefence is the blifs of heav'n-'' 
 
 1 8 While thus I laid my lift'nino- car 
 Clofe to the door of heav'n to he^r ; 
 And then the facred page did view' 
 Which told me all I heard was true' ; 
 
 19 Yet fhew'd me that the heav niy fon* 
 Surpaffes evVy mortal tongue, * 
 With fuch unutterable flrains 
 
 As none in fett'ring ficfh atiains ; 
 ao Then faid I, « Oh, to mount away, 
 " And leave this clog of heavy clay ! 
 *' Let wings of time more hafty fly, 
 " That I may join the forgson high." 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXVII. " C. M. 
 
 Def.ringtojoin in the Song of Angeh. 
 1 EAR fH hasengrofs'd my love too Ion '. 
 
 'Tis time I Vih mine eyes 
 Upward, dear Father, to thy throne, 
 
 And to my native fkies. 
 a There the bleil man. my Saviour, ilts \ 
 
 Tnc God how bright he fnines ! 
 And fcatters infinite delights, 
 
 On all the happy m.mds?. 
 
HYMN CCCLXXVni. [-307 
 
 3 Seraphs with elevated ftrains, 
 Circle the throne around ? 
 
 And ittove, and charm the ftarry plains 
 With an immortal found. 
 
 4 Jefus, the Lord , their harps employs; 
 lefus, my love, they fing •• 
 
 Telus the life of bath our joys, 
 Sounds fweet from every ftnng. 
 
 5 Now let me mount and join their feng, 
 And be an angel too : 
 
 My heart, my hand, my ear, my tongue, 
 Here's joyful work for you. 
 
 6 I would begin the mufic here, 
 And io my foul ftiould rife : 
 
 Oh, for fome heavenly notes to bear 
 
 My palTions to the fkies 1 
 y There, ye that love my Saviour, fit ; 
 
 There I vrould have a place, 
 Among your thrones, or at your feet, 
 
 So I might fee his face. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXVill. ScVCnS.^ 
 
 Thankffhing hymn. (Tune Afcenhon. ) 
 
 I SWELL the anthem, raiie the fong : 
 
 Praifes to our God belong ; 
 
 Saints and angeh join to fing. 
 
 Praife to heav'as Almighty King. 
 
 a Blefiings from his lib'ral hand, 
 
 Pour around this happy land ; 
 
 Let our hearts beneath his fway. 
 
 Hail the bright trian-.phant da/- 
 
 3 Lo ! the trembling nations fland. 
 Smote by thy avenging hand ; 
 O'er their wide-extended plains, 
 Awful defolation reigns. 
 
3c8— ] HYMN CCCLXXVIIL 
 
 4 Yet, to thee our joys afcend, 
 Thou haft been our heav'nly friend, 
 Guarded by thy mighty pow'r, 
 Peace and freedom blefs our Ihore. 
 
 5 Here beneath a virtuous fway, 
 SubjiAs cheerfully obey, 
 Here we feel no tyrant's rod. 
 Here we own and worfnip God. 
 
 6 Hark ! the voice of nature fings,- 
 Praifes to the King of kings ; 
 
 Let us join the choral fong, 
 And the heav'nly notes prolong. 
 
 .<..<..<>...^.@^^g>,^>..<^.>.^ 
 
APPENDIX: 
 
 Containing a number of Hymns not in tlie firft Edition ; 
 principallv particular metres, inferted to accommo- 
 date fund'r^' tunes in various colkdionsofMufic,now 
 in ufe. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXIX. L. M. 
 
 There the ivickcd ceafefrom troubling y '<^c. 
 
 Job iii. 17- 
 
 J -pv E ATH and the grave are doleful themes 
 
 jL) For fuiful, mortal worms to fing, 
 Unlcfs a Saviour's fwceter beams 
 Difpel the gloom, and touch the ftring, 
 a Death, awful found ! the fruit of fin.— 
 Curfe and diflionor of our race ; 
 If Jefusfail to fmile within, 
 No one can look him in the face- 
 
 3 Yet, deareft Lord, when view'd in thee. 
 Hell and the grave lofe all .their dread ; 
 There all his frightful horrors flee, 
 
 And joy furrounds a dying bed- 
 
 4 Jefus. the mighty Saviour, lives, 
 And he has conquer'd death and hell ; 
 This truth fubrlantial comfort gives. ^ 
 And dying faints can iing, " 'tis wtlL" 
 
 5 This makes the grave a favor'd fpot, 
 To faints it^s deepeft g'oom is blefs'd ; 
 For there the wicked trouble not. 
 And there the weary are at refl. 
 
 6 At reft in Jefu's faithful arms ; 
 At reft, as in a peaceful bed ; 
 Secure from all the dreadful liorms 
 Which round this finful world are fpread. 
 
 7 Thrice happy fouls who're gone before, 
 To that ichcritance divine ; 
 
3IO— ] HYMN CCCLXXX, 
 
 They labor, forrow, figh no more, 
 But bright in endlefs glory fhine. 
 
 8 Then let our mournful te ars be dr)-, 
 Or in a gentle meafure flow ; 
 We Ijail them happy in the Iky, 
 And joyful wait our call to go. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXX. C. M. 
 
 Wor if tve believe that fefus died, and rofe again^ 
 even fo them alfo •wbojleep in jfejus ivill God 
 bring ivitb him. I Thefl". iv- 1 4. 
 
 I NO, let us never mourn for thofe, 
 
 Who lleep in Jefu's arms ; 
 There they are freed from fin and woes, 
 
 And all life's fears and ftorms, 
 
 % They'vereach'dtheirbrightand blefs'd abode. 
 
 And fmg forever there ; 
 And, in the prefence of their God, 
 
 Triumphant they appear. 
 
 3 What tho' their bodies, now entomb'd, 
 Are mould-ring into duft. 
 
 A dying Jefus has perfum'd 
 The graves of all the juft. 
 
 4 Ere long the tomb (hall yield its prey, 
 When each believer there 
 
 With Jefus, on that joyful day, 
 All glorious ffeail appear. 
 
 5 Then with his faints, Oh, may we fland 
 Before his face, with joy ; 
 
 And, wlien in heaven, at his right hand. 
 His praife be our employ. 
 
HYMN CCCLXXXI. [—311 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXXI. Sixes, Eights and Fours. 
 
 The Covenant God. 
 
 I THE God of Abra'm praife, 
 Who reigns enthron'd above | 
 Ancient of everlafling days, 
 And God of love ! 
 Jehovah, great 1 AM ! 
 By earth and heaven confeft, 
 I bov/ and blefs the facred name, 
 For ever blefs'd. 
 
 4 The God of Abra'm praife. 
 
 At whofe fupreme command, 
 From earth I rife, andfeekthe joys 
 At his right hand. 
 I'd all on earth forfake, 
 Its wifdom, fame and powV ; 
 And him my only portion make, 
 My fhield and tow'r. 
 
 3 The God of Abra'm praife, 
 Whofe ail-fufficient grace 
 
 Shall guide me all my happy days, 
 In all his ways : 
 He calls a worm his friend I 
 He calls himfelf my God ! 
 And he (hall fave me to the end, 
 Thro' Jefu's blood. 
 
 4 He by himfelf hath fworn, 
 I on his oath depend, 
 
 1 fliall, on Eagle's wings up-borne, 
 To heav'n afcend : 
 I Ihali behold his face, 
 I (hall his pow'r adore ; 
 And fing the wonders of his grace 
 For evermore i 
 
3i2~] HYMN CCCLXXXII. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXXII. C. M. 
 
 The Incarnation. John i. 14. 
 I AWAKE, awake the facred feng 
 
 To our incarnate Lord ; 
 Let every heart and every tongue 
 
 Adore th' eternal word. 
 
 a That awful word, that fovereign pow'r, 
 By whom the worlds were made ; 
 
 (Oh, happy morn ! illuftrious hour !) 
 Was once in flefh array'd ! 
 
 3 Then Ihone almighty pow'r and love, 
 In all their glorious forms ; 
 
 When Jefus left his throne above 
 To dwell with iinful worms. 
 
 4 To dwell with mifery below, 
 The Saviour left the fkies ; 
 
 And funk to wretchednefs and woe, 
 That v/orthlefs man might rife- 
 
 5 Adoring angels tun'd their fongs 
 To hail the joyful day ; 
 
 With rapture then, let mortal tongues 
 Their grateful W'Orfhip pay. 
 
 6 What glory, Lord, to thee is due ! 
 With wonder we adore ; 
 
 But could vve fing as angels do, 
 Our highefl praife were poor. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXXIII. ScveRS. 
 
 The Refurre8ion. I Cor. xv. ^6, 
 
 I CHRIST, the Lord, is ris'n to-day, 
 Sonsof men, and angels fay, 
 Raife yov>r joys and triumphs high, 
 Sin^j ye heavT.?, and earth reply. 
 
HYMN CCCLXXXIV. [—31 
 
 a Love's redeeming work is done, 
 FoiigUc X^j ^^h.U the battle won ; 
 Lo ! the lun s eclipfe is o'er, 
 Lo ! he fits in blood no more- 
 
 3 Vain the ftone, the watch, the feal, 
 Chrifl hath burft the gates of heil : 
 Deatli in vain forbids his rife, 
 
 Chrift hath opea'd Paradife- 
 
 4 Lives again our glorious King, 
 
 " Where, O death, is now thy fdng ?'' 
 
 Once he dy'd our fouls to fave ; 
 
 ♦' Where's thy vi&'ry. boafting grave V 
 
 5 Soar we now where Chrifl has led; 
 Following our exalted Mead : 
 Made like him, like him we rife, 
 Ours the crofs, the grave, the Ikies, 
 
 6 What the' once we periih'd all, 
 Partners of our parents' fall ; 
 Second life let us receive, 
 
 In our heav'nly Adam live, 
 
 7 Hail the Lord of earth and Keav'n ! 
 Praife to thee by both be giv'n ! 
 Thee we greet triumphant now, 
 Hail ! the Rcfurreaioa—lho^x- 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXXIV. Eights. 
 Our Godfore'verand ever. Pfalm xiviii, 14. 
 I'HIS GiJ is the God we adore, 
 
 Our faithful unchaare-ible friend ; 
 Whoic love is as large as his pov/T, 
 
 And neither knows meafure n<jr t nd 
 l"is Jt/as the firic end the lail, 
 
 Whofe fpirit fhall guide us fafe home ; 
 ft^eii praife him for ad that is paft,. 
 
 And trait him for all thats tu corae. 
 
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314—1 HYMN CCGLXXXV. 
 
 HYMN cccLxxxv. Sixes and Fours* 
 Worthy the Lamb, 
 1 GLORY to God on high ! 
 Let earth and fkies reply ; 
 
 Praife ye his name ; 
 His love and grace adore, 
 V/ho all our forrows bore j 
 S'r.g loud forevermore, 
 Worthy the Lamb. 
 
 a Jefus^ our Lord and God, 
 Bore fin's tremendous load, 
 
 Praife ye his name : 
 Tell what his arm h:th done, 
 What fpoils from death he won ; 
 Sing his great name alone ; 
 
 Worthy the Lamb. 
 
