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 REFORMED PROTESTANT DUTCH CHURCH 
 
 IN 
 
 NORTH AMERICA, 
 
 AT THEIR SESSION, JUNE, 1846, 
 
 AND AUTHORIZED TO BE USED IN THE CHURCHES 
 UNDER THEIR CARE 
 
 PHILADELPHIA: 
 PUBLISHED BY MENTZ & ROVOUDT, 
 
 No. 53 NORTH THIRD STREET, 
 1848. 
 
Entered, according to the act of Congress, in the year 1846, by 
 [saac Young, (on behalf of the General Synod of the Reformed 
 Protestant Dutch Church^ in the Clerk's Office of the District 
 Court of the Southern District of New York. 
 
 
ADDITIONAL HYMNS. 
 
 INTRODUCTORY. . 
 
 1. — H. M. Praise. [New Arrangement 1. 
 
 1 /^\H Zion, tune thy voice, 
 V>J And lift thy hands on high ; 
 Tell all the world thy joys, 
 And shout salvation nigh : 
 
 Cheerful in God, arise and shine, 
 While rays divine stream all abroad. 
 
 2 He gilds thy mourning face 
 With beams that cannot fade ; 
 His all resplendent grace 
 
 He pours around thy head ; 
 The nations round thy form shall view, 
 With lustre new divinely crown'd. 
 
 3 In honour to his name, 
 Reflect that sacred light, 
 And loud that grace proclaim, 
 Which makes thy darkness bright : 
 
 Pursue his praise, till sovereign love, 
 In worlds above, thy glory raise. 
 
 4 There, on his holy hill, 
 A brighter sun shall rise, 
 And with his radiance fill 
 Those fairer, purer skies : 
 
4 HYMN III. 
 
 While round his throne, ten thousand stars, 
 In nobler spheres, his influence own. 
 
 2* — C. P. ML Praise. [New Arrangement 2. 
 
 1 /^ O, tune thy voice to sacred song ; 
 VJ Exert thy noblest pow'rs ! 
 Go, mingle with the choral throng, 
 The Saviour's praises to prolong, 
 
 Amid life's fleeting hours. 
 
 2 O ! hast thou felt a Saviour's love, 
 
 That flame of heav'nly birth ? 
 Then let thy strains melodious prove, 
 With raptures soaring far above 
 
 The trifling toys of earth. 
 
 3 Hast foimd the pearl of price unknown, 
 
 That cost a Saviour's blood ? 
 Heir of a bright celestial crown, 
 That sparkles near th' eternal throne, 
 
 O, sing the praise of God ! 
 
 4 Sing of the Lamb that once was slain 
 
 That man might be forgiv'n ; 
 Sing how he broke death's bars in twain, 
 Ascending high in bliss to reign, 
 
 The God of earth and heav'n. 
 
 5 Begin on earth the notes of praise, 
 
 " Glory to God on high," 
 Sing through the remnant of thy days ; 
 At death, the song of vict'ry raise, 
 
 And soar beyond the sky. 
 
 3. — C. P. M. Praise. [New Arrangement 3. 
 
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 EGIN, my soul, th' exalted lay, 
 Let each enraptured thought obey, 
 And praise the Almighty name : 
 
HYMN IV. 5 
 
 Let heav'n and earth, and seas and skies, 
 In one melodious concert rise, 
 To swell th' inspiring theme. 
 
 2 Thou heav'n of heav'ns, his vast abode, 
 Ye clouds, proclaim your Maker — God, 
 
 Ye thunders, speak his power ; 
 Lo ! on the lightning's rierv wiDgf, 
 In triumph walks tlv eternal King : 
 
 Th' astonish'd worlds adore. 
 
 3 Ye deeps, with roaring billows rise, 
 •To join the thunders of the skies, 
 
 Praise him who bids you roll : 
 His praise in softer notes declare, 
 Each whispering breeze of yielding air, 
 
 And breathe it to the soul. 
 
 4 Wake, all ye soaring throngs, and sing ; 
 Ye feather d warblers of the spring, 
 
 Harmonious anthems raise, 
 To him who shaped your finer mould, 
 Who tipp'd your glitt'ring wings with gold, 
 
 And tuned your voice to praise. 
 
 5 Let man, by nobler passions sway'd, 
 Let man, in God's own image made, 
 
 His breath in praise employ : 
 Spread wide his Makers name around, 
 Till heav'n shall echo back the sound, 
 
 In songs of holy joy. 
 
 4» — L. M. Praise. [{Tew Arrangement 4. 
 
 1 Z^IOME, O my soul, in sacred lays, 
 ^J Attempt thy great Creator's praise ; 
 But O, what tongue can speak his fame, 
 What mortal verse can reach the theme ! 
 
f HYMN VI. 
 
 S Enthroned amid the radiant spheres, 
 He, glory like a garment, wears, 
 To form a robe of light divine, 
 Ten thousand suns around him shine. 
 
 3 In all our Maker's grand designs, 
 Omnipotence with wisdom. shines ; 
 
 His works, through all this wondrous frame, 
 Declare the glory of his name. 
 
 4 Raised on devotion's lofty wing, 
 Do thou, my soul, his glories sing ; 
 And let his praise employ thy tongue, 
 Till list'ning worlds shdl join the song. 
 
 <S. — C. M. Perpetual Praise. [N«w Ar. 5 
 
 1 T7"ES, I will bless thee, O r*y fiod, 
 
 -L Through all my mortal days ; 
 And to eternity prolong 
 
 Thy vast, thy boundless praise. 
 
 2 Nor shall my tongue alone proclaim 
 
 The honours of my God ; 
 My life, with all its active pow'rs, 
 Shall spread thy praise abroad. 
 
 3 Not death itself shall stop my song, 
 
 Though death will close my eyes, 
 My thoughts shall then to nobler height* 
 And sweeter raptures rise. 
 
 4 There shall my lips in endless praise 
 
 Their grateful tribute pay ; 
 The theme demands an angel's tongue 
 And an eternal day. 
 
 $ — 8s 7s 4s. Invocation. [New Ai 1. 
 
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 N thy name, O Lord, assembling. 
 We, thy people, now draw near ; 
 
HYMN VII. 7 
 
 Teach us to rejoice with trembling ; 
 Speak, and let thy servants hear — 
 
 Hear with meekness, 
 Hear thy word with godly fear. 
 
 2 While our days on earth are lengthen'd, 
 
 Let us give them, Lord, to thee, 
 Cheer'd by hopo and daily strengthen'd, 
 We would run, nor wearv be ; 
 
 Till thy glory 
 Without clouds in heaven we see. 
 
 3 There in worship, purer, sweeter, 
 
 All thy people shall adore, 
 Tasting of enjoyment greater 
 
 Than they could conceive before ; 
 
 Full enjoyment 
 Full, unmixd, for evermore. 
 
 7. — 7s. Invocation. [New- Ar. 8. 
 
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 ORD, we come before thee now ; 
 At thv feet we humblv bow 
 O ! do not our suit disdain ; 
 Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain ? 
 
 2 Lord, on thee our souls depend, 
 In compassion, now descend ; 
 
 Fill our hearts with thy rich grace ; 
 Tune our lips to sing thy praise. 
 
 3 Send some message, from thy word, 
 That may joy and peace afford ; 
 Let thy Spirit now impart 
 
 Full salvation to each heart 
 
 4 Comfort those who weep and mourn ; 
 Let the time of joy return ; 
 
 Those who are cast down, lift up ; 
 Make them strong in faith and hope. 
 
8 HYMM IX. 
 
 5 Grant, that all may seek and find 
 Thee, a God supremely kind : 
 Heal the sick, the captive free — 
 Let us all rejoice in thee. 
 
 8. — P. M. Invocation. [New Arrangement 9. 
 
 1 ORD, behold thy people here, 
 
 J-^ Come to learn what thou wilt say ; 
 O, in mercy now draw near ; 
 Meet thy people when they pray ; 
 Thou art God, and thou alone, 
 Lord, we worship at thy throne. 
 
 2 Jesus, 'tis on thee we call, 
 Israel's Saviour, Israel's King ; 
 Low before thy feet we fall ; 
 Thee, whom angels love, we sing ; 
 Saviour, lead us in the way, 
 Only thee would we obey. 
 
 3 Teach us what we do not know, 
 Lord, instruct us in thy will ; 
 What we learn, O may we do ! 
 To thy voice obedient still ; 
 Close to thee may we abide, 
 Thee, our Saviour and our Guide. 
 
 9. — C. P. M. Social Worship. [New Arrang. 10. 
 
 1 6 C TTTHERE two or three together meet, 
 
 ▼ ▼ My love and mercy to repeat 
 
 And tell what I have done, 
 There will I be," saith God, " to bless, 
 And ev'ry burden'd soul redress, 
 
 Who worships at my throne." 
 
 2 Make one in this assembly, Lord, 
 Speak to each heart some cheering word, 
 
 To set the spirit free ; 
 
HYMN XI. 9 
 
 Impart a kind celestial shower, 
 And grant that we may spend an hour 
 In fellowship with thee. 
 
 10.— C. M. Invocation. [New Ar. 11. 
 
 1 [~N thy great name, O Lord, we come, 
 -L To worship at thy feet ; 
 
 O pour thy Holy Spirit down 
 On all that now shall meet. 
 
 2 We come to hear Jehovah speak, 
 
 To hear the Saviour's voice : 
 Thy face and favour, Lord, we seek, 
 Now make our hearts rejoice. 
 
 3 Teach us to pray, and praise, and hear, 
 
 And understand thy word ; 
 To feel thy blissful presence near, 
 And trust our living Lord. 
 
 4 Here let thy power and grace be felt ; 
 
 Thy love and mercy known ; 
 Our icy hearts, dear Jesus, melt, 
 And break this flinty stone. 
 
 5 Let sinners, Lord, thy goodness prove, 
 
 And saints rejoice in thee ; 
 Let rebels be subdued by love, 
 And to the Saviour flee. 
 
 6 This house, with grace and glory fill, 
 
 This congregation bless ; 
 Thy great salvation now reveal — 
 Thy glorious righteousness. 
 
 11. — CM. Confession, Prayer, and Praise. [N.A.12. 
 
 1 ORD ! when we bend before thy throne, 
 -L^ And our confessions pour, 
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10 HYMN XII. 
 
 Teach us to feel the sins we own 
 And hate what we deplore. 
 
 2 Our broken spirits pitying see 
 
 True penitence impart : 
 Then let a kindling glance from thee 
 Beam hope on every heart. 
 
 3 When we disclose our wants in prayer, 
 
 Oh, let our wills resign ; 
 And not a thought our bosom share, 
 Which is not wholly thine. 
 
 4 Let faith each weak petition fill, 
 
 And lift it to the 6kies ; 
 And teach our hearts 'tis goodness still 
 Which grants it, or denies. 
 
 5 When our united voices strive 
 
 Their cheerful hymns to raise, 
 Let love divine within us live, 
 And lift our souls in praise. 
 
 j[2« — C. M. God's Presence sought, [N. A. 13 
 
 1 A GAIN our earthly cares we leave, 
 -OL And to thy courts repair ; 
 Again with joyful feet we come, 
 
 To meet our Saviour there. 
 
 2 Great Shepherd of thy people, hear ! 
 
 Thy presence now display : 
 We bow within thy house of prayer ; 
 O ! give us hearts to pray. 
 
 3 The clouds which veil thee from our sight, 
 
 In pity, Lord, remove ; 
 Dispose our minds to hear aright 
 The message of thy love. 
 
HYMN XIV. 11 
 
 4 Help us, with holy fear and joy, 
 To bow before thy face ; 
 And make us, creatures of thy power, 
 I The children of thy grace. 
 
 13.— C. M. A Blessing sought. [N. A. 14. 
 
 1 Z^IOME, O thou all-victorious Lord, 
 V_y Thy power to us make known ; 
 Strike with the hammer of thy word, 
 
 And break these hearts of stone. 
 
 2 Speak with the voice which wakes the dead, 
 
 And bid the sleeper rise ; 
 And let each guilty conscience dread 
 The death that never dies. 
 
 3 To each a sense of guilt impart, 
 
 And then remove the load : 
 Quicken and wash the troubled heart 
 In thine atoning blood. 
 
 4 Our desperate state through sin declare, 
 
 And speak our sins forgiven ; 
 By daily growth in grace prepare, 
 Then take us up to heav'n. 
 
 14. — 7s. Before Hearing. [New Ar. 15 
 
 1 OOURCE of light and power divine, 
 kJ Deign upon thy truth to shine ; 
 Lord, behold thy servant stands, 
 
 Lo ! to thee, he lifts his hands ; 
 Satisfy his soul's desire, 
 Touch his lips with holy fire ! 
 Source of light and power divine, 
 Deign upon thy truth to shine. 
 
 2 Breathe thy Spirit, so shall fall 
 Unction sweet upon us all ; 
 
12 HYMN XVI. 
 
 Till by odours scatter' d round, 
 Christ himself be traced and found ; 
 Then shall ev'ry raptured heart, 
 Rich in peace and joy, depart. 
 Source of light and power divine ; 
 Deign upon thy truth to shine. 
 
 15.— L. M. Worship. [New Ar. 16. 
 
 1 TTOW sweet to leave the world awhile, 
 J-l And seek the presence of our Lord : 
 Dear Saviour, on thy people smile, 
 
 And come according to thy word. 
 
 2 From busy scenes we now retreat, 
 That we may here converse with thee : 
 Ah, Lord, behold us at thy feet ! 
 
 Let this the " gate of heaven" be. 
 
 3 " Chief of ten thousand," now appear, 
 That we by faith may see thy face ; 
 O, speak, that we thy voice may hear, 
 And let thy presence fill this place. 
 
 4 Lord, let thy people's views be clear, 
 And let their hearts be fill'd with love ; 
 O may their light to all appear, 
 
 And prove their doctrines from above. 
 
 THE SCRIPTURES. 
 
 16,— CM. The Scriptures. [New Ax 19 
 
 1 rpHIS is the field where hidden lies 
 JL The pearl of price unknown : 
 And they are all divinely wise 
 Who make that pearl their own. 
 

 HYMN XVIII. 13 
 
 2 Here consecrated water flows, 
 
 To quench our thirst for sin : 
 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows — 
 No danger dwells therein. 
 
 3 This is the judge that ends the strife, 
 
 Where wit and reason fail ; 
 Our guide to everlasting life, 
 Through all this gloomy vale. 
 
 4 O^may thy counsels, mighty God, 
 
 Our roving feet command ; 
 Nor we forsake the happy road, 
 That leads to thy right hand. 
 
 17.— C. M. The Scriptures. [New Ar. 20. 
 
 1 TTOW precious is the book divine, 
 J-X By inspiration given ; 
 Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine, 
 
 To guide our souls to heaven. 
 
 2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts 
 
 In this dark vale of tears : 
 Life, light, and joy, it still imparts, 
 And quells our rising fears. 
 
 3 This lamp, through all the tedious night 
 
 Of life, shall guide our way ; 
 Till we behold the clearer light 
 Of an eternal day. 
 
 1§.— L. M. The Scriptures. [NewAr. 21. 
 
 1 IVTORE joy than earth can e'er afford, 
 -Lt_L Is found in God's delightful word ; 
 Be it my study, night and day, 
 My guide through all the lonely way. 
 
14 HYMN XX. 
 
 2 Clothod with a majesty divine, 
 
 Its doctrines and its precepts shine ; 
 Infinite wisdom, truth and grace, 
 Appear in all its promises. 
 
 3 'T is here the Lord, as in a glass, 
 Displays the glories of his face, 
 Stoops from his high, imperial throne, 
 And makes his great salvation known. 
 
 4 Then be his word to all address'd — 
 Able to make us wise and blest — 
 
 , Till the whole earth shall own his name, 
 And all, his boundless love proclaim. 
 
 19.— L. M. The Scriptures. [New Ar. 22. 
 
 1 ri^HY word, O Lord, is light and food, 
 J- The law of truth, and source of good : 
 
 There thou hast pointed out my way 
 To pardon and perpetual day. 
 
 2 May I receive it, Lord, as thine, 
 Receive it as thy word divine, 
 With firm assent, with list'ning ear, 
 With bending heart, and filial fear. 
 
 3 Make me to know its saving might, 
 Its quick'ning power, its cheerful light : 
 May it, my stubborn heart subdue, 
 And still my sinful soul renew ! 
 
 4 O ! let it richly dwell within, 
 
 To keep me from the snares of sin, 
 And guide me still to choose thy way, 
 That I no more may go astray. 
 
 20.— C. M. The riches of God's word. [N. A. 23 
 
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 ET worldly men from shore to shore 
 Their favourite god pursue ; 
 
HYMN XXI. 15 
 
 Thy word, O Lord, we value more 
 Thau India or Peru. 
 
 2 Here mines of knowledge, love, and joy 
 
 Are open to our sight ; 
 The purest gold without alloy 
 And gems divinely bright. 
 
 3 The counsels of redeeming grace 
 
 These sacred leaves unfold ; 
 And here the Saviour's lovely face 
 Our raptured eyes behold. 
 
 4 Our numerous griefs are here redrest 
 
 And all our wants supplied : 
 Nought we can ask to make us blest 
 Is in this book denied. 
 
 5 For these inestimable gains 
 
 That so enrich the mind, 
 O may we search with eager pains, 
 Assured that we shall find. 
 
 91« — L.M. ASamour seenintheScriptures. [N.A.24. 
 
 1 'VTOW let my soul, eternal King, 
 
 -L 1 To thee its grateful tribute bring ; 
 My knee, with humble ljomage, bow, 
 My tongue perform its solemn vow. 
 
 2 All nature sings thy boundless love, 
 In worlds below and worlds above ; 
 But, in thy blessed word, I trace 
 Diviner wonders of thy grace. 
 
 3 There, what delightful truths I read I 
 There, I behold the Saviour bleed ; 
 His name salutes my listening ear, 
 Revives my heart, and checks my fear. 
 
16 HYMN XXIII. 
 
 4 There Jesus bids my sorrows cease, 
 And gives my lab'ring conscience peace ; 
 Raises my grateful passions high, 
 
 And points to mansions in the sky. 
 
 5 For love like this, O ! let my song, 
 Through endless years, thy praise prolong ; 
 Let distant climes thy name adore, 
 
 Till time and nature are no more. 
 
 DIVINE PERFECTIONS. 
 
 22* — C. M. Greatness. [New Arrangement 29. 
 
 1 t I^HY greatness Lord, what thought can reach ? 
 J- What mortal tongue can tell ? 
 
 Thy throne is fix'd, thy power extends 
 O'er heaven, and earth, and hell. 
 
 2 Who can evade or who resist, 
 
 The vengeance of a God ? 
 Thy fearful wrath, when once provoked, 
 Spreads terror all abroad. 
 
 3 The wide dominion and the power, 
 
 The sov'reignty is thine : 
 'T is thine the universe to rule, 
 With majesty divine. 
 
 4 To thee, by all the hosts of heaven, 
 
 And all of human race, 
 Be everlasting honours given, 
 And universal praise. 
 
 23. — C. M. Omniscience. [New Arrangement 30. 
 
 1 TNa 
 1 In 
 
 N all my vast concerns with thee, 
 vain my soul would try 
 
HYMN XXIV. IT 
 
 To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee 
 The notice of thine eye. 
 
 2 Thine all surrounding sight surveys 
 
 My rising and my rest, 
 My public walks, my private ways, 
 And secrets of my breast. 
 
 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord, 
 
 While yet unform'd within ; 
 And ere my lips pronounce the word, 
 He knows the sense I mean. 
 
 4 O wondrous knowledge, deep and high ! 
 
 Where can a creature hide ? 
 Within thy circling arms I lie, 
 Beset on every side. 
 
 5 So let thy grace surround me still, 
 
 And like a bulwark prove, 
 To guard my soul from ev'ry ill, 
 Secured by sov'reign love. 
 
 24. — C. M. D. Omnipotence. [New Arrangement 31. 
 
 1 rpHE Lord our God is full of might, 
 JL The winds obey his will ; 
 
 He speaks, and in his heav'nly height 
 
 The rolling sun stands still. 
 Rebel, ye waves, and o'er the land, 
 
 With threat'ning aspect roar ; — 
 The Lord uplifts his awful hand, 
 
 And chains you to the shore. 
 
 2 Ye winds of night, your force combine ;— 
 
 Without his high behest, 
 Yo shall not, in the lofty pine, 
 
 Disturb the sparrow's nest. 
 His voice sublime is heard afar — 
 
 In distant peals it dies ; 
 
18 HYMN XXVI. 
 
 He yokes the whirlwind to his car, 
 And sweeps the howling skies. 
 
 3 He lives, he reigns in ev'ry land, 
 
 From winter's polar snows 
 To where across the burning sand, 
 
 The blasting meteor goes. 
 Ye nations, bend, in rev'rence bend : 
 
 Ye monarchs, wait his nod, 
 And bid the choral song ascend, 
 
 To celebrate your God ! 
 
 25* — L. M. Invisible. [New Arrangement 32 
 
 1 TT7'ITH deepest rev'rence at «thy throne. 
 
 ▼ » Jehovah, peerless and unknown, 
 Our feeble spirits strive, in vain 
 A glimpse of thee, great God, to gain. 
 
 2 Who, by the closest search, can find 
 Thy mighty, uncreated mind ? 
 
 Nor men, nor angels can explore 
 
 Thy heights of love, thy depths of power* 
 
 3 We know thee not ; but this we know, 
 Thou reign'st above, thou reign'st below : 
 And though thine essence is unknown 
 To all the world thy power is shown. 
 
 4 That power we trace on every side ; 
 
 may thy wisdom be our guide ! 
 And while we live and when we die, 
 May thine almighty love be nigh 
 
 26.— H. M. Ever Living. [New Ar. 33. 
 
 1 rjlHE Lord Jehovah lives, 
 JL And blessed be my Rock ; 
 
 Though earth her bosom heaves 
 And mountains feel the shock ; 
 
 Though oceans rage and torrents roar ; 
 
 He is the same for evermore. 
 
HYMN XXVII. 19 
 
 2 The Lord Jehovah lives — 
 The dying sinner's Friend : 
 How freelv he forgives 
 The follies "that offend : 
 
 He wipes the penitential tear, 
 
 Bids faith and hope, the spirit cheer. 
 
 3 Tho Lord Jehovah lives, 
 To hear and answer prayer, 
 Whoe'er in him believes 
 And trusts his guardian care, 
 
 A Father's tender love shall know, 
 Whence living streams of comfort flow. 
 
 4 The Lord Jehovah lives, 
 Salvation to secure ; 
 The title that he gives 
 Will be forever sure : 
 
 'T is drawn in characters of blood, 
 *T is issued from the throne of God. 
 
 27,— C. P. M. The Love of God. [New Ar. 36. 
 
 1 "\>I"Y God. thy boundless love I praise ; 
 -LrJL How bright on high its glories blaze, 
 
 How sweetly bloom below ! 
 It streams from thine eternal throne ; 
 Through heaven its joys forever run, 
 
 And o'er the earth they flow. 
 
 2 'T is love that paints the purple mom 
 And bids the clouds, in air upborne, 
 
 Their genial drops distil ; 
 In every vernal beam it glows, . 
 And breathes in every gale that blows, 
 
 And glides in every rill. 
 
 3 But in the gospel it appears 
 In sweeter, fairer characters, 
 
 And charms the ravish'd breast ; 
 
 
20 HYMN XXVIII. 
 
 There love immortal leaves the sky, 
 To wipe the drooping mourner's eye 
 And give the weary rest. 
 
 4 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. 
 
 2 8. — C. ML God known by his Works. [N. A. 34 
 
 1 SING th' almighty power of God, 
 -L That made the mountains rise, 
 That spread the flowing seas abroad, 
 
 And built the lofty skies. • 
 
 2 I sing the wisdom that ordain'd, 
 
 The sun to rule the day ; 
 The moon shines full at his command, 
 And all the stars obey. 
 
 3 I sing the goodness of the Lord, 
 
 That fill'd the earth with food ; 
 He form'd the creatures with his word, 
 And then pronounced them good. 
 
 4 There 's not a plant or flower below, 
 
 But makes thy glories known ; 
 And clouds arise and tempests blow 
 By order from thy throne. 
 
 5 Lord, how thy wonders are displayed, 
 
 Where'er I turn mine eye ; 
 If I survey the ground I tread, 
 Or gaze upon the sky. 
 
 6 Creatures (as numerous as they be) 
 
 Are subject to thy care ; 
 
HYMN XXX. SH 
 
 There 's not a place where we can flee 
 But God is present there. 
 
 29. — L. M. Voice of Creation. [New Ar. 35. 
 
 1 rpHERE seems a voice in ev'ry gale, 
 JL A tongue in ev'ry op'niug flower, 
 Which tells, O Lord, " the wondrous tale " 
 Of thy indulgence, love, and power. 
 
 The birds that rise on quiv'ring wing, 
 Appear to hymn their Maker's praise, 
 And all the mingling sounds of spring 
 To thee one general chorus raise. 
 
 2 And shall my voice, great God, alone, 
 Be mute midst nature's loud acclaim? 
 No, let my heart with answ'ring tone, 
 Breathe forth in praise thy holy name. 
 And nature's debt is small to mine, 
 Thou badest her being, bounded be, 
 But — matchless proof of love divine — 
 Thou gavest immortal life to me. 
 
 3 The Saviour left his heav'nly throne, 
 A ransom for my soul to give ; 
 Man's suffering state he made his own, 
 And deiom'd to die that I mi^ht live, 
 But thanks and praise for love so great 
 No mortal tongue can e'er express, 
 Then let me, bow'd before thy feet 
 
 In silence love thee, Lord, and bless. 
 
 TRINITY. 
 
 30. — L. M. 6,1. Adoration. [New Arrang. 48 
 
 1 "VTES, I adore thee, O my God, 
 
 JL Father supreme of earth and skies ; 
 Up to the heav'ns thy bright abode, 
 
<& HYMN XXXI. 
 
 Let songs of praise and joy arise : 
 Thou art the High and Holy One, 
 Thy will through earth and heaven be done. 
 
 2 Yes, I adore thee, O my God, 
 
 Son of the Father, wond'rous King : 
 " Thou hast redeem'd us by thy blood," — 
 Sweet is the anthem we would sing ; 
 O Prince of Peace, accept the strain, 
 " Forever live, forever reign." 
 
 3 Yes, I adore thee, O my God, 
 Blest Comforter, supreme, divine ; 
 Still lead me in the narrow road, 
 Bid heav'nly light around me shine : 
 Spirit of Holiness, impart 
 
 Thy gifts to every trembling heart. 
 
 4 Yes, I adore thee, O my God, 
 
 Blest Three in One, blest One in Three ! 
 Angels that fill thy high abode, 
 All praise and glory give to thee : 
 Earth with her millions shall confess, 
 The boundless plenitude of grace. 
 
 31.— S. M.D. To the Holy Trinity. [NewAr. 49- 
 
 1 f^UR Father, who dost lead 
 \J The children of thy grace, 
 
 A now-born and believing seed, 
 
 Through this wide wilderness : 
 
 Thy providential care 
 
 In dangers past we own ; 
 Still let thine arm be ever near ; 
 
 Still let thy love be shown. 
 
 2 O Saviour, Lamb of God ! 
 Our gracious dying Friend ! 
 
 Reveal the virtue of thy blood, 
 On us thy mercy send ; 
 
HYMN XXXII. S3 
 
 Thou art a Master kind, 
 With voice and person sweet ; 
 Bestow on us a loving mind, 
 And keep us at thy feet. 
 
 3 Thou, Holy Spirit, art 
 
 Of truth the promised Seal : 
 Convincing power thou dost impart, 
 
 And Jesus' grace reveal : 
 
 O, breathe thy quick'ning breath, 
 
 And light and life afford ; 
 Instruct us how to live by faith. 
 
 And glorify the Lord. 
 
 32.— 148th. Praise to the Godhead. [NewAr. 50. 
 
 1 "\T7^E give immortal praise 
 
 M To God the Father's love, 
 For all our comforts here, 
 And better hopes above ; 
 - He sent his own eternal Son 
 To die for sins that man had done. 
 
 2 To God the Son belong 
 Immortal glory too, 
 
 Who bought us, with his blood, 
 
 From everlasting wo ; 
 And now he lives, and now he reigns, 
 And sees the fruit of all his pains. 
 
 3 To God the Spirit's name 
 Immortal worship give ; 
 Whose new-creating power 
 Makes the dead sinner live ; 
 
 His work completes the great design, 
 And fills the soul with joy divine. 
 
 4 Almighty God. to thee 
 Be endless honours done ; 
 
94 HYMN XXXIII 
 
 The undivided Three, 
 And the mysterious One ; 
 Where reason fails, with all her powers, 
 There faith prevails and love adores. 
 
 SON, AND MEDIATORIAL WORK. 
 
 33. — C. M. Jesus. [New Arrangement 67. 
 
 1 T3LEST Jesus ! when my soaring thoughts 
 -LJ O'er all thy graces rove, 
 How is my soul with transport lost 
 
 In wonder, joy, and love. 
 
 2 Not softest strains can charm mine ears 
 
 Like thy beloved name ; 
 Nor aught beneath the skies inspire 
 My heart with equal flame. 
 
 3 Where'er I look, my wond'ring eyes 
 
 Unnumber'd blessings see ; 
 But what is life, with all its bliss, 
 If once compared with thee ? 
 
 4 Hast thou a rival in my breast ? 
 
 Search, Lord, for thou canst tell 
 If aught can raise my passions thus, 
 Or please my soul so well. 
 
 5 No, thou art precious to my heart — 
 
 My portion and my joy ; 
 For ever let thy boundless grace, 
 My sweetest thoughts employ. 
 
 6 When nature faints, around my bed 
 
 Let thy bright glories shine ; 
 And death shall all his terrors lose, 
 In raptures so divine. 
 
HYMN XXXV. 25 
 
 34. — C. M. Christ, Precious. [New Ar. 65. 
 
 1 [~ESUS, I love thy charming name, 
 *J 'T is music to my 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 powers can wish, 
 
 In thee most richly meet ; 
 Not to mine eyes is life so dear, 
 Nor friendship half so sweet. 
 
 4 O may thy grace still cheer my heart, 
 
 And shed its fragrance there ; 
 The noblest balm of all its wounds, 
 The cordial of its care. 
 
 5 I '11 speak the honours of thy name, 
 
 With my last lab'ring breath ; 
 When speechless, clasp thee in my arms, 
 My joy in life and death. 
 
 35. — 8s & 6s. Excellence of Christ. [New Ar. 68. 
 
 1 /~\ COULD I speak the matchless worth, 
 V-/ 7 O, could I sound the glories forth 
 
 That in mv Saviour shine ; 
 I 'd soar and touch the heav'nly strings, 
 And vie with Gabriel while he sings 
 
 In notes that are divine. 
 
 2 I'd sing the characters he bears, 
 And ail the forms of love he wears 
 
 Exalted on his throne ; 
 2 
 
26 HYMN XXXVII. 
 
 In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, 
 I would, to everlasting days, 
 Make all his glories known. 
 
 3 SooiV the delightful morn will come, 
 When my dear Lord will bring me home, 
 
 And I shall see his face ; 
 There with my Saviour, Brother, Friend, 
 A blest eternity I '11 spend, 
 * Triumphant in his grace. 
 
 36.— C. M. All in all. [New Ar. 60. 
 
 1 /COMPARED with Christ, in all beside 
 
 Vy No comeliness I see ; 
 The one thing needful, dearest Lord, 
 Is to be one with thee^ 
 
 2 The sense of thy redeeming love 
 
 Into my soul convey ; 
 Thyself bestow, for thee alone, 
 My All in all, I pray. 
 
 3 Less than thyself will not suffice 
 
 My comfort to restore ; 
 More than thyself I cannot crave, 
 And thou canst give no more. 
 
 4 Loved of my God, for him again 
 
 With love intense I 'd burn ; 
 Chosen of thee, ere time began, 
 I 'd choose thee in return. 
 
 5 Whate'er consists not with thy love, 
 
 O teach me to resign ; 
 I 'm rich to all th' intents of bliss 
 If thou, O God, art mine. 
 
 37.__C. M. Fulness of Christ. [New Ar 64. 
 
 1 f\ WHAT treasure all divine 
 v7 ? Is hid in Christ the Lord ! 
 
HYMN XXXVIII. 27 
 
 From him what rays of glory shine, 
 What peace his paths afford. 
 
 2 In him our light and life are found, 
 
 Though we were dead before ; 
 And now he makes our joys abound, 
 Who all our sorrows bore. 
 
 3 WTien sore distressed, he to our aid, 
 
 On rapid pinions flies ; 
 And to the woimds which sin has made, 
 A healing balm applies. 
 
 4 'T is from his fulness we receive, 
 
 And daily grace for grace ; 
 
 That to his glory we may live, 
 
 And see him face to face. 
 
 3§. — 7s. Christ Unchangeable. [New Ar. 77 
 
 1 TTTHAT a chafing world is this ! 
 
 ▼ V Void of all Substantial bliss ; 
 All we see* beneath the sun, 
 In successive chancres run : 
 But our Jesus proves the same, 
 Endless blessings on his name ! 
 
 2 Wisdom, holiness, and might, 
 Truth and justice are his right ; 
 Boundless goodness, love supreme, 
 Flow'd eternally from him ; 
 Jesus Christ is still the same, 
 Endless blessings on his name ! 
 
 3 Abram's bold rebellious race, 
 Found him full of truth and grace ; 
 Priests and prophets all have told, 
 What he did for saints of old ; 
 Jesus Christ is still the same, 
 Endless blessings on his name ! 
 
38 HYMN XXXIX. 
 
 4 Let us to his throne repair, 
 
 Wait with humble patience there ; 
 He will soon our cries attend, 
 Love and save us to the end ; 
 He will ever prove the same, 
 Endless blessings on his name ! 
 
 39, — C. 31". Chief among ten thousand. [N. A. 76 
 
 1 1VTAJESTIC sweetness sits enthroned 
 -L-'J- Upon the Saviour's brow ; 
 
 His head with radiant glories crown'd, 
 His lips with grace overflow. 
 
 2 No mortal can with him compare, 
 
 Among the sons of men ; 
 Fairer is he, than all the fair 
 Who fill the heavenly train. 
 
 3 He saw me plunged in deep distress, 
 
 And flew to my relief ; 
 For me he bore the shameful cross, 
 And carried all my grief. 
 
 4 To him I owe my life and breath, 
 
 And all the joys I have : 
 He makes me triumph over death, 
 And saves me from the grave. 
 
 5 To heaven, the place of his abode, 
 
 He brings my weary feet ; 
 Shows me the glories of my God, 
 And makes my joys complete. 
 
 6 Since from thy bounty I receive 
 
 Such proofs of love divine, 
 Had I a thousand hearts to give, 
 Lord, they should all be thine. 
 
HYMN XLI. 29 
 
 40. — 8s 7s. The Grace of Jesus Christ. [N A 69 
 
 1 TESUS CHRIST, methinks I love thee ; 
 J But I fain would love thee more ; 
 'Twas thy grace at first did move thee 
 
 To a soul extremely poor. 
 Thou wast rich beyond expression — 
 
 Rich in Godhead, rich in grace ; 
 But to better my condition, 
 
 Thou my nature didst embrace. 
 
 2 Hungry, naked, and abused 
 
 By the men thou earnest to bless ; 
 By thy Father sorely bruised ; 
 
 Groaning, bleeding, with distress. 
 Thou wast poor beyond expression, 
 
 Bathed in thine own precious blood ; 
 All to better my condition — 
 
 All to make me rich in God. 
 
 3 Jesus Christ, methinks I love thee ; 
 
 But I fain would love thee more ; 
 'T was thy grace at first did move thee 
 
 To a sou] extremely poor. 
 For thy mercy thus enjoy'd, 
 
 If I had ten thousand tongues, 
 They should all be still employ'd 
 
 In ten thousand grateful sougs. 
 
 41. — C. M. Praise to the Redeemer. [N. A. 66 
 
 1 f\ FOR a thousand tongues to sing 
 V>^5 My dear Redeemers praise, 
 The glories of my God and King, 
 
 The triumphs of his grace. 
 
 2 My gracious Master and my God, 
 
 Let saints thy love proclaim, 
 And spread through all the earth abroad 
 The honours of thy name 
 
30 HYMN XLII. 
 
 3 Jesus, the name that -calms our fears, 
 
 That bids our sorrow cease : 
 'T is music to our ravish'd ears ; 
 'T is life, and health, and peace. 
 
 4 It breaks the power of reigning sin, 
 
 And sets the prisoner free ; 
 Thy blood can cleanse the foulest stain ; 
 And can avail for me. 
 
 42 .— C. M. A merciful High-Priest [N. A. 86. 
 
 1 /^lOME, let us join in songs of praise 
 V-V To our ascended Priest ; 
 
 He enter'd heaven with all our names 
 Engraven on his breast. 
 
 2 Below he wash'd our guilt away 
 
 By his atoning blood ; 
 Now he appears before the throne 
 And pleads our cause with God. 
 
 3 What though while here we oft must feel 
 
 Temptations keenest dart ? 
 Our tender High-Priest feels it too, 
 And will appease the smart. 
 
 4 Clothed with our nature still, he knows 
 
 The weakness of our frame, 
 And how to shield us from the foes 
 Which he himself o'ercame. 
 
 5 Nor time nor distance e'er shall quench 
 
 The fervour of his love ; 
 For us, he died in kindness here, 
 Nor is less kind above. 
 
 6 O may we ne'er forget his grace, 
 
 Nor blush to bear his name ; 
 Still may our hearts hold fast his faith, 
 Our lips his praise proclaim. 
 
HYMN XLIV. 31 
 
 43. — C. ML Compassionate High-Priest. [N. A. 88 
 
 1 T T7ITH joy we meditate the grace 
 
 ▼ V Of our High-Priest above ; 
 His heart is made of tenderness, 
 His bosom glows with love. 
 
 2 Touch'd with a sympathy within, 
 
 He knows our feeble frame ; 
 He knows what sore temptations mean, 
 For he hath felt the same. 
 
 3 He, in the days of feeble flesh, 
 
 Pour'd out his cries and tears ; 
 And in his measure feels afresh 
 What every member bears. 
 
 4 He '11 never quench the smoking flax, 
 
 But raise it to a flame ; 
 The bruised reed he never breaks, 
 Nor scorns the meanest name. 
 
 5 Then let our humble faith address 
 
 His mercy and his power ; 
 We shall obtain deliv'ring grace 
 In every trying hour. 
 
 44. — L. M. He is our Peace. [New Ar. 104. 
 
 1 "13 LEST be the Saviour's sacred name ; 
 J-J On embassies of peace he came ; 
 And angels chanted at his birth, 
 
 " Good-will to men, and peace on earth." 
 
 2 " He is our peace ;" for by his blood 
 Sinners are reconciled to God ; 
 Sweet harmony is now restored, 
 And man beloved, and God adored. 
 
 3 " He is our peace ; ' : in him we find 
 A sweet serenity of mind ; 
 
39 HYMN XLVI. 
 
 This is to us his own bequest, 
 
 And makes the soul supremely blest. 
 
 4 " He is our peace ' ; 'tween man and man ; 
 And by his harmonizing plan, 
 Barbarian, Scythian, bond and free, 
 
 In perfect fellowship agree. 
 
 5 Blest be the bleeding Saviour's name : 
 On embassies of peace he came. 
 
 Let mortals to their latest breath 
 Sing of his reconciling death. 
 
 45.— C. M. The Way, cj-c. [New Ar. 91. 
 
 1 rpHOU art the Way ; to thee alone 
 J- From -sin and death we flee ; 
 
 And he, who would the Father seek, 
 Must seek him, Lord, in thee. 
 
 2 Thou art the Truth ; thy word alone 
 
 True wisdom can impart ; 
 Thou only canst instruct the mind, 
 And purify the heart. 
 
 3 Thou art the Life ; the rending tomb 
 
 Proclaims thy conquering arm ; 
 And those who put their trust in thee 
 Nor death nor hell shall harm. 
 
 4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life, — 
 
 Grant us to know that Way, 
 That Truth to keep, that Life to win, 
 Which leads to endless day. 
 
 46.— S. M. The Lamb of God. [N. A. 84 
 
 J N 
 
 OT all the blood of beasts, 
 On Jewish altars slain, 
 Could give the guilty conscience peace, 
 Or wash away the stain. 
 
HYMN XLVIL S3 
 
 2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, 
 Takes all our sins away ; 
 
 A sacrifice of nobler name, 
 And richer blood than they. 
 
 3 My faiih would lay her hand 
 On that dear head of thine, 
 
 While like a penitent I stand, 
 And there confess my sin. 
 
 4 My soul looks back to see 
 The buxdeus thou didst bear, 
 
 When hancrincr on the accursed tree, — 
 And hopes her guilt was there. 
 
 5 Believing, we rejoice 
 
 To see the curse remove ; 
 We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, 
 And sincr his bleedincr love. 
 
 4T.— C. M. The Lamb of God. [Sew Ar. 63. 
 
