FROM THE LIBRARY OF REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON, D. D. BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO THE LIBRARY OF PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY Hi* man Btctkn Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2012 with funding from Princeton Theological Seminary Library http://archive.org/details/universOOball THt /\/ ^l_ 23 1936 NEW COLLECTION PSALMS AND HYMNS, For the use of UNIVERSALIST SOCIETIES. BY UOSEA BALLOU, AND EDWARD TURNER. I will sing with the spirit, and I will sing with the understanding also. St. PauU BOSTON : PRINTED AND PUBLISHED BY MUNROE AND FRANCIS No. 4 Cornhill. (Corner of IVatcr-Strett.) 1824. DISTRICT OF MASSACHUSETTS, TO WIT .' District Clerk's OJict. L. S. Be it remembered, that on the fourteenth day of April, A.D. 1821, in the Forty-fifth year of the Independence of the United States of Amer- ica, Munroe & Francis, of the said District, have deposited in this office the title of a Book, the right whereof they claim as Proprietors, in the words following, to wit : " The Universalist Hymn-Book : anew collection of Psalms and Hymns, for the use of the Universalist Societies. By Hosea Ballou and Edward Turner. ' I will sing with the spirit, and I will sing with the understand- ing also.'— St . Paul:' In conformity to the act of the Congress of the United States, entitled, " An act for the encouragement of learning, by securing the copies of maps, charts, and books, to the authors and proprietors of such copies, during the times therein mentioned •," and also to an act entitled, iC An act supplementary to an act, entitled, An act for the encouragement of f learning, by securing the copies of maps, charts, and books, to the authors and proprietors of such copies during the times therein mentioned ; and extending the benefits thereof to the arts of designing, engraving, and etching historical and other prints." [JNO. W. DAVIS, Clerk of the District of Massachusetts. PREFACE. } ; compilers of the following Hymns consider it pro- per to introduce this result of their labours, to their breth- ren and the public generally, with a few brief observa- tions, explanatory of their objects and of the motives that induced them to undertake the present work. To " sing and make melody with the heart " and with the voice u to the Lord," is acknowledged to be a u reasonable service," as it certainly is a most pleasurable Christian exercise. In this exercise the heart and the voice should be in unison. The spirit of devotion should be attended with a clear apprehension of the consistency and truth of ihe matter of the song ; otherwise the worshipper cannot ;; sing with the spirit and with the understanding also." It is likewise highly proper and important, that the songs that are sung in a christian assembly, should correspond with the doctrine preached for their edification ; or, if this cannot be accomplished in all cases to minute exactness, it is still highly improper to present a direct opposition, between the hymns which are sung, and the discourse delivered, in the same service. The Hymn-Books hitherto used in many of our So- cieties possess many excellences, and contain considera- ble matter of a character truly evangelical. Such in par- ticular, is the Boston Collection. Yet this work, with some others, which have been in use, appears to the com- pilers to be exceptionable, and that in cases of highly doc- trinal importance. The sentiments, that the Deity requir- ed an expiring victim, by way of satisfaction to his justice ; that the death of Christ operated to cancel the debt which the sinner owed ; and that God died upon the cross and rose from the dead ; these, though undoubtedly believed with sincerity by those who composed the hymns in which they are found, are considered as unsupported by revela- tion, and unapproved by reason ; and they are not gene- rally believed in our societies. While selections have been cheerfully made from the works containing such sen- timents, of lrymns which appeared to possess claims to the devotional attention of Christians, those of the above des- cription have been carefully omitted. A large number of the hymns now used in the Univer- salist Societies in Boston, have been retained. Selections have been made from the Philadelphia hymn book, Watts', Belknap's and Emerson's collections, and the hymns pub- lished some years since, at the request and by the direc- tion of the General Convention of Universalists. With these selections a small number of original hymns have been incorporated. While existing societies, believing in the " common sal- vation," are increasing in the number of their members, and new communities of the same faith are forming in va- rious sections of the country, and possessing the privilege of Divine worship, a hope is entertained, that this compi- lation will contribute to aid, strengthen and animate the spirit of pure devotion. With this hope, the compilers commend the succeeding pages to the blessing of heaven, and to the patronage of their brethren. Boston. April 14, 1821. UNIVERSALIST HYMNS. T! HYMN 1. L. M. Praise for Providence. Mat. v. 45. Jlctsxiv. 17. Psalm cxlv. 16. ^HY ways, Lord, with wise design, Are fram'd upon thy throne above, And every dark or bending line Meets in the centre of thy love. 2 With feeble light, and half obscure, Poor mortals thine arrangements view, Not knowing that the least are sure, And the mysterious just and true. 3 Thy flock, thine own peculiar care, Though now thty seem to roam uney'd, Are led or driven only where They best and safest may abide. 4 They neither know, nor trace the way ; But, trusting to thy piercing Eye, None of their feet to ruin stray, Nor shall the weakest fail or die. 5 My favoured soul shall meekly learn To l.iy her reason at thy throne;' Too weak thy secrets to discern, I'll trust thee for r»y guide alone. Rippon's Cull. 1* HYMN 2. C. M. The Excellence of Scripture. Tim. iii. 16. Rom. xv. 4. TEWTHER of mercies, in thy word, -*■ What endless glory shines ! For ever be thy name ador'd For these celestial lines. ( 2 Here may the wretched sons of want Exhaustless riches find ; Riches, above what earth can grant ; And lasting as the mind. 3 Here, the fair tree of knowledge grows, And yields a free repast ; Sublimer sweets than nature knows, Invite the longing taste. 4 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice Spreads heavenly peace around \ And life and everlasting joys Attend the blissful sound. 5 Oh may these heavenly pages be My ever dear delight ; And still new beauties may I see, And still increasing light. 6^Divine Instructor, gracious Lord ! Be thou for ever near ; Teach me to love thy sacred word, And view my Saviour there. Mrs. Steele. HYMN 3. C. M. Praise for the Gospel. Ps. xcvi. 1. Luke iii. 5, 6. TO our almighty Maker, God, New honours be address'd ; His great salvation shines abroad, And makes the nations blest. 2 He spake the word to Abr'am first, His truth fulfils his giace ; The Gentiles make his name their trust, And learn his righteousness, 3 Let the whole earth his love proclaim, With all her diff 'rent tongues ; And spread the honours of his name, In melody and songs. Watts. HYMN 4. L. M. First and Second Adam. Rom. v. 14. 1 Cor. xv. 21,22. LORD, what was man when made at first, Adam, the offspring of the dust, That thou should'st set him and his race, But just below an angel's place ! 2 That thou should'st raise his nature so, And make him lord of all below ; Make ev'ry beast and bird submit, And lay the fishes at his feet. 3 But, O ! what brighter glories wait To crown the second Adam's state ! What honours shall thy Son adorn, Who condescended to be born ! 4 See him below his angels made : See him in dust among the dead, To save a ruin'd world from sin ; But He shall reign, with pow'r divine. 5 The world to come, redeem'd from all The miseries that attend the fall, New made and glorious, shall submit At our exalted Saviour's feet. Watts, HYMN 5. L. M. Christ and the Church. Psa. xlviii. 10. xlvii. 9. c. 4. 5. ^¥^HE King of saints, how fair his face, -* Adorn'd with majesty and grace ! He comes with blessings from above, And wins the nations to his love. 2 At his right hand, our eyes behold The queen array'd in purest gold ; The world admires her heav'nly dress, Her robe of joy and righteousness. 3 He forms her beauties like his own, He calls and seats her near his throne ; Fair stranger, let thine heart forget The idols of thy native state. 4 So shall the King the more rejoice In thee, the fav'rite of his choice ; Let him be lov'd, and yet ador'd, For he's thy- Maker and thy Lord. 5 O happy hour, when thou shalt rise To his fair palace in the skies ! And all thy sons (a num'rous train) Each like a prince in glory reign. 6 Let endless honours crown his head ; Let every age his praises spread ; While we with cheerful songs approve The condescension of his love. Watts. HYMN 6. Bights and Sevens Metre. Consolation of Israel. Jsa. xlix. 13. xl. 1, 2. Luke ii. 25, 26. 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. 2 Israel's strength and corJs6lation, Hope of all the saints thou art ; Dear desire of every nation, Joy of every longing heart. 3 Born thy people to deliver ; Born a child, and yet a king : Born to reign in us for ever, Now thy gracious kingdom bring : 4 By thine own eternal spirit, Rule in all our hearts alone ; By thine all-sufficient merit, Raise us to thy glorious throne. Hart. HYMN 7- C. M. Desire of all nations. Hag. ii. 7. Job. xiv. 15. ha. xxvi. 6. INFINITE excellence is thine, Thou lovely Prince of Grace ; Thine uncreated beauties shine With never-fading rays. 2 Sinners, from earth's remotest end, Come bending at thy feet ; To Thee their pray'rs and vows ascend, In Thee their wishes meet. 3 Thy name, as precious ointment shed, Delights the church around ; Sweetly the sacred odour's spread Through all Immanuel's ground. 4 Millions of happy spirits live On thine exhaustless store ; From Thee they all their bliss receive, And still Thou givest more. 5 Thou art their triumph, and their joy ; They find their all in Thee : Thy glories will their tongues employ Through all eternity. Rippon's t 10 HYMN 8. L. M. Universal Praise. Ps. lxvi. 4. Rev. v. 13. FROM all that dwell below the skies Let the Creator's praise arise : Let the Redeemer's name be sung Through ev'ry laDd, by ev'ry tongue. 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word : Thy praise shall sound from >shore to shore, Till suns shall rise to set no more. Watts. HYMN 9. C M. Fountain opened. Zee. xiii. 1. Psa. xxxvi. 9. ha. xii. 18. THERE is a fountain fill'd with blood, Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; And sinners plung'd beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains. 2 The dying thief rejoie'd to see That fountain in his day ; O may I there, though vile as he, Wash all my sins away ! 3 Dear, dying Lamb, thy precious blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransom'd church of God Be sav'd, to sin no more. 4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream, Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die. 5 But when this lisping , stamm'ring tongue Lies silent in the g r ave, Then, in a nobler, sweeter song, I'll sing thy pow'r to save. Cowper. 11 HYMN 10. L. i\I. King of Nations. Ps. ilvii.6, 7. lxxii. 10 — 14. JESUS shall reigu where'er the sun Does his successive journies tuq ; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 2 Behold the islands with their kings, And Europe her best tribute brings ; From north to south the princes meet, To pay their homage at his feet. 3 There Persia, glorious to behold, There India shines in eastern gold ; And barb'rous nations at his word Submit, and bow, and own their Lord. 4 For him shall endless pray'r be made, And praises throng to crown his head ; His name like sweet perfume shall rise With ev'ry morning sacrifice. 5 People and realms of every tongue Dwell on his love with sweetest song : And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on his name. 6 Blessings abound where'er he reigns, The prisoner leaps to loose his chains ; The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are blest. 7 Where he displays his healing power, Death and the curse are known no more ; In him the tribes of Adam boast More blessings than their father lost. 3 Let ev'ry creature rise and bring Peculiar honours to their King ; Angels descend with songs again, And earth repeat the long Amen. Watts. 12 A HYMN il. L. M. Rain of Heaven. Ps. lxxii. 6. Isa. lv. 10, 31. S show'rs on meadows newly mown, Jesus shall shed his blessings down ; Crown'd with whose life-infusing drops, Earth shall renew her blissful crops. 2 Lands, that beneath a burning sky, Have long been desolate and dry, TV effusions of bis love shall share, And sudden greens and herbage wear. 3 The dews and rains, in all their store, Drenching the pastures o'er and o'er, Are net so copious as that grace Which sanctifies and saves our race. 4 As, in soft silence vernal show'rs Descend, and cheer the fainting flow'rs ; So, in the secrecy of love, Falls the sweet influence from above. h That heavenly influence let me find In holy silence of the mind, While ev'ry grace maintains its bloom, Diffusing wide its rich perfume. 6 Nor let these blessings be confined To me, but pour'd on all mankind, Till earth's wild wastes in verdure rise, And a young Eden bless our eyes. Rippon's Coll. HYMN 12. S. M. Salvation, Righteousness and Strength. Isa. xlix. 6. lis. 16, 17. ^l^HE Lord on high proclaims ■*- His godhead from his throne ; u Mercy and justice are the names By which I will be known. 2 " 5Te dyiog souls, that sit In darkness and distress, Look from the boolt\s or the pit To my recov'ring grace." 13 Sinners shall hear the sound ; Their thankful tongues shall own Our righteousness and strength is found In thee, O Lord, alone. Iq thee shall Israel trust, And see their guilt forgiv'n ; God will pronounce the sinners just, And take the saints to heaven. Watts, HYMN 13. C. M. Offices of Christ prophetically described, /ya.xxix. 18, 24. xl. 45. f ARK the glad sound ! the Saviour comes, a The Saviour promis'd long ! Let ev'ry heart prepare a throne, And ev'ry voice a song. 2 On him the spirit, largely pour'd, Exerts its sacred fire ; Wisdom and might, and zeal and love, His holy breast inspire. 3 He comes, the prisoners to release, In satan's bondage held : The gates of brass before him burst, The iron fetters yield. 4 He comes, from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray ; And on the eye, oppress'd 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 hosannas, Prince of Peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim ; And Heaven's eternal an-hes ring With thy beloved name. Rippon's Coll. 2 14 HYMN 14. C. M. The Song of Angels. Luke ii. 10, 11,13, 14. l^HILE 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, (Tor mighty dread Had seized 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, A Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ! And this shall be the sign : 4 The heavenly Babe you there shall find, To human view displayed All meanly wrapt in swathing bands. And in a manger laid." o Thus spake the Seraph, and forthwith Appear'd a shining throng Of Angels, praising God, who thus Addressed their joyful song : 6 " All Glory be to God on high, And to the earth be peace ; Good will, henceforth, from heaven to men Begin and never cease." Episcopal Psalm. HYMN 15: Eight, Eight and Six Metre. Immanuel is born. Luke i. 68, 69, 70, ARISE, and hail the happy day ; Cast all low cares of life away, And thought of meaner things ; This day to cure our deadly woes, The Sun of Righteousness arose. With healing in its wings. 15 2 If angels, on that happy morn The Saviour of the world was born, Pour'd forth their joyful songs ; Much more should we of human race Adore the wonders of his grace To whom that grace belongs. 3 O then let heaven and earth rejoice, Let evVy creature join his voice, To hymn the happy day, When satan's empire vanquish'd fell, And all the powers of death and hell Confess'd his sov'reign sway. Howard's Coll. HYMN 16. C. M. Praise. Ps. xxix. 2. xxiv. 1. lxvii. 5. JOY to the world ! the Lord is come ; Let earth receive her King : Let every heart prepare him room, And Heaven and nature sing. 2 Joy to the earth, the Saviour reigns; Let men their songs employ ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains, Repeat the sounding joy. 3 No more let sins and sorrows grow, Nor thorns infest the ground ; He comes to make his blessings flow Far as the curse is found. 4 He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the nations prove The glories of his righteousness, And wonders of his love. Watts, 16 HYMN 17. Sevens Metre. Jesus glorified. Jlclsi. 10, 11. Htb. i. 5. TTAIL the day that sees him rise, -*-"- Ravish'd from our wishful eyes ! Christ, awhile to mortals given, Reascends his native heaven ! There the pompous triumph waits, Lift your heads, eternal gates! Wide unfold the radiant scene, Take the King of glory in ! c l Him, though highest heaven receives, Still he loves the earth he leaves; Though returning to his throne, Still he calls mankind his own : Still for us he intercedes, Prevalent his death he pleads ; Next himself prepares our place, Harbinger of human race. 3 Master, (may we ever say) Taken from our head to-day, See thy faithfnl servant, see, Ever gazing up to thee ! Grant, though parted from our sight, High above yon azure height, Grant our hearts may thither rise, Following thee beyond the skies. 4 Ever upward let us move, Wafted on the wings of love ; Looking when our Lord shall come, Longing, gasping after home ; There we shall with thee remain, Partners of thine endless reign ; There thy face unclouded see, Find our heaven of heaven in thee. Wesley's Coll, 17 HYMN 18. Sevens Metre. Lift up your heads, ye everlasting doors. Psa. xxiv. 7—10. ANGELS, roll the rock away, Death yield up thy mighty prey : See ! he rises from the tomb, Glowing with immortal bloom. Hallelujah. 2 'Tis the Saviour ! angel?, raise Fame's eternal trump of praise ; Let the earth's remotest bound Hear the joy-inspiring sound. Hallelujah. 3 Now, ye saints, lift up your eyes, Now to glory see him rise, In long triumph up the sky, Up to waiting worlds on high. Hallelujah. 4 Heaven displays her portals wide ; Glorious Jesus, thro' them ride ; King of glory, mount thy throne, Thy great Father's and thy own. Hallelujah. 5 Praise him, all ye heav'nly choirs, Praise and sweep your golden lyres ; Shout, O earth, in rapturous song ! Let the strains be sweet and strong. Hallelujah. 6 Ev'ry note with wonder sweli, Sin o'erthrown, and captiv'd hell ; Where is hell's once dreaded king? Where, O death, thy mortal sting ? Hallelujah. Rippon's Coll. HYMN M. L. M. Jesus exalted as a Prince and Saviour. Acts vi. 31. Isa. lxxxix. 27 Hch. ii. 8. Xj^ XALTED Prince of life, we own -" The royal honours of thy throne : 'Tis hVd by God's almighty hand, And ieraphs bow at thy command. 2* 18 2 Exalted Saviour, we confess The sovereign triumphs of thy grace; Where beams of gentle radiance shine, And temper majesty divine. 3 Wide thy resistless sceptre sway, Till all thine enemies obey : Wide may thy cross its virtue prove, And conquer millions by its love. 4 Mighty to vanquish, and forgive ! Thine Israel shall repent and live ; And loud proclaim thy healing breath, Which works their life, who wrought thy death. Doddridge. hymn so. L. M. The Triumphs of the Exalted. Psa. xc. 1—4. PI^HUS the eternal Father spake ■*■ To Christ the Son : " Ascend and sit At my right hand, till I shall make Thy foes submissive at thy feet. 2 From Zion shall thy word proceed ; Thy word, the sceptre in thy hand, Shall make the hearts of rebels b!eed, And bow their wills to thy command. 3 That day shall show thy power is great, When saints shall flock with willing minds, And sinners crowd thy temple gate, Where holiness in beauty shines." 4 O blessed powV ! O glorious day ! What a large victVy shall ensue 1 And converts, who thy grace obey, Exceed the drops of morning dew. Watts- HYMN 21. CM. The Privilege of public Worship. Psa. cxxxii f (HUE Lord in Zion plac'd his name, -fi- His ark was settled there ; To Zion the whole nation came To worship thrice a year. 19 3 But we have no such length to go, Nor wander far abroad : Where'er thy saints assemble now, There is a house for God. 3 Here, mighty God ! accept our vows, Here let thy praise be spread : Bless the provisions of thy house, And fill thy poor with bread. 4 Here let the son of David reign ; Let God's anointed shine ; Justice and truth his court maintain, With love and power divine. Watts. HYMN 22. CM. Asking the Way to Zion. Jer. i. 5. INQUIRE, ye pilgrims, for the way That leads to Zion's hill ; And thither set your steady face, With a determin'd will. 2 Invite the strangers all around, Your pious march to join ; And spread the sentiments you feel Of faith and love divine. 3 Come, let us to his temples haste, And seek his favour there ; Before his footstool humbly bow, And pour out fervent prayer. 4 Come, let us join our souls to God In everlasting bands ; And seize the blessings he bestows With eager hearts and hands. 5 Come, let us seal, without delay, The covenant ot his grace ; Nor shall the years of distant life Its memory efface. 20 6 Thus may our risiog offspring haste To see their fathers' God ; Nor e'er forsake the happy path Their youthful feet have trod. Doddridge. H HYMN it.. C. M. Attendance on Divine Worship. Ps. cxxii, OW did my heart rejoice to hear My friends devoutly say, In God's own house let us appear, And keep the solemn day. 2 My soul shall pray for Zion still, While life or breath remains : There my best friends, my kindred dwell, There God my Saviour reigns. 3 Peace be within this sacred place, And joy a constant guest I With holy gifts and heavenly grace Be her attendants blest ! Watts. HYMN 24. L. M. The Church the garden of God. Ps. xcii. 12, Lc, LORD ! 'tis a pleasant thing to stand In gardens planted by thy hand ; Let me within thy courts be seen, Like a young cedar fresh and green. 2 There grow thy saints in faith and love, Blest with thine influence from above ; Not Lebanon, with all its trees, Yields such a comely sight as these. 3 The plants of grace shall ever live ; Nature decays, but grace must thrive ; Time, that doth all things else impair, Still makes them flourish strong and fair. 4 Laden with fruits of age, they show The Lord is holy, just, and true; None that attend his courts shall find A God unfaithful or unkind. Watts. 21 HYMN 25. L. M. Acceptable Worship. COME ! pay the worship God requires, Inflam'd with pure and holy fires ; When love celestial warms the breast, Our homage, and our vows, are blest. 2 When piety, and truth refin'd, Possess the temple of the mind, With grateful flames the altars glow, And God will visit man below. Bgyse. HYMN 26. C. M. The same subject. WHEREWITH shall I approach the Lord, And bow before his throne ? Oh ! how procure his kind regard, And for my guilt atone? 2 Shall altars flame, and victims bleed, And spicy fumes ascend ? Will these my earnest wish succeed, And make my God my friend? 3 O no, my soul ; 'twere fruitless all ; Such offerings are vain : No fatlings from the field or stall His favour can obtain. 4 To men their rights T must allow, And proofs of kindness give ; To God with humble reverence bow, And to his glory live. 5 Hands that are clean, and hearts sincere, He never will despise ; And cheerful duty he'll prefer To costly sacrifice. Brown 22 HYMN §7. C. M. Sincerity and Hypocrisy. John iv. 24. ^J_OD is a spirit, just and wise, ^* He sees our inmost mind ; In vain to heaven we raise our cries, And leave our souls behind. 2 Nothing but truth before his throne With honour can appear ; The formal hypocrites are known Through the disguise they wear. 3 Their lifted eyes salute the skies, Their bended knees the ground ; But God abhors the sacrifice, Where not the heart is found. 4 Lord ! search my thoughts, and try my ways, And make my soul sincere ; Then may 1 stand before thy face, And find acceptance there. Watts, HYMN £8. L M. Things below and Things above. Ps. ciii. 15, 16. OF mortal life, how short the date ! Like flowVs, which in their brightest state With gaudy hues the fields adorn, But soon by passing storms are torn. 2 Their boasted beauty reft away, How quick the vernal blooms decay ! Each in an hour its pride resigns, And withVing in the dust reclines. 3 So transient is the life of man, At most a brief contracted span ; Tt blooms, it fades ; and serves to show How vain, how frail are things below. 4 To things above with fix'd desire Then let our better hopes aspire ; To realms, where, in eternal day, Nor mortals die, nor flow'rs decay. Merrick, 23 HYMN 39. Eights and Sevens Metre. Surrounding the Mercy Seat. FAR from mortal cares retreating, Sordid hopes and fond desires, Here, our willing footsteps meeting, Ev'ry 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 ? — Ev'ry pure and humble mind ; Ev'ry 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 Ev'ry 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. John Taylor. HYMN 30. L. M. The love of God better than life. Ps. lxiir. 1—6. ^^REAT God, indulge my humble claim ; ^-* Thou art my joy, and thou my rest ; The glories that compose thy name, Stand all engag'd to make me blest. 2 While in thy house I now appear Amoug thy saints, and seek thy face ; O may I see thy mercy here, And taste the blessings of tby grace ! 24 3 Not all by worldly men possessed, Nor all the joys our senses know, Could make me so divinely blest, Or raise my cheerful passions so. 4 My life itself, without thy love, No real pleasure could afford ; 'Twould but a tiresome burden prove If I were banish'd from the Lord, 5 Amidst the wakeful hours of night, When busy cares afflict my head, One thought of thee gives new delight,. And adds refreshment to my bed. 6 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 fill the remnant of my days. W ATTS » w HYMN 31. CM. Homage and Devotion. ITH sacred joy we lift our eyes To those bright realms above, That glorious temple in the skies, Where dwells eternal love. 2 Before the awful throne we bow Of heaven's almighty King : Here we present the solemn vow, And hymns of praise we sing. 3 Thee we adore : and, Lord ! to thee Our filial duty pay : Thy service, unconstrain'd and free, Conducts to endless day. 4 While in thy house of pray'r we kneel With trust and holy fear, Thy mercy and thy truth reveal, And lend a gracious ear. 2j 5 With fervour teach our hearts to pray, And tune our lips to sing ; Nor from thy presence cast away The sacrifice we bring. Jervi HYMN 32. L. M. Humble Worship. GREAT King of kings, eternal God, Shall mortal creatures dare to raise, Their songs to thy supreme abode, And join with angels in thy praise ? 2 Man, O how far remov'd below ! Wrapt in the shades of gloomy night ; His brightest days can only show A few faint streaks of distant light. 3 But see ! The bright, the morning star, Rising shall chase the shades away ; His beams, resplendent from afar, Promise a sweet immortal day. 4 To him our longing eyes we raise, Our guide to Thee, the Great Unknown; Through him, O may our humble praise Accepted rise before thy throne. Mrs. Steele. HYMN 33. L. M. The Sacrifice of the Heart. WHEN, as returns this solemn day, Man comes to meet his maker, God, What rites, what honours shall he pay? How spread his sovereign's praise abroad ? °l From marble domes and gilded spires Shall curling clouds of incense rise ? And gems, and gold, and garlands deck The costly pomp of sacrifice ? 3 26 3 Vain, sinful man ! creation's Lord Thy golden ofFrings well may spare : But give thy heart, and thou shalt find, Here dwells a God who heareth pray'r. Barbaulb. HYMN 34. L. M. The Christian Sabbath. AGAIN our weekly labours end, And we the sabbath's call attend : Improve, ray soul, the sacred rest, And learn for ever to be blest. 2 This day may our devotions rise To beav'n a grateful sacrifice ; 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 Which for the sons of God remains, The end of cares, and toils, and pains. 4 In varied scenes, both old and new, With joy, great God ! thy works we view ; In praise recal thy mercies past In hope thy future mercies taste. 5 In holy duties, let the day, In holy pleasures, pass away : How sweet this sabbath thus to spend In hope of that which ne'er shall end. Cappe's Selec. HYMN 35. C. M. The Sabbath of the Soul. SLEEP, to-day, tormenting cares, Of earth and folly born ! Ye shall not dim the light that streams From this celestial morn. 2 To-morrow will be time enough To feel vour harsh control : 27 Ye shall not violtae, this day, The sabbath of my soul. 3 Sleep, forever, guilty thoughts ! Let fires of vengeance die ; And, purg'd from sin, may 1 behold A God of purity ! Mrs. Barbauld. HYMN 36. C. M. A Lords day Hymn. THIS is the day the Lord of life Did from the dead arise ; My thoughts, exalt the lofty theme, In anthems to the skies. 2 Let no vain cares divert my mind From this celestial road ; Nor all the honours of the earth Detain my soul from God. 3 Think of the splendours of that place, The joys that are on high ; Nor meanly rest contented here, With worlds beneath the sky. 4 Heav ? n is the birth-place of the saints, To heav'n their souls ascend ; Th' Almighty owns his fav'rite race, As Father and as Friend. 5 O may these iovely titles prove My comfort and defence, When the sick couch shall be my lot, And death shall call me hence. Cotton. HYMN 37. L. M. A Hymn for the Lord's day. SWEET is the work, my God ! my King ! To praise thy name, give thanks and sing ; To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night. 28 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest ; No mortal care shall seize my breast : My heart shall triumph in the Lord, And bless his works, and bless his word. 3 And I shall share a glorious part, When grace hath well refin'd my heart, When doubts and fears no more remain, To break my inward peace again. 4 Then shall I see, and hear, and know, All I desir'd or wish'd below : And ev'ry pow'r find sweet employ In the eternal world of joy. Watts. HYMN 38. C, M. The Lord's day Morning-. 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 wrapt 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 ev'ry heart, And praise on evVy tongue. 4 Ten thousand differing lips still join To hail this welcome morn, Which scatters blessings from its wings To nations yet unborn. Mrs Barbauld. HYMN 39. CM. The same. HAIL, happy morn ! whose early ray Beheld the Saviour rise ; Welcome again, auspicious day ! To our rejoicing eyes. 29 2 On this blest morn, birth-day of hope ! Let not one soul be sad ; This is the day the Lord hath made, And bids his saints be glad. 3 Come, and the wonders of the day, In notes harmonious sing ; Tell to the world the conquest's gain'd By your victorious King. 4 O happy souls, that feel the pow'r Of his attractive love ! With him they die, with him they live, And seek the things above. Needham. HYMN 40. Eight, Eight, and Six Metre. Attendance upon Religious Institutions. I'LL bless Jehovah's glorious name, Whose goodness heav'n and earth proclaim, With ev'ry morning light ; And at the close of ev'ry day, To him my cheerful homage pay, Who guards me through the night. 2 Then in his churches to nppear, 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 sorrows in my breast, I'll celebrate the dying feast Of my departed Lord ; And while his perfect love I view, His bright example I'll pursue, And meditate his word. Miss Day. 3* 30 HYMN 41, L. M The Wisdom of God. r I ^HE depths of wisdom who can find ? ■* Or search an uncreated mind ? From everlasting, wisdom stood As one brought up and nurs'd of God. 2 Ere earth's foundations deep were laid, Or mountains in the balance weigh'd, Wisdom divine, in virgin youth, Drew ev'ry golden line of truth. 3 She struck her compass, drew her lines, Her hand the mighty deep confines; She measur'd ev'ry globe or sphere, And mark'd their circuit through the year, 4 The different seasons did ordain, The wat'ry clouds to give us rain, The winds to blow, the streams to run ; They order keep, since time begun. 5 Well she was pleas' d with all her ways ; They sure were fix'd for endless days ; But on the sons of Adam's race, She pour'd the richest of her grace, 6 In them her joys excelled far, Tho' she controlled ev'ry star ; Her sweet delights, and joys unknown, Are placing men upon her throne. H. Ballot. HYMN 42. L. M. The reign of God— From the Revelations, and Isaiah. WHEN God descends, with men to dwell, And all creation makes anew ; What tongue can half the glories tell, Or eye the matchless wonders view i 2 Zion, the desolate, shall sing, The wilderness with roses bloom ; Carmel and Sharon both shall bring Their spices, and their rich perfume. 31 3 The weak are strong, the fearful boid, The dumb shall sing in anthems sweet : The lame shall walk, the blind behold Their God, and worship at his feet. 4 Celestial streams shall gently flow, The wilderness shall joyful be : Lilies on parched ground shall grow, And gladness spring from ev'ry tree. 5 The wolves, with lambs, in meadows go, The tigers harmless as the kid ; The lion shall no anger show, But, with the calf, shall tamely feed. 6 Thus kings and slaves shall meet in love, Old pride shall die, and meekness reign : When God descends from worlds above, To dwell with men on earth again. H. Ballot. HYMN 43. L. M. The operations of nature speak the existence of a God, Rom. i. 20. ALL nature speaks, let men give ear, And bow the reverential knee ; The voice of nature they shall hear, The God of nature they shall see. 2 Behold the stars with brilliant light, And planets which in order move! They all proclaim a God of might, And testify a God of love. 3 The glorious sun, whose gentle beams Enliven all things here below ; The lucid moon, with paler gleams, Proclaim a God that made them so. 4 Survey the whole capacious earth, The sea and land, rocks, hills, and plains ; The God of nature gave them birth, And by his law the whole maintains. 5 Behold the trees in verdure rise ! God's wisdom shines in all their leaves : 32 Behold the birds that mount the skies, And fish that fill the mighty seas ! 6 In them is seen a God of pow'r, From whom all life and being came : Then let us all the Lord adore, And bow before his matchless name. Kneeland. HYMN 44. C. M. A threefold cord is not easily broken. T¥1HE Lord in pow'r and wisdom reigns, -*- With everlasting might ; Unchanging love and truth maintains, And beams celestial light. 2 No human mind can comprehend His vast, mysterious plan ; Nor angels, who before him bend, His boundless nature scan. 3 O trust in God, each trembling soul ; Despondency, away ! His blessings reach from pole to pole, A plenitude for thee. 4 Wisdom, for good, doth all control, And love and pow'r agree ; This threefold cord, believe, my soul, Can never broken be. 5 Unite in praise, O men, your hearts, And strike the golden lyre ; Angels, attune your golden harps, And sound his praises high. S. Streetek, HYMN 45. S. M. The blessings of the sun. Psalm, xix. 5. 6. BEHOLD the brilliant sun, Like to a bridegroom drest, Come from the curtains of the east, And shine unto the west ! 2 All nature doth rejoice, At his refulgent rays ; 33 The teeming earth, the fruitful trees, Attune their voice to praise. 3 Hark ! hear the tuneful birds Begin their morning lay ; The bleating flocks, the lowing herds, Welcome the king of day. 4 Nor man of nobler form, Nor creeping things more mean, Doth he refuse to bless and warm, With his enliv'ning beam. 5 So shall God's only Son, In lucid beams of grace ; Arise with healing in his wings, And all the nations bless. 6 The woodlands shall rejoice, The vernal warblers sing ; But melody of praise from man, Thro' earth, shall louder ring, S. Streeter, HYMN 40. Sevens Metre. Characters of Christ. TVJEDIATOR, Son of God! -»-▼-■- Spread thy boundless love abroad. Counsellor, the Prince of Peace ! Fill the world with truth and grace. 2 Sun of righteousness ! arise ! Send thy light around the skies. Life of all the quick and dead I Feed our souls with living bread. 3 Leader of the halt and blind ! Raise to life the sinking mind. Binder of the broken heart ! Grace to ev'ry soul impart. 4 Opner of the sealed book ! Cause the world therein to look Taker of the vail away I Lead us to eternal dav. 34 5 Raiser of the dead to life ! Save the world from war and strife. Saviour of rebellious man ! Prosecute th' eternal plan. 6 Ojpner of the prison door ! Captive souls to light restore. Lamb of God to finish sin ! Bring thy work unto an end. Kneeland, HYMN 47. CM. Natural objects, images of spiritual. LO, what a speaking lustre shines In all the works of God ; His wisdom writ in fairest lines, His pow'r declar'd abroad. 2 The heav'ns, adorn'd with moon and stars, Express his glorious skill ; The day his strong impression bears, The night attends his will. 3 Their language through the earth is heard ; One all-extending voice Proclaims (he cheering, peaceful word, Which bids the earth rejoice. 4 Behold yon glowing, radiant sun, Great source of blissful light, Rejoicing, while his course to run, He sheds effulgence bright ! 5 Such is thy law, O God of grace ! Which renovates the soul ; A law of love, and truth, and peace. That makes the wounded whole. 6 Nor shall its moral light grow dim, Or ever fade away ; The present, gentle, rising beam Shall shed a boundless day. Turner. 3j HYMN 48. L. M. God is Love. WHEN my astonish'd eyes behold My Maker's works, below, above ; And read bis name in lines of gold, I surely know that God is Love. 2 When I observe his written word, His promises of grace I prove ; I wonder men don't praise the Lord, For Scripture saith that " God is Love" 3 What gentle streams of pleasure roll ! What quick'ning from the mystic Dove! Now peace divine fills all my soul, And 1 can shout " my God is Love." 4 Now heav'nly courage I'll put on, For far away my fear is drove ; I'll bow before the living Son, And loud proclaim, "My God is Love" H.Ballou. HYMN 49. S. M. Christ fairer than men. Ps. xlv. 1, CELESTIAL Pow'r above, Impart thy holy fire, And fill my soul with heav'nly love, While I attune my lyre. Help me the joyful theme With pleasure to indite ; The grace and glory of the Lamb, The matchless King of Light. Ten thousand times more fair Than all the sons of men, Art thou, my Saviour, and my Lord, My everlasting Friend. Into thy lips were pour'd Celestial streams of grace ; That thou might plent'ously afford To souls in keen distress. 36 5 God hath anointed thee With majesty and pow'r ; And universal blessings crown Thy reign for evermore. 6 All kindred, tongues shall be The trophies of thy grace ; Rais'd to immortal scenes of joy, To sing thine endless praise. S. Streeter. HYMN 50. L. M. The True Light. John i. 9, &c. IEHOLD the sun, whose cheering light Dispels the darkness of the night • Beams from the east his gentle rays, And in the west his light displays ! 2 So, like the sun, did Christ appear, Or like the bright and morning star ; Enlight'ning all the world below, That every man the truth may know. 3 The glorious Sun of Righteousness Came down the nations all to bless, To spread the truth from pole to pole, And bring again the ransom'd soul. 4 The lame, the halt, the deaf, the blind, In Jesus shall salvation find ; And in his name shall all confess, The Lord is God our Righteousness. Kneeland. HYMN 51. L M. Religion — a Heaven below. ^¥^0 wand'rers in the dismal road -*- Which leads to sin's most fatal woe, Religion points the way to God, And gives the peace of heaven below. 2 The slaves to error, the destroy'd, Who neither joy nor comfort know, In iron servitude employed, Find in Religion — heaven below. 37 3 To the oppress'd, the poor not fed, Who from the rich quite empty go, Religion brings fair Zion's bread, And fills the soul with heaven below. 4 Those who in riches, fame and powV, Nothing but anxious cares can know, Find in Religion's humble bow'r, That peace which makes a heaven below 5 The sick, the weak, the dying too, Who earthly joys nor comforts know, In pure religion have a view, Of things which makes a heaven below. H. Ballot. HYMN 52. L. P. M. FromPi. Ixxiv. 16, 17. THOU art, O God ! the life and light Of all this wondVous world we see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from thee* Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thine. 2 When day, with farewell beam, delays Among the opening clouds of even, And we can almost think we gaze Thro' golden vistas into heaven ; - Those hues that make the sun's decline So soft, so radiant, Lord ! are thine. 3 When night, with wings of starry gloom, O'ershadows all the earth and skies, Like some dark, beauteous bird, whose plume Is sparkling with unnumber'd eyes ; — That sacred gloom, those fires divine So grand, so counties?, Lord ! are thine. 4 38 4 When youthful spring around us breathes, Thy spirit warms her fragrant sigh ; And ev'ry flower the summer wreathes, Is born beneath thy kindling eye. Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thine. Sacred Melodies. HYMN 53. C. M. u Remember thy Creator in the days of thy youth." T N the soft season of thy youth, -*- In nature's smiling bloom, Ere we arrive and trembling wait Its summons to the tomb ; 5 Remember thy Creator God ; For him thy powers employ ; Make him thy fear, thy love, thy hope, Thy confidence and joy. 3 He shall defend and guide thy cause Through life's uncertain sea, Till thou art landed on the shore Of blest eternity. 4 Then seek the Lord betimes, and choose The path of heavenly truth; The earth affords no lovelier sight Than a religious youth. Salisbury Coll. HYMN 54. L. M. A Christmas Hymn. LET all the powers of music join, In one exalted chorus raise Loud anthems to the theme divine, And fill all heaven and earth with praise. 2 To us is born a Son, to reign High on a throne of grace divine, 39 \nd universal empire gain, Through ev'ry land and ev'ry clime. 3 The banners of his grace unfurPd, Shall lead to victory and peace ; Shall raise from death a sinking world, Nor shall his spreading glory cease, 4 A flood of light his path illumes, And enters ev'ry dark recess; An all-devouring flame consumes, And makes each foe his power confess. 6 In council wonderful and wise, All human wisdom shall confound, While death itself before him dies, And life, and joy, and peace abound. 6 An everlasting Father kind, The world shall own his matchless grace, And ev'ry child of sorrow find The favour of his radiant face. 7 A mighty God, the prince of peace, Thrones, powers, dominions to him bend ; And groaning pris'ners find release, Rebellion now shall have an end. 8 Let all the powers below, above, In one harmonious anthem raise The honours of the God of love, And fill the universe with praise. H. Balloi HYMN 55. C. M. Universal Depravity. Ps. xiv. FOOLS in their hearts believe and say, 44 That all religion's vain ; 44 There is no God that reigns on high, • 44 Or minds th' affairs of men." 2 From thoughts so dreadful and profane Corrupt discourse proceeds ; 40 And by their impious hands are done Abominable deed?. 3 The Lord, from his celestial throne, Look'd down on things below, To find the men that sought his grace, Or did his justice know. 4 He saw that all were gone astray, Their practice all the same; That none did fear his Maker's hand, That none did love his name. 5 Their tongues are us'd to speak deceit, Their slanders never cease ; How swift to mischief are their feet, Nor know the paths of peace ! 