 3 While they around the throne 
 Cheerfully join in one, 
 
 Praifing his name ; 
 
 Thofe who have felt his blood 
 
 , Sealing their peace with Gcrf, 
 
 Sound his dear fame abroad, 
 
 Worthy the Lamb. 
 
 4 Join, all ye ranfom'd race 
 Our holy Lord to blefs ; 
 
 Praife ye his name : 
 In him we will rejoice. 
 And make a joyful noife, 
 Shouting with heart and voice, 
 
 Worthy the Lamb. 
 
 5 What tho' we change our placCj 
 Yet we fnall never ceafe 
 
 Praifmg his name : 
 To him our fongs we bring, 
 Kail him our gracious king, 
 And without ceafmg fing, 
 
 Worthy the Larob, 
 
HYMN CCCLXXXVI. [—315 
 
 6 Then let the hofts above, 
 In realms of endlefs love, 
 
 Praife his dear name •• 
 To him afcribed be 
 Honor and majefly, 
 Thro' all eternity ; 
 
 Worthy the Lamb. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXXVI. Scvcns, Sixes and Eights, 
 
 Backjliding and returning; or the bachjllder^i 
 prayer. 
 
 1 JESUS, let thy pitying eye 
 
 Call back a wand'ring Iheep ; 
 Falfe to thee, like Peter, I 
 
 Would fain like Peter weep- 
 Let me be by grace reftor'd, 
 On me be all its freenefs fhewn ; 
 Turn and look upon me, Lord^ 
 And break my heart of ftone. 
 
 % Saviour, prince, enthron'd above, 
 
 Repentance to impart, 
 Give me thro" thy dying love, 
 The humble, contrite heart ; 
 Give, what I have long implor'd, 
 A portion of thy love unknown ; 
 Turn and look uponrfns, Lord, 
 And break my heart of ftone, 
 
 3 See me, Saviour, from above, 
 
 Nor fuffer me to die ; 
 Life and happinefs, and love, 
 Smile in thy gracious eye : 
 Speak the reconciling word, 
 And let thy mercy melt me down ; 
 Turn and look upon me, Lsrd, 
 And break my heart of itone- 
 
3i6— ] HYMN CCCLKXXVH. 
 
 4 Pray, as when thy pitying eye 
 
 Was clos'd that we might live ; 
 Gafping, at the point to die, 
 
 " Father,'' thou faid'ft," forgive !" 
 Oh, how glorious was the word, 
 When thou, expiring, faid'ft, " 'tis done !'* 
 Oh, my loving, bleeding Lord ! 
 This breaks my heart of Hone. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXXVll. C. M. 
 
 The Itifinite. 
 I COME, feraph, lend your heavnly tongue, 
 
 Or harp of golden firing, 
 That I may raifc a lofty fong 
 
 To our Eternal King. 
 
 % Thy names how infinite thev be ! 
 
 Great Everlaiting One ! 
 Boundlefs thy might and majefly, 
 
 And unconfin'd thy throne. 
 
 3 Thy glories fhine of wond'rous fize, 
 And wond'rous lar^e thy grace. 
 
 Immortal day breaks from thine eyes, 
 And Gabriel veils his face. 
 
 4 Thine efTence is a vail abyfs, 
 Which angels cannot found, 
 
 An ocean of infinities 
 
 Where ail our thought are drown'd, 
 
 5 The myft'ries of creation lie, 
 Beneath enlighten 'd minds, 
 
 Thoughts can afcend above the Iky, 
 And fly before the winds. 
 
 6 Pvcafon may grafp the maffy hills, 
 And llretch from pole to pole; 
 
 But half thy name oi:r fpiiit fills, 
 And overloads our foul- 
 
HYMN CCCLXXXVIII. [—317 
 
 6 In vain our haughty rcafon fwells, 
 
 For nothing's found in Thee, 
 But boundlefs inconceivables, 
 
 And vaft eternity. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXXVIII. C M. 
 The Nativity of Chrljl. 
 1 ' SHEPHERDS, rejoice, lift up your eyes, 
 
 * And fend your fears away ; 
 
 ' News from the region cf the Ikies, 
 
 * Salvation's born to-day. 
 
 % ' Jesus, the God, "whom angels fear, 
 
 * Comes dow.i to dwell with you ; 
 ' To-day, he niakcs his entrajice here, 
 
 * But not as mcnarchs do. 
 
 3 * No gold, nor purple fwaddling bands, 
 
 * Nor royal fhining things ; 
 
 ' A manger for his cradle fiands, 
 
 * And holds the King of kings. 
 
 4 ' Go, {htpherds, where the infant lies, 
 ' And fee his humble throne ; 
 
 ' With tears of joy in all your eyes, 
 ' Go, fhephcrds. kifs the Son.' 
 
 J Thus Gabriel fang-, r.nd flraight around 
 
 The heavenly armies throng, 
 They tunc their haips to lofty found, 
 
 And thus conclude the fong : 
 
 6 • Glory to Gofe that reigns above, 
 
 * Let peace farround the earth ; 
 
 * Mortals fhall know their Maker's love, 
 ' At their Redeemer's birth.' 
 
 7 Lord! and Ihall angels have their fongs, 
 A::d mtn no tr.res to raife ? 
 
 O may we lofe thcfe ufelefs tongues 
 W hen they forget to praife ! 
 
3 1 8—] H Y M N CCCLXXXIX. 
 
 8 Glory to God that reigns above, 
 
 That pitied us forlorn, 
 We join to fing cur Maker's love, 
 
 For there's a. Saviour born. 
 
 HYMN CCCLXXXIX. SIxcs and Tens. 
 Another, 
 
 I THE Saviour to adore, 
 
 Join every tuneful pow'r, 
 In loucieil, fweetell fongs of foiemn found : 
 
 Let a peculiar jpy 
 
 Attend the bleil employ, 
 And glad hofannahs echo all around. 
 
 a Angels and feraphs, fay, 
 
 On thiit aufpicious cay 
 When the great God incarnate wasmade known, 
 
 What new. what glorious f:raij3s 
 
 Spread o'er th' ethereal plains, 
 And rofe harn-onicus to th' eternal throne? 
 
 3 Say, with what ardent love, 
 'i he ihinitj^Hj holls above 
 
 Tun'd all their golden harps to nobleft praife ; 
 
 When ev"ry Ibunding lyre 
 
 Through the celeftial choir, 
 Delighted, ftrove the higheft notes to raife. 
 
 4 And fliall not mortals join 
 This mtlody divine, 
 
 And take their God and Saviour on their tongues, 
 
 His glories to difplay, 
 
 And hail his natal day, 
 fa-fwecteft harmony of joyful fongs ? 
 
 5 Yes, let our fhouts arife, 
 And reach the lofty ikies, 
 
 And all tht race of Adam., h're below, 
 
HYMN CCCXC. [—319 
 
 Dwell on the joyful theme ; 
 A God, born to redeem 
 Unnumber'd millions from eternal woe ! 
 
 6 To him, who from above, 
 In unexampled love. 
 
 Thus ftoop'd and join'd our naturs to his own, 
 
 Eternal thanks be paid, 
 
 And praifes crown his head. 
 Who lives and fills his high celeftjal throne. 
 
 7 Exalted there he reigns, 
 And o'er the heavnly plains, 
 
 Sheds, in fweet beams, immortal glories round; 
 
 With him may we appear. 
 
 And join the triumph there, 
 Where cealelefs fongs of holy praife abound ! 
 
 HYMN CCCXC. Sapphic Ode. 
 
 The Day of yudgment. 
 
 1 WHEN the fierce north wind with his airy 
 
 forces, 
 Rears up the Baltic to a foaming fury ; [comes 
 And the red iight'ning, with a florm of hail 
 Rufhisg amain dov/n. 
 
 a How the poccfailorsflandamaz'd and tremble 1 
 While the hcarfe th under like a bloody trumpet, 
 Roars a loud onfet to the gaping waters 
 
 Qj^ick to devour them. 
 
 3 Such fhall the noife be, and the wild diforder, 
 
 (If things eternal may be like thefe earthly) 
 
 Such the dire terror when tlie great archangel 
 
 Shakes the creation ; 
 / 
 
 4 Tears the ftrong pillars of the vault of heav'n, 
 Breaks up old marble, the rcpofe cf princes ; 
 See the graves open, and the bones arifing, 
 
 Flames all aro'irid 'J3\ ' 
 
.-— ] HYMN CCCXCI. 
 
 5 Kark, the fhrill outcriesoftheguilty wretches! 
 JLively bright horrcr. and amazicg anguifh [lies 
 Stare thro' their eye-lids, while the living worm 
 
 Gnawing witrun them. 
 
 6 Thotights. like c^d vnltures, prey upon their 
 
 heart firings [the 
 
 And the fniart twinge?, when the eye beholds 
 
 I.cfty Judge £rcwning, and a flood of vengeance 
 
 Roiling before him- 
 
 7 Kopekfs jmmcrtais ! how they fcream and 
 
 Ihivtr, [ing 
 
 While devils pufh them to the pit wide yawn- 
 
 H.dcous and glccniy to receive them headlong 
 
 Down to the centre. 
 
 8 Step here, my f^IiCy : (aliaway ye horrid 
 DclL-ful ideaj,) come arife to Jtsts, fhim 
 Kow^ he {I'-s God-like ' and the faints around 
 
 Thron'c, yet adoring. 
 
 9 O may 1 fit there when he comes triumphant, 
 Dooming the nations ! then afcend to glory, 
 WiJle cur Hofannas, all akng the paffage 
 
 Sneut the Redeemer. 
 
 .HVMK CCCXCI. L. M. 
 
 BetaaUing my oivn ircon/hincy. 
 
 1 I LOVE tiie Lord ; but, &KJ how fir 
 My thoughts from the dear obje<5i are ? 
 This wanton heart how wide it roves ! 
 And fancy meet? z thoufand loves. 
 
 :i If ny fcuibum to fee my Goc, 
 I ticad tl e courts o! his akcde, 
 Et.t troops of rivals throng the place 
 Ard tempt me rft'be^ric hi? face. 
 
HYMN CCCXCII. [—321 
 
 3 Would I enjoy my Lord alone, 
 I bid my paffions all begone. 
 
 All but my love : and charge my will 
 To bar the door and guard it ftill. 
 
 4 But cares, or trifles, m.ake, or find, 
 Still new avenues to the mind, 
 
 Till 1 with grief and wonder fee, 
 Huge crowds betwixt the Lord and me. 
 
 5 Thisfoolifh heart can leave her God, 
 And ftiadows tempt her thoughts abroad : 
 How fhall 1 fix this wand'ring mind ? 
 
 Or throw my fetters on the wind ? 
 
 6 Look gently down, Almigkty Grace, 
 Prifon me round in thine embrace ; 
 Pity the foul that would be thine, 
 
 And let thy powr my love confine. 
 
 7 Say, when {hall the bright moment be 
 That I (hall live alone for 1 hee. 
 
 My heart no foreign lords adore, 
 
 And the wild mufe prove falfe no more ? 
 
 HYMN CCCXCII. L. M. 
 Forfaken, yet hoping, 
 
 I HAPPY the hours, the golden days, 
 When I could call my Jesus mine, 
 And fit and view his fmiliing face. 
 And melt i:i pleafurcs all divine. 
 