 1 /^lOXTEMPLATE, saints, the source divine, 
 V_y Whence all your joys have flow'd ; 
 With grladsome hearts and oratem! ton ones 
 
 " Behold the Lamb of God ! " 
 
 2 If saved from wrath, and from the stroke 
 
 Of Heaven's avenging rod, 
 Pourincr his precious blood for vou, 
 " Behold the Lamb of God » ,; 
 
 3 Freed from the pangs of conscious guilt, 
 
 And sin's afflicting load, 
 To Jesus' blood vou owe vour peace ; 
 <•' Behold the Lamb of God ! '' 
 
 4 With holy mind, and heart renew'd, 
 
 Run ye the narrow road : 
 His sprinkled blood has cleansed vour souls ; 
 
 <•' Behold the Lamb of God !" 
 2* 
 
34 HYMN XLIX. 
 
 5 Each heavenly blessing ye receive, 
 Through Jesus is bestow'd, 
 In every good your souls possess, 
 " Behold the Lamb of God ! " 
 
 5 Hope ye in heaven with God, at last, 
 To find your blest abode ? 
 Still, as the ground of all your hopes, 
 " Behold the Lamb of God ! " 
 
 48.— 7s. Christ, the Day-Star. [New Ar. 79 
 
 1 /CHRIST, whose glory fills the skies— 
 vy Christ, the true, the only light ; 
 Sun of Righteousness, arise, 
 Triumph o'er the shades of night ; 
 Dayspring from on high, be near, 
 Day-Star, in our hearts appear. 
 
 2 Dark and cheerless is the morn, 
 If it bring no ray from thee ; 
 Joyless is the day's return, 
 
 Till thy mercy's beams we see. 
 Lord, thine inward light impart, 
 Cheering each benighted heart. 
 
 3 Visit every soul of thine, 
 
 Pierce the gloom of sin and grief; 
 Fill with radiancy divine, 
 Scatter all our unbelief ; 
 More and more thyself display, 
 Shining to the perfect day. 
 
 49.— C. M. Unchangeable Friend. [N. A. 102 
 
 1 Z^IOME, let our hearts and voices join, 
 Vy To praise the Saviour's name ; 
 Whose truth and kindness are divine, 
 Whose love 's a constant flame. 
 
HYMN L. 36 
 
 2 When most we need his gracious hand, 
 
 This Friend is always near ; 
 With heaven and earth at his command, 
 He waits to answer prayer. 
 
 3 His love no end nor measure knows, 
 
 No change oan turn its course ; 
 Immutably the same, it flows 
 From one eternal source. 
 
 4 When frowns appear to veil his face, 
 
 And clouds surround his throne ; 
 He hides the purpose of his grace 
 To make it better known. 
 
 5 And when our dearest comforts fall 
 
 Before his sov'reiofu will, 
 
 He never takes away our all, 
 
 Himself, he gives us still. 
 
 50.— lis 8s. Shepherd. [New Ar. 101. 
 
 1 rj^HE Lord is my Shepherd, his kindness I know ; 
 -L My wants will be ever supplied : 
 
 He makes me repose where the green pastures 
 grow, 
 And waters in gentleness glide. 
 
 2 My wandering affections, so often astray, 
 
 His kindness and care will reclaim, 
 To wisdom and holiness point out the way, 
 To the praise of his glorious name. 
 
 3 What though I walk through the dark valley of 
 
 death 
 No evil my spirit will fear ; 
 My Shepherd is with me, his arm is beneath 
 His love, and his comfort are near. 
 
 4 The hand of his bounty my table supplies, 
 
 My cup of enjoyment o'erflows : 
 
96 HYMN LI. 
 
 He keeps me in safety when troubles arise, 
 Nor yields to th' assaults of my foes. 
 
 5 His goodness and mercy around me are pour'd, 
 His love shall forever endure ; 
 Forever I '11 dwell in the house of the Lord ; 
 His word of salvation is sure. 
 
 51. — 8s 7s 7s. Christ's Love. [New Ar. 103. 
 
 l O 
 
 NE there is, above all others, 
 Well deserves the name of Friend ; 
 His is love beyond a brother's, 
 Costly, free, and knows no end : 
 They who once his kindness prove, 
 Find it everlasting love. 
 
 2 Whieh of all our friends, to save us, 
 
 Could or would have shed his blood? 
 But our Jesus died to have us 
 Reconciled in him to God : 
 This was boundless love indeed ! 
 Jesus is a Friend in need ! 
 
 3 When he lived on earth abased, 
 
 Friend of Sinners was his name ; 
 Now above all glory raised, 
 He rejoices in the same ; 
 Still he calls them " Brethren — friends," 
 And to all their wants attends. 
 
 4 O, for grace our hearts to soften ! 
 
 Teach us Lord at length to love ; 
 We alas ! forget too often, 
 What a Friend we have above : 
 But when home our souls are brought, 
 We will love thee as we ought. 
 
HYMN LIII. 37 
 
 52. — 8s 7s 4s. Meekness of Christ. [New Ar. 95. 
 
 1 pi EXTLE Jesus,, hcrtv I love thee ! 
 ^J Words cannot my love express ; 
 Day and night how much I prove thee 
 
 Full of mercy, full of grace ; 
 
 Wretched sinners, 
 Thou dost take delight to bless. 
 
 2 Of thy condescending goodness, 
 
 What examples do I find ! 
 'Midst neglect, contempt and rudeness, 
 Meek and lowly was thy mind ; 
 
 Gentle Jesus, 
 Thou wast altogether kind. 
 
 3 O how mild and condescending 
 
 Are the methods thou dost take ! 
 Low beneath my burden bending, 
 Bleeding, dying for my sake : 
 
 Gentle Jesus, 
 Now some word of comfort speak. 
 
 4 Lo ! I venture to approach thee ; 
 
 Though my sins are great indeed ; 
 If bv faith I may but touch thee, 
 Virtue will from thee proceed ; 
 
 Gentle Jesus, 
 Thou alone art all I need. 
 
 53.— 8s 7s. Our High-Priest [New Ar. 146. 
 
 1 "["TAIL, thou once despised Jesus, 
 
 XX Hail, thou bleeding, conq'ring King ; 
 Thou didst suffer to release us ; 
 
 Thou didst free salvation bring ! 
 Hail, thou agonizing Saviour, 
 
 Thou didst bear our sin and shamo, 
 
38 HYMN LIV. 
 
 Through thy merit we find favour ; 
 Life is given through thy name. 
 
 2 m Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, 
 
 All our sins on thee were laid ; 
 By Almighty love anointed, 
 
 Thou hast full atonement made. 
 All thy people are forgiven, 
 
 Through the virtue of thy blood ; 
 Open'd is the gate of heaven, 
 
 Man is reconciled to God. 
 
 3 Jesus, hail, enthroned in glory, 
 
 There forever to abide, 
 All the heavenly hosts adore thee, 
 
 Seated at thy Father's side : 
 There for sinners thou art pleading, 
 
 There thou dost our place prepare : 
 Ever for us interceding, 
 
 Till in glory we appear. 
 
 54.— C. M. Mediatorial Work. [New Ar. 105. 
 
 1 TT7~Hx\T wisdom, majesty and grace, 
 
 ▼ » Through all the gospel shine ; 
 'T is God that speaks, and we confess 
 The doctrine most divine. 
 
 2 Down from his starry throne on high, 
 
 The almighty Saviour comes ; 
 Lays his bright robes of glory by, 
 And feeble flesh assumes. 
 
 3 The mighty debt, the sinner owed, 
 
 Upon the cross he pays ; 
 Then through the clouds ascends to God, 
 'Midst shouts of loftiest praise. 
 
 4 There he, our great High Priest, appears, 
 
 Before his Father's throne ; 
 
HYMN LV. 39 
 
 Offers his incense with our pray'rs, 
 And pours salvation down. 
 
 5 Great God with rev'rence we adore 
 Thy justice and thy grace ; 
 And on thy faithfulness and power, 
 Our firm dependence place. 
 
 55. — S. M. Christ's Mission. [New Ar. 108. 
 
 *R 
 
 A.ISE your triumphant songs, 
 To an immortal tune ; 
 Let the wide earth resound the deeds, 
 Celestial grace has done. 
 
 2 Sinor how eternal love. 
 Its chief Beloved chose ; 
 
 And bade him raise our wretched race 
 From their abyss of woes. 
 
 3 His hand no thunder bears, 
 No terror clothes his brow, 
 
 No bolts to drive our guilty souls 
 To fiercer flames below. 
 
 4 'Twas mercy fill'd the throne, 
 And wrath stood silent by, 
 
 When Christ was sent with pardons down, 
 To rebels doom'd to die. 
 
 5 Now, sinners, dry your tears, 
 Let hopeless sorrows cease : 
 
 Bow to the sceptre of his love, 
 And take the offerd peace. 
 
 6 Lord, we obey thy call, 
 We lay an humble claim 
 
 To the salvation thou hast brought, 
 And love and praise thy name. 
 
40 HYMN LVII. 
 
 50. — 8s 7s 7s. Atonement. [New Ar. 121. 
 
 1 \T7ITH0UT blood is no remission ; 
 
 ▼ » Thus the law proclaims from heaven ; 
 Blood must flow — on this condition, 
 This alone, is sin forgiven : 
 Yes, a victim must be slain, 
 Else ail hope of life is vain. 
 
 2 But the victim — who shall find it ? 
 
 Such a one as sinners need ? 
 To the altar who shall bind it ? 
 
 Who shall make the victim bleed ? 
 Questions these of anxious thought, 
 Till the word of God is brought. 
 
 3 God himself provides the Victim — 
 
 Jesus is the Lamb of God ; 
 Heaven, and earth, and hell afflict him, 
 While he bears the sinner's load ; 
 'T is his blood, and that alone, 
 Can for human guilt atone. 
 
 4 Joyful truth ! he bore transgression 
 
 In his body on the cross ; 
 Through his blood, there 's full remission ; 
 
 All for him we count but loss : 
 
 Jesus for the sinner bleeds, 
 
 Nothing more the sinner needs. 
 
 57» — C. M. Gethscmane. [New Ar. 113. 
 
 1 "^\ARK was the night, and cold the ground 
 JL^ On which the Lord was laid ; 
 
 His sweat like drops of blood ran down, 
 In agony he pray'd : — 
 
 2 " Father, remove this bitter cup, 
 
 If such thy sacred will ; 
 
 If not, content to drink it up, 
 
 Thy pleasure I fulfil ! " 
 
HYMN LVITI. 41 
 
 3 Go to the garden, sinner ; see 
 
 Those precious drops that tiow : 
 The heavy load he bore for thee — 
 For thee he lies so low. 
 
 4 Then learn of him the cross to boar, 
 
 Thy Father's will obey : 
 And when temptations press thee near, 
 Awake to watch and pray. 
 
 5§.~ S. M. Christ upon the Cross [New Ar. 126. 
 
 1 "DEHOLD th* amazing sight, 
 
 J-J The Saviour lifted high : 
 Behold the Son of God's delight, 
 Expire hi agony. 
 
 2 For whom was broke that heart? 
 For whom these sorrows borne ? 
 
 Why did he feel that piercing smart, 
 .And meet that bitter scorn ! 
 
 3 For love of us he bled, 
 And all in torture died ; 
 
 'T was love that bow'd his fainting head 
 And op'd his gushing side. 
 
 4 I see, and I adore, 
 In sympathy of love ; 
 
 I feel the strong attractive power 
 To lift my soul above. 
 
 5 Drawn by such cords as these, 
 Let all the earth combine, 
 
 With cheerful ardour, to confess 
 The energy divine. 
 
 6 In thee, our hearts unite, 
 Nor share thv jrriefs alone, 
 
 But from thy cross pursue their flight 
 To thy triumphant throne. 
 
42 HYxMN LX. 
 
 59. — L. M. The Crucifixion. [New Ar. 129. 
 
 1 UVTt IS finish'd ! " so the Saviour cried, 
 
 -i- And meekly bowM his dying head ; 
 " 'T is nnish'd ! " yes, the race is run, 
 The battle fought, the victory won. 
 
 2 " 'T is nnish'd ! " all that Heaven decreed, 
 And all the ancient prophets said, 
 
 Is now fulnll'd, as was design'd, 
 In Christ, the Saviour of mankind. 
 
 3 " 'T is nnish'd ! " this, his dying groan, 
 Shall sins of deepest hue atone ; 
 Millions shall be redeem'd from death, 
 By this, his last expiring breath. 
 
 4 " 'T is nnish'd ! " Heaven is reconciled, 
 And all the powers of darkness spoil'd, 
 Peace, love, and happiness, again 
 Roturn and dwell with sinful men. 
 
 5 " 'T is nnish'd ! " let the joyful sound 
 Be heard through all the nations round ; 
 " 'T is finish'd ! " let the echo fly 
 
 Through heaven and hell, through earth and sky. 
 
 60. — C. L. M. The Lord is risen. [New Ar. 135. 
 
 1 TTOW calm and beautiful the morn, 
 JLL That gilds the sacred tomb, 
 Where once the Crucified was borne, 
 
 And veil'd in midnight gloom ! 
 O, weep no more the Saviour slain ; 
 The Lord is risen — he lives again. 
 
 2 Ye mourning saints, dry every tear 
 
 For your departed Lord, 
 " Behold the place — he is not hero," 
 The tomb is all imbarr'd: 
 
HYMN LXI. 43 
 
 The gates of death were closed in vain 
 The Lord is risen — he lives again. 
 
 3 Now, cheerful to the house of pray'r, 
 
 Your early footsteps bend, 
 The Saviour will himself be there, 
 
 Your Advocate and Friend : 
 Once by the law your hopes were slain, 
 But now in Christ ye live again. 
 
 4 How tranquil now the rising day, 
 
 'T is Jesus still appears, 
 A risen Lord to chase away 
 
 Your unbelieving fears : 
 O, weep no more your comforts slain, 
 The Lord is risen — he lives again. 
 
 5 And when the shades of evening fall, 
 
 When life's last hour draws nigh, 
 If Jesus shines upon the soul, 
 
 How blissful then to die : 
 Since he has risen that once was slain, 
 Ye die in Christ to live again. 
 
 61. — L. M. Christ's Intercession. [New Ar. 136 
 
 1 TTE lives, the great Redeemer lives ! 
 J- -I- What joy the blest assurance gives : 
 And now before his Father, God, 
 
 He pleads the merit of his blood. 
 
 2 Repeated crimes awake our fears, 
 
 And justice, arm'd with frowns, appears ; 
 But in the Saviour's lovely face, 
 Sweet mercy smiles, and all is peace. 
 
 3 Hence, then, ye biack despairing thoughts ; 
 Above our fears, above our faults, 
 
 His powerful intercessions rise, 
 And guilt recedes, and terror dies. 
 
44 HYMN LXII. 
 
 4 In even- dark, distressful hour, 
 When sin and Satan join their power, 
 This hope repels each fiery dart — 
 That Jesus bears us on his heart. 
 
 5 Great Advocate, Almighty Friend, 
 On thee alone our hopes depend ; 
 Our cause can never, never fail, 
 For Jesus pleads, and must prevail. 
 
 62.— C. M. The Cross and Crown. [New Ar. 144 
 
 1 f | ^HE head that once was crown'd with thorns 
 J- Is crown'd with glory now ; 
 
 A royal diadem adorns 
 
 The mighty Victor's brow. 
 
 2 The highest place that heaven affords, 
 
 Is his by so v 'reign right ; 
 The Kinof of kinofs, the Lord of lords, 
 He reigns in glory bright. 
 
 3 The joy of all who dwell above, 
 
 The joy of all below, 
 To whom he manifests his love, 
 And grants his name to know ; 
 
 4 To them the cross, with all its shame, 
 
 With all its grace is given ; 
 Their name an everlasting name, 
 Their joy — the joy of heaven. 
 
 5 They suffer with their Lord below, 
 
 They reign with him above ; 
 Their profit and their joy to know 
 The mvst'rv of his love. 
 
 6 The cross he bore, is life and health, 
 
 Though shame and death to him ; 
 His people's hope, his people's wealth, 
 Their everlasting theme. 
 
 
HYMN LXIV. 45 
 
 63.— Ss 7s. The Cross of Christ. [New Ar. 130. 
 
 1 T^" the cross of Christ I dory ! 
 
 J- Towerinc o'er the wrecks of time, 
 
 All the light of sacred storv, 
 
 -* . 
 
 Gathers round its head sublime. 
 
 2 "When the woes of life o'ertake me, 
 
 Hopes deceive and fears annoy, 
 Never shall the cross forsake me. 
 Lo ! it glows with peace and joy. 
 
 3 When the sun of Mi beaming 
 
 6 Light and love upon my way. 
 
 From the cross the radiance streaming 
 Adds more lustre to the dav. 
 
 4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, 
 
 By the cross are sanctified ; 
 Peace is there that knows no measure, 
 Jovs that through ail time abide. 
 
 5 In the cross of Christ I glory : 
 
 Towering o'er the wrecks of time, 
 All the light of sacred story. 
 Gathers round its head sublime. 
 
 6 i. — L. M. Glorying in the Cross. "New Ar. 131 
 
 1 TT T HEX I survey the wondrous cross 
 
 * » On which the Prince of Glory died ; 
 Mv richest train I count but loss. 
 And pour contempt on all my pride. 
 
 2 Forbid it. Lord, that I should boast. 
 Save in the death of Christ, my God : 
 All the vain things that charm me most, 
 I sacrifice them to his blood. 
 
 3 See., from his head, his hands, his feet, 
 Sorrow and love flow mingled down ; 
 
 3 7 
 
46 HYMM LXVI. 
 
 Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, 
 Or thorns compose so rich a crown ! 
 
 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, 
 That were a present far too small ; 
 Love so amazing, so divine, 
 Demands my soul, my life, my all. 
 
 65. — L. M. Lord of Angels. [New Ar. 147. 
 
 1 f~^ RE AT God, to what a glorious height 
 vJ Hast thou advanced the Lord, thy Son ! 
 Angels in all their robes of light, 
 
 Are made the servants of his throne. 
 
 2 Before his feet, their armies wait, 
 And swift as flames of fire they move, 
 To manage his affairs of state, 
 
 In works of vengeance or of love. 
 
 3 Now they are sent to guide our feet, 
 Up to the gates of thine abode, 
 Through all the dangers that we meet, 
 In travelling o'er the heavenly road. 
 
 4 Lord, when we leave this mortal ground, 
 And thou shalt bid us rise and come, 
 Send thy beloved angels down, 
 
 Safe to conduct our spirits home. 
 
 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 66.— C. M. Effusion of the Spirit. [New Ar. 151. 
 
 1 T ET songs of praises fill the sky ! 
 J-J Christ, our ascended Lord, 
 Sends down his Spirit from on high, 
 Ac cord in or to his word. 
 
HYMN L&Viif. 47 
 
 2 The Spirit, by his heavenly breath. 
 New life creates within. 
 
 He quickens sinners from their death 
 Of trespasses and sin. 
 
 3 The things of Christ the Spirit takes, 
 And to onr hearts reveals ; 
 
 Our bodies he his temple makes, 
 And our redemption seals. 
 
 4 Come, Holy Spirit, from above, 
 With thy celestial lire ; 
 
 Come, and with flames of zeal and love 
 Our hearts and tongues inspire ! 
 
 67.— C. ML Work of the Spirit. [New Ar. 152. 
 
 1 rpHE blessed Spirit, like the wind, 
 J- Blows when and where he please ; 
 
 How happy are the men who feel, 
 The soul enlivening breeze. 
 
 2 He forms the carnal mind afresh, 
 Subdues the power of sin, 
 
 Transforms the heart of stone to flesh, 
 And plants his grace within. 
 
 3 He sheds abroad the Father's love, 
 Applies redeeming blood, 
 
 Bids both our guilt and grief remove, 
 And brings us near to God. 
 
 4 Lord, fill each dead, benighted soul, 
 With light, and life, and joy : 
 
 None can thy mighty power control, 
 Thy glorious work destroy. 
 
 68.— C. M. Work of the Spirit. [New Ar. 153. 
 
 1 /^j RE AT Spirit, through whose mighty power 
 ^J All creatures live and move, 
 
48 HYMN LXIX. 
 
 On us thy bcnedici on shower, 
 Inspire our souls with love. 
 
 2 Hail. Source of light, arise and shine, 
 
 Darkness and doubt dispel ; 
 Give peace and joy, for we are thine, 
 In us forever dwell. 
 
 3 From death to life our spirits raise, 
 
 Complete redemption bring ; 
 Now tongues impart, to speak the praise 
 Of Christ, our God and King. 
 
 4 Thine inward witness bear, unknown 
 
 To all the world beside ; 
 Exulting, then, we '11 show and own 
 Our Jesus glorified. 
 
 69.— S.M.D. Witness of the Spirit. [New Ar. 15€ 
 
 1 OPIRIT of faith, come down, 
 ^ Reveal the things of God, 
 
 And make to us the Saviour known 
 
 And witness with the blood. 
 
 'T is thine the blood t' apply, 
 
 
 And give us each to see, 
 That he who did for sinners die, 
 Hath surely died for ?ne. 
 
 2 No ono can truly say, 
 That Jesus is the Lord, 
 
 Unless thou take the veil away, 
 
 And breathe the living word. ._ 
 
 Then, only then, we feel 
 Our interest in his blood, 
 
 And cry, with joy unspeakable, 
 " Thou art my Led, my God" 
 
HYMN LXXI. 49 
 
 70. — Ss 6s. Spirit sought. [New Ar. 157. 
 
 1 /~10ME ? Holy Ghost, all quick'ning fire, 
 Vy Come, and in me delight to rest ; 
 Grant the supplies that I require ; 
 
 O come, and consecrate my breast : 
 The temple of my soul prepare, 
 And fix thy sacred presence there. 
 
 2 My peace, my life, my comfort thou, 
 My treasure and my all thou art ; 
 True witness of my sonship, now, 
 Engraving Christ upon my heart, 
 Seal of my sins in him forgiven, 
 Earnest of love, and pledge of heaven. 
 
 3 My Comforter, mark out thine heir, 
 . Of heaven a larger earnest give ; 
 
 With clearer lio-ht thv witness bear, 
 More actively within me live ; 
 Let all my powers thy presence feel, 
 And deeper stamp thyself the seal. 
 
 71. — C. M Grie v in g the Spirit. [New Ar. 159. 
 
 1 f I ^HE God of grace will never leave, 
 -L Or cast avray his own ; 
 
 And yet when we his Spirit grieve, 
 His comforts are withdrawn. 
 
 2 If noisy war or strife abound, 
 We grieve the peaceful dove ; 
 
 His gracious influence is found 
 In paths of truth and love. 
 
 3 Should we indulge one secret sin, 
 Or disregard his laws. 
 
 His succours and support, within, 
 
 The Spirit vex'd withdraws. 
 3 
 
50 HYMN LXXIII. 
 
 *4 To sin, O leave us not a prey, 
 Nor yet to Satan's hand ; 
 But guide us, in the heav'nly way, ^ 
 
 To our Emmanuel's land. 
 
 72. — L- M. Invocation. [New Ar. 160. 
 
 1 /^lOME, Holy Spirit, calm my mind, 
 y~y And fit me to approach my God ; 
 Remove each vain and worldly thought, 
 And lead me to thy blest abode. 
 
 2 Hast thou imparted to my soul 
 A living spark of holy fire ? 
 
 kindle now the sacred flame ; 
 Make me to burn with pure desire. 
 
 3 A brighter faith and hope impart, 
 And let nie now my Saviour see ; 
 
 O, soothe and cheer my burden'd heart, 
 And bid my spirit rest in thee. 
 
 73. — 7s. Influences of the Spirit. [N. A. 161 
 
 1 pi RACIOUS Spirit, Love divine, 
 VJ Let thy light within me shine ; 
 Let my guilty fears remove, 
 
 Fill me with thy heavenly love. 
 
 2 Speak thy pard'ning grace to me ; 
 Set the burden'd sinner free ; 
 Lead mo to the Lamb of God, 
 Wash me in his precious blood. 
 
 3 Life and peace to me impart, 
 Seal salvation on my heart ; 
 Breathe thyself into my breast, 
 JSarnest of immortal rest. 
 
 4 Let mo never from thee stray, 
 Keep me in the narrow way ; 
 Fill my soul with joy divine, 
 Keep me, Lord, for ever thine. 
 
 
HYMX LXXV. 51 
 
 74. — 7s. Invocation. [X~ew Arrangement 162. 
 
 1 TJOLY GHOST, with light divine, 
 XJL Shine upon this heart of mine ; 
 Chase the shades of night away, 
 Turn my darkness into day. 
 
 2 Holy Ghost, with power divine, 
 Cleanse this guilty heart of mine ; 
 Long hath sin, without control, 
 Held dominion o'er my soul. 
 
 3 Holy Ghost, with joy divine, 
 Cheer this sadden'd heart of mine ; 
 Bid my many woes depart, 
 
 Heal inv wounded, bleeding heart. 
 
 ' 4 Holy Spirit, all-divine,^ 
 
 Dwell within this heart of mine ; 
 Cast down even* idol-throne, 
 Reign supreme — and reign alone. 
 
 "75. — C. M. Various influences desired. [X. A. 163. 
 
 1 T^TERXAL Spirit— God of truth, 
 J-^ Our contrite hearts inspire ; 
 Kindle a flame of heavenly love, 
 
 And feed the pure desire. 
 
 2 'T is thine to soothe the sorrowing mind, 
 
 With guilt and fear oppress'd ; 
 'T is thine to bid the dying live, 
 And give the wean* rest. 
 
 3 Subdue the power of every sin, 
 
 Whate'er that sin may be ; 
 That we, in singleness of heart, 
 May worship only thee. 
 
 4 Then with our spirits witness bear, 
 
 That we ? re the sons of God ; 
 Redeem'd from sin, and death, and hell, 
 Through Christ's atoning blood. 
 
52 HYMN LXXVII. 
 
 76.— C. M. The Spirit desired. [New Ar. 164 
 
 1 /^ REAT Father of each perfect gift 
 VJ Behold thy servants wait ; 
 With longing eyes, and lifted hands, 
 
 We flock aroiind thy gate. 
 
 2 O ! shed abroad that choicest gift — 
 
 Thy Spirit from above, 
 To cheer our eyes with sacred light, 
 And fire our hearts with love. 
 
 3 Blest earnest of eternal joy, 
 
 Declare our sins forgiven : 
 And bear with energy. divine, 
 
 Our raptured thoughts to heaven. 
 
 4 Diffuse, O Go#, thy copious showers, 
 
 That earth its fruit may yield, 
 And change the barren wilderness, 
 To Carmei's flowery field. 
 
 WARNINGS. 
 
 77, — CM. Boast not thyself of to-morrow. [N.A.194 
 
 1 XTTHY should we boast of time to come, 
 
 ▼ » Though but a single day ? 
 This hour may fix our final doom, 
 Though strong, and young, and gay. 
 
 2 The present we should now redeem ; 
 
 This only is our own ; 
 The past, alas ! is all a dream, 
 The future is unknown. 
 
 3 O ! think, what vast concerns depend 
 
 Upon a moment's space ; 
 When life and all its cares shall end 
 In vengeance or in grace. 
 
HYMN LXXVIII. 53 
 
 4 O, for that power which melts the heart, 
 
 And mounts the soul on high, 
 Where sin, and grief, and death depart, 
 And pleasures never die. 
 
 5 There we with ecstacy shall fall 
 
 ■i 
 
 Before Emanuel's feet ; 
 And hail him as our All in all, 
 In happiness complete. 
 
 7§.— P. M. Call to the Young. [New Ar. 195. 
 
 1 T"P, for thy life, young soul ! 
 w Foes gather round thee fast ; 
 
 Up, for the swift hours roll 
 Thy favour d season past. 
 
 Now thou art strong, 
 
 Gird for the fight, 
 
 Decay, ere long, 
 
 Shall waste thy might. 
 
 2 Christ and his ransom'd band, 
 Toward heaven thy soul allure ; 
 Glorious at his right hand, 
 While joys on high endure. 
 
 There rest complete : 
 Thrice-welcome they, 
 Whose early feet 
 His call obey. 
 
 3 Mark, now, from realms above, 
 The Spirit o'er thee bends : 
 Gift of the Saviour's love, 
 Him, God the Father sends : 
 
 He leads secure — 
 His sword and shield 
 Make victory sure, 
 Make Satan yield. 
 
54 HYMN LXXX. 
 
 4 God and his saints invite ; 
 
 Hell warns with dreadful voice ; 
 Life, death, all things unite 
 To press thy timely choice. 
 List to that call ! 
 On Jesus' side, 
 . Trust now thine all — 
 In him abide. 
 
 
 i T . 
 
 79.— S.M. Life, a Vapour. [New Ar. 196. 
 
 10-MORROW, Lord, is thine. 
 Lodged in thy sov'reign hand ; 
 And if its sun arise and shine, 
 It shines by thy command. 
 
 2 The present moment flies, 
 And bears our life away ; 
 
 O, make thy servants truly wise, 
 That they may live to-day / 
 
 3 Since on this winged hour 
 Eternity is hung, 
 
 Awake by thine almighty power, 
 The aged and the young. 
 
 4 " One thing " demands our care, 
 O, be it still pursued, 
 
 Lest, slighted once, the season fair 
 Should never be renew'd. 
 
 80.— L. M. Why will ye die ? [New Ar. 197. 
 
 1 "TTTHY, thoughtless sinner wilt thou die ? 
 
 V V Why yield to Satan's fatal charm ? 
 iVhy wilt thou yet believe the lie, 
 That sin can do thy soul no harm ? 
 
 2 God has pronounced the sinner's doom ; 
 In ruin soon his- course must end : 
 
HYMN LXXXII. 53 
 
 Wilt thou in sin on peace presume, 
 Or on vain confidence depend ? 
 
 3 Hast thou an ami like God most high, 
 In equal war with him to meet ? 
 Canst thou his thunderbolts defy, 
 
 Or quench his flames beneath thy feet ? 
 
 4 Peace is proclaimed ! O bless the sound 
 Of pardon, bought with love divine ; 
 God has himself the ransom found, 
 Which could atone for sins like thine. 
 
 §1. — L. B£ * One thing needful. [New Ar. 198. 
 
 1 "IT7HY will ye waste on trifling cares, 
 
 ▼ ▼ That life which God's compassion spares, 
 While, in the various range of thought, 
 The one thing needful is forgot? 
 
 2 Shall God invite you from above ? 
 Shall Jesus urge his dying love ? 
 
 Shall troubled conscience give you pain ? 
 And all these pleas unite in vain ? 
 
 3 Not so your eyes will always view 
 Those objects which you now pursue ; 
 Not so will heaven and hell appear, 
 When death's decisive hour is near/ 
 
 4 Almighty God, thy ^race impart, 
 Fix deep conviction on each heart ; 
 Nor let us waste^ on trifling cares, 
 That life which thy compassion spares. 
 
 §2. — C. L. Bf. Go, watch and pray. [New Ar. 199. 
 
 1 /"2J.O» ^vatch and pray : thou canst not tell 
 VJ How near thine hour may be ; 
 Thou canst not know how soon the bell 
 May toll its notes for thee. 
 
56 HYMN LXXXIII. 
 
 Death's countless snares beset thy way ; 
 Frail child of dust, go, watch and pray. 
 
 2 Fond youth, while free from blighting care, 
 
 Does thy firm pulse beat high ? 
 Do hope's glad visions, bright and fair, 
 
 Sparkle before thine eye ? 
 Soon these must change, must pass away ; 
 Frail child of dust, go, watch and pray. 
 
 3 Ambition, stop thy panting breath ; 
 
 Pride, sink thy lifted eye ! 
 Behold the caverns dark with de*th 
 
 Before you open lie. 
 The heavenly warning now obey ; 
 Ye sons of pride, go, watch and pray. 
 
 4 Thou aged man, life's wintry storm, 
 
 Hath sear'd thy vernal bloom ; 
 With trembling limbs and wasting form, 
 
 Thou 'rt bending to the tomb. 
 And can vain hope lead thee astray, 
 Go ! weary pilgrim, watch and pray. 
 
 INVITATIONS. 
 
 §3. — S. M. The Gospel Trumpet. [New Ar. 255 
 
 1 "VTE trembling captives, hear ! 
 
 -I- The gospel trumpet sounds 
 No sound beside can charm the ear. 
 Or heal your heart-felt wounds. 
 
 2 'T is not the trump of war, 
 Nor Sinai's thunder's roar ; 
 
 Salvation's news it spreads afar, 
 And vengeance is no more. 
 
I 
 
 HYMN LXXXV. 57 
 
 3 Grace, pardon, love, and peace, 
 Glad heaven aloud proclaims ; 
 
 And earth the Jubilee's release, 
 With eager rapture, claims. 
 
 4 Far, far to distant lands 
 The joyful news shall spread ; 
 
 And Jesus all his willing bands, 
 In one blest triumph, lead. 
 
 84.— 6s 4s. To-day. [New Arrang. 256. 
 
 1 rW10-DAY, the Saviour calls ! j 
 J- Ye wand'rers come ; 
 O, ye benighted souls, 
 
 Why longer roam. 
 
 2 To-day, the Saviour calls ! 
 
 O, listen now : 
 Within theso sacred walls 
 To Jesus bow. 
 
 3 To-day, the Saviour calls ! 
 
 For refuge fly ; 
 The storm of vengeance falls ; 
 Ruin is nigh. 
 
 4 The Spirit calls to-day J 
 
 Yield to his power ; 
 O, grieve him not away ; 
 'T is mercv's hour. 
 
 85. — 7s * Come and Welcome. [New Ar. 257. 
 
 1 "JT^ROM the cross uplifted high, 
 -T Where the Saviour deigns to die, 
 What melodious sounds we hear, 
 Bursting on the ravish'd ear : 
 " Love's redeeming work is done ; 
 Come and welcome, sinner, come." 
 3* 
 

 58 HYMN LXXXVI. 
 
 2 Sprinkled now, with blood, the throne, 
 Why beneath thy burdens groan? 
 
 On my pierced body laid, 
 Justice owns the ransom paid ; 
 * Bow the knee, and kiss the Son, 
 " Come and welcome, sinner, come." 
 
 3 Spread for thee, the festal board, 
 See with richest dainties stored ; 
 To thy Father's bosom press'd, 
 Yet again a child confess'd ; 
 Never from his house to roam, 
 
 " Come and welcome, sinner, come." 
 
 4 Soon the days of life shall end ; 
 
 Lo ! I come, your Saviour, Friend ; 
 
 Safe your spirit to convey, 
 
 To the realms of endless day ; 
 
 Up to my eternal home, 
 
 " Come and welcome, sinner, come." 
 
 86. — 7s. Expostulation. [New Vr. 258. 
 
 1 TTEARTS of stone, relent, relent, 
 J--L Break, by Jesus' cross subdued, 
 See his body mangled, rent, 
 Cover'd with a gore of blood ; 
 Sinful soul, what hast thou done, 
 Crucified th' Eternal Son ! 
 
 2 Yes, thy sins have done the deed, 
 Driven the nails that fix'd him there, 
 Crown'd with thorns his sacred head, 
 Plunged into his side the spear, 
 Made his soul a sacrifice, 
 
 While for sinful man he dies. 
 
 3 Wilt thou let him bleed in vain ? 
 Still to death thy Lord pursue ? 
 
 
HYMN LXXXVIII. 59 
 
 Open all his wounds again ? 
 And the shameful cross renew ? 
 No ; with all my sins I '11 part ; 
 Break, O break, my bleeding heart. 
 
 87.— lis. Delay Not. [New Arrang. 259. 
 
 1 ~"\ELAY not, delay not, O sinner, draw near, 
 -U The waters of life are now flowing for thee. 
 No price is demanded, the Saviour is here, 
 Redemption is purchased, salvation is free. 
 
 2 Delay not, delay not, why longer abuse 
 The love and compassion of Jesus, thy God? 
 A fountain is open'd, how canst thou refuse 
 
 To wash and be cleansed in his pardoning blood. 
 
 3 Delay not, delay not, O sinner, to come, 
 For mercy still lingers, and calls thee to-day : 
 Her voice is not heard in the vale of the tomb ; 
 Her message, unheeded, will soon pass away. 
 
 4 Delay not, delay not, the Spirit of Grace, 
 
 Long grieved and resisted, may take its sad flight; 
 And leave thee in darkness to finish thy race, 
 To sink in the vale of eternity's night. 
 
 5 Delay not, delay not, the hour is at hand — 
 
 The earth shall dissolve, and the heavens shall 
 
 fade ; 
 The dead, small and great, in the judgment shall 
 
 stand ; 
 What power, then, O sinner, shall lend thee its 
 
 aid! 
 
 §8. — 7s. Fulness of Christ. [New Ar. 260. 
 
 1 "DLEEDING hearts, defiled by sin, 
 -L* Jesus Christ can make you clean : 
 Contrite souls, with guilt oppress'd 
 Jesus Christ can give you rest. 
 
60 HYMN LXXXIX. 
 
 2 You that mourn o'er follies past, 
 Precious hours and years laid waste ; 
 Turn to God, O turn and live, 
 Jesus Christ can still forgive. 
 
 3 You that oft have wander'd far, 
 From the light of Bethlehem's star, 
 Trembling, now your steps retrace, 
 Jesus Christ is full of grace. 
 
 4 Souls benighted and forlorn, 
 Grieved, afflicted, tempest-worn, 
 Now in Israel's Rock confide, 
 Jesus Christ for man has died. 
 
 5 Fainting souls, in peril's hour, 
 Yield not to the tempter's power ; 
 On the risen Lord rely, 
 
 Jesus Christ now reigns on high. 
 
 89.— C P. M. A Voice of Warning. [New Ar. 261 
 
 1 rr\ HAT warning voice, O sinner, hear, 
 JL And while salvation lingers near, 
 
 The heavenly call obey ; 
 Flee from destruction's downward path, 
 Flee from the threat'nincf storm of wrath 
 
 That rises o'er thy way. 
 
 2 Soon night comes on with thick'ning shade ; 
 The tempest hovers o'er thy head, 
 
 The winds their fury pour ; 
 The lightnings rend the earth and skies, 
 The thunders roar, the flames arise, 
 
 What terrors fill that hour. 
 
 3 That warning voice, O sinner, hear, 
 Whose accents linger on thine ear ; 
 
 Thy footsteps now retrace : 
 
 
HYMN XC. 61 
 
 Renounce thy sins, and be forgiven, 
 Believe, become an heir of heaven, 
 And 6ing redeeming grace. 
 
 4 Then, while a voice of pardon speaks, 
 The storm is hush'd, the morning breaks, 
 
 The heavens are all serene ; 
 Fresh verdure clothes the beauteous fields, 
 Joy echoes from the distant hills, 
 
 New wonders fill the scene. 
 
 90, — 7s 6s. Balm in Gilead. [New Ar. 262. 
 
 1 TT7"HY should gloomy thoughts arise, 
 
 ▼ ▼ And darkness fill the mind ? 
 Why that bosom heave with sighs, 
 
 And yet no refuge find ? 
 Knowest thfou not of Gilead's balm ; 
 Of the great Physician there, 
 Who can every fear disarm, 
 
 And save thee from despair ? 
 
 2 Still o'erwhelm'd with floods of grief, 
 
 And fill'd with sore dsmay ; 
 Looking downward for relief, 
 
 Without one cheering ray ? 
 Lift thy streaming eyes to heaven ; 
 There the great atonement see. 
 All thy sin shall be forgiven ; 
 
 Believe, and thou art free. 
 
 3 He that for thy soul hath died, 
 
 Invites thee now to come ; 
 He, the law hath satisfied, - 
 
 And can reverse thy doom : 
 He hath suffer'd grief and shame ; 
 He hath shed his precious blood. 
 O believe in Jesus' name, 
 
 And b* t\t peace with God. 
 
62 HYMN XCII. 
 
 91.— 7s. Go to Golgotha. [New \i. 132. 
 
 1 /^ O to Golgotha, and weep 
 vJ With the sufTring Son of God, 
 And behold, with anguish deep, 
 Where the sacred Victim stood ; 
 Like a lamb to slaughter led, 
 Every friend and helper fled. 
 
 2 Go to Golgotha, and see 
 All the heavens in sackcloth hung, 
 While rebuke and blasphemy 
 Issue foul from every tongue. 
 Hear that agonizing cry, 
 
 While the rending rocks reply. 
 
 3 Go to Golgotha, and tell 
 
 Why the scourge, the crown of thorn, 
 Why the powers of earth and hell 
 Join in deeds of hate and scorn ; 
 Why such innocence in tears, 
 On the shameful cross appears. 
 
 4 Go to Golgotha, and learn 
 All the bitterness 4f sin ; 
 
 In those scenes of wrath discern 
 WTiat thine own desert hath been. 
 Thine the shame, reproach, and guilt ; 
 'T was for thee that blood was spilt. 
 
 5 Go to Golgotha, and pray 
 That thy sins may be forgiven ; 
 He on whom thy burthens lay, 
 Now is Advocato in heaven. 
 Lift thine eyes to his abode, 
 Trusting in the Son of God. 
 
 92. — 8s 7s. A Fountain opened. [N. A. 263 
 
 1 /~10ME to Calv'ry's holy mountain, 
 V^ Sinners ruin'd by the fall, 
 
HYMN XCIII. 
 
 Here a pure and healing fountain 
 
 Flows for every guilty soul, 
 In a full perpetual tide ; 
 Open'd when the Saviour died. 
 