6 Such seeds of sin, that bitter root, In every heart are found ; Nor will they bear diviner fruit Till grace refine the ground. Watts, HYMN 56. C. M. The Blessings of Nature and Grace. LET heathens to their idols haste, And worship wood or stone ; But my delightful lot is cast Where the true God is known. 2 In this enlighten'd, pleasant land, My happy portion lies; Where nature's ever bounteous hand All human want supplies. 3 Therefore my soul shall bless the Lord, Whose precepts give me light, And consolation still afford In sorrow's dismal night. 4 I strive each action to approve To thine all-seeing eye ; No danger shall my hope remove. For thou art ever nigh. 41 Thou shalt the paths of life display, Which to thy presence lead ; Where pleasures dwell without allay, Aad joys which never fade. Watts and Tate varied. HYMN 57. C. Bi. The transforming vision of God MY God, the visits of thy face Afford superior joy To all the flattering world can give, Or mortal hopes employ. 2 But clouds and darkness intervene, My brightest joys decline ; And earth's gay trifles oft ensnare This wand'ring heart of mine. 3 Lord, guide this wand'ring heart to thee ; Uftsatisfy'd I stray ; Break through the shades of sense and sin, With thy enlivening ray. 4 O let thy beams resplendent shine, And every cloud remove ; Transform my powers, and fit my soul For happier scenes above. 5 Lord, raise my faith, my hope, my heart, To those transporting joys ; Then shall I scorn each little snare, Which this vain world employs. 6 Then, though I sink in death's cold sleep, To life I shall awake ; \nd, in the likeness of my God, Of heav'nly bliss partake. Mrs. Steele. 4* 4'2 HYMN 68. 0. M. The Voice of Nature proclaiming God. Ps. xix, ^ipHE heav'ns declare thy glory, Lord, A Which that alone can fill ; The firmament and stars express Their great Creator's skill. 2 The dawn of each returning day Fresh beams of knowledge brings; And from the dark returns of night, Divine instruction springs. 3 Their powerful language to no realm Or region is confin'd ; ? Tis nature's voice, and understood Alike by all mankind. 4 Their doctrine does its sacred sense Through earth's extent display, Whose bright contents the circling sun Does round the world convey. 5 No bridegroom, on his nuptial day, Has such a cheerful face ; No giant does like him rejoice To run his glorious race. 6 From east to west, from west to east, His restless course he goes; And, through his progress, cheerful light And vital warmth bestows. Tate HYMN 59. L. M. Nature and Scripture compared. Ps. xix. f IpHE heavens declare thy glory, Lord, A In every star thy wisdom shines; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines. 2 The roiling sun, the changing light, And nights and days thy power confess ; But the blest volume thou hast writ [to veals thy justice and thy grace. 43 3 San, moon and stars convey thy praise Through the whole earth, and never stand ; So when thy truth began its race, It touched and glanc'd on every land. 4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest, Till through the world thy truth has run ; Till Christ hath all the nations blest That see the light or feel the sun. 5 Great sun of righteousness, arise ; Bless the dark world with heavenly light ; Thy gospel makes the simple wise, Thv laws are pure, thy judgments right. 6 Thy noblest wonders here we view, In souls renew'd and sins forgiven ; Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew, And make thy word my guide to heaven. Watts. HYMN 60. S. M. For the Lord's Day Morning. Ps. xix. BEHOLD, the morning sun Begins his glorious way, His beams through all the nations run, And life and light convey. 1 But where the gospel comes, It spreads diviner light ; It calls dead sinners from their tombs, And gives the blind their sight. 3 How perfect is thy word ! And all thy judgments just ! For ever sure thy promise, Lord, And we securely trust. 4 My gracious God, how plain Are thy directions given ! O may I never read in vain, But find the path to heaven ! • 5 I hear thy word with love 3 O help me to obey ! 44 Send thy good Spirit from above, To guide me, lest I stray. 6 Whilst with my heart and tongue I spread thy praise abroad ; Accept the worship and the song, My Saviour and my God. Watts. HYMN 61. L. M. The exaltation of Christ. Ps. xxi. DAVID rejoie'd in God his strength, Rais'd to the throne by special grace ; But Christ the Son appears at length, Fulfils the triumph and the praise. 2 How great is the Messiah's joy In the salvation of thy hand ! Lord, thou hast rais'd his kingdom high, And giv'n the world to his command. 3 Thy goodness grants whate'er he will, Nor doth the least request withhold ; Blessings of love prevent him still, And crowns of glory, not of gold. 4 Honour and majesty divine Around his sacred temples shine ; Blest with the favour of thy face, And length of everlasting days. Watts'- HYMN 63. C. M. Obedience to God due from all Men. LET all the various tribes of men To God their homage pay ; And distant nations of the earth, One sovereign Lord obey. 2 'Tis his prerogative supreme O'er subject kings to reign ; 'Tisjust that he should rule the world, Who does the world sustain. 46 3 The rich, whom lie with plenty feeds, His goodness shall confess; The soiis of want, whom he relieves, Their bounteous patron bless. 4 With humble confidence to God Let all for aid repair : For he who first their beings gave, Will make them still his care. 5 Blest time ; when al! of human birth, Devoted to his name, Shall to their heirs, his sacred truth And glorious acts proclaim. Tate varied, HYMN 63. S.M. God's tender care of his People. Ps. xxiir 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. 3 Tf e'er T go astray, He doth my soul reclaim ; And guides me in his own right way, For his most holy name. 4 Whilst he affords his aid, I cannot yield to fear ; Though I should walk through death's dark shade, My God is with me there. 5 In sight of all my foes, He does my table spread ; My cup with blessings overflow?. And joy exalts my head. 6 The bounties of his love Shall crown mv future dav5 : 46 Nor from his house will I remove, Nor cease to speak his praise. Watts. HYMN 64. S. Ms Seeking- Divine Forgiveness and Direction. Ps. xxv. r|X) God I lift my eyes, -■- My trust is in bis name ; And they whose hope on him relies, Shall never suffer shame. From the first dawning light Till the dark evening's shade, For thy salvation, Lord, I wait, And ask thy heav'nly aid. Remember all thy grace, And lead me in thy truth ; Forgive the sins of riper age, And follies of my youth. Through all the ways of God, Both truth and mercy shine. To those who with religious hearts To his best will incline. He those in safety guides Who his direction seek, And in his sacred paths will lead The humble and the meek. For thy own goodness' sake, Save thou my soul from shame ; And pardon all my sins, though great, Thro' my Redeemer's name. Tate and Watts varied, HYMN 65. C. M. The Church is our Safety and Delight. Ps. xxvii. MHHE Lord of glory is my light, -*- And my salvation too : God is my strength, nor will I fear What mortal flesh can do. 47 2 One privilege my heart desires; O grant me an abode Among the churches of thy saints, The temples of my God! 3 There shall I offer my requests, And see thy glory still ; Shall bear thy messages of love, And learn thy holy will. 4 When troubles rise and storms appear. There may his children hide; God has a strong pavilion, where He makes my soul abide. 5 Should friends and kindred, near and dear. Leave me to want or die, My God would make my life his care, And all my need supply. 6 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints, And keep your courage up ; HeMl raise your spirit when it faints, And elevate your hope. Watts. HYMN 66. C. M. Love to Enemies. Ps. xxxv. 12—14. BEHOLD the love, the gen'rous love. Which holy David shows; . Hark, how his tender pity moves To his afflicted foes ! 2 When they are sick, his soul complains, And seems to feel the smart; The spirit of the gospel reigns, And melts his pious heart. 3 How did his flowing tears condole, As for a brother dead ! And, fasting, mortify 'd his soul, Whilst for their life he pray'd ! 4 They groan, and curse him on their bed, Yet still he pleads and mourns; 4b And double blessings on his head The righteous God returns. 5 O glorious Type of heav'nly grace ! Thus Christ the Lord appears ; Whilst sinners curse, the Saviour prays, And pities them with tears. 6 He, the true David, Israel's King, Blessed and beiov'd or God, To save our souis from death and sin, Shed his own precious blood. Watts. HYMN 67. L. M. The Divine Being and Perfections. Ps. xxxvi. HIGH in the heav'ns, eternal God, Thy goodness in full gioiy shines; Thy truth shall break thro' ev'ry cloud, Which 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, Botn men and beasts thy bounty share; The whole creation is thy charge, But saints are, thy peculiar care. 4 O God, how excellent thy grace, Whence all our hope and comfort springs ! The sons of Adam, in distress, Fly to the shadow of thy wings. 5 From the provisions of thy house We shall be fed wiih rich repast; There mercy like a river flows, And brings salvation to our taste. 6 Life, like a fountain full and free, Springs from the presence ol the Lord ; And in thy light, our souls shall see The glories promis'd in thy word. Watts. 49 T HYMN 68. (J. M. Man's Mortality. Ps. xxxix. EACH me the measure of my days ? Thou Maker of my frame; I would survey life's narrow space, And learn bow frail I am. A span is all that we can boast, How short the fleeting time ! Man i9 but vanity and dust, In all his flow rand prime. See the vain race of mortals move Like shadows o'er the plain ; They rage and strive, desire and love, But all their noise is vain. Some walk in hono« r's gaudy show, , Some dig for golden ore ; They toil tor heirs, they know not who, And straight are seen no more. What should I wish or wait for then From creatures, earth and dust ? They make our expectations vain, And disappoint our trust. This fruitless search no more be mine, Such hopes I now recal ; My earthly prospects I resign, And make my God my all. Watts* HYMN 69. L. M. Chanty rewarded. Ps. xli. BLEST is the man, whose tender care Relieves the poor in their distress ; Whose pity wipes the widow's tear, Who^e hand supports the fatherless. His heart contrives for their relief More good than his own hand can do ; He, in the time of gen'ral grief, Shall find the Lord haspitv too 5 50 3 His soul shall live secure on earth, With secret blessings on his bead ; When drought, and pestilence, and dearth Around him multiply their dead. 4 Or if he languish on his couch, God will pronounce his sins forgiv'n ; Will save him with a healing touch, Or take his willing soul to heav'n. Watts. HYMN 70. C. M. In Time of War. Ps. xliv. f\ LORD, our fathers oft have told, ^-^ In our attentive ears, Thy wonders in their days perform'd, And in more ancient years. 2 'Twas not their courage, nor their sword, To them salvation gave ; 'Twas not their number, nor their strength, That did their country save. 3 By thy right hand, thy pow'rful arm, Whose succour they implor'd, Thy providence protected them, Who thy great name ador'd. 4 As thee, their God, our fathers ovvn'd, So thou art still our King ; O therefore, as thou didst to them, To us deliv'rance bring. 5 We will not trust our sword nor bow, When we in war engage ; But thee, who canst subdue our foe, And calm their haughty rage. 6 To thee the glory we'll ascribe, From whom salvation came; In God our shield we will rejoice, And ever bless tby name. Tate, varied, 51 HYMN" 71. C. M. Universal Praise. Ps. xlvii. f\ FOR a shout of sacred joy ^-^ To God the ^ovVeign King ! Let ev'ry land their tongues employ, And hymns of triumph sing. 2 Whilst angels shout their lofty praise, Let mortals learn their strains ; Let all the earth their voices raise. O'er all the earth he reigns. 3 Rehearse his praise with awe profound. Let knowledge lead the song ; Nor mock him with a solemn sound Upon a thoughtless tongue. 4 In Israel stood his ancient throne, He lov'd that chosen race ; But now he calls the world his own, And heathen taste his grace. Watts. HYMN 72. S. M. Gospel Worship and Order. Ps. xlviii. GREAT is the Lord our God, And let his praise be great: He makes the church his blest abode, His most delightful seat. 2 Far as thy name is known, Tbe world declares thy praise ; Thy saints, O Lord, before thy throne Their songs of honour raise. 3 Let strangers walk around The city where we dwell ; Compass and view thy holy ground, And mark the building well ; 4 The order of thy house, The worship of thy court, The cheerful songs, the solemn vows, And make a fair report. 52 5 How decent and how wise ! How glorious to behold ! Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes, And rites adorn'd with gold. 6 The God we worship now Will guide us till we die; Will be our God whilst here below, Our God above the sky. Watts. HYMN 73. L. M. Divine Protection, Grace and Truth. Ps. lvii. ]V/f Y God in whom are all the springs "*■▼•*■ Of boundless love, and grace unknown : Hide me beneath thy spreading wings, Till the dark cloud be overblown. 2 Up to the heav'ns, I raise my cry ; The Lord will my desires perform : He sends his angel from the sky, And saves me from the threat'ning storm. 3 Be thou exalted, O my God ! Above the heav'ns where angels dwell ; Thy power on earth be known abroad, And land to land thy wonders tell. 1 My heart is fix'd, my song shall raise, Immortal honours to thy name; Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise! My tongue, the glory of my frame. 5 High o'er the earth his mercy reigns, And reaches to the utmost sky ; His truth to endless years remains, When lower worlds dissolve and die. fi Be thou exalted, O my God ! Above the heav'ns where angels dwell ; Thy power on earth be known abroad, And land to land thy wonders tell. Watts. 53 HYMN 74. C. M. For the Lord's Day Morning. Ps. lxiii. EARLY, my God, without delay, I haste to seek thy face, My thirsty spirit faints away, Without thy cheering grace. 2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand, Beneath a burning sky, Long for a cooling stream at hand, And they must drink or die. 3 I've seen thy glory and thy pow'r Through all thy temple shine ; My God, repeat that heav'nly hour. That vision so divine. 4 Not all the blessings of a feast Can please my soul so well, As when thy richer grace I taste, And in thy presence dwell. 5 Not life itself, with all its joys, Can my best passions move : Nor raise so high my cheerful voice, As thy forgiving love. 6 Thus, till my last expiring day I'll bless my God and King ; Thus will I lift my hands to pray, Aud tune my lips to sing. Watts HYMN 75. S. M. Delight in Divine Worship. Ps. lxiii. MY God, permit my tongue With joy to call thee mine ; And let my early cries prevail, To taste thy love divine. 2 Within thy churches, Lord, I long to find my place ; Thy pow'r and glory to behold, And feel thy quick'niog grace. 54 3 For life, without thy love, No relish can afford ; No joy can be compar'd with this, To serve and please the Lord. 4 To thee Til lift my hands, And praise thee whilst I live ; Not the gay scenes of time and sense Such pure delight can give. 5 Since thou hast been my help, To thee my spirit flies ; And on thy watchful providence My cheerful hope relies. 6 The shadow of thy wings My soul in safety keeps ; I follow where my Father leads, And he supports my steps. Watts. HYMN 76. C. M. Jesus crowned Lord of all. Isa. xi. 10. Hah. ii. 14. Rom. xi. 25. 26. ALL hail the power of Jesus' name ! Let angels prostrate fall ! Bring forth the royal diadem, And own him Lord of all. 2 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, A remnant weak and small ; Hail him who saves you by bis grace, And own him Lord of all. 3 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall; Go — spread your trophies at his feet, And own him Lord of all. 4 Babes, men, and sires, who know his love, Who feel your sin and thrall, Now joy with all the hosts above, And own him Lord of all. j Let every kindred, every tribe, On thjp terrestrial ball, To him all majesty ascribe, And own him Lord of all. 55 6 O that with yonder sacred throng, We at his feet may fall ! We'll join the everlasting song, And own him Lord of all. Rippon's Coll. HYMN 77- C. M. The times of refreshing. Isa. xi. 9. xxv. 6. Exod. xxxi. 17. ON Zion, his most holy mount, God will a feast prepare ; And Israel's sons, and Gentile lands, Shall id the banquet share. 2 Marrow and fatness are the food, His bounteous hand bestows ! Wine on the lees, and well refin'd, In rich abundance flows. 3 See to the vilest of the vile A free acceptance given ! See rebels, by adopting grace, Sit with the heirs of heaven ! 4 The pain'd, the sick, the dying now To ease and health restor'd, With eager appetites partake The plenties of the board. 5 But O what draughts of bliss unknown, What dainties shall be given, When, with the myriads round the throne, We join the feast of heaven. 6 Therejoys immeasurably high Shall overflow the soul, And springs of life that never dry, In thousand channels roll. Rippon's ColL HYMN 78. L. M. The great Jubilee of Eternity. Numb. x. 10. Isa. xxvii. 13 Zech. x. 14, 16, 17. 1 Thes. iv. 16. 1 Cor. xv. 23. LOUD let the tuneful trumpet sound, And spread the joyful tidings round : Let every soul with transport hear, And hail the Lord's accepted year. 56 2 Ye debtors, whom he gives to know, That you ten thousand talents owe, When humbled at his feet you fall, Your gracious God forgives them all. 3 Slaves that have borne the heavy chain. Of sin and hell's tyrannic reign, To liberty assert your claim, And urge the great Redeemer's name. 4 The rich inheritance of heaven, Your joy, your boast, is freely giv'n; Fair Salem your arrival waits, With golden streets and pearly gates. 5 Her blest inhabitants no more Bondage and poverty deplore; No debt, but love immensely great, The joy still rises with the debt. 6 O happy souls, that know the sound ! Celestial light their steps surround, And show the jubilee begun, Which through eternal years shall run. Doddridge. HYMN 79. C. M. Door. John x. 7, 9, 16. AWAKE, our souls, and bless his name, - Whose mercies never fail ; Who opens wide a door of hope In Achor's gloomy vale. I Behold the portal wide display'd, The building strong and fair ; Within are pastures fresh and green, And living streams are there. 3 Enter, my soul, with cheerful haste, For Jesus is the door ; Nor fear the serpent's wily arts, Nor fear the lion's roar. 4 O, may thy grace the nations lead, And Jews and Gentiles come, All traveling through one beauteous gate To one eternal home! Doddridge. N< 67 HYMN 80. L. M. Glory and Grace in Immanuel. 1 Cor. i. 31. 2 Cor. x. 17 Isa. xlv. 25. ["OW to the Lord a noble song ; Awake, my soul! awake, my tongue ! Hosanna to th' eternal Name, And all his boundless love proclaim. 2 See where it shines in Jesus' face, The brightest image of bis grace : God, in the person of his Son, Has all his mightiest works outdone. 3 The spacious earth, and spreading flood. Proclaim the wise, the pow'rful God, And thy rich glories from afar Sparkle in every rolling star: 4 But in his looks a glory stands, The noblest labour of thine hands : The pleasing lustre of his eyes Outshines the wonders of the skies. 5 Grace ! 'tis a sweet, a charming theme ; My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name! Ye angels, dwell upon the sound ; Ye heavens, reflect it to the ground ! 6 O may I live to reach the place Where he unveils his lovely face ; Where all his beauties you behold, And sing his name to harps of gold! Watts. HYMN 81. c. M. Kingdom of Christ. Ro?n.x\. 15. Psa. lxxxix. 29. Zech. ix. 10 LO ! what a glorious sight appears To our believing eyes ! The earth and seas are pass'd awav, And the old rolling skie3. 58 2 From the third heaven, where God resides, That holy, happy place, The New-Jerusalem comes down, Adorn'd with shining grace. 3 Attending angels shout for joy, And the bright armies sing, " Mortals, behold the sacred seat Of our descending King." 4 The God of glory down to men Removes his blest abode ; Men, the dear objects of his grace, And he, the loving God. 5 His own soft hand shall wipe the tears From every weeping eye, And pains, and groans, and griefs, and fears, And death itself shall die. 6 How long, dear Saviour, O how long ! Shall this bright hour delay ? Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time, And bring the welcome day. Watts. HYMN 82. C. M. High Priest, Merciful and Faithful. Heb. ii. 17. vii. 27. WITH joy we meditate the grace Of our High Priest above; His heart is made of tenderness, His bowels melt with love. 2 Touch'd with a sympathy within, He knows our feeble frame, He knows what sore temptations mean, For he has felt the same. 3 But spotless, innocent, and pure, The great Redeemer stood, While Satan's fiery darts he bore, And did resist to blood. 4 He in the days of feeble flesh, Pour'd out his cries and tears, 59 And in his measure feels afresh What ev ? ry member bears. 5 He'll never quench the smoaking flax, But raise it to a flame ; The bruised reed he never breaks, Nor scorns the meanest name. 6 Then let our humble faith address His mercy and his pow'r, We shall obtain deliv'ring grace In the distressing hour. Watts. HYMN 83. Six Line Long Metre. Shepherd. Johns.. 11. Isa. xl. 11. 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 waiks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend. 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirsty mountains pant, To fertile vales, and dewy meads, My weary wand'ring steps he leads Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, Amid the verdant landscape flow. 3 Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My stedfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still ; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through 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 herbage crown'd, And streams shall murmur all around. Addison. 60 HYMN 84. S. M. Way, Truth and Life. John xiv. 6. vi. 37, 44, 45. 1AM, saitb Christ, the Way; Now, if we credit bim, All other paths must lead astray, How fair soe'er they seem. 2 I am, saitt* Christ, the Truth : Then all that lack this test, Proceed it from an aDgel's mouth, Is but a lie at best. 3 I am, saith Christ, the Life : Let this be seen by faith ; It follows, without further strife, That all beside is death. 4 If what those words aver, The Holy Ghost apply ; The simplest christian shall not err, Nor be deceiv'd nor die. Wesley's Coll. HYMN 85. C. M. The Glories of Redemption. Isa. i. 1--3. Heb. ix. 26. 1 Prt. ii. 24 FATHER, how wide thy glory shines ! F' How high thy wonders rise ! K°own through the earth by thousand signs, By thousands through the skies. 2 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy pow'r, Their motions speak thy skill ; And on the wings of ev'ry hour We read thy patience still. 3 Part of thy name divinely stands On all thy creatures writ, They show the labour of thy hands, The impress of thy feet. 4 But when we view thy grand design To save rebellious worms, Where wisdom, power and goodness shine, In their most glorious forms; 61 j Our thoughts are lost in rev'rend awe; We love, and we adore; The holy angels never saw So much of God before. 6 O may I bear some humble part In that immortal song ; Wonder and joy shall tune my hearf, And love command my tongue. Watts. HYMN 86. C. M. The Glad Tidings of Salvation. Luke i. 72, 73, 74. Heb. iii. 13 Jets x. 42. SALVATION!— O the joyful sound! 'Tis pleasure to our ears ; A sov'reign bairn for ev'ry wound, A cordial for our fears. 2 Bury'd in sorrow and in sin, At hell's dark door we lay ; But we arise by grace divine To see a heav'nly day. 3 Salvation ! — let the echo fly The spacious earth around ; While all the armies of the sky Conspire to raise the sound. Watts. HYMN. 87. Hallelujah Metre. God's love eternal and unchangeable. Ps. xlii. II. ha. liv. 9, 10. Tit. iii. 5. {\ MY distrustful heart ! ^ How small thy faith appears ; But greater, Lord, thou art Than all my doubts and fears. Did Jesus once upon me shine? Then Jesus is torever mine. 2 Unchangeable his will, Though dark may be my frame ; His loving heart is still Eternally the same : 6 62 My soul through many changes goes; His love no variation knows. 3 Tbou, Lord, wilt carry on, And perfectly perform The work tbou hast begun In me a sinful worm : Midst all my fears, and sin, and woe, Thy spirit will not let me go. 4 The bowels of thy grace At first did freely move; I still shall see thy face, And feel that God is love. Myself into thine arms I cast; Lord, save, Osave, my soul at last. L. H. C-— HYMN 88. L. M. The Loving Kindness of the Lord Jesus. Ps. xxxvi. 7, 8 ; 9 lxiii. 3. lxxvi. 15. AWAKE, my soul, in joyful lays, And sing thy great Redeemer's praise; He justly claims a song from me. His loving kindness, O how free. 2 He saw me ruin'd in the fall, Yet lov'd me notwithstanding all ! He sav'd me from my lost estate ; His loving kindness, O how great ! 3 Though num'rous hosts of mighty foes, Though earth and hell my way oppose, He safely leads my sou! along ; His loving kindness, O how strong ! 4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, Has gathered thick, and thunder'd loud, He near my soul has always stood ; His loving kindness, O how good ! 5 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale, Soon all my mortal pow'is must fail ; Oh ! may my last expiring breath, His loving kindness sing, in death. G3 3 Then let me mount and soar away, To the bright world of endless day ; And sing, with rapture and surprise, His loving kindness, in the skies. Rippon's Coll. HYMN 39. L. M. The Hope which is the Anchor of the Soul. 1 Pet. i. 13. Psa. lxxxiv. 12. Rum. vii.24, 25. Htb.vl 19. OGOD, my Sun, thy blissful rays Irradiate, warm, and guide my heart ; How dark, how mournful are my days, If thine enlivening beams depart ! 2 Scarce through the shades, a glimpse of day Appears to these desiring eyes ; But shall my drooping spirit say, 41 The cheerful morn will never rise ?" 3 O let me not despairing mourn, Though gloomy darkness spreads the sky ; My glorious Sun will yet return, And night with all its horrors fly. 4 O, for the bright, the joyful day, When hope shall in assurance die ! So tapers lose their feeble ray Beneath the Sun's refulgent eye. Rippon's Coll. HYMN 90. L. M. Hoping. Micah. vii. 8, 9. Psa. xliii. 5. Prov. xiii. 12. Rom. iv, 18, 19, 20. WHY e inks my weak, desponding mind ? Why heaves my heart the anxious sigh ? Can sovereign goodness be unkind ? Am I not ^ale if God be nigh ? 2 He holds all nature in his hand : That gracious hand on which I live, Does life, and time, and death command, And has immortal joys to give. 3 'Tis he supports this fainting frame. On him alone my hopes recline ; 64 The wond'rous glories of his name How wide they spread ! how bright they shine ! 4 Infinite wisdom ! boundless power ! Unchanging faithfulness and love ! Here let me trust while I adore, Nor from my refuge e'er remove. Mrs. Steele. HYMN 91. S.M. Rejoicing in the Hope set before us. James, v. 11. Ps. cxxxi. 3. Hab iii. 17, 18. l^TOW let our voices join -L^ To form a sacred song ; Ye pilgrims, in Jehovah's ways, With music pass along. 2 How strait the path appears, How open and how fair ! No lurking gins t'entrap our feet; No fierce destroyer there. 3 But flow'rs of paradise In rich profusion spring ; The Sun of glory gilds the path, And dear companions sing. 4 See Salem's golden spires In beauteous prospect rise ; And brighter crowns than mortals wear Which sparkle through the skies. 5 All honour to his name, Who marks the shining way ; To him, who leads the wand'rers on To realms of endless day. Doddridge. HYMN 92. Sevens Metre. Praise. Ps vii. 17. xiii. 6. cxxxv. 3. CHILDREN of the heavenly King, As we journey, sweetly sing ; Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, Glorious in his works and ways' 65 2 Ye are traveling home to God, In the ways the Fathers trod ; They are happy now, arid ye 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 Shout, ye little flock, and bless'd, You on Jesus' throne shall rest : There your seat is now prepar'd, There your kingdom and reward. 5 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand On the borders of your land : Jesus Christ, your Father's Sob, Bids you, undismay'd, go on. 6 Lord, obediently we go, Gladly leaving all below ; Only thou our leader be, And we still will follow thee. Cexnick. HYMN 03. C. M. 'iirist precious to thern that believe. Gal. iv. 26. Rom. x. 11 1 Peter, ii. 7. JESUS ! I love thy charming name, 'Tis music to mine ear ; Fain would I sound it out so loud, That earth and heaven might hear. 2 Yes, thou art precious to my soul, My transport and my trust ; Jewels to thee are gaudy toys, And gold is sordid dust. 3 All my capacious power* can wish, In thee doth richly meet ; Nor to my eyes is light so dear, Nor friendship hall so sweet. 6* 66 4 Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart, And shed its fragrance there; The noblest balm of all its wounds. The cordial of its care. b I'll speak the honours of thy name With my last labouring breath ; And dying, clasp thee in my arms, The antidote of death. Doddridge. HYMN 94. Eights and Sevens Metre. Praise. Psa. xliv. 8. lxvii. 7. cxxxvi. 1 — 4. MIGHTY God, while angels bless thee. May an infant lisp 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 through the wide creation Be thy just and awful praise. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen. 3 For the grandeur of thy nature, Grand beyond a seraph's thought; Fur created works of power, Works with skill and kindness wrought, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen. 4 For thy providence, that governs Through thine empire's wide domain ; Wings an angel, guides a sparrow, Blessed be thy gentle reign. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen. 5 But thy rich, thy free redemption, Dark through brightness all along ; Thought is poor, and poor expression, Who dare sing that awful song '{ Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen. 67 6 Brightness of the Father's glory, Shall thy praise unutter'd lie? Fly, my tongue, such guilty silence ! Sing the Lord who came to die. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen. Robins©:- HYMN 95. L. M. Thanksgiving. Psa. xxv. 8. ciii. 8 — 10. cxlv. 14, 15 YE sons of men, with joy record The various wonders of the Lord ; And let his power 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'd, Its herbs and flow'rs, its fruits 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, O ! that brighter world above, Where lives and reigns incarnate love ! God's only Son, in flesh array'd, For man, a bleeding victim made. Thither, my soul, with rapture soar ; There, in the land of praise, adore ; The theme demands an angel's lay, Demands an everlasting day. Doddridge. HYMN 96. C. M. At Charity Lectures. Matt. v. 42. Prov. xi. 25. 1 Cor. xvi. 14. FATHER of mercies ! send thy grace, All pow'rful from above, To foim, in our obedient souls, The ima^e of thy love. 68 2 O, may our sympathizing breasts' That gen'rous pleasure know, Kindly to share in others' joy, And weep for others' woe ! 3 When the most helpless sons of grief In low distress are laid, Soft be our hearts their pains to ^ee], And swift our hands to did. 4 So Jesus look'd on dying man, When thron'd above the skies ; And midst the embraces of his God, He felt compassion rise. 5 On wings of love the Saviour flew, To raise us from the ground ; And shed the riches of his blood, A balm for every wound. Doddridge. HYMN 97. C. M. At the Dedication of Children. 1 Cor. vii. 14. Matt. xix. 13, 14, 15. SEE Israel's gentle shepherd stand With all engaging charms ! Hark, how he calls the tender lambs, And folds them in his arms ! 2 " Permit them to approach," he cries, " Nor scorn their humble name; For 'twas to bless such souls as these, The Lord of angels came." 3 We bring them, Lord, in thankful hands, And yield ihein up to thee ; Joyful that we ourselves are thine, — . Thine let our offspring be. 4 Ye little rlock, with pleasure hear; Ye children, seek his lace ; And lly with transport to receive The blessings of his grace. 60 5 If orphans they are left behind, Thy guardian care we trust : That care shall heal our bleeding hearts, If weeping o'er their dust. Doddsidge. HYMN 98. C. M. \t the Dedication of Children. Matt, xviii. 3, 10. Gen. xvii. 7, Rom. xv. 8. Mark i. 14. HOW large the promise ! how divine, To Abrah'm and his seed ! u I'll be a God to thee and thine, Supplying all their need." 2 The words of his extensive love » From age to age endure ; The angel of the cov'nant proves, And seals the blessing sure. 3 Jesus the ancient faith confirms, To our great fathers given ; He takes young children to his arras, And calls them heirs of heaven. 4 Our God, how faithful are his ways ! His love endures the same; Nor from the promise of his grace, Blots out the children's name. Watts. HYMN 99. Eights and Sevens Metre. New Year's Day. Gen. ix. 22. Psa. Ixv. 11. lxxiv. 16. /^OME, thou Fount of every 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 tlaming tongues above: Praise the mount — O, fix me on it ; Mount of God's unchanging love. 2 Here I raise my E^enezer Hither by thy help I'm come : 70 And I hope, by thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home : Jesus sought me when a stranger Wand'ring from the fold of God ; He, to save my soul from danger, Interpos'd with precious blood. 3 0! to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrain'd to be ! Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter, Bind my wand'ring heart to thee ! Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it ; Prone to leave the God I love — Here's my heart, Lord, take and seal it ; Seal it from thy courts above. Robinson. HYMN 100. 0. M. Gospel Invitation. LET ev'ry mortal ear attend, And ev'ry heart rejoice; The trumpet of the gospel souuds With an inviting voice. 2 Rivers of love and mercy here In a rich ocean join ; Salvation in abundance flows, Like floods ol milk and wine. 3 The happy gates of gospel grace Stand open night and day ; Lord, we are come to seek supplies, Aud drive our wants away. Watts. HYMN 101. L. M. The Messiah. ROM Jesse's root a branch did rise, F Whose fragrance fills the lofty skies; Which spreads its leaves from pole to pole, A healing balm for every soul. 2 The sick, the weak, the halt, the blind, ]q him do aid and comfort find, 71 A remedy for every wound, Or mortal pain that can be found. 3 This is the Saviour long foretold, Hear him, ye deaf ; ye blind, behold ! He's come to make his grace abound, As far as sin, or death is found. 4 No sigh, nor groan, the world shall hear, He wipes away the falling tear ; He breaketh darkness' pow'rful chain, And peace eternally shall reign, 5 No more on earth shall discord rise, Nor warriors meet with hateful eyes ! Their pointed weapons shall no more Be reaking with the crimson gore ! 6 Long as the sun shall gild the morn, Or moon shall fill her silver horn, Or life, or being, shall remain, So long Messiah's love shall reign. Kneeland. HYMN 103. L. M. The Brightness of God's Glory. WHAT dazzling light is that which shines Beaming refulgent from the east Celestial splendour through all climes, And makes each child of sorrow blest? 2 It is the Sun of Righteousness, The brightness oi ihe great 1 AM ! In him Jehovah manifests His mercy, love, and grace to man. 3 He made, from darkness, light to shine ; So in each heart of Adam's race He beams the light of life divine, And comforts all its deep distress. 4 Immortal Radiance of Life ! In brighter flames of brilliance move Till all are turn'd from sin and strife To sing the deathless song of love. S. Streets 72 HYMN 108. L. M. Unto me every knee shall bow, &c. Isa. xiv. 23, 25. Rom xiv. It. Phillip, ii. 10, 11. T¥^H' unchangeable Jehovah saith, -*■ I, by myself, have truly sworn ; The word's gone forth in righteousness, Nor shall the sacred word return : 2 That every knee, above, below, Shall humbly bow before my throne: And every soul my truth shall know — In me they've life and strength alone : ^3 Thai every tongue shall loudly sing, To Jesus Christ, the living Lord ; And make the highest arches ring In praises of the faithful Word. 4 Thus shall my name be glorify 'd, By all in earth and heav'n above; In me shall every soul confide, And taste the streams of heav'nly love. Kneeland. HYMN 10*. C. M. The Blessings of the Gospel. Matt. xi. 5. WHAT glorious tidings do I hear From my Redeemer's tongue ! I can no longer silence bear; I'll burst into a song ; 2 The blind receive their sight again, The lame can walk abroad ; The foulest leper's washed clean, The deaf can hear the word. 3 The dead are rais'd to Hie anew, By renovating grace ; The glorious gospel's preach'd to you, The poor of Adam's race. 4 O, wond'rous type of things divine, When Christ displays his love, To raise from wo the sinking mind, To reign in realms above. 73 5 Employ, my soul, thy noblest pow'rs, In praising Christ the Lamb ; There ne'er was grace like this before— Hosanna to his name ! S. Streeter. HYMN 105. C. M. The Gospel Mission. Mark. xvi. 15, 10. JH<0, saith a risen Saviour, go, ^* My gospel preach to all ; Let the most distant nations know, And hear, my gracious call. 2 Proclaim aloud my gospel free, And every creature teach ; That they may my salvation see, My gospel faithful preach. 3 The blest effects then you shall see In them who do believe ; Their souls, from sin and death set free, By faith in me shall live. 4 For want of faith in them that hear, The word is not receiv'd ; From sin, and death, and every fear, Their souls are not reliev'd. H. Ballou. HYMN 106. C. M. The Message of the Angels to the Shepherds. HAT sudden glories did surprise w Shepherds who watch'd their fold ! A heavenly form salutes their eyes, Array'd in shining gold ! 2 'Twas night, and gloomy darkness huDg Over the lands afar • Shepherds in pensive numbers sung, Or watch'd the twinkling star. 3 Deep musing on the prophecies Of glories then to come ; 7 74 With glimm'ring hopes and longing eyes, They of Messiah sung. 4 But lo ! the long-expected day Salutes their wishful eyes ; While heav'nly grace makes a display, Which strikes them with surprise. 5 Trembling they stand, as in amaze, To see the vision bright ; They stedfast on the angel gaze, While wrapt in silent night. 6 August the words which silence break, And charming to their ears ; While all their tremblings them forsake, And they forget their fears. 7 Behold ! the tidings which we bring To you of heav'nly grace, Is of your long-expected King, The Saviour of your race! 8 To-day is born, in Bethlehem, The long-expected Light, To rule the New Jerusalem, And turn to day the night. H. Ballou. HYMN 107. C. M. What God hath cleansed, that call not thou common. Acts x. 15 WHEN God would on the Gentiles rise, In light of truth divine, He blest his holy servant's eyes With visions most sublime. 2 The law and prophets open'd were, While he the vision saw ; The covenant of grace was there, Descending from the law. 3 Like to a vessel, that contained The Gentile and the Jt w ; All that the promises had nam'd, Presented were to view. 75 4 What God hath cleans'd is not unclean, The vision truly saith ; Knowledge of what these words do mean, Enlarged th' apostle's faith. H. Balloti. HYMN 108. C. M. By Grace are ye saved, Lc. Eph. ii. 3. BY grace the great Salvation comes, Through faith of Christ our Lord ; Not by the works which we have done, But by th' eternal Word. 2 The power of God, in Christ reveal'd, Created us anew ; And by his Holy Spirit seaTd His children, just and true. 3 As God ordain'd that we should live In peace and heav'nly love, He doth his Holy Spirit give, And comforts from above. 4 Then let us always watchful be, T ? improve the heav'nly grace, And live from works of darkness free, And run the heav'nly race. H. Ballou. HYMN 109. l. p. M. Several Scriptures on the Kingdom of Christ ^¥^0 Christ the Son, the Father spake, -* Lo ! ask of me, and I will make The heathen to thy sceptre bend ; The utmost parts of all the earth Are thine inheritance by birth, And wide thine empire shall extend. 2 Now Jesus waves his sceptre high, Unfurls his banners in the sky, While loud the gospel trumpets sound : 76 His enemies with sore dismay, Retire in haste and yield the day, While trophies to the Lord abound. .» Before him kings and tyrants fall, Detest their crowns, and on him call, And he a pardon freely gives ; The world, in sin, was dead before, To life, the world he will restore, And in him all the world shall live. 4 O Lord, thy government shall be Extended wide, from sea to sea, And long thy sceptre thou shalt hold; As long as sun or moon shall shine, Thou king of all the earth shalt reign, The mysteries of thy grace unfold. H. Balloxj. HYMN 110. C. M. The Reign of Christ. Ps. lxxii. JESUS his empire shall extend ; Beneath his gentle sway, Kings of the earth shall humbly bend, And his commands obey. "I From sea to sea, from shore to shore, All nations shall be blest; We hear the noise of war no more, He gives his people rest. 3 As rain descends in gentle show'rs In the returning spring, And calls to life the fragrant flowVs, Which makes the turtle sing ; 4 So Jesus, by his heav'nly grace, Descends on man below ; His blessings, on the human race, In gentle currents flow. 5 Long as the sun shall rule the day, Or moon shall cheer the night, 77 The Saviour shall his sceptre sway With uncontrolled might. 6 All that the reign of sin destroyed The Saviour shall restore ; And, from the treasures of the Lord, Shall give us blessings more. H. Balloi, HYMN ill. S. M. Confidence in God. Isa. xii. 2 BEHOLD, the mighty God, in whom I live and move, Is my Salvation, and my Lord, My life, my joy, my love. 2 In him secure Til trust, Who earth's foundations laid ; Nor e'er withdraw my confidence, Nor will I be afraid. 3 The Lord Most High's my strength ; In him my soul is strong: I'll sing as with an angel's voice; Jehovah is my song. 4 To draw my soul from him, In vain temptations roll ; Since He, in mercy, has become Salvation to my soul. S. Streeter. HYMN 412. S. M. Viewing Christ, by Faith. Heb. xii. 22, 23. LORD, we unite our hearts, And humbly bend to thee ; While we, by faith, approach the mount, And our Redeemer see. \> Lo, in those brilliant courts, Ten thousand angels sing : And human spirits, perfect made, Their grateful tributes bring, 7* 78 3 So help thy children, Lord, Who to this place have come ; To join their hearts and voice in praise, For life, through Christ, thy Son. 4 Dear Lamb, come, manifest, In every soul, thy love; And make our penitential hearts In swift obedience move. 5 Grant each of us, dear Lord, Sufficiency of grace, With reverence and godly fear Acceptably to praise. 6 O help us, Lord, to pray ; Assist to hear and preach ; And bless our worshipping this day, We humbly thee beseech. 