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 HYMNS 
 
 FOR WORSHIP. 
 
 Sin;r unto the Lord with thanksgiving. Psalm cxItJL 
 Sing ye praises with understanding. Psalm xlvii. 7. 
 
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Selection o£ H^mns 
 
 1. C. M. 
 
 tf^OME, ye that love the Saviour's name, 
 ^-^ And joy to make it known, 
 The Sovereign of your heart proclaim, 
 And bow before his throne. 
 
 2 Behold your King, your Saviour crown'd 
 
 With glories all divine ; 
 And tell the wond'ring nations round, 
 How bright those glories shine. 
 
 3 Infinite pow'r and boundless grace, 
 
 In him unite their rays; 
 You that have seen his lovely face, 
 Can you forbear his praise ? 
 
 4 When in his earthly courts we view 
 
 The beauties of our King; 
 We long to love as angels do, 
 And wish like them to sing. 
 
 And shall we long and wish in vain ? 
 Lord teach our songs to rise ! 
 Thy love can animate the strain, 
 And bid it reach the skies. 
 
6 O happy period, glorious day I 
 
 When heav'n and eanh shall raise 
 With all their pow'rs, the raptur'd lay, 
 To celebrate thy praise. 
 
 2. s. M. 
 
 Almighty Maker God ! 
 
 How wond'rous is ihy name! 
 Thy glories how difTus'd abroad 
 
 Through all creation's frame. 
 
 2 Nature in ev'ry dress 
 
 Her humble homage pays; 
 And finds a thousand wavs t* express 
 Thine undissembled praise. 
 
 3 My soul would rise'and sing 
 
 To her Creator too : 
 Fain would my tongue adore my King, 
 And pay the homage due. 
 
 4 Let joy and worship spend 
 
 The remnant of my days : 
 And to my God, my soul ascend, 
 in grateful songs of praise. 
 
 3. c. M. 
 
 O for a thousand tongues to sing 
 Our great Redeemer's praise ! 
 
 Tlie gl lies of our God and King 
 Tlie triumphs of his grace. 
 
2 Our gracious Master and our God, 
 
 Assist us to proclaim, 
 To spread through all the earth abroad, 
 The honours of thy name. 
 
 3 Jesus, the name that charms our fears, 
 
 That bids our sorrows cease ; 
 5 Tis music in the mourner's ears, 
 'Tis life and health and peace. 
 
 4 He breaks the pow'r of pardon'd sin, 
 
 And grants a sweet release ; 
 
 His love a sacred balm has been, 
 
 To give the wounded ease. 
 
 5 Look unto him and own his pow'r, 
 
 His love is still the same : 
 Look and be sav'd, his grace adore 
 And praise his holy name. 
 
 6 See all your sins on Jesus laid ! 
 
 The Lamb of God was slain ; 
 His soul was once an offering made 
 For ev'ry soul of man. 
 
 7 If we believe, we all may know, 
 
 And feel our sins forgiv'n ; 
 Anticipate our heav'n below, 
 And own that love is heav'n. 
 
 4. L. M. 
 
 O for a sweet inspiring ray, 
 To animate our feeble strains, 
 
 From the bright realms of endless day, 
 The blissful realms, where Jesus reign: 
 
2 There, low before his glorious throne, 
 
 Adoring saints and angels fall; 
 And, will) delightful worship, own 
 
 His smile their bliss, their heav'n, their all, 
 
 3 Immortal glories crown his head ; 
 
 While tuneful hallelujahs rise, 
 And love and joy, and triumph spread 
 Thro' all th' assemblies of the skies. 
 
 4 He smiles, and seraphs tune their songs 
 
 To boundless rapture, while they gaze : 
 Ten thousand, thousand joyful tongues 
 Resound his everlasting praise. 
 
 ■5 There all the followers of the Lamb 
 
 Shall join at last the heavenly choir : 
 Oh may the joy inspiring theme 
 Awake our faith, and warm desire : 
 
 % Dear Saviour ! let thy spirit seal 
 Our int'rest in that blissful place; 
 Till death remove this mortal veil, 
 And we behold thy lovely face. 
 
 5. c. M. 
 
 Hark, the glad sound, the Saviour comes, 
 
 The Saviour promis'd long! 
 Let ev'ry heart prepare a throne, 
 
 And evVy voice a song. 
 
 2 On him the Spirit largely pour'd, 
 Exerts his sacred fire ; 
 Wisdom, and might, and zeal, and love, 
 His holy breast inspire. 
 
3 He comes the pris'ners to release, 
 
 In Satan's bondage held; 
 The gates of brass before him burst, 
 The iron fetters yield. 
 
 4 He comes, from thickest films of vice 
 
 To clear the mental ray : 
 And, on the eyes <>pprest with night, 
 To pour celestial day. 
 
 5 He comes, the broken heart to bind, 
 
 The bleeding soul to cure ; 
 And, with the treasures of his grace, 
 T' enrich the humble poor. 
 
 6 Our glad h«>sannas, Prince of peace, 
 
 Thy welcome shall proclaim; 
 And heaven's eternal arches ring, 
 With thy beloved name. 
 
 6. p. M. 
 
 Come, ye sinners poor and needy, 
 Weak and wounded, sick and sore, 
 
 Jesus ready stands to save you, 
 Full of pity, love, and pow'r; 
 
 He is able, 
 He is willing, doubt no more. 
 
 2 Now, ye needy, come and welcome, 
 God's free bounty glorify ; 
 True belief and true repentance, 
 Ev'ry grace that brings you nigh ; 
 
 Without money 
 Come to Jesus Christ and buy. 
 
Let not conscience make you linger ; 
 
 Nor of fitness fondly dream : 
 All the fitness he requireth, 
 
 Is, to feel your need of him ; 
 This he gives you, 
 
 'Tis the Spirit's glimm'ring beam. 
 
 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden, 
 Bruis'd and mangled by the fall, 
 
 If you tarry till you're better, 
 You will never come at all : 
 
 Not the righteous ; 
 Sinners Jesus came to call. 
 
 Agonizing in the garden, 
 
 Lo ! your Maker prostrate lies ! 
 On the bloody tree behold him ! 
 
 Hear him cry before he dies, 
 
 ^ " It is finish'd !" 
 
 Sinners, will not this suffice ? 
 
 Lo ! th' incarnate God ascending, 
 Pleads the merit of his blood; 
 
 Venture on him, venture freely, 
 Let no other trust intrude ; 
 
 None but Jesus 
 Can do helpless sinners good. 
 
 Saints and angels, join'd in concert 
 
 Sing the praises of the Lamb, 
 While the blissful seats of heaven, 
 
 Sweetly echo with his name, 
 
 ^Hallelujah! 
 
 Sinners here may do the same. 
 
7. P. M. 
 
 Repenting sinners, hear, 
 The prisoners of the Lord, 
 
 And wait till Christ appear, 
 According to his word ; 
 
 Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 
 
 We shall from all our sins be free. 
 
 2 The Lord our righteousuess, 
 
 We all may now receive ; 
 Salvation nearer is 
 
 The moment we believe; 
 Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 
 We shall from all our sins be free. 
 
 3 In God we put our trust ; #- 
 
 If we our sins confess, 
 Faithful he is, and just, * 
 
 From all unrighteousness 
 To cleanse us all, both you and me, 
 We shall from all our sins be free. 
 
 4 Then let us gladly bring 
 
 Our sacrifice of praise, 
 Let us give thanks, and sing, 
 
 And glory in his grace 
 Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 
 We shall from all our sins be free. 
 
 8. C. M. 
 
 Happy the souls to Jesus join'd, 
 And sav'd by grace alone ; 
 
 Walking in all his ways they find 
 Their heav'n on earth begun. 
 
2 The church triumphant in thy love, 
 
 Their mighty joys we know : 
 They sing the Lamb in hymns above, 
 And we in hymns below. 
 
 3 Thee in thy glorious realm they praise. 
 
 And bow before thy throne ! 
 
 We in the kingdom of thy grace j 
 
 The kingdoms are but one. 
 
 4 The holy to the holiest leads; 
 
 From thence our spirits rise ; 
 
 And he that in thy statutes treads, 
 
 Shall meet thee in the skies. 
 
 9. P. M. 
 
 Let earth and heav'n agree, 
 Angels and men be join'd 
 
 To celebrate with me 
 
 The Saviour of mankind : 
 
 T' adore the all-atoning Lamb, 
 
 And bless the sound of Jesu's name, 
 
 2 Jesus, transporting sound ! 
 
 The joy of earth and heav'n 
 No other help is found, 
 
 No other name is giv'n, 
 By which we can salvation have, 
 But Jesus came the world to save. 
 
 3 His name dispels our fears, 
 
 When from our sins set free ; 
 'Tis music in our ears ; 
 'Tis life and victory ; , 
 
New songs do now our lips employ. 
 Our hearts exulting dance for joy. 
 
 4 O unexampled love ! 
 
 O all-redeeming grace ! 
 How swiftly didst thou move 
 
 To save a fallen race : 
 What shall we do to make it known, 
 What thou for all mankind hast done ! 
 
 5 O for a trumpet voice, 
 
 On all the world to call, 
 To bid their hearts rejoice 
 
 In him who di'd for all ! 
 For all my Lord was crucify'd ! 
 For all, for all my Saviour dy'd, 
 
 10. C. M. 
 
 Thy ceaseless, unexhausted love. 
 
 Unmerited and free, 
 Delights our evil to remove, 
 
 And help our misery. 
 
 2 Thou waitest to be gracious still j 
 
 Thou dost with sinners bear, 
 That sav'd, we may thy goodness feel. 
 And all thy grace declare. 
 
 3 Thy goodness, and thy truth, to me, 
 
 To ev'ry soul abound ; 
 A vast unfathomable sea, 
 . Where all our thoughts are drown'd. 
 
4 Its streams the whole creation reach, 
 
 So plenteous is the store ; 
 Enough for all, enough for each, 
 Enough for evermore ! 
 
 5 Faithful, O Lord, thy mercies are 
 
 A rock that cannot move ; 
 A thousand promises declare 
 Thy constancy of love ! 
 
 6 Throughout the universe it reigns, 
 
 Unalterably sure ; 
 And while the truth of God remains. 
 His goodness must endure. 
 
 11. P. M. 
 
 Rejoice, the Lord is King; 
 
 Your Lord and King adore ; 
 Mortals, give thanks and sing, 
 
 And triumph evermore ; 
 Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice, 
 Rejoice, again I say rejoice. 
 
 2 Jesus, the Saviour, reigns, 
 
 The God of truth and love, 
 When he had purg'd our stains, 
 
 He took his seat above : 
 Lift up your hearts, he. 
 
 3 His kingdom cannot fail, 
 
 He rules o'er earth and heav'n ; 
 The keys of death and hell 
 
 Are to our Jesus giv'n : 
 Lift up your hearts, &c. 
 
4 He sits at God's right hand 
 
 Till all his foes submit; 
 And bow to his command, 
 
 And fall beneath his feet ; 
 Lift up your hearts, Sic. 
 
 5 He all his foes shall quell, 
 
 Shall all our sins destroy; 
 And ev'ry bosom swell 
 
 With pure seraphic joy ; 
 Lift up your hearts, he. 
 
 6 Rejoice in glorious hope, 
 
 Jesus, the Judge, shall come ; 
 And take his servants up 
 
 To their eternal home ; 
 We soon shall hear th' archangel's voice. 
 The trump of God shall sound rejoice ! 
 
 12. c. M. 
 
 Thee we adore, eternal Word ! 
 
 The Father's equal Son ; 
 By heaven's obedient hosts ador'd, 
 
 E'er time its course begun. 
 
 2 The first creation has display'd 
 
 Thine energy divine ; 
 For not a single thing was made 
 By other hands than thine. 
 
 3 But, ransom'd sinners, with delight 
 
 Sublimer facts survey, - 
 
 The all-creating Word unites 
 
 Himself to dust and clay. 
 
4 See the Redeemer cloth'd in flesh, 
 
 And ask the reason " Why?" 
 
 The answer fills my soul afresh, — 
 
 " To suffer, bleed, and die !" 
 
 5 What wonders in thy person meet, 
 
 My Saviour, all divine! 
 I fall with rapture at thy feet, 
 And would be wholly thine. 
 
 13. p. m. 
 
 Mighty God ! while angels bless thee, 
 
 May a mortal praise thy name? 
 Lord of men as well as angels, 
 Thou art ev'ry creature's theme. 
 Hallelujah, 
 Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen. 
 
 2 Lord of ev'ry land and nation, 
 
 Ancient of eternal days ! 
 Sounded thro' the wide creation 
 Be thy just and lawful praise : 
 
 3 For the grandeur of thy nature, 
 
 Grand beyond a seraph's thought; 
 For created works of nuw'r, 
 
 Works with skill and kindness wrought 
 
 4 For thy providence, that governs 
 
 Thro' thine empire's wide domain ! 
 Wings an angel — guides a sparrow; 
 Blessed be thy gsntle reign. 
 
5 But thy rich, thy free redemption, 
 
 Dark thro' brightness all along ; 
 Thought is poor, and poor expression — 
 Who dare sing that awful song? 
 
 6 Bright ess of the Father's glory, 
 
 Shall thy praise unutter'd lie? 
 Fly, my tongue, such guilty silence ! 
 Sing the Lord who came to die. 
 
 .7 Did the archangels sing thy coming? 
 
 Did the shepherds learn their ays? — 
 Shame would cover me, ungrateful, 
 Should my tongue refuse to praise. 
 
 8 Fro:n the highest tbrone of glory, 
 
 To the cross of deepest woe — 
 All to ransom guilty cap ; ives; 
 Flow, my praise, forever flow. 
 
 9 Go, return, immortal Saviour! 
 
 Leave thy footstool — take thy throne ; 
 Thence return and reign forever — 
 Be the kingdom all thy own. 
 
 14. C. M. 
 
 My God the spring of all my joys, 
 
 The life of my delights, 
 The glory of my brightest days 
 
 And comfort of my nights. * 
 
 2 In darkest shades if shou appear 
 My dawning is begun ; 
 Thou art my soul's bright morning star, 
 And thou my rising sun. 
 
3 The op'ning heav'ns around me shine 
 
 With beams of sacred bliss, 
 If Jesus shows his mercy mine, 
 And whispers I am his. 
 
 4 My soul would leave this heavy clay 
 
 At that transporting word, 
 Run up with joy the shining way, 
 I o see and praise my Lord. 
 
 5 Fearless of hell, and ghastly death, 
 
 I'd break through ev'ry foe; 
 The wings of love, and arms of faith 
 Would bear me conqu'ror through. 
 
 15. c. M. 
 
 Let ev'ry tongue thy goodness speak, 
 
 Thou Sov'reign Lord of all, 
 Thy strengthening hands uphold the weak, 
 
 And raise the poor that fall. 
 
 2 When sorrows bow the spirit down, 
 
 When virtue lies distress'd, 
 Beneath the proud oppressor's frown, 
 Thou giv'st the mourner rest. 
 
 3 Thou know'st the pains thy servants feel ; 
 
 Thou hear'st thy children's cry ; 
 And their best wishes to fulfil, 
 Thy grace is ever nigh. 
 
 4 Thy mercy never shall remove 
 
 From men of hearts sincere ; 
 Thou sav'st the souls whose humble love 
 Is join'd with holy fear. 
 
5 My lips shall dwell upon thy praise, 
 And spread thy fame abroad; 
 Let all i he sons of Adam raise 
 The honours of their God. 
 
 16. L. M. 
 
 The spacious firmament on high, 
 With all the blue ethereal sky, 
 And spanned heav'ns (a shining frame!) 
 Their greai original proclaim : 
 The un weary 'd sun from day to day 
 D-"h his Creator's pow'r display, 
 A:id publishes to ev'rv land 
 The work of an Almighty hand. 
 
 2 Soon as the ev'ning shades prevail, 
 The moon takes up the wond'rous tale, 
 And nightly to the list'ning earth 
 Repeats the story of her birth : 
 While all the stars that round her burn, 
 And all the planets in their turn, 
 Confirm the tidings as th' y roll, 
 
 And spread the truth from pole to pole. 
 
 3 What though in solemn silence, all 
 Move round the dark terrestial ba'l; 
 What though no real voice or sound 
 Amid the radiant orbs be found : 
 
 In reason's ear they all rejoice, 
 And utter forth a glorious voice, 
 For ever singing as they shine, 
 "The hand that made us is Divine." 
 2* 
 
17. L. M. 
 
 Now let us raise our cheerful strains, 
 And join the blissful choir above; 
 
 There our exalted Saviour reigns, 
 
 And there they sing his wond'rous love, 
 
 2 While seraphs tune th' immortal song, 
 
 O may we feel the sacred flame; 
 And ev'ry heart and ev'ry tongue, 
 Adore the Saviour's glorious name ! 
 
 3 Jesus, who once upon the tree, 
 
 In agonizing pains expir'd ; 
 Who dy'd for rebels — yes, 'tis he : 
 
 How bright! how lovely! how admir'd. 
 
 4 Jesus, who dy'd that we might live, 
 
 Dy'd in the wretched traitor's place ; 
 O what returns can mortals give 
 For such immeasurable grace! 
 
 5 Were universal nature ours, 
 
 And art, with all her boasted store; 
 Nature and art with all their pow'rs, 
 Would still confess the offerer poor. 
 
 6 Yet, tho' for bounty so divine, 
 
 We ne'er can equal honours raise ; 
 Jesus, may all our hearts be thine, 
 
 And all our tongues proclaim thy praise. 
 
18. P. M. 
 
 Come, thou long expected Jesus ! 
 
 Born to set thy people free ; 
 From our fears and sins release us, 
 
 Let us find our rest in thee : 
 Israel's strength and consolation, 
 
 Hope of all the saints thou art; 
 Dear desire of ev'ry nation, 
 
 Joy of ev'ry longing heart. 
 
 2 Born thy people to deliver ; 
 
 Born a child, and yet a King : 
 Born to reign in us forever. 
 
 Now thy gracious kingdom bring ; 
 By thine own eternal Spirit, 
 
 Rule in aft our hearts alone; 
 By thine all-sufficient merit 
 
 Raise us to thy glorious throne. 
 
 19. L. M. 
 
 As the good shepherd gently leads 
 His vvand'ring flocks to verdant meads, 
 Where winding rivers, soft and slow, 
 Amid the flow'ry landscape flow; 
 
 2 So the good Spirit from above, 
 Directs his flock to feasts of love ; 
 And out of doubt's perplexing maze 
 He leads them forth in virtue's ways. 
 
 3 Though they should journey through the plains, 
 Where death in all his horror reigns ; 
 
The faithful souls have nought to fear, 
 For the good Shepherd's with them there* 
 
 4 His ever watchful providence 
 
 Is their support and their defence; 
 With him. they are of all possess'd, 
 And in his favour, fully blest. 
 
 5 O bounteous God ! may future days 
 Be all devoted to thy praise; 
 
 And in thy house thy sacred name, 
 And wond'i'ous grace, be all the theme. 
 
 20. L. M. 
 
 And is the gospel peace and love ? 
 
 Such let our conversation be ; 
 The serpent blended with the dove } 
 
 Wisdom and meek simplicity. 
 
 2 Whene'er the angry passions rise, 
 
 And tempt our thoughts or tongues to strife, 
 
 To Jesus let us lift our eyes, 
 
 Bright pattern of the Christian life ! 
 
 5 O how benevolent and kind ! 
 
 How mild ! how ready to forgive! 
 Be this the temper of our mind, 
 
 And these the rules by which we live. 
 
 4 To do his heav'nly Father's will 
 Was his employment and delight; 
 
 Humility and holy zeal 
 
 Shine through his life divinely bright ! 
 
 
5 Dispensing good where'er he came, 
 The labours of his life were love ; 
 
 Oh, if we love the Saviours name, 
 Let his divine example move. 
 
 6 But, ah ! how blind ! how weak we are ! 
 How frail ! how apt to turn aside ! 
 
 Lord we depend upon thy care, 
 And ask thy Spirit for our guide. 
 
 7 Thy fair example may we trace, 
 To teach us what we ought to be ! 
 
 Make us, by thy transforming grace, 
 Dear Saviour, daily more like thee ! 
 
 21. c. M. 
 
 Father, how wide thy glories shine ! 
 
 How high thy wonders rise ! 
 Known thro' the earth by thousand signs. 
 
 By thousands through the skies : 
 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy pow'r, 
 
 Their motions speak thy skill : 
 And on the wings of ev'ry hour 
 
 We read thy goodness still. 
 
 2 Part of thy name divinely stands, 
 
 On all thy creatures writ, 
 They shew the labour of thy hands, 
 
 Or impress of thy feet : 
 But when we view thy strange design 
 
 To save rebellious worms, 
 Where vengeance and compassion join 
 
 In their divinest forms, 
 
3 Here the whole deity is known, 
 
 Nor dares a creature guess, 
 Which of the glories brightest shone, 
 
 The justice or the grace : 
 Now the full glories of the Lamb 
 
 Adorn the heav'nly plains; 
 Brig t seraphs learn Immanuel's name, 
 
 And try their choicest strains. 
 
 4 O may I bear some humble part 
 
 In that immortal song ! 
 Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, 
 
 And ove command my tongue. 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 Who sweetly all agree 
 To save a world of sinners lost, 
 
 Eternal glory be. 
 
 22. p. m. 
 
 I'll praise my Maker with my breath, 
 And \v< en my voice is lost in death, 
 
 Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs; 
 My days of praise shall ne'er be past, 
 While life, and thought, and being last, 
 
 Or immortality endures. 
 
 2 Happy the man whose hopes rely 
 On God alone : he made the sky, 
 
 And earth, and seas, with all their train ; 
 His truth for ever stands secure, 
 He saves the oppres-i'd, he feeds the poor, 
 
 And none shall rind his promise vain. 
 
3 The Lord gives eyesight to the blind ; 
 Tlu Lord supports the fainting mind-; 
 
 H<* sends the contrite spirit peace : 
 He helps the stranger in distress, 
 The widow and the fatherless, 
 
 And grants the pris'ner sweet release. 
 
 4 He loves the good; they love to dwell, 
 
 *ere they can sing, and joyful tell, 
 'heir gracious God for ever reigns : 
 Ket ev'ry tongue, let ev'ry age, 
 In 'his exalted work engage: 
 Praise him in everlasting strains! 
 
 23. c. fc 
 
 Unite, my rov'ng thoughts! unite 
 
 In silence soft and sweet ; 
 And thou, my soul, sit gently down 
 
 At thy redeemer's feet. 
 
 2 Jehovah's awful voice is heard, 
 
 Yet gladly I attend ; 
 For lo, the everlasting God 
 Proclaims himself my friend. 
 
 3 Harmonious accents to my soul 
 
 The sounds of peace convey ; 
 The tempest at his word subsides, 
 And winds and seas obey. 
 
 4 By all its joys, 1 charge my heart 
 
 To grieve his love no n ore; 
 But, charm'd by mel dy divine 
 To give its follies o'er. 
 
24. L. M. 
 
 Praise ye the Lord ! 'tis good to raise 
 Your hearts and voices 'in his praise : 
 His nature and his works invite 
 To make this duty our delight. 
 
 2 He form'd the stars, those heav'nly Marries ; 
 He counts their numbers, calls their nai 
 His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound,! 
 A deep where all our thoughts are drown'3 ! 
 
 3 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, 
 Who spreads his clouds around the sky ; 
 There he prepares the fruitful rain, 
 Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 
 
 4 He makes the grass the hills adorn ; 
 He clolhes the smiling fields with" corn; 
 The beasts with food hishands supply, 
 And the young ravens when they cry. 
 
 5 What is the creature's skill or force, 
 The sprightly man, or warlike horse ? 
 The piercing wit, the active lirr.b ? 
 Are all too mean delights for him. 
 
 6 But saints are lovely in his sight, 
 He views his children with delight! 
 
 He sees their hope, he knows their fear ; 
 And looks, and loves his image there. 
 
 25. l. m. 
 
 I Before Jehovah's awful throne, 
 Ye nations bow with sacred joy : 
 
Know that the Lord is God alone, 
 He can create, and he destroy. 
 
 2 His sov'reign pow'r, without our aid, 
 Made us of clay and form'd us men ! 
 
 And when like wand'ring sheep we stray'd, 
 He brought us to his fold again. 
 
 3 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs, 
 ^ftigh as the heav'ns our voices raise : 
 
 Atjb earth, with her ten thousand tongues, 
 Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise* 
 
 4 Wide as the world is thy command, 
 Vast as eternity thy love : 
 
 Firm as a rock thy truth must stand, 
 When rolling years shall cease to move, 
 
 26. p. m. 
 
 Rise, my soul ! and stretch thy wings, 
 
 Thy better portion trace : 
 Rise, from transitory things, 
 
 Towards heav'n, thy native place ! 
 Sun and moon, and stars decay ; 
 
 Time shall soon this earth remove » 
 Rise, my soul, and haste away 
 
 To seats prepar'd above ! 
 
 2 Rivers to the ocean run, 
 
 Nor stay in all their course ; 
 Fire, ascending, seeks the sun ; 
 
 Both speed them to their source; 
 Thus a soul new born of God, 
 Pants to view his glorious face, 
 3 
 
Upward tends to bis abode, 
 To rest in his embrace. 
 
 3 Cease, ye pilgrims ! cease to mourn. 
 
 Press onward to the prize ; 
 Soon the Saviour will return 
 
 Triumphant in the skies : 
 Yet a season, and you know 
 
 Happy entrance will be given — 
 All your sorrows left below, 
 
 And earth exchang'd for heaven. 
 
 27. c. m. 
 
 EASTER. 
 
 The Lord of Sabbaoth let us praise, 
 
 In concert with the blest, 
 Who joyful in harmonious lays, 
 
 Employ an endless rest. 
 
 2 Thus Lord, while we remember thee, 
 
 We blest and pious grow ; 
 By hymns of praise w r e learn to be 
 Triumphant here below. 
 
 3 On this glad day a brighter scene 
 
 Of glory was display'd, 
 By God, th' eternal Word, than when 
 This universe was made. 
 
 4 He rises, who mankind hath bought 
 
 With grief and pain extreme; 
 'Twas great to speak the world from nough 
 'Tvvas greater to redeem. 
 
28. c. m. 
 
 Salvation ! the joyful snund ! 
 
 What pleasure to our ears! 
 A sov'reign bairn for every wound, 
 
 A cordial for our fears. 
 
 ..^filvry, honour, praise, and power, 
 'Be unto the Lamb for. ever ; 
 Jesus Christ is our Redeemer ! 
 Hallelujah, praise the Lord ! 
 
 2 Salvation ! let the echo fly 
 The spacious earth around, 
 
 While all the armies of the sky 
 Conspire to raise the sound. 
 
 3 Salvation ! O thou hleeding Lamb \ 
 To thee the praise belongs; 
 
 Salvation shall inspire our hearts, 
 And dwell upon our tongues, 
 
 29. L. M. 
 
 Etfrval source of every joy? 
 Well may thy praise our lips employ s 
 While in thy temple we appear 
 To hail the sov'reign of the year. 
 
 2 Wide as the whe*els of nature roll, 
 Thy hand supporrs and guides the whole 
 The sun is taught by thee to rise, 
 And darkness when to veil the skies 
 
3 The flowery spring, at thy command. 
 Perfumes the air, and paints the land ; 
 The summer rays with vigour shine, 
 To raise the corn, and cheer the vine. 
 
 4 Thy hand in autumn richly pours 
 Thro' all our coasts abundant stores; 
 
 And winters, soften'd by thy care, > 
 
 No more the face of horror wear. 
 
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 5 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days, 
 Demand successive songs of praise ; 
 
 And be the grateful homage paid, 
 With morning light and evening shade. 
 
 6 Here in thy house let incense rise, 
 And circling Sabbaths bless our eyes, 
 Till to those lofty heights we soar, 
 Where days and years revolve no more. 
 
 30. L. M. 
 
 From all that dwell below the skies, 
 
 Let the Creator's praise arise ; 
 
 Let the Redeemer's name be sung, 
 
 Thro ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue; 
 
 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord, 
 
 Eternal truth attends thy word ; 
 
 Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore. 
 
 Till suns shall rise and set no more. 
 
 2 Your lofty themes, ye mortals, bring, 
 In songs of praise divinely sing : 
 The great salvation loud proclaim, 
 And shout for joy the Saviour's name! 
 
In ev'ry land begin the song; 
 To ev'ry land the strains belong : 
 In cheerful sounds all voices raise, 
 And fill the world with loudest praise, 
 
 31. cm. 
 
 Come, let us join our cheerful songs 
 With angels round the throne; 
 
 Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, 
 But all their joys are one. 
 
 2 Worthy the Lamb that dy'd, they cry, 
 
 To be exalted thus : 
 Worthy the Lamb, our hearts reply, 
 For he was slain for us. 
 
 3 Jesus is worthy to receive 
 
 Honour and pow'r divine; 
 And blessings more than we can give, 
 Be, Lord, for ever thine. 
 
 4 The whole creation join in one, 
 
 To bless the sacred name 
 Of him that sits upon the throne. 
 And to adore the Lamb. 
 
 32. p. m. 
 
 Glory be to Clod on high, 
 God whose glory fills the sky : 
 Peace on earth to man forgiv'n, 
 Man the well-belov'd of heav'n. 
 3* 
 
2 Sov'reign Father, heav'nly King, 
 Thee we now presume to sing; 
 Glad thine attributes confess, 
 Glorious all and numberless. 
 
 3 Hail ! by all thy works ador'd ; 
 Hail ! thou everlasting Lord : 
 Thee with thankful hearts we prove, 
 Lord of pow'r and God of love ! 
 
 4 Christ, our Lord and God we own : 
 Christ the Father's only Son : 
 Lamb of God, for sinners slain, 
 Saviour of offending man. 
 
 5 Bow thine ear, in mercy bow, 
 Hear, the world's Atonement thou; 
 Jesus, in thy name we pray, 
 Take, O take our sins away ! 
 
 6 Pow'rful Advocate with God, 
 Justify us by thy blood ! 
 Bow thine ear, in mercy bow, 
 Hear, the world's Atonement thou. 
 
 33. c. m. 
 
 Praise ye the Lord, ye immortal choirs 
 
 That fill the realms above ; 
 Praise him who form'd you of his (ires, 
 
 And feeds you with his love. 
 
 2 Shine to his praise ye crystal skies, 
 
 The floor of his abode; 
 Or veil in shades your thousand eyes 
 
 Before your brighter God. 
 
3 Thou restless globe of golden light. 
 Whose beams create our days, 
 
 Join with the silver queen of night, 
 To own your borrow'd rays. 
 
 4 Winds, ye shall bear his name aloud 
 Through the ethereal blue ; 
 
 For when his chariot is a cloud, 
 He makes his wheels of you. 
 
 5 Thunder and hail, and fire, and storms, 
 The troops of his command, 
 
 Appear in all your dreadful forms, 
 And speak his awful hand, 
 
 6 Shout to the Lord, ye surging seas, 
 In your eternal roar; 
 
 Let wave to wave resound his praise ; 
 And shore reply to shore. 
 
 7 While Monsters, sporting on the flood, 
 In scaly silver shine, 
 
 Speak terribly their Maker, God, 
 And lash the foaming brine. 
 
 8 But gentler things shall tune his name, 
 To softer notes than these ; 
 
 Young zephyrs, breathing o'er the stream, 
 Or whisp'ring through the trees. 
 
 9 Wave your tall heads, ye lofty pines, 
 To him that bids you grow : 
 
 Sweet clusters, bend the fruitful vines 
 On ev'ry thankful bough. 
 
10 Let the shrill birds his honours raise, 
 And climb the morning sky ; 
 
 While grov'ling beasts attempt his praise, 
 In hoarser harmony. 
 
 11 Thus while the meaner creatures sing, 
 Ye mortals, take the sound ; 
 
 Echo the glories of your King, 
 Through all the nations round. 
 
 34. c. m. 
 
 My Saviour, my almighty Friend, 
 
 When I begin thy praise, 
 Where will the growing numbers end. 
 
 The numbers of thy grace ? 
 
 2 Thou art my everlasting trust, 
 
 Thy goodness I adore : 
 Send down thy grace, O blessed Lord, 
 That I may love thee more. 
 
 3 My feet shall travel all the length 
 
 Of the celestial road : 
 And march with courage in thy strength, 
 To see the Lord my God. 
 
 4 Awake, awake, my tuneful pow'rs, 
 
 With this delightful song, 
 And entertain the darkest hours, 
 Nor think the season long. 
 
 35. L. M. 
 
 Of all the joys we mortals know, 
 Jesus, thy love exceeds the rest I 
 
Love, the best blesssing here below, 
 Ti.e nearest image of the blest. 
 
 2 While we are held in thy embrace, 
 There's not a thought attempts to rove ; 
 
 Each smile upon thy beauteous face 
 Fixes, and charms, and fires our love. 
 
 3 When of thy absence we complain, 
 And long or weep in all we do, 
 
 There's a strange pleasure in the pain, 
 Ami tears have their own sweetness too, 
 
 4 When round thy courts by day we rove, 
 Or ask the watchman of the night 
 
 For some kind tidings of our love, 
 Thy very name creates delight. 
 
 5 Jesus, our God, yet rather come ! 
 
 Our eyes would dwell upon thy face : — 
 Tis best (o see our Lord at home, 
 And feel the presence of his grace. 
 
 36. p. m 
 
 This, this is the God we adore, 
 
 Our faithful, unchangeable Friend ; 
 Whose love is as great as his pow'r 
 
 And neither knows measure nor end. 
 'Tis Jesus, the First and the Last, 
 
 Whose Spirit shall guide us safe home 
 We'll praise him for all that is past, 
 
 And trust him for all that's to come. 
 
37. c. m. 
 
 When all the mercies of my God 
 My rising; soul surveys'; 
 ¥ Why, my cold heart, art thou not lost 
 In wonder, love, and praise ? 
 
 2 To all my weak complaints and cries 
 
 Thy mercy lent an ear; 
 Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learn'd 
 To form themselves in pray'r. 
 
 3 Unnumber'd comforts on- my soul 
 
 Thy tender care bestow'd : 
 Before my infant heart conceiv'd 
 From whom those comforts flow'd. 
 
 4 When in the slipp'ry paths of youth, 
 
 With heedless steps I ran, 
 Thine arm, unseen, convey'd me safe, 
 And led me up to man. 
 
 5 Thro* hidden dangers, toils, and deaths, 
 
 It gently clear'd my way ; 
 And thro' the pleasing snares of vice, 
 More to be fear'd than they. 
 
 ti Through ev'ry period of my life 
 Thy goodness I'll pursue; 
 Anrl after death, in distant worlds, 
 The pleasing theme renew. 
 
 7 Through all eternity, to thee, 
 A gr.tteful song I'll rnise; 
 But O ! eternity's too short 
 To utter all thy praise. 
 
38. p. m. 
 
 thou God of my solvation, 
 My Redeemer from all sin, 
 
 Mov'd to this by great compassion, 
 Yearning bowels from within : 
 
 I will praise thee : 
 Where shall I thy praise begin ? 
 
 2 While the angel-choirs are crying, 
 Glory to the great I AM ! 
 
 1 with them woul still be vying, 
 
 Glory, glory to the Lamb ! 
 
 O how precious 
 Is the sound of Jesu's name! 
 
 o Now I see, with joy and wonder, 
 
 Whence ihe healing streams arose , 
 Angel-minds ar" lost to ponder 
 Dying love's mysterious cause ; 
 
 Yet the blessing, 
 Down to all, to me it flows. 
 
 4 Though unseen, I love the Saviour, 
 
 He almighty grace hath shown ; 
 
 Pardon'd guilt and purchas'd favour! 
 
 This he makes to mortals known. 
 
 Give him glory, 
 Glory, glory is his own. 
 
 5 Angels now are hov'ring round us, 
 
 Unperceiv'd they mix the throng, 
 Wond'ring at the love that crown'd us. 
 Glad to join the holy song : 
 
 Hallelujah, 
 Love and praise to Christ belong. 
 
39. L. M. 
 
 Father! ador'd in worlds above, 
 Thy glorious name be hallowed still ; 
 Thy kingdom come with power and love 
 And earth, like heaven, obey thy will. 
 
 2 Lord ! make our daily wants thy care ; 
 Forgive the sins which we forsake : 
 
 And let us in thy kindness share, 
 As fellow-men of our's partake. 
 
 3 Evils beset us every hour ; 
 Thy kind protection we implore : 
 Thine is the kingdom, thine the power : 
 Be thine the glory evermore ! 
 
 40. p. m. 
 
 Far from mortal cares retreating, 
 
 Sordid hopes and fond desires, 
 Here our willing footsteps meeting, 
 
 Every heart to heaven aspires. 
 From the fount of glory beaming, 
 
 Light celestial cheers our eyes, 
 Mercy from above proclaiming 
 
 Peace and pardon from the skies. 
 
 2 Who may share this great salvation ! 
 Every pure and humble mind : 
 Every kindred, tongue and nation, 
 From the dross of guilt refin'd : 
 
Blessings all around bestowing, 
 
 God withholds his care from none ; 
 
 Grace and mercy ever flowing 
 From the fountain of his throne. 
 
 3 Every stain of guilt abhorring, 
 
 Firm and bold in virtue's cause, 
 Still thy providence adoring, 
 
 Faithful subjects to thy laws, 
 Lord with favour still attend us, 
 
 Bless us with thy wond'rous love ! 
 Thou, our sun and shield, defend us; 
 
 All our hope is from above. 
 
 41. P. M. 
 
 Praise the Lord ! ye heavens adore him ; 
 
 Praise him, angels in the height; 
 Sun and moon rejoice before him ; 
 
 Praise him all ye stars of light ! 
 Praise the Lord, for he hath spoken ; 
 
 Worlds his mighty voice obey'd ; 
 Laws, which never can be broken, 
 
 For their guidance he hath made. 
 
 2 Praise the Lord, for he is glorious, 
 Never shall his promise fail ; 
 God hath made his saints victorious, 
 
 Sin and death shall not prevail : 
 Praise the God of our salvation, 
 
 Hosts on high his power proclaim; 
 Heaven and earth, and all creation. 
 Praise and magnify his name.? 
 * 
 
42. p. M. 
 
 Hark ! how the gospel trumpet sounds I 
 Through all the earth the echo bounds I 
 And Jesus, by redeeming blood, 
 Is bringing sinners back to God ; 
 And guides them safely by his word 
 To endless day. 
 
 2 Hail ! all victorious conqu'ring Lord ! 
 Be thou by all thy works ador'd, 
 
 Who undertook for sinful man, 
 And brought salvation thro' thy name, 
 That we with thee may ever reign 
 In endless day. 
 
 3 Fight on, ye conqu'ring souls, fight on* 
 And when the conquest you have won, 
 The palms of victory you shall bear, 
 And in his kingdom have a share, 
 
 And crowns of glory ever wear 
 In endless day. 
 
 4 There we shall in sweet chorus join, 
 And saints and angels all combine, 
 
 To sing of his redeeming love, 
 When rolling years shall cease to move* 
 And this shall be our theme above 
 In endless day. 
 
 43. p. m. 
 
 At the portals of thy house, 
 
 Lord ! we leave our mortal cares j 
 
Nobler thoughts our souls engage, 
 Songs of praise and f rvent prayers: 
 
 Pure and contrite hearts alone, 
 
 Find acceptance at thy throne. 
 2 Hapless men, whose footsteps stray 
 From the temple of the Lord ! 
 
 Teach them Zion's heav'nly way, 
 To their feet thy light afford : 
 
 Let the world united join, 
 
 To extol thy love divine. 
 
 44. p. m. 
 
 Hail ! thou once despised Jesus, 
 
 Hail! thou everlasting King ! 
 Thou didst suffer to redeem us; 
 
 Thou didst free salvation bring. 
 Hail thou agonizing Saviour, 
 
 Bearer of our sin and shame ! 
 By thy merits we find favour ; 
 
 Life is given through thy name. 
 
 2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, 
 
 All our sins on thee were laid : 
 By almighty love anointed, 
 
 Thou bast full atonement made: 
 All thy people are forgiven 
 
 Through the virtue of thy blood: 
 Open'd is the gate of heaven ; 
 
 Peace is made 'twixt man and God. 
 
 3 Worship, honour, pow'r and blessing, 
 
 Thou art worthy to receive ; 
 Loudest praises, without ceasing, 
 Meet it is for us to give; 
 
Help, ye bright, angelic spirits ! 
 
 Bring your sweetest, noblest lays; 
 Help to sing our Saviour's merits; 
 
 Help to chaunt Immanuel's praise. 
 
 45. P. M. 
 
 Glory to the eternal King, 
 Clad in majesty supreme ! 
 
 Let all heaven his praises sing, 
 Let all worlds his power proclaim. 
 
 2 Through eternity he reigns 
 
 In unbounded realms of light; 
 He the universe sustains 
 As an atom in his sight. 
 
 3 O, let my transported soul 
 
 Ever on his glories gaze, 
 Ever yield to his control, 
 Ever sound his lofty praise 1 
 
 46. c. m. 
 
 Ye humble souls, approach your God 
 With songs of sacred praise, 
 
 For he is good, immensely good, 
 And kind are all his ways. 
 
 2 All nature owns his guardian care, 
 In him we live and move ; 
 But nobler benefits declare 
 The wonders of his love. 
 
3 He gave his Son, his only Son, 
 
 To ransom rebel worms ; 
 'Tis here he makes his goodness known 
 In its diviner forms. 
 
 4 To this dear refuge, Lord, we come ; 
 
 'Tis here our hope relies; 
 A safe defence, a peaceful home, 
 When storms of trouble rise. 
 
 5 Thine eye beholds, with kind regard, 
 
 The souls who trust in thee ; 
 Their humble hope thou wilt reward, 
 With bliss divinely free. 
 
 6 Great God, to thy Almighty love 
 
 What honours shall we raise ? 
 Not all the raptur'd songs above, 
 Can render equal praise. 
 
 47. cm. 
 
 Amid the splendors of thy state, 
 
 My God, thy love appears 
 With the soft radiance of the moon 
 
 Among a thousand stars. 
 
 2 Nature through all her ample round 
 
 Thy boundless power proclaims 
 And in melodious accent, speaks 
 The goodness of thy names. 
 
 3 Thy justice, holiness, and truth, 
 
 Our solemn awe excite ; 
 But the sweet charms of sovereign grace 
 O'erwhelm us with delight. 
 4* 
 
4 Sinai, in clouds, and smoke, and fire, 
 
 Thunders thy dreadful name ; 
 But Sion sings, in melting notes, 
 The honours of the Lamb. 
 
 5 In all thy doctrines and commands, 
 
 Thy councils and designs ; 
 In ev'ry work thy hands have fram'd, 
 Thy love supremely shines. 
 
 6 Angels and men the news proclaim 
 
 Through earth, and heaven above; 
 The joyful, the transporting news, 
 That God the Lord is Love ! 
 
 48. c. m. 
 
 Holy and rev'rend is the name 
 
 Of our eternal King : 
 Thrice Holy Lord, the angels cry : 
 ■ Thrice Holy, let us sing. 
 
 2 Holy is he in all his works, 
 
 And truth is his delight ; 
 But sinners and their wicked ways 
 Shall perish from his sight. 
 
 3 The deepest rev'rence of the mind 
 
 Pay, O my soul, to God ; 
 Lift with thy hands a holy heart 
 To his sublime abode. 
 
 4 With sacred awe pronounce his name, 
 
 Whom words nor thoughts can reach ; 
 A broken heart shall please him more 
 Than the best forms of speech. 
 
5 Thou Holy God ! preserve our souls 
 From all pollution free; 
 The pure in heart are thy delight, 
 And they thy face shall see. 
 
 49. l. M. 
 
 Great God, my Maker, and my King, 
 Of thee I'll speak, of thee I'll sing; 
 All thou hast done, and all thou dost, 
 Declare thee good, proclaim thee just. 
 
 2 Thy terrors and thine acts of grace, 
 Thy threat'ning rod, and smiling face, 
 Thy wounding, and thy healing word, 
 A world undone, a world restor'd. 
 
 3 While these excite our fear and joy; 
 While these our tuneful lips employ ; 
 Accept, O Lord, the humble song, 
 The tribute of a trembling tongue. 
 
 50. p. m. 
 
 Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 
 
 Self-existent Deity, 
 By the hosts of heaven ador'd, 
 
 Teach us how to worship thee. 
 Only uncreated mind ! 
 
 Wonders in thy nature meet ; 
 Perfect unity combin'd 
 
 With society complete. 
 
All perfection dwells in thee, 
 
 Now to us obscurely known, 
 Three in one and one in three, 
 
 Great Jehovah, God alone ! 
 Be our all, O Lord divine ! 
 
 Father, Saviour, vital breath ! 
 Body, spirit, soul be thine, 
 
 Now, and at, and after death I 
 
 Glorious thou, in holiness, 
 
 Father didst thy rights maintain ; 
 Truth and grace at once express, 
 
 When thy only Son was slain. 
 Here is deepest wisdom seen ; 
 
 Here the richest stores of grace ; 
 Mildest love, and vengeance keen 
 
 O how bright their mingled rays ! 
 
 Fearful thou in praises too, 
 
 Loving Saviour, slaughter' d Lamb 1 
 We, with joy and reverence view 
 
 All thy glory, all thy shame ! — 
 Be thy death the death of sin, 
 
 Be thy life the sinner's plea ; 
 Save me, teach me, rule within, 
 
 Prophet, priest, and king, to me. 
 
 Wonder-working spirit : thine 
 
 Th J efficacious grace we sing ; 
 Set on us thy seal divine, 
 
 Safely to thy kingdom bring : 
 Mortify sin, root and deed, 
 
 Daily strengthen every grace; 
 Send us, urge us on with speed, 
 
 And let glory crewn the rar<» ! 
 
51. L. M. 
 
 Father of light! we sing thy name, 
 Who kindlest up the lamp of day ; 
 
 Wide as he spreads his golden flame, 
 His beams thy power and love display. 
 
 2 Fountain of good ! from thee proceeds, 
 
 In copious drops, the genial rain, 
 Which o'er the hills, and thro' the meads, 
 Revives the grass, and swells the grain. 
 
 3 Through the wide world thy bounties spread ; 
 
 Yet thousands of our guilty race, 
 Though by thy daily bounty fed, 
 Despise thy law, reject thy grace. 
 
 4 Not so may our forgetful hearts 
 
 O'erlook the tokens of thy care ; 
 But what thy liberal hand imparts, 
 Still own in praise, still ask in prayer. 
 
 5 So shall our suns more grateful shine, 
 
 And showers in richer drops shall fall, 
 When all our hearts and lives are thine, 
 And thou, O God ! ador'd in all. 
 
 52. L. M. 
 
 Ye sons of men, with joy record 
 The various wonders of the Lord ; 
 And let his pow'r and goodness sound 
 Through all your tribes, the earth around. 
 
2 Let the high heavens your songs invite, 
 Those spacious fields of brilliant light ; 
 Where sun, and moon, and planets roll, 
 And stars that glow from pole to pole. 
 
 3 Sing, earth, in verdant robes array M, 
 Its herbs and flow'rs, its fruit and shade; 
 Peopled with life of various forms, 
 
 Of fish, and fowl, and beasts, and worms. 
 
 4 View the broad sea's majestic plains, 
 And think how wide its Maker reigns ; 
 That band remotest nations joins, 
 And on each wave his goodness shines. 
 
 5 But oh ! that brighter world above, 
 Where lives and reigns incarnate love I 
 God's only Son, in flesh array'd, 
 
 For man a bleeding victim made. 
 
 6 Thither, my soul, with rapture soar ! 
 There, in the land of praise, adore ; 
 The theme demands an angel's lay- 
 Demands an everlasting day. 
 
 53. c. m. 
 
 Lord, when our raptured thought surveys 
 
 Creation's beauties o'er, 
 All nature joins to teach thy praise, 
 
 And bid our souls adore. 
 
 2 Where'er we turn our gazing eyes, 
 Thy radiant footsteps shine; 
 Ten thousand pleasing wonders rise 
 And speak their source divine. 
 
The living tribes of countless forms, 
 
 In earth, and -ea, and air ! 
 The meanest flies, the smallest worms, 
 
 Almighty power declare. 
 
 Thy wisdom, pow'r, and goodness, Lord 
 
 In all thy works appear : 
 And O ! let man thy praise record — 
 
 Man, thy distinguished care ! 
 
 From thee the breath of life he drew. 
 That breath thy pow'r maintains ; 
 
 Thy tender mercy, ever new, 
 His brittle frame sustains. 
 
 Yet nobler favours claim bis praise. 
 
 Of reason's light possess'd y 
 By revelation's brightest rays 
 
 Still more divinely bless'd. 
 
 Thy providence his constant guard, 
 When threat'ning woes impend ; 
 
 Or will the impending dangers ward, 
 Or timely succours lend. 
 