 2 Come, in sorrow and contrition, 
 
 Wounded, impotent, and blind ; 
 Here the guilty seek remission ; 
 
 Here the lost a refuge find. 
 Health, this fountain will restore ; 
 He that drinks shall thirst no more. 
 
 3 Come, ye dying, live forever ; 
 
 'T is a soul-reviving flood ; 
 God is faithful ; he will never 
 
 Break his covenant, seaFd in blood ; 
 Sign'd when our Redeemer died — 
 SeaFd when he was glorified. 
 
 CONVICTION AND PENITENCE. 
 
 93. — C. ML Conviction. [Sew Arrang. 268. 
 
 1 "^OTH God invite me to his arms, 
 J-J And do I still delay ? 
 
 Shall he impart his just commands, 
 And I refuse t' obey. 
 
 2 Doth Jesus call me to rely 
 
 Upon his righteousness, 
 For safety bid me thither fly, 
 And I despise his grace ? 
 
 3 Hath not the Holy Spirit yet, 
 
 Withdrawn his influence ? 
 And do I still supinely sit, 
 
 Immersed in earth and sense ? 
 
 , 
 
64 HYMN XCV. 
 
 4 By mercy wooed, by wrath pursued, 
 How sluggish I remain ; 
 Rouse up, my dull inactive powers, 
 The heavenly prize to gain. 
 
 94.— C. M. Sinner'* Relief. [New Ar. 278. 
 
 1 TT7HERE shall a wretched sinner flee, 
 
 » » To ease his wounded soul? 
 The Saviour cries, Believe in me, 
 And I will make thee whole. 
 
 2 Believe in thee, my dearest Lord, 
 
 Oh, help mine unbelief, 
 All needful grace do thou afford, 
 And send me quick relief. 
 
 3 Sprinkled with thine atoning blood, 
 
 Let me at length appear 
 Before the awful bar of God, 
 And find acceptance there. 
 
 95. — 7s 6s. Sinner desponding, [New Ar. 279. 
 
 1 "\T7"HY sinks my soul desponding ? 
 
 VV Why fill my eyes with tears, 
 While nature all-surrounding 
 
 The smile of beauty wears ? 
 Why, burden' d still with sorrow, 
 
 Is every lab'ring thought ? 
 Each vision that I borrow, 
 
 With gloom and sadness fraught ? 
 
 2 The pleasures that deceived me 
 
 My soul no more can charm, 
 Of rest they have bereaved me, 
 
 And fill'd me with alarm ; 
 The objects, I have cherish'd, 
 
 Are empty as the wind ; 
 
 
HYMN XCVI. 65 
 
 My earthly joys are perished ; 
 What comfort shall I tiud I 
 
 3 If inward, still inquiring, 
 
 I turn my searching eye, 
 Or upward, now aspiring, 
 
 I raise my feeble cry, 
 No heavenly ligrht is beaming ^ 
 
 To cheer my troubled breast, 
 No ray of comfort gleaming 
 
 To give my spirit rest. 
 
 4 O, from this dreadful anguish, 
 
 Is there no refuge nigh ? 
 'T is guilt that makes me languish, 
 
 And leaves me thus to die : 
 I will renounce my folly 
 
 Before the throne of grace ; 
 And make the Lord, most holy, 
 
 My strength and righteousness. 
 
 96.— C. M. Self-condemned. [New Ar. 280. 
 
 1 AH, what can I, a sinner, do, 
 -£j^- With all my guilt oppressed ? 
 I feel the hardness of my heart, 
 
 And conscience knows no rest. 
 
 2 Great God, thy good and perfect law 
 
 Does all my life condemn ; 
 The secret evils of my soul 
 Fill me with fear and shame. 
 
 3 How many precious Sabbaths gone, 
 
 I never can recall ; 
 And O, what cause have I to mourn, 
 Who misimproved them all. 
 
 4 How long, how often have I heard 
 
 Of Jesus, and of heaven ; 
 
66 m HYMN XCVIII. 
 
 Yet scarcely listen'd to his word, 
 Or pray'd to be forgiven. 
 
 5 Constrain me, Lord, to turn to Thee, 
 And grant renewing grace ; 
 For thou this flinty heart canst break, 
 And thine shall be the praise. 
 
 97.— CM. Repentance. [New Ar. 281. 
 
 1 A LAS ! and did my Saviour bleed, 
 • -£jL And did my Sovereign die, 
 
 Did he devote that sacred head, 
 For such a worm as I ? 
 
 2 Was it for crimes that I had done, 
 
 He groan'd upon the tree ? 
 Amazing pity, grace unknown, 
 And love beyond degree. 
 
 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, 
 
 And shut his glories in ; 
 When-Christ, the Prince of Glory, died, 
 For man, the creature's sin. 
 
 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face, 
 
 While his dear cross appears, 
 Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, 
 And melt my eyes to tears. 
 
 5 But floods of grief can ne'er repay, 
 
 The debt of love I owe ; 
 Here, Lord, I give myself away — 
 'T is all that I can do. 
 
 9§,__C. M. Penitential [New Arrang. 282 
 
 1 f\ IF my soul was form'd for wo, 
 V>^5 How would I vent my sighs, 
 Repentance should, like rivers, flow 
 From both my streaming eyes. 
 
 
HYMN XCIX. 67 
 
 2 'T was for my sins, my dearest Lord 
 
 Hung on the cursed tree, 
 And groan'd away a dying life, 
 For thee, my soul, for thee. 
 
 3 O, how I hate those sins of mine 
 
 That shed the Saviour's blood ; 
 That pierced and nail'd his sacred flesh 
 Fast to the fatal wood. 
 
 4 Yes, my Redeemer, they shall die ; 
 
 My heart hath so decreed ; 
 Nor will I spare the guilty things 
 That made my Saviour bleed. 
 
 5 While with a melting, broken heart, 
 
 My murder'd Lord I view, 
 I '11 raise revenge against my sins, 
 And slay the murderers too. 
 
 99. — S. M. Penitential. [New Arrang 283. 
 
 1 r\ THAT I could repent, 
 v^5 With all my idols part, 
 
 And to thy gracious eye present 
 An humble, contrite heart. 
 
 2 A heart with grief oppress'd 
 At having grieved my God, 
 
 A troubled heart that cannot rest, 
 Till sprinkled with thy blood. 
 
 3 Jesus, on me bestow 
 The penitent desire : 
 
 With true sincerity of wo 
 
 My thoughtless breast inspire. 
 
 r 
 
 4 With soft'ning pity look, 
 And melt my hardness down ; 
 
 Strike, with thy love's effectual stroke, 
 And break this heart of stone 
 
68 HYMN CI. 
 
 100.— L.M. Penitential [New Ar. 284. 
 
 1 A LAS, alas, how blind I 've been, 
 -£jL How little of myself I 've seen ! 
 Sportive I sail'd the sensual tide, 
 Thoughtless of God, whom I defied. 
 
 2 Oft have I heard of heaven and hell, 
 Where bliss and wo eternal dwell ; 
 But mock'd the threats of truth divine, 
 And scorn'd the place where angels shine. 
 
 3 My heart has long refused the blood 
 Of Jesus, the descending God ; 
 And guilty passion boldly broke 
 
 The holy law which Heaven had spoke. 
 
 4 Th' alluring world controlPd my choice ; 
 When conscience spoke, I hush'd its voice: 
 Securely laugh'd along the road, 
 
 Which hapless millions first had trod. 
 
 5 But now, th' Almighty God comes near 
 And fills my -soul with awful fear — 
 Fear, lest I sink to endless pain, 
 
 Nor hear the voice of joy again. 
 
 101. — S. M. Self-examination, [New Ar. 286. 
 
 1 AH, whither should I go, 
 
 -Ol Burden'd, and sick, and faint? 
 To whom should I my troubles show, 
 And pour out my complaint? 
 
 2 My Saviour bids me come : 
 Ah, why do I delay ? 
 
 He ealls the weary sinners home ; 
 And yet from him I stay. 
 
 3 What is it keeps me back, 
 From which I cannot part, — 
 
HYMN CII. 69 
 
 Which will not let the Saviour take 
 Possession of my heart I 
 
 4 Some wicked thing unknown 
 Must surely lurk within ; 
 
 Some idol which I do not own, 
 Some secret bosom-sin. 
 
 5 Jesus, the hindrance show, 
 Which I have fear d to see : 
 
 And make me now consent to know 
 What keeps me back from thee. 
 
 6 Searcher of hearts ! in mine 
 Thy trying power display ; 
 
 Into its darkest comers shine, 
 And take the veil away. 
 
 102.— S. ML Ruin had Recovery. [New Ar. 287. 
 
 1 TTOW heavy is the night, 
 I . J . That hangs upon our eyes, 
 
 Till Christ with his reviving light, 
 Over our souls arise. 
 
 2 Our guilty spirits dread 
 
 To meet the wrath of Heaven ; 
 But in his righteousness array'd, 
 We see our sins forgiven. 
 
 3 Unholy and impure, 
 
 Are all our thoughts and wavs ; 
 His hands infected nature cure, 
 With sanctifying grace. 
 
 4 The powers of hell agree, 
 To hold our souls in vain ; 
 
 He sets the sons of bondage free, 
 And breaks the galling chain. 
 
70 HYMN CIV. 
 
 5 Lord, we adore thy ways, 
 
 That bring us near to God ; 
 Thy sov'reign power, thy healing grace, 
 
 And thine atoning blood. 
 
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 103.— C. P. M. Contrition. [New Ar. 288. 
 
 1 " LOOK to thee, O Lord, alone, 
 
 Jl And low beneath thy gracious throne 
 
 Pour out my ardent prayer : 
 Pardon my sin, my soul reprieve, 
 No hand but thine can now relieve, 
 
 Or save me from despair. 
 
 2 My trembling spirit, nll'd with awe, 
 Beholds the terrors of thy law, 
 
 And bows itself in dust ; 
 Thou, Lord, are righteous, just, and good, 
 My only refuge is thy blood : 
 
 Thou art my only trust. 
 
 3 Guilty, before thy bar I plead, 
 Guilty in thought, in word, and deed, 
 
 Wholly denied by sin : 
 O, heal the leprosy of soul ! 
 One pard'ning word can make me whole, 
 
 And bid my heart be clean. 
 
 104.— S. M. Troubled Soul. [New Ar. 291. 
 
 1 T ORD, can a soul like mine, 
 J-J Unholy and unclean, 
 
 Dare venture near a throne of grace, 
 With such a load of sin ? 
 
 2 When I attempt to pray, 
 And lisp thy holy name, 
 
 My thoughts are hurried soon away 
 I know not where I am. 
 
HYMN CV. 71 
 
 3 When in thy word I look 
 Such darkness fills my mind 
 
 I only read a sealed book, 
 Ana* no relief I find. 
 
 4 Myself can hardly bear, 
 This wretched heart of mine ; 
 
 How hateful, theu, must it appear, 
 To those pure eyes of thine. 
 
 5 Low at thy feet I bow, 
 O, pity and forgive, 
 
 Here will I lie, and wait till thou 
 Shalt bid me rise and live. 
 
 105.— 7s 6s. Pleading for Grace. [New Ax 294. 
 
 1 "XT^RETCHED, helpless, and distress'd 
 VV Ah whither shall I fly ? 
 Ever panting after rest, 
 
 Where shall I turn mine eye ? 
 Naked, sick, and poor, and blind, 
 Bound in sin and misery : 
 Friend of sinners, let me find 
 My help, my all in thee. 
 
 # 2 Jesus, full of truth and grace, 
 
 O, hear my sad complaint ; 
 Be the wanderer's resting place, 
 
 A cordial for the faint : 
 Make me rich, for 1 am poor ; 
 Let me now thy presence find ; 
 To the dying, health restore, 
 
 And eyesight to the blind. • 
 
 3 Fill my soul with heavenly grace, 
 With pure humility : 
 Clothe me with thy righteousness : 
 Endue my heart with thee : 
 
73 HYMN CVL 
 
 Let thine image be restored ; 
 Let me thy forgiveness prove ; 
 Fill me with thy fulness, Lord, 
 For boundless is thy love. 
 
 106. — 7s. Deep Contrition. [New Ar. 295. 
 
 1 TESUS, save my dying soul ; 
 
 •J Make the broken spirit whole ; 
 Humbled in the dust I lie ; 
 Saviour, leave me not to die. 
 
 2 Jesus, full of every grace, 
 Now reveal thy smiling face : 
 Grant the joy of sin forgiven 
 Foretaste of the bliss of heaven. 
 
 3 All my guilt to thee is known, 
 Thou art righteous, thou alone ; 
 All my help is from thy cross ; 
 All beside I count but loss. 
 
 4 Lord, in thee I now believe ; 
 Wilt thou — wilt thou not forgive ? 
 Helpless at thy feet I lie ; 
 Saviour, leave me not to die. 
 
 
 CONVERSION AND CONSECRATION. 
 
 107.— C. M. Prisoners of Hope. [New Ar. 298. 
 
 1 TT7"HEN first my dangerous state I saw, 
 
 » ▼ And knew not where to run ; 
 I fled from God's avenging law, 
 • To duties I had done. 
 
 2 But these, alas ! I quickly found, 
 
 Afforded no defence ; 
 For threat'ning vengeance burst around, 
 And drove my soul from thence. 
 
HYMN CVIII. 73 
 
 3 Cut off from ev'ry legal hope, 
 
 And sinking in despair, 
 I turn'd mine eyes to Calv'ry's top, 
 And saw a refuse there. 
 
 4 Jesus, the Saviour, cried aloud, 
 
 " Pris'ners of hope." come in ! 
 There ? s peace and safety in my blood, 
 From vengeance and from sin. 
 
 5 I enter'd this stronghold in haste — 
 
 And found myself secure ; 
 And from a sense of mercies past, 
 I learn to trust him more. 
 
 10§.— L. M. Renouncing the World. [N. A 299 
 
 l I 
 
 SEND the joys of earth away — 
 Away, ye tempters of the mind ! 
 False as the smooth, deceitful sea, 
 And empty as the whistling wind 
 
 2 Your streams were floating me along, 
 Down to the gulf of dark despair : 
 And, while I listen'd to vour sona, 
 
 Your streams had e'en couvev'd me there. 
 
 3 Lord ! I adore thy matchless grace, 
 That warn'd me of that dark abyss ; 
 That drew me from those treacherous seas, 
 And bade me seek superior bliss. 
 
 4 Now to the shining realms above, 
 
 I stretch my hands, and lift mine eyes ; 
 O ! for the pinions of a dove, 
 To bear me to the upper skies. 
 
 5 There, from the bosom of my God, 
 Oceans of endless pleasure roll : 
 There would I fix my last abode, 
 A.nd drown the sorrows of mv soul. 
 
 4 
 
74 HYMN CX. 
 
 109.— C. M. Looking to Christ [N. A. 300 
 
 1 TESUS, thou art the sinner's Friend ; 
 •J As such I look to thee ; 
 
 Now, in the fulness of thy love, 
 
 Lord, remember me. 
 
 2 Remember thy pure word of grace, — 
 
 Remember Calvary ; 
 Remember all thy dying groans, 
 And, then, remember me. 
 
 3 Thou wondrous Advocate with God, 
 
 1 yield myself to thee ; 
 
 While thou art sitting on thy throne, 
 Dear Lord, remember me. 
 
 4 Lord, I am guilty — I am vile, 
 
 But thy salvation 's free ; 
 Then, in thine all-abounding grace, 
 Dear Lord, remember me. 
 
 5 And, when I close my eyes in death, 
 
 When creature -helps all flee, 
 Then, O my dear Redeemer-God, 
 I pray, remember me. 
 
 110.-— C. M. Taking up the Cross. [New Ar.301 
 
 1 A ND must I part with all I have, 
 -£jL Jesus, my Lord, for thee ? 
 This is my joy, since thou hast done 
 
 Much more than this for me. 
 
 2 Yes, let it go ! — one look from thee 
 
 Will more than make amends, 
 For all the losses I sustain 
 Of credit, wealth, or friends. 
 
 3 Ten thousand worlds, ten thousand lives, 
 
 How worthless they appear, 
 Compared with thee, supremely good, 
 Divinely bright and fair. 
 
HYMX CXII. 75 
 
 4 Saviour of souls, while I from thee, 
 A single smile obtain. 
 Though destitute of all things else, 
 I '11 glory in my gain ! 
 
 111.— C.P.M. The World renounced. [X. A. 302. 
 
 1 " QUIT the world's fantastic joys, 
 -L Her honours are but idle tovs, 
 
 * ■ 
 
 Her bliss an empty shade ; 
 Like meteors in the midnight skv, 
 
 o # » - 
 
 That glitter for a while and die, 
 Her glories flash and fade. 
 
 2 Let fools for riches strive and toil, 
 Let greedy minds divide the spoil, 
 
 ? T is all too mean for me : 
 Above the earth, above the skies, 
 My bold aspiring wishes rise, 
 
 My God, to heaven and thee. 
 
 3 O Source of grlorv. life, and love, 
 When to thy courts I mount above, 
 
 On contemplation's wiii£.s. 
 I look with pity and disdain 
 On all the pleasures of the vain, 
 
 On all the pomps of kings. 
 
 4 Thy beauties rising in my sight, 
 Divinely sweet, divinely brio-ht. 
 
 With raptures till my breast ; 
 Though robb'd of all my earthly store, 
 AN ith thee I never can be poor, 
 
 But must be ever blest. 
 
 112.— C. M. Bearing; the Cross. r Xew Ar. 303. 
 
 1 \ SHAMED of Christ ! — my soul disdains 
 ■£*- The mean, un^eivrous thought : 
 Shall I disown that Friend, whose blood 
 To man salvation brought ! 
 
76 HYMN CXIII. 
 
 2 With the glad news of love and peace, 
 
 From heaven to earth he came ; 
 For us endured the painful cross, 
 For us despised the shame. 
 
 3 At his command we most take up 
 
 Our cross without delay ; 
 Our lives, yea, thousand lives of ours, 
 His love can ne'er repay. 
 
 4 Each faithful sufT'rer, Jesus views 
 
 With infinite delight ; 
 Their lives to him are dear ; their deaths 
 Are precious in his sight. 
 
 5 To bear his name — his cross to bear, 
 
 Our highest honour this ! 
 Who firmly suffers for him now, 
 Shall reign with him in bliss. 
 
 6 But should we, in the evil day, 
 
 From our profession fly, 
 Jesus, the Judge, before the world 
 The traitors will deny. 
 
 113.— C. M. Subdued by the Cross. [N. A. 304 
 
 "N evil long I took delight, 
 Unawed by shame or fear, 
 Till a new object struck my sight, 
 And stopp'd my wild career. 
 
 
 
 l l 
 
 2 I saw one hanging on a tree, 
 
 In agonies and blood ; 
 He fix'd his languid eyes on me, 
 As near his cross I stood. 
 
 3 O ! never till my latest breath, 
 
 Shall I forget that look 
 It seem'd to charge me with his death, 
 Though not a word he spoke. 
 
HYMN CXIV. 77 
 
 4 My conscience felt and own'd the guilt, 
 
 It plunged me in despair ; 
 I saw, my sins his blood had spilt, 
 And help'd to nail him there. 
 
 5 A second look he gave, that said, 
 
 " I freelv all forgive ; 
 This blood is for thy ransom paid — 
 . I die that thou mayst live." 
 
 G Thus, while his death my sin displays 
 In ail its blackest hue — 
 Such is tho mystery of grace — 
 It seals my pardon too. 
 
 114t — H. Bft. Submission. [Xew Arrang. 305 
 
 1 /^lOME, my Redeemer, come, 
 y~S And deicai to dwell with me, 
 Come, and thy right assume, 
 And bid thy rivals flee : 
 Come, my Redeemer, quickly come, 
 Aud make my heart thy lasting home. 
 
 22 Exert thy mighty power, 
 
 And banish all mv sin : 
 
 In this auspicious hour, 
 
 Bring all thy graces in : 
 Come, my Redeemer, quickly come, 
 And make mv heart thv lastino- home. 
 
 3 Rule thou hi every thought 
 And passion of my soul, 
 Till all my powers are brought 
 Beneath thv full control : 
 
 Come, my Redeemer, quickly come, 
 And make mv heart thv lastino- home. 
 
 4 Then shall my days be thine, 
 And all my heart be love, 
 
78 HYMN CXVI. 
 
 And joy and peace be mine, 
 
 Such as are known above : 
 Come, my Redeemer, quickly come, 
 And make my heart thy lasting home. 
 
 115. — CM. Peace returning. [New Ar. 306 
 
 1 /^| SPEAK that gracious word again, 
 V_/} And cheer my drooping heart ! 
 No voice but thine can soothe my pain 
 
 And bid my fears depart. 
 
 2 And wilt thou still vouchsafe to own, 
 
 A worm so vile as I ? 
 And may I still approach thy throne, 
 And Abba, Father, cry ? 
 
 3 My Saviour, by his powerful word, 
 
 Hath turn'd my night to day ; 
 And all those heav'nly joys restored, 
 Which I had sinn'd away. 
 
 4 Dear Lord ! I wonder and adore ; 
 
 Thy grace is all divine : 
 O keep me, that I sin no more 
 Against such love as thine. 
 
 116. — L. M. Entire Consecration. [New Ar. 307. 
 
 1 \TOVV I resolve with all my heart, 
 
 -JL l With all my powers to serve the Lord ; 
 Nor from his ways will I depart, 
 Whose service is a rich reward. 
 
 2 O, be this service all my joy ! 
 Around lefr my example shine ; 
 Till others love the blest employ, 
 And join in labours so divine. 
 
 3 Be this the purpose of my soul, 
 My solemn, my determined choice, 
 To yield to his supreme control, 
 And in his kind commands rejoice 
 
HYMN CXVIII. 79 
 
 4 O may I never faint nor tire, 
 
 Nor wand' ring, leave his sacred ways ; 
 Great God ! accept my soul's desire, 
 And give me strength to live thy praise. 
 
 117. — CM. Old things passed away. [N. A. 308 
 
 1 FT earthly minds the world pursue, 
 I A It has no charms for me ; 
 
 Once I admired its trifles too, 
 But grace hath set me free. 
 
 2 Its visions can no longer please, 
 
 Nor happiness afford : 
 Far from my heart be joys like these, 
 For I have seen the Lord. 
 
 3 As by the light of opening day, 
 
 The stars are all conceal'd ; 
 So earthly pleasures fade away, 
 When Jesus is reveal'd. 
 
 4 Creatures no more divide my choice, 
 
 I bid'them all depart ; 
 His name, his love, his gracious voice, 
 Have fix'd my roving heart. 
 
 5 And may I hope that thou wilt own 
 
 A worthless worm like me ? 
 Dear Lord, I would be thino alone, 
 And whollv live to thee. 
 
 CH RISTIAN. 
 
 118. — 8s. Rejoicing in Mercy. [New Ar. 337. 
 
 1 ~V7"E angels, who stand round the throne, 
 -1 And view my Emanuel's face, — 
 In rapturous songs make him known, 
 Tune — tune your soft harps to his praise : 
 
80 HYMN CXVIII. 
 
 He form'd you the spirits you are, 
 So happy, so noble, so good ; 
 When others sunk down in despair, 
 Connrm'd by his power, ye stood. 
 
 2 Ye saints, who stand nearer than they, 
 And cast your bright crowns at his feet, 
 His grace and his glory display, 
 
 And all his rich mercies repeat : 
 He snatch'd you from hell and the grave, 
 He ransom'd from death and despair : 
 For you he was mighty to save — 
 Almighty to bring you safe there. 
 
 3 Oh, when will the moment appear, 
 When I shall unite in your song ? 
 I 'm weary of lingering here, 
 While I to your Saviour belong : 
 
 I 'm fetter'd, and chain'd here in clay, 
 
 I struggle and pant to be free ; 
 
 I long to be soaring away, 
 
 My God and my Saviour to see. 
 
 4 I long to put on my attire, 
 
 Wash'd white in the blood of the Lamb ; 
 I long to be one of your choir, 
 And tune my sweet harp to his name ; 
 I long — O, I long to be there, 
 Where sorrow and sin bid adieu — 
 Your joy and your friendship to share, 
 To wonder, and worship with you. 
 
 119, — 7s. Chosen in Christ. [New Ar 335. 
 
 1 /^1 OD'S own promise standeth sure ; 
 vJ Saints shall to the end endure ; 
 Safely will the Shepherd keep 
 Those he purchased for his sheep. 
 
HYMN CXX. 81 
 
 2 Known to him before the sun 
 First began its course to run, 
 Chosen, called from above, 
 Objects of eternal love. 
 
 3 Put thy seal upon each heart ; 
 Thy blest image, Lord, impart ; 
 All thyself in us reveal — 
 
 We the clay and thou the seal. 
 
 4 Every evil, Lord, subdue ; 
 Make us to our duty true ; 
 From base affections set us free 
 Dead, to sin, we '11 live to thee. 
 
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 120. — lis. Pray without ceasing. [New Ar. 484. 
 
 1 TT7HEX morning is rising, o'er mountain and 
 
 ▼ V lawn, 
 
 And every thing waketh to welcome the dawn, 
 When far down the vallev the mists fly away, 
 Arouse thee from slumber, arouse thee and pray. 
 
 2 And when the still noon in its beauty draws nigh, 
 And nature seems ready to languish and die, 
 Then halt on thy march, in the heat of the day, 
 Then lift up thy thoughts to thy Father, and pray. 
 
 3 When evening descends like a spirit of peace, 
 And labour and tumult grow fainter and cease, 
 When night cometh down in her starry array, 
 Then haste to the God of thy spirit and pray. 
 
 4 Remember his goodness, whose hand has supplied, 
 Each want of thy bosom, nor ever denied 
 
 The smiles of his bounty to gladden thy way ; 
 Remember his goodness, and gratefully pray. 
 
 5 Oh, pray to him always, in sorrow and joy, 
 When peace is around thee, or troubles annoy ; 
 
 4* 
 
83 HYMN CXXII. 
 
 The light of his presence the storm shall allay, 
 Or temper thy gladness — then constantly pray. 
 
 121.— S. M. Christian Love. [New Ar. 388. 
 
 1 OVE is the fountain, whence 
 ■x-A All true obedience flows ; 
 
 The Christian serves the God he loves, 
 And loves the God he knows. 
 
 2 He treads the heavenly road, 
 
 And neither faints nor tires ; 
 That generous love which warms his breast 
 With fortitude inspires. 
 
 3 No burden seems so great, 
 
 No task so hard appears, 
 But this he cheerfully performs, 
 And that he meekly bears. 
 
 4 May love — that shining grace — 
 
 O'er all my powers preside ; 
 Direct my thoughts, suggest my words, 
 And every action guide. 
 
 ] 22.— C. M. Love to Christ. [New Ar. 389. 
 
 >D 
 
 O not I love thee, O my Lord ? 
 Behold my heart and see ; 
 And cast each worthless idol out, 
 That dares to rival thee. 
 
 2 Is not thy name melodious still 
 
 To my attentive ear? 
 Doth not each pulse with pleasure bound 
 My Saviour's voice to hear ? 
 
 3 Do not I love thee from my soul ? 
 
 Then let me nothing love : 
 
 Dead be my heart to every joy, 
 
 When Jesus cannot move. 
 
HYMX CXXIV. 83 
 
 4 Hast thou a lamb in all thy flock 
 
 I would disdain to feed ? 
 Hast thou a foe before whose face 
 I fear thy cause to plead ! 
 
 5 Could not my heart pour forth its blood 
 
 In honour of thy name ! 
 And challenge the cold hand of death 
 To damp \W immortal flam 
 
 6 Thou know'st I love thee, deare?t Lord, 
 
 But O. I Ioiig: to soar 
 Far from the sphere of mortal joys, 
 And learn to love thee more. 
 
 123.— C. M. Clinging to Christ. [New Ar. 390. 
 
 1 rj^O whom, my Saviour, shall I go, 
 
 JL If I depart from thee ? 
 My Guide through all this vale of wo, 
 And more than all to me. 
 
 2 The world reject thy gentle reign, 
 
 And pay thy death with scorn ; 
 Oh, they could plat thy crown a^ain, 
 And sharpen every thorn. 
 
 3 But I have felt thv dvincr love 
 
 Breathe gently through my heart, 
 To whisper hope of joys above ; 
 And can we ever part ? 
 
 4 Ah, no ! with thee I '11 walk below, 
 
 Mv journey to the crave : 
 To whom my Saviour, shall I go, 
 When only thou canst save. 
 
 124.— L. M. Lone. [New Arrang. 391. 
 
 1 XTES, I would love thee, blessed God, 
 -I- Paternal goodness marks thy name ; 
 Thy praises, through thy high abode. 
 The heavenly hosts with joy proclaim. 
 
84 HYMN CXXV. 
 
 2 Freely thou gavest thy dearest Son, 
 For man, to suffer, bleed, and die : 
 And bidd'st me, as a wretch undone, 
 For all I want on him rely. 
 
 3 In him thy reconciled face, 
 With joy unspeakable I see, 
 
 And feel thy powerful, wondrous grace, 
 Draw and unite my soul to thee. 
 
 4 Whene'er my foolish, wand'ring heart, 
 Attracted by a creature's power, 
 Would from this blissful centre start, 
 Lord, fix it there, to stray no more. 
 
 
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 125.— 8s. Longing for Christ. [New Ar. 392. 
 
 OW tedious and tasteless the hours, 
 When Jesus no longer I see. 
 The woodlands, the fields, and the flowers, 
 Have lost all their sweetness to me. 
 His name yields the richest perfume, 
 And softer than music his voice ; 
 His presence can banish my gloom, 
 And bid all within me rejoice. 
 
 2 Content with beholding his face, 
 My all to his pleasure resign'd, 
 No changes of season or place 
 Would make any change in my mind ; 
 While blest with the sense of his love, 
 A palace, a toy would appear ; 
 And prisons would palaces prove, 
 If Jesus would dwell with me there. 
 
 3 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine, 
 If thou art my Sun and my Song, 
 Say, why do I languish and pine, 
 And why are my winters so long ? 
 O drive these dark clouds from my sky, 
 Thy soul -cheering presence restore ; 
 
HYMN CXXVII. 85 
 
 Or take me up to thee, on high, 
 Where winter and cloud are no more. 
 
 126.— L. M. Christ's Love. [New At. 393. 
 
 1 TESUS, thy boundless love to me 
 
 *J No thought can reach, no tongue declare. 
 O knit my thankful heart to thee, 
 And reign without a rival there. 
 
 2 Thy love, how cheering is its ray ; 
 All pain before its presence flies : 
 Care, anguish, sorrrow, melt away, 
 Where'er its healing beams arise. 
 
 3 O let thv love, mv soul inflame, 
 And to thv service sweetlv bind ; 
 Transfuse it through mv inmost frame, 
 And mould me wholly to thv mind. 
 
 4 Thy love in sufferings be my peace ; 
 Thv love in weakness make me strong ; 
 And when the storms of life shall cease, 
 Thy love shall be my heaven and song. 
 
 127.— 7s. Lovest thou me ? [New Ar. 394. 
 
 1 TTARK. my soul, it is the Lord ; 
 
 -4- J- "T is thy Saviour, hear his word ; 
 Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee ; 
 M Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me ? 
 
 2 " I deliver'd thee when bound, 
 
 And, when wounded, heal'd thy wound ; 
 Sought thee wandering, set thee right, 
 Turn'd thv darkness into light. 
 
 3 M Can a woman's tender care, 
 ('ease towards the child she bare? 
 Yes, she may forgetful be, 
 
 Yet will I remember thee. 
 
86 HYMM CXXIX. 
 
 4 " Mine, is an unchanging love, 
 Higher than the heights above ; 
 Deeper than the depths beneath, 
 Free and faithful, strong as death. 
 
 5 " Thou shalt see my glory soon, 
 When the work of grace is done ; 
 Partner of my throne shalt be, 
 Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me ? " 
 
 6 Lord, it is my chief complaint, 
 That my love is weak and faint ; 
 Yet I love thee, and adore, 
 
 for grace to love thee more. 
 
 128.— L. M. The Christian's Pattern. [N. A. 395. 
 
 1 Ti/TY dear Redeemer, and my Lord, 
 JLyJL I read my duty in thy word, 
 But in thy life the law appears 
 Drawn out in living characters. 
 
 2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, 
 Such def 'rence to thy Father's will ; 
 Such love, and meekness so divine, 
 
 1 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 
 Amonp- the followers of the Lamb. 
 
 129.— L. M. Conformity to Christ. [N. A. 411. 
 
 
 'J 
 
 ESUS, my Saviour, let me be 
 More perfectly conform'd to thee : 
 
HYMN CXXX. 87 
 
 Implant each grace, each sin dethrone, 
 And form my temper like thine own. 
 
 2 Let the envenom'd heart and tongue, 
 The hand outstretch'd to do me wrong, 
 Excite no feelings in my breast, 
 
 But such as Jesus once express'd. 
 
 3 To others let me always give 
 What I from others would receive ; 
 Good deeds for evil ones return, 
 
 Nor when provoked, with anger burn. 
 
 4 This will proclaim how bright, how fair, 
 The precepts of thy gospel are ; 
 
 And God himself, the God of love, 
 His own resemblance will approve. 
 
 130. — lis. Steadfastness. [New Ar. 408. 
 
 1 OTAXD fast in the faith, 't is the mandate of God, 
 ^ Once utter'd in anguish, once written in blood ; 
 From the cross of the Lord, from the throne in the 
 
 sky. 
 It was breathed over earth, it is utter'd on high. 
 
 2 Stand fast in the faith ; bold apostles have died 
 With the words on their lips, careless who might 
 
 deride ; 
 Confessors and martyrs, 'mid torture and flame, 
 Have drunk in its accents, and welcomed the shame. 
 
 3 Stand fast in the faith, for the church of the Lord 
 Hath inscribed on her banner the glorious word ; 
 O'er all her bright cohorts, its glory display'd, 
 And blazon'd on harness, and buckler, and blade. 
 
 4 Stand fast in the faith : there are those at thy side 
 Who can vanquish the foe in his ramparts of pride ; 
 Be loyal, be valiant ; thy heart to inspire, 
 
 Lo ! the chariots of God, and the horses of fire. 
 
88 HYMN CXXXII. 
 
 5 Stand fast in the faith ; though the conflict is hot, 
 The field hath no strife where thy Captain is not ; 
 His eye is upon thee, thou hear'st what he saith : 
 " Ho ! quit you like men, and stand fast in the 
 
 faith." 
 
 6 Stand fast in the faith ! though the faithless may 
 
 flee, 
 We will peril our all, dear Redeemer, for thee ; 
 We will stand in the conflict, assured that thine 
 
 - arm 
 Shall shield ev'ry soldier from peril and harm. 
 
 131.— L. M. Power of Faith. [N. A. 409. 
 
 1 ?f|^ IS by the fakh of joys to come, 
 
 J- We walk through deserts dark as night : 
 Till we arrive at heaven, our home, 
 Faith is our guide, and faith our light. 
 
 2 The want of sight she well supplies ; 
 She bids the pearly gates appear : 
 Far into distant worlds she pries, 
 And brings eternal glories near. 
 
 3 Cheerful we tread the desert through, 
 While faith beholds a heavenly ray, 
 Though lions roar and tempests blow, 
 And rocks and dangers fill the way. 
 
 4 So Abr'am by divine command, 
 
 Left his own home to walk with God ; 
 His faith beheld the promised land, 
 And fired his zeal along the road. 
 
 132.— C. M. Christian Activity. [N. A. 415 
 
 1 T) ISE from the dust, my drowsy soul, 
 X\ Awake, awake, for God ; 
 See, boundless floods of pleasure roll 
 Around his blest abode. 
 
HYMN CXXXIII. 89 
 
 2 Rouse up and seize the starry crown, 
 
 Nor grovelling: lie below ; 
 Exertion leads to high renown, 
 But sloth to endless wo. 
 
 3 Dangerous and steep is the ascent, 
 
 To Sou's lofty hill : 
 Nor can the soul that 's negligent, 
 Th' important task fulfil. 
 
 4 A thousand duties must be done, 
 
 A thousand lusts destroyed ; 
 Th' immortal prize must first be won, 
 Before it is enjoy'd. 
 
 5 Great God, my drooping powers revive, 
 
 The love of sin subdue ; 
 Short is the time I have to live, 
 Yet so much work to do. 
 
 133.— C. M. Spiritual Sloth. [New Ar. 416. 
 
 1 1\ TY drowsy powers, why sleep ye so ? 
 -L*JL Awake, my doggish soul. 
 
 Nothing has half thv work to do, 
 Yet nothing; 's half so dull. 
 
 2 The little ants, for one poor grain, 
 
 How they will toil and strive : 
 Yet we, who have a heaven to gain, 
 How iiecrlio;ent we live. 
 
 3 We, for whose sake all nature stands 
 
 And stars their courses move : 
 We, for whose guard the angel bands 
 Come flvinjy from above. 
 
 4 We, for whom God ihe Son came down, 
 
 To labour for our o-ood : 
 How careless to secure that crown 
 He purchased with his blood. 
 
90 HYMN CXXXV. 
 
 5 Lord, shall we be indiff'rent still, 
 
 And never act our parts ? 
 Spirit Divine, O come," and fill, 
 And purify our hearts. 
 
 6 Then shall our active spirits move, 
 
 Upward our souls shall rise, 
 With hands of faith and wings of love, 
 We '11 fly and take the prize. 
 
 134* — L. M. Christian Race. [New Ar. 417. 
 
 1 \ WAKE our souls, away our fears, 
 Jl\- Let every trembling thought be gone ; 
 Awake, and run the heavenly race, 
 And put a cheerful courage on. 
 
 2 True, 't is a strait and thorny road, 
 And mortal spirits tire and faint ; 
 But they forget the mighty God, 
 Who feeds the strength of every saint. 
 
 3 O mighty God, thy matchless power 
 Is ever new and ever young, 
 And firm endures while endless.years 
 Their everlasting circles run. 
 
 4 From thee, the overflowing Spring, 
 Believers drink a fresh supply ; 
 While such as trust their native strength, 
 Shall melt away, and droop, and die. 
 
 5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air, 
 O, may we mount to thine abode ; 
 On wings of love to Jesus fly, 
 Nor tire amidst the heavenly road. 
 
 135.— C. M. Self denial. [New Ar. 418. 
 
 1 QJTRAIT is the way — the door is strait, 
 ^ Which leads to joys on high ; 
 
HYMN CXXXVII. 91 
 
 'T is but a few that find the gate, 
 While crowds mistake, and die. 
 
 2 Beloved self must be denied, 
 The mind and will renew'd ; 
 
 Passion suppress'd, and patience tried, 
 And vain desires subdued. 
 
 3 The tongue — that most unruly power — 
 Requires a strong restraint ; 
 
 We must be watchful every hour, 
 And pray, but never faint. 
 
 4 Lord, can a feeble, helpless worm 
 
 Fulfil a task so hard ? 
 Thy grace must all the work perform, 
 And give the free reward. 
 
 136.— 7s 5s. The Armour. [New Ar. 419. 
 
 1 TTEIRS of an immortal crown, 
 J-i Heed not every foeman's frown, 
 Tread the powers of darkness down, 
 
 Through Jehovah's might : 
 Though they oft in wrath arise, 
 Like the tempest of the skies, 
 He can fill them with surprise, 
 
 From his heav'nly height. 
 
 2 Soldier, in the tented field 
 
 Ply thy helmet, sword, and shield, 
 -Till the line of battle yield, 
 
 And before thee flee : 
 In thine armour, fearless stand, 
 Girded by Jehovah's hand, 
 Till within the promised land, 
 He shall set thee free. 
 
 137.— L.M. Christian Warfare. [New Ar. 421. 
 
 1 OTAND up, my soul, shake off thy fear, 
 ^ And gird tho gospel armour on ; 
 

 92 HYMN CXXXVIII. 
 
 March to the gates of endless joy, 
 Where Jesus, thy great Captain "s gone. 
 
 2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course, 
 But vanquished are those threat'ning foes ; 
 Thy Saviour nail'd them to the cross, 
 And sung the triumph when he rose. 
 
 3 What though the prince of darkness rage, 
 And waste the fury of his spite ; 
 Eternal chains confine him down, 
 To fiery deeps and endless night. 
 
 4 What though thy inward lusts rebel, 
 'T is but a struggling gasp for life ; 
 The weapons of victorious grace, 
 Shall slav thv sins and end the strife. 
 
 5 Then let my soul march boldly on, 
 Press forward to the heavenly gate ; 
 There peace and joy eternal reign, 
 And glitt'ring robes for conq'rors wait. 
 
 6 There shall I wear a starry crown, 
 And triumph in almighty grace, 
 While all the armies of the skies 
 Join in my glorious Leader's praise. 
 
 138.— C. M. ^Yatch and Pray. [New Ar. 42^ 
 
 1 A LAS ! what hourly dangers rise, 
 -£a_ What snares beset my way, 
 To heaven I fain would lift my eyes 
 
 And hourly watch and pray. 
 
 2 How oft my mournful thoughts complain, 
 
 And melt in flowing tears, 
 Striving against my foes in vain, 
 I sink amid my fears. 
 
 3 O gracious God, in whom I live, 
 
 My feeble efforts aid : 
 
HYMN CXL. 93 
 
 Help me to watch, and pray, and strive, 
 Nor let me be dismay'd. 
 