7 And when these days are o'er Of worshipping below, O may we learn to praise thee more, And all thy councils know. S. Streeter. HYMN 113. L. M. Humiliation. Joel ii. 13 — 17. IN Zion let the trumpet blow, The congregation gather'd be ; Let old and young together go, To worship on the suppliant knee. 2 In one assembly let them bend, Together hear the sacred word ; Their hearts, and not their garments rend, And turn their face to serve the Lord. 3 Let priests, the ministers of God, Between the porch and altar weep ; And send their suppliant cries abroad, That God would spare his wand'ring sheep. 4 The Lord is merciful and just, His kindness he hath ever shown ; 79 In him let all the nations trust, For in theiLord we live aloue. 5 Who knows but that the Lord will send His blessings down upon our race; O trust in him ! he is our friend ; A friend to souls when in distress. Kneelanb, HYMN 114. L.M. The Sun of Righteousness. HOW bright that sun that makes our day, How powerful is each quick'ning ray • To distant lands and worlds unknown ^His life-creating beams have flown. 2 The light of Christ is brighter far; Compar'd with him, the sun's a star, More brilliant are his rays divine, And with a clearer lustre shine. 3 More dark the regions of the soul By Christ illum'd, than the north pole, When Sol's bright face is turned away, And night and coid succeed the day — 4 And colder too are our dead hearts, Till he his warming beams imparts ; When into love the passions flow, Like limped streams from ice and snow. 5 No more impartial is the sun To planets which around him turn, Than Christ, whose universal love Fills earth below, and heaven above. 6 See earth discharg'd from winter's cold, Soft zephyrs breathe and buds unfold, The fields and meadows drest in green, Sweet birds are heard and flowers are seen. 7 But greater freedom do we find When Christ unbars th' imprison'd mind, And softer graces breathe within, When grace subdues the power of sin. 80 8 And more melodious songs are sung. And sweeter graces too among The converts to the gospel theme, Than lilies in the vallies green. H. Ballou HYMN 115. L. M. The Power of Darkness. WHEN the blest light of day declines, And night with murky clouds combines, The pilgrim oft his way mistakes ; For the wrong road, the right forsakes, 2 The toils of error now come on, The pilgrim's hope of rest is gone, Briers and thorns infest the ground, And beasts of prey are howling round. 3 Grim spectres gleam before his eyes, Despairing thoughts within him rise, His useless eye-balls start and glare, And fancy sees destruction there. 4 An ignis fatuus in the glen, To the lone wand'rer proves a gin ; He follows the deceptive fire, And helpless sinks in fatal mire. 5 But superstition's darker gloom Has caus'd our wand'ring hearts to roam, Far from the light of truth divine, Where love and grace forever shine. 6 And more severe the toils we find, Far more distress'd the fearful mind, And ranker grow the briers of grief, The thorns of strife and unbelief. 7 And far more horrid is the yell, That stuns our ears with death and hell ; More frightful spectres too are seen In error's wild disordered dream. 8 And more deceptive is the fire, Which false religious views inspire; And deeper mire is in the glen Of error, unbelief, and sin. H. Ballou. 81 HYMN 116. L. M. Prayer. ]V/JAY that kind wisdom whose bright eye ■1* A Sees through events, and knows their end, W ,ose tender mercies never die, To my weak heart his favour lend. 2 Give me to feel as Jesus pray'd, When on the cross he bleeding hung, When ail his foes their wrath display'd, And with their spite his bosom stung. 3 Till death he lov'd his foes, and said, Father, forgive; then groan'd and died; And when arisen from the dead, His mercy to their souls apply'd. 4 For such a heart and such a love, Kind Lord, I raise my soul to thee; O pour thy spirit from above, That I may like my Saviour be. H. Ballou, HYMN 1(7* Hallelujah Metre. A Paraphrase on the XCVIth Psalm. YE realms below the skies, Your Maker's praises sing; Let boundless honours rise, To heaven's eternal King. O, bless his name, whose love extends Salvation, to the world's far ends. Give glory to the Lord, Ye kindreds of the earth; His sovereign power record, And show his wonders forth, Till heathen tongues his grace proclaim, And every heart adores his name. The Lord unrivall'd reigns ; He spread the heav'ns abroad, 82 His hand the the world sustains ; O, fear th' Almighty God ! O, praise and tear th' eternal might, Which called the world from ancient night. "Tis He the mountains crowns With forests waving wide; 'Tis He olo ocean bounds, And heaves her roaring tide; He swells the tempests on the main, Or breathes the zephyr o'er the plain. Still let the waters roar, As round the earth they roll ; His praise, forevermore, They sound, from pole to pole. 5 Ti3 nature's wild unconscious song, O'er thousand waves, that floats along. \ His praise, ye worlds on high, Display, with all your spheres, Amid the darksome sky, When silent night appears. O, let his works declare his name, Through all the universal frame. H. Ballou, 2d. HYiMN 118. L. M. Hymn in Time of War. WHILE sounds of war are heard around, And death and ruin strew the grouhd ; To thee we look, on thee we call, The Parent and the Lord of all ! 2 Thou, who haststamp'd on human kind Trie ima^e of a heaven-born mind, And in a father's wide embrace Hast cherish'd all the kindred race. 3 O see with what insatiate ra^e Thy sons their impious battles wage ; How spreads destruction like a flood, And brothers shed their brothers' blood ! 83 4 See guilty passions spring to birth, And deeds of hell deform the earth : While righteousness and justice mourn : And love and pity droop forlorn. 5 Great God ! whose powerful hand can bind The raging waves, the furious wind, O bid the human tempest cease, And hush the madd'ning world to peace. 6 With rev'rence may each hostile land Hear and obey that high command, Thy son's blest errand from above, M My creatures, live in mutual love !" Aiken. HYMN 119. L. M. Praise ye the Lord. SING to the Lord a joyful song ; Earth to his praise the note prolong, Till realms remote his acts have known, And man's whole race his wonders own. 2 Great is the Lord, and great his praise ; What God like him our fear can raise? Not such as heathen lands afford, Created first, and then ador'd. 3 Let every people, every tribe, Power, glory, strength, to him ascribe ; Yield to his name the honours due ; Ott to his courts your way pursue. 4 Before the beauty of his shrine, Ye saints, in low prostration join ; Ye natives of each distant shore, His power revere, his name adore. Merrick. HYMN 120. Tens and Elevens Metre. The God and Father of Christ to be Praised. ^k 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 his tokens of love. 84 2 His breath is your life, your reason a ray Effus'd from bis 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 ; Him worship who made earth and heaven 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 on all human land ; That far as the sun e'er diffuses his flame, Thy praises may rise in Messiah's great name. Warrington Coll. HYMN 181. C. M. Reverential Worship. SING to the Lord Jehovah's name, And iu his strength rejoice : When his salvation is our theme, Exalted be our voice. 2 With thanks approach his awful sight, And songs of honour sing : The Lord's a God of boundless might. The whole creation's King. 3 Let princes hear, let angels know, How mean their natures seem ; Those gods on high, and gods below, When once compared with Him. 4 Earth with its caverns dark and deep, Lies in his spacious hand, He nVd the sea what bounds to keep, And where the hills must stand. 5 Come, and with humble souls adore ; Come, kneel before his face : O may the creatures of his power Be children of his grace ? Waits. 85 HYMN 1S2. S.M. The same subject. COME, sound his praise abroad. And hymns of glory sing ; Jehovah is the mighty God, The universal King. He form'd the deeps unknown ; He gave the seas their bound ; The wat'ry worlds are all his own, And all the solid ground. Come, worship at his throne ; Come, bow before the Lord ; We are his work, and not our own, He form'd us by his word. To-day attend his voice, Nor dare provoke his rod ; Come, like the people of his choice, And own your gracious God. Watts h HYMN 123. Sevens Metre. Humble Adoration. OLY, holy, holy Lord ! Be thy glorious name ador'd ; Lord ! thy mercies never fail ; Hail, celestial goodness, hail ! 2 Though unworthy, Lord, thine ear, Deign our humble songs to hear ; Purer praise we hope to bring, When around thy throne we sing. 3 There no tongue shall silent be ; All shall join in harmony ; That, through heaven's capacious round, Praise to thee may ever sound. 4 Lord ! thy mercies never fail : Hail, celestial goodness, hail ! Holy, holy, holy Lord ! Be thy glorious name ador'd. Salisbury Coll. 8 86 HYMN 124. L. M. Song of solemn praise. WITH one consent, let all the earth To God their cheerful voices raise ; Glad homage pay with joy and mirth, And sing before him songs of praise. 2 Convinced that he is God alone, From whom both we and all proceed ! "We, whom he chooses for his own, The flock that he vouchsafes to feed. 3 O ! enter, then, his temple gate, Thence to his courts devoutly press ; And still your grateful hymns repeat, And still his name with praises bless! 4 For he's the Lord, supremely good, His mercy is for ever sure ; His truth, which always firmly stood, To endless ages shall endure. Tate HYMN 125. L. M. Praise to our Creator. Ps. c. 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 power, 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 are his people, we his care, Our souls and all our mortal frame ! What lasting honours shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to thy name ! 4 We'll crowd thy gates, with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise ; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 87 5 Wide as the world is thy command ; Vast as eternity thy love ; Finn as a rock thy truth must stand, When rolling years shall cease to move. Watts HYMN 126. L. M. Praise to God as the first and the last. I AM the first, and I the last; Time centres all in me : IV Almighty God, who was, and is, And ever more shall be. 2 To him let ev'ry tongue be praise, And ev'ry heart be love ; All grateful honours paid on earth, And nobler songs above 1 Edinburgh Coil HYMN 127. Sevens Metre. Glory to the Most High God. GLORY be to God on high ! Hallelujah ! God, whose glory fills the sky : Lift your voice, ye people all, Praise the God on whom ye call. 2 God his sov'reign sway maintains; King o'er all the earth he reigns : All to him lift up their eye ; He does ev'ry want supply. 3 Sons of earth, the triumph join, Praise him with the host divine, Emulate the heav'nly powers; Their all-gracious God is ours. 4 Him, whose joy is to restore, Him let all our hearts adore : Earth and heaven repeat the cry, Glory be to God on high. Walker's Coll. 88 HYMN 128. Tens and Elevens Metre. Hymn of Praise. O PRAISE ye the Lord, prepare a new song, And let all his saints in full concert join : With voices united the anthem prolong, And show forth his praises with music divine. 2 Let praise to the Lord, who made us, ascend, Let each grateful heart be glad in his King: The God, whom we worship, our songs will attend, And view with complacence the ofTring we bring. 3 Be joyful, ye saints, sustain'd by his might, And let your glad songs awake with each morn : For those who obey him are still his delight, His hand with solvation the meek will adorn. 4 Then praise ye the Lord, prepare a glad song, And let all his saints in full concert join ; With voices united the anthem prolong, And show forth his praises with music divine. Doddridge, HYMN 129. C. M. Praise to the God of Nature. BEGIN, my soul, the lofty strain ; In solemn accents sing A sacred hymn of grateful praise To heaven's almighty King. 2 Ye curling fountains, as ye roll Your silver waves along, Whisper to all your verdant shores The subject of my song. 3 Retain it long, ye echoing rocks, The sacred sound retain, And from your hollow winding caves Return it oft again. 4 Bear it, ye winds, on all your wings, To distant climes away, And round the wide-extended world To lofty theme convey. 89 5 Take the glad burden of his name, Ye clouds, as you arise, Whether to deck the golden morn, Or shade the ev'ning skies. 6 Let harmless thunder roll along The smooth ethereal plain, And answer from the crystal vault, To ev'ry bounding strain. 7 Long let it warble round the spheres, And echo through the sky ; Let angels, with immortal skill, Improve the harmony : 8 Whilst we, with sacred rapture fir'd, The great Creator sing, And utter consecrated lays, To heaven's eternal King. Mrs. Rowe. HYMN 130. L. M. Universal Praise. CELESTIAL worlds ! your Maker's name Resound through ev'ry shining coast ; Our God a noble praise will claim, Where he unfolds his glories most. 2 Stupendous globe of flaming day! Praise him in thy sublime career ; He struck from night thy peerless ray, Gave thee thy path, and guides thee there. 3 Ye starry lamps, to whom 'tis giv'n Night's sable horrors to illume, Praise him who hung you high in heav'n, With vivid tires to gild the gloom. 4 Lightnings that round th' Eternal play; Thunders, that from his arm are hurl'd ! The grandeur of your God convey, Blazing, or bursting on the world. 5 From clime to clime, from shore to shore. Be the Almighty God ador'd : 8* so He made the nations by his pow'r, And rules them with his sovereign woid. 6 At once let nature's ample round To God the vast thanksgiving raise : His high perfections know no bound, But fill the immensity of space. Williams's Coll. HYMN 131. (3. M. God the Creator of Mankind. GOD of our lives, whose bounteous care First gaves us power to move ; How shall our thankful hearts declare The wonders of thy love 1 2 While void of thought and sense we lay, Dust of our parent earth, Thy breath inform'd the sleeping clay, And call'd us into birth. 3 Thine eye beheld in perfect view The yet unfinish'd plan ; Th ? imperfect lines thy pencil drew, And form'd the future man. 4 O may this frame, which rising grew Beneath thy forming hands, Be studious ever to pursue Whatever thy will commands. Dodsley, HYMN 132. L. M. The voice of Nature. 4 I/MIGHTY goodness, pow'r divine, £%. 'jp| ie fields an d verdant meads display, And bless the hand which made them shine With various charms profusely gay. 1 For man and beast here daily food In wide diffusive plenty grows ; And there, for drink, the crystal flood In streams sweet-winding gently flows 91 3 By cooling streams and soft'ning show'rs The vegetable race are fed ; And trees and plants, and herbs and flow'rs, Their Maker's bounty smiling spread. 4 The flow'ry tribes all blooming rise Above the faint attempts of art : Their bright inimitable dyes Speak sweet conviction to the heart. 5 Ye curious minds, who roam abroad, And trace creation's wonders o'er, Confess the footsteps of your God, And bow before him and adore. Mrs. Steele. HYMN 133. S. M. Praise to the Creator. ALMIGHTY maker, God ! How vvond'rous is thy name Thy glories how diffused abroad Through all creation's frame ! 2 Nature in every dress Her humble homage pays; -, And does a thousand ways express Her 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 In joy, O ! let me spend The remnant of my days ; And oft to God, my soul ! ascend In grateful songs of praise. Watts. HYMN 134. C. M. The God of Nature invoked. TTAIL, great Creator, wise and good! -■> -■• To thee pur songs we raise; Nature, through all her various scenes, Invites us to thy praise. 92 2 At morning, noon, and evening mild, Fresh wonders strike our view ; And while we gaze, our hearts exult With transports ever new. 3 Thy glory beams in every star Which gilds the gloom of night : And decks the smiling face of morn With rays of cheerful light. 4 The lofty hill, the humble lawn, With countless beauties shine : The silent grove, the awful shade, Proclaim thy pow'r divine. 5 Great nature's God ! still may these scenes Our serious hours engage ; Still may our grateful hearts consult Thy works' instructive page ! 6 And while, in all thy wond'rous works, Thy vary'd love we see ; Still may the contemplation lead Our hearts, O God, to thee ! HYMN 135. Sevens Metre. The Perfections and Providence of God. LIFT your voice, and joyful sing Praises to your heav'nly King ; For his blessings far extend, And his mercy knows no end. 2 Be the Lord your noblest theme, Who of gods is God supreme; He, to whom all lords beside Bow the knee, and veil their pride : 3 Who asserts his just command By the wonders of his band : He whose wisdom, thron'd on high, Built the mansions of the sky : 4 He, who bade the wat'ry deep Under earth's foundations sleep • And the orbs that gild the pole Through the boundless ether roll ; 93 3 Thee, O sun, whose pow'rful ray Rules the empire of the day ; You, O moon and stars, whose light Gild the darkness of the night. 6 He with food sustains O earth, All who claim from thee their birth ; For his blessings far extend, And his mercy knows no end. Merrick, HYMN 136. Sevens Metre. The same subject. LET us with a joyful mind Praise the Lord, for he is kind 3 For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. Let us sound his name abroad, For of gods he is the God : Who by wisdom did create Heaven's expanse, and all its state : Did the solid earth ordain How to rise above the main : Who, by his commanding might, Filfd the new-made world with light : Caus'd the golden-tressed sun All the day his course to run ; And the moon to shine by night, 'Mid her spangled sisters bright. All his creatures God does {eed, His full hand supplies their need : Let ns therefore warble forth His high majesty and worth. He his mansion hath on high, 'Bove the reach of mortal eye : And his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure, Milton 94 HYMN 137. L. M. Public Worship. Ps. lxv. FOR thee, O God, our constant praise In Zion waits, thy chosen seat ; Our promised altars there we'll raise, And ail our zealous vows complete. 2 O thou, who to our humble prayer Didst always »bend thy listening ear, To thee shall all mankind repair, And at thy gracious throne appear. 3 Our sins, though numberless, in vain To stop thy flowing mercy try ; For thou wilt purge the guilty stain, And wash away the crimson dye. 4 Blest is the man, who near thee plac'd Within thy sacred dwelling lives ; Whilst we at humbler distance taste The vast delight thy worship gives. Tate. HYMN 138. C. M. Fruitful Seasons. Ps. lxv. GOD is the Lord, the heav'nty King, Who makes the earth his care : Visits the pastures ev'ry spring, And bids the grass appear. 2 The clouds, like rivers rais'd on high, Pour out, at thy command, Their wat'ry blessings from the sky, To cheer the thirsty land. 3 The soften'd ridges of the field Permit the corn to spring ; The vallies rich provision yield, The grateful laborers sing. 4 The little hills on ev'ry side Rejoice at falling show'rs ; The meadows, dress'd in all their pride. Perfume the air with flowVs. 95 5 The barren clods, refreshed with rain, Promise a joyful crop ; The fields, with verdure filFd, again Revive the reaper's hope. 6 The various months thy goodness crowns, How bounteous are thy ways! The bleating fiooks spread o'er the downs, And shepherds shout thy praise. Watts, HYMN 139. S. M. Universal Praise. Ps. lxvii. ^1^0 bless thy chosen race, *- In mercy, Lord, incline ; And cause the brightness of thy face On all thy church to shine. 2 That so thy gracious way May through the world be known ; Whilst distant lands their homage pay, And thy salvation own. 3 Let all the nations join To celebrate thy fame ; Let the whole world, O Lord, combine To praise thy glorious name. 4 O let them shout and sing, In humble pious mirth ; For thou, the righteous Judge and King, Shalt govern all the earth. Tat£ . HYMN 140. L. M. The pleasure of Public Worship. Ps. lxxxiv. REAT God, attend, while Zion sings G The joy that from thy presence springs \ To spend one day with thee on earth, Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 2 The sparrow chooses where to rest, And for her young provides a nest ; But will my God to sparrows grant Those pleasures which his children want? 3 Might I enjoy the meanest place Within thy house, O God of grace. Not tents of ease, nor thrones of pow'r, Should tempt me to desert thy door. 4 God is our Sun, he makes our day ; God is our Shield, he guards our way From all th ? assaults of hell and sin, From foes without and foes within. 5 All needful grace will God bestow, And crown that grace with glory too : He gives us all things, and withholds No real good from upright souls. 6 Blest are the men, whose steadfast minds To Zion's gate are still inclined : God is their strength, and through the road They lean upon their helper God. 7 Cheerful they walk with growing strength, Till all shall meet in heav'n at length ; Till all before thy face appear, And join in nobler worship there. Watts. HYMN 141. Hallelujah Metre. The same. LORD of the worlds above, How pleasant and how fair The dwellings of thy love, Thine earthly temples are ! To thine abode My heart aspires, with warm desires, To see my God. 2 The sparrow for her young, With pleasure seeks a nest, And wand'ring swallows long To find their wonted rest; With equal zeal, Lord, I would wait, within thy gate, And with thee dwell. 3 To spend one sacred day Where God and saints abide, 97 Affords diviner joy, Than thousand days beside • Where God resorts, I love it more to keep the door Than shine in courts. 4 O happy souls that pray Where God appoints to hear ! O happy men that pay Their constant service there! They praise thee still, And happy they, who find the way To Zion's hill. 5 They go from strength to strength, Through this dark vale of tears, Till each arrives at length, Till each in heav'n appears. O glorious s»eat ! When God our King shall thither bring Our willing feet ! Watts, HYMN 142. C. M. A blessed Gospel. Ps. lxxxix. BLEST are the souls who hear and know The gospel's joyful sound ; Peace shall attend the path they go, And light their steps surround. 2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up, Through their Redeemer's name ; His promises exalt their hope, Nor Satan dare condemn. 3 The Lord our glory and defence, Strength and salvation gives; Israel, thy King for ever reigns, Thy God for ever lives. Watts. HYMN 143. C. M. The Covenant of Grace. Ps. Jxxxix. HEAR what the Lord in vision said, And made his mercy known : " Sinners, behold your help is laid On my beloved Son. 9 98 2 Behold the Man my wisdom chose, Among your mortal race ; His head my holy oil o'erflows, The Spirit of my grace. 3 High shall he reign on David's throne, My people's better King ; My arm shall put his rivals down, And still new subjects bring. 4 My truth shall guard him in his way, With mercy by his side ; While in my name, through earth and sea. He shall in triumph ride. b Me for his Father and his God He shall for ever own ; Call me his Rock, his High Abode, And I'll support my Son. 6 My first-born Son, array'd in grace, At my right hand shall sit ; Beneath him angels know their place, And princes at his feet. 7 My cov'nant stands for ever fast, My promises are strong ; Firm as the heav'n his throne shall last, His seed endure as long." Watts. HYMN 144. C. M. The same. YET (saith the Lord) if David's race, The children of my Son, Should break my laws, abuse my grace, And tempt my anger down : 2 Their sins I'll visit with the rod, And make their folly smart ; But never cease to be their God. Nor from my truth depart. 3 My cov'nant I will not revoke, But keep my grace in mind : 99 And what eternal Love hath spoke, Eternal Truth shall bind. 4 Once have I sworn (I need no more) And pledg'd my holiness, To seal the sacred promise sure To David and his race. 5 The sun shall see his offspring rise, And spread from sea to sea, Long as he travels round the skies, To give the nations day. 6 Sure as the moon that rules the night, His kingdom shall endure, Till the fix'd laws of shade and light Shall be observ'd no more. Watts HYMN 149. Eights and Sevens Metre. A Charity Hymn. LORD of life, all praise excelling, Thou, in glory uncontin'd, Deign'st to make thy humble dwelling VVith the poor of humble mind. 2 As thy love, through all creation, Beams like thy diffusive light, So the scorn'd and humble station Shrinks before thine equal sight. 3 Thus thy care, for all providing, Warm'd thy faithful prophet's tongue : Who, the lot of all deciding, To thy chosen Israel sung : 4 When thine harvest yields thee pleasure, Thou the golden sheaf shalt bind, To the poor belongs the treasure Of the scatter'd ears behind. These thy God ordains to bless The widow and the fatherless. 100 5 When thine olive plants increasing. Pour their plenty o'er the plain, Grateful thou shalt take the blessing, But not search the boughs again. These, &c. 6 When thy favour'd vintage flowing, Gladdens the autumnal scene, Own the bounteous hand bestowing: But thy vines the poor shall glean. These, &c. 7 Still we read thy word declaring Mercy, Lord, thine own decree; Mercy ev'ry sorrow sharing, Warms the heart resembling thee. 8 Still the orphan and the stranger, Still the widow owns thy care; Screened by thee in ev'ry danger, Heard by thee in ev'ry prayer. Episc. ColL HYMN 146. CM. Divine Protection, Resignation and Gratitude. Ps. xci. WHEN I survey life's varied scene, Amidst the darkest hours Bright rays of comfort shine between, And thorns are mix'd with flow'rs, 2 This thought can all my fears control, And bid my sorrows fly ; No harm can ever reach my soul, Beneath my Father's eye. 3 Whate'er thy sacred will ordains, O give me strength to bear ! And let me know my Father reigns, And trust his tender care. 4 If pain and sickness rend this frame. And life almost depart : 101 Is not thy mercy still the same, To cheer my drooping heart ? 5 Is blooming health my happy share* O may I bless my God ! Thy goodness let my song declare, And spread thy praise abroad. 6 While such delightful gifts as these Are kindly dealt to me, Be all my hours of health and ease Devoted, Lord, to thee. 7 If cares and sorrows me surround, Their power why should T fear? My inward peace they cannot wound, If thou, my God, art near. 3 Thy sovereign ways are all unknown To my weak, erring sight ; Yet let my soul, adoring, own That all thy ways are right. Mrs. Steele. HYMN 147. S. M. A Holy God worshipped with Reverence. Ps. xcix.. ffflHE God, Jehovah reigns, -■- Let all the nations fear ; Let sinners tremble at his throne, And saints be humbled there. 2 Exalt the Lord our God, And worship at his feet ; His nature is ail holiness, And mercy is his seat. 3 When Israel was his church, When Aaron was his priest, When Moses cry'd, when Samuel pray'd, He gave his people rest. 4 Oft he forgave their sins, Nor would destroy their race ; And oft he made his vengeance known, When they abus'd his grace. 9* 102 5 Exalt the Lord our God, Whose grace is still the same; Still he's a God of holiness, And jealous for his name. Watts? HYMN 148. CM. A general Song of praise. Ps. cviii. £\ GOD, my grateful soul aspires ^^ To magnify thy name ! My tongue, with cheerful songs of praise, Shall celebrate thy fame. 2 Awake, my heart, and thou, my voice, Thy willing tribute pay ; And let a hymn of sacred joy Salute the op'ning day. 3 To all the list'ning world around Thy goodness I will sing; Whilst ev'ry grateful tongue shall join To praise th' eternal King : 4 Because thy mercy's boundless height The highest heav'n transcends : And far beyond the spread ng eartk Thy faithfulness extends. 5 Be thou exalted, O my God, Above the starry frame ; \nd let the world, with one consent, Confess thy glorious name. Tate, altered, HYMN 149. L. M> Divine Greatness and Condescension. Ps. cxiii. YE servants of th' Almighty King, In ev'ry age his praises sing, Where'er the circling sun displays His rising beams or setting rays. 2 Above the earth, beyond the sky, Stands his high throne of majesty ; 103 Not time, nor nature's narrow rounds, Can give his vast dominion bounds. 3 What impious mortal rashly dare, What angel with our God compare? His glories, how divinely bright, Who dwells in uncreated light ! 4 He bows his glorious head to view What the bright host of angels do ; And condescends yet more to know The mean affairs of men below. 5 From dust and cottages obscure, His grace exalts the humble poor ; Gives them the honour of his sons, And makes them meet for heav'nly thrones. Watts. HYMN 150. S. M. Praise to God from all Nations. Ps. cxvii ^HY name, Almighty Lord, Shall sound through distant lands; Great is thy grace, and sure thy word, Thy truth for ever stands. Far be thine honours spread ; Long may thy praise endure, Till morning light and ev'ning shade Shall be exchang'd no more. Watts. HYMN 151. C. M. For the Lord's Day. Ps. cxviii. ^ JHHIS is the day the Lord hath made, ■•i He calls the hours his own ; Let heav'n rejoice, let earth be glad, And praise surround his throne. This day, the Saviour left the dead, And Satan's empire fell ! This day, the saints bis triumph spread, And all his wonders tell. t; 104 B 1 3 Hosanna to th' anointed King, To David's holy Son ; Save us, O Lord, descend and bring Salvation from thy throne. 4 Blest be the Lord, who comes to men With messages of grace ; Who comes in God, his Father's name, To save our sinful race. 5 Hosanna in the highest strains The church on earth can raise ! The highest heav'ns in which he reigns Shall give him nobler praise. Watts. HYMN 152. S. M. Salvation by Christ. Ps. cxviii. IEHOLD the Corner-Stone, Which God in Zion lays, To build our heav'nly hopes upon, And his eternal praise! 2 The Jewish scribe and priest Reject it with disdain ; Yet on this Rock shall Zion rest, And envy rage in vain. 3 The work, O Lord, is thine, And wond'rous in our eyes; This day declares it all divine; This day did Jesus rise. 4 How glorious is the day, By our Redeemer made I Let us rejoice, and sing and pray, Let all the church be glad. 5 Hosanna to the King Of David's royal blood ! Bless him, ye saints, he romes to bring Salvation from your God. 6 We bless thy holy word, Which all hi- ^race displays ; Atnl offer on thine altar, Lord, Our sacrifice oi praise. Watts. 105 HYMN 153. C. M. Repentance and Obedience. Ps. cxix. f T^HOU art my portion, O my God ! -*> Soon as I know thy way, My heart prepares C obey thy word, And suffers no delay. 2 I choose the path of heav'nly truth, And glory in my choice ; Not all the riches of the earth Can make me so rejoice. 3 The testimonies of thy grace I set before my eyes ; Thence I derive my daily strength, And there my comfort lies. 4 If e'er I wander from thy path, I think upon my ways, Then turn my feet to thy commands, And trust thy pard'ning grace. 5 If thou incline this wand'ring heart Thy precepts to fulfil ; Then, till my mortal life shall end, I shall perform thy will. Watts, HYMN 151. C. M. Instruction from the Scriptures. Ps. cxix. MHHY word is like a heav'nly light, -■- Which guides U3 all the day ; And through the dangers of the night, A lamp to lead our way. 2 When once it enters to the mind It spreads such light abroad, The meanest souls instruction find, And raise their thoughts to God. 3 The starry heav'os thy rule obey, The earth preserves her place; Tn nature's volume, nighj and day : Thy power and skill we trace, 106 4 But in thy law and gospel, Lord, Are lessons more divine ; Not earth stand* firmer than thy word, Nor stars so nohly shine. 5 Thy word is everlasting truth, How pure is evVy pag^ ! That holy book shall guide our youth, And well support our age. Watts. HYMN 155. C. M. Desire of Divine Knowledge. Ps cxix HY mercies fill the earth, O Lord, T How great thy works appear; Open my eyes to read thy word, And see thy wonders there. 2 My flesh, by thy creating hands, Is torm'd with care and skill ; O make me learn thy just commands, That I may them fulfil ! 3 Since I'm a stranger here below, Be thou my constant guide ; Direct the way my feet shall go, Nor let me turn aside. 4 If thou to me thv statutes show, And heav'nly truth impart, Thy work forever I'll pursue, Thy law shall rule my heart. 5 From those vain objects turn my sight, Which this false world displays ; But give me heav'nly power and light To tread thy righteous ways. Tate and Watts. HYMN 156. Hallelujah Metre. Divine Preservation. Ps. cxii. TO God I lift my eyes, From whom is all my aid : The God who built the skies, And earth's foundations laid. 107 God is the tower To which I fly ; his grace is nigh la ev'ry hour. 2 My feet shall never slide, And fall in fatal snares, Since God, my heav'nly guide, Will dissipate my fears. Those wakeful eyes Which never sleep, shall Israel keep, When dangers rise. 3 No burning heat by day, Nor blast of ev'ning air, Shall take my health away, If God be with me there, Thou art my light And thou my shade, to guard my head; By day or night. 4 Hast thou not promis'd, Lord, To save my soul from death, And I can trust thy word, To keep my mortal breath. I'll go and come, Nor fear to die, till from on high Thou calls't me home. Watts. HYMN 157- S. P. If. The Pleasure of Public Worship. Ps* cxxii. HOW does my heart rejoice, To hear the public voice, " Come, let us seek our God to-day !" Yep, with a cheerful zeal, We'll haste to Zion's hill, And there our vows and honours pay. <2 Zion, thrice happy place ! Adorn'd with wond'rous grace, And walls of strength enclose thee round ; In thee our tribes appear, To pray, and praise, and hear The sacred gospel's joyful sound. 108 3 Here David's holy Son Hath plac'd his royal throne, He sits for grace and judgment here ; He bids the saints be glad, He makes the wicked sad ; But humble souls rejoice with fear. 4 May peace attend thy gate, And joy within thee wait, To bless the soul of ev'ry guest ; The man who seeks thy peace, And wishes thine increase, A thousand blessings on him rest ! 5 My tongue repeats her vows, " Peace to this sacred house," For here my friends and brethren dwell ; And since my glorious God Makes thee his blest abode, My soul shall ever love thee well. Watts. HYMN 153 C. M. Remarkable Deliverance. Ps. cxxvi. WHEN God reveai'd his gracious name, And chang'd our mournful state, Our rapture seem'd a pleasing dream, The work appear'd 60 great. 2 " Great is the work," our brethren cry'd> And own'd the power divine : " Great is the work," our souls reply'd, " And be the glory thine." 3 The Lord can clear the darkest skies, Can give us day Tor night ; Make drops of sacred sorrow rise To rivers ot delight. 4 Let those who sow in sadness, wait Till the fair harvest come ; They shall confess their sheaves are great? And shout the blessings home. ioy 5 The seed, though buried long in dust, Will not deceive their hope ; The precious grain cannot be lost, For grace ensures the crop. Watts. HYMN 159. s. M. Brotherly Love. Ps. cxxxiii. BLEST are the sons of peace, Whose hearts and hopes are one ; Whose kind designs to serve and please Through all their actions run ! 2 Blest is the pious house, Where zeal and friendship meet ; Their son^s of praise, their mingled vows, Make their communion sweet. 3 Thus on the heav'nly hills The saints are blest above ; Where peace like morning dew distils, And all the air is love. Watts. HYMN 160. L. M. Daily and nightly Devotion. Ps. cxxxiv. ^^E servants of th' eternal King, M Your grateful hymns in triumph sing ; Ye who attend his courts by day, And in the night your homage pay. 2 Behold the sun, obedient still To execute his Maker's will ! The silver rnoon and planets roll In silence round the glowing pole. 3 As they dispense their steady rays, Like them, be constant in his praise ; Like them harmoniously join To celebrate the hand divine. 4 And may that God whose power has made This earth, and heaven's wide arch displayed, From sacred Zion bid yon prove The blessings of his boundless love. 10 Pai thjfrom Merrick. no HYMN 161. CM. A Song of Praise. Ps. cxxxviii. TO thee, my God, my heart shall bring The lively grateful song ; Attending crowds shall hear me sing, With rapture on my tongue. 2 Amidst the glories of thy name, Thy truth exalted shines; A faithful God, thy words proclaim In everlasting lines. 3 Th ? eternal God looks kindly down On pious bumble souls; But from afar his piercing frown The sons of pride controls. Thou, Lord, wilt all my hopes fulfil, To thee the work belongs ; Let endiess mercy guide me still, And tune my grateful songs. Mrs. Steele. HYMN 162. Hallelujah Metre. Universal Praise. Ps. cxlviii. YE boundless realms of joy, Exalt your Maker's fame ; His praise your song employ, Above the starry frame. Ye holy throng Of angels bright, in worlds of light, Begin the song. 2 Thou sun, with dazzling rays, Thou moon that ruPst the night, Shine to your Maker's praise, With stars of feebler light. His praise declare, Ye heav'ns above, and clouds that move In liquid air. 3 Let them adore the Lord And praise his holy name ; Ill By whose almighty word, They all from nothing came. And all shall last, From changes free ; his fir in decree Stands ever fast. 4 He mov'd their mighty wheels, In unknown ages past ; And each his word fulfils, While time and nature last. In different ways, His works proclaim bis wond'rous name, And speak his praise. 5 United zeal be shown, His wond'rous fame to raise, Whose glorious name alone Deserves our endless praise. Earth's utmost ends His power obey ; his glorious sway The sky transcends. 6 Virgins and youths engage, To sound his praise divine ; While infancy and age Their feebler voices join. Wide as he reigns, His name be sung, by ev'ry tongue, In endless strains. 7 Let all the nations fear The God who rules above ; He brings his people near, And makes them taste his love. While earth and sky Attempt his praise, his saints shall raise His honours high. Tate and Watts, united. HYMN 163. Hallelujah Metre. Christ Crucified. ET earth and heaven agree, -■^ Angels and men be join'd, To celebrate with me 112 The Saviour of mankind*; T' adore the ail-atoning Lamb, And bless the sound of Jesus 7 name. Jesus ! transporting sound ! The joy of earth and heav'n; No other help is found, No other name is given By which we can salvation have, But Jesus came the world to save. Jesus ! harmonious name! It charms the hosts above : They evermore proclaim, And wonder at his love; ; Tis all their happiness to gaze, ; Tis heav'n to see our Jesus' face. O, unexampled love ! O, all-redeeming grace ! How swiftly didst thou move To save a fallen race ; What shall I do to make it known, What thou for all mankind hast done? O, for a trumpet's voice, On all the world to call; To bid their hearts rejoice In him who dy'd for all ! For all, my Lord was crucify 'd. For all, for all, my Saviour dy'd ! HYMN 164. Sevens Metre. Praise to the Redeemer. GRATEFUL notes and numbers bring, While Jehovah's praise we sing ! Holy, holy, holy Lord, Be thy glorious name ador'd ! CHORUS. Men on earth, and saints above, Sing the great Redeemer's love; Lord, thy mercies never fail, Hail, celestial goodness, hail r 113 2 While on earth ordain'd to stay, Guide our footsteps in thy way : Till we come to reign with thee, And thy glorious greatness see ! Men on earth, &c. 3 Then, with angels, we'll again Wake a louder, louder strain ; There, in joyful songs of praise, We'll our grateful voices raise. Men on earth, &c. HYMN 165. Sevens and Six Metre. Praise to Jehovah. TJRAISE the Lord, who reigns above, **- And keeps his court below \ Praise the holy God of love, And all his greatness show ; Praise him for his noble deeds, For his matchless power : Him from whom all good proceeds, Let earth and heaven adore. 2 Publish, spread to all around The great Jehovah's name, Let the trumpet's martial sound The Lord of hosts proclaim ; Praise him ev'ry tuneful string, The reach of heavenly art, All the powers of music bring, The muoic of the heart. 3 Him, in whom they move and live, Let ev'ry creature sing, Glory to their Maker give, And homage to their king : Hallow'd be his name beneath, In heaven, on earth ador'd, Praise the Lord ID every breath : Let ail things praise the Lord. 10* 114 HYMN 166. L. P. M. Praise for Divine Goodness. Ps. cxlvi. I'LL praise my Maker while Pve breath ; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : 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 Israel's God ; he made the sky, And earth, and seas, with all their train ; His truth forever stands secure! He saves the oppress'd, he feeds the poor, And none shall find his promise vain. 3 The Lord pours eye-sight on the blind ; The Lord supports the fainting mind; He sends the lab'ring conscience peace; He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless, And grants the pris'ner sweet release. 4 I'll praise him while he lends me breath ; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. Watts. HYMN 107. L. M. Jesus hath done all things. OW shall our soul3 with pleasure raise, N To our dear Lord a song of praise : We'll sing his love, his goodness tell, Our Saviour hath done all things well. 2 With pitying eyes he view'd our case, And came to save our ruin'd race ; He conquer'd sin, and death, and hell : Our Jesus hath done all things well. 115 3 He undertook to bear our load, And bring us back again to God; To 6t us with himself to dwell ; Christ Jesus hath done all things well. 4 He will accomplish his design, And all things in himself combine; No more shall ever they rebel ; Our Jesus will do all things well. 5 His work, how great ! his plan, how vast! But when it all appears at last, It will our highest praise excel ; For Jesus will do all things well. 6 When the creation is restored, And God shall be by all ador'd, How loudly will the triumph swell, Our Jesus hath done all things well. 7 Sin, death, and hell, will Christ destroy, And fill the universe with joy ; His love shall then each voice compel, To cry " He hath done all things well." HYMN 108. Eight, Eight, and Six Metre. General Praise. T>EGI\ T , my soul, th' exalted lay, -■^ Let each enraptur'd thought obey, And praise th' Almighty Name ! Lo ! heaven and earth, and seas and skies, In one melodious concert rise, To swell in' 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 rapid wings, In triumph, rides the King of kings, Th' astonish'd worlds adore. 3 Y'e d^eps, with roaring billows rise, To join the thunder of the skies, Praise him who bids you roll ; 116 His praise in softer notes declare, Each whispering breeze of yielding air, And breathe it to the soul. 4 Wake, all ye soaring throng, and sing; Ye cheerful warblers of the spring, Harmonious anthems raise ; To him who shap'd your finer mould, Who tipp'd your glittering wings with gold, And tun'd your voice to praise, 5 Let man by nobler passions sway'd, The feeling heart, the reas'ning head, In heavenly praise employ ; Spread the Creator's name around, Till heaven's wide arch repeat the sound, The general burst of joy. B. Williams's Coll. HYMN 169. L. P. M. Universal Praise. LET all the earth their voices raise To sing a lofty song of praise, And bless the great Jehovah's name; His glory let the heathen know, His wonders to the nations show, And all his works of grace proclaim. Great is the Lord, his praise be great, Who sits on high enthron'd in state, To him alone let praise be given ; Those god-;, the heathen world adore, In vain pretend to sovereign pow« j r, He only rules who made the heaven. He fram'd the globe, he spread the sky, And all the shining worlds on high, He reigns complete in glory there ; His beams are majesty and light, His glories how divinHy bright ! His temple how divinely fair ! 