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"~J1E 
 
 POCKET 
 
 HYMN-BOOK; — 
 
 - 
 REVISED AND IMPROVED: 
 
 DESIGNED AS 
 
 A CONSTANT COMPANION 
 
 FOR THE 
 
 P I o u s, 
 
 OF ALL "DENOMINATIONS. 
 
 COLLECTED FROM VARIOUS AUTHORS. 
 
 I will sing unto the Lord as long as I live ; I 
 ivill sing praises unto my God while I have 
 my being. Psalm civ. 33. 
 
 THE THIRTIETH EDITION. 
 
 PHILADELPHIA : 
 
 *PRlNl%kp BY SOLOMON W. CONRAD, 
 
 \rcURTH-STREKT, NEAK THE 
 JkJ •*. JIETHGDIST CHURCil. 
 
District of Pennsylvania to wit: 
 
 BE IT REMEMBERED, That on the- 
 twenty. second day of March, in the twen- 
 ty-sixth year of the Independence of the United 
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 of a Book, the K'.ght whereof he claims as Pro- 
 prietor in the Words following, to wit : 
 
 " The Methodist Pocket Hymn-Book, revised 
 " and improved: designed as a constant 
 " companion for the pious, of all denominati- 
 " ens, Collected from various Authors, 
 tk I will si tig unto the Lord as long as I 
 " live : I will sing praises unto mj> God 
 44 while I have my being. Psalm civ. 33." 
 
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TO THB 
 
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 .DEAR BRETHREN, 
 
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 East to West, from North to South ; and we 
 shall be happily instrumental in leading the 
 devotion of thousands, and shall rejoice to 
 join you in time and eternity. 
 
 We are, 
 
 Dear Brethren, 
 
 Tour faithful Pastors in Christ, 
 
 THOMAS COKE, 
 FRANCIS ASBURT, 
 RICHARD WHATCOAT. 
 
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 has been revised, and the copy-right secu- 
 red. Nearly all the Hymns, which were 
 in the former Book, are retained in this ; 
 but in consequence of the revision, they are 
 differently arranged, in order to put them 
 under their proper heads, and, of course, 
 the pages do not correspond with the old 
 book — But, when a Hymn is read, by a re- 
 ference to the first line in the Index, the 
 page in general may be readily found. A 
 few additional Hymns are introduced ; and 
 the poetical numbers and measurements of 
 some of the old Hvmns improved ; that, 
 according to the rules of music, they may 
 agree better with the tunes to which they 
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 words and sentiments, others are introdu- 
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THE 
 
 METHODIST 
 
 POCKET 
 
 HYMN-BOOK 
 
 AWAKENING AND INVITING. 
 
 HYMN I. C. M. 
 
 i f\ FOR a thoufand tongues to fing 
 V^/ My dear Redeemer's praife 1 
 Th? glories of my God and King, 
 The triumphs of his grace ! 
 
 2 My gracious Mader and my God, 
 
 AflTiH: me to proclaim, 
 To fpread through all the earth abroad, 
 The honours of thy name. 
 
 3 Jefits', the name that charms our fears, 
 
 That bids our forrows ceafe ; 
 'Tis mufic in the finneis ears ; 
 'Tis life and health and peace. 
 
 4 He breaks the power of cancell'd fin, 
 
 He lets the pris'ner free ; 
 His hlood ean make the fouleil clean ; 
 His blood avail'd for me. 
 
 5 Look unto him, ye nations, own 
 
 Your God, ye fallen race ; 
 Look, and be fav'd through faith alone, 
 Be juftify'd by grace ! 
 
t AWAKENING 
 
 6 See all your fins on Jefus laid * 
 
 The Lamb of God was flain ; 
 His foul was once an ofF'ring made, 
 For ev'ry foul of man. 
 
 7 With me — your Lord ye then (hall know j* 
 
 Shall feel your fi»s forgiv'n ; 
 Anticipate your heav'n below, 
 And own that love is heav'n. 
 
 HYMN II. 
 
 1 /^OME, ye finners, poor and needy, 
 V_>i Weak and wounded, fjck and fore, 
 Jefus ready Oands to fave you, 
 
 Full of pity, love, and pow'r ; 
 
 He is able, 
 He is willing, doubt no more. 
 
 2 Now, ye needy, come and welcome, 
 
 God's free bounty glorify ; 
 True belief, and true repentance, 
 Ev'ry grace that brings you nigh;' 
 
 Without money 
 Come to Jefus Chrift and buy. 
 
 3 Let not ccnicience make you linger ; 
 
 Nor of fitnefs fondly dream : 
 All the fitnefs he requireth, 
 Is, to feel your need of him ; 
 
 This he givesyou, 
 'Tis the Spirit's glimm'ring beam. 
 
 4 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden'd, 
 
 Bruis'd and mangled by the fall, 
 If you tarry till you're better, 
 You will never come at all ; 
 
 Not the righteous ; 
 Sinners, Jefus came t& call. 
 
AND INVITING. 
 
 5 Agonizing in the garden, 
 
 Lo S your Saviour proftrate lies I 
 On the bloody tree behold him ! 
 Hear him crv, before he dies, 
 
 « It is Gnifli'd !" 
 Sinners will not this fuirlce ? 
 
 6 Lo ! th' incarnate God afcending, 
 
 Pleads the merit of his blood ; 
 Venture on him, venture freely, 
 Let no other trufl: intrude; 
 
 None but Jefus 
 Can do helplefs finners good, 
 
 7 Saints and angels, join'd in concert, 
 
 Sing the praifes of the Lamb, 
 
 While the biiuful feats of heaven, 
 
 Sweetlv echo with his name, 
 
 Hallelujah ! 
 Sinners here may do the fame. 
 
 H Y M N HI. L. M. 
 
 1 pOME, finners, to the gofpel-feaft : 
 \_A Let ev'ry foul be JeTu'sguefl ; 
 Ye need not one be left behind ; 
 
 For God hath bidden all mankind. 
 
 2 Sent by my Lord, on you I call ; 
 The invitation is to all ; 
 
 Come all the world 1 come, finner, thou ! 
 All things in Chrift are ready now. 
 
 5 Come, all ye fouls by fin opprefs'd. 
 Ye reftlefs wand'rers after rcir ; 
 Ye poor, and inaim'd, and halt, and blind. 
 In Chrift a hearty welcome find. 
 
FO AWAKENING 
 
 4> My meflage as from God receive-; 
 Ye all may eome to Chriftand live ; 
 O let his love jour hearts conflrain, 
 Nor differ him to die in vain ! 
 
 S His love is mighty to compel : 
 i His conquering love confent to feel ; 
 Yield to his love's redeeming- pow'r, 
 And fight again ft your God no more. 
 
 % See him fet forth before your eyes, 
 That precious, bleeding facrifice I 
 His offer'd benefits embrace, 
 And freely now be fav'd by grace ! 
 
 7 This is the time ; no more delay ! 
 The invitation is to-day ; 
 Come in, this moment, at his call, 
 And live for him who dy'd for all ! 
 
 HYMN IV. 
 
 Why will ye die? house of Israel $ 
 Ezek. xviii. 31. 
 
 i OWNERS, turn, wfcy will ye die ? 
 O God, your Maker, afks you why* 
 God, who did your being give, 
 Made you with hinifelf to live ; 
 He the fatal caufe demands, 
 Afks the work of his own hands ; 
 Why, ye thanklefs creatures, why 
 Will you crofs his love, and die ? 
 
 2 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? 
 Cbrift, your Saviour, afks you why; 
 Chrift, who did your fouls retrieve, 
 •Dy'd himfelf, that you might live. 
 
AND INVITING. £1 
 
 Will you let him die in vain ? 
 Crucify your Lord again ? 
 Why, ye ranfom'd finners, why 
 Will you flight his grace and die I 
 
 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? 
 God the Spirit, afks you why : 
 Ke, who all your lives hath drove, 
 Woos you to embrace his love : 
 Will you not the grace receive ? 
 Will you ftill refufe to live ? 
 Why, ye long-fought finners, why 
 Will you grieve your God, and die i 
 
 Dead, already dead within, 
 
 Spiritually dead in lin ; 
 
 Dead to God, while here you breathe ; 
 
 Pant you after fecond death ? 
 
 Will you (till in fin remain, 
 
 Greedy of eternal pain ? 
 
 O, ye dying finners, why, 
 
 Why will you for ever die ? 
 
 HYMN V. L. M. 
 
 SINNERS, obey the gofpel word, 
 Hafte to the fupper of my Lord j 
 Be wife to know your gracious day ; 
 All things are ready, come away. 
 
 Ready the Father is to own, 
 And kifs his late- returning fon ; 
 Ready your loving Saviour {tana's, 
 And fpreads for you his bleeding handsi 
 
 Ready the Spirit of his love, 
 J-uft now the ftony to remove ; 
 
12 AWAKENING 
 
 T' apply and witnefs with the blood, 
 And waih and feal the ions of God. 
 
 4 Ready for you the angels wait, 
 To triumph in your bldt eftate ; 
 Tuning their harps they long to praife 
 The wonders of redeeming grace. 
 
 5 The Father Son, and Holy Ghoft, 
 Are ready with their mining holt ; 
 All heav'n is ready to refound, 
 
 " The dead's alive ! the loll is found 1" 
 
 6 Come then, ye finners, to your Lord, 
 In Chrift to paradife reftor'd : 
 
 His proffer'd benefits embrace, 
 The plenitude of gofpel grace. 
 
 H Y M N VI. 
 
 1 T>L()\\r ye the trumpet, blow, 
 JLJ The gladly folemn found ; 
 Let all the nations know, 
 
 To earth's remoteit bound, 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ranfem'd finners, home. 
 
 2 Jefus our great High Pricft, 
 
 Hath full atonement made ; 
 Ye weary fpirits red, 
 
 Ye mournful fouls be glad j 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ranfom'd finners, home. 
 
 3 Extol the Lamb of Gocl, 
 
 The all-atoning Lamb ; 
 Redemption in his blood 
 
 Throughout the world proclaim ; 
 
AND INVITING. 13 
 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ranfom'd fmners, home. 
 
 Ye flaves of fin and hell, 
 
 Your libeity receive ; 
 And fafe in Jefus dwell, 
 And bleft in Jefus live : 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ranfom'd fmners, home. 
 
 Ye who have fold for nought, 
 
 Your heritage above, 
 Shall have it back unbought, 
 The gift of Jeiu's love: 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ranfom'd Tinners, home. 
 
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 6 The gofpel trumpet 1: 
 
 The news of hcav'nly grace : 
 And, fav'd from earth, appear 
 Before your Saviour's face: 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye rauibm'd fmners, home. 
 
 H Y M N VII. 
 
 i /""V ALL that pais by, to Jefus draw near, 
 
 V^/ He utters a cry, ye Pilsners, give ear ! 
 
 From hell to retrieve you, he fpreaus out his 
 
 hands : [Hands. 
 
 Now, now to receive you, he gracioufly 
 
 2 If any man thirft, and happy would be, 
 The vilelt and worft may come unto me : 
 May drink of my Spirit (excepted is none) 
 Lay claim to my merit and take for his own. 
 B 
 
14 AWAKENING 
 
 2 Whoever receives the life-giving worfy, 
 In Jefus believes his God and his Lord, 
 In him a pure river oflife (hall arife, 
 Shall in the believer fpnng up to the fkks*. 
 
 4 My God. and my Lord ! thy call I obey, 
 My foul on thy word of promife I flay ; 
 Thy kind invitation' I gladly embrace, 
 
 I thrrft for falvation, falvation by grace. 
 
 5 O haften the hour, fend down from above 
 The Spirit of power, of health and of love ; 
 Of filial fear, of knowledge and grace ; 
 
 Of williom, of prayer, of joy and of praife. 
 
 6 The fphit of faith, of faith in thy blood, 
 Which lave* us from wrath, and brings us 
 
 to God ; 
 Removes the huge mountain ofindwelling Cm^ 
 And opens a fountain, that wafhes us clean. 
 
 HYMN VIII. 
 
 1 nnHY faithfulnefs, Lord, each raomept 
 
 JL we find, 
 
 So true to thy word, lb loving and kind ! 
 Thy mercy lo tender to all the loll race, 
 The foulell offender may turn and find grace. 
 
 2 The mercy I feel, to others I fhew : 
 I fet to my leal that Jefus is true : 
 
 Ye all may find favour who come at his call ; 
 O come to my Saviour ; his grace is for all. 
 
 3 To fave what was loft, from heaven he came ; 
 Gome, finners, and trull in Jefus's name I 
 He offers you pardon, he bids you be free 1 
 IV £n be your burden, O come *uto iae ! 
 
A KB IRVITING. I 5 
 
 At O let rne commend my Saviour to you, 
 The publican's friend, and advocate too : 
 For yon be is pleading his merits arid death,' 
 With God interceding for finners beneath. 
 
 5 Then let us fubmit his grace to receive, 
 Fall cloAvn at his feet, and gladly believe ; 
 We all are forgiven for Jefus's fake : 
 Our title to heaven his merit we make. 
 
 HYMN IX. 
 I TTTEARY fouls that wander wide 
 VV From the central point of blifs-, 
 Turn to Jefus crucify'd, 
 
 Fly to thofe dear wounds of his ; 
 Sink into the purple flood ; 
 Rife into the life of God ! 
 
 6 Find in Chrift the way of peace, 
 
 Peace, unfpeakable, unknown ; 
 By his pain he gives you eafe, 
 
 Life by his expiring groan ; 
 Rife exalted by his fall, 
 Find in Chrift your all in all. 
 
 3 O believe the record true, 
 
 God to you his Son hath giv'n ! 
 Ye may now be happy too : 
 
 Find on earth the life of heav'n ; 
 Live the life of heav'n above, 
 All the life of glorious love. 
 
 4 This the univerfal blifs, 
 
 Blifs for ev'ry foul defign'd : 
 God's orig'nal promife this, 
 
 God's great gift to all mankind ': 
 Bleft in Chrift this moment be ! 
 lleft to all eternity 1 
 
L 
 
 AWAKENING, SCC. 
 
 H Y M N X. C. M. 
 OVERS of jsleafure more than God, 
 
 For you, Chrift fuffer'd pain ; 
 Swearers for you he foilt his blood ; 
 And (hall he bleed in vain ? 
 
 2 Mifers, his life for you he paid, 
 
 Your bafefr crimes he bore ; 
 Drunkards, your fins on him were laid, 
 That you might fin no more. 
 
 3 The God of love, to earth he came, 
 
 That you might come to heav'n : 
 Believe, believe in Jefu's name, 
 And all your fin's forgiv'n. 
 
 4 Believe in him who dyM for thee : 
 
 And fare as he hath dy'd, 
 Thy debt is paid, thy foul is free, 
 And thou art juftify'd. 
 
 H Y M N XT. L. M. 
 
 1 /\ WAKE, Jerufalem, awake, 
 JTjl N t o longer in thy iins lie down ; 
 The garment of falvation take, 
 
 Thy beauty and thy ftrength put on. 
 
 2 Shake oiTthe duft that blinds thy fight. 
 
 And hides the promife from thine eyes, 
 Arile and ftruggle into light, 
 
 Thy great Ddiv'rer calls* Arife 1 
 
 "3 Shake off the bands of fad defpair, 
 Sion affert thy liberty, 
 Look up, thy broken heart prepare 
 And God mall let the captive free. 
 
*SXlTENTlAL. 17 
 
 Veffels of mercy, fons of grace, 
 Be purg'd from ev'ry finful (lain, 
 
 Be like your Lord, bis word embrace, 
 Nor bear his ballow'd name in vain. 
 
 The Lord fhali in your front appear, 
 And lead the pompous triumph on : 
 
 His glory (hall bring up the rear, 
 And perfect what his grace begun. 
 
 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 H Y M N XII. 
 
 1 TT'ATHER of lights, from whom proceeds', 
 JL Whate'er thy ev'ry creature needs ; 
 Whofe goodnefs, providently nigh, 
 
 Feeds, the youg ravens when they cry : 
 To thee I look, my heart prepare : 
 Suggeft and hearken to my pray'r. 
 
 2 Since, by thy light, myfelf I fee 
 Naked, and poor, and void of thee ; 
 Thine eves mutt all my thoughts furvey, 
 Preventing what my lips would fay : 
 Thou feefr my wants, for help they call, 
 And ere I fpeak thou know 'ft them all. 
 
 3 Thou know 'ft the bafenefs of my wiind, 
 Wayward, and impotent, and blind : 
 Thou knoW'ft how unfubdu'd my will, 
 Averfe to £ood and prone to ill ; 
 
 Thou kuow'll how wide my paflions rove, 
 Nor check'd bv fear, nor chanr/d by love, 
 B 2 
 
ri:>TITENTIAL. 
 
 \ Fain would I know as known by thee, 
 And feel the indigence I fee ; 
 Fain would I ail my vilenefs own, 
 And deep beneath the burden groan ; 
 Abhor the pride that lurks within, 
 Deteft and loathe myfclf and fin. 
 
 5 Ah! give me, Lord, myfelf to feel, 
 My total mifeiy reveal ; 
 Ah ! give rnc Lord (1 iliii would fay) 
 A heart to mourn* a heart to pray : 
 My bus'nefs this, my only care, 
 My life, my ev'ry breath be pray'r. 
 
 ' H Y M N XIII. S. M. 
 
 1 f\ THAT I could repent! 
 V^/ O that I could believe ! 
 
 Thou, by thy voice, the marble rent, 
 
 The reck in funder cleave ! 
 
 Thou by thy two-edg'd fword, 
 
 My foul and fpirit part ; 
 Strike with the hammer of thy word, 
 
 And break my (Uibborn heart. 
 
 2 Saviour, and Prince of peace, 
 The double grace beftow ; 
 
 Unloofe the bands of wickednefi, 
 . And let the captive go : 
 
 Grant me my fins to feel, 
 
 And then the load remove ; 
 Wound, and pour in my wounds, to heal* 
 
 The balm of pard'ning love. 
 
 3 For .thine own mercy's fake, 
 My £n and guilt remove ; 
 
PENITENTIAL. 19 
 
 And into thy protection take 
 
 The pris'ner of thy love ; 
 
 In ev'ry trying hour, 
 
 Stand by my feeble foul, 
 And Ikrcen me from temptation's pow'r, 
 
 Till thou haft made me whole. 
 
 This is thy will, I know, 
 
 That I fliould holy be ; 
 Should let my fins this moment go, 
 
 This moment turn to thee : 
 
 O might I now embrace 
 
 Thine all-fufficient pow'r ! 
 And never more to fin give place, 
 
 And never grieve thee morel 
 
 H Y M N XIV. 
 
 JESUS, let thy pitying eye 
 Gall back a wand'ring fheep ; 
 Falfe to thee, like Peter, I 
 
 Would fain like Peter weep : 
 Let me be by grace reftor'd ; 
 
 On me be all long-fuff'ring fhown ; 
 Turn, and look upon me. Lord, 
 And break my heart of done. 
 
 Saviour, Prince, enthron'd above, 
 
 Repentance to impart, 
 Give me through redeeroing-love, 
 
 The humble, contrite heart : 
 Give, what I have long implor'd, 
 
 A portion of thy grief unknown : 
 Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 
 
 And break mv heart of Rone. 
 
20 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 3 For thine own companion's fake, 
 
 The gracious wonder fhow ; 
 Cad my fins behind thy back, 
 
 And waih me white as {now : 
 If thy bowels now are mov'd ; 
 
 If I now myfelf bemoan ; 
 Turn and look upon me, Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of ftone. 
 
 4 See me, Saviour from above, 
 
 Nor fuffer me to die ! 
 Life and happinefs, and love. 
 
 Drop from thy gracious eye ; 
 Speak the reconciling word, 
 
 And let thy mercy melt me down ; 
 Turn, and look upon me. Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of Hone. 
 
 5 Look, as when thine eye purfu'd 
 
 The fir ft apoftate man, 
 Saw him welt'ring in his blood, 
 
 And bade him rife again : 
 Speak my paradife reftor'd, 
 
 Redeem me by thy grace alone : 
 Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of (rone, 
 
 G Look, as when thy languid eye 
 
 Was clos'd thai we might live; 
 Jefus at the point to die, 
 
 " Father," he cry'd » forgive 1" 
 Stfrely with that dying word, 
 
 Returns and looks, andcries, " 'Tisdone!' 
 O my bleeding, loving Lord, 
 
 Thou break'fl my heart of Itone ! 
 
PENITENTIAL. 21 
 
 HYMN XV. 
 
 1 T ET the world their virtue boaft, 
 JLi Their works of right'oufnefs ; 
 I, a wretch, undone and loft:, 
 
 Am freely fav'd by grace ; 
 Other title I difclaim, 
 
 This, only this, is all my plea, 
 I the chief of miners am, 
 
 But Jefus dy'd for me ! 
 
 2 Happy'they, whofe joys abound 
 
 Like Jordan's fuelling dream, 
 Who their heaVn in Chrift ha^e found,, 
 
 A nd give the praife to him ; 
 let them triumph in his name, 
 
 ILujoy their full felicity ; 
 I the chief of rniners am, 
 
 But Jefus dy'd for me ! 
 
 3 Bled are they, entirely bled, 
 
 Who can in him rejoice, 
 Lesn en his beloved bread, 
 
 And hear the Bridegroom's voice ; 
 Me'aneft follow 'r of the Lamb, 
 
 His fteps I at a diftance fee ; 
 I the chief of finners am, 
 
 But Jefus dy'd for me 1 
 
 4 Jefus, thou for me had dy'd, 
 
 And thou in me {halt live ; 
 I fhall feel thy death apply 'd, 
 
 I (hall thy life receive ; 
 To bring fire on earth thou came, 
 
 O that it now may kindled be ! 
 I the chief of finners am. 
 
 But Jefus dy'd for me ! 
 
22 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 H Y M N XVI. C. M. 
 
 1 "T T TITH glorious clouds encompaft rour.cr, 
 
 V V Whom angels din.lv fee ; 
 W ; i! the Unfearchable be found, 
 Or God appear to me ? 
 
 2 Will he forfake his throne above, 
 
 Himfelf to worms impart? 
 Anfvver, thou Man of Grief and Love, 
 And fpeak it to my heart ! 
 
 3 In manifefted love explain 
 
 Thy wonderful defjgn ; 
 What meant the luff ring Son of man I 
 The dreaming blood divine ? 
 
 4 Didfl: thou not in our rlefh appear, 
 
 And live and die below, 
 That I might now perceive thee near, 
 And my Redeemer know ? 
 
 5 Come then, and to my foul reveal 
 
 The heights and depths of grace, 
 The wounds which all my forrowi heal. 
 That dear disfigur'd face. 
 
 6 Before my eyes of faith, confefs'd, 
 
 Stand forth a (laughter'd Lamb ; 
 And wrap me in thy crimfon vefc, 
 And tell me all thy name. 
 
 7 Jehovah in thy perfon {how, 
 
 My Saviour crucify'd ! 
 Afid then the pard'ning God I know, 
 And feel the blood applied. 
 
 8 I view the Lamb in his own light, 
 
 Whoan angels dimly fee ; 
 
PENITENTIAL. 23 
 
 And gaze tranfported at the fight. 
 To all eternity. 
 
 K Y M N XVII. 
 
 1 TESUS, ifftill the fame thou art, 
 J If all thy promifes are lure, 
 Set up thy kingdom in my heart, 
 
 And make me rich, for I am poor : 
 To me be all thy treafures giv'n, 
 The kingdom of an inward heav'n. 
 
 •5 Thou haft pronounc'd the mourners bleft, 
 And lo ! for thee I ever mourn : 
 
 I cannot, no, I will not j eft, 
 Till thou my only reft return : 
 
 Till thou the Prince of Peace, appear, 
 
 And I receive the Comforter. 
 
 1 Where is the bleffednefs beftow'd 
 On all that hunger after thee I 
 I hunger now, I thiril for God ! 
 
 See, the poor fainting tinner fee : 
 And fatisfy with endleis peace, 
 And fill me with thy righr'oufnefs. 
 
 4 Ah, Lord, if thou art in that figb, 
 Then hear thyfelf within rae pray ; 
 Hear in my heart thy Spirit's try, 
 
 Mark, what my lab'ring foul weald i'^y J 
 Anl\ver the deep unutter'd groan. 
 And mew, that thou and 1 are one. 
 
 3 Shine on thy work, difperfe the gloo'ra ; 
 
 Light in thy light I then ihall fee ; 
 Say to my foul, " Thy light U r-. :.ie, 
 " Glcry divine is ris'n en thee ; 
 
24 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 " Thy warfare's pad, thy mourning's o'ei 
 " Look up, for thou ihalt weep no more.' 
 
 6 Lord, I believe thy promife lure, 
 
 And truft thou wilt not long delay : 
 Hungry, and forrowful, and poor, 
 
 Upon thy word myfelf I (lay : 
 Into thy hands my all refign, 
 And wait till all thou art is mine. 
 
 HYMN XVIII. C. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, if ftill thou art to-day 
 J As yefterday the fame, 
 Preient to heal, in me difplay 
 
 The virtue of thy name. 
 
 2 If ftill thou go'ft about to do 
 
 Thy needy creatures good ; 
 On me, that I thy praifc may (hew, 
 
 Be all thy wonders (how'd. 
 S Now, Lord, to whom for help I Gall, 
 
 Thy miracles repeat ; 
 With pitying eyes behold me Fall 
 
 A leper at thy feet. 
 
 4 Laathfome, and foul, and felf-abhorr'tl, 
 
 I fink beneath my fin ; 
 But if thou wilt, a gracious word 
 Of thine, can make me clean. 
 
 5 Thou fee ft me deaf to thy commands. 
 
 Open, O Lord, my ear: 
 Bid me Uretch out my wither'd hands, 
 And lift them up in pray'r. 
 € Silent (alas ! thou knowft how long) 
 My voice I cannot raife ; 
 
PENITENTIAL. 
 
 But, O ! when thou malt loofe my tongue 
 The dumb fhall fing thy praife. 
 
 7 Lame at the pool I ftill am found : 
 
 Give, and my ftrength employ ; 
 Light as a hart I then ihall bound, 
 The lame mall leap for joy. 
 
 8 Blind from my birth to guilt and thee. 
 
 And dark I am within ; 
 The love of God I cannot fee, 
 Nor finfulnefs of fin. 
 
 9 But thou they fay, art paffing by, 
 
 O let me find thee near ! 
 
 Jefus, in mercy, hear my cry, 
 
 Thou Son of David, hear ! 
 
 10 Long have I waited in the way 
 
 For thee, the heav'nly light ; 
 Command me to be brought, and fay, 
 " Sinner, receive thy fight." 
 
 HYMN XIX. 
 
 1 TESU3, lover of my foul, 
 J L'-x me to thy bofom fly, 
 While the nearer waters roll, 
 
 While the tempeft ftill is high ; 
 Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, 
 
 Till the norm of life is part; 
 Safe into the haven guide, 
 
 O receive my foul at lafl! 
 
 2 Other refuge have I none, 
 
 Hangs my helplefs foul on thee ; 
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36 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 Leave, ah ! leave me not alone, 
 Still fupport and comfort me ! 
 
 AH my trull on thee is ftay'd, 
 All my help from thee I bring, 
 
 Cover my defcneelefs head 
 
 With the lhadow of thy wing. 
 
 3 Thou, O Chrift, art all I want, 
 
 More than all in thee I find ! 
 Raife the fallen, cheer the faint, 
 
 Heal the lick and lead the blind : 
 Juft and holy is thy name ; 
 
 I am all unrighteoufnels ; 
 Falie and full of fin lam, \ 
 
 Thou art full of truth and grace. 
 
 4 Plenteous grace with thee is found, 
 
 Grace to cover all my fin ; 
 Let the healing dreams abound ; 
 
 Make and keep me pure within : 
 Thou of life the fountain art, 
 
 Freely let me take of thee ; 
 Spring thou up within my heart, 
 
 Rife to all eternity ! 
 
 HYMN XX. 
 
 1 /"\ LOVE divine, how fweet thou art ! 
 V>/ When (hall I find my willing heart. 
 
 All taken up by thee '. 
 I thirfl, I faint, I die, to prove 
 The greatnefs of redeeming love, 
 
 The love of Chrift to me ! 
 
 2 Stronger his love than death or hell ; 
 Its riches are unfearchable ; 
 
 The firft born fons of li^ht, 
 
penitential. 2f' 
 
 Defire in vain its depths to fee ; 
 They cannot reach the myltery, 
 
 The length, and breadth, and height* 
 
 3 God only knows the love of God ; 
 O that it now were (bed abroad 
 
 In this poor (tony heart ! 
 For love I figh, for love I pine ; 
 This only portion, Lord, be mine! 
 
 Be mine this better part ! 
 
 A O that I could for ever fit. 
 
 With Mary at the Matter's feet ! 
 
 Be this my happy choice ; 
 My only care, delight, and bllfs, 
 My joy, my heav'n en earth be this, 
 
 To hear the Bridegroom's voice ! 
 
 5 O that I could, with favour'd John, 
 Recline my weary head upon 
 
 The dear Redeemer's bread : 
 From care, and fin, and furrow free, 
 Give me, O Lord, to find in thee 
 
 My everlafiing reft ! 
 
 H Y M N XXI. S. M. 
 
 1 A H ! whither fhail I go. 
 
 Jl\. BlirdeiVd, ahd $clc, and faint ? 
 To whom fiifuld I my trouble fhew, 
 And pour out inv cotfnpJaint ? 
 My Saviour bids me come, 
 Ah ! why do I dt lay ? 
 tic calls the weary fjnner home! ; 
 And yet from him I (lay. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 
 
 What is it keeps me back, 
 From which I cannot part ? 
 Which will not let my Saviour take 
 Poffeffion of my heart? 
 Some wicked thing unknown 
 Mr. ft furely lurk vrithin ; 
 Some idol, which I will not own, 
 Some fecret, bofom fin. 
 
 Jefus, the hindrance fhow, 
 Which I have fear'd to fee ; 
 © may I now confent to know 
 What keeps me out of thee ! 
 Searcher of hearts, in mine 
 Thy trying power difplay : 
 Into its darkeft corner fhine, 
 And take the veil away ! 
 
 I now believe, in thee 
 Compaflion reigns alone ; 
 According to my faith, to me 
 O let it, Lord, be done ! 
 In me is all the bar, 
 
 Which thou would ft fain remove ; 
 Remove it, and I fhall declare, 
 That Gcd is only love. 
 
 HYMN XXII. 
 
 FATHER of Jefus Chrift. the juft, 
 My Friend and Advocate with thee ; 
 Pity a foul, that fain would truft 
 
 In him, who liv'd and dy'd forme : 
 But only thou canft make him known, 
 And in my heart reveal thy Son. 
 
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 2 If, drawn by thine alluring grace, 
 My w a i 1 1 of living faith I feel ; 
 
 Show me in Chrift thy fuiiUng face. 
 
 What flefh and blood can ne'er reveal }. 
 
 Thy co. eternal Son difplay. 
 
 And turn my darknels into day. 
 
 2 The gift unfpeakable impart ; 
 
 Command the light of grace to fhine ; 
 To Pnine in my dark drooping* heart, 
 
 And fill me with the life divine : 
 Now hid the netf creation be 1 
 O God, let there, be faith in me 1 
 
 H Y M N . XXI II. 
 1 /""\ TESUS my hope, jbr me ofler'd up, 
 \J Who, madly piuili'd thee to Calvary's 
 
 The blood thou haft fhed, for me let it plead, 
 And fay thou hall dy'd in thy murderer's Head. 
 *2 Mow, row 1ft me know, its virtue below I 
 O vvafli me, and I fliall be whiter than fnow ; 
 
 hallow my heart, and truly convert, 
 
 And make me, O Lord', in the world, as thou art. 
 
 3 Each moment apply'd, my weaknefs to hide, 
 Thy blood be upon me, and always abide: 
 My advocate prove, with th' Father above, 
 And fpeak me at 1 a lb to the- throne of thy love. 
 
 H T M N XXIV. 
 
 1 pOME, holy celeflial Dove, 
 \^4 To vifit a forrowful hreaft ; 
 My burden of guilt to remove, 
 
 And biing me sffurance and reft ! 
 C 2 
 
30 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 Thou only, haft pow'r to relieve 
 
 A {inner o'er *helm'd with his load : 
 
 The fenfe of acceptance to give, 
 
 And fprinkle his heart with thy blood I 
 
 2 With me if of old thou haft ftrove, 
 
 And (trangely with!ield me from fin ; 
 And try'd by the lure of thy love, 
 
 My worthlefs affections to win ; 
 The work of thy mercy revive ; 
 
 Thy uttermoft mercy exert ; 
 And kindly continue to frrive, 
 
 And hold, till I yield thee my heart. 
 
 3 Thy call, if T ever have known, 
 
 And figh'd from myfelf to get free ; 
 And groan'd the unfpeakable groan, 
 
 And long'd to be happy in thee ; 
 Fulfil the imperfect delire : • 
 
 Thy peace to my conference reveal ; 
 The fenfe of thy favour infpire, 
 
 And give me my pardon to feel. 
 
 4 Tf when I had put thee to grief, 
 
 And madly to folly return 'd ; 
 Thy pity hath been my relief, 
 
 And lifted me up as I mourn'd ! 
 Moft pitiful Spirit of grace, 
 
 Relieve me again, and re (to re : 
 My fpirit in holinefs raife, 
 
 To fall and to fuffef no more ! 
 
 5 If now I lament after God, 
 
 And pant for a drop of his love,' 
 If Jefus hath bought, thee with blood ; 
 For me to receive from above : 
 
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 Come, heavenly Comforter, come ! 
 
 True witnefs of mercy divine ; 
 And make me thy permanent home, 
 
 $nd feal me eternally thine ! 
 
 HYMN XXV. L. M. 
 
 1 QTAY, thou infulted Spirit, fray, 
 
 O Tho' I have done thee fuch defpite ; 
 Nor caft the finger q»ite away, 
 Nor take thine everlafting flight. 
 
 2 The' I havefteel'd my ftubboin heart, 
 
 And fhaken off mv guilty fears, 
 And vex'd. and urg'd thee to depart, 
 For many days, ana 1 months, and years ; 
 
 5 Though I have moft unfaithful been, 
 
 Of all who e'er thy grace receiv'd ; 
 Ten thoufand times thy goodnefs feen, 
 Ten thoufand times thy goodnefs giiev'd : 
 
 4 Yet, O ! the chief of finners fpare, 
 
 Its honour of my great High-Prieft ; 
 Nor in thy righteous anger fwear 
 
 T' exclude me from thy people's reft. 
 
 5 If yet thou canfl my fins forgive, 
 
 From now, O Lord, relieve my woes ; 
 Into thy reft of love receive, 
 
 And blefs me with the calm repofe. 
 
 6 From now my weary foul releafe, 
 
 Up-raife me with thy gracious hand, 
 And guide into thy perfect peace, 
 And bring me to the prcmis'd land. 
 
0? PENITENTIAL. 
 
 H Y M N XXVI. 
 
 1 TX7EARY of wand'ring from my God, 
 
 V V And now made willing to return, 
 I hear and bow me to the rod : 
 
 For thee, not without hope I mourn ; 
 I have an Advocate above, 
 A Friend before the throne of love. 
 
 2 O Tefus, full of truth and grace ! 
 
 More full of grace than I of fin, 
 Yet once again I feek thy face, 
 
 Open thine arms, and take me in ; 
 And freely my backflidings heal, 
 And love the faithlefs fmner fttll. 
 
 5 Thou know'f} the way to bring me back, 
 
 My fallen fpirit to reftore : 
 O r for thy truth and mercy's fake, 
 
 Forgive and bid me (in no more ! 
 The ruins of my foul repair, 
 And make my heart a hcufe of pray 7. 
 
 4 Ah! give me, Lord, the tender heart. 
 That trembles at the h-pproach ci' Go : 
 VV r?oc!ly fear of finunpatt ; 
 
 Implant and root it deep within ! 
 That I may dread thy gracioas pow'r, 
 And never dare t' offend thee more. 
 
 H Y M N XXVII. 
 
 1 f "i^O the haven of thy breaft, 
 JL O Sen of man, I fijs 
 Be my refuge and my re it. 
 For O : the ftorm is hi|h! 
 
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 Save n*e from the furious blaft, 
 
 A covert from the tempefl be ; 
 Hide me, Jefus, till o'erpaft 
 
 The Morm of fin I fee. 
 5 Welcome as the water-fpring 
 
 In a dry barren place ; 
 O defcend on me, and bring 
 
 The fweet refrefhing grace ; 
 O'er aparch'd and weary land 
 
 As a great rock extends its made, 
 Hide me, Saviour, with thine hand, 
 
 And fcreen my naked head. 
 
 3 In the time of my diftrefs 
 
 Thou haft my fuecour been : 
 In my utter helpleffnefs 
 
 Reftraining me from fin ; 
 O ! how fwiftly didft thou move 
 
 Tofave me in the trying hour ! 
 Still protect me with thy love, 
 
 And fhield me with thy pow'r. 
 
 4 Firft and laft, in me perform 
 
 The work thou haft begun ; 
 Be my (belter from the ftorm, 
 
 My fhadow from the fun : 
 Let me hang 1 upon my God, 
 
 Till I thy perfect calory fee, 
 Till the fpnnkling of thy bleed 
 
 Shall fpeak me up to thee. 
 
 H Y M N XXV III. L. M. 
 I /^\ Thou that hear'ft \^hen firmer* cry a 
 
 \_S Tho' all my crimes before thee lie, 
 
 Behold me not with angry look, 
 
 But blot their mem'ry from thy book. 
 
34 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 2 Create my nature pure within, 
 And forfii my fool averfe to fin : 
 Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart. 
 Nor hide thy pretence from my heart. 
 
 3 I cannot live without tliy light, 
 
 Caft out and banim'd from thy fight : 
 Thy faving firength, O Lord, rellorc, 
 And guard me that I fall no more. 
 
 4 Tho' I have griev'd thy Spirit, Lord, 
 His help and comfort ftill afford : 
 
 And let a wretch come near thy throne, 
 To plead the merits of thy Son. 
 
 5 My foul lies humbled in the duft. 
 And owns thy dreadful fentence ju'fl : 
 Look down, O Lord, with pity in r/ eye, 
 And fave the foul condemn'd to die. 
 
 6 Then will I teach the world thy way- ; 
 Sinners fiiail learn thy fov'reign grace ; 
 T'!i lead them to mv Saviour's blood, 
 And they mall praife a pard'ning God. 
 
 7 O may thy love infpire my tongue, 
 Salvation [hall be all n»y long- ; 
 And all my pow'rs (hall join to blcfe 
 The Lord, my llrength and rightcoufnefs. 
 
 H Y M N XXIX. C. M. 
 
 1 /""\ THAT I could my Lord receive, 
 V^/ Who d ; d the world redeem ; 
 Who gave his Hie, that I might live 
 
 A life concealed in him ! 
 
 2 O that I could the bleffingprova, 
 
 My heart's extreme deiire; 
 
PENITENTIAL. 
 
 Live happy in my Saviour's love, 
 And in his arms expire 1 
 
 Mercy I afk to feal my peace, 
 That, kept by mercy's power, 
 
 I may from ev'ry evil ceai'e, 
 And never grieve thee more \ 
 
 Now, if thy gracious will it be, 
 
 Ev'n now my iins remove, 
 And let my ibul at liberty, 
 
 By thy victorious love. 
 
 In anfwer to ten thoufaivj pray'rs. 
 
 Thou pard'ning God deicend ; 
 Number me with falvation's heirs, 
 
 My lins and troubles end. 
 
 Nothing I afk or want belide, 
 
 Of ail in earth or heav'n ; 
 But let me feel thy blood apply'd, 
 
 And live and die forgiv'n. 
 
 HYMN XXX. 
 
 DROOPING foul, (hake off thy fear 
 Fearful foul, be ftrong, be bold ; 
 Tarry till the Lord appears, 
 
 Never, never, quit thy hold : 
 Murmur not at his delay, 
 
 Dare not fet thy God a time, 
 Calmly for his coming Hay, 
 Leave it, leave it all to him. 
 
 Fainting foul, be bold, be ftrong, 
 Wait the leifure of thy Lord ; 
 
 Though he feem to tarry long, 
 Ti ne and faithful is his word ; 
 
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 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 On his word my foul I caft, 
 
 (He cannot himielf deny) 
 Surely he will fpeak at lait : 
 
 He will fpeak ; he cannot lie. 
 
 3 Ev'ry one, that feeks, fhall find : 
 
 Ev'ry one, that aiks, (hall have: 
 Chrift, the Saviour of mankind, 
 
 Willing, able all to fave : 
 I fhall his falvation fee, 
 
 I in faith on Jefus call ; 
 I from fin fhall be fet free, 
 
 Perfectly fet free from all. 
 
 4 Lord, my time is in thy hand ; 
 
 Weak and helplefs as I am, 
 Surely thou canfl make me (land ; 
 
 I believe in Jefu's name : 
 Saviour, in temptation, thou, 
 
 Thou had fav'd me heretofore : 
 Thou from fin dofl fave me now ; 
 
 Thou fnalt fave me evermore. 
 
 HYMN XXXI. C. M. 
 
 1 TI7HY mould the children of a king 
 
 V V Go mourning all their days ? 
 Great Comforter, defcend, and bring 
 The tokens of thy grace 1 
 
 2 Dofl thou not dwell in all thy faints, 
 
 And feal the heirs of heav'n ? 
 When wilt thou bamfh my complaints, 
 And fiiew my fins forgiv'n ; 
 
 3 Allure my confeience of her part 
 
 In the Redeemer's blood j 
 
PENITENTIAL. 37 
 
 And bear thy witncfs with my heart, 
 
 That I am born of God. 
 4 Thou art the earnaft of his love, 
 
 The pledge of joys to come ; 
 May thy bleft wings, celeftial Dov 
 
 Safely convey me home. 
 
 H Y M N XXXII. C. M. 
 
 1 1\/^"Y drowfy pow'rs, why fleep ye fo ? 
 J.? JL Awake 'my iluggifh foul ! 
 Nothing hath half thy work to do ; 
 
 Yet nothing's half fo dull. 
 
 2 Go to the ants : for one poor grain 
 
 See how they toil and drive ; 
 Yet we, who have a heav'n t' obtain, 
 How negligent we live ! 
 
 3 We, for whole fake all nature (lands, 
 
 And ftars their courfes move ; 
 We, for whofe guards the angel-bands 
 Come flying from above ; 
 
 4 We, for whom God the Son came down, 
 
 And labour'd for our good, 
 How carelefs to fecure that crown 
 He purchas'd with his blood ! 
 
 5 Lord, fhall we live {o fluggiih ftill, 
 
 And never aft our parts ? 
 Gome, Holy Dove, from th' heav'nly hill, 
 And warm our frozen hearts. 
 Give us with active warmth to move, 
 With \ig'rous fouls to rife, 
 With hands of faith, and wings of love, 
 To fly and take the prize. 
 D 
 
38 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 H Y M N XXX III. C. M. 
 
 1 PTT^HOU Son of God, whofe flaming eye* 
 
 ,JL Our inmofr. thoughts perceive ; 
 Accept the ev'ning-facrifice, 
 Which now to thee we give. 
 
 2 We bow before thy gracious throne, 
 
 And think ourfelves fincere : 
 But mew us, Lord, is ev'ry one 
 Thy real worfliipper ? 
 
 3 Is here a foul that knows thee not, 
 
 Nor feels bis want of thee ? 
 A ftranger to the blood which bought 
 His pardon on the tree ? 
 
 4 Convince him now of unbelief, 
 
 His defp'rate Mate explain : 
 And fill his heart with {acred grief, 
 And penitential pain. 
 
 5 Speak with that voice which wakes the dead, 
 
 And bid the deeper, rife ; 
 And bid his guilty confidence dread 
 The death that never ciies. 
 
 6 Exhort the cry, What mult be done 
 
 To lave a wretch like me ? 
 How (hall a trembling (inner fhun 
 That endlefs mifery ? 
 
 7 I mull this initant now begin 
 
 Out of my fleep to wake ; 
 And turn to God, and ev'ry fin 
 
 Continually forfake. 
 S I muft for faith inceffant cry, 
 
 And wrefile, Lord, with thee ! 
 I muft be born again, or die 
 
 To all eternity ! 
 
PENITENTIAL. 39 
 
 HYMN XXXIV. C. M. 
 
 1 /^10ME, O thou all victorious Lord, 
 V^4 Thy pow'r to us make known : 
 Strike with the hammer of thy word, 
 
 And break thefe hearts of ftone. 
 
 2 O that we all might now begin 
 
 Our fooiiflinefs to mourn ! 
 And turn at once from ev'ry fin, 
 And to. the Saviour turn. 
 
 3 Give us ourfelves and thee to know, 
 
 In this our gracious day ; 
 Repentance unto life beftow, 
 And take our fins away. 
 
 4 Convince us firft of unbelief, 
 
 And freely then releafe ; 
 Fill ev'ry foul with facred grief, 
 And then with facred peace. 
 
 5 Impov'riih, Lord, and then relieve, 
 
 And then enrich the poor ; 
 The knowledge of our ficknefs give, 
 The knowledge of our cure. 
 
 6 That bleffed fenfe of guilt 
 
 And then remove the load 
 Trouble, and warn the troubled heart, 
 In the atoning blood. 
 
 7 Our defp'rate ftate, through fin, declare, 
 
 And {peak our fins forgiv'n : 
 By perfect holinefs, prepare 
 And take us up to heav'n. 
 
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 PEKITENTIAL. 
 
 H Y M N XXXV. C. M. 
 
 ONG have I feem'd to ferve thee, Lord, 
 With unavailing pain ; 
 Fafted, and pray'd, and read thy word, 
 And heard it preach'd in vain. 
 
 2 Oft did I with th' aflembly join, 
 
 And near thy altar drew ; 
 
 A form of god line fs \fas mine, 
 
 The pow'r I never knew* 
 
 3 I retted in the outward law, 
 
 N©r knew its deep defign ; 
 The length and breadth I never faw, 
 Nor height, of love divine. 
 
 4 To pleafe tV.ee thus, at length I fee, 
 
 Vainly I hop'd and ftrove : 
 For what are outward things to thee, 
 Unlefs they fpring iron l6ve ? 
 
 5 I fee the perfect law requires 
 
 Truth in the ii rts ; 
 
 Our full e d« fires-, 
 
 Our undividi d hearts. 
 
 6 But I of means have made my boa ft, 
 
 Of means an idol made : 
 r Y\v- fpirit in the letter I 
 Tiit fubftaacej in the (hade. 
 
 7 Where aifi I now, or what my hops? 
 
 What can my weaknefs do ? 
 
 | ftis, to thee my foul looks up : 
 
 'Tis thou muft make it new. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 41 
 
 HYMN XXXVI. C. M. 
 
 1 /""^l OD is in this and ev'ry place ; 
 vJ But O ! how dark and void, 
 To me, 'tis one great wildernefs, 
 
 This earth, without my God. 
 
 2 Empty of him who all things fills, 
 
 Till he his light impart : 
 Till he his glorious felf reveals, 
 The veil is on my heart. 
 
 "3 O thou who feefl: and know'ft my grief, 
 Thyfelf tMifeen, unknown, 
 Pity my helplefs unbe&ef, 
 
 And break my heart of done. 
 
 4 Rega*<3 me with a gracious eye, 
 
 The long-fought blefilng give: 
 And bid me, at the point to die, 
 Behold thy face, and live. 
 
 5 A darker foul did never yet 
 
 Thy promis'd help implore : 
 O that I now my Lord might meet, 
 And never lofe him more ! 
 
 6 Now, Jefus, now the Father's love 
 
 Shed in my heart abroad ; 
 The middle wall of fin remove, 
 And let me into God. 
 
 HYMN XXXVII. C. M. 
 
 1 P~TTHOU hidden God, for whom I groan, 
 JL Till thou thyfelf declare j 
 God, inacceiftbie, unknown, 
 Regard a finner's pray'r : 
 D 2 
 
42 
 
 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 2 A finner wett'ihrg in bis blood, 
 Uiipurg'd and unforgiv'n ; 
 Far diftant from the living God, 
 As far As hell from heav'n. 
 
 S An un regenerate child of man, 
 To thee for faith I call : 
 Pity thy fallen creature's pain, 
 
 And raife me from my fall ! 
 
 4 The darknefs which, thro' thee, I feel, 
 
 Thou, only can 'ft remove ; * 
 Tn'me own eternal pow'r reveal, 
 The Deity of Love 1 
 
 5 I am in v.nb. lief fhut up, 
 
 in let me go ; 
 In hope, believing againfl: hope, 
 I wait the :v . . h \ t know* 
 Thou wilt in me '-cveai thy name, 
 Thoi • afford : 
 
 Bound ai d d /et tl ine I am, 
 
 The pris'ner of the Lord. 
 
 7 I would not to thy foe fubmrt ; 
 
 I hate the tyrant's chain ; 
 Send t'orth thy pris'ner from the pit, 
 Nor let me cry in vain. 
 