 On us that Providence has shone 
 
 With gentle sti.iling rays ; 
 O may our lips and lives make knows 
 
 Thy goodness and thy praise t 
 
 54. L. M. 
 
 What equal honours shall we bring 
 To thee, O Lord, our God the Lamb '. 
 
 Since all the notes that angels sing 
 Are far inferior to thy name, 
 
2 Worthy is he that once was slain, 
 
 The Prince of peace that groan'd and dy'd. 
 Worthy to rise, and live, and reign 
 At. his almighty Father's side. 
 
 3 Power and dominion are his due, 
 
 Who stood condemn'd at Pilate's bar; 
 Wisdom belongs to Jesus too, 
 
 Tho' he was charg'd with madness here. 
 
 4 Honour immortal must be paid 
 
 Instead of scandal and of scorn ; 
 While glory shines around his head, 
 And a bright crown without a thorn. 
 
 5 Blessings for ever on the Lamb, 
 
 Who bore our sin, and curse, and pain; 
 Let angels sound his sacred name, 
 And every creature say, Amen ! 
 
 55. s. m. 
 
 Let every creature join 
 
 To praise th' eternal God, 
 Ye heavenly hosts, the song begin, 
 
 And sound his name abroad. 
 
 2 The sun, with golden beams, 
 
 And moon with paler rays, 
 Ye starry lights, y p sparkling flames, 
 Shine to your Maker's praise. 
 
 3 He built those worlds above, 
 
 And fix'd their wond'rous frame, 
 By his command they stand or move, 
 And ever speak his name. 
 
4 Ye vapours, when ye rise, 
 
 Or fall in show'rs, or snow ; 
 Ye thunders, murmVmg round the skies, 
 His power and glory show. 
 
 5 Wind, hail, and flashing fire, 
 
 Agree to praise the Lord, 
 When ye in vengeful storms conspire, 
 To execute his word. 
 
 6 By all his works above, 
 
 His honours be exprest: 
 But those who taste his perfect love, 
 Should sing his praises best. 
 
 56. L. M. 
 
 Father of all, whose powerful voice* 
 
 Call'd forth this universal frame ; 
 Whose mercies over all rejoice, 
 
 Through endless ages still the same* 
 Thou by thy word upholdest all; 
 
 Thy bounteous love to all is show'd ; 
 Thou hear'st thy every creature's call, 
 
 And fillest every mouth with good. 
 
 2 In heaven thou reign'st enthron'd in lights 
 
 Nature's expanse beneath thee spread; 
 Earth, air, and sea, before thy sight, 
 
 And hell's deep gloom, are open laid ! 
 Wisdom, and might, and love are thine $ 
 
 Prostrate before thy face we fall, 
 Confess thine attributes divine, 
 
 And hail thee sov'reign Lord of all 
 
 6 
 
3 Thee, sov'reiem Lord, let all confess, 
 
 That moves iu earth, or air, or *ky$ 
 Revere thy power, thy goodness bless, 
 
 Tremble before thy piercing eye : 
 All ye, who owe to him your birth, 
 
 In praise your every hour employ: 
 Jehovah reigns ! be glad, O earth ; 
 
 And shout, ye morning stars, for joy. 
 
 57. l. m, 
 
 Mr thoughts arise on wings of love, 
 And leave this world and grief behind; 
 
 Direct my way, celestial Dove, 
 
 Where I thy peaceful shades may find. 
 
 2 To flow'ry fields of pure delight, 
 
 Where fruits of holiness shall grow; 
 Blest with the rays of heav'nly light, 
 And streams of living waters flow. 
 
 3 Now in the temple of the Lord, 
 
 We'll join to celebrate his praise ; 
 And as we lean upon his word, 
 Shall more exalted anthems raise. 
 
 4 We trust in his redeeming love, 
 
 Who bought our pardon on the tree ; 
 And while in him we live and move, 
 We are from sin and bondage free. 
 
 5 The Saviour bears our ev'ry care, 
 
 And Satan points his darts in vain ; 
 With Christ we shall a kingdom share, 
 Where love and friendship ever reign. 
 
 
58. s. m. 
 
 Come, ye that love the Lord, 
 
 And let your joys be known; 
 Join in a song, with sweet accord, 
 
 While ye surround his throne: 
 Let those refuse to sing 
 
 Who nev( j r knew our God; 
 But servants of the heav'nly king 
 
 May speak their joys abroad. 
 
 2 The God that rules on high, 
 
 That all the earth surveys, 
 That rides upon the stormy sky, 
 
 And calms the roaring seas : 
 This awful God is ours, 
 
 Our Father and our love ; 
 He will send down his heav'nly powers, 
 
 To carry us above. 
 
 3 There we shall see his face, 
 
 And never, never sin ! 
 There, from the rivers of his grace, 
 
 Drink endless pleasures in : 
 Yea, and before we rise 
 
 To that immortal state, 
 The thoughts of such amazing bliss 
 
 Should constant joys create. 
 
 4 The men of grace have found 
 
 Glory begun below; 
 Celestial fruit on earthly ground 
 From faith and hope may grow, 
 
Then let our songs abound, 
 
 And ev'ry tear be dry ; 
 We're marching thro' Immanuel's ground, 
 
 To fairer worlds on high. 
 
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 59. L. M. 
 
 There is a God, all nature speaks, 
 
 Thro' earth, and air, and seas and skies: 
 
 See, from the clouds his glory breaks, 
 When the first beams of morning rise ; 
 
 2 The rising sun, serenely bright, 
 
 O'er the wide world's extended frame, 
 Inscribes, in characters of light, 
 His mighty Maker's glorious name. 
 
 3 The flow'ry tribes all blooming rise 
 
 Above the weak attempts of arf ; 
 The smallest worms, the meanest flies, 
 Speak svveet conviction to the heart. 
 
 4 Ye curious minds, who roam abroad, 
 
 And trace creation's wonders o'er, 
 
 Confess the footsteps of your God — 
 
 Bow down before him, and adore. 
 
 60. L. M. 
 
 The Lord, the God of glory reigns, 
 
 In robes of majesty array'd; 
 His rule, Omnipotence sustains. 
 
 And guide? the worlds his hands have made. 
 
2 Ere rolling worlds began to move, 
 
 Or e'er the heavens were stretch'd abroad, 
 Thy awful throne was fixt above — 
 From everlasting thou art God. 
 
 3 The swelling floods tumultuous rise, 
 
 Aloud the angry tempests roar — 
 Lift their proud billows to the skies, 
 And foam and lash the trembling shore. 
 
 4 The Lord, the mighty God, on high, 
 
 Controuls the fiercely raging seas ; 
 He speaks ! and noise and tempest fly, 
 The waves sink down in gentle peace. 
 
 a Thy sov'reign laws are ever sure, 
 Eternal holiness is thine; 
 And, Lord, thy people should be pure, 
 And in thy blessed image shine. 
 
 61. CM. 
 
 Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess ; 
 
 Thy goodness we adore : 
 A spring whose blessings never fail — 
 
 A sea without a shore ! 
 
 2 Sun, moon, and stars, thy love attest 
 
 In every golden ray; 
 Love draws the curtains of the night, 
 And love brings back the day. 
 
 3 Thy bounty every season crowns 
 With all the bliss it yields; 
 
 With joyful clusters loads the vines, 
 With strengthening grain the fields. 
 5* 
 
4 But chiefly thy compassion, Lord, 
 
 Is in the gospel seen ; 
 There, like a sun, thy mercy shines, 
 Without a cloud between. 
 
 5 Pardon, acceptance, peace, and joy, 
 
 Thro"' Jesu's name are given ; 
 He on the cross was lifted high, 
 That we might reign in heav'n. 
 
 62. c. m. 
 
 Lo ! heaven's tremendous, mighty King ! 
 
 (I tremble at the name !) 
 Angels but fainily lisp his praise, 
 
 Nor half his deeds proclaim. 
 
 2 He rounded all the h< av'nly orbs, 
 
 He form'd them from his hand ; 
 They at his pleasure shoot along, 
 Or at his bidding stand. 
 
 3 The same unbounded power of God 
 
 Pour'd forth the noisy deep; 
 Whose billows lash th' affrighted strand, 
 Or hush'd by him, they sleep. 
 
 [4 O praise his name, ye heav'nly orbs, 
 And sound his fame abroad ; 
 Proclaim his pow'r, thou mighty deep, 
 And own the hand of God.] 
 
63. c. m. 
 
 Through endless years thou art the same, 
 
 O thou eternal God ! 
 Ages to come shall know thy name, 
 
 And tell thy works abroad. 
 
 2 The strong; foundations of the earth 
 
 Of old by thee were laid ; 
 By thee the beauteous arch of heav'n 
 With matchless skill was made. 
 
 3 Soon shall this goodly frame of things? 
 
 Form'd by thy pow'rful hand, 
 Be like a vesture laid aside, 
 And chang'd at thy command. 
 
 4 But thy perfections all divine, 
 
 Eternal as thy days, 
 Through everlasting ages shine. 
 With undiminished rays. 
 
 5 Thy children's children, still thy care, 
 
 Shall own their father's God : 
 
 To latest times thy favour share, 
 
 And spread thy praise abroad. 
 
 64. L. M. 
 
 God in his eart' ly temples lays 
 Foundations for his heavenly praise, 
 And loves to see that worship rise, 
 Which forms his offspring for the skies, 
 
2 His mercy every house attends, 
 Whence pure devotion's flame ascends ; 
 And ever lends a gracious ear, 
 
 Where churches join in praise and pray'r. 
 
 3 To men of pure and pious hearts, 
 All real good their God imparts ; 
 With grace he crowns them here below, 
 And endless glory will bestow. 
 
 4 His blessing yields a large increase 
 Of wisdom, and of sacred peace ; 
 While ripening holiness and love, 
 Prepare their souls for joys above. 
 
 5 Father supreme ! whose sov'reign sway. 
 All worlds, all beings must obey ; 
 
 May our first wish and object be, 
 
 On earth, in heaven, to dwell with thee. 
 
 65. L. M. 
 
 Come, O my soul, in sacred lays, 
 Attempt thy great Creator's praise ; 
 But O, what tongue can speak his fame! 
 What mortal verse can reach the theme ! 
 
 2 Enthron'd amidst the radiant spheres, 
 He glory like a garment wears ; 
 
 To form a robe of light divine, 
 
 Ten thousand suns around him shine. 
 
 3 To God all nature owes its birth, 
 He form'd this pond'rous globe of earth ; 
 He rais'd the glorious arch on high, 
 And measur'd out the azure sky. 
 
4 In all our Maker's grand designs, 
 Omnipotence with wisdom shines; 
 
 His works, thro' all this wond'rous frame, 
 Bears the great impress of his name. 
 
 5 Rais'd on devotion's lofty wing, 
 Do thou, my soul, his glories sing; 
 And let his praise employ thy tongue. 
 Till list'ning worlds applaud the song! 
 
 66. L.M. 
 
 The glittering spangles of the sky, 
 
 The sands which spread the extended shore, 
 These could I number, yet, my God, 
 
 I ne'er could count thy mercies o'er ! 
 
 2 This curious frame — these noble pow'rs, 
 To thy creating hand I owe; 
 
 Thy providence preserves me safe, 
 And crowns my ev'ry wish below. 
 
 3 Oft in the visions of the night, 
 
 My thoughts still on thy mercies rove ; 
 And ev'ry midnight wakeful hour, 
 1 trace the wonders of thy love. 
 
 4 The pleasant, unexhausted theme 
 Each rising morn my soul pursues — ■ 
 
 In fervent pray'r ascends to thee, 
 And still her grateful song renews. 
 
 5 Nor days, nor nights, nor months, nor years, 
 Nor centuries would e'er suffice 
 
 To sound the unfathom'd depths of love, 
 Or touch the heights thy mercies rise, 
 
6 Thy mercies, Lord, thro' endless years, 
 Shall still my raptur'd pow'rs employ ; 
 
 Yet endless years will still but swell 
 My wonder, gratitude, and joy. 
 
 67. L. M. 
 
 Awake, my tongue, thy tribute bring 
 To him who gave thee pow'r to sing ; 
 Praise him, who is all praise ab ve — 
 The source of wisdom and of love. 
 
 2 How vast his knowledge ! how profound ! 
 A depth where all our thoughts are drownM I 
 The stars he numbers, and their names 
 
 He gives to all those heav'nly flames. 
 
 3 Thro' each bright world above, behold 
 Ten thousand thousand charms unfold : 
 Earth, air, and mighty seas combine, 
 To speak his wisdom all divine. 
 
 4 But in redemption, O what grace ! 
 Its wonders, O what thought can trace ! 
 Here wisdom shines for ever bright — 
 Praise him, my soul, with sweet delight. 
 
 68. p. m. 
 
 Angels, roll the stone away, 
 Death, yield up thy mighty prey ; 
 See, the Saviour quits the tomb ! 
 Glowing with immortal bloom. 
 
2 Shout, ye seraphs — Gabriel, raise 
 Fame's eternal trump of praise ; 
 Let the earth's remotest bound 
 Echo to the blissful sound. 
 
 3 Now, ye saints, lift up your eyes, 
 See the conqu'ror mount the skies; 
 Troops of angels on the road, 
 Hail, and sing th' incarnate God. 
 
 4 Heaven unfolds her portals wide, 
 Glorious Saviour, through them ride ; 
 King of glcry, mount thy throne, 
 Boundless empire is thine own. 
 
 5 Praise him, ye celestial choirs, 
 Praise, and sweep your golden lyres; 
 Praise him in the noblest songs, 
 From ten thousand, thousand tongues. 
 
 6 Ev'ry note to rapture swell : 
 Sing the pow'rs of death and hell 
 Dragg'd in chains behind his wheels, 
 Each the wreck eternal feels. 
 
 7 Let Immanuel be ador'd, 
 Ransom, Mediator, Lord ; 
 To creation's utmost bound, 
 Let th' immortal praise resound. 
 
 69. cm. 
 
 Come, thou desire of all thy saints, 
 
 Our humble strains attend, 
 While with our praises and complaints 
 
 Low at thy feet we bend. 
 
2 When we thy wond'rous glories hear, 
 And all thy sufferings trace, 
 
 What sweetly awful scenes appear ! 
 What rich, unbounded grace ! 
 
 3 How should our songs, like those above. 
 With warm devotion rise ! 
 
 How should our souls, on wings of love, 
 Mount upward to the skies. 
 
 4 But ah ! the song, how cold it flows! 
 How languid our desire ! 
 
 How faint the sacred passion glows, 
 Till thou the heart inspire ! 
 
 5 Dear Saviour, let thy glory shine, 
 And fill thy dwellings here, 
 
 Till life, and love, and joy divine, 
 A heav'n on earth appear. 
 
 6 Then shall our hearts enraptur'd say, 
 Come, great Redeemer, come, 
 
 And bring the bright, the glorious day, 
 That calls thy children home. 
 
 70. cm. 
 
 Come, let our hearts and voices join 
 To praise the Saviour's name ; 
 
 Whose truth and kindness are divine, 
 Whose love's a constant flame. 
 
 2 When most we need his gracious hand, 
 This Friend is always near ; 
 With heav'n and earth at his command^ 
 He waits to answer prayer. 
 
1 His love no end nor measure knowe.. 
 No change can turn its course; 
 Immutably the same it flows 
 From one eternal source. 
 
 4 When frowns appear to veil his facgj 
 
 And clouds surround his throne, 
 He hides the purpose of his grace* 
 To make it better known. 
 
 5 And when our dearest comforts fall 
 
 Before his sov'reign will. 
 
 He never takes away our all— 
 
 Himself he gives us still ! 
 
 6 Our sorrows in the scale he weighs^ 
 
 And measures out our pains ; 
 The wildest storm his word obeys— 
 His word its rage restrains J 
 
 71. p. M. 
 
 O for grace, our hearts to soften \ 
 Teach us, Lord, at length to love^ 
 
 We, alas ! forget too often, 
 
 What a friend we have above j 
 
 But when home our souls are brought* 
 
 We shall love thee as we ought, 
 
 72. c. m. 
 
 Blest Jesus, when my soaring though;^ 
 
 O'er all thy graces rove, 
 How is my soul in transport lost* 
 
 In wonder, joy, and love I 
 
1 Not softer strains can charm mine ears> 
 
 Like th\ beloved name; 
 Nor aught beneath the skies inspire 
 My heart with equal flame. 
 
 j Where'er I look, my wond'ring eyes 
 Unnumber'd blessings see; 
 But what is life, with all its bliss, 
 If once compar'd to thee? 
 
 Hast thou a rival in my breast ? 
 
 Search Lord, for thou canst tell ; 
 If aught can raise tny passions thus, 
 
 Or please my soul so well. 
 
 No, thou art precious to my heart. 
 
 My portion and my joy; 
 For ever let thy boundless grace 
 
 My sweetest thoughts employ. 
 
 When nature faints, around my bed 
 
 Let thy bright glories shine ; 
 And death shall all his terrors lose, 
 
 Jn raptures so divine. 
 
 73. l. M. 
 
 When doubts and fears prevailing rise, 
 And fainting hope almost expires, 
 
 Jesus, to thee I lift mine eyes, 
 
 To thee 1 breathe my soul's desires. 
 
 2 Art thou not mine, my living Lord ? 
 And can my hope, my comfort die, 
 
 Fixt on thy everlasting word, 
 
 That word which built the earth and sky 
 
3 If my immortal Saviour lives, 
 
 Then my immortal life is sure; 
 His vord a firm foundation gives; 
 Here let me build, and rest secure. 
 
 4 Here let my faith unshaken dwell, 
 
 Immoveable the promise stands; 
 Nor all the pow'rs of earth or hell 
 Can e'er dissolve the sacred bands, 
 
 5 Here, O my soul, thy trust repose ! 
 
 If Jesus is for ever mine; 
 Not death itself, that last of foes, 
 Shall break a union so divine. 
 
 74. L.M. 
 
 When Israel's tribes were parch'd with thirst, 
 Forth from the rock the waters burst; 
 And, all their future journey through 
 Yielded them drink and comfort too. 
 
 2 Now let the Saviour's praise resound ; 
 In him refreshing streams are found, 
 Which pardon, strength, and comfort give, 
 And thirsty sinner's drink and live. 
 
 75. c. m. 
 
 Affliction is a stormy deep, 
 Where wave resounds to wave; 
 
 Though o'er my head the billows roll, 
 I know the Lord can save. 
 
% When darkness and when sorrows rose^ 
 And press'd on ev'ry side, 
 The Lord hath -till sustained my steps { 
 And still hath been my guide. 
 
 % Perhaps, before the morning dawn 
 He will restore my peace; 
 For he who bade the tempest roar, 
 Can bid the tempest cease. 
 
 4 In the dark watches of the night 
 I'll count his mercies o'er ; 
 I'll praise him for ten thousand past, 
 And humbly sue for more. 
 
 £ Here will I rest, here build my hopes* 
 Nor murmur at his rod ; 
 He's more than all the world to me. 
 My health, my life, my God< 
 
 76, c. m. 
 
 Father of mercies, in thy word 
 What endless glory shines ! 
 
 For ever be thy name ador'd 
 For these celestial lines ! 
 
 21 Here may the wretched sons of want 
 Exhaustless riches find ; 
 Riches, above what earth can grant, 
 And lasting as the mind. 
 
 3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows s 
 And yields a sweet repast; 
 (Sublimer sweets (han nature knows, 
 Invite the longing taste. 
 
4 Here springs of consolation rise 
 
 To cheer the fainting mind ; 
 
 And thirsty souls receive supplies, 
 
 And sweet refreshment find. 
 
 5 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice 
 
 Spreads heav'nly peace around; 
 And life and everlasting joys 
 Attend the blissful sound ! 
 
 6 O may these heav'nly pages be 
 
 My ever dear delight ; 
 And still new beauties may I see, 
 And still increasing light ! 
 
 7 Divine instructor, gracious Lord, 
 
 Be thou for ever near ; 
 Teach me to love thy sacred word, 
 And view my Saviour there ! 
 
 77. p. m. 
 
 FOR EASTER. 
 
 1 Let your glad voices in triumph arise, 
 For Jesus hath risen that man may arise. 
 
 Vain were the terrors that gather'd around him. 
 
 And short the domi ion of death and the grnve; 
 He burst from the fetters of darkness that bound 
 him, 
 
 Resplendent in glory, to live and to save. 
 
 Loud was the chorus of angels on high, 
 " The Saviour hath risen, ana man shall not die." 
 6* 
 
& Qlory to God in full anthems of joy ; 
 The being he gave us, death cannot destroy. 
 
 pad were the life we must part with to-morrow, 
 if tears were our birthright, and death were 
 our end ; 
 
 But Jesus hath cheer'd the dark valley of sorrow, 
 And bade us, immortal, to heaven ascend. 
 
 Lift then your voices in triumph on high, 
 For Jesus hath risen, and man shall not die. 
 
 78. L. M. 
 
 Jesus, what shall J do to show 
 
 How much I love thy charming name ? 
 
 Let my whole heart with rapture glow, 
 Thy boundless goodness to proclaim. 
 
 2f Lord, if a distant glimpse of thee, 
 
 Can give such sweet, such vast delight. 
 What must the joy, the triumph be, 
 To dwell for ever in thy sight! 
 
 79, s. m, 
 
 M v God, my life, my love, 
 
 T« thee, to thee I call ; 
 I cannot live if thou remove, 
 
 For thou art all in all. 
 
 % Thy shining grace can cheer 
 This dungeon where I dwell ; 
 3 Tis paradise when thou art here, 
 If thou depart His hell 
 
3 The smilings of thy face, 
 
 H'uv amiable they are ! 
 Tis heav'n to rest in thine embrace, 
 And no where else but there. 
 
 4 To thee, and thee alone, 
 
 The angels owe their bliss ; 
 They sit around thy gracious throne^ 
 And dwell where Jesus is. 
 
 5 Not all the harps above 
 
 Can make a heavenly place, 
 If God his residence remove, 
 Or but conceal his face. 
 
 6 Thou art the sea of love, 
 
 Where all my pleasures roll j 
 The circle where my passions move. 
 And centre of my soul. 
 
 7 To 'hee my spirits fly 
 
 With infinite desire : 
 And yet how far from thee I lie! 
 Dear Jesus, raise me higher. 
 
 80, L. M. 
 
 How can it be, thou heav'nly King, 
 That thou shou.ldst us to glory bring; 
 Make slaves the partners of thy throne, 
 Deck'd with a never fading crown? 
 
 2 What are our works but sin and death, 
 Till thou thy quick'ning Spirit breathe: 
 Thou giv'st the pow'r thy grace to move, 
 O wond'rous grace ! O boundless love ! 
 
3 Take my poor heart, and let it be 
 For ever clos'd to all but thee! 
 
 Seal thou my breast, and let me wear 
 That pledge of love for ever there. 
 
 4 How blest are they who still abide 
 Close shelter'd in thy bleeding side ! 
 Who life and strength from thence derive, 
 And by thee move, and in thee live. 
 
 5 Ah ! Lord, enlarge our scanty thought, 
 To know the wonders thou hast wrought; 
 Unloose our stamm'ring tongues to tell 
 Thy love immense, unsearchable ! 
 
 6 First-born of many brethren thou, 
 To thee, lo ! all our souls we bow ; 
 To thee our hearts and hands we give ; 
 Thine may we die, thine may we live. 
 
 81. P.M. 
 
 Son of God, if thy free grace 
 
 Again hath rais'd me up, 
 Call'd me still to seek thy face, 
 
 And giv'n me back my hope ; 
 Still thy timely help afford, 
 
 And all thy loving kindness show ; 
 Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, 
 
 And never let me go. 
 
 3 By me, O my Saviour, stand 
 In sore temptation's hour ! 
 Save me with thine outstretch'd hand. 
 And shew forth all thy pow'r : 
 
be mindful of thy word, 
 
 Thy all-sufficient grace bestow i 
 
 Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, 
 And never let me go. 
 
 4 Give me, Lord, a holy fear. 
 
 And fix it in my heart, 
 That I may from evil near 
 
 With speedy care depart s 
 Sin be more than hell abhorr'd, 
 
 Till thou destroy the tyrant foe : 
 Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, 
 
 And never let me go. 
 
 4 Never let me leave thy breast, 
 
 From thee my Saviour stray ; 
 Thou art my support and rest, 
 
 My true and living way : 
 My exceeding great reward, 
 
 In heav'n above, and earth below ; 
 Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, 
 
 And never let me go. 
 
 a, p. m. 
 
 Thee will I love, my strength, my tow'r ? 
 
 Thee wi!l I love, my joy, my crown, 
 Thee will I love with all my pow'r, 
 
 In all my works, and thee alone : 
 Thee will I love, till the pure fire 
 Fills my whole soul with chaste desire, 
 
 2 Ah ! why did I so late thee know, 
 Thee, lovlier than the sons of men ; 
 
Ah ! why did I no sooner go 
 
 To thee, the only ease in pain? 
 Asham'd I sigh and inly mourn, 
 That I so late to thee did turn. 
 
 3 In darkness willingly I stray'd ; 
 
 I sought thee, yet from thee I rov'd ; 
 Far wide my wand'ring thoughts wer^ spread, 
 
 Thy creatures more than thee I lov'd ; 
 And now if more at length I see, 
 'Tis thro' thy light and comes from thee ! 
 
 4 I thank thee, uncreated Sun, 
 
 That thy bright beams on me have shin'd, 
 J thank thee, who hast overthrown 
 
 My foes, and heal'd my wounded mind ; 
 
 1 thank thee, whose enliv'ning voice 
 Bids my free heart in thee rejoice. 
 
 $ Uphold me in the doubtful race, 
 
 Nor suffer me again to stray ; 
 Strengthen my feet with steady pace 
 
 Still to press forward in the way : 
 My soul and flesh, O Lord of might, 
 Fill, satiate with thy heav'nly light, 
 
 83. c. m. 
 
 What shall I do my God to love r 
 
 My loving God to praise? 
 The length, and breadth, and height to prove, 
 
 And depth of sov'reign grace ? 
 
 2 Thy sov'reign grace to all extends, 
 
 Immense and unconfin'd; 
 
From age to age it never ends, 
 It reaches all mankind. 
 
 3 The depth of all redeeming love. 
 
 What angel tongue can tell ? 
 O »ay we to the utmost prove 
 The gift unspeakable ! 
 
 4 These longing hearts do thee invite, 
 
 Corm- quickly from above : 
 And sink us to perfection's height, 
 The depth of humble love. 
 
 84. p. m. 
 
 Sovereign Lord of light and glory? 
 
 Author of our mortal frame ! 
 Joyfully we bow before thee, 
 
 And extol thy holy name : 
 Hallelujah ! 
 
 Ever sa«red be the theme ! 
 
 2 Kind dispenser of each blessing 
 
 Which surrounds the human race \ 
 May we, gratefully possessing, 
 Still adore thy boundless grace : 
 
 Hallelujah ! 
 Praise to God, immortal praise ! 
 
 3 Thus with humble adoration, 
 
 We attend before thy throne ; 
 And with grateful exultation, 
 Thine abundant mercy own: 
 
 Hallelujah ! 
 Praise belongs to thee alone ! 
 
4 In ihy every dispensation, 
 
 Love and mercy we descry; 
 'Thou, the God of our salvation! 
 To preserve us, still art nigh i 
 
 Hallelujah ! 
 Glory be to God on high! 
 
 85. c. m. 
 
 Soon will our fleeting hours be past j 
 
 And, as the setting sun 
 Now leaves the cloud in yonder west, 
 
 Our parting beams be gone. 
 
 2 May he from whom all blessings flow. 
 
 Our sacred rites attend ; 
 Unite our hearts in wisdom's ways, 
 Till life's short journey end. 
 
 3 And as the rapid sands run down, 
 
 Our virtue still improve ; 
 Till each receive the glorious crown 
 Of never-fading love. 
 
 86. P. m. 
 
 Praise to God, the great Creator, 
 
 Bounteous source of every joy ; 
 He whose hand upholds all nature, 
 
 He whose word can all destroy ! 
 Saints, with pious zeal attending, 
 
 Now the grateful tribute raise: 
 Solemn songs to heaven ascending 
 
 Join the universal praise. 
 
Here indulge each grateful feeling ; 
 
 Lowly bend with contrite souls ; 
 Here his milder grace revealing, 
 
 Here no awful thunder rolls: 
 Lo ! the eternal page before us 
 
 Bears the cov'nant of his love, 
 Full of mercy to restore us, 
 
 Mercy beaming from above. 
 
 Every secret fault confessing, 
 
 Deed unrighteous, thought of sin, 
 Seize, O seize the proffer'd blessing, 
 
 Grace from God, and peace within ! 
 Heart and voice with rapture swelling, 
 
 Still the song of glory raise ; 
 On the theme immortal dwelling, 
 
 Join the universal praise. 
 
 87. p- m. 
 
 Praise the Lord ! ye heaven's adore him 5 
 
 Praise him, angels, in the height ; 
 Sun and moon rejoice before him ; 
 
 Praise him, all ye stars of light! 
 Praise the Lord, for he hath spoken ; 
 
 Worlds his mighty voice obey'd; 
 Laws which never can be broken, 
 
 For their guidance he hath made. 
 
 Praise the Lord, for he is glorious, 
 
 Never shall his promise fail ; 
 God hath made his saints victorious, 
 
 Sin and death shall not prevail: 
 7 
 
Praise the God of our salvation, 
 Hosts on high his power proclaim ; 
 
 Heav'n and earth, and all creation, 
 Praise and magnify his name ! 
 
 88. L.M. 
 
 O source of uncreated light! 
 
 By whoai the worlds were rais'd from night £ 
 
 Come, visit every pious mind ; 
 
 Come, pour thy joys on human kind. 
 
 2 Plenteous in grace, descend from high, 
 Rich in thy matchless energy : 
 
 From sin and sorrow set us free 
 And make us temples meet for thee. 
 
 3 Chase from our path each noxious foe, 
 Blest peace, the fruit of love bestow : 
 And, lest our feet should from thee stray, 
 Protect and guide us in our way. 
 
 89. c. m. 
 
 Lord ! thou art good ; all nature shows 
 
 Its mighty Author kind : 
 Thy bounty through creation flows, 
 
 Full, free, and unconftVd. 
 
 2 Whate'er our eyes behold, proclaim> 
 
 Thine infinite good will; 
 It shines in stars, it flows in streams, 
 
 And bursts from every hill. 
 
•3 It fills the wide extended main, 
 
 And heav'ns which spread more wide; 
 
 It drops in gentle showers of rain, 
 And rolls in every tide. 
 
 4 Long hath it been diffus'd abroad, 
 Through years and ages past; 
 
 And its rich stores, all bounteous God! 
 For ever still shall last. 
 
 5 Through the vast whole it pours supplies, 
 Spreads joy through all its parts: 
 
 O may such love attract our eyes, 
 And captivate our hearts ! 
 
 6 High admiration let it raise, 
 And strong affection move ; 
 
 JSmploy our tongues in songs of praise, 
 And fill our hearts with love ! 
 
 90. l.m. 
 
 O thou, whose all disposing sway, 
 The heav'ns, the earth, and seas obey ; 
 Whose might throughout all space extends, 
 Sinks through all depth, all height transcends. 
 
 2 From earth's low margin to the skies, 
 He bids the pregnant vapours rise ; 
 The lightning s pallid sheet expands; 
 And glads with show'rs the furrow'd lands. 
 
 3 Now, from his storehouse, built on high, 
 Permits the imprison'd winds to fly; 
 And, guided by his will, to sweep 
 
 The surface of the foaming deep : 
 
4 He is the everlasting King, 
 And mercy's unexhausted spring: 
 Let our united voices raise 
 To him our grateful songs of praise. 
 
 91. L.M. 
 
 Come, weary souls, with sin distrest, 
 Come, and accept the promis'd rest; 
 The Saviour's gracious call obey, 
 And cast your gloomy fears away. 
 
 2 Oppress'd with guilt, a painful load, 
 O come and spread your woes abroad ; 
 D.vine compassion, mighty love, 
 
 Will all the painful load remove. 
 
 3 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows, 
 
 To cleanse your guilt, and heal your woes ; 
 Pardon, and life, and endless peace ; 
 How rich the gift ! how free the grace ! 
 
 92. P- m. 
 
 No longer now delay, 
 
 Nor vain excuses frame : 
 He bids you come to-day, 
 
 Though poor, and blind, and lame : 
 All things are ready sinner, come; 
 For ev'ry trembling soul there's room. 
 
 2 Compell'd by bleeding love, 
 
 Ye wand'ring sheep, draw near ; 
 
 Christ calls you from above, 
 His charming accents hear ! 
 
 Let whosoever will now come ; 
 
 In mercy's breast there still is room. 
 
93. c. m. 
 
 The Saviour calls, let every ear 
 Attend the heav'nly sound : 
 
 Ye doubting souls dismiss your fear, 
 Hope smiles reviving round. 
 
 2 For ev'ry thirsty longing heart, 
 
 Here streams of bounty flow; 
 And life, and health, and bliss impart 
 To banish mortal woe. 
 
 3 Here springs of sacred pleasure rise 
 
 To ease your every pain : 
 (Immortal fountain ! full supplies !) 
 Nor shall you thirst in vain. 
 
 4 Ye sinner's, come ; 'tis mercy's voice. 
 
 The gracious call obey : 
 Mercy invites to heav'nly joys — 
 And can you yet delay ? 
 
 5 Dear Saviour, draw reluctant hearts ! 
 
 To thee let sinners fly, 
 And take the bliss thy love imparts; 
 And drink, and never die. 
 
 94. c. m. 
 
 Lo ! wisdom stands with smiling face. 
 And courts us to her arms ; 
 
 Who can resist the wond'rous grace, 
 And slight her pow'rful charms ? 
 
 7* 
 
2 She, gen'rous holds, out to our sight 
 
 Riches which shall endure ; 
 Not sparkling rubies half so bright. 
 Nor finest gold so pure. 
 
 3 Eternal pleasures fill her train, 
 
 Pleasures that never cloy ; 
 * Come drink of bliss unmix'd with pain, 
 And taste celestial joy.' 
 
 4 Immortal crowns she now displays, 
 
 And thrones beyond the skies; 
 Accept her blessings while she stays, 
 And seize the glorious prize. 
 
 95. p. m. 
 
 How precious, Lord ! thy holy word ! 
 What light and joy its truths afford 
 
 To souls benighted and distressed ! 
 Thy precepts guide our doubtful way; 
 Thy fear forbids our steps to stray ; 
 
 Thy promise leads the heart to rest. 
 
 2 Thy threat'nings wake our slumb'ring eyes. 
 And warn us where our danger lies ; 
 
 While gospel truth and grace divine 
 Inspire the heart with filial love, 
 Exalt and fix our hopes above, 
 
 And make the willing spirit thine. 
 
 3 From the discoveries of thy law 
 What perfect rules of life we draw ! 
 
 Be these our study and delight : 
 
May every deed, and word, and thought, 
 To truth and duty's standard brought, 
 Become well-pleasing in thy sight. 
 
 4 O may thy word those faults reveal, 
 Which blind self-love may yet conceal, 
 
 And from presumptuous sins restrain ! 
 Thus taught to use the book of grace, 
 We'll raise a grateful song of praise 
 
 That we possess it not in vain. 
 
 96. l. M. 
 
 High in the heavens, eternal God! 
 
 Thy goodness in full glory shines; 
 Thy truth shall break through ev'ry cloud 
 
 That veils and darkens thy designs. 
 
 2 For ever firm thy justice stands, 
 
 As mountains their foundations keep; 
 Wise are the wonders of thy hands ; 
 Thy judgments are a mighty deep. 
 
 3 Thy providence is kind and large ; 
 Both man and beast thy bounty share : 
 
 The whole creation is thy charge, 
 The righteous thy peculiar care. 
 
 4 O God ! how excellent thy grace ! 
 Thence all our hope and comfort spring ; 
 
 In fear, in trouble, and distress, 
 
 We'll seek the shadow of thy wing. 
 
 5 The living bread thy word bestows, 
 Will fainting souls with strength renew ; 
 
 There mercy like a river flows, 
 And brings salvation to our view. 
 
6 Life, like a fountain rich and free, 
 Springs from the goodness of the Lord^ 
 
 And in thy presence, we shall see 
 The glories promis'd in thy word. 
 
 97. p. m. 
 
 Father of our feeble race ! 
 
 Wise, beneficent, and kind, 
 Spread o'er nature's ample face, 
 
 Flows thy goodness unconfiVd : 
 Musing in the silent grove, 
 
 Or the busy haunts of men, 
 Still we trace thy wond'rous love, 
 
 Claiming large returns again. 
 
 2 Lord ! what offering shall we bring, 
 
 At thine altars when we bow ? 
 Hearts, the pure unsullied spring, 
 
 Whence the kind affections flow ; 
 Soft compassion's feeling soul, 
 
 By the melting eye express'd ; 
 Sympathy, at whose control 
 
 Sorrow leaves the wounded breast. 
 
 3 Willing hands to lead the blind, 
 
 Bind the wounded, feed the poor; 
 Love, embracing all mankind ; 
 
 Charity, with liberal store : 
 Teach us, O thou heav'nly King ! 
 
 Thus to shew our grateful mind. 
 Thus the accepted offering bring, 
 
 Love to thee, and all mankind. 
 
98. p. m. 
 
 Rise, ye dearly purchas'd sinners, 
 Fill'd with faith's assurance, rise ; 
 
 Through the loss of Jesus, winners, 
 Lords of all in earth and skies ; 
 
 Sing and triumph 
 In his bleeding sacrifice. 
 
 2 To his meritorious passion, 
 
 All our happiness we owe, 
 Pardon, holiness, salvation, 
 
 Heav'n above, and heav'n below ; 
 
 Grace and glory 
 From that open fountain flow. 
 
 3 Blest in our returning Saviour, 
 
 When he hath prepar'd our place, 
 We shall reign with him for ever, 
 Folded in his love's embrace : 
 
 Come, Redeemer, 
 Show us all thy heav'nly face. 
 
 99. l. M. 
 
 Blessings abound where Jesus reigns, 
 The joyful pris'ner bursts his chains ; 
 The weary find eternal rest, 
 And all the sons of want are blest. 
 
 2 Where he displays his healing pow'r, 
 Death and the curse are known no more; 
 In him the tribes of Adam boast 
 More blessings than their father lost. 
 
3 Let ev'ry creature rise and bring 
 Peculiar lonours to our Kins; ; 
 Angels descend with songs again, 
 And earth repeat the loud amen. 
 
 100. c. M. 
 
 I'm not asham'd to own my Lord, 
 
 Or to defend his cause, 
 Maintain the honour of his word, 
 
 The glory of his cross. 
 
 2 Jesus, my God ! I know his name, 
 
 His name is all my trust ; 
 Nor will he put my soul to shame, 
 Nor let my hope be lost. 
 
 3 Firm as his throne his promise stands, 
 
 And he can well secure 
 What I've committed to his hands, 
 Till the decisive hour. 
 
 101. S. M. 
 
 The Lord my shepherd is, 
 
 I shall be well supply'd ; 
 Since he is mine, and I am his. 
 
 What can I want beside ? 
 
 2 He leads me to the place 
 
 Where heav'nly pasture grows, 
 Where living waters gently pass, 
 And full salvation flows. 
 
 
While he affords his aid 
 
 1 cannot yield to fear ; 
 Tho' I should walk thro' death's dark shade, 
 
 My shepherd's with me there. 
 
 Amid surrounding foes 
 
 He does my table spread, 
 My cup with blessings overflows, 
 
 And joy exalts my head. 
 
 The bounties of his love 
 
 Shall crown my following days ; 
 
 Nor from his house will 1 remove, 
 Nor cease to speak his praise. 
 
 102. l. M. 
 
 O may our lips and lives express- 
 The holy gospel we profess ; 
 O may our works and virtue shine, 
 To prove the doctrine all divine. 
 
 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad 
 The honours of our Saviour, God; 
 When this salvation reigns within, 
 And grace subdues the power of sin. 
 
 Our flesh and sense must be deny'd, 
 Passion and envy, lust and pride : 
 While justice, temp'rance, truth and love, 
 Our inward piety approve. 
 
 Religion bears our spirits up, 
 While we expect that blessed hope, 
 The bright appearance of the Lord, 
 And faith stands leaning on his word. 
 
103. p. M. 
 
 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? 
 God your Maker, asks y< u why : 
 God, who did your being give, 
 Made you with himself to live : 
 He the fatal cause demands, 
 Asks the work of his own hands, 
 Why, ye thankless creatures, why 
 Will ye cross his love, and die . ? 
 
 2 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? 
 God, your Saviour, asks you why : 
 God, who did your souls retrieve, 
 DvM himself that you might live. 
 Will you let him die in vain . ? 
 Crucify your Lord again ? 
 
 Why, ye ransom'd sinners, why 
 Will you slight his grace, and die ? 
 
 3 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? 
 God, the Spirit, asks you why ; 
 He who all your lives hath strove, 
 Woo'd you to embrace his love : 
 Will you not the grace receive ? 
 Will you still refuse to live ? 
 Why, ye long-sought sinners, why 
 Will you grieve your God and die t 
 
 104. p. m. 
 
 Ah ! give me, Lord, the tender heart, 
 That trembles at th' approach of sin 
 
A godly fear of sin impart; 
 
 implant and root it deep within I 
 That 1 may dread thy gracious pow'r, 
 And never dare t' offend thee more. 
 
 105. c. m. 
 
 that I could my Lord receivt, 
 Who did the world redeem ; 
 
 Who gave his life, that I might live 
 A life conceal'd in him ! 
 
 2 O that I could the blessing prove, 
 
 My heart's extreme desire ; 
 Live happy in my Saviour's love, 
 And in his arms expire! 
 
 3 Mercy I ask to seal my peace, 
 
 That kept by mercy's power, 
 
 1 nay from ev'ry evil cease, 
 And never grieve thee more ! 
 
 4 Now, if thy gracious will it be, 
 
 Ev'n now my sins remove, 
 And set my soul at liberty, 
 By thy victorious love, 
 
 106. c. m. 
 
 Why should the children of a King 
 f>o mourning all their days? 
 
 Great Comforter, descend, and bring 
 The tokens of thy grace ! 
 8 
 
2 Dost thou not dwell in all thy saints, 
 
 And seal the heirs of heav'n ? 
 When wilt thou banish my complaints, 
 And shew my sins forgiv'n ? 
 
 3 Assure my conscience of her part 
 
 In the Redeemer's blood ; 
 And bear the witness with my heart, 
 That I am born of God. 
 
 4 Thou art the earnest of his love, 
 
 The pledge of joys to come : 
 May thy blest wings, celestial Dove, 
 Safely convey me home. 
 
 107. L. M. 
 
 Ye nations round the earth! rejoice 
 Before the Lord, your sov'reign King; 
 
 Serve him with cheerful heart and voice, 
 And his unrivall'd glories sing. 
 
 2 The Lord is God : 'tis he alone 
 
 Doth life and all its blessings give ; 
 And still his guardian care we own, 
 And still upon his bounty live. 
 
 3 Enter his gates with songs of joy ; 
 
 With praises in his courts appear; 
 And make it your divine employ 
 
 To pay your thanks and honours there. 
 
 4 For God, and he alone, is good ; 
 
 His mercy is for ever sure ; 
 His iruth hath always firmly stood, 
 And shall from age to age endure. 
 
108. L. M. 
 
 Lord Jesus, when, when shall it be? 
 That I no more shall break with thee ? 
 When will this war of passion cease, 
 And my free soul enjoy thy peace ? 
 
 2 O Saviour, when, when shall I be 
 A garden sealM to all but thee ? 
 No more expos'd, no more undone ; 
 But live and grow to thee alone ? 
 
 3 Guide thou, O Lord, guide thou my course, 
 And draw me on with thy sweet force ; 
 Still make me walk, still make me tend, 
 By thee my way, to thee my end. 
 
 109. c. m. 
 
 Again the Lord of life and light 
 
 Awakes the kindling ray, 
 Unseals the eyelids of the morn, 
 
 And pours increasing day. 
 
 2 O what a night was that which wrapp'd 
 
 The heathen world in gloom ! 
 O what a sun which broke, this day, 
 Triumphant from the tomb ! 
 
 3 This day be grateful homage paid, 
 
 And loud hosannas sung ; 
 Let gladness dwell in every heart, 
 And praise on every tongue. 
 
4 Ten thousand joyful lips shall join 
 
 To hail thfs welcome morn, 
 Which scatters blessings from its wings 
 To nations yet unborn. 
 
 5 Jesus, the friend of human kind, 
 
 Was crucify' d and slain ! 
 Bebold, the tomb its prey restores ! 
 Behold, he lives again ! 
 
 6 And while his conquering chariot wheels 
 
 Ascend the lofty skies, 
 Broken beneath his pow'rful cross, 
 Death's iron sceptre lies. 
 
 110. C. M. 
 
 Almighty God ! thy powerful word 
 From nothing all things brought ; 
 
 Earth, seas, and skies, by thee their Lord, 
 With matchless skill were wrought, 
 
 2 By thee preserv'd, the whole remains 
 
 A proof of pow'r divine ; 
 And all, which this great whole contains, 
 By s^v'reign right is thine. 
 
 3 Sun, moon, and stars, thv views fulfil ; 
 
 Through thee each planet rolls; 
 Earth, seas, and skies, obey thy will ; 
 Thy pow'r the world controls. 
 
 4 To thee, and thee alone, we I ow, 
 
 To thee alone would live ; 
 All that we have to thee we owe, 
 Ourselves to thee we give. 
 
5 Accept what now, with faith and love 
 We to thy will resign ; 
 And let thy grace preserve, improve, 
 And perfect what is thine. 
 
 111. L. M. 
 
 Another six days' work is done, 
 Another Sabbath is 'jegun ; 
 Improve, my soul, the sacred rest, 
 And learn for ever to be blest. 
 
 2 This day may our devotions rise 
 As grateful incense to the skies ; 
 May heav'n that peace divine bestow, 
 Which none but they who feel it, know. 
 
 3 This holy calm within the breast 
 Prepares for that eternal rest, 
 W T hich for the sons of God remains ; 
 The end of cares, the end of pains. 
 
 4 With joy, great God, thy works we view, 
 In varied scenes both old and new ; 
 With praise we think on mercies past, 
 
 In hope, we future mercies taste. 
 
 5 In holy duties, let the day, 
 In holy pleasures pass away ; 
 
 Hovv sweet this Sabbath thus to spend, 
 In hopes of that which ne'er shall end ! 
 8* 
 
112. c. M. 
 
 Father of all ! whose cares extend 
 
 To earth's remotest shore ; 
 Through ev'ry age let praise ascend ; 
 
 Let ev'ry clime ad<re. 
 
 2 What conscience dictates to be done, 
 
 Or warns me not to do, 
 This, teach me more than death to shun, 
 That, mote than life pursue. 
 
 3 If I am right, thy grace impart, 
 
 Still in the right to stay ; 
 If I am wrong, O teach my heart 
 To find that better way ! 
 
 4 Save me alike from foolish pride, 
 
 Or impious discontent ; 
 At aught thy wisdom has deny'd, 
 Or aught thy goodness lent. 
 
 5 Teach me to feel another's wo, 
 
 To hide the faults I see ; 
 
 That mercy I to others show, 
 
 That mercy show to me. 
 
 6 This day be bread and peace my lot; 
 
 But, all beneath the sun, 
 Thou know'st if best bestow'd or not; 
 And let thy will e done. 
 
 7 To thee, whose temple is all space, 
 
 Whose altar, earth, sea, skits, 
 One chorus let all beings raise, 
 All nature's incense rise ! 
 
113. C M. 
 
 .When some kind shepherd from his fold, 
 
 Has lost a straying sheep ; 
 Thro' vales, o'er hills, he anxious roves, 
 
 And climbs the mountains sleep. 
 
 2 But O the joy ! the transport sweet ! 
 When he the wand'rer finds ; 
 
 Up in his arms he takes his charge, 
 And to his shoulder binds. 
 
 3 Homeward he hastes to tell his joys, 
 And make his bliss complete: 
 
 The neighbours hear the news, and all 
 The joyful shepherd greet. 
 
 4 Ye' ho a much greater is the joy 
 When but one sinner turns — 
 
 When the poor wretch, with broken heart, 
 His sins and errors mourns. 
 
 5 Pleas'd with the news, the saints below, 
 In songs their tongues employ : 
 
 Beycnd the skies the tidings go, 
 And heav'n is fill'd with joy. 
 
 6 Well pleas'd, the Father sees and hears 
 The conscious sinner weep; 
 
 Jesus receives him in his arms, 
 And owns him for his sheep. 
 
 7 Nor angels can their joys contain, 
 But kindle with new fire : 
 
 " A wandering sheep's retum'd," they sing, 
 And strike the sounding lyre. 
 
