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ZION !SOW(JSTER: "* 
 
 A COLf.BCTION O? 
 
 SPIRITUAL SONGS, 
 
 GENERALLY SUNO AT 
 
 CAMP AND PRAYER MEETINGS, 
 
 AND IN 
 
 REVIVALS OF RELIGION. 
 
 COMPILED BY PETER D. MYERS. 
 
 And they sung as It were a new song before tfvt 
 throne, and|,J)efore the four beasts, and the elders ; 
 and no man could learn that song but the hundred ariJ 
 forty and four thousand, which were redeemed froir 
 the earth. Rev. xiv. 3. 
 
 NINETY-FIFTH EDITION. 
 
 I^TIW YOEK:-CIARK, AUSTIN & SMITH, 
 
 3 PAKE EO"W AND 8 ANN-STBEET- 
 1854. 
 
80UTHEBN DISTBICT OF N^W YOBK, 55. 
 
 BE IT REMEMBERED, That on the :5th day of 
 December, A. D. 1S29, in the fifty-fourth \ear of the 
 Independence of the United States of America, Peter 
 D. Mj'ers, of the said District, has deposited in this 
 orTice the title of a Book, the right whereof he claims 
 as author, in the words following, to wit:— 
 
 "The Zion Songster; a collection of Hymns and 
 Spiritual Songs, generally simg at Camp and Prayer 
 Meetings, and in Revivals of Religion. Compiled by 
 Peter D. Myers. 
 
 " And they sung as it were a new song before the 
 throne, an 3 before the four beasts, and the elders ; 
 and no man could learn that song but the hundred 
 and forty and four thousand, which were redeemed 
 from the earth. Rev. xiv. 3. 
 
 " Third Edition, enlarged and improved." 
 
 In conformity to the Act of Congress of the United 
 States, entitled, " An Act for the encouragement of 
 Learning, by securing the copies of Maps, Charts, 
 and Books, to the authors and proprietors of sucr 
 copies, daring the time therein mentioned." And 
 also to an Act, entitled, " An Act, supplementary tc 
 an Act, entitled, An Act for the encourairement of 
 Learning, by securing the copies of Maps, Charts, and 
 Books, to the authors and proprietors of such copies, 
 iluring the times therein mentioned, and extending 
 Ihe benclits thereof to the arts of designing, engrav 
 ing. and etching historical and other prints." 
 
 FRED. J. BE TTS, 
 
 Ctei'k of the Southern District (if New York. 
 
PREFACE 
 
 The Compiler of this book feels gratetul to 
 (he Chnstian public for the favourable man- 
 ner in which the former editions have been 
 received. 
 
 He has been at considerable pains to im- 
 prove it by introducing several Hymns not 
 before published ; and by expunging others 
 which have fallen into general disuse. He 
 has also added several others from Heber, 
 lilontgomery, &c. which have become popu 
 lar since the pubUcation of the former edition. 
 
 As singing is one of the employments of 
 saints in this, as well as the next world, we 
 should be spiritual in our devotions ; and en- 
 deavour to retain a grateful sense of the 
 mercies of God. It well becomes the Chris- 
 tian to be thankful. Let this incense be scat- 
 tered \vith a liberal hand on all your sacrifices. 
 Whatever benefits have been bestowed, or 
 may be bestowed upon you, let them be ac- 
 knowledged with praise and thanksgiving 
 While fighting the battles of the Lord, with 
 
4 PREFACE. 
 
 his two-edged sword in your hand, the high 
 praises of God should be in your mouth. 
 Satan abhors the praises of God; and the 
 most powerful temptation is generally broken 
 by giving glory to God, in affectionate praise. 
 The thankful soul is always safe and happy. 
 
 The matter of singing is God's praise ; for 
 God is the King of all the earth, sing ye 
 praises wdth understanding, Ps. xlvii. 7; and 
 the manner with a loud voice, Sing aloud 
 unto God our strength; make a joyful noise 
 unto the God of Jacob, Ps. Ixxxi. 1, and thus 
 imitate the life and gratitude of angelic be 
 ings. 
 
 In conclusion, the Compiler submits this 
 new edition of his work in an imprjoved style 
 to the patronage of the public, confiding in 
 its favourable reception by those who fee) 
 the cause of God at heart. 
 
 P. D. MYERS. 
 
 New York, Jan. 1834. 
 
ZION SONGSTER: 
 
 HYMN 1. L. M. 
 
 1 TTAPPYthe soula that first believ'd, 
 XI To Jesus and each other cleav'd ; 
 
 Join'd by the unction from above, 
 In mystick fellowship of love. 
 
 2 Meek, simple followers of the Lamb, 
 They liv'd, and spoke, and thought the same: 
 They joyfully conspir'd to raise 
 
 Their ceaseless sacrifice of praise. 
 
 3 With grace abundantly endu'd, 
 A pure, believing multitude ; 
 They all were of one heart and soul, 
 And only love inspir'd the whole. 
 
 4 O what an age of golden days • 
 O what a choice, peculiar race ! 
 Wash'd in the Lamb's all-cleansing blood, 
 Anointed Kings and Priests to God' 
 
 5 Where shall I wander now, to find. 
 Their imitators left behind'? 
 
 The faithful, whom I seek in vain. 
 Are 'minish'd from the sons of men. 
 
 6 Ye different sects, who all declare, 
 "Lo, here is Christ ! or Christ is there !" 
 Your stronger proofs divinely give. 
 And show me where the Christians live. 
 
 7 Your claim, alas ! ye cannot prove ; 
 Ye want the genuine mark of love : 
 Thou, only, Lord, thine own canst show, 
 For sure thou hast a Church below. 
 
D ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 8 Tlie gates of hell cannot prevail; 
 The church on earth can never fail: 
 Ah, join me to thy secret ones' 
 
 Ah, gather all thy living stones! 
 
 9 Scatter'd o'er all the eartli they lie, 
 Till thou collect them with thine eye! 
 Draw, by the music ot thy name. 
 And charm into a beauteous fraui". 
 
 10 For this the pleading Spirit groans, 
 A.nd cries in all thy banish'd ones; 
 Greatest of gifts thy love iiupart, 
 And make us of one mind and heart. 
 
 11 Join every soul that looks to thee 
 In bonds of perfect cliarity; 
 
 Now, Lord, the glorious fullness give, 
 And all in all for ever live. 
 
 HYMN 2. P. M. 
 
 1 /^OME, ye that love my Lord and Master 
 KJ And like king David I will tell ; 
 
 Though chief of sinners, I found favour, 
 By grace rcdecm'd from sin and hell. 
 
 2 Far as the East from West is parted, 
 So far my sins, by precious blood. 
 
 From me by faith are separated, 
 Blest antepast of the joys above. 
 
 3 I late a stranger from Jesus wander'd, 
 And thought each dang'rous poison good ; 
 
 But he in mercy and love pursu'd me, 
 With cries of his redeeming blood. 
 
 4 But like Bartimeus I was blinded, 
 In nature's darkest night conceai'd ; 
 
 But Jesus's kindness remav'dmy blindness, 
 And he his pard'ning love reveal'd. 
 
 5 Now I will pi-aise him while he spares me, 
 And with God's people sing aloud ; 
 
 Though hell oppose, and sinners mock me. 
 With songs of raptm-e I'll praise my God. 
 
ZIOM SONGSTER. 
 
 6 By faith I join the lieavenly concert, 
 They sing aloud their Saviour's love ; 
 
 O! with desire my heart's on fire ; 
 Fain would I sJiout with those above. 
 
 7 The happy day is fast approaching 
 When Christ in glorious clouds shall come, 
 
 With sounding ti'umpets, and shouting angels, 
 To take each faithful follower home. 
 
 3 There's Abra'm, Isaac, and all the prophets 
 With holy seraphs at God's right liaud; 
 
 There saints and angels join in concert, 
 Shout as they enter the promis'd land. 
 
 HYMN 3. P. M. 
 
 1 "F^ANIEL'S wisdom may I know, 
 jLJ Stephen's faith and spirit stiow; 
 
 Jolm's divine couununion feel, 
 Moses's meekness, Joshua's zeal ; 
 
 Run like the unwearied Paul, 
 
 Win the day, and conquer all. 
 
 2 Mary's love may I possess, 
 Lydia's tender heartedness ; 
 Peter's ardent spirit feel, 
 James's faith by works reveal: 
 
 Like young Timothy, may 1 
 Every sinful passion fly. 
 
 3 Job's submission may I show, 
 David's true devotion know ; 
 Samuel's call, O, may I hear ! 
 Lazarus's happy portion share : 
 
 Lei Isaiah's hallowed fire 
 All my new born soul inspire. 
 
 4 Mine be Jacob's wrestling prayer 
 Gideon's valiant steadfast care ; 
 Joseph's purity impart, 
 
 Isaac's meditating heart : 
 Abra'm's friendship may I prove, 
 Faithful to the God I love. 
 
8 ZION SONGSTERi 
 
 5 Most of all, may I pursue 
 That example Jesus dre\y; 
 By my life, and conduct show, 
 IIow he liv'd, and walk'd below : 
 
 Day by day, through grace restor'd, 
 
 Lnitate my blessed Lord. 
 
 HYMN 4. P. M. 
 
 1 TT7"HEN first my soul enlisted 
 
 VV My Saviour's foes to fight, 
 Mistaken friends insisted 
 
 I was not arm'd aright : ' 
 So Saul declar'd to David, 
 
 He certainly would fail ; 
 Nor could his life be saved, 
 
 Without a coat of mail. 
 
 2 But David, though he yielded 
 To put the armour on. 
 
 Soon found he could not wield it, 
 
 And ventur'd forth with none: 
 With only sling and pebble, 
 
 He fought the fight of faith : 
 The weapon seemed but feeble 
 
 But prov'd Goliath's death. 
 S Had I by him been guided^ 
 
 And quickly throvra away 
 The armour men provided, 
 
 1 might have gain'dlhe day; 
 But arm'd as they advis'd me, 
 
 My expectation fail'd ; 
 My enemy surpris'd me, 
 
 And almost had prevail'd. 
 
 4 Fumish'd with books and nctionii 
 
 And arguments and pride, 
 I practis'd all my motions, 
 
 And Satan's power defied ; 
 But soon perceiv'd with trouble, . 
 
 That these would do no good; 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Iron to them is stubble, 
 And brass but rotten wood. 
 
 5 I triumph'd at a distance, 
 Wliilehe was out of sight, 
 
 But faint was my resistance, 
 When forc'd to join and fight: 
 
 He brolce my sword in shivers, 
 And pierc'd my boasted shield, 
 
 Laugh'd at my vain endeavours, 
 And drove me from the field. 
 
 6 Satan will not be braved 
 By such a worm as I ; 
 
 Then let me learn, with David, 
 
 To trust in the Most High : 
 To plead the name of Jesus, 
 
 And use the sUng of prayer; 
 Thus arm'd, when Satan sees us, 
 
 He'll tremble and despair. 
 
 HYMN 5. P. M. 
 
 1 rpHIS world is aU a fleeting show, 
 A. For man's probation given ; 
 
 The smiles of joy, the tears of wo. 
 Deceitful shine, deceitful flow, 
 There's nothing true but Heaven. 
 
 2 And false the light of glory's plmne, 
 As fading liues of even ; 
 
 And love, and hope, and beauty's bloom, 
 Are blossoms gathered for the tomb. 
 There's nothing bright but Heaven. 
 
 3 Poor wanderers of a stormy day, 
 From wave to wave are driven, 
 
 And fancy's flash, and reason's ray, 
 Berve but to bright their troubled way ; 
 There's nothing calm but Heaven. 
 
 4 And Where's the light, held out to cheer 
 This heart vrith anguish riven ; 
 
10 ZION songstek 
 
 Affliction's sioh, and sorrow's tear, 
 Have never found a refuire here, 
 Tliere's nothing kind but Heaven. 
 
 5 In vain do mortals sigh for bliss 
 Without their sins forgiven : 
 
 True pleasure, everlasting peace, 
 Are only found in God's free grace: 
 There's nothing good as Heaven. 
 
 6 From those who walk in wisdom's ways, 
 Corroding fears are driven ; 
 
 They're wash'd in Christ's atoning blood, 
 Enjoy communion with their God, 
 And find their way to Heaven. 
 
 HYMN 6. P. M. 
 
 1 /^ LORY to God that 1 have found the pearl of 
 vT my salvation ; 
 
 We're marching tiirough Immanuel's ground up 
 to our heavenly station, 
 
 And I'm resolved to follow on, and never to for- 
 sake him, [take hiin. 
 
 I'll always keep the narrow way, till I do over- 
 
 2 Fear not, says Christ, ye little flock, heirs of 
 
 immortal glory, 
 You're built upon the surest rock, the kingdom 
 
 lies before you; 
 Fight on, fight on, ye heirs of bhss, and tell the 
 
 pleasing story, 
 I'm always with my little flock, and I'll bring them 
 
 home to glory. 
 
 HYMN 7. P. M. 
 
 I TTTHAT happy children who wait on Jesus 
 
 VV Unto the house of prayer and praise, 
 And join in union, while love increases. 
 
 Resolved this way to spend oar days. 
 Although we're hated by the world and Satan, 
 
 And flesh, and such as know not God, 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 11 
 
 Vet hajjpy moments and joyful seasons, 
 We outimes have on Canaan's road. 
 
 2 While we've been waiting on 'ovely Jesus, 
 We felt some help come from above ; 
 
 Our hearts have burn'd with holy rapture, 
 
 And long to be dissolv'd in love. 
 Then lei us hold fast what is given, 
 
 And trust in him for things to come, 
 Sure we shall find our way to heaven, 
 
 So farewell, brethren, we are going home. 
 
 3 And as we go, let us praise our Jesus, 
 And pray for those who spurn his grace, 
 
 Lest they should lose love's richest treasure 
 And.ne'er enjoy God's lovely face. 
 
 Now here's my hand, and my best wishes, 
 In token of my Christian love ; 
 
 In hopes with you to praise my Jesus, 
 So farewell, brethren, till we meet s>>ove. 
 
 HYMN 8. P. M. 
 
 1 rpHO' nature's strength decay, 
 X. And earth and hell withstand, 
 
 To Canaan's bounds I urge my way 
 
 At his command : 
 The wat'ry deep I pass. 
 
 With Jesus in my view ; 
 And thro' the howling wilderness 
 
 My way pursue. 
 
 2 The goodly land I see. 
 With peace and plenty blest; 
 
 A land of sacred liberty, 
 
 Ajid endless rest: 
 There milk and honey flow, 
 And oil and wine abound; 
 And trees of Ufe for evf r grow, 
 
 With mercy crown'd 
 
 3 Tliere dwells the Lord our Kinf 
 The Iiord our Righteousness, 
 
12 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Triumphant o'er the world and sin, 
 
 The Prince of Peace : 
 On Zion's sacred height, 
 
 His kingdom still maintains; 
 And glorious with his saints in light, 
 
 For ever reigns. 
 
 4 He keeps his own secure, 
 He guards them by his side, 
 
 Arrays in garments, white and pure 
 
 His spotless bride ; 
 
 With streams of sacred bliss, 
 
 With groves of living joys, 
 
 With all the fruits of paradise, 
 
 He still supplies. 
 
 5 The whole triumphant host, 
 Give thanks to God on high ; 
 
 "Hail, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost," 
 
 They ever cry : 
 Hail, Abra'm's God and mine, 
 
 I join the heav'nly lays ; 
 All might and majesty are Thine, 
 And endless praise. 
 
 HYMN 9. C. M. ' 
 
 1 TTASTEN, O Lord, the latter day, 
 Xl When grace shall reign alone ; 
 
 And all the nations of the world 
 Shall bow before thy throne. 
 
 2 Then shall pure converts crowd thy gaie% 
 Press to the gospel sound ; 
 
 And grace eternal sweetly shine, 
 To ravish all around. 
 
 3 Then shall the watchmen of the Lord 
 Raise Jesus's cross on high 
 
 And, f/om a clear refulgent hght, 
 Shall all see eye to eye. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 13 
 
 4 Then war shall cease, and wa'ain subside, 
 
 And peace immortal flow ; 
 And saints unife in joy and peace, 
 
 And glory reign below. 
 
 B Lord, we would bless thee for a ray 
 
 Of such triumphant grace, 
 That leads to everlasting day, 
 
 And pure eternal bliss. 
 
 HYMN 10. P.M. 
 
 1 \ LTHOUGH despis'd by men, 
 jlx A httle feeble band, 
 
 Protection we obtain, 
 From the Redeemer's hand; 
 Though oft our foes would us devour, 
 We stand upheld by Jesu's power. 
 
 2 While on him we depend, 
 And truly fear his name. 
 
 He'll prove a faithful friend. 
 And ne'er put us to shame ; 
 He'll guard us safe through all the way 
 To the fair chraes of endless day. 
 
 3 Our shepherd leads us on, 
 While we obey his voice ; 
 
 He guides us to his throne, 
 And in him we'll rejoice ; 
 Though straight the way, we need not fear, 
 If to the end we persevere. 
 
 4 Christ is our leader call'd, 
 His name we love to bear. 
 
 This name we will extol. 
 While in his grace we share. 
 All party names we will disdain, 
 TliC glorious name of Chi'ist maintain. 
 
 5 His doctrine too we'll prize, 
 Tnis as our rule obsen'c. 
 
 It is our only guide. 
 Therefrom we must not swerve; 
 
14 ZION SONGSTER 
 
 This doctrine will arise on high, 
 When all the works of men shall die. 
 
 6 Ourselves we must deny, 
 And daily take our cross; 
 
 From every evil fly, 
 Or we shall suffer loss: 
 Till vict'ry we completely win, 
 We will maintain the war with sin. 
 
 7 Lord, when our hearts shall fail, 
 And early comforts die, 
 
 May thy rich grace prevail, 
 And bear our souls on high; 
 There, wliile our glowing love sliail flarae, 
 Our deathless tongues shall praise iliy nains. 
 
 HYMN 11. P.M. 
 
 1 "OTIRST, ye emerald gates, and bring 
 JD To my enraptur'd vision, 
 
 All the ecsiatick joys that spring 
 
 Round the bright elysian : 
 Lo ! we lift our longing eyes. 
 Break, ye intei-vening skies; 
 Sons of righteousness, arise, 
 Ope the gates of paradise.. 
 
 2 Floods of everlasting light! 
 Freely flash before him ; 
 
 Myriads, with supreme delight, 
 
 Instantly adore him ; 
 Angelick trumps resound his fame ; 
 Lutes of lucid gold proclaim 
 All the music of his name ; 
 Heaven echoing the theme. 
 
 3 F«ur-and-twenty elders rise 
 From their princely station; 
 
 Shout his glorious victorrcs, 
 
 Sing the great salvation ; 
 Cast their crowns before his throne 
 Cry in reverential toii?. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 15 
 
 Glory be to God alone 
 Holy ! Holy ! Holy One. 
 
 4 Hark ! the thrilling symphonies 
 
 Seem, metiiinks, to seize us; 
 Join we too the holy lays. 
 
 Jesus, Jesus, Jesus! 
 Sweetest sound in seraph's song, 
 Sweetest note on mortal tongue, 
 Sweetest carol ever sung, 
 Jesus, Jesus, tlow along. 
 
 HYMN 12. P. k, 
 
 1 /^ALL'D to a sense of duty, 
 KJ 1 would obey thy call, 
 
 And for the sake of Jesus, 
 
 I'd freely give up all; 
 My former vain enjoyments, 
 
 Of pleasure, priile, and gain. 
 That 1 in Jesus's kingdom, 
 
 A mansion may obtain. 
 
 2 How often have I struggled. 
 To hold some foolish sin ; 
 
 Yet to the lieavenly kingdom 
 
 I meant to enter in. 
 But now I am persuaded 
 
 That notlung else will do, 
 But Jesus for my portion. 
 
 And holy joys pursue. 
 
 3 Let all the world's gay beauty, 
 With Satan's flattering bait. 
 
 With all their pride and grandeur, 
 
 Aroimd my soul await ; 
 rhe far superiour beauty, 
 
 Tlirough faith, 1 see ahead; 
 Vffid 1 am bent upon it, 
 
 This holy way to tread. 
 
 { Come, who will travel with me. 
 The road that leads to Heaven 1 
 
16 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 A-nd follow none but Jesus, 
 
 The way which he hath given ; 
 And take his word for counsel, 
 
 His Spirit for a guide ; 
 And make a full surrender 
 
 Of every tiring beside. 
 
 5 Come on, my precious bretiuen, 
 And travel on with me ; 
 
 We'll seek for heavenly treasure, 
 
 Until we find the sea 
 Of sweet unbounded riches, 
 
 Of life, and love, and peace, 
 
 Where beauty never witl^ers, 
 
 ' And glory ne'er shall cease. 
 
 6 What though the world reproacli us, 
 And say we're mean or poor; 
 
 No matter what we suffer. 
 
 So we but reach the shore : 
 'Twill make the glory sweeter, 
 
 And raise our praises higher; 
 And we shall be completer, 
 
 When purified by fire. 
 
 HYMN 13. P. M. 
 
 1 T ET saints on earth their anthems raisai 
 J-i Who taste the Saviour's grace ; 
 
 Let saints in Heaven proclaim his praise, 
 And crown him Prince of Peace. 
 
 2 Kings, princes, potentates, and powers, 
 Rise from your ancient place, 
 
 And lay your glitt'ring honours by, 
 And crown him Prince of Peace. 
 
 3 Ye warriours lay your weapons down, 
 For wars and sti'ife shall cease ; 
 
 Bow down to God's beloved Son, 
 And crown him Prince of Peace. 
 
 i Ye islands of the sea rejoice. 
 Behold your near release I 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 17 
 
 Make to the Lord a joyful noise, 
 And crown him Prince of Peace. 
 
 5 Ye Indians of America, 
 Your glad hosannas raise, 
 
 Unite with injured Africa, 
 And crown him Prince of Peace. 
 
 HYMN 14. P. M. 
 
 1 TTAIL the day so long expected, 
 XI Hail the year of full release ; 
 
 Zion's walls are now erected, 
 
 And the watchmen live in peace. 
 From the distant courts of Zion, 
 
 The shrill truu'pet loudly roars. 
 
 CHORtra. 
 Babylon is fallen, is fallen, is fallen, 
 Babylon is fallen, to rise no more. 
 
 2 Hark, and hear the people crying, 
 See the city disappears ; 
 
 Trade and traffick all are dying, 
 
 Lo ! they ank to rise no more ! 
 Merchants who have bought her traffick. 
 
 Crying fx'om a distant shore. 
 
 3 All her merchants cry with wonder, 
 What is this that comes to pass 1 
 
 Murmuring like some distant thunder ; 
 
 Crying, O ! alas ! alas ! 
 Swell the sou id, ye kings and nobles, 
 
 Priests and people, rich and poor— 
 
 i Lo, the captives are returning, 
 
 Up to Zion see them fly ; 
 While the heavenly host rejoices, 
 
 Shout them welcome through the sky r 
 See the ancients of the city, 
 
 Terrified at the uproar — 
 
 5 Tune your harps, ye Heavenly choir, • 
 Shout, ye followers of the Lamb ; 
 3 
 
18 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Sec the city all on fire, 
 
 Clap your hands and blow the flame 
 Now's the day of compensation, 
 
 Hope ofmercy now is o'er. 
 
 HYMN 15. P. M. 
 
 1 TT'I^OM Greenland's icy mountain! 
 JO From India's coral strand, 
 
 Where Afric's sunny fountains, 
 Roll down their golden sand ; 
 
 From many an ancient river, 
 From many a palmy plain, 
 
 They call us to deliver 
 Their lanr^ from errour's chain. 
 
 2 What though the spicy breezes 
 Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, 
 
 Though every prospect pleases, 
 
 And only man is vile : 
 In vain with lavish kindness 
 
 The gifts of God are strown, 
 The heathen, in his blindness, 
 
 Bows down to wood and stone. 
 
 3 Can we, whose souls are lighted 
 With wisdom from on high, 
 
 Can we to men benighted, 
 
 The lamp of life deny 1 • 
 Salvation, () salvation ! 
 
 The joyful sound proclaim, 
 Tin each remotest nation 
 
 Has learn'd Messiah's name. 
 
 4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story 
 And you, ye waters, roll, 
 
 Till, like a sea of glory, 
 It spreads from pole to pole ; 
 
 Till o'er our ransom'd nature. 
 The Lamb for sinners slain, 
 
 Redeemer. King, Creator, 
 lu bliss returns to reign. 
 
2laN SONGSTER. 19 
 
 HYMN IG. P.M. 
 
 1 ^IIEY liave gone to the land where the 
 X Patriarchs rest, 
 
 Where the bones of the prophets are laid, 
 Where the chosen of Israel the promise pos- 
 sess'd, 
 And Jehovah his wonders display'd. 
 
 2 To the land where the Saviour of sinners once 
 
 trod; 
 Where he labour'd, and languish'd, and bled; 
 Where he triumph'd o'er death, and ascended to 
 God, 
 As he captive captivity led. 
 
 3 They go to tlie land where the Indians now 
 
 dwell, 
 Impell'd by the love of their Lord; 
 His love to proclaim, and His mercy to tell. 
 As reveal'd in his excellent word. 
 
 4 "Thy blessing go with them— O, be thou their 
 
 shield, 
 From the shafts of the fowler that fly ; 
 O, Saviour of sinners, thine arm be reveal'd 
 In mercy, and might, from on high." 
 
 HYMN 17. P.M. 
 
 1 TTAIL the blest morn, when the great Me 
 Xl diator, 
 
 Down from the regions of glory descends ; 
 
 Shepherds, go worship the babe in the manger, 
 
 Lo, for his guard, llie bright angels attend. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Brightest ana best of the sons of the ?norning, 
 Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid, 
 Star in the east, the horizon adorning, 
 Guide tchere our infant Redeemer was laid. 
 
 2 Cold on his cradle the dew-drops am shinij'g. 
 Low lies his bed with the beasts of thft stall, 
 
20 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Ansels adore him, in slumbers reclining, 
 VVise men and shepherds before him do falL 
 
 3 Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion, 
 Odours of Eden, and offerings divine, 
 
 Gems from the mountains, and pearls from the 
 ocean ; 
 Myrrh from the forest, and gola from ibe 
 mine. 
 
 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation. 
 Vainly with gold we his favour secure ; 
 
 Richer by far is the heart's adoration ; 
 Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor 
 
 HYMN 18. P.M. 
 
 THE preacher's AOrEU. 
 
 1 A DIEU, my dear brethren, adieu, 
 j\. Reluctant I give you my hand, 
 
 No more to assemble with you, 
 
 Till we on mount Zion shall stand. 
 My heart swells with tender regret 
 
 To leave your embi'aces so soon, 
 Tliough heaven my course must direct, 
 
 And others succeed in my room. 
 
 2 Your acts of benevolence past. 
 Your gentle compassionate love. 
 
 Henceforth in my mem'ry shall last, 
 Though far from your sight I remove. 
 
 While roving the wilds of the west. 
 When through foreign regions I steer, 
 
 Still friendship inspiring my breast, 
 Shall then drop her ovm native tear. 
 
 3 Our labours will shortly subside, 
 For vigour and li fe must decay, 
 
 But wisdom and truth shall abide, 
 
 To pilot our souls on the way. 
 As time rolls his seasons around, 
 
 And truth shall new teachers inspire, 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 21 
 
 O may we in love still abound, 
 And after new conquests aspire. 
 
 i Our seasons of converse are o'er, 
 
 Till mortal commc»tions are past, 
 Till nature and time are no more, 
 
 Or we are in parai lise blest. 
 Sweet comforting spjrit draw near, 
 
 And shed forth tliy luminous rays, 
 My parting reflections to cheer, 
 
 And change lamentation to praise. 
 
 6 O may we conform to his will, 
 
 Aspiring for glory and peace, 
 Our covenant vows to fulfil, 
 
 Till Jesus shall sign our release, 
 fill suddenly wafted above, 
 
 Where saints in sweet harmony meet, 
 fo feel all the pleasures of love. 
 
 And each happy conqueror greet. 
 
 HYMN 19. P.M. 
 
 CAMP-MEETINGS with thy presence crown, 
 And show'r, O Lord, thy blessings down ; 
 'ill every heart with holy zeal, 
 And all thy righteousness reveal. 
 
 2 O'er all our hosts do thou preside. 
 And all our various movements guide: 
 The praying companies attend. 
 
 And show thyself the sinner's friend. 
 
 3 Pour out thy Spirit on thy sons, 
 And visit thy anointed ones ; 
 May every vix'gin trim her lamp, 
 And glory rest upon our camp. 
 
 4 May prayer and praise united rise, 
 Lii^e holy incense to the skies ; 
 
 In all our hosts display thy power ! 
 May souls be born again this hour I 
 
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 HYMN 20. P. M. 
 
 I TTOW happy, how joyful, how loving feel, 
 XI I want 10 feel more love, yea, moi e love 
 and zeal, 
 
 1 want my love perfect, I want my love pure, 
 That all things with patience, I well may endure. 
 
 2 I want to be little, more simple, more mild. 
 More like my bless'd Masterj and more hke a 
 
 child. 
 More watchful, more pray'rful, more lowly^ in 
 
 mind, 
 More thankful, more gentle, more loving and 
 
 kind. 
 
 3 I want to have wisdom that comes from above, 
 I want my heart fiU'd with the purest of love ; 
 
 I want my faith stronger, my anchor, hope, sure, 
 And like a good soldier, all hardness endure. 
 
 4 I want to be stripped of all human pride ; 
 All malice and anger I would lay aside ; 
 From sin and from bondage I want to be free, 
 And live, my dear Saviour, live only like thee. 
 6 While suff 'ring, enduring, in duty believe, 
 Forgiving, if any my spirit should grieve ; 
 Rememb'ring at aU times what Jesus did say, 
 And set out anew, and begin every day. 
 
 6 My treasure in heaven I want to lay up. 
 Where nothing will enter, to rust nor corrupt ; 
 Whei'e no thief, nor robber, will venture or dara 
 My heart and my treasure, I want should be the re. 
 
 7 My faith, and my hope, and my love, and my 
 
 zeal, 
 I want them deep rooted, and inwardly feel; 
 My liglit 1 want clear, that beholders may see, 
 How faith and good works in sweet union agre<!. 
 
 8 My union I want vrith the Father and Son, 
 
 I want that perfected wliich grace hath begun, 
 
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 With love and sweet union, that soothes ev'ry 
 
 care; 
 And with my dear brethren all burdens to bear. 
 
 9 Come love Eind sweet union, to thee I do call, 
 
 I want to feel more love, yea, more love to all; 
 
 come, my beloved, come, hasten to me, 
 And fill up my vessel, full as it can be. 
 
 LO Come, brethren and sisters, both aged and 
 
 youth. 
 And aU who are willing to walk in the truth. 
 Come, fill up your vessel with union and love, 
 And on our bless'd journey we'll joyfully move. 
 
 II When time is no more, then from earth we'C 
 
 remove. 
 To Qwell in the regions of pure light and love, 
 With Jesus, our Saviour, and all holy men, 
 We'll sing hallelujahs for ever, Amen. 
 
 HYMN 21. P. M. 
 
 1 OITTING by the streams that glide 
 O Down by Babel's towering wall; 
 
 With our tears we swell the tide. 
 While our mournful thoughts recaU 
 Thee, O Zion, and thy fall. 
 
 2 On the willows there we hung 
 Our neglected harps on high, 
 
 Bilent, useless, and unstrung, 
 Strangers now to harmony. 
 Once our bus'ness and our joy. 
 
 3 Then our proud, triumphant foes, 
 Haughty, insolent, and gay, 
 
 Call for musick in our woes, 
 Sing us some sweet Hebrew lay, 
 Sacred to some holy day. 
 
 4 Cruel foes, t' insult us so. 
 Sunk so deep in helpless grief, 
 
 Sighs and tears to vent our wo, 
 
24 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Now our only poor relief 
 
 To the charms of musick deaC 
 b O Jerusalem ! O, thy late ! 
 
 Wounds my bleeding heart so deeft 
 Let my trembhng hands forget 
 
 How the tunelul lyre to sweep, 
 
 When for thee 1 cease to weep. 
 
 HYMN 22. P. M. 
 
 1 "C'ROM whence does this union arise, 
 J? That hatred is conquer'd by love 1 
 
 It fastens our souls with such ties, 
 That distance and time can't remove : 
 
 It cannot in Eden be Ibund, 
 Nor yet in a Paradise lost ; 
 
 It grows in humanuel's ground, 
 And Jesu's dear blood did it cost. 
 
 2 My friends are so dear unto me ! 
 Our souls so united in love ! 
 
 Where Jesus is gone we shall be, 
 
 In yonder blest nian-sions above. 
 Oh 1 why then so loth for to part, 
 
 Since there we shall soon meet again; 
 Engrav'd on lumianuel's heart, 
 
 At a distance we cannot remain. 
 
 3 And when we shall see tliat bright day 
 And join with the angels above, 
 
 Set free from our prison of clay. 
 
 United in Jesus's love ; 
 With Jesus we ever shall reign. 
 
 And all his bright glory sliall see, 
 And sing hallelujahs, amen ; 
 
 Amen ! even so let it be. 
 
 ^ HYMN 23. P. M. 
 
 THE pure testimony put forth in tlie Spirit 
 Cuts like a s.iarp two-edged sword, 
 
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 AJid hypocrites now are most sorely tormented, 
 
 Because they're condemn'd by the word. 
 The pure testimony discovers the dross, 
 While wicked professors malse light of the cross, 
 And Babylon trembles for fear of her loss. 
 
 2 Is not the time come for the church to be 
 
 gather'd 
 Into the one spirit of God ; 
 Baptiz'd by one Spirit, into the one body, 
 Partaking Christ's flesh and his blood ; 
 They drink in one Spirit, which makes them all 
 
 see. 
 They're one in Christ Jesus, wherever they be, 
 The Jew and the Gentile, the bond and the free. 
 
 3 Then blow ye the trumpet in pnre testimony, 
 And let the world hear it again ; 
 
 O come ye fi-om Babylon, Egypt, and Sodom, 
 
 And make your way over the plain. 
 Come, wash all your robes in the blood of the 
 
 Lamb, 
 And walk in the Spirit, as Jesus has done, 
 In the pure testimony you will overcome. 
 
 i The world will not persecute those who are 
 like them, 
 
 But hold them the same as their own ; 
 The pure testimony cries out separation, 
 
 Which calls you your lives to lay down ; 
 Come out from their spirit and practices too ; 
 The track of the Saviour keep full in your view, 
 The pure testimony will cut its way through. 
 
 5 A battle is coming between the two kingdoms, 
 
 The armies are gathering round; 
 The pure testimony and vile persecution, 
 
 Will com.e to close battle ere long ; 
 Then gird on your armour ye saints of the Lord, 
 And he will direct you by liis living word; 
 The pure testimony will cut like a sword. 
 4 
 
26 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 6 The great prince of darkness is mustering his 
 forces, 
 
 To make you his pris'ners again, 
 By slander, reproaches, and vile persecution, 
 
 That you. in his cause may remain ; 
 But shun his temptations wherever they lay, 
 And fear not his servants vsrhatever they say ; 
 The pure testimony will give you the da-y. 
 
 HYMN 24. P. M. 
 
 1 'T^HE pure testimony is not to establish 
 X. The selfish inventions of men ; 
 
 The systems of parties it never advances, 
 
 Nor seeks v/orldly honour nor gain ; 
 'Tis moor'd intiie temple in each holy soul. 
 And then into words in a torrent doth roll, 
 In love to the hearers, including the whole. 
 
 2 No system of doctrine is by it establish'd, 
 Excepting the doctrine of love ; 
 
 To love God supremely, and love to one's neigh 
 hour, 
 The pure testimony approves ; 
 The pure testimony holds nothing beside, 
 The doctrines of devils and men can't abide, 
 The pure testimony which lays them aside. 
 
 3 No vain ceremonies in pure testimony, 
 It always puts forth its own forms ; 
 
 'Tis nowise dependant on letter instruction. 
 
 Nor what worldly wisdom performs : 
 It holds nothing else, but Christ Jesus for all, 
 The only foundation which never can fall, 
 The precious Redeemer in evei*y soul 
 
 4 The pure testimony has uniting power, 
 I'o gather the churches alone : 
 
 Without any movements of worldly upbuHswig, 
 The saints are united in one ; 
 
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 ft gives all directions what course to pursue, 
 And leaclies each member what part he must do; 
 And love knows no party, but those who love too. 
 
 5 The pure testimony has no selfish movements^ 
 It stands independent of men ; 
 
 It seeks to exalt nothing else but a Saviour, 
 
 And bends cdl its force against sin ; 
 It holds nothing else ; a Redeemer for men, 
 But Jesus within them, to save them from sin 
 Commending a present salvation in him. 
 
 6 Now this is the pure testimony of Jesus, 
 And his ancient witnesses too ; 
 
 Which gives men instruction, how they must be 
 saved, 
 With no other object in view ; 
 Let this testimony aboimd and prevail. 
 Let love conquer hatred, and selfishness fall ; 
 The pure testimony says, Jesus is all. 
 
 HYMN 25. P. M. 
 
 1 TTOW happy are the new-bom race, 
 XX Partakers of adopting grace ! 
 How pure the bliss they share ! 
 
 Hid from the world, and all its eyes. 
 Within their heart the blessing lies, 
 And conscience feels it there. 
 
 2 The moment we believe, 'tis ours ; 
 And if we love with all our pow'rs 
 
 The God from whom it came. 
 And if we serve with heart sincere, 
 'Tis still discernible and clear, 
 
 An undisputed claim. 
 
 3 But ah ! if foul and wilful sin 
 Stain and dishonour us within, 
 
 Farewell the joy we knew ; 
 Again the slaves of nature's sway, 
 In labyrinths of our own we stray, 
 
 Without a guide or clue. 
 
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 4 Tlie chaste and pure, who fear to grieve 
 The gracious Spirit they receive, 
 
 His work distinctly trace, 
 And strong in undissembling love, 
 Boldly assert, and clearly prove, 
 
 Their hearts liis dwelling-place. 
 
 HYMN 26. P. M. 
 
 1 IVT-^^' ^^ ^^^ ^^'^' creation, in Eden God did 
 
 The public head and father of all the human race ; 
 »Twas by the subtle serpent he was beguil'd and 
 
 fell, , ,. 
 
 And thro' his disobedience, was doom'd to death 
 
 and hell. 
 
 2 Death was pronounc'd against him, death was 
 
 the penalty ; 
 
 The law of God was broken, and must fulfilled 
 be, 
 
 But man, the helpless creature, unable to perform 
 
 The smallest jot or tittle, to build his hopes upon. 
 
 8 Whilst in this situation, behold the promise 
 made. 
 
 The offspring of the woman shall bruise the ser- 
 pent's head, 
 
 Destroy the pow'rs of darkness, that man should 
 only feel 
 
 The malice of the sei-pent, a«aging at his heeL 
 
 4 The scripture it was given in spirit and in 
 
 tx'uth, 
 In darksome types and shadows the Saviour was 
 
 set forth ; 
 Its sacrifice and olTrings, was on the altar slam. 
 No blood of goats and heifers can take away the 
 
 stain. 
 
 5 Lo ! at the time appointed, Jesus unveil'd his 
 
 Assnm'd our hunm\ nature, and suffer'd in oui 
 plac e ; 
 
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 He suffei-ed on Mount Calvary— yes, there he raii- 
 
 som'd me, 
 The law demands attention to pay the penalty. 
 
 6 With rugged thorns they pierc'd, and nail'd hira 
 
 to the tree, 
 
 AH nature seem'd to mourn, to behold the cruelty ; 
 
 But justice cried against him, come pay the sin- 
 ner's due, 
 
 The debt you've undertaken, you therefore must 
 go through. 
 
 7 They plac'd him in a sepulchre, it being near at 
 
 liand ; 
 
 The grave it could not hold him, nor death's cold 
 iron band ; 
 
 He burst the bars asunder, he pull'd their king- 
 dom dovra, 
 
 He overcame his enemies, and wears a starry 
 crown. 
 
 8 Now at his resurrection, to Mary he appear'd, 
 Go, tell to my disciples, what you have seen ant' 
 
 heard ; 
 Go, tell them I am risen, anf\ death can do no 
 
 more. 
 I'm going to my Father, to live for evermore. 
 
 9 He came to his disciples, and found them all 
 
 alone, 
 And gave them their commission, to make his 
 
 gospel known ; 
 Go, preach it to all nations, baptize them in my 
 
 name, 
 Beginning at Jerusalem, 'twas there I suffer'd 
 
 shame. 
 
 10 Go, preach it to all nations, that they may hear 
 
 and know, 
 fio, publish free salvation, that men to Heaven 
 
 may go; t -n i 
 
 (n ev'ry sore temptation, you succour I will send. 
 And lo ! I will be with you, until the world shedi 
 
 end. 
 
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 HYMN 27. C. M. 
 
 1 ^~^^E glorious day is drawing nigh, 
 X When Zion's light shall come : 
 
 She shall arise and shine on high, 
 
 Clear as the morning sun. 
 The north and south their sons resign, 
 
 And earth's strong pillars bend ; 
 Adorn'd as a bride, Jerusalem, 
 
 AU glorious shall descend. 
 
 2 The King who bears the golden crown, 
 The azure flaming bow, 
 
 Tlie holy city shall bring down, 
 
 To bless his saiiits below. 
 When Zion's bleeding, conqu'ring King, 
 
 Shall sin and death destroy, 
 The morning stars together sing, 
 
 And Zion shout for joy. 
 
 3 The holy bright musician band, 
 Shall time their harps of gold, 
 
 With palms of vict'17 they shall stand, 
 
 Fair Salem to behold. 
 Descending with such melting strains, 
 
 Jehovah's name adore : 
 Such notes thro' earth's extensive plains, 
 
 Were never heard before ! 
 
 4 Let Satan rage and boast no more, 
 Ye fiends of darkness fly, 
 
 Tho' saints are feeble, weak and poor, 
 
 Their great Redeemer's nigh ; 
 He is their shield — their hiding-place, 
 
 A covert from the wind - 
 A shady rock of boundless grace, 
 
 Throughout this weary land. 
 
 5 The crystal streams run down from IleaT'n, 
 They issue from the throne, 
 
 The floods of strife away are driv'n, 
 The church becomes but one. 
 
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 That peaceful union she shall know, 
 
 And live upon his love ; 
 And shout and sing of grace below, 
 
 As angels do above ! 
 
 HYMN 28. P. M. 
 
 1 /^OME, my Christian friends and brethren, 
 Kj Bound for Canaan's happy land ; 
 
 Come, unite and walk together, 
 Christ the Saviour gives command. 
 
 2 Lay aside all party spirit. 
 
 Slight your Christian friends no more ; 
 Com«, unite, through Jesus's merit, 
 Zion's peace again restore. 
 
 3 We'll not bind our brother's consciei.ce, 
 This to God alone is free. 
 
 Nor contend for non-essentials, 
 But in Christ united be. 
 
 4 Here's the word, the grand criterion, • 
 This shall all our doctrines prove : 
 
 Christ, the centre of our union. 
 And the bond is Christian love. 
 
 5 Here's my hand, my heart, and spirit, 
 Now in fellowship I'll give, 
 
 Now we love and peace inherit, 
 Show the world how Christians live. 
 
 6 Now we're one in Christ, our Saviour, 
 Male or female, bond or free ; 
 
 Christ is all in all for ever. 
 And we're happy, Lord, in thee. 
 
 HYMN 29. C. M. 
 
 IAS Jacob did in days of old, 
 
 J\ So will my soul do now ; 
 Wrestle, and on my Jesus hold, 
 
 Nor will 1 let him go. 
 
 2 Like Jacob, I am weak and faint 
 And overwhekn'd with wo ; 
 
32 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Lord, hear, and pity my complaint, 
 For I'll not let thee go. 
 
 3 I come, encourag'd by thy word, 
 That mercv thou wilt show ; 
 
 Unless thou bless me, dearest Lord, 
 1 will not let thee go. 
 
 4 I come, to ask forgiveness free, 
 Though I have been thy foe ; 
 
 Unless thou grant it, Lord, to me, 
 I will not let thee go. 
 
 5 I come, to open all my wounds, 
 My sorrows and my wo ; 
 
 Unless thy healing grace aboimds, 
 I will not let thee go. 
 
 6 I come, thy promises to plead. 
 Where love and mercy now ; 
 
 Unless thou bless me. Lord, indeed, 
 I will not let thee go. 
 
 7 I cope, to give thee this vile heart. 
 Which sin has mangled so ; 
 
 Unless salvation thou impart, 
 I will not let thee go. 
 
 8 I come, to ask for all thy love. 
 And all thou canst bestow, 
 
 Unless the blessing, Lord, I prove, 
 I will not let thee go. 
 
 9 Thus will I wrestle, while I live, 
 A pilgrim here below ; 
 
 And when in glory I arrive, 
 I will not let thee go. 
 
 HYMN 30. P. M. 
 
 I TTTHEN shall we all meet again 7 
 V V When shall we all meet again ? 
 
 Oft shall glowing hope aspire. 
 
 Oft shall wearied love retire, 
 Oft shall death and sorrow reign, 
 Ere we all shall meet again. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 33 
 
 2 Tliough in distant lands we sij;lj, 
 Parch'd beneath the hostile sky ; 
 Though the deep between us rolls, 
 Friendship shall unite our souls; 
 
 And in fancy's wide domain, 
 There shall we all meet again. 
 
 3 When the dreams of hfe are ried, 
 Wlien its wasted lamps are dead; 
 When in cold oblivion's shade, 
 Beauty, wealth, and fame are laid, 
 
 Where immortal spirits reign. 
 There may we all meet again. 
 
 HYMN 31. P. M. 
 
 1 'T^HE Song of Salvation it is so divine, 
 
 X There's musick and melody in ev'ry line : 
 It was sung by the Hebrews when deliv' ranee 
 
 they found, 
 When old Simeon finds Jesus, sweet praises doth 
 
 sound. 
 
 2 Tliere is a day coming when louder we'll siiia. 
 Sweet anthems of praises to Jesus our Kinjr ; 
 Then we shall mount up from all sorrow am: 
 
 pain, 
 The Kingdom of Heaven eternally gain. 
 
 3 O sinners, we're travelling to yonder briglil 
 
 world. 
 From which, by transgression, the angels were 
 
 hurl'd, 
 We bid you a final, eternal farewell : — 
 UnLess you're converted, you'll sink down to IkrIL 
 
 4 Awake, O poor sinners, awake from your sin. 
 To call on your Saviour this moment begin ; 
 But if you neglect it again and again, 
 
 When God speaks your sentence we must say- 
 Am en. 
 
 S 
 
34 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 HYMN 32. P. M. 
 
 1 '\7'E angels, who stand round the thron«> 
 
 X. And view my Immanuel's face, 
 In rafjiurous songs make him known ; 
 Tmie, tune your soft harps to his praise; 
 
 2 He form'd you the spirits you are, 
 So happy, so noble, so good ; 
 
 When others sunk down in despair, 
 Confirm'd by his power, ye stood. 
 
 3 Ye baints, who stand nearer than they, 
 And cast your bright crowns at his fee., 
 
 Ilis grace and his glory display. 
 And all his rich mercy repeat : 
 
 4 He snatch'd you from hell and the grave— 
 He ransom'd from death and despair ; 
 
 For you he was mighty to save, 
 Alinighty to bring you safe there. 
 
 5 Oh, when will the period appear, 
 .When I shall unite in your song? 
 
 I'm weary of hngering here, 
 And I to your Saviour belong ! 
 
 S I'm felter'd and chain'd up in clay, 
 
 I struggle and pant to be free ; 
 I long to be soaring away. 
 
 My God and my Saviour to see ! 
 
 7 1 want to put on my attire, 
 
 Wash'd white in the blood of the Lairl> ? 
 I want to be one of your choir, 
 
 And tune my sweet harp to his name. 
 
 HYMN 33. P. M. 
 
 I r^A^rP-MEETINGS with success are erovn'd^ 
 Kj The wilderness and barren grouuv> 
 Now blossom as the rose ; 
 
ZTON SONGSTER. 35 
 
 The spices yield a rich perfume, 
 The rising llhes Jtindly bloom, 
 
 Ami heavenly wisdom grows. 
 
 2 The num'rous praying, preaching liost. 
 Baptized with the Holy Ghost, 
 
 The heavenly standard raise ; , 
 They preach, and pray, and sweetly slug, 
 And hills, and fields, and valleys ring 
 
 With the Creator's praise. 
 
 3 Now sinners turning to the Lord, 
 And falling dovvii beneath the word, 
 
 For mercy loudly cry ; 
 But when they taste liis pard'ning love, 
 And feel the witness from above 
 
 They rise and shout for joy. 
 
 4 To him who does our hearts inspire, 
 Baptizes all our souls with fire, 
 
 And makes us meet for heaven ; 
 To Christ the Lord, who reigns on high, 
 Who rules the ocean, earth, and sky, 
 
 Be endless praises given. 
 
 HYMxN 34. L. M. 
 
 I A HIGHWAY hath the Lord made k!!,..7rv 
 j^l. Through Jesus Christ his own dear rvm, 
 
 1 am, saith he, the truth, the way, 
 All other paths lead you astray. 
 
 2 If in this road you wish to be, 
 Take up your cross and follow me ; 
 Deny yourself of ev'ry lust, 
 
 And in me truly put your trust 
 
 3 The way is difficult and straiglit, 
 Narrow the road to heaven's gate'; 
 And if you hope to enter in, 
 
 You must be separate from tin. 
 
36 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 4 No stranger shall proceed therein, 
 No levers of the world and sin, 
 Nothing unholy or unclean, 
 
 Shall in this holy way be seen. 
 
 5 No ! nothing shall go up thereon, 
 But the redeem'd, and them alone, 
 Wayfaring men to Canaan bound. 
 Shall only in tliis way be found 
 
 6 No xTilture's eye nor beast oJ prey, 
 Hath seen this little narrow way, 
 
 No lion's whelp hath trod the road 
 niat leads the pilgrims home to God. 
 
 7 It was cast up for the redeem'd, 
 And for them only to walk in. 
 Then let us strive to watch and pray, 
 And walk in Christ the living way. 
 
 8 That when we've run the heavenly race, 
 Then may we see him face to face ; 
 
 And hear him say. Come in thou bless'd, 
 And in my kingdom ever resL 
 
 HYMN 35. P. M. 
 
 1 /^iriLD of prosperity, 
 \_y Nursling of vanity, 
 
 felave of preferment, of wealth and renown, 
 
 Does love smooth thy pillow, 
 
 Is hush'd each rude billow 
 Of care in thy breast, is thy wretchedness flown. 
 