 4 Do thou increase my faith and hope, 
 
 When fear3 and foes prevail : 
 
 And bear my fainting spirit up, 
 
 Or soon mv strength will fail. 
 
 5 Oh, keep me in thy heavenly way, 
 
 And bid the tempter flee ; 
 
 And never, never let me stray 
 
 Froni happiness and thee. 
 
 39— CM. Watch and Pray. [New Ar. 431. 
 
 1 f I ^HE Saviour bids us watch and pray, 
 JL Through life's brief, fleeting hour, 
 
 And gives the Spirit's quick'ning ray, 
 To those who seek its power. 
 
 2 The Saviour bids us watch and pray, 
 
 Maintain a warrior's .strife ; 
 Help, Lord, to hear thy voice to-day ; 
 Obedience is our life. 
 
 3 Th-: 8 our bids us watch and pray, 
 
 For soon the hour will come, 
 That calls us from the earth away, 
 To our eternal home. 
 
 4 O Saviour, we would watch and pray, 
 
 And hear thy sacred voice : 
 And walk as thou hast rnark'd the way 
 To heaven's eternal joys. 
 
 40.— S. M. Watchfulness. [New Ar. 427. 
 
 1 Vf JE servants of the Lord, 
 J- Each in his office wait, 
 Observant of his heavenly word, 
 And watchful at his gate. 
 
94 HYMN CXLI. 
 
 2 Let all your lamps be bright, 
 And trim the golden flame ; 
 
 Gird up your loins, as in his sight, 
 For awful is his name. 
 
 3 Watch — 't is your Lord's command ; 
 And while we speak, he 's near ; 
 
 Mark the first signal of his hand, 
 And ready all appear. 
 
 4 O happy servant he, 
 In such a posture found, 
 
 He shall his Lord with rapture see, 
 And be with honour crown'd. 
 
 5 Christ shall the banquet spread, 
 With his own bounteous hand 
 
 And raise that favour'd sen 7 ant's head. 
 Amidst th' angelic band. 
 
 141.— CM. True and false Zeal [New Ar. 414. 
 
 1 ^^EAL is that pure and heavenly flame, 
 *-A The fire of love supplies ; 
 While that which often bears the name, 
 
 Is self in a disguise. 
 
 2 While zeal for truth the Christian warms, 
 He knows the worth of peace ; 
 
 But self contends for names and forms, 
 Its party to increase. 
 
 3 Zeal has attain'd its highest aim, 
 Its end is satisfied, 
 
 If sinners love the Saviour's name, 
 Nor seeks it aught beside. 
 
 4 Self may its poor reward obtain, 
 And be applauded here ; 
 
 But zeal the best applause will gain 
 When Jesus shall appear. 
 
HYMN CXL1II. 95 
 
 5 Dear Lord, the idol self dethrone, 
 And from our hearts remove ; 
 And let no zeal by us be shown. 
 But that which spring's from love. 
 
 142. — L. M. Christian Consistency. [S. A. 412. 
 
 1 "FEATHER of spirits, grant that we 
 
 -T May more and more resemble thee ; 
 Daily from strength to strength proceed, 
 Christians in name, and so in deed. 
 
 2 In our whole lives may we express 
 The truth and energy of grace \ 
 
 A lively faith, an humble fear, 
 And be in truth what we appear 
 
 3 By our exact obedience show, 
 What we to thv rich mercy owe : 
 And thus a bright example give. 
 
 To teach the world how they should live. 
 
 4 Not tire, nor stop, but still press on, 
 To finish well the course begun : 
 And then receive the great reward, 
 For such, and only such, prepared. 
 
 143. — Ts. Onward. 'New Arrang. 410. 
 
 1 TT7"HEN we cannot see our way, * 
 
 * » We should trust and still obev ; 
 He who bids us forward go, 
 Will instruct the way to know. 
 
 2 Though the sea be deep and wide, 
 Though a passage seems denied — 
 Fearless let us still proceed, 
 Since the Lord vouchsafes to lead. 
 
 3 Though it seems the gloom of night, 
 Though we trace no ray of light, 
 
 . 
 
96 HYMN CXLV. 
 
 Since the Lord himself is there, 
 'T is not meet that we should fear. 
 
 4 Night, with him, is always bright, 
 Where he is, there all is light ; 
 When he calls us, why delay ? 
 They are happy who obey. 
 
 5 Be it ours, then, while we 're here, 
 Him to follow without fear ; 
 Where he calls us, there to go, 
 What he bids us, that to do. 
 
 144* — L. M. Heavenly-Mindedness. [New. Ar.443. 
 
 1 f~\ THAT my grovelling thoughts could rise. 
 V_/} And rest on things above the skies ; 
 Where Christ, my Lord, in glory bright, 
 
 Sits clothed in robes of heavenly light. 
 
 2 Why should my heart descend so low, 
 To brood on earth, a world of wo, 
 
 While heaven, where endless pleasures roll, 
 Waits to entrance the new-born soul. 
 
 3 Sickly, and weak, and languid, X, 
 Now flutter, and attempt to fly ; 
 
 But earth, and sense, and guilt combined 
 Hang^ heavily upon my mind. 
 
 4 Saviour, let thine attractions be 
 But felt in all their force by me, 
 Then shall I mount on wings of love, 
 And fix, and dwell " on things above." 
 
 145. — L. M. Christian Caution. [New Ar. 429. 
 
 1 TS it a thing of good report 
 
 JL To squander life and time away? 
 To cut the hours of duty short 
 While toys and follies waste the day. 
 
 
HYMN CXLVII. 97 
 
 2 Doth it become the Christian name, 
 To venture near the tempter's door, 
 To sort with men of evil fame, 
 And yet presume to stand secure ? 
 
 3 Am I my own sufficient guard 
 While I expose my soul to shame ? 
 Can the short joys of sin reward 
 The lasting blemish of my name ? 
 
 4 O, may it be my constant choice 
 To walk with men of grace below, 
 Till I arrive where heavenly joys 
 And never-fading honours grow. 
 
 146. — L. Ml Contentment. [New Ar. 448. 
 
 1 T^OUNTAIX of blessing, ever blest, 
 X? Enriching all. of all possessed ; 
 By whom the whole creation *a fed, 
 Give me, each day, my daily bread. 
 
 2 To thee mv verv life I owe, 
 
 From thee do all my comforts flow ; 
 And ev'ry blessing which I need, 
 Must from thy bounteous hand proceed. 
 
 3 Great things are not what I desire, 
 Nor daintv meat, nor rich attire : 
 Content with little would I be ; 
 
 That little, Lord, must come from thee. 
 
 4 While wicked men, with all their store, 
 .Are ever grasping after more : 
 
 With Agur's wish, I ? m satisfied, 
 Nor grudge them all the world beside. 
 
 ] 47.— C. M. Christian Charity. [New Ar. 451. 
 
 1 ORD, when our offerings we present 
 
 -" Before thv gracious throne, 
 5 
 
98 HYMN CXLVIII. 
 
 We but return what thou hast lent, 
 And give thee of thine own. 
 
 2 The power and willingness to give, 
 
 Alike proceed from thee ; 
 We still are debtors, since we live 
 Only by thy decree. 
 
 3 Ourselves, our all, to thee we owe ; 
 
 And if we come behind 
 What others of their wealth bestow, 
 Accept our willing mind. 
 
 4 O Lord, our contributions bless, 
 
 For their appointed end ; 
 And crown with happiest success, 
 The cause that we befriend. 
 
 14§.— P. M. Following Christ. [New Ar. 445 
 
 1 OOK up to yonder world, 
 
 -Li See myriads round the throne ! 
 
 Each bears a golden harp, 
 
 And wears a glorious crown : 
 With zeal they strike the sacred lyre, 
 And strive to raise their praises higher. 
 
 2 Believing in his name, 
 They in his footsteps trod ; 
 His righteousness their hope, 
 Their only plea his blood ; 
 
 Lo ! now they reign with him above, 
 Behold his face, and sing his love. 
 
 3 And shall we not aspire, 
 Like them, our course to run ? 
 The crown if we would wear, 
 That crown must first be won : 
 
 Divinely taught, they show'd the way, 
 First to believe, and then obey. 
 
HYMN CXLIX. 99 
 
 149. — 7s. Meditation. [New Ar. 442. 
 
 1 /^1 HRISTIAN, wouldst thou know the joy 
 V_y Pure religion can impart ? 
 
 Let her truths thy mind employ, 
 Firmly fixjhy roving heart — 
 Till her radiance round thee shine, 
 With an influence all divine. 
 
 2 Think, who fills a Father's throne ; 
 How in righteousness he reigns ; 
 What perfections he hath shown, 
 And unchangeable remains : 
 Countless worlds proclaim his power, 
 And his glorious name adore. 
 
 3 Think of all that heavenly grace, 
 Which in Christ, the Lord, appears, 
 Till the vision of his face, 
 
 A celestial glory wears : 
 
 While the eye of faith may view 
 
 Wonders still forever now. 
 
 4 Think upon that Spirit pure, 
 Who the love of God reveals ; 
 Shows the promise ever sure, 
 And, within, his witness seals : 
 Think upon his hallow'd name, 
 Till his love thy soul inflame. 
 
 5 God is holy, just and good, 
 Thou art sinful, weak and vile ; 
 Blessings by his hand bestow'd, 
 Round thy habitation smile : 
 
 These should charm thy heart to love, 
 These should fix thy thoughts above. 
 
 6 Dost thou now in sadness mourn, 
 And the tear of anguish shed. 
 Child of hope, to God return ; 
 Lift on high thy drooping head : 
 
100 HYMN CLI. 
 
 Rays celestial round thee shine ; 
 Heaven and all its joys are thine. 
 
 150. — C. P. M. Heavenly -Mindedness. [N. A. 446. 
 
 1 TT7ITH eyes of faith and wings of love, 
 
 » » My soul would upward rise ; 
 And converse hold with thino-s above, 
 And all that heavenly influence prove, 
 Which grace divine supplies. 
 
 2 But sin will oft my heart betray, 
 
 And cares from morn till e'en 
 Command my laboring thoughts away, 
 And my affections far astray 
 
 From happiness and heaven. 
 
 3 Heaven is the portion of my soul, 
 
 My treasure and my joy ; 
 There 's " naught on earth, from pole to pole," 
 Where mountains rise or oceans roll, 
 
 That should my heart employ. 
 
 4 Upward, still upward, let me soar, 
 
 While in this vale of tears ; 
 Till earthly cares and toils are o'er, 
 And sin shall wound my heart no more — 
 
 When heaven itself appears. 
 
 151. — C. M. A Christian Life. [New Ar. 447. 
 
 1 npHRICE happy souls, who born from heaven, 
 JL While yet they sojourn here. 
 
 Do all their days with God begin, 
 And spend them in his fear. 
 
 2 'Midst hourly cares, may love present 
 
 Its incense to thy throne ; 
 And while the world our hands employs, 
 Our hearts be thine alone. 
 
HYMN CLII. 101 
 
 3 As sanctified to noblest ends 
 
 Be each refreshment sought ; 
 And by each various providence 
 - Some wise instruction brought. 
 
 4 When to laborious duties call'd, 
 
 Or by temptations tried, 
 We '11 seek the shelter of thy wings, 
 And in thy strength confide. 
 
 5 As different scenes of life arise, 
 
 Our grateful hearts would be 
 With thee, amidst the social band — 
 In solitude with thee. 
 
 6 In solid, pure delights like these, 
 
 Let all my days be past ; 
 Nor shall I then impatient wish, 
 Nor shall I fear the last. 
 
 152. — C. M. Justice and Equity. [New Ar. 449 
 
 1 /^lOME, let us search our ways and try ; 
 v^ Have they been just and right ? 
 
 Is the great rule of equity 
 Our practice and delight ? 
 
 2 What we would have our neighbour do, 
 
 Have we done still the same ? 
 And ne'er delay'd to pay his due, 
 Nor injured his good name ? 
 
 3 In all we sell, in all we buy, 
 
 Is justice our design ? 
 Do we remember God is nigh, 
 And fear the wrath divine. 
 
 4 In vain we talk of Jesus' blood, 
 
 And boast his name in vain, 
 If we can slight the laws of God, 
 And prove unjust to men. 
 
102 HYMN CLIV. 
 
 153. — 8s 7s 4s. Brotherly Love. [New Ar. 399. 
 
 1 T3RETHREX. let ns walk together 
 J-3 In the bonds of love and peace ; 
 Can it be a question whether 
 
 Brethren should from conflict cease ? 
 
 'T is in .union, 
 Hope, and joy, and love increase. 
 
 2 While we journey homeward, let us 
 
 Help each other on the road ; 
 Foes on ev'ry side beset us, 
 
 Snares through all the way are strew'd : 
 
 It behoves us 
 Each to bear a brother's load. 
 
 3 When we think how much our Father 
 
 Has forgiven, and does forgive, 
 Brethren, we should learn, the rather 
 Free from wrath and strife to live ; 
 
 Far removinor 
 All that might offend or grieve. 
 
 4 Then let each esteem his brother 
 
 Better than himself to be ; 
 And let each prefer another, 
 Full of love, from envy free : 
 
 Happy are we 
 "When in this we all agree. 
 
 5 Soon our Father will receive us, 
 
 As we hope to dwell above ; 
 Nothing then shall harm or grieve us, 
 We shall all his goodness prove : 
 
 Wrath and discord 
 Ending in eternal love. 
 
 154* — C. M. Christians, one family. [N. A. 403. 
 
 1 /^iOME, let us join our friends above, 
 y^ That have obtain'd the prize ; 
 
 
HYMN CLV. 103 
 
 And on th > wings of love, 
 
 To joys celestial u 
 Let all the saints terrestial, sir. 
 
 With those to glory gone : 
 For all the servants of our Kincr 
 
 In heaven and earth are one. 
 
 2 One family, we dwell in him ; 
 
 One church above, beneath ; 
 Though now divided by the stream — 
 
 The narrow stream of death : 
 One armv of the livingr God, 
 
 To his command we bow ; 
 Part of his host have cross'd the flood, 
 
 And part are crossing 
 
 3 Ten thousand to their endless home, 
 
 This solemn moment fly : 
 And we are to the marcrin come, 
 
 And in our turn must die. 
 His militant, embodied hot 
 
 With wishful looks we stand, 
 And loner to see that happy coast, 
 
 And reach the heavenlv land 
 
 155.— CM. Christian's Wealth. [New Ar. 336. 
 
 1 ii | F Christ is mine," then all is mine 
 
 -■ And more than angels know ; 
 Both present things and things to come, 
 And grace and _ ::;.- too. 
 
 2 " If Christ is mine," then though he frown, 
 
 He never will forsake : 
 His chastisements all work for good, 
 And but his love bespeak. 
 
 3 " If Christ is mine," I need not fear, 
 
 The rage of earth and hell ; 
 
104 HYMN CLVI. 
 
 He will support my feeble frame, 
 And all their power repel. 
 
 4 " If Christ is mine," let friends forsake, 
 
 And earthly comforts flee ; 
 He, the Dispenser of all good, 
 Is more then these to me. 
 
 5 " If Christ is mine," I '11 fearless pass 
 
 Through death's tremendous vale, 
 He '11 be my comfort and my stay, 
 When heart and flesh shall fail. 
 
 6 Let Christ assure me, " I am thine," 
 
 I nothing want beside ; 
 My soul shall at the fountain live, 
 When all the streams are dried. 
 
 156, — C. M. Confidence in God. [New Ar. 477. 
 
 1 A PPROACH, my soul, the mercy-seat, 
 -£a- Where Jesus answers prayer ; 
 There humbly fall before his feet, 
 
 For none can perish there. 
 
 2 Thy promise is my only plea, 
 
 With this I venture nigh ; 
 Thou callest burden'd souls to thee, 
 And such, O Lord, am I. 
 
 3 Bow'd down beneath a load of sin, 
 
 By sorrow sore oppress' d, 
 By war without, and fears within, 
 I come to thee for rest. 
 
 4 Be thou my Shield and Hiding-place, 
 
 That, shelter'd near thy side, 
 I may my fierce accuser face, 
 And tell him, thou hast died. 
 
 5 O, wondrous love ! to bleed and die, 
 
 To bear the cross and shame, 
 
 
HYMN CLVIII. 105 
 
 That guilty sinners, such as I, 
 Might plead thy gracious name. 
 
 157.— -S. M. Confidence in God. [New Ar. 413. 
 
 1 TTQW gentle God's commands, 
 -LX How kind his precepts are, 
 
 " Come, cast your burdens on the Lord, 
 And trust his constant care." 
 
 2 While Providence supports, 
 Let saints securely dwell ; 
 
 That hand which bears all nature up, 
 Shall guide his children well. 
 
 3 Why should this anxious load 
 Press down your weaiy mind? 
 
 Haste to your heavenly Father's throne, 
 And sweet refreshment find. 
 
 4 His goodness stands approved, 
 Down to the present day ; 
 
 I '11 drop my burden at his feet, 
 And bear a song away. 
 
 158. — 8s 7s. The Lord is my Helper. [New Ar. 376. 
 
 1 /^FT as I look upon the road 
 
 V/ That leads to yonder bless'd abode, 
 
 I feel distressed and fearful ; 
 So many foes the passage throng 
 I am so weak, and they so strong, 
 
 How can my soul be cheerful ? 
 
 2 But when I think of him whose power 
 Can save me in a trying hour, 
 
 And place on him reliance ; 
 My soul is then ashamed of fear, 
 And, though ten thousand foes appear, 
 
 I bid them all defiance. 
 
 5* 
 
/ 
 
 106 HYMN CLIX. 
 
 3 The dangerous road I then pursue, 
 And keep the glorious prize in view ; 
 
 With joyful hope elated ; 
 Strong in the Lord, in him alone, 
 Where he conducts I follow on 
 
 With ardour unabated. 
 
 4 O Lord, each day renew my strength 
 And let me see thy face at length, 
 
 With all thy people yonder ; 
 With them in heaven thy love declare, 
 And sing thy praise for ever there, 
 
 With gratitude and wonder. 
 
 159.— S. M. Affliction Blessed. [New Ar. 378. 
 
 1 TTOW tender is thy hand, 
 JLX O thou beloved Lord, 
 
 Afflictions come at thy command, 
 And leave us at thy word. 
 
 2 How gentle was the rod 
 That chasten'd us for sin, 
 
 How soon we found a smiling God 
 Where deep distress had been. 
 
 3 A Father's hand we felt, 
 
 A Father's heart we knew ; 
 With tears of penitence we knelt, 
 And found his word was true. 
 
 4 We told him all our grief ; 
 We thought of Jesus' love ; 
 
 A sense of pardon brought relief, 
 And bade our pangs remove. 
 
 5 Now we will bless the Lord, 
 And in his strength confide : 
 
 For ever be his name adored, 
 For there is none beside. 
 
 V 
 
HYMN CLXI. 107 
 
 160. — lis. Longing for Rest. [New Ar. 379. 
 
 1 " AM weary of straying — O fain would I rest. 
 -L In the far distant land of the pure and the blest, 
 Where sin can no more her blandishments spread, 
 And tears and temptations for ever have fled. 
 
 2 I am weary of hoping — where the hope is untrue, 
 As fair, but as fleeting, as morning's bright dew, 
 
 I long for that land, whose blest promise alone, 
 Is changeless, and sure, as Eternity's throne. 
 
 3 I am weary of sighing o'er sorrows of earth, 
 O'er joy's glowing visions, that fade at their birth ; 
 O'er the pangs of the loved, which we cannot 
 
 assuage, 
 O'er the blightings of youth, and the weakness of 
 
 • 
 
 age, 
 
 4 1 am weary of loving what passes away — 
 The sweetest, the dearest, alas ! may not stay ; 
 
 I long for that land, where these partings are o'er, 
 And death and the tomb can divide hearts no more. 
 
 5 I am weary, my Saviour, of grieving thy love ; 
 O, when shall I rest in thy presence above ? 
 
 I am weary — but O, let me never repine, 
 , While thy word, and thy love, and thy promise 
 are mine. 
 
 161. — C. M. Christian Submission. [New Ar. 380. 
 
 1 /~\ LORD, my best desires fulfil, 
 V-/ 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 ? 
 
 Thy love forbids my fears ; 
 Why tremble at the gracious hand 
 That wipes away my tears ? 
 
108 HYMN CLXIII. 
 
 3 No. let me rather freely yield 
 
 What most I prize to thee : 
 Thou never hast a good withheld, 
 Or wilt withhold from me. 
 
 4 Thy favour, all my journey through, 
 
 Shall be my rich supply : 
 What more I want, or think I do, 
 Let wisdom still deny. 
 
 162. — 7s. Strength promised. [New Ar. 381 
 
 1 TT7"AIT. my soul, upon the Lord, 
 
 * » To his gracious promise flee 
 Laying hold upon this word.. 
 u As thy days, thy strength shall be."'' 
 
 2 If the sorrows of .thy case • 
 Seem peculiar still to thee, 
 
 God has promised needful grace — 
 u As thv davs. thv strength shall be." 
 
 mm* 
 
 3 Days of trial, days of grief, 
 
 In succession thou mayst see ; 
 
 This is still thy sweet relief — 
 
 " As thv davs. thv strength shall be." 
 
 4 Rock of Ages. I *m secure. 
 With thy promise, full and free, 
 Faithful, positive and sure ; 
 
 '• As thy days, thy strength shall be." 
 
 a I 
 
 163.— S. M. Confiding. [New Arrang. 382. 
 
 "N thee, O Lord, I trust. 
 My hope is in thy name. 
 In righteousness, deliver me, 
 Nor put my soul to shame. 
 
 2 From heaven bow down thine ear, 
 My cause in mercy plead : 
 
HYM> CLX1 It* 
 
 Mv Rock, my Fortress, my Defence, 
 achsafe my sou! to lead. 
 
 3 : " 
 From, e- i iefen 
 
 r thv nam- - ziy ^ 
 
 Divine protection send. 
 
 4 Into t 
 
 M 
 
 ■ 
 In death be thon : 
 
 5 I wiD be glad and pra: 
 And in thy name rejoice : 
 
 In aauuw thoa hast known in 
 And heard my sup y fcant Toice. 
 
 164.— Bfc The Ctristimfs Portum.. >"t~ At. 3-53. 
 
 1 fT^HE Lord is my S 
 
 -L The Lord ■ md my Light, 
 
 H - 
 
 Temptations and trials ma 
 
 : these shall bat hasten me heme 
 And bid me in glory appear. 
 
 C My spirit » bordend with grief, 
 Am I Tinting with sorrow and care, 
 To Jeans I fcrr 
 
 I II seek for del ice there 
 How tender and gracious thon ar 
 11 J 8m shepherd, mv Friend, 
 
 Sdll role in this desol Mart, 
 
 Preserre me, through grace, to the end. 
 
 3 Yes. thon art my Strength, and r 
 The Gaide of my pugrimag© here ; 
 
110 HYMN CLXVI. 
 
 And though tribulation be strong 
 Thy love can preserve me from fear : 
 Still, still let me lean on thy breast, 
 And pour out my sorrows to thee, 
 For there shall my spirit find rest, 
 Thy presence, is heaven to me. 
 
 J.G5. — 8s 7s. Sub?nission. [New Ar. 384. 
 
 1 TESUS, while our hearts are bleeding, 
 •I O'er the spoils that death has won, 
 We would, at this solemn meeting, 
 
 Calmly say, i; Thy will be done." 
 
 2 Though cast down, we 're not forsaken, 
 
 Though afflicted, not alone ; 
 Thou didst give, and thou hast taken, 
 Blessed Lord, ' ; Thy will be done." 
 
 3 Fill us now with deep contrition, 
 
 Take away these hearts of stone, 
 And may all, with true submission, 
 Meekly say, " Thy will be done." 
 
 4 Though to-day we 're fill'd with mourning, 
 
 Mercy still is on the throne ; 
 With thy smiles of love returning, 
 We can sing, u Thy will be done." 
 
 5 By thy hands the boon was given, 
 
 Thou hast taken but thine own ; 
 Lord of earth, and God of heaven, 
 Evermore, M Thy will be done." 
 
 166— C. ML Devout Gratitude. '[Sew Ar. 385.' 
 
 1 TTTHO can have greater cause to sing, 
 ▼ ▼ Who greater cause to bless, 
 Than we, the children of a King, 
 Than we, who Christ possess ? 
 
 
HYMN CLXVII. Ill 
 
 2 We late were Satan's captives led, 
 
 And hell had been our end, 
 Hadst thou not for our pardon bled — 
 The sinner's only Friend. 
 
 3 For this we will employ our tongue, 
 
 Nor shall our praises cease ; 
 We evermore will sing that song, 
 " The Lord, our righteousness." 
 
 4 No other God we know but thee, 
 
 None else did us create ; 
 Thy glory may we ever be, 
 O holy Advocate. 
 
 5 We daily prove thee still the same, 
 
 Whene'er our need we see ; 
 Thou bearest still a Saviour's name, 
 Our Saviour thou shalt be. 
 
 6 Nor law, nor sin, nor hell, nor death, 
 
 Shall us from thee divide, 
 Strongly we hold that precious faith, 
 For us our Saviour died. 
 
 167.— C. L. M. Faith struggling. [New Ar. 367. 
 
 1 (~\ LET my trembling soul be still, 
 v^j While darkness veils the sky ; 
 And wait thy wise, thy holy will, 
 
 Wrapt yet in mystery ; 
 I cannot, Lord, thy purpose see, 
 But all is well, since ruled by thee. 
 
 2 Thus, trusting in thy love, I tread 
 
 The path of duty on ; 
 What though some cherish'd joys are fled, 
 
 Some flatt'ring dreams are gone ? 
 Yet purer, brighter joys remain, 
 Why should my spirit then complain ? 
 
J 12 HYMN CLXIX. 
 
 16S. — Ts 5s. God is my Helper. [New At. 374. 
 
 1 /^HILD of sorrow, child of care, 
 
 Vy Wouldst thou learn thy griefs to bear, 
 And escape from even* snare ? 
 
 Trust in God alone : 
 Human strength is weak and vain, 
 Sin will oft its power regain ; 
 Humbly ask, and help obtain, 
 
 From thy Fathers throne. 
 
 2 Knowest thou in this vale of tears, 
 Gloomy doubt-, distracting fears. 
 Painful months, and sorrowino- years ? 
 
 To the .Saviour fly. 
 He that drank the bitter cup, 
 Bids thee in his mercy hope ; 
 Let thy prayer be lifted up 
 
 To his throne on high. 
 
 169. — L. M. Mourning over Sin. 'Sew Ar. 366 
 
 1 OEE a poor sinner, gracious Lord, 
 
 kJ Whose soul, encouraged by thy word, 
 At mercy's footstool would remain, 
 And there would look, and look again. 
 
 2 How oft, deceived by self and pride, 
 Has my fond heart been turnd aside ; 
 And, Jonah like, has tied from thee, 
 Till thou hast look'd again on me. 
 
 3 Ah, brins: a wretched wanderer home, 
 And to thy footstool let me come, 
 And tell thee all my grief and pain, 
 And wait, and look, and look again. 
 
 4 Take courage, then, my trembling soul, 
 One look from Christ will make thee whole ; 
 
 
HYMN CLXXI. 113 
 
 Trust thou in him, 't is not in vain, 
 But wait, and look, and look again. 
 
 5 Look to the Lord, his word, his throne ; 
 Look to his grace, and not thine own ; 
 There wait and look, and look again, 
 Thou shalt not wait, nor look in vain. 
 
 170, — L. M. Inconstancy lamented. [S. A. 369. 
 
 1 AH! wretched, vile, ungrateful heart, 
 -l\. That can from Jesus thus depart : 
 Thus fond of trifles vainly rove, 
 Forgetful of a Saviours love. 
 
 2 In vain I charge mv thoughts to stav, 
 And chide each vanity away ; 
 
 In vain, alas ! resolve to bind 
 
 This rebel heart, this wand'ring mind. 
 
 3 Through all resolves, how soon it flies. 
 And mocks the weak, the slender ties ; 
 There 's nought beneath a power divine, 
 That can this roving heart confine. 
 
 4 Jesus, to thee I would return, 
 And at thy feet repenting mourn ; 
 There let me view thy pard'ning love, 
 And never from thv sight remove. 
 
 5 O, let thy love, with sweet control, 
 Bind all the passions of my soul : 
 Bid every vanity depart, 
 
 And dwell for ever in my heart. 
 
 171. — C. M. Recovered Wanderer. [Xew Ar. 370. 
 
 1 TTOW oft, alas ! this wretched heart 
 J-J- Has wander'd from the Lord ; 
 How oft my roving thoughts depart, 
 Forgetful o£ his word.~ 
 
114 HYMN CLXXII. 
 
 '2 Yet sovereign mercy cries. u Return ; ? ' 
 Dear Lord, and may I come ; 
 Mv vile ingratitude I mourn : 
 O, take the wanderer home. 
 
 3 And canst thou, wilt thou, yet forgive, 
 
 And bid my guilt re-mov 
 And shall a pardon'd rebel live 
 To speak thy wondrous love? 
 
 4 Almighty gTace. thy healing power, 
 
 H glorious, how divine, 
 That can to life and bliss restore, 
 So vile a heart as mine. 
 
 5 Thy pard'ning love, so free, so sweet. 
 
 Dear Saviour. I adore ; 
 O keep me at thy sacred feet, 
 And let me rove no more. 
 
 172.— 5s. Returning- BachsJ. 'S. A. 371. 
 
 o 
 
 SHEPHERD of Israel, divine ! 
 
 Too far from thy fold I have stray'd ; 
 What hand can restore me but thine, 
 Thus wounded, cast down, and dismay'd? 
 My sc i\ would Look upward to thee. 
 Though prostrate. I *11 cry from the dust ; 
 No other salvation I see, 
 In no other name will I trust. 
 
 2 Thou, thou art mv strength and mv shield, 
 Henceforth in thy arm I 'II confide : 
 The weapons alone I will wield, 
 Thy wisdom and mercy provide : 
 Salvation belongs to the Lord. 
 Dehvrance must come from his hand ; 
 O ! who would not trust in his word, 
 Acknowledge his right to command. 
 
HYMN CLXXIV. US 
 
 3 O Shepherd of Israel, divine. 
 Thy life-giving presence I feel : 
 Let the light of thy countenance shin 
 Thine arm now in mercy reveal : 
 For strength and deliv* ranee I wait : 
 On thee in my trouble I call, 
 My sinful backsliding I :. 
 Uphold me, dear Lord, or I fall. 
 
 173.— L.M&lReturning Backslider. [>". A. 372. 
 
 1 "TT^EARY of wand'ring from my God, 
 
 » 1 And now made willi. _ I return. 
 I hear, and bow beneath the rod ; 
 To him with penitence I mourn. 
 I have an Advocate abov 
 A Friend before the throne of lo* 
 
 2 O. Jens, "all of panf ning grace ; 
 More full of grace than I : : juih ; 
 Yet once again I seek thy 
 ^Vhose precious blood for man was sp LI I'd : 
 O, freely my backsliding -1, 
 And love the dying sinner still. 
 
 3 Now give me. Lord, the tender heart, 
 That trembles at th* approach of sin. 
 A godly fear to me impart ; 
 Implant and root it deep within, 
 Th^: I may know thy sovreign power. 
 And never dare offend thee more. 
 
 174. — L.M. T' : B : 's P zier. "S. A. 373 
 
 1 i~\ TURN", great Ruler of the skies, 
 v~A Turn from my sin thy searching eyes, 
 Xor let th' offences of my hand 
 ^'ithin thy book recorded stand. 
 
 2 Give me a will to thine subdue 
 A conscience pure, a soul renew'd, 
 
1 6 HYMN CLXXV. 
 
 Nor let me, wrapt in endless gloom, 
 An outcast from thy presence roam. 
 
 3 O let thy Spirit to my heart 
 
 Once more his quick'ning aid impart, 
 
 My mind from ev'ry fear release, 
 
 And soothe my troubled thoughts to peace. 
 
 4 So shall the souls, whom error's sway 
 Has urged from thee, blest Lord, to stray, 
 From me thy heav'nly precepts learn, 
 And, humbled, to their God return. 
 
 175.— C. P. M. In Darkness. [New Ar. 364. 
 
 1 T MOURN the hidings of thy face, 
 -L The absence of that smile, 
 That sweetly nll'd a throne of grace, * 
 And gave my heart a resting place, 
 
 From earthly care and toil. 
 
 2 How sad and desolate the night ! 
 
 How gloomy is the day ? 
 Nature no more can charm the sight, 
 Afford one comfort or delight, 
 
 Without thy cheering ray. 
 
 3 Oft in the lone and silent hour, 
 
 I tell my tale of grief ; 
 In tears of tenderness implore, 
 The presence of thy healing power, 
 
 But tears bring no relief. 
 
 4 'T is sin that separates from thee, 
 
 This poor benighted soul ; 
 My folly and my guilt I see, 
 And now upon the bended knee, 
 
 Submit to thy control. 
 
 5 Up to the place of thine abode, 
 
 I lift my darken'd eye ; 
 
HYMN CLXXVII. 117 
 
 To thee, O bleeding: Lamb of God, 
 Whence all the springs of life have flow'd, 
 To thee, I raise mv crv. 
 
 6 O, wilt thou lend a listening ear, 
 
 And answer my request : 
 Forgive and wipe the failing tear, 
 And with thy love my spirit cheer. 
 
 And set my heart at rest. 
 
 176, — L. M. Affliction Sanctified. [New Ar. 363. 
 
 1 4 MIDST these various scenes of ills, 
 -£jL Each stroke some kind design fulfils ; 
 And shall I murmur at my God, 
 
 When sovereiorn love directs the rod \ 
 
 2 Peace, rebel thoughts ! I'll uot complain, 
 My Father's smiles suspend my pain ; 
 Smiles, that a thousand joys impart, 
 And pour the balm that heals the smart. 
 
 3 Though Heaven arHicts, I '11 not repine, 
 Each heartfelt comfort still is mine ; 
 Comforts That shall o'er death prevail, 
 And journey with me through the vale. 
 
 4 Lord Jesus, smoothe that rugged way, 
 And lead me to the realms of dav, 
 
 To milder skies and brighter plains, 
 Where everlasting sunshine reigns. 
 
 177. — C. M. Submission and Hope. [N. A. 362. 
 
 1 A FFLICTION is a stormy deep, 
 -L±- Where wave resounds to wave ; 
 Though o'er my head the billows roll, 
 
 I know the Lord can save. 
 
 2 The hand that now withholds my joys, 
 
 Can reinstate my peace ; 
 
118 HYMN CLXXVIII. 
 
 And he who bade the tempest roar, 
 Can bid the tempest cease. 
 
 3 In the dark watches of the night 
 
 I '11 count his mercies o'er ; 
 I '11 praise him for ten thousand past, 
 And humbly sue for more. 
 
 4 When darkness and when sorrow rose, 
 
 And press'd on every side ; 
 The Lord has still sustain'd my steps, 
 And still has been my Guide. 
 
 5 Here will I rest, and build my hopes, 
 
 Nor murmur at his rod ; 
 He 's more than all the world to me, 
 My Health, my Life, my God ! 
 
 1 W ) 
 
 17§. — CM. Inconstancy Lamented. [New Ar 375 
 
 HY is my heart so far from thee, 
 My God, my chief delight ? 
 Why are my thoughts no more by day 
 With thee, no more by night ? 
 
 2 Why should my foolish passions rove? 
 
 Where can such sweetness be 
 As I have tasted in thy love, 
 As I have found in thee ? 
 
 3 When my forgetful soul renews 
 
 The savour of thy grace, 
 My heart presumes I cannot lose 
 The relish of my days. 
 
 4 But ere one fleeting hour is pass'd, 
 
 The flatt'ring world employs 
 Some sensual bait to win my taste, 
 And to pollute my joys. 
 
 5 Then I repent and vex my soul, 
 
 That I should leave thee so : 
 
HYMN CLXXIX. 119 
 
 Where will those wild affections roll, 
 That let my Saviour go ! 
 
 6 Wretch that I am. to wander thus, 
 In chase of false delight ! 
 Let me be fastened to thy cross 
 Rather than lose thy sight 
 
 THE CHURCH. 
 
 IT9.— ^sT>. The Glories of the Church. [X. A. 468. 
 
 1 /^ LORIOUS things of thee are spoken 
 vJ Zion. city of our God : 
 He, whose word can ne'er be broken, 
 
 MM thee for his own abode. 
 On the Rock of Ages founded. 
 
 Who can shake her sure repose ! 
 With salvation's wall surrounded, 
 She can smile at all her foes. 
 
 2 See the streams of living waters, 
 
 Springing from eternal love. 
 Well supply her sons and daughters, 
 
 And the fear of want remove : 
 VVho can faint while such a river, 
 
 Onward flows her thirst t' assuage — 
 Grace, which like the Lord — the giver, 
 
 Xever fails from age to age. 
 
 3 Round each habitation hov'ring, 
 
 See the cloud and laie appear 
 For a glory and a cov'rins:. 
 
 Showing that the Lord is near. 
 Glorious things of thee are spoken, 
 
 Ziou. city of our God ; 
 He, whose word can ne'er be broken, 
 
 Forms thee for his own abode. 
 
120 HYMM CLXXXI. 
 
 1§0. — L. M. Admission of Members. [N. Air. 471 
 
 1 T7~INDRED in Christ, for his dear sake, 
 XV. A hearty welcome here receive ; 
 May we together now partake, 
 
 The joys which he alone can give. 
 
 2 To you and us, hy grace 't is given, 
 To know the Saviour's precious name ; 
 And shortly we shall meet in heaven, 
 Our hope, our way, our end the same. 
 
 3 May he, by whose kind care we meet 
 Send his good Spirit from above, 
 Make our communications sweet, 
 And cause our hearts to burn with love. 
 
 4 We '11 talk of all he did and said, 
 And suffer' d for us here below 
 The path he mark'd for us to tread, 
 And what his mercv will bestow. 
 
 5 Thus as the moments pass away 
 We '11 love, and wonder, and adore, 
 And think upon that glorious day 
 When we shall meet to part no more. 
 
 1§1. — L. M. Young Converts. [New Ar. 472. 
 
 1 TT7ELC0ME, ye hopeful heirs of heav'n, 
 
 » ▼ To this rich gospel feast of love ; 
 This pledge is but the prelude given 
 To that immortal feast above. 
 
 * 
 
 2 How great the blessing, thus to meet 
 Around the sacramental board, 
 
 And hold by faith, communion sweet, 
 With Christ our dear and common Lord, 
 
 3 And if so sweet thi3 feast below.. 
 What will it be to meet above, 
 
 
HYMN CLXXXHL IM 
 
 Where all we see. and feel, and know, 
 Are fruits of everla g love. 
 
 4 Soon shall we tune the heavenly lyre. 
 Whilst list'nin^ -ong approve : 
 
 Eternity itself expi: 
 Ere we exhaust the theme of love. 
 I 
 
 1§2.— S. M. Public Worship. [Xew Ar. 475. 
 
 1 TTQW pleased w?.> I to hear 
 Jl_L The friends o say.. 
 
 Now to her courts let us repair 
 And keep the solemn day. 
 
 9 Hither the rich and poor, 
 
 Their various offer: ::^ bring, 
 And in harmonious str : ins adore, 
 
 Their Maker, and their King. 
 
 3 Here beams of mercy shine. 
 And streams of goodness now ; 
 
 Here we may -t on joys divine 
 And taste of heaven below. 
 
 4 Here I would ever stay : 
 Or if I must remov 
 
 Come, angels, bear me swift away, 
 To brighter scenes above. 
 
 i§3.— 12s lis. The House of God. [New Ar. 470. 
 
 1 fT^HERE *S a refi _ e, from the tempests 
 
 J- that be 
 
 From the dark ck hs thai ihreaten.. from the wild 
 wind that blows, 
 A holv. a sweet, and a Iovelv retre 
 A spring of refreshment, a place of repose* 
 6 
 
122 HYMN CLXXXV. 
 
 2 'T is the house of my God — 't is the dwelling of 
 
 prayer — 
 'T is the temple all hallow'd by blessing and 
 
 praise ; 
 If sorrow and faithlessness conquer me there, 
 My heart to the throne of his grace I can raise. 
 
 3 For a refuge like this, Oh ! what praises are due 
 For a rest so serene, for a covert so fair ; 
 
 Ah, why are the seasons of worship 60 few ? 
 Ah, why are so seldom the meetings of prayer ? 
 
 184.— CM. Church's Appeal [XewAr. 473. 
 
 1 "TT^THY shouldst thou linger to obey 
 
 ▼ w Thy Saviour's great command ? 
 Why from "his blessed gospel feast 
 
 At awful distance stand ? 
 
 2 Why shouldst thou not his death record, 
 
 Ajid with his people join, 
 To take the sacramental bread, 
 And sacramental wine ? 
 
 3 Why shouldst thou say " I am too young ? " 
 
 Or fear thou art unfit ? 
 Shouldst thou not love the Saviour's name, 
 And to his yoke submit ? 
 
 4 Why shouldst thou hesitate to go, 
 
 Aiid friendly counsel take ? 
 His servants may resolve thy doubts 
 And words of comfort speak. 
 
 5 Arise, arise, go, seek advice ; 
 
 And if thou art sincere, 
 With haste obev thv dvingf Lord, 
 And with his saints appear. 
 
 1§5.__L. M. The Church. [New Ar. 469. 
 