 8 Shew me the blood, that bought my peace, 
 
 c rv'nant blood apply ! 
 And all rry griefs at once fhml ceafe, 
 Ariel all rriy fins fhall die. 
 
 9 Now., Lor*dj if thou art pow'r, defcend ; 
 
 The mountain fin remove ; 
 My unbelief and troubles end, 
 
 •! art 
 
 
P E N I T F,?. T i A L . 
 
 10 Speak Jefus, fpeak into my heart, 
 What thou for me haft clone ; 
 One grain of living faith impart, 
 And Gcd is ail my own. 
 
 H Y M N XXXVIII. L. M. 
 
 1 Hf^HOU man of griefs remember me, 
 
 JL Who never can ft thyielf forget, 
 Thy laft myfterious agony, 
 
 Thy fainting pangs and bloody fvreat : 
 
 2 When wreftling in the ftrength of pvay'r, 
 
 Thy fpirit funk beneath its load ; 
 Thy feehle fieOi abhorr'd to bear 
 The wrath of an Almighty Gcd. 
 
 3 Father, if I may call thee fo, 
 
 Regard my fearful heart's defire ; 
 Remove this load of guilty woe, 
 Nor let me in my fins expire ! 
 
 4 I tremble, left the wrath divine, 
 
 Which br lilies now my wretched foul, 
 Should bruife this wretched foul of mine, 
 Long as eternal ages roll. 
 
 5 To thee my laft diftrefs I bring ! 
 
 The heighten 'd fear of death I find ; 
 The tyrarif. brandifhing his fting, 
 Appears, and hell is clofe. behind. 
 
 6 I deprecate that death alone, 
 
 Thatendlefs baniffiment from thee : 
 O fave, and give me to thy Son, 
 
 Who trembled, wept, and bled for me ! 
 
44 PENITENTIAL, 
 
 HYMN XXXIX. L. M- 
 
 1 T ORD Jefus, when, when fhall it be, 
 1 J That I no more mall break with thee ! 
 When will this war of paffions ceafe, 
 And my free foul enjoy thy peace? 
 
 H Here I repent, and fin again ; 
 Now I revive, and now am flain ; 
 Slain with the fame unhappy dart, 
 Which Oh ! too often wounds my heart ! 
 
 3 O Saviour, when, when mall I be 
 A garden feal'd to all but thee ? 
 No more expos'd, no more undone ; 
 But live and grow to thee alone ? 
 
 4 Guide thou, O Lord, guide thou my courfc, 
 And draw me on with thy fweet force : 
 Still make me walk, ftill make me tend, 
 
 By thee my way, to thee my end. 
 
 HYMN XL. L. M. 
 
 1 /^\ GOD, to whom, in flefn reveal'd, 
 V_y The helplefs all for fuccour came ; 
 The fick to be reliev'd and heal'd, 
 
 And found falvation in thy name. 
 
 2 With publicans and harlots I, 
 
 In thefe thy Spirit's gofpel days, 
 To thee, the finner's friend, draw nigh, 
 And humbly fue for laving grace. 
 
 3 Thou feeftme helplefs and diftrefs'd, 
 
 Feeble, and faint, and blind, and poor : 
 Weary, I come to thee for reft, 
 And fick of fin implore a cure. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 45 
 
 4 My bVs incurable difeafe. 
 
 Thou, Jefus, thou alone carrft heal : 
 Infpire me with thy pow'r and peace, 
 And pardon on my conference feal. 
 
 5 A touch, a word, a look from thee. 
 
 Can turn my heart and make ir clean : 
 Can purge the inbred leprofy, 
 
 Ami i'ave ine from my bofom-fin. 
 
 6 Lord, if thou wilt, I dobeiieve, 
 
 Thou card! the favigg grace impart ; 
 Thou canii; this inftant now forgive, 
 And ftamp thine image on my herat. 
 
 7 My heart, which now to thee I raife, 
 
 I know thou can ft this moment clean fe : 
 The deeped ftains of fin efface, 
 And drive the evil fpirit hence. 
 
 8 Be it according* to thy word 1 
 
 Accomplifh now thy work in me ; 
 And let my foul, to health reftor'd, 
 Devote its little all to thee 1 
 
 H Y M N XLT. L. M. 
 
 1 TESUSj thy far-extended fame 
 
 J| My drooping foul exults to hear ; 
 Thy name, thy all-reftoring name, 
 Is mafic in a iinner's ear. 
 
 2 Sinners of old thou didlt receive, 
 
 With cOBrfdrtable words and kind ; 
 Their forrowe chcer'd, their wants reliev'd, 
 Heal'd the difeas'd and cuv'd the blind. 
 
46 SUPPLICATION 
 
 3 And art thou not the Saviour ftill, 
 
 In ev'ry place and age the fame ? 
 Haft: thou forgot thy gracious ikill ; 
 Or loft the virtue of thy name ? 
 
 4 Faith in thy changelefs name I have ; 
 
 The good, the kind, phyfician, thou 
 Art able now our fouls to fave, 
 Art willing to reftore them now. 
 
 5 Though eighteen hundred years are paft, 
 
 Since thou didft in the flefh appear j 
 Thy tender mercies ever laft, 
 
 And ftill thy healing pow'r is here. 
 
 6 Wouldft: thou the body's health reftore, 
 
 And not regard the fin-fick foul ! 
 The fin-fick foul thou lov'ft much more, 
 And furely thou wilt make it whole. 
 
 7 All my difeafe, my ev'ry fin, 
 
 To thee, O Jefus, I confefs : 
 In pardon, Lord, my cure begin, 
 
 And perfect me in hollnefs. 
 S That token of thine utmoft good, 
 
 Now, Saviour, now on me bellow ; 
 And purge my confcience with thy blood, 
 
 And wafh my nature white as fnow. 
 
 SUPPLICATION AND PRAYER, 
 
 HYMN XLII. 
 
 1 TryAPPYfoul, that free from harms, 
 § | Refts within his Shepherd's arms ! 
 Who his quiet fhall moled ? 
 Who {hall violate his reft? 
 
AND PRAYER. 
 
 Jefus doth his fpirit bear, 
 
 Jefus takes his ev'ry care ; 
 
 He who found the wand'ring ilieep, 
 
 Jefus flill delights to keep. 
 
 O that I might fo believe, 
 
 Stedfaftly to Jefus cleave ; 
 
 On his only love rely, 
 
 Smile at the deftroyer nigh ! 
 
 Free from fin and fervile fear. 
 
 Have my Jefus ever near ; 
 
 All his cai e rejoice to prove ; 
 
 All his paradife of love. 
 
 Jefus, feck thy wand'ring fheep, 
 
 Bring me back, and lead, and keep ; 
 
 Take on thee my ev'ry care ; 
 
 Bear me, on thy bofom bear ; 
 
 Let me know my Shepherd's voice, 
 
 More and more in tfeee rejoice ; 
 
 More and more of thee receive, 
 
 Ever in thy Spirit live : 
 
 Live, till all thy life I know, 
 
 Perfect through my Lord below ; 
 
 Gladly then from earth remove, 
 
 Gather'd to the fold above : 
 
 O that I at laft may ftand 
 
 With the fneep at thy right-hand ; 
 
 Take the crown fo freely giv'n ; 
 
 Enter in by thee to heav'n. 
 
 H Y M N XLIII. 
 
 MAKER, Saviour of mankind ; 
 Who haft on me beftow'd 
 An immortal foul, defign'd 
 To be the houfe of God : 
 
I SUPPLICATION 
 
 Come, and now refide in me, 
 
 Never, never to remove : 
 Make me juft, and good, like t<hee, 
 
 And full of pow'r and love. 
 Bid me in thine image rife, 
 
 A faint, a creature new : 
 True, and merciful, and wife, 
 
 And pure and happy too : 
 This thy primitive defign, 
 
 That I ihould in thee be bkft ; 
 Shpuld, within thine arms divine, 
 
 For ever, ever reft. 
 Let thy v«ili in me be done; 
 
 Fulfil my heart's deli re, 
 Thee to know, and love alone, 
 
 And rile in raptures high'r. 
 Thee deicending on a cloud 
 
 When with ravifh'd eyt-s I fee f 
 Thau (hall I be fill'd with God 
 
 To all eternity ! 
 
 HYMN XL1V. 
 
 CN OD of my falvation hear, 
 X And help me to believe ; 
 Simply do I now draw near, 
 
 Thy bleffing to receive : 
 Full of guilt, alas ! I am, 
 
 But to thy wounds for refuge flee 
 Friend of linneis, fpotlefs Lamb, 
 
 Thy blood was Ih-d for me. 
 Standing now as newly {lain, 
 
 To thee I lift mine eye, 
 ]j.;iiii of all my grief and pain, 
 
 Thv blood is always nitfh : 
 
AND PRAYEU. 49 
 
 Now ?.s veflerday, the lame 
 
 Thou art, and wilt forever be : 
 Friend of finners, fpotlefs Lamb, 
 
 Thy blood was lhed for me. 
 Nothing have I, Lord, to pay, 
 
 Which can thy grace procure ; 
 Empty lend me not away, 
 
 For I, thou know'R, am poor : 
 Dufi: and afbes is my name, 
 
 My all is fin and mifery : 
 Friend of finners, fpotlefs Lamb, 
 
 Thy blood was (bed for me. 
 No good word, or work, or thought, 
 
 Bring I to buy thy grace ; 
 Pardon I accept unbought, 
 
 Thy proffer I embrace ; 
 Coming, as at firfl: I came. 
 
 To take, and not bellow on thee : 
 Friend of finners, fpotlefs Lamb, 
 
 Thy blood was (bed for me. 
 Saviour, from thy wounded fide 
 
 I never will depart, 
 Here wilt 1 my I'pirit hide, 
 
 When I am pure in heart : 
 Till my place above I claim. 
 
 This only fhall be all my plea, . 
 Friend of finners, fpotlefs Lamb, 
 
 Thy blood was filed for me. 
 
 HYMN XLV. 
 
 GOME, Lord, and help me to rejoice, 
 In hope that I fhall hear thy voice, 
 "Shall one day fee my Gcrd j 
 E 
 
*0 SfeTPLICATIOTf 
 
 Shall ceafe from all my fin and ftrifcj 
 Handle and tafte the word of life, 
 
 And feel the fpriiikled blood. 
 2 I {hall not always make my moan, 
 Nor worfhip thee a God unknown, 
 
 But I Diali live to prove 
 Thy people's reft and faints' delight, 
 The length, and breadth, and depth; and height 
 
 Of thy redeeming love. 
 O Rejoicing new in earned hope, 
 I fiand, and from the mountain-top 
 
 Sec all the land below : 
 Rivers cfnailkand honey rife, 
 And all the fruit of paradife 
 
 In endlefs plenty grow : 
 
 4 A land of com, and wine, and oil, 
 Favour'd with God's peculiar fmile, 
 
 With ev'ry bleffing bleft ; 
 There dwells the Lord our righteoufnefs. 
 And keep;; his own in perfect peace, 
 
 And eveflafting reft. 
 
 5 O that I might at once go up, 
 No more on this fide Jordan ftop, 
 
 But now the land pcflefs ; 
 This moment end my legal years, 
 Sorrows, and fins, and doubts, and fears, 
 
 An howling wilde.mefs [ 
 $ Now. O my Jofliua, bring me in, 
 Caft oat thy foes, the- inbred fin, 
 
 The carnal mind remove ; 
 The purchale of thy death divide, 
 And O, with all the fan&ify'd, ' 
 
 Give me a let of love ! 
 
AND PKAVE*. 
 
 HYMN XLVI. 
 
 1 /*"*i OD of all grace and majcfty,, 
 VJK" Supremely great and good, 
 If I have mercy founi with thee, 
 
 Through the atoning blood ; 
 * The guard of all thy mercies give. 
 And to my pardon join 
 A fear, left I fhculd ever grieve 
 Thy gracious Spirit divine. 
 
 2 If mercy is indeed with thee, 
 
 May I obedient prove, 
 Nor e'er abufe my liberty, 
 
 Or fin again ft thy love : 
 This choiceft fruit of faith befto\T 
 
 On a poor fojoumer ; 
 And let me pafs my days below, 
 
 In humblenefs and fear. 
 
 3 Still may I walk as in thy fight, 
 
 My ftricl obferver fee ; 
 And thou, by rey'rent love, units 
 
 My child-like heart to thee : 
 Still let me, till my days are pad, 
 
 At J^fu's feet abide ; 
 -So fhall he lift me up at hft, 
 
 And feat me by his fide. 
 
 HYMN XLVH. C. M. 
 
 WANT a principle, within, 
 Of jealous godly fear, 
 A fenfibility of fin, 
 A pain to feel i$ near. 
 
52 SUPPLICATION 
 
 2 That I from thee no more may part, 
 
 No move thy goodnefs grieve, 
 The filial awe, the loving heart, 
 The tender conference give. 
 
 3 Quick as the Apple of an eye, 
 
 O God, my confeieuce make, 
 Awake my foul, when fin is nigh, 
 And keep it ftili awake. 
 
 4 If to the right or left T ftnrp, 
 
 That moment, Lord, reprove, 
 And let me weep my life away, 
 For having griev'd thy love. 
 
 5 O ! may the leaft omiffion pain 
 
 My well-inftructeJ foul ; 
 And drive me to the blood again-, 
 Which makes the wounded whob. 
 
 H Y M N XLVIII. S. M. 
 
 1 1\/TY God, my life, my love, 
 JJVJL To thee, to thee I call ; 
 I cannot live if thou remove, 
 
 Tor thou art ail in alt. 
 
 2 Thy fhining grace can cheer 
 
 This dungeon where I dwell : 
 'Tis paradife when thou art here, 
 If I'aoii depart, 'tis hell. 
 
 3 The fmi lings of thy face 
 
 How amiable they are ! 
 'Tis heav'n to reft: in thine embrace, 
 And no where elfe but there. 
 
AND PP.AYER. 
 
 4 To thee, and thee alone, 
 
 The angels owe their blifs ; 
 They fit around thy gracious throne, 
 And dwell where Jefus is. 
 
 5 Not all the harps above 
 
 Can make a heav'nly place, 
 If God his refidence remove, 
 Or but conceal his face, 
 
 6 Nor earth, nor all the' iky, 
 
 Can one delight afford ; 
 No, not one drop of real joy, 
 Without thy prefence, Lord. 
 
 7 Thou art the fea of love, 
 
 Where all my pleafures roll ; 
 The circle where my paffions move, 
 And centre of my foul. 
 
 $ To thee my fpiritsfly 
 
 With infinite defire : 
 And yet how far from thee Hie 1 
 Bear Jefus, raife me high'r. 
 
 H Y M N XLIX. L. M. 
 
 1 1[" Xhirft, thou wounded Lamb of God, 
 JL To wafli me in thy cleanfing blood ; 
 To dwell within thy wounds ; then pain 
 Is fweet, and life or death is gain. 
 
 2 Take my poor heart, and let it be 
 For ever clos'd to all but thee 1 
 Seal thou my bread, and let me wear 
 That pledge of love for ever there. 
 E 2. 
 
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54 SUPPLICATION 
 
 3 How bleft are they who Rill abide 
 Clofe Ihelter'd in thy bleeding Tide ! 
 Who life and ftrength from thence derive, 
 And by thee move, and in thee live. 
 
 4 What are our works but fin and death, 
 Till thou thy quickening Spirit breathe : 
 Thou giv'ftthe pow'r thy grace to move, 
 O wond'rous grace ! O boundieis love ! 
 
 5 How can it be. thou heav'nly King, 
 Thnt thou fhould'ft us to glory bring ; 
 Make flaves the partners of thy throne, 
 Deck'd with a never-fading - crown ? 
 
 6 Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o'erflow, 
 Our words are loft, nor will we know, 
 Nor will we think of aught befide, 
 
 " My Lord, my love, is crucify'd." 
 -7 Ah ! Lord, enlarge our fcanty thought, 
 
 To know the wonders thou haft wrought ; 
 
 Unloofe our ftamin'ring tongues to tell 
 
 Thy love irnmenfe, unsearchable 1 
 S Firft-born of many brethren thou, 
 
 To thee, lo ! all our fouls we bow ; 
 
 To thee our hearts and hands we give ; 
 
 Thine may we die., thine may we live. 
 
 H Y M N L. 
 
 1 QAVTOUR, the world's and mine, 
 k3 Was ever grief like thine? 
 Thou my pain, my cur!- haft took, 
 
 All my fins were laid on thee ; 
 Help me, Lord, to thee I look ; 
 
 Draw me, Saviour, after thee, 
 
AND PRAYER. 5 
 
 2 To love is -all mywifii, 
 
 I only live for this ; 
 Grant me, Lord, my heart's defire, 
 
 Ever there by faith to dwell : 
 This I always will require. 
 
 Thee, and only thee to feel. 
 
 3 Thy pow'r I pant to prove, 
 
 Rooted and fix'd in love : 
 Strengthen'*! by thy Spirit's might, 
 
 Wife to fathom things divine ; 
 What the length, and breadth, and height, 
 
 What the depth of love like thine. 
 
 4 Ah give me this to know, 
 
 With all thy faints below ; 
 Swells my foul to corripafs thee ; 
 
 Gafps in thee to live and move : 
 Fili'd with all the Deity, 
 
 All immers'dand loft in love ! 
 
 HYMN LI. C. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, thou all redeeming Lord, 
 Jj Thy bleffing we implore, 
 Open the door to preach thy word, 
 
 The great, effectual door. 
 
 2 Gather the outcafls in, and fave 
 
 From fin and Satan's pow'r 1 
 And let them now acceptance have, 
 And know their gracious hour. 
 
 3 Lover of fouls, thou knowTt to prize 
 
 What thou hafl bought fo dear : 
 Come then, and in thy people's eyes, 
 With all thy wounds appear 1 
 
56 SUPPLICATION 
 
 4 Appear, as when of old confeft, 
 
 The fuff'ring Son of God ; 
 And let them fee thee in thy veil 
 But newly dipt in blood. 
 
 5 The ftony from their hearts remove, 
 
 Thou who for all haft dy'd ; 
 Shew them the tokens of thy love. 
 Thy feet, thy hsnds, thy fide ! 
 
 6 Thy feet were naiPd to yonder tree, 
 
 To trample down their fin ; 
 Thy hands they all 'tretch'd out may fee. 
 To take thy murd'rers in. 
 
 7 Thy fide an open fountain is, 
 
 Where all may freely go, 
 Ana drink the living flreains of blifs, 
 And wafh them white as fnow. 
 
 t Heady thou art the blood t' apply, 
 And prove the record true ; 
 And all thy wounds to tinners cry, 
 " I fuffer'd this for you !" 
 
 H Y M N LII. 
 
 1 T EADER of faithful fouls, and guide 
 
 1 A Of all that travel to the fky, 
 Come, and with us, even us abide, 
 Who would on thee alone rely ; 
 On thee alone our fpirksftay, 
 While held in life's uneven way. 
 
 2 Strangers and pilgrims here below, 
 
 This earth we know 7 is not our place ; 
 
ANI) PRAYER. 57 
 
 We haften through the vale of woe ; 
 
 And refllefs to behold thy face, 
 Swift to our heav'nly country move.*. 
 Our everlaftmg home above. 
 
 3 "We've no abiding city here, 
 
 But fcek a city out of fight ; 
 Thither our Ready courfe we fieer, 
 
 Afpiring to the plains of light; 
 Jerufalem, the faints' abode ; 
 Whole founder is the living God. 
 
 4 Patient th' appointed race to run, 
 
 This weary world we leave behind ; 
 From ftrength to ftrength we travel on, 
 
 The new Jerufalem to find : 
 Our labour this, our only aim, 
 To find the new Jerufakm. 
 
 5 Thro' thee, who allourfms had borne$ 
 
 Freely and gracioufly forgiv'n, 
 With fongs, to Zion we return, 
 
 Contending for our native heav'ii : 
 That palace of our glorious King : 
 We find it nearer while we bng. 
 
 6 Rais'd by the breath of love divine, 
 
 We urge our way with ftrength renew'd ;• 
 The church of the firft-born to join. 
 
 We travel to the mount of God ; 
 With joy upon our heads we rife, 
 To meet our Saviour in the ikies. 
 
 H Y M N LTII. 
 1 OON of God. if thy free grace 
 O Again hr.th rais'd me up, 
 Call'd me ftill to feek thy face, 
 And giv'n me back my hope ; 
 
58 SUPPLICATION 
 
 Still thy timely help afford, 
 
 And all thy loving kindnefs Pnow ; 
 Keep me, keep me', gracious Lord, 
 And never let me goi 
 2 By me, O my Saviour, (rand 
 In lore temptation's hour ! 
 Save me with thine out-ftretch'd hand, 
 
 And ftvew forth all thy pow'r : 
 O be mindful of thy word, 
 
 Thy all luliicient grace beftow : 
 Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, 
 And never let me gov 
 S Give me, Lord, a holy fear, 
 And fix it in my heart, 
 That I may from evil near, 
 With fpeedy care depart : 
 Sin be more than hell abhorr'd, 
 
 Till thou deftroy the tyrant foe ; 
 Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, 
 And never let me go. 
 4 Never let inc leave thy bread, 
 Nor from my Saviour ft ray ; 
 Thou art my fupport and reft, 
 
 My true and living way : 
 My exceeding great reward, 
 
 In heav'n above, and earth below: 
 Keep me, keep me, gracious £»ord, 
 And never let mc go* 
 
 II Y M N LIV. 
 I ' ' ORD J and is thine anger gone 1 
 JL* And art thou pactfy'd ? 
 After all that I have done, 
 lX;ft thou no lomrer chide ? 
 
AND PRAYER. 
 
 Infinite thy mercies are ; 
 
 Beneath the weight & cannot move : 
 O, 'tis more than 1 can bear, 
 
 The fenfe of pard'ning love ! 
 
 2 Let it dill my heart conftrain, 
 
 And all my p2lIions fway j 
 Keep me> left 1 turn again 
 
 Out of the- narrow way ; 
 Force my vi'lence to be ftill, 
 
 And captivate my ev'ry thought ; 
 Charm, and melt, and change my will, 
 
 And bring me down to nought. 
 
 :1 If I have begun once* more 
 
 Thy fweet return to tee! ; 
 Jf ev'n now I find thy povv'r 
 
 Prefent my foul to heal ; 
 Still and quiet may 1 lie, 
 
 Nor ftruggle out of thine embrace ; 
 Never mpre refitt, or fly 
 
 From tky purfuing grace. 
 
 4 To the crofs, thine altar, bind 
 
 Me with the cords of love j 
 Freedom let me never rind 
 
 From my dear Lord to move ; -. 
 That I never, never more 
 
 May with my much lov'd Matter part, 
 To the potts of mercy's door, 
 
 O nail my willing hearty 
 
 5 See my utter helpleffhefs, 
 
 And leave me not alone, 
 O preferve in perfect peace, 
 And leal me for thine own ? 
 
60 SUPPLICATION 
 
 More and more tlmfelf reveal, 
 Thy prefence leWhe always find : 
 
 Comfort, and confirm, and heal, 
 My feeble fin-fick mind. 
 
 $ As the 2pplc of an eye, v 
 
 Thy weakeft fervant keep ; 
 Help me at thy feet to lie, 
 
 And there for ever weep : 
 Tears of joy mine eyes o'erfiow, 
 
 Tint I have any hope of heav'n.; 
 Much of love I ought to know, 
 
 For I have much forgiv'n. 
 
 II Y M N LV. 
 
 1 r I ^HEE will I love, my flrength, my tow';-, 
 
 JL Thee will I love, my joy my crown j 
 Thee will I love with all my ncw'r, 
 
 In all my works and thee alone : 
 Thee will I love, till the pure fire 
 Fill my whole foul with chafte defire. 
 
 2 Ah 1 why did I fo late thee know, 
 
 Thee, lovelier than the fons of men ! 
 Ah ! why did I no fooner go 
 
 To thee, the only eafe in pain ? 
 Afham'd I figh and inly mourn, 
 That I fo late to thee did turn. 
 
 3 In darknefs willingly I ftray'd ; 
 
 I fought thee, yet from thee I rov'd ; 
 Far wide my waud'ring thoughts were ipread, 
 
 Thy creatures more than thee I tov'd i 
 And now if more at length I fee, 
 "^Tis thro' thy light and comes from the;. 
 
AND PRAYET.. 61 
 
 4 I thank thee, uncreatwLSim, 
 
 That thy bright beams on me have Ihin'd ; 
 I thank thee, who haft overthrown 
 
 My foes, and heal'd my wounded mind : 
 I thank thee, whofe enliv'ning voice 
 Bids my freed heart in thee rejoice. 
 
 5 Uphold me in the doubtful race, 
 
 Norfuffer me again to ftray ; 
 Strengthen my feet with fteady pace, 
 
 Still to prefs forward in the way ; 
 My fool and flefh, O Lord of might, 
 Fill, fatiate with thy heav'nly light. 
 
 HYMN LVI. C. M. 
 
 1 TNFINITE, unexhaufted love ! 
 JL Jafus and love are one ; 
 
 ]f ft ill to me thy bowels move, 
 They are reflrain'd to none. 
 
 2 What fhall I do my God to love ? 
 
 My loving God to praife ? 
 The length, and breadth, and height, to prove, 
 And d-p^h of ibvVeign grace ? 
 S Thy fov'reign grace to all extends, 
 Immenfe and unconfin'd ; 
 From age tp age it never ends, 
 It reaches all mankind. 
 4 Throughout the world its breadth is known, 
 Wide ; 4 ;. infinity : 
 So wide, it never pafs'd by one, 
 Or it had pafs'd byfne. 
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62 SUPPLICATION 
 
 5 My trefpafs was grown up to heav'n ; 
 
 But far abovedBfc fides ! 
 In Chrift abundantly forgiv'n, 
 I fee thy mercies rife ! 
 
 6 The depth of all-redeeming* love, 
 
 W-hat angel tongue can tell ? 
 O may 1 to the utmoft prove 
 The gift unfpeakable ! 
 
 7 Come quickly, gracious Lord, and take 
 
 Poffcilion of thine own ! 
 My longing heart vouchfafe to make 
 Thiae everlafting throne 1 
 
 8 AfTert thy claim, maintain thy right, 
 
 Come quickly from above : 
 And fink me to perfection's height, 
 The depth of humble love. 
 
 H Y M N LVII. C. 3VL 
 
 1 S^ OME, Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft, 
 V>i One God in perfoifs three, 
 
 Bring back the heavenly bleffing loft 
 By all mankind and me. 
 
 2 Thy favour, and thy nature too, 
 
 To me, to all reftore ; 
 Forgive, and after God renew, 
 And keep me evermore. 
 
 3 Eternal Sun of Righteoufnefs, 
 
 Di Inlay thy beams divine, 
 And caufe the glories of thy face, 
 Upon my heart to fhine. 
 
AND PRATER 
 
 4 Light in thy light, O may I fee, 
 
 Thy grace and mercy prove ! 
 Reviv'd, and cheer'd, andbleft by thee, 
 The God of pard'ning love ! 
 
 5 Lift up thy countenance ferene, 
 
 And let thy happy child 
 Behold, without, a cloud between, 
 The Godhead reconcil'd. 
 
 6 That all-comprifmg peace beftov 
 
 On me, through gratis forgiv'n; 
 The joys of holinefs below, 
 And then the joys of heav'n I 
 
 HYMN LVIII. 
 
 1 f\ ALMIGHTY God of love, 
 
 \J Thy holy arm difplay ! 
 Send me fuccour from above, 
 
 In this my evil day ; 
 Arm my weaknefs with thy pow'r, 
 
 Woman's feed appear within 1 
 Be my fafeguard and my tow'r 
 
 Againft the face of firt. 
 
 2 Hock, of my falvation, hafte, 
 
 Extend thy ample fhade, 
 Let it over me be caft, 
 
 And fcreen my naked head : 
 Save me from the trying hour : 
 • Thou my lure protection be : 
 Shelter me from Satan's power, 
 
 Till I am fix'u on thee. 
 5 Set upon the Rock my feet, 
 
 And make me furely Hand ; 
 From temptations' rage and he?.:, 
 
 Cover me with thiiie hand : 
 
64 SUPPLICATION 
 
 Let me in thy cleft be plac'd ; 
 
 Never from my fence remove ; 
 In thine arms of love embrac'cl, 
 
 Of everlafling love. 
 
 H Y M N LIX. L. M. 
 
 1 /^(OME, Saviour, Jefus, from above ! 
 V_>£ Aflift me with thy heav'nly grace ; 
 Empty my heart of earthly love, 
 
 And for thyielf prepare the place. 
 
 2 O let thy facred prefence fill, 
 
 And fet my longing fpirit free ! 
 "Which pants to have no other will, 
 But night and day to feaft on thee. 
 
 3 While in this region here below, 
 
 No other good will I purfue : 
 I'll bid this world of noiie and mew, 
 With all its glitt 'ring fnarcs, adieu. 
 
 A> That path with humble fpeed I'll feek, 
 In which my Saviour's footfteps mine ; 
 Nor will I hear, nor will I fpeak, 
 Of any other love but thine. 
 
 5 Henceforth may no profane delight 
 
 Divide this confecrated foul : 
 Polfels it thou who haft the right, 
 As Lord and MaPcer of the whole. 
 
 6 Nothing on earth do I defire, 
 
 But thy pure love within my bread ; 
 This, only this, will I require, 
 And freely give up all the red. 
 
AND PRAYER. 60 
 
 H Y M N LX. S. M. 
 
 1 ►" J ^HE praying fpirit breathe, 
 
 1 The watching pow'r impart ; 
 From all entanglements beneath 
 
 Call of my peaceful heart j 
 My feeble mind fuitain, 
 
 By worldly thoughts oppreft ; 
 Appear and bid me turn again 
 
 To my eternal re It. 
 
 2 Swift to my refcue come, 
 
 Thine own this moment feize, 
 Gather my wand'ring fpirit home, 
 
 And keep in perfect peace : 
 Suffcr'd no more to rove 
 
 O'er all the earth abroad, 
 Arreft the pris'ner of thy love, 
 
 And ftiut me up m God. 
 
 H Y M N LXI. C. M. 
 
 1 O HEPHERD divine, our wants relieve, 
 KJ In this our evil day ; 
 
 To all thy tempted foll'wcrs give 
 The pow'r to watch and pray. 
 
 2 Long as our fi'ry trials lalt, 
 
 Long as the crofs we bear ; 
 O let our fouls on thee be call 
 Innever-ceuiir.gpray'r 1 
 
 3 The fpirit of interceding grace 
 
 Give us in faith to claim ; 
 To wreftle till we fee ihy face, 
 And know thy hidden name. 
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 66 SUPPLICATION 
 
 4 Till thou thyperfeft love impart, 
 
 Till thou thyfelf bellow ; 
 Be this the cry of ev'ry heart, 
 I will not let thee go. 
 
 5 I will not let thee go, unlefs 
 
 Thou tell thy name to me ; 
 With all thy great falvation blefs 
 And make me all like thee. 
 
 6 Then let me on the mountain-top, 
 
 Behold thy open face ; 
 Where faith in figbt is i\v allow 'tl up, 
 And pray'r in endlefs praife. 
 H V M N LXI. S. M. 
 ESUS, my ftreiigth, my hope, 
 On thee I call my cave, 
 With humble confidence look up, 
 
 And know thou heard my pray'r 
 Give me on thee to wak, 
 
 Till I can ail things do, 
 On thee, Almighty to create, 
 Almighty to renew. 
 I wanf a fober mind, 
 A felf-renotinctmg will 
 That tramples down and cafte behind, 
 
 The baits of pleating ill : 
 A foul inur'd to pain, 
 
 To hard (hip, grief, and lofs ; 
 Bold to take up, firm to fuftain, 
 The con ice rated crofs 
 I want ;i godly fear, 
 A quick difeerning eye, 
 That looks to thee when fin is near, 
 And fees the tempter fly ; 
 
AND PRAYER. 67 
 
 A fpirit Hill prepar'd, 
 
 And arm'd with jealous care, 
 For ever (landing on its guard. 
 
 And watching unto prav'r. 
 I want a heart to pray, 
 
 To pray and never ceafe, 
 Never to murmur at thy fray. 
 
 Or wifh my fuff 'rings lefs: 
 This bldEng above all — 
 
 Always to pray I want, 
 Out of the deep on thee to call. 
 
 And never, never faint. 
 
 5 I want a true regard, 
 
 A (ingle, fteady aim, 
 Unmov'd by threatening or reward, 
 
 To thee and thy great name ; 
 A jealous, jufi: concern 
 
 For thine immortal praife ; 
 A pure defire that all may learn, 
 
 And glorify thy grace. 
 
 6 I reft upon thy word, 
 
 The i ro: li e is for me : 
 
 M; Jvation, Lord, 
 
 Sh; . :ome from thee : 
 
 But i. ill abide, 
 
 * i oir. my h n° remove, 
 
 Till thou my patient Spirit guide 
 
 Into th; perfect love. 
 
 H Y M N LXIII. 
 1 TTELP. Lord, to whom for help I fly; 
 JLA. And dill my tempted foul (land bv, 
 Throughout the evil day j 
 
6S surn.iCATio:* 
 
 The facred watchfulneft impart, 
 And keep the itffues of my heart, 
 And flir me up to pray. 
 
 £ My foul with' thy whole armour arm, 
 In each approach of I'm, alarm, 
 
 And fhew the danger near ; 
 Surround, fuftain, and fhengthen me, 
 And till with godly jealoufy, 
 A n d fan ct i f v i n g fe ar. 
 
 3 Whene'er my carelefs hands hang down, 
 O let me fee thy gath-'ring frown, 
 
 And feel thy warning eye ; 
 And ftarting, cry. from ruin's brink, 
 Save, Tefus, or I yield, [ link I 
 
 O fave me, or I die ! 
 
 4 If near the pit I raflily dray, 
 Before I .wholly fail away, 
 
 .- keen conviction a art ; 
 Recall me by that pitying ! ■ ■ k, 
 That kindupbr: ng glance, which broke 
 Unfaithful Fet . '•; heart. 
 
 5 I n n ) e thin e u tmo ft m e re y fh 3 w , 
 And make me hue ; low, 
 
 Unblamable in grace : 
 Uead\ j repar'd and fitted here, 
 By perfect holinefs t' appear 
 
 Before thy glorious face. 
 
 H Y M N LX1V. L. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, my Saviour, Brother, Friend, 
 j On whom I caft my t\'r/ ca:c, 
 On v. bom for all things I depend, 
 Infpire, and then accept my pray 'r. 
 
AND PRAYER. 69 
 
 2 If I have tafted of thy grace, 
 
 The grace that lure falvation brings ; 
 If with me now thy Spirit ft ays', 
 
 And hov'ring, hides me with his wings; 
 
 3 StHI let him with my weaknefs fray, 
 
 Nor for a moment's fpace depart: , 
 Evil and danger turn away, 
 
 And keep till he renews my heart. 
 
 4 When to the right or left I ftray, 
 
 His voice behind me may I hear, 
 " Return, and walk in Chrift thy way, 
 " Fly back to Chrift, for fin is near." 
 
 5 His facred unci: on from above, 
 
 Ee (till my comforter and guide ; 
 Till all the ftony he remove, 
 And in my loving heart rende. 
 
 6 Je r us, I fain would walk in thee, 
 
 From nature's ev'ty path retreat : 
 Thou art my way, my leader be, 
 And fet upon the Rock my feet. 
 
 7 Uphold me, Saviour, or I fail ; 
 
 O reach me out thy gracious hand ! 
 Only on thee for help I call ; 
 Only by faith in thee I {land. 
 
 HYMN LXV. S. M. 
 
 1 /\ CHARGE to keep I have : 
 
 ll A God to glorify ; 
 
 A never-dying foul to fave, 
 And fit it for the Iky ; 
 
70 SUPPLICATION 
 
 To ferve the pre fen t age, 
 
 My calling to fulfil ; 
 O may it all my pow'rs engage 
 
 To do my Mailer's will. 
 
 2 Arm me with jealous care, 
 
 As in thy fight to live ; 
 And O thy iervant, Lord, prepare 
 
 A ftri& account to give : 
 Help me to watch and pray, 
 
 And on thyfelf rely : 
 Aflur'd if T my truft betray, 
 
 I fhall for ever die. 
 
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 '« H Y M N LXVI. . 
 
 E it my only wifdom here. 
 To ferve the Lord with filial fear, 
 
 With loving gratitude ; 
 Superior fenfe may I dilplay, 
 By fluinning ev'ry evil way, 
 
 And walking in the good. 
 
 That I may ftill from fin depart, 
 A wife and underfhmding heart, 
 
 Jcfus, to me be giv'n ! 
 And let me through thy Spirit know.. 
 To glorify my God below, 
 
 And find my way to heav'n. 
 
 I Y M N LXVII. S. M. 
 
 OD of almighty love, 
 By whole fufficient grace, 
 my heart to things above, 
 \ud humbly feek thy face ; 
 
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AND PRAYER. 7\ 
 
 Thro' Jefus Chrift the juft, 
 My faint .defire receive, 
 And let me in thy goodnefs truit, 
 And to thy glory live. 
 Whate'er I lay or do, 
 Thy glory be my aim ; 
 My off'rings all be oftet'd through 
 The ever-bit: fled name ; 
 Jefus, my fjngle eye 
 Be fix'd on thee alone ; 
 Thy name be prais'd on earth, on high ; 
 Thy will by all be done. 
 Spirit of faith, infpire 
 My confecrated heart ; 
 Fill me with pure celeftial fire, 
 With all thou haft and art ; 
 My feeble mind transform, 
 And, perfectly renew 'd, 
 Into a faint exalt a worm : 
 A worm exalt to God ! 
 
 HYMN LXVI1T. S. M. 
 
 THE thing my God doth hate, 
 That I no more may do, 
 Thy creature, Lord, again create, 
 And all my foul renew ; 
 My foul mall then, like thine, 
 Abhor the thing unclean, 
 And fanclify'd by love divine, 
 For ever ceafe from fin, 
 That blelTed law of thine, 
 Jefus, to me impart ; 
 Thy Spirit's law of life divine, 
 O write it in my heart 1 
 
72 SUPPLICATION 
 
 Implant it deep within, 
 
 Whence it may ne'er remove, 
 
 The Uw of liberty from fin, 
 The perfect laiv of love, 
 
 3 Thy nature be my law, 
 Thy fpotlefs faft&ity, 
 And fweetly ev'ry moment draw 
 My happy foul to thee ; 
 Soul of my foul remain, 
 Who didft for all fulfil, 
 In me, O Lord, fulfil again 
 
 Thy htav'nly Father's will. 
 
 H Y M N LXIX. C. M. 
 
 1 f^\ FOR a heait to praife my God, 
 V_>/ A heart from fin fet ftee I 
 
 A heart that always feels thy blood, 
 Sj freely fptit for me« 
 
 2 A In-art rcfign'd, fubmifTive, meek, 
 
 My great Rrdeen.er's throne ; 
 Where only Chrilt is heard to fpeak, 
 Where Tefus reigns alone. 
 
 3 O for a lowly contrite* heart, 
 
 Believing, true and clean ! 
 Which neither life nor death can part 
 From him that dwells within. 
 
 4 A heart in ev'ry thought renew'd, 
 
 And full of love divine : 
 Perfect, and right, and pyre, and good, 
 A copy, Lord, of thine. 
 
AND PRAYER. 73 
 
 5 Thy tender heart is ft ill the fame, 
 
 And melts at human woe : 
 Jefus, for thee diftrefs'd I am, 
 I want thy love to know. 
 
 6 My heart, thou know'ft, can never reft, 
 
 Till thou create my peace, 
 Till of my Eden repoffeiVd ; 
 From ev'ry fin I c^afe. 
 
 7 Fruit of thy gracious lips on me 
 
 Bellow, that peace unknown, 
 The hidden manna, and the tree 
 
 Of life, and the white {lone. 
 $ Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart, 
 
 Gome quickly from above ; 
 Write thy new name upon my heart, 
 
 Thy new, beft name of love. 
 
 HYMN LXX. 
 
 1 ry^HOU hidden love of God, whofe height, 
 
 1 Whofe depth unfathom'd, no man knows ; 
 I fee from far thy beauteous light, 
 
 I only figh for thy repofe : 
 My heart is pain'd, nor can it be 
 At reft, till it finds reft in thee. 
 
 2 Thy fecret voice invites me flill 
 
 The fweetnefs of thy yoke to prove ; 
 And fain I would, but though my will 
 
 Seems fix'd, yet wide my paffions rove ; 
 Yet hindrances ftrew all the way : 
 1 aim at thee, yet from thee ftray. 
 
 3 'Tis mercy all, that thou haft brought 
 
 My mind to feek her peace in thee ; 
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74 SUPPLICATION 
 
 Yet while I feek and find thee not, 
 
 No peace my wand'ring foul fliall fe 
 O .when fhall all my wand'rings end, 
 And all my fter*; to thee-ward tend ? 
 
 4 Is there a thing beneath the fun, 
 
 That drives with thee my heart to {hare ? 
 Ah ! tear it thence, and reign alone, 
 
 The Lordofev'ry motion there ! 
 Then fhall my heart from earth be free, 
 Whefi it hath found repofe in thee. 
 
 5 Each moment draw, from earth away, 
 
 My heart that lowly waits thy call ; 
 Speak to my inmoft foul and fay, 
 
 " I am thy Love, thy God, thy All 1" 
 To feel thy pow'r, to hear thy voice, 
 To taile thy love, be all my choice. 
 
 HYMN LXXI. C. M. 
 
 1 TT'OR. ever here my reft fhall be, 
 JC Clofe to thy bleeding fide ; 
 'Tis all my hope, and all my pleaj, 
 
 For me the Saviour dy'd. 
 
 2 My dying Saviour, and my God, 
 
 Fountain for guilt and Gn, 
 Sprinkle me ever with thy biocd, 
 And cleanfe and kee-p me clean. 
 
 3 Wafh me, and make me thus thine ow : ■ 
 
 Warn me, and mine thoU art : 
 Warn me, but not my feet alone, 
 My hands, my head, my heart. 
 
 At- Th* atonement of thy blood apply, 
 Till faith to fight improve ; 
 
AND PllAYElt. 75 
 
 Till hope in full fruition die, 
 And all my ibul be love. 
 
 HYMN LXXII. C. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, my life, thyfelf apply 
 J Thy holy Spirit breathe : 
 My vile affections crucify, 
 
 Conform me to thy death. 
 
 2 Conqu'ror of hell, and earth, and fin, 
 
 Still with the rebel drive ; 
 Enter my foul and work within, 
 And kill and make alive. 
 
 3 More of thy life, and more I have, 
 
 As the old Adam dies : 
 Bury me, Saviour in thy grave, 
 That I with thee may rife. 
 
 4 Reign in me. Lord, thy foes controul, 
 
 Who would not own thy fway ; 
 Diffufe thine image through my foul, 
 Shine to the perfect day. 
 
 5 Scatter, the lad: remains of fin, 
 
 And feal me thine abode ; 
 O make me glorious all within, 
 A tesnple built by God. 
 
 H Y M.N LXXII. 
 
 OLY Lamb, who thee receive, 
 Who in thee begin to live, 
 Day and night they cry to thee, 
 As thou art, lb let us be. 
 Jefus, fee my panting bread: 
 See, I pant in thee to reft ; 
 Gladly would I now be clean ; 
 Cleanfe me now from ev'ry (in. 
 
76 SUPPLICATION 
 
 3 Fix, O fix my wav'ring mind I 
 To thy croft my fpirit bind ; 
 Earthly paflions far remove ; 
 Swallow up my foul in love. 
 
 4 Dufl and allies though we be, 
 Full of guilt and mifery, 
 Thine wc are, thou Son of God, 
 Take the purchafe of thy blood. 
 
 5 Who in heart on thee believes, 
 He th' atonement now receires : 
 Ke with joy beholds thy face, 
 Triumphs in thy pard'ning grace. 
 
 6 See, ye finners, fee the flame, 
 Rifing from the flaughter'd Lamh, 
 Mark the new, the living way, 
 Leading to eternal day. 
 
 7 Jefus, when this light we fee, 
 All our fouls do thirft for thee ; 
 When thy quick'ning pow'r we prove, 
 All our hearts clifiolve in love. 
 
 8 Boundlefs wifdom, pow'r divine, 
 Love unlpeakable are thine : 
 Praife by all to thee be giv'n, 
 Sons of earth, and hods ofheav'n. 
 
 HYMN LXXIV. 
 
 ] TESU5, thou art my King, 
 j To me thy fiiecour bring : 
 Chrift, the mighty one art thou, 
 
 Help for all on thee is laid; 
 Tliis thy word I claim it now, 
 
 Send me now the promis'd aid. 
 
AND PRAYER. 77 
 
 2 High on thy Father's throne, 
 O look with pity down ! 
 
 Help, O help ! attend my call, 
 
 Captive lead captivity ; 
 King of glory, Lord of all, 
 
 Chrift, the Lord, be King to me. 
 
 3 I pant to feel thy fway, 
 And only thee t' obey : 
 
 Thee my fpirit gafps to meet ; 
 
 This my one, my ceafelefs pray'r, 
 Make, O make my heart thy feat 1 
 
 O fet up thy kingdom there I 
 
 4 Triumph and reign in me, 
 And fpread thy victory : 
 
 Hell, and death, and fin controul, 
 Pride, and wrath, and ev'ry foe ; 
 
 All fubdue : through all my foul, 
 Conqu'ring and to conquer go. 
 
 H Y M N LXXV. G. M, 
 
 1 "J '•" OR.D, I believe thy ev'ry word, 
 
 I, a Thy ev'ry promife true : 
 And lo ! I wait on thee, my Lord, 
 Till I my firength renew. 
 
 2 If in this feeble flefh I nay, 
 
 A while (hew forth thy praife, 
 Jefus, fupport the tott'ring clay, 
 And lengthen out my days. 
 
 3 If fuch a worm as I, can fpread 
 
 The common Saviour's name, 
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78 SUPPLICATION 
 
 Let him who rais'd thee from the dead, 
 (Quicken my mortal frame. 
 
 4 Still let me live thy blood to mow, 
 
 Which purges ev'ry (lain ; 
 
 And gladly linger out below, 
 
 A few more years in pain. 
 
 5 Spare me. till I my ftrength of foul, 
 
 Till I thy love retrieve ; 
 Till faith fhall make my fpirit whole, 
 And perfect foundnefs give. 
 
 6 For this in fteadfaft hope I wait, 
 
 Now Loid, my foul reftore ; 
 Now the new heav'ns and earth create, 
 And T Oiall fin no more. 
 
 R Y M N LXXVI. 
 
 OVE divine, all loves excelling, 
 Joy of heav'n to earth come down ; 
 Fix in us thy humble dwelling, 
 
 Alt thy faithful mercies crown ; 
 Jefus thou art all companion, 
 
 Pure unbounded love thou art ; 
 Vi fit ua with thy Salvation, 
 Enter ev'ry trembling heart. 
 
 2 Breathe, O breathe thy loving Spirit 
 
 Into ev'ry troubled breaft ! 
 Let us all in thee inherit. 
 
 Let us find that fecor.d reft : 
 Take away our bent of finning, 
 
 Alpha and Omega be, 
 End of faith as its beginning, 
 
 Set our hearts at liberty. 
 
AND PP.AYER. 7D 
 
 Come, Almighty to deliver, 
 
 Let us all thy grace receive, 
 Suddenly return, and never, 
 
 Never more thy temples leave ; 
 Thee we would he always bleffmg, 
 
 Serve thee as thy hods above, 
 Pray and praife thee without ceafing, 
 
 Glory in thy perfect love. 
 
 Finifli then thy new creation, 
 
 Pure and fpotlefs let us be ; 
 Let us fee thy great falvation, 
 
 Perfectly relior'd in thee ; 
 Chang'd from glory into glory, 
 
 Till in beav'n we take our place, 
 Till we call our crowns before thee, 
 
 Loft in wonder, love, and praife 1 
 
 HYMN LXXVII. L. M. 
 
 OTHAT my load of fin were gone ! 
 O that I could at lafl fubmit, 
 At Jefu's feet, to lay it down ! 
 To lay my foul at Jefu's feet ! 
 
 Reft for my foul I long to find : 
 Saviour of all, if mine thou art. 
 
 Give me thy meek and lowly mind, 
 A?nd flamp thine image on my heart. 
 
 Break off the yoke of inbred fin, 
 
 And fully let my fpiritfree ; 
 I cannot reft, till pure within, 
 
 Till I am whollv loft in thee. 
 
•if) SUPPLICATION 
 
 4 Fain would I learn of thee, my God ; 
 
 Thy light and eaiy burden prove, 
 The crefs, all ftain'd with hallow'd blood, 
 The labour of thy dying love. 
 
 5 I would ; but thou mud give the pow'r ; 
 
 My heart from ev'ry fin releafe; 
 Bring near, bring near the joyful hour, 
 And fill me with thy perfect peace. 
 
 6 Come, Lord, the drooping firmer cheer, 
 
 Nor let thy chariot-wheels delay ; 
 Appear in my poor heart, appear ; 
 My God, my Saviour, come away ! 
 