 2 Is sm."'ng contentment 
 Thy constant attendant, 
 
 Does happiness place her green wreaths oa Ihy 
 tu^ow 1 
 
 And joy raise thy bosom, 
 
 With heart-felt emotion, 
 And chase from thy vision each prospect of wa 
 
 3 Ah, no ! wealth and grandeur 
 And titles of hoaour, 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 37 
 
 Can never impart a sweet calni to the mind ; 
 
 All, all is commotion, 
 
 Tlieii pleasure a notion, 
 They leave no enjoyment, or comfort behind. 
 4 Then haste to the reountain, 
 
 Where flows from its fountain, 
 The streams of enjoyment, unmingledwithcaraf 
 
 The Eden of pleasure, 
 
 A permanent treasure. 
 The narbour of rest, for no billows are there. 
 
 £ Your peace like a river, 
 
 For ever and ever, 
 Shall glide undisturb'd in its channel along, 
 
 To that blissful region, 
 
 Where dove-eyed religion. 
 Invites you — O ! haste, — for she beckons yon oa 
 
 HYMN 36. C. M. 
 
 1 TN all my Lord's appointed ways, 
 X My journey I'll pursue ; 
 
 Hinder me not, ye much-Iov'd saints, 
 For I must go with you. 
 
 2 " Stay," says the world, "and taste awhile 
 "My ev'ry pleasant swiMjt ; ' 
 
 " Hinder me not," my soul replies, 
 " Because the way is great." 
 
 3 "Stay," Satan, my old master, cries, 
 "Or force shall thee detain;" 
 
 * Hinder me not, I will begone, 
 '• My God hath broke thy chain." 
 
 4 Through floods and flames if Jesua lee«i, 
 
 I'll follow where he goes ; 
 
 "Hinder me not" shall be my cry, 
 
 Though earth and hell oppose. 
 
 5 Tiirough duty, and through trials too, 
 I'll go at his command ; 
 
 " Hinder me not," for I am bound 
 To my Immanuel's land. 
 
38 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 6 And when my Saviour calls me home, 
 
 StiU this my cry shall be, 
 "Hinder me not," come welcome deatii, 
 
 I'U gladly go with thee. 
 
 HYMN 37. L.M. 
 
 1 T ET others, wrapt in self-conceit, 
 
 JLi Boast in their wisdom and their wit : 
 Let them extol their gold and dross, 
 I'U glory in my Saviour's cross. 
 
 2 ^Vhile the self-righteous, blind, and ruda 
 Cr)' up their native rectitude, 
 
 I'll seek revenge on all my pride ; 
 And boast in Jesus crucifi'd. 
 
 3 While they, with curses on their heads,. 
 Talk of their justice and their deeds, 
 
 I choose to sit at Jesu's feet. 
 And self-abasement is my seat. 
 
 4 Hither I'm brought by sov'reign grace,. 
 1 bless the means, and love the place, 
 
 I bidaU eartWy joys be gone, 
 And glory in my Lord alone. 
 
 5 Here I could tarry night and day, 
 Here could my soul forever stay ; 
 O may I never, never rove, 
 
 Nor glory, but in Christ, my love. 
 
 HYMN 38. P. M. 
 
 I "YTE Jewels of my Master, 
 
 i Who shine with heavenly rays^ 
 Amid the beams of glory. 
 
 Reflect immortal blaze ; 
 Ye diamonds of beauty, 
 
 Witn pleasing lustre crown'd, 
 Of heavenly extractibn. 
 
 To Zion city bounil. 
 
ZIOX SONGSTER. 39 
 
 2 Ye lambs of my Redeemer, 
 The purchase cf his blooci, 
 
 Who feed among the lilies, 
 
 Beside the purple Hood ; 
 Go on ye happy pilgrims, 
 
 Your jom-iiey still pursue, 
 And at an humble distance, 
 
 I'll sing and foUow too. 
 
 3 When I beheld your order, 
 And harmony of soul, 
 
 And heard divinest numbers, 
 
 In pure devotion roll ; 
 And gems immortal glowing, 
 
 With such enliv'ning grace, 
 I view'd the Saviour's image 
 
 Impress'd on ev'ry face. 
 
 4 Speak often to each other, 
 To cheer the fainting mind : 
 
 And often be your voices 
 
 In pure devotion join'd : 
 Though trials may await you, , 
 
 The crown before you lies ; 
 Take courage, brother pilgrims, 
 
 And soon you'll win the prize. 
 
 5 Ye shall be mine, says Jesus, 
 In that auspicious day, 
 
 When I make up my jewels, 
 
 Releas'd from cumbrous clay ; 
 Ile'U pohsh and refine you 
 
 From worthless dross and sin, 
 And to his heav'nly kingdom 
 
 Will bid you enter in. 
 
 6 On that important morning, 
 When roaring thunders sound, 
 
 And nimble lightnings waving, 
 
 Shall wing the gloom profound j 
 Lift up your heads rejoicing, 
 
 And clap your joyful Itandis, 
 
40 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Lo ! you're redeem'd for ever 
 From death's corrupted bands. 
 
 7 The golden bells will echo 
 Around the sacred hill, \ 
 
 And sweet immortal anthems 
 
 The vocal regions fill ; 
 In everlasting beauty 
 
 The shining millions stand, 
 Safe on the Rock of Ages, 
 
 Amid the promis'd land. 
 
 8 We'll range the wide dominion 
 Of our Redeemer round, 
 
 And in dissolving raptures, 
 
 Be losi in love profound : 
 While all the heav'nly harpers 
 
 Begin the lasting song, 
 With hallelujahs rolling 
 
 From the unnumber'd throng. 
 
 HYMN 39. P.M. 
 
 1 TTTHEN Hannah, press'd with grie^ 
 VV Pour'd forth her soul in prayer, 
 She quickly found reUef, 
 And left her burden there ; 
 Like her, in every trying case, 
 Let us approach the throne of grace. 
 
 2 When she began to pray, 
 Her heart was pain'd and sad ; 
 
 But ere she went away, 
 Was comforted and glad ; 
 tn trouble what a resting place. 
 Have they who know the throne of grace. 
 
 3 Though men and devils rage, 
 And threaten to devour ; 
 
 The saints from age to age. 
 Are safe from all their power ; 
 Fresh strength they gain to run their race, 
 By waiting at a throne of grace. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 41 
 
 I Eli her case mistook, 
 
 How was her spirit inov'd 
 By his unkind rebcke 1 
 But God her cause approv'd : 
 We need not fear a creature's face, 
 While welcome at ihe throne of grace. 
 
 5 She was not fiU'd with wine, 
 As Eli rashly thought ; 
 
 But with a faith divine, 
 She found the help she sought : 
 Though men despise, and call us basa, 
 Still let us ply the throne of grace. 
 
 6 Numbers before have tri'd, 
 And found the promise true ; 
 
 Nor has one been deni'd. 
 Then why should I or you 1 
 Let us by faith their footsteps trace, 
 And hasten to the throne of gi'ace. 
 
 HYMN 40. P. M. 
 
 1 'T^HE love which caus'd the light to shinei 
 A. To bring this world to order ; 
 
 That love which blesseth men in time, 
 
 With air, and fire, and water. 
 That love which bears with wicked men, 
 
 In all the wide creation, 
 !s tte same love which mov'd the Lamb 
 
 To die for our salvation. 
 
 2 Ttiat love which fills the hosts above 
 With perfect consolation, 
 
 Among us fallen souls it moves, 
 
 In infinite compassion : 
 And when the Lamb pour'd out his blood, 
 
 All nature made confession ; 
 Earth, rocks, and graves proclaim aloud 
 
 Its power to save creation. 
 S Thus love and goodness sheds its worth. 
 
 To save us from destruction ; 
 6 
 
42 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Twas love that sent the Apostles forth 
 To give the world instruction : 
 
 The Holy Spirit on them came, 
 On Pentecost's sweet hour ; 
 
 And churches were irabodied then 
 By love's uniting power. 
 
 4 They, by one spirit were baptiz'd 
 Into a heavenly union ! 
 
 They ate and drank the love of Chrisrtj 
 And this was their communion. 
 
 Having a purifying hope, 
 It gave them consolation, 
 
 And in this love they were built up, 
 A spiritual habitation. 
 
 5 Let us be followers of them, 
 And walk in imitation 
 
 Of such examples as pertain 
 To goodness and salvation ; 
 
 Love one another all you can. 
 In love which self abases ; 
 
 O let the love of Jesus reign, 
 And fill the church with praises. 
 
 6 Let self and hatred quit the ground 
 And pride, and all distraction ; 
 
 Let heavenly charity abound, 
 The bond of good perfection : 
 
 And every one who hath this good 
 And follows Jesus hearty, 
 
 Unites with all the saints of God, 
 Without regard to party. 
 
 7 Let party selfishness depart. 
 And leave the church for ever j 
 
 Let Jesu's love in every heart 
 
 Unite the saints together ; 
 Let Jesu's love in every soul 
 
 Be held as a criterion ; 
 Let everv thing thi'oughout the whok^ 
 
 Abide by this decision. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 43 
 
 8 Let sinners now behold this love, 
 
 And hear the proclamation, 
 That Jesus in compassion moves, 
 
 To give tlieir souls salvation ; 
 Let all the world believe the sound, 
 
 And seelc the great salvation : 
 Let Jcsu's love in all abound, 
 
 And fill the whole creation. 
 
 HYMN 41. P. M. 
 
 1 l^OME, all ye Zion travellers. 
 Kj Come, let us join in praise ;. 
 
 Ye ransom'd now returning, 
 
 To Christ your voices raise : 
 Nov? crown'd with joy and gladness, 
 
 Let sorrows liee away. 
 And praise the Lord, that brought us 
 
 To see this happy day. 
 
 2 Tlie watchmen of Jerusalem 
 Stand on her walls around, 
 
 With harmony unceasing 
 
 They swell the sdeinn sound: 
 So pure is their intention. 
 
 While eye to eye they see. 
 Of Jesus they make mentionj 
 
 To sinners niglit and day. 
 
 3 See prejudice subsiding, 
 And vani siting around, 
 
 While discord and dissension 
 
 Are faUing to the ground : 
 The humble-hearted pilgrims 
 
 The sweets of union prove, 
 And sinners stand amazed. 
 
 To see how Christians love. 
 
 4 No trifling non-essentials 
 Disjoin our loving hearts, 
 
 We drink into one spirit. 
 And never more will partj 
 
44 ZION SONGSTEE. 
 
 All wickfcd men and devils 
 
 Exert their power in vain, 
 Since Christ hath us united, 
 
 No power can malie us twaic 
 
 5 See stubborn sinners falling, 
 Like men in battle slain ; 
 
 For mercy loudly calling, 
 
 Nor do they call in vain ; 
 For soon they find redeo^ption 
 
 In the atoning blood, 
 And feel a free salvation 
 
 Flow from a pard'ning God 
 
 6 Poor formal, dead professors. 
 Stand gazing at the scenes ; 
 
 Amazed and perplexed, 
 
 They know not what it means : 
 Tliey call it wild disorder, ' 
 
 Nor will they with us join ; 
 Alas ! they never felt. 
 
 The force of truth divine. 
 
 7 But let the world despise us, 
 While Jesus is our friend. 
 
 We care not who revile us. 
 He will our cause defend ; 
 
 Nor honour, wealth, or pleasure, 
 Shall our affections share ; 
 
 We have a precious Saviour, 
 For nothing else we cai'e. 
 
 8 Come, you who're bound for glorj. 
 
 And give me your right hand. 
 Who've turn'd your back on Satan, 
 
 And join'd the httle band ; 
 pray you hold out faithful. 
 
 And then your crown is sure, 
 Vou'll reign with Christ your Saviour 
 
 In bliss fur evermore. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 45 
 
 HYMN 42. P. M. 
 
 1 TTHIATEVER disasters of nature 
 
 VV Upon the believer may fall, 
 His treasure in God is umcli greater, 
 He cheerfully smiles at tiiem all. 
 
 2 He soon by experience discovers 
 That this is the Gospel design, 
 
 The more that he righteously suffers, 
 By so much the brighter ne'll shine. 
 
 3 The more that the flesh is debased, 
 And mortified down by distress, 
 
 The higher the soul shall be raised, 
 And so much more glory possess. 
 
 4 Then where's the foundation for sorrow? 
 So long as my faith's to obey ; 
 
 1 need not take thought for the morrow, 
 
 But just do my duty to-day. 
 
 5 Along the true path of obedience, 
 My feet shall he swift as the liind. 
 
 And those are the uppermost regions 
 That I am concerned to find. 
 
 6 Upon these high places I travel, 
 
 And here I'm preser\ 'd from the beast. 
 And neither the world, flesh, nor devil, 
 Can mjure my soul in tlie least. 
 
 HYMN 43. C. M. 
 
 } \ RISE, my soul, to Pisgah's height, 
 
 Ix. And view the promis'd land ; 
 And see by faith the glorious sight, 
 
 Our heritage at hand ; 
 A land where pure enjoyments dwell. 
 
 And blessings most divine ; 
 Where saints their highest notes shall swell, 
 
 And in bright glory shine. 
 
 2 There endless springs .of pleasure flow, 
 At ray Redeemer's side. 
 
46 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 For all who live in faith below, 
 
 And in their Lord confide ; 
 Fair Salem's dazzling gates are seen, 
 
 Just o'er the narrow flood ; 
 A.nd tields, adorn'd in living green, 
 
 The residence of God. 
 
 3 O, could I cross rough Jordan's wave, 
 No danger would I fear, 
 
 My bark would every tempest brave, 
 
 For O ! my Shepherd's near, 
 T' enrich my soul with fresh supplies, 
 
 Of faith, and hope, and love ; 
 With courage then I'll win the prize, 
 
 And reign with him above. 
 
 4 Though death's cold waves compass me roun<l 
 And heavy tempests roar ; 
 
 My little bark in safety's found, 
 
 For Jesus guides me o'er : 
 Should storms of grief and sori'ow blow 
 
 On this devoted breast ; 
 My Saviour's love shall guard me through 
 
 To everlasting rest. 
 
 5 My conflicts here shall soon be past, 
 Where wild distraction reigns, 
 
 Through toils and death I'll reach at last 
 
 FairX'anaan's happy plains. 
 The lamp of life will soon grow pale, 
 
 The spark will soon decay ; 
 And then my happy soul shall sail, 
 
 To everlasting day. 
 
 HYMN 44. L. M. 
 
 1 "DELIFVING followers of the Lamli, 
 
 JC3 Hark to his word, and bless his ^naiae ; 
 Your bodies if in him you trust, 
 Are temples of the Holy Ghost. 
 
 2 Let this important solemn truth, 
 Dwell in your minds in age and youtli. 
 
ZION SONGSTER 47 
 
 Thai if in God you live the most, 
 You're temples of the Holy Ghost 
 
 3 As such let all your conduct be, 
 From lust, and pride, and folly free; 
 Remember what your bodies lost, 
 As temples of the Holy Ghost. 
 
 4 Let gravity and holiness, 
 
 A modest, plain, and decent dress, 
 
 And Christ's bright robes adorn you most, 
 
 As temples of the Holy Ghost. 
 
 5 Let Christ's example be in view — 
 Be this the pattern you pursue ; 
 Think, as his body, so your's must 
 Be temples of the Holy Ghost. 
 
 6 Ere long your happy change will come. 
 And death will bring you to the tomb, 
 And Christ will guard your sleeping dust, 
 As temples of the Holy Ghost. 
 
 7 When the last trumpet shakes the skieti 
 Bright iu'his image you shall rise. 
 
 And joyful join the heavenly hosts, 
 As temples of the Holy Ghost 
 
 HYMN 45. C. M. 
 
 1 TTTHAT poor despised company 
 
 VV Of travellers are these, 
 Tliat walk in yonder narrow way. 
 Along that rugged maze. 
 
 2 Ah, those are of a royal line, 
 All children of a King. 
 
 Heirs of immortal croAvns divine, 
 And lo ! for joy they sing. 
 
 3 Why do they then appear so mesa, 
 And why so much despis'd? 
 
 'Because of their rich robes unseen, 
 The world is not appris'd 
 
48 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 4 But why keep they that narrow road, 
 That rugnred thorny maze 1 
 
 ^V'.ly that's the way t!\eir leader trod.— 
 They love to keep Ids ways. 
 
 5 VVliy do they shun the pleasing paih, 
 That worldlings love so well 7 
 
 Because that is the road to death, 
 The open road to hell. 
 
 6 What, is there tlicn no other road 
 To Salem's happy ground 1 
 
 Christ is the only way to God, 
 No other can be found. 
 
 HYMN 46. S. M. 
 
 1 A WAKE, and sing the song 
 Jtx. Of Moses and the LaniB ; 
 
 Wake, ev'ry heart and every tonguei 
 To praise the Saviour's name. 
 
 2 Sing of his dying love ; 
 Sing of his rising pow'r ; 
 
 Sing, how he intercedes above. 
 For those whose sins he bore. 
 
 3 Sing till we feel our heart 
 Ascending with our tongue; 
 
 Sing, till the love of sin depart, 
 And grace inspire our song. 
 
 4 Sing on your heav'nly way, 
 Ye ransoni'd sinners, sing; 
 
 Sins on, rejoicing every day, 
 111 Clu-ist, th' eternal King. 
 
 5 Soon shall we hear him say, 
 "Ye blessed children come ;" 
 
 Soon will he call us hence away, 
 And take liis wandrers home. 
 
 6 Soon shall our raptur'd tongue 
 His endless praise proclaim; 
 
 And sweeter voices tune the song 
 Of Moses and tli£ Lamb 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 4d 
 
 HYMN 47. C. M. 
 
 1 TN QUIRE, ye pilgrims, for the way 
 X That leads to Zion's hill. 
 
 And thither set your steady face, 
 With a determin'd will. 
 
 2 Invite the strangers all around, 
 Your pious march to join ; 
 
 And spread the sentiments you feel 
 Of faith and love divine. 
 
 3 Oh, come, and to his temple haste, 
 And seek his favour there : 
 
 Before his footstool humbly Dow, 
 And pour your fervent prayer ! 
 
 4 Oh, come, and join your souls to God 
 In everlasting bands ; 
 
 Accept the blessings he bestows, 
 With thankful hearts and hands. 
 
 HYMN 48. C. M. 
 
 1 A M I a soldier of the Cross, 
 J\. A foU'wer of the Lamb? 
 
 And shall I fear to own his cause, 
 Or blush to speak his name 7 
 
 2 Must I be carried to the skies. 
 On flow'ry beds of ease ; 
 
 While others fought to win the prizo^ 
 And sail'd thro' bloody seas 7 
 
 8 Are there no foes for me to face ? 
 
 Must I not stem the flood 7 
 Is this vile world a friend to grace, 
 
 To help me on to God 7 
 
 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign, 
 Increase my courage, Lord ; 
 
50 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, 
 Supported by thy word. 
 
 5 Thy saints in all this glorious war, 
 Shall conquer tho' they die : 
 
 They see the triumph from afar, 
 And seize it with their eye. 
 
 6 When that illustrious day shall rise, 
 And all thine armies shine, 
 
 In robes of vict'ry thro' the skies, 
 The gbry shall' be thine. 
 
 HYMN 49. P. M. 
 
 1 npHE Christians of old, united in one, 
 
 JL As sheep in a fold were never alone ; 
 As birds of a feather they flock'd to their nest, 
 And shelter'd together in Jesus's breast 
 
 2 However employ'd, their joy was the same ; 
 They never were cloy'd in hymning the Lamb ; 
 Their sole recreation to sing of his praise. 
 And publish salvation by Jesus's grace. 
 
 3 Small learning they had, and wanted no more. 
 Not many could read, but all could adore : 
 
 No help from the College or School they receiv'd, 
 Content with his knowledge in whom they be- 
 liev'd. 
 
 4 No riches had they, but riches of grace ; 
 No fondness for play, or passion for praise ; 
 No moments of leisure for trifling employs, 
 Possest of the treasure in God to rejoice. 
 
 5 Men in their own eyes were children again, 
 And children were w'isc and solid as men : 
 The women were fearful of nothing but sin. 
 Their h';cirts were all cheerfuL their consciences 
 
 clean. 
 
 6 Wrapt up in their Lord, his service and love. 
 They liv'd and ador'd, like angels above ; 
 
 To keep in his favour their lives they laid do^vll, 
 And now with their Saviour inherit the crown. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 51 
 
 HYMN 50. Part 2. 
 
 i /~\ WHERE are the men with virtue en- 
 
 \^ dovv'd, 
 To live as did then the servants of God 1 
 The ancient example, who shows us again, 
 Courageous to trample on pleasure and painl 
 
 2 O Jesus, on us the blessing bestow, 
 Us little ones choose thy glory to show; 
 In this generation thy witness raise ; 
 
 The heii's of salvation, the vessels of grace. 
 
 3 Accept our desite, and give us thy love, 
 Thy children inspire with faitli from above ; 
 Purge out the old leaven, and early convert, 
 And open a heaven of grace in our heart. 
 
 4 Begotten again and principled right, 
 
 Good worlcs to maintain, and wallc in tliy hght; 
 We then sliall recover chat vigour of grace, 
 And gladly live over those primitive days. 
 
 5 Our moments below shall pleasantly glide, 
 While nothing we know but Christ crucified; 
 Our whole conversation hi songs shall approve, 
 Thy wonderful passion, thy ransoming love. 
 
 6 And if we must, win the crown, like om* God, 
 And strive against sin resisting to blood, 
 
 Wo more than victorious o'er death shall arise ; 
 AU happy and glorious with Christ in the skies, 
 
 HYMN 51. P. M. 
 
 1 T UKE WARM souls, the foe grows stronger, 
 
 JLi See what hosts your camp surround, 
 Arm to battle, lag no longer. 
 
 Hark ! the silver trumpets sound. 
 Wake, ye sleepers, wake ! what mean yoal 
 
 Sin besets you round about, 
 Up and search, the world's within you, 
 
 Slay or chase the traitor out. ' 
 
52 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 2 VViiat enchants you, sloth or pleasure 7 
 Pluck right eyes— with right hands part ! 
 
 Ask your conscience where's your treasure 1 
 For be certain there's your heait : 
 
 Give the fawning foe no credit. 
 See the bloody flag unfurl'd ; 
 
 Tliat base heart, the truth hath said it. 
 Loves not Gocl, that loves the world. 
 
 3 God and mammon ! O, be wiser, 
 Serve them both ! it cannot be ; 
 
 Ease in warfare, saint and miser, 
 
 These can never well agree : 
 Shun the shame of basely falling, 
 
 Curaber'd captives, clogg'd with clay, 
 Prove vour faith, make sure your calling, 
 
 Wieid the sword, an " win the day. 
 
 4 Onward press toward perfection, 
 Watch and pray and all things prove ; 
 
 Seek to know your owni election, 
 Set vour hearts on things above : 
 
 Shun backsliding, scorn dissembling, 
 Lo! salvation's near in view; 
 
 Work it out with fear and trembling ; 
 'Tis your God that works in you. 
 
 HYMN 52. P. M. 
 
 1 TTAIL to the Lord's anointed ! 
 Xl Great David's greater Son ; 
 
 Hail in the time appointed, 
 
 His reign on earth begun! 
 lie comes to break oppression, 
 
 To set the captive free ; 
 To lake away transgression. 
 
 And rule in equity. 
 
 2 lie comes, with succour speedy, 
 To those who suffer wrong ; 
 
 To help the poor and needy, 
 And bid the weak be strong; 
 
ZlOxV SONGSTER. 53 
 
 To give them songs for sfghing, 
 
 Their darkness turn to light, 
 Whose souls condemn'd and dying, 
 
 Were precious in his sight. 
 
 3 He shall come down, like showers 
 
 Upon the fruitful earth, 
 And love, and joy, like llowers, 
 
 Spring in his path to birth ; 
 Before him, on the mountains, 
 
 Shall peace the herald go, 
 And righteousness in fountains 
 
 From hill to valley flow. 
 
 i For Him sliall prayer unceasing, 
 
 And daily vows ascend ; 
 His kingdom still increasing, 
 
 A kingdom without end : 
 The tide of time shall never 
 
 His covenant remove ; 
 His name shall stand for ever ; 
 
 That name to us is — Love. 
 
 HYMN 53. P. M. 
 
 1 T^HE time is soon coming by the propfiois 
 A. foretold, 
 
 When Zion in purity the world shall behold ; 
 When .Tesus's pure testimony will gain the day 
 Denomination's selfishness will vanish away. 
 
 2 It will then be discover'd who for Jesus will be, 
 And who are in Babylon the saints then will see ; 
 The time of division then will fully be kiK)wn, 
 Between the pure Kingdom and defil'd Babylon. 
 
 3 Led on by the comforter, what sweets will be 
 
 found, 
 What peace, and what harmony, in love wiU 
 
 abound, 
 Losing time things for Jesus, will be counted all 
 
 joy> 
 
 And helping each other, a deliijlitfal employ. 
 
64 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 4 What beauty will the churclies then put on is 
 
 his sight, 
 Being govem'd by Jesus Christ, who always docs 
 
 right, 
 No spots on her countenance, in that glorious day ; 
 Unnecessary ceremonies vanish away. 
 
 5 The watchmen will then lift up their ^•oice3 aa 
 
 one, 
 East, West, North, and South, to and fro they will 
 
 run: 
 Jn the Spirit's pure testimony preach up the crosa, 
 The mysteries of Babylon, will suffer the loss. 
 
 6 But O ! what a storm of persecution will rage, 
 For the cause of old Babylon too many engage ; 
 For beholding their losses, and beginning to sink, 
 They hope to obstruct the light from shining I 
 
 think. 
 
 7 But truth cuts its way, and love will melt down 
 
 all foes, 
 Tlie pure word of God will conquer all who 
 
 oppose ; 
 The church stands in purity, in peace, and in love, 
 In sight of her enemies she rises above. 
 
 8 Let all who would wish to see Millennium begin, 
 Come out, and be separate from sinners and sin, 
 As soon as the churches are redeemed from sin, 
 The day of Millennimn will surely begin. 
 
 HYMN 54. P. M. 
 
 I /^OME, brothers and sisters, who love ene 
 
 \J another, 
 
 And have done for years that are gone ; 
 IIow often we've met him in sweet heavenly unioUi 
 
 Which opens the way to God's throne ; 
 With joy and thanksgiving we'll praise him who 
 
 lov'd us, 
 WTiile we run the bright shining way ; 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 55 
 
 Tliough we part here in body, we're bound for 
 one glory 
 And bound for each other to pray 
 
 2 There was Joshua and Joseph, Elias and Moses, 
 That pray'd and God heard from his throne ; 
 
 There was Abraham and Isaac, and Jacob and 
 David, 
 And Solomon, and Stephen, and John ; 
 There was Simeon and Anna, and I don't know 
 how many. 
 That pray'd as they journeyed along ; 
 Some cast among lions, some bound with rough 
 irons. 
 Yet glory and praises they sung. 
 
 3 Some tell us that praying, and also that praising 
 Is labour that's all spent in vain ; 
 
 But we have such a witness, that God hears 'with 
 swiftness. 
 From praying we will not refrain. 
 There was old father Noah, and ten thousand more, 
 
 Who witness'd that God heard them pray ; 
 There was Samuel, and Hannah, Paul, Silas, and 
 Peter, 
 And Daniel and Jonah we'll say. 
 
 4 That God by his Spirit, or an angel doth visit, 
 Their souls and their bodies while praying : 
 
 Shall wyj all go fainting, while they ali go praising, 
 
 And glorify God in the flame ; 
 God grant us to inherit the same praying spirit, 
 
 While we are a journeying below ; 
 riiat when we cease praying, we shall not ceaM 
 praising. 
 
 But round God's bright throne we shall bow. 
 
 HYMN 55. P. M. 
 
 I T ET all men rejoice, by Jesus restor'd ; 
 J_i We lift up our voice, and call him oxjg 
 Lord; 
 
56 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 His joy is to bless us, and free us from thrall, 
 FrcHu all that oppress us, he rescues us all. 
 
 2 Him Prophet, and King, and Priestwe proclaim, 
 We triumph and sing of Jesus's name ; 
 
 Poor idiots he teaches to show forth his praise, 
 And tell of the riches of Jesus's grace. 
 
 3 No matter how dull the scholar whom he 
 Takes into his school, and gives him to see ; 
 A. wonderful fashion of teaching he hath, 
 
 And wise to salvation, he makes us through faith. 
 
 4 The wayfaring men, though fools, shall nai 
 
 stray. 
 His method so plain, so easy the way ; 
 The simplest believer his promise may prove, 
 And drink of the river of Jesus's love. 
 
 5 Yet not many wise his summons obey, 
 And great ones despise so vulgar a way ; 
 
 And strong ones will never their helplessness own, 
 Or stoo^ to find favour through mercy alone. 
 
 6 And therefore our God the outcasts hath choso. 
 His righteousness show'd to heathens like us ! 
 When wise ones rejected his offers of grace, 
 His goodness elected the foohsh and base. 
 
 7 To baffle the wise, and noble, and strong, 
 He bade us arise an impotent throng, 
 Poor ignorant wretches, we gladly embrace 
 A Prophet who teaches salvation by grace. 
 
 8 Poor outcasts of men, whose souls aredespia'd 
 And left with disdain, by Jesus are priz'd ; 
 
 His gracious creation in us he makes known, 
 And brings us salvation and calls us his own. 
 
 HYMN 56. P. M. 
 
 1 TTOW happy is the pilgrim's lot ; 
 xl How free from every anxious thought^ 
 From worldly hope ani fear ! 
 
ZION SONGSTER 57 
 
 Confin'd to neither court nor cell 
 His sOul disdains on earth to dwell, 
 He oaly sojourns here. 
 
 2 -This happiness in part is mine, 
 Already sav'd from low design. 
 
 From every creature love ! 
 Blest with the scorn of finite good, 
 My soul is lighten'd of its load. 
 
 And seeks the things above. 
 
 3 The things eternal I pursue, 
 A. happiness beyond the view ; 
 
 Of those that basely pant, 
 For things by nature felt and seen ; 
 Their honours, wealth, and pleasures uiean, 
 
 I neither have nor want. 
 
 4 I have no babes to hold me here, 
 But children more securely dear, 
 
 For mine I humbly claim ; 
 Better than daughters or than sons, 
 Temples divine of living stones, 
 
 Inscribed with Jesu's name. 
 
 5 No foot of land do I possess, 
 No cottage in this wilderness ; 
 
 A poor wayfaring man. 
 I lodge awhile in tents below, 
 Or gladly wander to and fro, 
 Till I my Canaan gain. 
 
 6 Nothing on earth I call my own ; 
 A stranger to the world unknown, 
 
 I all their goods despise : 
 I trample on their whole delight. 
 And seek a city out of sight, 
 
 A city in the skies. 
 
 7 There is my house and portion fair, 
 My treasure and my heart are there, 
 
 ABd my abiding home ; 
 8 
 
58 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 For me my elder brethren stay, i 
 And angels beckon nie away, 
 And Jesus bids me come ' 
 
 6 I come, thy servant, Lord, replies, 
 I come to meet thee in the skies, 
 
 And claim my heavenly rest ! 
 Now let the pilgrim's journey end, 
 Now, O my Saviour, Brother, Friend, 
 
 Receive me to thy breast ! 
 
 HYMN 57. C. M. 
 
 1 'T^ELL us, O women we would know, 
 
 JL Whither so fast ye move 7 
 "We call'd to leave this world below, 
 Are seeking one above." 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Friends of the Bridegroum we shall reign, 
 
 Saviour we ask 7io more : 
 Hail Lamb of God/or sinners slain 
 
 IVhom Heav'n andearlh adore. 
 
 2 Whence came ye. say, and what the place 
 That ye are travelling from ? 
 
 "From tribulation, we, through grace, 
 Are now returning home." 
 
 3 Is not your native dwelling here ] 
 Like you not this abode 1 
 
 "We seek a better country far, 
 A city built by God." 
 
 HYMN 5S. S. M. 
 
 1 "VrOUNG people all attention give, 
 
 JL While I address you in God's name: 
 You who in sin and folly live. 
 
 Come hear the counsel of a friend. 
 I've sought for bliss in glittering toys, 
 
 And rang'd the luring scenes of vice ; 
 But never knew substantial joys, 
 
 Until I heard my Saviour's voice. 
 
 2 He spake at once my sins forgiv'n,, 
 And wash'd my load of guilt away ; 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 59 
 
 H« gave me glory, peace, and heav'n, 
 And thus I found the heav'nly way. 
 
 And now with trembling sense I view, 
 The billows roll beneath your feet ; 
 
 For death eternal waits for you 
 Who slight the force of gospel truth. 
 
 3 Youth, like the spring, will soon be gone, 
 By tleeting time or conqu'ring death ; 
 
 Your morning sun may set at noon, 
 
 And leave you e\er in the dark. 
 Your sparkling eyes, and blooming cheeks, 
 
 Must wither like the blasted rose ; 
 The coffin, earth, and winding-sheet, 
 
 Will soon your active limbs enclose. 
 
 4 Ye heedless ones that wildly stroll, 
 The grave will soon become your bed. 
 Where silence reigns and vapours roll, 
 
 In solemn darkness round your head. 
 Your friends will pass the lonesome place, 
 
 And with a sigh move slow along ; 
 Still gazing on the spires of grass. 
 
 With which your graves are overgrown. 
 
 5 Your souls will land in darker realms. 
 Where vengeance reigns and billows ruar, 
 
 And roll amid the burning flames. 
 When thousand, thousand years are o'er. 
 
 Sunk in the shades of endless night, 
 To groan and howl in endless pain, 
 
 And never more behold the light, 
 And never, never rise again. 
 
 C Ye blooming youth, this is the state, 
 
 Of all who do free grace refuse ; 
 And soon with you 'twill be too late. 
 
 The way of life hi Christ to choose. 
 Come lay your carnal weapons by. 
 
 No longer fight against your God ; 
 But with the Gospel now comply. 
 
 And heav'n shall be your great reward. 
 
60 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 HYMN 59. P. M. 
 
 1 "p AREWELL, my dear orethren, the tune is ai 
 S. hand, 
 
 That we must be parted from this social band, 
 Our several engagements now call us away, 
 Our parting is needful, and we must obey. 
 
 2 Farewell, my dear brethren, farewell for awhile, 
 We'll soon meet again, if kind Providence smile : 
 But when we are parted, and scatter'd abroad, 
 Let's pray for eacn other and wrestle with God. 
 
 3 Farewell, faithful soldiers, you'll soon be dis- 
 
 charg'd, 
 The war will be ended, your treasures enlarg'd ; 
 With shouting and singing, tho' Jordan may roar. 
 We'll enter fair Canaan, and stand on the shore. 
 
 4 Farewell, ye yomig converts, who're listed for 
 
 war, 
 Sore trials await you, but Jesus is near: 
 Altho' you must travel the dark wilderness, 
 Your Captain's before you, he'll lead you to peace. 
 
 5 The world, and the devil, and hell all unite. 
 And bold persecution will try you to fright ; 
 But Jesus is for you, who is stronger than they, 
 Let this animate you to march on your way. 
 
 6 Farewell, seeking mourners, with sad broken 
 
 heart, 
 O hasten to Jesus, and choose the good part ; 
 He's full of compassion, and mighty to save. 
 His arms are extended, your souls to receive. 
 
 7 Farewell, faithful Christians, farewell, all around 
 I'erhaps we'll not meet till the last trump shedl 
 
 sound ; 
 To meet you in glory, I give you my hand. 
 Our Saviour to praise in tho heavenly land. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 61 
 
 HYMN 60. P.M. 
 
 1 "TTTHAT think you of Christ] is tlie test 
 
 V V To try both your state and your schem* 
 You caiuiot be right in the rest, 
 
 Unless you think rightly of him. 
 As Jesus appears in our view, 
 
 As he is beloved or not; 
 So God is disposed to you, 
 
 And mercy or wrath are your lot, 
 
 2 Some take him a creature to be, 
 A man, or an angel at most : 
 
 Sure these have not feelings like me. 
 Nor know themselves wretched ami lost: 
 
 So guilty, so helpless am I, 
 1 durst not confide in his blood, 
 
 Nor on his protection rely, 
 Unless I were sure he is God. 
 
 3 Some call him a Saviour, in word. 
 
 But mix their own works with his plan ; 
 And hope he his help will afford, 
 
 When they have done all that they can : 
 If doings prove rather too light, 
 
 (A little, they own, they may fail) 
 They purpose to make up full weight, 
 
 15y casting his name in the scale. 
 
 4 Some style liim the pearl of great pnce, 
 And say he's the fountain of joys; 
 
 Yet feed upon folly and .vice, 
 And cleave to the world and its toys ; 
 
 Like Judas, the Saviour they kiss. 
 And while they salute him, betray; 
 
 Ah ! what will profession like this 
 Avail in his terrible day 1 
 
 5 If ask'd what of Jesus I think 1 
 
 Though still my best thoughts are but poor, 
 I say, he's my meat and my drink. 
 My li)e. and my strength, and ray store; 
 
62 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 My Sliepherd, my Husband, my Friend, 
 My Saviour from sin and from thrall, 
 
 My hope from beginning to end, 
 My portion, my Lord, and my All. 
 
 HYMN 61. P. M. 
 
 1 i^OME, my brethren, let us try 
 V^ For a little season, 
 
 Every burden to lay by ; 
 Come, and let us reason. 
 
 2 \Vliat is this ihal casts you dowTi? 
 What is this that grieves you 7 
 
 Speak, and let the worst be known, 
 Speaking may relieve you. 
 
 3 Christ at times by faith I view 
 And it doth relieve me, 
 
 But my doubts return anew. 
 They are those that grieve me. 
 
 4 Troubled Uke the restless sea, 
 Feeble, faint and fearful, 
 
 Plagu'd with every sore disease, 
 How can I be cheerfiill 
 
 5 Think on what your Saviour bore 
 In the gloomy garden. 
 
 Sweating blood at ev'ry pore, 
 To procure thy pardon. 
 
 C View him nailed to the tree. 
 
 Bleeding, groaning, dying, 
 See, he suffered this for thee. 
 
 Therefore be behevmg. 
 
 7 Joseph took his body down, 
 Shrouded it in linen. 
 
 Laid it in the silent tomb. 
 And returned mourning. 
 
 8 Jesus rises from the tomb, 
 Angels fly from glory. 
 
 Bee what glory shines around, 
 Ualleiujah, glory. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 63 
 
 9 Brethren don't you feel tlie llarael 
 Sisters don't you love him 1 
 
 Let us join to praise his name, 
 Let us never grieve him. 
 
 10 Soon we'll meet to part no more, 
 Soon we'll meet in heaven, 
 
 There we'll join the saints above, 
 And for ever praise him. 
 
 HYMN 62. P. M. 
 
 1 "XTE carnal professors who stand on your lees, 
 
 X. Amidst your vain pleasures, your profits 
 and ease ; 
 God calls you, arise and escape for your life, 
 And look not behind you, remember Lot's wife. 
 
 2 Awake from your slumbers and warning re 
 
 ceive ; 
 'Tis Jesus that calls you, the message believe ; 
 While danger's around you, escajpe for your hfe. 
 And look not behind you, remember Lot's wife. 
 
 3 Tlie ways of religion, true pleasures afford, 
 No pleasure can equal the joy of my Lord ; 
 Forsake then the world, and escape for your life, 
 And look not behind you, remember Lot's wife. 
 
 i How many poor souls has the tempter bo- 
 
 guil'd. 
 With specious temptations how many defil'd, 
 Then be not deluded, escape for your hfe, 
 And look not behind you, remember Lot's wife. 
 
 5 The first bold apostate will tempt you to stray, 
 He'll tell you no danger of falling away ; 
 He means to deceive you, escape for your life. 
 And look not be*iind you, remember Lot's wife. 
 
64 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 HYMN 63. P. M. 
 
 1 T TTHY should I be affrighted at pestilence or 
 
 VV war, 
 The fiercer the tempest the sooner it is o'er ; 
 With Jesus in the vessel, the billows rise in vain, 
 They only shall escort rae to yonder blissful plain. 
 
 2 This world is full of dangers, and foes that 
 
 press me hard, 
 But Jesus he has promis'd, that he will be my 
 
 fuard; 
 shall not be tempted above what I ran bear, 
 When fighting's done, escorted, his kingdom for 
 to share. 
 
 8 From him I have my orders, and while 1 do obey, 
 I find his holy spirit illuminates my way; 
 
 The way is so delightful, I wish to travel on. 
 Till 1 arrive at heav'n, to receive a starry crown. 
 
 4 Although my flesh is mortal, immortal is my 
 
 hope, 
 I'll try like holy Moses, to gain the mountain top ; 
 \Vhen at Jehovah's bidding, with cheerfulness to 
 
 die, 
 And then ascend to heaven, to reign above the 
 
 sky. 
 
 9 Tliough sinners do despise rae, and laugn at what 
 
 I say, 
 1 find a little number walk in tlie holy way ; 
 Come on, come on, my brethren, they mock'dour 
 
 Jesus too, 
 The crown appears before us, and Jesus in om 
 
 view. 
 
 6 I must conclude my story, although against my 
 
 will, 
 I wish to have the power, to sing while I can feel 
 I lung to see the time, when immortal 1 shall be. 
 And sliout, and praise my Saviour, to all eternity 
 
ZION SON 5STKK. 65 
 
 HYMN 64. C. M. 
 
 1 T> ISE, Zion, shine, thy light Is comt, 
 Xv The glorious day's begun ; 
 
 T>^.ose beams we see, how bright they be, 
 Dart from the glorious sun. 
 
 2 Of righteousness that rising is, 
 The day doth dawn apace ; 
 
 Those songs of praise we hear are lays, 
 Of Christ and his free grace ; 
 
 3 Are tokens plain, the Lamb once slain, 
 Is hast'ning to his throne ; 
 
 The bride doth say, Come haste away, 
 My dear beloved one. 
 
 4 The saints rejoice, the turtle's voice, 
 Is heard within our land ; 
 
 The hundred forty-four thousand. 
 Do on Momit Zion stand. 
 
 5 And there they sing to Christ their King, 
 With songs of such a strain. 
 
 That there are none but those alone, 
 For whom the Lamb was slain, 
 
 6 Can learn the song that saints do sing ; 
 The song of Moses now 
 
 Is laid aside by the Lamb's bride, 
 For 'lis a note below. 
 
 7 Ye taught ones of the Lord, sing prai.se 
 T' the Lamb upon the throne ; 
 
 For it was he, taught you and me, 
 To sing the Lamb's new song. 
 
 HYMN 65. P. M. 
 
 I TTOW sweet t» reflect on those joys that 
 
 XI await me, 
 
 In yon blissful region, the haven of rest, 
 Where glorify'd spirits with welcome shall greet 
 me. 
 
 And lead me to mansions prepar'd for the blest; 
 
 Q 
 
66 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Encircled in light, and with glory enshrouded, 
 My happiness perfect, my mind sliy unclouded, 
 I'll bathe in the ocean of pleasure unbounded, 
 And range with delight through the Eden of 
 Love. 
 
 2 While angeUck legions, with harps tun'd celea- 
 
 tial, 
 Harmoniously join in the concert of praise, 
 The Saints, as they flock from the regions terres- 
 trial, 
 In loud hallelujahs their voices will raise ; 
 The song of redemption shall echo through hea- 
 ven, 
 My soul will respond, to Immanuel be given. 
 All glory, all honour, all might and dominion, 
 Who 'brought us through grace to the Ederi of 
 Love. 
 
 3 Hail blessed estate ! Hail ye songstersof "loiy ! 
 Ye harpers of bliss, soon I'll meet you above ! 
 
 And join your full choir in rehearsing the story, 
 "Salvation from sorrow, through Jesus's love." 
 Tho' prison'd in earth, yet by anticipation, 
 Already my soul feels a sweet prelibation 
 Of joys that await me, when freed from probation, 
 My heart's now in heaven, the Eden of Love. 
 
 HYMN 66. P. M. 
 
 1 TTE sons of war, 1 pray draw near, 
 
 jL And hst as generous volunteers, 
 Become onr royal brothers here 
 
 I mean as valiant soldiers ; 
 You'll enter into present pay. 
 And feasting live from day to day, 
 Turn right about and march away. 
 
 And Jesus wiM support you. 
 
 2 Ye careless sons of Adam's race, 
 Who long have trod in folly's ways, 
 O turn about to Zion's face, 
 
 And meet Apollyon's forces ; 
 
ZlOiN SONGSTER. 67 
 
 Gird on your sword and glitt'ring shield, 
 And with your hjehnet take the field, 
 And fight your way and never yield, 
 And Jesus will support you. 
 
 3 The bounty you shall have in hand. 
 If you will list in Jesu's band, 
 
 Your cajjtain in the front will stand, 
 
 And beat your foes before you ; 
 Come throw your rebel weapons down, 
 And seek for honour and renown, 
 And you shall wear a starry crown. 
 
 For Jesus will support you. 
 
 4 You long have been the slaves of sin, 
 With dire corruption deep within, 
 The Christian warfare now begin, 
 
 And face ApoUyon's forces ; 
 The breast-plate take of righteousnesa, 
 Your feet be shod with gospel peace, 
 Be daily at the throne of grace. 
 
 And Jesus will support you. 
 
 5 Desert the cause of Heaveii'* foe 
 Before you plunge in endless wo, 
 Now courage take, to Jesus go, 
 
 And he will now receive you ; 
 From sin and Satan you'll get free, 
 And happy seasons you shall see, 
 And gain the Christian's hberty, 
 
 For Jesus will support you. 
 
 6 No more in Satan's ranks appear. 
 But to our banner pray draw near, 
 We'll win the day, you need not fear, 
 
 'Tliough earth and hell oppose us, 
 Our cai)tain he is always brave, 
 And able still his men to save, 
 He conquer'd death, hell, and the jrrav*. 
 And he will still support you. 
 
68 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 7 Let not sinners you affright, 
 Altho' they rsige and vent their spUe, 
 Wear but the Christian's armour right, 
 
 And none can stand before you : 
 Altho' your parents should oppose, 
 Your dearest friends become your foei^ 
 Yet sweetly with the gospel close, 
 
 And Jesus will support you. 
 
 8 And when the war is at an end, 
 Our captain still will be our friend, 
 We'll wing our way and up ascend 
 
 To reign with him in glory ; 
 Then shall our tears be wip'd away 
 Our night be turn'd to endless day, 
 And on our golden harps we'll play, 
 
 The joyful song of heaven. 
 
 HYMN 67. C. M. 
 
 1 TERUSALEM, my happy home, 
 J O how I long for thee ! 
 
 When will my sorrows have an end 1 
 Thy joys when shall I see 1 
 
 2 Thy wails are all of precious stone, 
 Most glorious to behold ; 
 
 Thy gates are richly set with pearl, 
 Thy streets are pav'd with gold. 
 
 3 Thy garden and thy pleasant walks, 
 My study long have oeen ; 
 
 Such dazzling views by human sight, 
 Have never yet been seen. 
 
 4 If heaven be thus glorious, Lord, 
 Why should I slay from thence 1 
 
 What folly's this that I should dread 
 To die and go from hence ! 
 
 5 Reach down, O Lord, thine arm of graco. 
 And cause me to ascend, 
 
 Where congregations ne'er break up, 
 And sabbaths never end. 
 
ZION SONGSTER 69 
 
 5 Tesus, my Lord, to glory's gone, 
 
 Ilim will I go and see ; 
 And all my brethren here below, 
 
 Will soon come alter me. 
 
 7 My friends, I bid you all adiiiu. 
 1 leave you in God's care ; 
 
 And if I never more see you, 
 Go on, rU meet you there. 
 
 8 Wlien we've been there ten Acusand ycar& 
 Bright shining as the sun ; 
 
 We've no less days to sing God's praisa 
 Than when we first begun. 
 
 HYMN 68. P. M. 
 
 1 npiJE Lord into his garden come, 
 J^ The spices yield a rich perfume 
 The lilies grow and thrive : 
 
 Refreshing showers of grace divine. 
 From Jesus flow to every vine. 
 And make the dead revive. 
 
 2 O that this dry and barren ground, 
 In springs of water may abound, 
 
 A fruitful soil become ; 
 The desert blossom as the rose, 
 When Jesus conquers all his foes, 
 
 And makes his people one. 
 
 3 The glorious time is coming on, 
 The gracious work is now begun, 
 
 My soul a witness is : 
 I taste and see the pardon free, 
 For all mankind as well as me. 
 
 Who come to Christ may live. 
 
 4 The worst of sinners here may find 
 A Saviour merciful and kind. 
 
 Who will them all receive ; 
 None are too vile who will repent, 
 Out of one sinner legions went, 
 
 The Lord did him reheve. 
 
/ 
 
 70 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 5 Come, brethren dear, who know the Ix>rcl. 
 And taste the sweetness of his word, 
 
 In Jesu's ways go on : 
 Our troubles and our trials here, 
 Will only make us richer there, 
 
 When we arrive at home. 
 
 6 We feel that heav'n is now begun. 
 It issues from the sjiarkling throne, 
 
 From Josu's throne on high: 
 It comes in floods we can't contain. 
 We drink, and drink, and drink again, 
 
 And yet we still are dry. 
 
 7 But when we come to dwell above, 
 And all surround the throne of love, 
 
 We'll drink a full supply ; 
 Jesus will lead his armies through. 
 To living fountains where they flow, 
 
 That never will run dry. 
 
 8 'Tis there we'll reign, and shout and .sing. 
 And make the upper regions ring. 
 
 When all the saints get home : 
 Come on, come on, my brethren dear, 
 Soon we shall meet together there, 
 
 For Jesus bids us come. 
 
 9 Amen, Amen, my soul replies, 
 I'm bound to meet you in the skies, 
 
 And claim my mansion there ; 
 Now here's my heart, and here's my hand, 
 To meet you in that heavenly land. 
 
 Where we shall part no more. 
 
 HYMN 69. P. M. 
 
 I T^ARK and thorny is the desert, 
 
 ±J Through which pilgrims make their way. 
 Vet beyond this vale of sorrow, 
 
 Lie the fields of endless day ; 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 71 
 
 Fiend3loud howling through the desen, 
 
 Make them tremble as they go, 
 ^d the tier J darts of Satan 
 
 Often bring their courage low. 
 
 i O young soldiers, are you weary 
 
 Of the roughness of the way ; 
 Does your strength begin to fail you, 
 
 And your vigour to decay 1 
 Jesus, Jesus, will go with you : 
 
 He will lead you to his throne ; 
 lie who died his garments for you, 
 
 And the wine-press trod alone. 
 