117 4 Let heaven be glad, let earth rejoice, Let ocean lift its roaring voice, Proclaiming loud Jehovah reigns; For joy let fertile valleys sing, And tuneful groves their tribute bring, To him whose power the world sustains. 5 Come, the great day, the glorious hour, When earth shall own its sov'reign power, And barb'rous nations fear his name ; Then shall the universe confess The beauty of his holiuess, And in his courts his grace proclaim. Tate and Watts. HYMN 170. C. M. Praise to God and the Lamb. 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 u 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 power divine ; And blessings more than we can give, Be, Lord, forever 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. Watts. HYMN 171. Eights Metre. The New Jerusalem. Rev. xxi. 1. AWAY with our sorrow and fear, W e soon shall recover our home : The city of saints shall appear, The day of eternity com© ; 118 From earth we shall quickly remove, And mount to our native abode, The house of our Father above, The palace of angels aud God. 2 Our mourning is all at an end, When rais'd by the life-giving word, We see the new city descend, Adorn'd as a bride from her Lord ; The city so holy and clean, No sorrow can breathe in the air : No gloom of affliction or sin, No shadow of evil is there ! 3 By faith we already behold That lovely Jerusalem here ; Her walls are of jasper and gold, As crystal her buildings are clear ; Immoveably founded in grace, She stands, as she ever hath stood, And brightly her Builder displays, And flames with the glory of God. 4 No need of the Sun in that day, Which never is follow'd by night, Where Jesus's beauties display A pure and a permanent light ; The Lamb is their light and heir sun, And lo ! by reflection they shine, With Jesus ineffably one, Aud bright in effulgence divine ! HYMN 173. Sevens and Six Metre. The better portion. RISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings, Thy better portion trace ; Rise from transitory things, TowVds heaven thy native place ; Sun, and moon, and stars d< j cay, Time shall soon this earth remove ; 119 Rise, my soul, and haste away To seats prepaid above. c 2 Rivers to the ocean ruo, Nor stay in all their course ; Fire ascending seeks the sun, Both speed them to their source : So a soul that's born of God, Pants to view his glorious face, Upward tends to his abode, To rest in his embrace. 3 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn, Press onward to the prize ; Soon our Saviour will return, Triumphant in the skies : Yet a season, and you know Happy entrance will be given, All our sorrows left below, And earth exchang'd for heaven. HYxMN 173. c. wr. Christ's First and Second Coming. C1NG to the Lord, ye distant lands, ^ Ye tribes of ev'ry tongue : His new discovered grace demands A new and noble song. 2 Say to the nations, Jesus came A guilty world to save ; From vice and error to reclaim, And rescue from the grave. 3 Let heaven proclaim the joyful day ! Joy through the earth be seen ; Let cities shine in bright array, And fields in cheerful green. 4 With pleasure lift your wondVing eyes, Ye islands of the sea : Ye mountains sink, ye vallies rise, Prepare the Saviour's way. 120 5 Behold be comes, be comes to bless The nations as their God : To show the world his righteousness, And send his truth abroad. Watts. HYMN 174. Eights and Sevens Metre. Universal Praise. PRAISE to thee, thou great Creator, Praise be thine from ev'ry tongue, Join, rny soul, with ev'ry creature, Join the universal song. 2 For ten thousand blessings giv'n, For the hope of future joy, Sound his praise through earih and heav'n, Sound Jehovah's praise on high. Fawcet. HYMN 175. Tens and Elevens Metre. Jehovah reigns. JEHOVAH reigns ! let ev'ry nation hear, And at his footstool bow, with holy fear : Let heaven's high arches echo with his name ; And the whole peopled earth his praise proclaim ; Wide, and more wide, the homage still extending Through boundless space, and ages never ending. 2 He rules, with wide and absolute command, O'er the wild ocean and the steadfast land ; Jehovah reigns, unbounded and alone, And all creation hangs beneath his throne : He reigns alone, let no inferior nature Usurp the honours of the sole Creator. 3 He bade the struggling beams of infant light Shoot through the massy gloom of ancient uight, His spirit hosh'd the elemental strife, And fed the kindling flame of nature's life, Seasons and months began their long procession, And measured o'er the year in bright succession, 121 4 The sun receives the splendour of his ray, Assumes his station and creates the day ; And the pale moon reflects her borrow'd light Superior o'er the shadows of the night : Ten thousand glitt'ring lamps the skies adorning, Numerous as dew drops in a vernal morning. 5 From chaos rising, earth confessed his pow'r; Adorn'd with evVy plant and ev'ry flow'r; And issuing from the hollow of his hand The waters compass and divide the land ; Seas, rivers, all their destin'd channels knowing, And in new forms eternal goodness showing, 6 The new-born earth complete in rich array, At length prepares to take her annual way, And with untarnish'd lustre as she stood ; Her Maker bless' d his work, and call'd it good : The morning stars with joyful acclamation Exulting sung, and haifd the new creation. HYMN 176. C. M. Christ's Second Advent. HE comes ! Jehovah comes to bless The nations as their God ; To show his truth in righteousness, And spread his power abroad. 2 The christian world in darkness lies, By falsehood overrun ; The moon and stars no longer rise, And clouds have veifd the sun. 3 But lo ! the mighty God appears, On clouds behold him rise ; He comes to dry his Zion's tears, And cheer his mourning bride. 4 Now sacred love with mildest rays I i Zion's land shall rise ; The heavenly sun divinely blaze, And brighten all the skies. 11 m 5 Now truth shall chase the clouds away, And falsehood reign no more ; But one unclouded, heavenly day Shall shine from shore to shore. Proud. HYMN 177- L. M. Jesus the Sun of Heaven. JESUS, thou Sun of love divine, Thy rays through boundless nature shine; In thee with bright effulgence meet Wisdom and love, and light and heat. 2 Through heaven thy glory is display'd In one bright day without a shade ; Angels from thee supremely prove The nameless, endless joys of love. 3 With thee they dwell in fervid light, Nor feel nor fear the shades of night ; Thy heavenly beams will never fail, But one eternal day prevail. 4 Be darkness known on earth no more, But truth display'd from shore to shore ; Till men of every land shall see Thy glory, Lord, and worship thee. 5 'Tis done — the Sun of love appears, The shades withdraw, the morning clears; Now love and truth prevail again, And one eternal day shall reign. Proud. hymn 178. L. M. The happy state of the Christian. AS we advance in wisdom's ways, Thy love demands new songs of praise; Our pleasures, joys, and hopes increase, And all within is settled peace. 2 Our foes with weaker pow'r assail; With strength increasing we prevail ; Above ourev'ry tempter rise, And press with zeal towards the skies. 123 3 Look we at death ? Tia with delight; A gentle sleep, and short the night ; Angels support the feeble head, Our souls have nothing here to dread. 4 Think we of judgment ! happy day ! Joyful the summons we ohey ; It is to meet the God we love, And take our glorious crowns above. o Transporting thought ! celestial state ! For this we live, for this we wait ; And while we take the happy road, Our songs of praise ascend to God. HYMN 179. Eight, Eight, and Six Metre. Lord's Day Morning. HAIL, happv day, the type of rest, When all the faithful shall be bless'J. And cease from toil and pain ; So we to-day the emblem prove, Cease from all work, but praise and love, And solid pleasure gain. 2 To day our mighty Conqueror rose, In triumph o'er his numerous foes, And death a captive bound ; So we from evVy evil rise, Mount up in thought towards the skies, And walk on Zion's ground ! 3 Begone, ye ev'ry worldly care; My soul to study, praise, and prayer, To-day be wholly given ; I'll humbly wait at Josus' feet, The saints in solemn worship meet, And learn the way to heav'n. 4 Jesus will kindly condescend To teach my soul, my heart amend, And till me with bis love! 124 That ev'ry sabbath I may know, An antepast of heav'n below, The rest of saints above! Proud. HYMN 180. L. M. Fulfilment of God's Promises. Is. lxiii. 7 RISE, ev'ry heart and evVy tongue, Prepare a sweet angelic song ; Surprising mercies must require An angel's lay, a seraph's fire. 2 See what the gracious God of heav'n Hath now to his own Israel giv'n ; No heart can feel, no tongue express, The wonders of his love and grace. 3 In ev'ry age the Lord was kind, And to his church reveal'd his mind ; But we enjoy a wond'rous store Of mercies never known before. 4 The sun of heav'n illumes the soul, Oceans of mercies sweetly roll ; The heav'niy streams of truth and love Flow freely from the Fount above. 5 O happy day ! we live to see How kind to men our God can be : His greatest mercies stand confess'd, And Zion is divinely bless'd. 6 Thy truth and loving kindness, Lord, We will with holy songs record ; To us are richest favours giv'n, And praises shall return to heav'n. HYMN 181. S. M. The Lord seen and adored in the Creation. WHEN I survey this world, With all its beauteous frame. Its great Creator I adore, And celebrate his name. 125 2 The boundless whole displays The wonders of the Lord : All nature echoes with his praise, And be his name ador'd. 3 The sun in ev'ry beam Proclaims the God above : Its ardent rays exhibit him, Who rules the worlds in love. 4 The lofty stars by night, The moon with paler glow, In ev'ry twinkling ray of light, Their Maker's honour show. 5 The universal whole Proclaims Jehovah's praise ; And O, that ev'ry living soul Would songs of honour raise. 6 The worlds were made in love, By wisdom all divine ; And while in praise my tongue can move, That praise, O Lord, be thine ! Proud. HYMN 182. S. M. The Spiritual Sense of the Holy Word revealed. GREAT God, we give thee praise For all thy wond'rous grace ! Thy kind and condescending ways To our poor fallen race ! 2 Thou hast thy love reveaPd Beyond what prophets knew ; The holy book of truth unseal'd To our astonish'd view. 3 We wander now no more Where sons of darkness lead ; But truth in sacred light explore, And wonder while we read. 4 T'ie letter of thy word Before we hardly knew : 11* Y 1 126 And in our awful darkness, Lord, Deem'd half the world untrue. 5 But now its inward sense Is opened to the mind ; We learn thine heav'nly doctrines thence, And living waters find. 6 Lord, we adore thy name, For light and truth divine ! From thee the welcome mercies came, And be the glory thine ! Proud. HYMN 183. Eight, Eight, and Six Metre. Universal Praise to the Creator. "E angels that surround the throne, Where your Creator's name is knowD, Through all the realms above, Your greatest skill in praising try, And all your golden harps employ, To sing creating love. 2 But you the children of his love, Who have been calfd to mount above, From sin and sorrow too : Let angels to your songs give place, For you can sing redeeming grace, Your song is always new. 3 And may we not, who still lay here, With joy and triumph lend an ear, And humbly try to sing, Though darkly through a glass we see, Each of us cry, " he dy'd for me, Adored be my King." 4 But when we take the sacred book, And at each precious promise look Of universal grace ; 'Tis here the joyful day we view, When the poor Gentile with the Jew, Shall see his Saviour's face. 127 5 Then may all Adam's fallen race, As fellow-heirs of this same grace, And branches of one vine, In one eternal song conspire, To praise the Lamb, our souPs desire, When all their brethren join. HYMN 184. C. M. Light shining out of Darkness GOD moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. 2 Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take; The clouds, you so much dread, Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace ; Behind a frowning providence, He hides a smiling face. 5 His purposes will ripen fast. Unfolding ev'ry hour ; The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower. 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain ; God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain. Cowper. 128 HYMN 185. C. M. Praise to the Lord for constant Preservation. THOU great all-knowing, present God, Where'er I stay or rove, I am surrounded still by thee, Encircled with thy love. 2 When in the paths of vice I trod, Nor fear'd thy holy Name, Thou wast my all-supporting God, Thy hand preserv'd my frame. 3 Still, Lord, thy hand my life defends ; My life I owe to thee ; Thy mercy all my way attends, Thy love abounds to me. 4 Where'er I am, I am thy care, Thy dealings all are love ; And thine intention to prepare My soul for heav'n above. 5 My God, my Saviour, guides me still In all his righteous ways ; Daily may I perform his will Each moment live in praise. Proud. HYMN 186. L. M. The Holy Supper. WHAT wonders hath Jehovah wrought, How great the price by which we're bought, The all of love and truth divine In our redemption sweetly join. 2 The beams of love descend, and bring Ten thousand blessings from our King; W ule mys of glorious truth and light Unveil his glories to our si^hr. 3 Thy love exceeds our highest praise, And all the songs that angels raise ; How then shall we attempt to sin^ The boundless goodness of our King ! 129 4 Dear Lord, had we ten thousand tongues, And notes beyon.i the angel's sono , ; Still we should fail, nor could make known The nameless mercies of thy throne. Proud. HYMN 187. Sevens Metre. The Harmony of Praise. f f^HOU, who sitt'st enthron'd above ! -*- Thou, in whom we live and move ! Thou who art most great, most high ! God, from all eternity ! 2 O how sweet, how excellent, 'Tis when tongue and heart consent, Grateful hearts and joyful tongues, Hymning thee in tuneful songs ! 3 When the morning paints the skies, When the stars of ev'ning rise, We thy praises will record, Sov'reign Ruler ! mighty Lord ! 4 Decks the spring with flow'rs the field ? Harvest rich doth autumn yield ? Giver of all good below ! Lord, from thee these blessings flow. 5 Sovereign Ruler! mighty Lord ! We thy praises will record : Giver of these blessings! we Pour the grateful song to thee. Sandys. HYMN 188. C. M. The Seasons ordained by God. THE rolling year, Almighty Lord ! Obeys thy powerful nod ; Each season, as it silent moves, Declares the present God. 130 2 Wak'd by thy voice, out steps the spring, In living green new drest ; On hills, in vales, through fields and groves, Thy beauties stand confest. 3 The sun calls forth the summer months, Nor do the hours delay ; The fruits with varied colours glow Beneath his rip'ning ray. 4 Thy bounty, Lord ! in autumn shines, And spreads a common feast ; He that regards his fav'rite, man, Will not neglect the beast. 5 When winter rears his hoary head, And shows his furrow'd brow, In storms and tempests, frosts and snows, How awful, Lord, art thou! 6 The rolling year, Almighty Lord ! Obeys thy pow'rful nod ; Each season, as it silent moves, Declares the present God. Needham-, HYMN 189. L. M. Seed-time and Harvest. f I^HE rising morn, the closing day, -* Repeat thy praise with grateful voice ; Both in their turns thy power display, Aud laden with thy gifts rejoice. 1 Earth's wide-extended, varying scenes, All smiling round, thy bounty show ; From seas or clouds, full magazines, Thy rich diffusive blessings flow. 3 Now earth receives the precious seed, Which thy indulgent hand prepares; And nourishes the future bread, And answers all the sower's cares. 4 Thy sweet refreshing show'rs attend And through the ridges gently flow. 131 Soft on the springing corn descend ; And thy kind blessing makes it grow. 5 Thy goodness crowns the circling year, Thy paths drop fatness all around ! Ev'n barren wilds thy praise declare, And echoing hills return the sound. 6 H^re, spreading flocks adorn the plain ; There plenty ev'ry charm displays ; Thy bounty clothes each lovely scene, And joyful nature shouts thy praise. Mrs. Steele. HYMN 190. L. M. Autumnal Hymn. GREAT God ! at whose all-pow'rful call At first arose this beauteous frame, By thee the seasons change, and all The changing seasons speak thy name. 2 Thy bounty bids the infant year, From winter storms recovered rise ; When thousand grateful scenes appear, Fresh op'ning to our wond'ring eyes. 3 O how delightful 'tis to see The earth in vernal beauty drest! While in each herb, and fiowV, and tree. Thy blooming glories shine confest ! 4 Aloft, full beaming, reigns the sun, And light and genial heat conveys ; And, while he leads the seasons on, From thee derives hisquick'ning rays. b Around us, in the teeming field, Stands the rich grain, or purpled vine \ At thy command they rise to yield The strengthening bread, or cheering wine, 6 Indulgent God ! from ev'ry part Thy plenteous blessings largely flow ; We see — we taste — let ev'ry heart With grateful love and duty glow. 132 HYMN 191. Sevens Metre. The divine Majesty and Power. SING, ye sons of might, O sing Praise to heaven's eternal King; Power and strength to him assign, Bow before his hallow'd shrine. 2 Hark ! his voice in thunder breaks ; Hush'd to silence while he speaks, Ocean's waves from pole to pole Hear the awful accents roll. 3 Now the bursting clouds give way, And the vivid lightnings piay ; And the wiicis, by man untrod, Hear, dismay'd, th' approaching God. 4 H« j the swelling surge commands; Fix'd his throne for ever stands ; He his people shall increase, And with safety crown, and peace. Merrick. HYMN 192. L. M. The Glory of God. GOD is a name my soul adores, Th' Almighty, the Eternal One ; Nature and grace, with all their pow'rs, Confess the Infinite Unknown. 2 Thy voice produc'd the seas and spheres, Bade plauets roll, and suns to shine : But nothing like thyself appears Through all these spacious works of thine* 3 Still, restless nature dies and grows ; From change to change the creatures run : Thy being no succession knows, And all thy vast designs are one. 4 Thrones and dominions round thee fall, And worship in submissive forms ; Thy presence shakes this lower ball, This humble dwelling-place of worms. Watts. 133 HYMN 193. C. M. The Condescension of God. AMIDST the heav'nly pow'rs siiblime God's throne is fix'd on high ; And through eternity he hears The praises of the sky. 2 Yet, looking down, he visits oft The humble, hallow'd cell ; And with the penitent who mourns, 'Tis his delight to dwell : 3 The downcast spirit to revive, The sorrowful to cheer ; * And from the bed of dust, the man Of contrite heart to rear. 4 With him dwells no relentless wrath Against the human race: The souls which he has form'd, shall find A refuge in his grace. Edinburgh Coll. HYMN 194. L. M. The Condescension of God to Human Affairs. TH' Almighty stoops to view the skies, And bows to see what angels do ; Yet down to earth directs his eyes, And bends his footsteps downwards too. 2 He over-rules all human things, And manages our mean affairs ; On humble souls the King of kings Bestows his counsels and his cares. 3 In vain might earthly monarchs try Such condescending schemes to plan ; For man was never raised so high A J >ove his meu.iest fellow-man. 4 O could our thankful hearts devise A tribute equal to thy grace, To heav'n our grateful songs should rise, And listening angels learn thy praise. Watts. 12 134 HYMN 195. L. M. The Majesty of God. YE weak inhabitants of clay, Ye trifling insects of a day, Low in your native dust bow down Before th ? Eternal's awful throne. Loud let ten thousand trumpets sound, And call remotest nations round : Assembled on the crowded plains, Princes and people, kings and swains. 3 Join'd with the living, let the dead Rising, the face of earth o'erspread ; And, while his praise unites their tongues, Let angels echo back the songs. 4 The drop that from the bucket falls, The dust that bangs upon the scales, Is more to sky, and earth, and sea, Than all this pomp, great God ! to thee. Doddridge. HYMN 196. C. M. Universal presence of God. MY heart and all my ways, O God ! By thee are searched and seen ; My outward acts thine eye observes, My secret thoughts within. 2 Attendant on my steps, all day Thy providence I see ; And in the solitude of night I'm present still with thee. 3 No spot the boundless realms of space Whence thou art absent, know ; In heav'n thou reign'st a glorious King. An awful Judge below. 135 Lord ! if within my thoughtless heart Thou aught should'st disapprove, The secret evil bring to light, And by thy grace remove. If e'er my ways have been perverse, Or foolish in thy view, Jleca\ my steps to thy commands, And form my life anew. Arbucklk. HYMN 197. L.M. God's Omniscience and Omnipresence. FATHER of all ! omniscient mind! Thy wisdom who can comprehend? Its highest point what eye can find, Or to its lowest depths descend ? 2 What cavern deep, what hill sublime, Beyond thy reach, shall I pursue? What dark recess, what distant clime, Shall hide me from thy boundless view ? 3 If up to heaven's ethereal height, Thy prospect to elude, I rise ; In splendour there, supremely bright, Thy presence shall my sight surprise. 4 Thee, mighty God ! my wond'ring soul, Thee, all her conscious pow'rs adore ; Whose being circumscribes the whole, Whose eyes the universe explore. 5 Thine essence fills this breathing frame, It glows in every vital part; Lights up my soul with livelier flame, And feeds with life my beating heart. 6 To thee, from whom my being came, Whose smile is all the beav'n I know, Inspired with this exalted theme, To thee my grateful strains shall flow. Blacklock. 136 HYMN 198. C. M. The Ways of the Righteous known to God. nPO thee, my God ! my days are known ; ■*■ My soul enjoys the thought; My actions all before thee lie, Nor are my wants forgot. 2 Each secret wish devotion breathes, Is vocal to thine ear ; And ail my walks of daily life Before thine eye appear. 3 The vacant hour, the active scene, Thy mercy shall approve ; And ev'ry pang of sympathy, And ev'ry care of love. 4 Each golden hour of beaming light Is gilded by thy rays; And dark affliction's midnight gloom A present God surveys. 5 Full in thy view thro' life I pass, And in thy view I die: Lord, when all mortal bonds shall break, May I still find thee nigh ! HYMN 199. Eight, Eight, and Six Metre. Delighting in Divine Goodness. PARENT of good ! thy works of might I trace with wonder and delight ; Thy name is all divine : There's nought in earth, or sea, or air, Or heav'n itself that's good or fair, But is entirely thine. 2 Immensely high thy glories rise, They strike my soul with sweet surprise, And sacred pleasure yield ; An ocean wide without a bound, Where ev'ry noble wish is drown'd, And ev'ry want is fill'd. 137 3 To thee my warm affections move, In sweet astonishment and love, While at thy feet I fall; I pant for nought beneath the skies, To thee my ardent wishes rise, O my eternal All ! 4 What shall I do to spread thy praise, My God ! through my remaining days, Or how thy name adore ? To thee I consecrate my breath, Let roe be thine in life and death, And thine for evermore. Fawcet. hymn 200. c. M. The Goodness and Mercy of God. SWEET is the mem'ry of thy grace, O God, my heav'nly King! Let age to age thy righteousness In sounds of glory sing. 2 God reigns on high, but not confines His goodness to the skies ; Through the whole earth his bounty shines. And ev'ry want supplies. 3 With longing eyes, thy creatures wait On thee for daily food ; Thy lib'ral hand provides their meat, And fills their mouths with good. 4 How kind are thy compassions, Lord ! How slow thine anger moves ! But soon he sends his pard'ning word. To cheer the souls he loves. 5 Creatures, with all their endless race, Thy povvV and praise proclaim ; But saiots, who tasie thy richer grace, Deligh* to bless thv name. Witts. 12* 138 HYMN 201. L. M. God the intellectual Light. PRAISE to the Lord of boundless might. With uncreated glories bright ! His presence gilds the worlds above, The unchanging Source of light and love. 2 Our rising earth his eye beheld, When in substantial darkness veiPd ; The shapeless chaos, nature's womb, Lay buried in eternal gloom. 3 Let there be light, Jehovah said; And light o'er all its face was spread ; Nature, array'd in charms unknown, Gay with its new-born lustre, shone. 4 He sees the mind, when lost it lies In shades of ignorance and vice ; And darts from heav'n a vivid ray, And changes midnight into day. 5 Shine, mighty God ! with vigour shine On this benighted heart of mine; There be thy brighter beam3 reveal'd As in the Saviour's face beheld. 6* Thine image, on my soul impress'd, In radiant lines shall stand confessed ; While all my faculties unite To praise the Lord, who gives me light. Doddridge- HYMN 202. C. M. The Being, Omnipresence and Providence of God RE AT God, how vast is thine abode ! G Mysterious are thy ways ! Unseen thy footsteps in the air, And trackless in the seas. > Yet the whole peopled world bespeaks Thy being and thy pow'r 'Midst the resplendent blaze of day. And awful midnight hour. 139 3 Nor all the peopled world aloDe, Rich fields and verdant plains, But looely wilds by man untrod, Where silent horror reigns. 4 Tempests and storms that sweep the sky, And cataracts sublime; Volcanoes, earthquakes, hurricanes, That waste the torrid clime; 5 Vast caverns deep, and cloud-topt hills Huge mountains rude and bare, Terrific rocks and swelling waves — i Thy grandeur all declare. 6 Through all creation's widest range The hand of heaven is near : Where'er I wander in the worid, Lo ! God is present there. Jervi.s. HYMN 203. L. P. M. God's government is Zion's joy. YE subjects of the Lord, proclaim The royal honours of his name; 'Jehovah reigns,' be all your song, ; Tishe, thy God, O Zion, reigns ; Prepare thy most harmonious strains, Glad hallelujahs to prolong. 2 Ye princes, boast no more your crown, But lay thy glittering trifle down In lowly honour at his feet ; A spau your narrow empire bounds ; He reigns beyond created rounds, In self-sufticient glory great. 3 Tremble, ye pageants of a day, Form'd, like your slaves, of brittle clay; Down to the dust your sceptres bend ; To everlasting years He reigns, And undiminish'd pomp maintains, When kings, and suns, and time shall end. 140 4 So shall bis favoured Zion live ; In vain confederate nations strive Her sacred turrets to destroy ; Her Sovereign sits enthron'd above, And endless pow'r and endless love Insure her safety and her joy. Doddridge. HYMN 204. C. TVL God no Respecter of persons. WITH eye impartial, heaven's high King Surveys each human tribe ; No earthly pomp his eye can charm. Nor wealth his favour bribe. 2 The rich and poor, of equal clay His pow'rful hand did frame ; All souls are his, and him alike Their common Parent claim. 3 Ye sons of men of high degree, Your great Superior own ; Praise him for all his gifts, and pay Your homage at his throne. 4 Trust in the Lord, ye humble poor, And banish ev ? ry fear ; The God you serve will ne'er forsake The man of heart sincere. Needham. HYMN 205. L. M. The Bounty of Providence improved. ATHER of lights ! we sing thy name, F Who kindlest up the lamp or day ; Wide as lie spreads his golden flame, His beams thy pow'r and love display. 2 Fountain of good ! from thee proceeds, In copious drops, the geuiai rain. Which thro' ihe hills, and thro' ihe meads, Revive the jrrass, and swell the grain. 3 Thro' ihe wide world thy bounties spread • Yet millions of our guilty race, 141 Though by thy daily bounty fed, Affront thy law, reject thy grace. Not so may our forgetful hearts Overlook the tokens of thy care ; But what thy lib'ral hand imparts, Still own iu praise, still ask in pray'r. So shall our suns more grateful shine, And show'rs in sweeter drops shall fall, When all our hearts and lives are thine, And thou, O God ! enjoy'd in all. Doddridge. HYMN 206. S. M. God's distinguishing Goodness to Man. (\ LORD ! our heav'nly King ! ^^ Thy name is all divine ; Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o'er the heavens they shine. When to thy works above 1 raise my wondVing eyes, And see the moon, fair queen of night, In peerless splendour rise ; When I survey the stars That fill the vaulted sky, Lord ! what ia man that he should stand In thy regard so high ? Or what the son of man, That thou sho^pld'st love him so? Next to thine angels is he plac'd, And Lord of all below. Thine honours crown his head, While subject beasts obey ; And birds that cut the air with wings, And fish that cleave the sea. How rich thy* bounties are ! And wond'rous are thy ways! Of dust and worms thy pow'r can frame A monument of praise. Watts 142 HYMN 207. S. M. The Heavenly Shepherd. T/f ^HILE God my Father's near, ▼ ▼ My Shepherd and my Guide, I bid farewell to anxious fear, My wants are all 9upply'd. 2 To ever-fragrant meads, Where rich abundanre grows, His gracious hand indulgent leads, And guards my sweet repose. 3 Along the lovely scene, Cool waters gently roll, And kind refreshment smiles serene, To cheer my fainting soul. 4 H Whatever we want he will kindly provide ; T* the sheep of his pasture his mercies abound, His care and protection his flock will surround. 2 The Lord is our shepherd ; whnt then shall we fear ? What danger can frighten us wbiie he is near? Not when the time calls us to walk through the vale Of thu shadow of death, shall our hearts ever fail. 3 Though afraid of ourselves, to pursue the dark way, Thy rod and thy staff be our comfort and stay ; For we know by thy guidance, when once it is past, To a fountain oflife it will bring us at last. 4 The Lord is become our salvation and song, His blessings have followed us all our life long ; His name will we praise while we have any breath, Be content all our life, and resign'd in our death. Byrom. HYMN 224. 4 Tens and 2 Elevens Metre. The never-ceasing Goodness of God. HOUSE of our God, with cheerful anthems ring, While all our lips and hearts his goodness sing \ With sacred joy his wond'rous deeds proclaim ; Let ev'ry tongue be vocal with his name ; The Lord is gnort, bis mercy never-ending ; His blessings in perpetual show'rs descending. <2 His goodness never tails ; the dawn, the shade Sull see new bounties through new scenes displayed \ Succeeding ages bless tbia sure abode, And children lean upon their fathers' God, The deathless soul, through its immense duration, Drinks from (his source immortal consolation. 3 B irst into pra-'se, our souls ! all nature join ; Au^els and men, in harmony combiner While human years are measured by the sun, 153 Yea, while eternity its course shall run, His goodness in perpetual show'rs descending, Exalt in songs and raptures never-ending. Doddridge. HYMN 225. 4 Six and 4 Fives Metre. The Father of Mercy. FATHER of mercy, o The hearer of prayer ! To tby creatures' request Bow propitious thine ear ! 2 The voice from the dust, The soft-rising sigh, The prayer of the heart, The uplifted eye — 3 Are grateful to thee, An offering meet, Than roses of Sharon More fragrant and sweet. 4 As the orient sun Chasing darkness away, Dawns bright in the east And kindles the day — 5 So hope's cheering beam From the fountain of light, Is diffus'd through the soul In affliction's dark night. 6 If then my heart droop, Let me never repine ; — But O may this God, This kind Father — be mine ! Jervis. HYMN 22G. Eights and Sevens Metre. The God of Mercy adored. T>RAISE to God, the great Creator, ■*- Bounteous source of all our joy : He whose hand upholds all nature, lie whose nod can all destroy ; 154 v zis, with pious zeal attending, Now the grateful tribute raise ; ■ agi :o heav'a asceading Joia the universal praise. 2 Rouad his awful footstool kneeling, Lowiy bend with contrite soabj Here, his milder grace revealing, Here his wrath no thrader r; g Lo, th' eternal page before us Bears the cov'oant of his love : 7 il of mercy to restore us, Mercy beaming from above. 3 Ev'ry secret fault confessing, Deeds unrighteous, thoughts of sin ; Seize, O seize the proffer d blessing, Grace from God. and peace within : Heart and voice with rapture swelling, the song of glory z* Or* the theme immortal dwelling, Join the universal praise. Taylqr. HYMN 227. C. M. Tbe Universal P raver. LORD, not to earth's contracted span, Thy goodaess let me bound ; Or think thee Lord alone of man, When thousand worlds are round* 2 Let not this weak, unknowing band Presume tby bolts to throw ; And deal damnation round the land, Oa each I judge thy foe. 3 If I arn right, thy grace impart, e right to stay : If I am wrong, O teach my hear: To find that better way. 4 Mean though I am, not wholly so. Since quicken'd by tby breath ; 155 i Lord ! lead me whereso'er I go, Through this day's life or deatb. This day be bread and peace my lot : All else beneath the sun, Thou know'st if best bestow'd or not ; And let thy will be done. To thee, whose temple is all space, Whose altar, earth, sea, skies ! One chorus let all beings raise ! All nature's incense rise. Pope. HYMN 228. Tens Metre. Devout Aspirations. F friendless in the vale of tears I stray Where briars wound, and thorns perplex my way, Still let my steady soul thy goodness see, And with strong confidence lay hold on thee, 2 In ev'ry creature, Lord, I own thy pow'r ; In each event thy providence adore: Thy promises shall cheer my drooping soul, Thy precepts guide me, and thy fear control. 3 Then when at last I quit this transient scene, Help me to leave it with a heart serene : Teach me to fix my ardent hopes on high, And, having liv'd to thee, in thee to die. Barbaulb. HYMN 229. C. M. The Power of Faith. FAITH adds new charms to earthly bliss, And saves us from its snares; Its aid in ev'ry duty brings, And softens all our cares : 2 Extinguishes the thirst of sin, And lights the sacred fire Of love to God and heav'nly things, And feeds the pure desire. 156 3 The wounded conscience knows its pow'r, The healing balm 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. Emerson's Coll. B HYMN 230. Sevens Metre. Freedom from Error, Guilt, and Folly. LEST instructor ! from thy ways Who can tell how oft he strays? Save from error's growth my mind, Leave not, Lord, one root behind. Purge me from the guilt that lies Wrapt within my heart's disguise ; Let me thence, by thee renew'd, Each presumptuous sin exclude : So my lot shall ne'er be join'd With the men whose impious mind, Fearless of thy just command, Biaves the vengeance of thy hand. Let my tongue, from error free, Speak the words approv'd by thee; To thine all-observi;.g eyes, Let my thoughts accepted rise. Taught by thee thy servant's breast Joys the blessings to attest ; Heap'd on those whose hearts sincere Learn thy precept? to revere. While I thus thy namo adore, And thy healing grace implore, 157 Blest Redeemer ! bow thine ear ; God my strength ! propitious hear. Merrick. H HYMN 231. 4 Six, and 4 Four Metre. The Birth of Christ proclaimed by Angels. ARK ! what celestial notes, What melody we hear ! Soft on the morn it floats, And fills the ravish'd ear. The tuneful shell, The golden lyre, And vocal choir The concert swell. Th' angelic hosts descend, With harmony divine: See ! how from heaven they bend, And in full chorus join, Fear not, say they, Great joy we bring; Jesus, your king, Is born to day. He comes from error's night Your wand'ring feet to save; To realms of bliss and light He lifts you from the grave. This glorious morn, (Let all attend!) Your matchless friend, Your Saviour's born. Glory to God on high ! Ye mortals, spread the sound, And let your raptures fly To earth's remotest bound ! For peace on earth, From God in heav'n, To man is giv'n, At Jesus' birth. Salisbury Coll 14 158 HYMN 232. Hallelujah Metre. Fruitful Showers, emblems of the effects of the Gospel. MARK the soft-falliDg snow, And the descending rain ! To heaven whence it fell, It turns not back again : But waters earth through ev'ry pore, And calls forth all her secret store. 2 Array'd in beauteous green The hills and vallies shine, And man and beast are fed By providence divine : The harvest bows its golden ears, The copious seed of future years. 3 So saith the God of grace, My gospel shall descend, Almighty to effect The purpose I intend ; Millions of souls shall feel its powV, And bear it down to millions more. Doddridge. HYMN 233. Six Line Long Metre- The Excellency of the Gospel. WE love the volumes of thy word : What light and joy those leaves afford To souls benighted and distress'd ! Thy precepts guide our doubtful way : Thy fear forbids our feet to stray ; Thy promise leads our hearts to rest. 2 From the discov'ries of thy law, The perfect rules of life we draw ; These are our study and delight : Not honey so invites the taste, Nor gold that hath the furnace past, Appears so pleasing to the sight. 159 3 Thy threat'nings wake our slumbring eyes, And warn us where our danger lies; But 'tis thy blessed gospel, Lord, That makes the guilty conscience clean, Converts the soul, subdues our sin, And gives a free, but large, reward. Watts. HYMN 23*. Eight, Eight, and Six Metre. The Pleasures of Benevolence. HAIL, source of pleasures ever new ! While thy kind dictates we pursue, We taste a joy sincere ; Too high for sordid minds to know, Who on themselves alone bestow Their wishes and their care. 2 By thee inspir'd, the gen'rous breast, In blessing others only blest, With kindness large and free, Delights the widow's tear to stay, To teach the bliud the smoothest way, And aid the feeble knee. 3 O God of love ! with pious care, In others' joys and griefs to share, Do thou our hearts incline ; Each low, each selfish wish control, Warm with benevolence our soul, And make us wholly thine. Blacklock. HYMN 235. Eight, Eight, and Six Metre. Tranquillity and Contentment. F solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies, And they are fools who roam : The world has little to bestow ; From our own selves our joys must flow ; Our bliss begins at home. To be reaign'd when ills betide, Patient when favours are deny'd, And pleas'd with favours giv'u : i' 160 This, gracious God ! is wisdom's part, This is that incense of the heart, Whose fragrance reaches heaven. 3 Thus thro' life's changing scenes we'll go, Its chequer'd paths of joy and wo With cautious steps we'll tread ; Quit its vain scenes without a tear, Without a trouble or a fear, And mingle with the dead : 4 While conscience, like a faithful friend, Shall through the gloomy vale attend, And cheer our dying breath; Shall, when all other comforts cease, Like a kind angel, whisper peace, And smooth the bed of death. Cotton. HYMN 236. L. M. He shall feed his Flock like a Shepherd. Isa. xl. 10, 11. STRONG is thine hand, Almighty King, Thy potent arm shall rule for thee ; Salvation, 'tis thy work to bring, And thy rewards are rich and free. 2 Like a kind shepherd thou wilt feed Thy flock, in pastures green and fair ; To crystal fountains wilt them lead, And for them ev'ry good prepare. 3 Thine arm shall bear the tender lambs, And thy soft bosom shall them warm : Gently will lead the teeming dams, And shelter from the wind and storm. 4 Lord, how secure thy folds may rest, Beneath the shadow of thy wing; In safety lean upon thy breast, While all thy saints thy praises sing. H. Ballou. 161 HYMN 237. C. M. A King shall reign in Righteousness. Is. xxxii. 1, 2, 3. JESUS, our King, his sceptre sways, lo righteousness divine ; Princes, in judgment, 'tend his ways, And glories in him shine. 2 This man shall be our hiding place, A covert from the storm ; And by the riches of his grace Secure from evVy harm. 3 As in a dry and barren place, Rivers of water flow ; Jesus the riches of his grace, Makes fainting mortals know. 4 As a tall shadow of a rock, Within a weary land, Is Jesus to his fainting flock; He guards them with his hand, j Clearness of light he will bestow, Our dimness take away ; And make us all his goodness know In an eternal day. 6 There we shall hear the joyful sound, Salvation in the Lord ; And on the fair celestial ground, Our thankful songs record. H. Ballol , HYMN 238. L. M. The Coming of Christ, or the true Light BEHOLD the long expected light ! Tis Jacob's star, and Jesse's root! The sun itself is not so bright ; Nor bears a tree such heavenly fruit. 2 With spreading glories, lo ! he comes, And g'oomy darkness flies apa>e; He's brighter than ten thonsand suns, Willi beams of mercv in his face. 14* 162 3 Sin, now condemn'd, shall cease to be, The righteous Judge shall bear the sway : Shall sinners set from bondage free, And take iniquity away. 4 Roll on, thou glorious Star of light, Display thy matchless grace abroad ; And chase the darkness of our night, And bring the nations home to God. H. Ballou, HYMN 239. Hallelujah Metre. The Kingdom of Christ and its attendant Glories. |^OME, sing a Saviour's power, ^-^ And praise his mighty name • His wond'rous love adore, And chant his growing fame. Wide o'er the world, a King shall reign ; And righteousness and peace maintain, 2 The sceptre of his grace, He shall for ever wield ; His foes, before his face, To strength divine shall yield. The conquest of his truth shall show What an almighty arm can do. 3 His alienated sons, By sin beguil'd, betray'd ; Shall then be born at once, And willing subjects made. Such numbers shall his courts adorn, As dew-drops of the vernal morn. 4 His realm shall ever stand, By lib'ral things upheld ; And from his bounteous hand, All hearts with joy be fill'd. An universe with praise shall own The countless honours of his throne. Turner. 163 HYMN 240. S. M. The sound of the Gospel trumpet to a perishing sinful world Collected from sundry Texts. HEAll what a Saviour's voice To sinners doili proclaim, " O all ye ransom 1 d souls, rejoice, In your Redeemer's name !' ? 2 Where sin and death have reign'd, And all their power employ'd ; There is his truth and light maintain'd. And heav'nly truth enjoy'd. 3 The needy starving poor Are fill'd with living bread ; The op' ning of the prison door Proclaims the captive freed. 4 The thirsty panting soul, That longs for springs of grace, Beholds celestial waters roll, And floods of righteousness. 5 My God, my Saviour too, I would thy love proclaim ; Partake of what is brought to view, And sing thy glorious name. Turner. HYMN 241. L. M. The Lord is my Shepherd. Ps. xxviii. f r^HE Lord our shepherd feeds his flock, -*- And shades them with his tow'ring rock \ Our God provides each heavenly good, And fills our souis with lasting food. 2 Where pastures grow in living green, And spread a rich and flowing scene; There do we rest, when toil o'ercomes, Inhaling all the sweet perfumes. 3 Where waters of salvation flow, To cheer the humble vale below, 164 There doth our Shepherd kindly guide, And for our parching thirst provide. 4 When from this fold we ever stray, He marks our wand'ring devious way ; Reclaims cur souls to blissful rest, And brings us leaning on his breast. 