 HYMN LXXVIII. 
 
 1 T IGHTof life, feraphic fire, 
 
 i J Love divine, thyfelf impart ; 
 Ev'ry fainting foul infpire ; 
 
 Shine in ev'ry drooping heart : 
 Ev'ry mournful finner cheer ; 
 
 Scatter all our guilty gloom : 
 Son of God, appear, appear 1 
 
 To thy human temples come. 
 
 2 Come in this accepted hour ; 
 
 Bring thy heav'nly kingdom in ; 
 Fill us with thy glorious pow'r, 
 
 Rooting out the feeds of fin : 
 Nothing more can we require ; 
 
 We will covet nothing lefs ; 
 Be thou all our hearts' defire, 
 
 All our joy, and all our peace. 
 
AND PRAYER. 
 
 HYMN LXXIX. 
 
 T f^\ OD of all-redeeming grace, 
 vJX By thy pard'ning love compell'd, 
 Up to thee our fouls we raife, 
 
 Up to thee our bodies yield ; 
 Thou our facrifice receive, 
 
 Acceptable through thy Son, 
 While to thee alone we live, 
 
 While we die to thee alone. 
 
 2 Meet it is andjuft and right, 
 
 That we fliould be wholly thine ; 
 In thy only will unite, 
 
 In thy bleiled feryice join : 
 O that ev'ry work and word, 
 
 Might proclaim how good thou art ; 
 Kolinefsj unto the Lord, 
 
 Still be wrote upon our heart ! 
 
 H Y M N LXXX. C. M. 
 
 1 1 " ET him to whom we now belong, 
 JL-4 His fov'reign right aflert ; 
 And take up ev'ry thankful fong, 
 
 And ev'ry loving heart. 
 
 2 He juftjy claims us for his own, 
 
 Who baught us with a price ; 
 The clniilian lives to Chrift alone 
 To Chriil alone he dies. 
 
 3 Jefus, thine own at laft receive, 
 
 Fulfil our hearts* defire ; 
 
 And let us to thy glory live, 
 
 And m thy caufe expire* 
 
8'2 SUPPLICATION 
 
 4 Our fouls and bodies we refign ; 
 With joy we render thee 
 Our all. no longer ours, but thin#, 
 To all eternity. 
 
 HYMN LXXXI. 
 
 1 T> EHOLD thy fervant, O my Lord ! 
 JD I v/ait thy guiding eye to feel, 
 To hear and keep thy ev'ry word, 
 
 To prove and do thy perfect will ; 
 Joyful from my own works to ceafe, 
 Glad to fulfil all righteoufnefs. 
 
 2 Me, if thy grace voiichfafe to ufe/ 
 
 Meaneft of all thy creatures, me, 
 The deed, the time, the manner chufe, 
 
 Let all my fruits be found of thee : 
 Let all my works in thee be wrought, 
 By thee to full perfe&ion brought. 
 
 3 My ev'ry weak, though good defign, 
 
 O'er-rule, or change, as feems thee meet 
 Jefus, let all my work be thine ; 
 
 Thy work, O Lord, is all complete, 
 And pleafing in thy Father's fight : 
 Thou, only, halt done all things right. 
 
 4 Here then to thee thine own I leave, 
 
 Mould as thou wilt thy paffive clay ; 
 But let me all thy ftamp receive, 
 
 Bat let me all thy words obey : 
 Serve with a Bugle heart and eye, 
 And to thy glory live and die. 
 
AND PRAYER. 83 
 
 HYMN LXXXII. 
 
 1 Tj^ATHER, Son, and Holy Ghoft, 
 J? One in Three, and Three in One, 
 As by the celeftial hoir, 
 
 Let thy will on earth be done ; 
 Praife by all to thee be giv'n, 
 Glorious Lord .of earth and heav'n. 
 
 2 If fo poor a worm as I 
 
 May to thy great glory live, 
 All my actions fan&ify, 
 
 All my words and thoughts receive, 
 Claim me for thy fervice, claim 
 All I have and all I am. 
 
 3 Take my foul and body's pow'rs ! 
 
 Takd my mem'ry, mind and will ; 
 All my goods, and all my hours, 
 
 All I know, and all I feel ; 
 All I think, or fpeak, or do ; 
 Take my heart ; but make it new ! 
 
 4 Now, O God, thine own I am : 
 
 Now I give thee back thine own ; 
 Freedom, friends, and heakh, and fame, 
 
 Confecrate to thee- alone : 
 Thine I live, thrice happy I ; 
 Happier dill if thine I die I 
 
 5 Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft, 
 
 Gne in Three, and Three in One, 
 As by the celeflial hoft, 
 
 Let thy will on earth be done ; 
 Praife by all to thee be giv'n, 
 Qloricus Lord of earth and heav'n* 
 
84 SUPPLICATION 
 
 HYMN LXXXIII. S. M. 
 
 1 "TESUS, my truth, my way, 
 ^f My fure unerring light, 
 
 On thee my feeble fteps I flay, 
 Which thou wilt guide aright. 
 
 2 My wifdom and my guide, 
 
 My counfellor thou art : 
 O let me never leave thy fide, 
 Or from thy paths depart. 
 
 3 I lift mine eyes to thee, 
 
 Thou gracious bleeding Lamb, 
 That I may now enlighten 'd be, 
 And never put to lhame. 
 
 4 Never will I remove 
 
 Out of thy hands my caufe, 
 But reft in thy redeeming love, 
 And hang upon thy crofs. 
 
 5 Teacb me the happy art, 
 
 In all things to depend 
 
 On thee : O never, Lord, depart, 
 
 But love me to the end. 
 
 6 Still ftir me up to ftrive 
 
 With thee in ftrength divine ; 
 And ev'ry moment, Lord, revive 
 This fainting foul of mine. 
 
 7 Perfift to favemy foul 
 
 Throughout the u'ry hour, 
 Till I am ev'ry whit made whole, 
 And fliew forth all thy pow'r. 
 S Through fire and water bring 
 Me to the wealthy place j 
 
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 AKD FRAYEU. 85 
 
 And teach me the new long to fmg, 
 When perfc died in grace ! 
 
 9 O make me all like thee, 
 
 Before I hence remove : 
 Settle, confirm, eltablifh me, 
 And build me up in love. 
 
 10 Let me thy witnefs live, 
 
 When fin is all deftroy'd ; 
 And then my fpotlefs foul receive, 
 And. take me home to God. 
 
 HYMN LXXXIV. S. M. 
 O, in thy hand I lay, 
 And wait thy will to prov^ 
 My Potter, (lamp on me, thy clay, 
 Thine only flamp of love : 
 Be this my whole defire, 
 I know that it is thine ; 
 Then kindle in my foul a fire, 
 Which fhall for ever mine. 
 Thy gracious readinefs 
 To fave mankind affert : 
 Thine image, love, thy name imprefs, 
 Thy nature on my heart ! 
 Bowels of mercy, hear, 
 Into my foul come down ; 
 Let it throughout my life appear, 
 That I have Chrift put orf. 
 G plant in me thy mind ! 
 O fix in me thy home ! 
 Se &all I cry to all mankind, 
 Come to the waters, coune : 
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86 SUPPLICATION 
 
 Jefus is full of grace : 
 
 To all his bowels move ; 
 Behold in rae, ye fallen race. 
 That Gcrd is only love ! 
 
 H Y M N LXXXV. L. M. 
 
 1 /^1 REAT God indulge my humble claim ; 
 VJ Be thou my hope, my joy, my reft 1 
 Tke glories that compofe thy name, 
 
 Sta'nd all engag'd to make me blefl:. 
 
 2 Thou great and good, thou juft and wife, 
 
 Thou art my Father and my God 1 
 And I am thine by facred ties, 
 
 Thy fon and fervant ; bought with blood, 
 
 3 With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands, 
 
 For thee 1 long, for thee I look, 
 As travellers, in thirfty lands, 
 
 Pant for the cooling water-brook. 
 
 4 Even life itfelf without thy love, 
 
 No lading pleafure can afford ; 
 Yea, 'twould a tirefome burden prove, 
 If I were banifli'd from thee, Lord I 
 
 5 I'll lift my hands, I'll raife my voice, 
 
 While I have breath to pray or praife ; 
 This work (hall make my heart rejoice, 
 Throughout the remnant of my days. 
 
 HYMN LXXXVI. L. M. 
 
 1 f^ THOU, to whofe all-fearching fight, 
 \_S The darknefs fhineth as the light, 
 Search, prove my heart, it pants for tliee ; 
 O burfl thefe bonds, and fet it free 1 
 
AND PRAYER, 
 
 2 Wafli out its (rains, refine its dro'fs. 
 Nail my affections to the crofs 1 
 Hallow each thought ; let ;H within 
 Be clean, as th'ou, my Lord, art cles*n. 
 
 3 If in this darkfome wild I ftfay, 
 Be thou my light, be thou my way ; 
 No foes, no violence I fear, 
 
 No fraud, while then, my God, art near, 
 
 4 When riGng floods my foul o'erfiow, 
 When finks my heart in waves of woe, 
 Jefus, thy timely aid impart, 
 
 And raife my head, and cheer my heart, 
 
 5 Saviour, where'er thy fteps I fee, 
 Dauntlefs,uutir'd I follow tkee ; 
 Olet thy hand fupport me Rill, 
 And lead me to thy holy hill '. 
 
 6 If rough and thorny be the way, 
 My ftrength proportion to my day ; 
 Till toil, and grief, cndp-iin mall ceafe, 
 Where all is calm, and joy ; and peace. 
 
 HYMN LXXXVII. L. M. 
 
 1 TE5US, thou everlafling King, 
 
 ^| Accept the tribute which we bring, 
 Accept thy well-defcrv'd renown, 
 And wear our praifes as thy crown. 
 
 2 Letev'ry act of wcruhip be 
 
 Like our efpoufals, Lord, to thee : 
 Like the bleit hour when from above 
 $Ve iirllrfl-ceiv'd the pledge of love. 
 
83 SUPPLICATION 
 
 3 The gladnefs of that happy day, 
 O may it ever, ever flay ! 
 
 Nor let our faith forfake its hold, 
 Nor hope decline nor love grow Cold j 
 
 4 Each following minute as it flies. 
 Jncreafe thy praife, improve our joys, 
 Till we are rais'd to fing thy name, 
 At the great f upper of the Lamb. 
 
 HYMN LXXXVIII. 
 
 1 /^OME, Lord from above, the mountains 
 \^>4 remove, 
 
 O'ertUrn all that hinders the courfe of thy love : 
 
 My bofom infpire, inkindle the fire, 
 
 And wrap my whole foul in the flames of defire. 
 
 2 I languifh and pine, for comfort divine, 
 
 when (hall I fay, " my beloved is mine, 
 
 4i I've chofe the good part, my portion thou art, 
 " Olove, I have found thee, O God, in my heart!" 
 
 3 For this my heart fighs, nought elfe can fuf- 
 
 fice : [price ? 
 
 How, Lord, can I purchafe the pearl of great 
 It cannot be bought ; thou know'fr I have nought-; 
 No action or word, or a truly good thought : 
 
 4 But mercy doth fay, tho' poor, yet you may 
 Receive it, whoever hath nothing to pay : 
 On Chrift, who relies, with no other price, 
 The pearl of forgivenefs and holinefs buys. 
 
 5 The bleffing is free, fo Lord, let it be ; 
 
 1 yield that thy love fliould be given to me : 
 
AND PRAYF.i!. 39 
 
 I freely receive ; thou freely dolt, give ; 
 1 yield to thy love, in thine Eden to live. 
 The gift I embrace, the giver I praife, 
 Afcribing falvation to Jefus's grace ; 
 It came from above, the foretafte I prove, 
 And foon fhall receive all thy fulnefsof love. 
 
 HYMN LXXXIX. S. M. 
 
 AND can I yet delay 
 My little all to give ? 
 To tear vny foul from earth away, 
 
 For Jefus to receive ? 
 
 Nay, but I yield, I yield ! 
 
 I can hold out no more ; 
 I fink, by dying love coinpell'd, 
 
 And own thee conqueror ! 
 
 Though late I all forfake, 
 
 My friends, my all refign ; 
 Gracious Redeemer, take,, O take, 
 
 AnU feat me ever thine ! 
 
 Come and polfefs me whole, 
 
 Nor hence again remove : 
 Settle and fix ray wav'ring foul 
 
 With all thy weight of love. 
 
 My one defire be this, 
 
 Thine only love to know ; 
 To feek and talle no other blifs, 
 
 No other good below: 
 
 My life, my portion thou. 
 
 Thou all-fufrkient art, 
 My hope, my heav'nly treaftire, now 
 
 Enter and keep my heart I 
 H 2 
 
90 SUPPLICATION 
 
 HYMN XC. 
 
 1 npHOU Shepherd of IiYael and mine, 
 
 JL The joy and defire of my heart. 
 For clofcr communion I pine, 
 
 I long to refide where thou art ; 
 The pafture I languid) to find, 
 
 Where all who their fhepherd obey, 
 Are fed, on thy bofom reclin'd, 
 
 And fcrcen'd lVom the heat of the day. 
 
 2 Ah ! {hew me that happieft place, 
 
 That place of thy people's abode, 
 Where faints in an exftacy gaze, 
 
 And hang on a merciful God : 
 Thy love for a linner declare, 
 
 Thy pailion and death on the 'ree ; 
 My fpirit to Calvary bear, 
 
 To fufferand triumph with thee. 
 
 3 'Tis there with the lambs of thy flock, 
 
 There only I covet to reft ; 
 To lie at the foot of the rock, 
 
 Or rife to be hid in thy breaft : 
 'lis there I would always abide, 
 
 And never a moment depart; 
 Conceal'd in the cleft of thy fide, 
 
 Eternally held in thy heart. 
 
 HYMN XCL S. M. 
 
 1 • TESUS, my Lord, attend 
 J| Thy feeble creature's cry : 
 And (hew thyfelf the fmner's friend, 
 And fet me upon high ; 
 
AND PRAYER. 91 
 
 From bell's opprefllve pow'r 
 My draggling foul releafe ; 
 And to thy Father's grace reftore j 
 And to thy perfeft peace. 
 
 Thy blood and righteoufnefs 
 I make my only plea : 
 My prefent and eternal peace 
 
 Are both deriv'd from thee : 
 Rivers of life divine 
 
 From thee, their fountain, flow ; 
 And all who know that love of thine, 
 The joy of angels know. 
 
 Corse then, impute, impart 
 To me thy righteoufnefs, 
 And let me tafte how good thou art, 
 How full of truth aiftj grace : , 
 That thou canft here forgive, 
 . Grant me to teftify, 
 And juflify'd, by faith to live, 
 And in that faith to die. 
 
 H Y M N XCII. C. M. 
 
 EING of beings, God of love, 
 To thee our hearts we raife ; 
 Thy ail-fuftaining power we prove, 
 And gladly fmg thy praife. 
 
 2 Thine, wholly thine, we pant to be, 
 
 Our facrifice receive ; 
 Made, and preferv'd and fav'd by thee, 
 To thee our fouls we give. 
 
 3 Heav'n-war-d our ev'ry wifti afpires, 
 
 For all thy mercy's itore : 
 
1*2 SUPPLICATION 
 
 The fole return thy love require.?. 
 Is that Ave aik for more. 
 
 4 For more we alk : we open then 
 
 Our hearts t' embrace thy will : 
 Turn and beget us, LofiJ, again ; 
 With all thy fulnefs fit{. 
 
 5 Gome, Holy Ghoir, the Saviour's love 
 
 Shed in our hearts abroad! 
 
 So flail we ever live and move, 
 
 And be with Gnrift in God. 
 
 HYMN XGIII. C. M. 
 
 1 r "\ SUN of RLhteoufnefs, arife 
 V-/ With healing in thy wing 1 
 To my difeas'd my fainting foul^ 
 
 Life and falvation bring. 
 
 2 Thefe clouds of pride and Qn difpel, 
 
 By thy all-piercing beam ; 
 Lighten mine eyes with Faith, my heart 
 
 With holy hope inflame. 
 
 3 My mind by thy all-quick'ning powar 
 
 From low defires fetfree ; 
 Unite my fcatter'd thoughts, and fix 
 My love entire on thee. 
 
 4 Father, thy long-loft fon receive : 
 
 Saviour, thy purchafe own ; 
 Bled Comforter, with peace and joy 
 Thy new-made creature crown. 
 
 5 Eternal, undivided Lord, 
 
 Co-equal. One in Three, 
 On thee all faith, all hope be phe'd. 
 All love be paid to thee. 
 
AMD PRAYER. S3 
 
 HYMN XCIV. 
 
 i QON of God, thy bleffing grant, 
 k3 Still fupply our ev'ry want \ 
 Tree of life, influence filed, 
 With thy fap my fpirit feed. 
 
 2 Tend' reft branch, alas ! am I, 
 Without thee (hall droop and die, 
 Weak as helplefs infancy ; 
 O confirm my foul in thee. 
 
 S Unfuftain'd by thee, I fall ; 
 Send the help for which I call ; 
 Weaker than a brnifed reed, 
 Help I ev'ry moment need. 
 
 4 All my hopes on thee depend ; 
 Love me, lave me, to the end ; 
 Give me the continuing grace, 
 Take the everlailing praife. 
 
 H Y. M N XCV. 
 
 •1 1 " ORD, we come before thee now, 
 I a At thy feet we humbly bow ; 
 O! do not our fuitdifdain, 
 Shall we feek thee, Lord, in vain ? 
 
 2 Lord, on thee our fouls depend, 
 In compaiTion nowdefcend: 
 Fill our hearts with thy rich grace, 
 Tune our lips to ling thy praife. 
 
 2 In thine, own appointed way, 
 Now we feek thee, here we flay ; 
 Lord, we know not how to go, 
 Till a bleffing thou bellow. 
 
( Ji SUPPLICATION 
 
 4 Send fome me'ffag'e from thy word, 
 That may joy and peace afford ; 
 Let thy Spirit now impart 
 
 Full falvation to each heart. 
 
 5 Comfort thofe who weep and mourn, 
 Let the time of joy return ; 
 
 Thofe that are cafl down, lift up ; 
 Make them ftrong- in faith and hope, 
 
 6 Grant that all may feek, and find 
 Thee a gracious God, and kind : 
 Heal the tick, the captive free ; 
 Let us all rejoice in thee. 
 
 HYMN XCVI. 
 
 1 pOME, thou Almighty King, 
 V_>4 Help us thy name to fing, 
 
 Help us to prarfe ! 
 father all glorious, 
 O'er all victorious, 
 Come, and reign ov-er us, 
 Ancient of days. 
 
 2 Jefus, our Lord, a' rife, 
 Scatter our enemies, 
 
 And make them fall ! 
 Let thine almighty aid., 
 Our fore defence be made, 
 Our fouls on thee he itay'd ; 
 
 Lord hear our call. 
 
 3 Come, thou incarnate Word, 
 Gird on thy mighty fword, 
 
 Our pray *r attend ; 
 
AND PRAYER. 9£> 
 
 Come, and thy people blefs, 
 And give thy word fuccefs ; 
 Spirit of holinefs, 
 
 On us deicend. 
 
 4 Come, holy Comforter, 
 Thy facred witiiefs bear 
 
 In this glad hour ; 
 Thou who almighty art, 
 Now role in ev'ry heart, 
 And ne'er from us depart, 
 
 Spirit of pow'r. 
 
 5 To the great One in Three 
 Eternal praifes be, 
 
 Hence — evermore ! 
 His fov'reign Majefty 
 IVIay we in glory fee, 
 And to eternity? 
 
 Love and adore. 
 
 H Y M N XCVIT. 
 
 1 TTOW tedious and reliefs the hours, 
 XjL When Jefus no longer I fee ; 
 
 Sweet proipects, iweet birds and fweet flow'rs, 
 Have all loft their fweetnefs to me : 
 
 The mid-fumrjer fun fhihes but dim, 
 The iields drive in vain to look gay ; 
 
 But when I am happy in him, 
 December's as pltafant as May. 
 
 2 His name yields the richeft perfume, 
 
 And fweeter than mufic his voice ; 
 His prefence difperfes my gloom, 
 And mrakss all within me rejoice: 
 
§S SUPFLI.CATICX 
 
 I fhould, were he always thus nigh, 
 Have nothing to wifli or to fear ; 
 
 No mortal fo happy as I, 
 
 My iummer would laft all the year. 
 
 3 Content with beholding his face, 
 
 My all to his pleafure refign'd ; 
 No changes of feafon or place 
 
 Weald make any change in my mind.j 
 While blefs'd with a fenfe of his love, 
 
 A palace a toy would appear ; 
 And prifons would palaces prove, 
 
 If Jefus would dwell with me there. 
 
 4 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine, 
 
 If thou aft my fun and my long ; 
 Say, why do I languifli and pine ? 
 
 And why are my winters fo long ? 
 O drive thefe dark clouds from my Iky, 
 
 Thy foul-cheering prefence reflore ; 
 Or take me to thee up on high, 
 
 Where winter and clouds are no more. 
 
 HYMN XGVIII. 
 
 1 /^OME, thou fount of ev'ry blefiingj 
 V>i Tune my heart to fing thy grace I 
 Streams of mercy never ceafing, 
 
 Gall for fongs of loudeft praife ; 
 Teach me fome melodious fonnet, 
 
 Sung by flaming tougues above ; 
 Praife the mount — I'm fix'd upon it : 
 
 Mount of thy redeeming love ! 
 
 2 Here I'll raife mine Ebenezer, 
 
 Hither by thy help I'm come ; 
 
AND PRAYER. 97 
 
 And I hope by thy good pleafurc, 
 
 Safely to arrive at home : 
 Jefus fought me when a ftranger, 
 
 Wand'ring from the fold of God ; 
 He, to refcue me from danger, 
 
 Interpos'd his precious blood ! 
 3 O ! to grace how great a debtor 
 
 Daily I'm conftrain'd to be ! 
 Let thy goodnefs like a fetter, 
 
 Bind my wand'ring heart to thee ; 
 Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it ; 
 
 Prone to leave the God I love — 
 Here's rny heart, O take and feal it ; 
 
 Seal it for- thy courts above. 
 
 HYMN XCIX. L. M. 
 
 1 JESUS, from whom all bleffings flow, 
 
 Great builder of thy church below, 
 If now thy Spirit moves my bread, 
 Hear and fulfil thine own requeft. 
 
 2 The few that truly call thee Lord, 
 And wait thy fan&ifying word, 
 And thee their utmofr. Saviour own ? 
 Unite and perfect them in one. 
 
 3 O let them all thy mind exprefs, 
 Stand forth thy chofen witnefles 5 
 Thy pow'runto falvation mow, 
 And perfect holinefs below. 
 
 4 In them. let all mankind behold, 
 HowChriftiansliv'd in days of old; 
 Mighty their envious foes to move, 
 A proverb of reproach — and love. 
 
 I 
 
9'8 SUPPLICATION 
 
 5 O might my lot be caft with thefe, 
 The leall of Jefifs witnefles ! 
 
 O that my Lord would count me meet 
 To warn his dear difciples' feet ! 
 
 6 This only thing do I require ; 
 
 Thou know'ft 'tis all my heart's defire, 
 Freely what I receive to give. 
 The fervant of thy church to live ; 
 
 7 After my lowly Lord to go, 
 And wait upon thy faints below, 
 Enjoy the grace to angels giv'n, 
 And ferve the royal heirs of heav'n. 
 
 8 Lord, if I now thy drawings feel, 
 And afk according to thy will ; 
 Confirm the pray'r, the leal impart. 
 And fpeak the anfwer to my heart. 
 
 9 Tell me, or thou {halt never go, 
 
 " Thy pray'r is heard ; it fhall be fu :" 
 The words have pafs'd thy lips, and I 
 Shall with thy people live and die. 
 
 HYMN C. 
 
 1 i, 1 VER fainting with defire, 
 V 4 For thee, O Chrift, I call ! 
 
 Thee I rettlefsly require, 
 
 I want my God, my All ; 
 Jefus, dear redeeming Lord, 
 
 I wait thy coming from above, 
 Help me, Saviour, fpeak the word, 
 
 And perfect me tn love. 
 
 2 Wilt thou fufFer me to go 
 
 Lamenting all my days? 
 
AND PRAYKK. 
 
 Slmll I never, never know 
 
 Thy fan&ifying grace ? 
 Wilt thou not the light afford, 
 
 The darkr.fi*,; from my foul remove ? 
 Kelp me, Saviour, fpeak the word, 
 
 And per feci me in love. 
 
 3 Lord, if I on thee believe, 
 
 The i e c o n d g i ft i m p a r t ; 
 With th' indwelling Soirit give 
 
 A new, a contrite beari t ■; 
 If with love thy heart is ftor'd, 
 
 If now o'er me thy bowels move, 
 Help me, Saviour, fpeak the wcid, 
 
 AndperfecT: me in low.. 
 
 4 Let me gain my calling's hope*, 
 
 O make the (inner clean 1 
 Dry corrnptSrin's fountain up, 
 
 Cut off th' entail of frrl : 
 Take me into thee, my Lord, 
 
 And I fhall then no longer rrve : 
 Help me. Savioufj fpeak the word, 
 
 And perfect me in love. 
 
 5 Thou, my life, my treafui-e be, 
 
 My portion here below ! 
 N o t h i n g w o u 1 d I I V e k hut thee, 
 
 Thee only would I know : 
 My exceeding great reward, 
 
 My li>av'ri oij earth,, my heav'n above •. 
 Kelp me, Saviour, fpeak the word, 
 
 And perf-ct me in love. 
 
 6 Grant me now the blifs to feel 
 
 Of thole that are in thee ; 
 
10Q SUPPLICATION 
 
 Son of God thyfelf reveal, 
 
 Engrave thy name in me ; 
 As in heav'n be here ador'd, 
 
 And let me now the promife prove ; 
 Help me, Saviour, fpeak the word, 
 
 And perfect me in love. 
 
 HYMN CI. C. M. 
 
 1 "T\ /TY God, I know, I feel thee mine, 
 J_VlL And will not quit my claim, 
 Till all I have is loft in thine, 
 
 And all renew'd I am. 
 
 2 I hold thee with a trembling hand, 
 
 And will not let thee go, 
 Till ftead&ftly by faith I ftand, 
 And all thygoodnefs know. 
 
 3 Jcfus, thine all-vi&orious love 
 
 Shed in nfy heart abroad 1 
 Then (hall my feet no longer rove, 
 Rooted and fix'd in God. 
 
 4 O that in me the facred fire 
 
 Might now begin to glow ! 
 Burn up the drofs of bale defire, 
 And make the mountains flow ! 
 
 5 Othat it now from heav'n might fall, 
 
 And all my fins confume : 
 Come, Holy Ghoft, for tliee I call, 
 Spirit of burning, come. 
 
 6 Refining fire go through my heart, 
 
 Illuminate my foul : 
 Scatter thy life through ev'ry part, 
 And fancYify the whole. 
 
AND PRAYER. IGl 
 
 T Sorrow and lin (hall then expivc^ 
 When enter'd into reft : 
 I only live my God t' admire, 
 My God forever bl- !:. 
 
 8 My Read Fa ft foul from fafivng free, 
 Sh.dl then no longer move ; 
 But Chrift be all the world to me, 
 And all my heart be love. 
 
 H Y M N CII. 
 
 1 T"?T7"HAT now is my object and aim ? 
 
 \ V Wh.it now is my hope and defire ? 
 To follow the heavenly Lamb, 
 And after his nonage afpi're : 
 
 My hope is allcenter'd in thee ; 
 
 I tru it. to recover thv love ; 
 On earth thy fttvatiofi to fee, 
 
 And then to enjoy thee above. 
 
 2 I third for the life-giving Word : 
 
 My Lord, who on Calvary dy'd ; 
 A fountain of water and blood, 
 
 Which gufh'clfro.m Immanuel's fide ! 
 I gafp for the flrearn of thy love, 
 
 The fpirit of rapture unknown; 
 And then to re-drink it above, 
 
 Eternally frefti from the throne. 
 
 HYMN CIII. 
 
 idlefs love to me, 
 reach, no tongue declare : 
 O knit my thankful heart to thee, 
 And reign without a rival there ! 
 
 i 2 
 
 JESUS, thy bourn 
 No thought can 
 
102 SUPPLICATION 
 
 Thine wholly, thine alone I am ; 
 Be thou alone my conftant flame ! 
 
 2 O grant that nothing in my foul 
 
 May dwell, but thy pure love alone ! 
 O may thy love po fiefs me whole ! 
 
 My joy, my treafure, and my crown : 
 Strange flames far from my heart remove ; 
 Myev'ry ad, word, thought, be love. 
 
 3 O love, how cheering is thy ray ! 
 
 All pain before thy prefence flies ; 
 Care anguifh, forrow, melt away, 
 
 Where'er thy healing beams arife ; 
 O Jefus, nothing may I fee, 
 Nothing defire or feek but thee 1 
 
 4 Unweary'd, may I this purfue, 
 
 Dauntlefs to the high prize afpire ; 
 Hourly within my foul renew- 
 
 This holy flame, this heav'nly fire : 
 And day and night be all my care, 
 To guard this facred treafure there. 
 
 5 O that I, as a little child, 
 
 May follow thee, and never reft, 
 Till fweetly thou haft breath'd thy mild 
 
 And lowly mind into my breaft ! 
 Nor ever may we parted be, 
 Till I become one fpir't with thee. 
 
 6 Still let thy love point out my way ; 
 
 How wond'rous things thy love hath wrought ! 
 Still lead me, left I go aftray ; 
 Direct my word, infpire my thought j 
 
AND PRAYER. 103 
 
 And if I fall, foon may I hear 
 
 Thy voice, and know that love is near. 
 
 7 In furl* 'ring be thy love my peace, 
 In weaknefs be thy love my pow'r, 
 And when the ftorms of life fhall ceafe, 
 
 Jefus, in that important hour, 
 In death as life, be thou my guide, 
 And fave me, who for me haft dy'd I 
 
 H Y M N CIV. L. M. 
 
 1 TTOLY, and true, and righteous Lord, 
 .jLA I wait to prove thy perfect will ; 
 Be mindful of thy gracious word, 
 
 And (tamp me with thy Spirit's feal : 
 
 2 Open my faith's interior eye : 
 
 Difplay thy glory from above ; 
 And all I am fliall fink and die, 
 Loft in aftonifhment and love ! 
 
 3 Confound, o'erpow'r me by thy grace : 
 
 I would be by myfelf abhorr'd ; 
 All might, all majefty, all praife, 
 All glory be to Chrift my Lord ! 
 
 4 Now let me gain perfection's height ; 
 
 Now let me into nothing fall, 
 As lefs than nothing in my fight, 
 And feel that Chrift is all in all ! 
 
 HYMN CV. 
 
 1 O AVIOUR of the fm-fick foul, 
 kl/ Give me faith to make me whole ; 
 Finifli thy great work of grace ! 
 Cut it fhort in righteoufnefs. 
 
lOt fcUPPLlCATICV 
 
 $ Speak the ftccnd time, " Be clean 1" 
 Take away my in bred Gil ; 
 1.' 'y Rumbling block remove ; 
 Call it out by perfect love. 
 
 3 Nothing lefswtll I require. 
 Nothing more can Idefire : 
 
 I it Ghrift to me be giv'n ; 
 
 None but Ghrift in earth and heav'n. 
 
 4 O that i might now decreafe ! 
 O that all I am might ceafe ! 
 Let me into nothing fall ! 
 Lei my Lord be all in all! 
 
 H Y M N CVI. C. M. 
 
 OP D, I believe a red remains 
 To all thy people known : 
 A reft where pure enjoyment reigns ; 
 And thoil art lov'd alone. 
 
 * A reft where all our foul's clefire 
 Is fix'd on things above ; 
 Where fear, and fin, and grief expire, 
 Call cut by perfect love. 
 
 3 O that I now the reft might know, 
 
 1) i'n-ve and enter in ! 
 Kow. Saviu'ur, now the pov'r beftow, 
 Arid let me ceale from fin. 
 
 4 Remove this hardnefs from my heart, 
 
 This unbelief remove ; 
 To me the reft of i'.iith impart, 
 The fabbath of thy love. 
 
AND PRAYER. 105 
 
 5 I would be thine, thou know'ft I would, 
 
 And have thee all my own ; 
 Thee, O my all-fufficient good, 
 I want, and thee alone. 
 
 6 Thy name to me, thy nature grant ! 
 
 This only this, be giv'n ; 
 Nothing befide my God I want, 
 Nothing in earth or heav'n. 
 
 7 Come, O my Saviour, come away, 
 
 Into my foul defcend ! 
 No longer from thy creature ftay, 
 My author and my end ! 
 
 & Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft, 
 And feal me thine abode ; 
 Let all I am in thee be loft, 
 Let all be loft in God ! 
 
 HYMN CVII. C. M. 
 
 ! /^V JOYFUL found of gofpel-gracc, 
 \J Chfift mail in me appear ! 
 I, even I-mall fee his face j 
 I fnall be holy here. 
 
 2 The glorious crown of righteoufnefs 
 
 To me reach'd out I view ; 
 Conqu'ror through him, I foon fhall feize 
 And wear it as my due. 
 
 3 The prorais'd land from Pifgah's top 
 
 I now exult to fee ; 
 My hope is full (O glorious hope) 
 Of immortality ! 
 •4 He vifits now this houfe of clay ; 
 He fhakes his future home : 
 
105 SUPPLICATION 
 
 O would' [1 thou, Lord, in this glid day, 
 Into thy temple come. 
 
 5 With me, I kftd'w, I feel thou art, 
 
 But this cannot iVfhce, 
 Unlefs thou planted in my heart 
 A ctfnftant p^radiie. 
 
 6 My earth thou wat'reft from on high, 
 
 But make it all a pool : 
 Spring up, well, I ever cry, 
 Spring up within my foul. 
 
 7 Come, O my God, thyielf reveal ! 
 
 Fill all this mighty void: 
 Thou only canft my fpirit {ill ; 
 Come, O my God, my Cod ! 
 
 8 Fulfil, fulfil my large defires, 
 
 Large as infinity : 
 Gi\e, give me all my foul require*, 
 All, all that is in tnee ! 
 
 H Y M N CVIIT. C. Ml 
 
 1 JESUS hath dy'd that I might live, 
 J Might live to God alone ; 
 
 Li him eternal life receive, 
 And be in fpirit one. 
 
 2 Saviour, I thank thee for thy grace, 
 
 Trie gift unfpeakaole ; 
 And wait with arms of faith t' embrace, 
 And all thy love to feel. 
 
 3 My foul breaks out in flrong cleliic, 
 
 The perfect blifs to prove ; 
 My longing heart is all on fire, 
 To be diffoly'd in love. 
 
AXt> PRAYER. 107 
 
 4 Give me thyfelf, from ev'ry boaft, 
 
 From ev'iy fin let free ; 
 
 Let all I am in thee be Ipft, 
 
 But give thyfelf to me. 
 
 5 Thy gifts, alas', cannot fufEce, 
 
 Unlefs thyfelf be giv'n ; 
 Thy prefence makes my paradife, 
 And where thou art is heav'n. 
 
 HYMN CIX. 
 
 1 t | ^HOU great myfterious God unknown, 
 
 JL Whofc love hath gently led me on, 
 Ev'n from mi©e infant days ; 
 
 Mine inmoft foul expofe to view, 
 
 And tell me if I never knew, 
 Thy juftifying grace. 
 
 2 If I have only known thy f^ar, 
 And follow 'd with a heart fmcere, 
 
 Thy drawing from above ; 
 Now, now thi farther grace beftow, 
 And let my fprinkled confcience know, 
 Thy fweet forgiving love. 
 
 3 Short of thy love I would not flop, 
 A ftranger to the gofpel hope, 
 
 The fenfe of tin forgiv'n : 
 I would not, Lord, my foul deceive, 
 Without the inward witnefs live, 
 
 That antepaft of heav'n. 
 
 4 If now the witnefs, were in me, 
 Would he not teftify of thee, 
 
 In Jefus reconcil'd ? 
 
108 SUPPLICATION 
 
 And fhould I not with faith draw nighy 
 And boldly, Abba, Father, cry, 
 I know myfelf thy child ? 
 
 5 Ah ! never let thy fervant reft, 
 Till of my part in Chrift poffefs'd, 
 
 I on thy mercy feed : 
 Unworthy of the crumbs that fall, 
 Yet rais'd by him who dy'd for all, 
 
 To eat the children's bread. 
 
 6 Whate'er obftrucls thy pard'ning love, 
 Or fin, or righteoufnefs, remove, 
 
 Thy glory to difplay : 
 Mine heart of unbelief convince, 
 And now abfolve me from my lins, 
 
 And take them all away. 
 
 HYMN CX. L. M. 
 
 1 *"|\ /FY hope, my All, my Saviour thou, 
 xV-L To thee, lo ! now my foul I bow : 
 I feel the blifs thy wounds impart, 
 
 I find thee, Saviour, in my heart. 
 
 2 Be thou my ftrength, be thou my way, 
 Protect me through my life's fhortday; 
 In all my a£ls may wifdom guide, 
 And keep me, Saviour, near thy fide. 
 
 3 Correct, re prove, and comfort me ; 
 As I have need, my Saviour be : 
 And if I would from thee depart, 
 Then clafp me, Saviour, to thy heart. 
 
 4 In fierce temptation's darkeft hour, 
 Save rne from iinand Satan's pow'r; 
 
AND PRAYF.li. 109 
 
 Tear ev'ry idol from thy throne, 
 And reign, my Saviour — reign alone. 
 5 My fuff'ring time (hall loon be o'er, 
 Then fliall I (igh and weep no more : 
 My ranfom'd foul mall foar away, 
 To fing thy praile in endlefs day. 
 
 HYMN CXI. C. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, the all-fuftaining- Word, 
 ^1 My fallen fpirit's hope. 
 After thy lovely likenefs, Lord, 
 
 O when mall I wake up ? 
 
 2 Thou, O my God, thou only art 
 
 The life, the truth, the way ; 
 Quicken my foul, inftrudl my heart, 
 My finking footfteps ftay. 
 
 3 Of all thou haft in earth below, 
 
 In heav'n above to give, 
 Give me thine only felf to know, 
 In thee to walk and live. 
 
 4 Fill me with all the life of love, 
 
 In myftic union join 
 Me to thyfelf, and let me prove 
 The feilowlhip divine. 
 
 5 Open the intercourfe between 
 
 My longing foul and thee, 
 Never to be broke off again 
 Through all eternity. 
 
 HYMN CXII. C. M. 
 1 TTOW vain are all things here below? 
 JLx How falfe, and yet how fair ! 
 K 
 
110 SUPPLICATION 
 
 Each pleafure hath its poifon too, 
 And ev'ry fwect a fnare. 
 
 2 Thebrighteft things below the iky 
 
 Give but a flatt'ring light ; 
 We fhould fufpe& feme danger nigh, 
 Where we poflefs delight. 
 
 3 Our deareft joys and neareft friends, 
 
 The partners of our blood, 
 How they divide our wav'ring minds, 
 And leave but half for God ! 
 
 4 The fondnefs of a creature's love, 
 
 How ftrong it ftrikes the fenfe ! 
 Thither the warm affections meve, 
 Nor can we call them thence. 
 
 5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be 
 
 My foul's eternal food ; 
 And grace command my heart away 
 From all created good. 
 
 HYMN GXIII. L. M. 
 
 1 "V T THEN, gracious Lord, when {hall it be,. 
 
 V V That I mall find my all in thee I 
 The fulnefs of thy promife prove, 
 The feal of thine eternal love ? 
 
 2 A poor blind child I wander here, 
 If haply I may feel thee near : 
 
 O dark ! dark 1 dark ! I ftill mud fay, 
 Amidft the blaze of gofpel-day« 
 
 3 Thee, only thee, I fain would find, 
 And eaft the world and fin behind : 
 Thou, only thou, to me be giv'n 
 Of all thou haft in earth or heav'H. 
 
AND PRAYER. 
 
 Ill 
 
 4 When from the arm of flefh fet free, 
 Jefus, my foul mail fly to thee : 
 Jefus, when I have loll my all, 
 I fhall upon thy bofom fall. 
 
 HYMN CXIV. L. M. 
 1 T T 7 Horn man forfakes thou wilt not leave, 
 V V Ready the outcafts to receive j 
 Though all my fimplenefs I own, 
 And all my faults to thee are known. 
 
 3 Ah 1 Wherefore did I ever doubt ? 
 Thou wilt in no wife caft me out, 
 An helplefs foul that comes to thee, 
 With only fin and mifery. 
 
 3 Lord, lam lick, my ficknefs cure : 
 I want, do, thou enrich the poor ; 
 Under thy mighty hand I ftoop : 
 O lift the abject finner up 1 
 
 .4 Lord, I am blind, be thou my fight : 
 Lord, I am weak, be thou my might \ 
 A helper of the helplefs be, 
 
 I And Jet me find my all in thee 1 
 
 HYMN CXV, C. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, Redeemer of mankind, 
 
 Difplay thy faving pow'r ; 
 Thy mercy let thefe out-cafts find, 
 And know their gracious hour. 
 
 2 Ah ! give them. Lord, a longer fpace, 
 
 Nor fuddenly confume ; 
 But let them take the proffer'd grace, 
 And-flee the wrath to come. 
 
1 12 SUPPLICATION 
 
 3 O woulclTt thou caft a pitying look, 
 
 All goodneffi as thou art, 
 Like that v. hich faithlefs Peter's broke, 
 On each obdurate heart ! 
 
 4 Who thee beneath their feet have trod, 
 
 And crucify 'd afiefh, 
 Touch with thine all-victorious blood, 
 And turn the ftcne to flefh. 
 
 5 Open their eves, thy crofs to fee : 
 
 Their ears, to hear thy cries : 
 Sinner, thy Saviour weeps for thee, 
 For thee he weeps and dies ! 
 
 6 All the day long he meekly Hands, 
 
 His rebels to receive, 
 And fhews his wounds, and fpreads his hands, 
 And bids you turn and live. 
 
 7 T.'.rn, and your fins of deepen: die, 
 
 He will with blood efface ; 
 Ev'n now he waits the blood t' apply ; 
 Be fav'd, be fav'd by grace ! 
 
 S Be fav'd from hell, from fin and fear; 
 He fpeaks, you now forgiv'n ; 
 Walk v ith your God, be perfect here, 
 And then come up to heav'n. 
 
 HYMN CXVI. 
 GOD of good, th' unfathomV. fea, 
 Who would not give his heart to thee ? 
 Who would not love thee with his might? 
 () Jefus, lover of mankind ! 
 Who would not his whole foul and mind, 
 With all his ftrength to thee unite i 
 
AND PRAYER. 11,3 
 
 2 Thou fhin'ft with everlafting rays ; 
 Before th' unfufferable blaze, 
 
 Angels with both wings veil their eyes : 
 Yet free as air thy bounty dreams 
 On all thy works : thy mercy's beams, 
 
 DifFufive as the fun's, arife. 
 
 3 Aftonith'd at thy frowning brow, 
 
 Earth, hell, and heav'n's ftrong pillars bow, 
 
 Terrible majefty is thine 1 
 Who then can that vaft love exprefs, 
 Which bows thee down to me, who lefs 
 
 Than nothing am, till thou art mine I 
 
 4 High thron'd on heav'n's eternal hill, 
 In number, weight, and meafure ft ill, 
 
 Thou fweetly order'ft all that is : 
 And yet thou deign'ftto come to me, 
 And guide my flep3, that I with thee 
 
 Enthron'd may reign in endlefs blifs. 
 
 HYMN CXVII. 
 
 1 /^V JESUS, my reft, the firmer is bleft. 
 V>r That cometh to thee to be hid in thy 
 
 breail ! 
 
 2 I come at thy call, before thee I fall, 
 
 And own and confefs thee my God and my AU. 
 
 5 Thou'rt Mary's good part, and needful thou art, 
 The choice of my foul, and the joy of my heart, 
 
 4 My comfort and ftay, my life and my way,. 
 My crown of rejoicing in that happy day. 
 K 2 
 
1 1-4 fcUPPLlCATf-OW 
 
 5 Health, pardon, and peace, in thee I pofiefs ; 
 What more can I have? I will have nothing Ids. 
 
 6 1 Hand in thy might ; 1 walk in thy light ; 
 All heaven I claim in thy God-giving right. 
 
 II Y M N CXVIII. C. M. 
 
 Breathing after the Hohj Spirit. 
 
 1 pOME, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove, 
 V_>4 With all thy quick'ning pow'rs ; 
 Kindle a flame of facred love 
 
 In thefe cold hearts of ours. 
 
 2 Look how we grovel here below, 
 
 Fond of thefe earthly toys ; 
 Our fouls how heavily they go 
 To reach eternal joys I 
 
 Sin vain we tune our formal fongs, 
 \\-\ vain we llrive to rife ; 
 Iloiannas ianguilhon our tongues, 
 And our devotion dies. 
 
 4 Father, (Hal! we then ever live 
 
 At this poor dying rat:- ? 
 Our love lb faint, fo cold to thee, 
 And thine to us fo great ? 
 
 5 Come, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove, 
 
 With, all thy quick'ning power's; 
 Come, filed abroad a Saviour's love, 
 And that fliall kindle ours. 
 
 H Y M N CXIX. G. M. 
 V 'tiagfot- the Spirit of adoption* 
 ) f% LL glory to the dying LaniUi 
 jljL And ne'ver-ccafing: praiGe ; 
 
at;d prayer, 
 
 113 
 
 While angels live to know thy name, 
 Or men to feel thy grace. 
 
 2 With this cold Irony heart of mine, 
 Jefus, to thee I flee ! 
 And to thy grace my foul refign, 
 To be renew'd by thee. 
 
 5 Give me to hide my blu filing face, 
 While thy dear crofs appears ; 
 DilTolve my heart in thankfulnefs, 
 And melt mine eyes to tears. 
 
 4 O may the uncerrupted feed 
 
 Abide and reign within ; 
 And thy life-giving word forbid 
 My new-born foul to fin. 
 
 5 Father, I wait before thy throne ; 
 
 Call me a child of thine ! 
 Send down the Spirit of thy Son, 
 To form my heart divine. 
 
 6 There fhed thy promis'd love abroad, 
 
 And make my comfort ftrong : 
 Then (hall I fay, " My Father Gcd 1 
 
 With 
 
 II Y M N 
 
 CXX. C. M, 
 
 1 T^ATHER, I flretch my hands to thee 
 
 I ' No other help I know : 
 If thou withdraw thyfelf from me, 
 Ah, whither fhail I go? 
 
 2 What did thine only Son endure, 
 
 Before I drew my breath ! 
 What pain, what lib pur to fecure 
 
 My foul from endlefs death 4 . * 
 
116 SUPPLICATION 
 
 3 O Jefus, could I this believe, 
 
 I now fliould feel thy pow'r ; 
 Now my poor foul thou wouldfl. retrieve, 
 Nor let me wait one hour. 
 
 4 Author of faith, to thee I lift 
 
 My weary, longing eyes ; 
 O let me now receive that gift ; 
 My foul without it dies. 
 
 5 Surely thou canft not let me die j 
 
 O fpeak, and I (hall live ! 
 And here I will unweary'd lie ; 
 
 Till thou thy Spirit give. 
 (5 The worft of fmners would rejoice, 
 
 Could they but fee thy face : 
 O let me hear thy quick'ning voice, 
 
 And tafte thy pard'ning grace i 
 
 HYMN CXXI. 
 
 1 TESUS, Shepherd of thy fheep, 
 J Pity my un fettled foul ; 
 Guide, and nourifh me, and keep, 
 
 Till thy love fhall make me whole : 
 Give me perfect foundnefs, give j 
 Make me fteadfaftly believe. 
 
 2 I am never at one ftay : 
 
 Changing ev'ry hour I am : 
 But thou art, as yefterday, 
 
 Now and evermore the fame : 
 Conftancy to me impart, 
 'Scablifh, with thy grace, my heart. 
 
 3 Lay thy weighty crofs on me, 
 
 All my unbelief #ontroul : 
 
A N D PRAYER. 
 
 I 1 
 
 Till the rebel ceafe to he, 
 
 Keep him down within my foul : 
 That he never more may move, 
 Root and ground me fait in love. 
 
 Give me faith to hold me up, 
 Walking over life's rough fea ; 
 
 Holy purifying hope, 
 
 Still my foul's fure anchor be : 
 
 That I may be always thine, 
 
 Perfect me in love divine. • 
 
 H Y M N CXXII. S. M. 
 
 OM ay t h y p o w ' 1 f u 1 w o r d 
 Infpire a feeble worm, 
 To rufh iti to thy kingdom, Lord, 
 
 And take it as by fto'rm I 
 O may we all improve 
 
 The grace already giv'n, 
 To leize the crown of perfect love, 
 And fcale the mount of heaven ! 
 HYMN CXXIII. 
 