 1 "Y/TTE are a garden, wall'd around, 
 
 ▼ » Chosen and made peculiar ground ; 
 
HYMN CLXXXVI. 123 
 
 A little spot enclosed by grace. 
 Outoftheworl derne 
 
 2 Like trees of myrrh and spice we sta: 
 Ruled by God the Fal lei^a nand, 
 
 d all our springs in Z;on flc 
 To make the young plantation grow. 
 
 3 A^ake. O heavenly wind, and come, 
 Blow on this garden of perfume, 
 Spirit divine, descend and breath 
 
 A gracious gale on plants beneath. 
 
 4 Make our best 8 flow abroad, 
 To entertain our Saviour, God, 
 
 Let faith, and love, and joy, appear, 
 And everv grace be active here. 
 
 MISSIONARY CONCERT. 
 
 1§6. — P. M. Inzocation. "New Arrang. 564. 
 
 1 73 ISE. gracious God. and shine 
 -A- * In all thy saving might : 
 And prosper each des [ 
 
 To spread thy glorious light : 
 Let healing streams of me: w, 
 
 That all the earth thv truth mav know. 
 
 2 O, bring the nations near, 
 That they may sing thy praise ; 
 Let all the people hear, 
 
 And learn thv holv wav 
 Reign, mighty God, assert thy cause, 
 And govern by thy righteous laws. 
 
 3 Put forth thy glorious power ; 
 The nations then will see, 
 And earth present her store, 
 In converts born to thee. 
 
124 HYMN CLXXXVIII. 
 
 God, our own God, his church will bless, 
 And earth will_ teem with fruitfulness. 
 
 187.— C. M. The Gospel Light. [New Ar. 565 
 
 1 OTRETCH, O my soul, thy ardent wing, 
 
 ^ And hail the dawning light ; 
 Behold, what scenes, what visions sprinsu 
 Of infinite delight. 
 
 2 Soon shall the glorious eastern star 
 
 Above the mountains rise ; 
 And rays celestial, beaming far, 
 Illume e'en polar skies. 
 
 3 If angels in their sphere rejoice, 
 
 One rescued soul to greet, 
 How will they raise th' enraptured voice, 
 Whole continents to meet. 
 
 4 Siberia spreads her frozen arms, 
 
 Released from sin and chains ; 
 And Sharon's rose exhales its charms 
 On Afric's sultry plains. 
 
 5 From Java to the furthest west 
 
 The heavenly light shall reach ; 
 And truth divine its power attest 
 In every clime and speech. 
 
 6 Shed, Sun of Righteousness, thy rays 
 
 On every land of night ; 
 Till all the heathen sing thy praise, 
 And hail the cheerful light. 
 
 18§.— L. M. Thy Kingdom come. [New Ar. 566. 
 
 1 /"^ RE AT King of Zion, now arise, 
 ^J Thy glorious promises fulfil ; 
 Behold thy church in mourning lies, 
 Yet waiting for thy mercy still. 
 
 
HYMN CLXXXIX 135 
 
 2 O God. how long ? thy people cr 
 When shall our prayers acceptance ga_ 
 Look from thy lofty throne on high, 
 
 A ad break the prisoners' heavy chain. 
 
 3 Let Asia's millions hear th v voic e 
 
 ^end them thy heralds to proclaim 
 S -Nation — bid them soon rejoice 
 In Jesus, our Emanuel's name, 
 
 4 Let Africa, with all her tribes, 
 
 Be rescued from the spoiler's hand ; 
 Xor lust of power, nor golden bribes, 
 Draw murderers there to waste her land. 
 
 5 Let every nation under he*ven, 
 
 In ail their various tongues receive 
 The glorious gospel thou hast give ::. 
 Renounce their idols, and believ^ 
 
 1§9.— SJf. Glory of Chrisfs Kingdom. >" A i67. 
 
 1 TEST'S, the K :.r. shall live, 
 *J Shall reign for evermor 
 
 To him, her gold, shall Sheba give, 
 And all her treasures po.::. 
 
 2 For him the ceaseless pn ; : : . 
 Lik^ sweet perfume shall ri> 
 
 While ey'ry day his praise shall bear 
 Above the loftv sk. 
 
 3 As seed on mount aiiis shed, 
 His rising church shall grov 
 
 Like trees on Lebano: - -h. head, 
 Its plenteous harvests show 
 
 4 Her sons, a numerous train. 
 In Zion's gates shall spread, 
 
 A> grass which nils the verdant plains, 
 And ek rv mead 
 
126 HYMN CXCI. \ 
 
 190.— L. ML The People perish. [New Ar 568. 
 
 1 T I ^HE heathen perish ; day by day 
 J- Thousands on thousands pass away. 
 
 O Christians, to their rescue fly ; 
 Preach Jesus to them ere they die. 
 
 2 Wealth, labour, talents, freely give — 
 Yea. life itself, that thev mav live. 
 What hath your Saviour done for you, 
 And what for him, will ye not do ? 
 
 3 Thou, Spirit of the Lord, go forth, 
 Call in the south, wake up the north ; 
 From even' clime, from sun to sun, 
 Gather God's children into one. 
 
 191. — 8s 7s 4s. God with us. [New Ar. 569. 
 
 1 f^ OD is with us in our meeting ; 
 V_J Here he makes his mercy known ; 
 While his praises we 're repeating, 
 
 He approves us as his own. 
 
 Hallelujah, 
 This is heaven be^un below. 
 
 2 God is with us in our labours : 
 Forward let us boldly press : 
 
 Heathen nations are our neighbours, 
 Let us soften their distresfi 
 
 Hallelujah, 
 God will hence our efforts bless. 
 
 3 In his cause we now assemble, 
 All our hearts and aims are one ; 
 
 Idol priests begin to tremble, 
 Idol orods are overthrown. 
 
 Hallelujah, 
 Let Jehovah reign alone. 
 
HYMN CXCIIL 127 
 
 4. Fired with holy expectation, 
 
 Let us spread the gospel wide ; 
 Soon shall every heathen nation 
 Trust in Jesus crucified. 
 Hallelujah. 
 God is s>till upon our side. 
 
 192# — ^s Ts 4s. Missions. [New Ar. 570. 
 
 1 A ID us, God of love and mercy ; 
 -£jl Aid us to extend thy name : 
 Aid us, through each heathen nation, 
 
 All thy goodness to proclaim ; 
 
 And to tell them. 
 That for them a Saviour came. 
 
 2 May they know their great Redeemer, 
 
 Who for them, though strangers, died ; 
 May they look with' deep repentance, 
 To their Saviour crucified ; 
 
 Leave their idols. 
 And desire no God beside. 
 
 3 O, be there thy name extended, 
 
 And thy love and mercy known : 
 Turn them from their vain inventions ; 
 May they live to thee alone : 
 And O, claim them ; 
 Claim them, Saviour, for thine own. 
 
 193* — C. M. Blessing sought. [New Ar. 571. 
 
 1 X?E merciful to us. O God ; ♦ 
 
 -*-* Upon thy people shine : 
 And spread thy saving truth abroad, 
 Till all that live be thine. 
 
 2 Give light and comfort to thine own ; 
 
 And let thv light extend, 
 
128 HYMN CXCIV. 
 
 Till thy prevailing name be known, 
 To earth's remotest end. 
 
 3 Let all the people praise thee, Lord ; 
 
 Let all, their homage bring. 
 From sea to sea be thou adored, 
 Redeemer, Judge, and King. 
 
 4 Let all the people praise thee,-Lord, 
 
 Then earth her fruits shall give ; 
 Thy blessing shall on all be pour'd, 
 And all to thee shall live. 
 
 194.— 8s 7s 4s. A Light to lighten, $c. [N. A. 572. 
 
 1 /~VER the realms of pagan darkness 
 V_/ Let the eye of pity gaze ; 
 
 See the kindreds of the people 
 Lost in sin's bewildering maze ; 
 
 Darkness brooding 
 On the face of all the earth. 
 
 2 Light of them that sit in darkness, 
 
 Rise and shine, thy blessings bring ; 
 Light to lighten all the Gentiles, 
 Rise with healing in thy wing. 
 
 To thv bricrhtiiess 
 Let all kings and nations come. 
 
 3 May the heathen, now adoring 
 
 Idol -gods of wood and stone, 
 Come, and worshipping before him, 
 Serve the living; God alone. 
 
 Let thy glory 
 Fill the earth as floods the sea. 
 
 4 Thou to whom all power is given, 
 
 Speak the word ; at thy command, 
 Let the company of preachers 
 
 Spread thy name from land to land. 
 
 Lord*, be with them, 
 Alway — to the end of time. 
 
 \ 
 
HYMN CXCVI. 129 
 
 195.— 8s 7s. Spread of the Gospel. [N. A. 573. 
 
 1 T7""ING of Zion, give the order, 
 JlV. Send thv lighf and truth abroad, 
 O, let Zion stretch her border, 
 
 Zion, favour'd of her God. 
 
 2 Thou canst form the zealous preacher, 
 
 Thou canst light and love impart ; 
 Send thy word to every creature, 
 Send it to the sinner's heart. 
 
 3 O, let many now be ready 
 
 To go forth, at thy command, 
 Men of faith, approved and steady — 
 Leaving all at thy command. 
 
 4 Send thy truth to every region, 
 
 Let the distant people hear ; 
 Let them turn from false religion, 
 And to truth alone give ear. 
 
 196.— 8s 7s. The Christian Call. [New Ar. 574. 
 
 1 /CHRISTIAN, up ! the day is breaking, 
 v_y Gird your ready armour on ; 
 Slumbering hosts around are waking, 
 
 Rouse ve ! in the Lord be stronor. 
 
 2 See ; the blest millenial dawning, 
 
 Bright the beams of Bethlehem's star ; 
 Eastern lands, behold the morning, 
 Lo ! it glimmers from afar. 
 
 3 While ye sleep or idly linger, 
 
 Thousands sink with none to savo ; 
 Hasten ! Time's unerring finger 
 Points to many an open grave. 
 
130 HYMN CXCVIT. 
 
 4 Hark ! unnumberd voices crying, 
 
 " Save us, or we droop and die ! " 
 Succour bear the faint and dvinc. 
 On the wings of mercv fly. 
 
 5 Lead them to the crvstal fountain, 
 
 Gushing with the streams of life ; 
 Guide them, to the sheltering mountain, 
 For the gate with death is rife. 
 
 6 O'er the mountain-top ascending, 
 
 Soon the scatter'd light shall rise, 
 Till, in radiant glorv blending, 
 
 Heaven's high noon shall greet our eyes. 
 
 197.— 8s 7s. Latter-Bay Glory. [New Ar 575 
 
 1 TTARK ! a cry among the nations — 
 JljL " Come, and let us seek the Lord ; 
 Vain our former expectations, 
 
 Vain the idols we adored ; 
 Zion's King is God alone, 
 Let us bow before his throne." 
 
 2 See ! from every quarter flowing, 
 
 Joyful crowds assemble round ; 
 Love in every heart is glowing, 
 Praise is heard in every sound. 
 While Jehovah shows his face, 
 Glory fills the sacred place. 
 
 3 Weapons, meant for mutual slaughter, 
 
 Now are instruments of peace ; 
 They who taste the living water, 
 Learn from war and strife to cease ; 
 Jesus reigns ! the earth is still ; 
 All the nations do his will. 
 
 \ 
 
HYMN cxrix. 131 
 
 19§ # _C.P.M. Prayerfor the Heathen. [M. A. 576 
 
 1 /^ OD of the nations, bow thine ear, 
 ^J And listen to our fervent prayer, 
 
 Thro _ iiy beloved Son : 
 • Build up the kingdom of his grace, 
 Amid the millions of our race, 
 And make- thy wonders known. 
 
 2 Send forth the heralds in his name. 
 Bid them a Saviour's love proclaim 
 
 With every rleeti 
 Till every land shall hear the sound, 
 And send the joyful echoes round, 
 
 Amid the shades of death 
 
 3 O let the nations rise and bru _ 
 Their off'rinjs to th' Almighty King - . 
 
 And trust in him alone : 
 Renounce their idols, and adore 
 The God of gods for evermore. 
 
 Upon his lofty throne. 
 
 4 The dying millions then shall prove 
 The matchless power of bleeding love, 
 
 And feel the i sins forgiven : 
 Shall join the convert's joyful throng, 
 And raise on high redemption's son£, - 
 
 Along the path to heaven. 
 
 199. — Ss 7s 4s. Founts - Life. [Xew Ar. 577 
 
 1 OEE. from Zmml's red mountain, 
 ^ Sti earns of g water flow 
 God has open'd there i fountain 
 
 That supplies the plains below : 
 
 They are blessed, 
 Who its sovereign virtues know. 
 
 2 Through ten thousand channels, flowing, 
 
 creams oi mercy find their wav : 
 
132 HYMN CC. 
 
 Life, and health, and joy bestowing, 
 Making all around look gay: 
 
 O ye nations ! 
 Hail the long-expected day. 
 
 3 Gladden'd by the flowing treasure, 
 
 All enriching as it goes ; 
 Lo, the desert smiles with pleasure, 
 Buds and blossoms as the rose : 
 
 Every object 
 Sings for joy where'er it flows. 
 
 4 Trees of life, the banks adorning, 
 
 Yield their fruit to all around ; 
 Those who eat are 6aved from mourning, 
 Pleasure comes, and hopes abound ; 
 
 Fair their portion — 
 Endless life, with glory crown'd. 
 
 200.— S. M. Spread of the Gospel [New Ar 578 
 
 1 f\ LORD, our God, arise, 
 
 y~s The cause of truth maintain ; 
 And wide o'er all the peopled world 
 Extend her blessed reign. 
 
 2 Thou Prince of Life, arise, 
 Nor let thy glory cease ; 
 
 Far spread the conquests of thy grace, 
 And bless the earth with peace. 
 
 3 Thou Holy Ghost, arise, 
 Extend thy healing wing, 
 
 And o'er a dark and ruin'd world 
 Let light and order spring. 
 
 4 Let all on earth arise, 
 To God the Saviour sing, 
 
 From shore to shore — from earth to heaven. 
 Let echoing anthems ring ! 
 
HYMN CCII. 133 
 
 201.— lis 10s. Millennium. [New Ar. 579. 
 
 1 TTAIL, to the brightness of Zioivs glad morning, 
 J-J_ Joy to the lands that in darkness have lain ; 
 Hnsh'd be the accents of sorrow and mourning, 
 
 Zion, in triumph, begins her mild reign. 
 
 2 Hail, to the brightness of Zioivs glad morning, 
 
 Long by the prophets of Israel foretold ; 
 flail to the- millions from bondage returning, 
 Gentiles and Jews, the blest vision behold. 
 
 3 Lo, in the desert rich flowers are springing, 
 
 Streams ever copious are gliding along ; 
 Loud from the mountain-top echoes are ringing, 
 Wastes rise in verdure and mingle in song. 
 
 4 See from all lands — from the isles of the ocean, 
 
 Praise to Jehovah, ascending on high ; 
 Fallen are the engines of war and commotion, 
 Shouts of salvation are rending the sky. 
 
 202.— 7s 6s. The Gospel Banner. [New Ar. 580. 
 
 1 1VTOW be the gospel banner 
 ■±-* In every land iinfurl'd ; 
 And be the shout, Hcsanna, 
 
 Re-echoed through the world : 
 Till everv isle and nation, 
 
 Till every tribe and tongue, 
 Receive the oreat salvation. 
 
 And join the happy throng. 
 
 2 What though th' embattled legions 
 
 Of earth and hell combine ? 
 His arm throughout their regions, 
 
 Shall soon resplendent shine ; 
 Ride on, O Lord, victorious, 
 
 Emanuel, Prince of Peace, 
 Thy triumph shall be glorious ; 
 
 Thy empire still increase. 
 
334 HYMN CCIII. 
 
 3 Yes, thou shalt reign for ever, 
 
 O Jesus, King of kings, 
 Thy light, thy love, thy favour, 
 
 Each ransom'd captive sings : 
 The isles for thee are waiting, 
 
 The deserts learn thy praise, 
 The hills and valleys greeting, 
 
 The song responsive raise. 
 
 203.— 7s Cs. Send the Gospel [New Ar. 531, 
 
 1 OEND, send the gospel message, 
 K^ In every language send ; 
 Give it a speedy passage, 
 
 To gain its glorious end ; 
 God, from on high, commands us, 
 
 We may not now delay ; 
 The heathen, too, implore us — 
 
 They perish day by day. 
 
 2 Freely have come our blessings ; 
 
 How freely still bestow'd ; 
 'T is love, the soul impressing, 
 
 Would send these gifts abroad : 
 We all were outcast aliens, 
 
 Exposed to death and wo ; 
 Our distant fathers, pagans, 
 
 Bound to their idols too. 
 
 3 How can we, to the heathen, 
 
 Say, Perish in your sins ? 
 Nor labour now to free them, 
 
 And guide to joyful scenes ; 
 How can our hearts so harden, 
 
 When we deserve to die, 
 As not to tell of pardon — . 
 
 And help, to Jesus fly ? 
 
 
HYMN CCIV. 135 
 
 Proclaim aloud the Saviour ; 
 
 Far, far let him be knowD ; 
 Let each implore his favour, 
 
 Let prayer besiege the throne : 
 In labours, all, assistant, 
 
 Conspire to spread his grace, 
 Till lands to us most distaut, 
 
 Shall learn to seek his face. 
 
 20<|.— 7s. Tell us of the Night. [New Ar. 582. 
 
 1 TTTTATCHMAN, tell us of the night, 
 
 »▼ What its signs of promise are ? 
 Traveler, o'er yon mountain's height 
 See the glory-beaming star. 
 Watchman, does its beauteous ray, 
 Aught of hope or joy foretell ? 
 Trav'ller, yes, it brings the day — 
 Promised day of Israel. 
 
 2 Watchman, tell us of the night : 
 Higher yet that star ascends. 
 Trav'ller, blessedness and light, 
 Peace and truth its course portends. 
 Watchman, will its beams, alone 
 Gild the spot that gave them birth ? 
 Trav'ller, ages are its own ; 
 
 See it bursts o'er all the earth. 
 
 3 Watchman, tell us of the night, 
 For the morning seems to dawn : 
 Trav'ller, darkness takes its flight ; 
 Doubt and terror are withdrawn. 
 Watchman, let thy wand'ring cease, 
 Hie thee to thy quiet home : 
 Trav'ller, lo ! the Prince of Peace, 
 Lo ! the Son of God is come. 
 
136 HYMN CCVI. 
 
 205.— 7s 6s. Christ on Earth. [New Ar. 583 
 
 1 "\ ¥7"HEN shall the voice of singing 
 
 »» Flow joyfully along : 
 When hill and valley ringing 
 
 With one triumphant song, 
 Proclaim the contest ended, 
 
 And him who once was slaiu, 
 Again to earth descended, 
 
 In righteousness to reign? 
 
 2 Then from the lofty mountains 
 
 The sacred shout shall fly ; 
 And shady vales and fountains 
 
 Shall echo the reply : 
 High tower and lowly dwelling 
 
 Shall send the chorus round, 
 All, hallelujah swelling 
 
 In one eternal round. 
 
 206. — L. M. Prayer for Labourers. [New Ar. 584. 
 
 1 ORD of the harvest, bend thine ear, 
 J— ^ For ZioiVs heritage appear ; 
 
 O send forth labourers fill'd with zeal, 
 Swift to obey their Master's will. 
 
 2 Hast thou not bid us fervent pray 
 For help in such a trying day ? 
 Wilt thou not listen, when we cry, 
 And send the blessing from on high ? 
 
 3 Our lifted eyes, O Lord, behold 
 
 The rip'ning harvest tinged with gold, 
 Wide fields are op'ning to our view, 
 The work is great, the lab'rers few. 
 
 4 Under the guidance of thy hand 
 Let Zion's sons in many a band 
 Arise, to bless the dying race, 
 As heralds of redeeming grace. 
 
 
HYMN CCV1T. 137 
 
 5 Bid all their hearts with ardour glow, 
 As gospel messengers to go. 
 
 And publish the inspiring sound 
 Far as the race of man is found. 
 
 6 Lord of the harvest, bid them rise, 
 Train'd by the influence of the ski* -. 
 In wisdom, knowledge, grace, to shine, 
 Till every kingdom shall be thine. 
 
 207 H. M. The Gospel [New Ar. 565. 
 
 1 TTARK ! hark ! the notes of joy, 
 J--L Roll o'er the heavenly plains 
 And seraphs find employ. 
 
 For their snblimest strains. 
 Some new delight in heaven is known, 
 Loud ring the harps around the throne. 
 
 2 Hark ! hark ! the sounds draw nigh, 
 The joyful hosts descend ; 
 
 Jesus forsakes the sky, 
 
 To earth his footsteps bend. 
 He comes to bless our fallen race, 
 He comes with messages of grace. 
 
 3 Bear ! bear the tidings round, 
 Let every mortal know 
 What love in God is found : 
 What pity he can show. 
 
 Ye winds, that blow — ye waves, that roll, 
 Bear the glad news from pole to pole. 
 
 4 Strike ! strike the harps a^ain, 
 To greet Emanuel's name ; 
 Arise, ye sons of men. 
 
 And loud his ^race proclaim. 
 Angels, and men. wake every string, 
 'T is God th^ Saviour's praise we sincr. 
 

 138 HYMN CCIX. 
 
 208.— L. M. Spread of the Gospel [New Ar. 5&6. 
 
 1 T3EH0LD the heathen waits to know 
 -I-J The joy the gospel will bestow ; 
 The exiled captive to receive 
 The. freedom Jesus has to give. 
 
 2 Come, let us, with a grateful heart, 
 In this blest labour share a part ; 
 Our prayers and offerings gladly bring 
 To aid the triumphs of our King. 
 
 3 Our hearts exult in songs of praise, 
 That we have seen these latter days ; 
 When our Redeemer shall be known, 
 Where Satan lonp- hath held his throne. 
 
 4 Wher'er his hand hath spread the skies, 
 Sweet incense to his name shall rise ; 
 And slave and freeman — Greek and Jew, 
 By sovereign grace be form'd anew. 
 
 209.— S. M. Christ's Reign. [New Ar. 587. 
 
 i f^ REAT heir of David's throne ! 
 
 ^T Thy royal power assume ; 
 Come, reign in faithful hearts alone, 
 
 Thou blest Redeemer, come. 
 
 2 Set up thy throne of grace 
 In all the heathen's sight — 
 
 Thy kingdom of true holiness — 
 And order il aright. 
 
 3 Now, for thy promise' sake, 
 O'er earth exalted be : 
 
 The kingdom, power, and glory take, 
 Which all belong to thee. 
 
 4 In zeal for God and man, 
 Thy full salvation bring : 
 
 The universal Monarch reign, 
 The saints' eternal King. 
 
HYMN CCXI. 139 
 
 210. — L. M. Success of the Gospel [New Ar. 588. 
 
 1 QJ00N may the last glad song arise, 
 
 ^ Through all the millions of the skies— 
 That song of triumph which records 
 That all the earth is now the Lord's. 
 
 2 Let thrones, and powers, and kingdoms be 
 Obedient, mighty God, to thee ; 
 
 And over land, and stream, and main, 
 Now wave the sceptre of thy reign. 
 
 3 O, let that glorious anthem swell ; 
 Let host to host the triumph tell — 
 Till not one rebel heart remains, 
 But over all the Saviour reigns. 
 
 211. — 8s 7s 4s. Spirit sought. [New Ar. 589. 
 
 1 TTTHO but thou, Almighty Spirit, 
 
 ▼ » Can the heathen world reclaim? 
 Men may preach — but till thou favour, 
 Heathens will be still the same : 
 
 Mighty Spirit, 
 Witness to the Saviour's name. 
 
 2 Thou hast promised, by the prophets, 
 
 Glorious light in latter days : 
 Come, and bless bewilder'd nations, 
 
 Change our prayers and tears to praise : 
 
 Promised Spirit, 
 Round the world diffuse thy rays. 
 
 3 All our hopes, and prayers, and labours, 
 
 Must be vain without thine aid : 
 But thou wilt not disappoint us — 
 All is true that thou hast said : 
 
 Faithful Spirit, 
 O'er the world thine influence shed. 
 
 
140 HYMN CCXIII. * 
 
 212.— C. M. Thy Will be done. [New Ar. 590. 
 
 1 /^ REAT Saviour, let thy power divine 
 ^J O'er all the earth be known ; 
 
 Let all, to thee, their will resign, 
 And make thy will their own. 
 
 2 Perversion marks the guilty way, 
 
 Which heathens madly tread ; 
 From all thy laws they go astray, 
 And hasten to the dead. 
 
 3 Thou, Saviour-God, hast power alone 
 
 To turn their wand'ring feet, 
 To bend their souls before thy throne, 
 Low at thy merey-seat. 
 
 4 For,all the power, beneath, above, 
 
 Thy wounded hands sustain ; 
 Then sway the sceptre of thy love, 
 And let thy mercy reign. 
 
 213.— L. M. The Latter Day Glory. [N. A. 591. 
 
 1 "TT7HEN will the happy trump proclaim 
 
 » » The judgment of the martyr'd Lamb; 
 When shall the captive troops be free, 
 And keep th' eternal jubilee. 
 
 2 Hasten it, Lord, in every land ; 
 
 Send thou thine angels, and command, 
 " Go, sound deliverance, loudly blow — 
 Salvation to the saints below." 
 
 3 We long to have the day appear, 
 The promised, great sabbatic year ; 
 When, far from grief, and sin, and hell, 
 Israel in ceaseless peace shall dwell. 
 
 4 Till then, we will not let thee rest : 
 Thou still shalt hear our strong request ; 
 And this our daily prayer shall be, 
 Lord, sound the trump of jubilee. 
 

 HYMN CCXV. 141 
 
 214* — L. If. Success anticipated. [Xew Ar. 592. 
 
 1 T3EH0LD. th* expected time draw near, 
 -1-J The shades disperse, the dawn appear ; 
 Behold the wilderness assume 
 
 The beauteous tints of Eden's bloom. 
 
 2 Events with prophecies conspire 
 To raise our faith, our zeal to fire : 
 The ripening fields, already white, 
 Present a harvest to the sight. 
 
 3 The untaught heathen waits to know 
 The joy the gospel will bestow ; 
 The exiled captive, to receive 
 
 The freedom Jesus has to give. 
 
 . 4 Come, let us, with a grateful heart, 
 In the blest labour share a part ; 
 Our prayers and offe rings gladly bring 
 To aid the triumphs of our King. 
 
 215.— Ss 7s 4s. Without Hope. [Xew Ar. 593. 
 
 1 TYTHO can tell what notes of sadness 
 
 ▼ » From the hills and valleys riser 
 Where no messages of gladness, 
 Echo from the bending skies. 
 
 Where in darkness. 
 \l ithout hope the sinner dies. 
 
 2 O how desolate the dwelling. 
 
 Where our God is not revered ; 
 "V\ here no song of praise is swelling, 
 Nor the voice of prayer is heard ; 
 
 Where religion's 
 Cheering rays have ne'er appear'd ! 
 
 3 Where the seeds of sin are growing, 
 
 And the paths cf folly lie"'; 
 
142 HYMN CCXVII. 
 
 Where the streams of death are flowing, 
 With destruction ever nigh ; 
 
 Bid the gospel 
 Wave its peaceful banners high. 
 
 216. — 8s 7s. Church's Appeal. [New Ar. 594. 
 
 £{ /"^ O and preach to ev'ry creature ! 
 
 •• 
 
 Such the Saviour's last command, 
 Not excepting hue or feature, 
 Burning clime, or barb'rous land. 
 
 2 Look to China's countless millions ; 
 
 Look to Afric's dark-hued race ; 
 Look to Araby's pavilions, 
 Nation after nation trace. 
 
 3 They are sinking, they are dying, 
 
 Losing heavenly bliss above ; 
 Loud to us their voice is crying, 
 
 " Come, and save us, in your love !" 
 
 4 Who is ready now to sever 
 
 Bands that round his heart entwine ? 
 Who will go, resolving never, 
 Under sufferings, to repine. 
 
 217* — 7s 6s. Departure of a Missionary. [N.A.595. 
 
 1 /^l O, for the Master calls thee, 
 v_X Xor shed one bitter tear ; 
 No bondage hard enthrals thee, 
 
 Nor hast thou aught to fear : 
 To him, we now commend thee, 
 
 Who rules above the skies ; 
 Whose blessing will attend thee, 
 
 Where'er thy pathway lies. 
 
 2 Go, in the midst of dangers. 
 
 Declare a Saviour's love ; 
 Till listening heathen strangers, 
 His willing subjects prove ; 
 
HYMN CCXIX. 143 
 
 Till many a crowd assembling, 
 
 Shall hearken to his voice : 
 Confess their guilt with trembling, 
 
 And in his name rejoice. 
 
 3 Go, for the Master calls thee 
 
 Far from thy native home : 
 Whatew there befalls thee, 
 
 Whatever ills may come. 
 He is thy strong salvation : 
 
 His presence thou shalt share ; 
 He '11 hear thy supplication. 
 
 And answer every prayer. 
 
 2 1§. — 7s 6s. Departure of Missionaries. [X. A. 596. 
 
 1 T3 OLL on. thou mighty ocean, 
 JlV And, as thy billows flow, 
 Bear messengers of mercy. 
 
 To even* vale of wo : 
 Arise, ve gales, and wait them 
 
 Safe to their destined shore : 
 That men may sit in darkness 
 
 And death's black shade no more. 
 
 2 O thou eternal Ruler, 
 Who holdest in thine arm 
 
 The tempests of the ocean. 
 
 Deliver them from harm ; 
 Thy presence still be with them 
 
 Wherever they may be ; 
 Though far from those who love them, 
 
 Let them be nigh to thee. 
 
 219.— C. M. Be not afraid. $c. [Sew At. 597. 
 
 1 /^ O, and the Saviour's grace proclaim, 
 *J Ye favourd men of God : 
 Go, publish, through Emanuel's name, 
 Salvation bought with blood. 
 
144 HYMN CCXX. 
 
 2 What though your arduous track may lie, 
 
 Through regions dark as death — 
 What, though, your faith and zeal to try, 
 Perils beset your path. 
 
 3 Yet with determined courage go f 
 
 And arm'd with power divine : 
 Your God will needful strength Jjestow, 
 And on your labours shine. 
 
 4 He who has call'd you to the war, 
 
 Will recompense your pains. 
 Before Messiah's conquering car, 
 Shall mountains sink to plains. 
 
 5 Shrink not, though earth and hell oppose, 
 
 But plead your Master's cause ; 
 Assured that e'en your mightiest foes, 
 Shall bow before his cross. 
 
 220.— -8s 7s 4s. Missionary Call. [New Ar. 598. 
 
 1 TVTEN of God, go, take your stations ; 
 JLfX Where darkness broods upon the earth : 
 Loud proclaim among the nations, 
 
 Joyful news of heavenly birth. 
 
 Bear the tidings 
 
 * Of the Saviour's matchless worth. 
 
 2 Go to men in darkness sleeping ; 
 
 Tell that Christ is strong to save ; 
 Go to men in bondage weeping ; 
 Publish freedom to the slave : 
 
 Tell the dying, 
 Christ has triumph'd o'er the grave. 
 
 3 What, though earth and hell united, 
 
 Should oppose the Saviour's reign ; 
 Plead his cause to souls benighted ; 
 Fear ye not the face of men. 
 
 Vain the tumult, 
 Earth and hell will ra^e in vain. 
 

 HYMN CCXXII. 145 
 
 4 When exposed to fearful dangers, 
 Jesus will his own defend ; 
 Borne afar 'midst foes and strangers, 
 Jesus is your faithful Friend ; 
 
 And his presence 
 Shall be with you to the end. 
 
 221.— S. M. Missionary Call. [New Ar. 599. 
 
 1 ~\7"E messengers of Christ, 
 
 JL His sovereign voice obey ; 
 Arise, and follow where he leads, 
 And peace attend your way. 
 
 2 The Master whom you serve, 
 Will needful strength bestow ; 
 
 Depending on his promised aid, 
 With sacred courage go. 
 
 3 Mountains shall sink to plains, 
 And hell in vain oppose ; 
 
 The cause is God's, and will prevail, 
 In spite of all his foes. 
 
 4 Go, spread the Saviour's fame ; 
 And tell his matchless orace, 
 
 To the most guilty and depraved 
 Of Adam's numerous race. 
 
 5 We wish you, in his name, 
 The most divine success ; 
 
 Assured that he who sends you forth 
 Will all your labours bless. 
 
 222. — Ss 7s. For Missionaries. [New Ar. 600. 
 
 1 OOFTLY blow, ye fav'rinor breezes, 
 ►^ Winds of heaven, propitious smile, 
 Speed the ship across the ocean. 
 Safely to her destined isle. 
 
146 HYMN CCXXII1. 
 
 Now she rides the bounding billow, 
 Proudly urging on her way ; 
 
 He who holds the storm is with her, 
 God, the missionary's stay. 
 
 2 Fathers ! faint not ; those departing 
 
 To a friendless heathen shore ; 
 Go to toil mid scenes of peril, 
 
 Where Emanuel toil'd before. 
 Mothers ! weep not ; those your offspring 
 
 Bound to yonder pagan coast, 
 Go to reap the noblest laurel — 
 
 Go to seek the poor and lost. 
 
 3 Who are these that haste to greet thee, 
 
 King of men ! in gathering clouds ? 
 Who are these that fly to meet thee, 
 
 Rapidly as summer's clouds ? 
 Lo ! the ships of Tarshish bearing 
 
 Nobler freight than Ophir saw ; 
 Thither, where the isles are waiting, 
 
 Waiting for Messiah's law. 
 
 JEWISH CONCERT. 
 
 223.— 7s 6s. The Salvation of Israel. [N. A. 601. 
 
 'O 
 
 THAT the Lord's salvation 
 5 Were out of Zion come, 
 To heal his ancient nation, 
 To lead his outcasts home. 
 
 2 How long the holy city 
 
 Shall heathen feet profane ? 
 Return, O Lord, in pity ; 
 Rebuild her walls again. 
 
 3 Let fall thy rod of terror, 
 
 Thy saving grace impart ; 
 
HYMN CCXXV. 14 7 
 
 Roll back the veil of error, 
 Release the fetter'd heart ; 
 
 4 Let Israel, home returning, 
 Her lost Messiah see ; 
 Give oil of joy for mourning. 
 And bind thy church to thee. 
 
 224.— £s 7s 4s. Zion Comforted. [Xew Ar. 602. 
 
 1 /~\X the mountain's top appearing, 
 V_/ Lo ! the sacred herald stands, 
 Welcome news to Zion bearing, 
 
 Zion long in hostile lands ; 
 Mourning captive, 
 God himself will loose thy bands. 
 
 2 Has thv night been lono- and mournful ? 
 
 Have thy friends unfaithful proved ? 
 Have thy foes been proud and scornful, 
 Bv thv sighs and tears unmoved ? 
 
 Cease thy mourning, 
 Zion still is well beloved. 
 
 3 God, thy God, will now restore thee ! 
 
 He himself appears thy friend ; 
 All thy foes shall flee before thee, 
 Here their boasts and triumphs end ; 
 
 Great deliverance 
 Zion's King will surely send. 
 
 4 Peace and joy shall now attend thee, 
 
 All thy warfare now be past ; 
 God thy Saviour will defend thee, 
 Victory is thine at last 
 All thy conflicts 
 End in everlasting rest. 
 
 225.— 8s. Israel's Restoration. [Xew Ar. 603. 
 
 1 f J^HE Soug of Israel is hush'd, 
 
 J- And all their tales of triumph told, 
 
148 HYMN CCXXVI. 
 
 And mute is every voice that gush'd, 
 In music to their harps of gold. 
 
 2 A cloud is on their fathers' grave, 
 And darkly spreads o'er Zion's hill, 
 
 E'en there their, sons are scorn'd as slaves, 
 Or roam like homeless wanderers still. 
 
 3 Yet 'mid the world's tumultuous roar, 
 Floats clear and sweet the solemn word, 
 " O, virgin daughter, faint no more, 
 
 Thy tears are seen — thy prayers are heard." 
 
 4 What, though with spirits crush'd and broke, 
 Thy tribes like desert exiles rove, 
 Though Judah feels the strangers' yoke, 
 And Ephraim is a heartless dove. 
 
 5 Yet, yet, shall Judah's Lion wake, 
 And the bright day of promise come, 
 Thy sons their iron bondage break, 
 And God shall lead the wanderers home. 
 
 226.— L. M. Plea for Jacob. [New Ar. 604. 
 
 1 A RISE, great God, and lot thy grace 
 ll Shed its glad beams on Jacob's race ; 
 Restore the long-lost scatter d band, 
 
 And call them to their native land. 
 
 2 Their mis'ry let thy mercy heal, 
 Their trespass hide, their pardon seal : 
 O God of Israel, hear our prayer, 
 And grant them still thy love to share. 
 
 3 Thy quick'ning Spirit now impart, 
 And wake to joy each grateful heart, 
 While Israel's rescued tribes in theo 
 Their bliss and full salvation see. 
 
HYMN CCXXIX. 149 
 
 227.— L. M. Help for Israel [New Ar. 605. 
 
 1 S~\ WHY should Israel's sons, once blest, 
 V7 ^ Still roam the scorning world around ; 
 Disown'd of Heaven, by men oppress'd, 
 Outcasts from Zion's hallow'd ground? 
 
 2 O God of Jacob, view their race ; 
 Back to thy fold the wand'rers bring ; 
 Teach them to seek thy slighted grace, 
 To hail in Christ their promised King. 
 
 3 While Judah views his birthright gone, 
 With contrite shame his bosom move, 
 The Saviour he denied, to own — 
 The Lord he crucified, to love 
 
 4 Haste, glorious day, expected long, 
 
 When Jew and Greek one prayer shall pour ; 
 With eager feet, one temple throng ; 
 One God, with grateful praise, adore. 
 
 22§.— 8s 6s. Plea for Israel [New Ar. 606. 
 
 1 r I THE promise we for Israel plead, 
 
 JL O, that the once beloved seed 
 Back to their Lord miffht come ! 
 Now bid them Took on thee and mourn ; 
 Where'er dispersed, collect and turn, 
 And brin or thy wanderers home. 
 
 2 To Jews the gospel faith impart, 
 And pastors after thine own heart, 
 
 Thine ancient flock to feed 
 With knowledge of the crucified, 
 The Lord, who by their malice died, 
 
 And sufYer'd in their stead. 
 
 229.— L. M. Hope for Israel [New Ar. 607. 
 
 1 TSRAEL, thy mournful night is past, 
 1- Thy bitter cup wrung out at last, 
 
150 HYMN CCXXX. 
 
 A day of rest to thee is given, 
 The promise is laid up hi heaven. 
 
 2 The Lord will not forget the grace 
 Reserved for faithful Abr'am's race ; 
 His love their wand'rincrs shall restore, 
 And guide them, that they stray no more. 
 
 3 Israel ! 't is thine accepted day, 
 
 Thy God, himself, prepares the way- 
 Behold his ensiom from afar, 
 Behold the light of Jacob's star. 
 
 4 That star, which once o'er Bethlehem rose, 
 A token on tlvr mountains glows ; 
 
 The morn of earth's blest jubilee 
 Sheds its sweet early light on thee. 
 
 5 And thou, who once on Israel's ground 
 A homeless wanderer wast found — 
 Redeemer, on thy heavenly throne, 
 Still call that ancient church thine own. 
 
 6 Bid her departed light return, 
 
 Thy holy splendour round her burn ; 
 From prostrate Judah's ruins, raise 
 A living temple to thy praise. 
 
 230.— lis. Zion Encouraged. [New Ar. 608. 
 
 AUGHTER of Zion, awake from thy sad- 
 
 ness ; 
 Awake, for thy foes shall oppress thee no more, 
 Brio-ht o'er thy hills dawns the day-star of glad- 
 
 l T> 
 
 to* 
 
 ness : 
 
 Arise, for the night of thy sorrow is o er. 
 2 Strono- were thy foes ; but the arm that subdued 
 
 to w * 
 
 them, 
 And scatter'd their legions, was mightier far ; 
 
HYMN OCXXXIL- 151 
 
 They fled, like the chaff, from the scourge that 
 
 pursued them. 
 Vain were their steeds and their chariots of war. 
 
 3 Daughter of Ziou, the power, that hath saved 
 
 thee, 
 Extoll'd with the harp and the timbrel should be ; 
 8hout — for the foe is destroy'd that enslaved 
 
 thee, 
 Th' oppressor is vanquish'd, and Zion is free. 
 
 231* — 7a Zion enlarged. [New Arrang. 609. 
 
 1 a /^ IV E us room, that we may dwell, n 
 
 ^J Zion's children en" aloud : 
 See their numbers — how they swell, 
 How they gather like a cloud. 
 
 2 O, how bright the morning seems, 
 Brighter, from so dark a night ; 
 Zion is like one that dreams, 
 Fill'd with wonder and delight 
 
 3 Lo, thy sun goes down no more, 
 God himself will be thy light : 
 All that caused thee grief before 
 Buried lies in endless night 
 
 4 Zion, now arise and shine, 
 
 Lo, thy light from heaven is com© ; 
 These that crowd from far are thine, 
 Give thy sons and daughters room. 
 
 REVIVAL. 
 