 S He whose thunder shakes creation, 
 
 He who bids the planets roll : 
 He who rides upon the tempest, 
 
 And whose sceptre sways the whole : 
 Round him are ten thousand angels 
 
 Ready to obey command, 
 They are always hov'ring round you. 
 
 Till you reach the heavenly land. 
 
 4 There, on flow'ry hills of pleasure, 
 Lie the fields of endless rest ; 
 
 Love, and joy, and peace for ever 
 Reign and triumph in your breast. 
 
 Who can paint the scenes of glory 
 Where the ransom'd dwell on higli, 
 
 There on golden liarps for ever 
 Soimd redemption through the sky. 
 
 5 There's a million flaming seraphs 
 Fly across the heav'nly plain, 
 
 Where they sing immortal praises; 
 
 Glory, glory, is their strain. 
 But methinks a sweeter concert. 
 
 Makes the heav'nly arches ring : 
 And the song is heard in Zion, 
 
 Which til 3 angels cannot sing. 
 
72 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 7 O their crowns ! how bright they sparkle 
 
 Such as monarchs never wore : 
 They are gone to richer pastures, 
 
 Jesus is their shepherd there. 
 Kail ! ye happy, happy spirits, 
 
 Death no more sliall make you fear, 
 Grief nor sorrow, pain nor anguisli, 
 
 Shall no more distress you there. 
 
 HYMN 70. P. M. 
 
 1 npiIE wondrous love of Jesus, 
 
 X From doubts and fears it frees u^ 
 With pitying love he sees us, 
 
 A toiling here below: 
 Through trioulation driven. 
 We'll force our way to heaven ; 
 Through consolation given. 
 
 Rejoicing on we'll go. 
 
 2 Companions now distressed, 
 By Satan sore oppressed, 
 Cheer up, you'll be relieved, 
 
 Your Captain's gone before. 
 In every trying hour, 
 He'll save you by his power, 
 And bring you safe to heaven, 
 
 On that eternal shore. 
 
 3 O yonder is the glory. 
 It lies but just before you, 
 And there we'll tell tlie story, 
 
 Of all-redeeming love : 
 And there we shall for ever. 
 Drink of that flowing river. 
 And ever, ever, ever, 
 
 Surround the throne of love. 
 
 4 There in the blooming Garden 
 Of Eden, gain'd by pardon, 
 Upon the banks of Jordan 
 
 W e will v.orship the I.amb ; 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 73 
 
 We'll sing the song of Moses, 
 While Jesus sweet composes, 
 A song that never closes 
 
 Of pleasures to his name. 
 
 HYMN 71. P. M. 
 
 1 "DRETHREN, we have met to worship 
 Jj And adore the Lord our God ; 
 
 Will you pray with all your power, 
 
 While we try to nreach the wordi 
 All is vain unless tne Spirit 
 
 Of the Holy One comes dowr, 
 Brethren, pray, and holy manna 
 
 Will be shower'd all around. 
 
 2 Brethren, see poor sinners round you 
 Slumbering on the brink of wo, 
 
 Death is coming, hell is moving, 
 
 Can you bear to let them go 7 
 See our fathers, and our mothers, 
 
 And our children sinking down ; 
 Brethren, pray, and holy manna 
 
 Will be shower'd all around 
 
 3 Brethren, here are poor backsliders, 
 Who were once near heaven's dodt^ 
 
 But they have betray'd their Saviour, * 
 
 And are worse than e'er before ; 
 Yet the Saviour offers pardon. 
 
 If they will lament their wound, 
 Brethren, pray, and holy manna 
 
 Will be shovfer'd all around. 
 
 4 Sisters, will you join and help, hko 
 Moses's sister helped him. 
 
 While you see the trembling sinne>^' 
 
 Who are struggling hard with sliiT 
 Tell them all about the Saviour, 
 
 Tell them that he will be found ; ' 
 
 Pray on, sisters, and the manna 
 
 Will be shower'd all around. 
 10 
 
74 ZfON SONGSTER. 
 
 5 Let us love our God supremely, 
 
 Let us love each other too, 
 Let us love and pray for sinners, 
 
 Till our God makes aU things new; 
 Tlien he'll call us home to heaven, 
 
 At his table we'U sit down, 
 Christ will gird himself and serve us 
 
 With sweet manna all around. 
 
 HYMN 72. P. M. 
 
 1 npiIERE we shall reign with Jesus, on thai 
 JL delightful shore, 
 
 And shout with the redeemed, our trials are all 
 
 o'er; 
 The wicked cease from troubling, the weary are 
 
 at rest, 
 And we shall reign with Jesus, eternal ages blest. 
 
 2 We shall be like the angels, in that immortal 
 
 throng. 
 And shout aloud salvation, 'twill be our lasting 
 
 song; 
 They sing creating goodness, and we redeeming 
 
 love, 
 And this shall be our bus'ness, in the bright worlds 
 
 above. 
 S This love so freely flowing, it animates our 
 
 heart, 
 This love is still abounding, in every place and 
 
 part. 
 This love can ne'er be ended, though faith and 
 
 hope should cease, 
 This love can ne'er be bounded, but ever will iu- 
 
 crease. 
 4 This Inve through endless ages, it ever is the 
 
 same, 
 Tis this our heart engages, to love and serve the 
 
 Lamb ; 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 75 
 
 Unites us altogether, and makes us of one soul, 
 U is the Balm of Gilead, it makes the wounded 
 whole. 
 
 HYMN 73. P. M. 
 
 1 T7"E who knew your sins forgiven, 
 
 JL And are happy in the Lord, 
 Have you read that gracious promise, 
 
 Which is left upon record : 
 
 1 will sprinkle you with water, 
 
 I will cleanse you from all sin. 
 Sanctify and make you holy, 
 I will dwell and reign within. 
 
 2 Though you have much peace and comfort, 
 Greater things you yet may find, 
 
 Freedom from unholy tempers, 
 
 Freedom from the carnal mind. 
 To procure your perfect freedom, 
 
 Jesus suffer'd, groan'd, and died. 
 On the cross the healing fountain, 
 
 CJushed from his wounded side. 
 
 3 O ye tender babes in Jesus, 
 Hear your heav'nly Fathei'^s will, 
 
 Claim your portion, plead his promise. 
 
 And he quickly will fidfil. 
 Pray, and the refining fire. 
 
 Will come streaming from above, 
 Nuw believe and gain the blessing, 
 
 Nothing less than perfect love. 
 
 i If you have obtain'd this treasure. 
 
 Search and you shall surely find. 
 All the Christian marks and graces, 
 
 Planted, growing, in your mind. 
 Perfect faith, and perfect patience, 
 
 Perfect lowliness, and then, 
 Perfect hope, and perfect meekness, 
 
 Perfect love for God and man. 
 
76 ZION SONGSTEK. 
 
 5 But, be sure to gain the witness, 
 Wliich abides both day and night ; 
 
 This your God has plainly proniis'd, 
 This is like a stream ol" light. 
 
 While you keep the blessed witness, 
 All is clear and calm within ; 
 
 God himself assures you by it, 
 That your heart is cleans'd from sia. 
 
 6 Be as holy and as happy, 
 And as useful here below, 
 
 As it is your Father's pleasure, 
 
 Jesus, only Jesus know. 
 Spread, O spread the holy fire, 
 
 Tell, O tell what God has done, 
 Till the nations are conformed 
 
 To the image of his Son. 
 
 7 Witnesses might be produced 
 Of this glorious work of love, 
 
 Paul and James, and John and Peter, 
 Long before they went above. 
 
 Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, 
 Have, and do, and will appear. 
 
 Let me ask the solemn question. 
 Has the Lord a witness here 1 
 
 8 Wake up brother, wake up sister, 
 Seek, O seek this holy state, 
 
 None but holy ones can enter, 
 Thro' the pure celestial gate. 
 
 Can you bear the thought of losing 
 All the joys that are above 1 
 
 No my brother, no my sister, 
 God will perfect you in love. 
 
 9 May a mighty sound from heaven, 
 Suddenly come rushing down, 
 
 Cloven tongues like as of fire, 
 May they set on all around. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 77 
 
 O may every soul be filled 
 
 With the Holy Ghost to-day, 
 It IS coining, it is coming, 
 
 prepare, prepare the way. 
 
 HYMN 74. P. M. 
 
 1 /^OME, my brethren dear, 
 
 yj Since we now have met here, 
 For to tell what we've met since here last 
 
 'Mongst the rest I do rise, 
 
 Being bound for the skies, 
 For to tell thro' what conflicts I've past. 
 
 2 My friends have tried each scheme, 
 Once more to make me dream. 
 
 About happiness here upon earth ; 
 
 But I've glory in my view. 
 
 And my journey I'll pursue, 
 And, by gi'ace, travel on until death. 
 
 3 Satan hath tried his force. 
 For to stop up my course. 
 
 And direct me in some other way ; 
 
 The world hath strove in vain 
 
 My aflfections to gain. 
 And once more for to lead me astray. 
 
 4 Many times I do sigh, 
 And oft weep and cry. 
 
 Through troubles of various kinds; 
 
 But blessed be the Lord, 
 
 I am told in his word, 
 That an end of my conflicts I'll find. 
 
 5 No, it will not be long, 
 
 'Till I shall change my song. 
 From sighs and from groans unto praise ; 
 
 With the angels VU meet, 
 
 To walk the golden street. 
 And join with bright saints in their lays! 
 
78 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 6 My friends, I want to go 
 And leave all things below, 
 
 While I view them singing above i 
 
 1 want to walk the plains, 
 
 And in more exalted strains, 
 To praise the Redeemer of love. 
 
 7 We'll sing Moses's song. 
 While we do march along. 
 
 And the gates of the city march through 
 Bearing palms in our hands. 
 And bright crowns on our heads, 
 
 Wearing white robes of righteousness too, 
 
 HYMN 75. P. M. 
 
 I T LOVE my blessed Saviour, 
 
 X I feel I'm in his favour, 
 And I am Ids for ever, 
 
 If I but faithful prove ; 
 And now I'm bound for Canaan, 
 
 1 feel my sins forgiv'n, 
 
 And soon sliall get to heaven, 
 To sing of his love. 
 
 2 Poor sinners may deride me, 
 And unbelievers chide me. 
 But nothing shall divide me. 
 
 From Jesus my friend. 
 Supported by his power, 
 I long to see the liour, 
 Tiiat bids my spirit tower, 
 
 And all my troubles end. 
 
 3 The pleasing time is haet'ning. 
 My tott'ring fi'ame is wasting. 
 While I'm engaged in praismg, 
 
 Impell'd by his love. 
 When yonder shining orders. 
 Who sing on Canaan's borders, 
 3hall bear me to their Lord, there 
 
 To praise him above. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 7d 
 
 4 Mv thirsty soul is panting, 
 My body almost fainting, 
 
 While praise and prayer are ventinft 
 
 From my feeble tongue. 
 Flow ardent my desire, 
 Lord Jesus, raise me higher, 
 To join the holy choir. 
 
 In that immortal song. 
 
 5 Farewell, I'm bound for glory, 
 How pleasing is the story ! 
 Those shining worlds before me, 
 
 Invite me to be gone. 
 Had I angels' ninions, 
 I'd range the bright dominions. 
 And join the shining millions, 
 
 Who're shouting round the throne. 
 
 6 The pleasing smile of Jesus, 
 The rapturous soimd increases, 
 And tunes the heavenly voices, 
 
 Throughout the ethereal plains. 
 My llesh and spirit failing, 
 My soul in transports hailing, 
 Bright seraphs in their dwelling, 
 
 I sing immortal strains. 
 
 HYMN 76. P. M. 
 
 1 /^ UIDE me, O thou great Jehovah, 
 vjr Pilgrim thro' this barren land ; 
 
 1 am weak, but thou art mighty — 
 
 Hold me with thy powerful hand : 
 Bread of heaven, 
 Feed me till I want no more. 
 
 2 Open now the crystal fountain, 
 \Vhence the healing streams do flow} 
 
 Let the fiery, cloudy pillar, 
 Lead me all my journey through 
 Strong deliv'rer! 
 lie thou still my strength and shield. 
 
80 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 3 Feed me \vith the heavenly manna, 
 In tliis barren wildemess : 
 
 Be my sword, and shield, and banner, 
 Be my robe of righteousness : 
 Fight and conquer 
 All my foes by sov'reign grace. 
 
 4 When I tread the verge of Jordan, 
 Bid my anxious fears subside ; 
 
 Foe to death, and hell's destruction, 
 Land me safe on Canaan's side ; 
 Songs of praises 
 I will ever give to thee. 
 
 HYMN 77. P. M. 
 
 1 "DEGONE! unbelief my Saviour is nea*", 
 Jj And for my relief will surely appear ; 
 
 By prayer let me wrestle, and he will perform, 
 With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm. 
 
 2 Tho' dark be my w^ay, since he is my guide, 
 'Tis mine to obey, 'tis his to provide ; 
 
 Tho' cisterns be broken, and creatures all fail, 
 The word he has spoken shall surely prevail. 
 
 3 His love in time past forbids me to think 
 He'll leave me at last in trouble to sink ; 
 Ea'ch sweet Ebenezer I have in review, 
 Confirms his good pleasure to bring me quit* 
 
 through. 
 
 4 Since all that I meet shall work for my good, 
 The bitter is sweet, the med'cine is food: 
 Tho' painful at present„'twill cease before long, 
 And then, O how pleasant the conqu'ror's song. 
 
 HYMN 78. P. M. 
 
 1 npiiE fields are all white, the harvest is near. 
 X Tiie reapers all with their sharp sickles 
 appear. 
 For to reap down the wheat, and to gather in barns, 
 Wliile the wild plants of nature are left for to bum 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 81 
 
 fi Come then, O my soul, meditate on that day, 
 When all things in natuue shall cease and decay. 
 When the trmnpet shaD sound, and the angclB 
 
 appear, 
 For to reap dcvvn the earth, both the wheat and 
 
 the tare. 
 
 3 But hear the sad cries that ascend to the sky, 
 Of those in distress, who have no where to fly, 
 But will call to the rocks and the mountains to fall 
 On their naked souls, for to hide them withal. 
 
 4 But 'twill allbe in vain, for the .mountains miitl 
 
 flee. 
 The rocks fly like hailstones, and shall no more be; 
 The earth it shall quake, and the seas shall retire^ 
 And this solid world shall be then all on fire. 
 
 5 But hear the kind Judge, in that day of alarms- 
 First gather my saints and bring them to my arms, 
 That the seven last plagues may be pour'd out oB 
 
 those 
 Who have blasphemed my name, and my saints 
 have oppos'd. 
 
 6 ITien Oh ! wretched mortals, look up and espy 
 The glorious Redeemer, marching thro' the sky, 
 On a chariot of fire, to the earth he is bound, 
 With a guard of bright angels attending him down. 
 
 7 Come hither, ye nations, your sentence receive, 
 No longer my spirit shall strive and be griev'd. 
 My judgment is riglit, my sentence is just, 
 Come hither ye blessed, depart all ye curst. 
 
 S O sinners take warning, and seek ye the Lord, 
 I have not been jesting, it is Christ's own word, 
 That those who've done good in glory shall stand, 
 But those who've done evilshall surely be damned. 
 9 So farewell, I leave you lo ponder your way, 
 May the Lord seal instruction to what I now say, 
 That our scuis to God's throne may be pour'd out 
 
 in pray'r 
 That wo may beprepar'dtomeet Christ in the »ir 
 
82 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 HYMN 79. P. M. 
 
 1 /^OME all ye poor sinners, and stay not be- 
 \J hind, 
 
 Ye poor and ye needy, ye halt and ye blind, 
 Accept of the gospel, before 'tis tco late, 
 Or burnings eternal must L e your hard fate. 
 
 2 The rich man, we read, did the beggar d-espise, 
 IXjK in hell in sad torment he lifted his eyes ; 
 
 He saw the good Abra'm In mansions above, 
 In his bosom the beggar lay clasped in love. 
 
 3 He cries. Father Abra'm, pray send me rehefj 
 For I am in torment, in pain, and in grief; 
 Good Abra'm replies, Son, remember of late, 
 You sumptuously fared, and boasted your state. 
 
 4 At your gate the poor beggar lay sick and dis- 
 
 tre&s'd, 
 You refused him food, anddepriv'd him of rest; 
 The dogs had compassion, and licked his sores, 
 While on the poor beggar you barired your doors. 
 
 5 A deep and broad gulph is now placed between, 
 Which cannot be passed although you are seen, 
 In justice you're doom'd in that place to remaiiu 
 While the beggar rejoices, to hnger in pain. 
 
 6 I pray, father Abra'm, the rich man rejoin'd, 
 Send the beggar to warn my five brethren behind, 
 That they may in season, petition for grace, 
 
 And not Be consign'd to tlvis tormenting place. 
 
 7 They have the free gospel, good Abra'm reply'd 
 The Prophets, and Moses, and others beside ; 
 
 If these will not strike their vile bosoms with 
 
 dread, 
 They would not beheve tho' one rose from the 
 
 dead. 
 
 8 Come all ye poor sinners, take warning by this 
 For death will soon place you in torment or blis4 
 Prepare to meet Jesus in meekness and love, 
 That when he appears he'll receive you above. 
 
'H 
 
 ZION SONGSTER. 83 
 
 HYMN 80. P. M. 
 
 OW firm a foundation, ye saints of ilia 
 Lord, 
 
 Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ; 
 VVhat more can he say than to you he hath said, 
 Vou who unto Jesus for refuge have fled ] 
 
 2 In every condition, in sickness and health, 
 In poverty's vale ; or abourwling in wealth, 
 At home and abroad, on the land, on the sea, 
 
 As thy days may demand, shall thy strength ever 
 be. 
 
 3 Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismay'd, 
 I, I am thy God, and will still give thee aid : 
 
 I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to 
 
 stand. 
 Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand. 
 
 4 When thro' the deep waters I call thee to go, 
 The rivers of wo shall not thee o'erflow. 
 
 For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless': 
 And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 
 
 5 When thro' fiery trials thy path-way shall 11^ 
 My grace all-sutScient shall be thy supply ; 
 The flames shall not hurt thee, I only design 
 Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. 
 
 6 Ev'n down to old age all ray people shall prove 
 My sov'reign, eternal, unchangeable love ; 
 
 And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn, 
 Like Iambs they shall still in my bosom be borne. 
 
 7 The soul that on Jesus doth lean for repose, 
 I will not, I will not desert to his foes ; 
 
 That soul, tho' all hell should endeavour to shako, 
 I'll never — no, never — no, never forsake. 
 
 HYMN 81. P. M. 
 
 1 "PVROOPING saints no longer grieve, 
 
 U Heaven is propitious. 
 If on Christ you do believe. 
 
 You will find him precious. 
 
84 ZIOxV SONGSTER. 
 
 Jesus now is passing by, 
 Calls the mourners to him ; 
 
 He has died for you and I, 
 Now look up and view him. 
 
 2 From his hands, his feet, his side, 
 Runs a healing fountain ; 
 
 See the consolation tide, 
 
 Boundless as the ocean. 
 See the living waters move, 
 
 For the sick and dying ; 
 Now resolve to gain his love, 
 
 Or to perish trying. 
 
 3 Grace's store is always free. 
 Drooping souls to gladden ; 
 
 Jesus calls, " Come unto me," 
 
 Weary, heavy laden. 
 Though your sins like mountains rine 
 
 Rise and reach to heaven ; 
 Soon as you on him rely, 
 
 " AU shall be forgiv'n." 
 
 4 Now methinks I hear one say, 
 I will go and prove him ; 
 
 If he takes my sins away. 
 
 Surely I shall love him. 
 Yes, I see the Father smile, 
 
 Smiling moves my burden : 
 All is grace, for I am vile. 
 
 Yet he seals ray pardon. 
 
 5 Streaming mercy, how it flows, 
 Now I know, I feel it ; 
 
 Half has never yet been told, 
 
 Yet I want to tell it. 
 Jesus's blood has heal'd my wounds, 
 
 Oh the wond'rous story; 
 I was lost, but now am found, 
 
 Glory ! Glory ! Glory ! 
 
 6 Glory to my Saviour's name. 
 Saints are bound to love him ; 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 85 
 
 Mourners you may do the same, 
 
 Only come and prove him. 
 Hasten to the Saviour's blood, 
 
 Feel it and declare it ; 
 
 that I could sing so loud, 
 All the world might hear it. 
 
 7 If no greater joys are known 
 In the upper regions ; 
 
 1 will try to travel on, 
 
 In tnis pure religion. 
 IIeaven'"s here, and heaven's there, 
 
 Glory's here and yonder ; 
 Brightest seraphs shout Amen, 
 
 While the angels wonder. 
 
 HYMN 82. L. M . 
 
 1 rpHOUGII in the outward church below, 
 X The wheat and tares together grow ; 
 
 .lesus ere long will weed the crop, 
 And pluck the tares in anger up. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 For soon the reaping time will come, 
 And angels shout the harvest home. 
 
 2 Will it relieve their horrours there, 
 To recollect their stations here ; 
 
 How much they heard, how much they kno w, 
 How much among the wheat they grew 1 
 
 3 Oh ! this will aggravate their case. 
 They perish'd under means of grace ; 
 To them the word of life and faith 
 Became an inslrunient of death. 
 
 4 We seem alike when thus we meet. 
 Strangers might think we all were wheat ; 
 But to the Lord's all-searching eyes, 
 Each heart appears without disguise. 
 
 5 The tares are spar'd for various ends, 
 SoQ?.e for the sake of praying friends; 
 
86 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Others the Lord, against their wJUi 
 Employs his counsels to fulfil. 
 
 6 But the' they grow so tall and strong, 
 His plan will liot require them long ; 
 In harvest when he saves his OAvn, 
 The tares shall into hell be thrown. 
 
 7 Most awful thought and is it so 1 
 Must all mankind the harvest know? 
 Is every man a wheat or tare 1 
 
 Me, for that harvest, Lord prepare. 
 
 HYMN 83. P. M. 
 
 1 "\7T3 children of Zion, w^ho're aiming for 
 
 X glory, 
 Enlisted with Jesus to fight against hell, 
 New Canaan's bright borders are now just before 
 
 you, 
 Though Jordan's proud billows its banks over- 
 swell. 
 Ten thousands have cross'd it, and are now in 
 
 glory, 
 A shouting and te'ling the triumphant story, 
 And Jesus, our Saviour, will bring us all over, 
 In the land of sweet Canaan, for ever to dwell 
 
 2 This makes my heart joyful, it fills me with 
 
 pleasure. 
 That suff 'ring and toiling will one day be o'er ; • 
 At the feet of mv Saviour, I'll there count my 
 
 treasure. 
 Where sin, pain, and sorrow, can reach me no 
 
 more. 
 Be bold and courageous, and fear not the devil, 
 Though he shouldspeak of you all manner of evil, 
 For tho' Satan rages, yet Jesus engages. 
 To l7ring us all shouting to Canaan's bright shore- 
 
 3 Like ships on the oceEin, we're tossed by com- 
 
 motion. 
 Bui Christ is the pilot, and he's a sure guide . 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 87 
 
 If sick and afflicted, kind love has a lotion 
 Which flows in abundance from Jesus's side, 
 Though Satan's wild -whirlwinds, like deluges 
 
 roaring, 
 And floods of temptation as hail are down-pouring, 
 Though devils should haunt you, yet let them not 
 
 daunt you. 
 For Jesus rules over the wind and the tide. 
 
 4 I feel his love blazing, my spirits are raising. 
 Had I angels' pinions, away I would go, 
 
 And see that bright city, and hear angels praising, 
 And all the enjoyment of glory to know. 
 To our great Father, that shines throughout hea- 
 ven, 
 All glory from saints and from angels be given ; 
 My heart's all on fire, my Jesus draws nigher. 
 His love, like an ocean, all through me doth flow. 
 
 5 His love so constrains me, this earth can't con- 
 
 tain me. 
 My soul is so joyful, I'm fill'd with new wine, 
 'Tis gi"ace that supports me, and glory awaits me 
 "While beams from sweet heaven all round me dc 
 
 shine. 
 Bright angels attend me where'er I am going, 
 Sweet Jesus directs me, whatever I'm doing; 
 A subject of wonder, on which angels ponder, 
 That besgars are raised to a life so divine. 
 
 HYMN 84. P. M. 
 
 1 TTEAR the royal proclamation, 
 XI The glad tidings of salvation, 
 
 Publishing to every creature, 
 To the ruin'd sons of nature. 
 
 CHOBirS. 
 
 Jesus reigns, he reigns victorious. 
 Over heaven and earth inoat glorious, 
 
 Jesus reigns. 
 
 2 See the royal banner flying. 
 Hear the heralds loudly crying. 
 
88 ZION SOxNCtSTSR... 
 
 '* Rebel sinners, roy il favour 
 Now is offered by the Saviour." 
 
 3 Hear ye sons of wrath and ruin, 
 Who have wrought your own undoinj 
 Here is hfe and free salvation, 
 Offer'd to the whole creation. 
 
 4 Turn untv. tlie Lord most holy, 
 Shun the paths of vice and folly ; 
 Txun, or you are lost for ever, 
 Ob now turn to God the Saviour. 
 
 5 'Twas for you that Jesus died, 
 For you he was crucified; 
 Conquer'd death, and rose to heaven^ . 
 Life eternal's through him given. 
 
 6 Here is wine, and milk, and honey. 
 Come, and purchase without money ; 
 Mercy hke a flowing fountain. 
 Streaming from the holy mountain. 
 
 7 For this love let rocks and mountains 
 PurUng streams and crystal fountains, 
 Roaring thunders, lightnings' blazes, 
 Shout the great Messiah's praises. 
 
 8 Now our hearts have caught new fire 
 Brethren, raise your voices higher; 
 Shout with joyful acclamation, 
 
 To the King of our salvation. 
 
 9 Shout, ye tongues of every nation, 
 To the bounds of the creation ; 
 Shout the praise of Judali's Lios^ 
 The Almighty Prince of Zion. 
 
 10 Shout, ye saints, make joyful ment'on». 
 Christ hath purchas'd our redemption ; 
 Angels, shout the pleasing story, 
 Througli the brighter world of glory* 
 
ZION ^ONGSTER. 
 
 HYMN 85. L. M. 
 
 1 T^HE tree of life my soul hath seen, 
 X Laden with fruit and always green, 
 
 The trees of nature fruitless be, 
 Compar'd with Christ, the apple tree. 
 
 2 His beauty doth all things excel, 
 By faith I know, but ne'er can tell. 
 The glory which I now do see, 
 
 In Jesus Christ the apple tree. 
 
 3 'Tis happiness which I have sought 
 And pleasure dearly have I bought 
 I've miss'd of all, but now I see 
 
 'Tis found in Clirist the apple tree. 
 
 4 I'm weary of my former toil, 
 Here I will sit and rest awhile, 
 Under the shadow I will be, 
 Of Jesus Christ the apple tree. 
 
 5 With great delight I'll make my stay, 
 There's none shall fright my soul away ; 
 Among the sons of men I see. 
 There's none like Christ the apple tree. 
 
 6 I'll sit and eat this fruit divine, 
 
 It cheers my heart like holy wine : 
 And now the fruit is sweet to me. 
 That grows on Christ the apple tree. 
 
 7 This fruit doth make my soul to tlirive 
 And keeps my dyin ^ faith alive ; 
 
 It makes my soul in haste to be 
 With Jesus Christ the apple tree. 
 
 HYMN 86. L. M. 
 
 1 T'M not ashamed to own my Lord, 
 A Who lives by angels now ador'd ; 
 
 That Jesus who onc#died for me. 
 Who bore my sins in agony. 
 
 2 I'm not asham'd to own his laws, 
 Nor to defend his noble cause ; 
 
 12 
 
90 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 The way he's gone, is mark'd with blood, 
 
 may I tread the steps he trod. 
 
 3 I'm not asham'd to bear my cross, 
 For which I count all things as dross; 
 Whate'er I'm bid to do or say, 
 
 If Christ command I will obey. 
 
 4 I'm not asham'd to be despis'd, 
 By those wha ne'er religion priz'd ; 
 Nor will I prove to Christ untrue 
 For all that men can say or do. 
 
 5 This world's vain honours I will shun, 
 The narrow way to life I'll run, 
 
 That this at last my boast may bo, 
 My Saviour's not ashamed of me. 
 
 HYMN 87. P. M. 
 
 1 rr^HO' sinners would vex me, 
 
 X And troubles perplex me, 
 Against inclination, ah I what shall I do? 
 
 No longer a rover, 
 
 My follies are over. 
 For one thing is needful, and that I'll pursue. 
 
 2 Vain pleasure's deceitful, 
 Sin to me is hateful. 
 
 But more lasting pleasure I hope for to find, 
 
 This world is a bubble, 
 
 A life full of trouble, 
 My thoughts now fly upwaids and leave all be- 
 hind. 
 
 3 The bells are a tolling. 
 The wheels are a rolling. 
 
 Some gallant gay fair one gaps to their long home, 
 
 If dead out of Jesus, 
 
 The Lord will not save us, 
 And to live in glory we never can come. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 91 
 
 4 O pray for conversion, 
 Shun foolish diversion, 
 
 Use much self-denial, and take up your cross, 
 
 Do this for a season. 
 
 And use your own reason. 
 And time will soon prove you'll not be at a loss. 
 
 5 If time is a treasure, 
 There's none for vain pleasure, 
 
 Look up to the giver with faith's steadfast eye, 
 
 Believe on that Jesus 
 
 Who died to save us. 
 For time flies apace, and eternity's nigh. 
 
 6 My soul starts with wonder 
 To think how the thunder 
 
 Will shake all creation at the angel's call, 
 
 Time is now no longer, 
 
 The aged and younger. 
 Shall hear the dread sentence, for Christ's all in 
 all. 
 
 7 Behold how divided, 
 The judgment decided. 
 
 Poor sinners bewailing their folly in hell. 
 
 But glory to Jesus, 
 
 Believing he'll save us, 
 With angels in glory his praises we'll swell. 
 
 HYMN 88. S. M. 
 
 1 T>ESIDE the gospel pool, 
 
 JLj Appointed fbr the poor, 
 From year to year my helpless soul 
 
 Has waited for a cure. 
 
 How often have I seen 
 The healing waters move, 
 And others round me stepping in. 
 Their efficacy prove. 
 
 3 But my complaints remain, 
 I feel the very same, 
 
92 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 As full of guilt, and fear, and pain, 
 As when at first I caiue. 
 
 4 O would the Lord appear, 
 My malady to heal , 
 
 He knows how long I've languish'd here, 
 And what distress 1 feel. 
 
 5 How often have I thought, 
 Why should I longer lie '{ 
 
 Surely the mercy I have sought, 
 Is not for such as I. 
 
 6 But whither can I go 1 
 There is no oUier pool, 
 
 Where streams of sov'reign virtue flow 
 To make a sinner whole. 
 
 7 Here, then, from day to day, 
 rU wait, and hope, and cry ; 
 
 Can Jesus hear a sinner pray, 
 Yet sulfer him to die 1 
 
 8 No, he is full of grace, 
 He never wiU permit 
 
 A soul that fain would see his face, 
 To perish at his feet 
 
 HYMN 89. P. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, while he dwelt below, 
 J As divine historians say. 
 
 To a place would often go ; 
 
 Near to Kedron's brook it lay; 
 la this place he lov'd to be, 
 And 'twas nam'd Gethsemane. 
 
 2 Full of love to man's lost race, 
 On this conflict much he thought ; 
 
 This he knew, the destin'd place. 
 
 And he lov'd the sacred spot. 
 Therefore 'twas he lik'd to be 
 Often in Gethsemane. 
 
 3 Come at length the dreadful night 
 Vengeance with iCs iron rod. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 93 
 
 Stood, and with collected might, 
 
 Bruis'd the harmless Lamb of God. 
 See, my soul, thy Saviour see, 
 Grovelling in Gethsemane. 
 
 4 There my Saviour bore my guill ; 
 This through grace can be believ'd 
 
 But the horrours which he felt, 
 Are too vast to be conceiv'd: 
 None can penetrate through thee, 
 Doleful, dark Gethsemane, 
 
 5 Sins against a holy God, 
 
 Sins against his righteous laws — 
 Sins Eigainst his love, his blood — 
 
 Sins against his name and causer- 
 Sins immense as is the sea, 
 Hide me, O Gethsemane. 
 
 6 Saviour, all the stone remove 
 From my flinty, frozen heart ; 
 
 Thaw it with the beams of Love — 
 Pierce it with a blood-dipt dart. : 
 Wound the heart that wounded thee ; 
 Melt me in Getlisemane. 
 
 HYMN 90. P.M. 
 
 1 "XTTHEN Joseph his brethren beheld, 
 
 VV Afllicted and trembling with fear 
 His heart with compassion was fiU'd, 
 
 From weeping he could not forbear. 
 Awhile his behaviour was rough. 
 
 To bring their past sins to their mind ; 
 But when they v/ere humbled enough, 
 
 He hasted to show himself kind. 
 
 2 How little they thought it was he, 
 Whom they had ill-treated and sold I 
 
 How great their confusion must be, ^ 
 
 As soon as his name he had told ? 
 "1 am Joseph your brother," he said, 
 
 "And still to my heart you are dear . 
 
94 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Vou sold me, and thought I was dead, 
 But God for your sake sent :ne here." 
 
 3 Tliough greatly distressed before, 
 When charg'd with purloining the cup: 
 
 They now were confounded much more, 
 Not one of them durst to look up. 
 
 "(Jan Joseph whom we would have slain, 
 Forgive us the evil we didi 
 
 And will he our household maintain 1 
 Oil, this is a brother indeed!" 
 
 4 Thus, dragg'd by my conscienro, I came 
 And ladcn'd with guilt to the Lu, d ; 
 
 Surrounded with terrour and shaiue, 
 
 Unable to utter a word ; 
 At first he look'd stern and severe, 
 
 What anguish then pierced my heart; 
 Expecting each moment to hear 
 
 The sentence, "Thou cursed, depart!" 
 
 & But oh ! what surprise when he spoke, 
 
 While tenderness beam'd in liis face ; 
 My heart then to pieces was broke, 
 
 O'erwhelm'd and confounded by grace : 
 "Poor sinner, I know thee fullweil, 
 
 By thee I was sold and was slain 
 B|jt I died to redeem tliee from hell, 
 
 Ajad raise thee in glory to reign. 
 
 6 "i am Jesus whom thou hast blasphem'dj 
 Ahd crucify'd often afresh ; 
 
 But let me henceforth be esteem'd 
 Thy brother, thy bone, and thy flesh : 
 
 My pardon I freely bestow, 
 Thy wants I will freely supply ; 
 
 rU guide thee and guard thee below. 
 And soon will remove thee on high. 
 
 7 "Go publish to sinners around. 
 That they may he willing to come, 
 
 The mercv which now you have found, 
 And tell'tliem that yet there is room." 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 95 
 
 Oh sinners, the message obey ! 
 
 No more vain excuses pretend ; 
 But come, without further delay, 
 
 To Jesus our Brother and Friend. 
 
 HYMN 91. P. M. 
 
 1 (~\i^ thou in whose presence my soul iake» 
 
 V^ delight, 
 
 On whom in affliction I call : 
 My comibrt by day, and my song in the night. 
 
 My hope, my salvation, my all. 
 Where dost thou at noontide resort with thy sheep, 
 
 To feed on the pasture of love 1 
 For why in the valley of death should I weep, 
 
 Or alone in the wilderness rove 1 
 
 8 Or why should I wander an alien from thee. 
 
 And cry in the desert for bread 1 
 My foes will rejoice \jhen my sorrows they see, 
 
 And smile at the tears I have shed. 
 Ye daughters of Zion, declare, have you seen 
 
 The Star that on Israel shone 1 
 Say, if in your tents my beloved has been, 
 
 And where with his tlocks he has gone 1 
 
 8 This is my Belov'd, his form is divine, 
 
 His vestments shed odours around ; 
 The locks on his heaa are as grapes on the vine, 
 
 Wlien autumn with plenty is crown'd. 
 Tlie roses of Sharon ; the lilies that grow, 
 
 In the vales on the banks of the streams, 
 On his cheeks in the beauty of excellence glow, 
 
 And his eyes are as quivers of beams. 
 
 4 His voice as the sound of the dulcimer sweet, 
 Is heard through the shadoiys of death ; 
 
 The cedars of Lebanon bow at his feet, 
 The air is perfum'd with his breath. 
 
 his lips as a fountain of righteousness flow, 
 That waters the garden of grace ; 
 
96 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 From vvnich their salvation, tiie Gentiles shaU 
 know, 
 
 And bask in the smiles of his face. 
 S Love sits in his eyelids, and scatters delight 
 
 Through all the bright mansions on high : 
 Their faces the cherubims veil in his sight, 
 
 And tremble with fulness of joy. y 
 He looks, an ' ten thousand of angels rejoice, 
 
 And myriads wait for his word ; 
 He speaks — ana eternity, fiU'd with his voice, 
 
 Re-echoes the praise'of her Lord. 
 
 HYMN 92. P. M. 
 
 1 "P\EAR Jesus ! here comes and knocks at thy 
 xJ door, 
 
 A beggar for crumbs, distressed and poor, 
 Blind, lame and forsaken, all roU'd in his blood 
 At last overtaken when running from God. 
 
 2 I own I deserve no favour to see, 
 
 So long did I swerve and waflder from thee, 
 Till brought by afflictions my follies to mourn ; 
 Now under conviction to thee I return. 
 
 3 For since thou hast said, thou'lt cast away 
 
 none 
 VVlio fly to thine aid as sinners imdone ; 
 Now, Lord, I am come as condemned to die. 
 And on this sweet promise I humbly rely. 
 
 HYMN 93. P. M. 
 
 I TTOW painfully pleasing the fond recollec- 
 Xl tion 
 
 Of youthful emotion and innocent joy, 
 When blest with parental advice and affection, 
 Surrounded with mercies, with peace from on 
 high ; 
 I still view the chair of my sire and my mother, 
 The seats of their offspring are rang'd on eacli 
 hantl. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 97 
 
 Ind that richest book which excels ev'ry other, 
 That family Bible which lay on the stand, 
 
 The old-fashioned Bible, the dear blessed Bible^ 
 Thejamily Bible that lay on the stand. 
 
 2 That Bible, the volume of God's inspiration, 
 
 At morn and at evening could yield us delight, 
 The prayer of our sire was a sweet invocation, 
 
 For mercy by day, and safety through night 
 Our hymns of thanksgiving with harmony swefl- 
 ing, 
 
 All warm from the heart of a family band, 
 Half rais'd us from earth to that rapturous dwell- 
 ing, 
 
 Describ'd in the Bible that lay on the stand, 
 
 7^ old-fashioned Bible, 4"c. 
 
 } Yc scenes of tranquillity, long have we parte-i, 
 
 My hopes almost ^one, and my parents no 
 more ; 
 In sorrow and sadness I live broken-hearted, 
 
 And wander unknown on a far distant shore ; 
 Vet how can I doubt a dear Saviour's proteo- 
 tiori, 
 
 Forgetful of gifts from his bountiful hand ; 
 Oh ! let me with patience receive his correction. 
 
 And think of the Bible that lay on the stanc^ 
 The oldfashioned Bible, Sfc. 
 
 HYMN 94. P. M. 
 
 1 /^O, ye heralds of salvation. 
 vX Go, proclaim redeeming olood 
 Publish to that barb'rous nation, 
 Peace and pardon from our God 
 
 Tell the heathen, 
 None but Christ can do them good 
 13 
 
98 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 2 Wliile the gospel trump you're sounding, 
 May the spirit seal the word, 
 And, through sov'reign grace aboundingt 
 Heathen DOW and own the Lord, 
 
 Idols leaving, 
 God alone shall be »>dor'd. 
 8 Distant fhough our seals are blending, 
 Still our hearts are warm and true . 
 Sii our nray'rs to heav'n ascending, 
 Brethren — we'll remember you ; 
 
 Heav'n preserve you, 
 Safely all your journey through. 
 
 4 When your mission here is fin<»h'd 
 And your work on earth is done, 
 May your souls by grace replenish'd, 
 Find acceptance through the Son ; 
 
 Thence admitted. 
 Dwell forever near his throne. 
 
 HYMN 95. C. M. 
 
 1 rpHERE is a fountain fill'd with bloo 
 X. Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; 
 
 And sinners plung'd beneath that flood, 
 Lose all their guilty stains. 
 
 2 The dying thief rejoic'd to see 
 That fountain in his day, 
 
 And here have I, as vile as he, 
 Wash'd all my sins away. 
 
 3 E'er since by faith, I saw the stream 
 Thy flowing wounds supply, 
 
 Redeeming love has been my theme, 
 
 And shall be till I die. 
 i Then in a nobler, sweeter song, 
 
 I'll sing thy power to save, 
 When this poor lisping, stanun'ring tongac 
 
 Lies silent in the grave. 
 5 Lord, I believe thou hast prepar'd 
 
 (Unworthy though I be,"! 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 99 
 
 Tot me a blood-bought free reward, 
 A golden harp for me ! 
 
 7 'Tie slnmg, and tun'd for endless years. 
 
 And form'd by power divine ; 
 To sound in God the Father's ears 
 
 No other name but thine. 
 
 HYMN 96. L. M. 
 
 1 T^IIE Saviour calls his people sheep, 
 X And bids them on his love rely ; 
 
 For he alone their souls can keep, 
 And he alone their wants supply 
 
 2 The bull can fight, the hare can flee, 
 The ant in summer food prepare ; 
 
 But helpless sheep, and such are we, 
 Depend upon the shepherd's care. 
 
 3 Jehovah is our shepherd's name. 
 Then what have we, tho' weak, to fear? 
 
 Our sin and folly we proclaim, 
 If we despond while he is near 
 
 4 When Satan threatens to devour, 
 When troubles press on ev'ry side, 
 
 Think on our Shepherd's care and pow'r, 
 He can defend, and he provide. 
 
 5 See the rich pastures of his grace, 
 Where in full streams salvation flows 
 
 Tlrere he appoints our resting place, 
 And we may feed secure from foes. 
 
 6 There, midst the flock, the shepherd dwells 
 The sheep around in safety lie ; 
 
 The wolf, in vain, with malice swells, 
 For he protects them with his eye. 
 
 7 Dear Lord, if I am one of thine. 
 From anxious 'thoughts I would be free 
 
 To trust, and love, and pi-aise, is mine, 
 The care of all b*^loags to thee. 
 
100 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 HYMN 97. P. M. 
 
 1 "I" TOW precious is the name, brethren sing< 
 Xl brethren sing, 
 
 How precious is the name, brethren sing, 
 
 How precious is the name of Christ our Pas 
 
 chal Lamo. 
 Who bore our sin and sharne, on the tree, or. 
 
 the tree 
 
 2 I've given all for Christ, he's my all, he's my 
 
 aU. 
 I've given aH for Christ, he's my ail ; 
 I've given all for Christ, and my spirit cannot 
 
 rest, 
 Unless he's in my breast, reignmg there, reignini; 
 
 there 
 
 3 His easy yoke I'll bear with delight, witli 
 
 dehght. 
 His easy yoke I'll bear with delight ; 
 His easy yoke I'll bear, and his cross I will not 
 
 fear; 
 His name I will declare, evermore, evermore. 
 
 4 I feel the love of God in my soul, in my souL 
 I feel the love of God in my soul, 
 
 I feel the love of God, in my lieart 'tis shed 
 
 abroad ; [below. 
 
 And I will serve my God here below, here 
 
 HYMN 98. L. M. 
 
 1 /~\ THAT my load of sin were gone, 
 V^ O that I could at last submit, 
 
 At Jesus's feet to lay it down ! 
 To lay my soul at Jesus's feet J 
 
 2 Rest for my soul I long to find : 
 Saviour of all, if mine thou art, 
 
 3ive me thy meek and lowly mind 
 And stamp thine image on my heaurU 
 
 Break off the yoke of inbred sin, 
 And fully set my spirit free, 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 101 
 
 I cannot rert till pure within, 
 Tiil 1 sun wholly lost in thee. 
 
 4 Fain would I learn of thee my God, 
 Thy light and easy burden prove, 
 
 The cros?i all otBin'a with hallow'd blood, 
 The labour of thjr dying love. 
 
 5 I would, but thou must give the power, 
 My heart from ev'ry sin release ; 
 
 Bring near, bring n'icr the joyful hour, 
 And fill me with thy perfect peace. 
 
 5 Come, Lord, the drcop'Tig sinner cheer, 
 
 Nor let thy chariot wiifcea delay : 
 Appear, in my poor heart *v j-».ar ; 
 
 My God, my Saviour, coit^ away \ 
 
 HYMN 99. Sf. M 
 
 1 /^OME, thou long-expect'iJ J>>su» 
 V/' Born to set thy peopk fVwc , 
 
 From our fears and sins release .-v- 
 Let us find our rest in thee. 
 
 2 Israel's strength and consolation, 
 Hope of all the earth thou art ; 
 
 Dear desire of ev'ry nation, 
 Joy of every longing heart. 
 
 3 Born thy people to deliver ; 
 Born a child, emd yet a King ; 
 
 Bom to reign in us for ever, 
 Now thy gracious kingdom bring 
 
 4 By thine own eternal Spirit, 
 
 ^ Rule in all our hearts alone ; 
 By thine all-sufBcient merit, 
 Raise us to thy glorious throne. 
 
i02 ZION SONGbTER. 
 
 HYMN 100. P. M. 
 
 1 TTAIL, happy believer in Jesus ! 
 
 Xj. Tho* all things around thee may frown, 
 At present whatever thy case is, 
 
 This know, thou art born to a crown : 
 Then let not earth's trifles oppress thee, 
 
 Thy kingdom's preparing above ; 
 Be faithful and Jesus will bless thee, 
 
 With joys that can never remove. 
 
 2 O envy not those that aspire 
 
 In splendour and honour to live ; 
 When their's is all burnt up with fire, 
 
 Thy portion vnM be to receive. 
 Hail, happy believer in Jesus ! 
 
 No longer for trifles now care ; 
 Thy kingdom above never ceases, 
 
 And Jesus will soon call thee there. 
 
 HYMN 101. P. M. 
 
 1 TTOSANNA to Jesus, I'm fill'd with his 
 XX praises, 
 
 Come, O my dear brethren, and help me to sing. 
 No theme is so charming, no love is so warming, 
 It gives joy and gladness and comfort within. 
 
 2 Hosanna is ringing ; I'm happy while singing, 
 And shouting the praises of Jesus's name : 
 The angels in glory repeat the glad story 
 
 Of Jesus's love, which i§ made known to men. 
 
 3 Hosanna to Jesus who di'd to redeem us, 
 I'll serve him and love him wherever I go ; 
 He's now gone to heaven ; the Spirit he's give 
 To quicken and comfort his children below. 
 
 4 Hosanna for ever, his grace like a river, 
 Is rising and spreading all over the land; 
 His love is unbo jnded, to all it's extended 
 And sinners are feeling the heavenly flamsi 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 103 
 
 5 Hosanna to Jesus! my soul how it pleases, 
 To see sinners falling and crying to God : 
 Then shouting and praising, they cry, " 'Tis 
 
 amazing, 
 •*We've found peace and'pardon in Jesus's blood. 
 
 6 " Hosanna is ringing, hax'k, how they are singing ; 
 "All glory to Jesus, we've tasted his love." 
 
 The kingdom of heaven to mortals is given, 
 And rolls through my soul from the mansions 
 above. 
 
 7 Hosanna to Jesus ; my soul feels him precious 
 In bright beams of glory he comes from above. 
 My heart i j now glowing, I feel his love flowing : 
 I'm sure that my Jesus 1 really do love. 
 
 S Hosanna is ringing, the saints now are singing, 
 And marching to glory in bright royal bands : 
 Oome on, my dear brethren, let's press towards 
 
 heaven, 
 For Jesus invites us with crowns in his hand. 
 
 9 Hosanna to Jesus ; my soul sweetly rises, 
 I'll soon be transported to a happier clime, 
 Where I shall see Jesus, and dwell on his praises, 
 And with him in glory eternally shine. 
 
 HYMN 102. P. M. 
 
 1 npHE trump of the gospel resounds through 
 X the land, 
 
 Repent for the kingdom of heaven's at hand, 
 Awake thou that sleepest, arise frortPbe dead, 
 And Christ shall enlighten thy heart and thy head. 
 
 2 While the rich, poor, wise, simple, the aged 
 
 and youth, 
 In the north, south, and west, are embracing the 
 
 truth ; 
 Bring near, hoavenly Father, to us the glad hour, 
 The times of refreshing, the day of thy power. 
 
 3 With bowels of mercy. Oh Jesus, sun^ey, 
 The great congregation assembled to-day , 
 
104 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Of varions tenets, the price of thy blond, 
 Who all have revolted and wander'd from God. 
 
 4 With the cloud of thy glory o'ershadow the 
 
 v?hole, 
 A deep veneration impress on each soul ; 
 A.nd strengthen thy servants thy word to proclaim, 
 And work for the honour and praise of thy name. 
 
 5 In copious effusion thy free Spirit shed, 
 Re-quicken the living, and quicken the dead; 
 Thy image celestial on penitents stamp. 
 And waken the shout of a king in the camp. 
 
 6 Bring bigotry prostrate, like Dagon of old. 
 O'erturn Satan's king, thy standard unfold ; 
 And raise up an army, thy name to adore, 
 VVliile Hfe's current' flows, and when time is no 
 
 more. 
 
 HYMN 103. P. M. 
 
 1 TTTHITHER goest thou, pilgrim stranger, 
 VV Passing through this darksome vale ? 
 Know'st thou not 'tis full of danger, 
 And will not thy courage fail 7 
 
 Fm bound for the kingdom, 
 Will you go to glory with me 7 
 HaUelujah, hallelujah. 
 
 2 Pilgrim mb\i dost justly call me, 
 Wandering o'er this waste so wide; 
 
 Yet no harm will e'er befall me 
 While I'm blest with such a guide. 
 
 3 Such a guide ! — No guide attends thee 
 Hence for thee my fears arise ; 
 
 If some guardian power befriends thee, 
 'Tis unseen by mortal eyes. 
 
 4 Yes, unseen — but still believe me, 
 Siiuh a guide my step attends : 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 105 
 
 tTc'll in every strait relieve me— 
 He from every harm defends. 
 
 5 Pil^m ! see that stream before thee ! 
 
 Daikly winding through the vale ; 
 Should its deadly waves run o'er thee, 
 
 Would not then thy courage fail 1 
 G No : that st«ream has nothing frightful, 
 
 To its brink my steps I bend ; 
 There to plunge will be delightful, 
 
 There my pilgrimage will end. 
 7 Wliile I gazed— with speed surprising 
 
 Down the stream she plung'd from sight, 
 Gazing still, I saw her rising 
 
 Like an angel, cloth'd with light. 
 