 OWond'rous pow*r of faithful prav'r ! 
 W h a 1 1 o n g u e c a n tell tb' a 1 m i g h t y g r a c e 
 God's hands are bound or open are, 
 As Motes or Elijah, prays : 
 
 Let Moffe-s in the 
 
 •.pint groan, 
 
 And God cries out. u Let me alone !" 
 
 " Let me alone, that all my wrath 
 "May rife, the wicked to confume ! 
 
 " While Juitice hears thy pi'a) ing faith 
 '•It cannot fcal the iinners doom : 
 
 " "My Son is in my Servant's pray'r, 
 
 '•And Jefus forces me to {pare*" 
 
IIS SUPPLICATION 
 
 3 O bleffed word of gofpel-grace, 
 
 Which now we for our Ifrael plead ! 
 A faithlefs and backfliding race, 
 
 Whom thou haft out of Egypt freed £* 
 O do not then in wrath chaftife, 
 Nor let thy whole difpleafure rife ! 
 
 4 Father, we aik in Jefu's name ; 
 
 In Jefu's pow'r and fpirit pray ; 
 Divert thy vengeful thunder's aim ! 
 
 O turn thy threat'ning wrath away ! 
 Our guilt and punifhnaent remove, 
 And magnify thy pard'ning love ! 
 
 5 Father, regard thy pleading Son, 
 
 Accept his all-availing prayer ; 
 And fend a peaceful anfwcr down, 
 
 In honour of our Spokefman there ! 
 Whofe blood proclaims our fins forgiv'n> 
 And fpeaks thy rebels up to heav'n. 
 
 HYMN CXXIV. L. M. ' 
 
 1 T)IERCE, fill me with a humble fear ; 
 JL My utter helplcllnefs reveal ; 
 Satan and fin arc always near ; 
 
 Thee may I always nearer feel 1 
 
 2 O ! that to thee my conftant mind, 
 
 Might with an even flame afpire ; v 
 Pride in its earlieft motions, find, 
 And mark the rifings of defire. 
 
 .3 O ! that my tender foul might fly 
 
 The firfl: abhorr'd approach of ill ; 
 Quick, as the apple of an ey«, 
 
 The flighteft touch of fin to feel \ 
 
AND PRAYER. 1 19 
 
 4 Till thou anew my foul create, 
 
 Still may I ftrive, and watch, and pray ; 
 Humbly and confidently -wait, 
 And long to fee the perfect day. 
 
 HYMN GXXV. L. M. 
 
 1 f~\ GOD, moft merciful and true, 
 \J Thy nature to my foul impart £ 
 **Stabli(h with me the cov'nant new, 
 And write falvation on my heart. 
 
 ■3 To real holinefs reftor'd, 
 
 G let me gain ray Saviour's mind ; 
 And in the knowledge of my Lord, 
 Fulnefs of life eternal find. 
 
 <3| Remember, Lord, my fins no more ; 
 
 Though them I may no more forget ; 
 Bat, funk in guiltlefs fhame, adore 
 With fpeechlefs wonder at thy feet. 
 
 4 O'erwhdra'd with thy fhipendous grace, 
 I (hall not in thy prefence move ; 
 But breathe unutterable praife, 
 In rapt'rous awe and filent love. 
 
 Then ev'ry murm'ring thought, andvain 3 
 Expires, in fweet confufion loft : 
 
 I cannot of my crofs complain, 
 I cannot of my goodnefs boaft. 
 
 6 Pardon'd for all that T have done, 
 My mouth as in the duft I hide, 
 And glory give to God alone, 
 My God for everpacify'd ! 
 
120 SUPPLICATION 
 
 HYMN CXXVI. 
 
 1 T "KTHY not now, my God, my God ! 
 VV Ready if thou always art, 
 Make m me thy mean abode, 
 
 Take poflVfiion of my heart : 
 If thou canfl fo greatly bow, 
 Friend of Turners, why not now ? 
 
 % God of love, in this my day, 
 For thyfelf, to thee I cry ; 
 Dying, if thou Mill delay, 
 
 Mull I not for ever die ? 
 Enter now thy pooreft home: 
 Now, my utmoft Saviour, come. 
 
 H Y M N CXXVII. 
 
 1 VTOW, ah ! now, I yield, I yield, 
 jLN With all my fills to part ; 
 Jefus, fpeak my pardon feal'd, 
 
 And purify my heart 1 
 Purge the love of fin away, 
 
 Then I into nothing fall: 
 Then I fee the perfect day : 
 
 And Chrift is all in all. 
 
 2 Jefus, now our hearts infpire 
 
 With that pure love of thine ; 
 Kindle now the heav'nly fire, 
 
 To brighten and refine : 
 Purify our faith like gold : . 
 
 All the drofs of fin remove ; 
 Mek our fpirits down, and mould 
 
 Into thy pei'fed love. 
 
A*D PRAYER. 121 
 
 H Y M N CXXVIIJ. C. M. 
 
 1 /~10ME, thou cmnifcient Son of man, 
 V>4 Dilplay thy filtlng pow'r; 
 
 Gome, with thy Spirit's winnowing- fan, 
 And throughly purge thy floor. 
 
 2 The chaff of fin, th' accurfed thing, 
 
 Far from our fouls be driv'n : 
 The' wheat into thy garner bring, 
 And lay us up for heav'n. 
 
 3 Look through us with thine eyes of flame 9 
 
 The clouds and darknefs chafe : 
 And tell me what by fin I am, 
 And what I am by grace. 
 
 4 Whate'er cffends thy glorious eyes, 
 
 Far from our hearts remove ; 
 As duit before the whirlwind flies, 
 Difperfe it by thy love. 
 
 5 Then let us all thy fulnefs know, 
 
 From ev'ry fin fet free ; 
 Sav'd to the utmoft, fav'd below, 
 And perfected by thee. 
 
 H Y M N CXXIX. 
 I O AVIOUR from fin, I wait to prove 
 k3 That Jefus is thy healing name, 
 To lofe, when perfected in love, 
 
 Whate'er of I'm I have, or am ; 
 I flay me on thy faithful word, 
 The fervaiu (hall be as his Lord. 
 Anfwer that gracious end in me, 
 
 For winch thy precious life was giv'n ; 
 L 
 
122 SUPPLICATION 
 
 Redeem from all iniquity, 
 
 Reftore and make me meet for heav'n ; 
 Unlefs thou purge my ev'ry (lain, 
 My fuff'rings and my faith are vain. 
 
 3 'Tis not a bare releafe from fin, 
 
 It» guilt and pain, my foul requires-; 
 I want the grace of pow'r within : 
 
 Thee, Jefus, thee my heart defires, 
 And pants and breaks to be renew 'd, 
 And wafli'd in thine ali-cleanfing blood. 
 
 4 Did ft thou not die that I might live 
 
 No longer to rayfelf, but thee ? 
 Might body, foul, and 1'piri" give 
 
 To him who gave himfclf tor me? 
 Come than, my Ma fie r, and my God, 
 Take the dear purchase of thy blood. 
 
 5 Thine own peculiar fervant claim, 
 
 For thine own truth ami mercy's fake ; 
 Hallow in me thy glorious name : 
 
 Me for thine own this moment take^ 
 And change and throughly purify ; 
 Thine only may I li\e and die. 
 
 II y m n cxx>:. 
 
 1 / r ^lO?viE, O thou traveller unknown, 
 V_>4 Whom ftill I own but cannot fee, 
 My company before is gone, 
 
 And I am left alone with thee ; 
 With thee all night I mean to ftay, 
 And wreftle till the break of day. 
 
 2 In vain thou flrugglefl to get free, 
 
 I never will unloofe my hold J 
 
AND PRATER 12. 
 
 Art thou the man who dy'd for me ? 
 
 The fecret of thy love unfold : 
 Wreftling, I will not let thee go, 
 Till I thy name thy nature know. 
 What tho' my Hn inking flefh complain, 
 
 And murmur to contend fo long, 
 I rife fuperior to my pain. 
 
 When I am weak, then I am ftrong : 
 And -when my all of ftrengtb fl 1 all fail, 
 I mall with the God-Man prevail. 
 Yield to me now — for I ara weak, 
 
 But confident in felf-defpair ; 
 Speak to my heart, in blcflings fpeak. 
 
 Be conquer'd by my inflant pray'r ; 
 Speak, or thou never hence (halt move, 
 And tell me it* thy name be love. 
 'Tis love, 'tis love ! Thou dy'dffc for me, 
 
 I hear thy whifperin my heart, 
 The morning breaks, the fhadows flee, 
 
 Pure, univerfal love thou art ; 
 To me, to all, thy bowel.-: naove, 
 Thy nature and thy name is love. 
 
 I know thee, Saviour, who thou art, 
 Jdus, the feeble iinner's friend ; 
 
 Nor wilt thou with the night depart, 
 But flay and love me to the end ; 
 
 Thy mercies never fhall remove, 
 
 Thy nature and thy name is love. 
 
 HYMN CXXXI. Watch-night. 
 
 FT have Ave pafs'd the guilty night 
 In revelling? and frantic mirth ; 
 
124 SUPPLICATION' 
 
 The creature was our fole delight, 
 
 Our happinefs the tilings of earth ; 
 But O, fufrke the feafon paft, 
 We choofe the better part at laft. 
 "2 We will not dole our wakeful eyes, 
 We will not let our eyelids fleep, 
 But humbly lift them to the fides, 
 
 And all a folemn vigil keep ; 
 So many nights ®n fin beftow'd, 
 Can we not watch one hour for God ! 
 
 3 We can, dear Jefus, for thy fake, 
 
 Devote our ev'ry hour to thee; 
 Speak but the word, our fouls (hall wake, 
 
 And ring with cheerful melody ; 
 Thy praife (hall our glad tongues employ, 
 And ev'ry heart (hall dance for joy. 
 
 4 Dear object of our faith and love. 
 
 We liften for thy welcome voice, 
 Our perfons and our works approve, 
 
 And bid us in thy fhength rejoice ; 
 Now let us hear the mighty cry, 
 And fhout to find the Bridegroom nigh. 
 
 5 Shout in the midft of us, O King 
 
 Of faints, and let our joys abound. 
 Let. Us rejoice, give thanks, and ling, 
 
 And triumpfc in redemption found : 
 We afk in faith for ev'ry foul ; 
 let our glorious joy be full. 
 
 6 O may we all triumphant rife, 
 
 ith joy upon our heads return, 
 A tar above thefe nether Ikies, 
 By thee on eagle's wings upborne. 
 
AND PRAYER. 
 
 Through all yon radiant circle move, 
 And gain the highefl heav'n of love '. 
 
 HYMN CXXXII. L. M. 
 
 1 /\ N inward baptifin of pure fire, 
 JLjl Wherewith to be baptiz'd I have : 
 'Tis all my longing- foul's defire ; 
 
 This, only this my foul can fave. 
 
 2 Strait'ned I am, till this be done ; 
 
 Kindle ill me the living flame ; 
 Father in me, reveal thy Son : 
 Baptize me into Jefu's name. 
 
 3 Transform my nature into thine, 
 
 Let all my pow'rs thine imprefs feel, 
 Let all my foul become divine, 
 
 Andilampine with thy Spirit's leal. 
 
 4 Love, Blighty love, my heart o'erpow'r, 
 
 Ah ! why dolt thou fo long delay ! 
 Cut fliort the work, bring near the hour, 
 And let me fee thy perfect day. 
 
 5 Behold, for thee I ever wait, 
 
 Now let me in thine image flune, 
 Now the new heav'n s and earth create, 
 And plant with righteoufnefs divine. 
 
 6 If with the wretched fons cf men 
 
 It ftill be thy delight to live, 
 Come, Lord, beget my foul again, 
 Thyfelf, thy quick'ning Spirit give. 
 
 PI Y M N CXXXII L C. M. 
 
 1 TjXHJNTAIN of life, to all below, 
 JL Let thy falvation roll : 
 L 2 
 
126 SUPPLICATION 
 
 Water, replenish, and o'erflow 
 Ev'ry believing- foul. 
 
 2 Into that happy number, Lord, 
 Us weary fi niters take ; 
 Jefus, fulfil thy gracious word, 
 For thine own mercy's like. 
 
 p Turn back our nature's rapid tide, 
 And we (hall flow to thee, 
 While down the ftream of time we glide, 
 To our eternity. 
 
 4 The well of life to us thou art, 
 
 Of joy the fwelling Hood ; 
 Wafted by th.ee, with willing heart 
 We fwift return to God. 
 
 5 We foon {hall reach the boundlefs fea, 
 
 Into thy falnefs fall ; 
 Be bid and fwallow'd up in thee, 
 Our God, our All in All. 
 
 H Y M N CXXX1V. L. M. 
 
 1 /"^ THOU, whom all thy faints adore, 
 V^/ Wc now with all thy faints agree, 
 And bow our inmoft fouls before 
 
 Thy glorious awful Majefty. 
 
 2 The King of nations we proclaim ; 
 
 Who would not our great Sovereign fear ? 
 We long t* experience all tiiy name, 
 And now we come to meet thee here. 
 !) We come, great God, to feek thy face, 
 And for thy loving kindnefs wa : t ; 
 And O how dreadful is this place 1 
 
 'Tis God's own houfc, 'tis heaven's gate. 
 
a:md prayer. 127 
 
 A Tremble cur hearts to Unci thee nigli, 
 To. thee our trembling hearts afpire : 
 And lo ! we fee defcend from high, 
 The pillar and the flame of fire. 
 
 5 Still let it on th' afiembly (lay, 
 
 And all the houfe with glory fill : 
 To Canaan's bounds point out the way, 
 And bring us to the holy hill. 
 
 6 There let us all with Jefus (land, 
 
 Ar.i join the gen'ral church above, 
 And take our feats at thy right-hand, 
 And fing thine evcrlafting love. 
 
 7 Come, Lord, our fouls are on the wing, 
 
 Now on thy great white throne appear, 
 And let mine eyes behold my King, 
 And let me fee my Saviour there. 
 
 H Y M N CXXXV. L. M. 
 
 1 O AY, which of you would fee the Lord I 
 KJ You all may now obtain the grace ; 
 Behold him in the written word, 
 
 Where John unveils the Saviour's face. 
 
 2 Clear as the trumpet's voice he fpeaks 
 
 To ev'ry foul that turns his ear ; 
 
 Ami'IO: the golden candlefticks 
 
 He walks : and lo 1 he now is here. 
 
 3 Prefent to all believing fouls, 
 
 They fee him with an eagle's eye ; 
 Down to his feet a garment rolls, 
 Stain'd with a glorious crimfon die. 
 
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 SUPPLICATION 
 
 A golden girdle binds Ms bread, 
 
 ( Whence ftreams of coufolation flow, 
 Milk for his new-born babes who red 
 
 In him, nor other comfort know.) 
 His form is as the Son of Man, 
 
 His eyes are as a flame of fire ; 
 They dart a fm-confuming pain, 
 
 And life and joy divine infpire. 
 His fpotlefs purity of foul, 
 
 We by a lovely emblem know : 
 His head and hair are while as wool, 
 
 White are they as the driven fnow. 
 
 litter his feet like poliih'd brafs 
 
 That long hath in the furnace fnone, 
 Brighter than lightning is his face, 
 
 Brighter than the meridian fun. 
 As many waters founds his word, 
 
 Sev'n ftars lie holds in his right-hand, 
 Out of his mouth a two-edg'd fword 
 
 Goes forth : before it who can ftand ? 
 Co'rd, at thy feet we fall as dead, 
 
 Lay thy right-hand upon our foul, 
 Scatter cur fears, thy Spirit (bed, 
 
 And all our unbelief controul. 
 
 Tell us, " I am the Firft and Lttft, 
 
 " Who liv'd and dy'd for all, am I ! 
 " And lo ! my bitter death is pad, 
 44 And lo 1 I live no more to die ! 
 
 1 " I have the keys of death and hell." 
 
 Amen ! thy record we receive, 
 And wait till thou our fpirits feal, 
 And all in all for ever live. 
 
AND PRATER* 129 
 
 HYMN CXXXVL 
 
 1 YNboundlefs mercy, gracious Lord, appear, 
 JLDarknefs difpel, the humble mourner cheer, 
 Vain thoughts remove, meltdown this flinty 
 
 heart ; 
 Caufe ev'ry foul to choofe the better part. 
 
 2 Thy prefence fills the univerfal fpace ; 
 Thy grace appears to all the fallen race : 
 O ! % vifit us with light and life divine, 
 3*111 ev'ry foul, for ev'ry foul is thine. 
 
 3 The bleffed Jefus is my Lord, my love ; 
 
 He is my King, from him I would not move ■ 
 Away then, all ye objects that divert, 
 Norfeektodraw from in y dear Lord my heart. 
 
 4 That uncreated beauty which hath gain'd 
 Myravifh'd heart, hath all your glory ftain'd ; 
 His lovelinefs ray foul hath prepoiTefs'd, 
 And left no room for any other gueil. 
 
 H Y M N CXXXVII. C. M. 
 
 1 V ORD, all I am is known to thee; 
 1 A In vain my foul would try 
 
 To fhun thy prefence, or to flee 
 The notice of thine eye. 
 
 2 Thy all-furrounding fight furveys 
 
 My rifing and my reft, 
 My public walks, my private ways, 
 The fecrets of my breaft. 
 
 5 My thoughts lie open to thee, Lord, 
 
 Before they're form'd within : 
 And ere my lips pronounce the word, 
 Thou know 'it the ienfe I mean. 
 
I DO SUPPLICATION 
 
 4 O wond'rous knowledge, deep, and high ! 
 
 Where can a creature hide ? 
 Within thy circling arms I lie, 
 Beiet on ev'ry fide. 
 
 5 So let thy grace furround me (till, 
 
 And like a bulwark prove, 
 
 To guard my foul from ev'ry ill, 
 
 Secur'd by So v' reign love. 
 
 H Y M N CXXXVIII. S. M. 
 
 1 TTViTKER, I dare believe 
 
 I Thee merciful and true : 
 'Thou wilt my -<.\ forgive, 
 
 My fallen foui rcn^w* 
 
 2 Come then, for Jefu's fake, 
 
 And bid my heart be clean ; 
 An end of all my troubles make, 
 An end of all my fin. 
 
 3 I cannot wafli my heart. 
 
 But by believing thee : 
 And watting for thy blood t' impart 
 The fpotlels purity. 
 
 4 While at thy crofs I iie, 
 
 Jefus the grate befi 
 
 Now, thy all -cleanfiiK; blood apply, 
 And make me white as fhow. 
 
 K Y M N CXXXIX. C. M, 
 
 ASK the gift of n.;hteoufnefs, 
 The iin-fubduing pjw'r ; 
 Pow'r to believe, and go in peace, 
 And never grieve thtc more. 
 
AND PRAYER. 131 
 
 2 My ardent foul cries outopprefs'd 
 
 Impatient to be freed 1 
 Nor can I, Lord, nor will I reft, 
 Till I am fav'd indeed. 
 
 3 Art thou not able to convert, 
 
 Art thou not willing too ? 
 To change this old rebellious heart, 
 To conquer and renew ? 
 
 HYMN CXL. 
 
 1 T OVING Jefus, gentle Lamb, 
 
 S * In thy gracious hands I am, 
 Make me, Saviour, what thou art, 
 Live thyfelf within my heart. 
 
 2 I {hall then fhew forth thy praife, 
 Serve thee all my happy days ; 
 Then the world mall always fee 
 Chrift the holy child in me. 
 
 HYMN CXLI. L. M. 
 
 1 r^ THOU who corned from above I 
 V>-/ The pure celeftial fire t' impart, 
 Kindle a flame of facred love, 
 
 On the mean altar of my heart I 
 
 2 There let it for thy glory burn, 
 
 With inextinguifnable blaze, 
 And trembling to its fource return, 
 In humble love and fervent praife. 
 
 S Jefus, confirm my heart's defire, 
 
 To work, and [peak, and think for thee, 
 Still let me guard the holy fire, 
 And ftill ftir up thy gift in me. 
 
132 SUPPLICATION, &C 
 
 4 Ready for all thy perfect will, 
 
 My a£ts of faith and love repeat ; 
 Till death thy endlcfs mercies feal, 
 And make the facrifice complete. 
 
 HYMN CXLII. 
 
 1 y | ''IS a point I long to know, 
 
 JL Oft it cruifes anxious thought 
 Do I love the Lord or no ; 
 Am I his, or am I not ? 
 
 2 If I love, why am I thus ? 
 
 Why this dull and lifelefs frame ? 
 Hardly, fure, can they be worfe, 
 Who have never heard his name. 
 
 3 Could my heart fo hard remain, 
 
 Prayer a tafk and burden prove : 
 Kv'ry trifle give me pain, 
 If I knew a Saviour's love? 
 
 4 When I turn mine eyes within, 
 
 O how dark, and vain, and wild ! 
 Prone to unbelief and fin, 
 Can I deem myfelf a child ? 
 
 5 If I pray, or hear, or read, 
 
 Faith is weak in all I do ; 
 You that love the Lord indeed, 
 Tell me is it thus with you ? 
 
 6 Yet I mourn my ltubborn will, 
 
 Find my fin a grief and thrall ; 
 Should I grieve for what I feel, 
 If I did not love at all ? 
 
 7 Could I joy with faints to meet, 
 
 Choofe the ways 1 once abhorr'd : 
 
REJOICING, &C. 133 
 
 Find at times the promife fweet, 
 If I did not love the Lord ? 
 
 8 Lord decide the doubtful cafe ! 
 
 Thou who art thy people's fun ; 
 Shine upon thy work of grace, 
 If it be indeed begun. 
 
 9 Let me love thee more and more, 
 
 If I love at all, I pray ; 
 If I have not lov'd laefore, 
 Help me to begin to-day. 
 
 REJOICING AND PRAISE. 
 
 HYMN CXLIII. 
 
 1 *\7"E happy finners, hear, 
 
 I The pris'ners of the Lord, 
 And wait till Chriit appear, 
 
 According to his word ; 
 Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 
 We (hall. from all our fins be free. 
 
 3 The Lord, our righteoufnefs, 
 We have long iince receiv'd ; 
 Salvation nearer is 
 
 Than when we firfl believ'd f 
 Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 
 We mall from all our fins be free. 
 
 3 In God we put our trufi ; 
 If we our fins confefs, 
 Faithful he is, and jvft, 
 From all unrighteoufnefs" ; 
 
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134 REJOICING 
 
 To cleanfe us all, both you and me, 
 We Jhall from all our fins be free. 
 
 A Surely in us the hope 
 
 Of glory (hall appear ; 
 Sinners, your heads lift up, 
 
 And fee redemption near ; 
 Again I fay, rejoice with me, 
 We fhall from all our fins be free. 
 
 5 Who Jefu's fuff'rings (hare, 
 
 My fellow. pris'ners now, 
 Ye foon the wreath fhall wear 
 
 On your triumphant brow .• 
 Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 
 We (hall from all our fins be free. 
 
 6 The word of God is fure, 
 
 And never can remove, 
 We (hall in heart be pure, 
 
 And perfected in love : 
 Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 
 We fhall from all our fins be free. 
 
 7 Then let us gladly bring 
 
 Our facrifice of praife, 
 Let us give thanks, and fing, 
 
 And glory in his grace : 
 Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 
 We fhall from all our fins be free. 
 
 H Y M N CXLIV. S. M. 
 
 1 /^OME, ye that love the Lord, 
 V_vt And let your joys be known ; 
 Join in a fong, with fweet accord, 
 While ye furround his throne ; 
 
AI\D PRAISE. 1% 
 
 Let thofe refufe to fing 
 
 Who never knew our God ; 
 But fervants of the heav'nly King- 
 May fpeak their joys abroad. 
 
 2 The God that rules on high, 
 
 That all the earth furveys, 
 That rides upon the ftormy flcy, 
 And calms the roaring feas : 
 This awful God is ours, 
 
 Our Father and our Love : 
 He will fend down his heav'nly pow'rs 
 To carry us above. 
 
 S There we fnall fee his face, 
 And never, never fin ! 
 There, from the river of his grace, 
 Drink endlefs pleafures in : 
 Yea, and before we rife 
 To that immortal (late, 
 The thoughts of fuch amazing blifs 
 Should conft&nt joys create. 
 
 4 The men of grace have found 
 * Glory begun beiow ; 
 Celeftial fruit on earthly ground 
 
 From faith and hope may grow : 
 Then let our Eorigs abound, 
 And ev'ry tear be dry ; 
 We're marching thro' Immanuel's ground 
 To fairer worlds on high. 
 
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 HYMN GXLV. L. M. 
 
 APPY the man that finds the grace, 
 The bleiling of God's choien race, 
 
136 REJOICING 
 
 The wifdom coming from above, 
 The faith that fweetly works by love. 
 
 2 Happy beyond defcription he, 
 
 Who knows the Saviour dy'd for me, 
 The gift unfpeakable obtains, 
 And heav'nly tinderftanding gains. 
 
 3 Wifdom divine! Who tells the price 
 Of wifdom's coftly merchandife ? 
 Wifdom to filver we prefer, 
 
 And gold is drofs compar'd to her. 
 
 4 Her hands are fill'd with length ofdays > 
 True riches and immortal praife : 
 Riches of Chrifl: on all beftow'd, 
 
 And honour that defcends from God. 
 
 5 To pureft joys (he all invites, 
 Chafte, holy, fpiritual delights : 
 Her ways are ways of pleafantnefs, 
 And all her flow'ry paths are peace. 
 
 6 Happy the man who wifdom gains ; 
 Thrice happy who his guclt retains ; 
 He owns, and (ball for ever own, 
 Wifdom, and Chrifl:, and heav'n are oi*e. 
 
 H Y M N CXLVI. C. M. 
 
 1 TJAPPY the fouls to Jefus join'd, 
 JLJL And fav'd by grace alone ; 
 Walking in all his ways, they find 
 
 Their heav'n on earth begun. 
 
 2 The church triumphant in thy love, 
 
 Their mighty joys we know ; 
 They ling the Lamb in hymns abc 
 And we in hymns below. 
 
AXD PRAISE 
 
 137 
 
 3 Thee, in thy glorious realm, they praife 
 
 And bow before thy throne ! 
 We in the kingdom of thy grace ; 
 The kingdoms are but one. 
 
 4 The holy to the holieft leads ; 
 
 From thence our fpirits rile ; 
 And he that in thy ihtutes treads, 
 Shall meet thee in the fkies. 
 
 H Y M N CXLVII. 
 
 LET earth and heav'n agree, 
 Angels and men be join'd, 
 To celebrate with me 
 
 The Saviour of mankind : 
 T' adore the all-atoning Lamb, 
 And blefs the found of Jefu's name, 
 Jefus ! tranfporting found 1 
 
 The joy of earth and heav'n ; 
 No other help is found, 
 No other name is giv'n, 
 By which we can falvation have, 
 For Jefus came the world to fave. 
 Jefus 1 harmonious name 1 
 
 It charms the hofts above ; 
 They evermore proclaim, 
 And wonder at his love ; 
 'Tis all their happinefs to gaze, 
 'Tis heav'n to fee our Jefu's face. 
 His name the finner hears, 
 And is from fin let free ; 
 'Tis mulic in his ears ; 
 'Tis life and victory ; 
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138 REJOICING 
 
 New fpngs do now his lips employ, 
 And dances his glad heart for joy. 
 
 5 Stung by the Jcorpion fin, 
 
 My poor expiring- foul 
 The balmy found drinks in, 
 
 And is at once made whole ; 
 See there, my Lord upon the tree ! 
 I hear, I fc-el he died for me. 
 
 6 O unexampled love ! 
 
 O all redeeming grace; ! 
 How fwiftly did ft; thou move 
 
 To lave a fallen race : 
 What (hall I do to make it known, 
 What thou for all mankind haft done 1 
 
 7 O for a trumpet-'voice, 
 
 On all the world to call ; 
 To bid their hearts rejoice 
 
 Ifl him who dy'd for all ! 
 For all my Lord was crucify 'd ! 
 For all, for all my Saviour dy'd ! 
 
 8 To ferve thy bletfed will. 
 
 Thy dying love to praife, 
 Thy counftri to fulfil, 
 
 And minifter thy grace, 
 Freely what I receive to give, 
 The life of heav'n on earth I live. 
 
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 H Y M N CXLVIII. 
 
 ARISE, my foul, arife, 
 Shake off thy guilty fears, 
 The bleeding Sacrifice 
 In my behalf appears j 
 
AND PRAISE. 139 
 
 Before the throne, my furety (lands ; 
 My name is written on his hands.. 
 
 2 He ever lives above, 
 
 For me to intercede ; 
 His all-redeeming love, 
 
 His precious blood to plead ; 
 His blood aton'd for all our race, 
 And fpriukles now the throne of grace. 
 
 3 Five bleeding wounds he bears, 
 
 Receiv'd on Calvary : 
 They pour effectual pray'rs, 
 
 They ftrongly fpeak /or me ; 
 Forgive him, O forgive they cry 1 
 Nor let that ranfom'd fmnerdie. 
 
 4 The Father hears him pray, 
 
 His dear anointed -One ; 
 He cannot turn away 
 The prefence of his Son : 
 His Spirit anfwers to the blood, 
 And tells me I am born of God. 
 
 5 My God is reconcil'd, 
 
 H:S para'ning voice I hear; 
 He owns me for his child, 
 
 I can no longer fear : 
 With confidence I now draw nigh, 
 And Father Abba Father I cry. 
 
 HYMN GXLIX. 
 
 I "ft /|~Y God lam thine, what comfort divine ; 
 JlVJL What pleafure to know that my Jefus 
 
 is mine ! 
 In th' heavenly Lamb, thrice happy I am : , 
 My heart doth rejoice at the found of his ..'.ame. 
 
!40 Rejoicing 
 
 2 True pleafures abound in thatblc-ffed found » 
 Whoever doth know it, hath paradife found : 
 My Jefus to know, and feel his blood flow, 
 'Tis life everlafting, 'tis heaven below I 
 
 3 Yet onward I hafte to th' heavenly feaft ; 
 That, that is the fuinels ; but this is the tafle ; 
 And this i fhall prove, until I remove 
 
 To ti;' heaven of heavens in Jefus's love. 
 
 H Y M N CL. C. M. 
 
 1 TTT^HY ceafelefs, unexhaufted love, 
 
 I Unmerited and free, 
 Delights our evil to remove, 
 And help ourmifery. 
 
 2 Thou waiteft to be gracious A III ; 
 
 Thou dofi with finners bear, 
 Thatfav'd, we may thy goodnefs feel, 
 And all thy grace declare. 
 
 3 Thy goodnefs and thy truth, to me, 
 
 To cv'iy foul abound ; 
 A vail unfathomable fea, 
 
 Where all our thoughts are drown'd. 
 
 4 Its dreams the whole creation reach. 
 
 So plenteous is the ftore ; 
 Enough t'er all, enough for each, 
 Enough for evermore 1 
 
 5 faithful, O Lord, thy mercies are, 
 A rock that cannot move : 
 tkouf.md promifes declare 
 Thy conftancy of love ! 
 
 6 Throughout the univerfe it reigns, 
 Unalterably fure j ft£ 
 
AND PRAISE, 
 
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 And while the truth of God remains, 
 His goodnefs rnuft endure. 
 
 HYMN CLI. 
 
 T3 EJOIGE, the Lord is King ; 
 JlV Your Lord and King adore 
 Mortals, give thanks and Ting, 
 And triumph evermore : 
 Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice, 
 Rejoice, again I fay rejoice ! 
 Jefus, the Saviour, reigns, 
 
 The God of truth and love, 
 When he had purg'd our {lain;, 
 He took his feat above : 
 Lift up your hearts, Sec. 
 Mis kingdom cannot fail, 
 
 He rules o'er earth and heav'n : 
 The keys of death and hell 
 Are to our Jefus giv'n : 
 Lift up your hearts, Sec. 
 
 He fits at God's right hand, 
 
 Till all his foes fubinit : 
 And bow to his command, 
 And fall beneath his feet ; 
 Lift up your hearts, Sec. 
 He all his foes (hall quell, 
 
 Shall all our fins ddlrov : 
 Ana ev'ry bofom fwell 
 With pure feraphic joy : 
 Lift up your hearts, Sec, 
 Rejoice in glorious hope, 
 
 Jefus, the Judge, {hall come ; 
 
14 l 2 'REJOICING 
 
 And take his fervants up 
 To their eternal home : 
 We foon fhall hear th* archangel's voice, 
 The trump ci' God (hall ibund Rejoice ! 
 
 HYMN CLH. 
 
 1 f~\ TELL me no more of this world's vain 
 V>^ llore, 
 
 The time for fuch trifles with me now is o'er; 
 A country I've found, where true joys abound, 
 To dwell I'm determined on that happy ground. 
 
 2 The fouls that believe, in paradife live, 
 And me in that number will Jefus receive : 
 My foul, don't delay — he calls thee away, 
 Rife, follow thy Saviour, and blefs the glad day, 
 
 3 No mortal doth know what he can beftow, 
 "What light, ilrength, and comfort — go after 
 
 him, go : 
 Lo 1 onward I move to heaven above, 
 None gucfTes how wond'rous my journey will 
 
 prove. 
 
 i 4 Great fpoih I fliall win from death, hell and fin, 
 jlPMidfi: outward afflictions (hall feel Chrift Within : 
 
 id when. I'm to die, Receive me ! I'll cry, 
 '"For Jefus hath lov'd me, I cannot tell why : 
 
 5 But this I do find, we two are fo join'd, 
 Hell not live in glory, and leave me behind : 
 So this is the race I'm running, through grace ; 
 
 ^■'Henceforth — till admitted to fee my Lord's face. 
 
 6 And now I'm in care, my neighbours :v,<ty lhare 
 Thei'e bleiTmgs ; to feek them will none of you 
 
 dare ? 
 
AND PRAISE. 143 
 
 In bondage, why, and death will you lie, 
 When one here allures you free grace is fo nigh ? 
 
 HYMN CLIII. S. M. 
 
 1 TV/TY God, the fpring of all my joys, 
 JlV-J- The life: of my delights, 
 
 The glory of ray brighteft days, 
 And comfort of my nights. 
 
 2 In darkeft fhades if thou appear, 
 
 My dawning is begun ; 
 Thou art my foul's bright morning-flar, 
 And thou my rifing fun. 
 
 3 The op'ning heav'ns around me fhine 
 
 With beams of facred blifs, 
 If Jefus (hews his mercy mine, 
 And whifpers I am his. 
 
 A My foul would leave this heavy clay 
 At that tranfporting word, 
 Run up with joy the lhining way, 
 To fee and praife my Lord. 
 
 5 Fearlefs of hell, and ghaftly deatfc> 
 I'd break through ev'ry foe ; 
 The wings of love, and arms of faith 
 Would bear me conqu'ror through. 
 
 HYMN CLIV. C. M. 
 
 1 1 ' ET ev'ry tongue thy goodnefs fpeak, 
 I ,4 Thou Sovereign Lord of all ; 
 
 Thy flrength'ning hands uphold the weak, 
 And raife the poor that fall. 
 
 2 When forrows bow the fpirit down, 
 
 When virtue lies diftrefs'd, 
 
144 REJOICING 
 
 Beneath the proud oppreflor's frown, 
 Thou giv'ft the mourner reft. 
 
 3 Thou know'ft the pains thy fervants feel ; 
 
 Thou hear'ft: thy children's cry ; 
 And. their bed wifhes to fulfil, 
 Thy grace is ever nigh. 
 
 4 Thy mercy never fhall remove 
 
 Frow men of hearts fincere : 
 Thou fav'fl: the fouls whofe humble love 
 Is join'd with holy fear. 
 
 5 My lips (hall dwell upon thy praife, 
 
 And fpread thy fame abroad j 
 Let all the Ions of Adam raife 
 The honours of their God. 
 
 II Y M N CLV. 
 
 I HpHE fpaeious firmament on high, 
 A With all the blue etherial iky, 
 And fpangled heav'ns (a fhinmg frame !) 
 Their great Original proclaim : .' 
 The an weary 'd i'un, from day to day, 
 Doth his Creator's pow'r dlfplay, 
 And publiihes to ev'ry 
 The work of an Almighty hand. 
 
 2 Soon as the ev'ning Shades prevail. 
 The moon takes up the wond'rous tale, 
 And nightly to the linVnirig earth 
 Repeats the ftory of her birth : 
 While all the fUrs that round her burn. 
 And all the planets in their turn, 
 Confirm the tidings as they roll, 
 And fpread the truth from pole to pole. 
 
AND PRAISE. 145 
 
 3 What though, in folemn filence, all 
 Move round the dark terrestrial ball ; 
 What though no real voice nor found 
 Amid the radiant orbs be found ; 
 In reafon's ear they all rejoice, 
 And utter forth a glorious voice, 
 For ever fmging as they (hine, 
 " The Hand that made us is Divine." 
 
 HYMN CLVI. 
 
 1 ^ B ^HE voice of my beloved founds, 
 
 JL While o'er the mountain-tops he bounds., 
 tfe flies exulting o'er the hills, 
 And all my foul with tranfport fills : 
 Gently doth he chide my flay, 
 " Rife, my love, and come away." 
 
 2 The fcatter'd clouds are fled at laft, 
 The rain is gone, the winter's pad, 
 The lovely vernal flow'rs appear, 
 The warbling choir enchants our ear ; 
 
 Now, with fweetly-penfive moan, 
 Coos' the turtle dove alone. 
 
 HYMN CLVIL C. M. 
 
 1 |. 1 ATHER, how wide thy glories fliine ! 
 JJ How high thy wonders rife ! 
 Known through the earth by thoufand figns. 
 
 By thoufands through the Ikies : 
 Thofe mighty orbs proclaim thy pow'^ 
 
 Their motions fpeak thy ikilj : 
 And on the wings of ev'ry hour 
 We read thy patience ftilK 
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146 REJOICING 
 
 2 Part of thy name divinely ftands, 
 
 On all thy creatures writ, 
 They fhew the labour of thy hands, 
 
 Or iraprefs of thy feet : 
 But when we view thy ilrange defign 
 
 To lave rebellious worms, 
 Where vengeance and companion join 
 
 In their divineft forms : 
 
 3 Here the whole Deity is known, 
 
 Nor dares a creature guefs, 
 Which of the glories b righted /hone, 
 
 The juitice or the grace : 
 Now the full glories of the Lamb, 
 
 Adorn the heav'nly plains ; 
 Bright feraphs learn Immanuel's name, 
 
 And try their choicefl drains. 
 
 4 may I bear fome humble part 
 
 In that immortal long ! 
 Wondei and joy fliall tune my heart, 
 
 And love command my tongue. 9 
 To Father, Son, and Holy'Ghoft, 
 
 Who fweetly all agree 
 To fave a world of tinners loft, 
 
 Eternal glory be. 
 
 HYMN CLVIII. 
 
 1 T'LL praife my Maker while I've breath, 
 X A.nd when my voice is loft in death, 
 
 Praife (hall employ my nobler pcrw'rs : 
 My d.tys of praife (hall ne'ei be paft, 
 While life, and thought, and being laft, 
 
 Or immortality endures. 
 
AND PRAISE. 147 
 
 2 Happy the man whofe hopes rely- 
 On Iirael's God, who made the iky, 
 
 And earth and feus with .ill their train : 
 His truth for ever ftaads fecure ! 
 He faves th' opprtfs'd, he feeds the poor, 
 
 And none (hall find his promife vain. 
 
 3 The Lord pours eye-fight on the blind ; 
 The Lord fupports the fainting mind : 
 
 He fends the lab'ring confidence peace ; 
 He helps the (tranger in diitrefs, 
 The widow and the fatherlefs, 
 
 And grants the pris'ner fweet releafe. 
 
 4 I'll praife him while he lends me breath, 
 And when my voice is loft in death, 
 
 Praife fnall employ my nobler pow'rs : 
 My days of praife fnall ne'er be paft 
 While life, and thought, and being laft, 
 
 Or immortality endures. 
 
 HYMN GLIX. L. M. 
 
 1 "jJRAISE ye the Lord ! 'tis good to raife 
 JL Your hearts and voices in his praife : 
 His nature and his works invite 
 
 To make this duty our delight. 
 
 2 He form'd the ftars, thofe heav'nly flames; 
 He counts their numbers, calls their names : 
 His wifdom's vafr, and knows no bound, 
 
 A deep where all our thoughts are drown'd ! 
 
 3 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high- 
 Who fpreads his clouds around the iky ; 
 There he prepares the fruitful rain, 
 Nor lets the drops defcend in vain. 
 
148 REJOICING 
 
 4 He makes the grafs the hills adorn ; 
 He clothes the fmiling 1 fields with corn ; 
 The beafts and birds, his hands fupply 
 
 With food and plenty, when they cry. 
 
 j> What is the creature's fkill or force, 
 The fprightly man or warlike liorfe ? 
 The piercing wit, the active limb ? 
 All are too mean delights for him. 
 
 6 His faints are lovely in his fight, 
 He views his children with delight ! 
 He fees their hope, he knows their fear ; 
 He looks, and loves his image there. 
 
 H Y M N CLX. L. M. 
 
 1 T^EFQRE Jehovah's awful throne, 
 JUr Ye nations bow, with facred joy : 
 Know that the Lord is God alone, 
 
 He can create, and he deflroy. 
 
 2 His fov'reign pow'r, without our aid, 
 
 Made us of clay, and fo'rm'd us men ! 
 And when like wand'ring (beep we firav'd r 
 He brought us to his fold again. 
 
 3 We'll croud thy gates "with thankful fongs, 
 
 High as the heav'ns oui voices raiic : 
 And earth with her ten thonfand tonguesi 
 Shall fill thy courts with founding praife. 
 
 4 Wide as the world is thy command j 
 
 Vaft as eternity thy love : 
 Firm as a rock thy truth ran! 1 : Ih.nu, 
 Whtn rolling years Tnall ceafe to move. 
 
AND PRAISE. 149 
 
 HYMN CLXI. G. M. Easter. 
 
 1 ^PHE Lord of Sabbath let us praifc, 
 
 1 In concent with the bleft, 
 Who joyful in harmonious'days, 
 Employ an endlefs reft. 
 
 2 Thus, Lord, while we remember thee. 
 
 We bleft and pious grow, 
 By hymns of praife -we learn to be 
 , Triumphant here below. 
 
 3 On this glad day, a brighter fcene 
 
 Of glory was difplay'd. 
 By God, th' eternal Word, than when 
 This univerfe was made. 
 
 4 He rifes, who mankind hath bought 
 
 With grief and pain extreme ; 
 'Twas great to fpeak the world from nought, 
 'Twas greater to redeem. 
 
 HYMN CLXII. G. M. 
 
 1 QALVATIOM ! O the joyful found ! 
 k3 What pieafure to our ears ! 
 
 A fov'rcign balm for ev'ry wound, 
 A cordial for our fears. 
 
 Glory, honour, praise, and power, 
 Be unto the Lamb for ever ; 
 Jesus Christ is our Redeemer I 
 Hallelujah I praise the Lord ! 
 
 2 Salvation ! let. the echo My 
 
 The ipacious earth around, 
 Whiie .iii the armies df the fky 
 
 ConOlre to raife the found. Glory, tfc, 
 N 3 
 
150 REJOICING 
 
 3 Salvation ! O thou bleeding Lamb ! 
 
 To thee the praife belongs : 
 
 Salvation [hall ihfpire our hearts, 
 
 And dwell upon our tongues. Glory, \St 
 
 HYMN CLXIII. L. M. 
 
 1 Tj^ROM all that dwell below the ikies, 
 X Let the Creator's praife arife ; 
 Let the Redeemer's name be fung, 
 Through ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue : 
 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord, 
 Eternal truth attends thy word ; 
 
 Thy praife fhall found from fhore to fhore, 
 Tifl funs (hall rile and fet no more. 
 
 2 Your lofty themes, ye models bring, 
 In fongs of praife divinely fi 
 
 The great falration loud proclaim, 
 And fhout for joy the Saviour's name ! 
 In ev'ry land begin the fo; 
 To ev'ry land the (trains bel< i g : 
 Jn cheerful founds all voices raife, 
 And fill the world with loudest praife. 
 
 HYMN CLXIV. C. M. 
 
 1 /^tOME, let us join our cheerful longs 
 V>4 With angels round the throne ; 
 Ten thou land thoufand are their tongues, 
 
 But all their joys are one. 
 
 2 Worthy the Lamb that dy'd, they cry, 
 
 To be exalted thus ; 
 Worthy the L a b, btfr hearts reply. 
 For he was (lam for us. 
 
AKD PRAISE. 151 
 
 3 Jefus is worthy to receive 
 
 Honour and pow'r divine ; 
 And bleifings more than Ave can give, 
 Be, Lord, for ever thine, 
 
 4 The whole creation join in one, 
 
 To blefs the fac.red name 
 Of him that fits upon the throne, 
 And to adore the Lam'o. 
 
 H Y M N CLXV. 
 
 I /*"S LORY be to God on high, 
 VJ God whofc glory ffls the fkjr : 
 
 Peace on earth to man forgiv'ri, 
 Man the well-belov'd of heaven. ' 
 
 5 Sov'reigrj Father, heav'nly King, 
 Thee we new prefume to lirg ;. 
 Glad thine attributes coniefs, 
 Glorious all and nuniberkfs. 
 
 3 Had! by all thy work's idor'd ; 
 Hail ! thou eveflafHhg Lord : 
 Thee with thankful hearts we prove, 
 Lord of pow'r and Gel of iove . 
 
 4 Qiftft, cur Lord and &od »ve own j 
 Ghrift, the Father's only L-cn : 
 Lamb of God l-r tinners (lain, 
 Savicv of offending man. 
 
 5 Sow frhine ear, in mercy bow, 
 I".ar ? the world's Atonement thou ; 
 JeltJus, in thy name we pray, 
 Take, O take our litis away 1 
 
152 REJOICING 
 
 f> Pow'rful Advocate with God, 
 J uftify us by thy Hood ! 
 San&ify us, Lord, 2nd blei's ; 
 Fill us with thy rightcouinefs. 
 
 H Y M N CLXVI. C. M. 
 
 3RAJ3E ye the Lord, y' immortal choirs 
 That fill the realms above * 
 Prfeife him who form'd you of his fires, 
 And feeds you with his love. 
 
 2 Shine to his praife, ye cryftal fkies, 
 
 The floor of his abode ; 
 Or veil in (hades your tboufand eyes 
 Before your brighter God. 
 
 3 Thou reftlefs globe of golden light, 
 
 Whofe beams create our days, 
 Join with the filver queen of night, 
 To own your borrow 'd rays* 
 
 A Winds, ye (hall bear his name aloud 
 Through the etherial blue ; 
 For when his chariot is a cloud, 
 Me makes his wheels of you. 
 
 5 Thunder, and hail, and (ire and dorms. 
 
 The troops of his command, 
 Appear in all your dreadful forms, 
 And fpeak his awful hand. 
 
 6 Shout to the Lord, ye furging feas, 
 
 In your eternal roar ; 
 Let wave to wave rcfound his praife, 
 And lhore reply to fliorc : 
 
AND PRAISE. 15! 
 
 7 While monfters, fporting on the flood, 
 
 In fcaly filver {nine, 
 Speak terribly their Maker, God, 
 And lafli the foaming brine. 
 
 8 But gentler things (ball tune his name, 
 
 To fofter notes than thefe ; 
 Young zephyrs, breathing o'er the Ptream, 
 Or whifp'ring thro' the trees. 
 
 9 Wave your tall heads, ye lofty pines, 
 
 To him that bids you grow : 
 Sweet clufters, bend the fruitful vines 
 On ev'ry thankful bough. 
 
 10 Let the Oirill birds his honours raife, 
 
 And climb the morning fky ; 
 While grov'ling beafls attempt his praife, 
 In hoarfer harmony. 
 
 11 Thus while the meaner creatures fing, 
 
 Ye mortals take the found ; 
 Echo the glories of your King, 
 Through all the nations round. 
 
 HYMN CLXVII. 
 
 1 nnHE God of Abrah'm praife, 
 JL Who reigns enthron'd above : 
 Ancient of everlafting days, 
 And God of love : 
 JEHOVAH, GREAT I AM i 
 By eaith and heav'n confefs'd ; 
 I bow and blefs the facred Name, 
 For ever bieft, 
 
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 2 The God of Abrah'm praife, 
 
 At whole fupreme command 
 From earth I rife — and ftek the*joy& 
 At his right-hand ; 
 I all on earth forfake, 
 Its wifdom. fame, and pow'r: 
 And him my only portion make, 
 My fhicld and tow'r. 
 
 3 The God of Abrah'm praife, 
 
 Whofe all-fufikient grace 
 Shall guide me all my happy days, 
 In all my ways ; 
 He calls a worm his friend ! 
 He calls himfelf my God ! 
 And he mall fave me to the end 
 Through Jefu's blood ! 
 
 4 He by himfelf hath fworn, 
 
 I on Ins oath depend, 
 I (hall on eagle's wings up-borne, 
 To heav'n afcend : 
 I (hall behold his face, 
 I fhall his pow'r adore, 
 And fing the wonders of his grace 
 For evermore. 
 
 HYMN CLXVIII. C. M. 
 