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114. L. M. 
 
 Come, dearest Lord, and bless this day, 
 Come bear our thoughts from earth away : 
 Now let our nobler passions rise 
 With ardour to their native skies. 
 
 2 Come, Holy Spirit, all divine, 
 With rays of light upon us shine ; 
 And let our waiting souls be blest, 
 On this sweet day of sacred rest. 
 
 3 Then when our Sabbaths here are o'er ; 
 And we arrive on Canaan's shore, 
 With all the ransom'd we shall spend 
 
 A Sabbath which shall never end. 
 
 115. P. M. 
 
 Come, thou soul-transforming Spirit, 
 Bless the sower and the seed : 
 
 Let each heart thy grace inherit; 
 Raise the weak — the hungry feed : 
 
 From the gospel 
 Now supply thy people's need. 
 
 2 O may all enjoy thy blessing 
 
 Which thy word's design'd to give ! 
 Let us all, thy love possessing, 
 Joyfully the truth receive : 
 
 And for ever 
 To thy praise and glory live. 
 
116. P. M. 
 
 What dreadful spot is this, 
 
 And yet what pleasing place ! 
 Sure here Jehovah is, 
 
 In majestv and grace : 
 Here let our souls devoutly wait, 
 'Tis God's own house, 'tis heaven's gate. 
 
 2 'Tis here the saints abide, 
 
 On richest dainties fed ; 
 And Christ doth here reside, 
 
 Their Master and their Head; 
 His life and love he here conveys, 
 And owns their pray'rs and hears their praise. 
 
 117. p.m. 
 
 Gracious Father, gracious Lord, 
 Give us ears to hear thy word ; 
 Give us hearts to love and fear, 
 Give us now to find thee near. 
 
 2 Let us know and praise thee more, 
 Let us live on mercy's store; 
 
 Let us sing .iur Saviour's love, 
 Till we join the saints above. 
 
 3 Then we'll praise thee, and adore, 
 On the ha py blissful shore ; 
 Praise, with all the heav'n'y hosts, 
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
118. CM. 
 
 In thy great name, O Lord, we come, 
 
 To vvorship at thy feet; 
 O pour the Holy Spirit down, 
 
 On all that now shall meet. 
 
 2 We come to hear Jehovah speak, 
 
 To hear the Saviour's voice : 
 Thy face and favour, Lord, we seek, 
 Now make our hearts rejoice. 
 
 3 Teach us to pray, and praise, and hear, 
 
 And understand thy word ; 
 To feel thy blissful presence near, 
 And trust our living Lord. 
 
 4 Here let thy pow'r and grace be felt, 
 
 Thy love and mercy known ; 
 Our icy hearts, dear Jesus, melt, 
 And break this flinty stone. 
 
 5 Let sinners, Lord, thy goodness prove, 
 
 And saints rejoice in thee ; 
 Let rebels be subdu'd by love, 
 And to the Saviour flee. 
 
 6 This house with grace and glory fill, 
 
 This congregation bless; 
 Thy great salvation now reveal ; 
 Thy glorious righteousness. 
 
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 M. 
 
 Our Father, thron'd in heav'n, divine, 
 To thy great name be praises paid; 
 
 Thy kingdom come, let splendour shine, 
 And thy blest will be still obey'd. 
 
 2 Give us our bread from day to day, 
 And all our wants do thou supply; 
 
 With gospel truth feed us, we pray, 
 That we may never faint or die. 
 
 3 Extend thy grace, our hearts renew, 
 Our each offence in love forgive ; 
 
 Teach us divine forgiveness too, 
 And freed from evil let us live. 
 
 4 For thine's the kingdom, and the pow'r, 
 And all the glory waits thy name ; 
 
 Let every saint thy grace adore, 
 
 And sound in songs their loud Amen. 
 
 120. p. M. 
 
 I'll bless Jehovah's glorious name, 
 Whose goodness heav'n antl earth proclaim, 
 
 With every morning light; 
 And at the close of every day, 
 To him my cheerful homage pay, 
 
 Who guards me through the night. 
 
 2 Then in his churches to appear, 
 And pay my humble worship there, 
 Shall be my sweet employ : 
 
The day that saw my Saviour rise, 
 Shall dawn on my delighted eyes 
 With pure and holy joy. 
 
 3 With grateful sorrow in my breast, 
 I'll celebrate the dying feast 
 
 Of my departing Lord; 
 And while his perfect love I view, 
 His bright example I'll pursue, 
 And meditate his word. 
 
 121. c. M. 
 
 Jehovah God ! thy gracious pow'r 
 
 On ev'ry hand we see ; 
 O may the blessings of each hour 
 
 Lead all our thoughts to thee. 
 
 2 If on the wings of morn we speed 
 
 T<» earth's remotest bound, 
 Thy hand will there our footsteps lead. 
 Thy love our path surround. 
 
 3 Thy power is in the ocean deeps, 
 
 And reaches to the skies; 
 Thine eye of mercy never sleeps, 
 Thy goodness never dies. 
 
 4 From morn till noon, till latest eve, 
 
 The hand of God we see; 
 And all the blessings we receive, 
 Ceaseless proceed from thee. 
 
 5 In all the varying scenes of time, 
 
 On thee our hopes depend ; 
 Through every age, in every clime, 
 Our Father, and our Friend ! 
 
122. L. M. 
 
 O God, most merciful and true, 
 Thy nature to our souls impart; 
 
 Stablish with me the cov'nant new. 
 And stamp thine image on my heart- 
 
 2 O that to ihee my constant min'l 
 Might with an even flame aspire ; 
 
 Pride in its earliest motions find, 
 And mark the risings of desire. 
 
 3 O that my tender soul might fly 
 The first abhorr'd approach of ill j 
 
 Quick as the apple of an eye, 
 The slightest touch of sin to feel ! 
 
 4 O let me gain my Saviour's mind, 
 And ev'ry murm'ring thought be gone 
 
 Fulness of life eternal find, 
 And glory give to God alotie* 
 
 5 Till he anew my soul create, 
 
 Still may I strive, and watch and pray 
 Humbly and confidently wait, 
 And long to see the perfect day 
 
 123. s. m 
 
 O may thy pow'rful word 
 
 Our feeble minds inspire^ 
 To come into thy presence, Lord, 
 
 With pure intense desire. 
 P 
 
2 That we may all improve 
 
 The grace already giv'n ; 
 May sink into thy perfect love, 
 Aug! taste the joys of heav ? n, 
 
 3 Together live in love 
 
 While we continue here ; 
 And meet in glorious realms above ? 
 And see our Saviour there, 
 
 124. c. m. 
 
 Thy gracious aid, great God ! impart. 
 
 To give thy word success ; 
 Write all its precepts on the heart, 
 
 And deep its truths impress. 
 
 2 O speed our progress in the way 
 That leads to joys on high, 
 Where knowledge grows without decay 
 And love shall never die ! 
 
 125. c. m. 
 
 "Tis by thy strength the mountains stand. 
 
 God of eternal pow'r ! 
 The sea grows calm at thy command, 
 
 And tempests cease to roar. 
 
 2 Thy morning light, and evening shade. 
 
 Successive comforts bring : 
 Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad, 
 
 Thy flowers adorn the spring. 
 
3 Seasons, and times, and days, and hours, 
 Heaven, earth, and air, are thine : 
 
 When clouds distil in fruitful showers, 
 The author is divine. 
 
 4 The thirsty ridges drink their fill, 
 And ranks of corn appear: 
 
 Tin ways abound with blessings still : 
 Thy goodness crowns the year. 
 
 128. l. M. 
 
 To Goo, of every good the spring, 
 The .tribute of your praises bring, 
 For grace and truth, through Jesus giv'n, 
 Mercy, and peace, and hopes of heav'n. 
 
 2 Grateful the joyous news proclaim, 
 Salvation is in Jesus' name ; 
 Salvation ! shout the glorious sound, 
 Proclaim it to the world around. 
 
 3 r ell ev'ry fear'uh trembling soul, 
 That gospel grace will make him whole : 
 Invite the wear;' poor to come, 
 
 At Jesus' feet there still is room. 
 
 i -1 sus ! that name shall calm their fears, 
 Dispel heir doubts, and dry their tears; 
 Shall ease the anxious, throb Ung breast, 
 And give the w ary mourner rest. 
 
 5 Jesus! our Prophet, Saviour, King — 
 For Jesus, grateful praise we bring 
 To thee, from whom his b'ess-'ngs flovv'd, 
 To thee, our Father and our God ! 
 
127. L. M. 
 
 We bless tbee for this sacred day, 
 Thou, who hast every blessing giv'n, 
 
 Which sends the dreams of earth away, 
 And yields a glimpse of opening heav'n. 
 
 2 Rich day of holy, thoughtful rest ! 
 
 May we improve thy calm repose, 
 And in God's service truly blest, 
 Forget the world, its joys and woes. 
 
 3 Lord, may thy truth, upon the heart 
 
 Now fall and dwell, as heav'nly dew, 
 And flowers of grace in freshness start, 
 Where once the weeds of error grew. 
 
 4 May pray'r now lift her sacred wings, 
 
 Contented with that aim alone 
 Which bears her to the King of kings, 
 And rests her at his sheltering throne. 
 
 138. s. m. 
 
 Welcome, sweet day of rest, 
 
 That saw the Lord arise : 
 Welcome to this reviving breast, 
 
 And these rejoicing eyes ! 
 
 2 The King himself comes near, 
 
 And feasts his saints to-day ; 
 Here we may sit and see him here, 
 And love, and praise, and pray. 
 
 3 One day in such a place 
 
 Where thou, my God, art seen, 
 
Is sweeter than ten thousand days, 
 That's spent in guilt and sin. 
 
 4 My willing soul would stay 
 In such a frame as this, 
 And sit and sing herself away, 
 To everlasting bliss. 
 
 129. L. M. 
 
 Far from my thoughts, vain world begone, 
 Let my religious hours alone ; 
 Fain would my eyes my Saviour see; 
 I wait a visit, Lord, from thee. 
 
 2 My heart grows warm with holy fire, 
 And kindles with a pure desire : 
 Come, O my Jesus, from above, 
 And feed my soul with heavenly love. 
 
 3 Haste then, but with a smiling face, 
 And spread the table of thy grace : 
 Bring down a taste of truth divine, 
 And cheer my heart with sacred wine. 
 
 4 Blest Jesus, what delicious fare ! 
 How sweet thy entertainments are! 
 Never did angels taste above, 
 Redeeming grace and dying love. 
 
 130. c. m. 
 
 May I, throughout this day of thine, 
 
 Be in the Spirit, Lord ; 
 Spirit of humble fear divine, 
 
 That trembles at thy word. 
 9* 
 
2 Spirit of faith my heart to raise, 
 And 6x on things above ; 
 Spirit of sacrifice and praise, 
 Of holiness and love, 
 
 131. L. M. 
 
 Sweet is the work, my God, my King, 
 To praise thy name, give thanks and sing ; 
 To shew thy love by morning light, 
 And talk of all thy truth by night. 
 
 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest, 
 No mortal cares shall seize my breast, 
 O may my heart in tune be found, 
 Jjike David's harp of solemn sound ! 
 
 3 When grace has purify'd my heart, 
 Then I shall share a glorious part ; 
 And fresh supplies of joy are shed, 
 Like holy oil to cheer my head. 
 
 4 Then shall I see, and hear, and know, 
 All I desir'd or wish'd below ; 
 
 And ev'ry hour find sweet employ, 
 Jn that eternal world of joy, 
 
 132, L. M, 
 
 Come, dearest Lord, and bless this day, 
 Come bear our thoughts from earth away : 
 Nqw let our noblest passions rise 
 With ardour to their native skies. 
 
2 Come, holy Spirit, all divine, 
 With rays of light upon us shine ; 
 And let our waiting souls be blest 
 On this sweet day of sacred rest. 
 
 3 Then when our Sabbaths here are o'er, 
 And we arrive on Canaan's shore, 
 
 With all the ransom'd we shall spend 
 A sabbath which shall never end, 
 
 133. c. m. 
 
 Come, let us join in sweet accord 
 In hymns around the throne ; 
 
 This is the day our rising Lord 
 Hath made and call'd his own. 
 
 2 This is the day which God hath blest, 
 The brightest of the s^ ven ; 
 Type of that everlasting rest 
 The saints enjoy in heaven. 
 
 134. c. m. 
 
 My drowsy pow'rs, why sleep ye so ? 
 
 Awake, my sluggish soul ! 
 Nothing hath half thy work to do, 
 
 Yet nothing's half so dull. 
 
 2 Go to the ants : for one poor grain, 
 See how they toil and strive ; 
 
 Yet we, who have a heav'n to obtain, 
 How negligent we. live ! 
 
3 We, for whose sake all nature stands, 
 And stars their courses move ; 
 
 We, for whose guard the angel-bands 
 Come flying from above : 
 
 4 We, for whom God the Son came down, 
 And labour' d for our good, 
 
 How careless to secure that crown 
 He purchas'd with his blood. 
 
 5 Lord, shall we live so sluggish still, 
 And never act our parts ? 
 
 Come, Holy Dove, from th' heav'nly hill, 
 And warm our frozen hearts. 
 
 6 Give us with active warmth to move, 
 With vig'rous souls to rise, 
 
 With hands of faith and wings of love 
 To fly and take the prize. 
 
 135. c. m. 
 
 Come, O thou all victorious Lord, 
 Thy pow'r to us make known : 
 
 Strike with the hammer of thy word, 
 And break these hearts of stone. 
 
 2 O that we all might now begin 
 
 Our foolishness to mourn ! 
 And turn at once from ev'ry sin, 
 And to the Saviour turn. 
 
 3 Give us ourselves and thee to know, 
 
 In this our gracious day : 
 
 Repentance unto life bestow, 
 
 And take our sins away. 
 
4 Convince us first of unbelief, 
 
 And freely then release : 
 Fill ev'ry soul with sacred grief, 
 And then with sacred peace. 
 
 5 Impoverish, Lord, and then relieve, 
 
 And then enrich the poor, 
 
 1 The knowledge of our sickness give, 
 
 The knowledge of our cure. 
 
 6 That blessed sense of guilt impart. 
 
 And then remove the load : 
 Trouble, and wash the troubled heart 
 In the atoning blood. 
 
 7 Our desp'rate state, through sin, declare, 
 
 And speak our sins forgiv'n; 
 By perfect holiness, prepare, 
 And take us up to heav'n. 
 
 136. p.m. 
 
 Happy soul, that free from harms, 
 Rests within his Shepherd's arms. 
 Who his quiet shall molest? 
 Who shall violate his rest? 
 Jesus doth his Spirit bear, 
 Jesus takes his ev'ry care; 
 Jesus found the wand'ring sheep, 
 Whom he still delights to keep. 
 
 2 O that I might so believe, 
 Stedfastly to Jesus cleave ; 
 On his only love rely, 
 Smile at the destroyer nigh ! 
 
Free from sin and servile fear, 
 Have my Jesus ever near; 
 All his care rejoice to prove, 
 All his paradise of love. 
 
 3 Jesus, seek thy wand'ring sheep, 
 Bring me back, and lead, and keep : 
 Take on thee my ev'ry care ; 
 Bear me, on thy bosom bear , 
 
 Let me know my Shepherd's voice, 
 More and more in thee rejoice ; 
 More and more of thee receive, 
 Ever in thy Spirit live. 
 
 4 Live, till all thy life I know ; 
 Perfect through my Lord below ; 
 Gladly then from earth remove, 
 Gather' d to the fold above : 
 
 O that I at last may stand 
 With the sheep at thy right hand ; 
 Take the crown so freely giv'n, 
 Enter in by thee to heav'n. 
 
 137. p. m. 
 
 God of my salvation, hear, 
 
 And help me to believe ; 
 Simply do 1 now draw near, 
 
 Thy blessing to receive : 
 Full of guilt, alas! I am, 
 
 But to thy wounds for refuge flee : 
 Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, 
 
 Thy blood was shed for me. 
 
2 Si Hiding now as newly slain, 
 
 To thee I lift mine eye, 
 Bi!m of all my t;rief and pain, 
 Thy blood is always i igh. 
 
 Now, as yesterday, the same 
 Thou art and wilt lor ever be : 
 
 Fri nd of sinners, spotless Lamb, 
 Thy blood, was shed for me. 
 
 3 No good word, or work, or thought, 
 
 Bring I to buy thy grace ; 
 Pardon I accept unbought, 
 
 Thy proffer I embrace ; 
 Coming as at first I came, 
 
 To take, and not bestow on thee : 
 Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, 
 
 Thy blood was shed for me. 
 
 4 Saviour, from thy wounded side 
 
 f never will depart, 
 Here will I my spirit hide 
 
 When I am pure in heart : 
 Till my place above I claim, 
 
 This only shall be all my plea, 
 Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb. 
 
 Thy blood was shed for me. 
 
 I 138. p. M. 
 
 Come, Lord, and help me to rejoice, 
 In hope that I shall hear thy voice, 
 
 Shall one day see my God : 
 Shall cease from all my sm and strife. 
 Handle and taste the won! of life, 
 
 ,\nd feel the sprinkled blood. 
 
2 Rejoicing now in earnest hope, 
 
 I stand, and from the mountain top 
 
 See all the land below : 
 Rivers of milk and honey rise, 
 And all the fruit of paradise 
 
 In endless plenty grow : 
 
 3 A land of corn, and wine, and oil, 
 Favour* d with God's peculiar smile, 
 
 With every blessing blest; 
 There dwells the Lord our righteousness, 
 And keeps his own in perfect peace, 
 
 And everlasting rest. 
 
 4 Now O my Joshua, bring me in, 
 Cast out thy foes, the inbred sin, 
 
 The carnal mind remove ; 
 The purchase of thy death divide. 
 And O with all the sanctify'd 
 
 Give me a lot of love ! 
 
 139. c. m. 
 
 God of all grace and majesty, 
 
 Supremely great and good, 
 If I have mercy found with thee. 
 
 Through the atoning blood ; 
 The guard of all thy mercies give 4 
 
 And to my pardon join 
 A fear lest I should ever grieve 
 
 Thy gracious love divine. 
 
 2 Still may I walk as in thy sight, 
 My strict observer see ; 
 
And thou, by rev'rent love, unite 
 My child-like heart to thee : 
 
 Still let me, till my days are past, 
 At Jesus' feet abide : 
 
 So shall he lift me up at last, 
 And seat me by his side. 
 
 140. c. m. 
 
 I want a principle within 
 
 Of jealous godly fear, 
 A sensibility of sin, 
 
 A pain to feel it near. 
 
 2 That I from thee no more may part, 
 
 No more thy goodness grieve, 
 The filial awe, the fleshly heart, 
 The tender conscience give : 
 
 3 Quick as the apple of an eye, 
 
 O God, my conscience make ; 
 Awake my soul when sin is nigh, 
 And keep it still aw T ake. 
 
 4 If to the right or left I stray, 
 
 That moment, Lord, reprove, 
 And let me weep, and watch and pray, 
 But never grieve thy love. 
 
 5 O may the least omission pain 
 
 My well instructed soul ; 
 \nd drive me to the balm again, 
 That makes the wounded whole, 
 10 
 
141. s. M. 
 
 The praying spirit breathe, 
 
 The watching pow'r impart; 
 From all entanglements beneath 
 
 Call off my peaceful heart ; 
 My feeble mind sustain, 
 
 By worldly thoughts opprest ; 
 Appear, and bid me turn again 
 
 To my eternal rest. 
 
 2 Swift to my rescue come, 
 
 Thine own this moment seize, 
 Gather my wandering spirit home. 
 
 And keep in perfect peace : 
 Suffer' d no more to rove 
 
 O'er all the earth abroad, 
 Arrest the pris'ner of thy love, 
 
 And shut me up in God. 
 
 142. c. m. 
 
 Shepherd divine, our wants relieve 
 
 In this our evil day ; 
 To all thy tempted folPwers give 
 
 The pow'r to watch and pray. 
 
 2 Long as our fiery trials last, 
 
 Long as the cross we bear, 
 O let our souls on thee be cast 
 In never-ceasing pray'r ! 
 
 3 The spirit of interceding grace 
 
 Give us in faith to claim, 
 
To wrestle till we see thy face, 
 And know thy hidden name. 
 
 4 Till thou thy perfect love impart, 
 
 Till thou thyself bestow, 
 Be this the cry of every heart, 
 I will not let thee go. 
 
 5 I will not let thee go, unless 
 
 Thou lell thy name to me; 
 With all thy great salvation bless, 
 And make me all like thee. 
 
 6 Then let me on the mountain-top, 
 
 Behold thy open face, 
 Where faith in sight is swallow'd up, 
 And pray'r in endless praise. 
 
 143. L. M. 
 
 Come, Saviour, Jesus, from above ! 
 
 Assist me with thy heav'nly grace ; 
 Empty my heart of earthly love, 
 
 And for thyself prepare the place. 
 
 2 O let thy sacred presence fill, 
 And set my longing spirit free ! 
 
 Which pants to have no other will, 
 But night and day to live for thee. 
 
 3 While in this region here below 
 The path of humble love pursue ; 
 
 And bid the world of noise and show, 
 With all its glitt'ring snares adieu. 
 
 4 That way of loving-kindness seek, 
 
 In which my Saviour's footsteps shine ; 
 
Nor may T hear, nor let me speak 
 Of any other love but thine. 
 
 5 Nothing on earth so much desire 
 As thy pure love within my breast; 
 
 This constant!) will I require, 
 And strive to give up all the rest. 
 
 144. s. m. 
 
 Jesus, my strength, my hope, 
 
 On thee I cast my care, 
 With humble confidence look up, 
 
 And know thou hear'st my prayer; 
 Give me on thee to wait, 
 
 Till I can all things do, 
 On thee, almighty to create, 
 
 Almighty to renew. 
 
 2 I want a sober mind, 
 
 A self-renouncing will 
 That tramples down and casts behind 
 
 The baits of pleasing ill : 
 A soul inur'd to pain, 
 
 To hardship, grief, and loss; 
 Bold to take up, firm to sustain 
 
 The consecrated cross. 
 
 3 I want a godly fear, 
 
 A quick discerning eye, 
 That looks. to thee when sin is near, 
 
 And sees the tempter fly ; 
 A spirit still prepai'd, 
 
 And arm'd with jealous care, 
 
For ever standing on its guard, 
 And watching unto pray'r. 
 
 4 I want a heart to pray, 
 
 To pray and never cease, 
 Never to murmur at thy stay, 
 
 Or wish my suff'rings less : 
 A jealous, just concern 
 
 For thine immortal praise ; 
 A pure desire that all may learn, 
 
 And glorify thy grace. 
 
 I rest upon thy word, 
 
 The promise is for me; 
 My succour and salvation, Lord, 
 
 Shall surely come from thee. 
 But let me still abide, 
 
 Nor from my hope remove, 
 Till thou my patient spirit guide 
 
 Into thy perfect love. 
 
 145. p. m. 
 
 Help, Lord, to whom for help I fly ; 
 And still my tempted soul stand by 
 
 Throughout the evil day ; 
 The sacred watchfulness impart, 
 And keep the issues of my heart, 
 
 And stir me up to pray. 
 
 2 My soul with thy whole armour arm. 
 In each approach of sin, alarm, 
 And shew the danger near; 
 JO* 
 
Surround, sustain, and strengthen me, 
 And till with go<ily jealousy, 
 And sanctifying fear. 
 
 3 If near the pit I rashly stray, 
 Before I wholly fall away, 
 
 The keen conviction dart : 
 Retail me by that pitying look, 
 That kind upbraiding glance, which broke 
 
 Unfaithful Peter's heart. 
 
 4 In me thine utmost mercy show, 
 And make me like thyself below, 
 
 Unblameable in grace ; 
 Ready prepar'd and fitted here, 
 By perfect holiness t' appear 
 
 Before thy glorious face. 
 
 146. l. M. 
 
 Jesus, my Saviour, Brother, Friend, 
 On whom I cast my ev'ry care, 
 
 On whom for all things I depend, 
 Inspire, and then accept my pray'r. 
 
 2 If I have tasted of thy grace, 
 
 The grace that sure salvation brings ; 
 If with me n w thy spirit stays, 
 
 And hov'ring hides me in his wings ! 
 
 3 Still let him with my weakness stay, 
 Nor for a moment's space depart : 
 
 Evil and danger turn away, 
 
 And keep till he renews my heart. 
 
4 When to the right or left I stray, 
 His voice behind me may I hear, 
 
 "Return, and walk in Christ thy way, 
 11 Fly back to Christ, for sin is near." 
 
 5 His sacred unction from above 
 Be still my comforter and guide ! 
 
 Till all the stony he remove, 
 And in my loving heart reside. 
 
 6 Uphold me, Saviour, or I fall ; 
 
 O reach me out thy gracious hand t 
 Only on thee for help I call ; 
 Only by faith in thee I stand. 
 
 147. s. m. 
 
 A charge to keep I have : 
 
 A God to glorify ; 
 A never dying soul to save, 
 
 And fit it for the sky ; 
 To serve the present age, 
 
 My calling to fulfil ; 
 O may it all my pow'rs engage 
 
 To do my Master's will. 
 
 2 Arm me with jealous care, 
 
 As in thy sight to live ; 
 And O, thy servant, Lord, prepare 
 
 A strict account to give : 
 Help me to watch and pray, 
 
 And on thyself rely; 
 Assur'd if 1 my trust betray, 
 
 1 shall for ever die. 
 
148. p. M. 
 
 Be it my only wisdom here, 
 
 To serve the Lord with filial fear, 
 
 With loving gratitude ; 
 Superior sense may I display, 
 By shunning ev'ry evil way, 
 
 And walking in the good. 
 
 2 O may I still from sin depart ; 
 A wise and understanding heart, 
 
 JesusJ to me be giv'n ! 
 And let me through thy Spirit know, 
 To glorify my God below, 
 And find my way to heav'n. 
 
 149. s. m. 
 
 God of Almighty love, 
 
 By whose sufficient grace, 
 I lift my heart to things above, 
 
 And humbly seek thy face ; 
 Through Jesus Christ the just, 
 
 My faint desire receive, 
 And let me in thy goodness trust, 
 
 And to thy glory live. 
 
 2 Whate'er I say or do, 
 
 Thy glory be my aim ; 
 My off'rings all be offer' d through 
 
 The ever-blessed name ; 
 Jesus, my single eye 
 Be fix'd on theealone ; 
 
Thy name be prais'd on earth, on high 
 Thy will by all be done. 
 
 Spirit of faith, inspire 
 
 My consecrated heart : 
 Fill me with pure celestial fire, 
 " With all thou hast and art; 
 My feeble mind transform, 
 
 And, perfectly renew'd, 
 Into a saint exalt a worm : 
 
 A worm exalt to God ! 
 
 150. s. m. 
 
 The thing my God doth hate, 
 
 That I no more may do, 
 Thy creature, Lord, again create, 
 
 And all my soul renew ; 
 My soul shall then, like thine, 
 
 Abhor the thing unclean, 
 And sanctify'd by love divine, 
 
 For ever cease from sin. 
 
 (i That blessed law of thine, 
 
 Jesus, to me impart; 
 Thy Spirit's law of life divine, 
 
 O write it in my heart ! 
 Implant it deep within, 
 
 Whence it may ne'er remove, 
 The law of liberty from sin, 
 
 The perfect law of love. 
 
 Thy nature be my law, 
 Thy spotless sanctity, 
 
 I 
 
And sweetly ev'ry moment draw 
 My happy soul to thee ; 
 
 Soul of my soul remain, 
 Who didst for all fulfil, 
 
 In me, O Lord, fulfil again 
 Thy heav'nly Father's will. 
 
 151. C. M. 
 
 O for a heart to praise my God, 
 . A heart from sin set free ! 
 A heart that always feels thy blood 
 So freely spilt for me. 
 
 2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek. 
 My great Redeemer's throne ; 
 
 Where only Christ is heard to speak. 
 Where Jesus reigns alone. 
 
 3 O for a lowly contrite heart, 
 Believing, true and clean ! 
 
 Which neither life nor death can part. 
 From him that dwells within. 
 
 4 A heart in ev'ry thought renew'd, 
 And full of love divine ; 
 
 Perfect, and right, and pure, and good, 
 A copy, Lord, of thine. 
 
 5 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart, 
 Come quickly from above ; 
 
 Write thy new name upon my heart, 
 Thy new, best name of love. 
 
152. c. m. 
 
 Jesus, my life, thyself apply, 
 Thy holy Spirit breathe : 
 
 My vile affections crucify, 
 Conform me to thy death. 
 
 Conqu'ror of hell, and earth, and sin 3 
 Still with the rebel strive ; 
 
 Enter my soul and work within, 
 And kill and make alive. 
 
 I 3Iore of thy life, and more I have, 
 As the old Adam dies : 
 Bury me, Saviour, in thy grave, 
 That I with thee may rise. 
 
 I Reign in me, Lord, thy foes controul, 
 Who would not own thy sway ; 
 Diffuse thine image through my soul, 
 Shine to the perfect day. 
 
 ) Scatter the last remains of sin, 
 And seal me thine abode ; 
 O make me glorious all within, 
 A temple built by God. 
 
 153. p. m. 
 
 I Holy Lamb, who thee receive, 
 Who in thee begin to live, 
 Day and night they cry to thee, 
 As thou art, so let us be. 
 
2 Jesus, see my panting breast : 
 See, I pant in thee to rest ; 
 Gladly would I now be clean ; 
 Cleanse me now from ev'ry sin. 
 
 3 Fix, O fix my wav'ring mind ! 
 To thy cross my spirit bind ; 
 Earthly passions far remove, 
 Swallow up my soul in love. 
 
 4 Who in heart on thee believes, 
 He th' atonement now receives : 
 He with joy beholds thy face, 
 Triumphs in thy pard'ning grace. 
 
 5 See, ye sinners, see the flame, 
 Rising from the slaug-iter'd Lamb, 
 Mark the new the living way, 
 Leading to eternal day. 
 
 6 Jesus, when this light we see, 
 All our souls atbirst for thee ; 
 "When thy quick'ning pow'r we prove. 
 All our heart dissolves in love. 
 
 7 Boundless wisdom, pow'r divine. 
 Love unspeakable are thine : 
 Praise by all to thee be giv'n, 
 Sons of earth, and hosts ofiieav'n. 
 
 154. p. m. 
 
 Jesus, thou art my King, 
 
 To me thy succour bring : 
 Christ the mighty one art thou, 
 
 Help for all on thee is laid ; 
 This thy word, 1 claim it now, 
 
 Send me now the promis'd aid. 
 
 
High on thy Father's throne, 
 
 O look with pity down ! 
 Help, O help ! attend my call, 
 
 Captive lead captivity ; 
 King of glory, Lord of all, 
 
 Christ, the Lord, be King to me. 
 
 J pant to feel thy sway, 
 
 And only thee t' obey; 
 Thee my spirit gasps to meet ; 
 
 This my one, my ceaseless pray'r, 
 Make, O make my heart thy seat ! 
 
 O set up thy kingdom there ! 
 
 Triumph and reign in me, 
 
 And spread thy victory : 
 Hell and death, and sin controul, 
 
 Pride and wrath, and ev'ry foe ; 
 All subdue : through all my soul, 
 
 Conqu'ring and to conquer go. 
 
 155. c. m. 
 
 Lord, I believe thy ev'ry word, 
 Thy ev'ry promise true : 
 
 And lo ! I wait on thee, my Lord, 
 Till I my strength renew. 
 
 If in this feeble flesh I may, 
 A while shew forth thy praise, 
 
 Jesus, support the tott'ring clay, 
 And lengthen out my days. 
 
 11 
 
3 If such a worm as I can spread 
 
 The common Saviour's name, 
 Let him who rais'd thee from the dead 
 Quicken my mortal frame. 
 
 4 Still let me live thy love to show, 
 
 Which purges ev'ry stain ; 
 And gladly linger out below 
 A i'ew more years in pain. 
 
 5 Spare me till I my strength of soul, 
 
 Till I thy love retrieve ; 
 Till faith shall make my spirit whole, 
 And perfect soundness give. 
 
 6 For this, in steadfast hope I wait, 
 
 Now, Lord, my soul restore ; 
 Now the new heav'ns and earth create, 
 And I shall sin no more. 
 
 156. p. m. 
 
 Love divine, all loves excelling, 
 
 Joy of heav'n to earth come down; 
 Fix in us thy humble dwelling, 
 
 All thy faithful mercies crown: 
 Jesus, thou art all compassion, 
 
 Pure, unbounded love thou art; 
 Visit us with thy salvation, 
 
 Enter ev'ry trembling heart. 
 
 2 Breathe, O breathe thy loving Spirit 
 Into ev'ry troubled breast! 
 Let us all in thee inherit, 
 
 Let us find that second rest; 
 
Take away our bent of sinning, 
 
 Alpha and Omega be, 
 End of faith as its beginning, 
 
 Set our hearts at liberty. 
 
 3 Come, Almighty to deliver, 
 
 Let us all thy life receive, 
 Suddenly return, and never, 
 
 Never more thy temples leave : 
 Thee we would be always blessing, 
 
 Serve thee as thy hosts above, 
 Pray, and praise thee without ceasing, 
 
 Glory in thy perfect love. 
 
 4 Finish then thy new creation, 
 
 Pure and spotless let us be; 
 Let us see thy great salvation, 
 
 Perfectly re stor'd in thee ; 
 Chang' d from glory into glory, 
 
 Tili in heav'n we take our place, 
 Till we cast our crowns before thee, 
 
 Lost in wonder, love, and praise 1 . 
 
 157. L. M. 
 
 O that my load of sin were gone ! 
 
 O that I could at last submit, 
 At Jesu's feet to lay it down ! 
 
 To lay my soul at Jesu's feet. 
 
 2 Rest for my soul I long to find : 
 Saviour of all, if mine thou art, 
 Give me thy meek and lowly mind, 
 And stamp thine image on my heart 
 
3 Break off the yoke of inbred sin, 
 
 And fully set my spirit free; 
 I cannot rest till pure within, 
 Till 1 am wholly lost in thee. 
 
 4 Fain would I learn of thee, my God; 
 
 Thy light and easy burden prove, 
 The cross, all stain'd with hallow'd blood, 
 The labour of thy dying love. 
 
 5 I would, but thou must give the pow'r, 
 
 My heart from ev'ry sin release ; 
 Bring near, bring near the joyful hour, 
 Aiid fill me with thy perfect peace. 
 
 6 Come, Lord, the drooping sinner cheer, 
 
 Nor let thy chariot-wheels delay ; 
 Appear in my poor heart, appear; 
 My God, my Saviour, come away. 
 
 158. p. m. 
 
 Light of life, seraphic fire, 
 
 Love divine, thyself impart ; 
 Ev'ry fainting soul inspire ; 
 
 Shine iu ev'ry drooping heart : 
 Ev'ry mournful sinner cheer ; 
 
 Scatter all our guilty gloom : 
 Son of God, appear, appear ! 
 
 To thy human temples come. 
 
 2 Come in this accepted hour, 
 
 Bring thy heav'nly kingdom in : 
 Fill us with thy glorious pow'r, 
 Rooting out the seeds of sin : 
 
Nothing; more can we require, 
 We will cov i nothing less ; 
 
 Be thou all our heart's desire, 
 All our joy and all our peace. 
 
 159. c. m. 
 
 Let him to whom we now belong, 
 His sov* 1 reign right assert; 
 
 And take up ev'ry thankful song, 
 And ev'ry loving heart. 
 
 2 He justly claims us for his own, 
 
 Who bought us with a price : 
 The Christian lives to Christ alone, 
 To Christ alone he dies. 
 
 3 Jesus, thine own at last receive, 
 
 Fulfil our heart's desire; 
 And let us to thy glory live, 
 And in thy cause expire. 
 
 4 Our souls and bodies we resign ; 
 
 With joy we render thee 
 Our all, no longer ours, but thine, 
 To all eternity. 
 
 * 160. s. m. 
 
 Jesus, my truth, my way, 
 
 My sure unerring light, 
 On thee my feeble steps I stay, 
 
 Which thou wilt guide aright. 
 11* 
 
£ My wisdom and my guide, 
 My counsellor thou art : 
 O let me never leave thy side. 
 Or from thy paths depart. 
 
 3 Teach me the happy art, 
 
 In all things to depend 
 On thee : O never, Lord, depart, 
 But love me to the end. 
 
 4 Still stir me up to strive 
 
 With thee in strength divine ; 
 And ev'ry moment, Lord, revive 
 This fainting soul of mine. 
 
 5 O make me all like thee, 
 
 Before I hencr remove ! 
 Settle, confirm, and 'stablish me, 
 And build me up in love. 
 
 6 Let me thy witness live, 
 
 When sin is all destroy'd : 
 And then my spotless soul receive. 
 And take me home to God. 
 
 161. L.M. 
 
 Gr^at God, indulge my humble claim; 
 
 Be thou my hope, my joy, my rest! 
 The glories that compose thy name, 
 
 Stand all engag'd to make me blest. 
 
 2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise, 
 Thou art my Father, and my God ! 
 
 And I am thine by sacred ties, 
 
 Thy son, thy servant, bought with blood. 
 
3 With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands* 
 For thee I long, for thee I look, 
 
 As travelers, in thirsty Lmds, 
 
 Pant for the cooling water-brook. 
 
 4 Even life itself, without thy love. 
 No lasting pleasure can afford ; 
 
 Yea, 'twould a tiresome burden prove, 
 If I were banish'd from thee, Lord ! 
 
 5 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, 
 While I have breath to pray or praise ; 
 
 This work shall make my heart rejoice, 
 And spend the remnant of my days. 
 
 162. L. M. 
 
 O thou, to whose all-searching sight, 
 The darkness shineth as the light, 
 Search, prove my heart, it pants for thee 
 O burst these bonds and set it free! 
 
 2 Wash out its stains, refine its dross, 
 Nail my affections to the cross ; 
 Hallow each thought ; let all within, 
 Be ch-an, as thou, my Lord, art clean. 
 
 3 If in this darksome wild I stray, 
 
 Be thou my light, be thou my way ; 
 
 No foes, no violence I fear, 
 
 No fraud, while thou, my God art near. 
 
 4 When rising floods my soul o'erflow, 
 When sinks my heart in waves of woe, 
 Jesus thy timely aid impart, 
 
 And raise my head, and cheer my heart. 
 
5 Saviour, where'er thy steps I see, 
 D mntless. untir d I follow thee ; 
 O let thy hand support me still, 
 And lead me to thy holy hill ! 
 
 6 If rough and thorny be the way, 
 My strength proportion to my day ; 
 Till toil and grief, and pain shall cease, 
 Where all is calm, and joy, and peace. 
 
 163. l. M. 
 
 Let every act of worship be 
 Like our espousals, Lord, to thee; 
 Like the blest hour, when from above 
 We first receiv'd the pledge of love. 
 
 2 The gladness of that happy day, 
 O may it ever, ever- stay ! 
 
 Nor let our faith forsake its hold, 
 
 Nor hope decline, nor love grow cold ! 
 
 3 Each following minute as it flies, 
 Increase thy praise, improve our joys, 
 Till we are rais'd to sing thy op me, 
 At the great supper of the Lamb. 
 
 164 s. m. 
 
 And can I yet delay 
 
 My little' al! to give? 
 To tear my soul from earth away, 
 
 For Jesus to receive ? 
 
Nay, but I yield, I yield ! 
 
 I can hold out no more ; 
 I sink, by dying love compell'd, 
 
 And own thee conqueror ! 
 
 2 Though late I all forsake, 
 
 My friends, my all resign ; 
 Gracious Redeemer, take, O take, 
 
 And seal me ever thine ! 
 Come and possess me whole, 
 
 Nor hence again remove : 
 Settle and fix my wav'ring soul 
 
 With all thy weight of love. 
 
 ft My one desire be this, 
 
 Thine only love to know : 
 To seek and taste no other bliss, 
 
 No other good below : 
 My life, my portion thou, 
 
 Thou all-sufficient art, 
 My hope, my heav'nly treasure, now 
 
 Enter and keep my heart ! 
 
 165. p. m. 
 
 Thou Shepherd of Israel and mine, 
 
 The joy and desire of my heart, 
 For closer communion I pine, 
 
 I long to reside where thou art; 
 The pasture I languish to find, 
 
 Where all who their shepherd obey, 
 Are fed, on thy bos m reclin'd, 
 
 And screen'd from the Jieat of the day, 
 
2 'Tis there with the lambs of thy flock, 
 
 The»e only \ covet to rest; 
 To lie at the foot of the rock, 
 
 Or rise t- be hid in thy breast. 
 'Tis there I would always abide, 
 
 And never a moment depart ; 
 Conceal'd in the cleft of thy side, 
 
 Eternally held in thy heart. 
 
 166. s. m. 
 
 Jesus, my Lord, attend 
 
 Thy feeble creature's cry : 
 And shew thyself the sinner's friend, 
 
 And set me u,- on high ; 
 From helPs oppressive pow'r 
 
 My struggling soul release; 
 And to ihy father's grace restore ; 
 
 And to thy perfect peace. 
 
 2 Thy blood and righteousness 
 
 I make my only plea ; 
 My present and eternal peace, 
 
 Are both deriv'd from thee ; 
 Rivers oflife divine 
 
 From thee their fountain flow; 
 And all wh know that love of thine, 
 
 The joy of angels know. 
 
 3 Come then, impute, impart, 
 
 To me thy righteousness, 
 And let me taste how good thou art, 
 How full of truth and grace : 
 
That thou canst here forgive, 
 
 Grant me<o testify, 
 And justify 'd by faith to live, 
 
 And in that faith to die. 
 
 167. cm. 
 
 Being of beings. God of love, 
 To thee our hearts we raise ; 
 
 Thy all-sustaining pow'r we prove 
 And gladly sing thy praise. 
 
 2 Thine, wholly thine, we pant to be, 
 
 Our sacrifice receive ; 
 Made, and preserv'd, and sav'd by thee, 
 To thee ourselves we give. 
 
 3 Heav'nward our ev'ry wish aspires, 
 
 For all thy merc)'s store ; 
 The sole return th> love requires, 
 Is that we ask for more. 
 
 4 For more we ask, we open then 
 
 Our hearts t' embrace thy will : 
 Turn and beget us, Lord, again : 
 With all thy fulness fill. 
 
 5 Come, Holy Ghost, the Saviour's love 
 
 Shed in our hearts abroad ! 
 So shall we ever live and move, 
 And be with Christ in God. 
 
168. c. m. 
 
 O sun of righteousness, arise, 
 
 With healing in thy wing ! 
 To i'iy diseas'd, my fainting soul, 
 
 Life and salvation bring. 
 
 2 These clouds of pride and sin dispel, 
 
 By thy all-piercing beam ; 
 Lighten mine eyes with faith, my heart 
 With holy hope inflame. 
 
 3 My mind, by thy all-quick'ning pow'r, 
 
 From low desires set free ; 
 Unite my scatter'd thoughts, and fix 
 My love entire on thee. 
 
 4 Father, thy long-lost son receive; 
 
 Saviour, thy purchase own ; 
 Blest Comforter, v. ith peace and joy 
 Thy new-made creature crown. 
 
 '5 Eternal undivided Lord, 
 Co-equal One in Three, 
 On thee all faith, all hope be plac'd. 
 All love be paid to thee. 
 
 169. p. m. 
 
 Son of God, thv blessing grant, 
 Still supply our ev'rv want ! 
 Tree of life, thy influence shed, 
 With thy sap my spirit feed. 
 
2 Tend'rest branch, alas! am I, 
 Wither without thee and die, 
 Weak as helpless infancy ; 
 
 O confirm my soul in thee. 
 
 3 Unsustain'd by thee I fall ; 
 Send the help for which I call ; 
 Weaker than a bruised reed, 
 Help I ev'ry moment need. 
 
 4 All my hopes on thee depend ; 
 Love me, save me to the end; 
 Give me the continuing grace, 
 Take the everlasting praise. 
 
 170. p. m. 
 
 Lord, we come before thee now, 
 At thy feet we humbly bow ; 
 O! do not our suit disdain, 
 Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain ? 
 
 2 Lord, on thee our souls depend, 
 In compassion now descend ; 
 
 Fill our hearts with thy rich grace, 
 Tune our lips to sing thy praise. 
 
 3 In thine own appointed way, 
 Now we seek thee, here we stay ; 
 Lord, we know not how to go, 
 Till a blessing thou bestow. 
 
 4 Send some message from thy word, 
 That may joy and peace afford ; 
 Let thy Spirit now impart 
 
 Full salvation to each heart, 
 12 
 
Comfort those who weep and mourn, 
 Let the time of joy return; 
 Those that are cast down, lift up; 
 Make them strong in faith and hope, 
 
 Grant that all may seek, and find 
 Thee a gracious God, and kind; 
 Heal the sick, the captive free; 
 Let us all rejoice in thee. 
 
 171. p.m. 
 
 How tedious and tasteless the hours, 
 
 When Jesus no longer 1 see ; 
 Sweet prospects, sweet birds and sweet flow'rs 
 
 Have all lost their sweetness to me: 
 The mid-summer sun shines but dim, 
 
 The fields strive in vain to look gay ; 
 But when I am happy in him, 
 
 December's as pleasant as May. 
 
 His name yields the richest perfume, 
 
 And sweeter than music his voice; 
 His presence disperses my gloom, 
 
 And makes all within me rejoice : 
 I should, were he always thus nigh, 
 
 Have nothing to wish or to fear; 
 No mortal so happy as I, 
 
 My summer would last all the year. 
 
 Coptent with beholding his face, 
 My all to bis pleasure resign'd ; 
 
 No changes of season or place 
 
 Would make any change in my mind; 
 
While bless'd with a sense of his love, 
 A palace a toy would appear; 
 
 And prisons would palaces prove, 
 If Jesus would dwell with me there. 
 
 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine, 
 
 If thou art my sun and my song; 
 Say, why do I languish and pine ? 
 
 And why are my winters so long? 
 O drive these dark clouds from my sky, 
 
 Thy soul cheering presence restore : 
 Or take me up to thee on high, 
 
 Where winters and clouds are no more. 
 
 172. p. M. 
 
 Come, thou Fount of ev'ry blessing, 
 
 Tune my heart to sing thy grace ! 
 Streams of mercy never ceasing, 
 
 Call for songs of loudest praise ; 
 Teach me some melodious sonnet, 
 
 Sung by flaming tongues above ; 
 Praise the mount — I'm fix'd upon it: 
 
 Mount of thy redeeming love ! 
 
 Here I'll raise mine Ebenezer, 
 
 Hither by thy help I'm come ; 
 And I hope, by thy good pleasure, 
 
 Safely t-> arrive at home ; 
 Jesus sought me when a stranger, 
 
 Wand'ring from the fold of God ; 
 He to rescue me from danger, 
 
 Interpos'd his precious blood! 
 
3 O ! to grace how great a debtor 
 
 Daily I'm constraint to be ! 
 Let thy goodness, like a fetter, 
 
 Bind my wand'ring heart to thee : 
 Prone to wander. Lord, I feel it, 
 
 Prone to leave the God 1 love — 
 Here's my heart, O take and seal it, 
 
 Seal it for thy courts above. 
 
 173. L.M. 
 
 Jesus, from whom all blessings flow, 
 Great builder of thy church below, 
 If now thy Spirit moves my breast, 
 Hear and fulfil thine own request. 
 
 2 The few that truly call thee Lord, 
 And wait thy sanctifying word, 
 And thee their utmost Saviour own, 
 Unite and perfect them in one. 
 
 3 O let them all thy mind express, 
 Stand forth thy chosen witnesses; 
 Thy pow'r unto salvation show, 
 And perfect holiness below. 
 
 4 In them let all mankind behold 
 How Christians liv'd in days of old, 
 Mighty their envious foes to move, 
 A proverb of reproach — and love. 
 
 174. p. M. 
 
 Ever fainting with desire, 
 For thee, O Christ, I call ! 
 
Thee I restlessly require, 
 
 I want my God, my All : 
 Jesus, dear redeeming Lord, 
 
 I wait thy coming from above, 
 Help me, Saviour, speak the word, 
 
 And perfect me in love. 
 
 Wilt thou suffer me to go 
 
 Lamenting all my days, 
 Shall I never, never know 
 
 Thy sanctifying grace ? 
 Wilt thou not the light afford, 
 
 The darkness from my soul remove f 
 Help me, Saviour, speak the word, 
 
 And perfect me in love. 
 
 Thou, my life, my treasure be, 
 
 My portion here below ! 
 Nothing would 1 seek but thee, 
 
 Thee only would I know : 
 My exceeding great reward, 
 
 My heav'n on earth, my heav'n above 
 Help me, Saviour, speak the word, 
 
 And perfect me in love. 
 
 175. cm. 
 