 232.— L.M. Revival sought. [NewAr C14. 
 GOD of Zion, from the skies, 
 
 'OS? 
 
 mercy bow thy gracious ear ; 
 
152 HYMN CCXXXIII. 
 
 While Zion's watchmen raise their cries, 
 Do thou, Almighty Father, hear ? 
 
 2 Since thy remembrancers they are, 
 Why should thy servants give thee rest, 
 Until, in answer to their prayer, 
 
 Thy church is with thy favour bless'd ? 
 
 3 For this, O Lord, a suppliant crowd 
 Here at thy sacred footstool wait ; 
 For this we lift our voices loud, 
 And ask and knock at mercy's gate. 
 
 4 Look down with a propitious eye ; 
 
 Of those that seek thee, now be found ; 
 
 Bid unbelief and sorrow fly, 
 
 And make our joy and praise abound. 
 
 233.— L. M. The Spirit Implored. [New Ar. 615. 
 
 1 Tj^OREVER shall my faulting soul, 
 -T O God, thy just displeasure mourn ; 
 Thy grieved Spirit long withdrawn, 
 Will he no more to me return ? 
 
 2 Once I enjoy'd — O happy time — 
 The heartfelt visits of his grace ; 
 Nor can a thousand varying scenes, 
 The sweet remembrance quite efface. 
 
 3 Beneath his warming, quick'ning beams, 
 The icy rock dissolved away ; 
 
 New life diffused through all my powers, 
 And darkness yielded to the day. 
 
 4 When justice waved his dreadful sword, 
 And guilt and fear my soul oppress'd, 
 He sprinkled o'er a Saviour's blood, 
 And whisper'd pardon to my breast. 
 
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 HYMN CCXXXV. 153 
 
 5 Great Source of light aifd peace, return, 
 Nor let me mourn or sigh in vain ; 
 Come, repossess this longing heart. 
 With all the graces of thy train. 
 
 6 This temple hallow'd by thy hands, 
 Once more be with thy presence blest, 
 And be thy grace anew display'd, 
 And this, thy everlasting rest. 
 
 234. — 8s 7s. Returning Backslider. [New Ar. 61G. 
 
 ORD, we bow with deep contrition, 
 Low before thy throne of grace ; 
 Hear us in thy kind compassion, 
 While we seek thy smiling face. 
 
 2 Where but to a bleeding Saviour, 
 
 Should we come for life and peace ? 
 Nothing but thy boundless favour, 
 Can our burden'd souls release. 
 
 3 Thou hast witness'd our transgression, 
 
 Thou hast seen our load of guilt ; 
 Witness now our deep confession, 
 Thou, whose precious blood was spilt. 
 
 4 Ah, this sin of cov'nant breaking, 
 
 Canst thou, wilt thou, Lord, forgive ? 
 Shall we hear thy mercy speaking I 
 Canst thou bid us look and live ! 
 
 5 Pardon, peace, and consolation, 
 
 At thy bleeding cross we see : 
 There we take an humble station, 
 Lord, we look alone to thee. 
 
 235. — 8s 7s. Seeking Revival. [New Ar. 617. 
 
 1 "IXTET, O God, to ask thy presence, 
 AMI. Jt)in our souls to seek thy grace ; 
 
 7* 
 
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154 HYMN CCXXXVI. 
 
 O, deny us not, nor" spurn us, 
 Guilty rebels, from thy face. 
 
 2 May thy people wake from slumber, 
 
 fire their lamps shall fail and die ; 
 Bridegroom of the church, awake them, 
 Rouse them by the midnight cry. 
 
 3 Let conviction seize the careless, 
 
 Through their souls thine arrows dart ; 
 Let thy truth, so long neglected, 
 Break and melt the flinty heart. 
 
 4 O thou kind, forgiving Spirit, 
 
 Comforter, on thee we call ; 
 Cheer the saint, alarm the sinner, 
 O revive — revive us all. 
 
 236.— C. M. Seeking Revival. [New Ar. 618. 
 
 1 "\1TTE now, O Lord, approach thy throne, 
 
 » » To open all our grief: 
 Now send thy promised mercy down 
 And grant us quick relief. 
 
 2 Thou never saidst to Jacob's seed, 
 
 " Seek ye my face," in vain ; 
 And canst thou now deny thine aid, 
 When burdeivd souls complain. 
 
 3 The same thy power, thy love the same, 
 
 Unmoved the promise shines ; 
 
 Eternal truth surrounds thy name, 
 
 And guards the precious lines. 
 
 4 Though Satan rage, and flesh rebel, 
 
 And unbelief arise, 
 We '11 wait around thy footstool still, 
 For thou wilt hear our cries. 
 
 
 
HYMN CCXXXVIII. 155 
 
 237,— L. M. Zion prayed for. [New Ar. G20. 
 
 l G 
 
 RE AT Lord of all thy churches, hear 
 Thy minister's and people's prayer ; 
 Perfumed bv thee. O may it rise 
 Like fragrant incense to the skies. 
 
 2 May even.* pastor from above 
 
 Be new inspired with zeal and love, 
 To watch thy flock, thy flock to feed. 
 And sow with care the precious seed. 
 
 3 Revive thy churches with thy grace, 
 Heal all our breaches, grant us peace : 
 Rouse us from sloth, our hearts inflame 
 With ardent zeal for Jesus' name. 
 
 4 Mav young and old thv word receive, 
 Dead sinners hear thy voice and live. 
 The wounded conscience healino- find, 
 And joy refresh each drooping; mind. 
 
 5 May aged saints, matured with grace, 
 Abound in fruits of holiness : 
 
 And when transplanted to the skies. 
 Mav vounorer in their stead arise. 
 
 6 Tli us we our suppliant voices raise. 
 And weeping sow the seed of praise. 
 In humble hope that thou wilt hear 
 Thy ministers' and people's prayer. 
 
 23§.— C. M. Spirit of Holiness. [New Ar. 621 . 
 
 1 OPIRIT of holiness, look down, 
 ^ Our fainting hearts to cheer : 
 And. when we tremble at thv frown. 
 
 O bring thy comforts near. 
 
 2 The fear which thv convictions wrought, 
 
 O jet thv orace remove ; 
 
156 HYMN CCXXX1X. 
 
 And may the souls, which thou hast taught 
 To weep, now learn to love. 
 
 3 Now let thy saving mercy heal 
 
 The wounds it made before ; 
 Now on our hearts impress thy seal, 
 That we may doubt no more. 
 
 4 Complete the work thou hast begun 
 
 And make our darkness light, 
 That we a glorious race may run, 
 Till faith be lost in sight. 
 
 5 Then, as our wondering eyes discern 
 
 The Lord's unclouded face, 
 In fitter language we shall learn 
 To sing triumphant grace. 
 
 239. — S. M. Prayer for a Revival. [New Ar. 622. 
 
 1 f~\ LORD, thy work revive, 
 VJ^ In Zion's gloomy hour, 
 
 And let our dying graces live 
 By thy restoring power. 
 
 2 O let thy chosen few 
 Awake to earnest prayer ; 
 
 Their covenant again renew, 
 And walk in filial fear. 
 
 3 Thy Spirit then will speak 
 Through lips of humble clay, 
 
 Till hearts of adamant shall break, 
 Till rebels shall obey. 
 
 4 Now lend thy gracious ear ; 
 Now listen to our cry : 
 
 O, come and bring salvation near ; 
 Our souls on thee rely. 
 

 HYMN CCXLI. 157 
 
 240.— S. M. Spirit sought. [New Ar. 623. 
 
 1 /~\ FOR the happy hour, 
 
 V/j When God will hear our cry, 
 A«nd send with a reviving power, 
 His Spirit from on high. 
 
 2 We meet, we sing, we pray ; 
 We listen to the word 
 
 In vain ; we see no cheering ray — 
 No cheering voice is heard. 
 
 3 Our prayers are faint and dull, 
 And languid all our songs ; 
 
 When once with joy our hearts were full, 
 And rapture timed our tongues. 
 
 4 While many crowd thy house, 
 How few around thv board 
 
 Meet to record their solemn vows, 
 And bless thee as their Lord. 
 
 5 Thou, thou alone canst give 
 Thy gospel sure success : 
 
 Canst bid the dying sinner live 
 Anew in holiness. 
 
 6 Come, then, with power divine, 
 Spirit of life and love ; 
 
 Then shall our people all be thine — 
 Our church like that above. 
 
 241.— 8s Vs. Light of the World. [New Ar. 619. 
 
 1 IGHT of those whose dreary dwelling 
 
 J-^ Borders on the shades of death ; 
 Come, and by thy love revealing, 
 
 Dissipate the clouds beneath : 
 The new heaven and earth's Creator, 
 In our deepest darkness rise, — 
 
158 HYMN CCXLII. 
 
 Scattering all the night of nature, 
 Pouring light upon our eyes. 
 
 2 Still we wait for thine appearing ; 
 
 Life and joy thy beams impart, 
 Chasing all our fears, and cheering 
 
 Every poor benighted heart ; 
 Come, and manifest thy favour 
 
 To the ransom'd, helpless race ; 
 Come, thou glorious God and Saviour, 
 
 Come, and bring the gospel -grace. 
 
 3 Save us, in thy great compassion, 
 
 O thou mild, pacific Prince ; 
 Give the knowledge of salvation, 
 
 Give the pardon of our sins ; 
 By thine all-sufficient merit, 
 
 Every burden'd soul release ; 
 Every weary, wand'ring spirit 
 
 Guide into thy perfect peace. 
 
 242. — 8s 7s. Spiritual Harvest. [New Ar. 624. 
 
 1 TTE that goeth forth with weeping, 
 -tJ- Bearing still the precious seed, 
 Never tiring, never sleeping, 
 
 All his labour shall succeed. 
 Then will fall the rain of heaven, 
 
 Then the sun of mercy shine ; 
 Precious fruits will then be given, 
 
 Through an influence all divine. 
 
 2 Sow thy seed, be never weary, 
 
 Nor let fears thy mind employ ; 
 Be the prospect ne'er so dreary, 
 
 Thou mayst reap the fruits of joy. 
 Lo ! the scene of verdure bright'ning, 
 
 See the rising grain appear ; 
 Look again, the fields are whit'ning ; 
 
 Sure the harvest time is near. 
 
HYMN CCXLIII. 159 
 
 243. — 7s. Converts. [New Arrang. 626. 
 
 1 "T T7H0 are these that come from far, 
 - ▼ V Swifter than a flying cloud ? 
 
 Thick as flocking doves they are, 
 Eager in pursuit of God : 
 Trembling as the storm draws nigh ; 
 Hast'ning to the place of rest ; 
 See them to their windows fly, 
 To the ark of Jesus' breast. 
 
 2 "Who are these, but sinners poor, 
 Conscious of their low estate ; 
 Sin-sick souls, who for their cure 
 On the good Physician wait ; 
 Fallen — who bewail their fall — 
 Proffer d mercy who embrace, 
 List'ning to the gospel-call, 
 Longing to be saved by grace. 
 
 3 For his mate the turtle moans ; 
 For his God the sinner sighs ; 
 Hark ! the music of his groans — 
 Humble groans that pierce the skies ; 
 Surely God their sorrows hears — 
 Every- accent, every look ; 
 Treasures up their gracious tears ; 
 Notes their sufferings in his book. 
 
 4 He, who hath their cure begun, 
 Will he now despise their pain ? 
 Can he leave his work undone ; 
 Bring them to the birth in vain ? 
 No ; we all, who seek, shall find ; 
 We, who ask, shall all receive ; 
 Be to Christ in spirit joined ; 
 With him ever, ever live. 
 
1G0 HYMN CCXLV. 
 
 TIMES AND OCCASIONS. 
 
 DEDICATIONS, ETC, 
 
 244.— L. M. Dedication. [New Ar. 628. 
 
 1 TTERE, in thy name, eternal God, 
 J--L We build this earthly house for thee : 
 O make it now thv fix'd abode, 
 
 And guard it long from error free. 
 
 2 Here, when thy people seek thy face, 
 And dying sinners pray to live, 
 
 Hear thou, in heaven, thy dwelling place, 
 And when thou hearest, Lord, forgive. 
 
 3 Here, when thy messengers proclaim 
 The blessed gospel of thy Son ; 
 Still by the power of his great name, 
 Be mighty signs and wonders done. 
 
 4 When children's voices raise the song, 
 Hosanna to their heavenly King ; 
 
 Let heaven, with earth, the strain prolong, 
 Hosanna, let the angels sing. 
 
 5 But will, indeed, Jehovah deign 
 Here to abide, no transient guest ? 
 Here will our great Redeemer reign, 
 And here the Holy Spirit rest ? 
 
 6 Thy glory never hence depart : 
 Yet choose not, Lord, this house alone ; 
 Thy kingdom come in every heart, 
 In every bosom fix thy throne. 
 
 245. — 7s. Laying a Corner-Stone. [N. Ar. G29. 
 
 1 T ORD of hosts, to thee we raise 
 X-^ Here a house of prayer and praise ; 
 
HYMN CCLXVI. 161 
 
 Thou thy people's hearts prepare 
 Here to meet for praise and prayer. 
 
 2 Let the living here be fed 
 
 With thy word, the heavenly bread ; 
 Here, in hope of glory blest, 
 May the dead be laid to rest. 
 
 3 Here to thee a temple stand, 
 While the sea shall gird the land ; 
 Here reveal thy mercy sure, 
 While the sun and moon endure. 
 
 4 Hallelujah ! — earth and sky, 
 To the joyful sound reply ; 
 Hallelujah ! — hence ascend 
 Prayer and praise till time shall end. 
 
 246.— C. M. Dedication. [New Ar. G30. 
 
 1 OPIRIT divine, attend our prayer, 
 ^ And make this house thy home ; 
 Descend with all thy gracious power ; 
 
 O, come, Great Spirit, come ! 
 
 2 Come as the light : to us reveal, 
 
 Our sinfulness and wo, 
 And lead us in the paths of life, 
 Where all the righteous go. 
 
 3 Come as the fire — and purge our hearts, 
 
 Like sacrificial flame : 
 Let our whole soul an offering be, 
 To our Redeemer's name. 
 
 4 Come as the dew — and sweetly bless 
 
 This consecrated hour ; 
 May barrenness rejoice to own 
 Thy testifying power. 
 
 5 Come as a dove — and spread thy wings, 
 
 The wings of peaceful love : 
 
162 HYMN CCXLVIII. 
 
 And let the church on earth become 
 Blest as the church above. 
 
 6 Come as the wind, with " rushing sound," 
 
 And Pentecostal grace, 
 That all of woman born may see 
 The glory of thy face. 
 
 7 Spirit divine, attend our prayer, 
 
 And make this house thy home ; 
 Descend with all thy gracious powers ; 
 O, come, Great Spirit, come ! 
 
 247.— L. M. Erection of a Church. [N. Ar. 631. 
 
 1 npHIS house, O Lord, for thee we raise, 
 J- Long may it echo with thy praise, 
 
 And thou, descending, fill the place, 
 With choicest tokens of thy grace. 
 
 2 Here let the great Redeemer reign, 
 With all the glories of his train ; 
 While power divine his word attends, 
 To conquer foes and cheer his friends. 
 
 3 And in the great decisive day, 
 When thou the nations shalt survey, 
 May it before the world appear, 
 That crowds were born to glory here. 
 
 24§.— C. M. Dedication. [New Ar. 632. 
 
 1 TVTITHIN this house, O Lord our God, 
 
 » ▼ In glory now appear ; 
 Make it a place of thine abode, 
 And shed thy blessings here. 
 
 2 When we thine awful seat surround, 
 
 Thy Spirit, Lord, impart ; 
 And let thy gospel's joyful sound, 
 With power reach every heart 
 
 
HYMN CCL. 163 
 
 3 Here let the blind their sight obtain, 
 
 Here give the mourners rest ; 
 Let Jesus here triumphant reign, 
 Enthroned in even* breast. 
 
 4 Here let the voice of sacred joy, 
 
 And humble prayer arise ; 
 Till higher strains our tongues employ, 
 In realms beyond the skies. 
 
 249. — C. M. Opening a house of worship. [N.A.633. 
 
 1 r\ SHEPHERD of thy people, hear ; 
 V^} Thy presence now display : 
 Thou that hast given a house of prayer, 
 
 Now give us hearts to pray. 
 
 2 Within these walls let holy peace, 
 
 And love and concord dwell ; 
 Here give the troubled conscience ease, 
 The wounded spirit heal. 
 
 3 Mav we in faith receive thv word, 
 
 In faith present our prayers ; 
 And in the presence of the Lord 
 Unbosom all our cares. 
 
 4 And may the gospel's joyful sound, 
 
 By thine Almighty srace, 
 Awaken slumbTing sinners round 
 To come and fill the place. 
 
 ORDINATIONS. 
 
 5250. — 8s. Prayer for Ministers. [New Ar. 509 
 
 1 TTWTHER of mercies, bow thine ear, 
 J- Attentive to our earnest prayer ; 
 We plead for those who plead for thee ; 
 Successful mav thev ever be. 
 
164 HYMM CCLI. 
 
 2 Clothe them with energy divine, 
 And let their messages be thine : 
 To them thy sacred truth reveal ; 
 Suppress their fear, inflame their zeal. 
 
 3 Teach them to sow the precious seed ; 
 Teach them, thy chosen flock to feed ; 
 Teach them, immortal souls to gain — 
 Souls that will well reward their pain. 
 
 4 Let thronging multitudes around, 
 Hear from their lips the joyful sound : 
 In humble strains thy grace implore, 
 And feel thy new -creating power. 
 
 5 How great their work, how vast their charge ; 
 Do thou their anxious souls enlarge, 
 
 Till light through distant realms be spread, 
 And Zion rear her drooping head. 
 
 251.— C. M. Prayer for the Minister. [N. A. 510. 
 
 1 /^IHIEF Shepherd of thy chosen sheep, 
 v_y From death and sin set free, 
 
 May every under-shepherd keep, 
 His eye intent on thee. 
 
 2 With plenteous grace their hearts prepare, 
 
 To execute thy will ; 
 Compassion, patience, love, and care, 
 And faithfulness and skill. 
 
 / 
 
 
 3 Inflame their minds with holy zeal, 
 
 The flock to feed and teach, 
 And let them live, and let them feel, 
 The sacred truths they preach. 
 
 4 O never let the sheep complain, 
 
 That toys which fools amuse — 
 Ambition, pleasure, praise, or gain — 
 Debase the shepherd's views. 
 
HYMN CCLIII. 165 
 
 MORNING AND EVENING. 
 252.— S. M. Morning Thanksgiving. [N. A. 634. 
 
 1 OEREXE I laid me down, 
 O Beneath his guardian care ; 
 
 1 slept, and I awoke and found 
 
 Mv kind Preserver near. 
 
 2 Thus, does thine arm support 
 This weak, defenceless frame : 
 
 But whence these favours, Lord, to me, 
 All worthless as I am ? 
 
 3 O, how shall I repay 
 The bounties of my God ? 
 
 This feeble spirit pants beneath 
 The pleasing, painful load. 
 
 4 My life I would anew 
 Devote O Lord, to thee ; 
 
 And in thy service I would spend 
 A long eternity. 
 
 253* — 7s. Evening. [New Arrang. 639. 
 
 1 "VJOW, from labour and from care, 
 
 » -*-^l Evening shades have set mo free : 
 In the work of praise and prayer, 
 Lord, I would converse with thee : 
 O, behold me from above ; 
 Fill me with a Saviour's love. 
 
 2 Sin and sorrow, guilt and wo, 
 Wither all my earthly joys ; 
 Naught can charm me here below, 
 But my Saviour's melting voice : 
 Lord, forgive : thy grace restore, 
 Make me thine for evermore 
 
166 HYMN CCLV. 
 
 3 For the blessings of this day, 
 For the mercies of this hour, 
 For the gospel's cheering' ray, 
 For the Spirit's quick'ning power ; 
 Grateful notes to thee I raise, 
 O, accept my song of praise. 
 
 254.— L, M. Sabbath Evening. [New Ar. 638. 
 
 1 A NOTHER day has pass'd along, 
 -£\- And we are nearer to the tomb : 
 Nearer to join the heav'nly song, 
 
 Or hear the last eternal doom. 
 
 2 Sweet is the light of Sabbath eve, 
 And soft the sunbeams lingering there ; 
 For these blest hours the world I leave, 
 Wafted on wings of faith and prayer. 
 
 3 The time, how lovely and how still ; 
 Peace shines and smiles on all below ; 
 The plain, the stream, the wood, the hill, 
 All fair with evening's setting glow. 
 
 4 Season of rest ; the tranquil soul 
 
 Feels the sweet calm, and melts in love ; 
 And while these sacred moments roll, 
 Faith sees a smiling heaven above. 
 
 5 Nor will our days of toil be long ; 
 Our pilgrimage will soon be trod, 
 And we shall join the ceaseless song — 
 The endless Sabbath of our God. 
 
 SEASONS OF THE YEAR. 
 
 255.— C. M. Spring. [New Ar. 651. 
 
 1 TTTHEN beauty clothes the fertile vale, 
 W And bird9 their chorus sing, 
 
: 
 
 HYMN CCLVI. 167 
 
 And fragrance breathes in every gale, 
 How sweet the day of spring ! 
 
 2 O, let my inmost heart confess, 
 
 With grateful joy and love, 
 The bounteous hand that deigns to bless 
 The garden, field, and grove. 
 
 3 Inspired to praise, my soul would join 
 
 Glad nature's cheerful song : 
 While love and gratitude combine 
 To tune my joyful tongue. 
 
 4 And faith exults, that yet the spring 
 
 Of righteousness and praise, 
 Our Saviour, God, will surely bring, 
 And in all nations raise. 
 
 256.— L. M. Harvest. [New Ar. 653. 
 
 1 /^ REAT God, as seasons disappear, 
 y~* And changes mark the rolling year, 
 Thy favour still has crown'd our days, 
 And we would celebrate thy praise. 
 
 2 The harvest-song would we repeat ; 
 Thou givest us the finest wheat ; 
 The joys of harvest we have known : 
 The praise, O Lord, is all thine own. 
 
 3 Our tables spread, our garners stored, 
 O, give us hearts to bless thee, Lord ; 
 Forbid it, Source of light and love, 
 That hearts and lives should barren prove. 
 
 4 Another harvest comes apace ; 
 Ripen our spirits by thy grace, 
 That we may calmly meet the blow, 
 The 3ickle gives to lay us low ; 
 
168 HYMN CCLVIII. 
 
 5 That so, when angel reapers come 
 To gather sheaves to thy blest home, 
 Our spirits may be borne on high, 
 To thy safe garner in the sky. 
 
 257. — L. M. Harvest improved. [New Ar. 654. 
 
 1 I FT up your joyful eyes and see 
 -*-^ A plenteous harvest all around, — 
 The crop matured, and not a grain 
 Shall useless fall upon the ground. 
 
 2 A harvest of immortal souls, 
 Prepared by sov'reign grace and power ; 
 Nor heat, nor cold, nor winds, nor storms, 
 Shall hurt — ncr birds of prey devour. 
 
 3 An arm divine protects the saints, 
 Omniscience rests on their abode ; 
 Christ will conduct them safely home, 
 Their kind Protector and their God. 
 
 4 O, happy day, when every sheaf, 
 Ripen'd for glory shall be found ; • 
 When all the saints are gather'd in, 
 
 The joy of harvest shall resound ! 
 
 25§« — 8s 7s. Autumn. [New Ar. 656. 
 
 1 QEE the leaves around us falling, 
 ^ Dry and wither'd, to the ground, 
 Thus to thoughtless mortals calling, 
 
 In a sad and solemn sound. 
 
 2 Sons of Adam (once in Eden, 
 
 Where, like us, he blighted fell), 
 Hear the lesson we are reading ; . 
 Mark the awful truth we tell. 
 
 3 Youth, on length of days presuming, 
 
 Who the paths of pleasure tread, 
 
HYMN CCLIX. 169 
 
 View us, late in beauty blooming, 
 Number'd now among the dead. 
 
 4 What though yet no losses grieve you, 
 
 Gay with health and many a grace, 
 Let not cloudless skies deceive you : 
 Summer gives to autumn place. 
 
 5 Yearly in our course returning, 
 
 Messengers of shortest stay, 
 Thus we preach this truth concerning — 
 Heaven and earth shall pass away. 
 
 6 On the tree of life eternal, 
 
 O, let all our hopes be laid ! m 
 This alone for ever vernal, 
 
 Bears a leaf that shall not fade. 
 
 P A R E N T A L. 
 
 259.— C. M. The God of Bethel [New Ar. 223. 
 
 1 r\ GOD of Bethel, by whose hand 
 v_/ Thy peop^ still are fed, 
 Who. through this weary pilgrimage, 
 
 Hast all our fathers led: — 
 
 2 Our vows, our prayers, we now present, 
 
 Before thy throne of grace : 
 God of our fathers ! be the God 
 Of their succeeding race. 
 
 3 Through each perplexing path of life, 
 
 Our wandering footsteps guide ; 
 Give us each day our daily bread, 
 And raiment fit provide. 
 
 4 O, spread thy covering wings around, 
 
 Till all our wanderings cease, 
 And at our Father's loved abode, 
 Our souls arrive in peace. 
 
170 HYMN CCLXI. 
 
 5 Such blessings, from thy gracious hand, 
 Our humble prayers implore, 
 And thou shalt be our chosen God, — 
 Our portion evermore. 
 
 260. — C. M. Sanctification of children, [N.Ar. 224. 
 
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 GOD of Abra'm, hear 
 The parents' humble cry ; 
 In cov'nant mercy now appear, 
 While in the dust we lie. 
 
 2 These children of our love. 
 
 In mercy thou hast given, 
 That we through grace may faithful prove 
 In trafmng them for heaven. 
 
 3 O, grant thy Spirit, Lord, 
 
 Their hearts to sanctify ; 
 Remember now thy gracious word, 
 Our hopes on thee rely. 
 
 4 Draw forth the melting tear, 
 
 The penitential sigh ; 
 Inspire their hearts with faith sincere, 
 And fix their hopes on high. 
 
 5 These children now are thine, 
 
 We give them back to thee ; 
 O lead them by thy grace divine, 
 Along the heavenly way. 
 
 261.— C. M. Children's Conversion. [N Ar. 228. 
 
 l O 
 
 LORD, behold us at thy feet, 
 A needy, sinful band ; 
 As suppliants round thy mercy-seat, 
 We come at thy command. 
 
 2 *T is for our children we would plead, 
 The offspring thou hast given ; 
 

 HYMN CCLXII. 171 
 
 Where shall we go in time of need, 
 But to the God of heaven ? 
 
 3 We ask not for them wealth or fame, 
 
 Amid the worldly strife : 
 But in the all-prevailing Name, 
 We ask eternal life. 
 
 4 We crave the Spirit's quick'ning grace, 
 
 To make them pure in heart ; 
 That they may stand before thy face, 
 And see thee as thou art. 
 
 262.— 7s. Teach thy Children. [Xew Ar. 225. 
 
 1 ORD, assist us by thy grace 
 -Li To instruct our infant race ; 
 Grant us wisdom from above, 
 Fill us with a Saviour's love. 
 
 2 Let us in thy peace abide, 
 In thy promises confide, 
 While our seed with ready zeal, 
 Learn of us to do thy will. 
 
 3 May we teach them day by day, 
 
 In the house, and by the way, • 
 
 When they rise, or go to rest, 
 
 Till thy truth shall make them blest. 
 
 4 While in childhood's tender acre, 
 They unfold the sacred page, 
 May they see in every line, 
 Kindling rays of light divine. 
 
 5 Precious Saviour, hear our prayer, 
 We commit them to thy care ; 
 
 Be their Shepherd, and their Guide, 
 Bring them to thy bleeding side. 
 
172 HYMN CCLXIV. 
 
 263. — L. M. Consecration. [New Ar. 512. 
 
 ONG as he lives he shall be thine ; 
 
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 This cherish'd gift I now restore, 
 Nor longer call the treasure mine, 
 Given to my God for evermore. 
 
 2 Still firm in purpose, and sincere, 
 This dedication, Lord, shall stand ; 
 The child shall now be doubly dear, 
 As kept and guarded by thy hand. 
 
 3 Let him be early taught of God ; 
 Prepare hirudin the days of youth, 
 Amid the courts of thine abode, 
 To bear the messages of truth. 
 
 4 Be this the object of my heart, 
 Be this the burden of my prayer, 
 That he thy gospel may impart, 
 
 To those who shall thy mercy share. 
 
 5 And may thy Spirit, dearest Lord, 
 Help me in mem'ry to retain 
 Each promise of thy holy word, 
 Till hope her sweet assurance gain. 
 
 264.— C.P.M. The Family Vow. [New Ar. 466 
 
 l l 
 
 AND my house will serve the Lord : 
 But first, obedient to his word, 
 I must myself appear ; 
 By actions, words, and temper, show 
 That I my heavenly Master know, 
 And serve with heart sincere. 
 
 I must the fair example set ; 
 
 From those that on thy pleasure wait, 
 
 Each stumbling block remove ; 
 Their duty by my life explain ; 
 And still in all my works maintain 
 
 The dignity of love. 
 
HYMN CCLXV. 173 
 
 3 Easy to be entreated, mild, 
 Quickly appeased and reconciled, 
 
 A follower of my God ; 
 A saint, indeed, I long to be, 
 And lead my faithful family 
 
 In the celestial road. 
 
 4 Lord, if thou didst the wish infuse, 
 A vessel fitted for thy use, 
 
 Into thy hands receive ; 
 Work in me both to will and do, 
 And show them how believers true, 
 
 And real Christians live. 
 
 205.— L. M. For the Young. [New Ar. 226. 
 
 1 /~^ REAT Saviour, who didst condescend, 
 VJ Young children in thine arms to take, 
 Still prove thyself the children's friend, 
 And save them for thy mercy's sake. 
 
 2 'T is by the guidance of thy hand, 
 That they within thy house appear ; 
 And in thine awful presence stand, 
 To hear thy word, and join in prayer. 
 
 3 Like precious seed, in fruitful ground, 
 Let the instruction they receive, 
 
 To thy immortal praise abound, 
 And make them to thy glory live. 
 
 4 Give them a sober, steadv mind ; 
 Strength to withstand the snares of sin ; 
 Boldly to cast the world behind, 
 
 And strive eternal life to win. 
 
 5 To read thy word, their hearts incline ; 
 To understand it, light impart ; 
 
 O Saviour, consecrate them thine — 
 Take full possession of each heart. 
 
174 HYMN CCLXVII. 
 
 266.— L. P. M. Prayer for Children. [N. Ar. 227. 
 
 1 pOME, Father, Son and Holy Ghost, 
 ^<-J To whom we for our children cry ; 
 The good desired and wanted most, 
 Out of thy richest grace supply ; 
 
 The sacred discipline be given, 
 
 To train and bring them up for heaven. 
 
 2 Error and ignorance remove, 
 
 Their blindness both of heart and mind ; 
 Give them the wisdom from above, 
 Spotless, and peaceable, and kind ; 
 In knowledge pure, their minds renew, 
 And store with thoughts 'divinely true. 
 
 3 Father, accept them through thy Son, 
 And ever by thy Spirit guide ; 
 
 Thy wisdom in their lives be shown, 
 Thy name confess'd and glorified ; 
 Thy power and love diffused abroad, 
 Till all the earth be fill'd with God. 
 
 YOUTH. 
 267.— S. M. Guide of Youth. [New Ar. 658. 
 
 1 T71ROM earliest dawn of life, 
 
 J- Thy goodness we have shared, 
 And still we live to sing thy praise, 
 By sovereign mercy spared. 
 
 2 To learn and do thy will, 
 O Lord, our hearts incline ; 
 
 And o'er the paths of future life 
 Command thy light to shine. 
 
 3 While taught thy word of truth, 
 May we that word receive ; 
 
 And when we hear of Jesus' name, 
 In that blest name believe. 
 
HYMN CCLXIX. 175 
 
 4 O, let us never tread 
 
 The broad destructive road, 
 But trace those holy paths which lead 
 
 To glory, and to God. 
 
 26§.— C. M. Discretion. [New Ar. 660. 
 
 1 TT^RAIL youth are in a slippery path, 
 -F Beset with mighty foes ; 
 Surrounded with disease and death, 
 
 Unnumber'd sins and woes. 
 
 2 Their passions war against the soul, 
 
 And lead their feet astray ; 
 Submitting to the world's control, 
 They shun the narrow way. 
 
 3 To vanities of time and sense, 
 
 Their youthful hearts are prone ; 
 How difficult to draw them thence, 
 To seek a heavenly crown. 
 
 4 Great God, the work is wholly thine, 
 
 To guide our erring youth ; 
 Do thou their wandering hearts incline, 
 To seek the ways of truth. 
 
 5 Restrain impetuous passions, Lord 
 
 Upward direct their eyes ; 
 Give them a heart to know thy word, 
 And all thy counsels prize. 
 
 269.— C. M. Invitation to the Young. [N.A.661. 
 
 1 ~V7"E near ts, with youthful vigour warm, 
 
 A In smiling crowds draw near, 
 And turn from every mortal charm, 
 A Saviour's voice to hear. 
 
 2 He, Lord of all the worlds on high, 
 
 Stoops to converse with you ; 
 And lays his radiant glories by, 
 Your friendship to pursue. 
 
176 HYMN CCLXXI. 
 
 3 " The soul that longs to see my face, 
 
 Is sure my love to gain ; 
 And those that early seek my grace, 
 Shall never seek in vain." 
 
 4 What object, Lord, my soul should move, 
 
 If once compared with thee ? 
 What beauty should command my love, 
 Like what in Christ I see ? 
 
 5 Away, ye false delusive toys, 
 
 Vain tempters of the mind ; 
 'T is here I fix my lasting choice, 
 And here true bliss I find. 
 
 270.— S. M. Call to Youth. [New Ar. 659. 
 
 1 1VTY son, know thou the Lord, 
 IfX Thy father's God obey ; 
 
 Seek his protecting care by night, 
 His guardian hand by day. 
 
 2 Call, while he may be found, 
 O, seek him while he 's near ; 
 
 Serve him with all thv heart and mind, 
 And worship him with fear. 
 
 3 If thou wilt seek his face, 
 His ear will hear thy cry ; 
 
 Then shalt thou find his mercy sure, 
 His grace forever nigh. 
 
 4 But if thou leave thv God, 
 Nor choose the path to heaven ; 
 
 Then shalt thou perish in thy sins, 
 And never be forgiven. 
 
 OLD AGE. 
 271.— C. M. Trust in God. [New Ar. 667. 
 
 1 A LMIGHT Y Father of mankind, 
 -£j^- On thee my hopes remain ; 
 
 
HYMN CCLXXII. 177 
 
 And when the day of trouble comes, 
 I shall not trust in vain. 
 
 2 In early years thou wast my Guide, 
 
 And of my youth the Friend ; 
 
 And as mv days becran with thee, 
 
 With thee my days shall end. 
 
 3 Thou wilt not cast me off, when age 
 
 And evil days descend ; 
 Thou wilt not leave me in despair, 
 To mourn my latter end. 
 
 4 Therefore in life I '11 trust to thee, 
 
 In death I wifl adore ; 
 And after death will sing thy praise, 
 When tune shall be no more. 
 
 MARINERS. 
 
 272.-88 7s 4s. Far, far at Sea. [New Ar 668. 
 
 1 OTAR of peace to wanderers weary, 
 ^ Bright the beams that smile on me, 
 Cheer the pilot's vision dreary, 
 
 Far, far at sea. 
 
 2 Star of hope, gleam on the billow, 
 
 Bless the soul that sighs for thee, 
 Bless the sailor's lonely pillow, 
 Far, far at sea. 
 
 3 Star of faith, when winds are mocking 
 
 All his toil, he flies to thee : 
 Save him, on the billows rocking, 
 Far, far at sea. 
 
 4 Star Divine, O safely guide him, 
 
 Bring the wanderer home to thee ; 
 Sore temptations long have tried him, 
 Far, far at sea. 
 
 8* 
 
178 HYMN CCLXXIV. 
 
 273.— C. M. Prayer for Seamen. [N. Ar. 669. 
 
 1 "\T7"E come, O Lord, before thy throne, 
 
 » » And, with united pleas, 
 We meet and pray for those who roam 
 Far off upon the seas. 
 
 2 O, may the Holy Spirit bow 
 
 The sailor's heart to thee, 
 Till tears of deep repentance flow, 
 Like rain-drops in the sea. 
 
 3 Then may a Saviour's dying love 
 
 Pour peace into his breast, 
 And waft him to the port ebove, 
 Of everlasting rest. 
 
 274.— L. M. The Seaman's Song. [N. A. 670. 
 
 1 "VTrOULD you behold the works of God, 
 
 ▼ ▼ His wonders in the world abroad ? 
 With hardy mariners survey 
 The unknown regions of the sea. 
 
 2 They leave their native shores behind, 
 And seize the favour of the wind ; 
 Till God command, and tempests rise, 
 That heave the ocean to the skies. 
 
 3 When land is far, and death is nigh, 
 Bereaved of hope, to God they cry ; 
 His mercy hears their loud address, 
 And sends salvation in distress. 
 
 4 He bids the winds their wrath assuage, 
 And stormy tempests cease to rage ; 
 The grateful band their fears give o'er, . 
 And hail with joy their native shore. 
 
 5 O, may the sons of men record 
 The wondrous goodness of the Lord ; 
 Let them their purest offerings bring, 
 And in his church his glory sing. 
 
HYMN CCLXXV. 179 
 
 275.— 148th. The Christian's Voyage. [N. Ar. 671. 
 
 1 TESUS, at thy command, 
 *J I launch into the deep, 
 And leave my native land, 
 Where sin lulls all asleep ; 
 
 For thee I fain would all resign, 
 
 And sail to heaven with thee and thine. 
 
 2 What though the seas are broad ? 
 What though the waves are strong? 
 What though tempestuous storms 
 Distress me all along ? 
 
 Yet what are seas or stormy wind ? 
 Compared to Christ — the sinner's Friend ? 
 
 3 Christ is my Pilot wise, 
 My compass is his word, 
 My soul each storm defies, 
 While I have such a Lord : 
 
 I trust his faithfulness and power, 
 To save me in the trvinor hour. 
 
 CJ 
 
 4 Though rocks and quicksands deep, 
 Through all my passage lie ; 
 
 Yet Christ will safely keep 
 And guide me with his eye : 
 How can I sink with such a prop, 
 That bears the world and all things up ! 
 
 5 Come heavenly wind, and blow 
 A prosperous gale of grace, 
 
 To waft me from below, 
 To heaven, my destined place : 
 Then, in full sail, my port I '11 find, 
 And leave the world, and sin behind I 
 
180 HYMN CCLXXVI. 
 
 THANKSGIVING. 
 
 276.— 8s. Thanksgiving. [New Ar 679. 
 
 1 ET gratitude waken the song, 
 J-^ And swell the harmonious lyre, 
 Let praise the sweet anthem prolong, 
 And joy every bosom inspire ! 
 What favours around us have flow'd, 
 Unmeasured, unspeakably great, 
 
 By Heaven in rich mercy bestow'd 
 On man in his fallen estate. 
 
 2 The earth with rich verdure is crown'd, 
 The fruits in their fulness appear, 
 
 The songs 6f the reapers resound, 
 And plenty encircles the year ; 
 The blessings of freedom are ours, 
 And knowledge and virtue increase, 
 No foe is invading our shores, 
 Wo live with the nations at peace. 
 
 3 The sound of the gospel is heard : 
 The scriptures their treasures unfold, 
 While thousands believe in the word, 
 More precious than silver or gold : 
 No fierce persecutions arise, 
 
 The heart and the conscience to bind ; 
 That wisdom which Heaven supplies, 
 The weakest believer may find. 
 
 4 Let gratitude waken the song, 
 And swell the harmonious lyre, 
 
 Let praise the sweet anthem prolong, 
 And joy every bosom inspire : 
 A nation so favour'd of God, 
 Should ever acknowledge his hand ; 
 Should send his salvation abroad — 
 His gospel to every land. 
 
HYMN CCLXXVIII. 181 
 
 277.— 7s. Swell the Anthem. [New Ar. 680. 
 
 1 Q WELL the anthem, raise the song, 
 ^ Praises to our God belong ; 
 Saints and angels join to sing 
 Praises to our heavenly King. 
 
 2 Blessings from his lib'ral hand, 
 Flow around this happy land, 
 Guarded by his watchful eye, 
 Peace and freedom we enjoy. 
 
 3 Here beneath a virtuous sway, 
 May we cheerfully obey. 
 Never feel oppression's rod : 
 Ever own and worship God. 
 
 27§. — 6s. 4s. Freemen, wake the song. [N. A. 681. 
 
 1 THREEMEN, awake the song ! 
 -T Gladly the strain prolong, 
 
 Welcome this day ! 
 It tells of glory won, 
 By deeds of valour done ; 
 Shout till the setting sun 
 Sheds its last ray. 
 
 2 Our happy land we sing — 
 Your joyful tribute bring, 
 
 The song to swell ; 
 Sinor of our count rv's worth — 
 The place of freedom's birth — ■ 
 The noblest spot on earth — 
 # Her blessings tell. 
 