 1 "IV/TY Saviour, my almighty Friend, 
 XvJL When I begin thy praife, 
 Where will the growing numbers end, 
 
 The numbers of thy grace ? 
 
 2 Thou art my everlaftin- truft, 
 
 Thy goodnefs I adore : 
 
AND PRAISE. 155 
 
 Send down thy grace, O bleffed Lord, 
 That I may love thee more. 
 
 S My feet fhall travel all the length 
 Of the celeftial road : 
 And march with courage in thy Rrength, 
 To fee the Lord my God. 
 
 4 Awake, awake my tuneful pow'rs, 
 
 With this delightful long, 
 
 And entertain the darkeft hours, 
 
 Nor think the feafou long. 
 
 HYMN CLXIX. 
 
 1 r I ^HIS, this is the God we adore, 
 
 JL Our faithful unchangeable Friend ; 
 Whofe love is as great as his pow'r, 
 And neither knows meafure nor end. 
 
 2 'Tis Jefus, the Firft and the Laft, 
 
 Whofe Spirit ihall guide us fafc home ; 
 We'll praife him for all that is paft, 
 And trufl him for all that's to come. 
 
 HYMN CLXX. C. M. 
 
 1 TX 7HEN all the mercies of my God, 
 
 V V My rifing foul furveys ; 
 Why, my cold heart, art thou not loft 
 In wonder, love, and praife ? 
 
 2 Thy providence my 'life fuftain'd, 
 
 And all my wants redrefs'd ; 
 
 While in the filcnt womb I lay, 
 
 And hung upon the bread : 
 
156 REJ0IC1N* 
 
 3 To all ftiy weak complaints and cries 
 
 Thy mercy lent an ear ; 
 Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learn'd 
 To form themfelves in pray'r. 
 
 4 Unnumber*d comforts on my foul 
 
 Thy tender care be {low 'd ; 
 Before my infant heart conceiv'd 
 From whom thole comforts flow'd. 
 
 5 When in the ilipp'ry paths of youth, 
 
 With heedleis (teps I ran, 
 Thine arm, unfeen, convey'd me fafe, 
 And led me up to man. 
 
 6 Thro' hidden dangers, toils, and deaths, 
 
 It gently clear'd my way ; 
 And thro' the pleating fnares of vice, 
 More to be fear'd than they. 
 
 7 Through ev'ry period of my life, 
 
 Thy gocdnefs I'll purfue ; 
 And after death, in diftant worlds, 
 The pleating theme renew. 
 
 8 Through all eternity, to thee, 
 
 A grateful fong I'll raife ; 
 But O ! eternity's too lhort 
 To utter all thy praife. 
 
 H Y M N CLXXI. 
 
 1 ^"V THOU God of my falvaticn, 
 V-^ My Redeemer from all fin, 
 Mov'd to this by great companion, 
 Yearning bowels from within : 
 I will praife thee : 
 Where fhall I thy praife begin ? 
 
AND PRAISE. 157 
 
 2 While the angel-choirs are crying, 
 
 Glory to the great I AM ! 
 I vita them would Hill be vying, 
 
 Glory, glory to the Lamb I 
 O how precious 
 Is the found of Jefu's name I 
 
 3 Now I fee, with joy and wonder, 
 
 Whence the healing ftreams arofe ; 
 Angel-minds are loft to ponder 
 
 Dying love's myfierious caufe ; 
 Yet the bleffing, 
 Down to all, to me it flows. 
 
 A Though unfeen, I love the Saviour, 
 He almighty grace hath fhown ; 
 Pardon'd guilt andpurchas'd favour I 
 This he makes to mortals known ; 
 Give him glory, 
 Glory, glory is his own. 
 
 5 Angels now are hov'ring round us, 
 Unperceiv'd they mix the throng, 
 Wond'ring at the love that crown'd us, 
 Glad to join the holy fong : 
 Hallelujah, 
 Love and praife to Ch.rifl belong. 
 
 HYMN CLXX1I. C. M. 
 
 1 TTOW happy ev'ry child of grace, 
 JLjL Who knows his fins forgiv'n I 
 This earth, he cries, is not my place, 
 Ifeek my place in heav'n: 
 O 
 
158 RfcjOlCIN'G 
 
 A country far from mortal fight : 
 
 Yet, O ! by faith 1 fee 
 The land of reft, the faints' delight, 
 
 The heav'n prepar'd for me. 
 
 3 O what a bleifed hope is ours ! 
 
 While here on earth we flay, 
 We more than taile the heav'nlv pow'rs, 
 
 And antedate that day : 
 We i^el the refurreclion near, 
 
 Our life in Chriil conceal'd, 
 And with his glorious prefence here 
 
 Our earthen vefTcls fill'd. 
 
 3 O would he more of heav'n beftow ! 
 
 And when the vefTels break ; 
 Our ranfoin'd fptrits then (hall go, 
 
 To grafp the God we feek : 
 In rapt'rous awe on him I'll gaze, 
 
 Who bought the fight for me, 
 And fhout and wonder at his grace 
 
 Through ail eternity. 
 
 HYMN CLXXIII. 
 
 1 T TEAD of the church triumphant, 
 JL_L We joyfully adore thee : 
 Till thou appear, thy members here 
 Shall fing like thole in glory: 
 We lift our hearts and voices, 
 With blelt anticipation ; 
 And cry aloud, and give to God 
 Thcpraife of our falVation. 
 
AND PRAISE. 159 
 
 2 While in affliction's furnace, 
 And palling through the fire, 
 
 Thy love we praife, which knows no days, 
 
 And ever brings us nigher : 
 
 We clap our hands, exulting 
 
 In thine almighty favour ; 
 
 The love divine, which made us thine, 
 
 Can keep us thine for ever. 
 
 3 Thou doft conduct thy people, 
 Through torrents of temptation ; 
 Nor will we fear, while thou art near, 
 The fire of tribulation : 
 
 The world, with fin and SataD, 
 
 In vain our march oppofes ; 
 
 By thee we {hall, break thro' them all, 
 
 And fing the long of Ivlofes. 
 
 4 By faith we fee the glory, 
 
 To which thou fbalt reflore us, 
 
 The crofs defpife, for that high prize, 
 
 W 7 hich thou ha ft fet before us : 
 
 And if thou count us worthy, 
 
 We each, as dying Stephen, 
 
 Shall fee thee ftand, at God's right-hand, 
 
 To take us up to heaven. 
 
 HYMN CLXXIV. S. M. 
 
 1 A LMIGHTY Maker, God, 
 jl .I. How glorious is thy name ! 
 Thy wonders how diffu.'d abroad, 
 
 Throughout creation's frame I 
 
 2 In native white and red, 
 
 The rofe and lily fiand, 
 
160 REJOICING 
 
 And free from pride, their beauties fpread, 
 To {how thy fkilful hand. 
 
 3 The lark mounts up the iky, 
 
 With unambitious fong ; 
 And bears her Makers praife on high, 
 Upon her artlefs tongue. 
 
 4 Fain would I rife and fing 
 
 To my Creator too ; 
 Fain would my heart adore my King, 
 And give him praifes due. 
 
 5 But pride, that bufy fin, 
 
 Spoils all that I perform ; 
 That pride which creeps fecurely in, 
 And fwells a haughty worm. 
 
 6 Thy glories T abate. 
 
 Or praife thee with defign : 
 Part of thy favours I forget, 
 Or think the merit mine. 
 
 7 Create my foul anew, 
 
 Elfe all my worfhip's vain ; 
 This wretched heart will ne'er prove true 
 Till it be form'd again. 
 
 ft Defcend, celcftial fire, 
 
 And feize me from above ! 
 Wrap me in flames of pure defire, 
 A facrifice of love. 
 
 9 Let joy and worfiiip fpend 
 The remnant of my days ; 
 And to my God, my foul afcend, 
 In fweet perfumes of praife. 
 
A N D P R A I S E . 1 6 J 
 
 HYMN CLXXV. 
 
 1 "IT} EJOTCE evermore -with angels above, 
 JL\ In Jefus's pow'r, in Jefus's love : 
 With glad exultation your triumph proclaim, 
 Afcribing falvation to God and the Lamb 1 
 
 2 Thou, Lord, our relief in trouble haft been : 
 Had fav'dusfrom grief, halt fav'd us from fin : 
 Thepow'roi tfy Spirit Jjathfetour hearts fiee, 
 And now we inherit all fulnefs in thee. 
 
 3 All fulnefs of peace, all fulnefs of joy, 
 And fpiritual blifsthat never fhall cloy, 
 To us it is given in Jefus to know 
 
 A kingdom of heaven, a heaven below. 
 
 A No longer we join, while tinners invite ; 
 Nor envy the fwine their brutifh delight; 
 Thc>r joy is all fadnefs, their mirth is all vain ; 
 Their laughter is madnd's, their pleafureispaiiu 
 
 5 O might they at laft with forrow return, 
 The pleafures to tafte for which they were born : 
 Our Jefus receiving, our happinei's prove, 
 The joy of believing, the heav'n of love. 
 
 H Y M N CLXXVI. 
 
 OT^T I in ir 
 Who (ha 
 
 my heart have faid, 
 
 Mount to Chriu, my gloricus head, 
 And bring him from the iky ? 
 O 2 
 
1Q2 REJOICING 
 
 Borne on contemplation's ■wing-, 
 Surely I fhall find him there, 
 
 Where the angels praife their King, 
 And gain the morning-ftar. 
 
 2 Oft I in my heart have {'aid, 
 
 Who to the deep fliall Troop, 
 Sink with Chrift among- the dead, 
 
 From thence to biing him up ? 
 Could I but my heart prepare, 
 
 By unfeign'd humility, 
 Chrift would quickly enter there, 
 
 And ever dwell in me. 
 
 3 But the righteoufnefs of fahh 
 
 Hath taught me better things : 
 a Inward turn thine eyes" (it faith, 
 
 While Chrift to me it brings) 
 " Chrift is ready to impart 
 
 " Life to all, for life who figh ; 
 • c In thy mouth, and in thy heart 
 
 u The word is ever nigh." 
 
 H Y M N CLXXVII. 
 
 1 /^\ Glorious hope of perfect love ! 
 V_/ It lifts me up to things above ! 
 
 It bears on eagles' wings ; 
 It ives my ravifh'dfcul totafte, 
 And makes me for fome moments feifl: 
 
 With Jefus, priefis, and kings. 
 
 2 The things eternal I purfue, 
 A happinefs beyond the view 
 
 O thofc that bafely pant 
 
AND PRAISE 163 
 
 For things by nature felt and feen : 
 Their honours, wealth and plcafures mean, 
 I neither have nor want. 
 
 3 Nothing on earth I call my own : 
 Aftrangerto the world, unknown, 
 
 I all their goods defpife : 
 I trample on their whole delight, 
 And leek a country out of fight, 
 
 A country in the ik es. 
 
 4 There is my houfe and portion fair, 
 My treafnre and my heart are there, 
 
 And my abiding home ; 
 For me my elder brethren ftay, 
 And angels beckon me away, 
 
 And Jefus bids me come ! 
 
 5 I come, thy fervant, Lord, replies, 
 I come, to meet thee in the ikies, 
 
 And claim my heav'nly reft ; 
 Now let the pilgrim's journey end. 
 Now, O my Saviour, Brother, Friend, 
 
 Receive me to thy breaQ: ! 
 
 HYMN CLXXVIII. 
 
 1 ^7*E fimple fouls that dray 
 
 I Far from the path of peace, 
 That unfrequented way 
 
 To life and happinefs ; — 
 How long will ye your folly love, 
 
 And throng the downward road, 
 And hate the wifdom from above. 
 And mock the ions of God '. 
 
164 REJOICING- 
 
 2 Madnefs and mifery 
 
 Ye count our life beneath, 
 And nothing great can lee, 
 
 Or glorious in our death ! 
 As born to fuffer and to grieve, 
 
 Beneath your feet we lie, 
 And utterly contenm'd we live, 
 
 And unlamented die. 
 
 3 Poor, pen five fojourners, 
 
 O'erwhelm'd with grief and woes, 
 Perplex'd with needlefs fears, 
 
 And pleafure's mortal foes ; 
 More irkfome than a gaping tomb, 
 
 Our fight ye cannot bear, 
 Wrapt in the melancholy gloom 
 
 Of fanciful defpair. 
 
 4 So wretched and obfeure, 
 
 The men whom yedefpife, 
 So foolifh, weak, and poor, 
 
 Above your fcorn we rife : 
 Our confeience, in the Holy Ghoft, 
 
 C?m witnefs better things ; 
 For he, whole blood is all our boaft, 
 
 Hath made us priefts and kings. 
 
 5 Riches, unfearchable, 
 
 In Jefu's love we know, 
 And pleafures, from the well 
 
 Of life, our fouls o'erflow ; 
 From him the fpirit we. receive, 
 
 Of wifdom, grace, and pow'r, 
 And always forrowful we live. 
 
 Rejoicing evermore. 
 
AND PRAISE. l&S 
 
 G Angels our fervants are, 
 
 And keep in all our ways, 
 And in their hands they bear 
 
 The facred ions of grace ; 
 Our guardians to that hcav'nly blifs. 
 
 They all our Heps attend ; 
 And God liimfelf our Father is, 
 
 And Jefus is our Friend. 
 
 7 With him we walk in white, 
 
 We in his image thine, 
 
 Our robes are robes of light, 
 
 Our righteoufnefs d 
 
 ivme 
 
 On all the mortal kings of earth, 
 
 With pity we look down, 
 And claim in virtue of our birth, 
 
 A never-fading crown, 
 
 HYMN CLXXIX. 
 
 1 T T ARK ! how the gofpsl-trumpet founds 
 XJL Thro' all the earth the echo bounds ! 
 And Jefus, by redeeming blood, 
 
 Is bringing fmners back to God ; 
 And guides them fafely by his word 
 To endlefs day. 
 
 2 Hail ! all-vi&orious conqu'ring Lord ! 
 Be thou by all thy works ador'd, 
 Who undertook for finful man, 
 
 And brought falvation thro' thy name, 
 That we with thee may ever reign, 
 In endlefs day. 
 
 S Fight on, ye conqu'ring fouls, fight 'on, 
 And when the conqueft you have won, 
 
166 REJOICING, he 
 
 The palms of vicVry you fhall bear, 
 And in his kingdom hare a Glare, 
 And crowns of glory ever wear, 
 In endlcfs day. 
 
 4 There we fhall in fweet chorus join, 
 And faints and angels all combine, 
 To fing of his redeeming love, 
 When rolling years (hall ceafe to move, 
 And this (hall be our theme above, 
 1 In endlefs day. 
 
 II Y M N CLXXX. G. M. 
 
 1 T KNOW that my Redeemer lives, 
 JL And ever prays for me ; 
 A token of his love he gives, 
 A pledge of liberty. 
 
 3 Thy love I Coon expect to find, 
 In all its depth and height. 
 To comprehend th' Eternal Mind, 
 And gndp the Infinite. 
 
 3 When God is mine, and I am his, 
 O f p a r a d i i e p o i fe fs ' d , 
 I talle unutterable blifs, 
 And everlading reft. 
 
 H Y M N CLXXXI. 
 
 1 TJAIL! thou once defpi fed jefus, 
 JUL Hail thou everiafnng King 1 
 Thou did (I fuller to redeem us ; 
 
 Thou did 11 free falvation bring. 
 Hail, £hou agonizing Saviour, 
 
 Bearer of our fin and fhame ! 
 
TRUSTING IN, Sec. 167 
 
 By thy merits we find favour ; 
 Life is given thro' thy name. 
 
 2 Pafchal Lamb, by God appointed, 
 
 AH our fins on thee were laid : 
 By almighty love anointed, 
 
 Thou haft full atonement made : 
 All thy people are forgiven, 
 
 Thro' the virtue of thy blood : 
 Open'd is the gate of heaven ; 
 
 Peace is made 'twixt man and God. 
 
 3 Jefus, hail, enthron'd in glory, 
 
 There for ever to abide 1 
 All the heav'nly hods adore thee, 
 
 Seated at thy Father's fide : 
 There for tinners thou art pleading, 
 
 There thou doftour place prepare : , 
 
 Ever for us interceding, 
 
 Till in glory we appear. 
 
 4 Worfhip, honcur, pow'r and blefling, 
 
 Thou art worthy to receive ; 
 Loudeft praifes, without ceafing, 
 
 Meet it is for us to give : 
 Kelp, ye bright angelic fpirits ! 
 
 Bring your fweeteft, nobleft lays ; 
 Help to Grig our Saviour's merits ; 
 
 Help to chant Immanuel's praiie. 
 
 TRUSTING IN GRACE AND PROVIDENCE. 
 
 HYMN CLXXXIT. 
 
 i "T TAIN del u five world adieu, 
 V With all of creature -good-, j 
 
168 TltUSTIN* IN GRACE 
 
 Only Jefus I purfue, 
 
 Who bought me with his blood ! 
 All thy pleaiure I forego, 
 
 I trample on thy wealth and pride : 
 Only Jefus will I know, 
 
 And Jefus crucify'd ! 
 
 3 Other knowledge I difdain, 
 
 'Tis all but vanity : 
 Ghrift, the Lamb of God, was flain, 
 
 He tatted death for me I 
 Me to fave from endlefs woe, 
 
 The fin-atoning vi&im dy'd ? 
 Only Jefus will I know, 
 
 And Jefus crucify'd I 
 
 3 Here will I fet up my reft ; 
 
 My fluctuating heart, 
 From the haven of his breafty 
 
 Shall never more depart : 
 Whither fhould a finnergo? 
 
 His wounds for me Hand open wide ; 
 Only Jefus will I know, 
 
 And Jefus crucify'd I 
 
 4 Him to know is life and peace, 
 
 And pleafure without end ; 
 This is all my hrippinefs 
 
 On Jtfus to depend j 
 Daily in his grace to grow, 
 
 And ever in his faith abide ; 
 Only Jefus will I know, 
 
 And Jefus crucify'd ! 
 
 5 that I could all invite, 
 
 This faving truth to prove : 
 
j\ND PROVIDENCE. 1 6f 
 
 Shew the length, the breadth, and height, 
 
 And depth of Jefu's love ! 
 Fain I would to fihhers fhow 
 
 The Stood by Faith alone apply'd ! 
 Only Jefus will I know, 
 
 And Jefus crucify'd ! 
 
 HYMN CLXXXIII. C. M. 
 
 1 "TX7ITH joy we meditate the grace 
 
 V V Of our High-Pritft above r 
 His heart :s made of tendernefs, • 
 His bowels melt with love. 
 
 2 Touch'd with a fympathy within, 
 
 lie knows our feeble frame ; 
 He knows what fore temptations mean. 
 For he hath felt the fame. 
 
 3 He in the days of feeble flefh, 
 
 Pour'd out ftrong cries and tears ; 
 And in his meafure feels afrefh, 
 What cv'ry member bears. ' 
 
 4 He'll never quench the fmoakiag flax* 
 
 But raife it to a flame ; 
 The bruiiVd reed he never breaks, 
 Nor fcorns the meaneft name. 
 
 5 Then let cur humble faith addrefs 
 
 His mercy and his pow'r ; 
 We (hail obtain deliv'ring grace 
 In the di fire fling hour. 
 P 
 
170 TRUSTING IN GRACE 
 
 HYMN CLXXXIV. L. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, my All, to hcav'n is gone, 
 J| He whom I fix my hopes upon : 
 His track I fee, and I'll purfue 
 
 The narrow way, till him I view. 
 
 2 The way the holy prophets went, 
 The road that leads from baniihmcnt : 
 The King's highway of holinefs, 
 
 I'll £o, for all his paths are peace. 
 
 3 This is the way I long have fought, 
 And mourn'd becaufe I found it not : 
 My grief a burden long has been, 
 Bfccaufe I was not fav'd from fin. 
 
 A The more I drove againft its pow'r, 
 I felt its weight and guilt the more ; 
 Till late I heard my Saviour fay, 
 " Come hithrr, foul, I am the way." 
 
 5 Lo ! glad I come ; and thou, bleft Lamb, 
 Shalt take me to thee, whole I am ; 
 Nothing but fin I thee can give, 
 Nothing but love (hall I receive. 
 
 6 Then will I tell to Tinners round, 
 What a dear Saviour I have found j 
 I'll point to thy redeeming blood, 
 And fay, " Behold the way to God l ,f 
 
 HYMN GLXXXV. G. M. 
 
 1 ~]\/l"Y God, my portion and my love, 
 IVX My everlafting All, 
 I've none but thee in heav'n above, 
 Or on this earthly ball. 
 
AND PROVIDENCE. 171 
 
 2 Whit empty things are all the ikies, 
 And this inferior clod ? 
 There's nothing her? deferves my joys, 
 There's nothing like my God. 
 S In vain the bright, the burning fun 
 Scatters his feeble light ; 
 'Tis thy fweet beams create my noon.; 
 If thou withdraw, 'tis night, 
 
 4 And w hi I ft upon my refllefs bed, 
 
 Among the {hades I roll, 
 If my Redeemer {hews his head, 
 ' T is mor n i n g w i t h m y Fo u 1 . 
 
 5 To thee we owe our wealth and friends, 
 
 And health and fare ab< : 
 Thanks to thy name for meaner things, 
 But they are not my God. 
 
 6 How vain a toy is glitt'ring wealth, 
 
 If once compar'd to thee ? 
 Or what's my fafety or my health, 
 Or all my friends to me ? 
 
 7 Were I poiTcrffor of the earth, 
 
 And call'd the liars my own, 
 Without thy graces, and thyfeif, 
 I were a wretch undone, 
 
 8 Let others ftretch their arms like feas, 
 
 And grafp in all the more, 
 Grant me the vilits of thy face, 
 And I deli re no more. 
 
 HYMN CLXXXVI. 
 
 1 CHILDREN of the heav'nly King, 
 V->4 As we journey let us fing : 
 
172 TRUSTING IN GRACE 
 
 Sing our Saviour's worthy praife, 
 Glorious in his works and ways I 
 
 2 We are traveling home to God, 
 In the way the fathers trod : 
 They are happy now, and we 
 Soon their happinefs fhall fee. 
 
 S O ye banifli'd feed ! bo glad, 
 Chrift our Advocate is made ; 
 Us to lave, our flefl) afTumes, 
 Brother to our fouls becomes. 
 
 4 Fear not brethren, joyful ftand ■ 
 On the borders of our land : 
 Jefus Chrifr, our Father's Son, 
 Bids us undifmay'd go on. 
 
 5 Lord ! obediently we'll go, 
 Gladly leaving all below ; 
 Only thou our leader be, 
 And we {till will follow thee 1 
 
 HYMN CLXXXVII. 
 
 1 /~\ What fhall I do my Saviour to praife ! 
 V^/So faithful and true, fo plenteous in grace ' 
 So ftrong to deliver, fo good to redeem. 
 The weakeft believer that hangs upon him 1 
 
 3 H^w happy the man whofe heart is fet free, 
 The people that can be joyful in thee ; 
 Their joy is to walk in the light of thy face, 
 And ftill they are talking of Jefus's grace. 
 
 3 Their daily delight fhall be in thy name, 
 They fhall as their right thy right 'oufnefs claim : 
 
AND rROVIDEKCE. ITS 
 
 Thy righteoufnefs wearing, and cleans'd by 
 
 thy bk>od, 
 Bold [hall they appear in the prefence of Gcd. 
 
 4 For thou art their boaft, theirglory and pow'r, 
 And I alia trail to lee the glad hour, 
 
 My foul's new creation, a life from the dead, 
 The day of falvation that lifts up my head. 
 
 5 For Jefus my Lord is now my defence ; 
 
 I truft in his word, none plucks me from thence ; 
 Since I have found favour, he all things wilt do ; 
 My King and my Saviour Hi a 1 1 make me anew; 
 
 6 Yes, Lord, I frull fee the blifs of thine own, 
 Thy fecret to me fna'i foon be made known : 
 For forrow and fadnefs I joy fhall receive, 
 And ihare in the gladnefs of all that believe. 
 
 II Y M N GLXXXVIII. L. M. 
 
 1 T" JOW do thy mercies clofe me round ! 
 XI For ever be thy name adord I 
 
 In ail things I do lb abound : 
 The fervant is above his Lord ! 
 
 2 Innur'd to poverty and pain, 
 
 A ruff'ringlife my Mafter led ; 
 The Son of God, the Son of Man, 
 Ke had not where to lay his head. 
 
 3 But lo ! a place he hath prepar'd 
 
 For me, whom watchful angels keep ; 
 Yea, he, himfelf, becomes my "guard ; 
 He fmeoths my bed, and gives me flcep. 
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174 TRUSTING IN 6RAIE 
 
 4 Jefus prote&s ; my fears be gone ; 
 What can the Rock of ages move ? 
 Safe in thine arms I lay rne down, 
 Thine eveilafting arms of love. 
 
 3 While thou art intimately nigh, 
 
 Who, who fhali violate my reft ? 
 Sin, earth, and hell, I now defy ; 
 I lean upon my Saviour's breaft. 
 
 6 I reft beneath th' Almighty's fhade, 
 
 My griefs expire, my troubles ceafe : 
 Thou, Lord, on whom my foul is ftay'd, 
 Wilt krep me ftill in perfect peace. 
 
 7 Me for thine own thou lov'ft to take 
 
 In time and in eternity : 
 Thou never, never wiU forlVke 
 
 A helplefs worm that trufts in thee. 
 
 HYMN CLXXXIX. S. M. 
 
 1 f^% OMM1T thou all thy griefs 
 V>l i\nd vvays into his hands, 
 
 To his lure truft and tender care 
 Wno earth and hcav'n commands ; 
 Who points the clouds their cour&j 
 Whom winds and leas obey : 
 
 He Hull direct thy wand ring feet, 
 He fhall prepare thy way. 
 
 2 Tliou on the Lord rely, 
 So iV.f l!i ;lt thou go on : 
 
 Fix on hi, work lh> ft adfaft eye. 
 So ihall thy wcrk be v,one : 
 
AND PROVIDENCE. 175 
 
 No profit canfl thou gain 
 By felf-con fuming care ; 
 To him commend thy caufe, his ear 
 Attends the fofteft pray'r. 
 
 Thine everlafting truth, 
 
 Fathei*, thy ceafelefs love, 
 Sees ail thy children's wants, and knows 
 
 What bed for each will prove ; 
 
 And whatfoe'er thou wiU'il, 
 
 Thou doft, O King of kings ! 
 What thine unerring wifdom chofe, 
 
 Thy pow'r to being brings. 
 
 Thou ev'ry where haft way, 
 A"-A all things ferve" thy might ; 
 
 jfhine cv ry act pure bleffing is, 
 Thy path unfully'd light : 
 When thou arifeft, Losi, 
 What fnall thy work withftand ? 
 
 When ail thy children want, thou giv'fi:. 
 Who, who (hall (lay th> hand? 
 
 H Y M N CXC. S. M. 
 
 GIVE to the winds thy fears, 
 Hope, and be undifmay'd,; 
 God hears thy figbs, and counts thy tears, 
 God (hall lift up thy head : 
 Thrpngh waves, and clouds, and ftorms ; 
 H; gently clears thy way : 
 Wait thoii his time, fo (hall this night 
 Soon end in joyous day. 
 
 Still heavy is thy heart, 
 Still link thy {pints down ; 
 
176 TRUSTING IW GRACE 
 
 Caft off the weight, let fear depart, 
 
 And ev'ry care be gone ; 
 
 What though thou rule ft not, 
 
 Yet heav'pj and earth, and hell 
 Proclaim God litteth on the throne, 
 
 And ruleth all things well. 
 
 S Leave to his fov'reigu fway 
 
 To chufe and to command ; 
 So (halt thou wond'ring-, own his way, 
 
 How wile, how ftrong his hand I 
 
 Far, far above thy thought, 
 
 Kis counfel Qiall appeaf, 
 When fully he the work hath wrought, 
 
 That caus'd thy neediefs fear. 
 
 4 Thou feefl: our weaknefs, Lord, 
 Our hearts are known to thee ; 
 O lift thou up the finking head, 
 Gonfirrq the feeble knee ; 
 life, in death, 
 fteadfaft truth declare; 
 And pubiiln with our lateft breath, 
 Thy love and guardian care. 
 
 H Y M N CXCI. L. M. 
 
 1 /"^ OD of my life, whofe gracious powV, 
 \_T Thro' various deaths my foul hath led ; 
 Or L;'in*d afide the fatal hour, 
 
 Or lifted up my finking head I 
 
 2 In ?M my ways, thy hand I own, 
 
 Thy ruling Providence I fee ; 
 Afiift me ftill my courfe to run, 
 And full direct my paths to thee. 
 
AND PROVIDENCE. I7f 
 
 3 Whither, O whither fhould I fly, 
 
 But to my loving; Saviour's bread ; 
 Secure- within thine arms to lie, 
 
 And iafe beneath thy wings to reft? 
 
 4 I have no fkill the fnare to fhun, 
 
 But thou, O Chrift ! my wifdora art ; 
 I ever into rum run, 
 
 But thou art greater than my heart. 
 
 3 Foofith, and impotent, and blind, 
 
 Lead me a way I have not known ; 
 Bring me where T my heay'n may find, 
 The heav'n of loving thee alone. 
 
 € Enlarge my heart to make thee room ; 
 Enter, and n me ever ftay ; 
 The crooked then fhall ftraight become t 
 The daricriefs (hall be loft in day I 
 
 HYMN CXCII. 
 
 JEHOVAH-JIREH, i.e. The Lord will 
 provide, Gkn. xxii. 14. 
 
 1 nPHO' troubles a flail, and dangers affright, 
 J, Tho' friends fhould. all fail, and foes all 
 unite ; 
 Yet one thing fecures us, whatever betide, 
 The promife allures us, The Lord will provide. 
 
 3 The birds without barn or ftore-houfe art fed : 
 From them let us learn to truft for our oread ; 
 His faints what is fitting {hall ne'er be deity 'd, 
 So long as it's written, The Lord will provide. 
 
 3 We all may, like fhips., by tempefts be toft 
 On perilous deeps, but need not be loft : 
 
178 TRUSTING IN GRACE 
 
 Tho' Satan enragep the wind and the tide, 
 Yet f^ripture engages, The Lord will provide. 
 
 4 His call we obey, like Abrah'm of old : 
 
 We know net the way, but faith makes us bold ; 
 
 - For tho' we are ftr^ngers, we have a fine guide, 
 
 And truft in all dangers, The Lord will provide. 
 
 5 When Satan appears, to flop up our path 
 And fill us with fears, we triumph by faith : 
 He cannot take from us (tho' oft he has tVy'd) 
 The heart-cheering promife, The Lord, will 
 
 provide. 
 
 6 He tells us we're weak, our hope is in vain, 
 The good that we feek, we ne'er fhall obtain : 
 But when fuch fuggeftions our graces have 
 
 try'd, [provide. 
 
 This aniVers all queftions, The Lord will 
 
 7 No ftrength of our own, nor gcodnefs we claim, 
 Our truft is all thrown on Jefus's name ; 
 
 In this our ftrong tower, for fafety we hide. ; 
 The Lord is cur power, The Lord will pro- 
 vide. 
 
 8 When life finks apace, and death is in view, 
 The word of his grace fhall comfort Hi through, 
 
 Not fearing or doubting, with Chrifl: on our 
 
 fide, " [vide. 
 
 We hope to die fronting, The Lord will pro- 
 
 H Y M N CXCIII. J 
 
 'HE Lord my pafture /hall prepare, 
 And feed me with a fhepherd's care : 
 His pee fence {ha 11 my wan is ftipply, 
 And guard ms with a watchful eye : 
 
AND PROVIDENCE. \79\ 
 
 My noon-day walks he flaall attend, 
 And all my midnight hour? defend. 
 2 When in the fultry glebe I faint, 
 Or on the thirlty mountain pant, 
 To fertile vales and dewy meads, 
 My weary wand* ring Reps he leads, 
 Where peaceful rivers, fpft and flow, 
 Amid the verdant landfkip flow. 
 
 S Though in the paths of death I tread, 
 With gloomy horrors overfpread, 
 My fleadfaft hear.t fliall fear no ill, 
 For thou, O Lord, art with me ftill ; 
 Thy friendly crook fliall give me aid. 
 And guide me through the dreadful made. 
 
 4 Though in a bare and rugged way, 
 Through devious lonely wilds I ftray, 
 Thy bounty fliall my pains beguile ; 
 The barren wildernefs ihall finite, 
 With fudden greens and herbage crown'd, 
 And dreams (hall murmur all around. 
 
 HYMN CXCIV. ■ C % M. 
 
 1 /""^ OD moves in a niyfterioup way, 
 vJ*" His wonders to perforin ; 
 
 He plants his footfteps in the fea, 
 And rides upon the Pterin. 
 
 2 Deep in unfathomable mines 
 
 Of never-failing {kill, 
 He treafur.es up his bright defigns, 
 And works his fov 'reign will. 
 
 3 Ye fearful faints, freOi courage take, 
 
 The clouds ye fo much dread, 
 
180 TRUSTING IN GRACE 
 
 Are bio- with mercy, and (hall break 
 In blefiings on your head. 
 
 4 Judge not the Lord, by feeble fenfe, 
 
 Bat truft him for his grace : 
 Behind a frowning Providence 
 He hides a fmiling face. 
 
 5 His purpofes will ripen faft, 
 
 Unfolding ev'ry hour : 
 The bud may have a bitter tafte, 
 But fweet will be the flow'r. 
 
 6 BHnd unbelief is fure to err, 
 
 And fcan his work in vain : 
 God is his own interpreter, 
 And he will make it plain. 
 
 HYMN GXCV. L. M. 
 
 1 /\ WAY, my unbelieving fear ! 
 
 jLJl Fear fhall in m<* no more have place $ 
 My Saviour doth not yet appear, 
 
 He hides the brightnefs of his face : 
 But fhall I therefore let him 50, 
 
 And balVly to the tempter yield ? 
 No, in the ftrength of Jeius, no, 
 
 I never will give up my fhield. 
 
 2 Although the vine its fruits deny ; 
 
 Although the olive yield no oil ; 
 The with'i ing fig-trees droop and die ; 
 
 The fields elade the tiller's toil ; 
 Th.- empcv flail no herd afford, 
 
 And p*rifh all the bleating race { 
 Yet will I triumph in the Lord, 
 
 The God of my falvation praifc. 
 
AND PROVIDENCE. 181 
 
 Barren although my foul remain 
 
 And no one bud of grace appear ; 
 No fruit of all my toil and pain, 
 
 But fin, and only fin is here : 
 Although my gifts and comforts loft, 
 
 My blooming hopes cut off I fee j 
 Yet will I in my Saviour truft, 
 
 And glory that he dy'd for me. 
 
 In hope believing againflhope, 
 
 Jefus, my Lord, my God, I clainij 
 Jefus, my ftrength, fhall lift me up, 
 
 Salvation is in Jefu's name ; 
 To me he foon fhall bring it nigh, 
 
 My foul mall then out-ftrip the wind ; 
 On wings of love mount up on high, 
 
 And leave the world and fin behind. 
 
 HYMN CXCVI. C. M. 
 
 STILL for thy loving- kindnefs Lord, 
 I in thy temple wait ; 
 I look to find thee in thy word, 
 Or at thy table meet. 
 
 Here in thine own appointed ways 
 
 I wait to learn thy will : 
 Silent I ftand before thy face, 
 
 And hear thee fay, " Be ftill !" 
 
 " Be ftill and know that I am God!" 
 
 'Tis all I live to know ! 
 To feel the virtue of thy blood, 
 
 And fpread its praife below J 
 
183 TRUSTING IN GKACE 
 
 4 I wait my vigour to renew, 
 
 Thine image to retrieve ; 
 The veil of outward things pafs through, 
 And gafp in thee to live. 
 
 5 I work and own the labour vain, 
 
 Till I from felf fhall ceafe : 
 I drive ; and fee my fruitlefs pain, 
 Till God creates my peace. 
 
 6 Fruitlefs, till thou thyfelf impart, 
 
 Muft all my efforts prove ; 
 They cannot change a finful heart, 
 They cannot purchafe love. 
 
 7 I do the things thy laws enjoin, 
 
 And then the ftrife give o'er; 
 
 To thee I then the whole refign, 
 
 And trull in means no more. • 
 
 8 1 trull in him, who (lands between 
 
 The Father's wrath and me ; 
 Jefus, thou great eternal Mean, 
 I look for all from thee ! 
 
 HYMN CXCVII. L. M. 
 
 1 "FJEACE, troubled foul, thou need'fl not 
 JL Thy great Provider frill is near ; [fear ; 
 Who fed thee lad, will feed thee {till, 
 
 Be calm, and fink into his will. 
 
 2 The Lord who built the earth and fky, 
 In mercy (loops to hear thy cry : 
 
 His promife all may freely claim, 
 " Aik, and receive in Jefu's name." 
 
 3 His {lores are open, all, and free 
 To fuch as truly upright be ; 
 
AND PROVIDENCE. 1! 
 
 Water and bread he'll give for food, 
 With all things, elfe which he fees good, 
 
 4 Your facred hairs which are fo fmall, 
 By God himfelf are number'd all ; 
 This truth he's publifh'd all abroad, 
 That men may learn to truft the Lord. 
 
 5 The ravens, daily, he doth feed, 
 
 And fends them food as they have need ; 
 Although they nothing have in (tore, 
 Yet as they lack he gives them more. 
 
 6 Then do not feek with anxious care, 
 What ye fhall eat, or drink, or wear ; 
 Your heav'nly Father will you feed, 
 
 f&He knows that all thefe things you need. 
 
 7 Without referve give Chrift your heart ; 
 Let him his righteoufnefs impart ; 
 Then all things elfe he'll freely give ; 
 With him you all things (hall receive. 
 
 8 Thus (hall the foul be truly bleft, 
 That feeks in God his only reft : 
 May I that happy perfon be, 
 
 In time and in eternity ! 
 
 HYMN CXGVIII. 
 
 I /~10ME on, my partners in diftrefs, 
 VJ My comrades through the wildernefs, 
 
 Who (till your bodies feel ; 
 A while forget your griefs and fears, 
 And look beyond this vale of tears, 
 To that celeftial hill. 
 
 2 Beyond the bounds of time and fpace, 
 Look forward to that heav'nly place, 
 
184 TRUSTING IN «RACE 
 
 The faints' fecure abode : 
 On faith's fhong eagle-pinions life, 
 And force your paffage to the fkies, 
 
 And feale the mount of God. 
 
 3 Who fuffer with our Matter here, 
 We fliall before his face appear, 
 
 And by his vide fit down : 
 To patient faith the prize is fure : 
 And all that to the end endure 
 
 The crofs, fliall wear the crown. 
 
 4 Thrice blefled blifs, infpiring hope ; 
 It lifts the fainting fpirits up : 
 
 It brings to life the dead ! 
 Our conflicts here fliall foon be party 
 And you and I afcend at lafl 
 
 Triumphant with our Head. 
 
 5 That great myfrerious Deity 
 
 We foon with open face fhall fee ; 
 
 The beatific fight 
 Shall fill the heav'nly courts with praife, 
 And wide difFufe the golden blaze 
 
 Of everlaiting light. 
 
 6 The Father Alining on his throne, 
 The glorious co-eternal Son, 
 
 The Spirit one and fev'n, 
 Conipire our rapture to complete ; 
 And lo ! we fall before his feet, 
 
 And filence heightens heav'n. 
 
 7 In hope of that ecftatic paufe, 
 Jefus we now fuftain the crofs, 
 
 And at thy footftool fall, 
 
AND PROVIDENCE. 185 
 
 Till thou our hidden life reveal, 
 Till thou our ravifh'd fpirits fill, 
 And God is all in all. 
 
 HYMN CXCIX. C. M. 
 
 1 TESU3, great Shepherd of the iheep, 
 J To thee for help we fly ; 
 
 Thy little flock in fafety keep, 
 For O the wolf is nigh ! 
 
 2 He comes, of heJlilh malice full, 
 
 To fcatter, tear, and flay ; 
 He feizes ev'ry Araggling foul, 
 Ag his own lawful prey. 
 
 3 Us into thy protection take, 
 
 And gather with thine arm ; 
 Unlefs the fold we firfl: forfake, 
 The wolf can never harm. 
 
 4 We laugh to fcorn his cruel pow'r, 
 
 While by our Shepherd's fide ; 
 The fheep he never can devour, 
 Unlefs he firft divide. 
 
 5 O do not fufFer him to part 
 
 The fouls that here agree ! 
 But make us of one mind and heart, 
 And keep us one in thee 1 
 
 6 Together let us fweetly live, 
 
 Together let us die ; 
 And each a ftarry crown receive, 
 And reign above the iky. 
 
 QJ 
 
186 TRUSTING lU GRACE 
 
 II Y M N CC. 
 
 1 "1^ /TASTER, I own thy lawful claim, 
 jl YiflL Thine, wholly thine, I long lo be: 
 Thou feeft, at laft, I willing a:n, 
 
 rc't-r thou g'o'fl: to follow thee ; 
 Myielf in all things to deny : 
 Thine, wholly thine to live and die. 
 
 2 Wkate'er my finful flefli requires, 
 
 For thee I cheerfully forego ; 
 My covetous and vain defires, 
 
 My hopes of happinefs below, 
 My fenfes' and my paflions' food, 
 And all my third for creature good, 
 
 3 Pleafure, and wealth, and praife, no more 
 
 Snail lead my captive foul aftray j 
 My vain purfuits I all give o'er, 
 
 Thee, only thee, reiolv'd t' obey ; 
 Myfelf in all things to refign, 
 And know no other will but thine, 
 
 4 All'pow'r is thine in earth and heav'n j 
 
 All fulnefs dwells in thee alone ; 
 
 W hate'er I have was freely giv'u ; 
 Nothing but lin I call my own : 
 My only truft is in thy name, 
 Thou only art the great I AM. 
 
 5 Wherefore to thee I all refign ; 
 
 Thou art my Love, my Hope and Pow'r 
 Thine only will be done, not mine ! 
 
 Thee, Lord, let earth and heav'n adore ! 
 Flow back the rivers to the fea, 
 And let our all be loft in thee ! 
 
AND PROVIDENCE. 1ST 
 
 H Y M N CGI. 
 
 1 /^AST on the fidelity 
 V^Ji Of my redeeming Lord, 
 
 I fhall his falvaticn fee 
 
 According- to his won! : 
 C :dence to his word Ijcjve, 
 
 My Saviour in diftreffes paft. 
 Will not now his fervant leave. 
 
 But br; laft. 
 
 2 Brtter than my c irs 
 
 To me thou oft hall prov'd : 
 0:': :ears, 
 
 A.nd challeng'd t 'd : 
 
 Mercy to my Sew, 
 
 And death ungrafp'd is fainting prey ; 
 Pain before thy face withdrew, 
 
 Arid forrow fled away. 
 
 3 Now asyefterday the fame, 
 
 In all my troubles nigh, 
 Jefus, on thy word and name 
 
 Ifteac ly: 
 
 Sure as now the grief I feel, 
 
 The promis'd u [hall have ; 
 
 ain to fiiiners tell 
 pow'r and will to fave. 
 
 4 To thy bis fled will 
 
 I llay'd oo that alone, 
 I th 
 
 hful mercies o^ 
 Corapafe*d round with fongs of praife, 
 
 all to my Redeemer give ; 
 So. ice, 
 
 And for thy glory live. 
 
188 TllUSTING IN GRACE, &C. 
 
 HYMN CCII. L. M. 
 
 1 * 1 ^Hou Lamb of God, thou Prince of Peace, 
 
 JL For thee my thirfty foul doth pine 1 
 My longing heart implores thy grace : 
 O make me in thy likenefs mine ! 
 
 2 With fraudlefs, even, humble mind, 
 
 Thy will in all things may I fee ! 
 In love be ev'ry wiftj refign'd, 
 
 And hallow'd my whole heart to thee. 
 
 3 When pain o'er my weak ftefh prevails, 
 
 With lamb-like ^patience arm my breaft ; 
 When grief my wounded foul affails, 
 In lowly meeknefs may I reft. 
 
 4 Clofe by thy fide ftill may I keep, 
 
 Howe'er life's various currents flow ; 
 With fteadfaft eye mark ev'ry ftep, 
 And follow thee where'er thou go. 
 
 5 Thou, Lord, the dreadful fight haft won ; 
 
 Alone thou haft the wine-prefs trod ; 
 
 In me thv ftiength'ning grace be ffiown, 
 
 O may I conquer through thy blood 1 
 
 6 So, when on Sion thou (halt ftand, 
 
 And all heav'n's hofts adore their King, 
 Shall I be found at thy right hand, 
 And free from pain thy glories fmg. 
 
 H Y M N CCIII. L. M. 
 
 1 YESUS, the weary wand'rer's reft, 
 J Give me thine eafy yoke to bear ; 
 With Tread fa ft patience arm my breaft, 
 With fpotlefs love, and lowly fea*» 
 
THE CHRISTIANS WARFARE. 189 
 
 2 Thankful I take the cup from thee. 
 Erepar'd and mingled by thy fkill ; 
 Though bitter to the tafte it be, 
 Pow'rful the wounded foul to heal. 
 
 ° Be thou, O Rock of ages, nigh ! 
 
 So (hall each murmuring thought be gone I 
 And grief, and fear, and care (hall fly, 
 As clouds before the mid-day fun. 
 
 4 Speak to my warring paflions, " Peace ;" 
 
 Say to my troubled heart, " Be ftill ;" 
 Thy pow'r. my ftrength and fortrefs is, 
 For all things ferve thy fov'reign will. 
 
 5 O death ! where is thy (Ving ? where now, 
 
 Thy boafted victory, O grave ? 
 Who fhall contend with God ? or who 
 Can hurt whowi God delights to fave ? 
 
 THE CHRISTIAN'S WARFARE. 
 H Y M N CCIV. S. M. 
 
 SOLDIERS of Chrift, arife, 
 And put your armour on, 
 Strong in the ftrength which. God fupplics, 
 Through his eternal Sou : 
 Strong in the Lord of hods, 
 And in his mighty pow'r, 
 Who in the fcrength of Jefus trufh, 
 Is more than conqueror. 
 
 Stand then in his great might, 
 With all his ftrength endu'd, 
 
90 THE CHRISTIAN'S WARFARE. 
 
 But take, to arm you for the fight, 
 
 The panoply of God ; 
 That having all things done, 
 
 And aM your conflicts pafl:, 
 Ye may o'ercome through Chrilt alone, 
 
 And ftand entire at laft. 
 
 Stand then againft your foes, 
 In clofe and firm array : 
 Legions of wily fiends oppofe 
 Throughout the evil day ; 
 But meet the fons of night, 
 And mock their vain defign ; 
 Arm in the arms of heav'nly light, 
 Of righteoufnefs divine : 
 
 Leave no unguarded place, 
 No weaknefs of the foul : 
 Take ev'ry virtue, ev'ry grace, 
 And fortify the whole ; 
 But above all, lay hold 
 
 On faith's victorious fliield : 
 Arm'd with that adamant and gold, 
 You're lure to win the field. 
 
 HYMN CCV. S. M. 
 
 INDISSOLUBLY join'd, 
 To battle all proceed ; 
 But arm yourselves with all the mind, 
 That was in Chrift your head : 
 If faith furrcund your heart, 
 Satan (hall be fubdu'd, 
 Repell'd his ev'ry fiery dart, 
 
 And quench'd with Jefu's blood. 
 
THE CHRISTIAN'S WARFARE. 1*1 
 
 2 Jcfus hath dy'd for you ! 
 
 What caa his love withuand ? 
 Believe ! hold fafh your fhield, and who 
 
 Shall pluck you from his hand ? 
 Believe that Jefus reigns, 
 
 All pow'r to him is giv'n : 
 Believe, till freed from fin's remains : 
 
 Believe yourfelves to heav'n I 
 
 3 To keep your armour bright, 
 
 Attend with conltant care ; 
 Still walking in your Captain's fight, 
 
 And watching unto pray'r ; 
 Ready for all alarms, 
 
 Steadfaflly fet your face, 
 And always exercife your arms, 
 
 And ufc your ev'ry grace. 
 
 4 Pray ! without ceafing, pray, 
 
 (Your Captain gives the word) 
 His fummons cheerfully obey, 
 
 And call upon the Lord : 
 To God your ev'ry want, 
 
 In inifant pray'r difplay ; 
 Pray, always pray, and never faint, 
 
 Pray ! without ceafing, pray. 
 
 HYMN CCVI. S. M. 
 
 1 TT ARK 1 how the watchmen cry : 
 JlJl Attend the trumpet's found : 
 Stand to your arms ! the foe is nigh ! 
 
 The pow'rs of hell furround : 
 Who bow to Chrift's command, 
 
 Your arms and hearts prepare ; 
 
192 the christian's warfare. 
 
 The day of battle is at hand I 
 Go forth to glorious war I 
 
 2 See on the mountain-top, 
 
 The ftapdard of our God ! 
 In Jeiu's name I lift it up, 
 
 All ttain'd with hallow'd blood ! 
 His itandard-bearer, I, 
 
 To all the nations call : 
 Let all to Jcfu's crofs draw nigh '. 
 