 1 Near to my heart, within my arms 
 He layj- till fin defil'd my breaib, 
 Till broken vows, and earthly charms, 
 T Ir'd and provok'd my heavenly gueft, 
 
 3 And now he's gone, (O mighty woe ' ) 
 Gone from my foul, and hide? his love I 
 O 2 
 
312—1 HYMN CCCXCIII. 
 
 Depart ye fins, that griev'd him fo ; 
 Ye fins that forc'd him to remove- 
 
 4 Break, break, my heart ; compla'n. my tongue ! 
 Hither, my friends, your forrows bring : 
 Angels, afifift my doleful fong, 
 
 If you have e'er a mourning firing. 
 
 5 But, ah ! your joys are ever high, 
 Ever his lovely face you fee : 
 While my poor fpirits pant and die, 
 
 And groan, for Thee, my God, for Thee.. 
 
 6 Yet let my hope look thro' my tears, 
 And fpy afar his rolling throne ; 
 
 His chariot thro' the cleaving fpheres. 
 Shall bring the bright Beloved down- 
 
 7 Swift as a roe flies o'er the liills, 
 My foul fprings out to m.eet him high, 
 Then the fair Conqu'ror turns his wheels, 
 And climbs the manfions of the &y. 
 
 8 There fmiling joy for ever reigns. 
 No more the turtle le?.ves the dove ; 
 Farewel to jealoufies, and pains, 
 And all the ills of abfent love. 
 
 HYMN CCCXCIII. L. M. 
 
 Chrlfl on the Tree, 
 
 I MOURN, mourn, ye Saints, who once did fee 
 Our Saviour dear nail'd to the tree : 
 A bitter death he did endure, 
 To fave the fouls of men fecure, 
 
 Jt Oh, how his purple flreams did flow ! 
 His blood on man he did beflow ; 
 With hands and feet nail'd to the wood, 
 And pierced fide ran down with blood. 
 
HYMN CCCXCIV [—313 
 
 3 What wifdom can conceive or know, 
 What tongue or pen can truly fhow 
 The vaft dimenfions of his love, 
 
 Or (how his pow'r in heavn above ? 
 
 4 To God be praife and worfhip done, 
 For giving us his only Son ; 
 
 Lets tune our fouls, and him adore 
 In hallelujahs evermore. 
 
 HYMN CCCXCIV. C. M. 
 
 ChriJTs deathi viSory, and dommion. 
 
 I I SING my Saviour's wondrous death ; 
 
 He conquerd when he fell, 
 ^Tisfnifc'd, faid his dying breath, 
 
 And fhook the gates of hell. 
 
 a 'Tisjinifi-J our Emmanuel cries, 
 
 The dreadful vi'ork is done ; 
 Hence Ihall his fov reign throne arife. 
 
 His kingdom is begun. 
 
 3 His crofs a furc foundation laid 
 For glory an<i renown, 
 
 When thro' the regions of the dead 
 He pafs'd to reach the crown. 
 
 4 Exalted at his Father's fide 
 Sits our victorious Lord : 
 
 To heav'n and hell his hands divide 
 The vengeance of reward. 
 
 5 Th« faints from his propitious eye, 
 Await their fev'rai crowns, 
 
 And all the fons of darknefs S.f 
 The terror of his frowns, 
 
314—] HYMN CCCXCV. 
 HYMN CCCXCV. Scvcns. 
 
 Faretuel to the World. 
 
 1 WORLD adieu ! thou real cheat, 
 Oft have thy deceitful charms 
 Fill'd my heart with fond conceit, 
 Foolifh hopes, and falfe alarms ; 
 Now I fee, as clear as day, 
 How thy follies pafs away. 
 
 a Vain thy entertaining fights, 
 Falfe thy promifes renew'd, 
 All the pomp of thy delights 
 Does but flatter and delude : 
 Thee I quit, for heav'n above, 
 Objedl of the nobleft love- 
 
 5 Farewel hon our's empty pride. 
 Thy own nice, uncertain gufl. 
 If the lead mif chance betide. 
 Lays thee lower than the daft 
 Worldly honors end in gall. 
 Rife to-day — to-morrow fall, 
 
 4 Foolifh vanity — farewel— 
 More inconftant than the waves, 
 Where thy foothing fancies dwell, 
 Purefl tempers they deprave = 
 He, to whom I fly from thee, 
 Jefus Chrift ihall fet me free. 
 
 5 Let not, Lord ! my wand'ring mind 
 Follow after fleeting toys. 
 
 Since, in the alon e, 1 find 
 Solid and fubflant ial joys : 
 Joys which never overpafl:, 
 Throgh eternity fiiall iaft. 
 
HYMN CCCXCVI. [—315 
 
 6 Lord ! how happy is a heart 
 After thee while it afpires ! 
 True and faithful as thou art, 
 Thou fhalt anfvver its dcfires ; 
 It fliall fee the glorious fcene 
 Of thine everlafting reign. 
 
 HYMN CCCXCVI. (Tuiie, Neiv-York- ) 
 
 The dying Chrifttan to his SouL 
 
 1 VITAL fpark of heavenly flame ; 
 Quit. Oh, quit this mortal frame ; 
 Trembhng, hoping, ling'ring, flying, 
 Oh, the pain, the blifs of dying ! 
 Ceafe, fond nature, ceafe thy flrife, 
 And let me languifh into life, 
 
 1, Hark ! they whifper, angels fay, 
 Sifter fpirlt, come away. 
 What is this abforbs me quite ? 
 Steals my fenfes. fhuts my fight, 
 Drowns my fpirits, draws my breath ?■ 
 Tell me, my foul, can this be death ? 
 
 3 The world recedes ; it difappears ! 
 Heavn opens on my eyes : my ears 
 With founds feraphic ring^ 
 Lend, lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ^ 
 . O grave ! where is thy vivftory ? 
 O death ! where is thy fting ? 
 
 KYMN CCCXCVII. C- M. 
 
 yl Funeral Piecs. 
 
 I THE righteous fou's that ts^vi theii- H gh'. 
 
 Far from this world cf p?.ii;, 
 In God's paternal bofom \:h% 
 
 Y<.'r ever fh^Il rcaiaia. 
 
3a6— ] HYMN CCCXCVlii. 
 
 a To minds unv/ife they feem to die, 
 
 All joyful hope to ceafe ; 
 W'hiift they, fecur'd by faith, repofe 
 
 In everlailing peace. 
 
 3 For at the great, the awful day, 
 When ChriR dcfcends from high ; 
 
 With myriads of angelic faints, 
 They il meet him in the Iky. 
 
 4 1 heir God, their Judge, their mighty Lord. 
 Sh?.li pour redeeming grace ; 
 
 Ai.d cailthen:! ever to behold, 
 I'hw briorhtrefs of his hct. 
 
 HYMN CCCXCVIII. C. M. 
 ChrijUhe fo!sntain cf Life. Rev- sxi. t. 
 1 OH, what amazing words of grace 
 
 Are in the gofpel four.d ! 
 Suited to every finner's cafe, 
 Who knows the joyful found. 
 
 s Here Jefus calls; and he's a true, 
 
 A kir.d, a faithful friend; 
 Kc's Alpha and Omega too, 
 
 Beginning and the end. 
 
 3 Come the*- , ^vith all your wai ts and wotuv'r. 
 Your every burden bring; 
 
 Here love, eternal love aboundf, 
 A deep celeftiai fpring- 
 
 4 Wheever tihrfts, O gracious \\ord! 
 Shall of this flreain partake ; 
 
 Com.e, thirfty fouls, and blefs the Lord, 
 And drink for Jefu's fake- 
 
 5 This fpring with living waters flows, 
 And living joy impart^ ; 
 
 Come, thirfty fouls, your wants difclofc, 
 Apd <kiak with thanjifttl hearts- 
 
HYMN CCCXCIX. [—317 
 
 6 To Cnuers poor, like me and you, 
 
 He faith hell freely give ; 
 Come, thirfty fouls, and prove It true, 
 
 Drink, and forevor live. 
 
 HYMN CCCXCIX. Eights and Sevens. 
 
 The rlnfe of the year. 
 1 Hr. A V'Nl-Y Father, here we blcfs thee, 
 
 All thy poolnefs we adore ; 
 And, with hunihle fongs addrcfs thee, 
 
 God of mercy, love, and pow'r ! 
 Thou haft h^^:n our great falvarion, 
 
 Through the world's deceitful maze ; 
 Through aiHii^ion and tempution, 
 
 Thou hail k*.pt us all our days. 
 
 a Having help from thee obtained. 
 
 Hire btforc thee, Lord, we ftand ; 
 Foes and fears thou kaft reftrained, 
 
 By thy gracious, mighty hand ; 
 Ev'ry want hafh thou fupplied, 
 
 Life, and Health, and needful food; 
 Nothing has thy love denied 
 
 Which thou knew'fh would do us good. 
 
 3 But renewing I-ove and fuvor 
 
 In us wrought by fovereign grace, 
 Through a dear and precious Saviour, 
 
 Call for fongs of loudeft praue ; 
 Here our fins are all forgiven ; 
 
 Here our mighty debt is paid ; 
 Here we've peace, and peace with Heaven, 
 
 Made in him our living Head- 
 
 4 He, dear Shepherd, kindly fought us, 
 Strong to fave us, he drew near ; 
 
 Hitherto his lo^'e has b'oui^ht us, 
 And we ciofe another year. 
 
3i8— ] HYMN CCeC. 
 
 Pardon, Lord, our ev'ry failing ; 
 
 Oh/orgive our follies paft; 
 Let thy grace be ftill prevailing. 
 
 Safe to bring us home at laft. 
 
 S If another year thou fpare us, 
 
 Grace, and flrength, and mercy give 
 For thy holy will prepare us, 
 
 Whether we ihail die or live. 
 Now to God, the great Jehovah, 
 
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft, 
 Be the higheft praife for ever, 
 
 Here, and by the heav'nly hod. 
 
 HYMN cccc. Eights and Sixes. 
 
 Longing fov a place at the right havd of the Judge 
 
 1 WHEN thou, myrighteous judge, Ihalt comc 
 To fetch thy ranfom'd people home, 
 
 Shall I among them ftand ? 
 Shall fuch a v\ orthlefs worm as I, 
 Who fometimes am afraid to die, 
 
 JBe found at thy right hand ? 
 
 ■2, 1 love to meet among them now, 
 Before thy gracious feet to bow, 
 
 Tho" viltil of them all ; 
 But can I bear the piercing thought ? 
 What if my nam.e ihould be left cut, 
 
 When thcu for them fhalt call ! 
 
 3 Prevent, prevent it by thy grace ; > 
 Be thou, dear Lord, my hiding place, 
 
 In this th' accepted day ; 
 Thy pard ning voice, Oh, .et me hear, 
 To ftill niy t.nbelievii,g lear ; 
 
 Nor let me fall I pray. 
 
 
HYMN CCCCI, [—329 
 
 4 Let me among thy faints be found, 
 When e'er th' archangel's trump Ihall found, 
 
 To fee thy fmiling face ; 
 Then loudeft of the crowd I'll fing, 
 While hcav'n's refounding manfions ring 
 
 With Ihouts of fov'reign grace, 
 
 HYWN CCCCI. C. M. 
 
 Tbe end of the JVorld. 
 