 My God, 1 know, I feel thee mine, 
 
 And will not quit my claim, 
 Till all I have is lost in thine, 
 
 And all renew'd I am. 
 
 I hold thee with a trembling hand, 
 And will not let thee go, 
 "ill steadfastly by faith I stand, 
 And all thy goodness know. 
 
 12* 
 
3 Jesus, thine all-victorious love 
 
 Shed in my heart abroad ! 
 Then shall my feet no longer rove, 
 Rooted and fix'd in God. 
 
 4 Refining fire go through my heart, 
 
 Illuminate my soul; 
 Scatter thy life through ev'ry part, 
 And sanctify the whole. 
 
 5 Sorrow and sin shall then expire 
 
 When enter' d into rest ; 
 I only live my God t' admire, 
 My God for ever blest. 
 
 6 My steadfast soul from falling free, 
 
 Shall then no longer move ; 
 But Christ be all the world to me, 
 And all my heart be love. 
 
 176. p.m. • 
 
 Jesus, thy boundless love to me, 
 
 No thought can reach, no tongue declare 
 
 O knit my thankful heart to thee, 
 And reign without a rival there ! 
 
 Thine wholly, thine alone I am ; 
 
 Be thou alone my constant flame ! 
 
 2 O grant that nothing in my soul 
 May dwell, but thy pure love alone ! 
 
 O may thy love possess me whole ! 
 My joy, my treasure, and my crown : 
 
 Strange flan.es' far from my heart remove; 
 
 My ev'ry act, word, thought, be love. 
 
3 O love, how cheering is thy ray ! 
 All pain before thy presence flies ; 
 
 Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away, 
 
 Where'er thy healing beams arise ; 
 O Jesus, nothing may I see, 
 Nothing desire or seek but thee ! 
 
 4 Unweary'd, may I this pursue, 
 Dauntless to the high prize aspire 5 
 
 Hourly within my soul renew 
 
 This holy flame, this heav'nly fire ; 
 And day and night be all my care, 
 To guard this sacred treasure there. 
 
 5 O that I, as a little child, 
 
 May follow thee, and never rest, 
 Till sweetly thou hast breath'd thy mild 
 
 And lowly mind into my breast ! 
 Nor ever may we parted be, 
 Till I become one spir't with thee. 
 
 6 Still let thy love point out my way ; 
 
 How wond'rous things thy love hath wrought! 
 Still Lead me, lest I go astray ; 
 
 Direct my word, inspire my thought : 
 And if I fall, soon may I hear 
 Thy voice, and know that love is near. 
 
 7 In sufF'ring be thy love my peace, 
 In weakness be thy love my pow'r, 
 
 And when the storms of life shall cease, 
 
 Jesus, in that important hour, 
 In death, as life, be thou my guide, 
 And save me, who for me hast dy'd ! 
 
177. cm. 
 
 Lord, I believe a rest remains 
 To all thy people known : 
 
 A rest where pure enjoyment reigns, 
 And thou art lov'd alone. 
 
 2 A rest, where all our soul's desire 
 
 Is fix'd on things above, 
 Where fear and sin, and grief expire, 
 Cast out by perfect love. 
 
 3 O that I now the rest might know, 
 
 Believe and enter in ! 
 Now, Saviour, now the pow'r bestow, 
 And let me cease from sin. 
 
 4 Remove this hardness from my heart, 
 
 This unbelief remove ; 
 To me the rest of faith impart, 
 The sabbath of thy love. 
 
 5 Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 And seal me thine abode ; 
 Let all I am in thee be lost, 
 Let all be lost in God ! 
 
 178. cm. 
 
 Jesus hath dy'd that I might live. 
 
 Might live to God alone ; 
 In him eternal life receive, 
 
 And be in spirit one. 
 
2 Saviour, I thank thee for the grace, 
 
 The gift unspeakable : 
 And wait with arms of faith V embrace, 
 And all thy love to feel. 
 
 3 My soul breaks out in strong desire, 
 
 The perfect bliss to prove ; 
 My longing heart is all on fire, 
 To be dissolv'd in love. 
 
 4 Give me thyself, from ev'ry boast, 
 
 From ev'ry sin set free ; 
 Let all 1 am in thee be lost, 
 But give thyself to me. 
 
 5 Thy gifts, alas, cannot suffice, 
 
 Unless thyself be giv'n ; 
 Thy presence makes my paradise, 
 And where thou art is heav'n. 
 
 179. p. m. 
 
 Thou great mysterious God unknown, 
 Whose love hath gently led me on, 
 
 Ev'n from my infant days ; 
 Mine inmost soul expose to view, 
 And tell me if 1 never knew 
 
 Thy justifying grace. 
 
 2 If I have only known thy fear, 
 And follow'd with a heart sincere, 
 
 Thy drawing from above ; 
 Now, now the farther grace bestow, 
 And let my sprinkled conscience know, 
 
 Thy sweet forgiving love. 
 
3 Short of thy love I would not stop, 
 A stranger to the gospel hope, 
 
 The sense of sin forgiv'n ; 
 1 would not, Lord, my soul deceive. 
 Without thy inward witness live, 
 
 That antepast of heav'n. 
 
 4 Whate'er obstructs thy pard'ning love. 
 Or sm, or righteousness, remove, 
 
 Thy glory to display ; 
 My heart, of unbelief convince, 
 And now absolve me from my sins^ 
 
 And take them all away. 
 
 180. L. M. 
 
 My hope, my All, my Saviour thou, 
 To thee lo ! now my soul 1 bow : 
 I feel the bliss thy wounds impart, 
 
 1 find thee, Saviour, in my heart. 
 
 2 Be thou my strength, be thou my way. 
 Protect me through my life's short day ; 
 In all my acts may wisdom guide, 
 
 And keep me, Saviour, near thy side. 
 
 3 Correct, reprove, and comfort me : 
 As I have need, my Saviour be ! 
 And if I would from thee depart, 
 Then clasp me, Saviour, to thy heart. 
 
 4 In fierce temptation's darkest hour, 
 Save me from sin and Satan's pow'r ; 
 Tear ev'ry idol from thy throne, 
 And reign, my Saviour, reign alone. 
 
5 My sufT'ring time shall soon be o'er, 
 Then shall I sigh and weep no more : 
 My ransom'd soul shall soar away, 
 To sing thy praise in endless day. 
 
 f 181. c. M. 
 
 Jesus, the all-sustaining Word, 
 
 My fallen spirit's hope, 
 After thy lovely likeness, Lord, 
 
 O when shall 1 wake up ? 
 
 2 Thou, O my G <d, thou only art 
 
 The life, the truth, the way ; 
 Quicken my soul, instruct my heart, 
 My sinking footsteps stay. 
 
 3 Fill me with all the life of love, 
 
 In mystic union join 
 Me to thyself, and let me prove 
 The fellowship divine. 
 
 4 Open the intercourse between 
 
 My longing soul and thee, 
 Never to be broke off again 
 Through all eternity. 
 
 182. cm. 
 
 How vain are all things here below. 
 
 How false, and yet how fair ! 
 Each pleasure hath its poison too. 
 
 And ev'ry sweet a snare. . 
 
2 The brightest things below the sky- 
 Give but a flatt'ring light ; 
 
 We should suspect some danger nigh, 
 Where we possess delight. 
 
 3 Our dearest joys and nearest friends. 
 The partners of our blood, 
 
 How they divide our wav'ring minds 
 And leave but half for God ! 
 
 4 The fondness of a creature's love, 
 How strong it strikes the sense ! 
 
 Thither the warm affections move, 
 Nor can we call them thence. 
 
 5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be 
 My soul's eternal foo'f ; 
 
 And grace command my heart away 
 From all created good. 
 
 183. L. M. 
 
 When, gracious Lord, when shall it be 
 That I shall find my all in thee ? 
 The fulness of thy promise prove, 
 The seal of thine eternal love ? 
 
 2 A poor blind child I wander here, 
 If haply I may feel thee near : 
 
 dark ! dark ! dark! I still must say, 
 Amid the blaze of gospel-day. 
 
 3 When from the arm of flesh set free. 
 Jesus, my soul shall fly to thee : 
 Jesus, when I have lost my all 
 
 1 shall upon thy bosom fall. 
 
184. c. m. 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove, 
 With all tliy quick'ning pow'rs ; 
 
 Kindle a flame of sacred love 
 In these cold hearts of ours. 
 
 2 Look how we grovel here below. 
 
 Fond of these earthly toys; 
 Our souls how heavily they go 
 To reach eternal joys ! 
 
 3 In vain we tune our formal songs, 
 
 In vain we strive to rise ; 
 Hosannas languish on our tongues, 
 And our devotion dies. 
 
 "4 Father, shall we then ever live 
 At tti is poor dying rate ? 
 Our love so faint, so cold to thee, 
 And thine to us so great . ? 
 
 a Comp, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove, 
 Wi;h all thy quick'ning pow'rs ; 
 Corne, shed abroad a Saviour's love. 
 And that shall kindle ours, 
 
 185. cm. 
 
 Fountain of life, to all below 
 Let thy salvation roll ; 
 
 Water, replenish, and o'erflow 
 Kv'rv believing soul. 
 
2 Into that happy number, Lord, 
 
 Us weary sinners take ; 
 Jesus, fulfil thy gracious word, 
 For thine own mercy's sake, 
 
 3 Turn back our nature's rapid tide, 
 
 And we shall flow to thee, 
 While down the stream of time we glide 
 To our eternity. 
 
 4 The well of life to us thou art, 
 
 Of joy the swelling flood ; 
 Wafted by thee, with willing heart, 
 W T e swift return to God. 
 
 5 We soon shall reach the boundless sea. 
 
 Into thy fulness fall : 
 Be lost and swallow'd up in thee, 
 Our God, our All in All. 
 
 186. p. m. 
 
 In boundless mercy, gracious Lord, appear. 
 Darkness dispel, the humble mourner cheer, 
 Vain thoughts remove, melt down this flinty 
 
 heart, 
 Cause ev'ry soul to choose the better part. 
 
 2 Thy presence fills the universal space ; 
 Thy grace appears to all the fallen race : 
 O visit us with light and life divine, 
 Fill ev'ry soul, for ev'ry soul is thine. 
 
 3 The blessed Jesus is my Lord, my love; 
 He is my King, from him 1 would not move; 
 
Away then, all ye objects that divert, 
 
 Nor seek to draw from my dear Lord my heart. 
 
 4 That uncreated beauty which hath gain'd, 
 My ravish'd heart, hath all your glory stain'd ; 
 His loveliness my soul hath prepossess'd, 
 And left no room for any other guest. 
 
 187. c. m. 
 
 Lokd, all I am is known to thee : 
 
 In vain my soul would try 
 To shun thy presence, or to flee 
 
 The notice of thine eye. 
 
 2 Thy all surrounding sight surveys 
 
 My rising and my rest, 
 My public walks, my private ways, 
 The secrets of my breast. 
 
 3 My thoughts lie open to thee, Lord, 
 
 Before they're form'd within, 
 And ere my lips pronounce the word, 
 Thou know'st the sense 1 mean. 
 
 4 O wond'rous knowledge, deep and high ; 
 
 Where can a creature hide ? 
 Within thy circling arms I lie, 
 Beset on ev'ry side. 
 
 5 So let thy grace surround me still, 
 
 And like a bulwark prove, 
 
 To guard my soul from ev'ry ill. 
 
 ^ecur'd bv sov'reign love. 
 
188. L. M. 
 
 My God ! my King ! O may thy praise 
 Fill all the remnant of my days; 
 Thy grace employ my humble tongue. 
 And after death exalt my song! 
 
 2 May every opening morning bear 
 Some thankful tribute to thine ear 5 
 And ever setting sun still see 
 
 New works of duty done for thee ! 
 
 3 Thy works with boundless glory shine, 
 And speak thy majesty divine ; 
 
 Let land to land aloud proclaim 
 The matchless honour of thy name. 
 
 4 But who can speak thy wond'rous deeds, 
 Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds : 
 Vast and unsearchable thy ways ; . 
 Vast and immortal be thy praise ! 
 
 189. c. m. 
 
 We seek a rest beyond the skies 
 
 In everlasting day ; 
 Through floods and flames the passage lies, 
 
 But Jesus guards the way : 
 
 2 The swelling floods and raging flame 
 
 Heai and obey his word ; 
 Then let us triumph in his name. 
 
 Our Saviour is the Lord. 
 
3 Soon we shall reach the heav'nly land. 
 
 And Iread the peaceful shore ; 
 And there unite the glorious band, 
 
 Our Jesus to adore. 
 
 190. cm. 
 
 Thine influence, mighty God! is felt 
 Through nature's ample round ; 
 
 In heaven, on earth, through air and skies, 
 Thy energy is found. 
 
 2 Thy sacred influence, Lord ! we need 
 To form our hearts anew ; 
 
 O cleanse our souls from every sin, 
 And thy salvation show ! 
 
 3 Father of light ! thine aid impart 
 To guide our doubtful way ; 
 
 Thy truth shall scatter every cloud, 
 And make a glorious day. 
 
 4 Supported by thy heavenly grace, 
 We'll do and bear thy will ; 
 
 That grace shall make each burden light, 
 And every murmur still. 
 
 5 Cheer'd by thy smiles, we'll fearless tread 
 The gloomy path of death ; 
 
 And with the hopes of endless bliss, 
 To thee resign our breath. 
 
 191. L.M. 
 
 Amidst a world of hopes and fears, 
 A wild of cares, and toils, and tears, 
 13* 
 
 
Where foes alarm, and dangers threat. 
 And pleasures kill, and glories cheat: 
 
 2 Shed down, O Lord ! a heavenly ray 
 To guide us in the doubtful way ; 
 And o'er us hold thy shield of power, 
 To guard us in the dangerous hour. 
 
 3 Teach us the flattering paths to shun, 
 In which the thoughtless many run ; 
 Who for a shade the substance miss, 
 And grasp their ruin in their bliss. 
 
 4 Each noble principle impart; • . 
 That faith which sanctifies the heart, 
 Hope, that to heaven's high vault aspires. 
 And love that warms with holy fires. 
 
 5 Whate'er is honest, pure, refin'd, 
 Just, generous, amiable, and kind, 
 That may our constant zeal pursue, 
 That may we love and practice too. 
 
 6 May never pleasure, wealth, or pride, , 
 Allure our wandering souls aside ; 
 Nor tempt us from the narrow road, 
 W r hich leads to happiness and God. 
 
 192. cm. 
 
 Almighty Maker ! Lord of all ! 
 
 Of life the only spring ! 
 Creator of unnumber'd worlds ! 
 
 Supreme, eternal King ! 
 
 2 Drive from the confines of my heart 
 Jmpenitence and pride; 
 
N or let inc in forbidden paths 
 With thoughtless sinners glide. 
 
 3 Whate'er thine all discerning eye 
 
 Sees for thy creature fit.; 
 I'll bless the good, and to the ill 
 Contentedly submit.. 
 
 4 With generous pleasure let me view 
 
 The prosperous and the great; 
 Malignant envy let me fly, 
 And odious self-conceit. 
 
 5 Let not despair, nor fell revenge, 
 
 Be to my bosom known : 
 O give me tears fo? others' woes, 
 And patience for my own ! 
 
 G Feed me with necessary food ; 
 I ask not wealth nor fame : 
 Give me an eye to see thy will, 
 A heart to bless thy name. 
 
 7 Still let my days serenely pass 
 Without remorse or care ; 
 •And growing holiness, my soul 
 For life's last hour prepare. 
 
 193. c. m. 
 
 Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss, 
 And saves us from its snares; 
 
 Its aid in every duty brings, 
 And softens all our cares. 
 
2 It quells the raging flames of sin, 
 
 And lights the sacred fire 
 Of love to God and heavenly things, 
 And feeds the pure desire. 
 
 3 The wounded conscience knows its pow'r 
 
 The healing halm to give ; 
 That balm the saddest heart can cheer, 
 And make the dying live. 
 
 4 Wide it unveils celestial worlds, 
 
 Where deathless pleasures reign ; 
 And bids us seek our portion there, 
 Nor bids us seek in vain. 
 
 5 On that bright prospect may we rest, 
 
 Till this frail body dies; 
 And then, on faith's triumphant wings, 
 To endless glory rise. 
 
 194. s. m. 
 
 Far from these scenes of night 
 
 Unbounded glories rise, 
 And realms of infinite delight, 
 
 Unknown to mortal eyes. 
 
 2 There sickness never comes ; 
 
 There grief no more complains; 
 Health triumphs in immortal bloom, 
 And purest pleasure reigns. 
 
 3 No strife nor envy there 
 
 The sons of peace molest ; 
 But harmony, and love sincere, 
 Fill ev'ry happy breast. 
 
1 No cloud those regions know, 
 For ever bright and fair ; 
 For sin, the source of mortal wo, 
 Can never enter there. 
 
 o There night is never known, 
 Nor suns faint sickly ray ; 
 But glory from the eternal throne 
 Spreads everlasting day. 
 
 O may this prospect fire 
 
 Our hearts with ardent love ! 
 And lively faith and strong desire 
 Bear every thought above. 
 
 195. c. m. 
 
 O thou, the wretched's sure retreat ! 
 
 Who dost our cares control, 
 And with the cheerful smile of peace 
 
 Revive the fainting soul ; . 
 
 2 Did ever, Lord ! thy gracious ear 
 
 The contrite prayer disdain . ? 
 Or when did misery humbly sigh, 
 Or supplicate in vain ? 
 
 3 OppressM with grief and shame, dissolv'd 
 
 In penitential tears, 
 Thy goodness calms our anxious doubts, 
 And dissipates our fears. 
 
 4 New life from thy refreshing grace 
 
 The sinking heart receives; 
 O may we ne'er ag^.tn offend 
 The God who thus forgives ! 
 
b Thy grace bath caus'd celestial hope 
 To shine serenely bright, 
 And shed her soft and cheering beam 
 O'er sorrow's darkest night. 
 
 6 Onr hearts adore thy mercy, Lord ! 
 And bless the friendly ray, 
 Which ushers in the smiling morn 
 Of everlasting day. 
 
 196. c. m. 
 
 Father of light ! conduct my feet 
 Through life's dark, dangerous road : 
 
 Let each advancing step, still bring 
 Me nearer to my God. 
 
 2 Let heaven-eyed prudence be my guide ; 
 
 And when I go astray, 
 Recall my feet from folly's path, 
 To wisdom's better way. 
 
 3 Teach me in every various scene 
 
 To keep my end in sight; 
 And while I tread life's mazy track, 
 Let wisdom guide me right. 
 
 4 That heavenly wisdom from above 
 
 Abundantly impart; 
 And let it guard, and guide, and warm, 
 And penetrate my heart : 
 
 5 Till it shall lead me to thyself, 
 
 Fountain of bliss and love ! 
 And all my darkness be dispers'd 
 In endless light above. 
 
197. p. M. 
 
 Loving Jesus, gentle Lamb, 
 In thy gracious hands I am, 
 Make me, Saviour, what thou art, 
 Live thyself within my heart. 
 
 *2 I shall then shew forth thy praise, 
 Serve thee all my happy days, 
 Then the world shall always see 
 Christ the holy child in me. 
 
 198. urn. 
 
 Thou Lamb of God, thou Prince of peace, 
 For thee my thirsty soul doth pine ; 
 
 My longing heart implores thy grace: 
 O make me in thy likeness shine! 
 
 2 With fraudless, even, humble mind, 
 Thy will in all things may I see ! 
 In love be ev'ry wish resign'd, 
 
 And hallow'd my whole heart to thee, 
 
 o When pain o'er my weak flesh prevails, 
 With lamb-like patience arm my breast ; 
 When grief my wounded souls assails, 
 In lowly meekness may I rest. 
 
 I Close by thy side still may I keep, 
 
 Howe'er life's various currents flow ; 
 With steadfast pye mark ev'ry step, 
 And follow thee where'er thou go. 
 
5 So, when on Zion thou shalt stand, 
 
 And all heav'ns host adore their King, 
 Shall I be found at thy right hand, 
 And free from pain thy glories sing. 
 
 199. l. M. 
 
 Jesus, the weary wand'rer's rest, 
 
 Give me thine easy yoke to bear; 
 
 With steadfast patience arm my breast, 
 
 With spotless love, and lowly fear. 
 
 2 Thankful I take the cup from thee, 
 Prepar'd and mingled by thy skill : 
 
 Though hitter to the taste it be. 
 Povv'rful the wounded soul to heal. 
 
 3 Be thou, O Rock of Ages, nigh ! 
 
 So shall each murm'ring thought be gone! 
 And grief, and fear, and care, shall fly, 
 As clouds before the mid-day sun. 
 
 4 Speak to my warring passions, " peace ;" 
 Say to my troubled heart, " be still ;" 
 
 Thy pow'r my strength and fortress is, 
 For all things serve thy sov'reign will. 
 
 5 O death ! where is thy sting ? where now 
 Thy boasted victory, O grave ? 
 
 Who shall contend with God ? or who 
 Can hurt whom Gud delights to save f 
 
 200. c. m. 
 
 Hear, gracious God, my humble moan, 
 To thee i breathe my sighs ; 
 
When will the mournful night be gone? 
 And when my joys arise? 
 
 2 Speak, Lord, and bid celestial peace 
 Relieve my aching heart ; 
 
 O smile, and bid my sorrows cease, 
 And all the gloom depart. 
 
 3 Then shall my drooping spirit rise. 
 And bless thy healing rays, 
 
 And change these deep complaining sighs 
 For songs of sacred praise. 
 
 201. p. m. 
 
 Light of those whose dreary dwelling, 
 
 Borders on the shades of death, 
 Come ! thy love and truth revealing, 
 
 Dissipate the clouds beneath ; 
 The new heaven's and earth's Creator, 
 
 In our deepest darkness rise ! 
 Scattering all the night of nature, 
 
 Pouring day-light on our eyes ! 
 
 Still we wait for thine appearing, 
 
 Life and joy thy beams impart, 
 Chasing all our fears, and cheering 
 
 Every poor benighted heart ; 
 Come, and manifest the favour 
 
 Purchas'd for the ransom'd race; 
 Come, thou dear exalted Saviour ! 
 
 Come, and bring thy gospel grace. 
 
 Save us in thy great compassion, 
 O thou mild pacific Prince : 
 14 
 
 
Give the knowledge of salvation. 
 
 Give the pardon of our sins; 
 By thine all-sufficient merit, 
 
 Every burden'd soul release; 
 By thy loving holy Spirit, 
 
 Guide us into perfect peace. 
 
 202. l. m. 
 
 Come, gracious Spirit, heav'nly dove, 
 With light and comfort from ahove ; 
 Be thou our guardian, thou our guide ! 
 O'er every thought and step preside. 
 
 Conduct us safe, conduct us far 
 From every sin and hurtful snare ; 
 Lead to thy word, instruction give, 
 And teach us how we ought to live : 
 
 The light of truth to us display, 
 
 That we may know, and love thy way ; 
 
 Plant holy fear in every heart, 
 
 That we from thee may ne'er depart. 
 
 Lead us to holiness — the road 
 Tiiat we must take to dwell with God : 
 Lead us to Christ — the living way ; 
 Nor let us from his pastures stray. 
 
 Lead us to God, our final rest, 
 In his enjoyment to be blest; 
 Lead us to heaven, the seat of bliss, 
 Where pleasure in perfection is. 
 
203. l. m. 
 
 Bless'd Jesus ! source of grace divine, 
 What soul refreshing streams are thine ! 
 Oh ! bring these healing waters nigh, 
 Or we must droop, and fall, and die. 
 
 2 No traveller through desert lands, 
 'Midst scorching suns, and burning sands, 
 More needs the current to obtain, 
 
 Or to enjoy refreshing rain. 
 
 3 Our longing souls aloud would sing, 
 Spring up, celestial fountain spring ! 
 To a redundant river flow, 
 
 And cheer this thirsty land below. 
 
 4 May this blest torrent, clear and wide, 
 Through all the desert gently glide ; 
 Then in Immanuel's land above, 
 Spread to a sea of joy and love ! 
 
 204. l. m. 
 
 Dear Lord ! and shall thy Spirit rest 
 In such a wretched heart as mine ! 
 Unworthy dwelling ! Glorious guest ! 
 Favour astonishing, divine ! 
 
 2 When some kind promise glads my soul, 
 Do 1 not find his healing voice 
 The tempest of my fears controul, 
 And bid my drooping powers rejoice ? 
 
3 Whene'er to call the Saviour mine, 
 With ardent wish my heart aspires; 
 Can it be less than power divine 
 Which animates these strong desires? 
 
 4 What less than thy almighty word 
 
 Can raise my heart from earth and dust. 
 And bid me cleave to thee, my Lord, 
 My life, my treasure, and my (rust? 
 
 b And when my cheerful hope can say, 
 " I love my God, and taste his grace," 
 Lord, is it not thy blissful ray 
 Which brings the dawn of sacred peace f 
 
 6 Let thy kind Spirit in my heart 
 For ever dwell, O God of love ! 
 And light and heavenly peace impart — 
 Sweet earnest of the joys above. 
 
 205. c. m. 
 
 Thrice happy souls, who, born from heav'n, 
 
 While they continue here, 
 Humbly begin their days with God, 
 
 And spend them in his fear. 
 
 2 So may our eyes, with holy zeal, 
 ** Prevent the dawning day ; 
 
 And turn. the sacred pages o'er, 
 And praise thy name, and pray. 
 
 3 'Midst hourly cares, may love present 
 Its incense to thy throne : 
 
 And, while the world our hands employs, 
 Our hearts be thine alone ! 
 
4 As sanctified to noblest ends, 
 Be each refreshment sought ; 
 
 And by each various providence, 
 Some wise instruction brought. 
 
 5 When to laborious duties call'd, 
 Or by temptations tried, 
 
 We'll seek the shelter of thy wings, 
 And in thy strength confide. 
 
 6 As different scenes of life arise, 
 Our grateful hearts would be 
 
 With thee amidst the social band — 
 In solitude with thee. 
 
 7 At night, we lean our weary headc 
 On thy paternal breast ; 
 
 And safely folded in thine arms. 
 Resign our pow'rs to rest. 
 
 8 In solid, pure delights like these 
 Let all my davsbe past; 
 
 No' 1 shall I then impatient wish ; 
 Nor shall 1 fear the last. 
 
 [ 206. c. m. 
 
 Great leader of thine Israel's hostj 
 We shout thy conquering name : 
 
 Legions of foes beset thee round, 
 And legions fled with shame. 
 
 2 A vict'ry glorious and complete, 
 Thou by thy death didst gain ; 
 14* 
 
So in thy cause may we contend, 
 And death itself sustain ! 
 
 3 By our illustrious General fir'd, 
 
 We no extremes would fear ; 
 Prepar'd to struggle aud to bleed, 
 If thou, our Lord, be near. 
 
 4 We'll trace the footsteps thou hast drawn 
 
 To triumph and renown; 
 Nor shun thy combat and thy cross, 
 May we but share thy crown. 
 
 207. cm. 
 
 Father, whate'er of earthly bliss, 
 
 Thy sovereign will denies, 
 Accepted at thy throne of grace, 
 
 Let this petition rise ; 
 
 2 * Give me a calm, a thankful heart, 
 
 From every murmur free ; 
 The blessings of thy grace impart, 
 And make me live to thee : 
 
 3 Let the sweet hope that thou art mine, 
 
 My life arid death attend ; 
 Thy presence through my journey shine, 
 And crown my journey's end.' 
 
 208. c. m. 
 
 Alas ! what hourly dangers rise ! 
 What snares beset our way ! 
 
To heav'n O lei us lift our eyes. 
 And hourly watch and pray. 
 
 2 How oft our mournful thoughts complain 
 
 And melt in flowing tears ! 
 Our weak resistance, ah ! how vain ; 
 How strong our foes and fears ! 
 
 3 O gracious God, in whom we live, 
 
 Our feeble efforts aid ; 
 Help us to watch, and pray, and strive, 
 Though trembling and afraid. 
 
 4 Increase our faith, increase our hope- 
 
 When foes and fears prevail ; 
 
 And bear our fainting spirits up, 
 
 Or soon our strength will fail. 
 
 5 O keep us in thy heavenly way, 
 
 And bid the tempter flee; 
 
 And let us never, never stray, 
 
 From happiness and thee. 
 
 209. l. m. 
 
 Return, my roving heart, return, 
 And chase these shadowy forms no more ; 
 Seek out some solitude to mourn, 
 And thy forsaken God implore. 
 
 2 O thou, great God, whose piercing eye 
 Distinctly marks each deep recess ; 
 In these sequester'd hours draw nigh, 
 And with thy presence fill the place. 
 
3 Through all the windings of my heart, 
 My search let heavenly wisdom guide, 
 And still its radiant heams impart, 
 
 Till all be search'd and purify 'd. 
 
 4 Then, with the visits of thy love, 
 Vouchsafe my inmost soul to cheer; 
 Till every grace shall join to prove 
 That God has fix'd his dwelling there. 
 
 210. c. m. 
 
 Dear Shepherd of thy people, hear, 
 Thy presence now display ; 
 
 As thou hast giv'n a place for prayer, 
 So give us hearts to pray. 
 
 2 Within these walls let holy peace, 
 And love, and concord, dwell; 
 Here give the troubled conscience ease, 
 The wounded spirit heal. 
 
 $ Show us some token of thy love, 
 Our fainting hopes to raise ; 
 And pour thy blessings from above, 
 That we may render praise. 
 
 4 Arid may thy gospel's joyful sound, 
 Enforc'd by mighty grace, 
 Awaken many sinners round 
 To come and nil the place. 
 
 211. p. m. 
 
 Thy presence, gracious God, afford, 
 Prepare us to receive thy word : 
 
Now let thy voice engage our ear, 
 And faith be mixed with what we hear. 
 Chor. Thus, Lord, thy waiting servants bless, 
 And crown thy gospel with success. 
 
 2 Distracting thoughts and cares remove, 
 And fix our hearts and hopes above ; 
 With food divine may we be fed, 
 
 And satisfied with living bread : 
 Thus, &c. 
 
 3 To us the sacred word apply, 
 With sovereign pow'r and energy ; 
 And may we in thy faith and fear 
 Reduce to practice what we hear. 
 
 Thus, &c. 
 
 4 Father, in us thy Son reveal ; 
 Teach us to know and do thy will : 
 Thy saving pow'r and love display; 
 And guide us to the realms of day : 
 
 Chor. Thus, Lord, thy waiting servants bless^ 
 And crown thy gospel with success. 
 
 ; 212. L. M. 
 
 Great Father of eternity, 
 How short are ages in thy sight ! 
 A thousand years how swift they fly, 
 Like one short, silent watch of night! 
 2 From everlasting thou art God, 
 Before thy word gave nature birth, 
 Or spread the starry heav'ns abroad, 
 Or form'd the varied face of earth, 
 

 3 Thy glorious image, fair imprest, 
 Let all our hearts and lives declare : 
 Beneath thy kind protection blest, 
 May all our labours own thy care ! 
 
 4 Teach us to count our short'ning days, 
 And with true diligence, at ply 
 
 Our hearts to wisdom's sacred ways, 
 That we may learn to live and die. 
 
 5 O make our sacred pleasures rise, 
 In sweet proportion to our pains; 
 Until the sad remembrance dies, 
 Nor one uneasy thought complains. 
 
 213. p m. 
 
 Lord, how large thy bounties are, 
 Tender, gracious, sinner's friend ; 
 What a feast dost thou prepare, 
 And what invitations send ? 
 
 2 Now fulfil thy great design, 
 
 Who didst first the message bring : 
 Ev'ry heart to thee incline, 
 Now compel them to come in. 
 
 [3 Rushing on the downward road, 
 Sinners no compulsion need; 
 Heav'n to forsake, and God, 
 See they run wilh rapid speed. 
 
 4 Draw them back by love divine — 
 With thy grace their spirits win ; 
 Ev'ry heart to thee incline ; 
 Now compel them to come in.] 
 
5 Thus their willing souls compel- 
 Thus their happy minds constrain, 
 From the ways of death and hell, 
 Home to God and grace again. 
 
 S Stretch that conq'ring arm oi thine, 
 Once stretcli'd out to bleed for sin ; 
 Ev'ry heart to thee incline, 
 Now compel them to come in. 
 
 214. p m. 
 
 " Where two or three together meet, 
 " My love and mercy to repeat, 
 
 ' And tel! what I have done, 
 "There will I be," saith God, " to bless, 
 " And ev'ry burden'd soul redress, 
 
 " Who worships at my throne." 
 
 2 Make one in this assembly, Lord, 
 Speak to each heart some cheering word, 
 
 To set the spirit free : 
 Impart a kind celestial show'r, 
 And grant that we may spend an hour 
 
 In fellowship with thee. 
 
 215. p. m. 
 
 Could the creatures help or ease us, 
 Seldom should we think of pray'r; 
 
 Few, if any, come to Jesus, 
 Till redue'd to ^elf-despair. 
 
 Long we either slight or doubt him, 
 But when all the means we try 
 
Prove we cannot do without him, 
 Then at last to him we cry. 
 
 3 Thus the Ruler, when his daughter 
 
 Suffer'd much, tho' Christ was nigh. 
 Still deferr'd it, till he thought her 
 At the very point to die. 
 
 4 Fear not then, distrest believer—* 
 
 Venture on his mighty name ; 
 He is able to deliver, 
 And his love is still the same. 
 
 5 Can his pity or his power 
 
 Suffer thee to pray in vain ? 
 Wait but his appointed hour, 
 And thy suit thou shalt obtain. 
 
 216. l. m. 
 
 The food on which thy children live, 
 Great God, is thine alone to give : 
 And we, for grace receiv'd, would raise 
 A sacred song of love and praise. 
 
 2 How vast, how full, how rich, how free, 
 Dear Jesus, thy rich treasures be : 
 
 To the full fountain of our joys, 
 We gladly come for fresh supplies. 
 
 3 For this we wait upon thee, Lord, 
 For this we listen to thy word : 
 Descend, like gentle show'rs of rain. 
 Nor let our souls attend in vain. 
 
•217. cm. 
 
 Dear refuge of my weary soul, 
 On thee, when sorrows rise, 
 
 On thee, when waves of trouble roll, 
 My fainting hope relies. 
 
 2 To thee 1 tell each rising grief, 
 For thou alone canst heal ; 
 Thy word can bring a sweet relief, 
 For every pain I feel. 
 
 [3 But O. when gloomy doubts prevail, 
 I fear to call thee mine ; 
 The springs of comfort seem to fail, 
 And all my hopes decline. 
 
 4 Yet, gracious God, where shall I flee 1 
 
 Thou art my only trust : 
 And still my soul would cleave to thee, 
 Tbo' prostrate in the dust.] 
 
 5 Hast thou not bid me seek thy face? 
 
 And shall I seek in vain ? 
 And can the ear of sov'reign grace 
 Be deaf when I complain ? 
 
 6 J\o — still the ear of sov'reign grace 
 
 Attends the mourner's pray'r ; 
 O may I ever find access 
 
 To breathe my sorrows there. 
 
 7 Thy mercy-seat is open still; 
 
 Here let my soul retreat : 
 With humble hope attend thy will, 
 And wait beneath thy feet. 
 15 
 
218. L. M. 
 
 Thou, who for sinners once wast slain, 
 Once dead, but now alive again ; 
 Give me to know, to taste, and prove 
 The pow'r and sweetness of thy love. 
 
 2 Give me to feel my sins forgiv'n, 
 And know myself an heir of heav'n ; 
 3Myconscie.ce sprinkle with thy blood, 
 And fill me with the love of God. 
 
 219. p. M. 
 
 See the Captain of salvation, 
 Leads his armies up the sky ; 
 
 Rise above the conflagration, 
 
 Leave the world to burn and die. 
 
 2 Lo! I see the fair immortals 
 
 Enter to the blissful seats, 
 Glory opens wide the portals, 
 And the Saviour's train admits. 
 
 3 His dear smiles the place enlighten. 
 
 More than thousand suns could do; 
 All around his presence brighten, 
 Changeless, yet for ever new. 
 
 4 Countless millions, s»ns of heaven, 
 
 Praise the Triune Deity : 
 H\ mns of worship an I thanksgiving 
 Lcho through immensity. 
 
Blessed state! beyond conception ! 
 
 Who its vasts delights can teiJ ? 
 May it be my blissful portion, 
 
 With my Saviour there to dwell ! 
 
 220. p. m. 
 
 Fkom Jesse's root behold a branch arise, 
 Whose sacred flow'r with fragrance fills the 
 
 skies; 
 The sick and weak the healing plant shall aid, 
 From storm's a shelter, and from heat a shade. 
 
 2 The Saviour comes ! by prophecies foretold, 
 Hear him, ye deaf! and all ye blind behold ! 
 No sigh, no murmur the wide world shall hear; 
 From ev'ry eye he wipes offev'ry tear. 
 
 3 Hark! a glad voice the lonely desert cheers, 
 " Prepare a way — a God, a God appears : 
 
 " A God, a God," the vocal hills reply — 
 The rocks proclaim th' approaching Deity. 
 
 4 All crimes shall cease, and ancient fraud shall 
 
 fail, 
 Unerring justice lifts aloft her scale : 
 Peace o'er the world her olive wand extends, 
 And white-4'ob'd innocence from heav'n de- 
 scends. 
 
 5 Rise, crown'd with light, imperial Salem, rise, 
 Exalt thy tovv'ring head, and lift thine eyes; 
 See heav'n its dazzling portals wide display, 
 And break upon thee in a flood of day. 
 
221. c. m. 
 
 The best of wisdom is to know 
 The Father in the Son ; 
 
 The best of power is to bow 
 To what the Lord has done. 
 
 2 The best of prayer, is to pray 
 
 That we may still believe ; 
 The best of patience, is to stay 
 Till we a crown receive. 
 
 3 The best of watching, is to watch 
 
 Against the world and sin : 
 The best of preaching, is to preach 
 Jesus, and nought but him. 
 
 4 The best of striving, is to strive 
 
 Who shall in grace excel ; 
 
 The best of thriving, is to thrive 
 
 By that which feedeth well. 
 
 5 Then let my soul enjoy the best, 
 
 For that is best for me ; 
 And let me find no lasting rest, 
 But when I rest in thee. 
 
 222. l. m. 
 
 Lo ! God is here: let us adore, 
 And humbly bow before his face : 
 
 Let all within us feel his power. 
 Let all within us seek his grace. 
 
2 Lo ! God is here : him day and night. 
 
 United choirs of angels sing : 
 To him, enthron'd above all height, 
 Heav'ns host their noblest praises bring. 
 
 3 Being of beings ! may our praise 
 
 Thy courts with grateful incense fill: 
 Still may we stand before thy face, 
 Still hear .and do thy sov'reign will. 
 
 ! 223. c. m. 
 
 Long have we sat beneath the sound 
 
 Of thy salvation, Lord ! 
 Yet still how weak our faith is found, 
 
 And knowledge of thy word. 
 
 2 Oft we frequent thy holy place, 
 
 And hear almost in vain; 
 What faint impressions of thy grace 
 Our languid powers retain. 
 
 3 How cold and feeble is our love ! 
 
 How negligent our fear ! 
 How low our hope of joys above ! 
 How (ew affections there ! 
 
 4 Great God ! thy gracious aid impart 
 
 To give thy word success ; 
 Write all its precepts on the heart, 
 And deep its truth impress. 
 
 3 O speed our progress in the way 
 That leads to joys on high ; 
 Where knowledge grows without decay* 
 And love shall never die ! 
 15* 
 
224. l. m. 
 
 Lord of the Sabbath ! hear our vows, 
 On this thy clay, in this I by house ; 
 And own, as grateful sacrifice, 
 The songs, which in thy temple rise. 
 
 2 Thine earthly sabbaths, Lord, we love ; 
 But there's a nobler rest abotfc ; 
 
 To that our longing souls aspire, 
 With cheerful hope, and strong desire. 
 
 3 No more fatigue, no more distress, 
 
 Nor sin, nor death, shall reach the place ; 
 No groans shall mingle with the songs, 
 Which dwell upon immortal tongues. 
 
 4 No gloomy cares shall there annoy. 
 No conscious e;uilt disturb our joy ; 
 But every doubt and fear shall cease, 
 And perfect love give perfect peace. 
 
 5 When shall that glorious day begin, 
 Beyond the reach of death or sin ; 
 
 Whose sun shall never more dec'ine, 
 But with unfading lustre shine ! 
 
 225. c. m. 
 
 Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 One God in persons three, 
 Bring back the heav'nly blessing lost 
 
 By all mankind and me. 
 
 2 Thy favour and thy nature too, 
 To me to all restore ; 
 
Forgive, and after God renew 
 And keep me evermore. 
 
 3 Eternal Sun of Righteousness, 
 
 Display thy beams divine, 
 And cause the glories of thy face 
 Upon my heart to shine. 
 
 4 Light in thy light, O may I see, 
 
 Thy grace and mercy prove ! 
 Reviv'd, and cheer'd, and blest by thee, 
 The God of pard'ning love ! 
 
 5 Lift up thy countenance serene, 
 
 And let thy happy child 
 Behold, without a cloud between, 
 The Godhead reconcil'd. 
 
 G That all-comprising peace bestow 
 On me, through grace forgiv'n ; 
 The joys of holiness below, 
 And then the joys of heav'n ! 
 
 226. p. m. 
 
 O come, all ye sons of Adam, and raise 
 A song unto God : how lovely his praise ! 
 Adore him who reigns in his glory above, 
 And fills the wide earth with the tokens of love, 
 
 2 His breath is your life ; your reason a ray 
 Eftus'd from his light, to guide all your way ; 
 He heals your diseases, your wants he supplies, 
 And wipes away tears from the penitent's eyes. 
 
 3 Dash down your false gods of silver and stone ; 
 Jehovah is God, him worship alone ; 
 
His prophet, his Son, his salvation receive ; 
 Flee, flee from perdition, obey him and live. 
 
 4 O Father of men ! in mercy command 
 The gospel to shine throughout ev'ry land ; 
 That, far as the sun e'er diffuses his flame, 
 Thy praises may rise in Messiah's great name. 
 
 227. l. m. 
 
 O come, loud anthems let us sing, 
 Loud thanks to our almighty King ! 
 For we our voices high should raise, 
 When our salvation's Rock we praise. 
 
 2 O let us to his courts repair 
 And bow with adoration there ; 
 To him address in joyful songs 
 
 The praise that to his name belongs ! 
 
 3 For God the Lord, enthron'd in state, 
 Is with unrivalled glory great ; 
 
 His mercy, highest heav'n transcends, 
 His truth beyond the clouds extends. 
 
 4 Be thou, O God, exalted high ; 
 And as thy glory fills the sky, 
 So let it be on earth display'd, 
 Till thou art here as there obey'd. 
 
 228. c. m. 
 
 O God of Bethel ! by whose hand 
 
 Thy people still are fed ; 
 Who, through this weary pilgrimage, 
 
 Hast all our fathers led. 
 
2 Oar vows, our pray'rs, we now present 
 
 Before t. e throne of grace: 
 God of our fathers ! be the God 
 Of their succeeding race. 
 
 3 Through each perplexing path of life, 
 
 Our wandYmg footsteps guide; 
 Give us each day our daily bread, 
 And raiment fit provide. 
 
 4 Oh ! spread thy cov'ring wings around 
 
 Till all our wand'riugs cease, 
 And at our Father's lov'd abode 
 Our souls arrive in peace. 
 
 5 To thee as to our cov'nant God, 
 
 We all our souls resign ; 
 And thankful own, that all we are, 
 And all we have is thine. 
 
 229. c. m. 
 
 Far from thy servants, God of grace J 
 Th' unfeeling heart remove; 
 
 And form in our obedient souls 
 The image of thy love. 
 
 2 O may our sympathising breasts 
 The gen'rous pleasure know, 
 Kindly to share in others' joy, 
 And weep for others' wo ! 
 
 «3 Where'er the hapless sons of grief 
 In low distress are laid, 
 Soft be our hearts their pains to feel, 
 And swift our hands to aid. 
 
4 O be the law of love fulfilPd, 
 
 In ev'ry act and thought ; 
 Each angry passion far removM, 
 Each selfish view forgot ! 
 
 5 Be thou, my heart, dilated wide 
 
 With this kind social grace ; 
 And, in one grasp of fervent love, 
 All earth and heaven embrace. 
 
 230. cm. 
 
 Frail life of man — how short its stay, 
 
 And various as the wind ! 
 Heedless we sport our hours away, 
 
 Nor think of death behind. 
 
 2 See the fair cheek of beauty fade, 
 
 Frail glory of an hour ! 
 And blouming youth, with sick'ning head 
 Droop like the dying flower. 
 
 3 Wealth, pomp, and honour, we behold 
 
 With an admiring eye, 
 Like summer's insects dress'd in gold, 
 That flutter, shine, and die. 
 
 4 Then rise, my soul ! and soar away 
 
 Above the thoughtless crowd, 
 Above the pleasures of the gay. 
 And splendours of the proud ; 
 
 5 Where everlasting blessings bloom, 
 
 And pleasures all divine ; 
 Where wealth that never can consume. 
 And endless glories shine. 
 
231. L. M. 
 
 Happy the unrepining poor; 
 For them the heavenly rest is sure, 
 Whose patient minds, in ev'ry ill, 
 Submissive meet their Maker's will. 
 
 2 Happy the contrite, who lament 
 Their wasted hours in sin mi spent ; 
 Reclaimed from sin, they shall obtain 
 Internal joys for transient pain. 
 
 .1 Happy the meek, by wisdom taught 
 To check each proud, resentful thought : 
 For them earth spreads the feast of life. 
 Unmix'd with bitterness or strife. 
 
 !1 Happy the souls who grow in grace, 
 Hunger and thirst for righteousness; 
 For them a full and rich supply 
 Shall be prepar'd in worlds on high. 
 
 j 5 Happy the men who mercy show 
 To all that need, or friend or foe ; 
 To them like mercy shall be shown, 
 When God's just sentence all shall own. 
 
 b Happy the pure in heart ; for they 
 Still holding on in virtue's way ; 
 When faith and hope are chang'd to sight, 
 Shall see their God in cloudless light. 
 
 7 Happy the men of peaceful life, 
 
 W ho win to peace the sons of strife ; 
 They shall be cali'd the sons of ood, 
 The heirs of his serene abode. 
 
8 And happy those who take the cross, 
 For truth encounter pain and loss, 
 And suffer shame for Christ, their Lord, 
 For great in heav'n is their reward ! 
 
 232. c. m. 
 
 In the soft season of thy youth, 
 
 In nature's smiling bloom, 
 Ere age arrive, and trembling wait. 
 
 Its summons to the tomb : 
 
 2 Remember thy Creator, God ; 
 
 For him thy pow'rs employ : 
 Make him thy fear, thy love, thy hope, 
 Thy confidence, thy joy. 
 
 3 He shall defend, and guide thy course 
 
 Through life's uncertain sea ; 
 Till thou art landed on the shore 
 Of bless'd eternity. 
 
 4 Then seek the Lord betimes, and choose 
 
 The path of heavenly truth : 
 The earth affords no lovelier sight 
 Than a religious youth. 
 
 233. s. m. 
 
 O thou, whose mercy hears 
 Contrition's humble sigh; 
 Whose hand, indulgent wipes the tear 
 From sorrows weeping eye. 
 
See ! at thy throne of grace, 
 A wretched wand'rer mourn : 
 
 Hast thou not bid me seek thy face ? 
 Hast thou not said, return ? 
 
 Absent from thee, my light ! 
 
 Without one cheering ray ; 
 Thro' dang rs, fears, and gloomy night, 
 
 How desolate my way. 
 
 On this benighted heart 
 
 With beams of mercy shine ; 
 
 And let thy healing voice impart 
 A taste of joys divine. 
 
 5 Thy presence can bestow 
 
 Delights which never cloy : 
 Be this my solace here below, 
 And my eternal joy ! 
 
 234. p. m. 
 
 Sages of ancient letter'd times ! 
 In every age, and diff'rent climes, 
 
 For wisdom fam'd among mankind, 
 Withdraw your thinly scatter' d rays, 
 Before the broad o'erpowering blaze 
 
 Of the supreme eternal mind. 
 
 Mercy's great year, in heav'n enroll'd, 
 By seers succeeding seers foretold, 
 
 Was now with solemn pomp unseal'd ; 
 Light of the world, Messiah came, 
 In his almighty Father's name. 
 
 And immortality reveal'd. 
 
3 Fill'd with his Father's strength he taught ; 
 The dumb in rapture speak their thought, 
 
 The lame leap like the bounding roe : 
 The rayless eyeballs drink the light, 
 Death yields his spoils to Jesu's might, 
 
 And demons shrink to shades below. 
 
 4 O works of power, O works of love, 
 Which Christ's divine commission prove, 
 
 And ev'ry rising doubt control ! 
 Pledge of the pow'r, and love more strong. 
 Which to the Son of God belong, 
 
 To heal the mis'ries of the soul! 
 