 He bore the crofs for all. 
 
 3 Go up with Chrifl: your Head, 
 
 Your Captain's footfteps fee : 
 Follow your captain, and be led 
 
 To certain victory : 
 All povv'r to him is giv'n : 
 
 He ever reigns the fame: 
 Salvation, happinefs, and heav'n, 
 
 Are all in Jeiu's name. 
 
 4 Only have faith in God ; 
 
 In faith your foes affail : 
 Not wreftling againft flelh and blood, 
 
 But all the pow'rs of hell : 
 From thrones of glory driv'n, 
 
 By flaming vengeance hurl'd, 
 They throng the air, fallen from heav'n 
 
 They rule th« lower world. 
 
 HYMN CGVII. C. M. 
 
 Christian Soldier, 
 
 1 /I MI a foldier of the crofs, 
 jLjl A foll'wer of the Lamb ? 
 And (hall I fear to own his caufe, 
 Or blulh to {peak his name ? 
 
THE CHRISTIAN'S WARFARE. 19 
 
 J Mutt I be carry 'd to the ikies, 
 On flow'ry beds of eafe ; 
 Whilft others fought to win the prize, 
 And fail'd thro' bloody leas ? 
 
 3 Are there no foes for me to face ? 
 
 Mult I not item the flood ? 
 Is this vile world a friend to grace, 
 To help me on to God ? 
 
 4 Sure, I muft fight, if I would re 
 
 i2*n 
 
 „._, _ — ~ „_, .- _ .. 
 
 Increafc my courage. Lord ; 
 I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, 
 Supported by thy word. 
 
 5 Thy faints, in all this glorious war, 
 Shall conquer, tho' they die ; 
 They fee the triumph from afar, 
 And feize it with their eye, 
 
 * When that illuftrious day {hall rife, 
 And all thy armies fhine 
 In robes of vicl'ry through the fkies, 
 The glory ihall be thine. 
 
 HYMN CGVIII. C. M. 
 
 1 1I7HEN I can read my title clear 
 
 V V To manuons in the ikies, 
 I'll bid farewell to ev'ry fear, 
 And wipe my weeping eyes. 
 
 2 Should earth again ft my foul engage, 
 
 And fiery darts be hurl'd, 
 Then I can fmile at Satan's rage, 
 And face a frowning world. 
 R 
 
194 DIVINE GOODNESS 
 
 3 Let cifjfyt like a wild delude come, 
 
 Let {•orms of for row fail ; 
 So I but lately reach my home, 
 My God, my heav'n, my all : 
 
 4 There I (hall bathe my weary foul, 
 
 In feas of heav'nly reft, 
 And not a wave of trouble roll 
 Acrofs my peaceful breaft. 
 
 DIVINE GOODNESS IN REDEMPTION. 
 
 H Y M N CCIX. C. M. 
 EHOLD the Saviour of mankind 
 Nail'd to the fhameful tree : 
 How vaft the love that him inclin'd 
 To bleed and die for thee ! 
 
 2 Hark, how he groans I while nature (hakes, 
 
 And earth's ftrong pillars bend! 
 The temple's veil in funder breaks, 
 The folid marbles rend. 
 
 3 'Tis done ! the precious ranfbm's paid, 
 
 '• Receive my foul 1" he cries ; 
 See, where he bows his jacred head I 
 He bows his head, and dies! 
 <4 But foon he'll break death's envious chain. 
 And in full glory fliine ; 
 O Lamb of God ! was ever pain, 
 Was ever love like thine 1 
 
 H Y M N CCX, 
 
 1 jf~\ Love divine 1 what haft: thou done ! 
 *.../■ Jefns my Lord hath dy'd for me ! 
 Father's co-eternal Son 
 e all my fins upon the tree : 
 
7\ REDEMPTION. 195 
 
 Th' atoning Lamb for me hath dy'd ; 
 My Lord, my Love, is crucify'd. 
 
 2 Behold him, all ye tbatpafs by, 
 
 The bleeding Prince of life and peace ! 
 Come fee, ye worms, your Saviour die, 
 
 And fay was ever grief like his ! 
 Come feel, with roe, his blood apply'd ; 
 My Lord, my Love is crucify'd. 
 
 3 Is crucify'd for me and you, 
 
 To bring us rebels back to God : 
 Believe, Relieve the record true, 
 
 Ye all are bought with Jefu's blood: 
 Pardon for all flow; from his fide : 
 My Lord, n.y Love, is crucify'd. 
 
 4 Then let us fit beneath his crofs. 
 
 And gladly catch the healing ftream ; 
 • All things for him account but lofs, 
 
 And give up all our hearts to him ; 
 Of nothing think or ipeak be fide, 
 My Lord, my Love, is crucify'd. 
 
 H Y M N CCXL L. M. 
 
 1 f[~^\F him who did falvation bring, 
 \^r I could forever think and fing ; 
 A rife, ye guilty, he'll forgive ; 
 
 A rile, ye needy, he'll relieve. 
 
 2 Afk but his grace, and lo ! 'tis giv'n ; 
 Alk, and he turns your hell to heav'n ; 
 Tho' fin and farrow wound my foul, 
 Je-Uj, thy balm will make it whole. 
 
 3 To frame our fins he blufh'd in blood, 
 He clos'd his eve3 to fiiew us God ; 
 
196 DIVINE GOOBNESS 
 
 Let all the world fall down and know, 
 That none but God iuch love can fhovr. 
 
 4 'Tis thee I love, for thee alone 
 I fhed rny tears and make my moan ; 
 Where'er I am, where'er I move, 
 I meet the object of my love. 
 
 £ Infatiate to this fpring I fly ; 
 I drink, and yet am ever dry ; 
 Ah ! who againft thy charms is proof? 
 
 HYMN CCXII. 
 
 1 /\ LL ye that pafs by, to Jefus dratf Jiigh ; 
 
 JLjLToyou is it nothing that Jefus lhoulddie? 
 Your i-anfom and peace, your furety he is, 
 Come fee if there ever was forrow like his. 
 
 2 For what you have cone, his blood mull atone; 
 The Father hath jsuniflfd for you his dear Son : 
 Tilts Lord, in the day of his anger, did lay 
 Your fins on the Lamb, and he bore them away. 
 
 3 He anfvver'd for all, O come at his call. 
 And low at his crofs vvith aftoniflimeht, fall. 
 
 Lift up your eyes, at Jefus's cries, 
 Give he ftiSers, immortal he dies. 
 
 4 He dies to atone for fins not his own, [done* 
 Your debt he hath paid, and your work he ha ii 
 Yet all may receive tke peace he did leave, 
 Who made intcrceffion, " My Father, forgive." 
 
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 5 For you and for me he pray'd on the tree ; 
 His prayer is accepted, the (Inner is free. 
 The Gnner am I, en Chrift I re]y, 
 
 And come for the pardon-, God cannot deny. 
 
 6 i\Iy pardon I clain ; a (inner I am, 
 A (inner believing in Je Pas's name* 
 
 He purchas'd the grace, which now I embrace ; 
 
 Father, thou knoW'-l he hath dy'd in my place : 
 
 7 His death is my plea, my advocate fee, [mc, 
 And hear the blood fpeafc that hath anfwer'd for 
 Acquitted I was, when he., oil the crofs, 
 
 In agonies died to carry my catife. 
 
 HYMN CGXIII. L. 1,1. 
 
 1 TTE dies, the Friend of fi noers dies ! 
 
 _L JL Lo ' Salem's daughters weep around ; 
 A folemn darknefs veils the ikies ! 
 
 A fudden trembling ihakes the ground 1 
 Come, faints, and drop a tear or two 
 
 For him whogFoan'd beneath yjour load : 
 He flied a thoufan!^ drops for yon, 
 
 A thoufand drops or" richer blood. 
 
 2 Here's love and grief beyond degree, 
 
 The Lord of glory dies for man 1 
 But lo,! what fudden joys we fee ; 
 
 Jefus, the dead revives again 1 
 The riling Go:! for fakes the tomb : 
 
 (In vain the tomb forbids his rife) 
 Cherubic legions guard him home. 
 
 And fiiout him welcome to the ikies. 
 
 3 Break off your tears, ye faints, and tell, 
 
 How high vou'- • „ .t Deliv'rer reigns ; 
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 Sing- bow he fpoil'd the hoHs of hell, 
 And led the monfter death in chains ! 
 
 Say, " Live for ever, wond'rous King! 
 " Born to redeem, and ftrong to five!" 
 
 Then afk the inonfter — t; Where's thy fting ? 
 " And there's thsyvi&'ry, beading- grave?" 
 
 H Y M N CCXIV. C. M. 
 1 TTJLUNG'D in a gulf of dark defpair, 
 JL We wretched tinners lay, 
 Without one cheering beam of hope, 
 . 'O,- fpark of glimm'ring day. 
 2' With pitying eyes the Prince cfgrs.ee 
 Behetd our helplefs grief: 
 He faw and (O amazing love !) 
 Fie ran to our relief. 
 
 .3 Down from the firming feats above 
 With joyful hafle he lied ; 
 Enter'd the grave in mortal fed), 
 And dwtlr among the dead. 
 
 4 O ! for this love let rocks and hills, 
 
 Their lafting fdence break, 
 And all harmonious human tongues 
 The Saviour's praifes fpeak. 
 
 5 Angels alTiffc our mighty joys. 
 
 Strike all your harp* of gold : 
 But when you raile your higheft notes, 
 His love can ne'er be told. 
 
 H Y M N CCXV. 
 
 GOD of all grace, thy gooJncfs we 
 praife ; 
 Thy Son thou haft given to die in our place ! 
 
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 With joy we approve thy wonderful love : 
 A wonder on earth, and a wonder above. 
 2 Tongue cannot explain the love of God-man, 
 Which th' angels deftfe to look into in vain ; 
 It dazzles our eyes, thought cannot jyife, 
 To find out a caufe why the Son of God dies. 
 
 S By pity inclin'd he dy'd for mankind : 
 The ground of his pity wjiat feraph can find ! 
 He came from above our curie to remove : 
 Pie lov'd, he hath lov'd us, becaufe he would love. 
 
 4 Love mov'dhimto die, on this we rely%^ 
 He lov'd, he hath lov'd us, we cannot tell why-;. 
 But this we can tell, lie lov'd us fo well. 
 
 He laid down his life to redeem us from hell. 
 
 5 He ranfom'd our race ; O how {hall v/a praife, 
 Or worthily ling thy uhfpeaicaMe grace ! 
 We'll nothing- elfe know, in this world below, 
 But iinging thy praife to thy para^ife go. 
 
 6 And when we remove to manfions afa'oYe, 
 Our heaven (hall (till be to fing o'i thy love : 
 When time is no mere, we ffill fli.all adore 
 The ocean of love without bottom or ihore* 
 
 7 Ere long we fhall fly to regions on high, 
 For Jfrael's Strength cannot vary or lie ; 
 
 He foen fhall appear, he more than draws near : 
 Our Jefus is come and eternity's here ! 
 
 H Y M N GCXVt; C. $t. Goo&'pidaf. 
 
 LAS ! and did my S.tviour bleed I 
 And did my Soy 'reign die ! 
 Would he devote that facred head, 
 l 7 or fuch a worm as I ? 
 
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 2 Was it for crimes that I have done, 
 He groan 'd upon the tree ! 
 Amazing pity ! grace unknown I 
 And love beyond degree ! 
 
 S Well might the fun in darknefs hide, 
 And (hut his glories in ; 
 When Ghrifr, tbe mighty Saviour dy'd 
 Fur man the creature's fin ! 
 
 4 Thus might I hide my b la flung face, 
 
 While kis dear crol's appears : 
 DifTolvc my heart in thankful riefs, 
 
 And melt mine eyes to tears. 
 
 5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 
 
 The debt of love I owe ; 
 Here, Lord, I l ive myiclf away ; 
 ' Tib ail that I can do. 
 
 H Y I\I N CCXVII. 
 
 1 "\7"E heavens rejoice in JefWs grace, 
 
 _X Let earth make a noife and echo his praife ; 
 Our a!l-!oving Saviour hath pacify'd God, 
 And paid for his favour the price of his blood. 
 
 2 Ye mountains and vales, in praifes abound, 
 Ye hills and ye dales, continue the found : 
 Break forth into [inging ye trees of the wood, 
 For Jefus is bringing" loll finnerS to God. 
 
 • Atonement he made for every one, 
 The debt he hath paid, the work he hath done ; 
 Shout all the creation, below and abo\ 
 Afcribing faivation to Jefus's love. 
 
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 4 His mercy hatb brought fal ration to all, 
 Whotakeitunbougbt, hefrees them from thrali. 
 Throughout the believer, his glory difplays, 
 And perfects for ever, the veffeb of grace. 
 
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 LI Y M N CCXVIII. S. M. 
 
 AND are we yet alive ? 
 And fee- each other's face ? 
 Glory and praife to Jefus give, 
 
 For his redeeming grace ! 
 Preferv'd by pow'r divine, 
 
 To feel falvation here. 
 Again in JeftTs praife we join, 
 And in his fight appear. 
 
 What troubles have we feen ! 
 
 What conflicts have v/c part ! 
 Fightings without and fears with In, 
 
 Since we aSethbled la.it ; 
 Bat out of all the Lord 
 
 Hath brought us by his Love ; 
 And uill he doth his help afibrd, 
 
 And hide cur life above. 
 
 Then let us make cur boaft 
 
 Of his redeeming pow'r, 
 Which faves us to the uttermofr, 
 
 Till v.e fhall iin no more ; 
 Let us take up the crofs, 
 
 Till we the crown obtain, 
 
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 And gladly reckon all things lofs, 
 So we but Jefus gain. 
 
 H Y M N CCXIX. 
 
 i /^OME away to the fkies ! 
 
 \^JL My beloved, arife, 
 And rejoice in the day thou wall born ; 
 
 On this feftival day, 
 
 C ope exulting- away, 
 And with Gnging to Sion return ! 
 
 2 We have laid up our love 
 And our treafure above, 
 Though our bodies continue below : 
 The redeem'd of the Lord, 
 We re m e m b e r H i s w o r d , 
 And with fingiag to pa: ad; fe go. 
 
 .3 Now with Hngiiig we oraife 
 The original grace, 
 
 By our heavenly Father beftow'tl ; 
 V 'e our being receive 
 From his bounty, and live 
 
 To the honour and glofy of God. 
 
 4 For thy glory we were 
 Firft created, to (liare 
 
 B ( oth the nature and kingdom divine ! 
 Now created again, 
 That our fouls may remain 
 
 Throughout time and eternity thine. 
 
 5 We with thanks do approve 
 The defigu of thy 1 >\ e, 
 
 Which hath join'd us in Jefus's name ; 
 
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 So united in heart, 
 That we never can part, 
 Till we meet at the feaft of the Lamb. 
 
 6 There, O ! there at his feet, 
 We (hall fuddenly meet, 
 
 And be parted in body no more ! 
 
 We (hail ling to cur lyres, 
 
 With the heavenly choirs, 
 And our Saviour in glory adore. 
 
 7 Hallelujah we fing 
 
 To our Father and King, 
 And his rapt'rous praifes repeat ; 
 
 To the Lamb that was {lain 
 
 Hallelujah again, 
 Sing all heaven, and fall at his feet. 
 
 t In affuranee of hope 
 
 We to Jelus look up, 
 Till his banner's unfurl 5 d in the air ; 
 
 From our graves we {hall fee, 
 
 And cry cut, " It is he [» 
 And fly up to acknowledge him there. 
 
 H Y M N CCXX. 
 
 1 /~*10ME let us anew our journey purfue, 
 V_>i With vigour arife, 
 
 And prefs to our permanent place in the {kies ; 
 Of heavenly birth tho' wand'ring en eaith, 
 
 This is not our place, 
 But ftrangers and pilgrims ourfelves we cor.fefs. 
 
 2 At Jefus's call \>e give up our all, 
 
 And dill we forego, 
 For Jtfus's fake, our enjoyments below ; 
 
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 No longing we find for th' country behind; 
 
 But onward we move, 
 And ftill we are feeking a country above. 
 
 3 A country of joy, that has no alloy ; 
 We thither repair, 
 
 Our hearts and our treafure already are there. 
 We inarch hand in hand t' Iramanuel's land ; 
 
 No matter what cheer 
 We meet with on earth, for eternity's near! 
 
 4 The rougher our way* the fhorter our Hay ; 
 The tempefts that rife 
 
 Shall glerioufly hurry our fouls to the fides ; 
 The fiercer the blaff, the fooner 'tis paft ; 
 
 The troubles that come, 
 Shall come to our refcue, and haften us home. 
 
 HYMN CGXXT. 
 1 i^fOME and let us afcond, 
 V_>4 My companion and friend, 
 To partake of the banquet above I 
 If thy heart be as mine. 
 If for Jefus it pine, 
 Come up into the chariot of love. 
 
 5 Who in Jefus. confide, 
 We are bold to out-ride 
 
 All the dorms of affliction beneath! 
 
 With the prophet we ibar 
 
 To the heavenly fliore, 
 And out-fly all the arrows of death. 
 
 3 As by faith we are come 
 To our permanent home, 
 And by hope wc the rapture improve : 
 
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 And by love wt {till rife, 
 And look down on the ikies, 
 For the heaven of heavens is love. 
 
 4 Who on earth can conceive, 
 In what pleafure we live 
 In the palace of God, the great King ! 
 What a concert of praife, 
 When our Jelus's grace 
 The whole heavenly company fing ! 
 
 > What a rapturous fong, 
 When the glorify'd throng 
 In the fpirit of harmony join ; 
 When celeftial choirs 
 With hearts, voices, and lyres, 
 Do ail Ting of his mercy divine. 
 
 i Hallelujah, they cry, 
 To the King of the iky, 
 To the great everlaitiug I AM ! 
 To the Lamb that was flain, 
 And now liveth again, 
 Hallelujah to God and the Lamb. 
 
 See the Lamb on the throne, 
 
 Lo ! fce dwells with his own, 
 And to rivers of pleafure he leads ; 
 
 With his mercy's full blaze, 
 
 With the fight of his face, 
 Our beatify'd fpirits he feeds. 
 
 Let our foreheads proclaim 
 His ineffable name ; 
 And ourbpdies his glory difplay ; 
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 Through a day without night, 
 We will read in his fight, 
 And eternity feems as a day ! 
 
 H Y M N CCXXII. G. M. 
 
 1 ^^RY us, O God, and fearch the ground 
 
 JL Of ev'ry finful keart ; 
 Whate'er of tin in us be found, 
 O bid it all depart ! 
 
 2 When to the right or left we ftray, 
 
 Leave us not comfortlefs ; 
 But guide our feet into the way 
 Of everlafting peace. 
 
 3 He^p us to help each other, Lord, 
 
 Each other's crofs to bear ; 
 L§t each his friendly aid afford, 
 
 And feel his brother's care. 
 A, Help us to build each other up, 
 
 Our little flock improve ; 
 Incrcafe our faith, confirm our hope, 
 
 And perfecl us in love. 
 
 5 Up into thee, our living head, 
 
 Let us in all things grow ; 
 Till thou haft made us free indeed, 
 And fpotlefs here below. 
 
 6 Then, when the mighty work is wrought, 
 
 Receive thy ready bride ; 
 
 Give us in heav'n a happy lot 
 
 With all the landify'd. 
 
 HYMN CCXXIII. 
 
 1 r-pHOU God of truth and love, 
 JL We feck thy perfedt way, 
 
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 Ready thy choice t' approve, 
 
 Thy providence t' obey ; 
 Enter into thy wife dcfign, 
 And fweetly lofe our will in thine. 
 
 2 Why haft thou caft our lot 
 
 In the fame age and place ? 
 And why together brought 
 
 To fee each other's face ; 
 To join with fofteft fympathy, 
 And mix our friendly fouls in thee ? 
 
 3 Didft thou not make us one, 
 
 That we might one remain, 
 Together travel on, 
 
 And bear each other's pain ; 
 Till all thy utmofl goodnefs prove, 
 And rife renew'd in perfect love ! 
 A Surely thou didft unite 
 
 Our kindred fpirits here, 
 That all hereafter might 
 
 Before thy throne appear : 
 Meet at the marriage of the Lamb, 
 And all thy glorious love proclaim. 
 
 5 Then let us ever bear 
 
 The bk-ffed end in view, 
 Aud join with mutual care, 
 
 To fight our paflage through ; 
 And kindly help each other on. 
 Till all receive the ftarry crown* 
 
 6 O may thy Spirit feal 
 
 Our fouls unto that day ! 
 With all thy fulnefs fill, ' 
 And then tranfport away ! 
 
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 Away to our eternal reft. 
 Away to our Redeemer's breaft ! 
 
 HYMN CCXXIV. 
 1 TTMTHER of our dying Lord, 
 A. Remember us for good j 
 O fulfil Ills faithful word, 
 
 And hear his fpeakhig blood ! 
 Give us that for which he prays ; 
 
 ¥ather, glorify thy Son ; 
 Shew his truth, and povr'r, and grace j 
 And fend the promife down. 
 
 2 True and faithful Witnefs, thou, 
 
 O Chrift, the Spirit give ! 
 Haft thou n'ot receiv'd him now, 
 
 That we might now receive? 
 Art thou not our living head ? 
 
 Life to all thy limbs impart ; 
 Shed thy love, thy Spirit flied, 
 
 In ev'ry waiting heart. 
 
 3 Holy Ghoft, the Comforter, 
 
 The gift of Jefus, come ; 
 Glows our heart to find thee near, 
 
 And fwells to make thee room ; 
 Prefent with us thee we feel, 
 
 Come, O come, and in us be ! 
 With us, in us, live and dwell 
 
 To all eternity. 
 
 HYMN CCXXV. 
 
 JESUS, Lord, we look to thee, 
 Let us in thy name agree ; « 
 
 Shew thyfelf the Prince of Peace ; 
 Bid our jars for evw ceafe. 
 
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 2 By thy reconciling love 
 Ev'ry (tumbling block remove : 
 Each to each unite, endear ; 
 Come and fpread thy banner here. 
 
 3 Make us of one heart and mind, 
 Courteous, pitiful and kind ; 
 Lowly, meek in thought and word, 
 Altogether like our Lord. 
 
 4 Let us each for other care, 
 Each the other's burden bear ; 
 To thy church the pattern give ; 
 Shew how true believers live. 
 
 5 Free from anger and from pride, 
 Let us thus in God abide ; 
 
 All the depth of love exprefs, 
 All the heights of holinefs. 
 
 6 Let us then with joy remove 
 To thy family above ; 
 
 On the wings of angels fly ; 
 Shew how true believers die. 
 
 H Y M N CCXXVI. C. M. 
 
 1 TESTIS, united by thy grace, 
 ^| And each to each endear'd ; 
 With confidence we feek thy face, 
 
 And know ourpray'r is heard. 
 
 2 Still let us own our common Lord, 
 
 And bear thine eafy yoke, 
 A band of love, a three-fold cord, 
 Which never can be broke. 
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 3 Make us into one fpirit drink ; 
 Baptize into thy name ; 
 And let us always kindly think, 
 And fweetly fpeak the fame. 
 A Touch'd by the loadftone of thy love. 
 Let all our hearts agree ; 
 And ever t'wards each other move, 
 An:l ever move t'wards thee. 
 
 5 To thee infeparabty join'd, 
 
 Let all our fpirits cleave ; 
 
 O may we all the loving mind 
 
 That was in thee receive ! 
 
 6 This is the bond of perieclnefs, 
 
 Thy fpotlefs charity : 
 O let us dill, we pray, poflfefs 
 The mind that was in thee ! 
 
 7 Grant this, and then from all below 
 
 Infenfibly remove ; 
 Our fouls their change fiiall fcarcely know, 
 Made perfect firft in love. 
 
 8 With eafe our fouls thro* death fhall glide 
 
 Into their paradife ; 
 And thence on wings of angels ride 
 Triumphant thro' the ikies. 
 
 9 Yet, when the fulled joy is giv'n, 
 
 The fame delight we prove ; 
 In earth, in paradife, in heav'n, 
 Our All in all is love. 
 
 H Y M N CCXXVII. Love-Feast. 
 
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 OME, and let us fweetly join, 
 Chritf to praife in hymns divine ; 
 
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 Give we all with one aecord, 
 Glory to our common Lord ; • 
 Hands, and hearts, and voices raife, 
 Sing as in the ancient days ; 
 Antedate the joys above, 
 Celebrate the feaft pf Love. 
 Strive we, in affecYion 11 rive ! 
 Let the purer- flame revive ; 
 Such as in the martyrs glaw'd, 
 Dying champions for their God : 
 We like them may lire and love, 
 Cali'd we are their joys to prove : 
 Sav'd with them from future wrath, 
 
 "-"-tiers of like precious faith. 
 
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 3 Sing we then in Jefu's name, 
 Now as yefterday the fame, 
 One in ev'ry time and place, 
 Full for all of truth and grace : 
 We for Chrift our Matter ftand, 
 Lights in a benighted land : 
 We our dying Lord conftfs ; 
 We are Jefu's witneffes. 
 
 4 WitneflVs that Chrift hath dy'd ; 
 We with him are crucify'd : 
 
 Chrift hath burft the bands of death : 
 We his quick'ning Spirit breathe ; 
 Chrift is now gone up on high ; 
 Thither all' our wifties fly ; 
 Sits at God's right hand above ; 
 There with him we reign in love. 
 HYMN CCXXVIII. 
 J ^10M£, thou high and lofty Lord ; 
 \^A Lowly, meek, incarnate Word; 
 
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 Humbly ftoop to earth again ; 
 Com* and viiit abje&inani 
 
 Jefus, clear expecled gueft, 
 Thou art bidden to the feaft ! 
 For thyfelf our hearts prepare ! 
 Come, and lit, and banquet tbere. 
 
 2 Jefus, we thy promife claim : 
 We are met in thy great name : 
 In the mid ft do thou appear, 
 Manil't-il thy prefence here ! 
 Sanctify us, Lord, and blefs, 
 Breath* thy Spirit, give thy peace ; 
 Thou thyfelf within us move ! 
 Make our feaft a feaft of love. 
 
 3 Let the fruits of grace abound ; 
 Let in us thy bowels found ; 
 Faith, and love, and joy increafe, 
 Temperance and gentlenefs ; 
 Plant in us thy humble mind, 
 Patient, pitiful, and "kind: 
 Meek and lowly let us be, 
 
 Full of gcodnefs, full of thee. 
 
 4 Make us all in thee complete : 
 Make us all for glory meet ; 
 Meet t' appear before thy fight, 
 Partners with the faints in light : 
 Call, O call ws each by name, 
 To the marriage of the Lamb : 
 Lf t us lean upon thy breaft ; 
 Love be there our endlefs Feaft. 
 
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 HYMN CGXXIX. C. M. 
 
 1 /"^tOME, let os ufc the grace divine, 
 V^4 And all with one accord, 
 In a perpetual covenant join 
 Owfelves to Ghrift the Lord : 
 9 Give up ourfelves thro' Tefu's pow'r, 
 His name to glorify ; 
 And promife in this facred hour, 
 For God to live and die. 
 3 The cov'nant we this moment make, 
 Be ever kept in mind ; 
 We will no more our God fcrfake r , 
 Or caft his words behind. 
 
 4 We never will throw of* his fear, 
 
 Who hears our folerrm vow ; 
 And if thou art weH-pleas'd to hear, 
 Gome down and meet us now ! 
 
 5 Thee, Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft, 
 
 Let all our hearts receive ; 
 Pre fen t with the celeflial hofl, 
 The peaceful anfwer give, 
 
 6 To each the cov'nant blood apply, 
 
 Which takes our fins away ; 
 And regifter cur names o;i high, 
 And ke<rp us to that d?iv. 
 
 H Y M N CGXXX. L. M. 
 
 Admitting a Member, 
 
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 BROTHER in Chrifr, nnd well-belov'd, 
 To Jefus and his fervants dear, 
 Enter, and (hew thyfelf approv'd ; 
 Enter, and find that God is here. 
 
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 2 'ScapM from the world, redeem'd from fin. 
 
 By fiends purfu'd, by men abhorr'd, 
 Come in, poor fugitive, come in, 
 And fhare the portion of thy Lord. 
 
 3 Welcome from earth ! — lo, the right-hand 
 
 Of fellow (hip to thee we give ! 
 With open arms and hearts we ftand, 
 And thee in Jefn's name receive. 
 
 4 Say, is thy heart refolv'd as ours? 
 
 Then let it burn with facred love : 
 Then let it talte the heav'nly pow'rs, 
 Partaker of the joys above. 
 
 5 Jefus, attend, thyfelf reveal ! 
 
 Are we not met in thy great name ? 
 Thee in the midft we wait to feel, 
 
 We wait to catch the fpreading flame. 
 
 6 Thou God, that anfwereft by fire, 
 
 The fpirit of burning now impart ; 
 And let the flames of pure defire 
 Rife from the altar of each heart. 
 
 7 Truly our fellow fhip below, 
 
 With thee and with the Father is ; 
 In thee eternal life we know, 
 And heav'n's unutterable blifs. 
 
 8 In part we only know thee here, 
 
 But wait thy coming from above ; 
 And we Ihall then behold thee near, 
 And then Ihall all be loft in love. 
 HYMN CCXXXI. 
 Visiting a Friend. 
 1 TTJEAGE be on this houfe beftow'd, 
 JL Peace on all that here reticle ; 
 
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 Let the unknown peace of God 
 With the man of peace abide ! 
 
 Let thy Spirit now come clown : 
 Let the blefTmg now take place : 
 
 Son of peace receive thy crown, 
 Fulnefs of the gofpel grace. 
 
 2 Clirift, my Matter, and my Lord, 
 
 Let me thy fore-runner be : 
 O be mindful of thy word, 
 
 Vifit them, and vifit me ! 
 To this houfe and all herein, 
 
 Now let thy falvation come ! 
 Save our fouls from inbred fin ! 
 
 Make us thine eternal home ! 
 
 3 Let us never, never reft, 
 
 Till the promife is fulfill 'd : 
 Till we are of thee poffefs'd, 
 
 Pardon 'd, fanctify'd, and feal'd : 
 Till we all, in love renew'd, 
 
 Find the pearl that Adam loft, 
 Temples of the living God, 
 
 Father, Son, and Holy Glioft! 
 
 HYMN CCXXXII. 
 
 I T^ XGEPT the Lord conduct the plan, 
 * 4 The beft concerted fchemes are vain, 
 
 And never can fuccecd ; 
 We fpend our wretched ftrength for nought, 
 But if our works' in thee are wrought, 
 They fhall be bleft indeed. 
 
 2 Lord, if thou didft, thyfelf, infpire 
 Our fouls with this intenfe defire, 
 
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 Thy goodnefs to proclaim ; 
 Thy glory if we now intend, 
 O let or.r deed b?gin and end - 
 
 Complete in Jem's name ! 
 
 3 In Jcfu's name behold we meet ; 
 
 Far from an evil world retreat, 
 
 And all its frantic ways ; 
 One ©nly thing refolv'd to know, 
 And fquare our ufeful lives below, 
 
 By reaibn and bygiace, 
 
 A Not in the tombs we pine to dwell, 
 Nor in the dark rr.onaliic cell. 
 
 By vows and grates -caihfih'd, 
 Freely to all ourfelves we give, 
 Conftrain'd by Jefu's love to live 
 The fervants of mankind. 
 
 5 Now, Jefus, now thy love impart, 
 To govern each devoted heart, 
 
 And fit us for thy will ! 
 Deep founded in the truth of grace, 
 Build up thy rifing church, and place 
 
 The city on the hill. 
 
 6 O let our love and faith abound ! 
 O let our lives to all around 
 
 With pureft luftre mine ! 
 That all around our works may fee, 
 And give the glory, Lord, to thee, 
 
 The heav'nly light divine ! 
 
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 HYMN CCXXXIII. 
 
 ATCH'D by the world's malignant eye, 
 Who load us with reproach and fljame 1 
 
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 As fervants of the Lord mod high, 
 
 As zealous for his glorious name, 
 We ought in all his paths to move, 
 With holy fear and humble love. 
 
 2 That wifdom, Lord, on us be flow, 
 
 From ev'ryevil to depart, 
 To flop the mouth of ev'ry foe : 
 
 While, upright both in life and heart, 
 The proof of godly fear we give, 
 And (hew them how the cbriftians live. 
 
 HYMN CGXXXIV. 
 
 J /\ LL thanks to the Lamb, who gives us ta 
 JTjL meet : 
 
 His love we pioclaim, his praifes repeat : 
 We own him our Jefug, continually near, 
 To pardon and blefs us, an«l peifecl us here. 
 
 2 In him we have peace, in him we have pow'r, 
 Preferv'd by his grace throughout the dark 
 
 hour : 
 In all our temptation, he keeps us to prove 
 His utmofl falvation, his fulnefs of love. 
 
 3 Pronounce the glad word, and bid us be free ; 
 Ah 1 halt thou not, Lord, a blefling for me ? 
 The peace thou hnilgiv'n,thismoment impart, 
 And open thy heav'n, O Love, in my heart! 
 
 H Y M N CCXXXV. C. M. 
 
 I QF.E, Jefus, thy difciples, fee ; 
 O The promis'd blefling give ! 
 Met in thy name, we look to thee, 
 Thy prefence to receive. 
 T 
 
218 parting or 
 
 2 Thee we expect, our faithful Lord, 
 
 Who in thy name are join'd : 
 We wait according to thy word, 
 Thee in the midft to find. 
 
 3 Whom now we feek, O may we meet ! 
 
 Jefus, the crucify'd, 
 Shew us thy bleeding hands and feet, 
 Thou who for us haft dy'd. 
 
 HYMN GCXXXVJ. 
 
 1 /\ PPointedby thee, we meet in thy name, 
 jljL And meekly agree to follow the Lamb, 
 To trace thine example, the world to difijain, 
 And conftantly trample on pleafure and pain. 
 
 2 O what (hall we do, our Saviour to love ? 
 To make us anew, come Lord from above ! 
 The fruit of thy paflion, thy holinefs give I 
 Give us the falvation of all that believe ! 
 
 3 O Jefus appear ! no longer delay, 
 To fa notify here, and bear us away ; 
 
 The end of our meeting, at length let us fee, 
 Triumphantly fitting in glory with thee I 
 
 PARTING OF CHRISTIAN FRIENDS. 
 HYMN CGXXXVII. C. M. 
 
 1 XJLEST be the dear uniting love, 
 
 SJ That will not let us part ! 
 Our bodies may far off remove 
 We Hill are one in heart. 
 
 2 Join'd in one fpirit to our Head, 
 
 Where he appoints we go ; 
 
CHRISTIAN FRIfcNDS. 219 
 
 And ft ill in Jefu's footfteps tread, 
 And fhew his praife below. 
 
 3 O may we ever walk in him, 
 And nothing know befide ; 
 Nothing defire, nothing efteem, 
 But jefus crucify 'd ! 
 
 4, Clofer and clofer let us cleave 
 To his belov'd embrace ; 
 Expect his fulnefs to receive, 
 And grace to anfwer grace. 
 
 5 Partaker* of the Saviour's grace, 
 
 The fame in mind and heart ; 
 Nor joy, nor grief, nor time, nor place, 
 Nor life, nor death can part. 
 
 6 But let us ha-ften to the day, 
 
 Which mail our flefh reftore ; 
 When death (hall all be done away, 
 And bodies part no more. 
 
 HYMN CCXXXVIII. 
 
 1 TESUS, accept the praife 
 
 J That to thy name belongs ; 
 Matter of all our praife, 
 
 Subject of all our fongs ; 
 Through thee we nowr together came, 
 And part exulting in thy name. 
 
 2 In flefli we part a while, 
 
 But ftill in fpirit join'd, 
 T" embrace the bappy toil, 
 
 Thou haft to each alfign'd ; 
 And while we do thy bleffed will, 
 We bear our heav'n about us ftill. 
 
2-29 parting or 
 
 3 C let us then go on, 
 
 In -all thy pie a fan t ways, 
 And arm'd with patience, run 
 
 With joy th' appointed race ! 
 Keep us and ev'ry Peeking foul, 
 Till all attain the heav'nly goal. 
 
 4 There we (hall meet again, 
 
 When all our toils are o'er y 
 And grief, and death, and pain, 
 
 And parting are no more: 
 We fliall with all our brethren rife, 
 And grafp thee in the flaming- ikies. 
 
 5 O happy, happy day. 
 
 That calk thins exiles home ! 
 The heav'ns (hall pais away : 
 
 The earth receive its doom ; 
 Earth we fliall view, and heav'n defrroy'd 
 An-J fhout above the fiery void ! 
 
 6 Then let us wait the found, 
 
 That (ball our fouls Ftleafe, 
 And labour to be found 
 
 Of him in fpotlefs peace ; 
 In perfect hoi i nefs renew'd, 
 Adorn 'd with Ghriil, and meet for God. 
 
 H Y M N CCXXXIX. C. M. 
 
 1 /^<QD of all cancelation, take 
 \.J$ The glory of thy grace ! 
 Thy gifts, to thee we render back 
 
 In ceafclefs fongs of praife. 
 
 2 Thro* thee we now together came 
 
 In fin^lenefs of heart : 
 
CHRISTIAN FRIENDS. 221 
 
 We met, O Jefus, in thy name ; 
 And in thy name we part. 
 3 We part in body, not in mind : 
 Our minds continue one ; 
 And each to each in Jefus join'd, 
 We hand in hand go on. 
 i Subfifls as in us all one foul ; 
 No po\v*r can make us twain : 
 And mountains rife and oceans roll, 
 To fever us, in vain. 
 5 Prefent we Pc ill in fpirit are, 
 And intimately nigh ; 
 While on the wings of faith and pray'r, 
 We each to other fly. 
 
 i In Jefus Chi ift, together we 
 In heav'nly places fit : 
 Cloth'd with the fun, we fmile to fee 
 The moon beneath our feet. 
 
 ' Our life is hid with Chrift in God ; 
 Our life (hall foon appear, 
 And Hied his glory ail abroad 
 On all his members here. 
 
 ! The heav'nly treafure now we have 
 In a vile houie of clay ; 
 But he (hall to the utmoft fave. 
 And keep it to that day. 
 
 i Our fouls are in his mighty hand, 
 And he fhall keep them dill; 
 And you and I fhall furely {land 
 With him on Sion's bill i 
 T2 
 
222 PARTING OF 
 
 10 Him, eye to eye, we there (hall fee ;. - 
 
 Our face like his fhall fhine ; 
 O what a glorious company ; 
 When faints and angels join ! 
 
 1 1 O what a joyful meeting there ! 
 
 In robes of white array'd, 
 Palms in our hands we all fhall bear, 
 And crowns upon our head. 
 
 12 Then let us lawfully contend. 
 
 And fight our pa Mage through : 
 Bear in our faithful minds the end, 
 And keep the prize in view. 
 
 15 Then let us haften to the day, 
 
 When all fhall be brought home 1 
 Come, Redeemer come away 1 
 O Jefus, quickly come ! 
 
 HYMN CCXL. S. M. 
 
 1 /\ ND let our bodies part, 
 JLjL To diff 'rent climes repair ; 
 lnfeparably join'd in heart 
 
 The friends of Jefus are 1 
 
 2 Jefus, the corner-ftone. 
 
 Did firfi our hearts unite ! 
 And Rill he keeps our (pints one, 
 Who walk with him in white. 
 
 3 OUt us dill proceed 
 
 In Jefu's work below ; 
 And foll'wing our triumphant Head, 
 To farther conquers go. 
 
 4 The vineyard of the Lord 
 
 Before his labourers lies; 
 
CHRISTIAN FRIENDS. 2Z3 
 
 And lo ! we fee the vaft reward, 
 Which waits us in the ikies ! 
 
 5 O let our heart and mind 
 
 Continually afcend, 
 That heaven of repcfe to find, 
 Where ail our labours end 1 
 
 6 Where all our toils are o'er. 
 
 Our fuff'ring and our pain ! 
 Who meet on that eternal fliore 
 Shall never part again. 
 
 7 O happy, happy. place, 
 
 Where faints and a'ngeli meet ; 
 There we (hall fee each ether's face, 
 And all our brethren greet. 
 
 8 The church of the firft bor tt, 
 
 We (hall with them be bleft, 
 And, crown 'd with endlc'fs joy, return 
 To our eternal reft. 
 
 9 With joy we (hall behold, 
 
 In yonder bleu abode, 
 The patriarchs and prophets old, 
 And all the faints of God. 
 
 10 Abrah'm and Ifaac there, 
 
 And Jacob, mall receive 
 The foll'wers of their frith and pray'r, 
 "Who now in bodies live. 
 
 i 1 We fiiall ©ur time beneath 
 Live out in cheerful hope, 
 And fearlefs pais the vale of death. 
 And gain the mountain-top. 
 
224 convinced or 
 
 12 To gather home kis own, 
 God flia.ll his angels lend, 
 And bid our blifs, on earth begun. 
 In deathlcfs triumphs end. 
 
 CONVINCED OF BACKSLIDING. 
 HYMN CCXLI. First part. 
 
 OH ! how happy arc they 
 Who the Saviour obey, 
 And have laid up their treafure above ! 
 
 Tongue can never exprefs 
 
 The fweet comfort and peace 
 OC a foul in its earlieft love ! 
 
 That fweet comfort was mine, 
 
 When the favour divine 
 I fir ft found in the blood of the Lamb ; 
 
 When my heart it believ'd, 
 
 What a joy I receiv'd, 
 What a heaven in Jefus's name ! 
 
 'Twas a heaven below, 
 
 My Redeemer to know ; 
 And the angels could do nothing more 
 
 Than to fall at his feet, 
 
 And the flpry repeat, 
 And the Lover of finners adore. 
 
 Jcfus .all the day long 
 
 Was my joy and -my long ; 
 O that ail his falvation might fee ! 
 
 He hath lov'd me, I cry'd, 
 
 He hath fuffer'd and dy'd, 
 To redeem iuch a rebel as me. 
 
BACKSLIDING. 
 
 ,5 On the wings of his love, 
 I was carry 'd above 
 All my fin, and temptation, and pain ; 
 And I could not believe 
 That I ever fliould grieve, 
 That I ever fliould fatter again. 
 
 6 I then rode on the iky, 
 Freely juflify'd. I, 
 
 N or d i d e 1 1 v y Eli j a h h i s fe s. t ; I 
 My glad foul mounted high'V 
 In a chariot of lire, 
 
 And the moon it was under my feet. 
 
 7 O ! the rapturous height 
 Of ilia: h >ly delight, 
 
 Which I felt in the life -giving bloed ! 
 
 Of inv Saviour pcffcfs'd, 
 
 1 wasperfe-aiy bleifc, 
 As if fill'd with the fulnefs of God. 
 
 H Y 
 
 CGXL1J. 
 
 Second P,:r 
 ? 
 
 AH ! but v.- he re am I now 
 And why was it, or how, 
 That I fell IVom my heavew of grace ! 
 I am brought into th, rail ; 
 1 am fhipt of my All ; 
 I am baiiillrd from Jei'us's face ! 
 
 Hardly vet do I know, 
 
 How I ['ct my Lortlgo; 
 So infe-niibly Parted afide ; 
 
 P>v.z the tempter came in, 
 
 With In > own fuhtle fin. 
 And infected my ipirit with pride. 
 
22f> CONTI¥CED OF 
 
 3 Ah ! I felt it too foon, 
 That iny Satiour was gone, 
 
 Swiftly vani filing- out of my fight ! 
 
 Then my triumph and boaft 
 
 On a fudden were loft, 
 And my day it was turn'd into night. 
 
 4 Only pride could deftroy 
 That fweet innocent joy, 
 
 And thus make my Redeemer depart : 
 But whate'er was the caufe, 
 I lament the fad lofs, 
 
 For the veil is come over my heart. 
 
 5 Oh 1 how wretched I am ! 
 I can only exclaim, 
 
 Like a devil tormented within ! 
 
 My dear Saviour is gene, 
 
 And has left me alene, 
 To the fury of Satan and fin ! 
 
 6 Nothing now can relieve ; 
 .Without comfort I grieve ; 
 
 I have loft all my peace and my pow'r ; 
 No accefs do I find 
 To the Friend of mankind ; 
 
 I can afk for his mercy no more. 
 
 7 Now, no tongue can declare 
 The keen torment I bear, 
 
 While no end of ray troubles I fee ; 
 
 Only Adam could tell, 
 
 On the day that he fell, 
 And was turn'd out of Eden like me. 
 
 8 Driven out from my God, 
 I now wander abroad ; 
 
 Through a defert of forrows I rove : 
 
BACKSLIDING. 227 
 
 And how great is my pain, 
 That I cannot regain 
 My loft Eden of Jeius's lore 1 
 
 Ah ! fhall I ever rile 
 
 To my firft paradife ? 
 Ever come my Redeemer to fee ? 
 
 Yes, I feel a faint hope, 
 
 That at laft he will floop, 
 And his pity lhall bring him to me. 
 
 HYMN CCXLIII. 
 
 HOW fhall a lofl: (inner in pain, 
 Recover his forfeited peace ? 
 When brought into bondage again, 
 What hope of a fecond releafe ? 
 Will mercy itfelf be fo kind 
 
 To fpare fuch a rebel as me ? 
 And O i can I pofiibly find 
 
 Such plenteous redemption in thee ? 
 
 O Jefus, of thee I require, 
 
 If ftill thou art able to fave, 
 The brand to pluck out of the fire, 
 
 And ranfom my foul from the grave : 
 The help of thy Spirit reftore, 
 
 And fhew me the life-giving blood ; 
 And pardon a finner once more, 
 
 And bring me again unto God. 
 
 O Jefus, in pity draw near, 
 
 Come quickly to help a loft foul, 
 
 To comfort a mourner, appear, 
 And make a poor Lazarus whole : 
 
228 CONVINCED OF 
 
 The balm of thy mercy apply* 
 
 Thou feell the lore anguifh I feel, 
 Save, Lord, or I perifh, T die, 
 
 O lave, or I fink into hcH ! 
 4 I (ink, if thou longer delay 
 
 Thy pardoning mercy to (how ; 
 Come quickly, and kindly difplay 
 
 The pow'r of thy pa (lion below; 
 By all thou haft done for my fake, 
 
 One drop of thy blood I implore ; 
 Now, now let it touch me, and make 
 
 The iinner, a finner no more ! 
 
 H Y M N CCXLTV. G. M. 
 
 1 /~\ THAT I was as heretofore, 
 V^x When warm in my firfl love 1 
 I only liv'd my God t' adore, 
 
 And leek the things above. 
 
 2 Upon my head his candle fhone, 
 
 ■And freely by his grace, 
 With cords of love he drew me on, 
 And half unveil'd bis face. 
 
 3 Butter and honey did [ eat, 
 
 And lifted up on high, 
 I faw the clouds beneath my feet, 
 And rode upon the iky. 
 
 4 Far, far above all earthly things 
 
 Triumphantly I rode ; 
 I foar'd to hcav'n on eagles' wings, 
 And found and talk'd with God. 
 
 5 Where am I now, from what an height 
 
 Of happinefs caft down ! 
 
BACXSMDING. 229 
 
 The glory fwallow'd up in night, 
 And faded is the. crown. 
 6 O God, thou art my home, my reft, 
 For which 1 figh in pain 1 
 Kow (hail I 'fcape into thy bread, 
 My Eden now regain ? 
 H Y M N CCXLV. C. M. 
 
 1 /^\H for a clofer walk with God, 
 V_-/ A calm and heav'nly frame ; 
 A light to (lime upon the road 
 
 That leads me to the Lamb ! 
 
 2 Where is tbe bleffednels I knew, 
 
 When fit ft I faw the Lord ? 
 Where is the foul-refrefbing view 
 Of Jefus and his word ? 
 
 3 What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd ; 
 
 Plow i'weet their memory fhii i 
 But they have left an aching void 
 
 The world can never fili. 
 -4 Return, O holy Dove, return, 
 
 Sweet mcflenger of reft: 
 I hate the fins that made thee mourn., 
 
 And drove thee from my bread, 
 
 5 The deareiVidol 1 have known, 
 
 Whate'cr that iclol be, 
 Help me to tear it frorh thy tlirbnc ; 
 And worfhip only thee! 
 
 6 So ftrall my walk be clof; with God, 
 
 Calm and ferehe my frame ; 
 So purer light flrall mark the road 
 That leads me to the Lamb. 
 U 
 
230 BXATH AND 
 
 DEATH AND JUDGMENT. 
 HYMN CCXLVI. C. M. 
 
 1 nHHEE we adore, Eternal Name, 
 
 JL And humbly own to thee, 
 How feeble is our mortal frame, 
 What dying worms we be ! 
 
 2 Our wafting lives grow fliorter ft ill, 
 
 As days and months increafe ; 
 And ev'ry beating* pulfe we tell, 
 Leaves but the number lefs. 
 
 2 The year rolls round, and fteals away 
 The breath that firft it gave : 
 Whate'er we do, where'er we be, 
 We're traveling to the grave. 
 