 1 WHY ihould this earth delight us fo? 
 
 Why fliould vs e fix our eyes 
 On thefe low grounds where forrows grow, 
 
 And ev'ry pleafure dies ? 
 
 4 While time his Iharpeft teeth prepares 
 
 Our comforts to devour, 
 There is a land above the flars, 
 
 And joys above his pow'r. 
 
 3 Nature fhall be diffolv'd and die, 
 The fun muft end his race ; 
 
 The earth and Tea for ever fly 
 Before my Saviour's face. 
 
 4 When will that glorious morning rife, 
 When the laft trumpet found ? 
 
 And c.'ill the nations to the fkics. 
 From underneath the ground ? 
 
 HYMN CCCCII. L. M. 
 
 A happy refiirredlion. 
 
 I NO, I'll repine at death no more, 
 But with a cheerful gafp refign, 
 To the cold dungeon of the grave, 
 Thefe dying, withring limbs of mine- 
 
 /ak. 
 
330—] HYMN CCCCni. 
 
 1 Let worms devour my wafting flefti, 
 And crumble all my bones to duft, 
 My God (hall raife my frame anew, 
 At the revival of the juft. 
 
 3 Break, facred morning, thro' the Ikies, 
 Bring that delightful; dreadful day, 
 Cut fhort the hours, dear Lord, and come. 
 Thy ling'ring wheels how long they ftay ! 
 
 [4 Our weary fpirits faint to fee 
 The light of thy returning face. 
 And hear the language of ihofe lips 
 Where God hasflied hisricheft grace ] 
 
 [5 Hafte then upon t'ne wings of love, 
 Roufe all the pious fleeping clay, 
 That we may join in hea'vnly joys. 
 And fu'g the triumph ef the day ] 
 
 I 
 
 HYMN CCCCIII. C. M. 
 
 The lajl Judgment. 
 I HE comes ! hecoaies ! to judge the world, 
 
 Aloud th' archangel cries ; 
 While thunders roll from pole to poll, 
 
 And lightnings cleave the Ikies. 
 
 a Th' aiFrighted nations hear the found. 
 
 And up'-vard lift their eycb ; 
 The flumb'f ing tenants of the ground 
 
 In living armies rxfe- 
 
 3 Amid the fiiouts of nunVrcus friends, 
 Of hoils divin;?ly brighc, 
 
 The judge in fuicma ponip dcf:ends, 
 Array'dln robes of li^ht. 
 
 4 His head and hairs are ^^hite a fnoAr, 
 K!s eyes a fiery flame, 
 
 A ladiant crown adorns his Itow, 
 
 And J^f'<^ i^ -i^ I-*'--' 
 
HOSANNAS. [—331 
 
 5 Writ on his thigh his name appears, 
 And fears his viA'ries tell ; 
 
 Lo ! in his hand the conqa'ror bears 
 The keys of deatk and hell. 
 
 6 Now he afcends the judgmtnt-feat, 
 And at his dread command, 
 
 Myriadi of creatures round his feet 
 In fclemn (ilence ftand. 
 
 7 Princes and peafants here expert 
 Their lafl, their righteous doom ; 
 
 The men who dar'd his grace rejeifl. 
 And they who dar'd prefume. 
 
 8 "fDepart.ye fens of death and fin," 
 The injur'd JtTus cries, 
 
 While the long-kindling wrath within 
 Flalhes from both his eyes. 
 
 9 And now in words divinely fweet, 
 With rapture in his face, 
 
 Aloud his facred lips repeat 
 The fentence of his grace : 
 
 10 " Well done, my good and faithful fons, 
 •' The children of my !ove ; 
 
 " Receive the fccptres, crowns and thrones 
 " Prcpar'd for you above." 
 
 HOSANNAS AND DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 HOSANNAS. 
 
 Long Metre, 
 
 X HOSANNAto King David's Sr>a, 
 Who reigns on a fuperior throne ; 
 We blefs the Prince of heav'niy birth, 
 Who brings falvation down to t arth- 
 
 1 Let cv"ry nation, cv'ry age, 
 La this delightful work engage 5 
 
331—1 BOXOLOGIES. 
 Old men and babes in Zion fin? 
 The growing glories of her King. 
 
 Common Metre. 
 I HOSANNA to the Prince of ^race 
 
 Zion, behold thy King ; * 
 
 Proclaim the Son of David's race 
 
 And teach the babes to fing. * 
 a Hafanna to th' incarnate word 
 
 Who from the Father came ; ' 
 Afcribe falvation to the Lord, ' 
 
 With blcffings on his name'. 
 
 Short Metre, 
 1 HOSANNA to the Son 
 Of David and of God, 
 Who brought the news of pardon down. 
 And bought it with his blood, 
 J To Chrifl th' anointed Kjn? 
 Be endlefs bleffmgs giv'n • 
 Let the whole earth his glory fing, 
 Who made our peace with heav'n. 
 
 Sevens. 
 SING hofanna to the Lord, 
 Hail the everlafling word. 
 Tell his life his dcach.. his love, 
 Bow before nim now above. 
 
 DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 Afong ofpra\fe to the ever blejfcd Trmiiy, God th« 
 
 Father^ Son and Spirit, 
 
 Long Metre. 
 
 T If^}"! *^' ^"^^^'- ^"^ ^'s love, 
 To whofe celeftial fource we owe 
 Rivers of endlefs joys ..b©ve, 
 And rills of cemfort here below. 
 
DOXOLOGIES. [-^33^ 
 
 i Glory to thee, great Son of God, 
 i From whofe dear wounded body rolls 
 A precious ftream of vital blood, 
 Pardon and life for dying fouls. 
 
 3 We give thee facred S' irit, praife. 
 Who in our hearts of fin and woe. 
 Makes living fprings of grace arife, 
 And into boundlefs glory flow. 
 
 4 Thus God the Father, Goi the Son, 
 And God the Spirit, we adore ; 
 
 That fea of life and love unknown, 
 Without a bottom or a fhore. 
 L:ng Metre. 
 TO God the Father, God the Son, 
 And God the Spirit, three in one. 
 Be honor, praife, and glory giv'n, 
 5y all on earth, and all in heav'n. 
 
 Common Metre. 
 LET God the Father and the Son, 
 
 And Spirit be ador d. 
 Where there are works to make him known, 
 
 Or faints to love the Lord. 
 
 SBort Metre. 
 YE angels round the throne, 
 And faints that dwell below, 
 Worfliip the Father, pniife the Son, 
 And blcfsthe fpirit too. 
 
 Astbeliitb Pfalm. 
 NOW to the great and facred three. 
 The Father, Son, and Spirit be, 
 
 Eternal praife and glory giv'n. 
 Through all the worlds where God is knowUj 
 By all the angels near the throne. 
 
 And all the faints in earth and heav t*. 
 
334—1 DOXOLOGIES, 
 
 Asthel\%tb Pfalm. 
 TO God the Father's throne, 
 Perpetua 1 honors raife, 
 Glory to God the Son, 
 To God the Spirit praife - 
 
 With all our pow'rs, 
 
 Eternal King, 
 
 Thy name we fing, 
 
 While faith adores. 
 
 Eighti and Sixes. 
 TO Father, Son, and Holy Ghof^, 
 Be praife amid the heav'nly hoft, 
 
 And in the church belov/ ; 
 From whom all creatures drew their breath, 
 By whom redemption blefs'd the earthy 
 
 From whom all comforts flow ! 
 
 Eights and Sevens. 
 MAY the grace of Chrift our Saviour, 
 And the Father's boundlefs love, 
 With the holy Spirit's favor, 
 Reft upon us from above ! 
 Thus may we abide in union 
 With each other and the Lord ; 
 And poflefs, in fweet communion, 
 Joys which earth cannot afford. 
 
 Sevens. 
 PRAISE the Father, praife the Son, 
 Praife the Spirit, one in three, 
 Join the fong in heav'n begun, 
 Glory to the Trinity. 
 
A TABLE OF FIRST LINES, 
 
 Page. 
 
 ABSENT from flefh ! O blifsful thought, 14* 
 
 Adam our father and our head, 27 
 
 AfflicSted faints to Chrifl draw near, 81 
 
 Ah lovely appearance of death, 293 
 
 Alas, alas, how blind Tvebeen, 166 
 
 Alas and did my Saviour bleed, 2175 
 
 Alas by nature how deprav'd, 3 a 
 
 Alas what hourly dangers rife, 171 
 
 All hail the pow'r of Jefu's name, 73 
 
 Almighty God thy piercing eye, 19 
 
 Almighty maker God, 196 
 
 Almighty maker of my frame, ^86 
 
 Almighty Sov'reign of the fkies, 478 
 
 Aloud we ling the wond'rous grace, IZJ 
 
 Amazing grace how fweet the found, gz 
 
 Am I a foldier of the crofs, 7© 
 
 And is this heav'n and am I there, 14a 
 
 And muft I part with all 1 have, 135 
 
 And will the great eternal God, 477 
 
 And will the Judge defcend, 301 
 
 And will th' offended God again, 154 
 
 Angels roll the rock away, 58 
 
 Anxious I flrove to find the way, 433 
 
 A prefent God is all our ftrength, 90 
 
 Afcend thy throne almighty King, 1 98 
 
 As the ferpent rais'd by Mofes, 38 
 
 Aftonifh'd and diflrefs'd, aj 
 
 As when the weary traveller gains, ai6 
 At length the wifli'd^for fpring is come, 2$^ 
 
 Attend my ear, my heart rejoice, 30a 
 
 Attend my foul the voice divine, 14 
 
 Attend while God's exalted Son, 5X 
 
 Awake, awake the facred fong, 31a 
 
 Awake my foul to joyful lays, lO 
 
 Awake my foul tune every firing, a 30 
 
33(>—] TABLE. 
 
 Page. 
 