 5 Prince of celestial peace, to thee 
 Shall bow in rev'rence ev'ry knee, 
 
 From ev'ry mouth thy praises flow ; 
 All thy commands are mild and just; 
 Thy promise, faithful to our trust, 
 
 Will pardon, peace, and heav'n bestow. 
 
 235. l. m. 
 
 4 See how he lov'd !' exclaim'd the Jews, 
 As tender tears from Jesus fell ; 
 My grateful heart the thought pursues. 
 And on the theme delights to dwell. 
 
 2 See how he lov'd, who traveled on, 
 Teaching the doctrine from the skies; 
 Who bade disease and pain be gone, 
 And call'd the sleeping dead to rise. 
 
See how be lov'd, who firm, yet mild, 
 Patient endur' I the scoffing tongue; 
 Tho' oft provok'd he ne'er revil'd, 
 Nor did his greatest foe a wrong. 
 
 See how he lov'd, who never shrank 
 From toil or danger, pain or death j 
 Who all the cup of sorrow drank, 
 And meekly yielded up his breath. 
 
 See how he lov'd, who died for man, 
 Who labour'd thus, and thus endur'd, 
 To finish the all-gracious plan, 
 Which life and heav'n to man secur'd. 
 
 Such love can we, unmov'd, survey ? 
 O may our breasts with ardour glow, 
 To tread his steps, his laws obey, 
 And thus our warm affection show ! 
 
 236. s. m. 
 
 Sweet is the friendly voice 
 That speaks of life and peace ; 
 
 That bids the penitent rejoice, 
 And sin and sorrow cease. 
 
 2 No balm on earth like this 
 
 Can cheer the contrite heart; 
 No flatt'ring dreams of earthly bliss 
 Such pure delight impart. 
 
 3 Still merciful and kind, 
 
 Thy mercy, Lord, reveal ! 
 The broken heart thy love can bind, 
 The wounded spirit heal. 
 
4 Thy presence shall restore 
 
 Peace to my anxious breast: 
 Lord ! let my steps be drawn no more 
 From paths which thou hast bless'd. 
 
 237. c. m. 
 
 Sweet is the love that mutual glows 
 Within each brother's breast, 
 
 And binds in gentlest bonds each heart, 
 All blessing and all bless'd : 
 
 Sweet as the od'rous balsam pour'd 
 
 On Aaron's sacred head, 
 Which o'er his beard, and down his vest, 
 
 A breathing fragrance shed. 
 
 Like morning dews, on Sion's mount 
 That spread their silver rays ; 
 
 And deck with gems the verdant pomp, 
 Which Hermon's top displays. 
 
 To such the Lord of life and love 
 
 His blessing shall extend ; 
 On earth a life of joy and peace, 
 
 And life that ne'er shall end. 
 
 238. l. m. 
 
 The morning flow'rs display their sweets* 
 And gay their silken leaves unfold, 
 As careless of the noon-day heats, 
 As fearless of the evening cold, i 
 
2 Nipp'd by the wind's unkindly blast, 
 Parch'd by the sun's directer ray, 
 The momentary glories waste, 
 
 The short-liv'd beauties die away. 
 
 3 So blooms the human face divine, 
 When youth its pride and beauty shows : 
 Fairer than spring the colours shine, 
 And sweeter than the op'ning rose. 
 
 4 Or worn by slowly rolling years, 
 Or broke by sickness in a day, 
 The fading glory disappears, 
 The short-liv'd beauties die away. 
 
 5 Yet these, new rising from the tomb, 
 With lustre brighter far shall shine, 
 Revive with ever-during bloom, 
 Safe from diseases and decline. 
 
 6 Though sickness blast, and death devour^ 
 Yet heav'n will recompence our pains : 
 The grass may fade, and droop the flow'r. 
 But firm the word of God remains. 
 
 239. l. m. 
 
 The short-liv'd day declines in haste ; 
 The night of death approaches fast; 
 With rapid speed the moments run, 
 In which the work of life is done. 
 
 2 With willing hearts, and active hands, 
 Lord! may we practise thy commands, 
 Improve the moments as they fly, 
 And live as we would wish to die. 
 16* 
 
240. L. M. 
 
 There is a glorious world on high. 
 Resplendent with eternal day ; 
 Faith views the blissful prospect nigh, 
 While God's own word reveals the way. 
 
 2 There shall the servants of the Lord 
 With never-fading lustre shine ; 
 Surprising honour, vast reward, 
 Conferr'd on man by love divine ! 
 
 3 How happy they, how truly wise, 
 Who learn and keep the sacred road ; 
 Whom love, with holy zeal, employs, 
 To bring the wand'ring soul to God. 
 
 4 The shining firmament shall fade, 
 And sparkling stars resign their light ; 
 But these shall know nor change nor shade 
 For ever fair, for ever bright. 
 
 5 On wings of faith and strong desire, 
 O may our spirits daily rise; 
 
 And reach at last the shining choir, 
 In the bright mansions of the skies ! 
 
 241. c. m. 
 
 These mortal joys, how soon they fade ! 
 
 How swift they pass away ! 
 The dying flow'r reclines its head, 
 
 The beauty of a day. 
 
2 Soon are those earthly treasures lost, 
 
 We.fondly call our own ; 
 Scarce the possession can we boast, 
 When straight we find them gone. 
 
 3 But there are joys which cannot die, 
 
 With God laid up in store, 
 Treasures beyond the changing sky, 
 Brighter than golden ore. 
 
 4 The seeds, which piety and love 
 
 Have scatter'd here below, 
 In the fair fertile fields above, 
 To ample harvests grow. 
 
 242. c. M. 
 
 Tho' ev'ry grace my speech adorn'd 
 That flows from ev'ry tongue; 
 
 Tho' I could rise to loftier strains 
 Than ever angels sung : 
 
 2 Tho' with prophetic lor-- inspir'd, 
 
 I made all myst'ries plain ; 
 Yet, were I void of ( hristian love, 
 These gifts were all in vain. 
 
 3 Tho' I dispense with lib'ial hand, 
 
 My goods to feed the poor ; 
 Or, firm to conscience and to truth, 
 A martyr's fate endure : 
 
 4 Nay, tho' my faith, with boundless pow'r, 
 
 E'en mountains could remove; 
 'Twere all in vain, should 1 be found 
 A stranger still to love. 
 
243. c. M. 
 
 Though others, confident and vain, 
 
 Nor death nor danger fear, 
 We would a lively sense maintain, 
 
 That death is ever near. 
 
 2 Just like the grass our bodies stand, 
 
 And flourish bright and gay ; 
 A blastmg wind sweeps o'er the land, 
 And fades the grass away. 
 
 3 Our life contains a thousand springs, 
 
 And droops if one be gone ; 
 Strange that a harp of thousand strings, 
 Should keep in tune so long. 
 
 4 'Tis God alone upholds our frame 
 
 Who rear'd it from the dust : 
 Hosanna to his mighty name, 
 In whom is all our trust ! 
 
 244. c. m. 
 
 While thee I seek, protecting Pow'r ! 
 
 Be my vain wishes still'd ; 
 And may this consecrated hour 
 
 With better hopes be fill'd. 
 
 2 Thy love the pow'rs of thought bestow'd ; 
 
 To thee my thoughts would soar : 
 Thy mercy o'er my life has flow'd : 
 That mercy I adore ! 
 
 3 In each event of life, how clear 
 
 Thy ruling hand I see ! 
 
Each blessing to my soul more dear, 
 Because conferr'd by thee. 
 
 4 In ev'ry joy that crowns my days, 
 
 In ev'ry pain I bear, 
 My heart shall find delight in praise, 
 Or seek relief in pray'r. 
 
 5 When gladness wings my favour'd hoiir, 
 
 Thy love my thoughts shall fill : 
 Resign'd when storms of sorrow low'r, 
 My soul shall meet thy will. 
 
 6 My lifted eye, without a tear, 
 
 The gath'ring storm shall see ; 
 My steadfast heart shall know no fear : 
 That heart shall rest on thee ! 
 
 245. p. m. 
 
 Yet a few years, or days, perhaps, 
 Or moments, pass in silent lapse, 
 
 And time to me shall be no more ! 
 No more the sun these eyes shall view, 
 Earth o'er these limbs her dust shall strew, 
 
 And life's delusive dream be o'er. 
 
 2 Great God ! how awful is the scene ! 
 A breath, a transient breath between : 
 
 And can I waste life's fleeting day ? 
 To earth, alas ! too firmly bound, 
 Trees deeply rooted in the ground, 
 
 Are shiver'd when they're torn away. 
 
 3 Great Cause of all, above, below ! 
 Who knows thee, must for ever know 
 
Thou art immortal and divine : 
 Thine image on my soul in press'd. 
 Of endless being is the test, 
 
 And bids eternity be mine. 
 
 246. l. m 
 
 Sinners, obey the gospel word, 
 Haste to the supper of my Lord ; 
 Be wise to know your gracious day, 
 All things are ready, come away. 
 
 Ready the Father is to own, 
 And kiss his late returning son : 
 Ready your lovii g Saviour stands, 
 And spreads for you his loving hands. 
 
 Ready the Spirit of his love, 
 Just now the stony to remove ; 
 T' apply and witness with the blood, 
 And wash and seal the sons of God. 
 
 Ready for you the angels wait, 
 To triumph in your blest estate ; 
 Tuning their harps, they long to praise 
 The wonders of redeeming grace. 
 
 The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 Are ready with their shining host: 
 All heav'n is ready to resound, 
 " The dead's alive ! the lost is found !'" 
 
 Come, then, ye sinners, to your Lord, 
 In Christ to paradise restored : 
 His profFerM benefits embrace, 
 The plenitude of gospel grace. 
 
247. p. M. 
 
 Blow ye the trumpet, blow, 
 
 The gladly solemn sound : 
 Let all the nations know, 
 To earth's remotest bound, 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 I Jesus, our great High Priest, 
 Hath lull atonement made : 
 Ye weary spirits rest, 
 
 Ye mournful souls be glad, 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 3 Extol the Lamb of God, 
 The all-atoning Lamb ; 
 Redemption in his blood 
 
 Throughout the world proclaim ; 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 1 Ye slaves of sin and hell, 
 Your liberty receive, 
 And safe in Jesus dwell, 
 And blest in Jesus live : 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home, 
 
 5 Ye who have sold for nought 
 Your heritage above, 
 Shall tiave it b.-ick unbou^ht, 
 The gift of Jesus' love : * 
 
The year of Jubilee is come , 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 G The gospel trumpet hear, 
 
 The news of heav'rily grace, 
 And, sav'd from earth, appear 
 Before your Saviour's face. 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 248. c. m. 
 
 With glorious clouds encompas'd round, 
 
 Whom angels dimly see ; 
 Will the Unsearchable be found, 
 
 Or God appear to me ? 
 
 2 Will he forsake his throne above, 
 
 Himself to worms impart? 
 Answer, thou Man of Grief and Love, 
 And speak it to my heart ! 
 
 3 In manifested love explain 
 
 Thy wonderful design ; 
 What meant the suffering Son of Man? 
 The streaming blood divine? 
 
 4 Didsl thou not in our flesh appear, 
 
 And live and die below, 
 That I might now perceive thee near. 
 Aiid my Redeemer know t 
 
 5 Coijk tjjj^ind to my soul reveal 
 
 Th^| Ms and depths of grace, 
 The « Bwhich all my sorrows heal, 
 The^Pnngs of thy face. 
 
6 I view the Lamb in his own light. 
 Whom angels dimly see; 
 And gaze transported at the sight 
 To all eternity. 
 
 ; 249. p.m. 
 
 love divine, how sweet thou art ! 
 When shall I find my willing heart 
 
 All taken up by thee? 
 
 1 thirst, I faint, I die to prove 
 The greatness of redeeming love, 
 
 The love of Christ to me ! 
 
 2 Stronger his love than death or hell, 
 Its riches are unsearchab ! e ; 
 
 The first-born sons of light 
 Desire in vain its depth to see ; 
 They cannot reach the mystery, 
 
 The length, the breadth, and height. 
 
 God only knows the love of God ; 
 O that it now were shed abroad 
 
 In this poor stony heart ! 
 For love 1 sigh, for love I pine ; 
 This only portion, Lord, be mine ! 
 
 Be mine this better part! 
 
 O that 1 could for ever sit 
 With Mary at the Master's feet ! 
 
 Be this my happy choice ; j*jj 
 My only care, delight, and bliss* 
 My joy, my heav'n on earth be this, 
 
 To hear the Bridegroom's voice, f ** 
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5 O that 1 could, with favoured John 
 Recline my weary head upon 
 
 The dear Redeemer's breast: 
 From care, and sin, and sorrow free, 
 Give me, O Lord, to find in thee 
 My everlasting rest ! 
 
 250. s. m. 
 
 Ah ! whither shall I go, 
 
 Burden'd, and sick, and faint? 
 To whom should I my trouble show* 
 And pour out my complaint? 
 My Saviour bids me come, 
 Ah ! why do I delay ? 
 He calls the weary sinner home ; 
 And yet from him I stay. 
 
 2 Jesus, the hindrance show, 
 
 Which I have fear'd to see : 
 Yet let me now consent to know 
 
 What keeps me out of thee ! 
 Searcher of hearts, in mine 
 
 Thy trying power display : 
 Into its darkest corners shine, 
 
 And take the veil away ! 
 
 3 1 now believe, in thee 
 
 Compassion reigns alone : 
 According to my faith, to me 
 
 O let it, Lord, be done! 
 In me is all the bar, 
 
 Which thou wouldst fain remove , 
 Remove it, and I shall declare, 
 
 That God is only love. 
 
251. p.m. 
 
 Come, holy, celestial Dove, 
 
 To visit a sorrowful breast ; 
 My burden of guilt to remove, 
 
 And bring me assurance and rest! 
 Thou only hast pow'r to relieve 
 
 A sinner o'erwhelm'd with his load : 
 The sense of acceptance to give, 
 
 And sprinkle his heart with thy blood ! 
 
 2 Thy call if I ever have known, 
 
 And sigh'd from myself to get free ; 
 And groan'd the unspeakable groan, 
 
 And long'd to be happy in thee. 
 Fulfil the imperfect desire, 
 
 Thy peace to my conscience reveal. 
 The sense of thy favour inspire, 
 
 And give me thy pardon to feel. 
 
 3 If when I had put thee to grief, 
 
 And madly to folly return'd, 
 Thy pity hath been my relief, 
 
 And lifted me up as I mourn'd ! 
 % Most pitiful Spirit of Grace, 
 
 Relieve me again, and restore : 
 My spirit in holiness raise, 
 
 To fall and to suffer no more ! 
 
 252. l. m. 
 
 Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay, 
 
 Tho' I have done thee such despite,. 
 
Nor cast the sinner quite away, 
 Nor take thine everlasting flight. 
 
 2 Though I have steelM my stubborn heart, 
 
 And shaken off my guilty fears, 
 And vex'd and urg'd thee to depart, 
 For many days, and months, and years 
 
 3 Though I have most unfaithful been, 
 
 Of all who e'er thy grace receiv'd, 
 Ten thousand times thy goodness seen, 
 Ten thousand times thy goodness griev'd 
 
 4 Yet, O ! the chief of sinners spare, 
 
 In honour of my great High-Priest : 
 Nor in thy righteous anger swear 
 
 T' exclude me from thy people's re'st. 
 
 5 If yet thou canst my sins forgive, 
 
 From now, O Lord, relieve my woes, 
 Into thy rest of love receive, 
 
 And bless me with the calm repose. 
 
 6 From now my weary soul release, 
 
 Upraise me with thy gracious hand, 
 And guide into thy perfect peace, 
 And bring me to the prouiis'd land. 
 
 253. l. m. 
 
 O thou that hear'st when sinners cry, 
 Though all my crimes before thee lie, 
 Behold me not with angry look, 
 But blot their menf ry iron) thy book. 
 
 2 Create my nature pure within, 
 And form my soul averse to sin ; 
 
' Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart, 
 
 1 Nor hide thy presence from my heart. 
 
 3 I cannot live without thy light, 
 Cast out and banish'd from thy sight, 
 Thy saving strength, O Lord, restore, 
 And guard me that I fall no more. 
 
 4 Though I have griev'd thy Spirit, Lord, 
 His help and comfort still afford : 
 
 And let a wretch come near thy throne, 
 To plead the merits of thy Son. 
 
 5 My soul lies humbled in the dust, 
 And owns thy dreadful sentence just : 
 Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, 
 And save the soul condemn'd to die. 
 
 6 Then will I teach the world thy ways, 
 Sinners shall learn thy sov'reign grace; 
 I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, 
 And they shall praise a pard'ning God. 
 
 > 7 O may thy love inspire my tongue, 
 Salvation shall be all my song : 
 And all my pow'rs shall join to bless 
 The Lord, my strength and righteousness, 
 
 254. p. m. 
 
 What now is my object and aim ? 
 
 What now is my hope and desire f 
 To follow the heavenly Lamb, 
 
 And after his image aspire : 
 17* 
 
My hope is all cent'red in thee ■ 
 
 I trust to recover thy love ; 
 On earth thy salvation to see, 
 
 And then to enjoy thee above. 
 
 255. p. M. 
 
 Zion travelers, rise and sing, 
 
 Lift your hearts and voices high ; 
 
 Love can strike the golden string, 
 Faith will bring the Saviour nigh. 
 
 2 Sun. and moon, and br^Jjant stars, 
 
 Shine their great Cfi'ator's praise; 
 Days, and weeks, and months, and years, 
 All their high hosannas raise. 
 
 3 True repentance, faith, and love, 
 
 Make the prom is' d blessings sure, 
 Lift the soul to realms above, 
 And immortal life secure. 
 
 4 Let us mount to Pisgah's top, 
 
 There to view the flow'ry plains ! 
 Strong in faith, we may go up, 
 And enjoy those large domains.* 
 
 o See the cosily buildings shine 
 In eternal dazzling light ; 
 Made by mighty pow'r divine, 
 For hissaints adorn' d in white. 
 
 6 See the ransom' d round him throng, 
 Giving glory to his name ; 
 We will join the heav'nly song — 
 Glory, glory to the Lamb. 
 
256. c. m. 
 
 On Jordan 1 s stormy banks I stand, 
 
 Ami cast a wishful eye, 
 To Canaan's fair and happy land, 
 
 Where my possessions lie. 
 
 2 O the transporting rapt'rous scene, 
 
 That rises to my sight ! 
 Sweet fields array'd in living green, 
 And rivers of delight ! 
 
 3 There gen'rous fruits that never fail, 
 
 On trees immi "*al grow : 
 There rocks, and hills, and brooks, and vale 
 With milk and honey flow. 
 
 4 All o'er those wide extended plains. 
 
 Shines one eternal day. 
 There God the Sou for ever reigns, 
 And scatters night away. 
 
 & No chilling winds, nor pois'nous breath 
 Can reach that healthful shore ; 
 Sickness and sorrow, pain and death, 
 Are felt and fear'd no more. 
 
 6 When shall I reach that happy place, 
 
 And be for ever blest ? 
 When sli a II I see my Father's face, 
 And in his bosom rest £ 
 
 7 Fill'd with delight, my raptur'd soul, 
 
 Would here m> longer stay ! 
 Though Jordan's waves around me roll, 
 Fearless I'd launch away. 
 
8 There on those high and flow'ry plains, 
 Our spirits ne'er shall tire ; 
 But in perpetual joyful strains, 
 Redeeming love admire. 
 
 257. c. m. 
 
 My span of life will soon be done, 
 
 The passing moments say, 
 As length'ning shadows o'er the mead 
 
 Proclaim the close of day. 
 O that my heart might dwell aloof 
 
 From all created things, 
 And learn that wisdom from above, 
 
 Whence true contentment springs. 
 
 2 Courage, my soul, thy bitter cross, 
 
 In every trial here, 
 Shall bear thee to thy heaven above, 
 
 But shall not enter there. 
 The sighing ones that humbly seek 
 
 In sorrowing paths below, 
 Shall in eternity rejoice, 
 
 Where endless comforts flow. 
 
 258. p. m. 
 
 A voice from the desert comes awful and shrill, 
 " The Lord is advancing: prepare ye the way! 
 
 The word of Jehovah he comes to fulfil, 
 
 And o'er the dark world pours the splendour 
 of day. 
 
B Bring down the proud mountain though tow ? - 
 
 niii^ to heav n 
 
 And be the low valley exalted on high ; 
 Tlie rough path and crooked, be made smooth 
 and even, 
 For, Zion ! your King, your Redeemer is 
 nigh. 
 
 3 The beams of salvation his progress illume, 
 The lone dreary wilderness sings of her God, 
 
 The rose and the myrtle there suddenly bloom, 
 And the olive of peace spreads its branches 
 abroad." 
 
 • 259. cm. 
 
 Author of good ! we rest on thee : 
 
 Thine ever watchful eye 
 Alone our real wants can see, 
 
 Thy hand alone supply. 
 
 2 O let thy fear within us dwell, 
 
 Thy love our footsteps guide ! 
 That love shall vainer loves expel ; 
 That fear, all fears beside. 
 
 3 And since, by passion's force subdu'd, 
 
 Too oft with stubborn will, 
 
 We blind!} shun the latent good, 
 
 And grasp the specious ill : 
 
 4 Not what we wish, but what we want, 
 
 Let mercy still supply : 
 The good, unask'd, O Father, grant. 
 The ill, though ask'd, deny. 
 
260. c. m. 
 
 Awake, ye saints ! and raise your eyes. 
 
 And raise your voices high : 
 Awake, and praise that sov'reign love, 
 
 Which shows salvation nigh. 
 
 2 On all the wings of time it flies ; 
 
 Each moment brings it near : 
 Then welcome each declining day, 
 Welcome each closing year ! 
 
 3 Not many years their round shall run, 
 
 Not many mornings rise, 
 Ere all its glories stand reveal'd - 
 To our admiring eyes. 
 
 4 Ye wheels of nature speed your course ; 
 
 Ye mortal pow'rs decay ! 
 Fast as ye bring the night of death, 
 Ye bring eternal day. 
 
 261. c. m. 
 
 O may my thoughts lie humble still, 
 
 And all my carriage mild : 
 Contented with thy gracious will, 
 
 Submissive as a child. 
 
 2 The patient soul, the humble mind. 
 Shall have a large reward : 
 Let saints in sorrow lie resigned, 
 And trust a faithful Lord 
 
262. c. M. 
 
 My soul come meditate the day, 
 And think how near it stands, 
 
 When thou must quit this house of clay, 
 And fly to unknown lands. 
 
 2 O could we die with those that die, 
 
 And place us in their stead ; 
 Theu would our spirits learn to fly, 
 And converse with the dead. 
 
 3 Then should we see the saints above, 
 
 In their own glorious forms, 
 And wonder why our souls should love 
 To dwell with mortal worms. 
 
 4 We should almost forsake our clay, 
 
 Before the summons come, 
 And pray and wish our souls away 
 To their eternal home. 
 
 263. s. m. 
 
 Father, I dare believe 
 Thee merciful and true : 
 Thou wilt my guilty soul forgive, 
 My fallen soul renew. 
 
 2 Come, then, for Jesus' sake, 
 And bid my heart be clean : 
 An end of all my troubles make, 
 An end of all my sin. 
 
I cannot wash my heart, 
 But by believing thee : 
 And waiting for thy love t' impart 
 The spotless purity. 
 
 While at thy cross I lie, 
 Jesus, the grace bestow ; 
 Now, thy all cleansing blood apply* 
 And I am white as snow. 
 
 264. c. m. 
 
 Why do we mourn for dying friends ? 
 
 Or shake at death's alarms ? 
 ? Tis hut the voice that Jesus sends, 
 
 To call them to his arms. 
 
 Are we not tending upward too, 
 
 As fast as time can move ? 
 Nor should we wish the hours more slow. 
 
 To keep us from our love. 
 
 Why should we tremble to convey; 
 
 Their bodies to the tomb ? 
 There once the flesh of Jesus lay, 
 
 And left a long perfume. 
 
 The graves of all his saints he blest, 
 
 And soften'd ev'ry bed : 
 Where should the dying members rest 
 
 But with their dying Head ? 
 
 Thence he arose, ascending high, 
 And show'd our feet ihe waj : 
 
 Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly, 
 At the great rising day. 
 
Then let the last loud trumpet sound, 
 
 And bid our kindred rise ; - 
 Awake, ye nations, under ground; 
 
 Ye saints, ascend the skies. 
 
 265. p. m. 
 
 Hark ! a voice divides the skv, 
 
 Happy 'are the faithful dead ! 
 In the Lord who sweetly die, 
 
 They from all their toils are freed ! 
 Them the Spirit hath declar'd, 
 
 Blest, unutterably blest : 
 Jesus is their great reward, 
 
 Jesus is their endless rest. 
 
 Follow'd by their works they go, 
 
 Where their Head is gone before ; 
 Reconcil'd by grace below, 
 
 Grace hath open'd mercy's door : 
 Justified through faith alone, 
 
 Here they knew their sins forgiv'n; 
 Here they laid their burden down, 
 
 Hallow'd and made meet for heav'n. 
 
 266. c. m. 
 
 Hear what the voice from heav'n proclaims, 
 
 For all the pious dead, 
 Sweet is the savour of their names, 
 
 And soft their sleeping bed. 
 
 They die in Jesus, and aje bless'd : 
 How kind their slumbers are ! 
 18 
 
From sufferings and from pain releas'd, 
 And freed from ev'ry snare. 
 
 Far from this world of toil and strife, 
 Now present with the Lord \ 
 
 The labours of their mortal life 
 End in a large reward. 
 
 267. c m. 
 
 Hark ! from the tombs, a doleful sound, 
 
 My ears attend the cry ; 
 "Ye living men, come view the ground,, 
 
 " Where you must shortly lie. 
 
 " Princes, this clay must be your bed, 
 "In spite of all your tow'rs. 
 
 The tall, the wise, the rev'rend head, 
 " Shall lie as low as ours." 
 
 Great God ! is this our certain doom! 
 
 And are we still secure ! 
 Still walking downward to our tomb, 
 
 And yet prepare no more ! 
 
 Grant us the pow'r of quick'ning grace, 
 
 To fit our souls to fly ; 
 Then when we drop this dying flesh, 
 
 We'll rise above the sky. 
 
 268. p. M. 
 
 To the hills I lift mine eyes, 
 
 The everlasting hills, 
 Streaming thence in fresh supplies, 
 
 My soul the Spirit feels : 
 
Will he not his help afford! 
 
 Help, while yet I ask, is giv'n : 
 God comes down : the God and Lord 
 
 That made both earth and heav'n. 
 
 2 Faiihful soul, pray ! always pray, 
 
 And still in God confide; 
 He thy feeble steps shall stay, 
 
 Nor suffer thee to slide : 
 Lean on thy Redeemer's breast, 
 
 He thy quiet spirit keeps ; 
 Rest in him, securely rest : 
 
 Thy Watchman never sleeps. 
 
 3 See the Lord, thy Keeper stand, 
 
 Omnipotently near : 
 Lo ! he holds thee by the hand, 
 
 And banishc?s thy fear ; 
 Shadows with his wings thy head, 
 
 Guards from all impending harms ; 
 Round thee, and beneath are spread 
 
 The eyerlasting arms. 
 
 269. l. m. 
 
 God of the morning, at whose voice, 
 The cheerful sun makes haste to rise, 
 
 And like a giant doth rejoice, 
 
 To run his journey through the skies. 
 
 2 From the fair chambers of the east, 
 The circuit of his course begins, 
 
 And, without weariness or rest, 
 Round the whole earth he flies and shines-, 
 
3 Oh, like the sun may I fulfil 
 The appointed duties of the day. 
 
 With read\ mind and active will, 
 
 March on and keep my heav'nly way. 
 
 4 Give me thy counsel for my guide, 
 And then receive me to thy bliss ; 
 
 All >iy desires and hopes beside, 
 
 Are faint and cold compar'd with this. 
 
 270. l. m. 
 
 Thus fa?- the Lord hath led me on, 
 Thus far his pou'r prolongs my days, 
 
 And ev'ry ev'ning shall make known 
 Some fresh memorial of his grace. 
 
 2 Mm h of my time has run to waste, 
 And I perhaps am near my home ; 
 
 But he forgives my follies past, 
 
 And gives me strength for days to come. 
 
 3 I lay my body down to sleep, 
 Peace is the pillow for my head ; 
 
 While well-appointed angels keep 
 
 Their watchfu stations round my bed. 
 
 4 Thus when the night of death shall come, 
 My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, 
 
 And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb, 
 With sweet salvation in the sound, 
 
 271. s. M. 
 
 We lift our hearts to thee, 
 O Day-Star from on high ! 
 
The sun itself is but thy shnde, 
 
 Yet cheers both earth and sky. 
 
 O let thy orient beams, 
 The night of sin disperse, 
 The mists of error and of vice, 
 Which shade the universe. 
 
 How beauteous nature now ! 
 How dark and sad before ! 
 With joy we view the pleasing change, 
 And nature's God adore. 
 
 O may no gloomy crime 
 Pollute the rising day ! 
 May Jesu's blood, like ev'ning dew. 
 Wash all our stains away. 
 
 May we this life improve, 
 To mourn for errors past ; 
 And live this short revolving day, 
 As if it were our last. 
 
 To God, the Father, Son, 
 And Spirit, One in Three, 
 Be glory, as it was, is now, 
 And shall for ever be. 
 
 272. c. m. 
 
 All praise to him who dwells in bliss, 
 Who made both day arn 1 nigh* ; 
 
 Whose throne is darkness in to' abyss 
 Of uncreated light. 
 
 18* 
 
2 Each thought and deed, his piercing eyes 
 
 With strictest search survey ; 
 The deepest shades no mdre disguise, 
 Than the full blaze of day. 
 
 3 Whom thou dost guard, O King of kings, 
 
 No evil shall molest : 
 Under the shadow of ihy wings 
 Shall they securely rest : 
 
 4 Thy angels shall around their bed 
 
 Their constant stations keep : 
 Thy faith and truth shall shield their heads, 
 For thou dost never sleep. 
 
 5 May we with calm and sweet repose, 
 
 And heav'nly thoughts refresh'd, 
 Our eye-lids with the morn's unclose, 
 And bless thee, ever bless'd. 
 
 273. cm. 
 
 Giver and Guardian of my sleep, 
 
 To praise thy name I wake : 
 Still, Lord, thy helpless servant keep, 
 
 For thine own mercy's sake. 
 
 2 The blessing of another day 
 
 I thankfully receive ; 
 O may I only thee obey, 
 And to thy glory live. 
 
 3 Vouchsafe to keep my soul from sin, 
 
 Its cruel power suspend, 
 Till all this strife and war within 
 In perfect peace shall end. 
 
4 Upon me lay thy mighty hand, 
 
 My words and thoughts restrain ; 
 Bow my whole soul to thy command, 
 Nor let my faith be vain. 
 
 5 Pris'ner of hope, I wait the hour 
 
 Which shall salvation bring; 
 When all I am shall own thy pow'f} 
 And call my Jesus King. 
 
 214. c. m. 
 
 Once more, my soul, the rising day 
 
 Salutes thy waking eyes : 
 Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay 
 
 To him that rules the skies. 
 
 2 Night unto night his name repeats, 
 
 The day renews the sound, 
 Wide as the heaven on which he sits 
 To turn the seasons round. 
 
 3 'Tis he supports my mortal frame, 
 
 My tongue shall speak his praise ; 
 My sins might rouse his wrath to flame, 
 But yet his wrath delays. 
 
 4 Dear God, let all my hours be thine, 
 
 Whilst I enjoy the light ; 
 Then shall my sun in smiles decline, 
 And bring a pleasing night. 
 
 275. c. m. 
 
 Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray : 
 I am for ever thine : 
 
I fear before thee all the day, 
 Nor would I dare to sin. 
 
 2 And while I rest my weary head, 
 
 From cares and business free, 
 'Tis sweet conversing on my bed 
 With my own heart and thee. 
 
 3 I pay this ev'ning sacrifice : 
 
 And when my work is done, 
 Great Go I, my faith and hope relies 
 Upon thy grace alone. 
 
 4 Thus with my thoughts compos'd to peace. 
 
 I'll give mine eyes to sleep ; 
 Thy hand in safety keeps my days, 
 And will my slumbers keep. 
 
 276. c. m. 
 
 Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear 
 
 My voice ascending high : 
 To thee will I direct my pray'r, 
 
 To thee lift up mine eye. 
 
 2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone, 
 
 To plead for all his saints, 
 Presenting at the Father's throne 
 Our songs and our complaints. 
 
 3 Thou art a God, before whose sight 
 
 The wicked shall not stand, 
 
 Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, 
 
 Nor dwell at thy right hand. 
 
 
4 O may thy Spirit guide my feet 
 In ways of righteousness ! 
 Make ev'ry path of duty straight, 
 And plain before my face. 
 
 o Now to thy house will I resort, 
 To taste thy mercies there ; 
 I will frequent thy holy court, 
 And worship in thy fear. 
 
 277. l. M. 
 
 My God, how endless is thy love ! 
 
 Thy gifts are ev'ry ev'ning new; 
 And morning mercies from above, 
 
 Gently descend like early dew. 
 
 2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night, 
 Great guardian of my sleeping hours; 
 
 Thy sov'reign word restores the light, 
 And quickens all my drowsy pow'rs. 
 
 3 I yield myself to thy command ; 
 
 To thee devote my nights and days; 
 Perpetual blessings from thy hand 
 Demand perpetual songs of praise. 
 
 278. l. m. 
 
 BAPTISM. 
 
 Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 Honour the means ordain'd by thee ! 
 
 Make good our apostolic boast, 
 And own thy glorious ministry. 
 
2 Father, in these reveal thy Son : 
 
 In these for whom we seek thy face, 
 The hidden mystery make known. 
 The inward, pure, baptizing grace. 
 
 3 Jesus, with us thou always art : 
 
 Effectuate the sacred sign : 
 The gift unspeakable impart, 
 And bless the ordinance divine. 
 
 4 Eternal Spirit, descend from high, 
 
 Baptizer of our spirits thou ! 
 The sacramental seal apply, 
 And witness with the water now. 
 
 279. p. m. 
 
 In that sad memorable night, 
 When Jesus was for us betray'd, 
 
 He left his death-recording rite, 
 
 He took and bless'd and bre:ik the bread, 
 
 And gave his own their last bequest, 
 
 And ihus his love's intent express'd: 
 
 2 " Take, eat, this is my body giv'n 
 
 " To purchase life and peace for you, 
 " Pardon and holiness and heav'n ; 
 
 " Do this my dying love to shew : 
 " Accept your precious legacy, 
 "And thus, my friends, remember me." 
 
 3 He look into his hands the cup, 
 To crown the sacramental feast, 
 
And full of kind concern look'd up, 
 
 And gave to them what he bad West : 
 " Ann drink ye all of this, (he sai ■■!,) 
 " Li solema mem'ry of the dead. 
 
 4 " Tiiis is my blood, which seals the new 
 " Eternal oov'nam of >ny gr ^e ; 
 
 " My blood so freely shed for you, 
 " For you, and all t^e. sinful race: 
 
 " My blood thai spenks your suis forgiv'n, 
 
 ■ And justifies your claim to heav'n." 
 
 280. s. m. 
 
 FOR THE SAME OCCASION. 
 
 Let all who truly bear 
 
 The bleeding Saviour's name, 
 Their faithful hearts with us prepare, 
 
 And eat the Paschal Lamb: 
 
 Our passover was slain, 
 
 At Salem's hallow'd place, 
 Yet we who in our tents remain, 
 
 Shall gain his largest grace. 
 
 2 This eucharistic feast 
 
 Our ev'ry want supplies, 
 And still we by his death are blest, 
 
 And share his sacrifice ; 
 
 By iaith his flesh we eat 
 
 Who here his passion show, 
 And God nut of his holy seat 
 
 Shall all his gifts bestow. 
 
3 Who thus our faith employ 
 His sufferings to reeord, 
 
 Ev'n now we mournfully enjoy 
 
 Communion with our Lord; 
 
 As though we ev'ry one 
 
 Beneath his cross had stood, 
 And seen him heave, and heard him groan, 
 
 And felt his gushing blood. 
 
 4 O God! 'tis finish'd now! 
 The mortal pang is past ! 
 
 By faith his head we see him bow, 
 
 And hear him breathe his last ! 
 
 We too with him are dead, 
 
 And shall with him arise, 
 The cross on which he bows his head. 
 
 Shall lift us to the skies. 
 
 281. L. M. 
 
 FOR THE SAME OCCASION. 
 
 The Saviour bows his head and dies, 
 Our sins had nail'd him to the tree ; 
 
 The awful shock rends earth and skies, 
 And rocks declare his agony. 
 
 2 To a cold cavern in the ground, 
 
 Now see his sacred body borne ; 
 The seal is set, the watch around, 
 The saints retire to weep and mourn, 
 
 3 He's slain ! and all their hopes are gone : 
 
 But while they reason, and are sad, 
 In breaking bread their Lord is known : 
 Immortal glory crowns his head. 
 
4 For lo! again, the earth he shook ! 
 And rose triumphant from the tomb ; 
 
 The iron bands of death he broke, 
 To make his free salvation known. 
 
 5 Come trusting, leaning on his word ; 
 The faithful find his promise true ; 
 
 Behold the all redeeming Lord ! 
 Gone to prepare a place for you. 
 
 282. p. m. 
 
 FOR THE SAME OCCASION. 
 
 See the Lord of Glory dying, 
 See him gasping, hear him crying, 
 
 See his burden'd bosom heave : 
 Look, ye sinners, ye that hung him, 
 Look how deep your sins have stung him. 
 
 Dying sinners look and live. 
 
 2 Glory be to him who gave us, 
 Freely gave his Son to save us, 
 
 Glory to the Son who came : 
 Honor, blessing, adoration, 
 Ever from the whole creation 
 
 Be to God and to the Lamb. 
 
 283. p. m. 
 
 Begin, my soul ! the exalted lay ; 
 Let each enraptured thought obey, 
 And praise the Almighty's name ; 
 19 
 
Let lieav'n, and earth, and seas, and skies, 
 In one melodious concert rise, 
 To swell the inspiring theme. 
 
 2 Thou heaven of heavens, his vast abode, 
 Ye clouds proclaim your Maker, God; 
 
 Ye thunders, speak his power : 
 Lo ! on the lightning's gleamy wing 
 In triumph rides the eternal King ; 
 
 The astonished worlds adore. 
 
 3 Ye deeps, whose roaring billows rise 
 To join the thunder of the skies, 
 
 Praise him, who bids you roll ; 
 His praise in softer notes declare, 
 Each whispering breeze of yielding air, 
 
 And breathe it to the soul. 
 
 4 Wake, all ye soaring tribes, and sing ; 
 Ye cheerful warblers of the spring, 
 
 Harmonious anthems raise 
 To him, who shap'd your finer mould, 
 Who tipp'd your glitt'ring wings with gold, 
 
 And tun'd your voice to praise. 
 
 5 Let man — by nobler passions swayed — 
 The feeling heart, the judging head, 
 
 In heav'nly praise employ ; 
 Spread the Creator's name around, 
 Till heaven's broad arch ring back the sound. 
 
 The general burst of joy. 
 
 284. c. m. 
 
 Joy to the world, the Lord is come ! 
 The long-predicted King; 
 
Let every heart prepare him room, 
 And heaven and nature sing. 
 
 2 Joy to the earth ; the Saviour reigns ! 
 
 Let men their songs employ ; 
 While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains. 
 Repeat the sounding joy. 
 
 3 No more let sins and sorrows grow, 
 
 Nor thorns infest the ground ; 
 He comes to make his blessings flow, 
 To earth's remotest bound. 
 
 4 Thus God displays his truth and grace, 
 
 And makes the nations prove 
 The glories of his righteousness, 
 And wonders of his love. 
 
 285. p. m. 
 
 Lift your voice, and joyful sing 
 Praises to your heavenly King ; 
 For his mercies far extend, 
 And his bounty knows no end. 
 
 2 Honour pay to heaven's high Lord, 
 And his wondrous deeds record ; 
 Through the various realms of earth, 
 Praise him all of human birth. 
 
 3 Him, whose wisdom thron'd on high, 
 Built the mansions of the sky; 
 
 And the orbs that gild the pole 
 Bade through boundless ether roll. 
 
4 Him, who o'er this earthly ball, 
 Looks with equal eye on all, 
 And to every thing which lives, 
 Rich supplies of blessings gives. 
 
 5 To the great eternal King 
 
 Raise your voice, and joyful sing; 
 For his mercies wide extend, 
 And his bounty knows no end. 
 
 286. p. m. 
 
 My God ! all nature owns thy sway ; 
 Thou giv'st the night and thou the day : 
 "When all thy lov'd creation wakes, 
 When morning, rich in lustre, breaks, 
 And bathes in dew the opening flower, 
 To thee we owe her fragrant hour : 
 And when she pours her choral song, 
 Her melodies to thee belong. 
 
 2 Or, when in paler tints array'd, 
 The evening slowly spreads her shade ; 
 That soothing shade, that grateful gloom, 
 Can more than day's enlivening bloom, 
 Still every fond and vain desire, 
 
 And calmer, purer thoughts inspire ; 
 From earth the pensive spirit free, 
 And lead the soften'd heart to thee. 
 
 3 In every scene thy hands have dress'd, 
 In every form by thee impress'd, 
 Upon the mountain's awful head, 
 
 Or where the sheltering woods are spread ; 
 
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 In every note that swells the gale, 
 Or tuneful stream that cheers the vale, 
 A cavern's depth, or echoing grove, 
 A voice is heard of praise and love. 
 
 4 As o'er thy works the seasons roll, 
 And soothe with change of bliss the soul, 
 O never may their smiling train 
 Pass o'er the human sense in vain ! 
 But oft, as on their charms we gaze, 
 Attune the wond'ring soul to praise; 
 And be the joys that most we prize, 
 The joys that from thy favour rise. 
 
 287. s. m. 
 
 O bless the Lord, our souls ! 
 
 Let all within us join, 
 And aid our tongues to bless his name. 
 
 Whose favours are divine. 
 
 2 O bless the Lord, our souls ! 
 
 Nor let his mercies lie 
 Forgotten in unthankfulness, 
 And without praises die. 
 
 3 'Tis he forgives our sins, 
 
 'Tis he relieves our pain ; 
 'Tis he that heals our sicknesses, 
 And gives us strength again. 
 
 He crowns our lives with love, 
 When rescued from the grave ; 
 
 Me, who redeems our souls from death. 
 From every ill can save. 
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5 He fills the poor with good ; 
 
 He gives the sufferers rest; 
 The Lord hath judgments for the proud. 
 And mercy for the oppress'd. 
 
 6 His wondrous works and ways 
 
 He made by Moses known; 
 But sent the world his truth and grace 
 By his beloved Son. 
 
 288. p. m. 
 
 O sing to the Lord a new song; 
 
 Let the universe join in the strain; 
 Each day the glad tribute prolong, 
 
 His wonders, his glory maintain. 
 Let gratitude bless the kind power 
 
 From whom our salvation descends ; 
 How great is the God we adore ! 
 
 How rich are the blessings he sends ! 
 
 2 In the beauty of holiness bow: 
 
 O worship with fear and with love! 
 How solemn his temples below ! 
 
 How glorious his presence above ! 
 Proclaim to the nations around, 
 
 Our God, the omnipotent, reigns, 
 Whose righteousness space cannot bound, 
 
 Whose purpose unalter'd remains : 
 
 3 O let the wide heavens rejoice, 
 
 The earth with her myriads be glad ! 
 The ocean shall join its loud voice, 
 And the woods in rich verdure be clad : 
 
Rejoice ! for the Lord is at hand : 
 Prepare ! for his judgment is nigh : 
 
 Before him all nations shall stand ; 
 No guilt from his justice can fly. 
 
 289. l.m. 
 
 Sing to the Lord, who loud proclaims 
 His various and his saving names; 
 O may they not be heard alone, 
 But by our sure experience known ! 
 
 2 Let great Jehovah be adored, 
 The eternal all sufficient Lord ; 
 
 He, through the world, Most High confess'd, 
 By whom 'twas form'd, and is possessed. 
 
 3 Awake, our noblest powers, to bless 
 The God of Abram, God of peace ; 
 Now by a dearer title known, 
 Father and God of Christ his Son. 
 
 4 Through every age his gracious ear 
 Is open to his servant's prayer ; 
 
 Nor can one humble soul complain 
 That it hath sought its God in vain. 
 
 5 What unbelieving heart shall dare 
 In whispers to suggest a fear, 
 While still he owns his ancient name ? 
 The same his power, his love the same ! 
 
 6 To thee our souls in faith arise, 
 To thee we lift expecting eyes, 
 And boldly through the desert tread ; 
 For God will guard where God shall lead. 
 
290. c. m. 
 
 With reverence let the saints appear, 
 
 And bow before the Lord, 
 Mis high commands with reverence hear, 
 
 And own his sovereign word. 
 
 2 Heaven, earth, and sea, confess his hand 
 He bids the vapours rise ; 
 
 And wind, and storms, at his command, 
 Sweep through the sounding skies. 
 
 3 His voice can raging winds controul, 
 And rule the boisterous deep ; 
 
 He bids the sleeping billows roll, 
 The rolling billows sleep. 
 
 4 The northern pole and southern rest 
 On his supporting hand ; 
 
 Darkness and day, from east to west 
 Move round at his command. 
 
 5 Justice and judgment are his throne, 
 Yet boundless is his grace ; 
 
 While truth and mercy, join'd in one, 
 Invite us near his face. 
 
 291. cm. 
 
 How happy every child of grace, 
 Who knows his sins forgiven ! 
 
 This earth he cries, is not my place, 
 I seek my place in heaven : 
 
 A country far from mortal sight, 
 Yet O ! by faith I see 
 
The land of rest, the saint's delight, 
 The heaven prepared for me. 
 
 2 O what a blessed hope is ours ! 
 While here on earth we stay, 
 
 We more than taste the heav'nly pow'rs, 
 
 And antedate that day : 
 We feel the resurrection near, 
 
 Our life in Christ conceal'd, 
 And with his glorious presence here 
 
 Our earthen vessels fill'd. 
 
 3 Let endless thanks, O God ! be thine, 
 For such a bright display, 
 
 As makes a world of darkness shine 
 With beams of heavenly day. 
 
 With steadfast zeal may we pursue 
 The paths of truth and love ; 
 
 Till glory break upon our view 
 In brighter worlds above. 
 
 292. p. m. 
 
 Children of the heavenly King, 
 As we journey let us sing ; 
 Sing our Saviour's worthy praise, 
 Glorious in his works and ways ! 
 
 2 We are trav'lling home to God, 
 In the way the fathers trod ; 
 They are happy now, and we 
 Soon their happiness shall see. 
 
 3 O ye banish'd seed be glad, 
 Christ our Advocate is made ; 
 
Us to save, our flesh assumes, 
 Brother to our souls becomes. 
 
 4 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand 
 On the borders of our lam) ; 
 Jesus Christ, our Father's Son, 
 Bids us undismay'd go on. 
 
 5 Lord ! obediently we'll go, 
 Gladly leaving all below : 
 Only thou our leader be, 
 And we still will follow thee ! 
 
 293. l. m. 
 
 God of my life, whose gracious power, 
 Thro' various deaths my soul hath led, 
 
 Or turn'd aside the fatal hour, 
 Or lifted up my sinking head ! 
 
 2 In all my ways thy hand I own, 
 Thy ruling providence I see ; 
 
 Assist me still my course to run, 
 And still direct my paths to thee. 
 
 3 Whither, O whither should I fly, 
 But to my loving Saviour's breast ; 
 
 Secure within thine arms to lie, 
 And safe beneath thy wings to rest ; 
 
 4 I have no skill the snare to shun, 
 But thou, O Christ ! my wisdom art : 
 
 I ever into ruin run, 
 
 But thou art greater than my heart. 
 
6 Foolish, and impotent, and blind, 
 Lead me a way I have not known ; 
 
 Bring me where I my heaven may find. 
 The heaven of loving thee alone. 
 
 $ Enlarge my heart to make thee room : 
 Enter, and in me ever stay : 
 
 The crooked then shall straight become. 
 The darkness shall be lost in day ! 
 
 294. p. m. 
 
 The Lord my pasture shall prepare. 
 And feed me with a shepherd's care ; 
 His presence shall my wants supply. 
 And guard me with a watchful eye. 
 My noon-day walks he shall attend. 
 And all my midnight hours defend. 
 
 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, 
 Or on the thirsty mountain pant, 
 To fertile vales and dewy meads, 
 My weary wand'ring steps he leads, 
 
 i Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, 
 Amid the verdant landscape flow. 
 