 4 Dangers (land thick thro' all the ground, 
 
 To pu tli us to the tomb ; 
 And fierce difeafes wait around, 
 To hurry mortals home. 
 
 5 Great God ! on what a {lender thread 
 
 Hang everlafting things ! 
 Th' eternal ftates of all the dead 
 Upon life's feeble ft rings ! 
 
 6 Infinite joy or endlefs wo, 
 
 Depends on ev'ry breath ; 
 And yet how unconcern'd we go 
 Upon the brink of death ! 
 
 7 Waken, O Lord, our drowfy fenfe, 
 
 To walk this dang'rous road ; 
 
 And if our fouls are hurry'd hence, 
 
 May they be found with God 1 
 
JUDGMENT. 231 
 
 HYMN CGXLVII. C. M. 
 
 1 TT7HEN ri ting from the bed of death, 
 
 VV O'erwhelm'd with guilt and fear, 
 I view my Maker, face to face, 
 O how (hall I appear ! 
 
 2 If yet while pardon may be found, 
 
 And mercy may be fought ; 
 My foul with inward horror (brinks 
 And trembles at the thought 1 
 
 3 When thou, O Lord, (halt fraud difclos'd 
 
 In majefty fevere, 
 And fit in judgment on my foul, 
 O how (hall I appear ? 
 
 4 O may my broken, contrite heart, 
 
 Timely my fins lament, 
 And early wita repentant tears, 
 Eternal wo prevent. 
 
 5 Behold the farrows of my heart, 
 
 Ere yet it be too late ; 
 And hear my Saviour's dying; groan, 
 To give thofe forrows weight. 
 
 6 Eor never fhall my foul defpair 
 
 Her pardon to fecure, 
 Who knows thine only Son hath dy'd 
 To make that pardon fure. 
 
 HYMN CGXLVIII. S. M. 
 
 1 f\ ND am I born to die ? 
 
 .LIL. To lay this body down ?• 
 And mull my trembling fpirit fly 
 Into a world unknown ? 
 
32 DEATH AN» 
 
 A land of deepefl: (hade, 
 
 Unpierc'd lr/ human thought ; 
 The drear; regions of the dead, 
 
 Where all things are forgot. 
 
 Soon as from earth I go, 
 
 What will become of me ? 
 Eternal happlnefs or wo 
 
 Mnfl then my portion be ! 
 
 Wak'd by ihe trumpet's found, 
 
 I from my grave uiuft rife, 
 And fee the Judge with glory crown'd, 
 
 And fee the flanwng Ikies ! 
 
 How fliall I leave my tomb I - 
 
 With triumph or regret ? 
 A fearful or a joyful doom, 
 
 A curie or bleiling meet ? 
 
 Will angel-bands convey 
 
 Their brotlaer to the bar ! 
 Or devils drag my foul away 
 
 To meet its fentence there ? 
 
 Who can refolve the doubt 
 That tears ray anxious breall ? 
 
 Shall 1 be Avkh the dauip'd call out, 
 Or number'd with the blefl I 
 I mull from God be driv'n, 
 Or with my Saviour dwell : 
 
 Mull come at his command to heav'n, 
 Or cii'e depart to hell. 
 
 O thou that would Ml not have" 
 One wretched iinaer die, 
 Who dy'dlt thyCeli'i my foul to favc 
 From endlcf. mifery 1 
 
JIT »G MINT. 
 
 Show mc the way to Chun 
 
 Thy dreadful wrath fevere, 
 That when thou comeft on thy throne, 
 
 I may with joy appear. 
 
 Thou art thyfelf the way, 
 
 Thyfelf \§ m* reveal ; 
 So fhall J fpend my life's fhort day 
 
 Obedient to thy will ; 
 
 So fhall I love my God, 
 
 Becaufe he firfi lov'd me, 
 And praife thee in thy bright abode, 
 
 To all eternity. 
 
 H Y M N CGXLIX. 
 
 l A ] 
 
 And rriuft I fuddenly comply 
 With nature's ilern decree i 
 
 What after death for me remains ? 
 
 Celeftial joys, or heliifti pains, 
 To ail eternity. 
 
 How then ought I on earth to live, 
 While God prolongs the kind reprieve, 
 
 And props the houfe of clay ; 
 My fole concern, my fiuglc care. 
 To watci* and tremble and prepare 
 
 Again 11 that fatal day 1 
 
 No room for mirth or trifling here, 
 For worldly hope, or worldly fear, 
 
 If life fo foon is gone ; 
 If now the Judge is at the doc*, 
 And all mankind nmfi ii.mi before 
 
 Th' inexorable throne \ 
 U 2 
 
23i DEATH A.N» 
 
 4 No matter which my thoughts employ, 
 A moment's mifery or joy: 
 
 But oh ! A'/hcn both (hall end, 
 Where (hall I find my deftin'd place? 
 Shall I my evcrlafting days 
 
 With fiends or angels fpend ? 
 
 5 Nothing is worth a thought beneath, 
 But how I may eft ape the death 
 
 That never, never dies ! 
 How make mine own election fure, 
 And when I fail on earth, fee u re 
 
 A man lion in the ikies. 
 
 6 Jelus vouch fate a p : tying ray, 
 
 Be thou my guide, be thou my way 
 
 To glorious happinefs ! 
 Ah ! write the pardon on my heart ! 
 And whenloe'er 1 hence depart, 
 
 Let me depart in peace ! 
 
 H Y M N CCL. S. M. 
 
 1 r X^HOU Judge of quick and dead, 
 
 JL Before whole bar lev ere, 
 With holy joy 'or guilty dread, 
 
 We all fliall foot) appear ; 
 
 Our caution'd i'ouls prepare 
 
 For that tremendous day, 
 And till ui now with watchful care, 
 
 And ftir us up to pray: 
 
 2 To pray and wait the hour, 
 That awful hour unknown, 
 
 When, rob'd in majefty and pow'r, 
 Thou {halt from heav'n come down: 
 
JUDGMENT. 2o5 
 
 Th' immortal Son of Man, 
 To judge the human race, 
 With all thy Father's dazzling train, 
 With all thy glorious grace. 
 
 3 To damp our earthly joys, 
 
 T' increase our gracious fears, 
 For ever let th' archangel's voice, 
 
 Be founding in our ears, 
 
 The folemn midnight cry, 
 
 4 ' Ye dead, the Judge is come : 
 t; Arife, and meet him in the iky, 
 
 "And meet your inftant doom 1" 
 
 4 O may we then be found 
 Obedient to thy word, 
 
 Attentive to the trumpet's found, 
 
 And looking for our Lord! 
 
 O may we thus infure 
 
 A lot among the bleft : 
 And watch a moment to fecure 
 
 An everlafting reft ! 
 
 H Y M N CCLI. L. M. 
 1 TIE comes ! he comes ! the Judge fevere ; 
 JL JLTh,- fe veil th trumpet (peaks him near; 
 His lightnings fla'fti, his thunders roll ; 
 How welcome to the faithful foul i 
 
 2 Frism heav'n, angelic voices found, 
 See the almighty Jefus crown'd 1 
 Girt with omnipotence and grace, 
 And glory decks the Saviour's face. 
 
 3 Defceflding on his azure throne, 
 
 He claims :he k'wdams for his own ; 
 
236 DEATH AKD 
 
 The kingdoms all obey his word, 
 And hail him their triumphant Lord 1 
 
 4 Shout all the people of the iky, 
 
 And all the faints of the Moft High ; 
 Our Lord, who now his right obtain*, 
 For ever and for e?er reigns. 
 
 H Y M N CCLII. 
 O ! he comes with cloud.; dcicendU^*, 
 Once fur favour'd linners (lain I 
 Thou land, thou fa nd faints attending, 
 Swell the tsimrtph of his train ; 
 
 Hallelujah! 
 God appears with man to reign. 
 
 Ev'ry eye find! now behold him, 
 
 RoVcl in dreadful majefty ! 
 Thofe who fet at nought and fold him, 
 
 Pierc'd and nail'd him to the tree, 
 Deeply wailing, 
 
 Shall the true Mofiial) fee. 
 
 The dear tokens of his pailion, 
 Still his dazzling body bears ; 
 
 Caufc of endleis exultation 
 To his ranfom'd worfhippers ; 
 
 With what rapture 
 Gaze we on thofe glorious fears ! 
 
 Yea, Amen ! let all adore thee, 
 High on thine eternal throne ! 
 
 Saviour, take the pow'r and glory, 
 Claim the kingdom for thine own : 
 
 J ah! Jehovah ! 
 Everlafting God, come down • 
 
T 
 
 JUDGMENT. 237 
 
 HYMN CCLIII. C. M. 
 ERRIBLE thought ! fliall I alone, 
 
 Who may be fav'd, {hall I, 
 Of all, alas ! whom I have known, 
 Through fin for ever die ? 
 
 2 While all my old companions dear, 
 
 With whom I once did live, 
 Joyful at God's right-hand appear, 
 A blefUng to receive ; 
 
 3 Shall I, amidft a ghaftly band 
 
 Dragg'd to the Judgment-feat, 
 Far on the left with horror Prand, 
 My fearful doom to meet ? 
 
 4 While thev enjoy their Saviour's Jove* 
 
 Shall I be doom'd to hell ! 
 While they fing hymns of praife above, 
 Muft I in torments dwell ? 
 
 5 Ah ! no ; I yet may turn and live, 
 
 For flill his wrath delays ; 
 He now vouchfafes a kind reprieve, 
 And offers me his grace. 
 
 6 I will accept his offer now, 
 
 From ev'ry fin depart ; 
 Perform my oft-repeated vow, 
 And render him my heart. 
 
 7 I will improve what J receive, 
 
 The grace through Jcfus giv'n ; 
 Sure, if with God on earth ] live, 
 To live with God in Leav'n, 
 
2 3S DEATH AND 
 
 H Y M N CCLIV. 
 
 1 r | 1 HOU God of glorious majefty, 
 
 JL To thee, agfainft myfelf, to thee, 
 
 A worm of earth. I cry : 
 A half-awaken *d child of man, 
 An heir of er.dlefs blifs or pain, 
 
 A fihner born to die ! 
 
 2 Lo ! on a narrow neck of lane!, 
 'Twixt two unbounded feas, I (land 
 
 Secure, infenlible ; 
 A point of time, a moment's fpace, 
 Removes me to that heav'nly place, 
 
 Or flints me up in hell. 
 
 3 O God, my guilty foul convert. 
 And deeply on my wretched heart, 
 
 Eternal thirigs imprefs ; 
 Give me to feel their folemn weight, 
 To tremble op the brink of fate, 
 
 And wake to righteoufnefs ! 
 
 4 Before me place in dread array. 
 The pomp of that tremendous dav, 
 
 When thou with clouds Quit come, 
 To judge the nations at thy bar ; 
 And cell me, Lord, Hi a 11 I be there 
 
 To meet a joyfal doom ? 
 
 5 Be this my one great bus'nefs here, 
 With ferious induftry and fear, 
 
 Eternal Wife t' enfure ; 
 
 7 nine utmoil counfel to fulfil, 
 To fuflfer all thy righteous will, 
 And to the end endure. 
 
JUDGMENT. 2 39 
 
 £ Then, Saviour, then my foul receive, 
 Transported from this vale, to live 
 
 And reign with thee above ! 
 Where faith is fweetly loft in fight ; 
 And hope, in full iupremc delight, 
 And everlahing love. 
 
 H Y M N CCLV. C. M. 
 
 1 /"^ God our help in ages paft, 
 V_^ Our hope for years to come. 
 Our fhelter fiom the ftormy blaft, 
 
 And our eternal home. 
 
 2 Under the fliadow of thy throne 
 
 Still may we dwell lecure ; 
 Sufficient is thine arm alone, 
 And our defence is lure. 
 
 3 Before the hills in order flood, 
 
 Or earth receiv'd her frame, 
 From everlafting thou art God, 
 To ecdiefs years the fame. 
 
 4 A thoufand ages in thy fight, 
 
 Are like an ev'ning gone ; 
 Short as the watch that ends the night 
 Before the riling fun, 
 
 5 The bufy tribes of flefii and blood, 
 
 With all their cares and feai s, 
 Are carry'd downward by the ilood, 
 And loft in foil 'wing years. 
 
 6 Time, like an ever-rolling ftream, 
 
 Bears all its ions away ; 
 They fly, forgotten, as a dream 
 
240 DEAT3 AND 
 
 7 O God ! our help in ages part, 
 Our hope for years to come: 
 Be thou our guard while life (hall la&, 
 And our perpetual home. 
 
 H Y M N CCLVI. S. M. 
 
 1 j\ ND rouft this body die, 
 
 _Z~X This well-wrought frame decayf 
 
 And mud thefe active limbs of mine 
 Lie mould'ring in the clay ? 
 
 2 Corruption, earth, and worm*, 
 
 Shall but refine this flefti, 
 Till my triumphant 1'pirit come? 
 To put it on afrefh. 
 
 3 God my Redeemer lives, 
 
 And ever from the fkiee 
 Looks down, and watches all my duft. 
 Till he rh.al.1 bid it rife. 
 
 4 Array *d in glorious grace 
 
 Shalt theie vile bodies (bine, 
 And ev'ry Chape, and ev'ry face, 
 Be heav'nly and divine. 
 
 5 Thefe lively hopes we owe, 
 
 Lord, to thy ye ; 
 
 O may we blef* thy grace btiow, 
 And ling thy grace abjve. 
 
 6 Saviour, accept the praifc 
 
 Of thefe our humble longs, 
 Till tunes of nobler founds we raife 
 With our iutRiortfcj tongues. 
 
JUDGMENT. 241 
 
 HYMN CGLVIT. C. M. 
 1 /\ ND let this feeble body fail, 
 JL jl And let it faint or die ; 
 My fcul fliall quit the mournful, vale, 
 
 And foar to worlds on high : 
 Shall join the difenibody'd faints, 
 And find its long-fought reft ; 
 That only blifs for which it pants, 
 In the Redeemer's bread. 
 
 2 In hope of that immortal crown, 
 
 I now the crofs fuftaiifl ; 
 And gladly wander up and down, 
 
 And fmile at toil and pain : 
 I fuffer en my threefcore years 
 
 Till my Beliv'rer come ; 
 And wipe away his fervant's tears, 
 
 And take his exile home. 
 
 5 O what hath Jefus bought for me 1 
 Before my ravifh'd eyes 
 Rivers of life divine I lee, 
 And trees of paradiie ! 
 , I fee a world of fpirits bright, 
 
 Who tafte the pleafures there ! 
 They all are rob'd in fpotlefs white, 
 And coaqu'ring palms they bear. 
 
 4- O what are all my fufF'rings here, 
 If, Lord, thou count me meet 
 "With thafi enraptur'd hoft t' appear, 
 And w or (hip at thy feet 1 
 • Give joy or grief, give eafe or pain, 
 Take life or friends a way : 
 X 
 
242 BEA.TII AND 
 
 3ut let rnc find them all agaia 
 In that eternal day. 
 
 HYMN CCLVJIT. 
 
 1 TTAPPY foul, thy days arc ended ; 
 JLjL All thy mourning days below ; 
 Go, by angel-guards attended, 
 
 To the fight of Jefus, go. 
 
 2 Waiting to receive thy fpirit, 
 
 Lo ! the Saviour ftands above ; 
 Shews the purchafe of his merit, 
 Rcackes out the crown of love. 
 
 3 Struggle through thy latefl: paiTion, 
 
 To thy dear Redeemer's breaft ; 
 To his uttermoft falvation, 
 To his everlafting reft. 
 
 4 For the joy he fets before thee, 
 
 Bear a momentary pain ; 
 Die, to live a life of glory ; 
 Suffer, with thy Lord to reign. 
 
 HYMN CCLIX. 
 
 1 /\ H '. lovely appearance of death., 
 JLjL What fight upon earth is fo fair ? 
 Not all the gay pageants that breathe, 
 
 Can with a dead body Gompare : 
 With: folemn delight I furvey 
 
 The corpfe, when the fpirit is fled, 
 In love with the beautiful clay, 
 
 And longing to lie in its (lead. 
 
 2 How bled is our brother, bereft 
 
 Of all that could burden his mind ;' 
 
JUDGMENT. 2& 
 
 H . ueafy the foul that has left 
 
 This wcariforne body behind 1 
 Of evil incapable thou, 
 
 Whofe relics with envy I fee, 
 No longer in mifery now, 
 
 No longer a finner like me. 
 
 3 This earth is affe&ed no more 
 
 With ficknefs, or fhaken with pain ; 
 The war in the members is o'er, 
 
 And never Chall vex him again : 
 No anger, henceforward, or fhame, 
 
 Shall redden this innocent clay ; 
 Extinct is the animal flame, 
 
 And paffion is vanifh'd away. 
 
 4 This langiiiflring head is at red, 
 
 Its thinking and achinp; arc o'er ; 
 This quiet immoveable breaft 
 
 Is heav'd by affliction no more: 
 This heart '13 no longer the feat 
 
 Of trouble and toriurfng pain ; 
 It ceafes to flutter and beat, 
 
 It never fhall flutter again. 
 
 5 The lids he fo feldom could clofe, 
 
 By forrow forbidden to ilccp, 
 Seal'd up in eternal rep.irfe, 
 
 . Have (Vsangely forgotten to weep: 
 The fountains can yield no iirpplies ; 
 
 Thcfe hollows from water are free : 
 The tears are all wipxl from thefe eyes, 
 
 And evil they never ihall fee. 
 
 6 To moum and to fuffer is mine, 
 
 While bound in a prifon 1 breathe ; 
 
244 DEATH AKB 
 
 'And dill for deliverance pine, 
 
 And prefs to the iffues of death ; 
 
 What now-with my tears I bedew, 
 O might I this moment become 1 
 
 My fpirtt created anew, 
 
 My fl-jih be confign'd to the tomb 1 
 
 HYMN CCLX. 
 1 "|3 E JO ICE for a brother deteas'd, 
 
 JLV Our lofs is his infinite gain ; 
 A foul out of prifon rtde.is'd, 
 
 And freed from its bodily chain ; 
 With fongs let usfollow his flight, 
 
 And mount with his fpirit above ; 
 Efcap'd to tke manfions of light, 
 
 And lodg'd in the Eden of lova. 
 
 2 Our brother the haven hath gain'd, 
 
 Out-flying the temped and wind ; 
 His reft he hath fooner obtaln'c!, 
 
 And left his companions behind, 
 Still tofs'don a fea of didrefs, 
 
 Hard toiling to make the bled fnorc, 
 Where all is alfuranceand peace, 
 
 And forrow and fin are no more. 
 
 3 There all the (hip's company meet, 
 
 Who fail'd with the Saviour beneath 
 With (homing, each other they greet, 
 
 And triumph o'er trouble and death : 
 The voyage of life's at an end, 
 
 The mortal affliction is pad ; 
 The age, that in heaven they fpend, 
 
 For ever and ever fliafl laut. 
 
JUDGMENT. 215 
 
 PI Y M N CGLXI. 
 
 1 ,r jHI5 finifli'd, ti.3 done ! the fpirit is fled ; 
 
 X Thepris'ner is gone, thechriltianisdead : 
 The chriftian is living thro' Jeius's love, 
 And gladly receiving a kingdom above. 
 
 2 All honour and praife are Jefu.s's due : 
 Supported by grace, he fought his way thro' ; 
 Triumphantly glorious, thro' jcfus's zeal, 
 And more than victorious o'er fin, death, and 
 
 hell. 
 
 3 Then let us record the conqu'ring name ; 
 Our Captain and Lord with (hooting oroclaim ; 
 Who trull: in his paflion and Follow our Head, 
 To certain ialvation we all thai] be led. 
 
 4 O Jefus ! lead on thy militant care ; 
 
 And give m the crown of righteouinefs there : 
 Where dazzled with glory, tiie feraphimgaze ; 
 Or proftrate adore thee, in filence of praife. 
 
 5 Gome, Lord, and difplay, thy fig'n in the Iky, 
 
 And bear us away to manfious on high : 
 The kingdom be given, the purchafe divine ; 
 And crown us in heaven eternally thine. 
 
 H Y M N CCLXir. 
 
 1 TJ OS ANN A to Jefus on high ! 
 XX Another has enter'd his reft ; 
 Another has 'fcap'd to the fky, 
 And lodg'd in Immanuel's bread : 
 X 2 
 
if BE ATI! AK» 
 
 The foul of our filler is gone, 
 
 To heighten the triumph aWove : 
 
 Exalted to Jefus's throne, 
 
 And clafp'd in the arms of his lore. 
 
 What fulnefs of rapture is there, 
 
 While Jefus his glory difplays : 
 And purples the heavenly air. 
 
 And fcatters the odours of grace I 
 He looks — and his ferrants io light, 
 
 The blefling ineffable meet : 
 He fmiles — and they faint at his fight, 
 
 And fall overwhelm'd at his feet. 
 
 How happy tiie angels that fall 
 
 Tranlported at Jefus's name : 
 The faints whom he fooneft fhall call, 
 
 To {hare in the feaft of the Lamb I 
 No longer imprifon'd in clay, 
 
 Who next from his dungeon fhall fly ? 
 Who finl (hall be i'ummon'd away — 
 
 My merciful God — Is it I ? 
 
 O Jefus, if this be thy will, 
 
 That fuddenly I (hould depart ; 
 Thy counfel of mercy reveal, 
 
 And whifper the call to my heart : 
 O give me a fignal to know, 
 
 If foon thou wouldft have me remove ; 
 And leave the dull body below, 
 
 And fly to the regions above. 
 
 ■H 
 
 HYMN CCLXIII. 
 
 APPY who in Jefus live, 
 But happier ftill are they, 
 
JUDGMENT. 24!* 
 
 Who to God their fpirits give, 
 
 And Tcape from earth away ; 
 Lord, thou read'ft the panting heart, 
 
 Lord, thou hear'ft the praying- ugh ; 
 O 'tis hetter to depart. 
 
 'Tis better far to die. 
 
 Yet, if fo thy will ordain 
 
 For our companions' good, 
 Let us in the fiefli remain, 
 
 And meekly bear the load ; 
 Till we have our grief fill'd up, 
 
 Till we all our works have done, 
 Late partakers of our hope. 
 
 And fharers of thy throne. 
 
 To thy wife and gracious will, 
 
 We quietly fubmit, 
 Waiting for redemption ftill, 
 
 And waiting at thy feet : 
 When thou wilt the blelTinggive 
 
 Call us up thy face to fee ; 
 Only let thy fervants live, 
 
 And let us die to thee. 
 
 H Y M N CGLXIV. 
 
 STAND, th' omnipotent decree ! 
 Jehovah's will be done ! 
 Nature's end we wait to fee, 
 And hear her final groan ; 
 Let this earth diffolve, and blend 
 
 In death, the wicked and the juft ; 
 Let thole pcnd'rous orbs d'efcend, 
 And grind us into dult. 
 
5 4S DEATH AND 
 
 2 Refh fee u re the righteous man : 
 
 At his Redeemer's beck, 
 Sure t' emerge and rife again, 
 
 And mount above the wreck ; 
 Lo ! the heav'nly fpirit tcw'rs. 
 
 Like flames o'er nature's fuii'ra! pyre, 
 Triumphs in immortal pow'is, 
 
 And claps his wings of lire ! 
 
 3 Nothing hath the juft to lofe 
 
 By worlds on worlds deftroy'd ; 
 Far beneath his feet he views, 
 
 WitirfmUes. the flaming void ; 
 Sees this univerfe renew Yi, 
 
 The grand millennial year begun ; 
 Shouts with all the fons of God 
 
 Around th' eternal throne ! 
 
 4 Rt fling in this glorious hope, 
 
 To be at la ft reftor'd ; 
 Yield we now our bodies up 
 
 To earthquake, plague, or fword ; 
 Lift'r.ing for the call divine, 
 
 The lateu trumpet of the i^v'n : 
 Soon our foul and dufl (hall join, 
 
 And both fly up to heav'n. 
 
 HYMN CCLXV. 
 
 LONG to behold him array'd 
 With glory and light from above ; 
 The King in his beauty difplay'd, 
 
 His beauty of holiett love : 
 I languijh and figh to be there, 
 Where Jefus hath uVd his abode j 
 
JUDGMENT. 249 
 
 O when (hall we meet in the air, 
 And fly to the mountain df God ! 
 
 2 With him I on Sion fha!l ftand, \ 
 
 For Jefus hath fpoken the word, 
 The breadth of Immanuel's land 
 
 Survey by the light of my Lord : 
 But when on thy bofom reclin'd, 
 
 Thy face I am ftrengtben'd to fee, 
 My fulnefs of rapture I find, 
 
 My heaven of heavens in thee. 
 
 3 How happy the people that dwell 
 
 Secure in the city above ! 
 No pain the inhabitants feel, 
 
 No ficknefs or forrow fhall prove'; 
 Phyiician of fouls, unto me. 
 
 Forgivenefs and bolinefs give ; 
 And then from the body fet free, 
 
 And then to tfee city receive. 
 
 H Y M N CCLXVI. L. M. 
 
 1 npn/VNKS be to Gcd, whofe faithful love 
 
 JL Hath cali'd another to his bread, 
 Tranflated him to joys above, 
 To manfions of eternal reft. 
 
 2 He the good fight of faith hath won, 
 
 . He heard with joy the welcome word ; 
 " Hither come up, thy work is done, 
 " And reign forever with thy Lord." 
 
 i By the angelic hefts convey'd, 
 
 Lo.lg'd in the garner of the iky, 
 He reils, in Abrah'm's bofom laid, 
 He lives with God, no more to die. 
 
550 DEATH AND JUDGMENT. 
 
 4 Thanks be to God, through Chrift alone, 
 Who gave our friend the victory, 
 O Matter, lay to me, «• Well done !" 
 May I rejoice to die in thee. 
 
 HYMN GCLXVJI. C. M. 
 
 1 /\ ND muft I be to judgment brought, 
 JlJL And anfwer in that day, 
 
 For iv'ry vain and idle thought, 
 And ev'ry word I fay ? 
 
 £ Yes, ev'ry fecret of my heart 
 
 Shall fhortly be made known ; 
 And I receive my juft defcrt, 
 For all that I have done. 
 
 2 How careful then ought I to live ; 
 
 With what religious fear ; 
 Who fuch a drift account mull give 
 For my behaviour- here ? 
 
 4 Thou awful Judge cf quick and dead, 
 
 The watchful pow'r beftow ! 
 So (hall 1 to my ways take heed, 
 To all I fpeak or do. 
 
 5 If now thou " ttandefi at the door," 
 
 let mc feel thee near ! 
 
 And make my peace with God, before 
 
 1 at thy bar appear. 
 
 H Y M N CCLXVIII. L. M. 
 
 we flart and fear to dis 
 
 WHY flionld 
 What tinTrous worms we mortals are ! 
 Death is the gate to endlefs joy, 
 And yet we dread to enter there. 
 
NEW-YEAR. 25 1 
 
 The pains, the groans, the dying ftrife, 
 
 Fright our approaching fouls away ; 
 And we (hrink back again to life, 
 
 Fond of our prifon and our clay. 
 O if my Lord would come and meet, 
 
 My foul would ftretch her wings in hafte, 
 Fly fearlefs thro' death's iron gate, 
 
 Nor feel the terrors as (he pafs'd. 
 Jefus can make a dying bed 
 
 Feel foft as downy pillows are, 
 While on his breafl I lean my head, 
 
 And breathe my life out fweetly there. 
 
 NEW-YEAR. 
 H Y M N CCLXIX. 
 
 1 jT^i OME let us anew, our journey purfue, 
 \^A Roll round with the year, 
 
 And never ftand ft 111 till the m after appear I 
 His adorable will, let us gladly fulfil, 
 
 And our talents improve [love. 
 
 By the patience of hope, and the labour of 
 
 2 Our life as a dream, our time as a ftream 
 
 Glides fwiftly away, 
 And the fugitive moment refufes to ftay ; 
 The arrow is flown, the moment is gone ; 
 
 The millennial year 
 Rufhes on to our view, and eternity's here, 
 
 3 O that each in the day of his coming', may 
 
 " I have fought my way through, [fay, 
 1 have finilh'd the work thou did! 
 to do." 
 
25 2 NEW-YEAR. 
 
 that each from his Lord, may receive the glad 
 
 " Well and faithfully done ! [word. 
 
 Enter into my joy, and fit down on my throne." 
 HYMN CCLXX. 
 
 1 HHHE Lord of earth and Iky, 
 
 JL The God of ages praife 1 
 Who reigns enthron'd on high, 
 Ancient of endlefs days ; 
 Who lengthens out our trials here, 
 And fparcs us yet another year. 
 
 2 Barren and vither'd trees, 
 
 We cumber'd long the ground I 
 No fruit of holinefs 
 
 On our dead fouls was found ; 
 Yet doth he us in mercy fpare, 
 Another, and another year. 
 
 3 When Juftice drew the fwoid, 
 
 To cut the fig-tree down ; 
 The pity of our Lord, 
 
 Cry'd, " Let it ftill alone I" 
 The Father mild inclines his car, 
 And fpares us yet another year. 
 
 4 Jefus, thy fpeaking blood, 
 
 From God obtain'd the grace ; 
 Who therefore hath beftow'd 
 
 On us a longer fpace ; 
 Thou didfl in our behalf appear, 
 And lo !• we fee another year 1 
 
 5 Then dig about our root, 
 
 Break up our fallow ground, 
 And let our gracious fruit 
 To thy great praife abound ; 
 
NEl^-YEAR. 
 
 O let us all thy praife dechre, 
 And fruit unto peiiVction bear. 
 
 H Y M N CCLXXI. C. it, 
 
 SING to trie great Jehovah's praife 1 
 All praife to him belongs ; 
 Who kindly lengthens cut our days, 
 
 Demands our choiccM longs : 
 His providence hath brought us through 
 
 Another various year ; 
 We all with vows and anthems new, 
 Before our God appear. 
 
 Father, thy mercies pall we own, 
 
 Thy ftill ccntinu'd care ; 
 To thee prefenting, thro' thy Son, 
 
 Whate'er we-have, or are ; 
 Our lips and lives fh alt gladly Oiow 
 
 The wonders of thy love,""-- 
 
 While on in Jefu's fleps we go 
 
 To feck thy face above. 
 
 Our refidue of days or hours, 
 
 Thine, wholly thine fhall be ; 
 And all our confecrated pow'rs 
 
 A facrifice to thee : 
 Till Jefus in the clouds appear, 
 
 To faints on earth forgiv'n, 
 And bring the grand fabbatic yejtr, 
 
 The jubilee cf heav'n. 
 
 H Y M N CCLXXII. C. M. 
 
 A 
 
 ND now, my foul, another vcar 
 Of thy (h-ort life is part ; 
 Y 
 
254 CHRISTMAS. 
 
 I cannot long c&tixinfa here, 
 And this may be ny laft. 
 2 Novf a new fceroe of ti me begins, 
 Set out a-fr< fh for heav'n ; 
 See- aily fins, 
 
 Jn Ch) iit io freely ociv'n. 
 
 CHRISTMAS. 
 HYMN CCLXXIII. 
 
 1 JX IX glory to God in the iky, 
 
 Jl \~ And peace ujpon e irth be reilcr'd 
 O jet as, ex sited an I • 
 
 Appear our omnipotent Lord! 
 \V1 o meanly in Bethlehem born, 
 
 Did;t ftoop to redeeip a loft race, 
 Once more to thy creatures return, 
 
 And reign in thy kingdom of grace. 
 
 2 When thou in ou [ft appear, 
 
 All nature acknowledged thy birth; 
 Arofe the acceptable year, 
 
 And heaven was open'd on earth : 
 
 Receiving its Lord from above, 
 
 The world was united to blefs 
 
 The Giver of concord and love, 
 
 The Prince and the Author of Peace. 
 O would* thou again be made known, 
 
 Again in the Spirit defcerid, 
 And fet up in each of thine own, 
 
 A kingdom that never (hall end ; 
 Thou only art able to blefs, 
 
 And make the glad nations obey, 
 
CHRISTMAS. 255 
 
 And bid the dire enmity ceafe, 
 
 And bow the whole world to thy fway. 
 
 Come then to thy fervants again, 
 
 Who long thy appearance to know : 
 Thy quiet and peaceable reign, 
 
 In mercy eftab'Hfli below ! 
 All forrow before thee fhall fly, 
 
 And anger and hatred be o'er, 
 And envy and malice fliaTi die, 
 
 And diicord afflict us no more. 
 
 No horrid alarum of v.-ar 
 
 Shal! break our eternal repofe ; 
 und of the trumpet is there, 
 
 W here J e fu s ' s Spirit o ' e rflo w s : 
 Appeas'd by the charms of thy grace, 
 
 We all fhall in amity join, 
 And kindly each other eiiabracej 
 
 And Lave with a paffion like thine. 
 
 H Y M N CCLXXIV. S. M. 
 
 Tj*AT HER, our hearts we lift 
 
 JL Up to thy gracious throne. 
 And thank thee for the precious gift 
 
 Of thine incarnate Son ; 
 
 The gift nnfpeakable^ 
 
 We thankfully receive, 
 And to the world chy goodnefs tell, 
 
 And to thy glory live. 
 
 Jefus the holy child 
 Doth by his birth declare, 
 That God and man are reconcil'd, 
 And one in him we are : 
 
5 S CHRISTMAS. 
 
 Salvation through his name 
 
 To ail mankind is giv'n, 
 And loud his infant-cries proclaim, 
 
 A peace 'twixt earth and heav'n. 
 
 A peace on earth he brings, 
 
 Which never more (hall end : 
 The Lord ofhofts. the King of kings. 
 
 Declares him felt* our Friend : 
 
 AlTumes our flelh and blood, 
 
 That we his grace may gain : 
 The everlailing Son of God, 
 
 The mortal Son of mart. 
 
 His kingdom from above 
 
 He cloth to us impart, 
 And pure benevolence and love 
 
 O'erflow the faithful heart : 
 
 Ghang'd in a moment, we 
 
 The fweet attraction find, 
 W i t h open a r m s of cli a r i t y 
 
 Embracing all mankind. 
 
 O might they all receive 
 
 The new-born Prince of Peace, 
 And meekly in his Spirit live, 
 
 And iii his love increafe ! 
 
 Till he convey us home, 
 
 Ciy'ev'ry foul aloud. 
 Come, thou defire of nations, come, 
 
 And take us up to God ! 
 
 PI Y M N CCLXXV. 
 LL, nil hail ! happy day. 
 When enrob'd in our clay, 
 The Redeemer appear'd upon earth : 
 
chbistmas. 257 
 
 Now how can we refrain 
 
 id I: rain, 
 nmanuel's birth ? 
 
 O how boundfefs that lave, 
 Fir ft i above, 
 
 Jeius to fin nets made known 1 
 .■r voice, 
 An ! • rej tfce, 
 
 For I to eartb is come down! 
 
 ■ ;- ;els of God, 
 is praifes abroad. 
 And acknowledge him JAB, the I AM ; 
 Now we alio will join 
 In a hymn lo divine, 
 Giving glory to God and the Lamb 1 
 
 Unto Qhrift we will ling, 
 
 As our High-Prieft and King, 
 And our Prophet to leach us the road : 
 
 He is more than all this, 
 
 For Almighty he is • 
 And we own him our Saviour and God. 
 
 To our Jefus's prait'e 
 
 Let us fpend all our days ; 
 For 'tis he who our furety hath flood : 
 
 He hath lojourn'd below, 
 
 That his mercy flight flow, 
 And he purchased our pardon with blood. 
 
 O may ev'ry return 
 Of this once blefled morn, 
 Ee for ever remember'd with joy ! 
 Y 2 
 
c ii k i s t :>: a s . 
 
 Now fv.oe'c accents of praife, 
 
 All our voices (hall raiie ; 
 Hallelujahs fhal! be our employ ! 
 
 Let the echo prolong 
 
 The harmonious long, 
 Hallelujahs again and again ; 
 
 He now kindles the fire, 
 
 Whom the nations cleft re. 
 And to him we devote the glad ftrain 
 
 Bh'ffed Jefus, while we 
 
 Pay our tribute to th.ee. 
 Let us Yr'prihip, admire and adore : 
 
 Now accept as thy cr'owrt, 
 
 What before was thine own, 
 HaHd'iwahs and praife evermore. 
 
 II Y M N CCLXXVI. 
 
 HARK ! toe herald-an^ 
 Y Glory to the new 
 u Peace on earth, and mercy mild 
 " God and Pinners reconciled :" 
 
 til, all ye nations, rife 
 Join the triumphs of the ikies; 
 With th' Angelic holh proclaim, 
 u Ghriit i* born in Bethlehem." 
 
 Chrift, by high eft heav'n ador'd, 
 Chrift, the everlafting J^rd ; 
 Late in time behold hinTco: 
 Offspring of a virgin's wojfibj 
 Veil'd in flefh, the Gov 
 Hail th' incarnate Deity ! 
 Pleas'd ashman witfo men t' appear 
 Jefus our Immanucl feera 
 
 born &i ig ; 
 
christ:.i AS. 2 j 9 
 
 3 Hail, the heav'n-born Prince of Peace, 
 Hail, the Sun of righteoufnefs ! 
 Light and life to all he brings, 
 
 Ris'n with healing in hia wings,: 
 
 lays his glory by, 
 Born, that man no in ore may die ; 
 Bern to raite the ions of earth ; 
 Born to give them fecond birth. 
 
 4 Come ; defire of nations come, 
 Fix in us thy humble home; 
 
 P. ':'. . man's cor,qu'ring ^ccd, 
 
 Brinfe in us the ferpent's head : 
 A lam's H-kenefs now efface, 
 Stamp thine image in its place ; 
 Second Adam from above, 
 Ileinftate us in thy love. 
 
 H Y U N CCLXXVII. C. M. 
 
 1 << Q HEPHERD3 rejoice, lift up your eyes, 
 
 KJ u And lend your fears away, 
 " News from the regions of the Ikies— 
 u Salvation's born to-day. 
 
 2 ** Tefus. the God whom angels fear, 
 
 iC Comes down to dwell with you ; 
 " To-dajg he makes his entrance here, 
 ** But not as monarchs do. 
 
 3 " No gold, tiftr pirrple fwaddlinj* bands, 
 
 " Nor royal (inning tilings ; 
 " A manager for his cradle ftands, 
 " And holds the King of kings. 
 
 4 " Go, fhepherds, where the infant lies, 
 
 k » And fee his humble t broke : 
 
200 CHRISTMAS. 
 
 " With tears of joy in all your eyes, 
 " Go, ihepherds, kits the Son." 
 
 5 Thus Gabriel fang, and ftraight around, 
 
 The heav'nly armies throng : 
 They tune their harps to lofty found, 
 And thus conclude the long : 
 
 6 " Glory to God that reigns above, 
 
 " Let peace furround the earth ; 
 " Mortals (hail know their Maker's love, 
 ' ; At their Redeemer's birth." 
 
 7 Lord I and fliall angels have their fongs, 
 
 And men no tunes to r&ife ? 
 O may we lofe th.-ie ufelefs tongues 
 When we forget to praife ? 
 
 8 Glory to God that reigns above, 
 
 That pity'd us forlorn, 
 We join to fing our Maker's love, 
 For there's a Saviour born. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXVIII. C. M. 
 
 1 T'XTELle fliepherds watch'd their flocks by 
 VV All feated on the ground, [ 
 The angel of the Lord came down, 
 And glory fhone around. 
 
 £ « Fear not," laid he (fqj^nigl^ dread 
 Had feiz'd their troubled mind ; 
 " Glad tidings of great joy I 'bring 
 " To you and all mankind. 
 
 3 " To you, in David's town this day, 
 " Is born of David's line, 
 
F A S T C R A L . 261 
 
 " The Saviour, who is Chi i il the Lord ; 
 " And this flitrtl he the fign : 
 
 4 " The hcav'nly babe von there (hall find 
 
 u To human view difplay'd, 
 " All meanly wrapp'd in fwathing bands, 
 " And in a manger laid." 
 
 5 Thusfpake the feraph, and forthwith 
 
 Appear'd a fhiriing throng 
 Of angels, pfaifing God, on high ; 
 And thus addreiVd thetr'fong: 
 
 6 " All glory be to God on high, 
 
 " And to the earth be peace ; 
 11 Good-will henceforth, from heav'n to men, 
 s> J..: iiij and never ceafc." 
 
 
 P A S T O R A L. 
 
 ii y M n cci.:;::ix. l. m 
 
 CL U3 thy wana'ring (heep behold 
 
 See, Lord, with yearning bowels, fee, 
 (bub that cannot fisd the fold, 
 Till fou jhtand gather'd in by thee. 
 
 Loft are they row, and fcatter-'d wide, 
 In pain, and wcarinefs, and want : 
 
 With no ki R rd near, to guide 
 
 The fck, and ipiritiefs, and faint. 
 
 Thot*, only thou, the kind and good, 
 And fheep redeeming- fhepherd art ; 
 
 Coli: :k, and give them food 
 
 And paftors after thine own heart. 
 
262 PASTORAL. 
 
 4 Give the pure word of'geri'ral grace, 
 
 And great fhall be the preachers 1 crowd 
 Preachers who all the finful race, 
 Point to the all-atoning blood. 
 
 5 Open their month and utt'rance give, 
 
 Give them a trumpet-voice to call 
 A world, who all may turn and live, 
 Through faith in him who dy'd for all. 
 
 6 In ev'ry meffenger rev;al 
 
 The grace they preach divinely free ; 
 That each may by thy Spirit tell, 
 " He dy'd for all who dy'd for me." 
 
 7 A double portion, from above, 
 
 Of that all-quick'ning Spirit impart ; 
 Shed forth thy univerfal love 
 In ev'ry faithful Paflor's hei-irt. 
 
 8 Thine only glory let them feek, 
 
 O let their hearts with love o'erflow ; 
 Let them believe, and therefore fpeak, 
 And fpread thy mercy's praiie beiow. 
 K Y M N CCLXXX. S. M. 
 
 1 T ORD of the harveft, hear 
 1 -J Thy needy fervauts' cry, 
 
 Anl'wer our faith's effectual pray'r, 
 And all our wants fupply. 
 
 2 On thee we humbly wait, 
 
 Our wants are in thy view : 
 The harveft, truly. Lord, is great, 
 The labourers are few. 
 
 3 Convert and fend forth more 
 
 Into thy church abroad, 
 
PASTORAL. 26S 
 
 And let them fpeak thy word of pow'r, 
 As workers with their God. 
 
 4 Give the pure gofpel word, 
 
 The word of gen'ral grace ; 
 Thru let them preach the Saviour, Lore!, 
 To all the human race. 
 
 5 O let them lpread thy name, 
 
 Their million fully prove ; 
 
 Thy univerfal grace proclaim, 
 
 Thine all-redeeming love. 
 
 HYMN CCLXXXI. S t M. 
 
 1 TTOW beauteous are their feet, 
 
 1 I Who fland on Zion's hill, 
 That bring falvation on their tongues, 
 And words of peace reveal ! 
 
 2 How charming is their voice, 
 
 So fwee't the tidings are ; 
 " Zion, behold thy Saviour King ; 
 
 " He reigns and triumphs here 1" 
 S How kappy are our ears, 
 
 That hear this joyful found; 
 "Which kings and prophets waited for 
 
 And fought, but never found I 
 
 4 How biefled are our eyrs, 
 
 That fee this heav'niy light ; 
 Prophets and kings defir'd it long, 
 But dy'd without the fight. 
 
 5 The watchmen join "heir voice, 
 
 And tuneful notes empky ; 
 
 Jerufalem breaks forth in fongs, 
 
 And deferts learn the joy. 
 
2$4 PASTORAL. 
 
 6 The Lord makes bare his arm, 
 Through all the earth abroad : 
 Let ev'ry nation now behold 
 Their Saviour and their God. 
 
 H Y M N CCLXXXII. L. M. 
 
 1 T^ATHER, if juftly dill we claim, 
 JL Tous and ours, the prornife made, 
 To us be graciouliy the lame, 
 
 And crown with living fire our head. 
 
 2 Our claim admit, and from above, 
 
 The graces of thy Spirit fhow'r, 
 Of wife difcernment, humble love, 
 And zeal, and unity, and povv'r. 
 
 3 The fpirit of convincing fpeech, 
 
 Of pow'r, and truth, and faith impart : 
 Such as may ev'ry confcience reach, 
 And found the unbelieving- heart : 
 
 4 The fpirit of refining fire, 
 
 Searching- the inmoft of the mind, 
 To purge all fierce and foul deli re, 
 And kindle life more pure and kind : 
 
 5 The fpirit of redeeming grace, 
 
 To break the pow'r of canceli'd fin : 
 Tread down its itrength, in ev'ry place, 
 And lull the conclueft more than win. 
 
 6 The Spirit breathe, of inward life, 
 
 Which in our hearts thy iaws may write 
 Then grief expires, and pain and Itrife : 
 'Ti pleafure all and all delight. 
 
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 HYMN CCLXXXIII. L. M. 
 
 1 ^\N all the earth thy Spirit fhow'r, 
 V^/ The earth in righteoufnefs renew : 
 Thy kingdom come, in life and pow'r, 
 And to thy fceptrt all fabdue. 
 
 2 Like mighty winds or torrents fierce, 
 
 Gome, and oppnfers all o'erturn ; 
 And ev'ry law of fin reverfe, 
 
 That faith and love may make all one. 
 
 3 Yea, let thy word in ev'ry place, 
 
 Its rictaeit energy declare : 
 While holy tempers, fruits of grace, 
 The kingdom of thy Chrifl prepare. 
 
 4 Grant this, O holy God, and true : 
 
 The ancient feers thou didfi infpire ! 
 To us perform the promife clue, 
 
 Defcend, and crown us now with fire ! 
 
 H Y M N CCLXXXIV. L. M. 
 
 1 /^lOMFOPvT, ye minifters of grace, 
 V>4 Comfort the people of your Lord j 
 O lift ye up the fallen race, 
 
 And cheer them by the gofpel-word. 
 
 2 Go into ev'ry nation, go, 
 
 Speak to their trembling hearts, and cry, 
 Glad tidings unto all wc (how ; 
 Jerufalem, thy God is nigh. 
 
 3 Hark ! in the wildernefs, a cry., 
 
 A voice, that loudly calls, Prepare ! 
 Z 
 
2C6 PA5T0UAL. 
 
 Prepare your hearts, for God is nigh, 
 
 And means to make his entrance there ! 
 
 4 The Lord your God [hall quickly come ; 
 
 Sinners repent, the call obey : 
 Open your hearts to make him room, 
 Ye defert fouls, prepare his way. 
 
 5 The Lord fhall clear his way thro' all ; 
 
 Whate'er obftrucls, obstructs in vain. ; 
 The vale fhall rife, the mountain fall, 
 Crooked be ftraight, and rugged plain. 
 
 6 The glory of the Lord difplay'd, 
 
 Shall all mankind together view : 
 And what his mouth in truth hath laid, 
 His own almighty hand mail do. 
 
 H Y M N CCLXXXV. L. M. 
 
 1 ~ Y T TIGH on his everlafting throne, 
 JLjL The King of faints his work furveys. 
 Marks the dear fouls he calls his own, 
 
 And fmiles en the peculiar race. 
 
 2 He is well pleas'd their toils to fee ; 
 
 Beneath his eafy yoke they move ; 
 With all their heart and ftrength agree 
 In the fweet labour of his love. 
 
 2 See how the fervants of the Lord 
 A bufy multitude appear; 
 For Jefus day and night employ'd, 
 His heritage they toil to clear. 
 
 4 The love of Chrift, their hearts conflrains, 
 And ftrengtheas their unwearied hands ; 
 
PASTORAL. 267 
 
 They fpend their ftrength and life and pains, 
 To cultivate Immanuel's lands. 
 
 i rjefus their toil delighted fees, 
 
 Their induftry vouchfafes to crown ; 
 He kindly gives the wifli'd increafe, 
 And fends the promis'd blelTmgs down : 
 
 C* The fap of life, the Spirit's pow'rs, 
 He rains incefTant from above ; 
 He all his gracious fulnefs fnow'rs, 
 To perfect their great work of love. 
 
 7 O Lord, increafe thy lowers' feed, 
 
 And fruit they ev'ry hour (hall bear ; 
 Throughout the world thy gofpel fpread, 
 Thine everlafting truth declare 1 
 
 2 We then, in perfect love renew'd, 
 
 Shall know the greatnefs of thy pow'r, 
 Stand in the temple of our God, 
 As pillars, and go out no more. 
 
 II Y M N CCLXXXVI. L. M. 
 
 i "FVRAW near, O Son of God, draw near, 
 JL/ Us with thy naming eye behold, 
 Still in thy church vouchfafe t' appear, 
 And let our candieftick be gold. 
 
 2 Still hold the ftars in thy right-hand, 
 
 And-let them in thy hi fire glow, 
 The lights of a benighted land, 
 The angels of thy church below, 
 
 3 Make good their apoflclic faoaft, 
 
 Thy high commiffion let them prove, 
 
2f>8 BAPTISM. 
 