5 The tender lambs, too prone to trace The path of sin's dark wilderness ; He gathers safely with his arm, And, in his bosom, shields from harm. 6 Shepherd and Bishop of my soul, O make thy wounded servant whole ! Continue all thy gifts of love, Till I shall reach thy fold above. Turner. HYMN 242. S. M. Blessings of the Gospel. RIVERS from Jesus flow, And bright prophetic streams ; There trees of life immortal grow, And light effulgent beams. Leaves from those trees shall heal The nations of their wo ; Sinners the living balsam feel, And up to Zlon go. Thus from the house of God, Waters were seen to flow ; And like the all-atoning blood, Give health where'er they go. Behold the spicy hills, And ever-living groves! Their pleasant fruit the hungry fills, And truth spontaneous grows. H. Ballou. 165 HYMN 243. C. M. The heavenly Jerusalem. MAY sacred heat inspire my tongue, And ev'ry grace impart ; With golden numbers fill my song, And animate my heart. 2 Of the eternal fair I sing, Jerusalem above ; Zion, the city of our King, Where dwells immortal love. 3 Behold ! her walls are great and high, ( Salvation of the Lord) Her gates the word of prophecy, And open is the word. 4 From north and south, from east and west, Shall all the nations come ; And find in her immortal rest, And an eternal home. 5 On emblematic stones she stands, Where ev'ry grace is found ; Rais'd by the great Jehovah's hands, And on Immanuel's ground. 6 She like a jasper stone most bright, Reflects her cheering rays ; In her there is no gloom of night, But one eternal blaze. 7 Of her the Holy One bath said, (And faithful is his word) Her seed shall bruise the serpent's head : This seed is Christ the Lord. 8 Thus the male and female one, " The Lord our rigJiteousness ;" The Covenant and Living Son, In whom the world is blest. H. Ballol . iet> HYMN 244. Eights Metre. The call of Zion, and the exhibition of her glory : Collected from various Scriptures. ARISE from thy wilderness state, Thou Zion, beiov'd of the Lord, And deck'd in thy majesty great, Shine forth as the precious restor'd. Long time hast thou wandered forlorn, Forsaken, and greatly despis'd ; The garments of sorrow hast worn, Nor the love of thy God realiz'd. 2 Now clothe thee with raiment of light On thy head wear a crown of pure gold : Thy radiant effulgence so bright, Thy enemies cannot behold. From the dust of the earth thou shalt rise, Renew'd in the vigour of youth ; Thus the captive, with pleasing surprise, Hears the ransoming language ot truth. 3 Delivered to bondage for nought, Where tyrants thy steps have pursu'd ; Tbou shalt, without money, be bought, Thy Saviour, thy thraldoms halh view'd. Thy Maker, thy Husband, thy King, Shall lead thee to mansions of rest ; And a numerous retinue bring, To welcome his bride to his breast. Turner. HYMN 245. C. M. Confidence in God. WHY thus dejected, O my soul ! Why thus cast down with fear? If floods of sorrow o'er thee roll, Is no deliverer near ? 2 Hope thou in God, and in him trust, And send thy fears away ; He is both merciful and just ; Nor can his love decay. 167 3 My soul, thy highest notes of praise To thy deliverer sing ; And in thy sweetest anthems raise The honours of thy King. 4 Thy health, thy beauty, and thy pow'r, Is God, thy gracious friend ; Then, O my soul ! thy God adore, Who doth salvation send. H.Ballol. HYMN 246. L. M. We are all the Offspiing of our God. rfcts xvii. 28. WE are the offspring of our God ; All nations, made of the same blood, Are children of his matchless grace, Thro' Adam's vast and countless race. 2 The Greek and Jew are one by faith ; Christ is the head, th' apostle saith : All men are brethren in the Lord, And heirs of his eternal word. 3 Let God be worshipp'd and ador'd ; He is our Saviour and our Lord : Nor let our honours e'er be paid To gods which mortal hands have made. 4 Delivered now from sin's dark night, Our eyes behold a heavenly light; The Lord will on his Zion rise, And raise his offspring to the skies. H. Ballou, HYMN 247. CM. There is no Peace to the Wicked. NO peace my starving soul can find In sin's deceitful way ; No pleasant fruits to cheer the mind, Nor light a single ray. 2 A guilty conscience gnaws within. And I am drown'd with grief; My soul abhors that monster, sin, Dear Saviour ! grant relief. 168 3 O, why should men in sin remain? Why walk the tiresome way ? Lord, may each sinner grace obtain, And go no more astray. 4 Hast thou not promis'd in thy word, That sin shall finish'd be? Fulfil thy testimonies, Lord, And set the sinner free. H. Ballou. HYMN 248, C. M. The innumerable Multitude. Rev. vii. 9, &c. BEHOLD on Zion's heavenly shore, A vast and shining band ; Which can't be told, nor number'd o'er, In glorious order stand ! 2 From earth's remotest bounds they came, From tribulation great, And, thro' the vict'ries of the Lamb, They've reach'd the heavenly state. 3 Their robes they've wash'd in Jesus' blood From ev'ry spot of sin ; They stand before the throne of God, And of his mercies sing. 4 Hunger and thirst they know no more, From burning heats refresh'd; The Lamb shall feed them from his store, And give them endless rest. 5 To living streams of heavenly joy Jesus shall lead his flock ; To drink fresh draughts in their employ, From Christ, th' Eternal Rock. 6 God all their tears shall wipe away, And they his wonders tell ; While in his temple they shall stay, And God with them shall dwell. H. Ballou. 169 HYMN 249. L. M. Universal Worship. Rev. v. 13. BEHOLD ! the visions brighter grow, Beyond what beasts, or elders know ; They wond'ring stand with sweet delight, While glories beam upon their sight ! 2 Jesus the pow'r of grace displays, The four-and-twenty stand and gaze, While all the sons of Adam's loin, Now to the gospel grace resign. 3 From heaven and earth, and from the sea, The mighty hosts assembled be ; And with one voice are heard to sing The glories of their beav'nly King. 4 Now beasts and elders both unite To make his praises their delight : The vision saith this sweet employ Shall fill the universe with joy. H. Ballou. HYMN 250. S. M. The Day of Rest. IN songs of highest praise, We shout the day divine ; Which, dawning now with heav'nly rays, Shall soon with lustre shine. 2 Dark clouds shall pass away, And light shall fast increase, Till us the powV of perfect day From darkness shall release. 3 This is the day of rest, P.'ffi^ur'd by the law ; This day shall make ail nations blest," This day the prophets saw. 4 This day shall finish sin, (Ye saints, your voices raise) Sbali gather all the outcasts in, To sing eternal praise. H. Ballou. 15 170 HYMN 251. L. M. Praise. NOW lo the Lord who built the skies Let grateful songs of praise arise; By all that dwell beneath the sun, Now be his grace in concert sung. 2 Far as the rolling planets move He spreads his mercy and his love ; Thro' ev'ry land, and ev'ry clime, His wond'rous works of goodness shine. 3 So let his goodness be express'd, From north to south, from east to west, And ev'ry living thing adore His name, while sun and moon endure. S.Streeter. HYMN 252. C. M. The same. JOIN ev'ry heart and ev'ry tongue, And sing Jehovah's praise ; Come, shout the wonders of his love, The victories of his grace ! 2 Far as the circuit of the sun He makes his mercy known ; To ev'ry soul through ev'ry land He sends his blessings down. 3 So let his sweetest praises sound, By all, through ev'ry clime ; While moon and stars reflect their light, Or suns propitious shine. S. Streeter. HYMN 253. S. M. The same. A JOYFUL song to God Now let our voices raise ; His wond'rous works and boundless love Do well demand our praise. *2 He gives us wholesome food And richest draughts of wine : 171 And life, thro' Christ's redeeming blood, Immortal and divine. So let us sing his praise While life and being last ; Then taste those beaiitic joys Which cannot be express'd. S.Streeter. HYMN 254- Hallelujah Metre. God all in all I SING the gospel day, When Christ shall finish sin ; His wond'rous love display, And conquer'd rebels bring : - They prostrate fall, And humbly own, that God alone Is all in all. 2 The Saviour Christ must reign Till all his foes submit ; And, being freed from pain, Shall worship at his feet; Shall prostrate fall, And humbly own, that God alone Is all in all. 5 Then death itself shall die, And life triumphant reign ; No more shall sinners sigh In darkness, guilt and pain. Prostrate they fall And humbly own, that God alone Is all in all. 1 Then Christ shall subject be To hi in who reigns above ; And ev'ry creature see Complete in heav'nly love: Shall prostrate fall, And humbly own, that God alone Is all in all. Kneeland. 172 s : HYMN 255. L. M. The Voice of Peace to the troubled Spirit. EE, from the ark, the mystic dove, On flying pinions, takes her way, Thro' distant regions prone to move, And view the wonders of the day. 2 Lo, she returns and seeks her rest, And brings the olive branch of peace ; Thus are the cheerless mourners blest. The tidings all their hopes increase. 3 So we, upon this ocean wide, This boist'rous and perturbed state, Where sin besets, and woes betide : Nor we observe the floods abate. 4 Then does the Spirit's witness show A source of love, a fount of grace ; A Saviour's goodness makes us know, And points to God our righteousness. 5 Celestial messenger of joy ! Speed on thy way to this sad heart ; Bring with thee peace, without alloy, And never from my soul depart. Turner. b HYMN 236. L. M. The Soul's Anticipation of future Bliss. EAR me, ye spirits of the blest, 1 To Zion's bow'rs of joy and peace ; Where all is love and heav'nly rest, And holy anthems never cease. 2 Take me upon your wings, and fly ; Your lively pinions, hope and faith, Nor stop, till far above the sky, I rise, a conqueror over death. 3 Herein this world of sin and wo, I croan in bondage, toil, and pain ; Where'er with wand'ring steps T go, On earth, for bliss, my search is vain. 173 4 Here passions, leagu'd in baleful strife, Wage with our comforts cruel war ; Hatred and wrath disturb our life. Join'd in the rude tempestuous jar. 5 Above such scenes, on Canaan's coast, A rapt'rous prospect cheers the soul ; Where discord, wrath, and strife are lost, And seas of bliss ecstatic roll. 6 Sweet heavenly fields their bloom display ; No root of bitterness is found ; The sun of love shines all the day, And spreads a joyful scene around. 7 Then bear me, spirits of the blest, On faith aud hope's most lively wing, To Zion's bow'rs of heavenly rest, Where I may holy anthems sing. Turner. HYMN 257. I" M. For the Annual Convention. DEAR Lord, behold thy servants here, From various parts together meet, To tell their labours thro' the year, And lay the harvest at thy feet. 2 In thy wide fields and vineyards, Lord, We've toii'd and wrought with watchful care ; Thy wheat doth flourish by thy word, Thy love consumes the choaking tare. 3 The reapers cry the fields are white, And ready to be gathered in ; The lab'rer shouts with sweet delight, This is the day to finish sin. 4 Ripe clusters on the vines appear, We've flagons too of richest wine ; O come, dear Saviour, meet us here, And crown the banquet all divine. 5 O bless us while we here remain, With holy love thy servants fill : 15* 174 O may thy doctrine drop like rain. And like the silent dew distil. 6 While we attend thy church's care, O grant us wisdom from above ; With cautious steps, and humble prayer, May we fulfil the works of love. HYMN 358. Double Long Metre. The Star of Bethlehem. WHEN marshall'd on the nightly plain, The glitt'ring host bestud the sky ; One star alone, of all the train, Can fix the sinner's wand'ring eye. Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, From ev'ry host, from ev'ry gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks, It is the Star of Bethlehem. 2 Once on the raging seas I rode, The storm was loud, the night was dark, The ocean yawn'd and rudely blow'd The wind, that toss'd my found'ring bark. Deep horror then my vitals froze, Death-struck, I ceas'd the tide to stem ; When suddenly a star arose, It was the Star oi Bethlehem. 3 It was my guide, my light, my all ; It made my dark forebodings cease ; And, through the storms and danger's thrall, It led me to the port of peace. Now safely moor'd, my perils o'er, I'll sing first in night's diadem, For ever and forevermore, It is the Star of Bethlehem. H. K. White. HYMN 259- C M. Divine Love. rjHHY presence, Lord, gives pure delight, *■ Our sorrows takes away, Dispels the darkness of our night, And spreads effulgent day. 175 Like water to the thirsty soul Are flowings of thy love, Thy spirit sways with soft control, And bears our thoughts above. Why should we then decline from thee ? In search of folly rove ? Or strive to set our passions free From the soft bands of love J Extend around thy loving arms, Infold us in thy breast, Where, captives to resistless charms, Our wavering souls may rest. Raise in our breasts a quick'ning zeal, That faith which works by love ; And to ourstrengthen'd eyes reveal Our life in Christ above. H. Ballou. b HYMN S60. L. M. Christ the Light and Life of the World. EHOLD the light ! now see it rise, How fast it spreads ! fills earth and skies, Whilst night and darkness flee apace, Before the Saviour's day of grace. 2 The sun's bright beam shall now expire In brighter rays and warmer fire ; Nature, regenerate and pure, Shall rise to glory, and endure. 3 No winter shall these climes annoy, No chilling blasts young buds destroy ; The tree of life its fruit shall yield, And dying man, of death be heafd. 4 Seraphic raptures swell the theme, And joys bewilder like a dream ; Then wait, my soul, the perfect day ; Yet walk the bright, the shining way. H. Ballou. 176 HYMN 261. C. M. Daily and Nightly Devotion. BEFORE the rosy dawn of day, To thee, ray God, I'll sing ; Awake, my soft and tuneful lyre Awake, each charming string. 2 Awake, and let thy flowing strains Glide through the midnight air, While high amidst the silent orbs The silver moon rolls clear : 3 While all the glitt'ring, starry lamps Are lighted in the sky ; And set their Maker's greatness forth To thy admiring eye. 4 Awake, my soft and tuneful lyre, Awake, each charming string ; Before the rosy dawn of day, To thee, my God, I'll sing. 5 Thou, round the heav'nly arch dost draw A vast and sable veil ; Which all the beauties of the world From mortal eyes conceal. 6 Again the sky with golden beams Thy skilful hands adorn ; And paint, with cheerful splendour gay, The fair ascending morn. 7 And, as the gloomy night returns, Or smiling day renews ; Thy constant goodness still my soul With benefit pursues. 8 For this, I'll midnight vows to thee With early incense bring; And, ere the rosy dawn of day, Thy lofty praises sing. 177 HYMN 262. C. M. Thanksgiving for manifold Blessings. Ps. xviii. 46 — 50. EHOVAH lives, and be his name j 1 By ev'ry heart ador'd ! From age to age he is the same, The only God and Lord ! 3 He is our Rock when troubles rise. And storms and tempests lower ; | He rides triumphant in the skies, And saves us by his power. 3 Salvation to the Lord belongs, We give Jehovah praise ; Lift up our hearts, and holy songs To our Deliv'rer raise. 4 He saves from danger, death, and hell, From fear, distress, and harm ; Makes ev'ry soul in safety dwell, For mighty is his arm. 5 Great is the mercy we have found, And great shall be our praise : We'll spread his power and mercy round, And songs of honour raise. Proud. HYMN 263. CM. Unbounded Goodness. IMMORTAL Fountain of my life, My last, my noblest end ; Eternal centre of my soul, Where all its motions tend. 2 Thou object of my dearest love, My heavenly oaradise, The spring of all my flowing joys, My everlasting- bliss. 3 My God, my hope, my vast reward, And all I would possess ; Still more than these pathetic names And charming words express 178 HYMN 264. L. M. Celebration of the Lord. Is. xii. fY^HE joyful happy day appears, «*■ Jehovah dries his Zion's tears ! He comes to bles^ the humble race, And show the wonders of his grace. 2 Great God, my praise shall rise to thee, Thy seeming anger's turn'd from me ; My comforts m«w thou wilt restore, And weeping Zion weep no more. 3 Behold our God, the mighty God, Who spread the numerous worlds abroad, Is our salvation ; we rejoice, And praise his name with cheerful voice. 4 We'll trust in him, nor be afraid, Jehovah is our fortress made ; He is our strength, his arm is strong, And we'll exalt him in our song. 5 Wells of salvation open stand, And living waters b.ess the land ; And while we draw, with joys divine, Our grateful praises, Lord, are thine. Proud. HYMN 265. Tens and Elevens Metre. Adoration of God's Greatness, Mercy, &,c. Ps. cxiv. 1 to 8. THY name we extol, Jehovah our King, Forever in thee we'll triumph and sing ; From morning to ev'oiog thy goodness we'll praise, And while we have being thy honour we'll raise. 2 How srreat is the Lord ! no tongue can make known The infinite God, eternal his throne ; And great be his praises, by all be they giv'n, By men and by angels, on earth and in heav'n. 3 The works of his hand declare his vast might ; His terrible acts are holy and right ; His truth and his justice are seen in his ways, And his mighty wonders demand highest piaise. 179 4 His goodness and truth how rich do they prove ! No aoger he bears, his nature is love ; To all he is tender, and good doth impart : To him will we render the praise of the heart. Proud. HYMN 206. L. M. The voice of Nature. THE lofty pillars of the sky, And spacious concave rais'd on high, Spangled with stars, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. 2 Th' unwearied sun from day to day, Pours knowledge on his golden ray : And publishes to evVy land The work of an Almighty hand. 3 Soon as theev'ning shades prevail, The moon takes up the wond ? rous tale ; And, nightly, to the listening earth, Repeats the story of ber birth ; 4 While all the stars, that round her bum, And all the planets in their turn. Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. 5 What though in solemn silence all Move round this dark terrestrial ball ? What though no real voice nor sound Amid their radiant orbs be found ? 6 In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice ; For ever singing as they shine, " The hand that made us is Divine." Addison altered. HYMN 267. C. M. God's Providence and Care of his Children. Ps. cxlvii. 1 3 ^¥^IS good to praise Jehovah's name, -*• And of his mercy sing ; To speak of his eternal fame, And celebrate our King, 180 2 Sweet is the work to sing and tell The goodness of the Lord ; How we by love are rais'd from hell, And by the truth restor'd. 3 ? Tis pleasant to exalt our God, Who gathers outcasts in, And sends his love and truth abroad To heal the plague of sin. 4 The broken heart of deepest wound The Lord in mercy heals ; Makes dying sinners strong and sound, And for the wretched feels. 5 Sing to the Lord, his love declare, My voice shall gladiy join ; He saves our souls, we are his care, His mercy is divine. Proud. HYMN 288. C. M. God worshipped as our Creator. Ps. c. 1 — 5. COME serve the Lord with love and joy, And in his presence sing ; Cheerful your hearts and tongues employ, The Lord alone is King, 2 He forms his church by power divine, The work is all his own : Let us in holy praises join To God the Lord alune. 3 The holy gates we enter in, And in his kingdom stand ; Releas'd from foes, and sav'd from sin, By his Almighty hand. 4 Ye sons of Zion, rise and sing, Who in his pastures feed ; Give praises to your sov'reign King, For he is God indeed. 5 We are his people, and his sheep, Our shepherd is the Lord : He will our souls in safety keep, And be his name ador'd. Proud. 181 HYMN 269. L. M. God's Dominion over the World, &c. Ps. xxiv. 7 — 10. JERUSALEM, thou church divine, In all thy heavenly beauty shine ; Thy brightest robes of glory wear, And for thy God and King prepare. 4 2 Lift up your head?, ye heavenly gates, Behold the King of glory waits : Ye everlasting doors, give way, The King of Zion comes to-day. 3 " Who is the King of glory ? tell !" The mighty Lord, who conquer'd hell ; Strong is his arm, divine his might, 'Tis he who put your foes to flight. 4 Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates, Behold the King of glory waits ; M Who is the King of glory, say, That comes in grandeur on the way ?" 5 The Lord of hosts, the mighty God, Who rules his foes with iron rod. 'Tis he who your salvation brings, Jesus the Lord, the King of kings. Proud. HYMN 270. C. M. Encouragement to trust and love God. f I THROUGH all the changing scenes of life, -■■ In trouble and in joy, The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue employ. 2 Of his deliv'rance I will boast, Till all that are distressed From my example comfort take, And charm their griefs to rest. 3 O magnify the Lord with me, With me exalt his name ! When in distress to him I call'd, He to my rescue came. 16 182 4 Their drooping hearts were soon refreshed, Who look'd to God for aid ; Desir'd success, in evVy face, A cheerful air supply'd. Tate. HYMN 27 1. L. P. M. War and Peace. /^OD is our refuge in distress, ^* A present help when dangers press, In him undaunted we'll confide ; Though earth were from her centre toss'd^ And mountains in the ocean lost, Torn piece-meal by the roaring tide. 2 A gentle stream with gladness still The city of our Lord shall fill, The royal seat of God most high ; God dwells in Zion, whose fair tow'rs Shall mock th' assaults of earthly pow'rs While his Almighty aid is nigh. 3 He that has God his guardian made, Shall under his almighty shade . Secure and undisturb'd abides Thus to my soul of him I'll say, " He is my fortress, and my stay, My God in whom 1 will confide. 4 His tender love, and watchful care, Shall free me from the fowler's snare, And from all noisome pestilence ; He over thee his wings shall spread, And cover thine unguarded head : His truth shall be thy strong defence.'" T.v HYMN 272. CM. The Christian Pilgrimage, SOON will appear a brighter sky, As homeward we go on ; All fears and foes before us fly, And troubles all begone. 1S3 '2 The prospect opens, grand and new, See Salem's walls arise ; Soon shall we brighter glories view In yonder happy skies. 3 And shall we meet in heaven above, Before Jehovah's face ? For ever bask in beams of love, With all the angel race? 4 It shall be so : let us pursue With faithfulness our way ; For nothing more have we to do, But love, believe, obey. 5 O happy church ! lift up your voice, In songs of honour sing ; In your own Saviour God rejoice, For he alone is King. Proud. HYMN 273. CM. Divine Providence in Air, Earth, and Sea. "THIS by thy strength the mountains stand, -** God of eternal powV ! The sea grows calm at thy command, And tempests cease to roar. 2 The morning light, and ev'ning shade, Successive comforts bring ; Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad, Thy flow'rs adorn the spring. 3 Seasons and times, and moons and hours, Heaven, earth, and air, are thine ; When clouds distil in fruitful show'rs, The Author is divine. 4 Those wand'ring cisterns in the sky, Borne by the winds around, With watVy treasures well supply The furrows of the ground. 184 5 The thirsty ridges drink their fill, And ranks of corn appear ; Thy ways abound with blessings still, Thy goodness crowns the year. Watts, HYMN 274. C. M. Delight in Ordinances. MY soul, how lovely is the place To which thy God resorts ! 'Tis heaven to see his smiling face, Though in his earthly courts. 2 There the great Monarch of the skies His saving pow'r displays : And light breaks in upon our eyes With kind and quickening rays. 3 With his rich gifts, the heavenly Dove Descends and fills the place, While Christ reveals his wond'rous love, And sheds abroad his grace. 4 There, mighty God, thy words declare The secrets of thy will ; And still we seek thy mercies there, And sing thy praises still. Watts. HYMN 275. C. M. Brotherly Lovo. LO, what an entertaining view Are brethren that agree ! Brethren, whose cheerful hearts pursue The path to unity ! 2 When streams of love from Christ, the Spring : Descend to ev'ry soul, And heavenly peace with balmy wing Shades and bedews the whole : 3 'Tis like the oil divinely sweet On Aaron's reverend head, The trickling drops perfum'd his feet, And o'er his garments spread. 183 4 'Tis pleasant as the morning dews That fall on Zion's hill, Where God his mildest glory shows, And makes his grace distil. Watts altered. HYMN 276. Tens and Elevens Metre. The Eternal and Sovereign God. Ps. xciii. ^¥^HE Lord of glory reigns ; he reigns on high, ■* His robes of state are strength and majesty ; This wide creation rose at his command, Built by his word, and 'stablish'd by his hand : Long stood his throne ere he began creation, And his own godhead is the firm foundation. \ God isth 1 eternal King : thy foes in vain Raise their rebellion to confound thy reign : In vain the storms, in vain the floods arise, And roar, and toss their waves against the skies, Foaming at heaven they rage with wild commotion, But heaven's high arches scorn the swelling ocean. Ye tempests, rage no more ; ye floods, be still ; And the mad world obedient to his will : Built on his truth, his church must ever stand ; Firm are bis promises, and strong his hand : See his own sons, when they appear before him, Bow at his footstool, and with fear adore him. Watts* HYMN 277. S. M. Praise for Spiritual and Temporal Mercies. f\ BLESS the Lord, my soul ! ^-^ Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to bless his name, Whose favours are divine. 1 O bless the Lord, my soul ! Nor let his mercies lie Forgotten in unthankfulness, And without praises die. 3 'Tis he forgives thy sins, 'Tis he relieves thy pain, 16* 186 'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses, And makes thee young again. 4 He crowns thy life with love, When ransom'd from the grave ; He who redeemed my soul from hell Hath Sov'reign Pow'r to save. 5 He fills the poor with good ; He gives the suff Vers rest ; The Lord hath judgments for the proud, And justice for th' oppress'd. 6 His wond'rous works and ways He made by Moses known : But sent the world his truth and grace By his beloved Son. Watts. HYMN 378. C. M. The Resurrection of the Martyrs. Rev. vii. 13, &ic. " ^TPHESE glorious minds, how bright they shine ; -■» Whence all their white array ? How came they to the happy seats Of everlasting day ?" 2 FromtortVing pains to endless joys On fiery wheels they rode, And strangely wash'd their raiment white In Jesus 1 dying blood. 3 Now they approach a spotless God, And bow before his throne : Their warbling harps and sacred songs Adore the Holy One. 4 The unveil'd glories of his face Among his saints reside, While the rich treasure of his grace Sees all their wants supply'd. 5 Tormenting thirst shall leave their souls. And hunger flee as fast ; The fruit of life's immortal tree Shall be their sweet repast. 187 6 The Lamb shall lead his heavenly flock Where living fountains rise, And love divine shall wipe away The sorrows of their eyes. Watts. HYMN 279- 8. M. The Blessedness of Gospel Times, ha. v. 2, 7, kc HOW beauteous are their feet Who stand on Zion's hill, Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal ! 2 How charming is their voice, How sweet the tidings are ! 11 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 dy'd 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 ev'ry nation now behold Their Saviour and their God. Watts. HYMN 280. C. M. The aged Saint's Reflection and Hope. Ps. Ixxi. 5 — 9 1%/W^ God, mine everlasting hope, J^-*- I live upon thy truth; Thine hands have held my childhood up, And strengthen'd all my youth. 188 2 New wonders, Lord, mine eyes have seen With each revolving year ; Thou know'st the days that yet remain, T trust them to thy care. 3 Wilt thou forsake my hoary hairs, And leave my fainting heart ? Who shall sustain my sinking years, If God my strength depart ? 4 Down to the silent vale of death Will be my next remove ; O, may these poor remains of breath Declare thy woud'rous love ! 5 Let me thy pow'r and truth proclaim To the surviving age ; And leave a savour of thy name When I shall quit the stage. 6 By long experience I have known Thy sovereign pow'r to save ; At thy command I venture down Securely to the grave. 7 W"hen I am bury'd in the dust, My flesh shall be thy care ; These with'ring limbs with thee I trust, To raise them strong and fair. Watts. HYMN 281. L. M. Characters of Christ borrowed from inanimate things in Scripture. GO, worship at Immanuers feet, See in his face what wonders meet ! Earth is too narrow to express His worth, his glory, or his grace. 2 The whole creation can afford But some faint shadows of my Lord ; Nature, to make his beauties known, Must mingle colours not her own. 3 Is he compared to Wine or Bread ? Dear Lord, our souls would thus be fed : 189 That flesh, that dying blood of thine, Is bread of life, is heavenly wine. 4 Is he a Tree ? the world receives Salvation from his healing leaves ; That righteous Branch, that fruitful Bough, Is David's root and offspring too. 5 Is he a Rose ? not Sharon yields Such fragrancy in all her fields : Or if the Lily be assume, The vallies bless the rich perfume. 6 Is he a Vine ? his heavenly Root Supplies the boughs with life and fruit : An everlasting union join Each soul to Christ, the living Vine ! 7 Is he the Head ? Each member lives Upon the vital power he gives! The saints below, and saints above, Join'd by his spirit and his love. 8 Is he a Star ? He breaks the night, Piercing the shades with dawning light • I know his glories from afar, I know the bright, the Morning-Star. 9 Is he a Fire? He'll purge my dross ; But the true gold sustains no loss : Like a refiner shall he sit, And tread the refuse with his feet. 10 Is he a Rock ? How firm he proves ! The Rock of Ages never moves ; Yet, the sweet streams that from him flow, Attend us all the desert through. 11 Is he a Way? He leads to God, The path is drawn in lines of blood ! There would I walk with hope and zeal, Till I arrive at Zion's hill. 12 Is he a Door? I'll enter in ; Behold the pastures, large and green ! A paradise divinely fair, And all the sheep have freedom there. 190 13 Is he a Sun ? His beams are grace, His course is joy and righteousness : Nations rejoice when he appears To chase their clouds and dry their tears. 14 Is he a Temple ? I adore Th' indwelling Majesty and power ; And still to his most holy place Whene'er I pray, I'll turn my face. Watxs. HYMN 283. C. M. Christ the Great High Priest of our Profession. f J^HOU dear Redeemer, dying Lamb ! -*■ We love to hear of thee ; No music like thy charming name, Can half so pleasing be ! 2 O may we ever hear thy voice In mercy to us speak ! And in our Priest will we rejoice, Thou great Melchisedec. 3 Our Jesus shall be still our theme While in this world we stay ; We'll sing our Jesus' lovely name, When all things else decay : 4 When we appear in yonder cloud, With all his favoured throng, Then will we sing more sweet and loud, And Christ shall be our song. HYMN 283. C. M. God's tender Care of his Church. NOW shall my inward joys arise, And burst into a song ; Almighty love inspires my heart, And pleasures tune my tongue. 2 God on his thirsty Zion's hill Some mercy-drops has thrown, And solemn oaths have bound his love To show'r salvation down. 191 3 Why do we then indulge our fears, Suspicion and complaints ? Is he a God, and shall his grace Grow weary of his saints ? 4 Can a kind woman e'er forget The infant of her womb, And 'mongst a thousand tender thoughts, Her suckling have no room ? 4 Yet, saith the Lord, should nature change. And mothers monsters prove, Zion still dwells upon the heart Of everlasting love. 6 Deep on the palms of both my hands I have engrav'd her name ; My hands shall raise her ruin'd walls, And build her broken frame. Watts. HYMN 284. L. M. Persecution. ABSURD and vain attempt to bind With iron chains the freebom mind ; To force conviction, and reclaim The wand'ring, by destructive flame! 2 Bold arrogance, to snatch from heaven Dominion not to mortals given ! O'er conscience to usurp the throne, Accountable to God alone! 3 Mad zeal ! that fills the world with wo ! That hurls down kingdoms at a blow ! That wakens vengeance to devour The foes of antichristian power! 4 Jesus, thy gentle law of love Does no such cruelties approve ; Mild as thyself, thy doctrine wields No arms, but what persuasion yields. 5 By proofs divine and reason strong. It draws the willing soul along ; 192 And conquests to thy church acquires, By eloquence, which Heaven inspires. 6 O happy, who are thus compell'd To the rich feast, by Jesus held ! May we this blessing know, and prize The light which liberty supplies. Scott. HYMN 385. L. M. Holy Resolution. AH, wretched souls, who strive in vain ! Slaves to the world, and slaves to sin ! A nobler toil may I sustain, A nobler satisfaction win. 2 I would resolve with all my heart, With all my pow'rs to serve the Lord : Nor from his precepts e'er depart, Whose service is a rich reward. 3 O be his service all my joy ! Around let my example shine ; Till others love the blest employ, And join in labours so divine. 4 Be this the purpose of my soul, My solemn, my determin'd choice, To yield to his supreme control, And in his kind commands rejoice. b O may I never faint nor tire, Nor wander from thy sacred ways ! Great God, accept my soul's desire, And give me strength to live tby praise. Mrs. Steele. HYMN 286. S. M. Christ the Branch of David, and the morning Star. ALL hail, mysterious King ! Hail, David's ancient root ! Thou righteous Branch, which thence did spring, Xo give the nations fruit. 193 2 Our weary souls shall rest Beneath thy grateful shade ; Our thirstin g lips the sweets shall taste, By thy blest fruit convey'd. 3 Fair morniDg Star, arise ! With living glories bright ; And pour on these awakening eyes A flood of sacred light. 4 The horrid gloom is fled, Pierc'd by thy heavenly ray ; Shine, and our wand'ring footsteps lead To everlasting day. Doddridge altered, HYMN 287. C. M. A Pillar in the Heavenly Temple. ALL hail, victorious Saviour, hail ! I bow to thy command, And own that David's royal key Well fits thy sov'reign hand. 2 Open the treasures of thy love, And shed thy gifts abroad * Unveil to my rejoicing eyes The temple of my God. 3 There as a pillar let me stand, On an eternal base ; Uprear'd by thy almighty hand, And polish/d by thy grace. 4 There, deep engraven, let me bear The title of my God ; And mark the New Jerusalem, As my secure abode. 5 In lasting characters inscribe Thy own beloved name ; That endless ages there may read The great ImmanuePs claim. Doddridge. 17 194 HYMN 288. L. M. Uncharitable Judgment. ALL-Knowing God ! tis thine to know The springs whence wrong opinions flow ; To judge from principles within, "When frailty errs, and when we sin. 2 Who, among men, high Lord of all, Thy servants to his bar may call ? Decide of heresy, and shake A brother o'er the flaming lake ? 3 Who, with another's eye, can read ! Or worship by another's creed ? Severing thy command alone, We humbly seek and use our own. 4 If wrong, forgive ; accept, if right, Whilst faithful we obey our light ; And, censuring none, are zealous still To follow, as to learn, thy will. 5 When shall our happy eyes behold Thy people, fashion'd in thy mould ? And charity our lineage prove, Deriv'd from thee, O God of love ? Scott. HYMN 289. L. M. Christ our Example. 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. 3 O how benevolent and kind ! How mild, how ready to forgive ! Be this the temper of our mind, And these the rules by which we live. 195 4 To do his heavenly Father's will Was his employment and delight ; Humility and holy zeal Shone through his life divinely bright. 5 Dispensing good where'er he came, The labours of his life were love ; Then, if we bear the Saviour's name, By his example let us move. 6 But ah, how blind, how weak we are ! How frail, how apt to turn aside ! Lord, we depend upon thy care, We 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, O Saviour, daily more like thee. Mrs. Steele HYMN 290. C. M. The New Creation. A TTEND, whilst God's exalted Son. -£* Doth his own glories show ; 44 Behold I sit upon my throne, Creating all things new ! 2 Old things are wholly pass'd away, And the first Adam dies ; My hands a new foundation lay : See the new world arise ! 3 I'll be a Sun of righteousness To the new heavens T make : None but the new-born heirs of grace My glories shall partake." 4 Mighty Redeemer, set me free From my old state of sin ; O make my soul alive to thee, Create new pow'rs within ! 5 Renew my eyes, and form my ears, And mould my heart afresh ; 196 Give me aew passions, joys and fears, And turn the stone to flesh. Far from the regions of the dead, From sin, and earth, and hell, In the new world, which grace hath made, I would forever dwell. Watts. HYMN 291. L. M. Glory in the Cross, AT thy command, our blessed Lord, Here we attend thy dying feast ; Thy blood, like wine, adorns the board, And thy own flesh feeds ev'ry guest. 2 Our faith adores thy bleeding love, And trusts for life in One that died ; We hope for heav'nly crowns above, From a Redeemer crucified. 3 Let the vain world pronounce its shame, And fling its scandals on the cause ; We come to boast our Saviour's name, And make our triumph in his cross. 4 With joy, we tell the scoffing age, He that was dead has left his tomb ; He lives above their utmost rage, And we are waiting till he come. Watts. HYMN 292. L. M. Temptation without and within. 4 WAKE, my soul, lift up thine eyes, -^*- See how thy foes against thee rise, In long array, a num'rous host ; Awake my soul, or thou art lost ! 2 See how rebellious passions rage, And fierce desires, and lusts engage ; See pleasure's silken banners spread, And willing souls are captive led ! A' 197 3 I tread upon enchanted ground, Perils and snares beset me round ; O let me then guard ev'ry part ; But most, the traitor in my heart ! 4 O teach thy servant how to wield, Blest Saviour, thy immortal shield ! Put on the armour from above, Of heav'nly truth and heav'nly love. 5 The terror and the charm repel, The smiles of earth, the frowns of hell ; The tempter once thou didst subdue ; O make me more than conqu'ror too ! Barbauld . HYMN 293. Hallelujah Metre. The Lord's-Day Morning-. WAKE, our drowsy souls ! Shake off each slothful band ! The wonders of this day Our noblest songs demand. Auspicious morn, thy blissful rays, Bright seraphs hail, in songs of praise ! 2 At thy approaching dawn, Reluctant death resigned The glorious Prince of life, In the dark vault conhVd. Th' angelick host around him bends, And, midst their shouts, the Lord ascends. 3 All hail, triumphant Lord ! Heav'n with hosanna rings ; Whilst earth, in humbler strains, Thy praise responsive sings. Worthy art thou, who once wast slain, Through endless years to live and reign. 4 Gird on, great King, thy sword, Ascend thy conquVing car, Whilst justice, truth and love Maintain the glorious war. Victorious thou, thy foes sbalt tread And sin and death in triumph lead. 17* 5 Make bare thy potent arm, And wing th ? unerring dart, With salutary pangs To each rebellious heart. Then dying souls for life shall sue, Num'rous as drops of morning dew. Rippon's Coll. HYMN 29*. L. M. The Christian Race. 4 WAKE, our souls ; away, our fears ; Let ev'ry trembling thought begone ; Awake, and run the heav'nly race, And put a cheerful courage on ! '2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road ; And mortal spirits tire and faint, If they forget the mighty God, Who feeds the strength of ev'ry saint : 3 The mighty God, whose pow'rful hand Has matchless works of wonder done ; And shall endure, whilst endless years Their everlasting circles run. 4 From him, the overflowing spring, Our souls shall drink a rich supply ; Whilst those who trust their native strength Shall melt away, and droop and die. 5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air, We'll mount aloft to thine abode ; On wings of love our souls will fly, Nor tire amidst the heav'nly road. Watts. HYMN 295. L. M. Benefit of Ordinances. AWAY from ev'ry mortal care, Away from earth, our souls retreat : We leave this worthlesss world afar, And wait and worship near thy seat. 2, Lord, in the temple of thy grace, We bow before thee and adore ; 199 We view the glories of thy face, And learn the wonders of thy powV. 3 Whilst here our various wants we mourn, United pray'rs ascend on high ; And faith expects a sure return Of blessings in variety. 4 If Satan rage, and sin grow strong, Here we receive some cheering word ; We gird the gospel armour on, To fight the battles of the Lord. 5 Here, when our spirit faints and dies, And conscience smarts with inward stings ; The Sun of righteousness shall rise, With healing beams beneath his wings. 6 Here would our ravisrrd souls abide ; Or if from heuce we must depart Let neither life nor death divide Our God and Saviour from our heart. Watts, altered. HYMN 296. C. M. Faith in the Promise of Salvation. BEGIN, my tongue, some heav'nly theme, And speak some lofty thing ; The mighty works, or mighty name Of our eternal King ! 2 Tell of his wondVous faithfulness, Or sound his power abroad ; Sing the blest promise of his grace, And the performing God. 3 Proclaim salvation from the Lord, To sinful, dying men ; His hand has writ the sacred word, With an unerring pen. 4 Engrav'd as in eternal brass, The gracious promise shines ; Nor shall the hand of time erase Those everlasting lines. 200 5 Then why these doubts and sad complaints ? If Christ and we are one, The word extends to all the saints, Who humbly love the Son. 6 By faith in this our souls have liv'd, And part of heav'n possess'd, We'il praise him then for grace receiv'd. And trust him for the rest. Watt? HYMN 297- C. M. The Ignorance of man. BEHOLD the new-born infant griev'd With hunger, thirst and pain ! It cries to have its wants relieved, But knows not to complain. 2 Such childhood yet I must confess, Though long in years mature ; Unknowing whence I feel distress, And where to seek its cure. 3 Author of good ! to thee I turn ; Thy ever watchful eye, Alone, can all my wants discern, Thy hand alone supply. 4 O let thy fear within me dwell, Thy love my footsteps guide ! That love shall vainer loves expel, That fear, all fears beside. 5 And since, by error's force subdu'd, My oft misguided will Preposterous shuns the latent good, And grasps the specious ill ; 6 Not to my wish, but to my want, Do thou thy gifts apply ; Unadk'd, what good thou knowest, grant, What ill, though ask'd, deny. Merrick. i'ul HYMN 298. S. M. Adoption. BEHOLD, what wond'rous grace The Father hath bestow'u On sinners of a mortal race, To call them sons of God ! 2 'Tis no surprising thing, That we should be unknown ; The Jewish world knew not their king, God's everlasting Son. 3 Nor doth it yet appear How great we shall be made ; But when we see our Saviour here, We shall be like our head. 4 A hope so much divine May trials well endure ; May cleanse our souls from sense and sin, As Christ the Lord is pure. 5 If in our Father's love We share a filial part, Send down thy Spirit, like a dove, To rest upon our heart. 6 We would no longer lie, Like slaves beneath the throne ; Our faith shall Abba, Father, cry, And thou the kindred own. Watts. HYMN 299. L. M. The Beatitudes. 