 3 Though in the paths of death I tread, 
 With gloomy horrors overspread, 
 
 I My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, 
 For thou, () Lord, art with me still ; 
 Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, 
 And guide me thro* the dreadful shade. 
 
4 Though in a bare and rugged way, 
 Through devious lonely wilds I stray, 
 Thy bounty shall my pains beguile : 
 The barren wilderness shall smile, 
 With sudden greens and ht rbage crown'd. 
 And streams shall murmur all around. 
 
 295. l.m. 
 
 Away, my unbelieving fear! 
 
 Fear shall in me no more have place 
 My Saviour doth not yet appear, 
 
 He hides the brightness of his face ; 
 But shall 1 therefore let him go, 
 
 And basely to the tempter yield ? 
 No, in the strength of Jesus, no, 
 
 I never will give up my shield. 
 
 2 Although the vine its fruit deny, 
 
 Although the olive yield no oil, 
 The with'ring fig-trees droop and die, 
 
 The fields elude the tiller's toil, 
 The empty stall no herd afford, 
 
 And perish all the bleating race, 
 Yet will I triumph in the Lord ; 
 
 The God of my salvation praise. 
 
 3 Barren although my soul remain, 
 
 And no one bud of grace appear; 
 No fruit of all my toil and pain, 
 
 But sin and only sin is here ; 
 Although my gifts and comforts lost, 
 
 My blooming hopes cut off I see ; 
 Yet will I in my Saviour trust, 
 
 And glory that he died for me. 
 
4 In hope, believing against hope, 
 
 Jesus, my Lord, my God, 1 claim, 
 Jesus, my strength, shall lift me up, , 
 
 Salvation is in Jesu's name: 
 To me he soon shall bri'ig it nigh, 
 
 My soul shall then outstrip the wind ; 
 On wings of love mount up on high, 
 
 And leave the world and sin behind. 
 
 296. l. m. 
 
 Peace, troubled soul, thou need'st not fear! 
 Thy great Provider still is near; 
 Who Fed thee last, will feed thee still, 
 iBe calm, and sink into his will. 
 
 2 The Lord, who built the earth and sky, 
 In mercy stoops to hear thy cry ; 
 
 His promise all may freely claim, 
 "Ask and receive in Jesu's name/*' 
 
 3 His stores are open all, and free 
 To such as truly upright be ; 
 Water and bread he'll give for food, 
 With all things else which he sees good. 
 
 4 Your sacred hairs, which are so small, 
 By God himself are number' d all; 
 This truth he's publish'd all abroad, 
 That men may learn to trust the Lord. 
 
 5 The ravens daily he doth feed, 
 
 And sends them food as they have need; 
 Although they nothing have in store, 
 Yet as they lack he gives them more, 
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298. c. m. 
 
 Jesus, great Shepherd of the sheep, 
 To thee for help we fly : 
 
 Thy little flock in safety keep, 
 For O, the wolf is nigh. 
 
 2 He comes, of hellish malice full, 
 
 To scatter, tear, and slay ; 
 He seizes ev'ry straggling soul, 
 As his own lawful prey. 
 
 3 Us into thy protection take, 
 
 And gather with thine arm ; 
 
 Unless the fold we first forsake, 
 
 The wolf can never harm. 
 
 4 We laugh to scorn his cruel pow'r, 
 
 While by our shepherd's side; 
 The sheep he never can devour, 
 Unless he first divide. 
 
 5 O do not suffer him to part 
 
 The souls that here agree ! 
 But make us of one mind and heart, 
 And keep us one in thee ! 
 
 6 Together let us sweetly live, 
 
 Together let us die ; 
 And each a starry crown receive. 
 And reign above the sky. 
 
 299. c. m. 
 
 Am I a soldier of the cross, 
 A foll'wer of the Lamb . ? 
 
And shall I fear to own his cause. 
 Or blush to speak his name ? 
 
 2 Must I be carried to the skies 
 
 On flow'ry beds of ease ; 
 While others fought to win the prize, 
 And saiPd through bloody seas. 
 
 3 Are there no foes for me to face ? 
 
 Must I not stem the flood ? 
 Is this vile world a friend to grace. 
 To help me on to God ? 
 
 4 Sure I must fight if I would reign ; 
 
 Increase my courage Lord ; 
 I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, 
 Supported by thy word. 
 
 & Thy saints in all this glorious war, 
 Shall conquer, though they die ; 
 They see the triumph from afar, 
 And seize it with their eye. 
 
 6 When that illustrious day shall rise, 
 And all thy armies shine 
 In robes of vict'ry through the skies, 
 The glory shall be thine. 
 
 300. c. m. 
 
 When I can read my title clear 
 To mansions in the skies, 
 
 I'll bid farewell to ev'ry fear, 
 And wipe my weeping eyes : 
 20* 
 
2 Should earth against my soul engage, 
 
 And fiery darts be hurl'd, 
 Then I can smile at Satan's rage, 
 And face a frowning world. 
 
 3 Let cares, like a wild deluge come, 
 
 Let storms of sorrow fall ; 
 So I but safely reach my home, 
 My God, my heav'n, my all. 
 
 4 There I shall bathe my weary soul 
 
 In seas of heav'nly rest, 
 And not a wave of trouble roll 
 Across my peaceful breast. 
 
 301. L. M. 
 
 Of him who did salvation bring, 
 
 1 could for ever think and sing ; 
 Arise, ye guilty, he'll forgive ; 
 Arise, ye needy, he'll relieve. 
 
 2 Ask but his grace, and lo, 'tis giv'n ; 
 Ask, and he turns your hell to beav'ii ; 
 Though sin and sorrow wound my soul, 
 Jesus, thy balm will make it whole. 
 
 3 To shame our sins he blush'd in blood, 
 He clos'd his eyes to show us God ; 
 
 Let all the world fall down and know, 
 That none but God such love can show. 
 
 4 'Tis thee I ]ove, for thee alone 
 
 I shed my tears, and make mj moan ! 
 Where'er I am, where'er I move, 
 T meet the object of my love. 
 
5 Insatiate to this spring I fly ; 
 
 1 drink, and yet am ever dry ; 
 
 Ah ! who against thy char:; s is proof? 
 Ah ! who that loves can love enough ? 
 
 302. l. m. 
 
 He dies, the Friend of sinners dies ! 
 
 Lo ! Salem's daughters w r eep around ; 
 A solemn darkness veils the skies ! 
 
 A sudden trembling shakes the ground ! 
 Come, saints, and drop a tear or two 
 
 For him who groan'd beneath your load : 
 He shed a thousand drops for you, 
 
 A thousand drops of richer blood. 
 
 2 Here's love and grief beyond degree, 
 The Lord of glory dies for man ! 
 
 But lo ! what sudden joys we see ', 
 
 Jesus, the dead, revives again I 
 The rising God Forsakes the tomb ; 
 
 (In vain the tomb forbids his rise) 
 Cherubic lrgions guard him home, 
 
 And show him welcome to the skies. 
 
 3 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell 
 How high your great Deliverer reigns : 
 
 Sing how he spoil'd the hosts of hell, 
 And led the monster death in chains! 
 
 Say. " Live for ever, wond'rous King J" 
 " Born to redeem, and strong to save !" 
 
 Then ask the monster, " Where's thy sting ? 
 And where's thy vict'ry boasting grave r" 
 
303. c. m. 
 
 Plung'd in a gulf of dark despair, 
 
 We wretched sinners lay, 
 Without one cheering beam of hope, 
 
 Or spark of glimm'ring day. 
 
 2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace 
 
 Beheld our helpless grief: 
 He saw, and (O amazing love !) 
 He ran to our relief. 
 
 3 Down from the shining seats above, 
 
 With joyful haste he fled : 
 Enter'd the grave in mortal flesh, 
 And dwelt among the dead. 
 
 4 O ! for this love let rocks and hills 
 
 Their lasting silence break, 
 And all harmonious human tongues 
 The Saviour's praises speak. 
 
 5 Angels,.assist our mighty joys, 
 
 Strike all your harps of gold : 
 But when you raise your highest notes, 
 His love can ne'er be told. 
 
 304. c. m. 
 
 Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed r 
 And did my Sov'reign die ? 
 
 Would he devote that sacred head 
 For such a worm as I ? 
 
2 Was it for crimes that I have done 
 
 He groan'd upon the tree . ? 
 Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! 
 And love beyond degree ! 
 
 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, 
 
 And shut his glories in ; 
 When Christ, the mighty Maker, died 
 For man the creature's sin. 
 
 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face, 
 
 While his dear cross appears; 
 
 Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, 
 
 And melt mine eyes to tears. 
 
 5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 
 
 The debt of love I owe : 
 Here, Lord, I give myself away ; 
 'Tis all that I can do. 
 
 305. s. m. 
 
 And are we yet alive ? 
 
 And see each other's face ? 
 Glory and praise to Jesus give. 
 For his redeeming grace ? 
 Preserv'd by pow'r divine, 
 To feel salvation here, 
 Again in Jesus' praise we join, 
 And in his sight appear. 
 
 2 What troubles have we seen ! 
 What conflicts have we past ! 
 Fightings without and fears within, 
 Since we assembled last ; 
 
But out of all the Lord 
 
 Hath brought us by his love ; 
 And still he doth his help afford, 
 
 And hide our life above. 
 
 Then let us make our boast 
 
 Of his redeeming pow'r, 
 Which saves us to the uttermost, 
 Till we shall sin no more. 
 Let us take up the cross, 
 
 Till we the crown obtain, 
 And gladly reckon all things loss, 
 So we but Jesus gain. 
 
 306. p. m. 
 
 Come away to the skies ! 
 
 My beloved, arise, 
 And rejoice in the day thou wast born : 
 
 On this festival day 
 
 Come exulting away, 
 And with singing to Zion return. 
 
 We have laid up our love 
 
 And our treasure above, 
 Though our bodies continue below ; 
 
 The redeem'd of the Lord, 
 
 We remember his word, 
 And with singing to paradise go. 
 
 For thy glory we are 
 Created to share 
 Both the nature and kingdom divine ! 
 
Created again, 
 That our souls may remain 
 In time and eternity thine. 
 
 With thanks we approve 
 
 The design of thy love, 
 Which hath jo-n'd us in Jesus' name; 
 
 So united in heart, 
 
 That we never can part, 
 Till we meet at the feast of the Lamb. 
 
 Hallelujih we sing 
 
 To our Father and King, 
 And his rapturous praises repeat ; 
 
 To the Lamb that was slain 
 
 Hallelujah again, 
 Sing all heaven, and fall at his feet. 
 
 In assuraace of hope 
 
 We to Jesus look up, 
 Till his banner unfurl'd in the air: 
 
 From our graves we shall see, 
 
 And cry out, " It is he !" 
 And fly up 10 acknowledge him there, 
 
 307, 
 
 P.M. 
 
 Come, let us ascend, 
 
 My companion and friend, 
 To a taste of the banquet above ! 
 
 If thy heart be as mine, 
 
 If for Jesus it pine, 
 Come up into the chariot of love. 
 
Who in Jesus confide, 
 
 We are bold to outride 
 The storms of affliction beneath ! 
 
 With the prophet we soar 
 
 To the heavenly shore, 
 And outfly all the arrows of death, 
 
 By faith we are come 
 
 To our permanent home, 
 By hope we the rapture improve: 
 
 By love we still rise, 
 
 And look down on the skies, 
 For the heaven of heavens is Iovr. 
 
 Who on earth can conceive 
 
 How happy we live 
 In the palace of God the great King ' 
 
 What a concert of praise, 
 
 When our Jesus' grace 
 The whole heavenly company sng ! 
 
 Hallelujah, they cry, 
 
 To the King of the sky, 
 To the great everlasting I AM ; 
 
 To the Lamb that was slain, 
 
 And liveth again, 
 Hallelujah to God and the Lamk 
 
 Our foreheads proclaim 
 
 His ineffable name ; 
 Our bodies his glory display; 
 
 And day without night, 
 
 We feast in his sight, 
 And eterniiv seems as a dnv 1 
 
308. c. m. 
 
 Try us, O God, and search the ground 
 
 Of ev'ry sinful heart ; 
 Whate'er of sin in us is found, 
 
 O bid it all depart ! 
 
 When to the right or left we stray, 
 
 Leave us not comfortless ; 
 But guide our feet into the way 
 
 Of everlasting peace. 
 
 Help us to help each other, Lord, 
 
 Each other's cross to bear ; 
 Let each his friendly aid afford, 
 
 And feel his brother's care. 
 
 Help us to build each other up, 
 
 Our little stock improve; 
 Increase our faith, confirm our hope ? 
 
 And perfect us in love. 
 
 Up into thee, our living Head, 
 
 Let us in all things grow; 
 Till thou hast made us free indeed, 
 
 And spotless here below. 
 
 Then, when the mighty work is wrought. 
 
 Receive thy ready bride ; 
 Give us in heav'n a happy lot 
 
 With all the sanctified. 
 
 309. p. m. 
 
 Thou God of truth and love, 
 We seek thy perfect way, 
 
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Ready thy choice t' approve, 
 Thy providence t 9 obey ; 
 Enter into thy wise design, 
 And sweetly lose our will in thine. 
 
 Why hast thou cast our lot 
 
 In this same age and place ? 
 And why together brought 
 To see each other's face ; 
 To join with softest sympathy, 
 And mix our friendly souls in thee ? 
 
 Didst thou not make us one, 
 
 That we might one remain, 
 Together travel on, 
 
 And bear each other's pain ; 
 Till all thy utmost goodness prove, 
 And rise renew'd in perfect love ? 
 
 Surely thou didst unite 
 
 Our kindred spirits here. 
 That all hereafter might 
 Before thy throne appear; 
 Meet at the marriage of the Lamb, 
 And all thy glorious love proclaim. 
 
 Then let us ever bear 
 
 The blessed end in view, 
 And join with mutual care, 
 To fight our passage through ! 
 And kindly help each other on, 
 Till all receive a starry crown. 
 
 O may the Spirit seal 
 Our souls unto that dav ! 
 
With all thy fulness fill, 
 And then transport away ! 
 Away to our eternal rest, 
 Away to our Redeemer's breast. 
 
 310. p. m. 
 
 Father of our dying Lord, 
 
 Remember us for good ; 
 O fulfil his faithful word, 
 
 And hear his speaking blood! 
 Give us that for which he prays ; 
 
 Father, glorify thy Son ; 
 Show his truth, and pow'r, and grace, 
 
 And send the promise down. 
 
 2 True and faithful Witness, thou, 
 
 O Chris', the Spirit give ; 
 Hast thou not receiv'd him now, 
 
 That we might now receive ? 
 Art thou not our living head? 
 
 Life to all thy limbs impart; 
 Shed thy love, thy Spirit shed, 
 
 In ev'ry waiting heart. 
 
 3 Holy Ghost, the Comforter, 
 
 The gift of Jesus, come ; 
 Glow our hearts to find thee near, 
 
 And swell to make thee room. 
 • Present with us thee we feel, 
 
 Come, O come, and in us be ! 
 With us, in us, live and dwejl 
 
 To all eternitv. 
 
311. P M 
 
 Jesus, Lord, we look to thee, 
 Let us in thy name agree ; 
 Show thyself the Prince of peace : 
 Bid our jars for ever cease. 
 
 2 By thy reconciling love, 
 Ev'ry stumbling-block remove; 
 Each to each unite, endear ; 
 Come and spread thy banner here. 
 
 3 Mike us of one heart and mind, 
 Courteous, pitiful, and kind ; 
 Lowly, meek in thought and word* 
 Altogether like our Lord. 
 
 4 Let us each for other care, 
 E*ch the other's burden bear; 
 To thy church the pattern give ; 
 Show how true believers live. 
 
 5 Free from anger and from pride, 
 Let us thus in God abide, 
 
 All the depths of love express, 
 All the heights of holiness. 
 
 6 Let us then with joy remove 
 To thy family above ; 
 
 Od the wings of angels fly ; 
 Show how true believers die. 
 
312. c. m. 
 
 LOVE FEAST. 
 
 Jesus, united by thy grace. 
 
 And each to each endear'd ; 
 With confidence we seek thy face, 
 
 And know our pray'r is heard. 
 
 2 Still let us own our common Lord, 
 
 And bear thine easy yoke; 
 
 A band of love, a threefold cord, 
 
 Which never can be broke. 
 
 3 Make us into one spirit drink : 
 
 Baptize into thy name ; 
 And let us always kindly think, 
 And sweetly speak the same. 
 
 4 To thee inseparably join'd, 
 
 Let all our spirits cleave : 
 
 O may we all the loving mind 
 
 That was in thee receive ! 
 
 5 This is the bond of perfectness, 
 
 Thy spotless charity : 
 O let us still, we pray, possess 
 The mind that was in thee ! 
 
 6 Grant this, and then from all below 
 
 Insensibly remove; 
 Our souls their change shall scarcely know, 
 Made perfect first in love. 
 
 7 With ease our souls thro' death shall glide 
 
 Into their paradise, 
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And thence on wings of angels ride 
 Triumphant through the skies. 
 
 8 Yet, when the fullest joy is giv'n. 
 The same delight we prove : 
 In earth, in paradise, in heavy. 
 Our AH in All is love. 
 
 313. p m 
 
 LOVE FEAST. 
 
 Come, and let us sweetly join, 
 Christ to praise in hymns divine ; 
 Give we all with one accord, 
 Glory to our common Lord : 
 Hands, and hearts, and voices raise. 
 Sing as in the ancient days ; 
 Antedate the joys above, 
 Celebrate the feast of love. 
 
 2 Strive we, in affection strive ! 
 Let the purer flame revive ; 
 Such as in the martyrs glow'd, 
 Dying champions for their God : 
 We like them may live and love, 
 Call'd we are their joys to prove : 
 Sav'd with them from future wrath, 
 Partners of like precious faith. 
 
 3 Sing we then in Jesu's name, 
 Now as yesterday the same, 
 One in every time and place, 
 Full for all of truth and grace : 
 
We for Christ our Master stand, 
 Lights in a benighted land ; 
 We our dying Lord confess : 
 We are Jesu's witnesses. 
 
 Witnesses that Christ hath died ; 
 We with him are crucified : 
 Christ hath burst the bands of death 
 We his quick'ning Spirit breathe : 
 Christ is now gone up on high ; 
 Thither all our wishes fly ; 
 Sits at God's right hand above ; 
 There with him we reign in love. 
 
 314. p. m. 
 
 LOVE FEAST. 
 
 Come, thou high and lofty Lord ; 
 Lowly, meek, incarnate Word ; 
 Humbly stoop to earth again; 
 Come and visit abject man ! 
 Jesus, dear expected guest, 
 Thou art bidden to the feast! 
 For thyself our hearts prepare ; 
 Come, and sit, and banquet here. 
 
 Jesus, we thy promise claim, 
 We are met in thy great name : 
 In the midst do thou appear, 
 Manifest thy presence here ! 
 Sanctify us, Lord, and bless, 
 Breathe thy Spirit, give thy peace ; 
 Thou thyself within us move ! 
 Make our feast a feast of love. 
 
3 Let the fruits of grace abound ; 
 Let in us thy bowels sound ; 
 Faith, and love, and joy increase, 
 Temperance and gentleness; 
 Plant in us thy humble mind, 
 Patient, pitiful, and kind : 
 Meek and lowly let us be, 
 
 Full of goodness, full of thee. 
 
 4 Make us all in thee complete : 
 Make us all for glory meet ; 
 Meet t' appear before thy sight, 
 Partners with the saints in light : 
 Call, O call us each by name, 
 To the marriage of the Lamb : 
 Let us lean upon thy breast ; 
 Love be there our endless feast. 
 
 315. c. m. 
 
 Come, let us use the grace divine, 
 
 And all with one accord, 
 In a perpetual cov'nant join 
 
 Ourselves to Christ the Lord. 
 
 2 Give up ourselves, through Jesus' pow'r, 
 
 Iftis name to glorify; 
 And promise in this sacred hour 
 For God to live and die. 
 
 3 The cov'nant we this moment make 
 
 Be ever kept in mind ; 
 We will no more our God forsake. 
 Nor cast his word behind, 
 
4 We never will throw off his fear, 
 
 Who hears our solemn vow ; 
 And if thou art well pleas'd to hear, 
 Come down and meet us now. 
 
 5 To each the cov'nant blood apply, 
 
 Which takes our sins away ; 
 And register our names on high, 
 And keep us to that day. 
 
 316. L.M. 
 
 Jesus attend, thyself reveal ! 
 
 Are we not met in thy great name ? 
 Thee in the midst we wait to feel, 
 
 We wait to catch the spreading flame. 
 
 2 Thou God, that answerest by fire, 
 
 The spirit of burning now impart 5 
 And let the flame of pure desire 
 Rise from the altar of each heart. 
 
 3 Truly our fellowship below 
 
 With thee and with the Father is; 
 In thee eternal life we know, 
 And heav'ns unutterable bliss. 
 
 4 In part we only know thee here, 
 
 But wait thy coming from above ; 
 And we shall then behold thee near, 
 And then shall all be lost in love. 
 
317. p. m. 
 
 Except the Lord conduct the plan, 
 The hest concerted schemes are vain, 
 
 And never can succeed; 
 We spend our wretched strength for nought. 
 But it our works in thee are wrought, 
 
 They shall be blest indeed. 
 
 Lord, if thou didst thyself inspire 
 Our souls with this intense desire, 
 
 Thy goodness to proclaim ; 
 Thy glory if we now intend, 
 O let our deeds begin and end 
 
 Complete in Jesu's name ! 
 
 In Jesu's name behold we meet, 
 Far from an evil world retreat, 
 
 And all its frantic ways : 
 One only thing resolv'd to know, 
 And square our useful lives below, 
 
 By reason and by grace. 
 
 Not in the tombs we pine to dwell, 
 Nor in the dark monastic cell, 
 
 By vows and grates contin'd : 
 Freely to all ourselves we give ; 
 Constrain'd by Jesu's love to live 
 
 The servants of mankind. 
 
 Now, Jesus, now the love impart, 
 To govern each devoted heart, 
 
 And fit us for thy will ! 
 Deep founded on the truth of grace, 
 Build up thy rising church, and place 
 
 The city on the hill. 
 
G O let our love and faith abound ! 
 O let our lives to all around 
 
 With purest lustre shine ! 
 That all around our works may see, 
 And give the glory, Lord, to thee. 
 
 The heav'nly light divine. 
 
 318. P. m. ■ 
 
 Watch'd by the world's malignant eye, 
 
 Who load us with reproach and shame. 
 As servants of the Lord most high, 
 As zealous for his glorious name, 
 We ought in all his paths to move, 
 With holy fear and humble love. 
 
 2 That wisdom, Lord, on us bestow, 
 
 From ev'ry evil to depart, 
 To stop the mouth of every foe : 
 
 W T hile upright both in life and heart., 
 The proof of godly fear we give, 
 And shew them how the Christians live. 
 
 319. p. m. 
 
 All thanks to the Lamb, who gives us to meet. 
 His love we proclaim, his praises repeat: 
 We own him our Jesus, continually near, 
 To pardon and bless us, and perfect us here. 
 
 2 In him we have peace, in him we have pow'r, 
 Preserv'd by his grace, throughout the dark 
 
 hour : 
 In all our temptations, he keeps us to prove 
 His utmost salvation, his fulness of love. 
 
3 Pronounce the glad word, and bid us be free -. 
 Ah ! hast thou not, Lord, a blessing for me ? 
 The peace thou hast given, this moment impart, 
 And open thy heaven, O Love, in my heart ! 
 
 320. cm. 
 
 See, Jesus, thy disciples see : 
 
 Thy promis'd blessing give ? 
 Met in thy name, we look to thee, 
 
 Expecting to receive. 
 
 2 Thee we expect, our faithful Lord, 
 
 Who in thy name are join'd : 
 We wait according to thy word, 
 Thee in the midst to find. 
 
 3 Whom now we seek, O may we meet ! 
 
 Jesus the crucified, 
 Show us thy bleeding hands and feet, 
 Thou who for us hast died. 
 
 321. p. M 
 
 Appointed by thee, we meet in thy name. 
 And meekly agree to follow the Lamb, 
 To trace thine example, the world to disdain, 
 And constantly trample on pleasure and pain. 
 
 2 O what shall we do our Saviour to love ? 
 To make us anew, come Lord, from above ! 
 The fruit of thy passion, thy holiness give ! 
 Give us the salvation of all that believe ' 
 
3 O Jesus appear, no longer delay, 
 To sanctity here, and bear us away : 
 The end of our meeting on earth let us see, 
 Triumphantly sitting in glory with thee ! 
 
 322. c. m. 
 
 Blest be the dear uniting love 
 
 That will not let us part, 
 Our bodies may far off remove, 
 
 We still are one in heart. 
 
 2 Join'd in one spirit to our Head, 
 
 Where he appoints we go ; 
 
 And still in Jesu's footsteps tread, 
 
 And show his praise below. 
 
 3 O may we ever walk in him, 
 
 And nothing know beside, 
 Nothing desire, nothing esteem, 
 But Jesus crucified ! 
 
 4 Closer and closer let us cleave 
 
 To his belov'd embrace ; 
 Expect his fulness to receive, 
 And grace to answer grace. 
 
 5 Partakers of the Saviour's grace, 
 
 The same in mind and heart, 
 Nor joy, nor grief, nor time, nor place, 
 Nor life, nor death, can part. 
 
 6 But let us hasten to the day, 
 
 Which shall our flesh restore; 
 When death shall all be done away. 
 And bodies part no more. 
 
323. p. M. 
 
 Behold, how good a thing 
 
 It is to dwell in peace ! 
 How pleasing to our King 
 
 This fruit of righteousness : 
 When brethren all in one agree, 
 Who know the joys of unity ! 
 
 2 When all are sweetly join'd, 
 
 (True follow'rs of the Lamb,) 
 The same in heart and mind, 
 
 And think and speak the same, 
 And all in love together dwell j 
 The comfort is unspeakable. 
 
 3 Where unity takes place, 
 
 The joys of heav'n we prove : 
 This is the gospel grace, 
 
 The unction from above, 
 The Spir't on all believers shed, 
 Descending swift from Christ our Head. 
 
 4 In him when brethren join, 
 
 And follow after peace, 
 The fellowship divine 
 
 He promises to bless ; 
 He fills them with his choicest store, 
 He gives them life for evermore. 
 
 324. c. m. 
 
 All praise to our redeeming Lord, 
 Who joins us by his grace, 
 
And bids us, each to each restor'd, 
 Together seek his face. 
 
 2 He bids us build each other up, 
 
 And gather'd into one, 
 To our high calling's glorious hope, 
 We hand in hand go on. 
 
 3 The gift which he on one bestows, 
 
 We all delight to prove, 
 The grace through ev'ry vessel flows, 
 In purest streams of Jove. 
 
 4 Ev'n now we think and speak the same. 
 
 And cordially agree : 
 United all, through Jesu's name, 
 In perfect harmony. 
 
 5 We all partake the joy of one, 
 
 The common peace we feel; 
 A peace to sensual minds unknown, 
 A joy unspeakable. 
 
 6 And if our fellowship below, 
 
 In Jesus be so sweet, 
 What height of rapture shall we know, 
 When round his throne we meet ! 
 
 325. c. m, 
 
 Lo ! what an entertaining sight 
 Those friendly brethren prove, 
 
 Whose cheerful hearts in bands unite, 
 Of harmony and love ! 
 
2 Where streams of bliss, from Christ the spring, 
 
 Descend on ev'ry soul ; 
 And heav'nly peace with balmy wing 
 Shades and revives the whole. 
 
 3 'Tis pleasant as the morning dews, 
 
 That fall on Zion's hill, 
 Where God his mildest glory shows 
 And makes his grace distil. 
 
 326. p. m. 
 
 Father, at thy footstool see 
 Those who now are one in thee I 
 Draw us by thy grace alone : 
 Givf, O give us to thy Son. 
 Jesus friend of human kind, 
 Let us in thy name be join'd : 
 Each to each unite and bless, 
 Keep us still in perfect peace. 
 
 2 Heavenly, all-alluring dove, 
 Shed thy overshadowing love; 
 Love, the sealing grace impart; 
 Dwell within our single heart: 
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 Be to us what Adam lost ; 
 Let us in thine image rise ; 
 Give us back our paradise ! 
 
 327. s. m. 
 
 Blest are the sons of peace, 
 
 Whose hearts and hopes are one ! 
 
Whose kind designs to serve and pleast 
 Through all their actions run. 
 
 2 Blest is the pious house 
 
 Where zeal and friendship meet, 
 Their songs of praise, their mingled vows, 
 Make their communion sweet. 
 
 3 Thus on the heavenly hills, 
 
 The saints are blest above, 
 Where joy like morning dew distils, 
 And all the air is love. 
 
 328. p. m. 
 
 "Christ, from whom all blessings flow. 
 Perfecting the saints below, 
 Hear us, who thy nature share, 
 Who thy mystic body are, 
 Join us, in one spirit join, 
 Let us still receive of thine : 
 Still for more on thee we call, 
 Thou who fillest all in all ! 
 
 2 Move, and actuate, and guide : 
 Divers gifts to each divide : 
 Plac'd according to thy will, 
 Let us all our work fulfil, 
 Never from our office move 1 
 Needful to each other prove : 
 Let us daily growth receive, 
 More and more in Jesus live. 
 
 3 Sweetly may we all agree, 
 Touch'd with softest sympathy; 
 
Kindly for each other care; 
 Every member feel its share. 
 Many are we now and one, 
 We who Jesus have put on ; 
 Names, and sects, and parties fall \ 
 Thou, O Christ, art all in all. 
 
 329. l. m. 
 
 Our friendship sanctify and guide, 
 Unmixt with selfishness and pride ; 
 In all our intercourse below, 
 Still let us in thy footsteps go. 
 
 2 Fix on thyself our single eye ! 
 Still let us on thyself rely, 
 
 The help as from thy hand receive, 
 And still to thee all glory give. 
 
 3 Whate'er thou dost on one bestow, 
 Let each the double blessing know, 
 In comforts and in griefs agree, 
 
 And wrestle for our friends with thee. 
 
 4 Our mutual prayers accept and seal ! 
 In all, thy glorious self reveal: 
 
 Thy kingdom in our souls restore ; 
 And keep till we shall sin no more. 
 
 330. p. m. 
 
 Partners of a glorious hope, 
 Lift your hearts and voices up : 
 Jointly let us rise and sing 
 Christ, our Prophet, Priest and King 
 
While we walk with him in light, 
 God doth still our hearts unite : 
 Dearest fellowship we prove, 
 Fellowship in Jesu's love. 
 
 2 Still, O Lord, our faith increase ; 
 Cleanse from all unrighteousness: 
 Sweetly each with each combin'd, 
 In the bands of duty join'd. 
 Feel the cleansing blood applied, 
 Daily feel that Christ hath died ; 
 Every vile affection kill : 
 Root out every seed of ill. 
 
 '3 Hence may all our actions flow, 
 Love, the proof that Christ we know : 
 Mutual love the token be, 
 Lord, that we belong to thee : 
 Love, thine image, love impart, 
 Stamp it on our face and heart; 
 Only love to us be given ; 
 Lord, we ask no other heaven. 
 
 331. p. m. 
 
 Come, wisdom, power, and grace divine ! 
 Come, Jesus, in thy name to join 
 
 A happy chosen band ; 
 Who fain would prove thine utmost will, 
 And all thy righteous laws fulfil, 
 
 In love's benign command. 
 
 2 Still may we to our centre tend, 
 
 To spread thy praise our common end, 
 To help each other on; 
 
Companions through the wilderness., 
 To share a moment's pain, and seize 
 An everlasting crown. 
 
 3 O that we now the power might feel, 
 To do on earth thy blessed will, 
 
 As angels do above ! 
 In thee, the life the truth, the way, 
 To walk, and perfectly obey 
 
 Thy sweet constraining love ! 
 
 4 Jesus, fulfil our one desire, 
 
 And spread the spark of living fire 
 Through every hallow'd breast; 
 Bless with divine conformity, 
 And give us now to sink in thee, 
 Our everlasting rest. 
 
 332. s. m. 
 
 Blest be the tie that binds 
 Our hearts in Christian love ; 
 
 The fellowship of kindred minds 
 Is like to that above. 
 
 2 Before our Father's throne, 
 
 We pour our ardent prayers : 
 Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one. 
 Our comforts and our cares. 
 
 3 We share our mutual woes ; 
 
 Our mutual burdens bear; 
 And often for each other flows 
 The sympathizing tear. 
 
 4 When we asunder part, 
 
 It gives us inward pain. 
 
But we shall still be join'd in heart, 
 And hope to meet again. 
 
 This glorious hope revives 
 Our courage by the way ; 
 
 While each in expectation lives, 
 And longs to see the day. 
 
 From sorrow, toil, and pain, 
 And sin, we shall be free ; 
 
 And perfect love and friendship reign 
 Through all eternity. 
 
 333. p. m. 
 
 Jesus, accept the praise 
 That to thy name belongs; 
 
 Matter of all our praise, 
 Subject of all our songs; 
 
 Through thee we now together came^ 
 
 And part exulting in thy name. 
 
 2 In flesh we part a while, 
 
 But still in spirit join'd, 
 T' embrace the happy toil, 
 
 Thou hast to each assign'd ; 
 And while we do thy blessed will, 
 We bear our heaven about us still. 
 
 3 O let us then go on 
 
 In all thy pleasant ways, 
 And arm'd with patience, run, 
 
 With joy the appointed race ! 
 Keep us and every seeking soul, 
 Till all attain the heavenly goal. 
 
4 There we shall meet again, 
 
 When all our toils are o'er, 
 And death, and grief, and pain, 
 
 And partings are no more; 
 We shall with all our brethren rise, 
 And grasp thee in the flaming skies. 
 
 5 O happy, happy day, 
 
 That calls thine exiles home ! 
 The heavens shall pass away ; 
 
 The earth receive its doom ; 
 Earth we shall view and heaven destroy'd 
 And shout above the fiery void ! 
 
 % Then let us wait the sound 
 That shall our souls release, 
 
 And labour to be found 
 Of him in spotless peace ; 
 
 In perfect holiness renew'd, 
 
 Adorn' d with Christ, and meet for God. 
 
 334. s. m. 
 
 And let our bodies part, 
 To different climes repair; 
 
 Inseparably join'd in heart 
 The friends of Jesus are ! 
 
 2 Jesus, the corner stone, 
 
 Did first our hearts unite ! 
 And still he keeps our spirits one. 
 Who walk with him in white. 
 
3 O let us still proceed 
 
 In Jesu's work below ; 
 And foil' wing our triumphant Head, 
 To farther conquests go. 
 
 4 O let our heart and mind 
 
 Continually ascend, 
 That haven of repose to find, 
 Where all our labours end ! 
 
 5 Where all our toils are o'er, 
 
 Our surT'ring and our pain ! 
 Who meet on that eternal shore 
 Shall never part again. 
 
 335. s. m, 
 
 Beside the gospel pool, 
 
 Appointed for the poor, 
 From year to year my helpless soul 
 
 Has waited for a cure. 
 
 2 How ofteu have I seen 
 
 The healing waters move ; 
 And others round me stepping id, 
 Their efficacy prove ! 
 
 3 O, would the Lord appear 
 
 My malady to heal : 
 He knows how long I've languish'd here, 
 And what distress I feel. 
 
 4 But whither can I go ? 
 
 There is no other pool 
 Where streams of sov'reign virtue flow 
 To make a sinner whole. 
 
5 Here, then, from day to day, 
 
 I'll wait, and hope, and try ; 
 Can Jesus hear a sinner pray, 
 Yet suffer him to die ? 
 
 6 No — he is full of grace ; 
 
 He never will permit 
 A soul, that fain would see his face, 
 To perish at his feet. 
 
 336. p. m. 
 
 With my substance I will honor 
 My Redeemer, and my Lord ; 
 
 Were ten thousand worlds my manor. 
 All were nothing to his word. 
 
 2 While the heralds of salvation 
 
 His abounding grace proclaim, 
 Let his friends, of ev'ry station, 
 Gladly join to spread his fame. 
 
 3 May his kingdom be promoted, 
 
 May the world the Saviour know ; 
 Be my all to him devoted, 
 To my Lord my all I owe. 
 
 4 Praise the Saviour, all ye nations, 
 
 Praise him, all ye hosts above ; 
 Shout with joyful acclamations, 
 His divine, victorious love. 
 
337. c. m. 
 
 How sweet, how heav'nly is the sight, 
 When those who love the Lord, 
 
 In one another's peace delight, 
 And so fulfil his word ! 
 
 2 O may we feel each broiher's sigh, 
 
 And with him bear a part : 
 May sorrows flow from eye to eye, 
 And joy from heart to heart. 
 
 3 Free us from envy, scorn, and pride, 
 
 Our wishes fix above ; 
 May each his brother's failings hide, 
 And show a brother's love. 
 
 4 Let love, in one delightful stream, 
 
 Through ev'ry bosom flow ; 
 And union sweet, and dear esteem, 
 In ev'ry action glow : 
 
 5 Love is the golden chain that binds 
 
 The happy souls above ; 
 And he's an heir of.heav'n that finds 
 His bosom glow with love. 
 
 338. cm. 
 
 Lord, in thy courts we now appear. 
 And bow before thy throne : 
 
 Before our lips begin to move, 
 Our wants to thee are known. 
 23 
 
2 Thou know'st the language of the heart, 
 
 The meaning of a sigh ; 
 Dear Father, hear our humble pray'r, 
 And bring thy blessings nigh. 
 
 3 Few be our words, and short our pray'rs, 
 
 While we together meet; 
 Short duties keep religion up, 
 And make devotion sweet. 
 
 339. cm. 
 
 Thro' all the downward tracts of time, 
 God's watchful eye surveys ; 
 
 O, who so wise to choose our lot, 
 Or regulate our ways? 
 
 2 I cannot doubt his bounteous love, 
 
 Unmeasurably kind ; 
 To his unerring, gracious will, 
 Be ev'ry wish resign'd. 
 
 3 Good when he gives, supremely good, 
 
 Nor less when he denies; 
 E'en crosses from his sov'reign hand 
 Are blessings in disguise. 
 
 4 In thy fair book of life divine, 
 
 My God, inscribe my name; 
 
 There let it fill some humble place 
 
 Beneath mv Lord, the Lamb. 
 
340. p. m. 
 
 Praise to thee, thou great Creator; 
 
 Praise to thee from ev'ry tongue ; 
 Join, my soul with ev'ry creature, 
 
 Join the universal song. 
 
 J2 For ten thousand blessings giv.'n, 
 For the hope of future joy, 
 Sound his praise thro' earth and heav'n, 
 Sound Jehovah's praise on high. 
 
 341. p. m. 
 
 How happy are they 
 
 Who the Saviour obey, 
 And have laid up their treasure above. 
 
 Tongue cannot express 
 
 The sweet comfort and peace 
 Of a soul in its earliest love. 
 
 2 That comfort was mine, 
 When the favour divine 
 
 I first found in the blood of the Lamb^ 
 When my heart it believ'd, 
 What a joy I receiv'd, 
 
 What a heav'n in Jesus' name ! 
 
 3 'Twas a heav'n below, 
 My Redeemer to know ; 
 
 The angels could do nothing more 
 
 Than to fall at his feet, 
 
 And the story repeat, 
 And the Lover of sinners adore* 
 
4 Jesus all the day long 
 Was my joy and my song: 
 
 O thai all his salvation might see ! 
 He ha(h Ipv'd me, I cried, 
 He hath suffer' d and died, 
 
 To redeem such a rebel as me. 
 
 5 On the wings of his love, 
 I was carried above 
 
 All sin, and temptation, and pain; 
 I could not believe 
 That I ever should grieve, 
 
 That I ever should suffer again. 
 
 342. c. m. 
 
 for a closer walk with God, 
 A calm and heav'nly frame ; 
 
 A light to shine upon the road 
 That leads me to the Lamb. 
 
 2 Where is the blessedness I knew, 
 
 When first I saw the Lord ; 
 Where is the soul-refreshing view 
 Of Jesus and his word ? 
 
 3 What peaceful hours 1 once enjoy'd : 
 
 How sweet their mem'ry still ! 
 But they have left an aching void 
 The world can never fill. 
 
 4 Return, O holy Dove, return, 
 
 Sweet messenger of rest ; 
 
 1 hate the sins that made thee mourn, 
 
 And drove thee from my breast. 
 
5 The dearest idol I have known, 
 
 Whate'er that idol be, 
 Help me to tear it from thy throne. 
 And worship only thee. 
 
 6 So shall my walk be close with God, 
 
 Calm and serene my frame ; 
 So purer light shall mark the road 
 That leads me to the Lamb. 
 
 343. l. m. 
 
 Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive, 
 Let a repenting sinner live ; 
 Are not thy mercies large and freer" 
 May not a sinner trust in thee. 
 
 2 My crimes are great, but don't surpass 
 The pow'r and glory of thy grace ; 
 Great God, thy nature hath no bound, 
 So let thy pard'ning love be found. 
 
 3 O wash my soul from ev'ry sin ! 
 And make my guilty conscience clean ! 
 Here on my heart the burden lies, 
 And past offences pain my eyes. 
 
 4 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, 
 Whose hope, still hov'ring round thy word, 
 Would light on some sweet promise there, 
 Some sure support against despair. 
 
 23* 
 
344. p.m. 
 
 Lukewarm souls, the foe grows stronger, 
 
 See what hosts your camp surround, 
 Arm to battle ; lag no longer, 
 
 Hark ! the silver trumpets sound. 
 Wake, ye sleepers; wake, what mean you? 
 
 Sin besets you round about, 
 Up and search, the world's within you, 
 
 Slay, or chase the traitor out. 
 
 2 What enchants you ? sloth or pleasure ? 
 
 Pluck right eyes, with right hands part ; 
 Ask your conscience, where's your treasure? 
 
 For be certain, there's your heart. 
 Give the fawning foe no credit; 
 
 See the bloody flag unfurl'd, 
 That base heart, the truth hath said it, 
 
 Loves not God, that loves the world. 
 
 3 God and mammon ; O be wiser ; 
 
 Serve them both ! it cannot be ; 
 Ease in warfare, saint and miser, 
 
 These can never well agree. 
 Shun the shame of basely falling, 
 
 Cumber'd captives clogg'd with clay, 
 Prove your faith ; make sure your calling, 
 
 Wield the sword, and win the day. 
 
 4 Onward press toward perfection, 
 
 Watch and pray, and all things prove; 
 Seek to know your own election, 
 Set your heart on things above. 
 
Shun backsliding, scorn dissembling, 
 Lo! salvation near in view; 
 
 Work it out with fear and trembling ; 
 'Tis your God that works in you. 
 
 345. c. m. 
 
 Thee we adore, Eternal Name, 
 
 And humbly own to thee, 
 How feeble is our mortal frame. 
 
 Whet dying worms are we. 
 
 2 Our wssting lives grow shorter still, 
 
 As days and months increase ; 
 And every beating pulse we tell 
 Leaves but the number less. 
 
 3 Dangers stand thick thro' all the ground 
 
 To push us to the tomb ; 
 And fierce diseases wait around, 
 To hurry mortals home. 
 
 4 Great God, on what a slender thread 
 
 Hang everlasting things ! 
 Th' eternal states of all the dead 
 Upon life's feeble strings ! 
 
 5 Infinite joy or endless wo 
 
 Depends on every breath ; 
 And yet how unconcern'd we go, 
 Upon the brink of death. 
 
 6 Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sense 
 
 To walk this dang'rous road ; 
 
 And if our so Is are hurried hence, 
 
 May they be found with God. 
 
346. c. m. 
 
 When rising from the bed of death, 
 O'erwhelm'd in guilt and fear, 
 
 I view my Maker face to face, 
 O how shall I appear ! 
 
 2 If yet while pardon may be found, 
 
 And mercy may be sought, 
 My soul with inward horror shrinks, 
 And trembles at the thought. 
 
 3 When thou, O Lord, shalt stand disclos'd 
 
 In majesty severe, 
 And sit in judgment on my soul, 
 O how shall I appear ! 
 
 4 O may my broken contrite heart, 
 
 Timely my sins lament, 
 And early with repentant tears 
 Eternal wo prevent. 
 
 5 Behold the sorrows of my heart, 
 
 Ere yet it be too late ; 
 And hear my Saviour's dying groaD, 
 To give those sorrows weight. 
 
 6 For never shall my soul despair 
 
 Her pardon to secure, 
 Who knows thine only Son hath died 
 To make that pardon sure. 
 
347. s. M. 
 
 And am I born to die ? 
 To (ay this body down ? 
 And most my trembling spirit fly 
 Into a world unknown ? 
 A land of deepest shade, 
 
 Unpierc'd by human thought; 
 The dreary regions of the dead 
 Where all things are forgot. 
 
 Soon as from earth I go, 
 What will become of me ? 
 Eternal happiness or wo 
 
 Must then my portion be ! 
 
 Wak'd by the trumpet's sound, 
 
 I from my grave must rise, 
 
 And see the Judge with glory crown'd, 
 
 And see the flaming skies ! 
 
 O thou that wouldst not have 
 One wretched sinner die, 
 Who diedst thyself, my soul to save 
 From endless misery ! 
 Show me the way to shun 
 Thy dreadful wrath severe, 
 That when thou comest on thy throne^ 
 I may with joy appear. 
 
 Thou art thyself the way, 
 Thyself in me reveal ; 
 So shall I spend my life's short day 
 Obedient to thy will ; 
 
So shall 1 love my God, 
 Because he first lov'd me, 
 And praise thee in ihy bright abode. 
 To all eternity. 
 
 348. p. m. 
 
 And am I only born to die ! 
 And must I suddenly comply 
 ith nature's stern decree ? 
 Wh;it after death for me remains: 
 Celestial joys, or hellish pains, 
 To all eternity. 
 
 How then ought I on earth to live, 
 While God prolongs the kind reprieve, 
 
 And props the house of clay ; 
 My sole concern, my single care, 
 To watch, and tremble, and prepare 
 
 Against that fatal day ! 
 
 Jesus, vouchsafe a pitying ray, 
 Be thou my guide, be thou my way 
 
 To glorious happiness ! 
 Ah ! write the pardon on my heart! 
 And whensoe'er I hence depart, 
 
 Let me depart in peace. 
 
 349. p. m. 
 
 Lo ! he comes with clouds descending, 
 Once for favour'd sinners slain J 
 
Thousand thousands saints attending, 
 Swell the triumph of his train ; 
 
 Hallelujah ! 
 God appears with man to reign. 
 
 2 Ev'ry eye shall now behold him, 
 
 Rob'd iri dreadful majesty ! 
 Those who set at nought and sold him, 
 Pieic'd and nail'd him to the tree, 
 
 Deeply wailing, 
 Shall the true Messiah see. 
 
 3 The dear tokens of his passion 
 
 Still his dazzling body bears; 
 Cause of endless exultation 
 Tq his ransom'd worshippers; 
 
 With what rapture 
 Gaze we on those glorious scars ! 
 
 4 Yea, Amen! let all adore thee, 
 
 High on thine eternal throne ! 
 Saviour, take the pow'r and glory, 
 Claim the kingdom for thine own : 
 
 Jah ! Jehovah ! 
 Everlasting God, come down ! 
 
 350. c. m. 
 
 O God ! our help in ages past, 
 Our hope for years to come, 
 
 Our shelter from the stormy blast, 
 And our eternal home. 
 
2 Under the shadow of thy throne 
 
 Still may we dwell secure; I 
 Sufficient is thine arm alone, 
 And our defence is sure. / 
 
 3 Before the hills in order stood, 
 
 Or earth receiv'd her frame 
 
 From everlasting thou art Go^, 
 
 To endless years the same^ 
 
 4 A thousand ages in thy sight 
 
 Are like an ev'ning gone ; 
 Short as the watch that ends the night 
 Before the rising sun. 
 
 5 The busy tribes of flesh and blood, 
 
 With all their cares and fears, 
 Are carried downward by the flood. 
 And lost in foll'wing years. 
 
 6 Time, like an ever-rolling stream. 
 
 Bears all its sous away ; 
 They fly forgotten, as a dream 
 Dies at the op'ning day. 
 
 351. cm. 
 
 And let this feeble body fail, 
 
 And let it faint or die ; 
 My soul shall quit the mournful vale r 
 
 And soar to worlds on high : 
 Shall join the disembodied saints, 
 
 And find its long-sought rest; 
 That only bliss for which it pants 
 
 In the Redeemer's breast. 
 
2 In hope of that immortal crown, 
 
 I now the cross sustain ; 
 And gladly wander up and down, 
 
 And smile at toil and pain : 
 I suffer on my threescore years, 
 
 Till my Deliv'rer come ; 
 And wipe aw y his servant's tears, 
 
 And take his exile home. 
 
 3 O what are all my stiff' rings here, 
 
 If, Lord, thou count me meet, 
 With that enraptur'd host t' appear. 
 