 Awake our drowfy fouls, 260 
 
 Away my unbelieving fear, 1 45 
 
 BEHOLD the great eternal God, 1 6 
 
 Behold the Saviour on the tree, 431 
 
 Behold the fons the heirs of God, 1 1 z 
 
 BeCde the gofpel pool, 16a 
 
 Bleft are the humble fo^ls that fee, ^4% 
 
 Blcft be the tie that binds, 124 
 
 Bleft Lord behold the guilty fcorn, 205 
 
 Bleft Lord when darknefs veils the Ikie?, ZS7 
 
 Bleft Martha love 2nd joy cxprcfsd, 158 
 
 Bleft Saviour by thy pow'rful word, 130 
 
 Blow ye the trumpet blow, 33 
 Break thro' the clouds dear Lord and fhine,i78 
 
 Brethren btlov'd for Jefu's fake, 209 
 
 By various maxims forms and rules, 177 
 
 CHEER up my foul there is a mercy feat, 221 
 
 Children of the heav'nly king, 110 
 
 Chrift the Lord is ris'n tc-aay, 31a 
 
 Come gracious fpirit heav'nly dove, 87 
 
 Come holy Ghoft my foul infpire, 1 75 
 
 Come humble Cimcr in whofe breaft, 167 
 
 Come let rae love or is my mind, j 23 
 
 Come my foul thy fuit prepare, 9 1 
 
 Ccme feraph, Itnd your heav'nly tongue, 316 
 
 Come fmners faith the mighty God, 48 
 
 Come thou ahr.ighty Kmg, 248 
 
 Come ye fmners poor aiid wretched, 48 
 
 Creator God eternal Jight, 143 
 
 DEAD be my heart to all below, 2C2 
 
 Dear friend of guilty finner-, hear, J 28 
 
 Dear Lord though bitter U the cup, J 27 
 
 Dtatli and the grave arc doleful themes, 309 
 
 Death v/ith his drtad conimiflion feal'd. 282 
 
 Deep are the wounds wliich fin hatii miide, 84 
 
 Dsftrudcion'i dangerous road, 193 
 
TABLE. [—337 
 
 Page, 
 
 Did Chrift o'er fmners weep, 196 
 
 Did ft thou dear Jefusfuffer Ihanie, '^ 96 
 
 Difmifs us with thy blelTing Lord, 237 
 
 Dread Sinai roars the man be curft, a8 
 
 EARTH has engrofs'd my love too long, 306 
 Ere the blue heavens were ftretch'd abroad; 30 
 
 Eternal God almighty caufe, 5 
 
 Eternal God enthron'd on high, 215 
 
 Eternal power whofe high abode, 15 
 
 Eternal fource of every joy, 254 
 
 Eternal fpirit fource of Ught, 88 
 
 Eternal wifdom thee we praife, 20 
 
 FAITH adds new charms to earthly blifs, lOr 
 
 Far from thy fold O God my feet, iij 
 
 Father divine thy piercing eye, 173 
 
 Father how wide thy glories ihine, j r 
 
 Father, is not thy promife pledg'd, 203 
 
 Father of all thy care we blefs, 174 
 
 Father of faithful Abraham, hear, S04 
 
 Father of glory to thy name, 6 
 
 Father of mercies in thy word, 44 
 
 Father fupreme ;;U nature's God, 72-z 
 
 Father whate'cr of earthly blifs, 171 
 
 Fierce paflions difcompofe the mind, 1 : 6 
 
 Forgivenefs 'tis a joyful found, 65 
 
 Frequent the day of God returns, 26 r 
 
 GIVEto the winds thy fears, ^4 
 
 Glory to God on feigh, 3 1 4 
 God from his throne with piercing eye, 296 
 
 God in the gofpel of his fon, 3 3 
 
 God moves in a myfterlous way, 23 
 
 Go worfhip at Emmanuel's feet, 24^ 
 
 Grace 'tis a chariuing found, 47 
 
 Gracious fpirit dove divine, jg 
 P 
 
. ,^-^j T A B L £. 
 
 PAgC. 
 
 < Ixrd I may delight in thee. las 
 
 .... .1 rmtr of this various frame, 14 
 
 : ca: Gcd of glory fhow thy face, 2o6 
 
 .. .-Lut God of provj'dtrjce thy wiLys, aj 
 
 ( i ;• . .: L G cd my n. akt r an d m y k ir.g, 187 
 
 G.'tciL iburceofDeliig heavenly kii)g, az4 
 
 ■ All. mighty 'Jefushow divine, 46 
 
 1 Jaii the day that lees him rife, i©7 
 
 Hsppy the hours, the golden days 3^1 
 
 Hiuk from, the fky the trump prociaim.s, 199 
 
 Hark hear the found on earth 'tis found, 165 
 
 Hark the glad found the Saviour comes, 56 
 
 Heal us Emmanuel here we fland, 77 
 
 Hear gracious fovereign from thy throne, 87 
 
 Heaven has confirmd the great decree, a86 
 
 Heavenly father here we blefs thee, 327 
 
 lie comes he comes to judge the world, ^^30 
 
 He dies the friend of finnersdies, 269 
 
 He lives the great redf cmer lives, 6* 
 
 He who on earth as man was known, 64 
 
 Ho every one that thirds draw nigh, 188 
 
 i?oly and reverend is thy name, la 
 
 Holy Ghofl difpel our fadnefs, 17 
 
 Hofunnas to the prince of light, 185 
 
 How am I held a prifoner now, 141 
 
 How bleft the righteous are, 80 
 How firm a foundation ye faints of the Lord, 1 70 
 
 How great how terrible that God, 298 
 
 How great our glorious fhepherd's love, 263* 
 
 irt'ow happy they who know the Lord, aio 
 
 How loft was my condition, 39 
 Howmai:y& great are the foes which infeft, 169 
 
 How many years has man been driven, 204 
 
 How precious is the book divine, 43 
 
 How fad our (late by nature 13, 183 
 
 How Ihatl the fons of men appea r, 198 
 
 How iwc«t the name of Jefus founds, 63 
 
TABLE. [-339 
 
 Page. 
 I ASK'D the Lord that I might grow, 17a 
 
 Jehovah reigns his throne is high, 1 Sz 
 
 Jehovah reigns let all the earth, 74 
 
 Jefus beheving we rejoice, 149 
 
 Jefu s Jet thy pitying eye, 31 j 
 
 Jcfu s lover of my foul, ij7 
 
 Jefus my all to lieaven is gose, 98 
 
 Jefus my king proclaims the war, 156 
 
 Jefus our triumphant head, 108 
 
 Jefus thy bleflingsare not few, 96 
 
 Jefus we Blefs thy father's name, 37 
 
 Jefus we fing thy matchlefs grace, 150 
 
 Jefus who knows full wellj 160 
 
 If God had bid his thunder roll, 163 
 
 I hate the tempter and his charms, ' 218 
 
 1 love the Lord but ah how far, 320 
 
 Indulgent father by whofe care, aj 8 
 
 Infinite excellence is thine, 8-j 
 
 Infinite grief amazing woe, ^64 
 
 In his own appointed hour, 2^4 
 
 In fin by blinded palfions led, j8o 
 
 In vain my fancy drives to paint, 288 
 
 In vain the giddy world enquires, 20i 
 
 Join all the names of love and power, 246 
 
 I fend the joys of earth away, 239 
 
 I fing my Saviour's wondrous death, 22 i 
 
 I was a grov'ling creature once, 125 
 
 I would but cannot fing, 114 
 
 KEEP filen-ce all created things, 9 
 
 LADEN v/ith guilt and full of fears, 45 
 
 Let all our tongues be one, 27 fi- 
 
 Let anxious doubts be heard no more, I04 
 
 Let carnal minds the world purfue, 234 
 
 Let party names no more, 125 
 Let thofe who bear the Chriftian name, 136 
 
 Let us adore the grace that feeks, j8i 
 
340—] TABLE. 
 
 Page. 
 
 Let us love and firg and wonder, 217 
 
 Let Zion's watchmen allavrake, 276 
 
 Lo he Cometh countlefs trumpets, 303 
 
 Lo I behold the fcatt'ring (hades, 295 
 
 Long have I walkd this dreaiT' road, 138 
 
 Look down O Lord wi:h pitying eye, 197 
 
 liOrd at thy feet we finners lie, 1O0 
 
 Lord difniifs us with thy bltifin^, 238 
 Lord haft thou made nie know thy ways, 71 
 
 Lord 1 ampain'd but I refigh, 28^ 
 
 Lord I'm defil'd in every part, loi 
 
 Lord ftiall we part with gold for drofs, ioi 
 
 Lord thou hall been thy children's God, 6 
 
 Lord thou with an unerring beam, 8^^ 
 
 Lord what a crowd of anxious cares, 226 
 
 Lord whatisn-;£n extremes hoKv wide, 189 
 
 Lord who fliall drive my trembling foul, 146' 
 
 Lb the young tribes of Adam rife, 21 1 
 
 Love divine ail loves excelling, 76 
 
 Lo what a rapturous joy poflefs'd, S5 
 
 MAN has a foul of vaft deiires, z^cf 
 
 Mercy O thou Son of David, I53f 
 
 Methinks the laft great day is come, 300 
 
 'Micift all the priefts of Jewifh race, 97 
 
 Xvloft Holy Lord I love thy truth, 235 
 
 Muft all the charms of nature then, 213 
 
 My barns are full my florcs increafe, 159 
 
 My dear redeemer fee, 4% 
 
 My former hopes are dead, a20 
 
 My heart has been too long enfnar'd, iSz 
 
 My foul doth magnify the Lord, 164 
 
 My foul would fain indulge a hope, aSa 
 
 My times of fcrrow and of joy, 134 
 
 NO Til repine at death no more, 329' 
 
 No let us never mourn for thole, 3^0 
 
TABLE. [—341 
 
 Page. 
 
 Ko more T aik or hope to find, ai? 
 
 Kot all the nobles ef the earth, 66 
 
 Not by the laws of innocence, 53 
 
 Kot to Sinai's dreadful blaze, 236 
 
 Now begin the heavenly theme, 37 
 
 Now gracious Lord thine arm reveal, 249 
 
 Now in a fong of grateful praife, 85 
 
 Now is the time th' accepted hour, 69 
 
 Now let a true ambition rife, 238 
 
 Now let our fouls on wings fublime, 211 
 
 Now may the Lord reveal his face, 46 
 
 Now Tee the rebel raifc his eyes, 300 
 
 Now the Ibades of night are gone, 256 
 
 O COULD I find from day to day, 148 
 
 O could our thoughts and wifhes fly, 285 
 
 Of all the joys which creamres know, 114 
 
 O for a elder walk with God, 77 
 
 O for a glance of heavenly day, 106 
 
 O for a heart to praife and pray, 259 
 
 O for a thoufand tongues to iing, ayi 
 
 Of finful Adam's numerous race, irj 
 
 Oft as the bell v/ith folemn toll, 287 
 
 O God whofe favorable eye, 19I 
 
 O happy foul that lives on high, 195 
 
 Oh what amazing w^ords of grace, 326 
 
 O Lord by thy iupporting hand, 250 
 
 O Lord how vi'e am 1, 2i 9 
 
 OLcrd rry beft defiresfull. 135 
 
 O Lord our languid fouls infpire, 208 
 
 O love divine what haft thou done, 75 
 
 Once did the fons of AbiCaham pafs, 264 
 
 Once O Lord thy garden flouriHi'd, 207 
 
 Once perilhing in blood I lay, 99 
 
 One awful word v/hich Jefus fpoke, 158 
 
 One thtrie is above all ethers, 187 
 
 On man in his own image made^ 26 
 
 Of>prefs'd witii unb«li<^f and fin, 175 
 
34a—] TABLE. 
 