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 Ble^t are the men of broken heart, Who mourn for sin'with inward smart ; The blood of Christ divinely flows, A healing balm for all their woes. 202 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 supply'd 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, they shall 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 suff'rers, who partake Of pain and shame for Jesus' sake ; Their souls shall triumph in the Lord, Glory and joy are their reward. HYMN 300. L. M. The Presence of God mortifying us to the World. COME, blessed Lord, descend and dwell By faith and love within our breast ; Then shall we know, and taste, and feel, Such joys as cannot be express'd. 2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength, Make our enlarged souls possess, And learn the height, and breadth, and length Of thy unmeasurable grace. 3 Could we but pierce the veil, and see The glories of th' eternal skies, 203 What little things these worlds would be ! How despicable in our eyes! 4 Great All in All, eternal King ! Could we but view thy glorious face, Then all our powers should join to sing Thy boundless wisdom and thy grace. 5 Now to the God, whose power in heaven And earth has works of wonder done, Be everlasting honours given, By all the church, through Christ his son. Watts, HYMN 301. L. M. The only Living and True God. Ps. lxxxvi. ETERNAL God, almighty Cause Of earth and sea and worlds unknown : All things are subject to thy laws, All things depend on thee alone. 2 Tby glorious being singly stands, Of all within itself possest : Controli ? d by none are thy commands : Thou from thyself alone art blest. 3 To thee alone ourselves we owe, To thee alone our homage pay; All other gods we disavow, Deny their claims, renounce their sway. 4 In thee, O Lord, our hope shall rest, Fountain of peace and joy and love! Thy favour only makes us blest ; Without thee, all would nothing prove. 5 Worship to thee alone belongs, Worship to thee alone we give ; Thine be our hearts, and thine our songs, And to thy glory we would live.. 6 Spread thy great name through heathen lands, Their idol deities dethrone ; Subdue the world to thy commands, And reign, as thou art, God alone. Brown. 204 HYMN 302. L.M. Preserving Goodness. ETERNAL God, I bless thy name, The same thy pow'r, thy grace the same : The tokens of thy friendly care Open, and close, and crown the year. 2 Supported by thy guardian hand, Amidst ten thousand deaths I stand ! And see, when I survey thy ways, Ten thousand monuments of praise. 3 Thus far thy arm has led me on, Thus far I make thy mercy known ; And whilst I tread this desart land, New mercies shall new songs demand. 4 My grateful voice, on Jordan's shore, Shall raise one sacred pillar more ; Then bear, in tby bright courts above, Inscriptions of immortal love. Doddridge, HYMN 303. L. M. God exalted above all Praise. ETERNAL Power, whose high abode Becomes the grandeur of the God, Extended far beyond the bounds Where stars revolve inferior rounds ; 2 The lowest step beneath thy seat Rises too high for Gabriel's feet; Tn vain the tall archangel tries To reach its height, with wond'ring eyes. 3 Thy dazzling glory whilst he sings, He hides his face behind his wings, Arcl ranks of thrones and pow'rs around, Fall prostrate on the heavenly ground. 4 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do! We. would adore our Maker too ; From lowest dust to thee we cry, Trie great, the holy, and the high. 20o 5 Earth from afar hath heard thy fame, And men have learn'd to lisp thy name ; But the full glories of thy mind Leave all our soaring thoughts behind. 6 God is in heaven, and men below ; Be short our hymns, our words be few ; A sacred rev'rence checks our songs, And praise is silent on our tongues. Watts. HYMN 304. L. M. Preparations for Religious Worship. FAR from my thoughts, vain world, begone, Let my religious hours alone ; From flesh and sense, I would be free, And hold communion, Lord, with thee. 8 My heart grows warm with holy fire, And kindles with a pure desire, To see thy grace, to taste thy love, And feel thine influence from above. 3 When I can say that God is mine, When I can see thy glories shine ; I tread the world beneath my feet, And all that men call rich and great. 4 Send comfort down from thy right hand, To cheer me in this barren land ; And in thy temple let me know The joys that from thy presence flow.WATTS,a/tered. HYMN 305. L. M. Humility. FOLLY builds high upon the sand ; But lowly let my basis be ; Firm as a rock my hope shall stand, Deep founded in humility. 2 Content, when threat'ning ills obtrude, Sweet meek-ey'd pauence, arm my soul ; And let prudent fortitude Teach me my passions to control. 18 206 3 My God, I long to know thee still, To love and fear and trust thee more ; To live submissive to thy will, And, whilst I feel thy grace, adore. 4 My faith and love, obedient be, O Saviour, to thy just commands ! My ardent soul still follows thee, And trusts her interest in thy hands. 5 Let love and mercy all divine, Justice descending from the skies, Kindness and truth my heart incline Still to forgive my enemies. 6 Thus may I act the christian part, The social, humane and divine ; Whilst a wise zeal inspires my heart, Then shall I know that heaven is mine. HYMN 306. L. M. The Excellency of the Gospel. GOD, in the gospel of his Son, Makes his eternal counsels known : And sinners of a humble frame May taste his grace, and learn his name. 2 Wisdom its dictates here imparts, To form our minds, to cheer our hearts ; Its influence makes the sinner live, It bids the drooping saint revive. 3 Our raging passions it controls, And comfort yields to contrite souls ; It guides us all our journey through, And brings a better world to view. 4 May this blest volume ever lie Close to my heart and near my eye ; To life's last hour, my soul employ, And fit me for the heavenly joy. Beddomf. 207 HYMN 307. CM. Divine Providence, and the Folly of Self-Dependence. jT^i OD reigns ; events in order flow, ^J Man*? industry to guide ; But in a different channel go, To humble human pride. 2 The swift, not always, in the race, Shall win the crowning prize ; Not always wealth and honour grace The labours of the wise. 3 Fond mortals do themselves beguile, When on themselves they rest ; Blind is their wisdom, vain their toil, By thee, O Lord, unblest. 4 'Tia our?, the furrows to prepare, And sow the precious grain ; 'Tis thine to give the sun and air, And to command the rain. 5 Evil and good before thee stand, Their mission to perform ; The sun shines bright at thy command , Thy hand directs the storm. 6 In all thy ways, we humbly own Thy providential pow'r ; Entrusted to thy care alone, The lot of evVy hour. Scott. HYMN 308. Hallelujah Metre. The House of Prayer. GREAT Father of mankind, We bless that wond'rous grace, Which could for Gentiles find, Within thy courts, a place. How kind the care Our God displays, for us to raise A house of prayer ! °t Once we were strangers here, But now approach the throne ; J08 For Jesrfs brings us near, And makes our cause his own. Strangers no more, To thee we come ; and find our home, And rest secure. 3 To thee our souls we join, And love thy sacred name ; No more our own, but thine, We triumph in thy claim. Our Father, King, Thy cov'nant grace, our souls embrace, Thy glories sing. 4 Here in thy house we feast On dainties all divine ; And whilst such food we taste, With joy our faces shine. Incense shall rise From flames of love, and God approve The sacrifice. 5 May all the nations throng, To worship in thy house ; Wilt thou attend the song, And hear their ardent vows I Indulgent still, Till earth conspire to join the choir, On Zion's bill. Doddridge. HYMN 309. L. M. All things work together for the good of the Righteous NOT from relentless fate's dark womb, Nor from the dust, our troubles come ; No fickle chance presides o'er grief, To cause the pain, or send relief. 2 Look up, and see, ye sorrowing saints ! The cause and cure of your complaints ; Know, 'tis your heavenly Father's will ; Bid every murmur then be still. 3 He sees we need the painful yoke ; Yet love directs his heaviest stroke ; 209 He takes no pleasure in our smart, But wounds to heal and cheer the heart. 4 Blest trials those that cleanse from sin, And make the soul all pure within, Wean the fond mind from earthly toys, To seek and taste celestial joys. Bristol Coll, HYMN 310. C. M. God our constant Benefactor. GREAT God ! to thee my grateful tongue My fervent thanks shall raise : Inspire my heart to raise the song Which celebrates thy praise. 2 From thy almighty forming hand I drew my vital powers ; My time revolves at thy command In all its circling hours. 3 Thy power, my ever-present guard, From ev'ry ill defends . While numerous dangers hover round, My help from thee descends. 4 Beneath the shadow of thy wings, How sweet is my repose ! Thy morning light renews the springs From whence my comfort flows. 5 In celebration of tby praise, I will e:nploy my breath ; And, walking sted last in thy ways, Will triumph over death. Flexman. HYMN 311. L..M. God, Preserver, Benefactor, and Saviour. TTOW well our great Preserver knows ■*—■■ To wei^h, and to relieve our woes ! Behold his wrath's avenging blast, How sow to rise, how soon o'erpast ! 2 How prompt his favour to dispense Its life-imparting influence : How speedy his paternal love Our deep afflictions to remove ! 18* 210 3 Grief for a night, obtrusive guest, Beneath our roof perhaps may rest \ But joy, with the returning day, Shall wipe each transient tear away. 4 Since thou wilt hearken to ray prayer, Again the face of joy I wear : Thy strength my fainting spirit cheers, And checks my griefs, and calms my fears. 5 With what delight, great God, I trace The acts of thy stupendous grace ! To count them, were to count the sand That lies upon the sea-beat strand. Merrick. HYMN 312. C. M. Gratitude to God. HOW shall words, with equal warmth, The gratitude declare, That glows in my enraptur'd heart ! But thou caust read it there. 2 Thy bounteous hand with worldly bliss Hath made my cup run o'er ; And, in a kind and faithful friend, Hath doubled all my store. 3 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart Which tastes those gifts with joy, 4 When worn by sickness, oft hast thou With health renew'd my face ; And, when in sins and sorrow sunk, Reviv'd my soul with grace. 5 Through ev'ry period of my life Thy goodness I'll pursue ; And after death, in unknown worlds, The glorious theme renew. 6 Through all eternity to thee A joyful song I'll raise — - But oh ! eternity's too short To utter all thy praise. Addison 'ill HYMN 313. L. M. Gratitude to God for his innumerable Mercies, IN giad amazement, Lord ! I stand, Amidst the bounties of thy hand ! How numberless those bounties are ! How rich, how various, and how fair ! 2 But O ! what poor returns I make ! What lifeless thanks I pay thee back ! Lord ! I confess with hnmble shame, My off 'rings scarce deserve the name. 3 Fain would my lab'ring heart devise To bring some nobler sacrifice ; It sinks beneath the mighty load, " What shall I render to my God ? v 4 To him I consecrate my praise, And vow the remnant of my days ! Yet what, at best, can I pretend, Worthy such gifts from such a friend ! 5 In deep abasement, Lord ! I see My emptiness and poverty ; Enrich my soul with grace divine, And make me worthier to be thine. 6 Give me at length an angel's tongue. That heaven may echo with my song; The theme, too great for time shall be The joy of long eternity. Doddridge. HYMN 314. Eight, Eight, and Six Metre. The Love of God. f Y God ! thy bound les3 love I praise ; L How bright on high its glories blaze 'l How sweetly bloom below ! It streams from thine eternal throne • Through heaven it3 joys forever run And o'er the earth they flow. 'Tis love that paints the purple morn, And o'ds the clouds, in air unborn, Their genial drops distil \ M 212 In evVy vernal beam it glows, And breathes in ev'ry gale that blows r And glides in ev'ry rill. 3 It robes in cheerful green the ground, And pours its flow'ry beauties round, Whose sweets perfume the gale ; Its bounties richly spread the plain, The blushing fruit, the golden grain, And smiles on every vale. 4 But in thy word I see it shine With grace and glories more divine, Proclaiming sins forgiv'n ; There faith, brightcberub, points the way To realms of everlasting day, And opens all her heaven. 5 Then let the love that makes me blest, With cheerful praise inspire my breast, And ardent gratitude : And all my thoughts and passions tend To thee, my Father and my Friend, My soul's eternal good. Kneeland ? s Coll HYMN 313. L. M. Praise for the Divine Goodness. AWAKE, my soul ! awake, my tongue ! My God demands the grateful song : Lei all my nobler powers record The wond'rous mercy of the Lord. 2 Divinely free, his mercy flows, Forgives my crimes, allays my woes ; He bids approaching death remove, And crowns me with indulgent love. 3 He fills my longing soul with good, Substantial Miss ! immortal food ! Youth smiles renew'd in active prime, And triumphs o'er the power of time. 213 4 In him the poor opprest shall find A Friend, almighty, just and kind ; His glorious acts, his wond'rous ways, To all the world proclaim his praise. Mrs Steele. HYMN 316. C. M. Blessings of Providence and Redemption. fff^HY 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 ev'ry golden ray ; Love draws the curtains of the night, And love returns the day. 3 Thy bounty evVy season crowns With all the bliss it yields ; With joyful clusters loads the vine, With strengthening grain the fields. 4 But chiefly thy compassions, Lord ! Are in the gospel seen ; There, like the sun, thy mercy shines, Without a cloud between. Berridge. HYMN 317. L. M. The Advantages of Divine Revelation. WHEN Israel through the desert pass ? d, A fiery pillar went before, To guide them through the dreary waste, And lessen the fatigues they bore. 2 Such is the glorious word of God ; 'Tis for our light and guidance given ; It sheds a lustre all abroad, And points the path to bliss and heaven. 3 It fills the soul with sweet delight, And quickens its inactive powers : It sets our wand'ring footsteps right, Displays his love, and kindles ours 214 4 Its promises rejoice our hearts • Its doctrines an j divinely true ; Knowledge and pleasure it imparts ; It comforts and instructs us too. 5 Ye favoured lands, blest with this word ! Ye saints, who feel its saving power ! Unite your tongues to praise the Lord, And his distinguished grace adore. Mrs. Steele. HYMN 3! 8. C. M. Instruction to the Young, from Scripture. HOW shall the young secure their hearts, And guard their lives from sin ! Thy word the choicest rules imparts, To keep the conscience clean. 2 When once it enters to the mind, It spreads such light abroad, The meanest souls instruction find, And raise their thoughts to God. 3 'Tis like the sun, a heavenly light ; That guides us all the day ; And through the dangers of the night, A lamp to lead our way. Watts. HYMN 319. C. M. The Perfect Law of Liberty. EHOLD that wise, that perfect law, Which noblest freedom gives : O may it all our souls refine, And sanctify our lives ! 2 Not with a transient glance survey'd, And in an hour forgot, But deep inscribed on ev'ry heart, To reign o'er ev'ry thought. 3 Great Author of each perfect gift ! Thy gracious power display, That our ungrateful, wandVing hearts May hearken and obey. Ddddridgf. B 215 HYMN 330. L.M. Light and Comfort from the Scriptures. ^¥^0 God, its source, my soul aspires ; -*■ Come, Lord ! and fill my vast desires ; Be thou my portion ; here I rest, Since of my utmost wish possess'd. 2 O ! let thy sacred word impart Its gen'rous influence to my heart ; With power and light, and love divine, Assure my soul that thou art mine. 3 The blissful word, with joy replete, Shall bid my gloomy fears retreat ; And heaven-born hope, serenely bright, Shine cheerful through this mortal night. 4 Then sbail my joyful spirit rise On wings of faith above the skies : And when these transient scenes are o ? er, And this vain world shall tempt no more ; 5 O! may I reach the blissful plains, Where thy unclouded glory reigns, And dwell for ever near thy throne, Jn joys to mortal thought unknown. Mrs. Steele. HYMN 321. L. M. Scripture Teachings, and their Happy Consequences - BRIGHT Source of intellectual rays ! Father of spirits and of grace ! O dart with energy unknown, Celestial beamings from thy throne. 2 Thy sacred book we would survey, Enlighten'd with that heavenly day ; And seek thine influence with the word, To teach our souls to know the Lord. 3 So shall our children learn the road, That leads them to their father's God ; And, formed by lessons so divine, Shall infant minds with knowledge shine. 216 4 So shall the haughtiest soul submit, With children plac'd at Jesus' feet ; The noisy swell of pride shall cease, And thy sweet voice be heard in peace. Doddridge. HYMN 322. C. M. The Light and Glory of the World. WHAT glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic like the sun ! It gives a light to ev'ry age ; It gives but borrows none. 2 The hand that gave it still supplies His gracious light and heat ; His truths upon the nations rise, They rise, but never set. 3 Let everlasting thanks be thine, For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day. 4 My soul rejoices to pursue The paths of truth and love ; Till glory break upon my view In brighter worlds above. Cowper. HYMN 323. c. M. Reason a Divine Gift. WHAT heavenly wisdom has bestow'd, O ! let not man despise ; Reason's a gift our praise demands ; It lifts us to the skies. 2 How could we know or value truth Without this beam of light ; Or conscience feel of right and wrong, Or in God's praise delight 1 3 For reason and for conscience too, Accept our praise, O Lord ! May this be pure, and that be clear, And both embrace thy word. 217 HYMN 324. L. M. Religion without Superstition. FAR hence each superstition vain, Wild offspring of the human brain ! The truths that fill thy hallow'd page, My happier choice, great God ! engage. 2 O, ever faithful to thy word, Do thou thy vital strength afford ; Thy help impart, Eternal Sire ! Nor let my hope in shame expire. 3 Sustain'd by thy almighty aid, What dangers shall my soul invade? Nor error's cloud, nor arts of sin My soul from thy obedience win. Mbrrick. HYMN 335. Eights and Sevens Metre. Praise to the God of our Salvation. HAIL the God of our salvation ? Triumph in redeeming love ; Let us with glad exultation Imitate the blest above. 2 Light of those whose dreary dwelling Border'd on the shades of death, He hath, by his grace revealing, Scattered all the clouds beneath. 3 Father, thou art all compassion, Pure, unbounded love thou art ; Hail the God of our salvation ! Praise him ev'ry thankful heart. 4 Joyfully on earth adore him, Till in heaven we take our place ; There enraptur'd fall before him, Lost in wonder, love and praise. Salisbury Coll. 19 218 HYMN 326. L. M. The Christian Scheme of Salvation worthy of God. IMMORTAL God ! on thee we call, The Great Original of all ; From thee we are, to thee we tend, Our sure support, our glorious end. 2 We praise that wise, that wond'rous grace That pitied our revolted race, And Jesus, our victorious head, The captain of salvation made. 3 He, thine eternal love decreed, Should many sons to g'ory lead ; And sinful worms to him are given A colony to people heaven. 4 Jesus for us (O gracious name) Eneounter'd agony and shame ; Jesus, the glorious and the great, Was by dire sufferings made complete. 5 A scene of wonders here we see, Worthy thy son, and worthy thee ; And while this theme employs our tongues, All heaven unites its sweetest songs. Doddridge. HYMN 327. L. M. The Light of the Gospel. OHOW delightful is the road That guides us to thy temple, Lord ! With joy we visit thine abode, And seek the treasures of thy word. 2 O heavenly treasures ! glorious light ! From ancient sages long conceaTd ; Till Christ restored the feeble sight, And God's unchanging word reveafd. J, Taylor. 219 T HYMN 328. S. M. Birth of Christ. HE Prince of Peace is come ! Ye nations, shout and sing ; Let men and angels join their songs, To hail this glorious Kiog. 2 Light of the world, he comes ! The blind receive their sight ; The mind now feels his gladdening ray/ And all within is light. 3 Evangelist divine ! He makes the gospel known : The poor the joyful tidings hear, And their great prophet own. 4 Whilst, gracious God ! I hear Thy gospel's joyful sound, May my glad heart, my tongne, my life, Be all obedience found. Nekdham. HYMN 329. C. M. The same. /^ LORY to God on high be giv'n, ^-* For peace to earth is brought ! Good will to wretched, dying men, Surpassing human thought. 2 The time foretold by heaven is come, The year of Jubilee : The day which kings and saints so long, So much desir'd to see. 3 He's come, the mighty Saviour's come, Hear, and rejoice, thou earth ; Let evVy tongue, the globe around, Hail the Redeemer's birth. 4 To universal empire born, The charge he well sustains ; Nations, rejoice ! the mighty Lord, \ our King, Messiah, reigns. i20 5 Glory to God on high be giv'n, For peace on earth is brought ! Good will to wretched, dying men, Surpassing human thought. NeEdham. HYMN 330. L. M. The Promised Messiah. WELCOME the hope of Israel's race, The Messenger of truth and grace ; Your hearts in righteousness prepare ; Behold your wish'd redemption near ! 2 See glory, bursting from the skies, O'er Judah's land effulgent rise ; And fix amidst her coasts its seat, Where justice, truth, and mercy meet : 3 While faith and hope, their offspring dear, Attendant on their steps appear ; And join'd in friendly compact move, Bless'd with philanthropy and love. 4 Truth in thy lands, O earth ! shall spring, And righteousness her healing wing Expanding, downward cast her eye, While heaven's great Monarch, from on high, j The heathen gloom shall chase away, And usher in a glorious day ; And, from his own propitious will The promis'd grace to man fulfil. Merrick. HYMN 331. C. M. The Mission of Christ. PREPARE;' th' appointed herald cried, " The Lord's straight path prepare ; Let valleys rise, let hills subside, And rugged ways grow fair ! 2 Then shall the race of man behold Salvation from on high ; Than shall the Saviour, long foretold, Commence his ministry. " 221 3 Spotless the heaven-taught teacher stood, And meekly bow'd his head, While from old Jordan's sacred flood Baptismal rites were shed. 4 Now spake th' announcing voice of heaven, While bright the glory shone ; " To you the Christ of God is given, Jehovah's chosen son. 5 Him hear ; with him my cov'nant stands, With pow'r I him invest ; I place my sceptre in his hands, My truth inspires his breast." J. Taylor. HYMN 332, C. M. Christ the Sun of Righteousness. HOW blest thy creature is, O God ! When, with a single eye, He views the lustre of thy word, The day-spring from on high ! 2 Through all the storms that veil the skies, And frown on earthly things ; The sun of righteousness he eyes With healing on his wings, 3 The glorious orb, whose golden beams The fruitful year control, Since first, obedient to thy word, He started from the goal — 4 Has cheer'd the nations with the joys His orient rays impart ; But, 'tis the light of Christ alone Can shine upon the heart. Cowper. HYMN 333. L. M. The same. ^THO thee, O God ! we homage pay, -■ Source of the light that rules the day ! Who, while he gilds all nature's frame, Reflects thy rays and speaks thy name. 19* 222 2 In louder strains we sing that grace Which gives the sun of righteousness, Whose nobler light salvation brings, And scatters healing from his wings. 3 Still oij our hearts may Jesus shine, With beams of light and love divine ; Quicken'd by him our souls shall live, And cheer'd by him shall grow and thrive. 4 O may his glories stand confessed, From north to south, from east to west ; Successful may bis gospel run, Wide as the circuit of the sun. .5 When shall that radiant scene arise, When, fix'd on high, in purer skies, Christ all his lustre shall display Ou all his saints through endless day ! Doddridge HYMN 331». Sevens Metre. The Star of Jacob. CONS of men, behold him far, ^ Hail the long expected star ! Jacob's star, that gilds the night, Guides bewilder'd nature right. 2 Fear not hence that ill should flow, Wars or pestilence below ; Wars it bids and tumults cease, UshVing in the Prince of peace. 3 Mild he shines on all beneath, Piercing through the shade of death ; S catering error's widespread night, Kindling darkness into light. Wesley. HYMN 335. S. M. Benediction. f TTMIY benediction, Lord, -"- Upon us now bestow ; O bless us with thy sacred word, That we thy truth may know. 223 2 Impress upon each mind, The truth we now have heard ; And that we may salvation find, May each the same regard. 3 Now unto God on high, Be glory ever given : O fit our longing souls to fly, And dwell with thee in heaven. Kneeland HYMN 336. C. M. Blessing. SEND down thy blessing, gracious Lord, And tune our hearts to praise ; Help us thy goodness to record, Which lengthens out our days. 2 The Blessing of the Father, Son, And Ho y Ghost be given ; The three who do unite in one, And record keep in heaven. 3 O grant us all thy saving grace, To run the heavenly road — Tune ev'ry heart to sing thy praise, My Saviour and my God. Kneelaxd. HYMN 337. L. M. Closing of Service. OW, Lord, once more thy church dismiss, N Who've tasted here the sacred bliss, Which thou dost plent'ously afford To those who meet to hear thy word. 2 O may we treasure in our hearts The truths the Saviour now imparts, Who, from the lucid courts above, Sends down the tokens of his love. 3 He, like the glorious sun of light, Dispels the darkness of our night ; And on his church effulgent beams The light of life in lucid streams. 224 4 O may he shine from pofe to pole, Illuminate each darkened soul ; From north to south, from east to west, And make all nature richly blest. Kneeland, HYMN 338. L. M. The Vanity of Earthly Objects. THE trifling- joys this world can give A thirsty soul can ne'er supply ; A soul, which hopes, thro' grace, to live In realms of bliss beyond the sky. 2 Yet, O my God, I would not slight The smallest of thy gifts to me ; The least doth give me some delight, And shows thy mercy rich and free. 3 My friends, my health, my daily food — All blessings given here below, Proclaim aloud that thou art good — Thy goodness all the world shall know. 4 But O, it is a greater joy, To feel my heart is reconeiPd ; To know thou wilt my sins destroy, And claim me as thy ransom'd child. 5 In thee, dear Lord, I stand complete, It is enough — I want no more ! Prostrate I fall before thy feet, And all thy boundless love adore. 6 Hence then, ye trifling joys, depart I Joys, transient as the fading flower; Jesus the Saviour claims my heart, 'Tis his by purchase, love, and power. S.Thompson. HYMN 339. C. M. Invitation. YE favour'd children of the Lord, Ye lov'd, ye ransom'd race ; Come, listen to the cheering word Of our Immaauel's grace. 225 2 O come ! attend the Saviour's call, He only life can give ; His gracious voice, proclaim'd to all, Is, " Come, believe, and live." 3 But man, regardless of his words, From Jesus doth depart ; The joyful sounds no life affords His unbelieving heart. 4 Hasten, O God, that glorious day, Tn thine own plan design'd, When thou wilt take the veil away From each benighted mind. 5 Then sinners shall, with grateful hearts, The Saviour's name adore ; And carnal mind, with subtle arts, Shall tempt their souls no more. S. Thompson HYMN 340. L. M. At the close of the General Convention. DEAR Lord, behold thy children here ! To us a parting blessing give ; In mercy grant each brother dear, In union with his God may live ; l Sweet counsel we together took, Came to thy house in company ; - Thy graces, like the water brook, From hatred kept thy children free. 3 Thy banner over us is love, While we in fellowship agree ; O may our thoughts remain above ! Faithful disciples may we be. 4 From one another we must part, Thy cause and kingdom order so ; O seal us to each other's heart, While we remain on earth below. 5 Succeed our labours through the year, While in thy vineyards, Lord, we toil ; 2£6 Iq faithful works of love and fear, And fruitful make the barren soil. 6 Wilt thou, dear Lord, long time to come, This council bless with heavenly grace ; Beneath each clear autumnal sun, May many meet to seek thy face. H. Ballou. HYMN 311. L. M. Fast. Isa. lviii. 6, &,c. MTIHTS is the fast the Lord doth choose, -*- Each heavy burthen to undo ; The bands of wickedness to loose, And let the captive freedom know. 2 Let ev'ry vile and sinful yoke Of servile bondage, and of fear, By mercy, love, and truth, be broke ; From sorrow's eye wipe ev'ry tear. 3 Yes, to the hungry deal thy bread, Bring to thine house the outcast poor ; O let the fainting soul be fed, Nor spurn the needy from thy door. 4 And when thine eyes the naked see, The needed garment then bestow ; To thine own flesh most tender be, To all thy charity must flow. 5 This did the Saviour of our race ; Himself, the Bread of life, did give : Undid our burdens by his grace ; The outcast poor in Jesus live. 6 We are his flesh ; he did not hide Himself from us, in all our wo ; But freely gave himself, and dy'd, That we his boundless love might know. H. Ballot. 227 HYMN 342. C. M. The Unity of the Spirit. AND why do Christians thus contend, For items in their creeds ? An enemy, and not a friend, Sows these contentious seeds. 2 'Twas love to God and love to man, The dear Redeemer brought ; No metaphysick doctrine can Compare with what he taught. 3 Why do we judge each other so ? This judging genders strife; It is enough our Lord to know, And feel his heav'nly life. 4 What if my brother disagrees With me in certain things ; Yet strives by works of love to please, And fruit abundant brings ? 5 Shall I disown a brother dear, For whom my Saviour dy'd ? Can I be filfd with gospel fear, And walk in all this pride ? 6 O may we learn to walk in love, In charity abound ; Possess those tempers of the dove, Which rather heal than wound. H. Ballou. HYMN 343. Eights and Sevens Metre. Self Examination. WHAT is this within me burning ? What a flame is this I feel ? This I can't avoid by turning, Is't a pure or blinded zeal ? Lord, I would mysell examine, Help me by thy light divine ; That 1 rightly may determine. May thy graces in me shine. 228 2 When I pray, my soul extended Sends her warm desires abroad, That my foes may be befriended ; Is it wrong ? O tell me Lord ! Where in all thy vast creation Is that soul I do not love ! Grant, dear Lord, to all salvation, Or my error disapprove. 3 Still the ardent fire increases, When thy honours, Lord, I see ; May thy grace, which me releases, Set the world from bondage free. I appeal to thee, my Saviour, To correct, if I am wrong ; Am I right, O then I'll never Cease thy praises in my song. H. Ballou. HYMN 344. S. M. Seeking after God. WHY is my heart so cold ? No quickening zeal for God ? Dear Lord, thy warming grace unfold, The pow'r of Jesus' blood. 2 Why should I careful be For vanities of life ? What can I in creation see, That's worth this care and strife ? 3 Why should I try to feed On folly's poor repast ! These tfeaenVous baits my soul would lead To pain and wo at last. 4 O make thy wisdom shine, Give me thy counsels, Lord, And more my heart to thee incline, And more unfold thy word. H. Ballou. 229 HYMN 345. 8. M. Living by Faith. TQY faith may Jesus dwell *-^ Iq our believing hearts; While he, that love, which none can tell, In streams of grace imparts. 2 Then may we comprehend, With all the saints in light, And see his boundless grace extend, And know its depth and height. 3 Then, filfd with ev'ry grace, From strength to strength we'll go : While Jesus shows his smiling face, In ev'ry scene of wo. 4 Soon we shall victors be, And crowns of glory wear ; Id endless peace our Captain see, Aud dwell for ever there. H. Ballou. HYMN 346. CM. The New Creation. WHEN will the eyelids of that morn Open upon our sight, When all creation shall be born, And beauty chase our night ? 2 When will the Sun of Righteousness, With healing in his wings, The num'rous sods of Adam bless With love's eternal spriogs ? 3 The promis'd day will surely come ; Its beauties shall unfold What Jesus has for mortals done, While we with joy behold. 4 A new creation then shall rise, By the Almighty's hand ; And though the old creation dies, The new shall always stand. H. Ballou. 20 230 HYMN 347. S. M. Prayers in Faith. MUST christians pray for naught ? Will God refuse to hear ? Has he his promises forgot ? Must we both doubt and fear ? 2 Is all assurance lost ? And hope become forlorn ? Abortive proved the mighty cost? In vain was Jesus born ? 3 No ! saints with fervour pray, "With faith, and hope, and zeal ; Our God will bring the glorious day, And all his love reveal. 4 Salvation shall extend, Like your desires abroad ; The Lord in honour will defend His promise, and his word. H. Ballov. HYMN 348. C. M. Armour of God. Eph. vi. 13, &c. MAY we thine armour, Lord, put on, And in thy spirit fight ; Pursue the viet'ries of thy Son, And march in perfect light. 2 Girded with truth, our loins make strong, Our brea>tplate righteousness ; We'll loudly sing the martial song, And uniformly dress. 3 Shod with thy gospel, may our feet Stand on the hills of light ; Shielded with faith, our foes we'll meet, Beneath thy banner fight. 4 Solvation for an helmet give, Thy spirit for a sword ; No ruling foe shall in us live, But die beneath thy word. 231 b This armour, Lord, give us each day, O may we faithful prove ; Learn us to watch, learn us to pray, And wrestle hard in love. 6 O may the pow'rs of darkness fall, And wickedness decay ; We'll stiil upon our Captain call, And shout the perfect day. H. Ballou. HYMN 349. L. M. For God's Assistance in Worship. JT^RANT us a visit, dearest Lord, ^* In gentle streams of grace descend : Open the treasure of thy word, From ev'ry sin thy church defend. 2 Thy branches bend, thou living vine, Clusters of fruit to us impart ; O may our joys be all divine, May heav'nly love fill ev'ry heart. 3 In unity may w r e abound, Thy wisdom with our zeal combine ; And joyful sing on heav'nly ground, And keep the golden path divine. 4 O may our worship, Lord, to-day, Accepted be in Jesus' name ; Whether we preach, or sing, or pray, May love be all the sacred flame. H. B alloc. HYMN 350. L. M. Opening of Service. l^k GOD of grace, before thy throne, ^^ Thy suppliants bow with holy fear ; Those thou art pleas'd to call thine own Invoke thy sacred presence here. I Kind Source of light ! thy blessing grant, Bestow on us thy cheering rays ; Supply our vary'd mental want, And thus inspire our hearts to praise. 232 3 Send thy good Spirit from above, To dissipate the darkest gloom ; Sweet emanation of thy love ! To thee desiring bosoms come. 4 Give to thy word successful course, And spread the triumphs of thy name ; May truth exhibit all her force, And put the lying lip to shame. 5 And while we worship at thy feet, Where vailed angels do adore, Give us in fellowship to meet To sing thy grace and speak thy power. Turner; HYMN 351. L. M. A Cal* to Thanksgiving 1 and Praise. NOW to our God let praises rise, From all that dwell beneath the skies ; Throughout the earth his love proclaim, With joys eternal in his name. 2 Know that the Lord is God alone, No rival fills th' eternal throne ; We are the creatures of his hand, Our form and frame his praise demand. 3 We are the people of his care, His sheep who feed in pastures fair ; The objects of his tender love, Supply'd with blessings from above. 4 Into this earthly temple come, And raise the anthem and the song ; Let gratitude the lay inspire, The bosom glow with sacred fire. 5 For God in endless goodness reigns, And mercy, truth, and love maintains ; Nor time, nor years, nor measur'd space, Confines the blessings of his grace. Turner. 233 F HYMN 353. L. M. To be dismissed with a Blessing-. ROM worship now thy church dismiss, But not without thy blessing, Lord ; O may we taste t be sacred bliss, And meditate upon thy word. 2 Deep-rooted in each honest heart, Thy word of truth, O may it grow ! Much fruit of love may it impart, Where all the gospel graces flow. 2 Oft may these pleasant scenes return, When christians meetto worship thee; Where zeal and love with ardour burn, There may thy children joyful be. 4 And when these pleasant scenes are past, Unto thyself, O may we come, Where vast assemblies meet at last, In Zion, our eternal home. II. Ballou. HYMN 333- Hallelujah Metre. Close of Service. T£ IXD Lord, before thy face, -*-^- Again, with joy, we bow, For all the gifts and grace, Thou dost on us bestow ; Our tongues would all thy love proclaim. And chant the honours of thy name. 2 Her*% in thine earthly house, Our joyful souls have met ; Here paid our solemn vows, And hit our union sweet : For this our tongues thy love proclaim, And chant the honours of thy name. 3 Thy truth, like ointment shed, Hath breathed a choice perfume ; Thy light, divinely spread, '2(r 234 Hath broke the darksome gloom : For this our tongues thy love proclaim, And chant the honours of thy name. 4 Now may we dwell in peace, Till here again we come ; And may our love increase, Till thou shah guide us home : Then shall our tongues thy love proclaim, And chant the honours of thy name. Turner. HYMN 354. L. M. Religion vain without Love. ¥TAD I the tongues of Greeks and Jews, ■*--*■ And nobler speech than angels use, If lore be absent, I am found, Like tinkling brass, an empty sound. 2 Were I inspired to preach and tell All that is done in heaven and hell ; Or could my faith the world remove, Still I am nothing without love. 3 Should I distribute all my store To feed the hungry, clothe the poor ; Or give my body to the flame, To gain a martyr's glorious name ; 4 If love to God, and love to men Be absent, all my hopes are vain : Nor tongues, nor gifts, nor fiery zeal, The work of love can e'er fulfil. Watts. HYMN 355. C. M. Early Religion. HAPPY is he, whose early years Receive instruction well ; Who hates the sinner's path and fears The road that lead-s to hell. 235 2 Our youth, devoted to the Lord, Is pleasing in his eyes ; A flow'r when offer'd in the bud Is no mean sacrifice. 3 'Tis easier work, if we begin To fear the Lord betimes ; While sinner?, who grow old in sin Are hardened in their crimes. 4 It saves us from a thousand fears To mind religion young ; With joy'it crowns succeeding years, And renders virtue strong. 5 To thee, Almighty God, to thee Our hearts we now resign ; 'Twill please us to look back and see That our whole lives were thine. 6 We'll do thy work, we'll speak thy praise, ' Whilst we have life and breath ; Thus we're prepared for longer days, Or fit for early death. Watts. HYMN 356. L. M. The Glory and Defence of the Church. HAPPY the Church ! thou sacred place, The seat of thy Creator's grace ! Thy holy courts are his abode, Thou earthly palace of our God. 2 Thy walls are strength, aud at thy gates A guard of heavenly angels wait:* ; Nor shall the deep foundations move, Built on the counsels of his love. 3 Thy foes in vain designs engage, Against thy walls in vain they rage ; Like rising waves, with an^er roar, That dash and die upon the shore. 236 4 Then let our souls in Zion dwell, Nor fear the power ot earth or hell ; Since God defends the happy ground, Like brazen bulwarks built around. 5 God is our sun, God is our shield, Light and protection he will yield ; And we beneath the genial rays, Will sing his love, and speak his praise. Watts. HYMN 357. C. M. Love to God. HAPPY the mind where graces reign, And love inspires the breast ; Love is the brightest of the train, And strengthens all the rest. 2 Knowledge, alas ! 'tis all in vain, And all in vain our fear ; Our stubborn sins will tight and reign If love be absent there. 3 5 Tis love that makes our cheerful feet In swift obedience move ; Affliction's bitter cup is sweet, When mixed with heavenly love. 4 Soon as we drop this mortal clay, And leave this dark abode, On wings of love we'll soar away, To see our Father, God. 5 This is the grace that lives and sings, When faith and hope shall cease ; 'Tis this shall strike our joyful strings, In realms of endless peace. Watts, altered. HYMN 338. L. M. Rich Treasure in earthen Vessels. [OW rich thy bounty, King of kings! Thy favours, how divine ! The blessings which thy gospel brings, How splendidly they shine ! 237 2 Gold is but dross, and gems but toys ; Should gold and gems compare, How mean ! when set against those joys Thy poorest servants share ! 3 Yet all these treasures of thy grace Are lodged in urns of clay, And the weak sons ot mortal race The immortal gifts convey. 4 Feebly they lisp thy glories forth, Yet grace the victory gives ! Quickly they moulder back to earth, Yet still the gospel lives. 5 Such wonders, power divine effects ; Suce trophies, God cau raise ; His hand from crumbling dust erects His monuments of praise. Salisbury ColL HYMN 359. S. M. The Love of Truth. TMPOSTURE shrinks from light, ■■■ And dreads the curious eye ; But Christian truths the test invite, They bid us search and try. 2 A meek inquiring mind, Lord, help us to maintain ; That growing knowledge we may find, And growing virtue gain. 3 With understanding blest, Created to be free, Our faith on man we dare not rest, Subject lo none but thee. 4 Give us the light we need, Our mind* with knowledge fill ! Frorii noxioii ei p <• lard our creed, From prejudice, our will. 238 5 The truth thou shalt impart, May we with firmness own ; Abhorring each evasive art, And fearing thee alone. Doddridge. HYMN 360. C. M. God our Portion. Ps. iv. 6, 7. IN vain the erring world inquires For true substantial good ; Whilst earth confines their iow desires, They live on airy food. 2 Illusive dreams of happiness Their eager thoughts employ ; They wake, convinc'd their boasted bliss Was visionary joy. 3 Not all the good, which earth bestows, Can fill the craving mind ; Its highest joys have mingled woes, And leave a sting behind. 4 Begone, ye gilded vanities ! I seek some solid good ! To real bliss my wishes rise, The favour of my God. 5 To thee, my God, my soul aspires ; Dispel these shades of night ; Enlarge and fill these vast desires With infinite delight. 6 Immortal joy thy smiles impart, Heaven dawns in ev'ry ray ; One glimpse of thee will glad my heart, And turn my night to day. Mrs. Steele. HYMN 361. L. M. The Blessings of the Gospel. IN various forms, to saints of old, God did his mind and will unfold ; But Christ, commission^ from above, Hath now reveafd his grace and love, 239 2 We read the volume of thy word That book of life, that true record ; The bright inheritance of heaven Is by this sure conveyance given. 3 His kindest thoughts are best exprest, Able to make us wise and blest • His doctrines are divinely true, Fit lor reproof and comfort too. 4 We render thanks to God above, Fur his rich grace and boundless love ; Let all mankind receive bis word, And ev'ry nation ble^s the Lord. Liverpool Coll HYMN 362. L. M. The Union of Christ and his Church. JESUS, thou everlasting King, Accept the tribute which wfc bring ; Accept the well deserved renown, And wear our praises as thy crown. 