 3 Tell how Jehovah's care, 
 Guarded our blessings rare. 
 
 Till this bright hour : 
 
182 HYMN CCLXXIX. 
 
 And still secure from harm, 
 Held by his mighty arm, 
 And free from all alarm, 
 We trust his power. 
 
 4 Science her power exerts, 
 And treasures rich imparts : 
 
 Ennobling truth, 
 Whence holy influence springs, 
 Upon her heaven-plumed wings, 
 Bright burnish'd armour brings, 
 
 To guard our youth. 
 
 • 
 
 5 Our youth — our country's gems^. 
 Their lustre brightly beams 
 
 For coming days : 
 Let virtue's wreath be twined 
 Round each — and every mind 
 The lamp of knowledge find, 
 
 To gild their ways. 
 
 6 May blest religion's light, 
 Unfading, changeless, bright, 
 
 Their guide-star be : 
 And, as to age they move, 
 Our Father's arm of love, 
 Guide them to realms above, 
 
 Where all are free. 
 
 MARRIAGES. 
 
 279.— C. M. A Wedding Hymn. [New Ar. 682. 
 
 1 QINCE Jesus freely did appear 
 IO To grace a marriage -feast ; 
 Dear Lord, we ask thy presence here 
 
 To make a wedding guest. • 
 
 2 Upon the bridal pair look down, 
 
 Who now have plighted hands ; 
 
HYMN CCLXXXI. 183 
 
 Their union with thy favour crown, 
 And bless the nuptial bands. 
 
 3 With gifts of grace their hearts endow — 
 
 Of all rich dowries best ; 
 Their substance bless ; and peace bestow, 
 To sweeten all the rest. 
 
 4 In purest love their souls unite, 
 
 That they, with Christian care, 
 May make domestic burdens light, 
 By taking mutual share. 
 
 5 O may each soul assembled here, 
 
 Be married, Lord, to thee ; 
 Clad in thy robes, made white and fair, 
 • To spend eternity. 
 
 i 280.— L. 11 The same. [New Ar. 683. 
 
 1 TT/TTH cheerful voices rise and sing, 
 
 » ▼ The praises of our God and King ; 
 For he alone can minds unite 
 In mutual love and pure delight. 
 
 2 O may this pair increasing find 
 Substantial pleasures of the mind ; 
 Happy in all things may they be, 
 And both united, Lord, to thee. 
 
 3 So may they live, as truly one, 
 
 And when their work on earth is done ; 
 Rise hand in hand to heaven, and share 
 The joys of love forever there. 
 
 MISCELLANEOUS- 
 SSI. — 7s 6s. Happy Family. [New Ar. 232. 
 
 1 TT^HAT sight on earth more blissful, 
 * * Than that domestic scene, 
 
184 HYMN CCLXXXII. 
 
 Where union, pure and peaceful, 
 
 As sun-lit clouds at e'en. 
 Each kindred heart enlightens, 
 
 With many a heaven-born ray, 
 That ever shines and brightens, 
 
 " Unto the perfect day." 
 
 2 There discord is a stranger, 
 
 There strife can never come ; 
 And many a fear and danger 
 
 Are exiled from that home ; 
 While indolence and folly 
 
 Are banish'd with their train, 
 And converse pure and holy, 
 
 Exerts her gentle reign. 
 
 3 And there how sweet and precious, 
 
 The grateful song to raise, 
 To him so kind and gracious. 
 
 Who claims the highest praise ; 
 While glad harmonious voices, 
 
 Parents and children join ; 
 While even 7 heart rejoices, 
 
 In blessings so divine. 
 
 4 In such a habitation, 
 
 May we be ever found, 
 Where waters of salvation, ■ 
 
 In healing streams abound : 
 Affection's voice to chide us, 
 
 Whene'er we go astray, 
 And mercy's hand to guide us, 
 
 Along the narrow way. 
 
 282.— 7s. At Parting. [New Ar. 684. 
 
 *F 
 
 OR a season call'd to part, 
 Let us now ourselves commend 
 To the gracious eye and heart ■ 
 Of our ever-present Friend. 
 

 HYMX CCLXXXIII. 185 
 
 2 Jesus, hear our humble prayer, 
 Tender Shepherd of thy sheep ; 
 Let thy mercy and thy care 
 All our souls in safety keep. 
 
 3 In thy strength may we be strong, 
 Sweeten every cross and pain : 
 And our wasting lives prolong, 
 
 In thy peace to meet again. 
 
 4 Then if thou thy help afford, 
 Ebenezers shall be reard : 
 
 And our souls shall praise the Lord, 
 Who our poor petitions heard. 
 
 283.— C. M. Parting of Friends. [Xew Ar. 655. 
 
 1 rpHROUGH Christ, when we together came 
 -L In singleness of heart. 
 
 We met, O Jesus, in thy name, 
 And in thy name we part. 
 
 2 We part in body, not in mind, 
 
 Our minds continue one : 
 And each to each, in Jesus join'd, 
 We happily go on. 
 
 3 O, may thy Spirit, gracious Lord, 
 
 In all our travels still 
 Direct and be our constant guard, 
 To Zion's holv hill. 
 
 4 O, what a joyful meeting there, 
 
 Beyond these changing shades ; 
 White are the robes we then shall wear, 
 And crowns upon our heads. 
 
 5 Hasten, O Lord, and brinor the dav, 
 
 When we shall dwell at home ; 
 Come, O Redeemer, come away ; 
 O Jesus, quickly come \, 
 
186 HYMN CCLXXXV. 
 
 2§i. — C. M. Re-union of Friends. [NewAr. 6P6. 
 
 1 /^10ME, let us strike our harps afresh, 
 v^ To great Jehovah's name ; 
 
 Sweet be the accents of our tougues, 
 When we his love proclaim. 
 
 2 'T was by his bidding we were call'd 
 
 In pain awhile to part ; 
 'T is by his care we meet again, 
 And gladness fills our heart. 
 
 3 Blest be the hand that has preserved 
 
 Our feet from every snare ; 
 And blest the goodness of the Lord, 
 Which to this hour we share. 
 
 4 O, may the Spirit's quick'ning power 
 
 Now sanctify our joy, 
 And warm our zeal in works of love, 
 Our talents to employ. 
 
 5 Fast, fast our moments fly away, 
 
 Soon shall our wanderings cease ; 
 And with our Father we shall dwell. 
 A family of peace. 
 
 285.— P. M. Birth-day Dedication. [New Ar. 687. 
 
 1 pODofmy life, to thee, 
 vJT My cheerful soul I raise, 
 Thy goodness bade me be, 
 And still prolongs my days : 
 
 1 see my natal hour return, 
 
 And bless the day that I was born. 
 
 2 A clod of living earth, 
 I glorify thy name ; 
 
 From whom alone my birth 
 
 And all my blessings came ; 
 Creating and preserving grace, 
 Let all that is within me praise. 
 

 HYMN CCLXXXVI. 187 
 
 3 My soul and all its powers, 
 Thine, wholly thine, shall be ; 
 All, all my happy hours 
 
 I consecrate to thee ; 
 Whate'er I have, whate'er I am, 
 Shall magnify my Maker's name. 
 
 4 Long as I live on earth, 
 To thee, O, let me live ; 
 To thee my every breath 
 
 In thanks and blessings give ; 
 Me to thine image now restore, 
 And I shall praise thee evermore. 
 
 286.— C. M. A Birth-day Prayer. [New Ar. 688. 
 
 1 OWIFT as the winged arrow flies, 
 ^J My time is hastening on ; 
 Quick as the lightning from the skies, 
 
 My wasting moments run. 
 
 2 My follies past, O God, forgive, 
 
 Mv everv sin subdue : 
 And teach me, henceforth, how to live, 
 With glory in my view. 
 
 3 'T were better I had not been born, 
 
 Than live without thy fear : 
 For they are wretched and forlorn 
 Who have their portion here. 
 
 4 But thanks to thine unbounded grace, 
 
 That in my early youth 
 I have been taught to seek thy face, 
 And know the way of truth. 
 
 5 O, let thy Spirit lead me still 
 
 Along the happy road ; 
 Conform me to thy holy will, 
 My Father and my God. 
 
138 HYMN CCLXXXVIII. 
 
 6 Another year of life is past ; 
 My heart to thee incline, 
 That if this year should be my last, 
 It may be wholly thine. 
 
 287.— 8s 7s 4s. New Year. [New Ax. 649. 
 
 1 f I THROUGH another year conducted, 
 -L Unto thee our sono - we raise ; 
 
 For thy rich unbounded kindness 
 Thee we humbly join to praise : 
 
 Lord, assist us 
 Still to walk in wisdom's ways. 
 
 2 While again we bow before thee, 
 
 Using here the means of grace ; 
 While in worship we adore thee, 
 In this oft-frequented place, 
 
 O, permit us 
 To behold the Saviour's face. 
 
 3 While the word of life is preached, 
 
 May thy Spirit now descend ; 
 
 Thus enliven'd, thus distinguish'd, 
 
 May this year in mercy end ; 
 
 And Jehovah 
 Be our everlasting Friend. 
 
 2§§.— lis. Rest of the Sabbath. [New Ar. 218. 
 
 1 TTOW sweet is the Sabbath, this day of repose, 
 J-l On which the Redeemer triumphantly rose, 
 Confirming his mission, by leaving the dead, 
 
 To comfort the mourners, who left him and fled. 
 
 2 His work then completed, our Sabbath began, 
 A day of rejoicing to penitent man ; 
 
 For when the Messiah had enter'd his rest, 
 The gospel our freedom and pardon express'd. 
 
HYMN CCLXXXIX. 189 
 
 3 With him may we rest in the favour divine, 
 Until in his kingdom above we shall shine 
 
 More bright than the sun, in the robes of free grace, 
 And never remove from the sight of his face. 
 
 4 O Saviour, assist us — thy Spirit impart, 
 To change and to sanctify every heart ; 
 Divinely instructed from evil to rlee, 
 
 May we never wander from peace and from thee. 
 
 2§9. — C.L. M. Recovery from Sickness. [N. A. 6S9 
 
 1 LOVE the Lord, whose gracious ear 
 L Was open to my cry : 
 
 He bade me in the time of fear, . 
 
 Upon his grace rely. 
 Long as I live I '11 trust his care — 
 To him address my fervent prayer. 
 
 2 Death's sorrows tiad encompass'd me, 
 
 I felt the pains of hell ; 
 On every side was misery. 
 
 My woes no tongue could tell. 
 Then I broke forth without control, 
 u Lord, I beseech thee, save my soul." 
 
 3 Tender and gracious is his name ; 
 
 Our God is ever 'kind ; 
 The meek shall his protection claim, 
 
 The humble, mercv find ; 
 Unto thy rest, my soul, return, 
 The bounties of thv God discern. 
 
 4 The Lord hath kept my soul from death, 
 
 Preserved my eyes from tears : 
 My feet from falling, where beneath 
 
 Were spread the fowler's snares ; 
 Living I ? 11 walk before the Lord ; 
 His name forever be adored. 
 
190 HYMN CCXCJ. 
 
 290.— C. M. Public Profession. [New Ar. 699. 
 
 1 "Y7"E men and angels, witness now, 
 
 X Before the Lord we speak ; 
 
 To him we make our solemn vow, 
 
 A vow we dare not break ; — 
 
 2 That, long as life itself shall last, 
 
 Ourselves to Christ we yield ; 
 Nor, from his cause will we depart, 
 Nor ever quit the field. 
 
 3 We trust not in our native strength, 
 
 But on his grace rely ; 
 May he, with our returning wants, 
 All needful aid supply. 
 
 4 O, guide our doubtful feet aright, 
 
 And keep us in the ways ; 
 And, while we turn our vows to prayers, 
 Turn thou our prayers to praise. 
 
 DEATH. 
 
 DEATH GENERALLY. 
 
 291a — 7s. Preparation for Death. [N A 706. 
 
 1 O INNER, is thy soul prepard 
 
 O For the solemn hour of death? 
 Couldst thou, if no longer spar'd, 
 
 Calmly yield thy fleeting breath ? 
 Couldst thou meet thy God in peace, 
 
 With thy follies unforgiv'n; 
 Or obtain one moment's bliss 
 
 If admitted into heav'n ? 
 
 2 Art thou ready to depart? 
 
 Would the heav'nly prize be sure 
 To an unbelieving heart, 
 To a soul by sin impure ? 
 
 

 HYMN CCXCII. 191 
 
 Can a sinner unrenewed, 
 
 Ever plead atoning blood ? 
 Can a rebel unsubdud, 
 
 Ever reach heaven's blest abode ? 
 
 3 Ready, in thy guilt to die ! 
 
 Ready, evermore to dwell 
 In a world of misery. 
 
 In the burning depths of hell ! — 
 They alone can look with joy, 
 
 For a glorious reward. 
 Who on earth their souls employ 
 
 In the service of the Lord. 
 
 292.— L. M. The Tolling Bell. [N. A. 705. 
 
 1 /^WFT as the bell, with solemn toll, 
 V_/ Speaks the departure of a soul, 
 Let each one ask himself, "Am I 
 Prepared, should I be called to die." 
 
 2 Only this frail and fleeting breath 
 Preserves me from the jaws of death ; 
 Soon as it fails, at once I 'm gone, 
 And plunged into a world unknown. 
 
 3 Then leaving all I loved below, 
 To God's tribunal I must go ; 
 
 Must hear the Judge pronounce my fate, 
 And fix my everlasting state. .^ 
 
 4 Lord Jesus ! help me now to flee, 
 And seek my hope alone in thee ; 
 Apply thy blood, thy Spirit give, 
 Subdue my sin, and let me live. 
 
 5 Then, when the solemn bell I hear, 
 If saved from guilt, I need not fear ; 
 Nor would the thought distressing be— 
 " Perhaps it next may toll for me." 
 
192 HYMN CCXCIV. 
 
 6 Rather my spirit would rejoice, 
 
 And long, and wish to hear thy voice ; 
 Glad when it bids me earth resign, 
 Secure of heaven, if thou art mine. 
 
 293.— S. M. Our days, a hand-breadth [N.A. 704 
 
 1 "DEFORE us to the grave 
 
 J-J How many hence have gone ; 
 Nor could a friend, a brother, save, 
 Or ransom, even one. 
 
 2 We foJlow'd their remains, 
 As some will follow ours, 
 
 Where mortals rest from all their pains, 
 Nor count the tedious hours. 
 
 3 Since in their house below 
 Our bodies soon must lie, 
 
 Our latter end, Lord, make us know, 
 And teach us how to die. 
 
 4 By faith may we receive 
 
 Our pardon through thy blood — 
 A righteousness, which thou canst give, 
 A hope, divinely good. 
 
 5 Our triumph in thy name, 
 Shall thus be render'd sure ; 
 
 And we shall celebrate thy fame, 
 While endless years endure. 
 
 294. — 7s 6s. Time is winging, fyc. [New Ar. 701. 
 
 1 T I TIME is winging us away, 
 „L To our eternal home ; 
 Life is but a winter's day, 
 A journey to the tomb ; 
 Youth and vigour soon will flee, 
 Blooming beauty lose its charms ; 
 All that 's mortal soon will be 
 Enclosed in death's cold arms. 
 
HYMN CCXCVI. 193 
 
 2 Time is iTHiging us away 
 
 To our eternal home ; 
 Life is but a winter's day, 
 
 A journey to the tomb : 
 But the Christian shall enjoy 
 Health and beautv soon above : 
 Far beyond the world's alloy — 
 
 Secure in Jesus' love. 
 
 295.— L. M. To-day. [New Ar. 702. 
 
 1 nPIIAT awful hour will soon apppear ; 
 JL Swift od the wings of time it flies ; 
 
 When all that paius or pleases here 
 Will vanish from mv closing eves. 
 
 2 Death calls my friends, my neighbours hence, 
 Xone can resist the fatal dart : 
 
 Continual warning^ strike mv sense. 
 And shall they fail to reach my heart. 
 
 3 Think, O my soul, how much depends 
 On the short period of to-day ; 
 
 Shall time, which heaven in mercy lends, 
 Be negligently thrown away ! 
 
 4 Lord of my life, inspire my heart, 
 With heavenly ardour, grace divine ; 
 Xor let thy presence e'er depart ; 
 
 For strength, and life, and death, are thine. 
 
 296. — C. M. Man's days are as grass. [S. Ar. 703. 
 
 1 ~\EATH ! what a solemn word to all, 
 -L/ What mortal things are men. 
 
 We just arise, and soon we fall, 
 To mix with earth asrain. 
 
 2 ? T was sin that brought in all our wo, 
 
 And cra^e to death his power: 
 9 
 
194 HYMN CCXCVII. 
 
 Hence all our painful sorrows flow, 
 Till life's departing hour. 
 
 3 'T is God that fixes each event 
 
 Of varying life or death ; 
 By him revolving years are lent, 
 Or he arrests our breath. 
 
 4 Thankful we own thy goodness past, 
 
 Thou sovereign Lord of all, 
 Watching may each be found at last, 
 To hear the bridegroom's call. 
 
 5 O, fit us for thy righteous will, 
 
 Thy mercy, Lord, impart ; 
 Help us thy pleasure to fulfil, 
 And yield thee all our heart 
 
 297. — 8s. Death desirable. [New Ar. 715. 
 
 1 TT7"HILE on the verge of life I stand, 
 
 ▼ ▼ And view the scene on either hand, 
 My spirit struggles with my clay, 
 And longs to wing its flight away ; 
 Where Jesus dwells my soul would be, 
 And faints my much-loved Lord to see ; 
 Earth, twine no more about my heart, 
 For 't is far better to depart. 
 
 2 Come, ye angelic envoys, come, 
 And lead the willing pilgrim home ; 
 Ye know the way to Jesus' throne, 
 Source of my joys, and of your own ; 
 
 'That blissful interview, how sweet ! 
 To fall transported at his feet, 
 Raised in his arms to view his face 
 Through the full beamings of his grace. 
 
 3 As with a seraph voice to sing ; 
 To fly as on a cherub's wing ; 
 
 
HYMN CCXCIX. 195 
 
 Performing with unwearied hands, 
 The present Saviour's high commands ; 
 Yet with these prospects full in sight, 
 We '11 wait thy signal for the flight ; 
 For while thy service we pursue, 
 We find a heaven in all we do. 
 
 DEATH OF A PASTOR. 
 298.— C. M. Death of a Minister. [S. A. 718. 
 
 1 npo thee, O God, when creatures fail, 
 J- Thy flock deserted flies ; 
 
 And on th' eternal Snepherd's care, 
 Our steadfast hope relies. 
 
 2 When o'er thy faithful servant's dust, 
 
 Thy saints assembled mourn, 
 In speedy tokens of thy grace, 
 O Zion's God. return. 
 
 3 The powers of nature all are thine, 
 
 And thine the aids of grace ; 
 Thine arm has borne thy churches up, 
 Through each succeeding race. 
 
 4 Display thy sacred influence here, 
 
 And here thy suppliants bless ; 
 And change to strains of thankful praise, 
 Our accents of distress. 
 
 5 With faithful heart, with skilful hand, 
 
 May this thy flock be fed ; 
 And persevering in thy ways, 
 To Zion's mount be led. 
 
 299.— C. M. Death of a Pastor. [New Ar 719 
 
 x w 
 
 HY should our tears in sorrow flow, 
 When God recalls his owfl ; 
 
196 HYMN CCC. 
 
 And bids them leave a world of wo, 
 For an immortal crown ? 
 
 ■ 
 
 2 Is not e'en death a gain to those 
 
 Whose life to God was given ? 
 Gladly to earth their eyes they close, 
 To open them in heaven. 
 
 3 Their toils are past, their work is done ; 
 
 And they are fully blest ; 
 They fought the fight, the vict'ry won, 
 And enterd into rest. 
 
 4 The flock must feel the shepherd's loss, 
 
 And miss his tender care ; 
 But they who bear with joy the cross, 
 The crown shall brightest wear. 
 
 5 And is not he who call'd them home, 
 
 Still to his church most nigh, 
 To bid successive labourers come, 
 And all her need supply ? 
 
 6 Then let our sorrows cease to flow ; 
 
 God has recall'd his own ; 
 But let our hearts in ev'ry wo, 
 Still say, " Thy will be done." 
 
 DEATH OF A CHILD. 
 
 300.— C. M. Death of a Child. [New Ar. 723. 
 
 1 T IFE is a span, a fleeting hour, 
 JLi How soon the vapour flies ; 
 Man is a tender transient flower, 
 
 That e'en in blooming dies. 
 
 2 Death spreads his with'ring, wintry arms, 
 
 And beautv smiles no more : 
 Ah, where are now those rising charms, 
 Which pleased our eyes before ?' 
 
 
HYMN CCCII. 197 
 
 3 That once -loved form, now cold and dead, 
 
 Each mournful thought employs ; 
 We weep, our earthly comforts fled, 
 And wither'd all our joys. 
 
 4 Hope looks beyond the bounds of time, 
 
 When what we now deplore 
 
 Shall rise hi full immortal prime, 
 
 And bloom to fade no more. 
 
 5 Cease then, fond nature, cease thy tears ; 
 
 The Saviour dwells on high : 
 There everlasting spring appears, 
 There joys shall never die. 
 
 301.— C. M. Death of a Child. [New Ar. 724. 
 
 1 ? f V\ IS Jesus speaks, I fold, says he, 
 
 JL These lamb3 within my breast : 
 Protection they shall find in me, 
 In me be ever bless'd. 
 
 2 Death may the bands of life unloose, 
 
 But can't dissolve my love ; 
 Millions of infant souls compose 
 The family above. 
 
 3 Their feeble frames my power shall raise, 
 
 And mould with heavenly skill : 
 I '11 give them tongues to sing my praise, 
 And hands to do my will. 
 
 4 His words the happy parents hear, 
 
 And shout with joy divine, 
 " O Saviour, all we have and are 
 Shall be for ever thine." 
 
 302.— 7s. Death of a Child. [New Ar. 725. 
 
 1 IVTOURN not ye, whose child hath found 
 -L"X Purer skies and holier ground ; 
 Flowers of bright and pleasant hue, 
 Free from thorns, and fresh with dew 
 
198 HYMN CCCIV. 
 
 2 Mourn not ye, whose child hath fled 
 From this region of the dead, 
 
 To yon winged angel-band, 
 To a better, fairer land. 
 
 3 Knowledge in that clime doth grow 
 Free from weeds of toil and wo, 
 Joys which mortals may not share ; 
 Mourn ye not, your child is there. 
 
 303.— S. M. Death of a pious Child. [N. Ar. 726. 
 
 1 \T7HEN sickness, pain, and death 
 
 » ▼ Come o'er a godly child, 
 How sweetly then departs the breath ; 
 The dying pang, how mild. 
 
 2 It gently sinks to rest, 
 As once it used to do 
 
 Upon its tender mother's breast, 
 And as securely too. 
 
 3 The spirit is not dead, 
 Though low the body lies ; 
 
 But, freed from sin and sorrow, fled 
 To dwell beyond the skies. 
 
 4 That death is but a sleep 
 Beneath a Saviour's care ; 
 
 And he will surely safely keep 
 The body resting there. 
 
 DEATH OF A CHRISTIAN. 
 
 304.-C.M. Present with the Lord. [New Ar. 736. 
 
 l I 
 
 N vain our fancy strives to paint 
 The moment after death, 
 The glories that surround the saint 
 When he resigns his breath. 
 
HYMN CCCV. 199 
 
 2 One gentle sigh his fetters breaks ; 
 
 We scarce can say, M He ? s gone," 
 Before the willing spirit takes 
 Its mansion near the throne. 
 
 3 Faith strives, but all its efforts fail, 
 
 To trace her heavenward flight ; 
 No eye can pierce within the veil 
 Which hides that world of light. 
 
 4 Thus much (and this is all) we know, 
 
 They are supremely blest — 
 Have done with sin, and care, and wo, 
 And with the Saviour rest. 
 
 5 On harps of gold his name they praise, 
 
 His presence always view ; 
 And, if we here their footsteps trace, 
 There we shall praise him too. 
 
 305* — 5s 7s. Consolation. [New Ar. 737. 
 
 1 /~\ YE mourners, cease to languish 
 V_/} O'er the grave of those ye love ; 
 Pain and death, and night and anguish, 
 
 Enter not the world above : 
 While in darkness ve are stravincr, 
 
 Lonely in the deep'ning shade, 
 Glory's brightest beams are playing 
 
 Round th' immortal spirit's head. 
 
 2 O, ye mourners, cease to languish 
 
 O'er the grave of those ye love ; 
 Far removed from pain and anguish, 
 
 They are chanting hymns above : 
 Light and peace at once deriving 
 
 From the hand of God most high ; 
 In his glorious presence living, 
 
 They shall never, never die. 
 
200 HYMM CCCVII. 
 
 306.— 7s. Angelic Welcome. [N. A. 738. 
 
 1 « OPIRIT, leave thy house of clay ; 
 
 ^J Lingering dust, resign thy breath ; 
 Spirit, cast thy chains away, 
 Dust, be thou dissolved in death ; " 
 Thus th' Almighty Saviour speaks, 
 While the faithful Christian dies ; 
 Thus the bonds of life he breaks, 
 And the ransom'd captive flies. 
 
 2 " Prisoner, long detain'd below, 
 Prisoner, now with freedom blest, 
 Welcome from a world of wo, 
 Welcome to a land of rest ! " 
 Thus the choir of angels sing, 
 As they bear the soul on high ; 
 While with hallelujahs ring, 
 
 All the regions of the sky. 
 
 3 Grave — the guardian of our dust ; 
 Grave — the treas'ry of the skies ; 
 Every atom of thy trust 
 
 Rests in hope again to rise. 
 Hark ! the judgment trumpet calls, 
 " Soul, rebuild thy house of clay ; 
 Immortality thy walls, 
 And eternity thy day ! " 
 
 307* — 8s. Longing to be with Christ. [N. Ar. 73S 
 
 1 f I ^O Jesus, the crown of my hope, 
 J- My soul is in haste to be gone ; 
 
 Oh bear me, ye cherubims, up, 
 And waft me away to his throne. 
 
 2 My Saviour, whom absent I lov8, 
 Whom not having seen, I adore ; 
 Whose name is exalted above 
 
 All glory, dominion, and power ; 
 
HYMN CCCIX. 20) 
 
 3 Dissolve thou these bonds that detain 
 My soul from her portion in thee ; 
 O, strike oil* this adamant chain, 
 And make me eternally free. 
 
 4 When that happy era begins. 
 When array'd in thy glories I shine, 
 Nor grieve any more by my sins 
 The bosom on which I recline ; 
 
 5 Oh then shall the veil be removed, 
 
 And round me thy brightness be pour'd ; 
 
 I shall see him whom absent I loved, 
 Whom not having seen, I adored. 
 
 308.— C. M. Thanks to God for Victory. [N. A. 740. 
 
 1 (~\ FOR an overcoming faith, 
 V_/} To cheer mv dying hours ! 
 To triumph o'er the monster death, 
 
 And all his frightful powers. 
 
 2 Joyful with all the strength I have, 
 
 My quivering lips shall sing, 
 
 II Where is thv boasted victory, Grave ? 
 
 And where, O Death, thvstmor?" 
 
 3 If sin be pardon'd I "m secure, 
 
 Death has no sting beside :* 
 The law is sin's condemning power, 
 But Christ — mv ransoms-died. 
 
 4 Now to the God of victory. 
 
 Immortal thanks be paid, 
 Who makes us conq'rors while we die, 
 Through Christ, our living Head. 
 
 309. — is 4s 6s.* Consolation. [New Ar. 741. 
 
 1 TFTHILE here I sit 
 
 ™ " At Jesus' feet, 
 Amid the vale of tears ; 
 
202 HYMN CCCX. 
 
 I '11 trust his grace, 
 And sing his praise, 
 Nor yield to doubts and fears. 
 
 2 And can it be 
 That I shall see 
 
 My Saviour face to face ? 
 
 Forever prove 
 
 His boundless love, 
 And endless anthems raise. 
 
 3 The thought shall still 
 My musings fill, 
 
 By cares and sorrows press'd ; 
 
 The blessed hope 
 
 Shall lift me up — 
 The hope of endless rest. 
 
 4 When God appears 
 To wipe the tears 
 
 From every pilgrim eye, 
 
 What tongue can tell 
 
 The joys they '11 feel, 
 Throughout eternity. 
 
 310.— C. M. Future Glory. [New Ar. 742. 
 
 ♦ 
 
 1 ?r |^ IS sweet to rest in lively hope, 
 
 J- That when my change shall come, 
 Angels will hover round my bed, 
 And waft my spirit home. 
 
 2 There shall my disimprison'd soul 
 
 Behold him and adore ; 
 Be with his likeness satisfied, 
 And grieve and sin no more. 
 
 3 Shall see him wear that very- flesh 
 
 On which my guilt was lain ; 
 
 
HYMN CCCXI. 203 
 
 His love intense, his merit fresh, 
 As though but newly slain. 
 
 4 Soon, too, my slumbering dust shall hear 
 
 The trumpet's quickening sound ; 
 And by my Saviours power rebuilt, 
 At his right hand be found. 
 
 5 O, may the unction of these truths 
 
 Forever with me stay, 
 Till from her sinful cage dismiss'd, 
 My spirit flies away. 
 
 311.— S. M. Hope in Death. [New Ar. 743. 
 
 1 FT1HIS world of sin and death 
 JL Is not to be our home : 
 
 No ; by the light of precious faith, 
 We seek a world to come. 
 
 2 Jesus is gone before, 
 
 And shows our feet the way ; 
 His death has made an open door 
 To everlasting day. 
 
 3 Our load of earthly care, 
 Temptation, grief, and pain, 
 
 Will never find admittance there, 
 Or break our peace again. 
 
 4 We mav behold the tomb, 
 And songs of vict'ry sing ; 
 
 For death itself has lost its gloom, 
 Since Christ destroy'd its sting. 
 
 5 O, may we walk by faith, 
 Till hence our souls remove : 
 
 Then, by its light, rejoice in death, 
 And find our home above. 
 
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204 HYMN CCCXIII. 
 
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 312.— S. M. It is not Death to die. [New Ar. 744. 
 
 T is not death to die — 
 To leave this weary road, 
 And, 'midst the brotherhood on high, 
 To be at home with God. 
 
 2 It is not death to close 
 
 The eye long dimm'd by tears, 
 And wake in glorious repose, 
 To spend eternal years. 
 
 3 It is not death to bear 
 
 The wrench that sets us free 
 From dungeon chain, to breathe the air 
 Of boundless liberty. 
 
 4 It is not death to fling 
 Aside this sinful dust, 
 
 And rise, on strong, exulting wing, 
 To live among the just. 
 
 5 Jesus, thou Prince of Life ! 
 Thy chosen cannot die ; 
 
 Like thee, they conquer in the strife, 
 To reign with thee on high. 
 
 313* — 8s 7s. Hope and Comfort. [New Ar. 745. 
 
 1 TTAPPY soul, thy days are ended, 
 -d All thy mourniug days below ; 
 Go, by angel guards attended, 
 
 To the sight of Jesus go : 
 Waiting to receive thy spirit, 
 
 Lo ! the Saviour stands above, 
 Shows the purchase of his merit, 
 
 Reaches out the crown of love. 
 
 2 Struggle through thy latest passion, 
 
 To thy dear Redeemer's breast, 
 To his uttermost salvation, 
 To his everlasting rest. 
 
HYMN CCCXV 205 
 
 For the joy he sets before thee, 
 
 Bear a momentary pain ; 
 Die to live the life of glory, 
 
 Suffer, with thy Lord to reign. 
 
 314.— CM. The Rest of the Grave. [New Ar. 746. 
 
 1 TTOW still and peaceful is the grave ! 
 J-JL Where, life's vain tumults past. 
 
 Th 5 appointed house, by Heaven's decree, 
 Receives us all at last. 
 
 2 The wicked there from troubling cease 
 
 Their passions rage no more ; 
 And there the weary pilgrim rests 
 From all the toils he bore. 
 
 3 There rest the prisoners, now released 
 
 From slavery's sad abode ; 
 No more they hear th' oppressor's voice, 
 Or dread the tyrant's rod. 
 
 4 There servants, masters, small and great, 
 
 Partake the same repose : 
 And there, in peace, the ashes mix. 
 Of those who once were foes. 
 
 5 All, levell'd by the hand of death, 
 
 Lie sleeping in the tomb ; 
 Till God in judgment calls them forth, 
 To meet their final doom. 
 
 315. Burial Anthem. [New Ar. 747. 
 
 1 T3R0THER. thou art gone before us, 
 -D And thv saintlv soul is rlown, 
 Where tears are wiped from every eye, 
 
 And sorrow is unknown. 
 From the burthen of the flesh, 
 
 And from care and fear released, 
 Where the wicked cease from troubling, 
 And the wearv are at rest. 
 
206 HYMN CCCXVI. 
 
 2 The toilsome way thou 'st travell'd o'er, 
 
 And borne the heavy load ; 
 But Christ hath taught thy languid feet 
 
 To reach his blest abode. 
 Thou 'rt sleeping now, like Lazarus 
 
 Upon his Fathers breast, 
 Where the wicked cease from troubling, 
 
 And the weary are at rest. 
 
 3 Shi can never taint thee now, 
 
 Nor doubt thy faith assail, 
 Nor thy meek trust in Jesus Christ, 
 
 And the Holy Spirit fail ; 
 And there thou 'rt sure to meet the good, 
 
 Whom on earth thou lovedst best, 
 Where the wicked cease from troubling, 
 
 And the weary are at rest. 
 
 316.— 12s lis. Funeral Hymn. [New Ar. 748. 
 
 1 r I ^HOU art gone to the grave ! but we will not 
 J- deplore thee, 
 
 Though sorrows and darkness encompass the 
 tomb; 
 Thy Saviour has pass'd through its portals before 
 thee, 
 And the lamp of his love is thy guide through 
 the gloom. 
 
 2 Thou art gone to the grave ! we no longer behold 
 
 thee, 
 Nor tread the rough paths of the world by thy 
 side ; 
 But the wide arms of mercy are spread to enfold 
 thee, 
 And sinners may die — for the sinless has died. 
 
 3 Thou art gone to the grave ! and its mansion for- 
 
 saking, 
 Perchance thy weak spirit in fear linger'd long ; 
 
 
HYMN CCCXVIII. 207 
 
 But the mild rays of paradise beam'd on thy 
 waking, 
 And the sound which thou heard'st was tho 
 seraphim's song. 
 
 4 Thou art gone to the grave ! but we will not 
 deplore thee, 
 Whose God was thy Ransom, thy Guardian, and 
 Guide ; 
 He gave thee, he took thee, and he will restore 
 thee, 
 And death has no sting, for the Saviour has died. 
 
 317. — 8s 7s. Death of a Sister. [Xew Ar. 749. 
 
 1 OISTER, thou wast mild and lovely, 
 k3 Gentle as the summer-breeze, 
 Pleasant as the air of evening, 
 
 When it floats among the trees. 
 
 2 Peaceful be thy silent slumber — 
 
 Peaceful in the grave so low : 
 Thou no more wilt join our number, 
 Thou no more our songs shalt know. 
 
 3 Dearest sister, thou hast left us ; 
 
 Here thy loss we deeply feel : 
 But *t is God that hath bereft us, 
 He can all our sorrows heal. 
 
 4 Yet again we hope to meet thee, 
 
 When the day of life is fled ; 
 Then in heaven with joy to 2jeet thee, 
 Where no farewell tear is shed. 
 
 31§. — L. M. Sleeping in Jesus. [Xew Ar. 750. 
 
 1 \ SLEEP in Jesus ! blessed sleep, 
 
 -£^- From which none ever wakes to weep ; 
 A calm and undisturb'd repose, 
 Unbroken bv the last of foes. 
 
208 . HYMN CCCXIX. 
 
 2 Asleep in Jesus ! O, how sweet, 
 To be for such a slumber meet ; 
 With holy confidence to sing, 
 That death has lost his cruel stinsr. 
 
 3 Asleep in Jesus ! peaceful rest, 
 Whose waking is supremely blest ; 
 No fear, no wo shall dim that hour 
 That manifests the Saviour's power. 
 
 4 Asleep in Jesus ! O, for me 
 May such a blissful refuge be ; 
 Securely shall my ashes lie, 
 Waiting the summons from on high. 
 
 5 Asleep in Jesus ! far from thee 
 
 Thy kindred and their graves may be ; 
 
 But there is stiil a blessed sleep 
 
 From which none ever wakes to weep. 
 
 
 JUDGMENT. 
 
 319.— C. M. The Final Day. [New Ar. 757. 
 
 1 npHE day approaches, O my soul, 
 J- The great decisive day, 
 
 Which from the verge of mortal life, 
 Shall bear thee far away. 
 
 2 Another day more awful dawns ; « 
 
 And, lo ! the Judge appears ; 
 Ye heavens, retire before his face, 
 And sink ye darken'd stars. 
 
 3 Yet does one short preparing hour, 
 
 One precious hour remain ; 
 Awake, my soul, with all thy power, 
 Nor let it pass in vain. 
 
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 4 We one and all must shortly die, 
 
 And at the bar appear ; 
 
 
HYMN CCCXXI. 209 
 
 Now be our intercourse improved 
 To mutual profit here. 
 
 5 For this, thy temple, Lord, we throng 
 For this thy board surround ; 
 Here may our service be approved, 
 And in thy presence crown'd. 
 
 320.— L. M. The Day of Judgment. [New Ar. 758. 
 
 1 rpHAT day of wrath, that dreadful day, 
 
 J- When heaven and earth shall pass away, 
 What power shall be the sinners stay ? 
 How shall he meet that dreadful day ? 
 
 2 When shrivelling like a parched scroll, 
 The flaming heavens together roll ; 
 When louder yet, and yet more dread, 
 Swells the high trump that wakes the dead. 
 
 3 O, on that day, that wrathful day, 
 When man to judgment wakes from clay, 
 Be thou the trembling sinners stay, 
 Though heaven and earth shall pass away. 
 
 321.— C. M. Judgment. [New Ar. 759. 
 
 ! B 
 
 EHOLD the dav is come, 
 The righteous Judge is near, 
 And sinners, trembling at their doom, 
 Shall soon their sentence hear. 
 
 2 Angels in bright attire, 
 
 Conduct him through the skies, 
 Darkness and tempests, smoke and fire, 
 Attend him as he flies. 
 
 3 How awful is the sio-ht, 
 
 How loud the thunders roar ; 
 The sun forbears to give his light, 
 And stars are seen no more. 
 
210 HYMN CCCXXIII. 
 
 
 4 The whole creation groans, 
 But saints arise and sing, 
 They are the ransom'd of the Lord, 
 And he their God and King. 
 
 322.— CM. Anticipated Judgment. [N.Ar.760. 
 
 1 npHAT awful day will surely come, 
 J- Th' appointed hour makes haste — 
 
 When I must stand before my Judge, 
 And pass the solemn test. 
 
 2 Thou lovely chief of all my joys, 
 
 Thou Sovereign of my heart, 
 How could I bear to hear thy voice 
 Pronounce the word — Depart ! 
 
 3 O, wretched state of deep despair — 
 
 To see my God remove, 
 And fix my doleful station, where 
 I must not taste his love. 
 
 4 Jesus, I throw my arms around, 
 
 I hang upon thy breast ; 
 Without a gracious smile from thee, 
 My spirit cannot rest. 
 
 5 O, teU me that my worthless name, 
 
 Is graven on thy hands ; 
 Show me some promise in thy word, 
 Where my salvation stands. 
 
 3££3. — S. M. Judgment in Prospect. [New Ar. 761. 
 
 1 AND will the Judge descend ? 
 J-JL And must the dead arise ? 
 
 And not a single soul escape 
 His all-discerning eyes ? 
 
 2 How will my heart endure 
 The terrors of that day. 
 
HYMN CCCXXIV. 211 
 
 When earth and heaven before his face, 
 Astonish'd, shrink away ? 
 
 3 But ere that trumpet shakes 
 The mansions of the dead, 
 
 Hark ! from the gospel's cheering sound 
 What joyful tidings spread. 
 
 4 Ye sinners, seek his grace — 
 His wrath ye cannot bear; 
 
 Fly to the shelter of his cross, 
 And find salvation there. 
 
 5 So shall that curse remove, 
 By which the Saviour bled ; 
 
 And the last awful day shall pour 
 His blessings on your head. 
 
 324. — 8s 7s 6s. A Vision of Judgment. [N. Ar. 762. 
 
 1 p\ARK brood the heavens o'er thee, 
 JLJ Black clouds are gath'ring fast ; 
 
 In awful power thy God has come, 
 Thy days of mirth are past. 
 
 2 Dark brood the heavens o'er thee, 
 
 Red flames are bursting round ; 
 Bright ligrht'iiinors fl asn i 0U( j thunders roar 
 
 How shakes the trembling grouud. 
 
 3 Dark brood the heavens o'er thee, 
 
 Behold, the Judge appears ; 
 Unnumber'd millions throng around, 
 Raised from the dust of years. 
 
 4 Dark brood the heavens o'er thee, 
 
 Soon thou wilt hear thy doom ; 
 Destruction opens wide for thee, 
 Thy chosen, final home. 
 
 5 Yet stay — the vision lingers ; 
 
 Why, sinner, wilt thou die ? 
 
212 HYMN CCCXXVI. 
 
 Dark brood the heavens, hut mercy waits — 
 This hour to Jesus fly ! 
 