 Be temples of the Holy Ghoft, 
 
 And fill'd with faith and hope and lore. 
 
 4 Their hearts from things of earth remove, 
 
 Sprinkle them. Lord, from fin and fear j 
 Fix their affections all above. 
 
 And lay up all their treafure there. 
 
 5 Give them a tongue to fpe a k thy word; 
 
 Thou fpeakefl to the churches now: 
 And let all tongues confefs their Lord, 
 Let evVyknee to Jefus bow. 
 
 B A P T I S M. 
 HYMN CCLXXXVIT. C. M. 
 
 CELESTIAL Dove, defcend from hi- 
 Arid on the water brood : 
 Gome, with thy quick'ning pow'r apply 
 
 The water and the blood. 
 I love the Lord, that (loops fo low 
 
 To :;ive his word a feal : 
 But the rich grace his hands bellow 
 
 ;eds the fig-ore (till. 
 Almighty God, for thee we call, 
 
 And our requeft renew : 
 Accept in Chrifr, a;ul Hefs withal, 
 The work we bave to do. 
 
 H Y M N CCLXXXVIII. S. M. 
 
 MY Saviour -s pierced fide. 
 PourMouta double flood; 
 By wa^y we are purify 'd, 
 
 Andpa:dou'd by the blood. 
 
SACRAftENTAL. 269 
 
 2 Call'd from above, I rife 
 
 A nu waft away my fin ; 
 The ftrtiam to which my fpirit flies, 
 Can make the fouleft clean. 
 
 3 It runs divinelv clear, 
 
 A f&imtaiu deep feud wide ; 
 'Twas c.pen'd by the foldier's fpear, 
 In my Redeemer's fide! 
 
 K Y M N CCLXXXIX. L. M. 
 
 1 |^<OME, Father, Son, and Holy Ghou\ 
 V_4 Honour the. means ordain 'd by thee 1 
 Make good our apoftolic boaft, 
 
 - ibrious miniftry. 
 5 Father, in thefe reveal thy Son : 
 
 In thefe for whom we feek thy face, 
 The hidden myfrery make known, 
 The inward pare baptrifing grace. 
 
 3 Tefus. with us thou always art : 
 
 Effectuate the facred fign : 
 The gift unipeakable impart, 
 And Wefs the ordinance divine. 
 
 4 Eternal Spirit, d-jfevnd from high, 
 
 Baptil j- oi ourfpirits thou ! 
 The [Wcraraental feal apply, 
 
 And witness with the water now ! 
 
 SACRAMENTAL. 
 
 H Y M N CCXG. 
 
 N that ' morable night, 
 
 Jefus was for us betray'dj 
 Z 2 
 
270 SACRAMENTAL. 
 
 He left his death recording rite, 
 
 He took and blelVd and brake the bread, 
 And gave his own their !aft bequeit, 
 And thus his love's intent exprefs'd : 
 
 2 " Take, eat, this is mv body giv'n, 
 
 " To purchafelife and peace for you/ 
 (/ Irardon and holinefs and heav'n ; 
 
 u Do this, my dying love to fbew, 
 " Accept your precious legacy, 
 " And thus, my friends, remember me." 
 
 3 He took into his hands the cup. 
 
 To crown the facramental feaft, 
 And full of kind concern look'd ap, 
 
 And gave to them what he had blefl : 
 " And drink ye all of' this, he faid, 
 " In foiemn mem'ry of the dead." 
 
 i " This is my blood, which feals the ne\r 
 " Eternal cov'nant of my grace ; 
 u My blood fo freely (bed for you, 
 
 u For yon, and all the finfui rnce : 
 " My blood, thatfpeaks your fins forgiv'n, 
 4k And juflifies your claim to heav'n." 
 
 H Y M N CCXCI. S. M. 
 
 I ET all who truly bear 
 
 JLj The bk-edin^ Saviour's name, 
 Their faithful hearts with us prepare. 
 
 And eat the Pafchal Lamb : 
 
 Our p a ffo v e r w a s {lain, 
 
 At Salem's hallow'd place, 
 Yet we who in our tents remain, 
 
 Shall gain his l&rgelt grace. 
 
SACR A MENTAL. 271 
 
 2 This «tt&attfti<5 feafl 
 OurevVy want fupplieS, 
 
 And ftill «rc by his death are blcft, 
 
 And fhare his facrifice ; 
 
 By faith Lis flefh we eat 
 
 Who here his paffion fhow. 
 And God out of his holy feat 
 
 Shall all his gifts beftow. 
 
 3 Who thus our faith employ 
 His firff*f log's to record, 
 
 Ev'n now we mournfully enjoy 
 
 Communion with our Lord ; 
 .s though we ev'ry one 
 
 Btfoeath bis crofs had flood, 
 And iVrrn bitn heave, and heard him groan. 
 
 And frit his gu filing blood. 
 
 ■4 QGis, T : !*chfinifh'd now! 
 
 Tfae mortal pang is pad 1 
 By I head we fee him bow, 
 
 And -hear him breathe his laft ! 
 
 We too. -with him are dead, 
 
 A:: :ii him arife, 
 
 TjSe crofs on which he bows his head, 
 
 Sha'i: lift us to the ikies, 
 
 H Y M N CCXGII. 
 
 1 T>OGS of Ifrael. cleft for me, 
 - For all mankind, 
 ; -:;"•: foirWers fee, 
 leath to mind : 
 St;:: ntfcin of thy blood 
 
 S:u.:^s for iinners open'd wide, 
 
T2 SACRAMENTAL. 
 
 Now, jufl: now, my Lord, and God, 
 1 wafh me in thy fide. , 
 
 ! Now, ah now. we all plunge in, 
 
 And drink the purple wave ; 
 This is the antidote for fin, 
 
 'Tis this our fouls fhall fave : 
 With the life of Jefiu fed, 
 
 Lo ; from flrength to ftrength we rife, 
 Follow'd by cur Rock, and led 
 
 To meet him in the fkies. 
 
 HYMN CCXCIII. L. M. 
 
 TJTHOR of our falvatim, thee 
 With lowly thankful hearts we pfaife, 
 Author of this great myftery, 
 
 Figure and means of faving grace. 
 
 The facred, true, effectual fign, 
 Thy body and thy Wood it (hows ; 
 
 The glorious inurnment divine, 
 
 Thy mercy and thy ftrength bellows* 
 
 We fee the blood that feals our peace, 
 Thy pard'ning mercy we receive : 
 
 The bread doth viiib'y exprefs 
 
 The ftrength thro' which our fpirits live. 
 
 Ourfpirits drink a freOifupply, 
 Aud eat the bread fo freely giv'ii, 
 
 Till borne on eagle's wings we fly. 
 
 And banquet with our Lord in heav'n. 
 
 H Y M N CCXCIV. C. ?.!. 
 
 OTHOU, who thi 
 Didft in Emmaas 
 
 j rhyfteriou« bread 
 
 break, 
 
-SACRAMENTAL. 2T3 
 
 Return herewith our fouls to feed, 
 And to thy foU'wers fpeak. 
 
 2 Unfeal the volume of thy grace, 
 
 Apply thy gefpel word ; 
 Open our eyes", to fee thy face, 
 Our hearts, to know thee, Lord. 
 
 3 Of thee we frill commune, and mourn, 
 
 Till thou the veil remove, 
 Talk with us, and our heart: (hall burn, 
 With flames of fervent love. 
 
 4 Enkindle now the heav'nly zeal, 
 
 And make thy mercy known, 
 And gjve c >n r pardon 'd fouls to feel 
 That God and love arc one. 
 
 H Y M N CCXCV. C. M. 
 
 1 |E5US at whofe fupreme command, 
 J We thus approach to God, 
 Before us in thy veflure {land, 
 Thy v; 3ure dipt in blood. 
 
 5 Obedient to thy gracious word, 
 
 We break the hallow 'd bread, 
 Gono te cur dying Lord, 
 
 And truft on thee to feed. 
 
 3 Now, Saviour, now thyfelf reveal ; 
 
 And make thy nature known, 
 Anix the facramental feal, 
 And framp us for thine own. 
 
 4 The tokens of redeeming* love, 
 
 O let us all receive ! 
 And feel the quick'ning- fpirit move. 
 And fefifibly believe. 
 
Zl 4> SACRAMENTAL. 
 
 5 The cup of bleffing bleft by thee, 
 
 Let it thy blo?;d impart ; 
 The bread thy myftic body be, 
 And cheer each languid heart. 
 
 6 The grace which fure falvation brings, 
 
 Let us be re with receive ; 
 Satiate the hungry with good things, 
 
 The hidden manna give. 
 
 HYMN CCXCVT. 
 
 1 TT^THO is this that comes from far, 
 
 V V Clad in garments dipt in blood, 
 Strong triumphant traveller. 
 Is lie man, oris he God ? 
 
 2 u I that fpcak in righteoufnefs, 
 
 " Son of God and man lam, 
 " Mighty to redeem your race ; 
 u Jeffs, is your Saviour's name." 
 
 3 Wherefore are thy garments red, 
 
 Dy'd as in a eri-mfon fea ? 
 They that in a wine-vat tread, 
 Are not ftain'd fo much as thee. 
 
 4 "I. the F:.'.ther'h fav'rite Son, 
 
 " Have the dreadful wine-prefs trod ; 
 u Borne the vengeful wrath alone, 
 " All tiie fierceft wrath of God." 
 
 H y U N CCXCVII. 
 
 1 TESUS. dear redeeming Lord, 
 J Magnify thy dying word, 
 In thine ordinance appear, 
 Come and meet thy ioll'wers here. 
 
M OR tfll*G AND EVENING. 
 
 2 In the rite thou haft enjoin'd, 
 Let us now our Saviour find ; 
 Drink thy blood, for {timers llVcd, 
 Tafte thee in the broken bread. 
 
 3 Thou our faithful hearts prepare, 
 Thou thy pard'ning grace declare ; 
 Thou that haft for tinners dy'd, 
 Shew thyfelf the crucify 'd I 
 
 4, All the pow'r of fin remove, 
 Fill us with thy perfect love ; 
 Stamp us with the {tamp divine, 
 Seal our fouls for ever mine. 
 
 H Y M N CCXCV1II. S. M. 
 
 1 TESU3, we thus obey 
 
 J Thy laft and kindeft word ; 
 Here in thine own appointed way, 
 We come to meet thee, Lord. 
 
 2 The way thou haft enjoin'd, 
 
 Thou wilt therein appear ; 
 We come with confidence to find . 
 Thy fpecial pretence here. 
 
 3 Whate'cr the Almighty can 
 To pardon'd finncrs give, 
 The fulnefs of our God made man, 
 We here with Ghrift receive. 
 
 MORNING AND EVENING. 
 HYMN CGXGIX. Morning. 
 
 HERE is my God, my joy, my hope, 
 
 1 W I i 
 
 he dear defirs of nation 
 
276 HORKiXG AVB 
 
 Jefus, to thee my foul looks up, 
 
 To thee directs her morning pray'r ; 
 And foreads her arms of faith abroad, 
 T' embrace my hope, my joy, my God ! 
 
 2 Mine eyes prevent the morning-ray, 
 
 Looking and longing for thy word ; 
 Come, O my Jefus, come away, 
 
 And let my heart receive its Lord ; 
 Which pants and druggies to be free, 
 And breaks to be detain'd from thee, 
 
 3 Appear in me bright Morning-Star, 
 
 And fcatter all the (hades of night ; 
 I faw thee once, and came from far, 
 But quickly loft thy tranficnt light ! 
 
 And now again in darknefs pine, 
 
 Till thou throughout my nature fiiine. 
 
 4 In patient hope I now take heed 
 
 To the furc word of prom is.' d grace ; 
 YvTiois rays a feeble luilre (lied, [place ; 
 
 Faint glimmVmg through the darkibree 
 Till thou thy glorious light impart, 
 And rife the Day-Star in my heart. 
 
 5 Come, Lord, be manifefted here, 
 
 And all the devil's works deftroy ; 
 Now, without lin, in me appear, 
 
 And fill with everlalting joy ; 
 Thy beatific face difplay, 
 Thy prefence in the perfect day. 
 
 HYMN CCC. S. M. Morning. 
 
 i TT^T'E ^ our ncarti t0 thee, 
 
 V V O Day-Star from on high \ 
 
L V £ K INC. ! 
 
 The fun itfeK is but thy ftiaeTr, 
 
 Yet cheers both earth and iky. 
 
 2 O let thy orient beams, 
 
 The night of fin difp<*rfij, 
 
 The in ills of error, and of vice, 
 
 Which fhade the imiverfe ! 
 
 3 How beauteous nature now ! 
 
 How dark and fad before ! 
 With joy we view the plea Ping change, 
 And nature's God adore. 
 
 4 O may no gloomy crime, 
 
 Pollute the riling day ! 
 May Jefu's blood, like ev'ning dew, 
 Waffi all the ftains away 1 
 
 5 May we this life improve, 
 
 To mourn for errors pall ; 
 And live this fliort revolving day, 
 .'is if it were our kill. 
 
 6 To God, the Father, Son, 
 
 And Spirit, one in three, 
 Be glory, as it was, is now, 
 And fhall for ever be. 
 
 H Y M N CCCI. C. M. Evening. 
 
 1 A LL praife to him who dwells in blifs, 
 JT\. Who made both day and night ; 
 Whole throne is in the great abyl's 
 
 Of uncreated light. 
 
 2 Each thought and deed, his piercing eyes, 
 
 With ftri&eft fearch furvey ; 
 A a 
 
278 MORNING ANB 
 
 The deeped (hades no more difguife, 
 Than the full blaze of day. 
 
 3 Whom thou doit guard, O King of kings, 
 
 No evil firall moled : 
 Under the lhadow of thy wings, 
 Shall they fecurely reft : 
 
 4 Thy angels (hall around their beds, 
 
 Their conftant {rations keep ; 
 Thy faith and truth mall fhield their heads, 
 For thou dofl never fleep. 
 
 5 May we Avith calm and fweet repofe, 
 
 And heav'nly thoughts refrefn'd, 
 Our eye-lids with the morn's unclofe, 
 And blel's thee, ever blefs'd. 
 
 H Y M N CCC.II. G. M. Morning, 
 
 1 /^IVER and guardian of my fleep, 
 VJX To praife thy name 1 wake ; 
 Still, Lord, thy helplefs fervant keep, 
 
 For thine own mercy's fake. 
 
 2 The blefling of another day 
 
 I thankfully receive ; 
 O may 1 only thee obey, 
 And to thy glory live. 
 
 3 Vouchfafe to keep my foul fiom fin, 
 
 Its cruel pow'r fufpend, 
 Till all this itrife and war within, 
 In perfect peace mail end. 
 
 4 Upon me lay thy mighty hand, 
 
 My words and thoughts retrain ; 
 Bow my whole foul to thy command, 
 Nor let my faith be vain. 
 
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 5 Pris'ner of hope, I wait the hour 
 Which (hall falvation bring ; 
 When all I am fhall own thy pow'r, 
 And call my Jefus, King, 
 
 HYMN CCCIIT. 
 
 1 TTTHEN quiet in my houfe I fit, 
 V V Thy book be lny companion ft ill 
 My joy, thy fayings to repeat, 
 
 Talk o'er the records of thy will ; 
 And fearch the oracles divine, 
 Till ev'ry heart-felt word be mine. 
 
 5 O may the gracious words divine, 
 Subject of all my converfe be ; 
 
 So will the Lord his foll'wer join, 
 And walk and talk himfelf with me ; 
 
 So fhall my heart his prefence prove, 
 
 And burn with everlasting love. 
 
 Z Oft as I lay me down to reft, 
 O may the reconciling" word 
 Sweetly compofe my weary bread, 
 While on the boibm of my Lord 
 I fink in hlifsful clreams away, 
 And vifions of eternal day 1 
 
 4 Riling to fing my Saviour's praife. 
 Thee may I publifh all day long ; 
 And let thy precious word of grace 
 
 Flow from my heart and fill my tongue ; 
 Fill all my life with pureft love. 
 And join me to thy church above. 
 
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 H Y M N CCCIV. C. M. Mcffhl 
 
 1 /*^NCE more, my foul, the riling day 
 \_Jr Salutes thy waking eyes ; 
 Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay 
 To him that rules the ikies. 
 
 3 Night unto night his name repeats, 
 The day renews the found, 
 Wide as the heav'n on which he fit* 
 To turn the feafohs round* 
 
 3 'Tis he fupports my mortal frame, 
 
 My tongue (hall fpeak his praife ; 
 My tins might roufe his wrath to flame, 
 But yet his wrath delays. 
 
 4 Dear God, let all my hours be thine, 
 
 Whilit I enjoy the light ; 
 Then (hall my i'un in fmiles decline, 
 And bring a pleafing night. 
 
 II Y M N CCCV. C. M. Eventn 
 
 1 ~ ' ORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray 
 .1 4 1 am iov ever thine ; 
 
 I fear before thee all the day, 
 Nor would I dare to fin. 
 
 2 And while I reft my weary head, 
 
 From cares and bus'nefs free, 
 'Tis fweet converfing on my bed 
 With my own heart and thee. 
 
 3 I pay this ev'iiing- farrifice : 
 
 And when my work is done, 
 Great God, my faith and hope relies 
 
 Upon thy g;ace alune. 
 
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 4 Tlu:s, w/ith my thoughts compos'd to peace, 
 I'll give mine eyes to fleep ; 
 Thy hand in fafety keeps my days, 
 And will my {lumbers keep. 
 
 H Y M N CCCVI. C. M. Sabbath. 
 
 \ T ORD in the morning thou flia.lt hear 
 
 ft j My voice afcending high ; 
 To thee will I direct my pray'r. 
 To thee lift up mine eye. 
 
 2 Up to the hills where Chrift is gone, 
 
 To plead for all his faints, 
 Preferring at the Father's throne, 
 Our longs and our complaints. 
 
 3 Thou art a God, before whole fight 
 
 The wicked (hall not (land, 
 
 Sinners fhall ne'er be thy delight, 
 
 Nor dwell at thy right-hand. 
 
 4 O may the Spirit guide my feet 
 
 In ways of righteoufnefs 1 
 Make :v'ry path of duty ftraight 
 And plain before my f\ce. 
 
 5 Now to thy houle will I refort, 
 
 To tafte thy mercies there ; 
 I will frequent thy holy court, 
 And worfhip in thy fear. 
 
 HYMN CCGVII. L. M. Morning. 
 
 1 f~\ LORD, haw many are my foes 
 
 \Jf In this weak ft;,tc of fie'.h and blood I 
 My ;■' ace they daily difcom.pofe ; 
 But my defence and Hofe is God. 
 A a 2 
 
13IRT1I-DAY. 
 
 Tir'd with the burden? of the day, 
 
 To thee I rais'd an ev'ning cry ; 
 Thou heard'll when 1 began to pray, 
 
 And thine almighty help was nigh. 
 Supported by thy heav'nly aid, 
 
 I laid me clown and flcpt fectire ; 
 Death mould not make my heart afraid, 
 
 Though I fljould wake or rife no more. 
 But God fufb.in'd me all the night ; 
 
 Salvation doth to God belong ; 
 He rais'd my head to fee the light ; 
 
 I'll make his praife my morning fong. 
 
 H Y M N CCGVIII. L. M. 
 
 Y God, how endlefs is thy love ! 
 Thy gifts are cv'ry ev'ning new: 
 And morning mercies from above, 
 Gently defoend like early dew. 
 
 2 Thou fpread'fithe curtains of the night, 
 
 Great guardian of my fleepirig hours ; 
 Thy fov'reign word re (lores the light, 
 And quickens all my drowfy pow'rs. 
 
 3 I yield myfelf to thy command ; 
 
 To thee devote my nights and days ; 
 Perpetual blefiings from thy hand 
 Demand perpetual fongs of praife. 
 
 BIRTH-DAY. 
 H Y M N CCCIX. 
 
 1 ^"^1 OD of my life, to thee 
 vJ*" My cheerful fonl J 
 
 raife ; 
 
uhtii-day. 283 
 
 Thy goodnfirfs bade me be, 
 And firll prolongs my days ; 
 I fee my natal hour return. 
 And blefs the day that I was born. 
 A clod of living earth, 
 I glorify thy name, 
 From whom alone my birth, 
 And all my blefling-s came ; 
 Creating and prc&fving grace 
 Let all that is within me praife. 
 
 Long as I live beneath, 
 To thee, O let me live ! 
 
 To thee my ev'ry breath, 
 In thanks and praifes give : 
 Whatever I have, whate'er I am, 
 Shall magnify my Maker's name. 
 
 VIr foul and all its pow'rs, 
 
 Thine, wholly thine (hall be ; 
 All, all my happy hours 
 I co nfe crate to thee : 
 Me to thine image now reftore, 
 And I mail praife thee evermore. 
 
 I wait thy will to do, 
 
 As angels do irr heav'n ; 
 In Chriit a creature new, 
 Eternally fbrgiv'n ; 
 J wait thy righteous will to prove, 
 All fanclify'd by perfect iove. 
 Then when the work is done, 
 
 The work of faith with pow'r, 
 Receive thy favour'd Ion, 
 la death's triumphant hour : 
 
!84 BIRTH-DAY. 
 
 Like Mofes to thyfelf convey, 
 And kifs my raptur'd foul away. 
 
 HYMN CGCX. 
 
 "^"JOW away with our fears, 
 
 JL^I rhe glad morning appears, 
 When an heir c f falvatiod was born ! 
 
 From Jehovah I came, 
 
 For his glory I am. 
 And to him I with tinging return, 
 
 I Thou, my Jefua, alone, 
 
 Ait the fountain I own 
 Of my life and felicity here ; 
 
 And T cheerfully ilng 
 
 My Redeemer and King, 
 Till hisfigns in the heavens appeal*. 
 \ T with thanks elf rejoice 
 
 In thy fath< rly choice, 
 Of my flat • ndit on below ; 
 
 If of parents I came. 
 
 Who ni.i Inn our thy name,, 
 'Twas thy wifdom appointed it fa. 
 
 1 O the infinite cares, 
 
 And temptations, and fnares, 
 That thy hand hath conducted me through 
 O the bjefiing's be 'low 'd 
 By a bountiful God, 
 And the mercies eternally new ! 
 5 What a merry is this. 
 What a he a I'm ofbHf?, 
 How unlpceakably happy am I ! 
 
PAHENff AND MASTERS. 285 
 
 Gather'd into thy fold, 
 With thy people enroll'd, 
 With thy peo[)le to live and to die ! 
 
 Now all honour and praife 
 
 To the F.ither of grace, 
 To the Spirit, and Son, I return ; 
 
 I <-h; bufinefs purfue, 
 
 He hath made me to do, 
 And rejoice that I ever was born. 
 
 In a rapture of joy, 
 
 All my life I'll employ, 
 The great Author of life to proclaim ; 
 
 'lis worth living for this, 
 
 To aclmiriifter blifs, 
 And falv&tion in Jcfus's name. 
 
 All my remnant of days 
 
 I will fpervd in hispraife, 
 Vv'ho hath, dy'd the whole world to redeem ; 
 
 Be they many or few, 
 
 All my days are his due, 
 And the whole I'll devote unto him ! 
 
 PARENTS AND MASTERS. 
 H Y M N CCCXI. C. M. 
 
 GOO, only wile, almighty, good, 
 Sena forth thy truth and light, 
 To point us out the narrow road 
 And guide our ftepa aright ; 
 
 To fleer our dang'rous courfe between 
 The rocks on either hand 1 
 
286 PARENTS AND 
 
 And fix us in the golden mean, 
 And bring our charge to land. 
 
 3 Made apt by thy fufficient grace, 
 
 To teach, as taught by thee, 
 We come to train in all thy ways, 
 Our rifing progeny. 
 
 4 Their feififli will in time fubdue, 
 
 And mortify their pride ; 
 And lend their youth a facred clew 
 To find the Crucify'd ! 
 
 5 We would in ev'ry flep look up, 
 
 By thine example taught, 
 T' alarm their fear, excite their hope, 
 And reclify their thought. 
 
 6 We would perfuacle their hearts t' obey, 
 
 With mildeft zeal proceed ; 
 And never take the hardier way, 
 When love will do the deed. 
 
 7 For this we a!k, in faith fjneere, 
 
 The wlfdom from above ; 
 To touch their hearts with filial fear, 
 And pure, ingenuous love ! 
 
 8 To v/atch their will, to fenfe inclin'd, 
 
 Withhold the hurtful food ; 
 And gently bend their tender mind, 
 And draw their fouls to God. 
 
 H 
 
 H Y M N CCCXIT. 
 
 OW (lull I walk my God to pleafe, 
 And ipread content and happinei'i, 
 O'er all beneath my care ? 
 
masters. * s 7 
 
 A pattern to my houfehold give, 
 And as a guardian-angel, live 
 As Jefu's meffenger ? 
 
 2 The oppufite extremes I fee, 
 llemiflnefs and Severity, 
 
 And know not how to fhun 
 The precipice on either hand, 
 While in the narrow path 1 ftand, 
 
 And dread to venture on. 
 
 3 Shall I, through indolence fupine, 
 Neglect, betray, the charge divine, 
 
 My delegated pow'r ? 
 The fouls I from my Lord receive, 
 Of whom I an account mull give, 
 
 At that tremendous hour ? 
 
 4 Lord ever all, and God moft high 1 
 JefuSj to thee for help I fly ; 
 
 For conftant pow'r and grace ; 
 That by thy Spirit taught and led, 
 1 may with confidence proceed, 
 
 And all thy footfteps trace. 
 
 5 O teach me my firft leffon now ! 
 That I to thy fweet yoke may bow, 
 
 Thine eafy fervi.ee prove, 
 Lowly and meek in heart, I fee 
 The art of governing like thee, 
 
 As governing by love. 
 
 HYMN CCCXIII. C. M. 
 1 TpATHER of lights, thy needful aid 
 jL To us that alk impart ; 
 Miftruftful of ourfelves, afraid 
 Of our own treach'rous heart. 
 
2 88 rARI'.NTo AND 
 
 2 We mark the idolising throng ; 
 
 Their cruel fondnefs blv.me : 
 Their children's fouls, we know they wron, 
 And we may do the fame. 
 
 3 In fpite of our refulves, we fear 
 
 Our own infirmity ; 
 And tremble at tlu .trial near, 
 And cry, O God, to thee ! 
 
 4 Our only help in danger's hour, 
 
 Our only i'irength thou art ; 
 Above the world and Satan's pow'r, 
 And greater than our heart. 
 
 5 If on thy promis'd grace, alone, 
 
 We faithfully depend, 
 Thou furely wilt prclerve thine own, 
 And keep them to the end. 
 
 6 Oh, make us tenderly di.creet, 
 
 To guard what thou haft giv'n ? 
 Our children bring with us. to meet 
 At thy right hand m beav'n. 
 
 H Y M N CCCXIV. 
 
 1 "^[ 0W i Father, Son, an. Ikoft, 
 _L >J To whom we for o^r cl ikiren cry ! 
 The good, defir'd and wanted :>"!u 
 
 Out of thy riciitrfl grace fti] 
 The facrcd difcipline be giV'n, 
 To train and bring them up forheav'n. 
 
 2 Error and igno-ance remove, 
 
 The blindnefs of their heart and mind ; 
 Give them the wifdom from above, 
 Spotlefs, and peaceable, and kind ; 
 
MASTERS. 
 
 In knowledge pure their minus renew, 
 And give them thoughts divinely true. 
 
 J Anfwer on them the end of all 
 
 Our cares, and pains, and-ftudies here ; 
 On them recoverd from their fall, 
 
 Stamp'd with the humble character 1 
 Hais'd by the nurture of the Lord, 
 To all their paradife reftor'd. 
 
 i Unite, what long has been disjoin'd, 
 
 Knowledge and vital piety. 
 Learning and holinefs combin'd, 
 
 And truth, and love, let all men fee 
 In thofe whom up to thee we give, 
 Thine, wholly thine, to die and live. 
 
 Father, accept them through thy Son, 
 And ever by thy Spirit guide. ! 
 
 Thy wifdom in their lives be fhown, 
 Thy name confefs'd and glorify'd ; 
 
 Thy pow'r and love, diftus'd abroad ; 
 
 And may they live and die for God. 
 
 H Y M N CCCXV. L. M. 
 
 1 "ft /TASTER fupreme, I look to thee 
 JLvJL For grace and wifdom from above ! 
 Verted with thine authority, 
 
 Endue me with thy patient love. 
 
 2 That taught, according to thy will, 
 
 To rule my family aright, 
 1 may th' appointed charge fulfil, 
 
 "With all my heart, and all my might. 
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290 TARF.NTS AMD MASTERS. 
 
 3 Inferiors as a fa c red truft, 
 
 I from the fov'reign Lord receive. 
 That what is fuitable and jiift, 
 Impartial, I to all may give : , 
 
 4 O'erlook them with a guardian eye ; 
 
 From vice and wicked nefs reflrain : 
 Miftakes and leffer faultspafs by, 
 And govern with a loofer rein. 
 
 4 O could I emulate the zeal 
 
 Thou doft to thy poor fervants bear ! 
 The troubles, griefs, and burdens feel, 
 Of fouls intruded to my care : 
 
 6 In daily pray'r to God commend 
 
 The fouls whom Jefus dy'd to fave ; 
 And think how foon my fway may end, 
 And all be equal in the grave. 
 
 HYMN CCCXVI. 
 
 1 T AND myhoufe will ferve thee, Lord 
 X But nrft, obedient to thy word 
 
 I mult myfelf appear : 
 By actions, words, and tempers mow, 
 That I my heav'nly Matter know, 
 
 And fcrve with heart fincere. 
 
 2 I mutt the good example fet 
 
 Xo thofe that oh my pleafwre Wait ; 
 
 Xhs itumblin-r-block remove: 
 Xh"i»" doty by my life explain, 
 And itill in nil my works maintain 
 
 Tfe? dimity of love. 
 
A WEDDING HYMN. 29 i 
 
 3 Eafy to be entreated, mild, 
 Quickly appeas'd and reconcile!, 
 
 A i'jil'vver of my God : 
 A faint, indeed, I long to be, 
 And vvifh to kad*my family 
 
 In the ctleftial road. 
 
 4 A finnerfav'd, myfclf, from fin, '. 
 I Orive my family to win, 
 
 That tbey may be forgiv'n ; 
 The children, Lord, and fervants blefs, 
 And through the paths of righteoufnefs, 
 
 Conduct us all to heav'n. 
 
 HYMN CCCXVII. C. M. 
 
 A Wedding Hymn, 
 
 1 QINCE Jefus freely did appear 
 O To grace a marnage-feaft ; 
 
 O Lord, we alk thy prefence here, 
 To make a wcdding-gueft. 
 
 2 Upon the bridal pair look down, 
 
 Who now have plighted hands ; 
 Their union with thy favour crown, 
 And bids the nuptial bands. 
 
 3 With gifts of grace their hearts endow, 
 
 Of all rich dowries beft ! 
 Their fubftance blefs, and peace beftow, 
 To f wee ten. all the reft. 
 
 !■ In pure ft love their fouls unite, 
 That they with chriftian care, 
 May make domeftic burdens light, 
 By taking each their lhare. 
 
292 FOR A SICK PERSON. 
 
 5 True helpers may they prove indeed, 
 
 In pray'r, an d faith) and hope ; 
 And fee, with joy, a godly feed, 
 To build their houfehold up. 
 
 6 As Ifaac and Rebecca, give 
 
 A pattern chalte and kind ; 
 So may this raarry'd couple live, 
 And die in friendfhip join'd. 
 
 7 On ev'ry foul aflembled here, 
 
 O make thy face to fliine ; 
 Thy goodnefs more our hearts can cheer, 
 Than richeit food or wine. 
 
 HYMN CCCXVIII. L. M. 
 
 For a sick Person. 
 
 1 OfEE, gracious Lord, with pitying eyes, 
 O Beneath thy hand a fufF'rtr lies, 
 Thy mercy, not thine anger, proves ; 
 And lick is he whom Jefus loves. 
 
 2 His, to thine own afflicYions, join, 
 
 . Accept, exalt, and call them thine ; 
 Thy paflion, which remains, fulfil, 
 And i'uifer in thy members (till. 
 
 3 His ficknefs feel, endure his pain, 
 His burden bear, his crofs fuftain : 
 Grieve in his griefs, and figh his iighs, 
 And breathe his wifhes to the fkies. 
 
 4 Enter his heart, poflefs him whole, 
 Infpise and actuate his foul ; 
 Himfelf, no longer let it be 
 
 That fufiers, or that lives, but thee.- 
 
PROSPECT OF HEAVEN. 293 
 
 5 Thyfelf through fuff'rings perfe& made, 
 Conform him thus to thee his Head ; 
 Refine, and raife his virtue high'r, 
 When try'd and purify'd by fire. 
 
 6 So when his eyes behold thee near, 
 And thou his hidden life appear ; 
 Bright in thy likenefs lhall he mine, 
 And glorious all, and all divine. 
 
 HYMN CCCXIX. C. M. 
 
 Prospect of Heaven, 
 
 1 ^T^HERE is a land of pure delight, 
 
 JL Where faints immortal reign; 
 In finite day excludes the night, 
 And pleafures banifh pain. 
 
 2 Sweet fields beyond the fwelling flood, 
 
 Stand drefs'd in living green ; 
 So to the Jews old Canaan ftood, 
 While Jordan rolPd between. 
 
 3 Could we but climb where Mofes flood, 
 
 And view the landscape o'er : 
 l>ot Jordan's ft ream nor death's cold flood, 
 Should fright us from the ihore. 
 
 »H Y M N CCCXX. L. M. 
 
 RAISE God, from whom all bleflings flow, 
 Praife him all creatures here below : 
 Praife him above, ye heav'nly hoit, 
 Piaife Father, Son, and Holy Gholt, 
 
 THE END. 
 
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CONTENTS. 
 
 A Page 
 
 WAKENING and inviting 7 
 
 Penitential 17 
 
 Supplication and Prayer - 46 
 
 Rejoicing and Praife - - 133 
 
 Trufting in grace and Providence 167 
 
 The Chriftian's Warfare - - J89 
 
 Divine Gcocmefs, he. (See Sacramental) 194 
 Chfiftian Fellowfhip and Society Meeting 201 
 Parting of Chriftian Friends - 2 18 
 
 Convinced of Backfliding - 224 
 
 Death and Judgment - - 259 
 
 New-Year ( See Death and Judgment) 25 1 
 Chrifhnas - - - 554 
 
 Pailcral - 261 
 
 Baptifin (See Hymn 132) 268 
 
 Sacramental (See Divine Goodness, Ike.) 269 
 q4 Evening - 275 
 
 •Birtii- - - 282 
 
 I'ar-- nts and Matters - - 2S5 
 
 Wedding Hvfnn (See Hymn 223) - 291 
 For a nek per fori - 292 
 
 Proipcct of Heaven - . 293 
 
 Admitting a Member (See Christian Fellow- 
 
 ship, IstcJ 213 
 
 ViHtinp; a Friend (See Christian Fellowship) 214 
 Good Friday (See Divine Goodness, &c.) 199 
 Eafier (See Rejoicing, £:c. tf Divine Go'cd- 
 
 fiess* Sec.) •• 149, 197 
 
 Whftfutioav (See Supft'Iicafibri, czc) ] 14 
 
 Wat* "- - 122, 123 
 
 Love Feaa {See Christian fellowship, Scc.)'2i0 
 
INDEX 
 
 A Page 
 
 Charge to keep I have 69 
 
 Ah 1 but where am I now 225 
 
 Ah ! lovely appearance of death 242 
 
 Ah! whither fhall I go 27 
 
 Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed 199 
 
 All glory to Ged in the iky 2 54 
 
 All glory' to the dying Lamb 1 14 
 
 All, all hail ! happy day 256 
 
 All praife to him who dwells in blifs 277 
 All thanks to the Lamb who gives us to meet 2 17 
 
 All ye that pais by, to Jefus draw nigh 196 
 
 Almighty Maker, God 159 
 
 Am 1 a foldier of the crofs 192 
 
 Ad inward baptifm of pure lire V25 
 
 And am I born to die 231 
 
 And am I only born to die 23$ 
 
 And are we yet alive _ k 
 
 And can I yet delay 09 
 
 And let this feeble body fail 24 I 
 
 And let oar bodies part 222 
 
 And inn ft I be to judgment brought 250 
 
 And tn.uft this body die • 2 40- 
 And now my foul another. year 
 Appointed by thee we meet in thy name 2 I S 
 
 A rife, my feral, a rife 133 
 
 Author cf our falva&ion, thee 272 
 
 Awake, Jerufalem awake 16 
 
 Away my unbelieving fear 180 
 
 Be it my only wifdom here 70 
 
 ore Jehovah's swful tkroae 148 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Page 
 
 Behold the Saviour of mankind 19 I 
 
 Behold thy fervant, O my Lord 8 3 
 
 Being of beings, God of love 9 I 
 
 Bleifs'd be the dear uniting love 2 18 
 
 Blow ye the ti limpet, blow I 2 
 
 Brother in Chrift, and well-belov'd 213 
 
 Caft on the fidelity 187 
 
 Geleftial Dove, defcend from high 2 38 
 
 Children of the heav'nly King 171 
 
 Come and let us afcend 204 
 
 Come, and let us fweetly join 2 10 
 
 Come away to the fkies 2O2 
 
 Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghofl 62 
 
 Com-, Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft 259 
 
 Come, holy celeOial Dove 2) 
 
 Come, holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove 114 
 
 Come let us anew, our journey purfue 203 
 
 Come let us anew, &c. 2 1 . 
 
 Come, let us join cur cheerful fengs 150 
 
 Come, let us ufe the grace divine 2*3 
 
 te, Lord, and help me to rejoice -1 y 
 Come, Lord, from above, the mountains &c. S8 
 
 Come, O thou all-vi&orious Lord . 39 
 
 Come, O thou traveller unknown I22 
 
 Come on my partners in diftreis 183 
 
 Come, Saviour, Jefus from above C; 
 
 Come, tinners, to the gofpel-feaft 9 
 
 Come, thou almighty King 9 I- 
 
 Come, thou fount of ev'ry bleffing; 9$ 
 
 Come, thou high and lofty Lord 2\ I 
 
 Come, thou omnifcient Son of Man i 2 I 
 
 Come, ye tinners, poor and needy 8 
 
 €some, ye that love the Lord 184 
 
Comfort, yc min'.ilers of grace 
 Commit thou all thy griefs 
 
 Draw near, O Son of God draw near 
 Drooping font, (bake off thy fears 
 
 Exc 'pt the Lord conduct the plan 
 Ever fainting with 1 defire 
 
 Fat'ner, how wide thy glories (Line 
 Father, I dare believe 
 Father, I ftretch my hands to thee 
 Father, if juftly Hill we claim 
 Father of Jefus Chrift, the juif 
 Father of lights from whom proceeds 
 /Father cf lights thy needful aid 
 Father of our dying Lord 
 Father, our hearts we lift 
 Father, Son, and holy Ghoft 
 For ever here my reft fhal! be 
 Fountain of life, to all below 
 From all that dwell below the ikies 
 
 Give to the winds thy fears 
 Giver and guardian of my fieep 
 Giory be to God on high 
 God is in this and ev'iy place 
 God moves in a myflerious.way 
 God of all confutation, take 
 of all grace and majelry 
 God of all redeeming grace 
 God of almighty love 
 God of nay life to thee 
 God of my life, whole gracious power 
 God of my faivation hear 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Page 
 
 God only wife almighty good 285 
 
 Great God, indulge rav humble claim $6 
 
 Hail ! thou once defpifed Jefus 165 
 
 Happy foul that free from harms 45 
 
 Happy foul thy days are ended 2 i2 
 
 Happy the man that finds the grace 135 
 
 Happy the fouls to Jefus join'd 136 
 
 Happy who in Jefus live 2 46 
 
 Hark ! how the gofpel-trumpet founds 165 
 
 Hark ! how the watchmen cry 19 1 
 
 Hark 1 the herald-angels ling 258 
 
 He comes ! he comes 1 the Judge fevcre 2 35 
 
 He dies, the Friend of finners dies 197 
 
 Head of the church triumphant \lz 
 
 Help, Lord, to whom for help I fly 67 
 
 High on his everlafting throne . 2 56 
 
 Holy, and true, and righteous Lord 10 > 
 
 Holy Lamb, who thee receive 75 
 
 Hofanua to Jefus on high 245 
 
 How beauteous are their feet 263 
 
 How do thy mercies clofc me round If i 
 
 How happy ev'ry child of grace 1 S7 
 
 How (hall a loll (inner in pain 227 
 
 How !hall I walk my God to pleatp 235 
 
 How tedious and revile fs the hours 95 
 
 How vain are all things here below 103 
 
 I and my houfe will fervc thee Lord 29Q 
 
 I aik the gift of nghteoufnefs 130 
 
 I know that my Redeemer lives 1C6 
 
 I long to behold him array'd 24S 
 
 I'll praifc ray Maker while I've breach 146 
 
 I thirft, thou wounded Lamb o.f God 53 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Page 
 
 I want a principle, within 5 I 
 In boundlcfs mercy, gracious Lord, appear 129 
 
 In that fad memorable night 269 
 
 Indiffolubly join'd 190 
 
 Infinite, unexhaufted love 6 I 
 
 Jefus accept the praife 2 19 
 
 Jefus at whofe fupreme command 273 
 
 Jefus, dear Redeeming Lord 274 
 
 Jefus, from whom all bleflings flow 97 
 
 Jefus, great Shepherd of the fheep 185 
 
 Jefus hath dy'd that I might live 106 
 
 Jefus, if ftill the fame thou art 23 
 
 Jefus, if {fill thou art to day 24 
 
 Jefus, let thy pitying eye 19 
 
 Jefus, Lord, we look to thee 208 
 
 Jefus, lover of my foul 2 5 
 
 Jefus, my All, to heaven is gone 170 
 
 Jefus, my life, thyfelf apply 75 
 
 Jefus, my Lord, attend 50 
 
 Jefus, my Saviour, Brother, Friend 68' 
 
 Jefus, my flrength, my hope 66 
 
 Jefus, my truth my way 84 
 
 Jefus, Redeemer of mankind 1 1 1 
 
 Jefus, Shenberd of thy ftieep 110 
 
 Jefus. the all fu Raining word 109 
 
 Jefus, the weary wand'rer's red 188 
 
 •Jefus, thou all-redeeming Lord 5 5 
 
 Jefus, thou art my. King 76 
 
 Jefus, thou everlafring King 87 
 
 Jefus, thy boundlefs love to me 10 1 
 
 Jefus, thy far- extended fame 4 5 
 J efusj thy - Gi£ep beiic Id 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Page 
 
 Jefus, united by thy grace 209 
 
 Jefus we thus obey 275 
 
 Leader of faithful fouls, and guide 5 6 
 
 \ Let all who truly bear 270 
 
 \ Let earth and heav'n agree 137 
 
 JLef ev'ry tongue thy goodnefs fpeak 143 
 
 £|Let him to whom we now belong 81 
 
 Let the world their virtue boall 2l 
 
 Light of life feraphic fire 80 
 
 Lo ! he coijfeg with clouds defcending 230 
 
 Lo ! in thy hand I lay 85 
 Long have I fee m 'd to ferve thee, Lord 40 
 
 Lord, all I am is known to thee 129 
 
 Lord and is thine anger gone 58 
 
 Lord 1 believe a reft remains 104 
 
 Lord, I believe thy ev'ry word 77 
 
 Lord, in the morning thou (halt hear 28 I 
 
 Lord Jefus, when when fliall it be 44 
 
 Lord of the harveft hear 262 
 
 Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray 280 
 
 Lord, we come before thee now 93 
 
 Love divine, all loves excelling 78 
 
 Lovers ofpleafure more than God 16 
 
 Loving Jefus gentle Lamb 1 3 I 
 
 Maker, Saviour of mankind 47 
 
 Matter I own thy lawful claim 186 
 
 Matter fupreme, I look to thee 289 
 
 My drowfy pow'rs, why fleep ye fo 37 
 
 My God, how endlefs is thy love 2S2 
 My God I am thine, what comfort divine 139 
 
 My God, I know, I feel thee mine 100 
 
 My God, my life my love 53 
 
 My God, my portion and my love 1 70 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Page 
 
 My God, the fpring of all my joys 143 
 
 My hope, my all, my Saviour thou 108 
 
 My Saviour, my almighty Friend 154 
 
 My Saviour's pierced tide 2 6S 
 
 Now, ah now, I yield, I yield 120 
 
 Now away with our fears 284 
 
 Now Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft 288 
 
 O all that pafs by, to Jefus draw near 1 3 
 
 O Almighty God of love 63 
 
 O for a clofer walk with God 23fl 
 
 O for a heart to praife my God 72 
 
 O for a thoufand tongues to fing 7 
 
 O glorious hope of perfect love 162 
 
 O God mo ft merciful and true 1 1 9 
 O God of all grace, thy goodnefs we praife 198 
 
 O God of good, the unfathom'd fea 1 12 
 
 O God our help in ages pad - 239 
 
 O God to whom in flefli rereal'd 44 
 
 Oh ! how happy are they 224 
 
 O Jefus my hope, for me ofTer'd up 2D 
 
 O Jefus my reft, the firmer is bled 1 i 3 
 
 O joyful found of gofpel-grace 105 
 
 O Lord, how many are my foes 28 i 
 
 O love divine, how fweet thou art 2 6 
 
 O love divine, what haft thou done 194 
 
 O may thy powerful word 1 17 
 
 O Sun of righteoufnefs, arife 92 
 O tell me no more of this worlds vain ftore 142 
 
 O that I could my Lord receive 34 
 
 O that I could repent 18 
 
 O that 1 was as heretofore 228 
 
 O that my load of fin were gone 79 
 
 O thou God of my falvation 156 
 
Page 
 
 ® thou that hear'ft wlieu finnet$ cry • 33 
 
 O thou to whofe all-fcarching fight 86 
 
 O thou who comeft from above 13 1 
 
 O thou who this myfterious bread. 272 
 
 O thou, whom all thy faints adore 126 
 
 O what Avail I do my Saviour to praife 172 
 O wondrous power of faithful prayer i 1 17 
 
 Of him who did falvation bring 19 5 
 
 Oft have vre pafs'd the guilty night 123 
 
 Oft I in my heart have faid 1 6 1 
 
 On all the earth thy Spirit fhower, 2S5 
 
 Once more, my foul, the rifing day 280 
 
 Peace be on this houfe beftow'd 2 1 4 
 Peace, troubled foul, thou need'ft not fear 182 
 
 Pierce, fill me with a humble fear 1 18 
 
 Plung'd in a gulf of dark defpair 198 
 
 Praife ye the Lord, 'tis good to raife 147 
 
 praife ye the Lord, y' immortal choirs 152 
 
 :ce evermore with angels above 161 
 
 :e for a brother deceas'd 244 
 
 ;ice the Lord is King 141 
 
 Rock of IlVael cleft for me 271 
 
 Salvation, O the joyful found 149 
 
 ur from fin, I wait to prove 121 
 
 Saviour of the fin -tick foul 10 3 
 
 Saviour, the world's and mine 54 
 
 Say* which cf you would fee the Lord 1~7 
 
 See, gracious Lord with pitying eyes 292 
 
 , See Jefus thy difciples fee 2>7 
 
 :, our wants relieve 65 
 
 herds rejoite lift up your eyes 259 
 
 e Jefus freely did appear 29 1 
 
Page 
 
 to the great Jehovah's.praiie 253 
 
 Sinners, obey the gofpel-word i I 
 
 Sinners, turn, why will ye die 10 
 Soldier* of Chrift, arife 
 Son of God, if thy tree grace 
 Son of God thy blefiing grant 
 Stand the omnipotent" decree 
 Stay thou infulted Spirit, flay 
 
 Still for thy loving kindneis Lord lflft 
 
 Tesrrible thought fhall I alone 3p7 
 Thanks be to God. whofe faithful love 
 The God of Abrah'm praife 
 The Lord my pafture fhall prepare 
 The Lord of earth and iky 
 The Lord of Sabbath let us praife 
 The praying fpirit breathe 
 
 The ibacious firmament on high JR 44. 
 
 The thing my God doth hate 7 I 
 
 The voice of my beloved founds i 4 5 
 
 Thee we adore eternal name 2 30 
 Thee will I love, my firength, my tower 60 
 
 There is aland of pure delight 29 3 
 
 This, this is the God we adore 155 
 
 Thou God of glorious majefty 238 
 
 Thou God of truth and love 206 
 
 Thou great myftericus God unknown 107 
 
 Thou hidden God for whom I groan 41 
 
 Thou hidden love of God, whole height 73 
 
 Thou Judge of quick and dead 234 
 Thau Lamb of God, thou Prince of peace 18$ 
 
 Thou man of griefs, remember me 43 
 
 Thou fhepherd of Hrael and mine 90 
 
 Thou Son of God, whole flaming eyes 2S 
 
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 ■qy of wandering from my God 
 
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 [hen, gracious Lord, when ihall it be 
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