 P4gC 
 
 O righteous God thou judge fupreme, a8r 
 
 O fijjht of anguifli view it near, 34 
 O tell me no more of this v/orld's vain ftore, 7a 
 
 O that I knew the fecret place, 67 
 
 O ihat my load of fin were gone, 93 
 
 O that the Lord would hear my cry, 131 
 Othoumy Gc' ■• ho from thy throne fupreme 131 
 
 O thou to wK.'ic al!-Iearchirg fight, 241 
 
 Our great Redeemtr ■■ gone, 274 
 
 Our life how ihort a groan a figh, 288 
 
 Our Lord is rifen from the dead, 60 
 
 Our wiflies would our ruin prove, g% 
 
 O wretched fouls who flrivt in vain, 174 
 
 PATIENCE O what a grace divirc, 127 
 
 Peace 'lis the Lord Jehovahs hand, i fri 
 
 Plung'd in a gu'ph of dark defpair, 1S4 
 
 Poor fmners iittle do they thii^k, ijZ 
 
 Praife to the Lord wKo bows hib car, 279 
 
 Prepare a thankful fong, 1 89 
 
 Prepare me gracious God, 191 
 
 Proflrate dear Jefus at thy feet, 55 
 
 RAISE thonghtlefs finner raife thine eye, 137 
 
 Rejoice the Lord i.s kirg, 60 
 
 Religion is the chief concern, 144 
 
 Remember Ui we pray thee L-ord, 236 
 
 Reper.t the voi:e celefliai cries, 54 
 P.eturn my roving' heart return, ■ 150 
 
 Pvife my foul and ikttch thy wings, ijj 
 
 SALVATION what a glorious plan, 29 
 
 Saviour I do f;rel tr.y merit, 67 
 
 Saviour fliine and cheer my foul, 118 
 
 See Aaron God's anointed pneft, 79 
 
 See, graciou? G^d, before thy throne, 2 80 
 See how br..\vn autumn fprcads the field, 253 
 
 Ste how lUde winter's icy hand, ai l 
 
See ho-7\r the little toliiiig^ anf . 
 
 See how the worthiefs branijle t'cu::.;^, i 
 
 See human nature funk in flian:s, 8 > 
 
 See the raHi yourh d-rfird with Ci:i, r >7 
 
 See the viftoriou? J-fus come, : '^ < 
 Shepherd of Ifrael thou doil keep, 
 Shpherdi rejoice iiicup youreyc^, 
 Should bouuteo'js nature kindly poui 
 
 Should the riling whirlwinds tear. i^l;' 
 
 Sight, hearing, feeling, tafte and fr^i^ :l. ro " 
 
 Sing to the Lord a new melodious ior\^\ -z ^> " 
 
 Sin has undone cur wretched race, 25c 
 
 Sinner art thou Pfii! fecir.-*, 2;- 
 
 Siiiner behold I've heard why ^roaii, i ; ". 
 
 Sinners obey the gofpcl vvord. 9 ; 
 
 Sinners the voice of God regard, ';c 
 
 Smote by the law I'm jurtly llaiu, 10; 
 
 Sometimes a light furprifes, :. 54 
 
 Sov'reign of life I own th/i.r,:!:], iS^ 
 
 Stay thou infulted fpirit, (lay, 89 
 
 Stretch'd on the crofs the Saviour dies, 58 
 
 Sure the bleil comforter ii nigh, 89 
 
 Sure 'tis in vain to feek for biifs, 1 40 
 
 Swee'-er founds than mufic kncW), 5 1 
 
 Sweet glories ru?h upon my fijht, z 1 7 
 
 Sweet was the time when nril I felt, 117 
 
 Swell the anthem raife the fo.ig, 30? 
 
 TH \T was a wonder working word, i So 
 
 The bilio-.vs Uvcll, the winds are high, zj % 
 
 The book of natars open lies, 2- 
 
 The dawn of mornii-'g veils her face, 30J. 
 
 The day is pifl ar.d gone, i£ y 
 
 Thea wilU love my Lord my tower, 147 
 The fountain of Chrift Lord help us to fing. 4 c 
 
 The God oi Abra'm praife, -. t ( 
 
 Ta^ Gai who $;:i:t fy iu-ael fpoke, za 
 
:44--] TABLE. 
 
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 The grafs and flow'rs v\ hich cloath the field, 25 z 
 
 The Lord my pafture Ihall prepi-e, 324 
 
 T he Lord proclaims his grace abroad, 99 
 
 Ihe Lord receives his highcft praife, 193 
 
 The Lord will happirefs divine, I19 
 
 The mighty frame of glorious grace, 61 
 
 The moment a fmncr believes, loz 
 
 The new born child cf gofpcl grace, 190 
 
 Th£ righteous fouls that take their flight, 325 
 
 T here is a fountain filTd with blood, 4X 
 
 There is a God that reigns above, 20 
 
 7here was an hour when Chiift rejoic'd, 240 
 
 The Savicur to adore, 3 1 8 
 
 Thine earthly fabbaths Lord we love, 262 
 
 This God is the Gcd we adore, 313 
 
 1 hough in the eartli'y church below, 153 
 1 hough troubles alTail and dangers affright, 78 
 
 Thou great fhyfician of the foul, 116 
 
 Through all the changing icenes cf life, 144 
 
 Through ail the varicHs iliiftirg fcencs, 23 
 
 Thus far my God has led me on, 186 
 
 1 hus faith the holy one and true, 1 78 
 T hy mercy my God ig the thtme of my fong. 1 1 
 
 Thy names how infinite they be, 7 
 
 T hy prefcnce gracious God afford, 237 
 
 Thy way?, O Loi d, wirh wilt deCgn, 21 
 
 'Tis a point I long to find, 120 
 
 'Tit^ from the treafurcs cf his word, 245 
 
 n is Jcfi^s calls my fcul away, 140 
 
 'Tis the Lord thus far has brought me, 129 
 
 To break the chains cffin and death, 51 
 
 To God the only wife, 179 
 
 1 o iove divine th' eternal fong. 147 
 'Tv as on that night w hen doc m'd to know, 269 
 
 "f was the eternal word that fpoke, 255 
 
 T IT A L fpark of heavenly flame, 315 
 
TABLE. [-345 
 
 Page 
 
 UNCLEAN, unclean and full of fin, 146 
 
 Unvail thy bofom faithful tomb, Z94 
 
 WAIT, O my foul, thy maker's will, 10 
 
 Wealth is a bleffing only lent, ill 
 
 Weary of ftruggling with my pain, 94 
 
 What jarring natures dwells within, a8 
 
 What myfteries Lord in thee combine 173 
 
 What fcenes of horror and of dread, api 
 
 What various hindrances we meet, 161 
 
 What wifdom majelly and grace, 25 
 
 What wretched fools are they who hear, 296 
 
 When a black overfpreading cloud, 500 
 
 When any turn from Zion's way, 16a 
 
 When converts firft begin to fing, iia 
 
 When darknefs long has veii'd my mind, 11 1 
 
 When death appears before my fight, 290 
 
 Whene'er the angry paffion? rife, 83 
 
 When God the patriarch Abra'm call'd, Q.t>z 
 
 When I tan read my title clear, aj j 
 
 When Ifrael ih rough the defert pafs'd, 43 
 
 When I furvey the wondrous crofs, 265 
 
 When I the bled Redeemer fee, a6 5 
 
 When I the holy grave furvey, 59 
 
 When on a fummer's fultry day, S,z7 
 When the fiirce north winds with his airy 
 
 forces, 319 
 
 When the poor leeper's cafe I read, 200 
 When thou my righteous Judge faalt come, 328 
 
 When with my mind devoutly prefs'd, 168 
 
 Where is my God, does he retire, 64 
 
 Where fiiali we finners hide our heads, 70 
 
 Wherewith O Lord Ihall I draw near, ^;^ 
 
 While I to grief my foul gave way, 208 
 
 While on the verge of life I {land, 289 
 
 Who fiiall condemn to endlefs flames, 36 
 
 Vv'^hy do we mou''n departing friends, " 291 
 
 P 2 
 
346-1 
 
 TABLE. 
 
 
 
 Page 
 
 Why fhould this earth delight us (o. 
 
 329 
 
 Why finks my weak defponding mind, 
 
 109 
 
 With dying want the fmner cries, 
 
 200 
 
 With fiery ferpents greatly pain'd, 
 
 ^?,3 
 
 With holy zeal and Chriftlan grace, 
 
 229 
 
 With humble heart and tongue, 
 
 214 
 
 With kind compaffion hear my cry, 
 
 131 
 
 With thee great God the (lores of light, 
 
 256 
 
 World adieu, thou real cheat, 
 
 344 
 
 YE glittering toys of earth adieu, 
 
 83 
 
 Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm, 
 
 212 
 
 Ye fons of men with joy record, 
 
 15 
 
 Ye wretched hungry ftarving poor, 
 
 270 
 
 Ye worlds of light that roil lo near. 
 
 74 
 
 Yonder amazing fight I fee. 
 
 57 
 
 ZEAL is that pure and heavenly flame, 
 
 i9i 
 
 A TABLE OF TEXTS of SCRIPTURE, 
 
 Hymn 
 
 Hymn 
 
 Genefi-s, 
 
 Joftua. 
 
 
 Ui. - - - 27 
 
 xyJv. IS 
 
 213 
 
 V. 24. - - P3 
 
 Judges. 
 
 
 xviii. 19. - 212 
 
 xvi. 20 
 
 109 
 
 xxii. 14. - 94 
 
 I Samuel. 
 
 
 Exodus. 
 
 XXX. 6 
 
 13* 
 
 xxxiv. 6—8. - iz 
 
 I Kings. 
 
 
 Leviticus. * 
 
 iii. 5 - lie 
 
 ), III 
 
 viU. 7—9 - 95 
 
 I Chronicles. 
 
 
 Numbers. 
 
 xvii. 16, r 7 
 
 11% 
 
 XX!. 4 - - 206 
 
 Either. 
 
 
 xxiii. 10 - 96 
 
 iv. 16 
 
 i04 
 
 Deuteronomy. 
 
 Job. 
 
 
 -vL 4 - - I 
 
 iii. 17 
 
 379 
 
 Yiii.^ - 229 
 
 xxiii. 3, 4 
 
 80 
 
 xxxiii. 25 - 97 
 
 xxix. 3, 
 
 14* 
 
 27 - JJ 
 
 
 
T 
 
 ABLE. [- 
 
 -347 
 
 
 Hymn 
 
 Hymn 
 
 PCalms. 
 
 Ixili. 7 
 
 8 
 
 ii. 8 
 
 Z5I 
 
 Jeremiah. 
 
 
 iv. 4 
 
 184 
 
 iii. 15 
 
 341 
 
 — 6 
 
 Z4b 
 
 viii. 22. 
 
 - lOI 
 
 vi. 
 
 161 
 
 xvii. 5—8 
 
 147 
 
 xlx. 
 
 49 
 
 — - 9 , - 
 
 29 
 
 xxiii. 
 
 277 
 
 Ezekiel. 
 
 
 xxiv. 7 
 
 71 
 
 ix. 4—6 
 
 347 
 
 XXXJV. 
 
 175 
 
 xvi. 6^ 
 
 120 
 
 xxxvii. 4 
 
 14S xxxvi. as— iS 
 
 - 121 
 
 xxxix. 
 
 353 37 
 
 104 
 
 xlv. 3-5 
 xlvi. 10 
 
 5Z xxxvii. 3 
 
 - ^44 
 
 185 Daniel. 
 
 
 Xlviii. 14 
 
 S84 V. 5, ^ - 
 
 186 
 
 li. II 
 
 loS — :i7 
 
 168 
 
 Ixv. II 
 
 314 Micah. 
 
 
 Ixxxvii. 5 
 Ixxxix. 1 
 
 343 vi. 6-8 
 
 9 Habakkuk 
 
 6i 
 
 xc. 
 
 3 iii. 17, 18 I 
 
 76, 283 
 
 xcvii. 
 
 &9 H-Sgai. 
 
 98 
 
 ci'. z5— 28 
 
 13 ii. 7 
 
 cvi. 4, 5 
 
 291 Zechariah 
 
 
 cvii. 
 