2 Let ev'ry act of homage be Like our espousals, Lord, to thee ; Like the blest bour, when from above We first receiv'd thy pledge of love. 3 The gladness of that happy day, Our hearts would wish it long to stay ; Let not our faith forsake its hold, Nor comlort sink, nor love grow cold. 4 May ev'ry minute, as it flies, Increase thy praise, improve our joys ; Till we are rais'd to sing thy name, \i the great supper of the Lamb. Watts. HYMN 363. C. M. Christ the Head of the Church. JESUS, we sing thy matchless grace, That calls such worm* thine own z Gives us among thy saints a place, And brings us near thy throne. 240 2 When join'd to thee, our vital head, Our virtues grow and thrive ; From thee divided, each is dead, Though it may seem alive. 3 Thy saints on earth, and those above, All join in sweet accord ; The body one, in mutual love, And thou our common Lord. 4 O may our humble faith receive Thy spirit with delight ! Then time and death in vain shall strive The bond to disunite. Doddridge. HYMN 364. C. M. Divine Counsels. KEEP counsel, all created things, And wait your Maker's nod ! My soul stands trembling, whilst she sings The honours of her God. 2 Life, death, and hell, and worlds unknown, Hang on his rirm decree ; He sits on no precarious throne, Nor borrows leave to be. 3 Before his throne, a volume lies, With all the fates of men ; With ev'ry angel's form and size. Drawn by th ? eternal pen. 4 His providence unfolds the book, And makes his counsels shine ; Each op'ning leaf, and ev'ry stroke, Fulfils some kind design. 5 Here he exalts neglected worms To sceptres and a crown : And then the following page he turns, And treads the monarch down. 241 6 No creature asks the reason why, Nor God thu reason gives ; No favourite angel dares to pry Between the folded leaves. 7 My God, T would not wish to see My fate with curious eyes ; Wnat gloomy lines are writ for me, Or what bright scenes may rise : 8 In thy fair book of life and grace, May I but find my name Recorded, in some humble place, Beneath my Lord, the Lamb. Watts. L HYMN 385. L. M. True Charity. ET men of high conceit and zeal Their fervour and their faith proclaim ; If charity be wanting still, The rest is but a sounding name. 2 Patient and meek, she suffers long, And slowly her resentments rise ; Soon she forgets the greatest wrong, And soon the angry passion dies. 3 She envies none their better state, But makes her neighbour's bliss her own ; Nor vaunt3 herself with mind elate, But still a modest air puts on. 4 Her neighbour's infamy and ill To her no entertainment give ; She's pleas'd to see him prosper still, And still in good repute to live. 5 This is the grace that reigns on high, And will for ever brightly burn, When hope shall in enjoyment die, And faith to intuition turn. Smart. 21 242 HYMN 366. C. M. .The Bread of Life. John vi. 49, 54. LET us adore th' Eternal Word ; 'Tis he our souls hath fed ; Thou art our living stream, O Lord, And thou th' immortal bread. 2 The manna came from lower skies ; But Jesus from above, Where the fresh springs of pleasure rise And rivers flow with love. 3 The ancient father died at last, Who ate that heavenly bread ; But these provisions, which we taste, Can raise us from the dead. 4 Blest be the Lord, that gives his flesh To nourish dying men ; And often spreads his table fresh, Lest we should faint again. 5 Our souls shall draw their heavenly breath, While Jesus finds supplies ; Nor shall our graces sink to death, For Jesus never dies. 6 Daily our mortal flesh decays, But Christ our life shall come ; And by his mighty power shall raise And take his children home. Watts, alteied. HYMN 367. L. M. The eternal Sabbath. IORD of the Sabbath, hear onr vows, -* On this thy day, in this thy house ; And let our songs and worship rise, Like grateful incense to the skies. 2 Thine earthly sabbaths, Lord, we love : But there's a nobler rest above ; To that our labouring souls aspire, With ardent pangs of strong desire. 243 3 No more fatigue, no more distress, Nor sin, nor death, shall reacli the place : No groans snail mingle with the songs, Which warble from immortal tongues. 4 No rude alarms, no raging foes, To interrupt the long repose ; No midnight shade, no clouded sun, To veil the brignt eternal noon. 5 O long-expected day, begin ! Dawn on these realms of death and sin : Fain would we quit this weary road, And sleep in death, to rest with God. Doddridge. HYMN 368. S. M. The Promise to Believers and their Children. LORD, what our ears have heard, Our eyes delighted trace ; Thy love in long succession shown To Zion's chosen race. 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 ; Joined 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 ! (] ( hir offspring still thy care, Shall own their fathers' God. 244 To latest times thy blessings share, • And sound thy praise abroad. Salisbury CojL HYMN 369. Hallelujah Metre. The Triumph of Christ and the Power of his Gospel. [" OUD to the Prince of heaven -■-^ Your cheerful voices raise ! To him your vows be given, And fill his courts with praise. With conscious worth, All clad in arms, all bright in charms, He sallies forth. 2 Gird on thy conquering sword, Ascend thy shining car, And march, Almighty Lord, To wage thy holy war. Before his wheels, In glad surprise, ye vallies, rise, And sink, ye hills. 3»Fair truth, and gentle love, With righteousness and peace, In thy retinue move, Tby conquering power to grace. Thou in their cause Shalt prosperous ride, and far and wide Dispense thy laws. 4 Before thy mighty sword, Millions of foes shall fall, The captives of thy word, That word which conquers all, The world shall know, Great King of kings, what wonderous things Thine arm can do. 5 Here to my willing soul Bend thy triumphant way ; Here every foe control, And all thy power display. Beneath thy sword, Blest Jesus, see, I bow to thee, My Prince and Lord. Doddridge, altered. 245 HYMN 370. L. M. Folly cured by Affliction. LOW at thy gracious feet I bend, My God, my everlasting Friend — Permit the claim ; O let thine ear My humble suit indulgent hear ! 2 Lord, thou hast bid me seek thy face, And ask of thee thy promised grace ; O may thy favour, bliss divine ! With fuller, clearer radiance shine. 3 But O my heart, reflect with shame ; Can I prefer so bold a claim ? Conscious how often I have stray'd, By empty vanities bettay'd. 4 How oft, ungrateful to my God, Have trifles calfd my thoughts abroad ! Till heavenly pity saw me roarn, And bade affliction bring me home. 5 And when the snares of earth were broke, By kind affliction's needful stroke, Have not I own'd with humble praise, That just and right are all his ways ? 6 Yes, gracious God, before thy throne, My vileness and thy love I own ; O let that love, with beams divine, Forgiving, healing, round me shine. 7 Whene'er, ungrateful to my God, This heedless heart requires the rod, Thy arm supporting I implore ; The hand that chastens can restore. 8 O may the kind conviction prove A fruit of thy paternal love ; Wean me from earth, from sin refine, And make my heart entirely thine ! Mrs. Steele. »1 # 246 HYMN 371. L. M. The example of Christ. MY dear Redeemer, and my Lord, I read my duty in thy word ; But in thy life thy law appears, Drawn out in living characters. 2 Such was thy piety and zeal, Thy deference to thy Father's will, Thy love and meekness so divine, I would transcribe and make them mine. 3 Cold mountains and the midnight air, Witness'd the fervour of thy prayer ; The desert thy temptations knew, Thy conflict and thy victory too. 4 Be thou my pattern, make me bear More of thy gracious image here ; Then God, the Judge, shall own my name Among the followers of the Lamb. Watts. HYMN 373. L. M. Retirement and Meditation. [Y God, permit me not to be A stranger to myself and thee ; Amidst ten thousand thoughts I rove, Forgetful of my highest love. 2 Why should my passions mix with earth, And thus degrade my heavenly birth? Why should I cleave to things below, And^et my God, my Saviour go ? 3 Call me away from flesh and sense, Thy sovVeign word can draw me thence ; I would obey the voire divine, And all inferior joys resign. 4 Be earth, with all her scenes withdrawn, Let noise and vanity begone; In secret silence of the mind, My heaven, and there my God, 1 find. Watts. 247 HYMN 373. C. M. Charity. O CHARITY ! thou heavenly grace, All tender, soft and kind ! A friend to all the human race, To all that's good inclin'd ! 2 The man of charity extends To all his lib'ral hand ; His kindred, neighbours, foes and friends, His pity may command. 3 He aids the poor in their distress, He hears when they complain ; With tender heart delights to bless, And lessen all their pain. 4 The sick, the prisoner, poor and blind, And all the sons of grief, In him a benefactor find ; He loves to give relief. 5 'Tis love that makes religion sweet, 'Tis love that makes us rise, With willing mind and ardent feet, To yonder happy skies. 6 Then let us all in love abound, And charity pursue ; Thus shall we be with glory crown'd, And love as angels do. Proud. HYMN 374. CM. The Universal Extent of Christ's Kingdom. Isa. ii. 2 4 ^k'ER mountain tops the Mount of God, ^-^ Id latter days shall rise Above the summits of the hills, And draw the wond'ring eyes. 2 To this the joyful nations round, All tribes and tongues shall flow ; Up to the mount of God, they say, And to his house we'll go. 248 3 The beams that shine from Sion's hill Shall lighten ev'ry land ; The King, who reigns in Salem's towers. Shall the whole world command. 4 Among the nations he shall judge, His judgments truth shall guide ; His sceptre shall protect the just, And crush the sinner's pride. 5 No war shall rage, nor hostile strife, Disturb those happy years ; To ploughshares men shall beat their swords, To pruning-hooks their spears. 6 No longer host, encountering host, Shall crowds of slain deplore ; They'll lay the martial trumpet by, And study war no more. Scotch Paraphrases. HYMN 375. C. M. Obedience to God our Father. {\ GOD, my Father, I adore ^-* That all-commanding name ; It will my soul to life restore, And kindle all my flame. 2 Entire, I bow at thy commands, My filial homage pay ; With heart and life, with tongue and hands, I'll cheerfully obey. 3 I'll wilfully no more transgress, As I too oft have done ; But every sinful thought suppress, Each sinful action shun. 4 Each day I live, I'll seek with care My Father well to please ; And in this course will persevere, By thine assisting grace. 5 Thus will I my relation claim, And call myself thy son ; And whilst I bear the glorious name, My Father's rights will own. 249 6 I will ; but thou must strength impart, This promise to fulfil ; Lord, write thy law upon my heart, That I may do thy will. HYMN 376. L. M. The Glory and Safety of the Church. O HAPPY Church, celestial bride, Thy Husband will with thee reside ; With matchless glory thou shah shine, In robes of honour all divine. 2 Silver and gold her happy dress, Truth, meekness, love, and righteousness \ H >ly without, and pure within, Free from the guilt of reigning sin. 3 Her laws and doctrines just and right, Her priests the ministers of light ; Her order from the courts above, And all her service done in love. 4 H*t discipline is from the word, Her head and ruler is the Lord ; Her sons and daughters all agree, And live in peace and charity. 5 Her journey is the holy way Which leads to everlasting day ; And her eternal sure reward, A crown of glory with the Lord. Proud. HYMN 377. C. M. The Ways of Wisdom. O HAPPY is the man who hears Instruction's faithful voice ; And who celestial wisdom makes His early, only choice. c 2 Her treasures are of more esteem Than east or west unfold ; And her rewards more precious are Than all her mines of gold. 250 3 In her right hand she holds to view A length 01 happy days ; Riches, with splendid honours joiu'd, Her left hand full displays. 4 She guides the young with innocence In pleasure's path to tread ; A crown of glory she bestows Upon the hoary h?ad. 5 According as her labours rise, So her rewards increase ; Her ways are ways of pleasantness, And all her paths are peace. Scotch Paraphrases, HYMN 878. C. M. Filial Submission. OLORD, 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 gift withheld, Nor wilt withhold, from me. Cowper. 4 I would submit to all thy will, For thou art good and wise ; Let every anxious thought be still, Nor one faint murmur rise. 5 Thy love can cheer the darkest gloom, And bid me wait serene, Till hopes and joys immortal bloom, And brighten all the scene. 6 My Father ! O permit my heart To plead her humble claim, And ask the bli.-,s thosi words impart, In my Redeemer's name. Mrs. Steele. 251 HYMN 379. C. M. The Christians Resolution founded on Jacob's Vow. Geri. 28. OTHOU, by whose all-bounteous hand Thy people still are fed ; Who through life's weary pilgrimage Hast all our fathers led ; 2 To thee our bumble vow we raise, To thee address our prayer ; And in thy kind and faithful hand Deposit all our care. 3 If thou, through each perplexing path, Wilt be our constant guide ; If thou wiit daily food supply, And raiment wilt provide ; 4 If thou wilt spread thy shield around, Till all our wand'rings cease, And at our Father's safe abode Our souls arrive in peace ; 5 To thee, as to our cov'nant God Ourselves we will resign ; And count that all on earth we have, And e'en our life is thine. Doddridge. HYMN 380. L. M. Importunate Prayer. u Ask, and ye shall receive.'' Mat. vii. 7. ^UR Father, thron'd above the sky, O' To thee, our empty hands we spread; Thy children at thy footstool lie, And ask thy blessings on their head. 2 Let mercy all our sins dispel, As clouds before the solar beam ; Our ^ouls from bondage and from hell To liberty and life redeem. 3 With cheerfnl hope and filial fear, In that august and precious name, By 'bee ordain'd, we now draw near, And would the promis'd blessing claim. 252 4 Does not an earthly parent hear The cravings of his famish'd son ? Will he reject the filial prayer, Or mock him with a cake of stone ? 5 Our heavenly father, how much more Will thy divine compassion rise ; And open thy unbounded store To satisfy thy children's cries ? 6 Yes, we will ask, and seek, and press For gracious audience at thy seat ; Still hoping, waiting for success, If persevering to intreat. 7 For Jesus in his faithful word The patient supplicant has blest ; And all thy saints with one accord The prevalence of prayer attest. Scott. HYMN 381. L. M. A general Song of Praise. ]\JOW to the God, to whom all might -*-^ And glory, in all worlds belong, Who fills unseen his throne of light, Come let us sing a general song. 2 His Spirit wrapp'd the mantling air, Of old, around our iufant earth, And, on her bosom, warm and fair, Gave her young lord his joyous birth. 3 He smiles on morning's rosy way : He paints the gorgeous clouds of even : To noon, he gives its ripening my ; To night, the view of glorious heaven* 4 He drives along those sparkling globes. In circles of unerring trnth ; He decks them all in radiant robes, And crowns them with eternal youth. 5 So will he crown the upright mind, When life and all its toils are o'er : Then let his praise, on every wind Rise, till the winds shall wake no more. Pierpont. 253 T HYMN 383. L. M. Communion with Christ. O Jesus, our exalted Lord, That name, in heaven and earth ador'd, Fain would our hearts and voices raise A cheerful song of sacred praise. 2 But all the notes which mortals know Are weak, and languishing, and low ; Far, far above our humble songs, The theme demands immortal tongues. 3 Yet whilst around his board we meet, And worship at his sacred feet, O let our warm affections move, In glad returns of grateful love ! 4 Yes, Lord, we love and we adore, But long to know and love thee more ; And whilst we taste the bread and wine, Desire to feed on joys divine. Mrs. Steele, HYMN 383. S. M. God's universal Dominion ; or Angels praise the Lord. Ps. ciii. 19. TtlE Lord, the sovVeign King, Hath fix'd his throne on high; O'er all the heavenly worlds he rules, And all beneath the sky. 2 Ye angels, great in might, And swift to do his will, Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear; Whose pleasure ye fulfil. 3 Let the bright hosts, who wait The orders of their King, And guard his churches when they pray, Join in the praise they sing. 4 While all his wond'rons works Through his vast kingdom show Their Maker's glory, thou, my soul, Shalt sing his graces too. Watts. 22 254 HYMN 384. C. M. The Perfections of God. Ps, cxi. GREAT is the Lord ; his works of might Demand our noblest songs ; Let his assembled saints unite Their harmony of tongues. 2 Great is the mercy of the Lord, He gives his children food ; And, ever mindful of his word, He makes his promise good. 3 His Son, the great Redeemer, came To seai his covenant sure ; Holy and reverend is his name, His ways are just and pure. 4 They that would grow divinely wise Must with bis fear begin, Our fairest proof of knowledge lies In hating every sin. Watts. HYMN 385. L. M. Ps. 136. Abridged. GIVE to our God immortal praise ! Mercy and truth are all his ways : "Wonders ol grace to God belong, Repeat, his mercies in your song. 2 Give to the Lord of lords renown, The Kings of kings with glory crown ; Hi?> merc.es ever shall endure, When lords and kings are known no more. 3 He built the earth, he spread the sky, And fix'd the starry lights on high : Wonders of grace to God belong, Repeat his mercies in your song. 4 He tills the sun with morning light, He bids the moon direct the night : His mercies ever shall endure, When suns and moons shall shine no more. 255 5 The Jews he freed from Pharaoh's hand, And brought them to the promised land ; Wonders of grace to God belong, Repeat his mercies in your song. 6 He saw the gentiles dead in sin, And felt his pity work within ; His mercies ever shall endure, When death and sin shall reign no more. 7 He sent his son with power to save From guilt, and darkness and the grave ; Wonders of grace to God belong, Repeat his mercies in your song. S Through this vain world he guides our feet, And leads us to his heavenly seat ; His mercies ever shall endure, When this vain svorld shall be no more. Watts. HYMN 386. C. M. Free Grace in revealing Christ. Luke. x. 21. TESUS the man of constant grief, •J A mourner all his days ; His spirit once rejoic'd aloud, And turn'd his joy to praise : 2 u Father, I thank thy wondVous love, " That hath reveal'd thy son " To men unlearned ; and unto babes u Hast made thy gospel known. 3 " The mysteries of redeeming grace " Are hidden from the wise : " While pride and carnal reasonings join '' To swell and bliud their eyes. " 4 Thus doth the Lord of heaven and earth Hi3 reign ; Behold the nations sue To wear thy gentle chain : When earth and time are known no more, Thy throne shall stand forever sure. Wesley's Coll. HYMN 489. P. M. Salvation of God. Exo. aiv. 13, 14. xv. 2, 21. Lam. iii. 26 CANAAN promis'd is before ; Come let us forward go, Not the ocean, nor its roar, Nor the Egyptian foe, May obstruct, when God commands ; His power on our behalf he shows : Move we forward to the land, Where milk with honey flows. 2 Pharaoh's host, our flesh and sense, Press hard upon our rear ; Vainly strive to cause offence, Or make the spirit (ear : God protects us in his hand, Whilst vengeance on his foes he throws : Move we forward to the land Where milk with honey flows. 3 Roaring floods clap hands aloud, To drive us back again ; Seas of trials vastly crowd T* affright the sons of men : Jesus bids us quiet stand, Whilst he his great salvation shows : 323 Move we forward to the land, Where miik with honey flows. 4 Seas divide before our face, And stand upon a heap ; Mighty waters, by his grace, Shrink from the fearful deep : On we march at his command, Nor dread the pow'r ot our foes : Move we forward to the land, Where milk with honey flows. 5 Love, which God to us doth show, Strikes the Egyptians dead ; Floods, which give us passage through, Return upon their head : Dead we see them on the strand, Nor can they further us pursue ; We are in Immanuel's land, Where milk with honey flows. James Relly, HYMN 490. L. M. The Healing Power of Jesus. Matt. viii. 16, 17. ix. 35. xi. 4. BEHOLD the blind their sight receive ; Behold, the dead awake and live ! The dumb speak wonders ! and the lame Leap like the hart, and bless his name ! 2 Thus doth th' Eternal Spirit own And seal the mission of his Son ; The Father vindicates his cause, While he hangs bleeding on the cross. 3 He dies ! the heavens in mourning stood ; He rises, and ascends to God ! Behold the Lord ascending high, No more to bleed, no more to die. 4 Hence and forever from my heart I bid my doubts and fear3 depart ; And to those hands my soul resign, Which bear credentials so divine, Watts. 324 A HYMN 491. S. M. Praise. Psa. lxviii. 4. ciii. 1, 4. WAKE, and sing the song Of Moses and the Lamb ; Wake every heart and every tongue, To praise the Saviour's name. 2 Sing of his dying love ; Sing of his rising power ; Sing how he intercedes above, For those whose sins he bore. 3 Sing on your heavenly way, Ye ransom'd sinners, sing ; Sing on, rejoicing every day, In Christ the eternal king. 4 Soon shall ye hear him say, " Ye blessed children, come ;" Soon will he call you hence away, And take the wand'rers home. Wesley's Coll HYMN 493. L. M. Image of the invisible. Heb. i. 3. NOW, in the face of Jesus, we God's brightest form of glory see ; Beaming with mild and heavenly rays, He ail his Father's grace displays. 2 Blest image of the eternal God, Here his rich glories shine abroad ; With a resplendent lustre shine His power, his truth, and love divine. 3 Of all creation the first born ; Of all that heaven's bright courts adorn, He as a Prince and Sov'reign reigns, Almighty power his throne sustains. 4 It pleas'd the eternal Fulness well, In Christ the Lord alone to dwell ; From this rich Fountain freely flows Complete relief for all our woes. Peacock. B 1 325 HYMN 494. C. M. Begotten again unto a lively Hope. 1 Pet. i. 3, 4. 2 Cor. v. 1. JLESS'D be the everlasting God, The Faiher of our Lord : Be his abounding mercy prais'd, His Majesty ador'd. 2 When from the dead he rais'd his Sod, And call'd him to the sky, He gave our souls a lively hope That they should never die. 3 There's an inheritance divine Reserv'd against that day ; 'Tis uncorrupted, undenTd, And cannot waste away. 4 Saints by the power of God are kept, Till the salvation come : We walk by faith, as strangers here, Till Christ shall call us home. Watts. HYMN 495. 0. M. For a Fast Day. HEN Abra'm, full of sacred awe, w Before Jehovah stood, And, with an humble, fervent prayer, For guilty Sodom su'd ; 2 With what success, what wond'rous grace, Was his petition crown'd ! The Lord would spare if in the place Ten righteous men were found. 3 And could a single pious soul So rich a boon obtain ? Good God ! and shall a nation crv, And plead with thee in vain ? 4 Our country, guilty as she is, Her num'rous saints can boast ; 28 326 See their united prayers oscend ; And shall these prayers be lost ? 5 Are not the righteous dear to thee Now as in ancient times ? Or does this sinful land exceed Gomorrah in her crimes ? 6 Still we are thine, we bear thy name, Here yet is thine abode : Long has thy presence blest our land ; Forsake us not, O God ! 7 O may our people, rulers, priests, Thy choicest blessings share ; And know thee by that glorious name, 11 The God who heareth prayV !" West Boston Call. HYMN 496. L. M. Before Sermon. lPet. iv. 11. IChron. xvi. 29, rf^OME worship at our Father's feet ; ^^ See, in his face, what wonders meet ! Words are too feeble to express His worth, his glory, or his grace. 2 When shall we climb those higher skies, Where storms and tempests never rise 1 Where he unveils his lovely face, And shines and reigns the God of grace ? 3 Nor earth, nor air, nor sun, nor stars, Nor heaven, his full resemblance bears ; His beauties we can never trace, Till we behold him face to face. Whitfield's Coll HYMN 497- S. M. Lord's Supper. Rom. xii. 4, 5. Luke xxiv. 30. 85. I^UR heavenly Father calls, ^^ And Christ invites us near ; With both, our friendship shall be sweet, And our communion clear. 327 2 God pities all our griefs ; He pardons every day ; Almighty to protect our souls, And wise to guide our way. 3 Jesus, our living Head, We bless thy faithful care ; Our Advocate before the throne, And our Forerunner there. 4 Here fix my roving heart ! Here wait my warmest love ! Tili the communion be complete Id nobler scenes above. Doddridge. HYMN 498. C. M. Blessings on Him that cometh in the Name of the Lord. LuH xiii. 35. NOW blessiDg, honour, glory, praise By angel hosts are sung ; The saints below their voices raise And join ihe heavenly throng. 2 Ador'd be he who comes to bless The nations with his love ; To show his truth and righteousness, And every cloud remove. 3 Blessed be be who comes to reiga In Zion's happy land : Jerusalem is built again* And shall forever stand. 4 No more this kingdom shall decay, No more the temple fall ; Here Jesus reigns with boundless sway, The King and Lord of all. Proud. HYMN 499. Hallelujah Metre. The Resurrection. MY life's a shade, my days Apace to death decline ; My Lord is life, he'll raise My dust again, e'en, mine j 328 Sweet truth to me, I shall arise, And with these eyes my Saviour see. 2 My peaceful grave shall keep My bones till that sweet day I wake from my long sleep, And leave my bed of clay, Sweet truth, &c. 3 My Lord his angels shall Their golden trumpets sound ; At whose most welcome call My grave shall be unbound. Sweet truth, &c. 4 I said sometimes with tears, " Ah me, I'm loth to die V s Lord, silence thou those fears, My life's with thee on high. Sweet truth, &c. 5 What means my trembling heart, To be thus shy of death ? My life and I sha'nt part, Though I resign my breathv Sweet truth, &c. HYMN 500. L. M. The Heavenly Bridegroom. Psa xxiv. 7 to 10 COME in, thou blessed, honour' d Lord, By earth, by heav'n, by all ador'd ; We hail thee welcome ; take tby throne* Aud in thy Zion reign alone. 2 Our only Lord and God thou art, Reign thou the sovereign of the heart ! Thou King of glory, ever bless'd, By angels and by men confess'd. 3 Enter thy church, thou Lord divine, And be the kingdom ever thine ! 329 We shout thee welcome to thy seat, And lay our honours at thy feet. 4 O happy church, thy bliss how great ! Thy King, in all his heavenly state, With thee for ever will reside, Thy Husband he and thou the bride. 5 O God, our grateful hearts rejoice, Since thou hast made our souls thy choice ; While here, our songs to thee shall rise, And join the chorus of the skies. Pnouri; HYMN 501. C. M. Christian Virtues. HAPPY the man whose cautious steps Still keep the golden mean : Whose life, by wisdom's rules well form'd, Declares a conscience clean. 2 Not of himself he highly thinks, Nor acts the boaster's part : His modest tongue the language speaks Of his still humbler heart. 3 Not in base scandal's arts he deals, For truth dwells in his breast : With grief he sees his neighbour's faults, And thinks and hopes the best. 4 What blessings bounteous heaven bestows, He takes with thanklul heart ; With temp'rance he both eats and drinks, And gives the poor a part. 5 To sect or party his large soul Disdains to be confin'd ; The good he loves of ev'ry name, And prays for all mankind. 6 Not on the world his heart is set, His treasure is above ; Nothing beneath the sov'reign good Can claim his highest love. Neediiant 28* 330 HYMN 503. L. M. Self-Government. ^k THOU, whose scales the mountains we igh ^-^ Whose will the raging seas obey 1 Thou who canst boist'rous winds control ! Subdue the tumults of my soul. 2 May I with equal mind sustain My lot of pleasure and of pain ; May joys and sorrows gently flow, Nor rise too high, nor sink too low. 3 Do thou my passions, Lord ! restrain, And in my soul, unrivalled, reign ; Then, with whatever loads oppress'd, Center'd in thee, my soul shall rest. 4 O when shall my still-wavering mind This sweetest self-possession find ! Fountain of joy ! I long to see In thee my peace — my heav'n in thee ! Watts, HYMN 503. L. M. Humility. WHEREFORE should man, frail child of clay. Who, from the cradle to the shroud, Lives but the insect of a day — O why should mortal man be proud 1 3 His brightest visions just appear, Then vanish and no more are found ; The stateliest pile his pride can rear, A breath may level with the ground. 3 By doubt perplex'd, in error lost, With trembling step he seeks his way : How vain of wisdom's gift the boast ! Of reason's lamp how iaintthe ray! 4 Follies and crimes, a countless sum, Are crowded in life's little span : How ill, alas ! does pride become That erring, guilty creature man ! 331 5 God of my life ! Father divine ! Give me a meek and lowly mind : In modest worth, O let me shine, And peace in humble virtue find. Enfield. HYMN 504.. L. M. Communing with our Hearts. RETURN, my roving heart, return, And chase these shadowy forms no more ; Seek out some solitude to mourn, And thy forsaken God implore. 2 Wisdom and pleasure dwell at home ; Retifd ana silent seek them there ; True conquest is ourselves t' overcome, True strength to break temptation's snare. 3 And thou, my God ! whose piercing eye Distinct surveys each deep recess, In these abstracted hours draw nigh, And with thy presence fill the place. 4 Through all the mazes of my heart, My search let heavenly wisdom guide ; And still its radiant beams impart, Till all besearch'd and purified. 5 Then, with the visits of thy love, Vouchsafe my inmost soul to cheer ; Till evVy grace shall join to prove, That God hath fix'd his dwelling there. Doddridce, HYMN 505. L. P. M. The Blessings of the Pious and Charitable THAT man is blest who stands in awe Ol God, and loves his sacred law : His seed on earth shall be renown'd ; His house the seat of wealth shall be, An inexhnusted treasury, And with successive iionours crown'd. 332 2 His liberal favours he extends, To some he gives, to others lends : And gen'rous pity fills his mind : Yet what his charity impairs, He saves by prudence in affairs. And thus he's just to all mankind. 3 His hands, while they his alms bestow'd His glory's future harvest sow'd : The sweet remembrance of the just, Like a green root revives and bears A train of blessings for his heirs, When dying nature sleeps in dust. 4 Beset with threat'ning dangers round, Unmov'd shall he maintain his ground : His conscience bears his courage up : The soul that's fill'd with virtue's light, Shines brightest in affliction's night, And sees in darkness beams ot hope. Watts. HYMN 506. C. M. Secret Devotion. FATHER Divine ! thy piercing eye Looks through the shades of night \ In deep retirement thou art nigh, With heart-discerning sight. 2 There shall that piercing eye survey My humble worship paid, With ev'ry morning's dawning ray, And ev'ry ev'ning's shade. 3 J'll leave behind each earthly care ; To thee my soul shall soar ; While grateful praise and fervent prayer Employ the silent hour, 4 So shall the visits of thy love My soul in secret bless ; So shalt thou deign, in worlds above, Thy suppliant to confess, Doddridge. 333 HYMN 507- C. M. Prayer for Support in Old Age and Death. INTERNAL Sire, enthroned oo high ! -*-^ Whom heavenly hosts adore ; Who yet to suppliant dust art nigh : Thy presence I implore. 2 O guide me clown the steep of age, And keep my passions cool ; Teach me to scan the sacred page, And practise ev'ry rule. 3 My flying years time urges on ; What's human must decay ; My friends, my youth's companions gone, Can I expect to stay ? 4 Ah ! no — then smooth the mortal hour^ On thee my hope depends : Support me with almighty pow'r, While dust to dust descends. Williams's Coll. HYMN 508. C. M. An Evening Hymn. CEE ! the bright monarch of the day *^ In ocean dips his beams ; While from his brow a parting ray In milder glory streams. 2 The moon, pale empress of the night, In sweet succession reigns ; And finely paints, with silver light, The mountains, vales, and plains. 3 The planets in progression rise And shine from pole to pole ; Their pleasing course delights our eyes, And charms th' attentive soul. 4 The starry arch in grandeur glows, Through all its ample round : Great God ! thy power no limit knows, Thy wisdom knows no bound. ffcftf. Magazine. 334 HYMN 509- Eight, Eight, and Six Metre. Close of Service. LORD, may thy humble servants here Thy words regard with watchful care, And with affection strong ; May no false charm cause us to stray From wisdom's strait and narrow way, Forbidden paths among. 2 While we recount thy favours o'er, And contemplate that boundless store Whence all our comforts flow, May gratitude to thee arise, While ev'ry sin within us dies, And each internal toe. 3 Wash'd by thy word of truth from sin, May purity be found within These heatts which sin beguil'd ; And O f thou kindest friend above, Preserve us by thy constant love From that which has defil'd. 4 Through all our future days may we With circumspection worship thee, In spirit and in truth ; And when decaying nature dies, Grant us a mansion in the skies To bloom in endless youth. H. Ballov. HYMN 510. Eight. Right and Six Metre. Call to true Liberty. YE heavy-laden'd, come repose, Forsake your burdens and your woes, And enter into rest ; In error's night why will you roam, Like wand'rers lost and far from home ? To grace, you're welcome guests. 2 Why longer will you peace refuse, Sin's servitude and bondage choose, In room of liberty ? 335 Hark, hear the voice of Jesus cry, " To me, ye weary souls draw uigb, My grace shall set you free. 3 Vain, haughty souls, my meekness learn ; Humility shall soon disarm The tyrant of the heart ; From burdens give a full discharge, From bondage shall the soul enlarge, And peace divine impart. 4 Burdens are light impos'd by me ; My service is true liberty ; Freedom ray laws require : Come, then, my easy yoke receive, My laws obey, my grace believe, The fulness of desire." H. Ballou. HYMN 511. Six Line Long Metre. Before or after Sermon. Ps. cxix. 33, 36. WHILE here as wand'ring sheep we stray, Teach us, O teach us, Lord, thy way ! Dispose our hearts, with willing awe, To love thy word, and keep thy law • That, by thy guiding precepts led, Our feet the paths of truth may tread. 2 Great source of light to all below ! Teach us thy holy will to know ; Teach us to read thy word aright, And make it our supreme delight ; That, purged from vain desires, our mind In thee its only good may find. 3 Maker, Instructer, Judge of all, O hear us when on thee we call ! To us, all-bounteous Lord, dispense Thy grace, and guiding influence! Preserve us in thy holy ways, And teach our hearts to speak thy praise ! Merjuck. 336 HYMN" 512. Sevens Metre. The acceptable Worshipper. Ps. xv* WHO shall tow'rds thy chosen seat Turn, O Lord, his favour'd feet ? Who shall at thine altar bend 2 Who shall Zion's hill ascend ? Who, g^eat God, a welcome guest, On thy holy mountain rest ? 2 He whose heart thy love has warm'd ; He whose will, to thine conformed, Bids his life unsullied run; He whose word and thought are one ; Who, from sin's contagion free, Lifts his willing soul to thee. 3 He, who thus, with heart unstain'd, Treads the path by thee ordain'd, He shall tow'rds thy chosen seat Turn, O Lord, his favour'd feet ; He thy ceaseless care shall prove, He shall share thy constant love. Merrick. g HYMN 513. I.. M. Hymn to the Deity. RE ATEST of beings, Source of life, Sov'reign of air, of earth, and sea ! All nature feels thy pow'r; but man A grateful tribute pays to thee. 2 Subject to wants, to thee he looks, And from thy goodness seeks supplies : And when oppress'd with guilt he mourns, Thy mercy lifts him to the skies. 3 Children, whose little minds, unform'd, Ne'er rais'd a tender thought to heaven ; And men, whom reason lifts to God, Tho' oft by passion downward driv'n: 4 Those too, who bend with age and care, And faint and tremble near the tomb ; 337 Who, eick'mng at the present scene. Sigh for that better state to come : 5 All, great Creator ! all are thine ; All feel thy providential care ; And through each varying scene of life Alike thy constant pity share. 8 And whether grief oppress the heart, Or whether joy elate the breast ; Or life still keep its little course, Or death invite the heart to rest : 7 All are thy messengers, and all Thy sacred pleasure, Lord, obey : And all are training- man to dwell Nearer to bliss, and nearer thee. Dyer. HYMN 514. C. M. For the Communion. WHEN Asia's mighty conqueror died, His followers shared his realm, Yet, O how soon did ruin's tide Them and their thrones o'erwhelra ! 2 Had every monarch from bis throne By Jesus' arm been hurfd ; Had he, the conqueror, held alone The sceptre of the world ; — 3 Had his apostles shared the globe ; Had all the orient gems That deck the royal Persian's robe Blaz'd on their diadems : — 4 Tbron'd on the Egyptian's pyramid, Old Time had seen their power All crumble, as the Grecian's did, And wither like a flower. 5 This Jesus knew : and, ere the thorns Around his head were prest, The banquet which this board adorn* He spread for all % and blest* 29 338 6 Then gave he gems of hope to shine Around this goblet's brim : Then dropp'd a pearl into this wine, — The memory of him. Pierpont, HYMN 515- Hallelujah Metre. Grateful Praise. rjpO your creator God, -* Your great preserver, raise, Ye creatures of his band, Your highest notes of praise : Let every voice His name adore, proclaim his power, And loud rejoice, 2 Thou source of light and heat, Bright sov'reign of the day, Dispensing blessings round, With all-diffusive ray ; From morn to night, Record his name, with every beam ; Who made thee bright* 3 Fair regent of the night, With all thy starry train, Which rise in silent hosts, To gild the azure plain ; With countless ray3 Prolong the theme, declare his name, Reflect his praise. 4 Let all the creatures join, To celebrate his name, And all their various powers Assist trT exalted theme. Let nature raise A general song from every tongue Of grateful praise. 5 But oh ! from human tongues Should nobler praises flow m 7 339 And every thankful heart, With warm devotion glow : Your voiees raise, Above the rest, ye highly blest ; Declare his praise. Mrs. Steele. HYMN 516. C. M. Creation of Man. A GOD, a God, the wide earth shouts ! A GOD ! the heavens reply : He moulded in his palm the world, And hung it in the sky. 2 " Let us make mar." : — with beauty clad, And health in every vein, And reason thron'd upon his brow, Stepp'd forth majestic man. 3 Around he turned his wond'ring eyes, All nature's works surveys ; Admires the earth, the skies, himself; And tries his tongue in praise. 4 Ye hills, and vales ! ye meads, and woods } Sun ! with o'erpowering glare, Fair creatures, tell me, if ye can, From whence, and what ye are ? o What parent power, all great and good, Do these around me own ? Tell me, creation, tell me how T* adore the vast unknown ! Darwin HYMN 517. C. M. The Example of Jesus. 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 empioy* 340 3 Lowly in heart, to all his friends A friend and servant found, He wash'd their feet, he wip'd their tears^' And heal'd each bleeding wound. 4 Midst 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 iiis task pursu'd ; While humble pray'r and holy faith His fainting strength renew'd. 6 In the last hour oTdeep distress, Before his Father's throne, With soul resign'd he bow'd, and said, " Thy w^l, not mine, be done !" 7 Be Christ our pattern, and our guide ! His image may we bear ! O may we tread his holy steps, His joy and glory share ! Enfield. HYMN 518. C. M. Christian Charity. BEHOLD, where, breathing love divine, Our dying master stands I His weeping followers gathering round, Receive his last commands. 2 From that mild teacher's parting lips What tender accents fell ! The gentle precept which he gave Became its author well. 3 Blest is the man, whose soft'ning heart Feels all another's pain ; To whom the supplicating eye Was never rais'd in vain : 4 Whose breast expands with gen'rous warmtu A stranger's woq to feel ; 341 And bleeds in pity o'er the wound He wants the pow'r to heal. 5 He spreads his kind supporting arms To ev'ry child of grief : His secret bounty largely flows And brings unask'd relief. 6 To gentle offices of love His feet are never slow : H<- views through mercy's melting eye A brother in a foe. 7 Peace from the bosom of his God, My peace to him I give ; And when he kneels before his throne. His trembling soul shall live. 8 To him protection shall be shown, And mercy from above Descend on those who thus fulfil The perfect law of love. Barbaule, HYMN 519. C. M. The aged Christian's Prayer. Ps. lxxi. 17, IS /^OD of my childhood, and my youth, ^-* The guide of all my days ! I have declared thy heavenly truth, I've seen thy wondrous ways. 2 Wilt thou forsake my hoary hairs, And leave my fainting heart ? Who 9hall sustain my sinking years, If God, my strength, depart ? 3 Let me thy pow'r and truth proclaim To the surviving age : And leave a savour of thy name When I shall quit the stage. 4 The land of silence and of death Attends my next remove : Oh ! may these poor remains of breath Proclaim thy boundless love ! Watts, 29* 34i HY/MN 520. S. M. Reliance upon God. T%/1 Y Father ! — cheering name ! •*■▼-»- O may I call thee mine ! Give me with humble hope to claim A portion so divine. 2 This can my fears control, And bid my sorrows fly ; What real harm can reach my soul Beneath my father's eye ? 3 Whatever thy will denies I calmly would resign ; For thou art just, and good, and wise : O bend my will to thine ! 4 Whatever thy will ordains, give me strength to bear ; Still let me know a father reigns, And trust a father's care. 5 If anguish rend this frame, And life almost depart; Is not thy mercy still the same To cheer my drooping heart I 6 Thy ways are little known To my weak erring sight; Yet shall my soul, believing, own That all thy ways are right. 7 My Father ! — blissful name! Above expression dear ! If thou accept my humble claim, 1 bid adieu to fear. Mrs. Steel* HYMN 521. s. M. Light and Deliverance. ^I^HE trav'ller, lost in night, -*- Breathes many a longing sigh, \nd marks the welcome dawn of light. With rapture in his eye. 343 •2 Thus sweet the dawn of day Which weary sinners find, When mercy with reviving ray Beams o'er the fainting mind. 3 To slaves oppressed with chains, How kind, bow dear the friend, Whose gen'rous hand relieves their pains, And bids their sorrows end ! 4 Thus dear that friend divine, Who rescues captive souls ; Unbinds the galling chains of sin, And all its power controls. 5 My God ! to gospel light My dawn of hope I owe ; Once, wand'ring in the shades of night, And sunk in hopeless woe. 6 Thy hand redeem'd the slave, And set the pris'ner free : Be all I am, and all I have, Devoted, Lord, to thee ! Mrs. Steele. HYMN 528. C. M. The Vicissitudes of Providence. ^T^HE gifts indulgent heaven bestows -*• Are variously convey 'd ; The human mind, like nature, knows Alternate light and shade. I While changing aspects all things wear, Can we expect to find Unclouded sunshine all the year, Or constant peace of mind ? 3 More gaily smiles the blooming spring, When wintry storms are o'er ; Retreating sorrow thus may bring Delights unknown before. 344 4 Then, christian ! send tby fears away, Nor sink in gloomy care ; Though clouds o'erspread the scene to-day, To-morrow may be fair. Mrs. Steele. HYMN 523. P. M. God the only Refuge of the Afflicted. HOW vast is the tribute I owe Of gratitude, homage, and praise To the giver of all I possess, The life and the length of my days ! 