 HYMN 104. C. M. 
 
 1 /^OME all ye mourning pilgrims deai, 
 KJ Who are bound for Canaan's land, 
 
 Take courage, and fight valiantly. 
 
 Stand fast with sword in hand": 
 Our Captain he is gone before. 
 
 Our Fathers only Son ; 
 The pilgrims dear, O do not fear, 
 
 But let us follow on. 
 
 2 Thro' a dark howling wilderness, 
 To Canaan's peaceful shore ; 
 
 A land of pits, and snares, and death ; 
 
 Where chilling winds do roar ; 
 But Jesus will go through with us, 
 
 And guard us by the way ; , 
 
 Though enemies examine us, 
 
 He'll tell us what to fay. 
 
 3 Apol. Good morning, brother traveller, 
 Pray tell to me your name ; 
 
 And whither you are travelling to ; 
 
 Likewise from whence you came. 
 Pil. My name it is Bold Pilgrim, 
 
 To Canaan I am bound ; 
 14 
 
106 ZIOX SONGSTER. 
 
 I'm from the howling wilderness, 
 And the enchanted ground. 
 
 4 Apol. Pray what is that upon your head 
 That shines so clear and bright '\ 
 
 Likewise the covering of your breast, 
 
 So dazzling to my sight I 
 What kind of shoes are those you wear, 
 
 On wliich you boldly stand ? 
 Likewise the shining instrument 
 
 You hold in your right hand'f 
 
 5 Pil. With glorious hope upon my head, 
 And on my breast a shield, 
 
 With this bright sword 1 mean to fight, 
 
 Until I win the field : 
 My feet are shod with gospel peace, 
 
 On which I boldly stand ; 
 I mean to fight until I die. 
 
 And gain fair Canaan's land. 
 
 6 Apol. You'd better stay with me, young mau. 
 And give your journey o'er ; 
 
 Your Captain now is out of siglit, 
 
 His face you'll see no more. 
 My name is old ApoUyon, 
 
 This land belongs to me. 
 And for your arms and pilgrim's dress, 
 
 I'll give it all to thee. 
 
 7 " Oh no !" replies the pilgrim bold, 
 "Ycur offer I disdain : 
 
 A glitt'ring crown of righteousness 
 
 I shortly shall obtain ; 
 If I continue faithful to 
 
 My blessed Lord's command, 
 I shall be heir with him above 
 
 Of CanEian's fruitful land. 
 B The pleasant fields of Canaan, 
 
 How beauteous to behold ! 
 The vcdleys clad in Uving gre«n, 
 
 The mountains ting'd with gold I 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 107 
 
 The trees of life with lieavenly fruit, 
 
 Behold how rich they stand ! 
 Blow, gentle gales, and bear my sou! 
 
 Away Lo Canaan's land. 
 
 9 Sweet rivers of redeeming love, 
 Through Canaan's land do roll ; 
 
 Bright beams of dazzling glory 
 
 Illuminate my souL 
 Ten thousand thousand glitt'ring crowns, 
 
 All set with diamonds bright ! 
 And there my Saviour Jesus reigns, 
 
 Who is my heart's delight. 
 
 10 Come, all ye mourning pilgrims deaf. 
 Fresh courage take by me ; 
 
 Meanwhile I'll tell to you, my friends, 
 
 How I this land did see : 
 Through faith, the glorious telescope, 
 
 I saw the worlds above. 
 And God the Father reconciled, 
 
 Which fills my soul with love." 
 
 HYMN 105. P. M. 
 
 1 SOMETIMES a light surprises 
 O The Christian while he sings i 
 
 It is the Lord who rises 
 
 With healing in his wings ; 
 When comforts are declining, 
 
 He grants the soul again ' 
 
 A season of clear shining, 
 
 To cheer it after rain. 
 
 2 In holy contemplation. 
 We sweetly then pursue 
 
 The theme of God's salvation, 
 
 And find it ever new ; 
 Set free from present sorrow, 
 
 We clieerfully can say, 
 E'en let th' unknown to-morrow 
 
 Bring with it what it may ; 
 
I 08 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 3 It can bring with it nothing 
 But he will bear us through; 
 
 VVho gives the lilies clothing, 
 
 Will clothe his people too ; 
 Beneath the spreading heavens. 
 
 No creature but is fed ; 
 And he who feeds the ravens, 
 
 Will give his children bread. 
 
 4 The vine nor fig-tree neither, 
 Their wonted ft-uit shall bear, 
 
 Tliough all the field should wither, 
 Nor flocks nor herds be there : 
 
 Yet God the same abiding, 
 His praise shall tune my voice ; 
 
 For, while in him confiding, 
 I cannot but rejoice. 
 
 HYMN 106. S. M. 
 
 1 -pvESTRUCTION'S dangerous road, 
 ±J What multitudes pursue ! 
 
 While that which leads the soul to God 
 Is known or sought by few. 
 
 2 Believers enter in 
 
 By Christ, the living gate ; 
 But they who will not leave their sin, 
 Complain it is too straight. 
 
 3 If self must be denied, 
 And sin forsaken quite ; 
 
 They rather choose the way that*s wide, 
 And strive to think it right 
 
 4 Encompass'd by a throng, 
 On numbers they depend ; 
 
 So many surely can't be wrong, 
 And miss a happy end. 
 
 5 But numbers are no mai-k 
 That men will right be found, 
 
 A few were sav'd in Noah's ark, 
 For many millions drown'd- 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 10^ 
 
 6 Obey the gospel call, 
 And enter while you may . 
 
 The flock of Christ is always smalL 
 And none are safe but they. 
 
 7 Lord, open sinners' eyes, 
 Their awful state to see ; 
 
 And make them, ere the storm arise, 
 To thee for safety flee. 
 
 HYMN 107. P. M. 
 
 1 f\ WHEN shall I see Jesus, 
 \J And dwell with him above ; 
 
 To drink the flowing fountain 
 
 Of everlasting love 1 
 When shall 1 be deliver'd 
 
 From this vain world of sin, 
 And with my blessed Jesus 
 
 Drink endless pleasures in 7 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 O how charjning, how charming 
 How charming is Jesus, 
 He is my Redeemer, 
 My friend, and my King. 
 
 2 But now I am a soldier. 
 My Captain's gone before ; 
 
 lie's given me my orders. 
 
 And tells me not to fear ; 
 And if I hold out faithful, 
 
 A crown of life he'll give, 
 And all his valiant soldiers 
 
 Eternal life shall have. 
 
 3 Through grace I am determin'd 
 To conquer though I die. 
 
 And then away to Jesus 
 
 On wings of love I'll fly : 
 Farewell to sin and sorrow, 
 
 I bid you all adieu : 
 
 M 'T^ou, my friends, prove faithftU, 
 ad on your way pursue. 
 
110 ZION SONGSTER, 
 
 4 And if you meet with trials, 
 And troubles on your way, 
 
 Cast all your care on Jesus, 
 
 And don't forget to pray : 
 Gird on the heavenly armour 
 
 Of faith, and hope, and love, 
 And when your race is ended, 
 
 You'll reign with him above. 
 
 5 O do not be discourag'd, 
 For Jesus is your friend, 
 
 And if you lack for knowledge, 
 
 He'll not refuse to lend ; 
 Neither will he upbraid you, 
 
 Though often you request : 
 He'll give you grace to conquer, 
 
 And take you home to rest. 
 
 HYMN 108. L. M. 
 
 1 /^OME, ye that love the Lord indeed, 
 \y Who are from sin and bondage free)! 
 
 Submit to all the ways of God, 
 And walk the narrow, happy road. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 We're all united heart and hand, 
 Join'd in one band coinpletely ; 
 We're marching through ItnmanueVs land 
 Where the waters flow most sweetly. 
 
 2 Great tribulation you shall meet. 
 But soon shall walk the golden street, 
 Though hell may rage and vent her spite, 
 Yet Christ will save his heart's delight 
 
 3 That happy day wiU soon appear, 
 When Gabriel's trumpet you shall liear, 
 Sound through the earth, and do%vn to hell, 
 To call the nations great and small. 
 
 4 Behold the earth in burning flames, 
 TIie*trumpet louder still proclaims : 
 
 The earth must hear and know her doom. 
 The separation day is come. 
 13 
 
ZION SONGSTER. Ill 
 
 5 Behold the righteous marching home, 
 And all the angels bid them come ; 
 
 When Christ himself these words proclaims, 
 " Here are my saints, I know their names. 
 
 6 " Ye everlasting gates fly wide. 
 Make ready to receive my bride ; 
 Ye harps ef heaven, sound aloud, 
 Here comes the purchase of my blood!" 
 
 7 In grandeur see the royal line 
 
 In glitt'ring robes the sun outshine ; 
 
 Ye saints and angels join in one, 
 
 And march in splendour to the throne. 
 
 8 They stand in wonder and look on. 
 They join in one eternal song. 
 
 The great Redeemer to admire. 
 While rapture sweeps the golden lyre. 
 
 9 They've fought the fight, their race is rusi| 
 Their joys are now in heaven begun ; 
 Their tears are gone, their sorrows flee, 
 No more afflicted now hke me. 
 
 HYMN 109. P. M. 
 
 1 npHERE is a holy city, 
 
 X A happy world above, 
 Beyond the starry regions. 
 
 Built by the God of love ; 
 An everlasting temple. 
 
 And saints array'd in white. 
 They serve their great Redeemer, 
 
 And dwell with hira in light. 
 
 2 It is no world of trouble. 
 The God of oeace is there, 
 
 He wines away their sorrows, 
 
 He Danishes their care ; 
 Their joys are still increasing. 
 
 Their songs are ever new. 
 They praise th' eternal Father, 
 
 The Son and Spirit too. 
 
112 ' ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 3 The meanest child in glory 
 Outshines the radiant sun ; 
 
 But who can speak the splendour 
 
 Of that eternal throne, 
 Where Jesus sits exalted, 
 
 In godlike maiesty 1 
 The elders fall before him, 
 
 The angels bend the knee. 
 
 4 Is this the man of sorrows, 
 Who stood at Pilate's bar, 
 
 Contemn'd by haughty Herod, 
 And by his men of war 7 
 
 He seems a mighty conqu'ror, 
 Who spoil'd the powers below, 
 
 And ransom'd many captives 
 From everlasting wo. 
 
 5 The host of saints around him 
 Proclaim his works of grace ; 
 
 The patriarchs and prophets. 
 And all the godly race ; 
 
 Who speak of fiery trials, 
 And tortures on their way ; 
 
 They came from tribulation, 
 To everlasting day. 
 
 6 Now with a holy transport, 
 They teU their suff'rings o'er, 
 
 Their tears and their temptations, 
 And all the pains thdy bore ; 
 
 They turn and bow to Jesus, 
 Wno gain'd their hberty ; 
 
 Amid our fiercest dangers, 
 Our lives are hid in thee. 
 
 7 Long time I was invited 
 To gain that heavenly rest ; 
 
 Grace made no hard condition, 
 'Twas only to be bless'd ; 
 
 But earth's bewitching pleasures 
 Inclin'd me long to stay ; 
 
 I sought her dreams and shadows, 
 And joys that pass away. 
 
ZION SONGSTE/l ll3 
 
 8 But now it is my purpose 
 The better way to find • 
 
 To serve my great Creator, 
 
 And leave my sins behind ; 
 In guilt's seducing mazes 
 
 I will no longer roam ; 
 I'll give my soul to Jesus, 
 
 Who brings the ransora'd home. 
 
 9 And what shall be my journey, 
 How long I'll stay below, 
 
 Or what shall be my trials. 
 
 Are not for me to know ; 
 In every day of trouble 
 
 I'll raise my thoughts on high ; 
 I'll thinlc of the bright temple, 
 
 And crowns above the sky 
 
 HYMN 110. L. M. 
 
 1 TT71IEN swelling Jordan o'er ns rolls, 
 
 VV Should Christ his lovely presence hid<K 
 Will it not ovenvhelm our souls. 
 Before we reach the Canaan side 7 
 
 2 Who knows how deep the flood may be, 
 Wlien we our awful summons hear ; 
 
 Or what dark prospect we may see, 
 When his black banners death shall rear < 
 
 3 Well, should the tyrant death display 
 His fiercest form when we pass o'er, 
 
 Our skilful guide knows all the way, 
 
 From Jordan's brink, to Canaan's shore. 
 I Yes, the Redeemer once was dead ! 
 
 And, when he pass'd the gloomy grave. 
 Death's blackest waves roU'd o'er his head, 
 
 That we might know his power to save. 
 5 Jesus has conqucr'd death for^s, 
 
 When his dark mansions he pass'd thro', 
 fle to a blessing tum'd the curse, 
 
 And we shall triumph o'er him too. 
 15 
 
114 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 HYMN 111. p. M. 
 
 1 fX^HE great God of love, now hatli shin'd 
 J. fi'oiu above, 
 
 And hath tauglit us the Impartial Sung ; 
 The Spii-it is come, and the work is begun, 
 And we all are united in one. 
 
 2 Salvation we see, for all nations is free. 
 
 The members of Christ, are all one ; [storm, 
 We'll march uniform, and undaunted face the 
 Ever singing the Impartial Song. 
 
 3 Thus joined in one, the good race we viU run, 
 Pressing onward in faith, without fear ; 
 
 Such objects pursue, as the world never knew, 
 Never will till the gospel they hear. 
 
 4 The Spirit of God, now hath taught us the road 
 And the Comforter leads us along ; 
 
 The book is unseal'd, Judah's lion takes the field, 
 And inspires with the Impartial Song. 
 
 5 We'll mount on t4ie wing, and with ardour we'll 
 
 sing, 
 Hallelujahs to God and the Lamb ; 
 With rapture we'll sound, o'er Immanuel's ground!, 
 What a precious P..edeemer hath done. 
 
 6 O glorious days ! when in raptures of praise, 
 Join'd with seraphs in mansions above. 
 
 Free grace we shall sound, thi'ough etemity'a 
 round. 
 And our union still heighten in love. 
 
 7 Then let us be true, and our journey pursue. 
 Towards heaven, our glorious home ; 
 
 StiU rul'd by the word, Christ has left on record. 
 Singing glory to Jesus — Amen. 
 
 HYl^N 112. P. M. 
 
 1 "IV/TY heart and my tongue shall unite in the 
 
 iVJL praise, * 
 Of Jesas, my Saviour, for mercy and grace ; 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 115 
 
 My pErdon is sealed through his precious blood ; 
 Sy him I inherit the peace of my God. 
 
 2 My lot may be low, and ray parentage mean, 
 Yet bom of my God, I have glories unseen. 
 Surpassing all joys 'mongst sinners on earth. 
 Prepeired for souls of an heavenly birth. 
 
 3 Secur'd from a thousand allurements to sin, 
 I find in my cottage my heaven begin ; 
 
 And soon I shall lay all my poverty by, 
 And mansions of glory for ever enjoy. 
 
 4 By the sweat of my brow I labour for bread, 
 Yet guarded by Jesus no evil I dread ; 
 
 And Lord, while possessed of all riches in thee, 
 My poverty comes with a blessing to me. 
 
 5 My labouring dress I shall soon lay aside. 
 
 For robes rich and splendid, a dress for a bride ; 
 The bride that is married to Jesus the Lamb, 
 And clad in a garment that's ever the same 
 
 6 Though fare be but scant while I travel below, 
 A feast that's eternal will Jesus bestow ; 
 
 No sorrow nor sighing shall ever annoy, 
 The heavenly banquet I there shall enjoy. 
 
 7 "then what though my body goes weary to rest 
 Yet, sav'd by the merits of Jesus I'm blest; 
 Fresh strength for my labour on earth he oo 
 
 stows, 
 And soon I shall bask in eternal repose. 
 
 HYMN 113. L. M. 
 
 1 "pXCEPT a man himself deny, 
 X-i His lust and pride doth mortify, 
 And take his cross and follow me, 
 He cannot my disciple be. 
 
 2 This is the doctrine of our Lord, 
 With which all scriptui e doth accord ; 
 This is the axe laid at the root, 
 'Which doth not carnal nature suit. 
 
116 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 3 This is the straight and narrow wayv 
 That leads to hfe and endless day ; 
 Of which the Saviour of mankind^ 
 Has said that few do ever find. 
 
 4 The will, and pride, of the old man. 
 Would fain devise another plan ; 
 
 Than that which Jesus Christ hath givea 
 By which to raise us up to lieav'n. 
 
 5 But Christ himself to us doth say. 
 If any climb another way, 
 
 He must a thief and robber be, 
 Because he enters not by me. 
 
 6 Jesus has mark'd for us the way, 
 
 And bids us strive, and watch, and pray, 
 And overcome as he has done, 
 That we may s^tupon his thi'one. 
 
 7 Then let us still unurfd be^ 
 And in one spirit all agree , 
 To crucify the carnal mind, 
 That we eternal hfe may find. 
 
 8 A kingdom we shall then obtain, 
 And with our Lord for ever reign : 
 May Lhis our happy portion be, 
 
 In time and in eternity. 
 
 HYMN 114. P. M. 
 
 1 QAVIOUR, I do feel thy merit, 
 O Sprinkled with redeeming blood, 
 
 And my weary troubled spirit 
 Findeth rest in thee, my God. 
 
 1 am safe, and I am happy, 
 
 While in thy dear arms I lie : 
 
 Sin and Satan cannot harm me, 
 
 While my Saviour is so nigh. 
 
 2 Now I'll sing of Jesus's merit, 
 Tell ths world of his dear name, 
 
 That if any want his Spirit, 
 lie is still the very same ; 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 117 
 
 He \&iO asketn soon receiveth, 
 
 He who seeks is sure to find: 
 Who of comfort is bereaved, 
 
 Jesus never casts behind. 
 
 3 Now our Advocate is pleading 
 
 With his Father and our God ; 
 Now for us he's interceding ; 
 
 Pleads the purchase of his blood. 
 Now methinks I hear him praying, 
 
 " Father, spare them, I have died ;" 
 And the Father ^iswers, saying, 
 
 "They are freely justified." 
 
 HYMN 115. C. M. 
 
 1 "XTE weary heavy-laden souls, 
 
 X Who are oppressed sore, 
 Ye trav'Uers through the wilderness, 
 
 To Canaan's peaceftd shore ; 
 Tho' chilling winds and beating rains, 
 
 And waters deep and cold, 
 And enemies surrounding us, 
 
 Take courage, and be bold. 
 
 2 Tho' storms and hurricanes arise 
 And desert all around ; 
 
 Tliough fiery sei^pents oft appear 
 
 Through this enchanted ground ; 
 Dark nights and clouds, and gloomy fears 
 
 And dragons often roar : 
 Yet while the gospel-trump we hear, 
 
 We'll press for Canaan's shore. 
 
 3 We're often like the lonesome dove, 
 Who mourns her absent mate — 
 
 From hill to hill she mournful flies, 
 
 Her sorrows to relate ; 
 But Canaan's land is just before, 
 
 Sweet spring is coming on : 
 A few more beating winds and rains, 
 
 And winter will be gone 
 
118 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 4 Sometimes like mountains to the skiea 
 Bleak Jordan's billows roar ; 
 
 Which often makes the pilgrim fear 
 
 He never will get o'er ; 
 But let us gain Mount Pisgah's top, 
 
 And view the vernal plain ; 
 To fright our souls may Jordan roar, 
 
 And hell may rage in vain. 
 
 5 Methinks I now begin to see 
 Tlie borders of that land, 
 
 The trees of life, with heavenly fruii. 
 
 In beauteous order stand. 
 The winter time is past and gone. 
 
 Sweet flowers do appear ; 
 The fiftieth year is roll'd around. 
 
 The great sabbatick year. 
 
 6 O what a glorious sight appears 
 To my beUeving eyes! 
 
 Methinks 1 see Jerusalem, 
 
 A city in the skies ! 
 O that my faith were strong to raise^ 
 
 And bear my soul away ! 
 I'd shout salvation to the Lamb, 
 
 Through an eternal day. 
 
 7 By faith my gracious God I see 
 On his eternal throne ; 
 
 At his right hand the loving Larafa| 
 
 And Spirit, Three in One : 
 The angels whisper me away, 
 
 Saying, "My brother, come," 
 And I sun willing to be gone 
 
 To my eternal home. 
 
 8 Farewell, my brethren in the Lord 
 Who are for Canaan bound ; 
 
 And should we never meet again 
 'Till Gabriel's trump shaJ' cjounti 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 1J9 
 
 \ hope that I shall meet you there, 
 
 On that delightful shore, 
 In mansions of eternal bliss, 
 
 Where parting is no more. 
 
 HYMN 116. C. M. 
 
 1 TTTi; happy souls, whose peaceful minde 
 
 JL Are freed from pain and fear; 
 Ye objects, whom kind heaven designs 
 
 To make its constant care : 
 To you I'll vent my mournful sighs, 
 
 Press' d by my dismal fate ; 
 
 can you with me sympathize, 
 While I my case relate 1 
 
 2 I once was happy in the Lord, 
 My soul was in a llame ; 
 
 1 did delight to hear his word, 
 
 And praise his holy name ; 
 His children were my chief delight, 
 
 I lov'd their company ; 
 I hv'd by faith both day and night, 
 
 That Jesus died for me. 
 
 3 But wo is me, those joys are past, 
 Those blissful scenes are o'er ; 
 
 I'm hke a city quite laid waste, 
 
 To be rebuilt no more : 
 In vain I cry, in vain I mourn, 
 
 In vain I seek for rest : 
 I fear the dove will ne'er return, 
 
 To my devoted breast. 
 
 4 Alas ! alas ! where shall I go 1 
 Jesus from me is gone ; 
 
 A child of sorrow, grief and wo, 
 
 For ever more undone : 
 The gospel, too, is hid from mc, 
 
 Though often I do hear ; 
 The law denounces death on inei 
 
 And thunders oui despair. 
 
120 ZION SONGSTF 
 
 5 The devil waiting me arouna, 
 To make my soul liis prey ; 
 
 I wait to hear the trumpet sound, 
 
 "Take, take the wretch away I" 
 I linger, pine, 1 groan and sigh, 
 
 Sleep now has left mine eyes, 
 And ghastly death seems drawing nigli, 
 
 And that without disguise. 
 
 6 O that I were some bird or beast, 
 Were I a stork or owl ; 
 
 Some lofty tree should bear my nest, 
 
 Or through the desert prowl : 
 But I have an immortal soul, 
 
 Within this house of clay. 
 That either must with devils howl, 
 
 Or dwell in endless day. 
 
 . HYMN 117. L. M. 
 
 THE schools of scribes, and courts of kings, 
 The learn'd and great he passes by ; 
 Chooses the weak and foolish things, 
 
 His truth and grace to testify : 
 Plain, simple men, his call endues 
 
 With power and wisdom from above ; 
 And such lie still vouchsafes to use. 
 Who nothing know but Jesu's love. 
 
 HYMN 118. P. M. 
 
 1 "DROTHER, thou art gone before us, and thy 
 ±J saintly soul is flown. 
 
 Where tears are wiped from every eye, and sor- 
 row is unknown ; 
 
 From the burden of the flesh, and from c£we and 
 fear releas'd, 
 
 Where the wicked cease from troubling, and the 
 weary are at rest. 
 
 2 The toilsome way thou'st travell'd o'er, and 
 
 borne the heavy load, 
 But Christ hath taught thy languid feet to reach 
 his blest abode ; 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 121 
 
 Thou'rt sleeping now, like Lazarus, upon his 
 
 Father's breast, 
 Where the wicked cease from troubling, and the 
 
 weary are ac rest. 
 
 3 Sin can never taint thee now, nor dcubt thy 
 
 faith assail, 
 Nor thy meek trust in Jesus Christ, and the Holy 
 
 Spirit fail ; 
 And there thou'rt sure to meet the good, whom 
 
 on earth thou lovedst best, 
 Where the wicked cease from ti'oubling, and tlie 
 
 weary are at rest. 
 
 4 " Earth to earth," and "dust to dust," the solemn 
 
 priest hath said, 
 So we lay the turf above thee now, and seal thy 
 
 narrow bed : 
 But thy spirit, brother, soars away among the 
 
 faithful blest, 
 Where the wicked cease from troublmg, and the 
 
 weary are at rest. 
 
 5 And when the Lord shall suimnon us, whom 
 
 thou hast left behind, 
 
 May we, untainted by the world, as sure a wel- 
 come find; 
 
 May each, like thee, depart in peace, to be a 
 glorious guest, 
 
 Where the wicked cease from trouoling, and tlie 
 weary are at rest. 
 
 HYMN 119. P. M. 
 
 I /^OME; and taste along with me, 
 \J The weary pilgrim's consolation 
 
 Boundless mercy rmining free, 
 The earnest of complete salvation. 
 
 Joy and peace in Christ I find. 
 
 My heart to him is all resign'd ; 
 
 The fulness of his power I prove, 
 
 And all my soul's dissolved in love. 
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122 ZION SONGSTER 
 
 Jesus is the pilgrim's portion, 
 Love is boundless as the ocean. 
 
 2 When the world and llesh would rise, 
 And strive to draw me from my Saviour, 
 
 Strangers slight, or friends despise, 
 I then more highly prize his favour. 
 
 Friends, believe me when I tell. 
 
 If Christ be present all is well : 
 
 The world and flesh in vain may rise, 
 
 I all their efforts do despise. 
 In the world I've tribulation, 
 But in Christ sweet consolation. 
 
 3 The worldlings hold me in disdain, 
 Because I shun their carnal pleasure •, 
 
 All in this which gives me pain 
 Is, that they shght a noh)le treasure. 
 
 But still among them, bless the Lord ! 
 
 There's some who tremble at his word ; 
 
 And this doth joy to me impart, 
 
 To think the Lord liath reach'd their hear* 
 Oh the grace to simiers given. 
 Peace on earth, and crowns in heaven. 
 
 4 When I'm in the house of prayer, 
 I find him with the congregation : 
 
 Musick sweet unto my ear. 
 Is the glad sound of free salvation. 
 
 When I join to sing his praise. 
 
 My heart in holy raptures raise ; 
 
 I join and sing and shout aloud, 
 
 Aiid disregard the gazing crowd : 
 Glorious theme of exultation. 
 What I feel is past expression. 
 
 5 When I hear the pleasing sound 
 
 Of weeping mourners just converted, 
 The dead's alive, the lost is found ; 
 
 The Lord hath heal'd the broken-hearted 
 My heart exults, my spirits glow, 
 I love my Lord and'brethren so : 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 123 
 
 Oh, had I wings like Noah's dove, 
 1 soon would sing with those above, 
 
 Glory, honour, and salvation, 
 
 What I feel is past expression. 
 
 6 Why should I regard the frowns 
 
 Of those who mock, deride, or slight me, 
 Soon I'll lie beneath the ground. 
 
 Beyond the reach of those who hate me ; 
 Sorrows, toils, and sufferings o'er. 
 When once we reach that happy shore ; 
 There, with the shining hosts abO'Ve, 
 I'll sing and shoui redeeming love. 
 
 Blessings there, beyond expression, 
 
 Ever rp'Vin sweet succession. 
 
 7 Sinners, you may laugh and scorn ; 
 Your moments lost will be lamented ; 
 
 Tlie awful day is hastening on, 
 When you will wish .you had repented: 
 
 Death, in its embraces cold. 
 
 Will soon your mortal bodies hold ; 
 
 Then all your pleasures take their flight, 
 
 And down you'll sink to endless night ; 
 While you're of that guilty number, 
 Your destruction doth not slumber. 
 
 8 Come, poor sinner, go with me ; 
 My heart's enlarged to receive yon ; 
 
 Slight not mercy offer'd free. 
 
 Come to Jesus, he'll reUeve you: 
 But if you offer'd grace refuse. 
 And will destruction ever choose, 
 Unhappy soul, your guilt and blood 
 Will rest on your defenceless head : 
 
 Darkness, torment, pain, and sorrow 
 
 May be yours before to-morrow. 
 
 9 Mourner, see your Saviour stand, 
 With arms expanded to receive you; 
 
 He spreads for you his bleeding hands. 
 Venture on him, he'll relieve you: 
 
124 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Cast all your doubts and fears aside. 
 The door of mercy's open wide ; 
 The fountain flows which saves from sin, 
 Come now, believe, and enter in. 
 
 Don't distrust your blessed Saviour , 
 
 Come, believe, and live for ever. 
 
 HYMN 120. C. M. 
 
 1 A FFLICTIONS, though they seem severe, 
 Ix. In mercy oft are sent ; 
 
 They stopp'd the prodigal's career, * 
 And caus'd him to repent 
 
 2 Although he no relentings felt 
 Till he had spent his store, 
 
 His stubborn heart began to melt 
 When famine pinch'd him sore. 
 
 3 " What have I gain'd by sin," ho said, 
 " But hunger, shame and fear 1 
 
 My father's house abounds with bread, 
 
 While I am starving here. 
 i "I'll go and tell him all I've done, 
 
 Fall down before his face : 
 Unworthy to be caJl'd his son, 
 
 I'll seek a servant's place." 
 
 5 His father saw him coming back : 
 He saw, and ran, and smil'd ; 
 
 Tlien threw his arms around the neck 
 Of his rebellious child. 
 
 6 "Father, I've sinn'd, but oh forgive"— 
 "Enough," the father said; 
 
 "Rejoice, my house, my son's alive, 
 For whom I moum'd as dead. 
 
 7 " Now let the fatted calf be slain, 
 Go spread the news around, — 
 
 My son was dead, but lives again ; 
 Was lost, but now is found." 
 
'210>f SONGSTER. 125 
 
 6 'Tis Djvls the Lord his love reveals, 
 
 To call poor sinners home ; 
 More than a father's love he feels, 
 
 And welcomes all that come. 
 
 HYMN 121. P.M. 
 
 1 1\/rY days, ray weeks, my months, my years, 
 iYJL Fly rapid as the whirling spheres 
 Around the steady pole ; 
 
 Time, like the tide, its motion keeps, 
 And I must launch through endless deeps, 
 Where endless ages roll. 
 
 2 The grave is near the cradle seen, 
 How swift the moments pass between, 
 
 And whisper as they fly, 
 " Unthinking man, remember this, 
 Though fond of sublunary bliss, 
 
 That you must groan and die." 
 
 3 My soul, attend the solemn call, 
 Thine earthly tent must shortly fall, 
 
 And thou must take thy flight 
 Beyond the vast expansive blue, 
 To sing above as angels do. 
 
 Or sink in endless night. 
 
 4 How great the bliss, how great tlie wo. 
 Hangs on this inch of time below, 
 
 On this precarious breath ; 
 The Lord of nature only knows, 
 Wlietlier another year shaU close, 
 
 Ere I expire in death. 
 
 5 Long ere the sun shall run liis rounil, 
 I may be buried under ground, 
 
 And there in silence rot : 
 Alas I an hour may close the scene : 
 And ere twelve month.s shall roll between, 
 
 My name be quite forgot 
 
 6 But will my soul be thus extinct. 
 And cease to live, and cease to thinki 
 
 It caiuiot, camiot be ; 
 
126 ZION SONGSTER 
 
 No, my immortal cannot die ! 
 What wilt thou do, or whither fly. 
 When death shall set thee free 1 
 
 7 Will mercy then her arms extend, 
 Will Jesus be thy guardian friend. 
 
 And heaven thy dwelling place i 
 Or shall insulting fiends appear, 
 And drag thee down to dark despair 
 
 Below the reach of grace 7 
 
 8 A heaven or hell, and these alone, 
 Beyond the present life are known; 
 
 There is no middle state : 
 To-day attend the call divine. 
 To-morrow may be none of thine, 
 
 Or it may be too late. 
 
 9 Oh do not pass this as a dream, 
 Vast is the change, wliate'er it seetn, 
 
 To poor unthinking man : 
 Lord, at thy footstool I would bow, 
 Bid conscience plainly tell me now, 
 
 What it would tell me then. 
 
 10 If in destruction's road I stray ; 
 Help me to choose the better way 
 
 That leads to joys on high ; 
 Thy grace impart, my guilt forgive, 
 Nor let me ever dare to live, 
 
 So as I dare not die. 
 
 HYMN 122. P. M- 
 
 1 A WAK'D by Sinai's awful sound, 
 -fjL My soul in guilt and thrall I found, 
 1 knew not what to do ; 
 
 O'erwhelm'd with guilt, with anguish slak), 
 The sinner must be bora again. 
 Or sink in endless wo. 
 
 2 Amaz'd I stood, but could not tell. 
 Which way to shun the gates of hell, 
 
 For death and hell drew nrar - 
 
ZI.ON SONGSTER 127 
 
 1 strove indeed, but strove in vain ; 
 The sinner must be bom again, 
 Still sounded in my ear. 
 
 3 Then to the law I trembling fled. 
 It pour'd its curses on my head, 
 
 I no relief could find ; 
 This fearful truth I found remain, 
 The sinner must be bom again, 
 
 O'erwhelm'd my troubled mind. 
 
 4 Again did Sinai's thunder roll, 
 And guilt lay heavy on my soul, 
 
 A vast unwieldy load : 
 Alas ! I heard and found it plain, 
 The sinner must be born again, 
 
 Or drink the wrath of God. 
 
 5 The saints I heard with rapture tell, 
 How Jesus conquer'd death and hell, 
 
 And broke the fowler's snare ; 
 But when i found this truth remain, 
 The sinner must be born again, 
 
 I sunk in deep despair. 
 
 6 While thus my soul in anguish lay, 
 .lesus of Naz'reth pass'd that way, 
 
 I felt his pity move : 
 The sinner oy his justice slain. 
 Now by his grace is born again, 
 
 And sings redeeming love. 
 
 7 To heav'n the joyful tidings flew, 
 The angels tun'd their harps anew, 
 
 And loftier sounds did raise : 
 All hail the Lamb that once was slain, 
 Unnumber'd millions born again, 
 
 Shall shout thy endless praise. 
 
 HYMN 123. P. M 
 
 1 TTOW lost was my condition 
 
 XX Till Jesus mad? me whole ; 
 There is but one Physician 
 
 Can cure » «in-sick soul 
 
128 ZION SONGSTEB 
 
 Next door to death he found me, 
 And snatch'd me from the grave 
 
 To tell to all around me 
 His wondrous power to save. 
 
 2 The worst of all diseases 
 Is light, compar'd to sin ; 
 
 On every part it seizes, 
 
 But rages most within : 
 Tis palsy, plague, and fever, 
 
 And madness all combin'd ; 
 And none but a behever 
 
 The least rehef can find. 
 
 3 From men great skill professing^ 
 I sought a cure to gain ; 
 
 But this prov'd more distressing, 
 
 And added to my pain. 
 Some said that nothing ail'd me, 
 
 Some gave me up for lost : 
 Thus every refuge fail'd me, 
 
 And all my hopes were cross'A 
 
 i At length this great Physician 
 
 (How matchless is his grace) 
 Accepted my petition, 
 
 And undertook my case : 
 First gave me sight to view him, 
 
 For sin mine eyes had seal'd ; 
 Then bade me look unto him ; 
 
 I look'd— and I was heal'd. 
 
 5 A dying, risen Jesus, 
 
 Seen by an eye of faith, 
 At once from danger frees us. 
 
 And saves the soul from deatUi 
 Come, then, to this Physician, 
 
 His help he'll freely give ; 
 He makes no hard condition - 
 
 'Tis only look and live. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. [2V 
 
 HYMN 124. P. M. 
 
 1 OEE how the scriptures are fulfilling ; 
 O Poor sinners are returning home! 
 
 TJie time that prophets were foretelling. 
 
 With signs and wonders now is comei— 
 The gospel trumpets now are blowing 
 
 From sea to sea, from land to land ; 
 God's Holy Spirit is down-pouring, 
 
 And Christians joining heart and hand. 
 
 2 Ten thousand fall before Jehovah 
 For mercy — mercy ! loud they cry, 
 
 They rise all shouting " Hallelujah !" 
 
 And " Glory be to God on high :" 
 But many cry, "It's all disorder," 
 
 And disbelieve God's holy word ; 
 Yet Christians sing and shout the louder, 
 
 " All glory, glory to the Lord." 
 
 3 Oh sinners ! hear our invitation ! 
 You are but feeble, dying worms ; 
 
 Oh fly to Jesus for salvation. 
 
 Or you must meet God's awful storms : 
 We warn you in the name of Jesus, ^ 
 
 The awful Judge of quick and dead ; 
 But if you still refuse to hear us, 
 
 Your blood shall be upon your heao. 
 
 4 Now God is calling every nation. 
 The bond and free, the rich and poor ; 
 
 These are the days of visitation ; 
 
 Sweet gospel grace will soon be o'er: 
 The Lord shall come all clothed in liiunder. 
 
 And hghtning streaming from his eye ; 
 Oh ! then he'll cut his foes asunder, 
 
 And cast them where the*jdamned lie. 
 
 5 The sun affrighted from his centre, 
 Sinks into everlasting night; 
 
 The stars to sliine now dare not venture 
 The inoon in crimson veils her light ; 
 
130 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 The sea and land together burning, 
 
 The flames ascend the melting ekies ; 
 All nature now to nought's returning ! 
 
 "Time is no more !" the angel criea 
 6 Now Zion clothed in brilliant glory, 
 
 Marches towards the dazzling throne : 
 Oh hearken to the pleasant story : — 
 
 When Christ his charming bride shall own 
 With smiling looks of approbation, 
 
 He takes her to his loving arms, 
 And she is filled with transportation, 
 
 Dissolved in his heavenly charms. 
 
 HYMN 125. L. M. 
 
 1 T LONG to see the season come, 
 
 X When sinners will come flocking horns 
 To taste the riches of God's love, 
 And sing his praise in realms above. 
 
 2 Hark ! hear the gospel trumpet sound. 
 Inviting sinners all around ; 
 
 Behold your loving Saviour stands, 
 And spreads for you his bleeding hands. 
 
 3 He now is knocking at your heart, 
 Waiting salvation to impart ; 
 
 To wash you in atoning blood. 
 And seal you heirS and sons of God. 
 
 4 A few more days and you must go 
 To realms of joy, or endless wo ; 
 
 In worlds above with Christ to dwell; 
 Or sink beneath his frowns io hell. 
 
 5 Come, sinners, all now Warning take, 
 And all your sinful ways forsake ; 
 This world give o'er, leave sin behind, 
 In Christ you shall redemption find. 
 
 6 Take your companions by the hand. 
 Take all your children in a baml, 
 
 J 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 13' 
 
 And give them up at Jesus's call, 
 He'll pardon, bless, and save you all. 
 
 7 When the great day of Christ shall conie, 
 And he collects his jewels home ; 
 On Zion's Mount we then shall stand, 
 And join the bright angelick band. 
 
 HYMN 126. P. M. 
 
 1 /"^OME, poor sinners, seek salvation, 
 KJ Now embrace your precious Lord ; 
 
 Grace, through faith, to ev'ry nation, 
 Sounds the glorious gospel word. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Ok glory, glory, hallelujah : 
 Glory be to God that rules on higli. 
 
 2 Breathe thy spirit, blessed Jesus, 
 Let it every bosom move ; 
 
 Sinners, none but him can save us, 
 Fly, embrace your Saviour's love. 
 
 3 Come, backsliders, though you've pierced liiii^ 
 And have caused his church to mourn, 
 
 Yet you may regain free pardon. 
 If you will to him return. 
 
 1 And come ye, who love King Jesus, 
 
 He attends your humble prayer : 
 Now he waits with joy to crown us, 
 
 Lo ! we feel his presence here 
 
 HYMN 127. P. M. 
 
 SINNER, hear the Saviour's call, 
 He now is passing by ; 
 fle hath seen thy grievous thrall. 
 
 And heard thy mournful cry. 
 Ho has pardon to impart, 
 
 Grace to save thee from thy fears; 
 l>o ! the love that fills his heart 
 Shall wipe away thy tears 
 
132 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 2 Why art thou afraid to come 
 And tell him aU thy case 1 
 
 He will not pronounce thy doom, 
 
 Nor ffo^vn thee from his face ; 
 Wilt thou fear Lnmanuel 1 
 
 Wilt thou dread the Lamb of God, - 
 Who, to save thy soul from hell, 
 
 Has shed his precious blood } 
 
 3 Think how on the cross he hung, 
 Pierced with a thousand wounds ; 
 
 Hark, from each, as with a tongue, 
 
 The voice of pardon sounds ! 
 See. from all his bursting veins, 
 
 Biood of wondrous virtue flow ! 
 Shed to wash away thy stains, 
 
 And ransom thee from wo. 
 
 4 Though his majesty be great, 
 His mercy is no less ; 
 
 Though he thy transgressions hate, 
 
 He feels for thy distress ; 
 By himself the Lord hath sworn. 
 
 He delights not in thy death ; 
 But invites thee to return, 
 
 That thou mayst hve by faith. 
 
 5 Raise thy downcast eyes and see 
 What throngs his throne surround ! 
 
 These, though sinners once like thee, 
 
 Have full salvation found : 
 Yield not then to unbelief ! 
 
 While he says, " There yet is room," 
 Though of sinners thou art chief, 
 
 Yet Jesus bids thee come. 
 
 HYMN 128. P. M. 
 
 1 -ITTHILE angels strike their tuneful strings, 
 
 W And veil their faces with their wings, 
 Each saint on earth his Jesus sings, 
 And joins to praise the King of kings, 
 Who saves lost souls from ruin. 
 
ZION SONGSlTER. 133 
 
 2 But sinners fond of earthly toys, 
 Mock and deride, when saints rejoice : 
 I'hey shut their ears at Jesas's voice. 
 And make the world and sin their choice, 
 
 And force their way to ruin. 
 
 3 The preachers warn them night and day ; 
 For them the Christians weep and pray • 
 But sinners laugh, and turn away, 
 
 And join the wicked, lewd, and gay, 
 Who throng the road to ruin. 
 
 4 Ofttimes in visions of the night, 
 God doth their guilty souls affright ; 
 They tremble at the awful sight. 
 But still again with morning light 
 
 Pursue the road to ruin. 
 
 5 Sometimes by preaching sinners see, 
 They're doomed to hell and misery ; 
 To turn to God they then agree. 
 
 But oh ! 'tis wicked company 
 Allures their souls to ruin. 
 
 6 Ofttimes when nothing else will do, 
 Affliction will their danger show, 
 And bring the haughty sinners low ; 
 Then they'll repent, and pray, and vow ; 
 
 But turn again to ruin. 
 
 7 When ev'ry way is tried in vain, 
 No more the spirit strives with man, 
 But full of guilt and fear and pain, 
 Death strikes the blow, the sinner's slain. 
 
 And sinks to endless ruin. 
 
 8 Oh sinners, turn I you long have stood 
 Opposed to truth and all that's good ; 
 You may be saved through Jesus's blood, 
 Lay down your arms, submit to God, 
 
 And thus be saved from ruin. 
 
 9 Turn, sinners, neighbours, friend, or foe, 
 The terrours of the Lord we know ; 
 
134 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Oh tell us, friends, what will you do 1 
 We cannot bear to let you go 
 To everlasting ruin. 
 
 HYMN 129. P. M. 
 
 1 OTOP, poor sinner! stop and think! 
 lO Before you farther go ! 
 
 Can you sport upgn the brink 
 
 Of everlasting wo 1 
 Hell beneath is gaping wide, 
 
 Vengeance waits the dread command; 
 Soon he'll stop your sport and pride, 
 
 And sink you with the damn'd. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 l^hen be entreated now to stop : 
 For unless you warning tak^ 
 
 Ere you are aicare you'll drop 
 Into a burning lake. 
 
 2 Say, have you an arm like God, 
 That you his will oppose 7 
 
 Fear you not that iron rod 
 With which he breaks his foesi 
 
 Can you stand in that great day, 
 Wlien he judgment will proclaim? 
 
 When the earth shall melt away 
 Like wax before the liame 7 
 
 3 Ghastly death shall quickly coms; 
 And drag you to the bar ; 
 
 Then to hear your awful doom 
 
 Will fill you with despair : 
 All your sins around you'll crowd — 
 
 Sins of a blood crimson die ; 
 Each for vengeance crying loud. 
 
 • And what will you reply 1 
 
 4 Though your heart be made of steel, 
 Your forehead hned with brass, 
 
 God at length will make you feel, 
 He will not let you pass ; 
 
ZION SONGSTER. ! 35 
 
 Sinners then in vain will call, 
 
 CTlio' they now despise his grace,) 
 " Rocks and mountains, on us fall, 
 
 And hide us from his face." 
 5 But as yet there is a hone, 
 
 You may his mercy know ; 
 Thougii his arm is lilted up, 
 
 He still forbears tlie blow : 
 Twas for sinner^ Jesus died, 
 
 Sinners he invites to come ; 
 None that come shall be denied, 
 
 He says, "There still is room." 
 
 HYMN 130. L. M. 
 
 1 /^H ! give me, Lord, my sins to mcurn, 
 \J My sins winch have thy body torn ; 
 
 Give me with broken heart to see 
 Thy last tremendous agony. 
 
 2 Oh could I gain the mountain's height, 
 And gaze upon that bleeding sight ! 
 
 Oh that, like Salem's daughters, 1 
 Could stand and see my Saviour die ! 
 
 3 I'd smite upon my breast, and mourn, 
 Ai?d never from his cross return : 
 
 I'd weep o'er an expiring God, 
 
 And mix my tears with Jesus's blood. 
 
 4 One precious drop. Lord Jesus, grant ; 
 One precious drop is all I want ; 
 
 One precious drop of thy rich blood. 
 Will make me cry, "My Lord, my God." 
 
 HYMN 131. P. M. 
 
 1 /~i RACIOUS Lord, incline thine ear, 
 VX My request vouchsafe to hear, 
 
 Hear my never-ceasing cry, 
 Give me Christ, or else I die. 
 
 2 Wealth and honour I disdain, 
 Earthly comforts, Iiord, are vain : 
 
136 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 These can never satisfy, 
 Give me Christ or else I die. 
 
 3 Lord, deny me wrhat thou will, 
 Only save me from my guilt ; 
 Suppliant at thy feet I lie, i 
 Give me Christ or else 1 die. 
 
 4 All unholy and unclean, 
 I am nothing else but sin ; 
 On thy mercy I rely, 
 
 Give me Christ, or else I die. 
 
 5 Thou dost freely save the lost, 
 In thy grace alone I trust : 
 With my earnest suit comply, 
 Give me Christ or else I die. 
 
 6 Thou hast promised to forgive 
 All vfho in thy Son believe ; 
 Lord, I know thou canst not lie, 
 Give me Christ, or else I die. 
 
 7 Father, dost thou seem to frown 7 
 Give me shelter in thy Son ; 
 .Tesus, to thine arms I fly, 
 
 Come, and save me, or I die. 
 
 HYMN 132. P. Rl 
 
 I TT'ING of Salem, bless my soul ! 
 
 J\. Make a wounded sinner whole 
 King of righteousness and peace, 
 Let not thy sweet visits cease ! 
 i Come ! refresh this soul of mine 
 With thy sacred bread and wine i 
 Vll thy love to me unfold, 
 dfalf of which cannot be told. 
 5 Hail, Melchizedek divine 
 Thou great High Priest shalt be mine : 
 vll my powers before thee fatll, 
 Cake not tithe, but take them all. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 137 
 
 HYMN 133. C. M. 
 
 J /> JME, humble sinner, in whose breaal 
 
 \J A thousand thoughts revolve : 
 Come with your guilt and fear oppress'd, 
 
 And make this last resolve : — 
 
 2 " I'll go to Jesus, though my sins 
 Have like a mountain rose ; 
 
 I know his courts, I'll enter in, 
 Whatever may oppose. 
 
 3 "Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, 
 And there my guilt confess : 
 
 I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone, 
 Without his sov'reign grace. 
 
 4 " I'll to my gracious King approach, 
 Whose sceptre pardon gives ; 
 
 Perhaps he may command a toucli, 
 And then the suppliant Uves. 
 
 5 "Perhaps he may admit my plea, 
 Perhaps he'll hear my prayer; 
 
 But if I perish, I will pray, 
 And perish only there. 
 
 5 "I can but perish if I go, 
 
 I am resolv'd to tiy : 
 For if I stay away, I know 
 
 I must for ever die." 
 
 HYMN 134. L. M. 
 
 1 QTRETCII'D on the cross the Saviour Wet ; 
 O Hark ! his expiring groans arise ! 
 
 See, from his hands, his feet, his side, 
 Runs down the sacred crimson tide ! 
 
 2 But life attends the deathful sound, 
 And flows from ev'ry bleeding wound : 
 The vital stream how free it flows. 
 
 To save and cleanse his rebel foea 
 
 3 And didst thou bleed — lor sinners bleed I 
 And could the sun behold the deedl 
 
 IS 
 
138 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 No ; he withdrew his shining ray, 
 And darkness veil'd the mourning day. 
 
 4 Can I survey this scene of wo, 
 Where minghng grief and wonder flow, 
 And yet my heart unmoved remain, 
 Insensible to love or pain ? 
 
 5 Come, dearest Lord, thy grace impart, 
 To warn this cold unfeeling heart ; 
 
 Till all its powers and passions move, 
 In melting grief, and ardent love. 
 
 HYMN 135. P.M. 
 
 1 "DEIIOLD, the Saviour lies 
 
 J3 Hard by wliere Kedron's waters roll ; 
 And in sad anguish cries, 
 
 "The powers of death su^ound my soul !*• 
 Tlirough every pore exudes the blood 
 
 That washes out our stains : 
 Ilis griefs and fears dry up our tears, 
 
 His stripes assuage our pains. 
 
 2 Haik ! hear his doleful prayer, 
 
 " Oh Father, let this cup remove ; 
 In this dread moment spare 
 
 The Son of thine eternal love : 
 Nay — but I'll bear thy wrath severe. 
 
 The bitter cup receive : 
 Wring out the dregs — bear all its plagues, 
 
 A dying world to save.'" 
 
 3 The guiltless victim stands, 
 
 With lamblike patience at the bar, 
 'Midst impious heathen bands. 
 
 Who wait his tender flesh to tear. 
 A crowai of thorns his brow adonis, 
 
 Mock royalty he wears ; 
 Nor turns his face from foul disgrace, 
 
 Nor hands that pluck the hairs. 
 
 i In furrows deep and wide 
 His sacred back the scourges tear, 
 
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 139 
 
 Whfto scoffing foes deride, 
 
 Nor friends'his dreadful anguish share. 
 With furious yells the tumult swells, 
 
 All with loud voices cry. 
 " Let him not live ; the robber save. 
 
 But Jesus crucify." 
 