 22 xiii. I . - 
 
 45, 4<i 
 
 — 31 
 
 14 Matthew. 
 
 
 cxviii. 18, 19 
 
 35 1 V. z-ii 
 
 302 
 
 cxix. 9 
 
 206 — 44 
 
 I5i 
 
 — 105 
 
 48 vi. 6 
 
 211 
 
 -— 117 
 
 85 - 10 
 
 245 
 
 -- 136, 158 
 
 - 103 - 33 
 
 297 
 
 cxxxix. 
 
 - 5 
 
 viii. 2, 3 - 
 
 IZZ 
 
 . 187 
 
 Provevbs. 
 
 
 xiii. 37—42' 
 
 viii. 17 
 
 --'.63 
 
 — 39 
 
 313 
 
 -- 34, 35 
 
 il4 
 
 — 4^ 
 
 100 
 
 Solomon's Song. 
 
 XV. 19 
 
 29 
 
 i. 3 - 
 
 Ifaiah. 
 
 98 
 
 xvi. 26 
 
 249 
 
 
 x;x. 16—22, - 
 
 265 
 
 i. 18 
 
 55 
 
 xxiv. 44. 
 
 36i 
 
 VIM. 13 
 
 10 
 
 XXV. 34 
 
 374 
 
 xxiv. i3— ZO 
 
 - 36£ 
 
 — 41 
 
 - 373 
 
 XXXV. lo 
 
 134 
 
 \. XKvi. 26—29 
 
 333 
 
 Ki. 6—8 
 
 31.2 
 
 — 41 
 
 , 209 
 
 xliv. 23 
 
 5? 
 
 Mark. 
 
 
 Iv. I 
 
 i3^ 
 
 . vik. 34 
 
 • 166 
 
348H 
 
 TABLE, 
 
 -- 36 - 
 
 ix. i4 
 X. 21 
 
 — 47, 48 
 xi. 20 
 
 Luke. 
 »• 74, 75 
 iv. 18, 19 
 vu. 47 
 ix. 23 
 y- 21, %% 
 
 — 38-4Z 
 Xii. 16— J I 
 
 — 32 
 xiii. 23 
 xiv. 22 
 XV. 11—24 
 
 — 3i 
 xviii, 1—7 
 -- 18—23 
 xix. 41 
 xxi. 19 
 xxiii. 34 
 
 John, 
 i. 3-14 
 
 — 12 
 
 — 14 
 iii. 14 
 
 — \6 
 V. 2-4 
 vi. 20 
 
 — 67—69 
 Xii. 32 
 xiii. 7 
 
 — 15 
 xiv. 6 - 
 
 — 16, x-j 
 
 AOs. 
 ix. 6 
 xvS. 30 
 
 Romans. 
 ». 1(5 - - 
 
 Vil. 19 
 
 nyin 
 
 n 
 
 Hymn 
 
 249 
 
 182 
 265 
 
 viii. 14 
 
 105 
 
 "- 33-39 - 40 
 
 I Corinthians. 
 
 188 
 
 vi. ISf 
 
 189 
 
 IP3 
 
 xiii. 1—3 
 
 »53 
 
 
 XV. 56 
 
 ^8? 
 
 345 
 6(> 
 
 ■- 57 - 359 
 2 Corinthians. 
 
 78 
 166 
 
 iv. 18 
 vi. 17, 18 
 
 351 
 223 
 
 300 
 
 xii. 9 
 
 215 
 
 1P4 
 
 Gallatians. 
 
 
 IP5 
 
 iii. 28 - 
 
 iSl 
 
 134 
 
 vi. 14 
 
 32P 
 
 2 39 
 
 E£hcfUns. 
 
 
 335 
 
 i. 3, &c. 
 
 41 
 
 247 
 65 
 
 u. 5 
 - 18 
 
 54 
 
 X 
 
 196 
 
 iii. p, 10 
 
 33 
 
 265 
 
 iv. 15, 16 
 
 183 
 
 243 
 
 Vi. 13-17 
 
 284 
 
 154 
 
 PhUlippians. 
 
 
 152 
 
 i. 23 
 
 358 
 
 
 u. 8, 9 
 
 73 
 
 33 
 
 iv, 4 
 
 7* 
 
 19 
 
 - 8 
 
 167 
 
 382 
 
 — II 
 
 216 
 
 43 
 
 Colloffians. 
 
 
 331 
 
 5. 16 
 
 53 
 78 
 
 IPS 
 
 il. 15 
 
 17S 
 
 I Theffaloaians. 
 
 199 
 
 iv. 14 
 
 3S0 
 
 67 
 
 I Timothy. 
 
 
 24 
 
 i. II - / 
 
 39 
 
 99 
 
 Jkbrews. 
 
 
 i46 
 
 iv. 9 
 
 3^4 
 
 107 
 
 vid. 25 
 
 74 
 
 
 ix. 27 
 
 354 
 
 200 X. 39 
 
 61 
 
 es xii. 2 
 
 217 
 
 - 5-1 1 
 
 218 
 
 61 xia. 17 
 
 34* 
 
 »3P 1 
 
 
 
INDEX. [- 
 
 -349 
 
 Hyrnn 
 
 Hy.nii 
 
 i Peter. 
 
 Jiide. 
 
 
 1. 4- - -07 
 
 verfcs Z4, zs 
 
 210 
 
 I John, 
 
 Revelation. 
 
 
 il. 1 - - 77 
 
 i. 17, 13 
 
 r,8 
 
 iii. I - - 7P 
 
 ui. 7—13 
 
 ii9 
 
 V. 6 - - 337 
 
 XX. II 
 
 ?7a 
 
 — ii - i8p 
 
 xx;. 6 
 
 3.^3 
 
 
 x:vii. 1 5 
 
 83 
 
 INDEX Of SUBJECTS. 
 
 iV. ^, Tke Jtrures poitii to ths Lymns. 
 
 ADOPTION, 79. 
 
 An'iRicns, benefit of ai8: longing for the di- 
 vine prefence in, 8o- 
 Af:tr.JiQn of Chrift, 69, 71, IJO, IJl, 223, zSj, 
 AJJurancey prayer for, 214 
 Atonement and San.fliiication, 3?. 
 Autumn^ or the harvefl the tud of the worlJ,: : \ 
 Backslides, his return, lOi. 
 Bachjl diiig^ and returning, ■;S6. 
 Baptifm, hymns for, 3^5 — 3:7. 
 Barrennefi and indweliil)^ un, 12;?. 
 Beatitudes, 302. 
 Brethren, Welcome to, IC9. 
 CaRisT, Aaron a type of 95 ; acceptance thro' 
 ^46 ; a covert from the heat 282 ; a fountain 
 for fmners 45. 46 ; an H^vocate 77 ; a refuge Jh 
 temptation 192; chafiiied for us 328 ; confi- 
 dence in the power cf 86 ; crowned Lord of all 
 %j ; eternal life in 199; healing morcy in 9: *, 
 h»s afcenfion 6^, 71, 130, 131, 2,28 285 : his 
 cili to his eleifl 223 ;' his characier from fcrip- 
 ture mc'aphors 303 ; his compafTiocate tears 
 2.43 ; his death 19, 68. zSs, }i^; his divinity 
 ^i\ hisfu'ntfs 75 ; his gofpel s6 ; his humil- 
 iuticn, exaitiilion aud trit'.mpii 73, 338 • hi.4 
 
350~] INDEX. 
 
 incarnation 3 j, 285, 382; his infancy 38 ; hi 
 interceffion 74,285, 339; his kingdom 7a 
 his love 1 49; his merit 81 ; his miniftry 66, 
 his nativity 3S8, 389; hispritfthcod n8 
 refurreaion59, 69,70,228, 285, ^y^, 2>lL 
 ^83 ; his fcriptiiral names and titlfs 304, 3C5J 
 ills fcvercign call 289 ; his fufferingtf 47 j 
 his vid^ory 394 ; looking to him 43, 4^ 
 163 ; love to 138, 179; on the tree 29Z ', c' 
 example 99. 152, 217; praife to 227, 234II 
 reigning 334 ; revealed to a condemned finner 
 128; keeping in 380; the bfft friend 231; 
 the bright and morning flar 88 ; the chriftian's 
 refcrt under difficulties 206, 219; tlie chril- 
 tian's fuiTiciency 102; the defire of all liaticns 
 98 : the good phyfician 44, 101 ; the head of 
 the cliurch 183 ; the only lavlour 31 ; the pearl 
 cf great price 100 ; the refuge of the church 
 76 ; the Ihepherd of his people 277 ; the way 
 to Canaan 119 ; truft in 158. 
 Chrif/ian, complaining of rema-icJng fin 139; 
 defiring a return of b'ght 142 ; dying 396 ; 
 doubting 14P; hidden hfe of 241 ; his ar- 
 mour 284 ; his fortitude 116 ; his love 151 ; 
 his requefl 208; his refolution 213; his 
 warfare 191 ; in darknefs 143; pafliiig to 
 glory 172. 
 Chrijlians^ ar.d hypocrJies 1 87 ; endangered by 
 the world 124; longing for heaven 190 ; 
 the fonsof God 79. See S.nnts. 
 
 Church, adma-flion to 278 : Chriftits head 183 ; 
 Chrift the refuge of 76 ; its future increafe 
 251. 
 Comforts, true and falfe 236- 
 Cvr/irericcy hymn for 258 ; welcome to 259, 
 Contentment, 2i6; aud patience 217. 
 Cowvert. '!']() ; new buoibkd 23i ; young m 
 
INDEX. t~55i 
 
 Creation, old and new aii, 290; proves the 
 being and perfedlions of God i6. 
 
 Creatures, mutability of 1.3. 
 
 Grofs, folder of 83 ; of Chrift attradlLon of 67; 
 praifing at 90 ; ftrength from a view 
 of 350. 
 
 Darkness, lamented 143, 
 
 Deaih, and heaven 173 ; appointed to all 354; 
 conquered by Chrill 379; of a chriftian, 
 view of delightful 363 ; of Chrift ^f), 6%^ 
 *S>, 334; preparation for 362; the Chrif- 
 tian's paffage to g'-j-ry 172; the moment- of 
 173; thoughts on 1 9. 
 
 Decleiifion, lamented 256. 
 
 Decrees^ of God 6. 
 
 Dedication, of a place of worfuip, hymn for 5 43, 
 
 Dsligkt, in God 148. 
 
 Defpair, prevented 177, 
 
 Doubts, relieved 288. 
 
 Electing and fandtifying grace— 41- 
 
 Election, 40. 
 
 Eternal, Sabbath 324, 
 
 E'-jening. hymns for 318 — 320, 
 
 Exaltaticn, of Chrift 73, 87. 
 
 Faith, and fan»5liiication 226 ; and unbelief 
 18 a ; connected with falvarion 61 ; conqer- 
 ing 125; in the power and grace of Chrill 
 86 ; its review and expedlation II2 ; living 
 and dead 238 ; powe^of 114; fuperior to 
 Tenfs 126. 
 
 Fall., of man its efFeAs lamented 27, 103. 
 
 Family, prayer, 212. 
 
 Fareively to fm and the world ajo ; to tfef? 
 body 173. 
 
 Faji, hymns for 346, 347. 
 
 Fear, removed by Gwl'9 prefence 178. 
 