 And worship at thy feet ! 
 Give joy or g.ief, give ease or pain, 
 
 Take life or friends away : 
 But let me find them all again 
 
 In that eternal day. 
 
 352. p. m. 
 
 Happy soul, thy days are ended, 
 
 All thy mourning days below ; 
 Go, by angel-guards attended, 
 
 To the sight of Jesus go. 
 Waiting to receive thy Spirit, 
 
 Lo ! the Saviour stands above ; 
 Shows the purchase of his merit, 
 
 Reaches out the crown of love. 
 
 2 Struggle through thy latest passion, 
 To thy great Redeemer's breast; 
 To his uttermost salvation, 
 To his everlasting rest, 
 
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For the joy he sets before thee, 
 
 Bear a momentary pain ; 
 Die to live a life o glory : 
 
 Suffer, with thy Lord to reign. 
 
 353. p. m. 
 
 FUNERAL. 
 
 How blest is our brother, bereft 
 
 Of all that could burden his mind ; 
 How easy the soul that has left 
 
 This wearisome body behind ! 
 Of evil incapable thou, 
 
 Whose relics with envy I see, 
 No longer in misery now, 
 
 No longer a sinner like me. 
 
 2 This earth is affected no more 
 
 With sickness, or shaken with pain ; 
 The war in the members is o'er, 
 
 And never shall vex him again : 
 No anger, henceforward, nor shame, 
 
 Shall redden this innocent clay; 
 Extinct is the animal flame, 
 
 And passion is vanish'd away. 
 
 3 This languishing head is at rest, 
 
 Its thinking and aching are o'er; 
 This quiet immoveable breast 
 
 Is heav'd by affliction no more : 
 This heart is no longer the seat 
 
 Of trouble and torturing pain ; 
 It ceases to flutter and beat, 
 
 It never shall flutter again. 
 
 
4 The lids he so seldom could close, 
 
 l>\ sorrow forbidden to sleep, 
 Seat'd up in eternal repose, 
 
 Have strangely forgotten to weep 1 
 The fountains can yield no supplies; 
 
 These hollows from water are free, 
 The tears are all wip'd from these eyes, 
 
 And evil they never shall see. 
 
 354. p. m. 
 
 Rejoice for a brother deceas'd, 
 
 Our loss is his infinite gain; 
 A soul out of prison releas'd, 
 
 And freed from its bodily chain ; 
 With songs let us follow his flight, 
 
 And mount with his spirit above; 
 Escap'd to the mansions of light, 
 
 And lodg'd in the Eden of love. 
 
 I Our brother the haven hath gain'd, 
 
 Outflying the tempest and wind ; 
 His rest he hath sooner obtain'd, 
 
 And left his companions behind, 
 Still toss'd on a sea of distress, 
 
 Hard toiling to make the blest shore, 
 "Where all is assurance and peace, 
 
 And sorrow and sin are no more. 
 
 355. p. m. 
 
 Hosanna to Jesus on high ! 
 Another has enter'd his rest; 
 
Another lias 'scap'd to the sky, 
 And lodg'd in Immanuel's breast; 
 
 The soul of our sister is gone, 
 To heighten the triumph above; 
 
 Exalted to Jesus' throne, 
 
 And clasp' d in the arms of his love. 
 
 2 Whnt fulness of rapture is there, 
 
 While Jesus his glory displays; 
 Aiid purples the heavenly air, 
 
 And scatters the odours of grace ! 
 He looks — and his servants in light, 
 
 The blessings ineffable meet: 
 He smiles — and they faint at his sight, 
 
 And fall overvvhelm'd at his feet. 
 
 3 How happy the angels that fall 
 
 Transported at Jesus' name; 
 The saints whom he soonest shall call, 
 
 To sha e in tne feast of the Lamb ! 
 No longer imprison'd in clay, 
 
 Who next from his dungeon shall fly? 
 W>:o first shall be summon'daway — 
 
 My merciful God— Is it I ? 
 
 4 O Jesus, if this be thy will, 
 
 That Suddenly I should depart; 
 Thy counsel ol mercy reveal, 
 
 And whisper the call in my heart: 
 O give me a signal to know, 
 
 If soon thou wouldst have me remove f 
 And l( ave the dull body below, 
 
 And fly to the regions above. 
 
356. p. M. 
 
 Happy who in Jesus live, 
 
 But happier still are they, 
 Who to God their spirits give, 
 
 And 'scape from earth away ; 
 Lord, thou read'st the panting heart, 
 
 Lord, thou hear'st the praying sigh 
 O 'tis hetter to depart, 
 
 'Tis hetter far to die. 
 
 2 Yet, if so thy will ordain, 
 
 For our companions' good, 
 Let us in the flesh remain, 
 
 And meekly bear the load ; 
 Till we have our grief filFd up, 
 
 Till we all our works have done. 
 Late partakers of our hope, 
 
 And sharers of thy throne. 
 
 3 To thy wise and gracious will 
 
 We quietly submit, 
 Waiting for redemption still, 
 
 But waiting at thy feet : 
 When thou wilt the blessing give, 
 
 Call us up thy face to see ; 
 Only let thy servants live, 
 
 And let us die to thee. 
 
 357. c. m. 
 
 And must I be to judgment brought, 
 
 And answer in that day, 
 For ev'ry vain and idle thought, 
 
 And ev'ry word I say ? 
 
 24* 
 
2 Yes, ev'ry secret of my heart 
 
 Shall shortly be made known ; 
 And 1 receive my just desert 
 For all that I have done. 
 
 3 How careful then ought I to live, 
 
 With that religious fear, 
 Who such a strict account must give 
 For my behaviour here ! 
 
 4 Thou awful Judge of quick and dead, 
 
 The watchful pow'r bestow ! 
 So shall 1 to my ways take heed, 
 To all 1 speak or do. 
 
 6 If now thou " standest at the door,' 1 
 
 let me feel thee near ! 
 
 And make my peace with thee, before 
 
 1 at thy bar appear. 
 
 358. l. m. 
 
 Why should we start and fear to die ! 
 
 What tim'rous worms we mortals are ) 
 Death is the gate to endless joy, 
 
 And yet we dread to enter there. 
 
 2 The pains, the groans, the dying strife* 
 Fright our approaching souls away ; 
 
 And we shrink back again to life, 
 Fond of our prison and our clay. 
 
 3 O if my Lord would come and meet, 
 
 My soul would stretch her wings in haste, 
 Fly fearless through death's iron gate, 
 Nor Feel the terrors as she past ! 
 
4 Jesus can make a dying bed 
 Feel soft as downy pillows are, 
 
 While on his breast I lean my head, 
 And breathe my life out sweetly there. 
 
 359. p. m. 
 
 Lift your heads, ye friends of Jesus, 
 Partners in his patience here, 
 
 Christ to all believers precious, 
 Lord of lords, shall soon appear : 
 
 Mark the tokens 
 Of his heav'nly kingdom near! 
 
 2 Lo ! 'tis HE ! our hearts' desire, 
 
 Come for his espous'd below, 
 Come to join us with his choir, 
 Come to make our joys o'erflow : 
 
 Palms of victory, 
 Crowns of glory to bestow. 
 
 3 Yes, the prize shall sure begiv'n, 
 
 We his open face shall see ; 
 Love, the earnest of our heav'n, 
 Love our full reward shall be ; 
 
 Love shall crown us 
 His to all eternity ! 
 
 360. p. m. 
 
 Sweet as angel notes in heaven, 
 When to golden harps they sound, 
 
 Is the voice of sins forgiven, 
 To the soul by Satan bound. 
 
2 Sweet as angel harps in glory, 
 Was that heav'nly voice to me, 
 When 1 saw my Lord before me 
 Bleed and die to set me free ! 
 
 > Saints, attend with holy wonder! 
 Sinners, hear and sing his praise ! 
 'Tis the God that holds the thunder 
 Shows himself the God of grace ! 
 
 361. c. m. 
 
 FOR A MINISTER. 
 
 I\ow let our drooping hearts revive, 
 
 And all our tears be dry ;: 
 Why should those eyes be drown'd in grief, 
 
 Which view a Saviour nigh ? 
 
 2 What tbo' the arm of conqu'ring death 
 
 Does God's own house invade ? 
 Whattho' the prophet and the priest 
 Be number'd with the dead? 
 
 3 Tho' earthly shepherds dwell in dust — 
 
 The aged and the young — 
 The watchful eye in darkness clos'd, 
 And mute th' instructive tongue : 
 
 4 Th' eternal Shepherd still survives, 
 
 New comfort to impart; 
 His eye still guides us, and his voice 
 Still animates our heait. 
 
 5 "Lo, I am with you," saith the Lord, 
 
 " My church shall safe abide ; 
 
 " For I will ne'er forsake my own, 
 
 " Whose souls in me confide." 
 
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6 Through ev'ry scene of life and death, 
 This promise is our trust: 
 And this shall be our children's song. 
 When we are cold in dust. 
 
 362. c. m. 
 
 Sing to the great Jehovah's praise ! 
 
 All praise to him belongs : 
 Who kindly lengthens out our days 
 
 Demands our choicest songs : 
 His providence has brought us through 
 
 Another various year ; 
 We all with vows, and anthems new 
 
 Before our God appear. 
 
 2 Father, thy mercies past we own, 
 
 Thy still continued care : 
 To thee presenting through thy Son f 
 
 Whate'er we have or are : 
 Our lips and life shall gladly show 
 
 The wonders of thy love, 
 While on in Jesu's steps we go 
 
 To seek thy face above. 
 
 3 Our residue of days or hours, 
 
 Thine, wholly thine shall be ; 
 And all our consecrated pow'rs 
 
 A sacrifice to thee ; 
 Till Jesus in the clouds appear, 
 
 To saints, on earth forgiv'n, 
 And bring the grand sabbatic year, 
 
 The Jubilee of heav'n. 
 
363. s. m. 
 
 A peace on earth he brings, 
 Which never more shall end : 
 The Lord of hosts, the King of kings. 
 Declares himself our Friend; 
 Assumes our flesh and blood, 
 That we his grace may gain : 
 The everlasting Son of God, 
 The mortal Son of man. 
 
 His kingdom from above 
 He doth to us impart, 
 And pure benevolence and love 
 O'erflow the faithful heart : 
 Chang' d in a moment, we 
 The sweet attraction find, 
 With open arms of charity 
 Embracing all mankind. 
 
 O might they all receive 
 The new-born Prince of peace, 
 And meekly in the Spirit live, 
 And in his love increase. 
 Till he convey us home, 
 Cry ev'ry soul aloud, 
 Come, thou Desire of Nations, come, 
 And take us up to God ! 
 
 364. p. m. 
 
 Hakk ! the herald angels sing, 
 " Glory to the new-born King ; 
 
14 Peace on earth, and mercy mild ; 
 " God and sinners reconcil'd ;" 
 Joyful, all ye nations, rise, 
 Jo'id the triumphs of the skies; 
 With th' angelic hosts proclaim, 
 " Christ is born in Bethlehem." 
 
 2 Hail, the heav'n-born Prince of peace, 
 Hail, the Sun of righteousness ! 
 Light and life to all he brings, 
 
 Ris'n with healing in his wings: 
 Mild he lays his glory by, 
 Born that man no more may die ; 
 Born to raise the sons of earth ; 
 Born to give them second birth. 
 
 3 Come, Desire of Nations, come, 
 Fix in us thy humble home ; 
 
 Rise, the woman's conqu'ring Seed. 
 Bruise in us the serpent's head ; 
 Adam's likeness now efface, 
 Stamp thine image in its place : 
 Second Adam from above, 
 Reinstate us in thy love. 
 
 365. c. m. 
 
 " Shepherds rejoice, lift up your eyes,, 
 
 And send your fears away, 
 News from the regions of the skies — 
 
 Salvation's born to-day. 
 
 2 Jesus, the God whom angels fear, 
 Comes down to dwell with you ; 
 
To-day he makes his entrance here, 
 But not as monarchs do. 
 
 3 No gold, nor purple swaddling-bands, 
 
 Nor royal shining things; 
 A manger for his cradle stands ; 
 And holds the King of kings. 
 
 4 Go, shepherds, where the infant lies, 
 
 And see his humble throne ; 
 With tears of joy all in your eyes, 
 Go, shepherds, kiss the Son." 
 
 5 Thus Gabriel sang, and straight around. 
 
 The heav'nly armies throng ; 
 They tune their harps to lofty sound, 
 And thus conclude the song; 
 
 6 " Glory to God that reigns above, 
 
 Let peace surround the earth ; 
 Mortals shall know their Maker's love 
 At their Redeemer's birth." 
 
 7 Glory to God that reigns above, 
 
 That pitied us forlorn, 
 We join to sing our Maker's love, 
 For there's a Saviour born. 
 
 336. c. m. 
 
 While shepherds watch'd their flocks by 
 night, 
 
 All seated on the ground, 
 The angel of the Lord came down, 
 
 And glory shone around. 
 
2 " Fear not," said he, (for mighty dread 
 
 Had seiz'd their troubled mind;) 
 Glad tidings of great joy I bring 
 To you and all mankind. 
 
 3 " To you in David's town this day 
 
 Is born of David's line, 
 The Saviour* who is Christ the Lord j 
 And this shall be the sign : 
 
 4 "The heav'nly babe you there shall find 
 
 To human view dispjay'd, 
 All meanl;. wrapp'd in swathing bands, 
 And in a manger laid." 
 
 5 Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith 
 
 Appear'd a shining throng 
 Of angels, praising God on high, 
 And thus address'd their song: 
 
 6 "All glory be to God on high, 
 
 And on the earth be peace : 
 Good will henceforth, from heav'n to men, 
 Begin, and never cease." 
 
 367. p. m. 
 
 A fountain of life and of grace, 
 
 In Christ our Redeemer we see 5 
 For us who his offers embrace, 
 
 For all it is open and free. 
 Jehovah himself doth invite 
 
 To drink of his pleasures unknown, 
 The streams of immortal delight, 
 
 That flow from his heavenly throne, 
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As soon as in him we believe, 
 
 By faith of his Spirit partake ; 
 And, freely forgiven, receive 
 
 The mercy for Jesus' sake \ 
 We gain a pure drop of his love, 
 
 The life of eternity know, 
 Angelical happiness prove, 
 
 And witness a heaven below. 
 
 368. s. m. 
 
 How can a sinner know 
 His sins on earth forgiv'n ? 
 How can my gracious Saviour show 
 My name inscrib'd in heav'n ? 
 
 What we have felt and seen, 
 With confidence we tell ; 
 And publish to the sons of men 
 The signs infallible. 
 
 We who in Christ believe 
 That he for us hath died, 
 We all his unknown peace receive, 
 And feel his blood applied. 
 
 Exults our rising soul, 
 Disburtben'd of her load, 
 And swells unutterably full 
 Of glory and of God. 
 
 His love surpasses far 
 The love of all beneath, 
 We find within our hearts, and dare 
 The pointless darts of death. 
 
Stronger than death or hell 
 The sacred pow'r we prove ; 
 And conqu'rors of the world we dwell 
 In heav'n, who dwell in love. 
 
 369. p. m. 
 
 Upright both in heart and will, 
 
 We by our God were made ; 
 But we turn'd from good to ill, 
 
 And o'er the creature stray'd : 
 Multiply'd our wand'ring thought, 
 
 Which first was fix'd on God alone ; 
 In ten thousand objects sought 
 
 The bliss we lost in one. 
 
 From our own inventions vain 
 
 Of fancied happiness, 
 Draw us to thyself again, 
 
 And bid our wandering cease : 
 Jesus, speak our souls restor'd, 
 
 By love's divine simplicity 5 
 Re-united to our Lord, 
 
 And wholly lost in thee ! 
 
 370. s. m. 
 
 Dear Saviour, Friend of man, 
 
 Babe of Bethlehem, hail ! 
 Succeed the work thy grace began, 
 
 Nor let thy mercies fail : 
 
 O art thou passing by ! 
 And may we see thy face ! 
 
Let ev'ry blind Bartimeus cry 
 Lord Jesus, grant me grace ! 
 
 3 Restrain reviling tongues, 
 
 Be thou the convert's stay, 
 Sustain their hopes, avenge their wrongs, 
 And wipe their tears away. 
 
 4 Support the bruised reed, 
 
 The smoking flax inflame, 
 Shine forth, that they who run may read 
 And tremble at thy name. 
 
 5 Christ of a truth is come, 
 
 His grace pervades our land, 
 A thread supports us from our doon% 
 He holds it in his hand: 
 
 6 And if he quits his hold, 
 
 We plunge in deep despair : 
 But all may come unto his fold, 
 And feel a Saviour's care. 
 
 331. P m. 
 
 Wretched, helpless, and distrest, 
 
 Ah ! whither shall I fly ! 
 Ever gasping after rest, 
 
 I cannot find it nigh : 
 Naked, sick, and poor, and blind, 
 
 Fast bound in sin and misery, 
 Friend of sinners, let me find, 
 
 My help, my all in thee ! 
 
I Jesus, full of truth and grace, 
 
 In thee is all I want : 
 Be the wanderer's resting place, 
 
 A cordial to the faint! 
 Make me rich, for I am poor, 
 
 In thee may I my Eden find : 
 To the dying, health restore, 
 . And eye-sight to the blind. 
 
 1 Clothe me with thy holiness, 
 
 Thy meek humility ; 
 Put on me thy glorious dress, 
 
 Endue my soul with thee : 
 Let thine image be restor'd, 
 
 Thy name and nature let me prove ; 
 With thy fulness fill me, Lord, 
 
 And perfect me in love. 
 
 372. p. M. 
 
 Join all the glorious names 
 
 Of wisdom, love, and pow'r, 
 That ever mortals knew, 
 That angels ever bore ; 
 All are too mean to speak thy worth, 
 Too mean to set thee, Saviour, forth. 
 
 But oh ! what gentle terms, 
 
 What condescending ways, 
 Doth our Redeemer use, 
 
 To teach his heav'nly grace ! 
 Mine eyes with joy and wonder see 
 What forms of love he bears for me ! 
 25* 
 
3 ArrayM in mortal flesh, 
 
 Lo! the Redeemer stands, 
 And holds the promises 
 And pardons in his hands ; 
 Commission'd from his Father's throne, 
 To make his grace to mortals known. 
 
 4 Great prophet of my God, 
 
 My tongue shall bless thy name : 
 By thee the joyful news 
 Of our salvation came ; 
 The joyful news of sins forgiv'n, 
 Of sin subdu'd, and peace with heav'n. 
 
 373. l.m. 
 
 Lord, how secure and blest are they 
 Who feel the joys of pardon'd sin ! 
 
 Should storms of wrath shake earth and sea 
 Their minds have heav'n and peace within. 
 
 2 The day glides sweetly o'er their heads, 
 
 Made up of innocence and love ; 
 And soft, and silent as the shades, 
 Their nightly minutes gently move. 
 
 3 Quick as their thoughts their joys come on, 
 
 But fly not half so swift away : 
 Their souls are ever bright as noon, 
 And calm as summer ev'nings be. 
 
 4 How oft they look to th' heav'nly hills, 
 
 Where groves of living pleasures grow I 
 And longing hopes, and cheerful smiles, 
 Sit undisturbed upon their brow. 
 
5 They scorn to seek our golden toys, 
 
 But spend the day and share the night, 
 In numb'ring o'er the richer joys 
 
 That heav'n prepares for their delight. 
 
 374. l. m. 
 
 My light, my life, my Lord, my All ; 
 With simple faith on thee I call; 
 I wait the moving of the pool ; . 
 1 wait the word that speaks me whole. 
 
 2 Speak, gracious Lord, my sickness cure, 
 Make my infected nature pure ; 
 Peace, righteousness, and joy impart, 
 And pour thy love in ev'ry heart. 
 
 375. s. m. 
 
 When shall thy love constrain 
 And draw me to thy breast? 
 When shall my soul return again 
 To her eternal rest ? 
 
 2 Ah ! what avails my strife 
 
 My wand 'ring to and fro ? 
 
 Thou hast the words of endless life ; 
 
 Ah ! whither should I go . p 
 
 3 Thy condescending grace 
 
 To me did freely move : 
 It calls me still to seek thy face, 
 And stoops to ask my love- 
 
4 Lord, at thy feet I fall ! 
 I groan to be set free : 
 I fain would now obey the call, 
 And give up all for thee ! 
 
 376. l. m. 
 
 CLASS-MEETING. 
 
 May he, by whose kind care we meet 
 Send his good Spirit from above, 
 
 Make our communications sweet, 
 
 And cause our hearts to burn with love. 
 
 2 Forgotten be each worldly theme, 
 When christians see each other thus; 
 
 We only wish to speak of him, 
 
 Who liv'd, and died, and reigns for us r 
 
 3 We'll talk of all he did and said, 
 And suffer' d for us here below ; 
 
 The path he mark'd for us to tread, 
 And what he's doing for us now. 
 
 4 Thus, as the moments pass away, 
 We'll love, and wonder, and adore ; 
 
 And hasten to the glorious day, 
 When we shall meet to part no more. 
 
 377. c. m. 
 
 PARTING. 
 
 From the dear flock of Jesu's saints 
 How painful 'tis to go ! 
 
But such must be our sad complaints, 
 While traveling here below. 
 
 2 What a delightful company 
 
 Shall meet on Canaan's shore ! 
 Oh ! what a meeting there will be 
 When parting is no more ! 
 
 3 Then round the shining throne above, 
 
 We'll sing in cheerful strains; 
 Sound the Redeemer's dying love 
 O'er all the heav'nly plains. 
 
 378. c. m. 
 
 There is a land of pure delight, 
 Where saints immortal reign ; 
 
 Infinite day excludes the night, 
 And pleasures banish pain. 
 
 2 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood 
 
 Stand dress'd in living green ; 
 
 So to the Jews old Canaan stood, 
 
 While Jordan roll'd between. 
 
 3 Could we but climb where Moses stood, 
 
 And view the landscape o'er, 
 Not Jordan's stream nor death's cold flood 
 Should fright us from the shore. 
 
 379. s. m. 
 
 Behold ! the morning sun 
 Begins his glorious way ; 
 His beams through all the nations rui, 
 And light and life convey. 
 
2 In life's first dawn, my tender frame 
 
 Was thy indulgent care, 
 Before I could pronounce thy name. 
 Or breathe an i' fant's prayer. 
 
 3 When reason with my stature grew, 
 
 How feeble was her aid ! 
 How little of my God I knew ! 
 How oft from thee I strayed ! 
 
 4 When life hung trembling on my breath, 
 
 'Twas thy unfailing love 
 That sav'd me from impending death, 
 And bade my fears remove. 
 
 5 How many blessings round me shone 
 
 Where'er I turn'd mine eye ! 
 How many pass'd, almost unknown, 
 Or unregarded, by ! 
 
 6 Each rolling year new favours brought 
 
 From thine exhaustless store : 
 In vain, great God ! my labouring thought 
 Would count thy mercies o'er. 
 
 7 While thus reflection, through my days, 
 
 Thy bounteous hand would trace, 
 Superior blessings claim my praise j 
 The blessings of thy grace. 
 
 8 Yes, I adore thee, gracious Lord ! 
 
 For favours nobler still — 
 The truths and precepts of thy word, 
 Which teach me all thy will. 
 
383. L. m. 
 
 ON THE DEATH OF A CHILD. 
 
 As the sweet flower which scents the morn, 
 But withers in the rising day, 
 Thus lovely seem'd the infant's dawn ! 
 Thus swiftly fled his life away ! 
 
 2 Ere sin could blight, or sorrow fade. 
 Death timely came with friendly care 
 The opening bud to heav'n convey'd. 
 And bade h bloom for ever there. 
 
 3 Yet the sad hour that took the boy 
 Perhaps has spar'd a heavier doom, 
 Snatch'd him from scenes of guilty joy. 
 Or from the pangs of ills to come. 
 
 4 He died before his infant soul 
 Had ever burn'd with wrong desire ; 
 Had ever spurn'd at heaven's control, 
 Or ever quenched its sacred fire. 
 
 5 He died to sin, he died to care ; 
 But for a moment felt the rod; 
 Then, springing on the viewless air, 
 Spread his light wings, and soar'd to God. 
 
 384. s. m. 
 
 Lord ! w 7 hat our ears have heard > 
 Our eyes delight to trace; 
 Thy love in long succession shown 
 To every rising race. 
 
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2 Our children thou dost claim. 
 And mark them out for thine ; 
 
 Ten thousand blessings to thy name 
 For goodness so divine. 
 
 3 Thee, let the fathers own, 
 And thee, the sons adore : 
 
 Join'd to the Lord in solemn vows, 
 To be forgot no more. 
 
 4 Thy covenant may they keep, 
 And bless the happy bands, 
 
 Which closer still engage their hearts 
 To honour thy commands. 
 
 5 How great thy mercies, Lord ! 
 How plenteous is thy grace ! 
 
 Which in the promise of thy love, 
 Includes our rising race. 
 
 6 Our offspring, still thy care, 
 Shall own their fathers' God, 
 
 To latest times thy blessing share, 
 And sound thy praise abroad. 
 
 385. p. m. 
 
 Lord! dismiss us with thy blessing, 
 Hope and comfort from above ; 
 
 Let us 5 each thy peace possessing, 
 Triumph in redeeming love. 
 
 Still support us 
 While in duty's path we move. 
 
 £ Thanks we give, and adoration, 
 For thy gospel's joyful sound ; 
 
May the fruits of thy salvation 
 In our hearts and lives abound : 
 
 May thy presence 
 With us evermore be found. 
 
 386. l. m. 
 
 Awake my soul, to hymns of praise ! 
 To God the sons: of triumph raise : 
 Adorn'd with majesty divine, 
 What pomp, what glory, Lord, are thine ! 
 
 2 Light forms his robe, and round his head 
 The heavens their ample curtain spread, 
 See on ue wind's efxpantfed wings 
 
 The chariot o\ the Kiog of kiogs ! 
 
 3 A ound him rang'd in awful state, 
 Dark silent storms attentive wait ; 
 And thunders, ready to fulfil 
 
 The mandates of his sovereign will. 
 
 4 From earth's low margin to the skies, 
 He bids the dusky vapours rise ; 
 Then, from his magazines on high, 
 Commands the imprison'd winds to fly. 
 
 5 The lightning's pallid sheet expands, 
 And show'rs descend on furrowed lands; 
 While down the mountain's channel'd side 
 The torrent rolls in swelling pride : 
 
 6 Thus clouds, and storms, and fires obey, 
 Thy wise and all-controling sway ; 
 
 And while thy terrors round us stand, 
 We see a Father's bounteous hand. 
 
387. c. m. 
 
 Behold, where, in a mortal form, 
 Appears each grace divine ; 
 
 The virtues, all in Jesus met, 
 With mildest radiance shine. 
 
 2 To spread the rays of heavenly light, 
 
 To give the mourner joy, 
 To preach glad tidings to the poor, 
 Was his divine employ. 
 
 3 Lowly in heart to all his friends, 
 
 A friend a servant found ; 
 He wash'd their feet, he wip'd their tears 
 And heal'd each bleeding wound. 
 
 4 ' Mid keen reproach and cruel scorn, 
 
 Patient and meek he stood ; 
 His foes ungrateful sought his life; 
 He laboured for their good. 
 
 5 To God he left his righteous cause, 
 
 And still his task pursu'd ; 
 While humble prayer, and holy faith, 
 His fainting strength renew'd. 
 
 6 In the last hour of deep distress, 
 
 Before his Father's throne, 
 With soul resign'd, he bow'd and said, 
 * Thy will, not mine be done !' 
 
 7 Be Christ our pattern, and our guide ! 
 
 His image may we bear ! 
 O may we tread {lis holy steps, 
 His joy and glory share ! 
 
388. l. m. 
 
 Deem not that they are bless' d alone, 
 Whose days a peaceful tenor keep ; 
 The God, who loves our race, has shown 
 A blessing for the eyes that weep. 
 
 2 The light of smiles shall fill again 
 The lids that overflow with tears, 
 And weary hours of wo and pain 
 Are earnests of serener years. 
 
 3 O there are days of sunny rest 
 For every dark and troubled night ! 
 And grief may bide, an evening guest, 
 But joy shall come with early light. 
 
 4 And thou, who o'er thy friend's low bier, 
 Shedd'st the bitter drops tike rain, 
 Hope that a brighter, happier sphere, • 
 Will give him to thy arms again. 
 
 5 For God hath rhark'd each anguish'd day, 
 And number'd every secret tear ; 
 
 And heavens long age of bliss shall pay 
 For all his children suffer here. 
 
 389. p. m. 
 
 Eternal God, how frail is man ! 
 Few are the hours, and short the span, 
 
 Between the cradle and the grave : 
 Who can prolong his vital breath ? 
 Who from the bold demands of death 
 
 Hath skill to fly, or power to save? 
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2 But let no murmuring heart complain, 
 That, therefore, man is made in vain, 
 
 Nor the Creator's grace distrust ; 
 For though his servants, day by day, 
 Go to their graves, and turn to clay, 
 
 A bright reward awaits the just. 
 
 3 Jesus hath made thy purpose known, 
 A new and better life hath shown, 
 
 And we the glorious tidings hear: 
 For ever blessed be the Lord, 
 That we can read his holy word, 
 
 And find a resurrection there. 
 
 390. p. m. 
 
 Hear what God, the Lord, hath spoken 
 
 O my people ! faint and few, 
 Comfortless, afflicted, broken ; 
 
 Fair abodes I build for you : 
 There, like streams that feed the garden, 
 
 Pleasures without end shall flow; 
 For the Lord, your faith rewarding, 
 
 All his bounty will bestow. 
 
 2 There in undisturb'd possession, 
 
 Peace and righteousness shall reign ; 
 Never shall you feel oppression, 
 
 Never hear of war again. 
 God will rise, and shining o'er you, 
 
 Change to day the gloom of night ; 
 He, the Lord, will be your glory, 
 
 God, your everlasting light. 
 
391. L. M. 
 
 Hosanna ! let us join to sing 
 The glories of our rising King ; 
 Recount his victories and tell 
 How Jesus triumph'd when he fell. 
 
 2 Soon as the morning's earliest ray 
 Brings on the third, ih' appointed day, 
 Behold an angel from the skies, 
 
 Roll back the stone, and Jesus rise ! 
 
 3 With strength immortal forth, he comes, 
 And pow'r and life from God resumes ; 
 The days of pain and sorrow past, 
 
 His triumph shall for ever last. 
 
 4 Ye tribes of Adam, raise the song, 
 And, with your noblest notes, prolong 
 The triumphs of that day of grace, 
 Which seal'd salvation to our race. 
 
 5 Salvation — -joy-inspiring theme ! 
 Best gift of him who reigns supreme ; 
 Sweet balm of every human wo, 
 And source of boundless joy below! 
 
 6 Salvation — sons of men record 
 The glories of your rising Lord ; 
 The triumphs of the Saviour tell, 
 
 Who died, and conquer'd when he fell ! 
 
392. c. m. 
 
 Lord, how resplendent shines thy grace, 
 Through sorrow's darkest sky, 
 
 To those who humbly seek thy face, 
 And on thy love rely. 
 
 2 If wealth take wings and flee away, 
 
 They still have stores divine ; 
 A treasure that shall ne'er decay, 
 A pure exhaustless mine. 
 
 3 When death hath slain their earthly joys, 
 
 Not hopeless they deplore ; 
 They look to those eternal skies, 
 Where friends shall part no more. 
 
 4 And when, with conscious guilt oppressed, 
 
 They own their sins to thee ; 
 Thou dost revive the fainting breast, 
 With pardon full and free. 
 
 & O Lord, to thee our hearts we'll bring, 
 Fix'd in thy love and fear; 
 Then shall our sorrows lose their sting, 
 And dry be every tear. 
 
 393. p. m. 
 
 When life's tempestuous storms are o'er, 
 How calm he meets the friendly shore, 
 
 Who liv'd averse from sin ! 
 Such peace on virtue's path attends, 
 That, where the sinner's pleasure ends, 
 
 The good man's joys begin. 
 
2 See smiling patience smooth his brow ! 
 See bending angels downward bow, 
 
 To lift his soul on high ! 
 While eager for the bless'd abode, 
 He joins with them to praise the God 
 
 Who taught him how to die. 
 
 3 No sorrow drowns his lifted eyes, 
 
 No horror wrests the struggling sighs, 
 
 As from the sinner's breast ; 
 His God, the God of peace and love, 
 Pours kindly solace from above, 
 And soothes his soul to rest. 
 
 4 O grant, my Father and my Friend, 
 Such joys may gild my peaceful end. 
 
 So calm my evening close ; 
 While loos'd from ev'ry earthly tie, 
 With steady confidence 1 fly, 
 
 To him, from whom I rose ! 
 
 394. l. m. 
 
 While some in folly's pleasures roll, 
 And court the joys which hurt the soul, 
 Be mine that silent, calm repast, 
 A peaceful conscience, to the last ; 
 
 2 That tree which bears immortal fruit, 
 Without a canker at the root ; 
 
 That Friend, who never fails the just, 
 When other friends betray their trust. 
 
 3 With this companion in the shade, 
 My soul no more shall be dismay'd \ 
 
But fearless meet the midnight gloom, 
 And ihe pale monarch of ihe tomb. 
 
 4 Though heaven afflict, snail I repine ! 
 The noblest comforts stiil are mi:>.e; 
 Comforts, which will o'er death prevail, 
 And journey with me through the vale. 
 
 5 Amidst the various scene of ills, 
 Each stroke some kind design fulfils: 
 And shall I murmur at my Gr>d, 
 When love supreme directs the rod ? 
 
 6 His hand will smooth my rugged way, 
 And lead me to the realms of day ; 
 To milder skies and brighter plains* 
 Where everlasting pleasure reigns. 
 
 j 395. c. m. 
 
 Where love with other prices reigns, 
 The mind is truly bless'd ; 
 
 For love, the noblest of the train, 
 Aids and exalts the rest. 
 
 2 Love suiters long with patient eye, 
 
 Nor is piovok'd in haste ; 
 
 She lets the present injury die, 
 
 And soon forgets the past. 
 
 3 Meekness and peace her bosom fill 
 
 From wrath and malice pure ; 
 She hopes, believes, and thinks no ill, 
 And all things will endure. 
 
4 She nor desires nor seeks to know 
 
 The scandals men dctise ; 
 Nor looks with pride on those below, 
 Nor envies those who rise. 
 
 5 She, by another's good requir'd, 
 
 Lays gain and ease aside ; 
 So, by his fervent love iuspir'd, 
 For us our Master died. 
 
 6 Love is the grace which keeps her pow'r 
 
 In ali the realms above : 
 There hope and faith are known no more, 
 But saints for ever love. 
 
 396. c. m. 
 
 Let every mortal ear attend, 
 
 And every heart rejoice ; 
 The trumpet of the gospel sounds 
 
 With an inviting voice. 
 
 2 Ho ! ye that pant for living streams, 
 
 And pine away and die ; 
 Here you may quench your raging thirst 
 With springs that never dry. 
 
 3 Rivers of love and mercy here 
 
 In a rich ocean join ; 
 Salvation in abundance flows, 
 Like floods of milk and wine. 
 
 4 The happy gates of gospel grace 
 
 Stand open night and day ; 
 Lord, we -.re come to seek supplies, 
 And drive our wants away. 
 
397. l. m. 
 
 My Saviour, Lord, give me a heart, 
 
 From doubt and fear, and sorrow free ; 
 The mind which was in Christ impart, 
 • And let my spirit cleave to thee. 
 
 2 Purge me from every sinful blot, 
 
 My idols all be cast aside ; 
 Cleanse me from every sinful thought, 
 From all the filth of self and pride. 
 
 3 The gracious fruits of righteousness, 
 
 Thy blessings' unexhausted store, 
 In me abundantly increase, 
 Nor let me ever hunger more. 
 
 4 The painful thirst, the fond desire, 
 
 Thy joyous presence shall remove : 
 But my full soul shall still require 
 A whole eternity of love. 
 
 398. c. m. 
 
 O Jesus ! at thy feet we wait, 
 
 Till thou shalt bid us rise ; 
 Restor'd to our unsinning state, 
 
 To love's sweet paradise. 
 
 2 Since (hou wouldst have us free from sin. 
 And pure as those above ; 
 Make haste to bring thy nature in, 
 And perfect us in love. 
 
3 According to our faith in thee 
 
 Let it to us be done ; 
 O that we all thy face might see, 
 And know as we are known 1 
 
 4 O that the perfect grace were given, 
 
 The love diffus'd abroad ; 
 O that our hearts were all a heaven, 
 For ever fill'd with God. 
 
 399. p. m. 
 
 When, my Saviour, shall I be 
 Perfectly resign'd to thee ! 
 Poor and vile in my own eyes, 
 Only in thy wisdom wise! 
 
 2 Only thee content to know, 
 Ignorant of ail below ! 
 Only guided by thy light! 
 Only mighty in thy might ! 
 
 3 So I may thy Spirit know, 
 Let him as he listeth blow : 
 Let the manner be unknown, 
 So I may with thee be one. 
 
 4 Fully in my life express, 
 All the heights of holiness, 
 Sweetly let my spirit prove, 
 All the depths of humble love. 
 
 400. c. m. 
 
 Lift up your hearts to things above, 
 Ye folPwers of the Lamb, 
 
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And join with us to praise his love, 
 And glorify his name. 
 
 2 To Jesu's name give thanks and sing, 
 
 Whose mercies never end : 
 Rejoice ! rejoice ! the Lord is King ! 
 The King is now our Friend ! 
 
 3 We for his sake count all things loss, 
 
 On earthly good look down : 
 And joyfully sustain the cross, 
 Till we receive the crown. 
 
 4 O let us stir each other up, 
 
 Our faith by works to approve 
 By holy purifying hope, 
 And the sweet task of love. 
 
 5 Let aJl who for the promise wait, 
 
 The Holy Ghost receive ; 
 And rais'd to our unsinning state, 
 With God in Eden live! 
 
 6 Live, till the Lord in glory come, 
 
 And wait his heaven to share! 
 He now is fitting up your home ! 
 Go on, we'll meet you there ! 
 
 401. l. M. 
 
 Blest are the humble souls that see 
 Their emptiness and poverty ; 
 Treasures of grace to them are given, 
 And crowns of joy laid up in heaven. 
 
2 Blest are the men of broken heart, 
 Who mourn for sin with inward smart; 
 Th^ blood of Christ divineiy flows, 
 
 A healing balm for all our woes. 
 
 3 Blest are the meek who stand afar 
 From rage and passion, noise and war: 
 God will secure their happy state, 
 And plead their cause against the great. 
 
 4 Blest are the souls that thirst for grace, 
 Hunger and long for righteousness ! 
 They shall be well supplied, and fed 
 With living streams and living bread. 
 
 5 Blest are the men whose bowels move, 
 And melt with sympathy and love : 
 From Christ the Lord shall they obtain 
 Like sympathy and love again. 
 
 6 Blest are the pure, whose hearts are clean 
 From the defiling power of sin : 
 
 With endless pleasure they shall see 
 A God of spotless purity. 
 
 7 Blest are the men of peaceful life, 
 
 Who quench the coals of growing strife ; 
 They shall be call'd the heirs of bliss, 
 The sons of God, the God of peace. 
 
 8 Blest are the sufPrers who partake 
 Of pain and shame for Jesu's sake : 
 Their souls shall triumph in the Lord, 
 Glory and joy are their reward. 
 
402. L. m. 
 
 Buried in shadows of the night 
 We he till Christ restores the light : 
 Wisdom descends to heal the blind, 
 And chase the darkness of the mind. 
 
 2 Our guilty souls are drown'd in tears, 
 Till the atoning blood appears, 
 Then we awake from deep distress, 
 And sing the Lord our Righteousness. 
 
 3 Jesus beholds where Satan reigns, 
 Binding his slaves in heavy chains ; 
 He sets the pris'ner free, and breaks 
 The iron bondage from our necks. 
 
 4 Poor helpless worms in thee possess 
 Grace wisdom, power, and righteousness ; 
 Thou art our Mighty All, and we 
 
 Give our whole selves, O Lord, to thee. 
 
 403. l. m. 
 
 O may my spirit daily rise 
 On wings of faith above the skies ! 
 Till death shall make my last remove, 
 To dwell for ever with my Love. 
 
 404. s. m. 
 
 How beauteous are their feet, 
 
 Who stand on Zion's hill ; 
 That bring salvation on their tongues, 
 
 And words of peace reveal ! 
 
2 How charming is their voice, 
 
 So sweet the tidings are ; 
 " Zion, behold thy Saviour King : 
 He reigns and triumphs here !" 
 
 3 How happy are our ears, 
 
 That hear this joyful sound ; 
 Which kings and prophets waited for, 
 And sought but never found. 
 
 4 How blessed are our eyes, 
 
 That see this heavenly light, 
 Prophets and kings desir'd it long, 
 But died without the sight. 
 
 5 The watchmen join their voice, 
 
 And tuneful notes employ : 
 
 Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, 
 
 And deserts learn the joy. 
 
 6 The Lord makes bare his arm, 
 
 Through all the earth abroad : 
 Let every nation now behold 
 Their Saviour and their God. 
 
 405. l. m. 
 
 High on his everlasting throne 
 
 The king of saints his work surveys, 
 
 Marks the dear souls he calls his own, 
 And smiles on the peculiar race. 
 
 2 He rests well pleas' d their toils to see ; 
 Beneath his easy yoke they move : 
 With all their heart and strength agree 
 In the sweet labour of his love. 
 
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3 See where the servants of the Lord 
 
 A busy multitude appear; 
 For Jesus day and night employ'd, 
 His heritage they toil to clear. 
 
 4 The love of Christ their heart constrains, 
 
 And strengthens their unwearied hands, 
 They spend their sweat and blood and pains, 
 To cultivate ImmanuePs lands. 
 
 5 O multiply thy sower's seed ; 
 
 And fruit they ev'ry hour shall bear ; 
 Throughout the world thy gospel spread, 
 Thine everlasting truth declare ! 
 
 6 We then, in perfect love renewM 
 
 Shall know the greatness of thy pow'r. 
 Stand in the temple of our God, 
 As pillars, and go out no more. 
 
 406. p. m. 
 
 O glorious hope of perfect love ! 
 It lifts us up to things above ! 
 
 It leaves the world below ; 
 It gives us now by faith to taste 
 Celestial food, a heav'nly feast, 
 
 Whence endless pleasures grow. 
 
 2 The things eternal we pursue ; 
 A happiness forever new 
 
 In a bright world of love ; 
 The sordid pleasures felt and seen 
 Honours, and wealth, we count them mean 
 
 Coxnpar'd to joys above. 
 
3 From pleasure's silken banners spread 
 Where willing souls are captive led — 
 
 We turn away our eyes ; 
 We soar above their vain delight 
 And seek a city out of sight, 
 
 A city in the skies. 
 
 4 There is my house and portion fair, 
 My treasure and my heart are there, 
 
 And my abiding home : 
 For me my elder brethren stay 
 And angels beckon me away, 
 
 And Jesus bids me come ! 
 
 5 I come my Lord, thy servant cries, 
 
 1 come to meet thee in the skies, 
 
 And claim my heav'nly rest : 
 And when the pilgrim's journey end, 
 Then, O my Saviour, Brother, Friend, 
 
 Receive me to thy breast ! 
 
 407. l. m. 
 
 Thou only Sov'reign of my heart, 
 My refuge, my Almighty Friend — 
 And can my soul from thee depart, 
 On whom alone my hopes depend ? 
 
 2 Let earth's alluring joys combine ; 
 While thou art near, in vain they call ; 
 One smile, one blissful smile of thine, 
 My dearest Lord, outweighs them all. 
 
 3 Thy name my inmost pow'rs adore, 
 Thou art my life, my joy, my care ; 
 
Depart from thee ; 'tis death — 'tis more ! 
 'Tis endless ruiu ! deep despair ! 
 
 4 Low at thy feet my soul would lie, 
 Here safety dwells and peace divine ; 
 Still let me live beneath thine eye, 
 For life, eternal life, is thine ! 
 
 408. c. m. 
 
 Dear Lord, my best desires fulfil, 
 
 And help me to resign 
 Life, health, and comfort to thy will, 
 
 And make thy pleasure mine. 
 
 2 Why should I shrink at thy command, 
 
 Whose love forbids my fears . ? 
 Or tremble at the gracious hand 
 That wipes away my tears ? 
 
 3 No — let me rather freely yield 
 
 What most I prize to thee, 
 Who never hast a good withheld, 
 Nor wilt withhold from me. 
 
 4 Wisdom and mercy guide my way: 
 
 Shall I resist them both ? 
 A poor blind creature of a day, 
 And crush' d before the moth ? 
 
 5 But ah ! my inmost spirit cries, 
 
 Still bind me to thy sway : 
 Else the next cloud that veils my skies 
 Drives all these thoughts away. 
 
409. c. m. 
 
 Lord, hast thou call'd me by thy grace, 
 And form'd my heart anew ? 
 
 And are these joys which now I taste 
 The pledge of glory too ? 
 
 I leave inferior cares with thee, 
 Since thou hast won my heart ; 
 
 What ever, Lord, is good for me, 
 Do thou that good impart. 
 
 Not to my wish, but to my want, 
 
 All needful good apply ; 
 Unask'd for good, Lord, to me grant — 
 
 What's ill, tho' ask'd, deny. 
 
 410. p.m. 
 
 Ransom'd sinners, sing the praises 
 Of your dear redeeming God : 
 
 Hymn, with joy, the holy Jesus, 
 
 Who hath purchas'd you with blood 
 
 Dwell on this delightful theme, 
 
 Shout the dear Immanuel's name. 
 
 O that worldlings knew our pleasure ! 
 
 While we walk in Christ the way : 
 We possess a heavenly treasure, 
 
 In an earthly house of clay ! 
 But, what bliss before us lies ! 
 Tho' 'tis veil'd beyond the skies; 
 
3 Hark ! while angel-cboirs are bringing 
 Rapt'rous praises round the throne ! 
 Let us come to Zion singing : 
 
 Their and our delights are one ! 
 Grateful songs, our mutual mirth — 
 They in heav'n, and we on earth. 
 
 411. L. M. 
 
 God of my life, to thee belong 
 The thankful heart — the grateful song: 
 Touch'd by thy love, each tuneful chord 
 Resounds the goodness of the Lord. 
 
 2 Thou hast preserv'd my fleeting breath, 
 And chas'd the gloomy shades of death ; 
 The veno :)'d arrows vainly fly, 
 
 When God our great deliv'rer's nigh. 
 
 3 Still may the barren fig-tree stand ! 
 And, cultivated by thy hand, 
 Verdure, and bloom, and fruit afford — 
 Meet tribute to its bounteous Lord. 
 
 4 So shall thy praise employ my breath, 
 Through life, ard in the arms of death : 
 My soul, the pleasant theme prolong, 
 Then rise to aid th' angelic song. 
 
 412. p. m. 
 
 Tho' boundless your wants may appear, 
 Tho' sorrow and pain you may feel; 
 Yet do not, ah ! do not despair, 
 But rest on the Lord and be still. 
 
2 The Lord thro' the desert shall lead, 
 And hold up your steps as you go : 
 My God shall supply all your need, 
 And riches of glory bestow. 
 
 3 No more let impatience then move 
 Your murmuring lips to complain; 
 For he, who is wisdom and love, 
 Will not send a trial in vain. 
 
 4 From him ev'ry good doth proceed, 
 And still he hath blessings in store; 
 My God shall supply all your need, 
 And you may his goodness adore. 
 
 413. L. M. 
 
 The God of love will sure indulge 
 The flowing tear, the heaving sigh, 
 When righteous persons fall around — 
 When tender friends and kindred die. 
 
 2 Yet not one anxious, murm'ring thought 
 Should with our mourning passions blend ; 
 Nor would our bleeding hearts forget 
 
 Th' almighty, ever-living Friend. 
 
 3 Beneath a numerous train of ills, 
 Our feeble flesh and heart m«y tail; 
 Yet shall our hope in thee, our God, 
 O'er ev'ry gloomy fear prevail. 
 
 4 Parent and husband, guard and guide. 
 Thou art each tender name in one ; 
 
 On thee we cast our ev'ry care, 
 And comfort seek from thee alone. 
 
414. L. M. 
 
 Pilgrims, we are to Canaan bound, 
 Our journey lies along this road ; 
 This wilderness we travel round, 
 To reach the city of our God. 
 
 2 A few more days or weeks or years, 
 In this dark desert to complain ; 
 A few more sighs, a few more tears, 
 And we shall bid adieu to pain. 
 
 415. cm. 
 
 Our souls, by love together knit, 
 
 Cemented, mixt in one, 
 One hope, one heart, one mind, one voice, 
 
 'Tis heav'n on earth begun. 
 