 6 Lo I on the accursed tree 
 
 He struggles with death's awful pains! 
 In dreadful agony 
 
 The absence of his God complains. 
 His latest prayer, his murd'rers share ; 
 
 Then to his God he cries, 
 "The work is done ; receive thy Son ;" 
 
 And bows his head and dies. 
 6 But Death could not retain 
 
 The Lord of life and glory long 
 He bursts the dark domain, 
 
 And drags in chains the vanquish'd throng 
 Hright glory now adorns his brow. 
 
 Angels before him fall, 
 VVitii mortals sing, and praise our King, 
 
 And own him Lord of all. 
 
 HYMN 136. L. M. 
 
 1 TTrHEN on the cross my Lord I sec, 
 
 VV Bleeding to death for wretched me, 
 Satan and sin no more can move,* 
 For I am all transforra'd to love. 
 
 2 His thorns and nails pierce through my heart 
 In every groan I bear a part ; 
 
 I view his wounds with streaming eyes; 
 But see ! he bows his head and dies ! 
 
 3 Come, sinners, view the Lamb of God, 
 Wounded and dead, and bathed in blood! 
 Behold his side, and venture near. 
 
 The well of endless hfe is here. 
 
 4 Here I forget my cares and pains ; 
 I dinnk, yet still my thirst remains ; 
 
140 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Only the Fountain Head above 
 Can satisly the tliirst of love. 
 
 5 Oil that I thus could always feel ! 
 Lord, more and more thy love reveal ; 
 Then my glad tongue shall loudprocliiim, 
 The grace and glory of thy name. 
 
 6 Thy name dispels my guilt and fear, 
 Revives my heart, and charms my ear ; 
 Atfords a balm for every wound, 
 
 And Satan trembles at the sound. 
 
 HYMN 137. C. M. 
 
 1 TN evil long I took delight, 
 1 Unaw'd by shame or fear 
 
 Till a new object struck my sight, 
 And stopp'd my wild career. 
 
 2 I saw one hanging on a tree 
 In agonies and blood ; 
 
 Who fix'd his languid eyes on me, 
 As near his cross I stood. 
 
 3 Sure never to my latest breath 
 Can I forget that look ; 
 
 It seera'd to charge me with his death. 
 Though nota word he spoke. 
 
 4 My conscience felt and own'd the guilty 
 And plung'd me in despair ; 
 
 I saw my sins his blood had spilt, 
 And help'd to nail him there. 
 
 5 Alas ! I knew not what I did; 
 But now my tears are vain : 
 
 Where shall my trembling soul be hldl 
 For I the Lord have slain. 
 
 6 A second look he gave, which SMd, 
 "I freely all forgive ; 
 
 This blood is for thy ransom paid, 
 I'll die that thou may'st live." 
 
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 7 Thus, while his death my sin displays 
 In all its blackest hue ; 
 
 (Such is the mystery of grace,) 
 It seals my pardon too. 
 
 8 With pleasing grief and mouniful joy 
 My spirit now is fiU'd. 
 
 That I should such a life destroy, 
 Yet live by him I kill'd. 
 
 HYMN 13S. P.M. 
 
 1 OAWye my Saviour 1 Saw ye my Saviour 1 
 O Saw ye my Saviour and God 7 
 
 Oh! he died on Calvary, to atone for you antl ine, 
 And to purchase our pardon with blood. 
 
 2 He was extended ! he was extended ! 
 ShamefuUy nail'd to the cross ; 
 
 Oh ! he bow'd his head and died ! thus my Lord 
 was crucifi'd, 
 To atone for a world that was lost. 
 
 3 Jesus hung bleeding ! Jesus hung bleeding ' 
 Three dreadful hours in pain ; 
 
 Oh! the sun refused to shine, when his majesty 
 divine 
 Was derided, insulted, and slain. 
 
 4 Darkness prevailed ! darkness pi-evailed ! 
 Darkness prevail'd o'er the land ; 
 
 Oh 1 the solid rocks were rent, through creation's 
 vast extent, 
 When the Jews crucified the God-man. 
 
 5 When it was finish'd, when it was finish'd, 
 And the atonement was made, 
 
 Tie was taken by the great, and embalm'd In 
 spices sweet, 
 And in a new sepulchre laid. 
 
 6 Ilail, mighty Saviour! hail, mighty Saviour I 
 Prince and the author of peace; 
 
142 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Oh I He buret tiie bands of death, and triuinphsnt 
 through the east 
 lie ascended to mansions of bliss. 
 
 7 Now interceding ! now interceding ! 
 Pleading that sinners may live ; 
 
 Crying, Father, I have died ! Oh behold uiy nand 
 and side, 
 To redeem them ; — I pray thee forgive. 
 
 8 I will forgive them ; I will forgive them, 
 
 If they'll repent aind beheve ; [f hee, 
 
 Let them now return to me, and be reconcil'd lo 
 And salvation they shall receive 
 
 HYMN 139. P. M. 
 
 IAS near to Calvary I pass, 
 Xi. Methinks I see a bloody cross, 
 Where a poor victim hangs ; 
 His flesh with rugged irons tore. 
 His hmbs all dress'd in purple gore, 
 Gasping in dying pangs. 
 
 2 Surprised the spectacle to see, 
 I ask'd, who can this victim be. 
 
 In such exquisite pain ? 
 Why thus consign'd to woes, I cried ; 
 "'Tis I," the bleeding Lamb replied, 
 
 "To save a world from siij." 
 
 3 A Christ for rebel mortal dies ! 
 How can it be I my soul replies. 
 
 What ! Jesus die for me 1 
 "Yes," saith the siiffring Son of God, 
 "I give my Ufe, I spill my blood, 
 
 "For thee, poor soul, for thee." 
 
 4 Lord, since thy life thou'st ireely given 
 To bring my wretched soul to heaven, 
 
 And bless me with thy love ; 
 Then at thy feet, oh God, I'll fall, 
 Give thee my life, my soul, my all, 
 
 To reign with thee above. 
 
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 HYMN 140. L. M. 
 
 1 TTTHEN I survey the wondrona cross 
 
 VV On which the Prince of glury died, 
 My richest gain I count but loss. 
 And pour contempt on all my pride ! 
 
 2 Forbid it. Lord, that I sho-uld boast, 
 Save in the death of Christ, my God : 
 
 All the vain things that charm the most, 
 I sacrifice them to thy blood. 
 
 3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, 
 Sorrow arul love flow mingled down : 
 
 Did e'er such love and sorrow meet. 
 Or thorns compose so rich a crown 1 
 
 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine. 
 That were a present far too small : 
 
 Love so amazing, so divine, 
 Demands ray soul, my lile, my all. 
 
 HYMN 141. C. M. 
 
 1 \ PPROACII, my soul, the mercy seal, 
 jljL Where Jesus answers prayer, 
 
 There humbly fall before his feet, 
 For none can perish there. 
 
 2 Thy promise is my only plea, 
 With this I venture nigh, 
 
 Thou callest burden'd souls to thee, 
 And such, oh Lord, am L 
 
 3 Bow'd down beneath a load of sin. 
 By Satan sorely press'd, 
 
 By wars without and fears within, 
 I come to thee for rest. 
 
 4 Be thou my shield and hiding place, 
 That shelter'd near thy sid«, 
 
 I may my fierce accuser face. 
 
 And tell him thou hast died. 
 D Oh wondrous love ! to bleed and die, , 
 
 To bear the cross and shame 
 
144 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 That guilty sinners, such as I, 
 Might plead thy gracious name. 
 
 6 Poor tempest-tossed soul, be still, 
 My promised grace receive ; 
 
 'Tis Jesus speaks, I must, I will- 
 I can, I do believe. 
 
 HYMN 142. P. M. 
 
 1 /^OME, my soul, thy suit, prepare. 
 V^' Jesus loves to answer pi-ayer ; 
 
 He himself has bid thee pray, 
 Therefore will not say thee nay. 
 
 2 Thou art coming to a King, 
 Large petitions with thee bring. 
 For his grace and power are such, 
 None can ever ask too much. 
 
 3 With my burden I begin — 
 liOrd, remove this load of sin ; 
 Let thy blood, for sinners spilt. 
 Set my conscience free from guilt. 
 
 4 Lord, I come to thee for rest. 
 Take possession of my breast ; 
 There thy blood-bought right niairitaia 
 
 , And without a rival reign. 
 
 5 As the image in tjie glass. 
 Answers the beholder's face : 
 Tlius unto my heart appear 
 
 Print thine own resemblance there. 
 
 6 While I am a pilgrim here, 
 Let thy love my spirit cVeer ; 
 
 As my guide, my guard, my friend, 
 Lead me to my journey's end. 
 
 7 Show me what I have to do ; 
 Every hour my strength renew, 
 Let me hve a life of faith ; 
 
 Let me die thy people's death. 
 
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 HYMN 143. P. M. 
 
 1 TVTAY, I cannot let thee go, 
 
 i 1 Till a blessing thou bestow ; 
 Do not turn away thy face, 
 Mine's an urgent, pressing case. > 
 
 2 Dost thou ask me who I am ! 
 
 Ah ! my Lord, thou know'st my name j 
 Yet the question gives a plea 
 To support my suit with thee. 
 
 3 Thou didst once a wretch behold, 
 In rebellion bhnJly bold, 
 
 Scorn thy grace, thy power defy ; 
 That poor rebel, Lord, was L 
 
 4 Once a sinner near despair, 
 S&ught thy mercy-seat by prayer ; 
 Mercy heard and set him free ; 
 Lord, that mercy came to me. 
 
 5 Many years have pass'd since then, 
 Many changes I have seen. 
 
 Yet have been upheld till now ; 
 Who could hold me up but thou 7 
 
 6 Thou hast help'd in every need, 
 This emboldens me to plead ; 
 
 After so much mercy past, < 
 
 Canst thou let me sink at Kkst. 
 
 7 No — I must maintain my hold, 
 'Tis thy goodness makes me bold : 
 [ can no denial take, 
 
 When I plead for Jesus's sake. 
 
 HYMN 144. P. M. 
 
 I T ET thy kingdom, blessed Saviour, 
 JLi Come and bid our jarrings cease 
 
 Come, oh come ! and reign for over, 
 God of love, and Prince of peace ; 
 
 Visit now poor bleeding Z*ion 
 Here the psople mourn and weep ; 
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146 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Day and night thy lambs are crying, 
 Come, good Shepherd, feed thy sheep. 
 
 2 Some for Paul, some for Apollos, 
 Some for Cephas — none agree ; 
 
 Jesus, let us hear thee rail us ; 
 
 Help us, Lord, to follow thee ; 
 Then we'll rush through what incumber* 
 
 Over every hind'rance leap, 
 Not upheld by force or numbers, 
 
 Come, good Shepherd, feed thy sheep. 
 
 3 Lord, in us there is no merit, 
 We've been sinners from our youth ; 
 
 Guide us. Lord, by thy good Spirit, 
 Which shall teach us aU the truth. 
 
 On thy gospel word we'll venture. 
 Till in death's cold arms we sleep. 
 
 Love our Lord, and Christ our Saviour 
 Oh ! good Shepherd, feed thy sheep. 
 
 4 Come good Lord, \vith courage arm ua, 
 Persecution rages here — 
 
 Nothing, Lord, we know can harm us, 
 While our Shepherd is so near. 
 
 Glory, glory, be to Jesus, 
 At his name our hearts do leap ; 
 
 He both comforts us, and frees us. 
 The good Shepherd feeds his sheep. 
 
 5 Hear the Prince of our salvation 
 Saying, "Fear not, little flock; 
 
 I, myselfj am your Foundation, 
 
 You are built upon this Rock, 
 Shun the paths of vice and folly. 
 
 Scale the mount, although it's steep; 
 Look to me, and be ye holy ; 
 
 I delight to feed my sheep. 
 G Christ alone, whose merit saves us. 
 
 Taught by him, we'll ovm his name 
 Sweetest of all names is Jesus ! 
 
 How it doth our souls inflame 
 
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 Glory, glory^ glory, glory, 
 
 Give him glory, he will keep, 
 He will clear our way before us, 
 
 Ihe good Shepherd feeds his sheep. 
 
 HYMN 145. P.M. 
 
 1 QAVIOUR, visit thy plantation, 
 
 O Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain ; 
 All will come to desolation, 
 Lest thou visit us again. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Lord revive us, Lord revive tcs, 
 
 Lord revive thy work in me ; 
 O Lord revive us, O revive us, 
 
 All our help must come from thee. 
 
 2 Keep no longer at a distance, 
 Shine upon us from on high ; 
 
 Lest, for want of thine assistance, 
 Every plant should droop and die. 
 
 3 Surely, once thy garden flourish'd, 
 Every part look'd gay and green ; 
 
 Then thy word our spirits nourish'd ; 
 Happy season we have seen ! 
 
 4 But a drought has since succeeded, 
 And a sad decline we see ; 
 
 Lord, thy help is greatly needed ; 
 Help can only come from thee. 
 
 5 Where are those we counted leaders, 
 Fill'd with zeal, and love, and truth 7 
 
 Old professors, tall as cedars, 
 Bright examples for our youth .' 
 
 6 Some, in whom we once delighted, 
 
 We shall meet no more below ; ^ 
 
 Some, alas ! we fear are blighted, 
 Scarce a single leaf they show. 
 
 7 Younger plants — the sight how pleasaat f 
 Cover'd tnick with blossoms stood ; 
 
148 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 But they cause us grief at present. 
 Frosts have nipp'd them in the bud 
 
 8 Dearest Saviour, hasten hither, 
 Thou canst make them bloom aeaiii • 
 
 Oh permit them not to withei", 
 Let not all our hopes be vain ! 
 
 9 Let our mutual love be fervent, 
 Make us prevalent in prayers ; 
 
 Let each one esteem'd thy servant, 
 Shun the world's bewitching snares. 
 
 10 Break the tempter's fatal power, 
 Turn the stony heart to flesh ; 
 
 And begin from this good hour 
 To revive thy work afresh. 
 
 HYMN 146. P. M. 
 
 1 "pNCOMPASS'D with clouds of disiresi^ 
 Vj Just ready all hope to resign, 
 
 1 pant for the light of thy face, 
 
 And fear it will never be mine : 
 Dishearten'd vith waiting so long, 
 
 I sink at th; feet with my load ; 
 All plaintive \ pour out my song, 
 
 And stretch forth my hands unto God. 
 
 2 Shine, Lord, and my terroiir shall cease, 
 The blood of atonement apply. 
 
 And lead me <o Jesus for peace. 
 
 The Rock (\ at is higher than I. 
 Speak, Saviour ! for sweet is thy voice ; 
 
 Thy presence is fair to behold : 
 Attend to my sorrows and cries. 
 
 My groanings that cannot be told. 
 
 3 If sometimes I strive as I mourn. 
 My hold of thy promise to keep, 
 
 The billows more fiercely return, 
 And plunge me again in the deep. 
 
 While harass'd and cast from thy sight, 
 The tempter suggests with a roar, 
 
 I 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 119 
 
 "The Lord has forsaken thee quite ; 
 
 Thy God will be gracious no more." 
 i Yet, Lord, if thy love hath design'd 
 
 No covenant blessing for me, 
 And tell me, how is it I find 
 
 Some pleasure in waiting for thee. 
 Almighty to rescue thou art ; 
 
 Thy grace is my shield and my tower ; 
 Come, succour and gladden my heart 
 
 Let this be the day of thy power, 
 
 . HYMN 147. L. M. 
 
 1 TTTHAT various hind'rances we meet 
 
 VV In coming to the mercy-seat ; 
 Yet who that knows the worth of prayer, 
 But wishes to be often there 1 
 
 2 Prayer makes the darkest clouds withdraw; 
 Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw 
 
 Gives exercise to faith and love, 
 Brings every blessing from above. 
 
 3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight; 
 Prayer makes the Christian's armour bright: 
 And Satan trembles when he sees 
 
 The weakest saint upon his knees. 
 
 4 Have you no words 1 Ah, think again ; 
 Words flow apace when you complain, 
 And fill your fellovp-creatures' ears 
 With the sad tale of all your cares. 
 
 5 Were half the time thus vainly spent, 
 To heav'n in suppUcation sent ; 
 
 Our cheerful songs would oft'ner be, 
 " Hear what the Lord hath done for me." 
 
 HYMN 148. L. M. 
 
 I f^ OD of my life, to tnee I call ; 
 VT Afflicted, at thy feet I fall ; 
 When the great water floods prevail 
 Leave not my trembling heart to fail ! 
 
150 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 2 Friend of the friendless and the fairjt? 
 Where should I lodge my sad complaint? 
 Where but with thee, whose open door 
 Invites the helpless and the poor 1 
 
 3 Did ever mourner plead with thee, 
 And thou refuse that mourner's pleal 
 Does not thy word still fix'd remain, 
 That none shall seek thy face in vain 1 
 
 4 That were a grief I could not bear, 
 Didst thou not hear and answer prayer; 
 But a prayer-hearing, answering God, 
 Supports me under every load. 
 
 5 Fair is the lot that's cast for mc, 
 1 have an advocate with thee.; 
 They whom the world caresses most, 
 Have no such privilege to boast. 
 
 6 Poor tho' I am, despised, forgot, 
 Yet God, my God, forgets me not ; 
 And he is safe, and must succeed, 
 
 For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead. 
 
 HYMN 149. P. M. 
 
 1 "Tl/rERCY, oh thou Son of David!" 
 
 iVx Thus poor blind Bartimeus pray'd ; 
 "Others by thy grace are saved, 
 
 Now vouchsafe to me thine aid :" 
 While he cried, many chid him, 
 
 But he pray'd the louder still, 
 Till the gracious Saviour bid him, 
 
 "Come, and ask me what you will." 
 
 2 Money was not what he wanted, 
 Though by begging used to live : 
 
 But he ask'd and Jesus granted 
 Alms which none but he could give. 
 
 "Lord, remove this grievous blindness, 
 Let my eyes behold the day ;" 
 
 Straight he saw, and, won by kindness, 
 FoUow'd Jesus in the way. 
 
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 3 Now mcthinks I hear him praising, 
 Publishing to all around, 
 
 "Friends, is not thy case amazing? 
 
 What a Saviour I have found ! 
 Oh that all the blind but knew him, 
 
 And would be advised by me ! 
 Surely, they would come unto him; 
 
 He would cause them all to see. 
 
 4 "Now I freely leave my garuiei>ts, 
 Follow Jesus in the way ; 
 
 He will guide me by his counsel; 
 
 Lead me to eternal day : 
 There I shall behold my Saviour, 
 
 Spotless, innocent, and pure : 
 And with him shall reign for ever, 
 
 If I to the end endure." 
 
 HYMN 150. S. M 
 
 1 TTUNGRY, and faint, and poor, 
 XX Behold us. Lord, again. 
 
 Assembled at thy mercy's door, 
 Thy bounty to obtain. 
 
 2 Thy word invites us nigh, 
 
 , Or we should starve indeed, 
 
 For we no money have to buy, 
 
 No righteousness to plead. 
 
 3 The food our spirits want 
 Thy hand alone can give ! 
 
 Oh ! hear the prayer of faith, and grant, 
 That we may eat and live. 
 
 HYMN 151. P. M. 
 
 1 TTTHEN thou, my righteous Judge, sttali 
 
 VV come. ' 
 
 To call thy rjmsom'd people home, 
 Shall I among them stand? 
 
152 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Shall such a wretched worm as I, 
 Who sometimes am afraid to die, 
 Be found at thy right hand! 
 
 2 I love to meet among them now, 
 Before thy gi'acious feet to bow, 
 
 Though vilest of them all ; 
 But can I bear the piercing thought, 
 What if my name should be cast out, 
 
 When thou shalt for them call? 
 
 8 Prevent, prevent it by thy grace, 
 Be thou, dear Lord, my hiding place 
 
 In this accepted day : 
 Thy pard'ning voice oh let me hear, 
 To still thy unbelieving fear, 
 
 Nor let me fall, I pray. 
 
 4 Let me among thy saints be found, 
 When the archangel's triunp shall sound, 
 
 To see thy smiling face : 
 The loudest of the crowd I'U sing, 
 While heaven's resoimding musick rings 
 
 With shouts of loudest praise. 
 
 HYMN 152. C. M. 
 
 1 TESUS ! thou art the sinner's Friend, 
 J As such I look to thee ; 
 
 Now in the bowels of thy love, 
 Oh Lord ! remember me. 
 
 2 Remember thy pure word of grace. 
 Remember Calvary ; 
 
 Remember all thy dying groans, 
 And then remember me. 
 
 3 Thou wondrous Advocate with God 
 I yield myself to thee ; 
 
 While thou art sitting on thy throne, 
 Oh Lord ! remember me. 
 
 4 I own I'm guilty, own I^ vile, 
 Yet tiiy* salvation's free ; 
 
ZION SONGSTER 153 
 
 Then, in thy all-abounding grace, 
 Oh Lord ! remember me. 
 
 5 Howe'er forsaken or distress'd, 
 
 Howe'er oppress'd I be ; 
 Howe'er afflicted here on earth, 
 
 Co thou remember me. 
 
 7 And when I close my eyes in death 
 
 And creature helps all flee, 
 Then, oh my great Redeemer, God! 
 
 I pray remember me. 
 
 HYMN 153. P.M 
 
 1 -pNCOURAGED by thy word 
 J-J Of promise to the poor, 
 
 Behold a beggar, Lord, 
 Waits at thy mercy's door: 
 No hand, no heart, oh Lord ! but thine, 
 Can help or pity wants like mine. 
 
 2 The beggar's usual plea, ' 
 Relief from men to gain. 
 
 If offered unto thee, 
 I know thou wouldst disdain : 
 But those which move thy gracious ear, 
 Are such as men would scorn to hear. 
 
 3 I have no right to say. 
 That though I now am poor, 
 
 Yet once there was a day 
 When I possessed more : 
 Thou knowest from my very birth 
 I've been the poorest wretch on earth. 
 
 4 Nor dare I to profess, 
 As beggars often do. 
 
 Though great is my distress, 
 My faults have been but few ; 
 If thou shouldst leave my soul to stfurve, 
 It would be what I should deserve. 
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154 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 6 Nor dare I to nretend 
 
 I never begg'd before ; 
 And if thou now befriend 
 I'll trouble thee no more : 
 Thou often hast relieved my pain, 
 And often I must come again. 
 
 6 Though crumbs are much too good 
 For such a wretch as I, 
 
 No less than children's food 
 My soul can satisfy : 
 Oh do not frown and bid me go, 
 I must have all thou canst bestow. 
 
 7 Nor can I willing be 
 Thy bounties to conceal 
 
 From others, who like me 
 Their wants and hunger feel ; 
 I'll tell them of thy meicy's store, 
 And try to send ten thousand more. 
 
 8 Thy ways, thou only wise, 
 
 Our ways an^ thoughts transcend, 
 Far as the arched skies 
 
 Above this earth extend; 
 Such pleas as mine men would not hear. 
 But God receives the beggar's prayer. 
 
 HYMN 154. P. M. 
 
 I TF ever pity moved thee, 
 
 X Thou glorious Sun of Righteousness; 
 If ever saints have proved thee, 
 
 A sure relief in deep distress ; 
 Oh breathe thy loving Spirit, 
 
 Thyself to me, oh Christ, impart, 
 And give me to inherit 
 
 Thy kingdom form'd within my heart. 
 
 & By Satan oft deceived. 
 
 Drawn from the path of righteousness, 
 Thy Spirit oft I've grieved, 
 
 And brought upon me sore distress ; 
 
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 But as thy great compassion 
 
 Extends to all the fallen race, 
 In faith for tliy salvation 
 
 I humbly look through sovereign grace. 
 
 3 Here like apostate Peter, 
 
 My tears 1 shed, and make my moan : 
 Pity thy faithless creature. 
 
 Dear Lord, and break my heart of stone. 
 Accept of my petition, 
 
 Thy pardon to my soul reveal, 
 Thou great, thou good Physician, 
 
 Hear, and my wounded spirit heal. 
 i All glory to the Saviour, 
 
 Who shed for me his precious blood, 
 I feel Pm in his favour. 
 
 That I am his, and he's my God. 
 Much he hath me forgiven, 
 
 Much, while on earth, oh may I love, 
 Then find my way to heaven, 
 
 And join the blood- wash'd throng above. 
 5 There, through the starry regions, 
 
 To sound aloud redeeming grace, 
 And with celestial legions, 
 
 With joy proclaim my Maker's praise. 
 There, free from pain and sadness, 
 
 PU shout and sing for evermore, 
 Where all is joy and gladness. 
 
 On that eternal, happy shore. 
 
 HYMN 155. C. M. 
 
 1 /^H for a breeze of heavenly love, 
 \J To waft my soul away, 
 
 To that celestial world above, 
 Where pleasures ne'er decay. 
 
 2 Eternal Spirit, deign to be 
 My pilot here below. 
 
 To steer through life's tempestuou.s sea, 
 Where stormy winds do blow. 
 
156 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 3 From rocks of pride on cither hand, 
 From quicksands of despair ; 
 
 Oh guide me safe to Canaan's land, 
 Through every latent snare. 
 
 4 Anchor me in tliat port above, 
 On that celestial shore, 
 
 Where dashing billows never move. 
 Where tempests never roar. 
 
 HYMN 156. S. M. 
 
 1 "PREPARE a thankful song 
 JT To the Redeemer's name ! 
 
 His praises should employ each tongas, 
 And every heart inflame ! 
 
 2 He laid his glory by, 
 
 And dreadful pains endured. 
 That rebels such as you and I, 
 From wrath might be secured. 
 
 3 Upon the cross he died, 
 Our debt of sin to pay : 
 
 The blood and water from his side 
 Wash guilt and filth away. 
 
 4 And now he pleading stands 
 For us before the throne, 
 
 And answers all the law's demands 
 With what himself hath done. 
 
 5 The Holy Ghost he sends 
 Our stubborn souls to move : 
 
 To make his enemies his friends, 
 And conquer them by love. 
 
 6 The world and Satan rage, 
 But he their power controls ; 
 
 His wisdom, love, and truth, engaga 
 Protection for our souls. 
 
 7 Though prcss'd we wll not yield* 
 But shall prevail at length ; 
 
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 For Jesus is our sun and shield, 
 Our righteousness and strength. 
 
 8 Assured that Christ our King 
 
 Will put our foes to flight, 
 We on the field of battle s>.ig, 
 
 And triumph, while we fight. 
 
 HYMN 157. P. M. 
 
 1 TTTHEN my Shepherd, my Saviour is near, 
 
 VV How quickly my sorrows depart ; 
 New beauties around me appear, 
 
 New spirits enliven my heart. 
 His presence gives peace to my soul, 
 
 And Satan assaults me in vain ; 
 If my Shepherd his power control, 
 
 I think I no more shall complain. 
 
 2 But, alas, what a change do I find, 
 
 When my Shepherd withdraws from m^' Ki<:ii. 
 My foes all return to my mind. 
 
 My day is soon changed into night, 
 Then Satan his efforts renews 
 
 To vex and ensnare me again — 
 All my pleasing enjoyments I lose. 
 
 And can only lament and complain. 
 8 By these changes I often pass through, 
 
 I am taught my own weakness to know — 
 I am taught what my Shepherd cjin do, 
 
 And how much to his mercy I owe. 
 'Tis he that supports me through all ; 
 
 When I faint he revives me again ; 
 He attends to my prayer when I call, 
 
 And bids me no longer complain. 
 4 Why then should I murmur or grieve, 
 
 Since my Shepherd is always the same, 
 And has promised he never will leave 
 
 The soul that confides in his name 1 
 To relieve me from all that I fear, 
 
 He was buffeted, tempted, and slain,' 
 
158 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 And at length he will surely appear, 
 
 Though he leaves me a while to complam 
 5 AVhile I dwell in an enemy's land, 
 
 Can I hope to be always in peace 1 
 Tis enough that my Shepherd's at hand, 
 
 And that shortly this warfare will cease. 
 For ere long he will bid me remove 
 
 Frofn this region of sorrow and pain, 
 To abide in his presence above, 
 
 And then I no more shall complain. 
 
 HYMN 158. P. M. 
 
 1 i^OME. saints and sinners, hear me tell 
 \y The wonders of Immanuel, 
 
 Who saved from a burning hell, 
 And brought my soul with him to dwell, 
 And gave me heavenly union. 
 
 2 When Jesus saw me from on high. 
 Beheld my soul in ruin lie ; 
 
 He looked on me with pitying eye, 
 And said to me, as he pas's'd by, 
 " With God you have no union." 
 
 3 Then I began to weep and cry ; 
 And look'd this way and that to Jly ; 
 It grieved me so that 1 must die ; 
 
 I strove salvation for to biiy : 
 But still I had no union. 
 
 4 But when I hated all my sin, 
 My dear Redeemer took me in, 
 
 And with his blood he wash'd me clean ; 
 And oh ! what seasons I have seen 
 Since first I felt this union. 
 
 5 I praised the Lord both night and day, 
 And went from house to house to pray. 
 And if I met one on the way, 
 
 I found I'd something still to say 
 About this heavenly union. 
 
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 6 I now with saints can join to sing, 
 And mount on faltii's triumphant wing, 
 And make tiie heavenly arches ring 
 With loud hosannas to our King, 
 
 Who brought our souls to union. 
 
 7 Oh come, backsliders, come away. 
 And mind to do as well as say, 
 
 And learn to watch as well as pray, 
 And bear your cross from day to day ; 
 And then you'll feel this union. 
 
 8 We soon shall leave all things below, 
 And quit these climes of pain and wo. 
 And then we'll all to glory go. 
 
 And then we'll see, and hear, and know, 
 And feel a perfect union. 
 
 9 Come, heaven and earth, unite your lays, 
 And give to Jesus endless praise ; 
 
 And oh my soul, look on and gaze ! 
 He bleeds, he dies, your debt he pays, 
 To give you heavfcnly union. 
 
 10 Oh could I, like an angel, sound 
 Salvation through the earth around, 
 The devil's kingdom to confound; 
 I'd triumph on Immanuel's gi'ound. 
 
 And spread this glorious union. 
 
 HYMN 159. P. M. 
 
 1 TTTE soon shall break all nature's tics- 
 
 VV On wings of love our souls shall rise, 
 And shout salvation through the skies, 
 And win the mark, and gain the prize, 
 And feel a blessed union. 
 
 2 And when we reach the blissful plains 
 Where love divine immortal reigns, 
 We'll bid adieu to all our pains ^ 
 &.nd join the sweet angelick strains. 
 
 In one eternal imion. 
 
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 3 There we shi-.d see as we are seen, 
 Without a dirru -^ng veij between ; 
 And not a cloudf shaH intervene, 
 
 But all is pleasant and serene 
 In climes of pflrfect union. 
 
 4 There we shall reign eternally, 
 And praise the Lamb that sets us free, 
 Who groan'd and died upon the irco, 
 That we might his salvation see, 
 
 And feel this bJessed union. 
 
 5 Almighty God ! each heart and tongue 
 To thee shall raise a glorious song : 
 
 All praises to thy name belong : 
 Let Zion sing, Thy kingdom come, 
 And fill the worU \vith union. 
 
 6 And wnen th'3 final trump shrfll soujid, 
 And wake the nations under ground, 
 Our souls and bodies shall obey, 
 
 And fly to everlasting day ; 
 Then sweet will be this union. 
 
 7 Divisions then will all be o'er, 
 And party spirit reign no more : 
 
 The churc*;) triumphant will be pure, 
 And all God's people dwell secure. 
 Where none ca»n break their union. 
 
 HYMN 160. C. M. 
 
 1 TTOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
 Xl In a believer's ear ! 
 
 U sooths his sorrows, heals his woikkIs, 
 And drives away his fear. 
 
 2 it makes the wounded spirit whole. 
 And calms the troubled oreast :_ 
 
 'Tia manna to the hungry soiil, 
 And to the weary rest. 
 
 3 Dear name i the rock on whicli I build; 
 My shield and hidmg place • 
 
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 My never-failing treasury, fill'd 
 With boundless stores of grace. 
 
 I Jesus ! my shepherd, husband, friend, 
 
 My proi)het, priest, and king ; 
 My Lord, my life, my way, my end, 
 
 Accept the praise I bring. 
 
 5 Weak is the effort of my heart, 
 And cold my wannest thought ; 
 
 But when I see thee as thou art, 
 rU praise thee as I ought. 
 
 6 Till then I would thy love proclaim 
 With ev'ry lleeting breath : 
 
 And may the musick of tliy name 
 Refresh ray soul in deatli. 
 
 HYMN 161. L. M. 
 
 1 TTAIL, God the Father, glorious light ! 
 XI Hail, God the Son, my soul's delight 
 
 Hail, Holy Ghost, eternal Three ! 
 My anthem through eternity. 
 
 2 Ve glitt'ring orbs around the skies, 
 Hut speak his glories in disguise : 
 Your silent language ne'er can tell 
 The wisdom of Immanuel. 
 
 3 Tell mountains, that becloud the sky, 
 With all the hills that round you lie, 
 While time endures you ne'er can tell 
 The grandeurs of Inunanuel. 
 
 4 Ye trembling seas, with dismal roar, 
 Whose billows sound from shore to shore, 
 Your thimd'ring language ne'er can teU 
 The power cf Immanuel. 
 
 5 Ye worlds on worlds, with all your throng 
 Through every clime extend your song ; 
 
 A guilty world's preserv'd from hell 
 By Christ, the King Immanuel. 
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162 ZlOxN SONGSTER. 
 
 6 Behold him leave his Father's throne 
 Behold him bleed, and hear him groaoi : 
 Death's iron chain would fail to tell 
 The strength of King Immanuel. 
 
 7 Behold him take his ancient seat, 
 And millions bowing at his feet , 
 He conquer'd all the hosts of hell, 
 Yes, glory to Immanuel. 
 
 8 His fame shall spread from pole to poldj 
 While glory rolls from soul to soul ; 
 The gospel now goes forth to tell, 
 
 The love of King Immanuel. 
 
 9 While I am singing of his name, 
 My soul begins to feel the flame ; 
 I'm full, I'm full, but ne'er can tell 
 The glory of InmaanueL 
 
 10 I long to hear the trumpet sound, 
 And see his glories blaze around : 
 Then will I shout, and sing, and tell, 
 Redemption through Immanuel. 
 
 11 Ten thousand thousand in the throng. 
 Ten thousand thousand join the song ; 
 All saved from a gaping "hell, 
 
 Give glory to Inmianuel. 
 
 12 My soul's transported with his charms 
 I long to lie in Jesus's arms : — 
 
 My loving brethren, all farewell, 
 I go to meet Inrnianuel. 
 
 HYMN x62. P. M. 
 
 1 TTARK, my soul, it is the Lord, 
 Xl. 'Tis thy Saviour, hear his word ; 
 
 Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee : — 
 "Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou mcl 
 
 2 "I deliver'd thee when bound, 
 
 And when wounded, heal'd thy wound ; 
 
Z'lON SONGSTER. 1G3 
 
 Sought thee wand'ring, set thee right, 
 Tum'd thy darkness into light. 
 
 3 " Can a mother's tender care 
 Cease towards the child she bare 1 
 Yes, she may forgetful be, 
 
 Yet will I remember thee. 
 
 4 " Mine is a redeeming love, 
 Higher than the heights above, 
 Deeper than the depths beneath ; 
 Free, and faithful, strong as death 
 
 5 "Thou shalt see my glory soon, 
 When the work of grace is done ; 
 Partner of my throne shalt be. 
 Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me 1" 
 
 6 Lord, it is my chief complaint, 
 That my love is weak and faint : 
 Yet I love thee, and adore ; 
 
 Oh for grace to love thee more ! 
 
 HYMN 163. G. M. 
 
 1 /^OME, all ye mourning pilgrims now 
 V^ The joyful news I'll tell ; 
 
 The Lord hath sent salvation down, 
 
 To save our souls from hell ; 
 Tlie angels brought the tidings dov\'n. 
 
 To shepherds in the field, 
 That God to man is reconciled 
 
 His son to men reveaJ'd. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Sing glory, honour, to the Lamb, 
 
 Salvation to our King ; 
 Let all that's wash'd in Jesus's bloody 
 
 His glorious praises sing. 
 
 2 Come all ye poor despised souls, 
 Unto his fold repair ; 
 
 Where God his boundless love unfolds, 
 And says he'i2 meet us there. 
 
164 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 His glorious presence fills our souls 
 
 With songs of loudest praise ; 
 Let all that want a Saviour dear, 
 
 Their hearts and voices raise. 
 
 3 There's glory, glory in my soul, 
 It cacae from heaven above ; 
 
 Which makes me pi'aise my God so bol(^ 
 
 And his dear children love. 
 I'll serve the bleeding Lamb of God, 
 
 I love his ways so well ; 
 Because his precious blood was shed 
 
 To save my soul from helL 
 
 4 When weeping Mary came to seek 
 Her Lord, with a perfume, 
 
 The napljin and the sheet she foijnd 
 
 Together in the tomb ; 
 The angel said, He is not here, 
 
 He's risen from the dead, 
 And streams of grace to sinners flow 
 
 All free as did liis blood. 
 
 HYMN 164. L. M. 
 
 1 T TTITH rev'rence to the King of kings, 
 
 VV Whose throne is fix'd above our sight : 
 My soul would stretcli her feeble wings, 
 
 And trace the glaries of his feet. 
 He moves majestick through the eartli, 
 
 Surveys with care the crimes of men : 
 He marks their sins, he hears their mirth, 
 
 And by his judgments comes again. 
 
 2 ITow ofl; has he his power display'd. 
 While love and wrath have mingled here ; 
 
 How many number'd with the dead — 
 
 How many empty seats appear, 
 Our aged friends with whom we've sung. 
 
 With whom we preach'd, with whom \%i pray'dj 
 Have gone to fill their empty tomb. 
 
 And hold a mansion with the dead. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 165 
 
 8 The old, the young, the vile, the just, 
 
 Have felt the mandate from his throne ; 
 They've lost their glories in the dust, 
 
 To heaven or heU their souls have gone. 
 The crowds immersed in mourning shades, 
 
 With sighs and tears their loss deplore ; 
 Tlie bands of love and ties of blood, 
 
 Dissolved by death and known no more. 
 
 1 The partner of a husband's joy. 
 
 Must take her leave, and soon be gone ; 
 We hear the helpless orphan cry ; 
 
 We hear the tender lover mourn : 
 The wife laments her head and friend, 
 
 From her embraces torn away ; 
 Connubial joys have found an end, 
 
 To death they fall an easy prey. 
 
 5 The parents' heai't now bleeds with griet 
 To see their fainting children lie ; 
 
 To hear them cry for some relief. 
 To see them fade, and faint, and die, 
 
 Alas ! is this our dreadful doom 1 
 Yes, death by his resistless sway, 
 
 Is emptying rooms to furnish tombs. 
 And moving kindred friends away. 
 
 6 But why should we in dungeons sigh. 
 Or suik beneath the shades of gloom 7 
 
 Or why surrender all our joys. 
 
 And fall as victims to the tomb 1 
 Why should we dread the tyrant king. 
 
 Or doubt the Saviour's power to save ? 
 Since he has drawn the monster's sting, 
 
 And as a conqueror left the grave. 
 
 7 The marble vault nor mighty stone. 
 Nor Cesar's seal, nor Pilate's guard, 
 
 Could hold the sacred prisoner long, 
 Or triumph o'er the rising Lord. 
 
166 ZION. SONGSTER. 
 
 The angel roll'd the stone away, 
 He burst the gloomy vault in twain ; 
 
 Darkness was kindled into day, 
 Rising he triumph'd o'er his pain. 
 
 8 He fed and bless'd his feeble band. 
 Then took his leave to mount on high,* 
 
 Behold his wond'ring children stand, 
 Geizing to heaven with sacred eye. 
 
 His golden chariot rose aloft, 
 Up to the eternal worlds of light, 
 
 iTie heavenly hosts begin the song, 
 While Galileans lose the sight. 
 
 9 The door5 of heaven fly open wide, 
 To let the King of glory in ; 
 
 While angels guard on every side. 
 
 Proclaim his victory over sin. 
 Millions of saved sinners join, 
 
 With love and rapture in their eyes ; 
 To gaze upon the eternal Son, 
 
 And shout him welcome to the skies. 
 
 HYMN 165. P. M. 
 
 1 "C*AR above yon glorious ceiling 
 J? Of the azure-vaulted sky, 
 
 Jesus sits, his love revealing 
 To his splendid troops on high. 
 
 2 Hosts seraphick humbly bowing, 
 At his feet they prostrate fall ; 
 
 Siints and angels all avowing, 
 God in Christ is all in all. 
 
 3 Could we leave our foolish dreaming 
 Of a fancied heaven below. 
 
 And see Jesus's glory beaming, 
 How our soul would long to go. 
 
 4 Earth by us would then be spumed 
 All its vanity subside ; 
 
 Fuel fit for to be burned. 
 All its honours, pleasures, pride. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 167 
 
 5 From the general conflagration 
 We should to God's refuge fly ; 
 
 Clasp the hope of our salvation, 
 Live in Christ, in Jesus die. 
 
 6 We in him our rest regaining, 
 All its blessedness should prove ; 
 
 O'er our foes victorious reigning, 
 Perfected in spotless love. 
 
 7 We should for his day be waiting, 
 When the full reward is given ; 
 
 When the glorious work's completed, 
 Jesus takes his church to heaven. 
 
 8 Pure from every stain -of nature, 
 There in holiness to shine ; 
 
 Moulded like its great Creator, 
 All immortal, all divine. 
 
 HYMN 166. P.M. 
 
 1 T'LL sing my Saviour's grace, 
 X And his dear name I'll pi'aise 
 
 While in this land of sorrow 1 x-emain: 
 
 My troubles soon will end, 
 
 And my soul will ascend, 
 When freed from this dull clod of cumbrous clay. 
 
 2 A pilgrim here below, ' 
 While in this vale of wo, 
 
 I live in exile, mourning like the dove ; 
 
 My days in sorrow roll, 
 
 And my weary soul 
 With earnest longings pants to mount above 
 
 3 Though few my days have been, 
 Much trouble I have seen. 
 
 And deep afflictions I have waded through; 
 
 For thorny is the way 
 
 To eternal day ; 
 Yet forward wiU I oress, and onward go 
 
168 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 4 Another day is gone, 
 And yon declining sun 
 
 las veil'd his radiant beams in sable shades 
 While gloomy darkness reigns 
 O'er the extensive plains, 
 And awful silence closes up the scene. 
 
 5 Tims rapidly flies away 
 Every succeeding day, 
 
 And life's declining liglit draws to a close ; 
 
 This life's short setting sun 
 
 Will soon in death go do\vn, 
 And lay my weary hmbs in sweet repose. 
 
 6 On eagles' wings of love 
 Then I shall mount above, 
 
 And find my passage safe to endless day : 
 
 Then happy, sweet surprise ! 
 
 What great new wonders rise. 
 When freed from this duU clod of cumbrous clay 
 
 7 Oh ! what a glorious sight, 
 And what supreme delight 
 
 Will strike my raptured eyes when I behold — 
 
 When Salem's gates I see 
 
 Fly open wide to me. 
 And streets of gUtt'ring fine transparent gold- 
 
 8 But oh ! and shall I then 
 Behold the friend of men — 
 
 The man who suffer'd, bled, and died for me ; 
 
 Wlio bore my load of sin, 
 
 Sorrow, and grief, and pain. 
 To make me happy, and to set me free 1 
 
 9 To living fountains then. 
 And to rich pastures green, 
 
 To trees of paradise he leads his lambs; 
 
 While millions falling down. 
 
 Prostrated all around, 
 And at his footstool cast their glitt'ring crowns 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 169 
 
 10 Ye heavenly arclies ring, 
 
 Sing hallelujahs ! sing, 
 Hail ! holy, holy, holy bleeding Lamb 
 
 Once we were dead in sin, 
 
 But now we live again. 
 And glory, glory, glory to his name. 
 
 HYMN 167. P. M. 
 
 HEAR what God the Lord hath spoken* 
 " Oh ray people, faint and few ; 
 Comfortless, afflicted, broken. 
 Fair abodes I build for you ; 
 Thorns of heart- fell tribulation 
 
 Shall no more perplex your ways ; 
 
 You shall name your walls salvation, 
 
 And your gates shall all be praise. 
 
 2 " There, like streams that feed the garden, 
 Pleasures without end shall flow ; 
 For the Lord your faith rewarding, 
 
 All his bounty shall bestow : 
 Still in undisturb'd possession, 
 
 Peace and righteousness shall reign; 
 Never shall you feel oppression, 
 
 Hear the voice of war again. 
 3 "Ye no more your suns descending, 
 
 Waning moons no more shall see ; 
 But your griefs for ever ending, 
 
 Find eternal moon in me. 
 God shall rise, and shining o'er you, 
 
 Change to day the gloom of night ; 
 He, the Lord, shall be your glory, 
 
 God your everlasting light." 
 
 HYMN 168. C. M. 
 
 1 A RISE and shine, oh Zion fair, 
 
 xx Behold thy light is come ! 
 Thy gloiious conq'ring King is near, 
 
 To take his exiles home : 
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170 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 The trumpet sounding through the sky, 
 
 To set poor captives free ; 
 The day of wonder now is nigli, 
 
 The year of jubilee. 
 
 2 Ye heralds, blow your trumpets lo'Jfl, 
 The earth must know her doom ; 
 
 Go spread the news from pole to pole. 
 
 Behold the jud5;e is come . 
 Blow out the sun, burn up the earth ! 
 
 Consume the rolling Hood ! 
 While every star shall disappeai' 
 
 Go turn the moon to blood ! 
 
 3 Arise, ye nations under ground, 
 Before the Judge appear ; 
 
 All tongues and languages shall grace. 
 
 Their final doom to hear ! 
 King Jesus on his dazzling throne, 
 
 Ten thousand ansels round ; 
 And Gabriel with a silver trump, 
 
 Echoes the awful sound ! 
 
 4 The glonous news of gospel grace 
 To sinners now is o'er ; 
 
 The trump in Zion now is still. 
 
 And to be heard no more ! 
 The watchmen all have left their walls 
 
 And with their flocks above. 
 On Canaan's peaceful shore they smg 
 
 And shout redeeming love ! 
 
 5 Come on, my brethren m the Lord 
 Whose hearts are join'd in one ; 
 
 Hold up your heads with courage bold, 
 
 Your race is almost run : 
 Above the clouds behold him stand, 
 
 And smiling bids you come ; 
 And angels whisp'ring you away 
 
 To your eternal home. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 171 
 
 HYMN 169. C. M. 
 
 1 T^O see a pilgrim as he dies, 
 X With glory in his view ; 
 
 To heaven he lifts his longing eyes, 
 
 And bids the world adieu ; 
 Wliile friends are weeping all around, 
 
 And loath to let him go ; 
 lie shouts with his expiring breath, 
 
 And leaves them all below ! 
 
 2 Oh Christians ! are you ready now 
 To cross the sweUing flood 1 ' 
 
 On Canaan's happy shore behold, 
 
 And see your smihng God : 
 The dazzling charms of that bright world 
 
 Attract my soul above ; 
 My tongue shall shout redeeming grace 
 
 When perfected in love. , 
 
 3 Go on, my bretliren in the Lord, 
 Vm bound to meet you there ; 
 
 Although we tread enchanted ground, 
 
 Be bold arvd never fear : 
 Fight on, fight on, ye valiant souls, 
 
 (Your Captain is in view ;) 
 And when I gain fair Canaan's lajid, 
 
 I hope to meet with you. 
 
 4 Salvation through our conqu'ring King, 
 Now let the echo fly ; 
 
 While they repeat the song above, 
 
 Through armies in the sky. 
 Oh Christians ! help me praise the Lamb 
 
 Who died for you and me ! 
 We'll sing his praises as we go, 
 
 And shout eternally. 
 
 5 Go on my brethren in the Lord^ 
 Until we meet again. 
 
 Perhaps in time, or as we ris® 
 Abov» <he fiery main. 
 
J 72 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 We'll join the heavenly armies bright, 
 
 In presence of the Lanib, 
 (Lnd tune our harps, and sing free grace, 
 
 In love's eternal ilame. 
 
 HYMN 170. P. M. 
 
 ( "PVEATH, he is the king of terrours, 
 
 J-J And a teri'our unto kings ; 
 Oft lie fills our minds with horrours, 
 
 Telling us of frightful things ; 
 Lauds of darkness, shades of silence, 
 
 Gloomy vaults vphere pris'ners lie : 
 How many thousands she has conquer'G 
 
 We, alas ! must shortly die ! — 
 
 2 "Yes, I'm Death, I spare not any, 
 Children, husbands, or their wives : 
 
 Nor am I ever brib'd'by money — 
 Physick will not save their hves: 
 
 Deaf I am to all entreaties, 
 When commissioned, forth I go ; 
 
 With mortal paleness on my features, 
 Thus I give the fatal blow ! 
 
 3 "See, weak man, how unexpected, 
 In my chariot forth I ride ! 
 
 Fierce convulsions, pains, and fevers. 
 Are the weapons by my side : 
 
 Kingdoms, coimtries, or their cities. 
 Kings, their councils, or their slaves, 
 
 None of these mine eyes have pitied, 
 Quick I bring them to their graves. 
 
 I " See Ihem lie without distinction ! 
 
 Thus I boast my thousands slain ; 
 Nor can reason's comprehension 
 
 E'er behold them rise again." — 
 Stop, oh Death ! don't boast of victory 
 
 Stop, and hear what faith can say 
 Our bless'd Jesus, glorious Savioui ' 
 
 Was entomb'd near Calvary. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 173 
 
 5 See him nsing ! hear him triumph ! 
 " I, oh Death ! have conquer'd you; 
 
 Though thy looks are so dismaying 
 To my saints, I'll bring them through. 
 
 This gives cause for all believers 
 To rejoice in Chi-ist their King ; 
 
 Death's no more than a dark curfain, 
 Drawn to let my saints come in. 
 
 6 "There the wicked cease from troubling, 
 There the weary are at rest ; 
 
 There my saints do cease from sufTring, 
 
 There they are divinely blest ; 
 Free from sin, and free from sorrow. 
 
 Free from sickness, care, and pain ; 
 Gloomy thoughts, or dismal horrours, 
 
 Ne'er shalT frighten them again." 
 
 7 Thus the saints in holy triumph 
 May rejoice in Christ their King, 
 
 Ask the grave, " Where is thy vict'ry 1 
 Boasting death ! where is thy sting?" 
 
 Redeem'd and pardon'd through the Saviou?, 
 Though the grave my flesh annoy, 
 
 Death's but the gate to endless glory, 
 Gate to everlasting joy. 
 
 HYMN 171. P. M. 
 
 1 rpiIERE is a land of pleasure, 
 
 X Where streams of joy for ever roll, 
 'Tis there I have my treasure. 
 