 325- — 7s. Christ's second Advent. [New Ar. 763. 
 
 1 TTARK ! that shout of rapt'rous joy, 
 J- J- Bursting forth from yonder cloud ; 
 Jesus comes, and through the sky 
 Angels tell their joy aloud. 
 
 2 Hark ! the trumpet's awful voice 
 Sounds abroad through sea and land : 
 Let his people now rejoice, 
 
 Their redemption is at hand. 
 
 3 See, the Lord appears in view, 
 Heaven and earth before him fly ; 
 Rise, ye saints, he comes for you, 
 Rise to meet him in the sky. 
 
 4 Go, and dwell with him above, 
 Where no foe can e'er molest ; 
 Happy in a Saviour's love, 
 Ever blessing, ever blest. 
 
 326. — 10s. Day of Judgment. [New Ar. 764. 
 
 1 TTARK ! from the deep of heaven a trumpet 
 XI sound 
 
 Thunders the dizzy universe around ; 
 
 From north to south, from east to west it rolls, 
 
 A blast that summons all created souls. 
 
 2 And swift as ripples rise upon the deep, 
 The dead awaken from their dismal sleep ; 
 The sea has heard it ; coiling up with dread, 
 Myriads of mortals rush from out her bed. 
 
 m 
 
 3 The graves fly open, and with awful strife 
 The dust of ages startles into life ; 
 
 All who have breathed, or moved, or seen or felt, 
 All they around whose cradles kingdoms knelt — « 
 
HYMN CCCXXVIII. 213 
 
 4 Tyrants and warriors, who were throned in blood, 
 The great and mean, the glorious and the good, 
 Are raised, from every isle, and land, and tomb, 
 To hear the changeless and eternal doom. 
 
 327.— L. M. End of the World. [New Ar. 765. 
 
 X H 
 
 OVV great, how terrible that God, 
 Who shakes creation with his nod ; 
 Ho frowns and earth's foundations quake. 
 And all the wheels of nature break. 
 
 2 Crush'd under guilt's oppressive weight, 
 This globe now totters to its fate : 
 Trembles beneath her guilty sons, 
 And for deliv'rance heaves and groans. 
 
 3 And see, the glorious, dreadful day 
 That takes th' enormous load away ; 
 See skies, and stars, and earth, and seas 
 Sink in one universal blaze. 
 
 4 Where now — ah, where shall sinners seek 
 For shelter in the general wreck ? 
 
 Can falling rocks conceal them now, 
 When rocks dissolve like melting snow ? 
 
 5 In vain for pity now they cry, 
 In lakes of Kquid fire they lie ; 
 There on the burning billows toss'd, 
 For ever, ever, ever lost. 
 
 6 But saints, undaunted and serene, 
 Your eyes shall view the dreadful scene ; 
 Your Saviour lives, though worlds expire, 
 And earth and skies dissolve in fire. 
 
 328.— P. M. Judgment [New Ar. 766. 
 
 REAT God, what do I see and hear ! 
 
 The end of things created ; 
 
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214 HYMN CCCXX1X. 
 
 The Judge of man I see appear, 
 
 On clouds of glory seated ; 
 The trumpet sounds — the graves restore 
 The dead which they contain'd before ; 
 
 Prepare, my soul, to meet him. 
 
 2 The dead in Christ shall first arise, 
 
 At the last trumpet's sounding ; 
 Caught up to meet him in the skies, 
 
 With joy their Lord surrounding : 
 No gloomy fears their souls dismay, 
 His presence sheds eternal day 
 
 On those prepared to meet him. 
 
 3 But sinners, filled with guilty fears, 
 
 Behold his wrath prevailing ; 
 For they shall rise, and find their tears 
 
 And sighs are unavailing. 
 The day of grace is past and gone ; 
 Trembling they stand before the throne, 
 
 All unprepared to meet him. 
 
 4 Great God, what do I see and hear ! 
 
 The end of things created ; 
 The Judge of man I see appear, 
 
 On clouds of glory seated ; 
 Beneath his cross I view the day, 
 When heaven and earth shall pass away, 
 
 And thus prepare to meet him. 
 
 HEAVEN. 
 
 329.— C. M. Heaven. [New Ar. 769. 
 
 1 T INHERE is a world of perfect bliss, 
 JL Above the starry skies ; 
 Fatigued with sorrows and with sins, 
 I thither lift mine jyes. 
 

 
 HYMN CCCXXX. 215 
 
 2 'T is there the weary are at rest, 
 
 And all is peace within ; 
 The mind with guilt no more oppress'd, 
 The conscience cafm and clean. 
 
 3 Farewell to earth an# earthly things, 
 
 In vain they tempt my stay ; 
 Come, angels, spread your downy wings, 
 And bear me swift away. 
 
 4 I long to see my Father's face, 
 
 And love, and sing like you ; 
 Adieu, adieu, my dearest friends ; 
 
 Vain world, once more adieu ! , 
 
 330.— C. M. Heaven. [New Ar. 767. 
 
 1 TT^AR from these gloomy scenes of night, 
 -T Unbounded glories rise ; 
 
 And realms of infinite delight, 
 Unknown to mortal eyes. 
 
 2 Fair, distant land ! could mortal eyes 
 
 But half its charms explore, 
 How would our spirits long to rise, 
 And dwell on earth no more. 
 
 3 There, pain and sickness never come, 
 
 And grief no more complains ; 
 Health triumphs in immortal bloom, 
 And endless pleasure reigns. 
 
 4 No clouds these blissful regions know- 
 
 Realms ever bright and fair, 
 For sin, the source of mortal \vo, t 
 Can never enter there. 
 
 5 There, all the millions of his saints 
 
 Shall in one song unite ; 
 And each the bliss of all shall view 
 With infinite delight 
 
 ! 
 
216 HYMN CCCXXXH. 
 
 6 Prepare us, Lord, by grace divine, 
 For thy bright courts on high ; 
 Then bid our spirits rise and join 
 The chorus of the' sky. 
 
 331.— C. M. Heavenly Rest. [New Ar. 774. 
 
 1 npHERE is an hour of hallow'd peace, 
 J- For those with cares oppress'd, 
 
 When sighs and sorr'wing tears shall cease, 
 And all be hush'd to rest. 
 
 2 'T is then the soul is freed from fears 
 
 And doubts which here annoy ; 
 Then they, who oft have sown in tears, 
 Shall reap again in joy. 
 
 3 There is a home of sweet repose, 
 
 Where storms assail no more ; 
 The stream of endless pleasure flows, 
 On that celestial shore. 
 
 4 There, purity with love appears, 
 
 And bliss without alloy ; 
 There, they, who oft had sown in tears, 
 Shall reap again in joy. 
 
 332.— 8s 7s. Life and Glory. [New Ar. 780. 
 
 1 "TTTTH AT is life 1 't is all a vapour ; 
 
 » » Soon it vanishes away ; 
 Life is but a dying taper ; 
 
 O, my* soul, why wish to stay? 
 Why not spread thy wings and fly 
 Straight to yonder world of joy ? 
 
 2 See that glory, how resplendent, 
 
 Brighter far than fancy paints, 
 
HYMN CCCXXXUI. 217 
 
 There, in majesty transcendent, 
 
 Jesus reigns, the King of saints. 
 Spread thy wings, my soul, and fly 
 Straight to yonder world of joy. 
 
 3 Joyful crowds his throne surrounding, 
 
 Sing with rapture of his love, 
 Through the heavens his praises sounding, 
 
 Filling all the courts above. 
 Spread thy wings, my soul, and fly 
 Straight to yonder world of joy. 
 
 4 Go, and share his people's glory ; 
 
 'Mid the ransom'd crowd appear ; 
 Thine, a joyful, wondrous story, 
 
 One that angels love to hear. 
 Spread thy wings, my soul, and fly 
 Straight to yonder world of joy. 
 
 533.— L. M. Heaven. [Sew Ar. 781. 
 
 *I 
 
 N heaven the heart o'ernows with love, 
 And every eye beholds its God ; 
 The passions now no longer rove, 
 The soul is wash'd in Jesus' blood. 
 
 2 Sin is for ever banish'd thence, 
 Ecstatic raptures nil the mind ; 
 The low delights of flesh and sense, 
 Are changed for pleasures all refined. 
 
 3 Oceans of bliss incessant roll, 
 
 Nor Satan tempts, nor tyrants frown ; 
 No transient clouds o'erspread the soul, 
 And guilt and grief are never known. 
 
 4 O, could we drop this cumbrous clay, 
 Soon would we climb the upper road ; 
 On wings of love fly swift away, 
 Till we shall reach the throne of God. 
 
 10 
 
218 HYMN CCCXXXV. 
 
 334.— C. M. * Saints above. [New Ar. 782 
 
 1 "Y7~IEW the bright ranks in order stand, 
 
 r And round the throne appear ; 
 Now free from each polluting sin, 
 And each distracting care. 
 
 2 They know no grief, nor suffer pain, 
 
 Their sighs are turn'd to songs ; 
 Celestial love inflames their souls, 
 And praise employs their tongues. 
 
 3 In Jesus' righteousness array'd, 
 
 How beautiful and fair ! 
 Rich the enjoyments they partake, 
 And bright the crowns they wear. 
 
 4 Could I but hope at length to join 
 
 The spirits of the just, 
 I 'd trample on this empty world, 
 Nor cleave to earth and dust. 
 
 335.— C. M. Heaven. [New Ar. 783. 
 
 1 "^TOR eye has seen, nor ear has heard, 
 -JL l Nor sense, nOr reason known, 
 What joys the Father has prepared *> 
 
 For those that love his Son. 
 
 2 But the good Spirit of the Lord 
 
 Reveals a heaven to come ; 
 
 The beams of glory in his word 
 
 Allure and guide us home. 
 
 3 Pure are the joys above the sky, 
 
 And all the region peace ; 
 
 No lying lips, nor envious eye, 
 
 Can taste or see the bliss. 
 
 4 Those holy gates forever bar 
 
 Pollution, sin, and shame ; 
 
HYMN CCCXXXVII. 219 
 
 None shall obtain admittance there 
 But followers of the Lamb. 
 
 5 He keeps the Father's book of life. 
 Where all their names are found ; 
 The hvpocrite in vain shall strive 
 To tread the heav'nly ground. 
 
 336. — C. P. M. Enjoyment of Heaven. [X. A. 771. 
 
 2 np HERE is an hour of peaceful rest, 
 _L To mourning wand'rers given ; 
 There is a joy for souls distress'd. 
 A balm for every wounded breast, 
 'T is found above in heaven. 
 
 2 There is a home for weary souls 
 
 Bv sin and sorrow driven : 
 When toss'd on life's temuestuous shoals, 
 Where storms arise and ocean rolls, 
 
 And all is drear but heaven. 
 
 3 There faith lifts up her tearful eye 
 
 To brighter prospects given : 
 And views the tempest passing by, 
 The evening shadows quickly fly, 
 
 And all serene in heaven. 
 
 4 There fragrant Rowers immortal bloom, 
 
 And joys supreme are given: 
 There rays divine disperse the gloom ; 
 Bevond the confines of the tomb 
 
 Appears the dawn of heaven. 
 
 337.— 7s. The Redeemed. [New Ar. 785. 
 
 1 TT7"HO are these in bright array 1 
 ™ " This innumerable throng, 
 Round the altar night and day. 
 Tuning their triumphant song: 
 
220 HYMN COCXXXVJII. 
 
 " Worthy is the Lamh once slain, 
 Blessing, honour, glory, power, 
 Wisdom, riches, to obtain 
 New dominion every hour." 
 
 2 These through fiery trials trod, 
 These from great affliction came, 
 Now, before the throne of God, 
 SeaPd with his eternal name ; 
 Clad in raiment pure and white* 
 Victor palms in every hand, 
 Through their great Redeemer's might, 
 More than conquerors they stand. 
 
 3 Hunger, thirst, disease, unknown, 
 On immortal fruits thev feed : 
 Them the Lamb amidst the throne 
 Shall to living fountains lead. 
 
 Joy and gladness banish sighs ; 
 Perfect love dispels their fears ; 
 And forever from their eyes 
 God shall wipe away their tears. 
 
 338.— 7s. Rising Saints. [New Ar. 786. 
 
 1 "IT^ROM the roaring surge they come, 
 -T From the darksome depths of wo, 
 Peril, weariness, and shame, 
 Mark'd their chosen lot below. 
 
 2 Sinking in the ocean brine, 
 Jesus caught them from the flood ; 
 Lo ! how bright their garments shine, 
 Blanched in their Redeemer's blood. 
 
 3 Where is now the streaming tear ? 
 Where the pang — the secret groan ? 
 Sin nor sorrow mingle here, 
 Shadeless splendour gilds the throne. 
 
 4 Like the rush of ocean storm, 
 High the thundering chorus blends; 
 
HYMN CCCXL. 221 
 
 Rich with life, with rapture warm, 
 Low tlr adoring circle bends. 
 
 5 One their Lord, and one their song, 
 Saint and seraph there combine ; 
 Christian, be thy faith as strong. 
 Rest as glorious shall be thine. 
 
 339.— Ss 7s. Christ Enthroned. [Xew Ar. 787. 
 
 1 TTARK. ten thousand harps and voices 
 J-J- Sound the note of praise above ; 
 Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices, 
 
 Jesus reigms, the God of love : 
 See, he sits on yonder throne, 
 Jesus rules the world alone. 
 
 2 Jesus, hail ! whose glory brightens 
 
 All above, and gives it worth ; 
 Lord of life, thv smile enlightens, 
 
 Cheers, and charms thy saints on earth. 
 When we think of love like thine, 
 Lord, we own it love divine. 
 
 3 Kino; of Glory, reign forever, 
 
 Thine an everlasting crown ; 
 Nothing from thy love shall sever 
 
 Those whom thou hast made thine own. 
 Happy objects of thy grace, 
 Destined to behold thy face. 
 
 4 Saviour, hasten thine appearing: i 
 
 Bring, O, bring the glorious day, 
 When the awful summons hearing. 
 
 Heaven and earth shall pass away ; 
 Then with golden harps we '11 sing, 
 " Glory, glory to our King.' 
 
 
 340.— L. M. Final Triumph. [Xew Ar. 341. 
 
 1 /^lOME, saints, and shout the Saviour's praise, 
 Vy To him your grateful tribute bring ; 
 
222 HYMN CCCXLI. 
 
 Let angels hear the notes you raise, 
 And strike their golden harps and sing. 
 
 2 Sing, how he left the heavenly throne, 
 And laid his splendid robes aside, 
 
 Put all our mortal weakness on, 
 
 And groan'd, and labour'd, wept and died. 
 
 3 Now lift your songs to nobler strains, 
 High let your ardent passions soar ; 
 See, where the great Redeemer reigns, 
 And all the hosts of heaven ado~e. 
 
 4 Again he comes — a mighty cloud 
 Bears him in sacred triumph down ; 
 The trumpet sounds, it summons loud, 
 And angels shout his high renown. 
 
 5 From realms of death, beneath the ground, 
 The saints, in countless millions, rise ; 
 While seraphs stand admiring round, 
 
 And view the change with vast surprise. 
 
 6 Hail, mighty Prince ; thy kingdom now, 
 Thy bliss and triumph are complete ; 
 
 To thee the ransom'd myriads bow, 
 And lay their glories at thy feet. 
 
 341* — 6s 5s. Glory to the Lamb. [New Ar. 788. 
 
 1 "VTE servants of God, 
 X Your Master proclaim, 
 And publish abroad 
 
 His wonderful name ; 
 The name all-victorious 
 
 Of Jesus extol ; 
 His kingdom is glorious, 
 And rules over all. 
 
 
DOXOLOGIES. 223 
 
 God ruleth on high, 
 
 Almighty to save ; 
 Yet still he is nigh. 
 
 His presence we have : 
 The great conorenration 
 
 His triumph shall sing, 
 Ascribing salvation * 
 
 To Jesus, our 
 
 Salvation to God, 
 
 Who sits on his throne ; 
 Let all cry aloud, 
 
 And honour the Son ; 
 Emanuel's praises 
 
 The angels proclaim, 
 Fall down on their faces, 
 
 And worship the Lamb. 
 
 Then let us adore 
 
 And give him his right ; 
 All glory and power, 
 
 And wisdom and might ; 
 All honour and blessing 
 
 With angels above. 
 And thanks never ceasing, 
 
 And infinite love. 
 
 
 DOXOLOGIES. 
 l. L. M. 
 
 TO God the Father, God the Son, 
 And God the Spirit— three in one, 
 Be honour, praise, and glory given, 
 By all on earth and all in heaven. 
 
p 
 
 224 D0X0L0GIE3, 
 
 2. L. M. 
 
 (RAISE God from whom all blessings flow, 
 Praise him all creatures here below, 
 Praise him above, ye heavenly host, 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
 3. C. M. 
 
 TO Fathej^on, and Holy Ghost, 
 The God whom we adore ; 
 Be glory as it was, is now, 
 And shall be evermore. 
 
 4. C. M. 
 
 TO praise the Father and the Son, 
 And Spirit all divine, 
 The One in Three, and Three in One, 
 Let saints and angels join. 
 
 5. S. M. 
 
 TO the eternal Three, 
 In will and essence one ; 
 To Father, Son, and Spirit be 
 Co-equal honours done. 
 
 G. H. M. 
 
 TO God the Father's throne, 
 Perpetual honours raise, 
 Glory to God the Son, 
 And to the Spirit praise : 
 With all our powers, Eternal King, 
 Thy name we sing, while faith adores. 
 
 7. L. P. M. 
 
 "XTOW to the great, and sacred Three, 
 
 -1 1 The Father, Son, and Spirit, be 
 
 Eternal power and glory given, 
 
 Through all the worlds, where God is known, 
 
 By all the angels near the throne, 
 
 And all the saints in earth and heaven. 
 
DOXOLOGIES. »5 
 
 8. C. P. M. 
 
 TO Father. Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 The God, whom heaven's triumphant host 
 And saints on earth adore ; 
 Be glory as in ages past, 
 And now it is, and so shall last, 
 When time shall be no more. 
 
 9. 7s. 
 
 OIXG we to our God above, 
 ^ Praise eternal as his love, 
 Praise him, all ye heavenly host, , 
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 10. 7s. 
 
 PRAISE the name of God most high, 
 Praise him, all below the sky, 
 Praise him, all ye heavenly host, 
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost: 
 As through countless ages past, 
 Evermore his praise shall last. 
 
 11. 8s 7s. 
 
 PRAISE the Father, earth and heaven, 
 Praise the Son, the Spirit praise, 
 As it was, and is, be given, 
 Glory through eternal days. 
 
 12. 8s 7s 4s. 
 
 FATHER, Son, and Holy Spirit, 
 Thou, the God whom we adore, 
 May we all thy love inherit, 
 To thine image us restore, 
 
 Vast eternal, 
 Praises to thee evermore 
 10* 
 
826 DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 13. 7s 6s. 
 
 TO the Father, to the Son, 
 And Spirit, ever bless'd, 
 Everlasting Three in One, 
 All worship be address'd. 
 Praise from all above, below, 
 
 As throughout th' ages past, 
 Now is given, and shall be so 
 While endless agres last. 
 
 14. lis 8s. 
 
 ALL praise to the Father, all praise to the Son, 
 All praise to the Spirit, thrice bless'd, 
 The holy, eternal, supreme Three in One, 
 Was, is, and shall still be address'd. 
 
 ! 15. lis. 
 
 O FATHER Almighty, to thee be address'd, 
 5 With Christ and the Spirit, one God, ever 
 bless'd, 
 All glory and worship from earth, and from heaven, 
 As was, and is now, and shall ever be given. 
 
 16. 8s 7s. 
 Apostolic Benediction. 
 
 1 ~]\/TAY the grace of Christ the Saviour, 
 -L'J- And the Father's boundless love, 
 With the Holy Spirit's favour, 
 
 Rest upon us from above. 
 
 2 Thus may we abide in union, 
 
 With each other, and the Lord, 
 And possess, in sweet communion, 
 Joys which earth cannot afford. 
 
DOXOLOGIES. 237 
 
 17. L. M. 
 'The Peace of God, $c.—Phil iv. 7. 
 
 1 rilHE peace, which God alone reveals, 
 
 J- And by his word of grace imparts, 
 Which only the believer feels, 
 Direct, and keep, and cheer our hearts. 
 
 2 And may the holy Three in One, 
 The Father, Word, and Comforter, 
 Pour an abundant blessing down, 
 On every soul assembled here. 
 
 B 
 
 18. P. M. 
 
 [Y all holy spirits 
 That fill the wide heaven, 
 And saints upon earth, 
 Let praises be given 
 To God, in three persons, the God we adore, 
 As it has been, now is, and shall be e'ermore. 
 
 . 19. 7s 6s. 
 
 TQ Father. Son, and Spirit, 
 The God whom we adore, 
 Be loftiest praises given, 
 Now and forevermore. 
 Earth join with heaven in singing 
 
 The praise of pard'ning love, 
 Till the loud anthem swelling 
 Shall reach the courts above. 
 
 20. 7s 6s. 
 
 FROM all in earth and heaven 
 To God, the Three in One, 
 Be boundless glory given, 
 And ceaseless service done ; 
 
228 DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 Co-equal praise to Father, 
 To Son and Spirit be ; 
 
 One God, they reign together, 
 In holy Trinity. 
 
 21. 6s 4s. 
 
 TO the great One in Three, 
 The highest praises be, 
 Hence, evermore ; 
 His sovereign majesty 
 May we in glory see, 
 And to eternity 
 
 Love and adore. 
 
 
GENERAL INDEX 
 
 OF THE 
 
 ADDITIONAL HYMNS. 
 
 Introductory 
 
 To public and social worship, 
 
 HYMNS. 
 
 The Scriptures, 
 
 The Divine Perfections, 
 
 The Trinity, .... 
 
 The Son and his Mediatorial Work, 
 
 His excellence in general, . 
 
 His offices and titles, . 
 
 His work, 
 
 His resurrection and exaltation, . 
 The Holy Spirit, 
 Warnings, .... 
 Invitations, .... 
 Conviction and Penitence, . 
 Conversion and Consecration, 
 The Christian, . 
 
 His security and privileges, 
 
 Called to prayer, 
 
 Love to Christ, 
 
 Conformity to Christ, 
 
 Watchfulness, . 
 
 Trust in God, . 
 
 Heavenly-mindedness, 
 
 Integrity, . 
 
 Charity, 
 
 Faith, 
 
 Self-examination, 
 
 1—15 
 
 16—21 
 
 22—29 
 
 30—32 
 
 33—65 
 
 33—41 
 
 42—55 
 
 54— 5'J 
 
 60—65 
 
 66—76 
 
 77—82 
 
 83—92 
 
 93—106 
 
 107—117 
 
 118—178 
 
 113, 119 
 
 120, 156 
 
 121 126 
 
 137, 142, 148, 151 
 
 . 138—140 
 
 143, 146, 156, 157—163 
 
 144, 148, 149, 160 
 
 145 
 
 147 
 
 . 131, 150, 151 
 
 152 
 
 129- 
 
230 
 
 INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 
 
 Love of the brethren, 
 
 Submission, ..... 
 
 Struggling under trial and humbled, . 
 
 Backsliding — mourned over — recovered 
 from, . . . .170- 
 
 AfHiction, . 
 The Church, 
 Missionary Concert, . 
 
 Consecration and departure of mission 
 aries, 
 Jewish Concert, 
 Revivals, 
 Times and Occasions, . 
 
 Laying corner-stone — dedications, 
 
 Ordinations, 
 
 Morning and evening, 
 
 Seasons of the year, . 
 
 Parental, 259 — 
 
 Youth, 
 
 Old age, . 
 
 Mariners, . 
 
 Thanksgiving occasions, 
 
 Marriages, 
 
 Parting and reunion of friends, 
 
 Birth-day consecration, 
 
 The new year, . 
 
 The Sabbath, . 
 
 Recovery from sickness, 
 
 Profession of religion, 
 Death, 
 
 Death generally, 
 
 Death of a pastor, 
 
 Death of a child, 
 
 Death of a Christian, 
 Judgment, 
 Heaven, 
 doxologies. 
 
 HYMNi. 
 
 153, 154 
 157—166 
 167—170 
 
 -175, 178 
 
 176, 177 
 
 179—185 
 
 186—222 
 
 216—222 
 223—231 
 232—243 
 244—290 
 244—249 
 
 250, 251 
 252—254 
 255—258 
 
 266, 281 
 267—270 
 271 
 272—275 
 276—278 
 279—280 
 282—284 
 
 285. 286 
 287 
 288 
 289 
 290 
 291—318 
 291—297 
 
 298, 299 
 300—303 
 304—318 
 319—328 
 329—341 
 

 • 
 
 THE FIRST LINE OF EACH HYMN, 
 
 WITH THE PAGE OX WHICH IT IS FOUND. 
 
 Pa^e 
 
 Affliction is a stormy Cotton 117 
 
 Again our earthly cares Cennick 10 
 
 Ah. what can I Hyde 65 
 
 Ah. whither should I C. Wesley 68 
 
 Ah, wretched, vile Steele 113 
 
 Aid us, God Miss'y Psalmist. 1*27 
 
 Alas, alas, how blind Strong 68 
 
 Alas, and did Watts 66 
 
 Alas, what hourly Steele 92 
 
 Almighty Father of 176 
 
 Amidst these various Cotton 117 
 
 And must I part Rippon 74 
 
 And will the Judge Doddridge 210 
 
 Another day has pass'd Edmcston 166 
 
 Approach, my soul JS'ewton 104 
 
 Arise, great God. Merrick 148 
 
 Ashamed of Christ A'eedham 75 
 
 Asleep in Jesus JMackay 207 
 
 Awake, our souls Watts 00 
 
 Before us to the grave Bulwer 192 
 
 Begin, my soul Ogilvie 4 
 
 Behold th' amazing Campbell's Col.. 41 
 
 Behold, the day is come, Beddome 209 
 
 Behold, th' expected time Voke 141 
 
 Behold, the heathen waits Coke 138 
 
 Be merciful to us, O God Lyle 12 7 
 
 Bleeding hearts, defiled Hastings 59 
 
 Blest be the Sav iour's M. Wilkes 31 
 
 Blest Jesus, when my soaring Hicra-inbotham .. 24 
 
 Brethren, let us walk Swain 102 
 
 Brother, thou ait gone .Milman 205 
 
23 ; 2 INDEX OF FIRST LINES, 
 
 Pa«e 
 
 Chief Shepherd 164 
 
 Child of sorrow, child of care Hastings 112 
 
 Christian, up 129 
 
 Christian, wouldst thou Hastings 99 
 
 Christ, whose giory Toplady 24 
 
 Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ..... C. Wesley 174 
 
 Come, Holy Ghost, all quick'niug C. Wesley 49 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, calm Burder 50 
 
 Come, let our hearts Swaiii 34 
 
 Come, let us join our C. Wesley 102 
 
 Come, let us join in Campbell's Col... 30 
 
 Come, let us search Watts. 101 
 
 Come, let us strike Reed 186 
 
 Come, my Redeemer Reed 77 
 
 Come, O my soul Blacklock 5 
 
 Come, O thou all victorious Nicholson 11 
 
 Come, saints, and shout Higginbotham. .. 221 
 
 Come to Cal v 'ry's holy Montgomery .... 62 
 
 Compared wi h Christ Toplady 26 
 
 Contemplate, saints Wardlaw's Col... 33 
 
 Dark brood the heavens 211 
 
 Dark was the night Pratt's Col 40 
 
 Daughter of Zion Fitzgerald's Col.. 150 
 
 Death— what a solemn word Bulicer's Col. .. . 193 
 
 Delay not Hastings 59 
 
 Do not I love thee Doddridge 82 
 
 Doth God invite me. Beddomc 63 
 
 Eternal Spirit, God of truth Pratt's Col 51 
 
 Far from these gloomy Steele 215 
 
 Father of mereies, bow Beddome 163 
 
 Father of spirits, grant Beddome 95 
 
 For a season called to part Newton 184 
 
 Forever shall mv fainting 152 
 
 Fountain of blessings Beddome 97 
 
 Frail vouth are in Beddome 175 
 
 Freeman, awake, the song Miss Strong 181 
 
 From earliest dawn 174 
 
 From the cross Hatccs 57 
 
 From the roaring surge 220 
 
 Gentle Jesus, how 1 lov e Campbell's Col.. 37 
 
 Give us room Pratt's Col 151 
 
 Glorious thinss Xewton 119 
 
 Go. and preach Allen's Col 142 
 
 Go, and the Saviour's grace Morrell 143 
 
 Go, for the Mastot call* Hastings 14*1 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 233 
 
 Page 
 
 God is with us V. Wilkes 162 
 
 God of my life C Wesley 186 
 
 God of the nations Hastings 131 
 
 God's own promise Haiccs .... 80 
 
 Go to Golgotha Hastings 62 
 
 . tune thy voice Hastings 4 
 
 I io. watch and pray 55 
 
 Gracious spirit, love divine Stocker 50 
 
 Great Father oT each Doddridge 52 
 
 Great God, as seasons 167 
 
 Great God, to what a glorious Pratt's Col 46 
 
 Great God. what do 1 see Luther 213 
 
 Great heir of David's throne Pratt's Col 138 
 
 Great Lord of all Kingsbury 155 
 
 Great Kins: of Zion 124 
 
 Great Saviour, let 140 
 
 Great Saviour, who 173 
 
 G reat Spirit, through Ha ires 47 
 
 Hail, thou once despised Montgomery .... 37 
 
 Hail, to the brightness Hastings 133 
 
 Happy soul, thy days are ended C. Wesley 204 
 
 Hark, a cry Campbell's Col . . 130 
 
 Hark, hark the notes 137 
 
 Hark, from the deep R. .Montgomery • 212 
 
 Hark, my soul Coicper 85 
 
 Hark, ten thousand harps 221 
 
 Hark, that shout -21-2 
 
 Hearts of stone, relent TiebouTs Col. ... 58 
 
 Heirs of an immortal Hastings 91 
 
 He lives, the great Redeemer Steele 43 
 
 Here in thy name .Montgomery . . . 160 
 
 He that soeth forth Hastings 158 
 
 Holy Ghost, with. light Reed 51 
 
 How calm and beautiful Hastings 42 
 
 How gentle God's commands Doddridge 105 
 
 How great, how terrible Davies ~. 213 
 
 How heavy is the night Watts 69 
 
 How oft. alas Steele 113 
 
 How pleased was I to hear Beddome 131 
 
 How precious is the book Faiccett 13 
 
 How sweet is the Sabbath Bulicer 183 
 
 How sweet to leave Kelly 12 
 
 How still and peaceful IsOgan 205 
 
 How tedious and tasteless Vewton 84 
 
 How tender is thy hand Hastings 106 
 
 I am weary of straying Mrs. York 107 
 
 I and my house C. JVcsley 172 
 
234 
 
 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 If Christ is mine Beddome 103 
 
 I look to thee Hastings 70 
 
 T love the Lord Hastings 189 
 
 T mourn the hidings Hastings 116 
 
 In ull my tfast concerns Watts ]6 
 
 In evil long I took Newton 76 
 
 In heaven, the heart Beddome 217 
 
 In the cross of Christ Bowring 45 
 
 In thee, O Lord Campbell's Col. . 108 
 
 In thy great name Hoskins 9 
 
 In thy name, O Lord Kelly 6 
 
 In vain our fancy Newton 198 
 
 I quit the world's P. Minstrel...^ 75 
 
 I send the joys Watts 73 
 
 Is it a thing of good Watts 96 
 
 Israel, thy mournful t Pratt's Col 149 
 
 I sing th' almighty Watts 20 
 
 It is not death to die Bethune 204 
 
 Jesus, at thy command Dc Courcey 179 
 
 Jesus Christ, methinks.... M. Wilkes 29 
 
 Jesus, I love thy charming Doddridge 25 
 
 Jesus, save my dying Hastings 72 
 
 Jesus, the King Campbell's Col" 125 
 
 Jesus, thou art ... ^ Parkinson 74 
 
 Jesus, thy houndless love C. Wesley 85 
 
 Jesus, while our hearts Mat. H. B. •••"• . 110 
 
 Kindred in Christ Newton 120 
 
 King of Zion, give Kelly 129 
 
 Let earthly minds Newton 7<& 
 
 Let gratitude waken Hastings 180 
 
 Let songs of praises... Coterell 46 
 
 Let worldly men, from shore Stennett ........ 14 
 
 Life is a span Steele 196 
 
 Lift up your joyful eves Beddome 168 
 
 Light of those whose Toplady 157 
 
 Long as he lives Mat. H. B J72 
 
 Look up to yonder Campbell's Col. . 98 
 
 Lord, assist us Mat. H. B 171 
 
 Lord, behold thy people Kelly 
 
 Lord, can a soul Newton 70 
 
 Lord of hosts, to thee Montgomery.... 160 
 
 Lord of the harvest Hastings 136 
 
 Lord, we bow Mat. H. B 153 
 
 Lord, we come Hart 
 
 Lord, when our offerings Bathurst 97 
 
 Lord, when we bend Pratt's Col 9 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 235 
 
 Page 
 Love is the fountain Beddomc 82 
 
 Majestic sweetness Stennett 28 
 
 Men of God, <jo Kelly 144 
 
 Met, O God, to ask Scott 153 
 
 More joy than earth Beddome 13 
 
 Mourn not ye 197 
 
 My dear Redeemer TVatts 86 
 
 My drowsy powers Watts 89 
 
 My God, thy boundless love H. More 19 
 
 My son, know thou 176 
 
 Nor eve has seen Watts 218 
 
 Not all the blood Watts 32 
 
 Now be the gospel banner Hastings 133 
 
 Now from labour Hastings 165 
 
 Now I resolve Steele 78 
 
 Now let ray soul, eternal 15 
 
 O'er the realms Coterell 128 
 
 Oftasllook M. Wilkes 105 
 
 Oft as the bell Neicton 191 
 
 O, could I speak Medly 25 
 
 O, for an overcoming .* Watts 201 
 
 O, for the happy hour Bethune 157 
 
 O, for a thousand tongues C. Wesley 29 
 
 O God of Abraham Hastings 170 
 
 OGod of Bethel Logan 169 
 
 O God of Zion Campbell's Col.. 151 
 
 O, if my soul was formed Watts 66 
 
 O, let mv trembling Gems Ill 
 
 O Lord,'hehold us JMrs. F 170 
 
 O Lord, my best desires Coicper 107 
 
 O Lord, thy work revive Hastings 156 
 
 O Lord, our God, arise Wardlaic's Coll. 132 
 
 O Shepherd of thy people Xeicton 163 
 
 O Shepherd of Israel Hastings 114 
 
 O, speak that gracious Jfewtm 78 
 
 O, that I could repent C. Wesley 67 
 
 O, that mv grovelling M. Wilkes 96 
 
 O, that the Lord's Lyle 146 
 
 O, what treasure... Beddome 26 
 
 O, why should Israel's sons JUiss'y Pst 149 
 
 O, ye mourners, cease Collins 199 
 
 O, Zion, tune thy voice Doddridge 3 
 
 One there is above A'ewtvn°. 36 
 
 On the mountain-top Kelly 147 
 
 O, turn, great Ruler Merrick 115 
 
 Our Father who dost lead 22 
 
236 
 
 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 Raise your triumphant Watts 39 
 
 Rise, gracious PraWs Coll 123 
 
 Rise from the dust .Beddome 88 
 
 Roll on, thou mighty Gems 143 
 
 See a poor sinner C&mpbell's Coll.. 112 
 
 See from Zion's Kelly 131 
 
 -See the leaves Bp. Home 168 
 
 Send, send the Gospel X.L.M. 134 
 
 Serene I laid me down Dicicrht 165 
 
 Since Jesus freely did Berrid&e 182 
 
 Sister, thou wast mild Brown 207 
 
 Softly blow, ye favouring Miss. Pst 145 
 
 Soon may the last glud song Pratt's Coll 139 
 
 Source of light and power Taplady 11 
 
 Spirit Divine, nttend our prayer Reed 161 
 
 Spirit, leave thy house ". Montgomery 200 
 
 Spirit of faith, come down C. Wesley 48 
 
 Spirit of Holiness Bathurst 155 
 
 Stand fast in the faith Brown 87 
 
 Stand up, my soul Watts 91 
 
 Star of peace 177 
 
 Strait is the wav Watts 90 
 
 Stretch, O. my soul 124 
 
 Swell the anthem 181 
 
 Swift a3 the winged arrow JSIat. U. B 187 
 
 That awful dav Watts 210 
 
 That awful hour 193 
 
 That day of wrath W. Scott 209 
 
 That warning voice Hastings 60 
 
 The blessed Spirit Beddome 47 
 
 The day approaches Doddridge 208 
 
 The God of grace Campbell's Coll.. 49 
 
 The head that once Crvirk's Coll. ... 44 
 
 The heathen perish Montgomery. . . . 126 
 
 The Lord is my Shepherd Hastings 35 
 
 The Lord is my Strength Hastings 109 
 
 The Lord Jehovah lives Hastings 18 
 
 The Lord, our God, is full Kirke W 17 
 
 The promise we for C. Wesley 149 
 
 There is an hour of hallow'd Tappan 216 
 
 There is an hour of peaceful Tappan - 219 
 
 There '» a refuge Edmeston 121 
 
 There is a world Beddome 214 
 
 There seems a voice Opie 21 
 
 The Saviour bid3 us Mat. H. B 93 
 
 The song of Israel 147 
 
 This house, Lord, for thee 162 
 
INDKX OF ilRST LINES. 2'*7 
 
 Pag" 
 
 This is the fi^'d 1 - 
 
 This world of sin and death Wr shbourne 203 
 
 Thou art °:one to the grave Hcber 206 
 
 Thou art the Way Kpis. CM 32 
 
 Thrice happy souis Doddridge 1(H) 
 
 Through another year Bulwer *-» 188 
 
 Through Christ when we 185 
 
 Thy greatness. Lord Beddome 16 
 
 Ti :. L-i:,1 14 
 
 in^in? us Burton 192 
 
 'T is a solemn thing to die M. Wilkes 
 
 *T is by the faith C. Wesley 
 
 'T is fi-mh'd. s > rhe Saviour cried Stennett 43 
 
 Tin Jei - J97 
 
 'T is sweet to rest Topladtj 202 
 
 To-day the Saviour Sp. Songs 57 
 
 To Jesus, the crown • •• • Cowper 300 
 
 To-morrow. Lord, 13 thine Doddridge 54 
 
 To thee. O God. when creatures D jilridge 195 
 
 To whom, my Saviour di 
 
 Up, for thy lift 53 
 
 "View the bright ranks Beddome 218 
 
 Wait, my soul Mat. H. B. ... 10-' 
 
 Watchman, tell us Bowing 135 
 
 We are a . Watts V21 
 
 Weary of wandering C. Wesley 115 
 
 We co Tie. O L»rd, before 178 
 
 We give immortal praise 03 
 
 Welcome, ve hopeful Village H 120 
 
 We now, O Lord, approach Ca mpbeWs Col . . 154 
 
 What a changing CimpbeTs Col. . 29 
 
 What is life Montgomery ■ •• . 21o 
 
 What eight on earth Hastings 1-3 
 
 What wisdom, majesty Stennett 38 
 
 When beauty clothes \f\p, 
 
 When first my dangerous |f. Wilkes 72 
 
 When I survey Witts 45 
 
 en morning is rising gj 
 
 When shall the voice Pratt's Col ] 38 
 
 When sieki -in. and death 19a 
 
 When we cannot see Kdhj % . . . 95 
 
 When will the happy trump Rippon 14.1 
 
 When shall a wret .-bed Beddome 64 
 
 Where two or three Kent 8 
 
 While here I sit 8. Songs 201 
 
 le or. the verge 29 j 
 
238 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
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 Who are these that come C. Wesley 159 
 
 Who ure these in bright 219 
 
 Who but thou, almighty V. Hymns 139 
 
 Who can have greater 110 
 
 Who can tell what notes Hastings 141 
 
 Why is mj heart Watts 118 
 
 Why should gloomy ♦. .Hastings 61 
 
 Why should our tears Hastings 195 
 
 Why should'st thou linger M. Wilkes 122 
 
 Why should we boast M. Wilkes 52 
 
 Why sinks my soul Hastings 64 
 
 Why, thoughtless sinner 54 
 
 Why will ye waste PratVs Coll 55 
 
 With cheerful voices rise 183 
 
 With deepest reverence Rev. Ed. Butcher 18 
 
 With eyes of faith Hastings 100 
 
 Within this house PratVs Col 162 
 
 With joy we meditate Watts 31 
 
 Without blood is Kelly 40 
 
 Would you behold Waits 178 
 
 Wretched, helpless 71 
 
 Ye angels, who stand De Courcey 79 
 
 Ye hearts, with youthful Doddridge 175 
 
 Ye men and angels Pratt's Coll . f. . 190 
 
 Ye messengers of Christ Coke 145 
 
 Ye servants of the Lord Doddridge 93 
 
 Ye servants of God PratVs Col 222 
 
 Yes, I adore thee Hastings 21 
 
 Yes,. I will bless thee Higginbotham . . 6 
 
 Yes, I would love D. Turner 83 
 
 Ye trembling captives Boyce 56 
 
 Zeal is that pure Newton 94 
 
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