 2 Our hearts have burn'd, while Jesus spake, 
 And glow'd with sacred fire ; 
 
 He stoop'd, and talk'd, and fed, and blest, 
 And fill'd the enlarged desire. 
 
 3 The little cloud increases still, 
 The heav'ns are big with rain : 
 
 We haste to catch the teeming show'r, 
 And all its moisture drain. 
 
 4 A rill, a stream, a torrent flows ! 
 But pour a mighty flood : 
 
 Oh ! sweep the nations, shake the earth, 
 Till all proclaim thee God. 
 
 5 And when thou mak'st thy jewels up, 
 And set'st thy starry crown ; 
 
When all thy sparkling gems shall shine, 
 Proclaim'd by thee thine own ; 
 
 6 May we, a little band of love, 
 
 Be fully sav'd by grace ; 
 From glory unto glory chang'd, 
 
 Behold thee face to face ! 
 
 416. s. m. 
 
 Once more, before we part, 
 Great God, attend our pray'r; 
 
 And seal the gospel on the heart 
 Of ev'ry person here. 
 
 2 And if we meet no more, 
 On Zion's holy ground ; 
 O may we reach that blissful shore, 
 Where all thy saints are bound. 
 
 417. P. M. 
 
 For a season call'd to part, 
 Let us now ourselves commend 
 To the gracious eye and heart 
 Of our ever-present Friend. 
 
 2 Jesus, hear our humble pray'r: 
 Tender Shepherd of thy sheep; 
 Let thy mercy and thy care 
 
 All our souls in safety keep. 
 
 3 In thy strength may we be strong ; 
 Sweeten ev'ry cross and pain ; 
 Give us, if we live, ere long 
 Here to meet in peace again, 
 
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418. p. m. 
 
 May the grace of Christ, our Saviour, 
 And the Father's boundless love, 
 
 With the holy Spirit's favour, 
 Rest upon us from above. 
 
 2 Thus may we abide in union 
 
 With each other and the Lord : 
 And possess, in sweet communion, 
 .Joys which earth cannot afford. 
 
 419. p. If. 
 
 Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing, 
 Bid us all depart in peace; 
 
 Still on gospel manna feeding, 
 Pure, seraphic joys increase. 
 
 2 Fill each breast with consolation ; 
 Up to thee our voices raise ; 
 When we reach thy blissful station, 
 Then we'll give thee nobler praise 
 
 Chorus. And sing hallelujah 
 
 To God and the Lamb, 
 'For ever, and ever, 
 Hallelujah, Amen. 
 
 420. p. m. 
 
 Louis vouchsafe to us thy blessing ; 
 
 Fill our hearts with joy and peace; 
 Let us now, thy love possessing, 
 
Triumph in redeeming grace ; 
 
 O refresh us ! 
 Travelling through this wilderness. 
 
 2 Thanks we give, and adoration, 
 
 For thy gospel's joyful sound ; 
 May the fruits of thy salvation 
 In our hearts and lives abound. 
 
 May thy presence 
 With us ever more be found. 
 
 3 So, whene'er the signal's given, 
 
 Us from earth to call away, 
 Borne on angels' wings to heav'n, 
 Glad the summons to obey : 
 
 May we ever 
 Reign with Christ in endless day. 
 
 421. p. m. 
 
 Awak'd by Sinai's awful sound, 
 The soul in guilt and thrall is found, 
 
 What can the sinner do ; 
 O'erwhelm'd with guilt, with anguish slain, 
 He sees he must be born again, 
 
 Or sink in endless wo. 
 
 2 He stands amaz'd, but cannot tell 
 Which way to shun the pains of hell, 
 
 He views its horrors near ; 
 He strives indeed, but strives in vain ; 
 The sinner must be born again 
 
 Is sounding in his ear. 
 
3 When to the law he trembling fled, 
 Its cnrses rested on his head, 
 
 And no relief could find; 
 This solemn truth would still remain, 
 The s?nner must be born again, 
 
 Disturb'd the troubled mind. 
 
 4 Again, when Sinai's thunders roll, 
 An<J guilt lays heavy on the soul, 
 
 A vast unwieldy load ; 
 Alas ! hf reads and finds it plain, 
 The sinner must be born again, 
 
 To find the beav'nly road. 
 
 5 And when the saints with rapture tell, 
 How Jesus conquer' d death and hell, 
 
 And broke *he fowler's snare; 
 We see and feel this truth remain, 
 TI;e sinner must be born again, 
 
 Or sink in deep despair. 
 
 6 While thus the soul in anguish lay, 
 Jesus the Saviour pass'd that way, 
 
 He felt his pity move ; 
 The sinner, by his justice slain, 
 Now by his grace is born again, 
 
 Aud sings redeeming love. 
 
 7 To heaven the joyful tidings flew, 
 The angels tune their harps anew, 
 
 And loud hosannas raise : 
 All hail the Lamb that once was slain, 
 Unnumber'd millions born again, 
 
 Shall shout thy endless praise. 
 
422. p. M. 
 
 Come, O thou traveller unknown, 
 Whom still I own, but cannot see, 
 
 My company before is gone, 
 And I am left alone with thee ; 
 
 With thee all night I mean to stay, 
 
 And wrestle till the break of day. 
 
 2 In vain thou strugglest to get free, 
 
 1 never will unloose my hold : 
 Art thou the Man who died for me , ? 
 
 The secret of thy love unfold : 
 Wrestling, I will not let thee go, 
 Till I thy name, thy nature know. 
 
 3 What tho' ray shrinking flesh complain, 
 
 And murmur to contend so long, 
 I rise superior to my pain, 
 
 When I am weak, then I am strong : 
 And when my all of strength shall fail, 
 I shall with the God-Man prevail. 
 
 4 Yield to me now — for I am weak, 
 
 But confident in self-despair; 
 Speak to my heart, in blessings speak, 
 
 Be conquered by my instant pray'r ! 
 Speak, or thou never hence shalt move, 
 And tell me if thy name be love. 
 
 5 'Tis love, 'tis love! Thou diedst for me, 
 
 I hear thy whisper in my heart, 
 The morning breaks, the shadows flee, 
 
 Pure, universal love thou art ; 
 To me, to all, thy bowels move, 
 Thy nature and thy name is love. 
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6 I know thee, Saviour, who thou art, 
 Jesus, the feeble sinner's Friend \ 
 
 Nor wilt thou with the night depart, 
 But stay, and love me to the end ; 
 
 Thy mercies never shall remove, 
 
 Thy nature and thy name is love. 
 
 423. p. m. 
 
 Happy the land where light divine 
 And science beam their lucid rays ; 
 Where gospel truths with lustre shine 
 And spread the great Redeemer's praise. 
 
 2 Where heav'n has crown'd the tiller's toil, 
 And fill'd the barns with plenteous store, 
 And love and pity wear a smile 
 
 That shed their blessings on the poor. 
 
 3 Where fairest fruits of knowledge grow, 
 And wisdom all her charms display ; 
 Where tears of sorrow cease to flow, 
 Or kindness wipes them all away. 
 
 4 Thanks to that love whose brilliant ray, 
 Directs us to the throne of grace ; 
 Shows us the pleasant, peaceful way, 
 That leads to endless happiness. 
 
 424. P. M. 
 
 Come, let us anew our journey pursue, 
 
 With vigor arise, 
 And press to our permanent place in the skies. 
 
Of heavenly birth tho' wand'ring on earth, 
 
 This is not our place, 
 But strangers and pilgrims ourselves we confess. 
 
 2 At Jesu's call we gave up our all, 
 
 And still we forego, 
 For Jesus's sake, our enjoyments below ; 
 No longing we find for the country behind ; 
 
 But onward we move, 
 And still we are seeking a country above. 
 
 3 A country of joy, without any alloy ; 
 
 We thither repair : 
 Our hearts and our treasure already are there. 
 We march hand in hand to Jmmanuel's land ; 
 
 No matter what cheer 
 We meet with on earth, for eternity's near! 
 
 4 The rougher the way, the shorter our stay, 
 
 The tempests that rise 
 Shall gloriously hurry our souls to the skies : 
 The fiercer the blast, the sooner 'tis past, 
 
 The troubles that come, 
 Shall come to our rescue, and hasten us home. 
 
 425. p. m. 
 
 Down the stream of life we're gliding; 
 Soon we'll leave the shores of time ; 
 Yet on wings of faith arising 
 To a more propitious clime. 
 
 2 Just beyond this vale of sorrow, 
 Lies a city pure as gold ; 
 Joys that may be mine to-morrow 
 Faith's discerning eyes behold 5 
 
3 Life's pure river clear as crystal. 
 Flowing from the throne of God ; 
 Brilliant streets and walls of jasper, 
 Beautify that blest abode : 
 
 4 Pearly portals, wide unfolding ! 
 To receive the ransom'd throng, 
 Who the glory then beholding ! 
 Swell the joy-inspiring song. 
 
 5 Glory to our blessed Saviour; 
 Glory to the Three in One ; 
 What amazing grace and favour 
 Christ the Lord to us has shown. 
 
 426. c. m. 
 
 IN A THUNDER STORM. 
 
 Let coward guilt, with palid fear, 
 
 To sheltering caverns fly, 
 And justly dread the vengeful fate 
 
 That thunders through the sky. 
 
 2 Protected by that hand, whose law 
 
 The threatening storms obey, 
 Intrepid virtue smiles secure 
 As in the blaze of day. 
 
 3 In the thick cloud's tremendous gloom, 
 
 The lightning's horrid glare, 
 It views the same all-gracious power 
 Which breathes the vernal air. 
 
 4 Through nature's ever varying scene, 
 
 By different ways pursued, 
 The one eternal end of heaven 
 Is universal good. 
 
5 With like beneficent effect 
 
 O'er flaming ether glows, 
 As when it tunes the linnet's voice, 
 And blushes in the rose. 
 
 6 When through creation's vast expanse 
 
 The last dread thunders roll, 
 Untune the concord of the spheres, 
 And shake the guilty soul : 
 
 7 Unmoved, imy we the final storm 
 
 Of jarring worlds survey, 
 That ushers in the tranquil morn 
 Of everlasting day. 
 
 427. L. m. 
 
 Praise God. from whom all blessings flow. 
 Praise him, all creatures here below, 
 Praise him above, ye heav'nly host, 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
 428. l. m. 
 
 Praise God the Father, and the Son, 
 And God the Spirit, Three in One; 
 Ye hosts above his praise proclaim, 
 And ev'ry creature say, Amen. 
 
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 Your grateful voices raise ; 
 And God the Spirit, Three in One, 
 
 Give an immortal praise. 
 
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 The God whom we adore, 
 Be everlasting honours paid, 
 
 Henceforth, for evermore. 
 
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 And undivided One; 
 To Father, Son, and Spirit b« 
 
 Co-equal honours done. 
 
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 Your highest honours raise; 
 Glory to God the Son, 
 To God the Spirit, praise : 
 With all our pow'rs, eternal King, 
 Thy name we sing, while faith adores. 
 
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 Eternal praise and worship be addrest; 
 From age, to age, ye saints, his name adore, 
 And spread his fame, till time shall be no more. 
 
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 To God the Father, Son 
 
 And spirit one in Three, 
 Be glory as it was, is now.. 
 
 And shall forever be. 
 
INDEX 
 
 To find Hymns suitable to particular subjects 
 
 Awakening 1 Hymn 1—6—20 — 26 — 46 — 59 
 
 AND C — 9 1 — 92 — 93— 94— 103— 135— 
 
 Inviting. ) 213—215—232—246—247—396 
 —410—421 
 
 p ? Hymn 23—69—80—104—105 
 
 PENITENTIAL. ^ _ lo6 _ l08 _j 34_ 1 37__15 7 
 
 164-170—171—179 — 195 — 199 — 200—201— 
 
 208—209—217—218 223 — 233 236—248— 
 
 249—250—251—252 — 253 — 335 346—369— 
 
 371—374—375 
 
 Prayer ) Hymn 18—35—39—40—48— 
 and > 51—64—7 1—72—79—8 1—88 
 
 Intercession. ) — 97 — 98 — 102 — 1 12 — 119 
 
 122—123—136—143—161 162 — 163 168— 
 
 169—173—180—181—183 — 184 — 185 — 186— 
 187—190—191 — 192—196—207 — 225 — 228— 
 229—259—269—338—370—403—408 
 
 Prayer and ) Hymn 139 — 140—141—142 
 C _144_-I45_i46_i47—148- 
 AVatchfulness. \ 149—182—221 
 
 joicing and ? Hymn 2 — 4 — 5 — 7 — 8 — 9- 
 Praise. 5 10—11 — 14 — 15 — 16 — 22 — 5 
 
 Rejoicing and 
 
 24 
 25—28—30—31—32—34—36—38—41—42—45 
 49—57 — 58—65—66 — 84—86—87 — 89—99— 
 107 — 125—126 — 138—172—188 — 204—206— 
 
216—222 — 227—231—260—283 — 284—285- 
 287—288 — 289 — 291—340 — 373—382-401- 
 423. 
 
 For Full > Hymn 78—82—150—151— 
 
 Redemption. 5 152 — 153 — 154 — 155 — 156 
 
 158—159—160—167—174 — 175 — 176 — 177— 
 
 178—197—202—203—242 — 254 263 — 397— 
 
 398—399—400 
 
 Trusting ~) Hymn 19—37—53—63—70— 
 
 in Grace and [74- 75— 100— 101— 121— 198— 
 
 Providence. ) 205—244—254—261—292—293 
 
 —294—295—296—297—298—339—361—392— 
 
 394—395—407—409—412—413—414 
 
 Christian } Hymn 237 — 305 — 306 — 307 
 Fellowship. $ 308— 309— 310 — 311 — 312— 
 
 313—314—315—316—317 — 318 319 320— 
 
 321—322—323—324—325 — 326 327 — 328— 
 
 329—330—331—332—333—334 337 — 376— 
 
 415 
 
 Goodness of ~) Hymn 12 — 17 — 44 — 52 — 54 
 God in C_ 6l— 67— 83— 234— 235— 301 
 
 Redemption. ) —303—360—372—387—402 
 
 The Attributes ~) Hymn 13—21—33 — 47 — 50 
 of God. $ —55—60—62—90—96 — 1 10 
 
 290—386 
 
 Justification ? Hymn 3 — 73 — 166 — 193 — 
 by Faith. $ 367—368 
 
 On the spread 1 Hymn 56—210 — 211 — 214 
 of [— 220 -226—258—336—379- 
 
 the Gospel. \ 380 — 381 
 
Reading thb } „ ~ c rtc 
 Scriptures. J Hymn ,6-95 
 
 Pastoral I Hymn 1 13—165-286-294 
 
 lASTORAL. ^__ 404 _ 4Q5 
 
 Christmas. Hymn 363 — 364 — 365 — 366. 
 New- Year. Hymn 362 — 411—424 
 
 D ? Hymn 27—68—77—109 
 
 Resurrection. ^ __ 12 y Q _ 302 __ 3 g u 
 
 Sabbath I H y mn 29-43-57-1 1 1-1 14— 
 . abbath. ^ lig — ll6 _ 117 — H8—127 — 128 
 
 —129—130—131—132—133—224. 
 
 Sacramental. Baptism. Hymn 278. 
 
 Lord's Supper. Hymn 279—280 
 —281—282—304. 
 
 Watchnight. Hymn 268 — 422. 
 
 r, t> ? Hymn 81—341—342— 
 
 On Backsliding. £ 343 ± 344t 
 
 Prospect of ? Hymn 189 — 194 — 219 — 240 — 
 Heaven. $ 241—255 — 256—257 — 377—278 
 —390 — 406—425. 
 
 Family > Hymn 270—271 — 272 — 273— 
 Worship. 5 274—275—276—277—278—384. 
 
 The Christians Warfare. Hymn 299 — 300. 
 
 r tt ? Hymn 85—212 — 230 — 
 
 Funeral Hymns. £ ^I^— 243— 245- 
 
 29 
 
262—264 266—267 — 345—347—348—350— 
 
 351—352 353—354—355 356—358—393. 
 
 Describing Judgment. Hymn 349 — 357 — 359. 
 
 ^ } Hymn 385—416—417—418— 
 
 Dismis$ion -^419— 420. 
 
 _ ? Hymn 426 — 427—428 — 429 
 
 Doxologies. ^ 43 ol431-432-433. 
 
 
XSXDSX. 
 
 A HYMN 
 
 Almighty Maker, God 2 
 
 As the good shepherd gently leads - - 19 
 
 And is the gospel peace and love - - iiO 
 
 Amid the splendours of thy state - - 47 
 
 Awake, my tongue, thy tribute bring - - 67 
 
 Angels roll the stone away - 68 
 
 Affliction is a stormy deep 75 
 
 At the portals of thy house - 43 
 
 Ah ! give me, Lord, the tender heart - - 104 
 
 Again the Lord of life and light - - 3 09 
 
 Almighty God ! thy pow'rful word - - 110 
 
 Another six days' work is done - - Ul 
 
 A charge to keep I have - - - - 1 47 
 
 And can I yet delay - - - - 164 
 
 Amidst a world of hopes and fears - - 191 
 
 Almighty Maker ! Lord of all - - 192 
 
 Alas ! what hourly dangers rise - 208 
 
 Ah ! whither shall I go - - - - 250 
 
 A voice from the desert comes, &c. - - 258 
 
 Author of good ! we rest on thee - - 259 
 
 Awake, ye saints ! and raise your eyes - 260 
 
 All praise to him who dwells in bliss - 272 
 
 Another fleeting day is gone - 278 
 
 Away my unbelieving fear - 295 
 
 Am I a soldier of the cross - - - 299 
 
 Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed - - 304 
 
 And are we yet alive - 305 
 
 All thanks to the Lamb, &c. - - - 319 
 
 Appointed by thee we meet, &c. - - 321 
 
 AH praise to our redeeming Lord - - 324 
 
HYMN 
 
 And let our bodies part - 334 
 
 And am I born to die - - - - 347 
 And am I only born to die ... 348 
 
 And let this feeble body fail - - - 351 
 
 And must I be to judgment brought - - 357 
 
 A peace on earth he brings - 363 
 
 A fountain of life and of grace - 367 
 
 Almighty Father ! gracious Lord - - 382 
 
 As the sweet flovv'r which scents, &c. - - 383 
 
 Awake ray soul to hymns of praise - - 386 
 
 All glory to th' eternal Three - 430 
 
 Awak'd by Sinai's awful sound - - 421 
 
 B 
 
 Before Jehovah's awful throne - - - 25 
 
 Blest Jesus, when my soaring thoughts - 72 
 
 Blessings abound, where Jesus reigns 99 
 
 Be it my only wisdom here - - - 148 
 
 Being of beings, God of love - - - 167 
 
 Bless'd Jesus ! source of grace divine - 203 
 
 Blow ye the trumpet, blow - - - 247 
 
 Begin, my soul ! the exalted lay - - 283 
 
 Blest be the dear uniting love - '- - 322 
 
 Behold how good a thing - 323 
 
 Blest are the sons of peace - 327 
 
 Blest be the tie that binds - 332 
 
 Beside the gospel pool - 335 
 
 Behold, where, in a mortal form - - 387 
 
 Blest are the humble souls that see - - 401 
 
 Buried in shadows of the night - - 402 
 
 Behold ! the morning sun - 379 
 
 C 
 
 Come, ye that love the Saviour's name - 1 
 
 Come ye sinners poor and needy 6 
 
 Come thou long expected Jesus - - 18 
 
 Come, let us join our cheerful songs - - 31 
 
 Come ye that love the Lord - 58 
 
HYMN 
 
 Come, O my soul, in sacred lays 65 
 
 Come, thou desire of all thy saints - - 69 
 
 Come, let our hearts and voices join - - 70 
 
 Come, weary souls, with sins distrest - 91 
 
 Come sound his praise abroad 98 
 
 Come, thou soul-transforming spirit - - 115 
 
 Come dearest Lord, and bless this day - 114 
 
 Come, let us join in sweet accord - - 133 
 
 Come, O thou all victorious Lord, - - 135 
 
 Come, Lord and help me to rejoice - - 138 
 
 Come, Saviour Jesus, from above - - 143 
 
 Come thou Fount of ev'ry blessing - - 172 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove - - 184 
 
 Come, gracious Spirit, heav'nly Dove - 202 
 
 Could the creatures help or ease us - - 215 
 
 Come Father Son and Holy Ghost - - 225 
 
 Come, holy celestial Dove - 251 
 
 Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost - 278 
 
 Children of the heav'nly King - 292 
 
 Come on my partners in distress - - 297 
 
 Come away to the skies - 306 
 
 Come let us ascend ... - 307 
 
 Come and let us sweetly join - - - 313 
 
 Come thou high and lofty Lord - - 314 
 
 Come let us use the grace divine - - - 315 
 
 Christ from whom all blessings flow - - 328 
 
 Come, wisdom, pow'r and grace divine - 331 
 
 Come O thou traveller unknown - - 422 
 
 Come, let us anew our journey pursue - - 424 
 
 D 
 
 Dear Lord ! and shall thy Spirit rest - - 204 
 
 Dear Shepherd of thy people, hear - - 210 
 
 Dear refuge of my weary soul - - - 217 
 
 Dear Saviour, friend of man - 370 
 
 Deem not that they are blest alone - - 388 
 29* 
 
HYMN 
 
 Dear Lord, my best desires fulfil - - 408 
 
 Down the stream of life we're gliding - - 425 
 
 E 
 
 Eternal source of every joy - 29 
 
 Ever fainting with desire - - - -174 
 
 Except the Lord conduct the plan - - 317 
 
 Eternal God how frail is man - - - 389 
 
 F 
 
 Father how wide thy glories shine - - 21 
 
 From all that dwell below the skies 30 
 
 Father of all, whose powerful voice - 56 
 
 Father of mercies, in thy word 76 
 
 Father ador'd in worlds above 39 
 
 Far from mortal cares retreating 40 
 
 Father of light ! we sing thy name - 51 
 
 Father of our feeble race 97 
 
 Father of all! whose cares extend - - 112 
 
 Far from my thoughts, &c. - 129 
 
 Fountain of life, to all below - - - 185 
 
 Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss - 193 
 
 Far from these scenes of night - - - 194 
 
 Father of light ! conduct my feet - - - 196 
 
 Father, whate'er of earthly bliss - - 207 
 
 From Jesse's root behold a branch arise - 220 
 
 Far from thy servants, God of grace - 229 
 
 Frail life of man — how short its stay - - 230 
 
 Father of our dying Lord - 310 
 
 Father, at thy footstool see - - - - 326 
 
 For a season call'd to part - - - 417 
 
 Father, I dare believe - - - - 263 
 
 From the dear flock of Jesu's saints - - 377 
 
 G 
 
 Glory be to God on high 32 
 
 Glory to the eternal King - 45 
 
 Great God, my Maker and my King - - 49 
 
HYMN 
 
 God in his earthly temples lays - - 64 
 
 Gracious Father, gracious Lord - - - 117 
 
 God of my salvation hear - - - 137 
 
 God of all grace and majesty - 139 
 
 God of almighty love ... - 149 
 
 Great God, indulge my humble claim - - 161 
 
 Great Leader of thine Israels host - - 206 
 
 Great Father of eternity - 212 
 
 God of the morning, at whose voice - - 269 
 
 Giver and Guardian of my sleep - 273 
 
 God of my life, whose gracious pow'r - 293 
 
 Go preach my gospel, saith the Lord - - 380 
 
 -God of my life, to thee belong - - - 411 
 
 H 
 
 Hark tke glad sound, the Saviour comes - 5 
 
 Happy the souls to Jesus join'd - 8 
 
 Hark ! how the gospel trumpet sounds 42 
 
 Hail, thou once despised Jesus - 44 
 
 Holy and reverend is the name 48 
 
 Holy, koly, holy Lord - 50 
 
 How can it be, thou heav'nly King 80 
 
 How precious, Lord ! thy holy word - 95 
 
 High ii the heav'ns, eternal God 96 
 
 Happy soul, that free from harms - - 136 
 
 Help, Lord to whom for help I fly - - 145 
 
 Holy Lamb, who thee receive - - - 153 
 
 How tedious and tasteless the hours - - 171 
 
 How vain are all things here below - - 182 
 
 Hear gracious God, my humble moan - - 200 
 
 Happy the unrepining poor - - - 231 
 
 Hark a voice divides the sky - 265 
 
 Hear what the voice from heav'n, &c. - 266 
 
 Hark ! from the tombs, a doleful sound - 267 
 
 How happy ev'ry child of grace - - 291 
 
 He dies the friend of sinners dies - 302 
 
How sweet, how heav'nly is the sight 
 How happy are they - 
 Happy soul, thy days are ended 
 How blest is our brother, bereft - 
 Hosanna to Jesus on high 
 Happy who in Jesus live 
 Hark ! the herald-angels sing - 
 How can a sinner know 
 Hear what God, the Lord, &c. 
 Hosanna ! let us join to sing 
 How beauteous are their feet 
 High on his everlasting throne 
 Happy the land where light divine - 
 
 I 
 I'll praise my Maker with my breath 
 I'm not asharo'd to own my Lord 
 In thy great name, O Lord, we come 
 I'll bless Jehovah's glorious name 
 I want a principle within 
 In boundless mercy, &c. - 
 In the soft season of thy youth 
 In that sad memorable night . - 
 
 J 
 Jesus, what shall I do to show 
 Jehovah God ! thy gracious oow'r • 
 Jesus, my strength, my hope, 
 Jesus, my Saviour, Brother, Friend ■ 
 Jesus, my life, thyself apply 
 Jesus, thou art my King - 
 Jesus, my truth, my way 
 Jesus, my Lord, attend 
 Jesus, from whom all blessings flow 
 Jesus, thy boundless love to me 
 Jesus hath dy'd that I might live - 
 Jesus, the all-sustaining word - 
 
 HYMN 
 
 337 
 341 
 352 
 353 
 355 
 356 
 364 
 368 
 390 
 391 
 404 
 405 
 423 
 
 • 22 
 100 
 
 . 118 
 120 
 
 ■ 140 
 186 
 
 - 232 
 279 
 
 ■ 78 
 121 
 
 - 144 
 146 
 
 - 152 
 154 
 
 - 160 
 166 
 
 - 173 
 176 
 
 - 178 
 181 
 
HYMN 
 
 Jesus, the weary wanderer's rest - - - 199 
 
 Joy to the world, the Lord is come - - 284 
 
 Jesus great Sheperd of the sheep - 298 
 
 Jesus, Lord, we look to thee - . - 311 
 
 Jesus united, by thy grace - - - - 312 
 
 Jesus, attend thyself reveal - - - 3 1 6 
 
 Jesus, accept the praise - 333 
 
 Join all the glorious names - 372 
 
 Jesus, the conqu'ror, reigns - - - 381 
 
 L 
 
 Let earth and heav'n agree 9 
 
 Let ev'ry tongue thy goodness speak - 15 
 
 Lord, when our raptur'd thought, &c. 53 
 
 Let every creature join - 55 
 
 Lo ! heaven's tremendous mighty King - 62 
 
 Let your glad voices in triumph arise - 77 
 
 Lord thou art good ; all nature shows 89 
 
 Lo ! wisdom stands with smiling face - §4 
 
 Lord Jesus when, when shall it be - - 108 
 
 Lord, I believe thy ev'ry word - - 155 
 
 Love divine, all loves excelling - - - 156 
 
 Light of life, seraphic fire - 158 
 
 Let him to whom we now belong - - - 159 
 
 Let ev'ry act of worship be - - - 163 
 
 Lord, we come before thee now - - - 170 
 
 Lord, I believe a rest remains - - - 177 
 
 Lord, all 1 am is known to thee - - - 187 
 Loving Jesus, gentle Lamb ... 197 
 
 Light of those whose dreary dwelling - -, 201 
 
 Lord, how large thy bounties are - - 213 
 
 Lo ! God is here : let us adore - 222 
 
 Long have we sat beneath the sound - 223 
 
 Lord of the Sabbath ! hear our vows - - 224 
 
 Lord thou wilt hear me when I pray - - 278 
 
 Lord in the morning thou shalt hear - «* 276 
 
HYMN 
 
 Let all who truly bear - - - - 280 
 Lift your voice, and joyful sing - 285 
 
 Lo ! what an entertaining sight - - 325 
 
 Lord in thy courts we now appear - - 338 
 
 Lukewarm souls, the foe grows, &c. - - 344 
 Lo ! he comes with clouds descending - - 349 . 
 
 Lord dismiss us with thy blessing - - 385 
 Lift your heads, ye friends of Jesus - - 359 
 
 Lord, how secure and blest are they - - 373 
 Lord, what our ears have heard - - - 384 
 
 Lord, how resplendent shines thy grace - 392 
 Let ev'ry mortal ear attend - 396 
 
 Lift up your hearts to things above - - 400 
 Lord, hast thou call'd me by thy grace - - 409 
 
 Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing - - 419 
 Lord, vouchsafe us to thy blessing - - 420 
 
 Let coward guilt, with palid fear - - 426 
 
 M 
 
 Mighty God ! while angels bless thee - 13 
 
 My God, the spring of all my joys - - 14 
 My Saviour, my almighty Friend 34 
 
 My thoughts arise on wings of Love - - 57 
 My God, my life, my love - 79 
 
 May I, throughout this day of thine - - 130 
 
 My drowsy pow'rs why sleep ye so ? - 134 
 My God, I know, I feel thee mine - - 175 
 
 My hope, my all, my Saviour thou - - 180 
 My God ! my King ! O may thy praise - 188 
 
 My span of life will soon be done - - 257 
 My soul, come, meditate the day - 262 
 
 My God, how endless is thy love - - 277 
 My God ! all nature owns thy sway - - 286 
 
 My light, my life, my Lord, my all - - 374 
 May he, by whose kind care we meet - - 37^ 
 
 My Saviour, Lord, give me an heart - • 397 
 May the grace of Christ, our Saviour - - 418 
 
N HYMN 
 
 Now let us raise our cheerful strains - - 17 
 No longer now delay ----- 92 
 
 Now let our drooping hearts revive - - 36l 
 
 O 
 
 O for a thousand tongues to sing 3 
 
 O for a sweet inspiring ray - 4 
 
 Of all the joys we mortals know 35 
 
 O thou God of ray salvation - - - 38 
 
 O praise the Lord ! ye heav'ns, &c. - - 41 
 
 O for grace our hearts to soften - - 71 
 
 O source of uncreated light - - - 88 
 
 O thou, whose all-disposing sway - - 90 
 
 O may our lips and lives express - - 102 
 
 O that I could ray Lord receive - - 105 
 
 Our Father thron'd in heav'n divine - - 119 
 
 O God, most merciful and true - - 122 
 
 O may thy powerful word - - - - 123 
 
 O for a heart to praise my God - - 151 
 
 O that my load of sin were gone - - - 157 
 
 O thou, to whose all-searching sight - - 162 
 
 O Sun of Righteousness, arise - - - 168 
 
 O thou, the wretched's sure retreat - - 195 
 
 O come, all ye sons of Adam, and raise - 226 
 
 O come, loud anthems let us sing - - 227 
 
 O God of Bethel ! by whose hand - - 228 
 
 O thou, whose mercy hears - 233 
 
 O love divine, how sweet thou art 249 
 
 O thou that hear'st when sinners cry - 253 
 
 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand - - 256 
 
 O may my thoughts lie humble still - 26l 
 
 Once more, my soul, the rising day - - 274 
 
 O bless the Lord, our souls - 287 
 
 O sing to the Lord a new song - 288 
 
 Of him who did salvation bring - - 301 
 
 Our friendship sanctify and guide - - 329 
 
HYMPT 
 
 Oh ! for a closer walk with God - - 342 
 O God ! our help in ages past ... 350 
 
 O Jesus i at thy feet we wait - 398 
 
 O may my spirit daily rise - 403 
 
 O glorious hope of perfect love ! - - 400 
 
 Our souls, by love together knit - - - 415 
 
 Once more, before we part - 416 
 
 P 
 
 Praise ye the Lord ! 'tis good to raise 24 
 
 Praise ye the Lord, y 9 immortal choirs - 33 
 
 Praise to God, the Great Creator 86 
 
 Praise the Lord, ye heav'ns adore him - 87 
 
 Peace, troubled soul, thou need'st, &c. - - 296 
 
 Plung'd in a gulf of dark despair - - 303 
 
 Partners of a glorious hope - 330 
 
 Praise to thee thou great Creator - - 340 
 
 Pilgrims, we are to Canan bound - - - 414 
 
 Praise God, from whom all, &c. - - 426 
 
 Praise God the Father and the Son - - 427 
 
 R 
 
 Repenting sinners, hear - 7 
 
 Rejoice, the Lord is King - - - - 11 
 
 Rise, my soul ! and stretch thy wings - 26 
 
 Rise, ye dearly purchas'd sinners 98 
 
 Return, my roving heart return - - 209 
 
 Rejoice for a brother deceased - 354 
 
 Ransom'd sinners, sing the praises - - 410 
 
 S 
 
 Salvation! O the joyful sound ! 28 
 
 Son of God, if thy free grace - - - 81 
 
 Sovereign Lord of light and glory 84 
 
 Soon will our fleeting hours be past - 85 
 
 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? - - - 103 
 
 Sweet is the work, my God, my King - 131 
 
 Shepherd divine, our wants relieve - - .142 
 
 Son of God, thy blessing grant - .169 
 
See the Captain of salvation 
 
 Sages of ancient letter'd times ! 
 
 1 See how he lov'd,' exclaim'd the Jews 
 
 Sweet is the friendly voice 
 
 Sweet is the love that mutual glows 
 
 Sinners, obey the gospel word, - 
 
 Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay 
 
 See the Lord of glory dying, 
 
 Sing to the Lord, who loud proclaims 
 
 See, Jesus, thy disciples see 
 
 Show pity, Lord, O Lord forgive 
 
 Sweet as angel notes in heaven 
 
 Sing to the great Jehovah's praise 
 
 Shepherds rejoice/lift up your eyes 
 
 T 
 Thy ceaseless, unexhausted love - 
 Thee we adore, eternal Word - 
 The spacious firmament on high - 
 The Lord of Sabaoth let us praise 
 This, this is the God we adore 
 There is a God, all nature speaks 
 The Lord, the God of Glory, reigns 
 Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess 
 Thro' endless years thou art the same 
 The glitt'ring spangles of the sky 
 Thee will I love, my strength, &c. 
 The Saviour calls, let every ear 
 The Lord my Shepherd is - 
 Thy gracious aid, great God, impart - 
 ? Tis by thy strength the mountains, &c. 
 To God, of every good the spring 
 The praying spirit breathe - 
 The thing my God doth hate - 
 Thou Shepherd of Israel and mine 
 Thou great mysterious God unknown 
 30 
 
HYMS 
 
 Thine influence, mighty God, is felt - - 190 
 
 Thou Lamb of God, thou Prince, &c. - 198 
 
 Th/ice happy souls, who born from, &c. - 205 
 
 Thy presence, gracious God, afford, - - 211 
 
 The food on which thy children live - - 216 
 
 Thou who for sinners once wast slain - 218 
 
 The best of wisdom is to know - - - 221 
 
 The morning flow'rs display their, &c. - 238 
 
 The short-liv'd day declines in haste - - 239 
 
 There is a glorious world on high, - - 240 
 
 These mortal joys, how soon they fade - 241 
 
 Tho' ev'ry grace my speech adorn'd - - 242 
 
 Tho' others, confident and vain - 243 
 
 To the hills I lift mine eyes - - - 268 
 
 Thus far the Lord hath led me on - - 270 
 
 The Saviour bows his head and dies - 281 
 
 The Lord my pasture shall prepare - - 294 
 
 Try us, O God, and search the ground - 308 
 
 Thou God of truth and love - 309 
 
 Thro all the downward tracts of time - 339 
 
 Thee we adore, eternal Name - 345 
 
 There is a land of pure delight - - 378 
 
 Thou only Sovereign of my heart - 407 
 
 Tho' boundless your wants may appear - 412 
 
 The God of love will sure indulge - - 413 
 
 To God the Father, God the Son - - 428 
 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost - 429 
 
 To God the Father's throne - - - 431 
 
 To Father, Son, and Spirit, ever blest - - 432 
 
 U 
 
 Unite, my roving thoughts, unite - 23 
 
 Upright both in heart and will - 369 
 
 W 
 
 When all the mercies of my God 37 
 
 Wh?;l equal honours shall we bring 54 
 
 When doubts and fears prevailing rise - 73 
 
HYMN 
 
 When Israel's tribes were parch'd, &c. - 74 
 
 What shall I do my God to love - - 83 
 
 Why should the children of a King - - 106 
 
 When some kind shepherd from his fold - 113 
 
 What dreadful spot is this - - - - 116 
 
 We bless thee for this sacred day - - 127 
 
 Welcome, sweet day of rest - 128 
 
 When, gracious Lord, when shall it be - 183 
 
 We seek a rest beyond the skies - - - 189 
 
 Where two or three together meet - - 214 
 
 While thee I seek, protecting Pow'r - - 244 
 
 With glorious clouds encompast round - 248 
 
 What now is my object and aim - - - 254 
 
 Why do we mourn for dying friends - - 264 
 
 We lift our hearts to thee - 271 
 
 With rev'rence let the saints appear - - 290 
 
 When I can read my title clear - 300 
 
 Watch'd by the world's malignant eye - 318 
 
 With my substance I will honour - 336 
 
 When rising from the bed of death - - 346 
 
 Why should we start and fear to die - - 358 
 
 W r hile shepherds watch'd, &c. - 366 
 
 Wretched, helpless, and distrest - 371 
 
 When shall thy love constrain - 375 
 
 When life's tempestuous storms, &c. - - 393 
 
 While some in folly's pleasures roll - - 394 
 
 Where love with other graces reigns - - 395 
 
 W T hen, my Saviour, shall I be - - - 399 
 
 Y 
 
 Ye humble souls, approach your God 46 
 
 Ye sons of men, with joy record - 52 
 
 Ye nations round the earth, rejoice - - 107 
 
 Yet a few years, or days, perhaps - - 245 
 
 Z 
 Zion travellers, rise and sing ... 255 
 
CONSTITUTION 
 
 AM* 
 
 GENERAL RULES 
 
 OF THE 
 
 METHODIST SOCIETY. 
 
 SECTION I. 
 
 1. This Society shall be known as the "Methodist 
 Society." 
 
 2. This Society will endeavour to promote a circulating 
 ministry, to be regulated by a yearly conference or con- 
 ferences, consisting of ministers and lay representatives, 
 for the different societies composing the yearly confer- 
 ence, a majority of whom, shall form a quorum to trans- 
 act business. 
 
 3. They shall not do away the privileges of our ministers 
 or preachers of the right of trial by committee, and of 
 appeal to the yearly conference. 
 
 4. They shall not do away the right of our members of 
 trial by committee, and appeal to the society. 
 
 5. They shall not form any rule whereby the ministry 
 may interfere in the temporal concerns of the society. — 
 Neither shall any rules be made or altered unless there is a 
 majority of lay representatives present. 
 
 6. The yearly conference shall have authority, to prepare 
 rules and regulations, not inconsistent with this constitu- 
 tion, under the following restrictions. — They shall not 
 alter or revoke any of the following articles, or make 
 any rules repugnant thereto ; viz — 
 
 ARTICLES OF RRLIGION. 
 
 1. Of Faith in the Holy Trinity. 
 
 There is but one living and true God, everlasting, of in- 
 finite power, wisdom and goodness ; the maker and pre 
 30* 
 
server of all things, both visible and invisible. And in unity 
 of this God-head there are three persons of one substance, 
 power and eternity ; — the Father, the Son, and the Holy 
 Ghost. 
 
 2. Of the Word or Son of God. 
 
 The Son, who is the Word of the Father, the wisdom 
 and power of God, took man's nature in the womb of the 
 blessed Virgin, so that two whole and perfect natures, that 
 is to say, the God-head and manhood were joined together 
 in one person, whereof is one Christ, God and Man, who 
 suffered, was crucified, dead and buried, to reconcile his 
 Father to us, and to be a sacrifice, not only for original 
 guilt, but also for actual sins of men. 
 
 3. Of the Resurrection of Christ. 
 
 Christ did truly rise again from the dead, and took again 
 his body, with all things appertaining to the perfection of 
 man's nature, wherewith he ascended into heaven, and 
 there sitteth until he return to judge all men at the last day. 
 
 4. Of the Holy Ghost. 
 
 The Holy Ghost, proceeding from the Father and the 
 Son, is of one substance, majesty, and glory with the Father 
 and the Son, very and eternal God. 
 
 5. Of the Scriptures. 
 
 The Holy Scriptures contain information of all things 
 necessary to salvation : so that whatsoever is not read there- 
 in, nor may be proved thereby, is not to be required of any 
 man, or that it should be believed as an article of faith or 
 be thought requisite or necessary to salvation. By the Holy 
 Scriptures we understand the books of the Old and New 
 Testament as herein named. 
 
 Genesis, Exodus, Leviticus, Numbers, Deuteronomy, Jo- 
 shua, Judges, Ruth, the first and second book of Samuel, 
 first and second book of Kings, first and second book of 
 Chronicles, the book of Ezra, Nehemiah, Esther, Psalms, 
 Job, Proverbs, Ecclesiasties, or the Preacher, Cantica, or 
 Songs of Solomon, Four Prophets, the greater, viz : — Isaiah, 
 Jeremiah, Ezekiel, Dauiel-^Twelve Prophets the less, viz: 
 Hosea, Joel. Amos, Obadiah, Jonah, Micah, Nahum, Ha- 
 bakuk, Zephaniah, Haggia, Zechariah, Malachi — and all the 
 books of the New Testament as they are commonly re- 
 ceived. 
 
d. Of the Old Testament. 
 
 The Old Testament is not contrary to the New: for both 
 in the Old and New Testament, everlasting life is offered 
 to mankind by Christ, who is the only Mediator between 
 God and man, being both God and man — yet no Christian 
 whatsoever, is free from the obedience of the command- 
 ments which are called moral. 
 
 7. Of Original Sin. 
 Original sin is not the following of Adam, but it is the 
 corruption of the nature of every man, whereby man is 
 very far gone from original righteousness and inclined to 
 evil and that continually. 
 
 8. Of Free Will. 
 
 The condition of man since the fall of Adam, is such that 
 we cannot do good works pleasant and acceptable to God, 
 without the grace of God by Christ preventing us, that we 
 may have a good will, and working with as, when we have 
 that good will. 
 
 9. Of the Justification of Man. 
 
 We are accounted righteous before God, only for the 
 merit of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ by faith, and 
 not for our own work or deservings ; — Wherefore that we 
 are justified by faith only, is a most wholesome doctrine, 
 and very full of comfort. 
 
 10. Of Good Works. 
 Although good works, which are the fruits of faith, and 
 follow after justification, cannot put away our sins, yet are 
 they pleasing and acceptable to God in Christ, and spring 
 out of a true and lively faith, insomuch that by them a 
 lively faith may be as evidently known, as a tree is dis- 
 cerned by its fruit. 
 
 11. Of Works of Supererogation. 
 Voluntary works, besides over and above God's com- 
 mandments, which they call works of supererogation, can- 
 not be done or taught without arrogance, and impiety. For 
 by them men do declare, that they do not only render unto 
 God as much as they are bound to do, but that they do more 
 for his sake than of bounden duty is required : Whereas 
 Christ saith plainly, When ye have done all that is com- 
 manded you, say, We are unprofitable servants. 
 
12. Of Sin after Justification. 
 
 Not every sin willingly committed after justification, is 
 the sin against the Holy «ihust, and unpardonable. Where- 
 fore, the grant of repentance is not denied to such as fall 
 into sin after justification, if by the grace of God, they rise 
 again and amend their lives. 
 
 13. Of the Church. 
 
 The visible Church of Christ is a congregation of faithful 
 men, in which the scriptures are expounded, and the ordi- 
 nances duly administered, and worship performed accord- 
 ing to Christ's institution. 
 
 14. Of Purgatory. 
 
 The Romish doctrine concerning purgatory, pardon, 
 worshipping and adoration, as well of images as oi relics, 
 and also of invocation of saints, is a vain invention not 
 grounded upon scripture, but repugnant thereto. 
 
 15. Of Worship. 
 
 Speaking, praying, or ministering the ordinances in the 
 congregation in such a tongue as the people do not under- 
 stand, is repugnant to the scriptures, and the custom of the 
 primitive church. 
 
 16. Of the Sacraments. 
 
 Sacraments ordained of Christ, are not only badges or 
 tokens of christian men's profession, bat rather they are 
 certain signs of grace, and God's good will towards us, by the 
 which he doth work invisibly in us, and doth not only 
 quicken, but also, strengthen, and confirm our faith in him. 
 There are two sacraments ordained of Christ our Lord, in 
 the Gospel ; that is to say, Baptism, and the Supper of the 
 Lord. 
 
 17. Of Baptism. 
 
 Baptism is not only a sign of profession, and mark of dif- 
 ference, whereby christians are distinguished from others 
 that are not baptised ; but it is also a sign of regeneration 
 or the new birth. The baptism of young children should 
 be retained in the church. 
 
 18. Of the Lord's Supper. 
 
 The Supper of the Lord is not only a sign that christians 
 ought to bave'araong themselves one to another, bat rather 
 
is a confirmation of redemption by Christ's death : inso- 
 much, that to such as rightly, worthily, and with faith re- 
 ceive the same, the bread which we break is a partaking of 
 the body of Christ ; and likewise the cup of blessing is a 
 partaking of the blood of Christ. The substance of bread 
 and wine is not changed in the Supper of our Lord, but the 
 body of Christ is given, taken and eaten in the supper, only 
 after a heavenly and scriptural manner. And the mean 
 whereby the body of Christ is received and eaten in the 
 Supper, is faith. 
 
 19. Of both Kinds. 
 
 The cup of the Lord is not to be denied to the lay-peo- 
 ple : for both the parts of the Lord's Supper by Christ's or- 
 dinance and commandment ought to be administered to all 
 christians alike. 
 
 20. Of the one oblation of Christ, finished upon the Cross. 
 
 The offering of Christ once made is that perfect redemp- 
 tion, propitiation, and satisfaction for all the sins of the 
 whole world, both original and actual : and there is none 
 other satisfaction for sin but that alone. 
 
 21. Of the Marriage of Ministers. 
 
 The ministers of Christ are not commanded by God's law 
 either to avow the estate of single life, or to abstain from 
 marriage : therefore it is lawful for them, as for all other 
 Christians, to marry at their own discretion, as they shall 
 judge the same to serve best to godliness. 
 
 22. Of the Rites and Ceremonies of Churches. 
 
 It is not necessary that rites and ceremonies should in all 
 places be the same, or exactly alike : for they have been 
 always different, and may be changed according to the di- 
 versity of countries, times, and men's manners, so that no- 
 thing be ordained against the Scriptures. Whosoever, 
 through his private judgment, willingly and purposely doth 
 openly break the rites and ceremonies of the church to 
 which he belongs, which are not repugnant to the Scrip- 
 tures, offendeth against the common order of the church, 
 and should be reproved. Every particular church may or- 
 dain, 
 things may "be done to edification. 
 
23. Of the United Slates of America. 
 
 The United States of America, are a sovereign and inde- 
 pendent nation, and ought not to be subject to any foreign 
 jurisdiction. And the delegates of the people, are the rulers/ty 
 thereof according to the constitution of the same, and th< / ©/' 
 constitutions of their respective states. J e 
 
 e. 
 24 Of Christian Men's Goods. * 
 
 The riches and goods of Christians are not common °J 
 touching the right, title, and possession of the same, n - 
 withstanding, every man, ought, of such things as he pc 
 sesseth, liberally to give alms to the poor, according to h 
 ability. 
 
 25. Of Swearing. 
 
 We confess that vain and rash swearng is forbiddo 
 Christians by our Lord Jesus Christ, and James hisaposlle 
 yet we do not think the christian religion prohibits an^ 
 person from solemnly promising in such a manner am 
 form, as he may think consistent, to speak the truth, t( 
 perform the duties of an office, or to testify to facts, withir 
 his knowledge, so it be done in justice, judgment, and truth. 
 
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 SECTION II. 
 
 Of the Society. 
 
 This Society are united in order to pray together, to re- 
 ceive the word of exhortation, and to watch over one ano 
 ther in love, that they may help each other to work ou' 
 their salvation. 
 
 The Society is divided into Classes according to their rf 
 spcctive places of abode. There are about twenty persoi 
 in a Class, one of whom is the Leader, who is chosen 1? 
 the members. It is his duty to meet his class once a weei' 
 to inquire how their souls prosper, to advise, reprove, con 
 fort or exhort, as occasion may require. 
 
 When there are one hundred members who meet in or 
 place for worship, there shall be held at least once in •? 
 months, a Society Meeting, composed of such as are in fu 
 membership, who shall hear and determine appeals froi 
 the decision of the Monthly conference as provided, i 
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