 And there I long to rest my soul. 
 Long darkness dwelt around me, 
 
 With scarcely once a cheering ray ; 
 But since my Saviour found me, 
 
 A lamp has shone along my way. 
 
 2 My way is full of danger ; 
 
 But 'tis the path that leads to God, 
 And like a faithful soldier ' 
 I'll boldly march along the road. 
 
174 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Now 1 must gird my sword on, 
 
 My breastplate, helmet, and my shield ; 
 And fight the host of Satan, 
 
 Until I reach the heavenly field. 
 
 3 I'm on ray way to Zion, 
 
 Still guided by my Saviour's hand ; 
 Oh come along, dear sinners, 
 
 And see Immanuel's happy land : 
 To all who stay behind me, 
 
 I bid a long, a long farewell ; 
 Come now, or you'll repent it, 
 
 When you shall reach the gates of hell. 
 
 4 The vale of tears surround me, 
 And Jordan's current rolls before ; 
 
 Oil how I stand and tremble 
 To hear the dismal waters roar ! 
 
 ^Vhose hand shall then support me, 
 And keep my soul from sinking there 1 
 
 From sinking down to darkness, 
 And to the regions of despair? 
 
 5 The stream shall not affright me. 
 Although 'tis deeper than the grave, 
 
 If Jesus stands beside me 
 
 I'll smoothly ride on Jordan's wave : 
 His word has calm'd the ocean, 
 
 His lamp has cheer'd the gloomy vale, 
 Oh ! may this Friend be with me 
 
 While through the gates of death I sail 
 
 6 Come then, thou king of terrours, 
 And with thy dagger lay rae low— 
 
 I then shall reach those regions 
 Where everlasting pleeisures flow. 
 
 Oh sinners ! shall I leave you 1 
 No more to join your social band ' 
 
 No more to stand beside you. 
 Till at the judgment bar we standi 
 
 7 Soon the archangel's trumpet 
 
 Shall shake the globe from pole to pote, 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 175 
 
 Aiid all the Vv'heels of nature 
 
 Shall in a moment cease to roll ; 
 Then we shall see the Saviour, 
 
 With shining ranks of angels come, 
 To execute his vengeance, 
 
 And take his faithful servants home. 
 8 Then, sinners, you'll be driven 
 
 Down to the lake of fire and pain, 
 To dwell in flaming sulphur. 
 
 And never to return again, — 
 Then sinners, you'll remember 
 
 Who warn'd you of that dreadful end ; 
 While the smoking of your torment 
 
 In pitchy clouds shall up ascend. 
 
 HYMN 172. P. M. 
 
 1 T7"E travellers to paradise, 
 
 JL (Tliat happy, happy state !) 
 Whose name, and ways, and spirit, 
 
 A wicked world doth hate ; 
 Vour highway lies before you, 
 
 And upward doth ascend, 
 And leads you on to glory, 
 
 To see your dearest Friend. 
 
 2 A Friend that's nearer to ycu 
 Than any brother here, 
 
 Vour Lord and only Saviour, 
 
 Your great Redeemer dear ; 
 Who once a human body 
 
 Upon himself did take, 
 Us sinners heirs of glory 
 
 Eternally to make. 
 
 3 Who suffer'd, bled, and groan'ti, and die(l| 
 Upon the Roman cross. 
 
 To make atonement for our sins, 
 
 And to retrieve our loss. 
 ile gain'd our pardon when he died, 
 
 And so removed the curse, 
 
176 ZION SONGSTER 
 
 And then ascended up on high, 
 To intercede for us. 
 
 4 Exalted there, at God's right hand, 
 The loviniT Lamb dotli sit, 
 
 And shows his wounded body, 
 His head, his hands, his feet ; 
 
 He pleads his matchless merit 
 Before his Father's throne, 
 
 And send us down his Spirit, 
 And holds us out a crown. 
 
 5 Oh brethren, look upon that crown, 
 And see how bright it shines ! 
 
 Exceeding far in lustre 
 
 Diana's silver shrines ; 
 Its value is immensely great. 
 
 Surpassing human thought ; 
 So rich a crown was never yet 
 
 With gold or silver bought. 
 
 6 A cro\vn of life, of endless life ! 
 The gracious gift of God ! 
 
 To which you have a title 
 Through faith in .Tesus's blood ; 
 
 And you your title still may hold ; 
 And now my faith may view 
 
 The Lamb once slain, but risen again, 
 To intercede for you. 
 
 7 Don't you grow faint and weary, 
 As many a one hath done, 
 
 But finish well your journey, 
 
 As you have now begun ; 
 You're on a state of trial, 
 
 But it will shortly end ; 
 And you'll ascend to glory. 
 
 To see yo<ur dearest Friend. 
 
 8 Not transiently to visit, 
 (And then to earth remove,) 
 
 But dwell for ever with the Lord, 
 And live upon his love ; 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 177 
 
 Your siu shall cease to trouble there, 
 
 Temptations will be o'er ; 
 Oh brethren, keep a closer walk, 
 
 And love your Jesus more, 
 
 HYMN 173. C. M. 
 
 1 T>OLD soldiers all, on you I call, 
 XJ Although you are but few : 
 
 When you've done all, stand fast, and keep 
 
 The glorious prize in view ! 
 The time draws nigh when you and I 
 
 Must cross bold Jordan's Hood : 
 On wings of love we'll soar above, 
 
 And scale the mount of God. 
 
 2 The city hath foundations twelve, 
 And golden gates the same — 
 
 All paved, and set witli diamonds briglit, 
 
 On each engraved a name : 
 All round this glorious city, shine 
 
 The walls of dazzling gold ; 
 No mortal eye can reach so liigh, 
 
 Those glories to behold. 
 
 3 I long to see that heavenly place, 
 And to return no more ; 
 
 1 long to sing redeeming grace 
 
 On Canaan's blissful shore : 
 I long to see my blessed God, 
 
 Who saved my soul from hell, 
 I long to see my brediren there. 
 
 Whom I do love so well. 
 
 4 Bright shining armies there to join, 
 Adoring round the throne, 
 
 And everlasting praises sing. 
 To the great Three in One : 
 
 Xhere parents, and the children too, 
 May join the heavenly throng- 
 hope to meet my brethren there, 
 And then renew my song. 
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178 ZIOx\' SON'GSTER. 
 
 5 My soul is rising, while I sing, 
 
 Towards the blissful goal: 
 I feel the love of Christ my King, 
 
 Now running through my soul: 
 My soul is struggling to be gone 
 
 To those briglit worlds above, 
 To shout and sing redeeming grace, 
 
 In strains of perfect love. 
 
 HYMN 174. CM. 
 
 1 TTTHEN languor and disease invado 
 
 VV This trembling house of clay, 
 'Tis sweet to look beyond our cage. 
 And long to fly away. 
 
 2 Sweet to look inward and attend 
 The whispers of his love ; 
 
 Sweet to look upward to the place 
 Where Jesus pleads above. 
 
 3 Sweet to look back and see my name 
 In life's fair book set down. 
 
 Sweet to look forward, and behold 
 Eternal joys my own. 
 
 4 If such the sweetness of the streams. 
 What must the fountain be? 
 
 Where saints and angels draw the bliss 
 Immediate from Tliee. 
 
 HYMN 175. P. M. 
 
 1 T)EOPLE of the hviug God, 
 
 JT I have sought the world arour.d, 
 Path of sin and sorrow trod, 
 
 Peace and comfort nowhere found — 
 Now to you my spirit turns — 
 
 Turns, a fugitive unblest : 
 Brethren, where your altar bums, 
 
 Oh receive me to your rest. 
 
 2 Lonely, I no longer roam, 
 
 Like the cloud, the wind, the wave, 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 179 
 
 Wh'cre you dwell shall be my home, 
 
 Where you die shall be my grave. 
 Mine the God whom you adore, 
 
 Your Redeemer shall be mine ; 
 Earth can fill my sou) no more ; 
 
 Ev'ry idol I resign. 
 
 3 Tell me not of gain and loss, 
 
 Ease, enjoyment, pomp, and power ; 
 Welcome poverty and cross. 
 
 Shame, reproach, affliction's hour; 
 " Follow me," I know thy voice — 
 
 Jesns. Lord, thy steps I see ; 
 Now I take thy yoke by choice, 
 
 Light thy burden now to me. 
 
 HYMN 176. C. M. 
 
 i TTOW sweet, how heavenly is the sight, 
 XL When those that love the I-ord 
 
 In one another's peace delight, 
 And so fulfil his word. 
 
 2 When each can feel his brother's sigh. 
 And with him bear a part ; 
 
 When sorrows flow from eye to eve, 
 And joy from heart to heart. 
 
 3 When fr«e from envy, scorn, and pride, 
 Our wishes all above, 
 
 Each can his brother's failings hide, 
 And show a brother's love. 
 
 4 When love in one delightful stream, 
 Through every bosom flows ; 
 
 When union sweet, and dear esteem, 
 In every action glows. 
 
 5 Love is the golden chain that binds 
 The happy souls above ; 
 
 And he's an heir of heaven that finda 
 silis bofiom glow with love. 
 
180 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 HYMN 177. L. M. 
 
 1 TTOW sweet is the cordial of lov« » 
 JlL a balm to the sorrowful soul . 
 
 It flows from the Fountain above, 
 And makes the disconsolate whole. 
 
 2 How happy the souls that are blest, 
 And sprinkled with .Tesus's blood ! 
 
 That lean on Immanuel's breast, 
 And live in communion with God ! 
 
 3 This heavenly sweetness below 
 Is common to all that believe ; 
 
 The joys of communion they know, 
 In bonds of affection they live. ^ 
 
 4 While striving to gain the blest shon 
 They mutual succour afford ; 
 
 They look to the heaven before, 
 And follow their Captain the Lord. 
 
 5 Their joys, that on earth are begun, 
 Will soon oe completed above : 
 
 Their labour below will be done 
 When lost in the ocean of love. 
 
 6 Tliere all the ship's company meet, 
 Who sail with their Saviour below ; 
 
 Their union will then be complete, 
 And sorrow they never shall know. 
 
 HYMN 178. P. M. 
 
 1 TF life's pleasures charm thee, give u.*.v 
 L thy heart, 
 
 Lest the gift ensnare thee from thy Go(! ♦c y 
 His favour seek, his praises speak, 
 
 Fix here thy hope's foundation, 
 Serve him, and he will ever be 
 
 The Rock of thy salvation. 
 
 2 If distress befall thee, painful though k ^e, 
 Let not grief jippal thee ; to thy Saviour flee •, 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 181 
 
 He ever near thy prayer will hear, 
 And calm thy perturbation : 
 The waves of wo shall ne'er o'erflow 
 Tlie Rock of thy salvation. 
 
 3 When earth's prospects Ciil thee, let it not 
 
 distress, 
 Better comforts wait thee ; Christ will freely 
 
 bless; 
 To .lesus flee, thy prop he'll be, 
 
 Thy heavenly consolation : 
 For griefs below cannot o'erthrow 
 The Rock of thy salvation. 
 
 4 Dangers may approach thee, let them not 
 
 alarm, 
 Christ will ever watch thee, and protect from 
 harm. 
 He near thee stands with mighty hands, 
 
 To ward off each temptation : 
 To Jesus fly. he's ever nigh. 
 The Rock of thy salvation. 
 
 5 Let not death alarm thee, shrink not from liis 
 
 blow, 
 For thy God shall arm thee, and victory bestow. 
 For death shall bring to thee no sting, 
 
 The grave no desolation : 
 'TIS gain to die with Jes'is nigh, 
 The Rock of thy salvation. 
 
 HYMN 179. C. M. 
 
 1 'T^ISpast — the dreadful stormy night, 
 
 A. Is gone with all its fears ! 
 And now I see returning light — 
 The Lord, my Sun, appears. 
 
 2 The tempter, who but lately said, 
 I soon siiould be his prey, 
 
 lias heard my Saviour's voice and fled. 
 With shame and sad dismay. 
 
182 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 3 Ah ! Lord, since thou diJst hide thy face* 
 What has my soul endured 7 
 
 Bat now 'tis past, I feel thy grace, 
 And all my wounds are cured. 
 
 4 Oh wondrous change ! but just before, 
 Despair beset me round, 
 
 I heard the lion's horrid roar, 
 And trembled at the sound. 
 
 5 Before corruption, guilt and fear, 
 My comforts Dlasted fell ! 
 
 And unbelief discover'd near 
 The dreadful depths of hell. 
 
 <j But Jesus pitied my distress. 
 
 He heard my feeble cry, 
 Reveal'd his blood and righteousru'ss, 
 
 And brought salvation nigh. 
 
 7 Lorrl, since thou thus hast broke my bancfea 
 And set the captive free, 
 
 1 would devote my tongue, my hands, 
 My heart, my all, to thee. 
 
 HYMN 180. P. M. 
 
 TEMPTED, tossed, troubled spirit, 
 Dost thou groan beneath thy load T 
 Fearing thou shall not inherit 
 In the kingdom of thy God? 
 View thy Saviour on the mountain, 
 
 In temptation's painful hour ; 
 Though of grace himself the fountain, 
 And the Lord of boundless power. 
 
 2 Do thy blooming prospects languish % 
 Say'st thou still, " I'm not his child," 
 
 View thy Saviour's dreadful anguish, 
 
 Famish'd in the gloomy wild. 
 Not a step in all thy journey, 
 
 Through this gloomy vale of tears, 
 But thy Lord hath trod before thee. 
 
 And thy way to glory clears. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 183 
 
 3 Though through seas of tribulation 
 Jesus calls thee here to go, 
 
 He hath wrought thy great salvation 
 
 In far deeper seas of wo. 
 Jesus, though by God anointed, 
 
 Christ the co-eternal Son, * 
 As by love divine appointed. 
 
 Treads the \vinepress all alone. 
 
 4 Sinks thy soul in waves of sorrow 1 
 Pass o'er Kedron's rolling flood, 
 
 Witness there the doleful horrour 
 
 Of the suffering Son of God. 
 Tliere the victim, groaning, weeping, 
 
 Bears the wrath of God alone, 
 While his senseless followers sleepnis. 
 
 Scarce regard a single groan. 
 
 6 On the chilly ground exienu*^^ 
 
 Lo he takes the bitter cup ! 
 With Almighty vengeance blended, 
 
 Drinks the dreadful contents up ; 
 Now the avenging sword pursues him 
 
 Up to Calv'ry's ruffged brow : 
 There the wrath of God doth bruise him, 
 
 But my soul escapes the blow. 
 
 6 Glory, honour, power, and blessing, 
 
 Be unto the Father given : 
 Sing his praises witliout ceasing, 
 
 Sons of earth, and hosts of heaven 
 Glory be to Christ the Saviour, 
 
 Who hath bought us with his blood * 
 Glory to the blessed Spirit, 
 
 Glory to the mighty God. 
 
 HYMN 181. C. M. 
 
 1 /COURAGE, my soul ! behold the prize 
 
 v_y The Saviour's love provides : 
 Eternal life beyond the skies 
 
 For all whom here he guides. 
 
184 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Tlie wicked cease from troubling there, 
 
 The weary are at rest ; 
 Sorrow, and sin, and pain and care, 
 
 No more approach the blest. 
 
 2 A wicked world, and wicked heart, 
 With Satan now are join'd; 
 
 Each acts a too successful part 
 
 In harrassing my mind. 
 In conflicts with this threefold troop, 
 
 How weary. Lord, am 1 1 
 Did not thy promise bear me up. 
 
 My soul would faint and die. 
 
 3 But fainting in my Saviour's strength, 
 Though mighty are my foes, 
 
 I shall a conqu'ror prove at length 
 
 O'er all that can oppose. 
 Then why, my soul, complain or fear 1 
 
 The crown of glory see ! 
 The more I toil and suffer here, 
 
 The sweeter rest will be. 
 
 HYMN 182. C. M. 
 
 1 OWEET rivers of redeeming love 
 kJ Lie just before mine eye. 
 
 Had I the pinions of a dove, 
 
 I'd to those rivers fly • 
 I'd rise superior to my pain, 
 
 With joy outstrip the wind ; 
 I'd cross o'er Jordan's stormy waves, 
 
 And leave the world behind. 
 
 2 A few more days or years at most, 
 My troubles will be o'er ; 
 
 I hope to join the heavenly host 
 
 Ou Canaan's happy shore. 
 My raptured soul shall drink and feast 
 
 In love's unbounded sea : 
 The glorious hops of endless rest 
 
 Is ravishing to me. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 185 
 
 3 Oh come, my Saviour, come away, 
 And bear me to the sky • 
 
 Nor let thy chariot wheels delay — 
 
 Make haste and bring it nigh : 
 I long to see thy glorious face. 
 
 And in tliy image shine ; 
 To triumph in victorious grace, 
 
 And be for ever thine. 
 
 4 Then will I tune my harp of gold 
 To my eternal King, 
 
 Through ages that can ne'er be told 
 
 I'll make thy praises ring. 
 All hail, eternal Son of God ; 
 
 Who died on Calvary ! 
 VVlio bought me with his precious blood, 
 
 From endless misery. 
 
 5 Ten thousand thousand join in one 
 To praise the eternal three, 
 
 Prostrate before the blazing throne, 
 
 In deep humility ; 
 They rise and tune their harjis of goUl, 
 
 And join the immortal choir, 
 Through ages that can ne'er be told 
 
 Shall raise his praises higher. 
 
 6 Salvation in sweet purling streams 
 Throuuh Canaan's land doth roll, • 
 
 Proceeding from the throne of God 
 
 To bathe the pilgrim's soul ; 
 Ten thousand thousand glitt'ring crowns, 
 
 All set with diamonds bright ! 
 And tliere my Saviour Jesus reigns. 
 
 Who 's my heart's delight. 
 
 HYMN 183. P. M. 
 
 1 'ITT'AND'RING pilgrims, mourning Chr!» 
 
 VV tians, 
 
 Weak and tempted lambs of Christ, 
 Who endure great tribulation, 
 
 And with sin are sore distressed ; 
 24 
 
186 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Christ hath sent me to invite you, 
 
 To a rich and costly feast : 
 Let not shame or pride prevent you, 
 
 Come, the rich provision taste. 
 
 2 If you have a heart lamenting, 
 And bemoan your wretched case, 
 
 Come to Jesus Christ, repenting, 
 He will give you gospel grace. 
 
 If you want a heart to fear him, 
 Love and serve him here below ; 
 
 With your troubles now draw near hiso, 
 He the blessing will bestow. 
 
 3 It like poor Bartimeus blinded, 
 You bewail the want of sight, 
 
 Cry to Jesus, Son of David, 
 He will give you gospel light. 
 
 If, hke Mary, you've been keeping 
 Seven devils in your embrace : 
 
 Fly, hke her, to Jesus, weeping, 
 He will bid you go in peace. 
 
 4 If your heart is unbelieving. 
 Doubting Jcsus's pardoning love, — 
 
 Lie hard by Bethesda, waiting 
 Till the troubled waters move. 
 
 If no one appear to help vou, 
 AH their efforts prove but talk : 
 
 Jesus ready waits to heal you. 
 He will bid you rise and walk. 
 
 5 If, like Peter, you are sinking 
 In the sea of unbelief, 
 
 Wait with patient, constant praying. 
 
 Christ will grant you sweet reliel! 
 Are you weary, hea\7^ laden 7 
 
 He will give you sweet repose. 
 Bear his light and easy burden, 
 
 He shall conquer all your foes. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 187 
 
 HYMN 184. P. M. 
 
 / Street Home. 
 
 IAN alien from God, and a stranger to grace, 
 jTjl. I wander through earth its gay pleasures 
 to trace ; 
 In the pathway of sin I continued to roam, 
 Unmindful, alas ! that it led me from home. 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 O Saviour ! direct me to heaven my home. 
 
 2 The pleasures of earth, I have seen fade away 
 They bloom for a season, but soon they decay. 
 But pleasures more lasting, in Jesus are given, 
 Salvation on earth, and a mansion in heaven. 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 The saints in those mansions are ever at 
 home. 
 
 3 Allure me no longer, ye false glowing charms ! 
 The Saviour invites me, I'll go to his arms : 
 
 At the Banquet of Mercy, I hear there is room, 
 
 there may I feast with his children at home ? 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 
 O Jesus conduct me to heaven my home ! 
 
 4 Farewell, vain amusements, my follies adieu, 
 While Jesus, and heaven, and glory I view ; 
 
 1 feast on his pleasures that flow from his throne, 
 The foretaste of heaven, sweet heaven, my 
 
 home 
 Honve, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 O when shall I share the fruttion of home ! 
 
 5 The dajrs of my exile are passing away. 
 The time is approaching, when Jesus will say: 
 Well done, faithful servant, sit down on my 
 
 throne. 
 And dwell in my presence for ever at home. 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 O there I sh:dl rest with the Saviour at home. 
 
188 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 HYMN 185. P. M. 
 
 1 /CHRISTIANS, don't you want a teachei^ 
 \J Helper, counsellor and guide 1 
 
 Don't you want a gospel preacher 1 
 Ask the Lord and he'll provide. 
 
 Build on no man's parts or merit, 
 But behold the gospel plan ; 
 
 Jesus sends liis Holy Spirit, 
 And the spirit fits "the man. 
 
 2 Bless, dear Lord, each lab'ring servant- 
 Bless the work they undertake ; 
 
 Make them able, make them fervent, 
 Bless them for thy church's sake. 
 
 Happy soul who loves and follows 
 Jesus speaking in his word ; 
 
 Paul, and Cephas, and ApoUos, 
 All are one in Christ the Lord. 
 
 3 While the gospel is a preaching, 
 Jesus stands with open arms. 
 
 Warning sinners, and beseeching, 
 Come, behold the gospel charms, 
 
 If you here reject salvation, 
 Thus before your Maker's face, 
 
 Vou will seal your own damnation 
 By neglecting of his grace. 
 
 4 Come, dear souls, pray now believe it, 
 Feel your folly, sin and shame, 
 
 Then you freely may receive it, 
 
 And be thankful for the same. 
 Could you feel your guilt with power, 
 
 Press upon you from above ; 
 Scarcely could you rest one hour, 
 
 Short of pardon, peace and ]pve. 
 
 5 Lord, remove the false foundation. 
 Where their tottering hopes are found; 
 
 Let the gospel invitation, 
 Cultivate tha barren ground. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 189 
 
 When their hopes begin to leave them, 
 
 And for mercy they do cry ; 
 Lord in mercy then receive them, 
 
 Make them fit to hve or die. 
 
 HYMN 1S6. P.M. 
 
 1 TTOW sad are the moments when wandering 
 XI from God, 
 
 And thorny and dark is the dangerous road, 
 But Ught is the pathway which leads to the tomb, 
 When cheer'd by the presence of Jesus my 
 home. 
 Home ! home ! sweet, sweet home, 
 When cheer'd by the presence of Jesus my 
 home. 
 
 2 Though fading are joys which earth can bestow, 
 And false is the light which illumes us below : 
 Though sorrows like clouds hangs round us in 
 
 gloom, 
 The beams of his love light me on my way home. 
 Home ! home 1 sweet, sweet home, 
 The beams of his love light me on my way 
 
 home. 
 
 3 When the tempest of life has sunk into repose, 
 And death shall the beauties of heaven disclose, 
 With all the redeem'd, I o'er it will roam. 
 
 And sing hallelujah to Jesus ray home. 
 Home ! home ! sweet, sweet home, 
 And sing hallelujah to Jesus my home. 
 
 HYMN 187. L. M. 
 
 1 T IFT up your hearts, Immanuel's friends, 
 Xj And taste the pleasures Jesus sends ; 
 
 Let nothing cause you to delay. 
 
 But hasten on the good old way. 
 
 We'll serve the Lord, we'll watch and pray, 
 
 We'll serve the Lord in the righteous way. 
 
 2 Our conflicts here, though great they be, 
 Shall not prevent our victory. 
 
190 ZION SONGSTER.. 
 
 If we but strive, and watch, and pray. 
 Like soldiers in the good old way. 
 
 3 Oh good old way ! how sweet thou art ! 
 May none of us from thee depart ; 
 
 But may our actions always scy 
 We're marching in the good old way. 
 
 4 Though Satan may his powers eii.plcT 
 Our happiness for to destroy ; 
 
 Yet never fear, we'll gain the day. 
 And shout and sing the good old way. 
 
 5 The good old way is safe by night ; 
 No mortal foe our souls shall frigiit, 
 If all along throughout the day 
 We're walking in the good old way. 
 
 6 Ye valiant soldiers of the cross, 
 Who count all earthly things but loss ; 
 Continue still to watch and pray, 
 And hasten on the good old way. 
 
 7 The pillar and the cloud before ! 
 The watchmen cry, the trumpets roar ! 
 Tall sons of Anak we will slay, 
 
 And shout along the good old' way. 
 
 8 The promised land is just in view, 
 And I'm resolved to go with you ; 
 Press on, my soui, and win the day, 
 By running in the good old way. 
 
 9 Then when on Pisgah's top we stand 
 And view by faith that happy land ; 
 Our God will wipe all tears away, 
 When we have run the good old way. 
 
 10 Then far beyond this mortal shore. 
 We'll meet with those who're gone before } 
 And shout to think we've gain'd the day, 
 Uy marcliing in the good old way. 
 
ZION SOxVGSTER. 191 
 
 HYMN 188. C. M. 
 
 1 TTAPPY souls ! how fast you gC; 
 Xl And leave me far behind! 
 
 Don't stay for me, for now I see 
 The Lord is good and kind. 
 
 2 Go on, go on, my soul says go, 
 And I'll come after you : 
 
 Though I'm behind, I feel inclined 
 To sing hosanna too. 
 
 3 God give you strength your race to run, 
 And keep your footsteps right ; 
 
 Though fast you go, and I so slow, 
 You are not out of sight. 
 
 4 When you get to that world above, 
 And all God's glory see : 
 
 On that bright shore your journey's o'or, 
 Then look you out for me. 
 
 5 I'm coming on fast as I can, 
 Nor toil, nor danger fear ; 
 
 God give me strength, may I at length 
 Be one among you there. 
 
 6 Then altogether we shall meet, 
 Together we will sing ; 
 
 Together we will praise our God 
 And everlasting King. 
 
 HYMN 189. L. M. 
 
 1 rpHERE is a heaven above the skies, 
 
 X. A heaven where pleasure never dies ; 
 A heaven I sometimes hope to see, 
 Yet often fear, 'tis not for me. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 But Jesus, Jesus, is my friend, oh haUelujah, 
 Hallelujah, Jesta, Jesus is my friend. 
 
 2 The way ia difficult and strait. 
 And narrow is the gospel gate ; 
 
192 ZION SONGSTER 
 
 Ten thousand dangers are therein ; 
 Ten thousand snares to take me in. 
 
 3 I travel through a world of foes, 
 Through conflicts sore my spirit goes ; 
 The tempter cries, I ne'er shall stand, 
 Nor reach fair Canaan's happy land. 
 
 4 Through glimm'ring hopes, and gloomy fearss 
 Dimly the heavenly way appears ; 
 
 But in this way methinks 1 see 
 The track of Hitn who died for me 
 
 '} I trace the footsteps of my God, 
 Who on the cross sustain'd my load : 
 'Twas on tliat dark and doleful day, 
 lu streammg blood he pass'd this way. 
 
 6 Come life, come death, come then what will 
 [Ii.s footsteps 1 will follow still ; 
 
 Tlirough dangers thick, and hell's alarms, 
 I shall be safe in his dear arms. 
 
 7 Then, oh my soul, arise and sing; 
 Behold thy Saviour, Friend, and King ! 
 With pleasins smiles he now looks down, 
 A.nd cries, " Press on, and take the crown. 
 
 3 " Prove faithful then a few more days, 
 Fight the good fight, and win the race, 
 And then thy soul with me shall reign, 
 Thy head a crown of glory gain." 
 
 ? My flesh shall slumber in the ground, 
 Fill the last trumpet's joyful sound ; 
 Then burst the tomb with sweet surprise, 
 Ajid in my Saviour's image rise. 
 
 HYMN 190. P.M. 
 
 1 /^OME, all ye weary trav'ller*-, 
 v^ Come let us join and sing 
 
 The everlasting praises 
 Of Jesus Christ) our King * 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 193 
 
 We've had a tedious journey, 
 
 And tiresoma, it is true ; 
 But see how many dangers 
 
 The Lord lias brought us through 
 
 2 At first when Jesus found ua, 
 He call'd us unto him, 
 
 And pointed out the danger 
 
 Of tailing into sin ; 
 The world, the llesh, and Satan, 
 
 Will prove a fatal snare, 
 Unless we do reject them 
 
 By faith and humble prayer. 
 
 3 But by our disobedience, 
 With sorrow we confess. 
 
 We've had too long to wander 
 
 In a dark wilderness ; 
 Where we might soon have fainted 
 
 In that enchanted ground. 
 But now and then a cluwter 
 
 Of pleasant grapes we found. 
 
 4 The pleasant fruits of Canaan 
 Give life, and joy, and peace ; 
 
 Revive our drooping spirits. 
 
 And faith and love increase. 
 Confess your Lord and Master, 
 
 And run at his command ; 
 And hasten on your j-ourney 
 
 Unto the promised land. 
 
 5 In faith, and hope, and patiencsj 
 We now are going on 
 
 The pleasant way to Canaan, 
 
 Where Jesus Christ is gone ; 
 In peace and consolation 
 
 We're going to rejoice, 
 And Jesus and his people 
 
 For ever be our choice. 
 
 6 Sinners, why stand ye idle, 
 While we do march along 7 
 
 25 
 
194 ZION SONGSTKR. 
 
 Has conscience never told you 
 
 That you are going wrong i 
 Down the broad road to ruin, 
 
 To bear an endless curse 1 
 Oh leave your ways of sinning, 
 
 And come alonij with us. 
 
 7 B4it if you will refuse it, 
 We bid you all farewell ; 
 
 We're on the way to Canaan, 
 
 And you the way to hell : 
 We're sorry thus to leave you, 
 
 We'd rather you would go : 
 Ccme, try a bleeding Saviour, 
 
 And feel salvation flow. 
 
 8 Oh sinners ! be awaken'd 
 To see your dismal state ; 
 
 Repent aind be converted, 
 
 Before it be too late : 
 Turn to the Lord by praying, 
 
 And daily search his word; 
 And never rest contented 
 
 Until you find the Lord. 
 3 Now to the King immortal 
 
 Be everlasting praise, 
 Foi in his holy service 
 
 We mean to spend our days, 
 Till we arrive at Canaan, 
 
 The shining world above, 
 With everlasting praises 
 
 To sing redeeming love. 
 
 HYMN 191. C. M. 
 
 1 T TARK ! listen to the trumpets ! 
 
 xl Tliey sound for volunteers ! 
 On Zion's bright and flow'ry mount 
 
 Behold the oflicers — 
 Their horses white, their garment? bright. 
 
 With crown and bow they stand, 
 Enlisting soldiers for t\ieir King, 
 
 I'o march for Canaan's land. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 195 
 
 2 It sets Dsy heart all In a flame ; 
 A soldier I wil! be ; 
 
 I will enlist, gird on my arms, 
 
 And figlit for liberty. 
 They want no cowards in their band, 
 
 (They will their colours lly,) 
 But call for valiant-hearted men, 
 
 Who're not afraid to die. 
 
 3 The armies now are in paradej 
 How martial they appear ! 
 
 Ail arm'd and dress'd in uniform. ' 
 
 They look like men of war ; 
 They follow their great General, 
 
 The great Eternal Lamb 
 His garment's stain'd with his own blood, 
 
 King Jesus is his name. 
 
 1 The trumpet sounds, the armies shout, 
 
 And drive the hosts of hell ; 
 How dreadful is our God in arms ! 
 
 The great Immanuel ! — 
 Sinners, enlist with Jesus Christ 
 
 Th' eternal Son of God, 
 And march with us to Canaan's land; 
 
 Beyond the swelling flood. 
 
 5 There is a green and flow'ry field, 
 
 Where fruits immortal grow ; 
 There, cloth'd in white, the angels bright, 
 
 Our great Redeemer know. 
 We'll shout and sing for evermore 
 
 In that eter«al world . 
 But Satan and his armies too, 
 
 Shall down to hell be hurl'd. 
 
 5 Hold up your heads, ye soldiers bolcj, 
 
 Redemption's drawing nigh, 
 We soon shall hear the trumpet sound, 
 
 'Twill shake both earth and sky : 
 
196 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 In fiery chariots then we'll fly, 
 
 And leave the world on fire, 
 And meet around the starry throne 
 
 To tune th' immortal lyre. 
 
 HYMN 192. P. M. 
 
 1 f\il ! that I had sonic humble place, 
 yj Where I might hide from sorrow ; 
 
 Where I might see my Saviour's face, 
 And there be freed from terrour. 
 
 Oh ! had I wings hke Noah's dove, 
 rd leave this world and Satan ; 
 
 And fly away to realms above, 
 Where Jesus stands inviting. 
 
 2 My heart >s often made to mourn, 
 Because I'm faint and feeble ; 
 
 And when my Saviour seems to frown 
 My soul is fiU'd with trouble. 
 
 l}ut when he doth again return, 
 And I repent my folly ; 
 
 'T'S then I after glory run, 
 And still my Jesus follow. 
 
 3 I have my bitter and my sweet, 
 While through this world I travel; 
 
 Sometimes I shout, and often weep ; 
 ■ Which makes my foes to marvel. 
 But let them think, and think again, 
 
 I feel I'm bound for heaven ; 
 I hope I shall with Jesus reign, 
 
 I therefore still will praise hiuL 
 
 4 I want to live a Christian here , 
 I want to die while shouting ; 
 
 I Tant to feel my Saviour near, 
 When soul and body's parting. 
 
 I 'vant to see bright angels stand, 
 And waiting to receive me ; 
 
 T*i bear my soul to Canaan's land, 
 Where Christ is gone before me. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 197 
 
 HYMN 193. P.M. 
 
 1 npiiROUGH tribulations deep 
 JL Tlie way to glory is ; 
 
 This stormy course 1 keep 
 On tliese tempestuous seas : 
 By waves and winds I'm toss'd and driven, 
 Freighted with grace, and bound to heaven. 
 
 2 Sometimes temptations blow 
 A dreadful Imrricane ; 
 
 And high the waters tlow 
 And o'er my sides break in: 
 But still my little ship outbraves 
 Tile blust'ring winds and surging waves. 
 
 3 When I in my distress 
 My anchor hope, can cast 
 
 Within the promises, 
 It holds my vessel fast : 
 Safely she then at anchor rides, 
 'Midst stormy winds and swelling tides. 
 
 4 If a dead calm ensues, 
 
 And heaven no breezes give, 
 The oar of prayer I use, 
 
 I tug, and toil, and strive : 
 Througii storms and calms for many a day 
 1 make but very little way. 
 
 ^ But when a heavenly breeze 
 • Springs up and fills my sail, 
 My vessel goes with ease 
 Before the pleasant gale ; 
 And runs as much an hour, or more. 
 As in a month or two before. 
 6 Hid by the clouds from sight 
 
 The sun doth not appear ; 
 Nor can I in the night 
 Behold the moon or star ; 
 Sometimes for days and weeks, or ni<>re, 
 I caimot see the sky or shore. 
 
198 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 7 As at the time of noon. 
 My quadrant faith, I take, 
 
 To view my ClirisI, my sun. 
 If he the clouds should break : 
 I'm happy when his face I sec, 
 I know then whereabouts I be. 
 
 8 The Bible is my chart, 
 Cy it the seas I know ; 
 
 I cannot with it part, 
 It rocks and sands doth show : 
 It is a chart and compass too. 
 Whose needle points for ever true. 
 
 9 I keep aloof from pride. 
 These rocks I pass with care ; 
 
 I studiously avoid 
 The whirlpool of despair : 
 Presumption's quicksands too I shun, 
 Near them I do not choose to run. 
 
 10 When through a strait I go,. 
 Or near some coast am drove, 
 
 The plummet forth I throw, 
 And thus my safety prove : 
 My conscience is the line which I, 
 Fathom the depth of water by. 
 
 11 My vessel would be lost 
 In spite of all my care, 
 
 But that the Holy Ghost 
 Himself vouchsafes to steer: 
 And I through all my voyage will 
 Depend upon my steersman's skill. 
 
 12 Ere I can reach heaven's coast, 
 I umst a gulf pass through, 
 
 Which fatal proves to most — 
 For all this passage go : 
 But all death's waves can't me o'erwheloi, 
 If God himself is at the helm. 
 
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 13 When throujjh the gulf I get, 
 (Though rough, it is but short, 
 The pilot angels meet, 
 And bring me into port : 
 And when 1 land on that blest shore, 
 I shall be safe for ever more. 
 
 HYMN 194. P. M. 
 
 1 TT^HILE shepherds in Jewry were guarding 
 
 VV their sheep. 
 Promiscuously seated, estranged from sleep, 
 An angel from heaven presented to view, 
 And thus he accosted the trembling few : — 
 " Dispel all your sorrows and banish your fears, 
 For Jesus your Saviour in Jewry appears. 
 
 2 "Though Adam the first in rebellion was found, 
 Forbidden to tarry on hallowed ground ; 
 
 Yet Adam the second appears to retrieve, 
 The loss yet sustain'd by the devil and Eve ; 
 Then shepherds be tranquil ; this instant arise. 
 Go visit your Saviour, and see where lie lies. 
 
 3 " A token \ leave you, whereby you may find 
 This wonderful stranger, this friend to mankind; 
 A manger his cradle, the stall his abode, 
 
 The oxen are near him, beholding your God : 
 Then shepherds be humble, be meek and lie low. 
 ^or Jesus your Saviour's abundantly so." 
 
 4 This wonderful story no sooner was heard, 
 Then thousand of angels from glory appear'd; 
 They join'd in a concert, and this was their theme, 
 " All glory to God, and good will towards men : 
 Then shepherds strike in, join your voice to the 
 
 choir, 
 And catch a few sparks of the celestial fire." 
 
 5 "Hosanna," the angels in ecstasy cried ; 
 "Hosanna," the wondering shepherds replied, 
 " Salvation, redemption, all centred in one : 
 A.11 glory to God lor the birth of his Son : 
 
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 Then shepherds adieu, we commend you to God 
 Go visit the Son in his humble abode " 
 
 6 To Bethlehem city the shepherds repair'd, 
 For full confirmation of what they had heard ; 
 They entered the stable with :ispect most mild, 
 And there they beheld both the mother and child; 
 Then make proclamation, divnlae it abroad, 
 Tliat both Jews and Gentiles may hear from their 
 
 God. 
 
 7 Ye preachers be faithful, your duty discharge, 
 Be fervent and zealous, your promise is large; 
 Fear not to declare the whole counsel of God ; 
 Like comets you'll blaze while you travel the road ; 
 Go make proclamation, declare it abroad. 
 
 Tell the gentle and simple to come to the Lord. 
 
 HYMN 195. P. M. 
 
 1 npilE sacred ties of friendship 
 X Unite all loving Christians ; 
 hi glory, in glory they shall live. 
 
 No time or place shall change them, 
 And death shall ne'er dissolve them, 
 United united are they that believe ! 
 When Gabriel's trump is sounding, 
 And conquer'd death's resigning. 
 The scatter'd dust uniting, 
 The soul and body joining. 
 All join the grand procession. 
 And glory realizing, 
 Then happy, happy we shall be. 
 
 2 The bliss exquisite llowing. 
 
 The friends of Jesus shouting, 
 (Sucji raptures, raptures flow from his word!) 
 
 The angels join in concert. 
 
 While Jesus stands inviting ; 
 Come on, come on, ye blessed of the I/ord j 
 
 Behold the crowns of glory. 
 
 And saints and angels meeting, 
 
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 And living streams of purest joy 
 For ever are increasing ; 
 In azure fields for ever range, 
 And view a smiling Jesus, 
 Then happy, happy we shall be. 
 
 3 The sinner's now lamenting ; 
 He sees the grand procession 
 Now marching, marching to the dazzling throne 
 His frighted soul alarmed. 
 He cries with looks amazed, 
 Farewell, farewell, I am for ever gone ! 
 Behold a godly father, 
 And there a godly mother. 
 Who once did pray together : 
 They drink the streams of pleasure, 
 But I am lost for ever 
 On waves of endless sorrow. 
 Then torment, torment is for ever mine. 
 
 HYMN 196. C. M. 
 
 1 /^UR souls by love together knit, 
 
 vJ' Cemented, mix'd in one, 
 One hope, one heart, one mind, one voice, 
 
 'Tis heaven on earth begu.. . 
 Our hearts have burn'd wliile Jesus spoke, 
 
 And glow'd with sacred fire ; 
 Ho stopp'd, and talk'd, and fed, and bless'd, 
 
 And fiU'd the enlarged desire. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 A Saviour let Creation sin^ : 
 A Saviour let all heaven ring: 
 He's God with us, we feel him ours, 
 His fullness in our souls he pours ; 
 *Tis almost done, 'tis ahnost o'er, 
 We're joining those who're gone before; 
 We soon shall meet to part no more. 
 
 ?. We're soldiers fighting for our God, 
 Let trembling cowards liy ; 
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202 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 We'll stand unshaken, firm, and fix'd, 
 
 With Christ to live and die : 
 Let devils rage, and hell assail, 
 
 We'll cut our passage through : 
 Let foes unite, and friends desert, 
 
 We'll seize the crown, our due. 
 
 3 The little cloud increases still, 
 Tiic heavens are big with rain ; 
 
 We haste to catch the teeming shower, 
 
 And all its moisture drain : 
 A. rill, a stream, a torrent flows, 
 
 But pour the mighty flood ; 
 Oh sweep the nations, shake the earth, 
 
 Till all proclaim thee God. 
 
 4 When thou shall make thy jewels up, 
 And set thy starry crown ; 
 
 When all thy sparkling gems shall shine. 
 
 By thee proclaim'd thine own ; 
 May we, a little band of love, 
 
 Be sirners saved by grace ; 
 From glory into glory changed, 
 
 Behold thee face to face. 
 
 HYMN 197. CM. 
 
 1 TTNITED in affection dear, 
 LJ With hearts on Jesus set: 
 
 We trust our God will meet us here, 
 
 Who in his name are met : 
 Our minds from earthly cares set free, 
 
 And fix'd on joys above ; 
 Each hope, each wish, each prayer, shall L>e, 
 
 To share a Saviour's love. 
 
 2 Oh could we, Lord, make others know 
 The pleasures which we feel ; 
 
 What comforts from thy goodness flow, 
 
 A sinner's wounds to heal ; 
 Soon would the heedless, vain, and gay, 
 
 Thy goodness strive to prove ; 
 
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 Forsake their sins, and seek the way 
 To find a Saviour's love. 
 
 3 If to reform their wicked ways 
 
 All gentle means should fail, 
 The terrours which thy power displays, « 
 
 Against them may prevail : 
 Proud sinners, humbled by thy wrath, 
 
 Shall trembling kiss the rod; 
 Oh sweep the nations, sliake the earth, 
 
 Till all proclaim thee God. 
 
 HYMN 198. P. M. 
 
 WITH pleasure behold 
 The city of gold, 
 How beautiful, lovely, and bright; 
 
 Coming down from above, 
 
 In its beauty and love, 
 Adorn'd with glory and Ught ; 
 
 Prepar'd as a bride. 
 
 For Immanuel's side ; 
 Let angels rejoice at the sight 
 
 .Jerusalem new 
 
 Its glory doth show 
 The wisdom of God and his might. 
 
 2 Its walls great and high. 
 Behold it with joy. 
 
 Think of it, ye saints, with delight; 
 
 Behold its foundation 
 
 With great admiration, 
 With precious stones garnished oright. 
 
 It lieth four square, 
 
 A golden reed there, 
 With angels to measure it right ; 
 
 Consider with pleasure, 
 
 Its equal in measure. 
 Its length, breadth, and height, arc alike 
 
 3 Twelve angels there wait. 
 At twelve holy gates, 
 
204 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 The righteous rejoice when they enter ; 
 
 For they will behold 
 
 A city of gold, 
 The tree of life placed in the centre : 
 
 There proceeds from the thron« 
 
 Of the King w-hom they own. 
 A river of water of life; 
 
 As crystal it's clear, 
 
 As wine It doth cheer 
 The heart of the bride, the Lamb's wife. 
 
 4 There those who do well, 
 With Jestis rihall dwell, 
 
 For ever and ever in peace ; 
 
 Tliey need not the moon. 
 
 Ts'or the bright shining sun, 
 In £.0 glorious and holy a place. 
 
 God's glory will shine, 
 
 And give liglit divine, 
 Therefore it never will be night: 
 
 Wliat raptures arc there ! 
 
 All heaven will share, 
 It's perfectly fijled with light. 
 
 5 The saints shall there reign 
 With the Lamb that was slain, 
 
 The face of their King they will see ; 
 
 There standing before him. 
 
 To love and adore him. 
 His name in their foreheads will be. 
 
 Great joy will be there. 
 
 The righteous will share, 
 While angels their voices are raising; 
 
 How pleasant the singing, 
 
 Melodiously ringing, 
 While saints are in harmony praisioj. 
 
 6 IIow pieasant their singing. 
 Melodiously ringing, 
 
 All praising with cheerfulest voices; 
 
 What melodious sounds 
 
 Are echoing round, 
 While all in that city rejoicpH 
 
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 How rich and how great, 
 
 I low fjood and complete, 
 That city which God will orepare ; 
 
 If ow pure and how holy, 
 
 And tall of bright glory, 
 How beautiful, lovely, and fair. 
 
 HYMN 199. L. M. 
 
 WHEN shall thy lovely face be seen 1 
 When shall our eyes behold our God? 
 What lengths of distance lie between! 
 And hills of guilt! a heavy load. 
 
 2 Ye heavenly gates, loose all your cliains, 
 Let the eternal pillars bow ; 
 
 Blest Saviour, cleave the starry plains, 
 And make the crystal fountains llow. 
 
 3 Hark ! how thy saints unite their cries, 
 And pray and wait the gen'ral doom ; 
 Come thou 1 the soul of all our joys ; 
 Thou, the desire of nations, come ! 
 
 4 Our heart-strings gi-oan with deep complaint, 
 Our flesh hes panting, Lord, for thee ; 
 
 And every limb and every joint 
 Stretches for iuunortality. 
 
 5 Now let our cheerful eyes survey 
 The blazing eaith and melting hills; 
 And smile to see the lightnings play. 
 And flash along before thy wheels. 
 
 5 Hark ! what a shout of violent joys 
 Joins with the mighty trumpet's sound! 
 The angel herald shakes the skies. 
 Awakes the graves, and tears the ground- 
 
 7 Ye slumb'ring saints, a hearenly ho^ 
 Steuids w'aiting at your gaping tomD.<; ; 
 Let every sacred, sleeping dust, 
 Leap into hfe, for Jesus comes. 
 
206 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 8 Jesus, the God of might and love, 
 New moulds our limbs of cumbtoiis clay. 
 Quick as seraphick flames we move, 
 To reign with him in entlless day. 
 
 HYMN 200. C. M. 
 
 1 y\ T Jacob's well a stranger sought 
 jt\. His drooping frame to cheer ; 
 
 Samaria's daughter little thought 
 That Jacob's God was near. 
 
 2 This had she kno^vn, her fainting mind 
 For richer draughts had sigh'd ; 
 
 Nor had Messiah, ever kind. 
 Those richer draughts denied. 
 
 3 The man, who came on earth to die, 
 JIow few appear to know ! 
 
 The friend of sinners, passing by. 
 Is still esteem'd a foe. 
 
 4 The sinner must the stranger know, 
 Or soon his loss deplore; 
 
 Behold ! the living waters flow ; 
 Come — drink, and thirst no more. 
 
 HYMN 201. P. M. 
 
 1 /^REAT Redeemer, friend of sinners, 
 vT Thou hast wondrous power to savd, 
 
 Grant me grace, and still protect me. 
 Over life's tempestuous wave : 
 
 May my soul with sacred transport, 
 View the dawn while yet afar ; 
 
 And until the sun arises, 
 Lead me by the morning star. 
 
 2 Oh what madness! Oii what folly I 
 That my heart slwiukl go astray 
 
 Afler vaiii and foolish trifles- 
 Trifles only of a day : 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 207 
 
 This vain world, with all its pleasures. 
 
 Very soon will be no more : 
 There's no object wonh admiring, 
 
 But the God wliom we adore. 
 
 3 See the happy spirit waiting 
 
 On the banks beyond the stream : 
 Sweet responses still repeating, 
 
 Jesus, Jesus is their theme. 
 Elark ! they whisper; lo ! they call me, 
 
 Sister spirit come, away : 
 Lo ! 1 come ; earth can't contain me, — 
 
 Kail the realms of endless day. 
 
 4 Swiftly roll, ye ling'ring hours, 
 Seraphs lend your glitt'ring wings ; 
 
 Love absorbs my ransom'd powers, 
 
 Heavenly sounds around me ring. 
 Worlds of light and crowns of glory 
 
 Far above yon azure sky : 
 Though by faith I now behold you, 
 
 I'll enjoy you soon on high. 
 
 HYMN 202. P. M. 
 
 1 T>REST my soul with future prospect, 
 X Sing creation's dismal end ; 
 
 Long foretolil by sacred prophets, 
 
 Holy muse thy succour lend : 
 Say what horrour, what confusion, 
 
 Will eacn sinful heart dismay ; 
 What distresses, torture, anguish, 
 
 Reigns in that tremendous day, 
 
 2 Rumbling thunder, forked lightning, 
 Ghastly glaring thwart the gloom; 
 
 Nature trembling to her centre, 
 
 Groans prophetick of her doom : 
 Clifty roci<s, and lofty mountains. 
 
 O'er their trembling bases rock : 
 While earth yawns in frightful chasms. 
 
 With each strong repeated shock. 
 
208 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 3 Seas with horrid palpitations. 
 Ravage round their frighted shores ; 
 
 Blust'ring winds with frantiek fury, 
 Througli each ruined fabriok roars : 
 
 The sun's bright orb is veii'd in sackclctli, 
 Stript of all his sparkling beams ; 
 
 The moon has dropt her silver radiance, 
 And dissolves in purple streams. 
 
 4 Stai-3 of late divinely brilUant, 
 Studding night's Cimmerian robe ; 
 
 Hurl'd iu darkness from their orbits, 
 Each a dark and ruin'd globe : 
 
 Hark ! the martial trumpet sounding. 
 Rends in twain the crystal sky ; 
 
 Vengeance blazing, lights the concave 
 Of profound eternity. 
 