 Firgi'vnefs^ 78. 
 
35i— ] INDEX. 
 
 Forms, vain without religion 242, 
 
 Forfakcn, yet hoping 392. 
 
 Funeral, hymns for 356, 357, 364, 397- 
 
 God, above idols 89 ; delight in 148 ; exalted 
 above all praife ii ; glorious in the falvation 
 of finners 57 ; his anfwer to a ccmplaining 
 finner 170; his covenant 381 ; his domin- 
 ion and decrees 6 \ his eternity 3 ; his good- 
 nei's 14, 230, 331; his holinefs 10; his 
 UTimutability 13 ; his infinity 4 ; his juftice 
 430 ; his majeihy and perfections azj ; his 
 mercy 9, 120, 331; his name proclaimed 
 \^ ; his omnipreience 5 ; his omnifcience 5, 
 i8; his people's refuge si)d fupport 15; 
 his perftdtiwns harmonious 33, %%s \ his pre- 
 
 fence longed for 80, 181 , removes fear 
 
 i 78 ;- reflored 311 ; withdrawn 
 
 310 ; his unity i; his wildomunfearchable 7; 
 Gurs forever 384 ; reafoning with men $^ ; 
 fight of in heaven 173 ; tliouglus ©n 19 ; 
 truft in 175, 176, i77j 283 ; walking with 
 him 93 ; will provide 94. 
 
 G.^i/, and law 31; glorious 39: its atone- 
 nunt and faHcftification 337 ; its power and 
 divinity 240; its priviliges 260 ; jubilee 37 ; 
 of Chnft 36 ; prayer for the fpread of 145 ; 
 fuited to aii wants 117. 
 
 Grace, efficacious 52 ; eleding and fanAifying 
 41 ; in anfwer t& f^yer I2i ; its fufficiency 
 aij ; prayer for m, 2ys, 192, 3O1 ; pro- 
 portioned to our need 97 ; reigning s3 ; 
 falvation by 54 ; fovereignty of 300 j throne 
 of 293. 
 Craiity,zv.d decency 136. 
 
 Hardness, of heart lamented r29, 
 Heart, contrite 144 ; evil 29 ; its hardnefb 1 19 ; 
 pew crested 6o- 
 
INDEX. [-555 
 
 Xeavtttt aged Chriftian rejoicing in a view of 
 
 a68; entrance into 173; longed for 171, 461, 
 400, 269, 352; proipecft of »8i ; fong of 
 defired 376, 377- 
 
 Holinefs, and fin 30. 
 
 Hope, from the divine perfections 13* ; rejoic- 
 ing in 134. 
 
 Hypocrites, 193; and Chriftians 187. 
 
 Incarnatk)N, of Chrift 34, 285, 38a. 
 
 Inconfancy, bewailed 391, 
 
 Intercejfton, of Chrift 74, 285, 339. 
 
 Invitation, to finners 56, 115, 232 ; to the gcfpel 
 feaft 335 ; to youth 263. 
 
 Jews, prayer for 253- 
 
 Jry, in hope 134 ; in hope of hearen 157 ; re- 
 turn of 135. 
 
 y^Jgrnenf, and youth 262 ; ajftpointed to all 354 ; 
 day of 313. 368 375. 39^, 403. 
 
 Lamb, the glor^' to 385. 
 
 Laiv, and gofjpcl 31. 
 
 Life, eternal in Chrift 199. 
 
 Light, breaking into the foul 127 ; defired 142 ; 
 rcftoration of, prayed for 159; (hining in 
 darknefs 273. 
 
 Lord s fr.pper inftituted ^Z'^. 
 
 Love, Chriftian 151 ; divine 91, 200; eternal 
 praifed 180; redeeming 42, 149; Aitx:rir>r 
 to all attainn^.ents 153 ; to Chrift preient or 
 abilnt 138 ; to enemies ijz. 
 
 Man, by nature, grace and glory 233 ; his fall 
 27, 103 ; his frailty 267, 312, ^Si \ his mor- 
 tality 3, 267. 
 
 Mercy, Bartimeus' prayer for 188 ; pleaded foy 
 13 j ; prevailing 1 20 
 
 Millennium, prayer for 25 2- 
 
 yiijjionaries, prayer for Z^S- 
 
 Mornings hymns for 31 j — 317. 
 
3J4— 1 I N D :E X. 
 
 Myjleries, of Pfovidencc 23 ; to be explained 
 
 24. 
 Name, of God proclaimed 12- 
 Old age approaching 267. 
 Ordination, hymns for 341, 342. 
 Pardon, and fan^flification 84. 
 Parting hymn 150. 
 Patience, 1$/^, 1$$- 
 
 i*^«//,f/7/, pleading for mercy 133. 161, 274 ; re- 
 turning 205, 274. 
 Perfeverance^ 85; and grace 2 20; rewarded 
 
 219. 
 Pra'ife, at the crofs 90 ; for redeeming love 270 ; 
 
 for the incarnation 34- 
 Prayer^ and watchfulnefs 209 ; anfwfred by 
 crcfles 210 ; exhortation to 107; family 
 212 ; for aflurance 214; for Jews 2j3 ; for 
 mifiions2i5; for oppofers of experimental 
 religion 254 ; for relief from fin and darknefs 
 280; for reft in Chrlft 156 ; for the Mil- 
 lennium 25 2 ; for the fpread of Chrift's king- 
 dom 245 ; importunate 196 ; Lord's imitated 
 276; of a penitent i6i; of the fick foul 
 141; procuring grace I2i; fecret 2ti ; 
 waiting in 198. 
 Prtfumption, and defpair 271. 
 PriejVjood, of Chrift, its excelltncy 118. 
 Prodigal, fon, parable of 447. 
 Prcmifis^grtzt and precious 207- 
 Prci^L/i/vfi?, equitable and kind 22; myfceriet of 
 
 23 ; to be explain' d hereafrer 2 4 ; fub- 
 
 mifuon to 185 ; truft in 2t, 25. 
 Redeemer, his lovhig kindnefs 8 ; praife to 
 
 336. 
 i?t>j'^.'»;/»//wr manifeils God's love 33 i ; praife for 
 
 270 
 Hegi.israiiof!, 221, 2 22, 2^0, 
 
INDEX. [-3;5 
 
 jRej»tc:ng: In a revival of religion ao2. 
 Religion^ of the heart 174; to be firft attended 
 
 to 297. 
 Repentance y 64 ; from Chrift's fufferings 3 40 ; 
 
 God's command to 63 ; of the Prodigal 65. 
 Reproaches, fortitude uudcr 116. 
 Refignat'ton, 1 64. 
 Refol-ve, the fuccefsful 1O4, 
 RefurreSiion, the happy 4O Z. 
 Refurreahn, ©f Chriil 59, 69, 70, ZlS, 285, 332, 
 
 334. 383; profpe<a of 365. 
 Retirement, and meditation 184. 
 Revival, of religion, hoping for 257; rejoicing 
 
 in 202. 
 ' Right eoufnffs, human, infufficient 62. 
 Righteous, their trufl 147- See Chrlfiians and 
 
 Sabbath, hymn for, 321 — 321. 
 
 Sacramental hymns 3 2 8 — 3 4'^ 
 
 Saints, death of 356 361 ; in the wreck of 
 
 nature 369, See Chrifiam and Righteous, 
 Salvation, by faith 6t ; by grace 54 ; dange^* 
 
 of miffing 239 ; f'-ce. invitation to 232. 
 '^anSrif cation, and atonement, ^s ; and faith 
 
 226 ; and parden 84. 
 Scriptures, comfort from 51 ; of knowledge 
 
 audjoy4S; fufilciencyandexceiler.ee 0150; 
 
 ufefulnefs of 49, 
 Seifons, of the year 314. 
 Self-drnial, 1 66. 
 Self-examination, 1 4 5. 
 Sickncfs, complaint and hone In 350 : general 
 
 349; praife for recovery from 351 ; reflec- 
 tions in 348. 
 Sin, and barrennefs 123 ; and holinefs -o ; and 
 
 mifery conncifted ^s66, 367; bewailed no; 
 
 comf ie^rf: of ? 7 2 ; ha'' e'd f-f t9i : o*igin:.i 
 
Z56—] INDEX. 
 
 28; preffureof 113; remaining complained 
 of 139. 
 Sincerity, 167, 
 
 Sinner, awakened, lamenting his fecurity 20 v 
 departing from God 247, part i ; found 
 wanting 16S ; God's anfwer to him 170 ; 
 humbled going to Chrift 204 ; lamenting de- 
 lay of grace 169 ; leprous healed 122 ; pre- 
 pare to meet God j68 ; repenting 247, part 
 3; fubmittmg to God 114; trembling 186 ; 
 under convidion 2,47, part 2. 
 Sinners, dead quickened 244 ; death of 361 • 
 expoftuiationwithj;; In the wreck of na- 
 ture 369 ; invitation to 56, 115 ; praifing 
 thefountain of Chrift 45, 46. ^^Z ; favcd 
 and God glorified 58. 
 SluI, burdened praying for relief 160 ; enlight- 
 ened 127 ; more valuable than the world 240 
 i>/ri/, dwelling in us 189; experienced 107' 
 mfluences of 106 ; intreated not to depart 
 ic8: joy in 201 ; leadings of 105 ; prayer 
 to 16, 17; prayer to God for 104 ; with- 
 drawn 1 09. 
 spiritual mindednefs 1 74. 
 Spring, hymn for 311. 
 
 Submijfion, and hope 165; under bereaving 
 providences i3j, ^ 
 
 Sujtrings, of Chrift 47. See Chriji. 
 Summer, hymn for 31a. 
 Temptaiion, Chrift a refuge in 192; from 
 
 the world 287 ; cf Satan 271, 286, 
 Tbanifgiving, hymn for 344, 345, 378. 
 7tme, fhortnefs of 353. 
 Tolling bell ^ 3J5, 
 
 TrinHy, doilrine and ufc 2 ; hymn to 306. 
 "Trujl, in Chnil 158; in God 17s, 176, 177- 
 o£ ihe righteous 147. ' ^ ' ^ ^77. 
 
INDEX. [-357 
 
 Trutl>, and fincerity 167. 
 
 Vanitt, of Balaam's wifli 96 ; of the world 
 146, 248, 299. 
 
 Unbelief, and fa'th i8a. 
 
 Warning to flee from wrath 8z. 
 
 Watchfulnefs^ and prayer 209. 
 
 Winter^ hymn for 310. 
 
 IVifdsm, of God, fong to %o ; — — — unfearch- 
 able 7 ; waiting for 224. 
 
 Worksy vain without love 153. 
 
 fVorlJ, crucified to it 329 ; danger of 194 ; 
 parting with 298 ; vanity of 146, 248, 299 ; 
 end of 40: ; farewel to 395- 
 
 Worldl'tHv^ condemned 195. 
 
 Worfhipy beginning of 294; end of 2,95,296; 
 place of dedicated 343. 
 
 Year, new, hymn for 307 — 309 ; feafons of 
 314 ; clofe of 399. 
 
 Touth^ and judgment 262 ; lovely, falling fhort 
 of heaven 265; pleading for 309 ; prayer of 
 266 : the accepted time a64 ; their en- 
 couragement 263. 
 
 Zeal, true and falfe 237. 
 
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