2 Thou alone, the author of all ! The faithful, unchangeable friend ! Thou alone our griefs canst remove, Thou alone from evils defend. 3 When the sorrows I boded were come, I pour'd out my sighs and my tears ; To him who alone can relieve My soul breath'd her vows and her pray'rs, 4 When my heart throbb'd pain and alarm, When paleness my cheek overspread, When sickness pervaded my frame ; My soul on my Maker was staid. o When death's awful image was nigh, And no one was able to save, Thou brighten'st the valley of death, And illum'st the gloom of the grave. 6 In mercy thy spirit dispels The shade of calamity's night ; And turns the sad scenes of despair To mornings of joy and delight. 7 Great source of my comforts restor'd ! Thou healer and balm of my woes ! Thou hope and desire of my soul I On mercy I'll ever repose. 8 How boundless the gratitude due To thee, O thou God of my praise, The fountain of all I possess, The light and the life of my days ! Jervis. 345 HYMN 524. Six Line Long Metre. Imploring divine Mercy. Ps cxxs. OUT of the depth of sad distress, The gloomy mazes of despair, To heaven we raise our warm address ; Deign, O our God ! to hear our pray'r : O let thine ear indulge our grief, For thy indulgence is relief. 2 Shouldst thou, O God ! minutely scan Our faults, and as severely chide ; No mortal seed of sinful man Could such a scrutiny abide: But mercy shines in all thy ways, Bright theme of universal praise ! 3 With longing eyes we seek the Lord, Before his throne our souls attend : Firmly on his eternal word Our faith is fix'd, our hopes depend : On wings of love our souls shall rise In contemplation to the skies. 1 Ye pious minds ! on God rely: With full assurance in him trust ; He sends redemption from on high, And raises sinners from the dust : He will at length absolve his heirs, From all their guilt and all their fears. Denham. HYMN 525. Sevens Metre. A Penitential Hymn. GOD of mercy ! God of love ! Hear our sad repentant song ; Sorrow dwells on ev'ry face, Penitence on ev'ry tongue. c 2 Deep regret for follies past, Talents wasted, time mispent ; Hearts debas'd by worldly cares, Thankless for the blessings lent. 346 3 Foolish fear and fond desires, Vain regrets for things as vain ; Lips too seldom taught to praise, Oft to murmur ?nd complain — 4 These, and every secret fault, Filled with grief and shame we own* Humbled, at thy feet we lie, Seeking pardon from thy throne. 5 God of mercy 1 God of grace ! Hear our sad repentant songs ; O restore thy suppliant race, Thou to whom our praise belongs ! Taylob HYMN 526. C. M. The Designs of Providence in the Changes and Revolutions of the World. d~^ OD, to correct the world, ^* In wrath is slow to rise ; But comes at length in thunder cloth'd, And darkness veils the skies. 2 His banners, lifted high, The nations' God declare ; Stain'd with blood, with terrors mark'd Spread wonder and despair. 3 All earthly pomp and pride Are in his presence lost ; Empires o'erturn'd, thrones, sceptres, crowns, In wild confusion tost. 4 While war and wo prevail, And desolation wide; In God, the sov'reign Lord of all, The righteous still confide. 5 Mysterious is the course Of his tremendous way : His path is in the trackless winds, And in the foaming sea. 6 Yet, though now wrapt in clouds, And from our view conceal'd ; 347 The righteous Judge will soon appear, In majesty reveal'd ! 7 He'll curb the lawless powY, The deadly wrath of man ; And all the windings will unfold Of his own gracious plan. Jervis altered. HYMN 527. Six Line Long Metre. Thanksgiving for National Prosperity. TTOW rich thy gifts, almighty king ! -■--■- From thee our public blessings spring : The extended trade, the fruitful skies, The treasures liberty bestows, Th' eternal joys the gospel shows, All from thy boundless goodness rise. I Here commerce spreads the wealthy store, Which pours from every foreign shore ; Science and art their charms display ; Religion teaches us to raise Our voices to our maker's praise, As truth and conscience point the way. 3 With grateful hearts, with joyful tongues, To God we raise united songs, Here still may God in mercy reign ; Crown our just counsels with success, With peace and joy our borders bless, And all our sacred rights maintain, Kippis. HYMN 528. Hallelujah Metre. God our Preserver in a sickly Season. Ps. cxxi. UPWARD we lift our eyes, From God is all our aid ; The God who buiit the skies, Who4±arth and nature made. God is the tow'r To which we fly ; his grace is nigh In ev'ry hour. 2 Our feet shall never slide, Nor fall in fatal snares, 348 Since God, our guard and guide, Defends us from our fears. Those wakeful eyes, That never sleep, thy servants keep When dangers rise. .1 No burning heats by day, Nor blasts of ev'ning air, Snail take our health away If God be with us there. Thou art our sun, And thou our shade, to guard our head By night or noon. 4 Hast thou not giv'n thy word To save our souls from death ? And we can trust thee, Lord, To keep our mortal breath : We'll go and come, Nor fear to die, till from on high Thou call us come. Watts. w HYMN 529. Sevens Metre. Meditations in the Night Season. HAT though downy slumbers flea, Strangers to my couch and me ; While with God's protection blest, Cares acid tears ne'er haunt my breast, 2 While the empress of the night Scatters mild her silver light; While the vivid planets stray Various through their mystic way • 3 While the stars unnumber'd roll Round the ever-constant pole; Far above these spangled skies, All my soul to God shall rise. 4 Midst the silence of the night Mingling with those angels bright, Whose harmonious voices raise Ceaseless love and ceaseless praise; 349 5 Midst the throng his gentle ear Shall my grateful accents hear : From on high will he impart Secret comfort to my heart ; 6 Lifting all my thoughts above, On the wings of taith and love, Blest alternative to me, Thus to sleep, or wake, with thee ! Doddridge. HYMN 530. P. M. Concluding Hymn of General Praise, ONE general song of praise arise To him whose goodness ceaseless flows ; Who dwells enthron'd beyond the skies, And lite, and breath, on all bestows. Great source of intellect, thine ear Benign receives our vows sincere ; Rise then, our active powers, your task fulfil, And give to him your praise, responsive to our will. 2 Let all of good their bosom fires, To him, sole good, give praises due : Let all the truth himself inspires, Unite to sing him only true. To him our every thought asceud, To him our hopes, our vvishes bend. From earth's wide bounds let louder hymns arise, And his own woid convey the pious sacrifice. 3 In ardent adoration join'd, Obedient to thy holy will, L^t all our faculties combined, Thy just desires, O God, fulfil. From tnee' deriv'd, eternal king, To tSee our noblest powers we bring : O may thy hand direct our wandering way, O bid thy light arise and cha^e the clouds away. 30 350 HYMN 531. S. M. '• As in Adam all die, even so in Christ shall all be made alive." IN God's eternity, Shall there a day arise, "When all that's born of men shall be With Jesus in the skies. 2 As night before the ray Of morning flees away, Sin shall retire before the blaze Of God's eternal day. 3 As music fills the grove, When stormy clouds are past, Sweet anthems, of redeeming love, Shall all employ at last. 4 Redeem'd from death and sin, Shall Adam's num'rous race, A ceaseless song of praise begin, And shout redeeming grace. H. Ballov. HYMN 532. C. M. A Prayer. OTHOU, whose power the mountains form'd, And made the sea his bed ; Who sat his raging waves their bound, And all his caverns hid. 2 The mountains thy commands obey, The seas thy power confess ; Thou dost their caverns deep survey, And every dark recess. 3 O'er mountains of our sins, O Lord, Wilt thou thy hand extend, And to thy gracious, pardoning word Their lofty summits bend. 4 And o'er the raging seas of guilt, May thy rich grace abound, While in the blood which Jesus spilt, E$ch angry wave is drownVL 351 6 In darkest caverns of the heart, Wilt thou thy light display ; And to the visual pow'r impart, Thine own eternal day. H. Ballou. HYMN 533. C. M. The Success of the Gospel. THE thirsty earth receives the rain, And drinks the cooling show'rs ; Fresh verdure re-adorns the plain, And wakes the drooping flow'rs. % The blushing mead, the fertile field, Shall be with blessings fill'd, And seed to him m plenty yield, Who has its bosom till'd. 3 Rich harvest round the world shall spread, God's goodness all shall see ; And every mouth with finest bread Shall satisfied be* 4 The living word of life divine Its conquests shall extend ; Till every heart, in every clime, Shall in submission bend. 5 Uninterrupted hymns shall flow From every creature's tongue : And praise harmonious below, In concert shall be sung. Wallace. HYMN 534.. L. M. The Pleasures of Public Worship. ¥ N social temples here we meet, A Our God to worship as we please : We find the blest occasion sweet, And happy in supreme degrees. 2 In this our highly favour'd land. No civil power can interfere : 362 Nor issue edicts of command To mar our sacred pleasures here, 3 We sit beneath the gospel vine, And in its cooling shade repose; Refresh our spirits with its wine, And in the pleasure lose our woes, 4 In it we have unfading health ; Our sins, our pains, our sorrows heal'd : It opens stores of boundless wealth, In the eternal cov'nant seal'd. 5 Then let us tune the joyful string, And speak of mercy in our song ; To God our thankful offVings bring, To whom our praises all belong. Wallace. HYMN 535. 0. M. The Cause of Labour and Reproach. WHY should the servants of the Lord ? Who labour in his name, Be made to bear the scoffing word Of base reproach and shame ? 2 Why are the messengers of peace Reviled and abus'd ? And why their messages of grace So carelessly refus'd ? 3 Because they trust in God alone, And human creeds deny ; That he will bring the nations home. And raise his glory high. 4 But they shall prosper and succeed, And truth triumphant roll ; Till all shall know the Lord indeed, On earth, from pole to pole. 5 All shall the gospel voice obey, Its blessings shall receive ; But blest especially are they Who now do it believe, Wallace 353 HYMN 536. S. M. Devotion. LET pure devotion rise, And kindle to a flame, Ascend like incense to the skies, In 0!;r Redeemer's name. How perfect and how free Our heavenly Father's love, He gave his only son that we Might dwell with him above. His word, like drops of dew, Descends on every heart, Subdues and fashions us anew, And bids our sins depart. His grace our faith sustains, And dissipates our fear : Binds all our wounds, abates our pains, And gives us comfort here. He bids our willing eyes Look through the gloomy shade, To joys immortal iu the skies, That never cloy nor fade. Wallace H HVM.V 537. L. M. The Greatness and Glory of God's Works OW great is our Creator God, In wisdom, majesty and might ; Wlten he displays his power abroad, And brings his wonders forth to light. Behold what cloudy columns rise, Terrific as the shades of night ; What peals ol thunder rend the skies, The light'ning, how sublimely bright. How dreadful is the threat'ning hail ; Tu' approaching tempest, O how grand 30* 354 What terror doth the mind assail, When deep convulsions shake the land. 4 The seas with hollow murmurs groan, The bowels of the mountains flame ; The elements affrighted own The awful greatness of thy name. 5 Almighty God ! thy chariot wheels In solemn pomp and grandeur roll ; Thy presence trembling nature feels, And humble rev'rence fills our souls. Wallace, HYMN 538. C. M. Pleasing- Contemplations on Nature. WHAT beauteous visions, clear and bright. Attract our ravish'd eyes ; By shining day, and silent night, On earth and in the skies. 2 The dawning beam of morn how clear, That bids the night adieu ; How pleasant do those rays appear, That gild the early dew. 3 How soft, how sweet, that robe of green, That virgin nature wears ; How lovely is the flow'ry scene She on her bosom bears. 4 Those fleecy clouds that float on high Are pleasing to behold ; And bright the jewels of the sky, Cerulean, set with gold. Thus nature smiles in liv'ry gay, Doth heavenly wisdom tell, \nd whispers goodness in the ray, That bids the day farewell. Wallace 35S HYMN 539. S. M. Christ the Tree of Life. BEHOLD the living tree, Th ? inspired prophet saw * Whose fruit is to ail nations free, Unguarded by the law. No flaming swords descend The garden's sacred ground ; No dire denunciations rend The ear with piercing sound. Come, and its fruit partake. Its healing leaves apply; Its virtues will re-animate And raise your spirits high. 'Tis for the nations r use, To heal their every wound ; Its colours, and its balmy juice, Make health and life abound* 'Tis Jesus Christ the Lord, Prefigur'd by the tree ; The gospel is the healing word, That sets the sinner free. Wallace. HYMN 540. C. M. Grateful Recognition of Divine Goodness TO thee, O God, my thoughts ascend, My joy and glory here \ My portion and my heavenly friend. And my Redeemer dear. \ Mercy and tenderness and grace, And truth, with love divine, Appear in thy sweet smiling face, And with compassion shine. I I find a full supply for all My wants, O God, iu thee ; Thine ear attends my every call $ Thy goodness succours me. 356 4 In evening shadows, when I sleep, Or morning when I rise, Thou dost my moments safely keep, Aud bring me rich supplies. 5 Thy tender mercies, Lord, I trace In all my paths around ; And ev'ry day. in ev'ry place, Thy fulness doth abouud. 6 Friendship and safety, rest and health From thy compassion flow ; And stores of intellectual wealth Thou freely dost bestow. 7 Receive my humble thankfulness, As all I can return ; And let not thy abundant grace The willing off 'ring spurn. Wallace* HYMN 541. C. M. Shortness of Time improved. TWIIME wings our moments swift away ; M- Again the shades appear ; Ev'ning returns ; the close of day Comes with the rolling sphere. 2 Thus we to dissolution tend ; Our steps approach the urn ; Our lives approximate their end, Aud we to dust return. 3 May we improve the solemn thought With understanding mind ; Be wisdom by experience taught, And we to heaven resign'd. 4 Sure this abode of mortal clay Is not our piace of rest ; Bui we approach a perfect day, To be more richly blest. 357 5 Then let our hearts in love rejoice At night's returning shade, Aud with a happy, cheerful voice, Its silent reign pervade. Wallace. HYMN 543. L. M. The Christian Sabbath. A NOTHER six days work is done, -«■ Another sabbath is begun ; Improve, my soul ! the sacred rest, And learn for ever to be bless'd. 2 This day may our devotions rise As grateful incense to the skies ; May heaven that peace divine bestow, Which none but they who feel it, know, 3 This holy calm within the breast, Prepares for that eternal rest, Which 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 ; How sweet this sabbath thus to spend, Fn hope of that which ne'er shall end ! Stennet. HYMN 543. L. M. God our Shepherd aud Guardian. S the good shepherd gently leads A' His wandering Hocks to verdant meads, Where winding rivers, soft and slow, Aatid the flowery landscape flow ; So God, the guardian of my soul, Does all my erring steps control : When lost in sin's perplexing maze, He brings me back to virtue's ways. 358 3 Though T should journey through the plains Where death in all his horror reigns, My steadfast heart no ill shall fear, For thou, my God ! art with me there. 4 Thine ever-watchful providence Is my support and my defence : With thee I am of all possessed, And in thy favour, fully blessed. 5 O bounteous God ! my future days Shall be devoted to thy praise ; And in thy house, thy sacred name And wond'rous grace shall be my theme. Pope's Co li. HYMN 5U. Sevens Metre. Commencement of Publick Worship. AT the portals of thy house, Lord ! we leave our mortal cares \ Nobler thoughts our souls engage, Songs of praise and fervent 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 heavenly way, To their feet thy light afford : Let the world united join To extol thy love divine. J. Taylor, HYMN 545. S. M. The Pleasures of Religion. COME, ye who love the Lord ! And let your joys be known: Join in a song with sweet accord, And thus surround his throne. 2 The sorrows of the mind Be banished from this place ! Religion never was designed To make your pleasures less. 359 3 God, your eternal Friend, No present good denies ; And when the scenes of time shall end, Will call you to the skies. 4 There shall you see his face, And never, never sin : There from the rivers of his grace, Drink endless pleasures in. 5 The sons of God have found, GJory begun below : Celestial fruits, on earthly ground, From faith and hope may grow. Q Then let our sorrows cease, And every tear be dry ; We're travelling through the paths of peace To fairer worlds on high. Wat$s> HYMN 546. L. P. M. God the unfailing Source of Good. GIVE to the Lord, in cheerful songs, The praise that to his name belongs, Whose goodness still unceasing flows • Repeat his name with grateful mind, Who, ever good and ever kind, Nor change, nor variation knows. 2 Sovereign atone of earth and sky ! On thee, for every hour's supply, Thy various creatures all depend ; Man, whom thy light has given to know The source whence all his blessing* flow, Views in his God his kindest friend ! 3 Yet still our notes we'll higher raise, To celebrate in ardent praise Eiernal life through Jesus given ; Tny gracious messenger he came, For ever blessed be thy name 1 \nd pointed out the way to heaven. Exeter Coll 360 HYMN S47- L. M. The blessings of Divine Worship. GOD in his earthly 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 prayer. 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 soul for joys above. 5 Father supreme ! whose sovereign sway, All worlds, all beings must obey ; May our first wish and object be, On earth, in heaven, to dwell with thee. Exeter Coll. HYMN 348. L. P. M. The Works and the Word of God. GREAT God, the heaven's well ordered frame Declares the glories of thy name ; There thy rich works of wonder shine : A thousand starry beauties there, A thousand radiant marks appear Or boundles* power, and skill divine. % From night to day, from day tonight, The dawning and the dying light Lectures of heav'nly wisdom read; With silent eloquence, they raisp, Our thoughts io the Creator's praise, And neither sound nor language need. 361 3 Yet their divine instructions run Wide as tbe circuit oi the sun, And every nation knows their voice ; The sun, in robes of splendour dressed, Breaks from the chambers of the eaong : And love and gratitude divine Attune my joyful tongue. Mrs. Steele, HYMN 57d. L. M. Ihe Resurrection. Matt, xxvii. 2 — 4. nj^HE silent noon of night was past, -*• The moon was bright in silver sheen, When sudden gloom the sky o'ercast, And quench'd in darkness all the scene. 2 The centinels around the tomb, In which the murder'd Jesus lay, Look'd forward from the dreary gloom With anxious eyes for coming day. 3 But, hark ! beneath the rumbling earth Began with inward roars to rock, As if her entrails from their girth Were bursting with impetuous shock. 4 Th' affrighted soldiers rais'd their eyos To angry Heav'n in fear-form'd pray'r ! But, lo ! new terror in the skies ! A mighty spirit in the air. 5 Like ligbt'niugs fire his countenance beam'd, His garments glitter'd white as snow ; Wrapp'd in a blaze of light, he seem'd Descending tow'rds the earth below. 6 They sunk, in terror overwhelm'd, Struck to the quaking ground with dread : The iron warrior, mail d and helm'd, Lay pale and senseless as the dead. 7 Soon to the earth the seraph came, Soon was the rocky door thrown wide, Ttie quick-returning vital flame Re-animates the Crucified ! 8 With radiant glory compass'd round, Forth walks the Conqueror girt with might ; 383 The prostrate seraph licks the ground, Eclips'd in his Creator's light. 9 How chang'd the scene ! — of late, the mirth And passive scorn of soldiers rude : But now, while they lie stretched on earth, He walks, too glorious to be view'd. 10 Behold yon tyrant ! stript and bare, Li his own fetters bound, he lies ; His sceptre broken, while the air Is troubled with his wailing cries. 11 Well may'st thou wail ! the time draws nigb, (This Resurrection seals the doom) When thou, with all thy pow'r shall d e, And all thy captives leave the tomb. J. M. G. HYMN 577- C. M. Widow. THOUGH faint and sick, and worn away With poverty and woe, My widow'd feet are doom'd to stray Mid thorny paths below ; 2 Be thou, O Lord ! my Saviour still— My confidence and guide ! I know that perfect is Thy will, Whate'er that will decide. 3 I know the soul that trusts in Thee Thou never wilt forsake ; And though a bruised reed I be, That reed thou wilt not break. 4 Then, keep me, Lord ! where'er I go- Support me on my way ; Though worn with poverty and woe, My widow'd footsteps stray ! 3 To give my weakness strength, O God ! Thy staff shall yet avail : And though thou chasten with thy rod, That staff shall never fail, E. W— c, 384 HYMN 578. 0. M. The Condescension of God. Kings viii. $7. ETERNAL pow'r, almighty God, Who can approach thy throne ? Accessless light is thy abode, To angel-eyes unknown. 2 Before the radiance of thine eye The heav'ns no longer shine, And all the glories of the sky Are but the shade of thine. 3 Great God, and wilt thou condescend To cast a look below, To this vile world thy notice bend, These seats of sin and woe ? 4 But oh ! to show thy smiling face, To bring thy glories near — Amazing and transporting grace To dwell with mortals here ! 5 How strange ! how awful is thy love ! With trembling we adore : Not all the exalted minds above Its wonders can explore. While golden harps, and angel tongues Resound immortal lays, Great God, permit our humble songs To rise aud mean tby praise. Mrs. Steele. INDEX TO THE FIRST LINES OF THE HYMNS. HYMN Abide with us, the evening shades 565 Absurd and vain attempt to bind 284 Again our weakly labours end 34 Again the Lord of life and light T 38 A God, a God, the wide earth shouts 516 Ah ! wretched souls, who strive in vain 285 A joyful song to God 253 All earthly charms, however dear 471 All hail, mysterious King 286 All hail, victorious Saviour, hail 287 All hail, redeeming Lord 488 All hail the power of Jesus' name 76 AH-knowing God, 'tis thine to know 288 All nature feels attractive pow'r 480 All nature speaks, let men give ear 43 Almighty Author of my frame 568 Almighty Maker, Lord of all 413 Almighty goodness, power divine 132 Almighty Maker, God 133 Amazing, beauteous change 397 Amidst the heavenly powers sublime 193 And will the Majesty of Heaven 208 And will the Eternal King 418 And is the gospel peace and love 289 And why do Christians thus contend 342 Angels, roll the rock away 18 Another six days' work is done 542 Are not thy mercies sovereign still 415 Arise, and hail the happy day 15 Arise from thy wilderness state 244 As the good shepherd gently leads 543 As we advance in wisdom's ways 173 As shepherds in Jewry were guarding their sheep 434 As showers on meadows newly mown 11 At the portals of thy house 544 At thy command, our blessed Lord 291 Attend whilst God's exalted son 290 Attend, my soul, with reverent awe 402 Awake, my soul, iift up thine eyes 292 Awake, our drowsy souls 29J Awake our souls, away our fears 294 33 386 HYMN Awake, my soul, awake my tongue 315 Awake, and sing the song 481 Awake, our souls, and bless his name 79 Awake, my soul, in joyful lays 88 Away with our sorrow and fear ]7i Away from every mortal care 295 Away with our fears, the glad morning appears 433 B Bear me, ye spirits of the blest 256 Before Jehovah's awful throne 125 Before the rosy dawn of day 261 Begin, my soul, th' exalted lay 168 Begin, my soul, the lofty strain .129 Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme 296 Behold the brilliant sun 45 Behold, where in a mortal form 517 Behold where, breathing love divine 518 Behold the living tree 539 Behold, the blind their sight receive 490 Behold that wise, that perfect law 319 Behold the long-expected light 238 Behold on Zion's heavenly shore 248 Behold the visions brighter grow 249 Behold the light, now see it rise 260 Behold the sun, whose cheering light 50 Behold the new-born infant griev'd 297 Behold what wond'rous grace 298 Behold the corner-stone 152 Behold the mighty God 111 Behold the morning sun 60 Behold the love, the generous love 66 Blest are the souls who hear and know 142 Blest are the sons of peace 159 Blest are the humble souls that see 299 Bless'd are the eyes that see 485 Blest be the everlasting God 494 Blest instructor, from thy ways 230 Bless'd is the man whose tender care 69 Blow ye the trumpet, blow 484 Bright source of intellectual rays 321 By faith may Jesus dwell 345 By grace the great salvation comes 108 Canaan promis'd is before 489 Celestial Father, Sire of man 441 Celestial worlds, your Maker's name 130 Celestial power above 49 Children of the Heavenly King 92 Christians, dismiss your fear 396 Children, in years and knowledge youn* 213 3S7 t hrUl's birth and circumcision too 436 Come, thou long-expeeted Jeaus 6 Come, pay the worship God requires 25 Come, thou fount of every blessing 99 Come, let us join our cheerful songs 170 Come, thou almighty King; 917 One, sing a Saviour's power 239 Come, blessed Lord, descend and dwell 300 Come, sound hi? praise abroad 122 Come, holy Spirit, heavenly dove 423 Come, O thou universal Good 430 Come, sinners, to the gospel feast 432 Come, said Jesus' sacred voice 46'2 Come, worship at our Father's feet 496* Come in, thou blessed, honour'd Lord 500 Come ye who love the Lord 545 Come thou desire of all thy saints 570 Come serve the Lord with love and joy 263 D Daughters of pity tune the lay, 481 David rejoiced in God his strength 6i Dear Lord, behold thy servants here 257 Dear Lurd, behold thy children here 340 Early, my God, without delay 74 Eternal God, Almighty Cause 301 Kternal God, I bless thy name 302 Eternal Power, whose high abode 303 Eteroalsource of joys divine 411 Eternal source of life and light 414 Eternal and Immortal King 477 Eternal Sire, enthron'd on high 507 Eternal Spirit, source of light 553 Eternal pow'r, Almighty God 578 Exalted Prince of life we own 19 Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss 229 Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone 304 Far from mortal cares retreating 29 Far hence, each superstition vain 324 Far from the-e scenes of night 552 Father, how wide thy glory ^hines gj Father of mercies, send thy grace 96* Father of mercies, in thy word o Father of all, omniscient mind 197 Father of lights we sing thy name 205 Father Divine, thy piercing eye 506 Father of all, whose powerful voice 435 Forsake my soul, the tents of sin 474 388 HYMN Folly builds upon the sand 305 Fools in their hearts believe and say 55 For thee, O God, our constant praise 137 From all that dwell below the skies 8 From Jesse's root a branch did rise 301 From worship now thy church dismiss 352 G Give to our God immortal praise 385 Give to the Lord in cheerful songs 546 Glory be to God on high. Hallelujah 127 Glory to God on high be given 329 God is a spirit, just and wise 27 God to correct the world 526 God of my strength to^thee I cry 407 God of our lives, whose bounteous care 131 God is the Lord, the heavenly King 138 God moves in a mysterious way 184 God is a name my soul adores 192 God in the gospel of his son 306 God reigns, events in order flow 307 God of my mercy and my praise 395 God our kind Master, merciful as just 412 God of mercy, God of love 525 God, in his earthly temples, lays 547 God of my childhood and my youth 519 God is our refuge in distress 271 Go, worship at Immanuel's feet 281 Go, saith a risen Saviour, go 105 Grant us a visit, dearest Lord 359 Grateful notes and numbers bring 164 Greatest of beings, source of life 513 Great Father of mankind 308 Great is the Lord, his works of might 384 Great King of kings, Eternal God 32 Great is the Lord our God 72 Great God, indulge my humble claim 30 Great God, attend while Zion sings 140 Great God, we give thee praise 182 Great God, at whose all-powerful call 190 Great God, how vast is thine abode 202 Great God, to thee my grateful tongue 310 Great God, if nature weak and frail 400 Great God, whose all-pervading eye 482 Great God, the heaven's well-ordered frame 548 Great, God, this sacred day of thine 573 II Had not the God of truth and love 220 Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews 354 Hail the day that sees him rise 17 3S» HYMN 39 Hail, happy morn, whose early ray Hail, happy day, the type of rest 179 Hail, great* Creator, wise and good 134 Hail, source of pleasures ever new 234 Hail, thou once-despised Jesus 427 Hail, the God of our salvation 325 Happy the man, whose wishes climb 560 Happy the meek, whose gentle breast 463 Happy the man, whose cautious steps 501 Happy is he whose early years 355 Happy the church, thou sacred place 356 Happy the mind, where graces reign 357 Hark the glad sound, the Saviour comes 13 Hark ! what distant music melts upon the ear 438 Hark ! what celestial notes 231 Hear what the Lord in vision* said 143 He comes, Jehovah comes to bless 176 Hear what a saviour's voice 240 High in the heavens, Eternal God 67 Holy, holy, holy Lord 123 House of our God, with cheerful anthems ring 224 How did my heart rejoice to hear . 23 How large the promise, how divine 98 How does my heart rejoice 157 How beauteous are their feet 279 How well our great preserver knows 311 How shall the young secure their hearts 318 How blest thy creature is, O God 332 How rich thy bounty, King of kings 358 How blest the sacred tie that binds 464 How blest the man, how more than blest 475 How bright that sun that makes our day 114 How vast is the tribute I owe 523 How rich thy gifts, Almighty King 527 How great is our Creator, God 537 How precious, Lord, thy holy word 549 How short and how tlceting the year 566 How oft on the ocean of life 567 How pleasing is the scene, how sweet 572 How chang' d the face of nature shows 575 I AM, saith Christ, the way 81 I am the first and L the last 126 If friendless in the vale of tears I stray 228 If solid happiness we prize 935 I'll praise my Maker while I've breath 166 I'll bless Jehovah's glorious name 40 Immortal fountain of my life 263 Immortal God, on thee we call 326 Imposture shrinks from light 359 Infinite excellence is thine 7 33* 390 HYMN In glad amazement, Lord, I stand 313 In God's eternity ' 531 In social temples here we meet 534 In songs of highest praise 250 Inquire, ye pilgrims, for the way In the soft season of thy youth 53 In vain the world's alluring smile 569 In vain the erring world inquires 360 In various forms, to saints of old 361 In Zion let the trumpet blow 113 I sing the gospel day 254 I want a principle within 556 J Jehovaii reigns, let every nation hear 175 Jehovah lives and be his name 262 Jerusalem, thou church divine 269 Jesus, thou Everlasting King 362 Jesus, we sing thy matchless grace Jesus, the man of constant grief 386 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 10 Jesus*, I love thy charming name 93 Jesus his empire shall extend 110 Jesus, thou son of love divine 177 Jesus our King his sceptre sways 237 Join ev'ry heart and ev'ry tongue 252 Joy to the world, the Lord is come 1& K Keep silence, all created things 361 Kind Lord, before thy face 353 L Let heathens to their idols haste 56 Let all the various tribes of men 62 Let him embrace my soul and prove 391 Let every mortal ear attend 100 Let us with a joyful mind 135 Let earth and heav'n agree 163 Let all the earth their voices raise 169 Let men of high conceit and zeal 365^ Let us adore th' Eternal Word 366 Let me but hear my Saviour say 387 Let sorrow, Lord, my bosom fill 416 Let all the powers of music join 54 Let pure devotion rise 536 Lift your voice and joyful sing 135 Lo ! what a speaking* lustre shinr^ 47 Lot, what a glorious sight appears 81 Lo, what au entertaining view 276 Low at thy gracious feet I bend 370 Lo, God is here, let us adore 465 Long have I sat beneath the sound 10L Lonjjr and mournful is the night 391 Lord, what was man when made at first Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand Lord, we unite our hearts Lord of the worlds above Lord, not to earth's contracted span Lord of the sabbath, hear our vows Lord, what our ears have heard Lord of life, all praise excelling Lord, we have waudered from thy way Lord of nature, source of light Lord dismiss us with thy blessing Lord, when my thoughts delighted rove Lord may thy humble servants here Lord, dost thou show a corner stone Loud let the tuneful trumpet sound Loud to the Prince of Heaven M Mark the soft falling snow May all our powers of mind May sacred heat inspire my tongue May we thine armour, Lord, put on May that kind wisdom whose bright eye Mediator, Son of God Mere human pow'rs shall fast decay Mighty God, while Angels bless thee Must christians pray for nought My dear Redeemer and ray Lord My Father! cheering name My heart and all my ways, O God My God, the visits of thy face My God, in whom are all the springs My God, permit my tongue My God, my everlasting hope My God, thy boundless love I praise My God, permit me not to be My God, tis to thy mercy seat My God, all nature owns thy sway My life's a shade, my days My soul, praise the Lord My soul, how lovely is the place N Nature with all her pow'rs shall sing No peace my starving soul can iind Not to our names thou only just and true Not from relentless fate's dark womb Not diff'reot food nor dift'rent dress Not by the terrors of a slave Now to the Lord a noble song Now let our voices join Now shall our souls with pleasure raise Now to the God to whom all might HYMN 4 24 112 141 227 367 368 145 419 468 470 478 509 559 78 369 232 561 243 348 116 46 473 94 347 371 520 196 57 73 75 280 314 372 410 550 499 551 274 422 247 218 309 388 472 80 91 167 381 392 HYMN Now to the Lord who built the skies 251 Now shall my inward joys arise 283 Now, Lord, once more thy church dismiss 337 Now to our God let praises rise 351 Now let a true ambition rise 476 Now begin the heavenly theme 483 Now in the face of Jesus, we 492 Now blessing, honour, glory, praise 498 O bless the Lord, my soul 277 O blessed souls are they 406 O charity, thou heavenly grace 373 O come all ye sons of Adam and raise 120 O'er mountain tops the mount of God 374 O Father of mercy 225 O for a shout of sacred joy 71 O for a thousand tongues to sing 486 Of mortal life how short the date 28 O God, my sun, thy blissful rays 89 O God, my grateful soul aspires 148 O God of grace, before thy throne 350 O God my Father, I adore 375 O happy church, celestial bride 376 O happy is the man who hears 377 Oh ! source of uncreated light 466 O how shall words with equal warmth 312 O how delightful is the road 327 O Lord, our fathers oft have told 70 O Lord, our heavenly King 206 O Lord, my best desires fulfil 378 Old hoary winter now has ceas'd his raging 428 O love, thou bottomless abyss 424 O, my distrustful heart 87 One general song of praise arise 530 On Zion his most holy mount 77 O praise ye the Lord, prepare a new song 128 O praise ye the Lord 221 O thou, by whose all-bounteous hand 379 O thou, the wretched's sure retreat 403 O thou, whose scales the mountains weigh 502 O thou, whose power the mountains form'd 532 O thou, to whose all-searching sight „ 555 O thou whose tender mercy hears 215 O thou who art above all height 557 O 'tis a lovely thing to see 219 Our Father, thron'd above the sky 380 Our God, how firm his promise stands 426 Our heavenly Father calls 497 Out of the depths of sad distress 524 O Zlon, tuue thy voice 398 393 P HYMX Parent of good, thy works of might 199 Patience, O what a grace divine 442 Perpetual source of light and grace 399 Praise the Lord who reigns above 165 Praise to thee thou great Creator 174 Praise to the Lord of boundless might 201 Praise to God, the great Creator 226 Praise to God, immortal praise 443 Praise Nature's King, the God whose glory shines 563 Praise ye the Lord, let praise employ 574 Precious bible, what a treasure 425 Prepare, th' appointed herald cried 331 R Rejoice evermore with Angels above 429 Return, my roving heart, return 504 Rise my soul and stretch thy wings 172 Rise every heart and every tongue 180 Rivers from Jesus flow 242 S Salvation, O the joyful sound 86 Searcher of hearts, before thy face 417 See Israel's gentle shepherd stand 97 See from the ark the mystic dove 255 See the bright monarch of the day 508 Send down thy blessing, gracious Lord 336 Shall we go on to sin 389 Shine forth, Eternal Source of light 420 Should famine o'er the mourning field 444 Shout, for the blessed Jesus Yeigns 487 Sing to the Lord a joyful song 119 Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name 121 Sing to the Lord ye distant lands 173 Sing, ye sons of might, O sing 191 Sing to the Lord who loud proclaims 445 So did the Hebrew prophet raise 446 So let our lips and lives express 447 Songs of immortal praise belong 222 Sons of men, behold him far 331 Soon will appear a brighter sky 272 Strong is thy hand, Almighty King <236 Sleep, sleep to-day, tormenting cares 35 Sweet is the work, my God, my King 37 Sweet is the raem'ry of thy grace 2(X) Sweet is the friendly voice that speak* 401 T Teach me the measure of my days 68 Thank for mercies past, receive" 459 That man is blest, who stands in awe 505 The depths of wisdom who can find 41 The gifts indulgent heaven bestows 522 The God Jehovah reigns 147 The joyful, happy day appear* 264 394 % HYMX The King of saints, how fair his face 5 The lofty pillars of the sky 266 The heavens declare thy glory, Lord (C. M.) 58 The heavens declare thy glory, Lord (L.M.) 59 The Lord in Zion plac'd his name 21 The Lord is our Shepherd, our guardian and guide 223 The Lord our shepherd feeds his flock 241 The Lord of glory is my light 65 The Lord, the Sovereign King 383 The Lord my shepherd is 63 The Lord in pow'r and wisdom reigns 44 The Lord on high proclaims 12 The Lord my pasture shall prepare 83 The Lord of glory reigns, he reigns on high 276 The rising morn, the closing day 189 The Prince of Peace is come 328 There is a fountain fill'd with blood 9 There is a glorious world on high 448 There is a house not made by hands 449 The rolling year, Almighty Lord 188 The Saviour calls, let every ear 431 The silent noon of night was past 576 These glorious minds, how bright they shine 278 The trav'ller lost in night 521 The trifling joys this world can give 338 The thirsty earth receives the rain 533 Th' uplifted eye and bended knee 451 Th' unchangeable Jehovah saith 103 Th' Almighty stoops to view the skies 194 They that have made their refuge God 209 Thine is the throne, beneath thy reign 210 This is the day the Lord of Life 36 This Go.l is the God we adore 216 This do in mem'ry of your friend 450 This is the fast the Lord doth choose 341 This is the day the Lord hath made 151 Though faint and sick, and worn away 577 Though perfect eloquence adorn'd 479 Thou art my portion O my God 153 Thou art, O God, the life and light 52 Thou great, all-knowing present God 185 Thou who silt'st enthron'd above 187 Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb 282 Through all the changing scenes of life 270 Thus saith the first, the great command 452 Thus saith the high and lofty one 453 Thus spake the Saviour when he sent 454 Thus the Eternal Father spake 20 Thy name. Almighty Lord 150 Thy wv>rd is like a heav'nly light 154 Thy mercies fill the earth, O Lord 155 Thy presence, Lord, gives pure delight 259 Thy name we extol, Jehovah, our King 265 395 HYMN Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess 316 Thy benediction, Lord 335 Thy ways, O Lord, with wi^e design 1 Time wings our moments swift away 541 'Tisgood to praise Jehovah's name 267 *Tis oy thy strength the mountains stand 273 'Tis by the faith of joys to come 392 To our Almighty Maker God 3 To God I lift my e>e S (S. M.) 64 To God I lift my eyes (P. M.) 156 To Christ the son the Father spake 109 To blesi thy chosen race 139 To thee, my God, my heart shall bring 161 To Jesus, our exalted Lord 382 To thee, my God, my days are known 198 To God, its source, my soul aspires 320 To thee, O God, we homage pay 333 To Jesus lifted up on high 437 To wand'rers in the dismal road 51 To jour Creator, God 515 To thee, O God, my thoughts ascend 540 To thee, O God ! my prayer ascends 544 To praise the Lord be our delight 564 Triumphant arch, that fill'st the sky 562 U Upward we lift our eyes 528 V Vital spark of heavenly flame 440 W We are the offspring of our God 246 Wt 'ove the volume of thy word 233 Welcome, thou uay of rest 455 Welcome the hope of Isr'el's race 330 What dazzling light is that which shines 102 What glorious tidings do I liear 104 What sudden glories did surprise 106 Wua f wo-riers hath Jehovah wrought 186 Wh;it glory gilds the sacred page 322 What heav'cly wisdom ha» hestow'd 3^3 What is this withil me bulging 343 What works of wisdom, ; outran-! love 394 What though dow \ slumbers flee 599 What beanfc doj visions, clear and bright 538 When as returns this solemn day 33 When God descends with men to dwell 42 When my antonish'd eyes behold 48 When God would op the Gentiles rise 107 When I survey life'b varied scene 146 When God reveal'd his gracious name 158 When 1 survey thi^ world 181 When marshafl'd on the nightly plain 258 When Israel throngh the desert pass'd 317 When wili the eye-lids oT that morn 346 When sinners quit their wicked ways 456 396 HYMN When the blest comforter is nigh 457 When Abram, full of sacred awe 495 When Asia's mighty conqueror died 514 When the blest light of day declines 115 Wherefore should* man, frail child of clay 503 Wherewith shall I approach the Lord 26 While God my Father's near 207 While with remorse and woe oppress'd 405 While thee I seek, protecting power 408 While thoughtless sinners choose 409 While sounds of war are heard around 118 While here as wand'ring sheep we stray 511 While ray Redeemer s near 571 While shepherds watch'd their flocks by night 14 Who shall towards thy chosen seat 512 Why sinks my weak aesponding mind 90 Why is my heart so cold 344 Why does your face, ye humble souls 390 Why should the servants of the Lord 535 Why thus dejected, O my soul 245 With ecstacy of joy 393 With sacred joy we lift our eyes 31 With joy we meditate the grace 82 With one consent let al* the earth 124 With eye impartial Heaven's high King 204 With patient hope my God I sought 214 Ye sons of men, with joy record 95 Ye servants of the Almighty King 149 Ye servants of th' Eternal King 160 Ye boundless realms of joy 162 Ye Angels that surround the throne 183 Ye weak inhabitants of clay 195 Ye subjects of the Lord, proclaim 203 Ye holy souls, in God rejoice 212 Ye favour'd children of the Lord 339 Ye glitt'ring toys of earth, adieu 421 Ye nymphs of Solyma, begin the song 439 Ye humble souls, complain no more 458 Ye thirsty souls, approach the spring 459 Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor 460 Ye followers of the Prince of Peace 467 Ye heavy-laden, come repose 510 Ye realms below the skies 1J7 Ye servants of the Lord 55S Yet saith the Lord, if David's race 144 Z Zeal is that pure and heavenly flame 461 HI