 5 See the sov'reign ether furling. 
 Nobler scenes salute my eyes; 
 
 Heaven in solemn pomp descending, 
 Crimson banners dress the skies : 
 
 On the archei striped rainbow, 
 Sits enthroned the eternal God ; 
 
 Myriads of celestial warriours. 
 Round him wait his awful nod. 
 
 6 Go, he cries, ye winged heralds, 
 Bring my saints from every wind ; 
 
 Those from death my blood has ransom'd 
 Those in hfe's fair volume penn'd : 
 
 Straight a, holy troop obsequious. 
 Swift as lightning skims along. 
 
 And from every grave collecting, 
 Jesus's dear redeemed throng. 
 
 7 Rous'd from tombs poor sinners hattea, 
 At the last loud trumpet's sound ; 
 
 Round they gaze with wild amazement, 
 Wond'ring ai. the scene profound : 
 
 Fill'd with horrour, dread, and anguish, 
 Rocks and mountaias th»y implore. 
 
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 To fall and crush them out of being, 
 Wishing now to be no more. 
 
 8 Ilark ! the herald calls to judgment, 
 Justice draws the glitt'ring sword ; 
 
 Lightning glances from his aspect, 
 
 Thunder clothes his awful word : 
 Go, ye cursed, fiU'd with vengeance, 
 
 Not for peace my name invoke ; 
 You who once refused my mercy, 
 
 And my fury dared provoke. 
 
 9 Go to pits of burning sulphur, 
 Ever banish'd fi-om my rest ; 
 
 Where the soul's eternal 'lariun. 
 Ceaseless beats your pulsive breast : 
 
 Each guilty soul then struck with horrour, 
 And anguish throbbing in their breast ; 
 
 For ever doom'd to ^ndless sorrow, 
 Never more to hope for rest. 
 
 HYMN 203. P. M. 
 
 1 npiIE final trump we soon shall hear, 
 
 X The great white throne shall then appear. 
 
 Ten thousand angels round : 
 .lehovah turns the moon to blood, 
 Blows out the sun, consumes the flood, 
 
 And burns the solid ground. 
 
 2 Arise, ye nations, and come forth. 
 From east and west, and south and north : 
 
 Behold, the Judge is come ! 
 What horrour strikes the guilty breast, 
 Compell'd to stand the solemn test, 
 
 And hear their final doom. 
 
 3 " Depart, ye cursed, down to hell. 
 With howling fiends for ever dwell. 
 
 No more to see my face : 
 My gospel calls you have withstood, 
 And trampled on my ])recious bloody 
 
 And laugh'd at offer'd grace." 
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210 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 4 See parents and their children part. — 
 Some shout for joy, some bleed in heart, 
 
 Nff?er to meet again. 
 In fiery chariots Ziou flies, 
 And quickly gains the ujiper skies, 
 
 On Canaan's dazzling plain. 
 
 5 My soul is struggling to be there, 
 I long to rise and wing the air, 
 
 To trace the heavenly road. 
 Adieu, adieu, all eartlily things — 
 Oi that I had an angel's wings ! 
 
 I'd quickly see my God. 
 
 HYMN 204. P. M. 
 
 I "JI/TY soul is full of glory, inspiring my tongue ; 
 ItX Could I meet with angels, I would sing 
 them a song : 
 
 1 would sing of my Jesus, and tell of his charms, 
 And beg them to bear me to his loving arms. 
 
 2 Methinks they're descending to hear what 1 
 
 sing; 
 Well pleased to hear mortals praising their king ; 
 
 angels ! O angels ! my soul's in a flame, 
 
 1 faint in sweet raptures at Jesus name. 
 
 3 O Jesus ! O Jesus ! thou balm of my soul, 
 'Twas thou, my dear Jesus, that made my heart 
 
 whole : 
 O bring me to view thee, thou precious sweet king 
 In oceans of glory thy praises to sing. 
 
 4 O heaven ! sweet heaven ! I long to be tliere, 
 To meet all my brethren, and Jesus my dear: 
 Gome angels ! come angels ! I'm ready to fly, 
 Come quickly convey me to God in the sky. 
 
 5 Sweet Spirit attend me till Je.sus shall come, 
 Protect and defend me till I am call'd home : 
 Though worms my poor body may claim as their 
 
 prey, 
 'Twill outshine, when rising, the sun at noonday 
 
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 6 The sun shall be darken'd, the moon tum'd to 
 
 l)lood : 
 The mouritahis all melt at the presence of God; 
 Ret. lightnings may flasii, loud thunders may roar, 
 AH this cannot daunt me on Canaan's blest shore. 
 
 7 Farewell, my dear brethren, my Lord bids nie 
 
 come ; 
 Farewell, my dear sisters, I'm now goin'4 home; 
 Bright angels are whisp'ring so sweet in my 
 
 ear, 
 A. way to my Saviour my spirit will bear. 
 
 8 I'm going, I'm going, but what do I see 1 
 'Tis Jesus ill glory appears unto me ! 
 Vm going, I'm going, I'm going, I'm gone, 
 
 glory ! () glory ! 'tis doue ! it is done I 
 
 HYMN 205. P. M. 
 
 1 TPVAY of Judgment, day of wonders! 
 JlJ Hark i the trumpet's awful sound! 
 
 Louder than ten thousand thunders, 
 Shakes the vast creation round ! 
 
 How the summons 
 Will the sinner's tkeart confound! 
 
 2 See the Judge our nature wearmg. 
 Clothed in majesty divine ! 
 
 You who long for his apnearing, 
 Then shall say, " Tliis God is mine." 
 
 Gracious Saviour ! 
 Own me on that day for thine. 
 
 3 At his call the dead awaken, 
 Rise to life from oarih and sea 
 
 All the powers of nature sliaken, 
 By his looks prepare to dee : 
 
 Careless sinner, 
 vviiat will then become of thee 1 
 
 4 Horrours past imaginatitin 
 
 Will surprise your trembling heart, 
 
212 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 VVlien yon hear your condemnation, 
 "Ilence, accursed wretch, depart! 
 
 Thou with Satan 
 And his angels have thy part !" 
 
 5 But to those who have confessed, 
 Sav'd and serv'd your Lord below, 
 
 lie will say, '-Conic in ye blessed, 
 See the kingdom 1 bestow : 
 
 You for ever 
 Shall iny love in glory know/' 
 
 6 Under sornnvs and reproaches 
 Let this thought our courage raise; 
 
 Swiftly God's great day approaches, 
 Sighs shall then be turn'd to praise : 
 
 May we triumph 
 When this world is in a blaze. 
 
 HYMN 206. P. M. 
 
 QEEt 
 
 O Sea 
 
 3aled on his Father's throne ; 
 Now, poor sinner! Christ shall show the* 
 He is the eternal Son : 
 Trumpets call thee. 
 Come to hear thy awful doom. 
 
 2 Hear the sinner thus lamenting 
 At the thoughts of future pain : 
 
 Cries and tears he now is venting, 
 But he cries and weeps in vain; 
 
 Greatly moiu-ning 
 That he ne'er was born again. 
 
 3 "Yonder stamls the glorious Saviour 
 With the mai'ks of dying love ; 
 
 Oh that I had sought his favour, 
 When I felt his Spirit move ' 
 
 Doomed justly, 
 For 1 have against him strove. 
 
 4 "All his warnings I have slighted 
 While he daily sought my soul : 
 
ZION SONOSTKR. 213 
 
 If some vows to him I plighted, 
 Yet for sin I broke the whole : 
 
 Golden moments, 
 How neglected did they roll ! 
 
 5 "Yonder stand my godly neighbours, 
 Who were once despised by me ; 
 
 They are clad in dazzling splendour, 
 Waiting my sad fate to see — 
 
 Farewell neighbours, 
 Dismal gulf! I'm bound for thee ! 
 
 6 "Hail, ye ghosts that dwell in darkness 
 Groaning, rattling of your chains ; 
 
 Christ has now denounc'd our sentence, 
 We must dwell in endless pains- 
 Down I'm rolling. 
 Never to return again. 
 
 7 "Now experience plainly shows me 
 Hell is not a fabled thing ; 
 
 Lo, I see my friends in glory. 
 Round the throne they ever sing : 
 
 I'm tormented 
 By an everlasting sting." 
 
 HYMN 207. P. M. 
 
 1 T7"0NDER see the Lord descending ! 
 
 JL (Hark ! his chariot's drawing nigh ;) 
 The starry vault before him rending, 
 
 Flaming troops ascend the sky. 
 Heaven's shaking, eai-th now quaking, 
 
 Mountains fly before his face ! 
 The dead tiieir dusty beds forsaking ; 
 
 Nature sinking in a blaze ! 
 Hallelujah, hallelujah, 
 
 Hark ! the herald angels sing ! 
 Hail him. Christians! hail him. Christians! 
 
 Yonder is your glorious King. 
 
 2 Now behold the shining conq'rors, 
 Shouting from their dusty beds • 
 
214 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Fly to meet their blessed Saviour, 
 
 Glitt'ring crowns upon tlieir heads! 
 Hear them tell their [ileasant story 
 
 To the smiling, lovely Lamb ! 
 Glory, glory, glory, glory, 
 
 Glory Is the song they sing. 
 Hallelujah, hallehijah, 
 
 Hark ! the Christian armies sing' 
 Join us, angels, join us, aoirels ; 
 
 Help us praise our oonq'ring King. 
 
 3 Once an infant m a manger, 
 There the Lord of glory lay ; 
 
 No place to lay the little stranger, 
 
 But among the oxen's hay ! 
 Now he's crowned with a rainbow, 
 
 Brighter than a sardine stone : 
 He comes ! he comes ! the Christian's hero 
 
 Seated on his great white throne. 
 Hallelujah ! hallehijah ! 
 
 Hark ! the holy annies sing ! 
 Join us, seraphs, join us seraplis, 
 
 Help us praise our couq'ring King. 
 
 4 Jesus baved us fj-om temptation, 
 Sin and satan, death and hell ; 
 
 A.nd has bought our great salvation — 
 
 Glory to Immanuel ! 
 Once a bleeding on the mountain, 
 
 There his precious blood did run ; 
 Now he's brought us to the Ibuntain, 
 
 Springing from his Father's flirone. 
 Give him glory, give him glory, 
 
 Let all heav'n begin to sing ; 
 Glory, glory, glory, glory, 
 
 Through eternal ages ring. 
 
 HYMN 208. P. M. 
 
 1 /CHRISTIAN soldiers, shout while prais- 
 vy ing 
 
 Of Jehovali'a conquering Son : 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 215 
 
 High the voice of ti-iumph raising, 
 For the work that he hath done. 
 
 Hallelujah, , 
 
 Glory be to God alone. 
 
 2 Now let pow'r divinely glorious. 
 Every pi-aying soul unite : 
 
 Through the name of God victorious, 
 Put the alien hosts to (light. 
 
 Drive old Satan 
 To the shades of endless night. 
 
 3 In the wilderness assembled. 
 We have often felt thy pow'r, 
 
 ' Saints rejoiced, and sinners trembled 
 In the solemn midnight hour. 
 
 Save poor sinners. 
 That they may our God adore. 
 
 4 Now thy servants, Lord, inspire 
 To explain the gospel gi-ace. 
 
 Fill them with celestial fire. 
 Let it through th' assembly blaze. 
 
 Lord, 1 feel it, 
 Let the world thy will embrace. 
 
 5 Sead conviction's keenest arrows, 
 Let the worst of sinners feel 
 
 Deep repentance — godly sorrows 
 To their careless souls reveal. 
 
 Let thy merit 
 Pardon on their conscience seal. 
 
 6 Pity mourners' deep lamenting, 
 While they're fill'd with sacred grie< 
 
 With a broken heart repenting, 
 Break the bars of mibelief ; 
 
 Though of sinners 
 Now they feel t' have been the chief 
 
 7 Jesus now your cause is pleading, 
 Shows his hands and wounded side : 
 
 Sinners! through my interceding, 
 You are freely justified. 
 
 To procure it, 
 I your Saviour groan'd and died. 
 
^16 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 HYMN 209. P. M. 
 
 1 T O ! we see the sign appearing, 
 JlJ Jesus comes the Judge severe^ 
 
 Hell is trembling, earth is quaking — 
 Sinners shriek with awful fear I 
 
 Come to judgment ! 
 Stand your awful doom to hear. 
 
 2 See the world in flames now burning, 
 Hills and mountains fly away ; 
 
 The moon in blood — the'stai-s are falling: 
 Comets blazing through the sky, 
 
 Thunders rolling ! 
 Sinners now for succour cry. 
 
 3 From the general conflagration 
 Mount the righteous up on high ! 
 
 Gain the hope of their salvation, 
 Live with God no more to die. / 
 
 Hallelujah ! 
 Glory to the Lamb they cry. 
 
 i Stop, my soul, look back and wonder, 
 See the wicked left behind— 
 
 Hear them crying, weeping, wailing, 
 For a moment's ease to find. 
 
 Doom'd to sorrow ! 
 In the lake of hell confin'd. 
 
 HYMN 210. P. M. 
 
 1 /^NE night, as I lay musing, 
 V_/ The Spirit said to me, 
 
 " Go blow the gospel trumpet, 
 
 Go sound the juoilee ; 
 Go tell them I am risen, 
 
 And death they need not fear ; 
 I've turn'd the awful summons 
 
 To a sweet messenger. 
 
 2 " The harvest fields are ripening^ 
 Tlie labourers are few ; 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 When Zion she doth languish, 
 Oh watchmen ! where are you? 
 
 Their blood will ory against you, 
 If idle yovi should be : 
 
 Vou see the sword is coming, 
 Then sound the jubilee. 
 
 3 " Come, oh my Father's children : 
 Redeem'd for Uberty ! 
 
 Why stand you here so idle. 
 
 And wasting all the day 7 
 Remember some are teaching. 
 
 While others preach the word; 
 Go labour in the vineyard, 
 
 I'll give a sure reward." 
 
 4 Come brethren all, and sisters, 
 Though but a little band. 
 
 The vict'ry I'll ensure you. 
 Stand fast with sword in hand ; 
 
 Then wield the sword with pleasure, 
 The battle goes aright : 
 
 Thus Israel gain'd the vict'ry 
 Against the Amalekite. 
 
 5 Come, all ye sons of vanity, 
 Who are expos'd to death. 
 
 Who've listed under Pharaoh, 
 
 Th' Egyptian king beneath ; 
 Mthough you serve with rigour, 
 
 He will not set you free, 
 Then hearken to the gospel, 
 
 The sound of jubiloe. 
 % Come ye who're bound for Canaan, 
 
 And give me your right hand, 
 Who've turn'd your backs on Egypt, 
 
 And join'd our little band ; 
 pray you bold out faithful, 
 
 Ycat cro'ivn it will be sure : 
 ^ou']!i nift) With Christ your Saviour, 
 
 In b'jP8 fo' evermore. 
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2] 8 ZIOiV SONGSTER. 
 
 7 How beauteous are the garmenta, 
 
 The bride of Christ doth wear ! 
 lie adorns her with his presence, 
 
 And clothes her with liis care : 
 He decks her with rich jewels, 
 
 And crowns her with his love ; 
 And by his mighty power, 
 
 He'll bear her safe above. 
 
 HYMN 211. P. M. 
 
 1 TTTHY shrinks my weak nature 1 ah ! what 
 
 VV can it mean l 
 Why flutters my heart, which till now was serene ? 
 Why ling'ring and trembling, while glory's so 
 
 near 1 
 Or whence the enchantment that fetters me here! 
 
 2 Thou world of illusion, for ever adieu ! 
 
 Your phantoms unhallow'd recede from my view ; 
 New worlds and new wonders my passions invite, 
 And glories inelfable dawn in my sight 
 
 3 Hail, vision«3 celestial, and thou divine Source 
 Of hfe, hope, and glory ; if e'er in my course 
 Thy grace hath renew'd and made perfect my 
 
 heart, 
 Now let me in peace and in triumph depart. 
 
 4 'Tis done ! lo, they come ! bright celestials 
 
 descend; 
 Saints, angels, and seraphs, their symphonies 
 
 lend : 
 The spheres are all vocal, the raptures draw near, 
 Impartial vibrations resouud in my ear. 
 
 5 Cease! cease then, fond nature; oh! cease 
 
 then thy strife, 
 And let me now languish and die into life : 
 Blest powers receive me ; I mount on your wing; 
 Oh grave, where's thy vict'ry 1 oh death, where's 
 
 thy sting 1 
 
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 HYMN 212. P. M. 
 
 OH Jesus, the donor o!" all we enjoy, 
 Our lives to thine honour we wish to ein- 
 
 ' ploy, 
 With praises unceasing we'll sing of thy name ; 
 Thy goodness inci-easing, tliy love we'll proclaim. 
 
 2 With joy we remember the dawn of that day, 
 When, cold as Decembei-, in darkness we lay ; 
 The sweet invitation we heard with surprise, 
 And witness'd salvation to flow from the skies. 
 
 3 The wonderful name of our Jesus we'll sing, 
 And publish the name of our Captain and King. 
 With sweet exultation his goodness we prove ; 
 His name is salvation, his nature is love. 
 
 4 We now are enlisted in Jesus's cause, 
 Divinely assisted to conquer our foes . 
 
 His grace will support us till conflicts are o'er. 
 He then will escort us to Son's bright shore. 
 
 5 And when to the regions of glory we rise, 
 And join the bright legions, and shout through 
 
 We'll tell the glad story of Jesus's grace. 
 
 And give him the glory, the honour, and praise. 
 
 6 In this blest employment our spirits shall rest 
 In sweetest enjoyment on Jesus's breast ; 
 
 To drink of the streams of Immanuel's love, 
 And bask in the beams of his glory above. 
 
 HYMN 213. P. M. 
 
 I "pEFORE Elisha's gate 
 
 JlJ The Syrian leper stood ; 
 But could not brook *.o wait. 
 He deeui'd himself too good : 
 He thought the prophet would attend, 
 And not to him a message send. 
 
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 2 "Have I this journey come, 
 And will he not be seen J 
 
 I were as well at home, 
 Would washing make me clean : 
 Why must I wash in Jordan's Jlood 1 
 Damascus's rivers are as good." 
 
 3 Thus by his foolish pride 
 He almost miss'd a cure ; 
 
 But yet at length he tried, 
 And found the method sure : 
 Soon as his pride was brought to yield 
 His leprosy was quickly heal'd. 
 
 4 Leprous and proud as he, 
 To Jesus thus I came, 
 
 From sin to set me free, 
 When first I heanl his fame : 
 Surely, thought I, my pompous train 
 Of vows and tears will notice gain. 
 
 5 My heart devis'd the way 
 Which I supposed he'd take ; 
 
 And when I found delay, 
 Was ready to go back : 
 Had he some painful task enjoin'A 
 I to performance seem'd inclined. 
 
 6 When by his word he spake, 
 "That fountain open'd see ; 
 
 'Twas open'd for thy sake ; 
 Go wash, and thou art free :" 
 Oh ! bow did my proud heart gainsay, 
 I fear'd to trust this simple way, 
 
 7 At length I trial made. 
 When I had much endured ; 
 
 The message I obey'd ; 
 I wash'd, and I was cured : 
 Sinners, this healing fotmtain try, 
 Wlilch cleans'd a wretch so vile as L 
 
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 HYMN 214. P. M. 
 
 1 nnilE trumpet of God, is sounding abroad 
 
 J- Tlie language of ihercy, salvation through 
 blood ; 
 Thrice happy are they, who hear and obey, 
 And share in tlie blessings of this gospel day 
 
 2 Their anguish and smart, and sorrow depart, 
 VVlio find this salvation inscribed on theii heart ; 
 True pleasure abound in the rapturous sound, 
 And tliey that have found it liave paradise fouml 
 
 3 Our Jesus to iiiiow, and feel his blood flow, 
 'Tis life everlasting^, 'tis heaven below; 
 This blessinij be mine through favour divine; 
 But oh, my Redeemer, the glory be thine. 
 
 HYMN 215. L. M. 
 
 1 TJ^AREWELL, dear friends, I must be gone, 
 JO I have no home or stay with you ; 
 
 I'll take my staff and travel on. 
 Till I a better world can view. 
 Farewell^ famxctll^ farewell^ 
 My loving friends^ farewell. 
 
 2 Farewell, my friends, time rolls along, 
 
 Nor waits for mortals, care or bliss ; v 
 
 I leave you here, and travel on, 
 Till I arrive where Jesus is. 
 
 3 I'arewell, my brethren in the Lord, 
 To you I'm bound in cords of love ; 
 
 Vet we believe his gracious v/ord. 
 That soon we all shall meet above. 
 
 4 Farewell, old soldiers of the cross, 
 
 You've struggled long and hard for hoaveii— 
 Voii've counted all things here but dross; 
 Fight on, the crown ahall soon be given. 
 
 5 Farewell, ye blooming sons of Goil, 
 Sore conflicts yet await for you : 
 
222 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Yet dauntless keep the heavenly road, 
 Till Canaan's happy land yo-u view. 
 Fight on, fight on, fght on. 
 The. cruic/i shall soon be given. 
 
 6 Farewell, poor careless sinners too, 
 It grieves my heart to leave you here ; 
 
 EtLU'nal ven;ieance waits for you ; 
 Oh turn and find salvation near. 
 
 On turn, oh turn, oh turn, 
 And find salvation n^.ar. 
 
 HYMN 216. P. M. 
 
 1 T ORD, dismiss us with thy b!"ssiug, 
 ±J Fill our hearts with joy and pf.ice; 
 
 Let us each, thy love posses'sia^, 
 Triumph in redeeming grace. 
 
 Oh relresh us, 
 Trav'Uing through this wilderness. 
 
 2 Thanks we give, and adoration, 
 For thy gospel's joyful sound ; 
 
 May the fruits of thy salvation 
 In our hearts and lives abound. 
 
 IMay thy presence 
 With us evermore be found. 
 
 3 So whene'er the signal's given, 
 Us from earth to call away, 
 
 Borne on angel's wings '.o heaven, 
 Call'd the summons to obey, 
 
 May we ever 
 Reign with thee in endless day. 
 
 HYMN 217. P. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, grant us all a blessing, 
 tl Send it down. Lord, from above, 
 
 May we all return home praying, 
 And rejoicing in thy lo'.-e : 
 
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 Faifcweli, brethren; farewell, sisters,. 
 Till -^ ail shall meet again. 
 
 2 Jesus, pardon all our follies, 
 Since together we have been ; 
 
 Make us humble, make us holy, 
 Cleanse us all from every sin : 
 Farewell, brethren ; farewell, sisters, 
 Till we ail shall meet above. 
 
 3 May thy blessing, Lord, go with ua 
 To each one's respective home ; 
 
 And the presence of our .lesus 
 
 Rest upon us every one : 
 Farewell, brethren ; farewell, sisters, 
 Till we all shall meet at home. 
 
 HYMN 218. P. M. 
 
 1 THAREWELL, my dear brethren, belov'd of 
 A. the Lord, 
 
 Tiie footsteps of .lesus you'll find in his word: 
 Tlien follow your Saviour wherever he goes ■ 
 Stand fast and unshaken whatever oppose. 
 
 2 On parting, dear brethren, 1 give you my hand 
 In token of friendship, that uniting band : 
 Although for a while these vile bodies must part. 
 Cemented in love, we are still join'd in heart. 
 
 3 The time is approaching when Christ slial] 
 
 appear 
 In glory, and then all his saints shall meet there, ■ 
 No fear then of parting, no grief, no complaint. 
 Shall ever be heard from the tongue of a saini 
 
 4 But praise and thanksgiving shall be their 
 
 employ ; 
 Their souls always feasting, yet never shall cloy : 
 New scenes still unfolding, new joys shall afford.; 
 All glory, and honour, and praise to the Lord. 
 
224 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 HYMN 219. P. M. 
 
 1 "T^AREWELL, my brethren in the Loro^ 
 IT The gospel sounds the jubilee ; 
 
 My stamm'ring tongue shall sound aloud 
 
 From land to land, from sea to sea : 
 And as i preach from place to place 
 I'll trust alone in God's free grace. 
 
 2 Farewell ! in bonds and union dear, 
 Like cords you twine about my heart, 
 
 I humbly beg your fervent prayer, 
 Till we do meet no more to part : 
 Till we do meet in worlds above, 
 Encircled in eternal love. 
 
 3 Farewell, my earthly friends below, 
 Though all so kind, so dear to me ; 
 
 My Jesus calls, and I must go, 
 To sound the gospel jubilee : 
 To sound the joys, and bear the news, 
 To Gentile nations and the Jews. 
 
 4 Farewell, young people, one and all, 
 While God shall grant me breath to brpa*rt& 
 
 I'll pray to the Eternal All, 
 
 That your dear souls in Christ may Hvti 
 That your dear souls prepar'd may be 
 To reign in bUss eternally. 
 
 5 Farewell to all below the sun ; 
 And as I pass in tears below, 
 
 The path is straight, my feet shall run, 
 
 And God shall keep me as I go : 
 My God shall keep me in his hand, 
 And bring me to the promis'd land. 
 
 6 Farewell, farewell ! I look above- 
 Jesus, my friend, to thee I call ; 
 
 My joy, my hope, my only love, 
 
 "Mv safeguard hence, my heavenly aJI i 
 My theme to preach, my song to sing ; 
 My hope in death, my heavenly King. 
 
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 HYMN 220. P. M. 
 
 1 TTERALDS of the King of kings, 
 
 XJL Preach the peace the gospel brings; 
 Lend extol th' incarnate God, 
 Preach the viriue of his blood. 
 
 2 Celebrate with every brea-th 
 Jesus's nieriionous death : 
 Speak of Jesus's saving name, 
 Which for ever is the same. 
 
 3 And may we in chorus join, 
 Blessing, praising love divine ; 
 Never be ashamed to tell 
 
 Christ hath saved our souls from hell. 
 
 HYMN 221. L. M. 
 
 1 TVTY brethren, from my heart beloved, 
 IVX Whose welfare fills my daily care, 
 
 My present joy, my future crown, 
 The word of exhortation hear. 
 
 2 Stand fast upon the solid i-ock 
 
 Of the Redeemer's righteousness; 
 Adorn the gospel with your lives. 
 And practise wliat your lips profess. 
 
 3 With pleasure mediate the hour 
 
 When he descending from the skies, f 
 Shall bid your bodies, mean and vile, 
 In his own glorious image rise. 
 
 4 Glory in his dear honoured name, 
 To him inviolably cleave : 
 
 Your all he purchased with his blood, 
 Nor let him less than all receive. 
 
 5 Such is your Pastor's faithful cjiarge, 
 Whose soul desires not yours, 'but yon: 
 
 Oh may he, at the Lord's right hand, 
 Himself, and all his people view. 
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226 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 HYMN 222. P. M. 
 
 1 T'M on my way to Canaan, 
 
 JL I bid this world farewell : 
 Come on, my old companions, 
 
 In spite of earth or hell. 
 Lo ! Satan's army rages, 
 
 And all his hosts combine ! 
 Yet Scripture dolh engage us, 
 
 The strength of grace divine. 
 S I'll blow the silver trumpet, 
 
 And on the nations call ; 
 For Christ hath me comraission'd 
 
 To say he died for all. 
 Come try his grace, and prove him, 
 
 You shall the gift obtain ; 
 He will not send you empty. 
 
 Nor let you come in vain. 
 
 3 And if you want a witness, 
 Here are some just at hand. 
 
 Have lately felt the sweetness 
 Now flowing from that land : 
 
 It comes in copious showers. 
 Our bodies can't contain ; 
 
 It fills our ransom'd powers— 
 And now we drink again ! 
 
 4 The glories of that kingdom 
 My soul cannot describe ; 
 
 I feel it is within me, 
 
 I feel the blood applied. 
 Oh come nnto the Saviour's arms, 
 
 And you shall feel his love, 
 Tis sweeter than all other charms, 
 
 It comes from heaven above. 
 
 5 The glories of thai heavenly plac« 
 I've ofttimes felt before, 
 
 But what I've felt is but a taste, 
 Which makes me look for more. 
 
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 Cad I the pinions of a dove, 
 
 I'd fly and be at rest; 
 Then would I soar to worlds abo7e, 
 
 And be for ever blest. 
 
 6 My soul looks up, and sees him smile, 
 And then the blessing send, 
 
 And I am thinlcing all the while, 
 
 When will this journey end 1 
 I contemplate it can't be long, 
 
 Till he will corae again. 
 Then I shall join that heavenly throng. 
 
 And in his kingdom reign. 
 
 7 Oh could I join that heavenly throng, 
 And ne'er return again ! 
 
 I would not think the season long 
 
 That I had suffer'd pain : 
 When Zion's sons are marching home 
 
 Along the heavenly street. 
 Then I would march along wth them, 
 
 And bow before his feet. 
 
 8 The tallest of those heavenly ones 
 Would fail for to describe 
 
 The brightness which the >Saviour puts 
 
 Upon his lovely bride. 
 Ten thousand years around me roll, 
 
 We have but just begun 
 To wear our robes and glitt'ring crowns, 
 
 Bright shining as the sun. 
 
 HYMN 223. L. M. 
 
 1 /^OME, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dova, 
 vy With light and comfort from above ; 
 
 Be thou our guardian, thou our guide ; 
 ■O'er every thought and step preside. 
 
 2 Conduct us safe, conduct us far, 
 From every sin and hurtful snare ; 
 Lead to thy word, that rules must give, 
 And teach us lessons how to live. 
 
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 3 The light of truth to us display, 
 
 And make us linow aud choose thy way ; 
 Plant holy fears in ev'ry heart, 
 That we from God may ne'er depart 
 
 4 Lead us to holiness, the road 
 That we must take to dwell with God: 
 Lead us to Christ, the living wsy, 
 Nor let us from his pastures stray. 
 
 5 Lead us to God, our final rest, 
 In his enjoyment to be bless'd: 
 Lead us to heaven, the seat of bliss, 
 Wliere pleasure in perfection is. 
 
 HYMN 224. P. M. 
 
 1 rpHOU sweet gliding Cedron, by thy silver 
 JL stream, 
 
 Our Saviour at midnight, when Cynthia's palo 
 
 beam 
 Bhone bright on the waters, would frequently 
 
 stray 
 And lose in thy murmurs the toils of the day. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Come saints adore him, come boio at his feet, 
 Oh! give him the glory, the praise that is meet, 
 Let joyful hosannas unceasing arise, 
 Ana join the full chorus that gladdens the skies. 
 
 2 How damp were the vapours that fell on his 
 
 head, 
 IIow hard was his pillow— how humble his bed— 
 The angels astonish'd, gi-ew sad at the sight, 
 And follow'd their Master wth solemn delight. 
 
 3 Oh garden of Olivet, dear honour'd spot, 
 The fame of thy wonders shall ne'er be forgot ;. 
 The ttieme most transporting to seraphs above, 
 The triumph of sorrow the Triumph of love. 
 
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 HYMN 225. P. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, at thy command 
 J I launch into the deep, 
 
 Arid leave my native land, 
 Where sin lulls all asleep : 
 For thee I would the v?orld resign, 
 And sail to heaven with thee and thino. 
 
 2 Thou art my pilot — wise ; 
 My compass is thy word : 
 
 My soul each storm defies. 
 While I have such a Lord : 
 I'll trust thy faithfulness and power 
 To save me in the trying hour. 
 
 3 Though rocks and quicksands deep 
 Through all my passage lie, 
 
 Yet Christ will safely keep. 
 And guard me with his eye : 
 My anchor, hope, will firm abide, 
 And ev'ry Doisterous storm outride. 
 
 4 Whene'er becalm'd I lie. 
 And storms forbear fo toss : 
 
 Be thou, dear Lord, still nigh, 
 
 Lest I should suffer loss : 
 For more the trcach'rows calm I dread 
 Than tempests bursting o'er my head. 
 "■ 5 By faith I see the land, 
 
 The port of endless rest ; 
 My soul thy sails expand, 
 
 And fly to Jesus's breast; 
 Oh may I gain the heavenly shore, 
 Where winds and waves disturb no more. 
 
 6 Corne, Holy Ghost, and blow 
 A prosperous gale of grace : 
 Waft me from all below, 
 To heaven, my destined place ; 
 There in full sail, iny port I'll find. 
 And leave the world and sin behind. 
 
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 H^MN 226. C. M. 
 
 1 "TTE saints, attend the Saviour's voice, 
 
 JL Spoke in his word of grace ; 
 He says, and in it oh rejoice ! 
 " In me ye shall have peace." 
 
 2 Though storms and tempests round you roar, 
 And foes and fears increase : 
 
 He says, and what could he say more 1 
 
 "In me ye shall have peace." 
 S What thoiigh afflictions still abound, 
 
 And troubles still increase ; 
 He says, and oh how sweet the sound, 
 
 "In me ye shall have peace." 
 
 4 What tho' yoiir hearts with sori'ow bleed, 
 And sighs and tears increase ; 
 
 He says, and oh 'tis true indeed, 
 " In me ye shall have peace." 
 
 5 Tho' you shall pass through death's cold floodi 
 To gain your wish'd release ; 
 
 lie says, and sure he'll make it good, 
 "In me ye shall have peace." 
 
 6 Wlien you his face in glory view. 
 Where joy can ne'er decrease ; 
 
 Eternity shall prove it true, 
 "In me ye shall have peace." ** 
 
 HYMN 227. C. M. 
 
 1 TTTITII joy let each afflicted saint, 
 
 VV This cheering truth behold ; 
 That when he's tried, he shall not faint, 
 But shall come forth as gold. 
 
 2 This privilege, oh Lord ! I claim, 
 Nor am I here too bold, 
 
 That from the trying, fierj* flame, 
 I may come forth as gold. 
 
 3 What though the furnace bums on higlv 
 Still to this truth I'll hold, 
 
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 'Tis but design'd my soul to try, 
 I shall come foith as gold. 
 
 4 Herein his wisdom and his love, 
 Will God to me unfold ; 
 
 And from the furnace I shall prove 
 He'll bring me forth as gold. 
 
 5 He'll kindly thus consume my dross, 
 So in his word I'm told ; 
 
 Nor can I suffer real loss, 
 But shall come forth as gold. 
 
 6 Thus he'll conform me to his Y<»ord, 
 And cast me in that mould, 
 
 And through the goodness of my Lord 
 I shall come forth as gold. 
 
 7 Thus will I sing his praises here, 
 Whose mercies are of old, 
 
 And when in glory I appear, 
 I shall come forth as gold. 
 
 HYMN 228. L. M. 
 
 1 TN God let all his saints rejoice, 
 
 JL With thankful heai"t and cheerful voica : 
 Thus saith his word, so kind, so true, 
 "I, even I, will comfort you." 
 
 2 Sweet words ! oh let us bless his name. 
 And joyful all his praise proclaim ; 
 These words shall foes and fears subdue, 
 "I, even I, will comfort you." 
 
 3 Are you in darkness and distress? 
 Does Satan roar and break your peace 1 
 Fear not, but still this truth review, 
 
 "I, even I, will comfort you." 
 
 4 Do sore afflictions on you lay, 
 And pungent son-ow day by day 1 
 
 Look to this word, 'twill bear you througl^ 
 "I, even I, will comfort you." 
 
232 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 B If death in gloomy form appear, 
 And overwhelm youi souls with Tear ; 
 Let this sweet word your laith renew, 
 " 5, even I, will comfort you." 
 
 6 Thus while you sojourn here below, 
 As piUfrims in tiiis w'orld of wo ; 
 
 Make this your song, your journey throngh, 
 " I, even I, will comfort you." 
 
 7 And when each happy soul attains 
 That bUssful state where glory reigns, 
 This song shall all his powers employ, 
 "God is my comfort and my joy." 
 
 HYMN 229. L. M. 
 
 1 TESUS ! my pattern and my^guide, 
 J Oh let me at thy feet abide ; 
 
 And on thee cast my every care, 
 And daily give myself to prayer. 
 
 2 While I'm sojourning here below, 
 Where, blessed Lord ! where can I go, 
 But to thy throne, and worship there, 
 And daily give myself to prayer 'I 
 
 3 Yes ! at thy footstool. Lord, I'll wait, 
 And tell thee all my mournfnl state ; 
 ily sins, and wants, and fears, declare, 
 And daily give myself to prayer. 
 
 4 Though Satan rages at my soul, 
 And Ihund'ring tempests o'er me roll, 
 To seek thee. Lord. I can't forbear 
 But daily give myself to prayer. 
 
 5 Still in the strength of sov'reign grace, 
 I'll wait and seek my Saviour's face ; 
 Soon I a glorious crown shall share ; 
 Till then I'll give myself to pray<5r 
 
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 HYMN 230. P. M. 
 
 1 /~^OME, O my heart, and let us take 
 \J An evening walk becoming thee, 
 
 Now whither dost thou choose we sliall take our 
 course, 
 Up to Calvary or Gcthsemane? 
 
 2 Oh! Calvary is a mountain high. 
 'Tis too difficult a task for me, 
 
 To indulge in balmy sleep, would far better suit 
 my taste, 
 Than Calvary or Gethsemane. 
 
 3 O ! it would not appear such a mountain hich, 
 Nor yet so hard a task for thee, 
 
 rf thou didst love the man, who first laid the plan. 
 Of climbing the mountain Calvary. 
 
 4 I had rather abide in the pleasant plain, 
 My gay companions there to see. 
 
 And to tarry awhile, in the joys of the world, 
 Than to climb up the mountain of Calvary. 
 
 5 The gay companions ere long will be gone, 
 Poor blinded souls could they but see ! 
 
 And if ever thou wouldst siand, on Canaan's 
 happy land, 
 Thou must first climb the mountain Calvary. 
 
 6 There is no pleasure that I can behold, 
 'Tis a sad and dreary path to me, 
 
 And I have heard them say, there are lions in the 
 way, 
 And they lurk in the mountain Calvary. 
 
 7 True ! it is a straight and narrow road, 
 And lions lurk there for their prey, 
 
 But thou Shalt have a guard, yea, the angels of 
 God, 
 Shall conduct thee up to Calvary. 
 
 8 I had rather have peace and live at niy ease. 
 Than to be afflicted thus by thee, 
 
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234 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 NVhen blooming youth is gone, and old age comes 
 on, 
 I will then go with thee to Calvary. 
 
 9 There is no time so good as youth, 
 To travel this mountain you must see, 
 
 For when old age comes on, with a great load of 
 sin, 
 How then canst thou climb up Calvary 1 
 
 10 Oh conscience ! thou art ever making a noise, 
 I cannot enjoy any peace for thee. 
 
 There is time enough yet, and the journey's noi 
 so great, 
 I can soon cUmb the mountain Calvary. 
 
 11 Oh hark ! I hear a doleful sound, 
 And thou shouldst greatly alarmed be, 
 
 A blooming youth is gone, and is sleeping in the 
 tomb. 
 Who refused to climb up Calvary. 
 
 12 Alas ! I know not what to do, 
 For thou hast greatly alarmed me, 
 
 In sin I have gone on, till 1 fear I am undone, 
 Lord help me to climb up Calvary. 
 
 13 O tarry not in all the plain. 
 
 Lest it prove a dangerous snare to thee, 
 But look up to the man who was bruised for thy 
 sin, 
 And he'll help thee to climb up Calvary. 
 
 HYMN 231. L. M. 
 
 1 "DEHOLD a stranger at the door, 
 
 Sj He gently knocks, has knock'd before, 
 Has waited long, is waiting still, 
 You use no other friend so ill. 
 
 2 But will he prove a friend indeed'? 
 He will— the very friend you need ; 
 The man of Nazareth is he, 
 
 With garments died, (rora Calvary. 
 
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 3 O lovely attitTide ! he stands 
 With melting heart and open hands, 
 
 matchless kindness ! and he show3 
 That matchless kindness to his foes. 
 
 4 Rise, touch'd with gratitude divine; 
 Turn out his enemy and thine, 
 Turn out that hateful monster, sin, 
 And let the heavenly stranger in. 
 
 HYMN 232. L. M. 
 
 1 fXn ! give me, Lord, my sins to mourn, 
 \J My sins which have thy body torn j 
 
 Give me with broken heart to see,. 
 Thy last tremendous agony. 
 
 2 O could I gain the mountain's height, 
 And gaze upon that wondrous sight ; 
 
 O that with Salem's daughters, I 
 Could stand and see my Saviour die. 
 
 3 I'd hang around his feet and cry, 
 Lord save a soul condemn'd to die, 
 And let a wretch come near thy thronei 
 To plead the merits of thy Son. 
 
 4 Father of mercy ! drop thy frown. 
 And give me shelter in thy Son ; 
 And with my broken heart comply, 
 O give me Jesus or I die. 
 
 5 O Lord, deny me what thou wilt, 
 If thou wouldst ease me of my guilt; 
 Good Lord, in mercy hear me cry. 
 And give me Jesus or I die. 
 
 6 O save my soul from gaping hell, 
 Or else with devils I must dwell ; 
 Oh ! might I enter, now I'm come; 
 Lord Jesus save, or I am gone. 
 
236 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 HYMN 233. C. M. 
 
 1 T) RAYER is the soul's sincere desire, 
 X Uttered or unexpresskl, 
 
 The motion of a hidden fire, 
 That trembles in the breast. 
 
 2 Prayer is the burden of a sigli, 
 The falling of a tear, 
 
 The upward glancing of an eye,, 
 When none but God is near. 
 
 3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech. 
 That any lips can try ; 
 
 Prayer the sublimest strains that reach 
 The Majesty on high. 
 
 4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, 
 The Christian's native air; 
 
 His watchword at the gate of death ; 
 He enters heaven with prayer. 
 
 5 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, 
 Returning from his ways, 
 
 While angels in their songs rejoice. 
 And say, behold he prays. 
 
 6 The saints in prayer appear as one, 
 Tn word, in deed, in mind. 
 
 When with the Father and the Sen, 
 Their fellowsliip they find. 
 
 7 Nor prayer is made on earth alone. 
 The Holy Spirit pleads, 
 
 And Jesus on the Eternal Throne 
 For sinners intercedes. 
 
 8 Oh thou by whom we come to Cod, 
 Tlie Life, the Truth, the Way ; 
 
 The path of prayer thyself liast trod. 
 Lor<i, teach us liow to pray. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 2"^! 
 
 HYMN 234. L. M. 
 
 1 /^ GOD, my heart with love inflame, 
 
 V^ That I may in thy holy name, 
 Aloud in songs of praise rejoice, 
 While I have breath to raise my voice ; 
 Then will I shout, then will I sing, 
 And make the heavenly arches ring, 
 I'll sing and shout for evermore. 
 On that eternal happy shore. 
 
 3 O hope of glory, Jesus, come, 
 
 And make my heart thy constant home ; 
 
 For the small remnant of my days 
 
 I want to sing and shout thy praise. 
 
 O give me. Lord, a heart to pray, 
 
 And live rejoicing ev'ry day ; 
 
 To give thee thanks in ev'ry thing, 
 
 And sing and shout, and shout and sing. 
 
 3 \Vhen on my dying bed I lay. 
 
 Lord give me strength to shout and pray ; 
 
 And praise thee %vith my latest breath, 
 
 Until my voice is lost in death. 
 
 Then brethren, sisters, shouting come, 
 
 My body follow to the tomb : 
 
 And as you march the solemn road. 
 
 Loud sing and shout the praise of God. 
 
 4 Then you below, and I above, 
 
 We'll shout, and praise the God we love. 
 
 Until the great tremendous day. 
 
 When Gabriel's trump shall wake our clay^ 
 
 Then from our dusty beds we'll spring, 
 
 And shout, O death, where is thy sting 1 
 
 O grave, where is thy victory 1 
 
 We'll shout through all eternity. 
 
 5 Our race is run, we've gained the prize, 
 Then shall the Sov'reign of the skie^ 
 With smiles, unto his children say, 
 Come, reign with me in endless day 
 
238 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Tlien on that happy, happy, shore, 
 We'll shout and sing our sufTrlngs o'er, 
 We'll sing and shout, and shout and sing, 
 And make the heavenly arches ring. 
 
 HYMN 235. P. M. 
 
 1 ^OjVIE listening angels attend while I sing 
 \J The wonders of Jesus my conquering king, 
 
 Great things for my soul he surely has done, 
 All glory to God for the gift of his Son. 
 
 2 I wander'd in darkness a stranger to God, 
 Neglected his calls and despised his word ; 
 
 In romances and novels I thought I should gain 
 Some knowledge of pleasure, and honour obtaia. 
 
 3 At length the gospel trumpet did sound in my 
 
 ears, 
 And hunders from heaven awakened my fears ; 
 The tears of repentance then freely did run, 
 For slighting the Saviour, alas ! I'm undone. 
 
 4 One evening while musing these words eame 
 
 with power, 
 O do not be troubled nor doubt any more ; 
 Believe in the word, believe also in me, 
 In my Father's house there's a mansion for theo. 
 
 6 ' Tis the voice of my Savioar, my soul then did 
 
 cry, 
 On Calvary he suffer'd, and for me did he die, 
 His five bleeding wounds are now pleading for 
 
 me. 
 He offers me pardoB, he bids me be free. 
 
 6 My soul is nowanchor'd in the fountain of love, 
 My heart and my treasure in heaven above ; 
 Through grace I'm determin'd I ne'er will give 
 
 o'er, 
 Till safely I'm landed on Canaan's blest shore. 
 
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 HYMN 236. P. M. 
 
 I /^OME brethren and sisters that love our dear 
 \J Lord, 
 
 1 pray give attention and ear to my word, 
 What a wonder of mercy ! behald now I see 
 What a tender kind Saviour has done for poor ma. 
 
 2 I was led by the cfevil till lost and distress'd, 
 
 I thought that in torments I soon should be cast, 
 No peace to my conscience, but all misery, 
 Till by faith I saw Jesus hang bleeding for me. 
 
 3 O sinner, said Jesus, for you I have died; 
 All glory to Jesus, my soul then replied ; 
 The guilt was removed, my soul did rejoice, 
 The blood was apphed, the witness and voice. 
 
 4 On my low-bended knees before God I did fall 
 And glory to Jesus, far he's all in all ; 
 
 The heart of his rebel was burstcd in twain, 
 To see my dear Jesus on Calvary slain. 
 
 5 There was peace now in heaven, and pcaca 
 
 upon earth, 
 The angels rejoice at a poor sinner's birth ; 
 Your sins are forgiven, my Saviour did say, 
 Oh, witness kind Iwjaven, on this my birth-day. 
 
 6 My soul it was humbled, I fell to the ground; 
 The time of refreshing at length I have found ; 
 
 Lord, thou hast ravish'd my soul v/ith thy 
 
 charms. 
 Let me die like old Simeon, with Christ in my 
 arms. * 
 
 HYMN 237. P. M. 
 
 1 /^ Zion, afflicted with wave upon wave, 
 
 \_^ Whom no man can comfort, whom no man 
 can save, 
 Surrounded with troubles, with terrour disinay'd 
 With toiling and rowing, thy strength is decay'd 
 
240 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Loud roaring, tl:e billows now nigh thee o'er- 
 
 whehn, 
 But skilful the pilot that sits at the helm ; 
 His wisdom conducts thee, his power shall de 
 
 fend, 
 'Till he all victorious, thy warfare shall end. 
 
 2 O fearful, O faithless, in mercy he cries, 
 What tliough higli the surges" to affright thee 
 
 arise ; 
 Still, still I am with thee, my promise shall stand, 
 Through tossings and tempests I'll bring thee to 
 
 land, 
 Forget thee I will not, I care for thy name, 
 Engraved on my heart, it shall ever remain : 
 The palms of my hands, when I look on I see, 
 The wounds I received when I suffer'd lor thee. 
 
 3 The fearful, the faitlilcss, the weak are my care, 
 The helpless, the hopeless, I hear their sad 
 
 prayer; 
 Through great tribulation my people I bring, 
 And wlien they reach heaven, the louder they'll 
 
 sing. 
 I feel at my heart all thy sighs and thy groans 
 For thou art most nigh me, my flesh and my 
 
 bones ; 
 In all my afflictions, though great is my pain. 
 They all are most needful, not one is in vain. 
 
 4 The day of eternal salvation draws near. 
 When Jei5us our leader will dry every tear 
 Our bodies and souls shall in glory partake, 
 \Vhen the trumpet shall sound, and the nations 
 
 awake. 
 Fight on, ye old soldiers, you'll soon be discharged 
 fhe war will' be ended, your treasurf, enlarged; 
 ■ With singing and shouting, though Jordan may 
 
 roar, 
 We'll enter fair Canaan and stand on the sliora 
 
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 HYMN 23S. P. M 
 
 1 "D EJOIUE, iny friends, the Lord is King, 
 SX Let all prepare to take him in 
 
 Let Jacob rise, and Zion sing, 
 And all the world with praises ring, 
 And give to Jesus giory. 
 
 2 I long to see the Christians join 
 In union sweet, and peace divine, 
 
 When every church with grace shall shine, 
 And grow to Christ, the living vine, 
 And give to Jesus glory. 
 
 3 Come, parents, children, bond and free, 
 Come, will you go to heaven with me, 
 That glorious land of rest to see, 
 
 AJid shout wiih me eternally, 
 And give to Jesus glory. 
 
 4 My soul feels happy while I sing : 
 I feel that I am on the wing ; 
 
 I'll shout salvation to my king. 
 Till I to heaven lay tropliies bring. 
 And there we'll give him glory. 
 
 5 A few more days of pain and wo, 
 A few moi'e suffering scenes below, 
 And then to Jesiis we shall go, 
 Where everlasting pleasures flow, 
 
 And there we'll give him glory. 
 The awful trumpet soon will sound, 
 And shake the vast creation round, 
 .\nd call the nations under ground ; 
 And all the saints shall then be crown'd, 
 
 And give to Jesus glory. 
 
 7 Ten thousand thunders then shall roll, 
 And shake the globe from pole to pole ; 
 How dreadful to the guilty soul ! 
 But nothing shall the saints control, 
 Tliey'U give to Jesus glory. 
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242 ZrON SONGSTER. 
 
 8 Then tears shall all be wiped away ; 
 Then Christians ne'er shall go astray ; 
 When we are freed from cniribrous clay 
 We'll praise the Lord in endless day, 
 
 And give to Jesus glory. 
 
 9 There all the saints shall join in one, 
 And sing with Moses round the tlirone ; 
 Their troubles are for ever gone, 
 They'll shine with God's eternal Son, 
 
 And give to Jesus glory 
 
 HYMN 239. P. M. 
 
 1 rpHE people called Christians, how many 
 A. things they tell, 
 
 About the land of Canaan where saints and angels 
 
 dwell ; 
 But sin that dreadful ocean, compasses them 
 
 around, 
 Wliile its tide still divides them from Canaan's 
 
 happy ground. 
 
 2 Thousands have been impatient to find their 
 
 passage through, 
 And with united vigour, have tried what they 
 
 could do ; 
 But vessels built by human skill, have never 
 
 sail'd afar, 
 Till they're found, run aground, on some dreadful 
 
 sandy bar. 
 
 3 The everlasting Gospel, has launch'd the deep 
 
 at last ; 
 Behold her sail suspended around her towering 
 
 masts ; 
 Around her decks, in order, the ioyful sailors 
 
 stand, 
 Cryins, O ! here we go, to Immanucl's happy 
 
 land! 
 
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 4 To those who are spectators, what sorrow must 
 
 ensue, 
 To have their old companions bid them a long 
 
 adieu ; 
 The pleasures of a paradise no longer them 
 
 invite : 
 They may rail while we sail, but we'll soon be out 
 
 of sight. 
 
 5 We're now on the wide ocean, we bid them ail 
 
 farewell, 
 But where we shall cast anchor, no mortal tongue 
 
 can tell: 
 About our future happiness there needs be no 
 
 debate, 
 WTiile we ride on the tide, with our Captain and 
 
 his Mate. 
 
 6 We're passengers united, with harmony and 
 
 love ! 
 The winds all in our favour, how joyfully we 
 
 move : 
 Tho' troubles may surround us, and raging billows 
 
 roar, 
 We will sweep thro' the deep, till we land oa 
 
 Canaan's shore. 
 
 HYMN 240. C. M. 
 
 1 OWEET to rejoice in lively hope, 
 O That when my change shall coio«t 
 
 Angels shall hover round my bed. 
 And waft my spirit home. 
 
 2 There shall my disinibodied soul, 
 View Jesus, and adore ; 
 
 Se with his likeness satisfied, 
 And grieve and sin no more. 
 
 3 Shall see him wear that very flesii 
 On which my guilt was lain ; 
 
 ilia love intense, his merit fresh. 
 As though but nev;ly slaia. 
 
244 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 4 Soon too my slumb'ring dust shall hear 
 The trumpet's quick'ning sound; 
 
 And, by my Saviour's power rebuilt, 
 At his riglit hand be found. 
 
 5 These eyes shall see him in that day, 
 The Christ that died for me : 
 
 And all my rising bones shaU say, 
 Lord, wlio is hke to thee. 
 
 6 If such the views which grace unfolds, 
 Weak as it is below, 
 
 What raptures nmst the church above 
 In Jesu's presence know ! 
 
 7 O may the unction of tliese truths 
 For ever with me stay ; 
 
 Till, from her f.-arthly ca^e dismiss'd, 
 My spirit tiies away. 
 
 HYMN 241. L. M. 
 
 1 (^ MAY I worthy prove to see, 
 \J The saints in full prosperity ; 
 
 To see the bright, the glittering bride, 
 Close seated by her Saviour's side. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Canaan, siceet Canaan, it is a happy place^ 
 And I'm bound for the land of Canaan. 
 
 2 I'm glad that I am born to die. 
 From grief and wo my soul shall fly ; 
 Bright angels shall convey me home, 
 Away to New Jerusalem. 
 
 3 I'll praise him while he lends me breath, 
 
 1 hope to praise him after death ; 
 I hope to praise him when I die. 
 And shout salvation as I fly. 
 
 4 Farewell, vain world, I'm going home, 
 My Saviour smiles and bids me come, 
 Kind angels beckon me away, 
 
 To sing liis praise in endless day. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 245 
 
 5 And when to that bright word I rise, 
 And join the anthems in the skies, 
 Above the rest this note shall swell, 
 My Jesus has done all things well. 
 
 6 There I shall see my blessed God, 
 And praise him in his bright abode ; 
 My theme through all eternity, 
 Shall glory, glory, glory be. 
 
 HYMN 242. P. M. 
 
 1 'lyriD scenes of confusion and creature com- 
 
 IVi plaints, 
 Hew sweet to my scul is communion with saints* 
 To find at the banquet of mercy there's room, 
 And feel in the presence of Jesus at home. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 JTome, home, siceet, siceet Iwtne^ 
 
 Prepare me, dear Saviour, for glory, my home. 
 
 2 Sweet bonds that unite all the children of peace, 
 And thrice precious Jesus, whose love cannot 
 
 cease, 
 Tho' oft from thy presence in sadness I roam, 
 I long to behold thee- in glory at home. 
 
 3 I sigh from this body of sin to be free, 
 Which hinders my joy and communion with thee . 
 Tho' now my temptations like billows may foam, 
 AD all will be peace, when I'm with thee at houre. 
 
 4 Wljile here in the valley of conflict I stay, 
 
 O give me submission and strength as my day; 
 In all my afflictions to thee would I come, 
 Rejoicing in hope of my o;lorious home. 
 
 5 Whate'er thou deniest, O give me thy grace. 
 The Spirit's sure witness, and smiles of thy face : 
 Indulge me with "patience to wait at thy throne, 
 Af;d find even now a sweet foretaste of home. 
 
346 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 6 I long, dearest Lord, in thy beauties to shine. 
 No more as an exile, in sorrow tc pine, 
 And in thy dear image, arise from the tomb, 
 With glorified millions to praise thee at Home. 
 
 HYMN 243. P. M. 
 
 1 rpHE chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll ii! 
 S. fire. 
 
 As the Lord coraeth do\vTi in the pomp of his ire ; 
 Self-moving, it drives on its pathway of cloud, 
 And the heavens with the burthen of Godliead are 
 bow'd. 
 
 2 The glory ! the glory ! around him are poar'd, 
 The myriads of angels that wait on the Lord; 
 And the glorified saints, and the martyrs are 
 
 there, 
 And all who the palm- wreaths of victory weeir. 
 
 3 The trumpet! the trumpet! the dead have all 
 
 heard : 
 Lo, the depths of the stone-covor'd monuments 
 
 stirr'd ! 
 From ocean and earth, from the south pole and 
 
 north, 
 Lo, the vast generation of ages come forth. 
 
 4 The judgment! the judgment! the thi'ones are 
 
 all set, 
 Where the Lamb ana the white-vested elders are 
 
 met; 
 All flesh is at once in the sight of the Lord, 
 And the doom of eternity hangs on his word. 
 
 5 Oh mercy ! oh mercy ! look down from above, 
 Redeemer, on us, thy sad children with love ! 
 When beneath to their darkness the wicked are 
 
 driven. 
 May our justified souls find a welcome in heaven i 
 
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 HYMN 244. C. M. 
 
 1 "ITTHEN Israel out of Egypt came, 
 
 VV To seek the proniised land — 
 Were guarded by fiery flame, 
 
 And Moses gave command — 
 The tow'ring billows of the deep 
 
 Gave them a passage through ; 
 But O I the fate of Pharaoh's troop, 
 
 Lost in the v?aves below. 
 
 2 O camj) of Israel now rejoice. 
 While in the wilderness; 
 
 For Jordan's streams you soon shall cross, 
 
 Then Canaan you'll possess. 
 Let Zion's sons, and Levi's tribe, 
 
 And Israel's army move, 
 With me prepare to offer prayer, 
 
 While in the tented grove. 
 
 3 Leave all the busy cares of life. 
 All worldly things behind ; 
 
 That you may gather strength of soul, 
 
 And fortify the mind I 
 For Jesus surely will be there, 
 
 To fire our souls with love : 
 Therefore I find my heart inclined, 
 
 To seek the tented grove. 
 
 4 Come let us all join heart and voice, 
 In pray'r and praises too ; 
 
 Let sinners weep and saints rejoice, 
 
 There's work for all to do. 
 By faith we'll claim the promise. Lord, 
 
 Thy faithfulness to prove. 
 Descend, descend, oh sinner's friend! 
 
 Into our tented grove. 
 
 5 Oh how our hearts rejoice to feel 
 The Holy Ghost descend ! 
 
 While on our knees, we humbly kneel, 
 We find the sinner's Friend ; 
 
2^8 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 The spreading flame runs through tlie crowd. 
 
 Each heart begins to move : 
 Tall sinners bow, and cry aloud, 
 
 All round the tented grove. 
 
 6 The falling tear bespeaks the loa<i, 
 That lays upon each heart ; 
 
 And guilty conscience strikes the soul, 
 
 With keen conviction's tlart ; 
 At length by faith in Christ he claims 
 
 His Saviour's pard'ning love, 
 And shouts of praise for God's free grace, 
 
 Ring through the tented grove. 
 
 7 The persecuting sons of nighl, 
 Find nothing more to say ; 
 
 They either yield, or quit the field, 
 
 And Israel gains the day. 
 The devil's tottering kingdom shakes, 
 
 And its foundations move. 
 Such prayer we find, by faith combined, 
 
 Rise from the tented grove. 
 
 8 O. sacred ground ! delightful place ! 
 Where God appears to man ! 
 
 Like Moses, we behold his face 
 
 With but a veil between ; 
 But when we rise to paradise, 
 
 To worship God above, 
 There's happier ground than we have found, 
 
 While in the tented grove. 
 
 HYMN 245. P. M. 
 
 1 TN time of tribulation, 
 
 A Hear, Lord, my feeble cries: 
 With humble supplication, 
 
 To Thee my spirit flies , 
 My heart with grief is breaking. 
 
 Scarce can my voice complain; 
 Mine eyes with tears kept waking, 
 
 Still watch and weep in vain. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 249 
 
 2 The days of old, in vision, 
 Bring vanish'd bliss to view; 
 
 The years of lost fruition 
 
 Their joys in pangs renew : 
 Remember'd songs of glatlness. 
 
 Through night's lone silence brought, 
 Strike notes of deeper sadness, 
 
 And stir desponding thought. 
 
 3 Ilath God cast off for ever 1 
 Can time his truth impair? 
 
 His tender mercy, never 
 
 Shall I presume to share 1 
 Ilath He, his loving kindness 
 
 Shut up in endless wrath 1 
 No ; — this is my own blindness, 
 
 That cannot see his path. 
 
 4 I call to recollection 
 
 The years of his right hand : 
 And, strong in his protection, 
 
 Again through faith I stand ; 
 Thy deeds, O Lord, are wonder; 
 
 Holy are all thy ways ; 
 The secret place of thunder 
 
 Shall utter forth thy praise. 
 
 5 Thee, with the tribes assemblcfl, 
 Oh God, the billows saw ; 
 
 They saw Thee, and they trembled, 
 Tum'd, and stood still, with awe ; 
 
 The clouds shot hail — they lighten'd* 
 The earth reel'd to and fro ; 
 
 The fiery pillar brighten'd 
 The gulf of gloom below. 
 
 6 Thy way is in great waters. 
 Thy footsteps are not known ; 
 
 Let Adam's sons and daughters 
 Confide in Thee alone 
 32 
 
250 ZIOX SOXGSTER. 
 
 Through the wild sea Thou leddest 
 
 Thy chosen flock of yore, 
 Still on the waves Thou treadest, ' 
 
 And thy redeeni'd pass o'er. 
 
 HYMN 246. P, M. 
 
 1 "TIC THEN weeping Mary came to seek 
 
 VV Her loving Lord and Saviour, 
 'Twas early as the morning broke, 
 
 With tears to gain his favour ; 
 The guardian soldiers wait around 
 
 The tomb that held the body ; 
 Of him whom she thought under ground 
 
 With wicked hands all bloody. 
 
 2 But how her mournful heart was torn, 
 To find the grave was empty ; 
 
 In solemn silence she did mourn, 
 While onward she did venture : 
 
 Two angels in bright raiment shone, 
 T' inticipate her sorrow^ 
 
 And say why does tliis creature moan, 
 And Why this gloomy horrour 1 
 
 3 Why weep ye, Mary? they did say 
 W^hy are you thus in mourning? ' 
 
 Because they've ta'en my Lord away. 
 
 Whom I thought to've seen this morning 
 I'll sigh and weep, poor Mary said, 
 
 Till I know where they've laid him ! 
 Then quickly turning round her head, 
 
 Began for to upbraid them. 
 
 4 As Jesus by her stood unknown, 
 ^he thought he was the gard'ner; 
 
 In flowing tears she made hei moan. 
 Not knowing it was her pard'ner: 
 
 Come tell me where you've laid my Lord 
 Exclaimed poor weeping Mary ; 
 
 Some comfort to my mind afford, 
 So much oppress'd and wearied. 
 
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 5 O weeping Mary ! said the man ; — 
 
 She then perceived her Saviour; 
 And to his feet she weeping ran, 
 
 Not fearing harm or danger. 
 And now hke Mary let us go, 
 
 And kiss the feet of Jesus. 
 He'll banish all our grief and wo, 
 
 From sorrow he'll relieve us. 
 
 HYMN 247. P. M. 
 
 1 T "T7HEN toss'd on errour's stormy tide, 
 
 VV From doubt to darkness driven, 
 'Twas thine my wandering thoughts to guide, 
 And bid the world no more divide, 
 My erring heart from heaven. 
 
 2 As more to fancy's wildering song, 
 That heart's applause was given ; 
 
 To charm it from the joyless throng, 
 Thy warning seem'd to breathe along, 
 The holy lyre of heaven. 
 
 3 But though the warning voice was sweet 
 As the last sigh of even, 
 
 *Iy soul, within its dark retrea/, 
 Reluctant shnmk, and fear'd to meet 
 A messenger from heaven. 
 
 4 Yet soon the chain that bound my soul, 
 By mercy's hand was riven ; 
 
 I saw the clouds asunder roll, 
 And truth, unerring as the pole, 
 Allur'd me back to heaven. 
 
 5 My grateful heart must ever glow, 
 While life and strength are given ; 
 
 With feelings, those alone can know, 
 Whom thou hast led to seek below, 
 The blissful hope of heaven. 
 
252 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 HYMN 248. P. M. 
 
 1 TTTHEN pulse beats low and cheeks grow 
 
 VV pale, 
 
 And storms of life are fiercely driven ; 
 When fairest prospects, quickly fail, 
 How sweet to have a hope in'heavcn. 
 
 2 When friends, that seem'd most near and 
 
 dear, 
 Are from our bosoms swiftly riven. 
 And life's bright joys in gloom appear, 
 How sweet to have a hope in heaven. 
 
 3 When lone and wand'ring far from home, 
 No kind relief to us is given ; 
 
 O, wliat would then of us become, 
 If we had not a hope in heaven. 
 
 4 And when the end is drawing nigh. 
 
 Of life, through which we long have striven ; 
 And we at last must droop and die, 
 IIow sweet to have a hope in hea':en. 
 
 HYMN 249. P. M. 
 
 1 "ITyHEN by sin, overwhelm'd shame covers 
 
 VV our face, 
 
 We .ook unto Jesus, who saves us by grace ; 
 We call on his name, from the gulf of despair 
 And he plucks us from hell, in answer to 
 prayer : 
 Prayer, sweet prayer, 
 Be It ever so feeble, there's nothing like prayer. 
 
 2 When trials afflict us, and sorrows o'erflow, 
 When patience is weary or sunk into wo, 
 
 If to him we look, on him cast our care, 
 We find certain relief, in answer to prayer: 
 
 Prayer, sweet prayer, 
 In all our distresses, there's nothing like prayer. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 253 
 
 3 Wheo God we approacli, through the Son of 
 
 his love, 
 Both his mei-cy and truth we know we shall prove ; 
 For our comfort and peace, his arm is made bare, 
 And his grace we receive, in answer to prayer: 
 
 Prayer, sweet prayer, 
 Be it ever so humble there's notliing like prayer. 
 
 4 When sickness assails, and to death we draw 
 
 near. 
 We'll face the grim monster, divested of fear, 
 In Jesus's love, we shall have a full share, 
 While the flame is kept bright in answer to prayer : 
 
 Prayer, sweet prayer. 
 Both in life and in death there's nothing like 
 
 prayer ! 
 
 HYMN 250. P. M. 
 
 1 /~\ MY Lord! I've often mused 
 \J On thy wondrous love to me ; 
 
 How I have the same abused, 
 
 Slighted, disregarded thee "? 
 To thy church and thee a stranger, 
 
 Pleased witli what displeased thee ,* 
 Lost, yet could perceive no danger ; 
 
 Wounded, yet no wound could see. 
 
 2 But unwearied thou pursu'dst me; 
 Still thy calls repeated came, 
 
 Till on Calvary's mount I view'd thee, 
 
 Bearing my reproach and blame : 
 Then o'erwhelm'd with shame and sorrow, 
 
 Whilst I view each pierced limb. 
 Tears bedew the scourge's furrow, 
 
 Mingling with the purple stream. 
 
 3 I no more at Mary wonder, 
 Dropping tears upon the grave ; 
 
 Elarnest asking all aro>und her, 
 Where is he who died to sa^e. 
 
254 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Dying love her heart attracted : 
 
 Soon she felt his rising power; 
 He who Marv thus affected, 
 
 Bids his mourners weep no more. 
 
 HYMN 251. P. M. 
 
 1 TTrilEN through the torn sail the wild tempest 
 
 VV is streaming, 
 
 When o'er the dark waves the red lightning is 
 
 gleaming, 
 Nor hope lends a ray the poor seamen to clierish, 
 We fly to our ISIaker : "Save, Lord! or wo 
 
 perish." 
 
 2 O Jesus, once rock'd on the breast of the billow 
 Aroused by the shriek of despair from thy pillow 
 Now seated in glory, the mariner cherish. 
 
 Who cries in his anguish, " Save, Lord ! or we 
 perish." 
 
 3 And O ! when the whirlwind of passion is 
 
 racing. 
 When sin in our hearts its wild warfare is waging, 
 Then send down thy Spirit thy ransom'd to che- 
 rish. 
 Rebuke the destroyer : " Save, Lord 1 or we 
 perish." 
 
 HYMN 252. P M. 
 
 1 TTTIIEN shall I see the day, 
 
 VV That ends my woes 1 
 When shall I vict'ry gain, 
 
 O'er all my foes 7 
 Wlien will the trumpet sound, 
 
 That calls the exile home 7 
 The grand Sabbatick year, 
 
 When will it come 1 
 
 2 A crown of giory bright, 
 By faith I see. 
 
 In yonder realms of light, 
 Prepar'd for me. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 255 
 
 may I faithful prove, 
 
 And keep them in my view ; 
 And through the storms of life 
 
 My way pursue. 
 
 3 Jesus, be thou my guide 
 My steps attend ; 
 
 O keep me near thy side, 
 
 Be thou my friend ; 
 Be thou my shieldiand sun, 
 
 My Saviour, and my guard ; 
 And, when my work is done, 
 
 My great reward. 
 
 4 O how I long to see 
 That happy day. 
 
 When sorrow, sin, and pain, 
 
 Shall flee away ; 
 When all th;; ju a/ n'y '!i ib'^* 
 
 Shall find the r 1 ir ^ S; ug V. li-uie J 
 The Jubilee of h2?t ii. 
 
 When will it. icfir.c'} 
 
 HYJVIiN 253. P. M. 
 
 1 /^OME and taste along with me, 
 
 \^ Consolation running free; 
 From our Falh<=-r'n wealthy tlirone, 
 Sweeter than tiie honey comb. 
 
 You'll praise God, and I'll praise God, 
 And tceHl all praise God together ; 
 
 I'U praise the Lord for the work that he haa 
 done, 
 And we'll bless his name for ever. 
 
 2 Wherefore should I feast alone 1 
 Two are better far than one : 
 All that come with free good wil?, 
 Make the banquet sweeter still. 
 
256 ZlON Svi.NOSTEft 
 
 3 Now I go to mercy's door, 
 Asking for a little move ; 
 Jesu& gives a double share, 
 Calling me his chosen heir. 
 
 4 Goodness, running lilte a stream 
 Through the New Jerusalem, 
 
 By a constant breaking forth. 
 Sweetens earth and heaven both. 
 
 5 Saints and angels sing aloud, 
 To behold the shining crowd. 
 Coming in at mercy's door. 
 Making still the number more. 
 
 5 Heaven's here, and heaven's there, 
 Comfort flowing every where, 
 And I boldly do profess 
 That my soul hath got a taste. 
 
 7 Now I'll go rejoicing home-, 
 From the banquet of perfume : 
 Finding manna on the road. 
 Dropping from tlie throne of God 
 
 8 Oh return, ye sons of grace, 
 Turn and see God's smiling face ; 
 Hark ! he calls backsliders home, 
 Then from him no longer roam. 
 
 HYMN 254. L. M. 
 
 1 T KNOVV that my Redeemer lives, 
 
 -*- What comfort this sweet sentence give 
 He lives, he hves, who once was dead. 
 He lives, my ever living Head. 
 
 2 He lives triumphant o'er the grave. 
 He lives eternally to save, 
 
 He lives all glorious in the sky, 
 He lives exalted up on high. 
 
 3 He lives to bless me with his love, 
 He hves to plead my cause above, 
 He lives my hungry soul to feed, 
 He lives to help in lime ol neoa. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 257 
 
 4 lie lives to give me full supplies, 
 He lives to guide me with his eyes, 
 He lives to comfort me when faint, 
 He lives to hear my soul's complaint. 
 
 5 He lives to crush the fiends of hell, 
 He lives, and doth within me dwell ; 
 He lives to heal, and keep me whole, 
 He hves to guard my feeble soul. 
 
 6 He lives to banisli all my fears, 
 He lives to wipe away my tears, 
 He lives to calm my troubled heart, 
 He lives all blessings to impart. 
 
 7 He lives my kind and gracious friend, 
 He lives and loves me to the end, 
 
 He lives my Prophet, Priest, and King, 
 He lives, and while he lives I'll sing. 
 S He lives, all glory to his name, 
 He lives my Jesus still the same, 
 Oh the sweet joy this sentence gives ! 
 "I know that my Redeemer lives." 
 
 HYMN 255. C. M. 
 
 1 A MAZING grace ! (how sweet the sound, 
 XJl That saved a wretch like me ! 
 
 1 once was lost, but now am found, — 
 
 Was blind, but now I sec. 
 
 2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fi-ar. 
 And grace my fears reliev'd ; 
 
 How precious did that grace appear. 
 The hour I first believ'd ! 
 
 3 Through many dangers, toils, and snirea. 
 I have already come ; 
 
 'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far, 
 And grace will lead me home. 
 
 4 The Lord has promfs'd good to mi? 
 His word my hopes secures ; 
 
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258 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 lie will my shield and portion be 
 
 As long as life endures. 
 E Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail, 
 
 And mortal life shall cease ; 
 1 shall possess within the veil, 
 
 A hfe of joy and peace. 
 6 The earth shaU soon dissolve like f;now. 
 
 The sun forbear to shine ; 
 But God, who call'd me here below 
 
 Will be for ever mine. 
 
 HYMN 256. P. M. 
 
 1 T7NLISTED into the cause of sij 
 Hj Why should a good be evil 1 
 
 iMusick, alas ! too long has been 
 Press'd to obey the devil : 
 
 Drunken, or lewd, or light, the lay 
 Flows to the soul's imdoing. 
 
 Widens and strews with flowers Ibi 
 Down to our utter ruin. 
 
 2 Who on the past of God will rise 1 
 Innocent sounds recover; 
 
 Fly on the prey, and seize the prize 
 "Plunder the carnal lover 1 
 
 Strip him of every moving strain, 
 Every melting measure, 
 
 Musick in virtue's cause retain, 
 Rescue the holy pleasure. 
 
 3 Come let us try if Jesus's love 
 Will not as well inspire us : 
 
 This is the theme of those above, 
 
 This upon earth shall fire us: 
 Try if your hearts are tuned to .sing 
 
 Is there a subject gieaie-r 1 
 Ilarraony all its strains may bring, 
 
 Jesus's name is sweeter. 
 1 .Ipsus the soul of musick is. 
 
 His is the noblest passion ; 
 
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 Jesus's name is life and peace, 
 
 Happiness and salvation : 
 Jesus's name tlie dead can raise, 
 
 Show us our sins forgiven, 
 Fill us with all tlie life of grace, 
 
 Carry us up to heaven. 
 
 5 Who hath a right like us to sing. 
 Us who bis mercy raises ! 
 
 Meri-y our hearts, for Christ Is King, 
 
 Joyful are all our faces. 
 Who of his love doth once partake. 
 
 He in the Lord rejoices ; 
 Melody in our hearts we make, 
 
 Melody with our voices. 
 
 6 Then let us in his praises join ; 
 Triumph in his salvation ; 
 
 Glory ascribe to Love divine, 
 
 Worship and adoration : 
 Heaven already is begun, 
 
 Open'd in each believer; 
 Only believe, and still sing on, 
 
 Heaven is ours for ever. 
 
 HYMN 257. P. M. 
 
 1 (~\U how I have lon^'d for the coming of Gotl! 
 \J And sought him by praying and searchirii; 
 
 his word; 
 With watching and fastin;j ray soul was oppress'd. 
 Nor would I give over till Jesus had bless'd. 
 
 2 The tokens of mercy at length did appear. 
 According to promise, he answer'd my prayer ; 
 And glory is open'd in Hoods on my soul, 
 Salvation from Zion's beginning to roll. 
 
 3 Tlie news of his mercy is spreading abroad, 
 And sinners come crying, and weeping to Goo, 
 Their moui'ning and praying is heard very loud. 
 And many line! favour in Jesus's blood. 
 
260 ZION SONGSTER, 
 
 4 Here are more, my dear Saviour, who fall at 
 
 thy feet, 
 Oppress'd by a burden enormously great; 
 Oh raise them, my Jesus, to tell of thy love, ^ 
 And sliout hallelujahs with angels above. 
 
 5 I'll Bingj and I'll shout, and I'll s>hour and I'll 
 
 sing; 
 Oh God make the nations in praises to ring 
 With loud acclamations of Jesus's love, 
 And carry us all to the city above. 
 
 6 We'll wait for thy chariot, it seems to draw 
 
 near: 
 Oh come, my dear Saviour, let glory appear 
 We long to be singing and shouting above, 
 With angels overwhelm'd in Jesus's love. 
 
 HYMN 258. P. M. 
 
 1 /^H Jesus, my Saviour, to thee I submit, 
 V^ With love and thanksgiving I fall at thy feet 
 
 The sacrifice ofifer, my soul, flesh, and blood, 
 To thee, my Redeemer, my Lord, and my God. 
 
 2 I love thee, I love thee, I love thee, my Lord 
 I love thee, my Saviour, 1 love thee, my God ! 
 
 I love thee, I love the>e, and that thou dost know, 
 But how much I love thee I never can show : 
 
 3 All human expressions are empiy and vain ; 
 They canmjt unriddle tlie heavenly tlaine ; 
 I'm sure if the tongue of an angel I had, 
 
 I could not the mystery completely describe. 
 
 4 I'm happy, I'm happy, oh wondrous account .' 
 My joys are immortal — I stand on the mount ; 
 
 I gaze on my*' treasure and long to be there. 
 With Jesus, my Saviour, the kingdom to share 
 
 5 Oh Jesus my Saviour, in thee I am blest ! 
 My life and ray treasure, ray icy. and mv rest. 
 
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 Thy grace be my theme, and thy name be my 
 
 song, 
 Thy love doth inspire my heart and my tongue. 
 
 6 Oh who is like Jesus ! he's Salem's bright 
 
 King; 
 He smiles and he loves me, and learns me to sing ; 
 I'll praise him, I'll praise him, and bow to his will, 
 While rivers of pleasure my spirit do fill. 
 
 HYMN 259. P. M. 
 
 1 /~\II Jesus, my Saviour ! I know thou art mine ; 
 \J For thee all the pleasures of earth I resign : 
 
 Of objects most pleasing, I love thee the best; 
 Without thee I'm wretched, but with thee I'm 
 blest. 
 
 2 Thou art my rich treasure, my joy and my love, 
 (None richer possess'd by the angels above ;) 
 For thee all the pleasures of sense I forego, 
 And wander a pilgrim despised below. 
 
 3 Thy Spirit first taught me to know I was blind, 
 And taught me the way of salvation to find : 
 
 For when I was sinking in dreadful despair, 
 My Jesus reliev'd me and bid me not fear. 
 
 4 In vain I attempt to describe what I feci : 
 The language of mortals for ever must fail; 
 My Jesus is precious, my soul's in a llame: 
 I'm rais'd into rapture while praising his name. 
 
 5 Though weak and despised, by faith I now stand. 
 PrKserv'd and defended by heaven's kind hand; 
 By Jesus supported. I'll praise his dear name, 
 Regardless of danger, of praise, or of blame. 
 
 6 I find him in singing, I find him in prayer ; 
 In Sweet meditation he always is near: 
 
 My constant companion, oh may we not part I 
 All glory to Jesus, who dwells in my heart. 
 
262 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 7 If ever I lov'd, sure I love thee, my Lord, 
 
 I love thy dear people, tliy ways, and Ihy word ; 
 I love all my brethren, I love sinners too. 
 Since Jesus has died to redeem ;hem from wo. 
 
 8 When happy in Jesus, I regard not the proud, 
 Tho' sinners despise rae for shouting so loud ; 
 For death will soon call nie, and then I shall fly, 
 To praise my dear Jesus in mansions on hi^'h. 
 
 9 Through millions of ages sweet notes Til emploj 
 In praising my Jesus, my hope and my joy : 
 The glorified spirits, and angels around, 
 
 Shall till be delighted to join the glad sound. 
 
 HYMN 260. P. M. 
 
 1 OALVaTION to Jesus, he's Zion's brigln 
 kJ King! 
 
 Oh God, let thy praises through all the earth ring, 
 We hear from the east, from the west, south and 
 
 north, 
 To conquer the nations the Lord's going forth. 
 
 2 Salvation to Jesus ! let all the world know, 
 He died to redeem us from soiTOW and wo, 
 lie rose to ensure us a justified state — 
 Come, seek his salvation before it's too late. 
 
 3 Salvation to Jesus, he's now gone above, 
 Where he will prepare for us r'.ansions of love ; 
 He's sent down the Comforter into tlie world, 
 And causes salvation from Zion to i^oll. 
 
 4 Salvation to Jesus ! his mercy abounds. 
 
 And sinners take shelter in his precious wouruts. 
 They are weeping, and praying, and coming to 
 
 God, 
 And finding redemption in Jesus's blood. 
 
 5 Salvation to Jesus ! my soul is alive — 
 
 His word is no%v spreading — his work doih revive, 
 Oh God shake the nations until they submit, 
 And bow down with pleasure at Jesjis's feel. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 263 
 
 C Salvation to Jesus, my soul's in a llaiiio ; 
 I rise in sweet rapture at th' sound of his uauie : 
 Shout all the creation below and above. 
 Ascribing salvation to Jesus's love, 
 
 7 Salvation to Jesus, he'll quickly appear 
 
 In bright shining glory ! he's now drawing near : 
 I'm going, my brethren, to meet him above, 
 Where I shall eternally feast on his love. 
 
 8 Salvation to Jesus, shall there be my song, 
 
 ril meet all ray brethren around the Ijngla 
 
 throne : 
 With loud hallelujahs all heaven shall ring, 
 Salvation ! Salvation ! to Jesus my King ! 
 
 HYMN 261. P. M. 
 
 I T LOVE thee, I love thee, Hove thee, my Love, 
 L 1 long thy salvation more fully to prove ! 
 
 1 love thee, I love thee, I love thee,— oh why? 
 Because my dear Saviour for sinners did die. 
 
 2 I love thee, I love thee, my Lord knows it welL 
 But how much I love thee I never can tell ; 
 From hell and damnation my soul thou didst free, 
 From black desperation a rebel like me. 
 
 3 On Zion's bright mountain this news I will tell. 
 The strains of redemption my bosom shall swell; 
 Withangelick ardour his love I'll proclaim, 
 Redemption for sinners, in Jesus's name. 
 
 4 Redemption, redemption, through Zion slm'll 
 
 ring, 
 In the flame of redemption her converts sliall 
 
 sing ; 
 Redemption, redemption, through Jesus's blood, 
 Is streaming from Calv'ry, and rolls like a flood. 
 
 5 We'll talk of redemption while we stay below, 
 We'll sing of redemption when upward we go ! 
 When the sun shall be darken'd. the moon turn'd 
 
 to blood, [God. 
 
 We'll shout full redemption in the kingdoui o( 
 
<^4 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 6 When sinking in sorrow free grace did abounci, 
 Pursued by the devil, redemption we found : 
 Our harps to redemption, we'll tune ev'ry string, 
 Through heaven's high arches redemption shall 
 
 ring. 
 
 7 Redemption, redemption, to him that was slain, 
 We'll outsing the angels in this he^v'nly strain; 
 Hedemption through Jesus for ever we'll cry ; 
 
 • For men, not for angels, the Saviour did die. 
 
 8 All glory, all glory to Jesus's name, 
 
 All wisdom and power to God and the Lamb ; 
 To him wlio redeem'd us, the great One in Three, 
 Hosanna, hosanna through eternity. 
 
 9 The song of creation bright angels may sing, 
 Out we'll sing redemption through Jesus our 
 
 King ; , 
 
 Through ages eternal this song shall be sung, 
 While Jesus's glory inspires every tongu«» 
 
 HYMN 262. P. M. 
 
 1 'T'HE Lord is the fountain of goodness and 
 
 X love, 
 
 Fn Eden once Howing m streams from above, 
 Kcfresh'd every moment the fi-rst happy pair. 
 Till sin stopp'd the torrent, and brouglit in despair. 
 
 2 Oh wretched condition ! what anguish and 
 
 pain ! 
 They thirst for the fountain, and seek it in vain ; 
 To s'in's bittor waters they iiy for relief. 
 They drink, but the di'aft still increases their 
 
 grief. 
 
 3 Glad tidings! glad tidings! no more we com- 
 
 plain ! 
 Our Jesus has open'd the fountain again : 
 Now mingled with mercy, and rich with (ree 
 
 grace, 
 From Zion 'tis flowing to all the lost race. 
 
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 4 How happy the prospect ! how pleasant the 
 
 road ! 
 Wlien led dovm the stream by the angel of God ; 
 Tliough shallow at firdt, yet we find it at last, 
 A river so boundless it cannot be past. 
 
 5 Come sinners, poor sinners ! it's boundless and 
 
 free, 
 In Eden once flowing, 'twas open'd for thee ; 
 This water has virtue to heal all complaints — 
 Come, drink, ye diseased, and rejoice with the 
 
 saints. 
 
 G Say not, " I'm a sinner, and must not partake," 
 For this very reason the Lord bids you take ; 
 Say not, ''Too unworthy, the. vilest of all :" 
 For such, not the righteous, the Lord came to calL 
 
 7 Come, all ye dead sinners, here life yoa may 
 
 find ; 
 Come, all ye poor beggars, ye halt and ye blind ; 
 The Spirit invites you, the Bride bids you too ; 
 Come, call all your neighbours, they're welcome 
 
 with you. 
 
 3 Come, Christians, let's venture along down tha 
 
 stream'; 
 The shallows are pleasing, but oh let us swim : 
 Lei's bathe in the ocean of infinite love, 
 And wash, and be pure as the angels above. 
 
 HYMN 263. L. M. 
 
 1 A WAKE my soul, in joyful lays, 
 
 jljL And sing the great Redeemer's praise : 
 He justly claims a song from me, 
 His loving kindness, oh how free ! 
 
 2 He saw me ruin'd in the fall. 
 He loved me notwithstanding all ; 
 He saved ine from my lost estate. 
 His loving kindness, oh how great ! 
 
 3 Though numerous hosts of mighty foefi, 
 Though earth and hell my way oppose, 
 
266 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 He safely leads my soul along, 
 
 ills loving kindness, oh how strong ! 
 
 4 When troubles, like a gloomy cloud, 
 Have gather'd thick, and thunder'd loud, 
 He near my soul has always stood ; 
 Ills loving kindness, oh how good ! 
 
 5 Often I feel my sinful heart 
 Prone from my Jesus to depart ; 
 Though oft his mercies I've forgot, 
 His loving kindness changes not. 
 
 6 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale, 
 Soon all my mortal powers must fail ! 
 Oh ! may my last expiring breath 
 His loving kindness sing in death. 
 
 7 Then let me mount and soar away 
 To that bright world of endless day, 
 And sing with rapture and surprise, 
 His loving kindness in the skies. 
 
 HYMN 264. L. M. 
 
 llVrOW in a song of grateful praise, 
 1 1 To my dear Lord my voice I'll raisa 
 With all the saints ?11 join to tell, 
 My Jesus hath done all things well. 
 
 2 All worlds his glorious power confess, 
 His wisdom all his w^orks express ; 
 
 But oh his love, what tongue can tell ! 
 My Jesus hath done all things well. 
 
 3 I spum'd his grace, I broke his laws, 
 But yet he undertook my cause. 
 
 To save me, though I did rebel: 
 My Jesus hath done all things well. 
 
 4 At last my soul has known his iove, 
 What mercy has he made me prove ' 
 Mercy which doth all praise excel ; 
 My Jesus hath done all things well 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 267 
 
 5 If e'er my Saviour and my God 
 Did on me lay his chast'ning rod, 
 I knew, whatever me befelL 
 
 My Jesus would do all things well. 
 
 6 Though many a fiery flaming dart 
 Be aim'd to wound nie to the Jieart; 
 With this I all their rage repel, 
 
 My Jesus hath done all things well. i 
 
 7 Ofttimes my Lord his face did hide, 
 To make me pray or kill my pride ; 
 Yet on my mind it still doth dwell, 
 My Jesus hath done all thiilgs well. 
 
 8 Soon I shall pass the vale of death, 
 And in his arms resign my breath ; 
 Then, then my happy soul shall tell, 
 My Jesus hath done all things well. 
 
 9 And when to that bright world I rise, 
 And join the seraphs in the skies ; 
 Above the rest this note shall swell. 
 My Jesus hath done all things well. 
 
 HYMN 265. L. M, 
 
 1 TESUS ! and shall it ever be, 
 
 •) A mortal man ashamed of thee 1 
 Asham'd of thee 1 whom angels praise, 
 Whose gloi'ies shine through endless days. 
 
 2 Asham'd o*" Jesus ! sooner far 
 Let evening blush to own a star ; 
 He sheds the beams of light divine 
 O'er this benighted soul of mine. 
 
 3 Asham'd of Jesus ! just as soon 
 Let midnight be ashamed of neon ; 
 'Tis midnight with my soul till he. 
 Bright Morning Stai", bids darkness flee. 
 
 4 Asham'd of Jesus ! that dear friend, 
 On whom my hopes of heaven depend ! 
 No — when I blush, be this my shame, 
 That I no more revere his naipe. 
 
268 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 5 Asham'd of Jesus ! yes, I may 
 When I've no guilt to wash away ; 
 No tears to wipe, no good to crave, 
 No fears to quell^ no soul to save. 
 
 6 Till then, nor is my boasting vain — 
 Till then 1 boast a Saviour slain ; 
 Afid oh ! may this my glory be, 
 That Christ is not asham'd of me. 
 
 7 His institutions I will prize, 
 
 Take up my cross the shame despise ; 
 Dare to defend this noble cause, 
 And yield obedience to liis laws. 
 
 HYMN 266. P. M. 
 
 1 /"ILORIOUS things of thee are spoken. 
 \T Zion, city of our God! 
 
 lie whose words cannot be broken, 
 Formed thee for his own abode : 
 
 On the rorV: of ages founded, 
 What cao shake thy sure repose ? 
 
 With salvation's walls sun'ounded, 
 Thou mayst smile at all thy *bes. 
 
 2 See! the streams of living .vaters 
 Springing from eternal love, 
 
 Well supply thy sons and daughters, 
 
 And all fear of want remove : 
 Who can faint while such a river 
 
 Ever flows their thirst t' assuage? 
 Grace, which like the Lord, the giver, 
 
 Never fails from age to age. 
 
 3 Round each habitation hovering 
 See the cloud and fire appear ! 
 
 For a glory and a cov'ring. 
 Showing that the Lord is near; 
 
 Thus deriving from their banner 
 Light by night, and shade by day; 
 
 Safe they feed upon the manna 
 Which he gives them when they pray. 
 
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 4 Blest inTiabitants of Zion, 
 Wash'd in the Redeemer's blood ! 
 
 Jesus, whom their souls rely on, 
 Makes them kings and priests to God: 
 
 'Tis his love his people raises 
 Over self to reign as kings ; 
 
 And as priests his solemn praises, 
 Each for a thank-oifering brings. 
 
 5 Saviour, if of Zion's city 
 
 I, through grace, a member am ; 
 Let the world deride or pity, 
 
 1 will glory in thy name : 
 Fading is the worldling's pleasure, 
 
 All his boasted pomp and show ; 
 Solid joys and lasting treasure. 
 
 None but Zion's children know. 
 
 HYMN 267. L. M. 
 
 1 TTARK ! don't you hear the Turtle Dove, 
 Xi The tokens of redeeming love ! 
 
 From hill to hill we hear the sound, 
 The neighbouring valleys echo round ! 
 Oh Zion ! hear the Turtle Dove, 
 The tokens of redeeming love : 
 They're come the barren land to cheer, 
 And welcome in the jubilee year. 
 
 2 The winter's past, the rain is o'er, 
 We feel the chilling winds no more ; 
 Sweet spring is come, and summer too, 
 All things appear divinely new ; 
 
 On Zion's mount the watchmen cry, 
 The resurrection's drawing nigh ; 
 Behold the nations from abroad 
 Are flocking to the mount of God. 
 
 3 The trumpet sounds both far and niRli, 
 " Oh sinners, turn ! why will you die V 
 How can you stand the gospel charms? 
 Knlist with Christ, gird on your arms: 
 
270 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 These are the days that were foretold 
 In ancient times by prophets old; 
 They long'd to see' this glorious light, 
 Rut all have died without the sight. 
 
 4 The latter days have now come on, 
 And fugitives are flocking home ; 
 Behold them crowd the gospel road, , 
 All pressing for the mount of God. 
 Oh yes, and I %vill join the band — 
 
 Oh here's my heai% and here's my hand; 
 With Satan's bands ho more I'll be, 
 But fight for Christ and liberty, 
 
 5 His banner soon shall be unfurl'd, 
 And he will come to judge the world; 
 On Zion's mountain we will stand, 
 Surrounded by fair Canaan's land. 
 The sun and moon shall darken'd be, 
 The riames consume the land and sea ; 
 When world.'? on worlds together blaze, 
 We'll shout, and loud hosannas raise. 
 
 HYMN 268. P. M. 
 
 1 "YT^ ser\'ants of God, your Master procUiiin, 
 
 JL And publish abroad his wonderful namo 
 The name all victorious of .Tesus extol ! 
 His kingdom is glorious and rules over all. 
 
 2 God ruteth on high, almighty to save, 
 And still he is nigh, his presence we have : 
 T)ie great congregation his triumphs shall sing 
 Ascribing salvation tr> Jesus our King. 
 
 3 Salvation to God who sits on the throne, . 
 Let all cry aloud, and honour the Son : 
 
 Our Jesnis's praises the angels proclaim, 
 
 Fall down on their faces, and worship the Lamb 
 
 4 Then let us adore, and give him his right; 
 All glory, and power, and wisdom, and might, 
 All honour and blessing, with angels above ; 
 And thanks never ceasing, and infinite lov»> 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 271 
 
 HYMN 269. L. M. 
 
 1 /^K who will come and go with mc"? 
 \y I'm bound fair Canaan's land to see; 
 
 I'll join with those who're gone before, 
 Where sin and sorrow are no more. 
 
 2 A few more rolling years at most 
 Will land my soul on Canaan's coast ; 
 There, on the mount of sweet repose. 
 I'll bid adieu to all my woes. 
 
 3 O may my soul march boldly on. 
 And never end the blessed song ; 
 Oh may I always persevere, 
 
 And never stop till I get there. 
 
 4 Oh what a happy time 'twill be, 
 When I my friends in heaven shall see ! 
 There we may tell our suff'riiigs o'er, 
 When we shall reach that happy shore. 
 
 5 Oh what a happy company ! 
 May I be there that sight to see, 
 And join in praise to Jesus's name, 
 All glorious in Jerusalem. 
 
 6 I little thought he'd been so nighl 
 
 His speaking makes me laugh and cry ; — 
 lie said, " I'm come for thee, my love, 
 I have a place for thee above." 
 
 7 Now here's my heart and here's my liandj 
 To meet you in that heavenly land ; 
 
 My hand again I give to thee. 
 Hoping thy face in heaven to see. 
 
 HYMN 270. P. M. 
 
 / T ET us love, and sing, and wonder, 
 
 Lj Let us praise the Saviour's name ; 
 Sle luis hush'd the law's loud thunder; 
 He has quench'd Mount Sinai's flame: 
 He has wash'd us with his blood, 
 He has i)rouglit us nigh to Clod. 
 
272 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 2 Let us love the Lord who bought us, 
 Pitied us when enemies ; 
 
 CalI'd us by his grace, and taught us ; 
 Gave us ears, and gave us eyes : 
 He has wash'd us with hir> blood, 
 He presents our souls to God. 
 
 3 Let us sing though fierce temptation 
 Threaten hard to bear us down, 
 
 For the Lord, our strong salvation, 
 Holds in view the conqu'rov's crown: 
 He who washed us with his blood, 
 Soon will bring us home to God. 
 
 HYMN 271. P. M. 
 
 1 /^OME friends and relations, let's join heart 
 V^ and hand. 
 
 The voice of the turtle is heard in our land ; 
 Let's all walk together, and follow the sound, 
 And* march lo the place where redemption is 
 found. 
 
 2 The place it is hidden by reason of sin, 
 You can't see the sorrow-ful state you are in ; 
 You're bhnded, polluted, in prison and paiti— 
 Oh how can such rebels redemption obtain ! 
 
 3 The place is obscured, and darkly conceal'd, 
 Nor can mortals know it until it's reveal'd ; 
 The place is in Jesus, to him we will go. 
 
 And there find redemption from sor'row and wo. 
 
 4 And if yon are wounded and bruis'd by the fall. 
 Rise up and press forward, fr/-you he doth c;ill. 
 Or if you are temp'.ed to do^bt or despaiT, 
 Then come home to Jesus, redemption is thtre 
 
 5 And you, my dear brethren, that love your dt-at 
 
 Lord, 
 Who have witness'd free pardon by faith in his 
 word, 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 27H 
 
 Let patience attend you wherever you go, 
 Vour Saviour has purchased salvation for you. 
 
 6 We read of commotions and signs in the skies. 
 Tlie sun and the moon shall be cloth'd in disguise ; 
 And when you snail see all these tokens appear. 
 Then lift up your heads, your redemption is ne;ir 
 
 7 Oh tlien the archangel the trumpet shall soun.i. 
 And wake all the nations that sleep under groiuid. 
 The sound of the trumpet shall bid you arise, 
 
 To meet your redemption with joy in the skies 
 
 8 And then loving Jesus our souls will receive. 
 From bonds of cori'uption our bodies relieve ; 
 Then we shall be perfect, and happy, and free, 
 And sing of redemption wherever we be. 
 
 HYMN 272. P. M. 
 
 1 /^OME, all who have mercy througli Jesu> 
 Kj obtain'd, 
 
 The hope of salvation and pardon regain'd ; 
 Come join in an anthem, let praises abound, 
 And tell all around us what treasures we've foutui 
 
 2 When sin, like a mountain tremendously great.. 
 My soul fiU'd with horrour to view my sad fate ; 
 On the brink of destruction bewailing my case, 
 Was almost despairing of pardoning grace. 
 
 3 Alone on the valley, I rov'd m distress. 
 
 My sorrows too great for my tongue to express , 
 My heart had been always to evil inclined, 
 A Saviour I feared I never should find. 
 
 4 When crying in anguish and prostrate in dusu 
 I own'd to be sentenced from God would be just. 
 The Lord by these words caus'd my sorrows tr 
 
 cease, 
 "Thy sins are forgiven ; arise, go in peace.' , 
 
 5 A captive delivered from bondage and pain, 
 Who long in a dungeon of darkness halli lain . 
 
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274 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 The woods and the valleys with praises did ring^ 
 All glory to Jesus, my Priest and my King. 
 
 Adieu to this world, and its foolish delight, 
 No longer its trifles my passions invite ; 
 I'il follow my Saviour who freedom can givR, 
 Ap' cheerfully praise him as long as 1 live. 
 
 HYMN 273. L. M. 
 
 1 Tjj AIL I sov' reign love, that first begau 
 XI The scheme to rescue fallen man 
 
 Ilail ! matchless, free, eternal grace, 
 , That gave my soul a hiding place. 
 
 2 Against the God that rules the sky 
 I fought with hands uplifted high ; 
 Uespis'd the offers of his grace. 
 Too proud to seek a hiding place. 
 
 3 Enwrapt in dark Egyptian night. 
 And fond of darlmess more than hght, 
 JMadly I ran the sinful race, 
 
 Secure without a hiding place. 
 
 4 But lo ! the eternal counsel ran, 
 "Almighty love arrest the man!" 
 
 1 felt the arrows of distress, 
 And found I had no hiding place. 
 
 5 Vindictive justice stood in view, 
 To Sinai's fiery mount I Hew; 
 
 Stern justice cried with frowning face. 
 This mountain is no hiding place. 
 
 6 But lo ! a heavenly voice I hcanl 
 And mercy for my soul appear'd; 
 She led me on a pleasant pace, 
 
 To Jesus Christ, my hiding place. 
 
 7 Should sevenfold storms of thunder roU, 
 And shake the globe from pole to pole, 
 
 No thunderbolt'shall daunt my face, 
 For Jesus is my hiding place. 
 
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 8 On liim Aliniglity vengeance fell, 
 That niiglit liave crush'd a world to hell; 
 He bore it for a sinful race, 
 And tiius became their hiding place. 
 
 A few more rollin;;^ suns at most, 
 Will land nie sa'fe on Zion's coast : 
 Tliere i shall smg a song of grace, 
 tsafe in my glorious hiding i)lace. 
 
 HYMN 274. P. M. 
 
 1 'X'lIE voice of free grace 
 
 X Cries escape to the mouniain, 
 For A' lam's lost race 
 
 Christ hath opon'd a fountain. 
 For sin and transgression, 
 
 And every pollution, 
 ilis lilood liows most freely 
 
 In streams of ablution. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Hallelujah to the Lamb, 
 
 Who huspurchas'd our pardon ; 
 
 We will praise him again, 
 When we pass over Jordan. 
 
 2 That fountain so clear, 
 
 In which all may find pardon, 
 From Jesus's side 
 
 Flows plenteous redemption ; 
 Though your sins were increased 
 
 As high as a mountain, 
 His blood it flows freely : 
 
 Oh come to ttiis fountain 
 
 3 Blest Jesus, ride on. 
 Thy kingdom is glorious, 
 
 O'er sin, death, and li»^l, 
 
 Thou wilt make us victorious. 
 Thy name shall be praised. 
 
 In the great congregation, 
 
276 ZION SONGSTER 
 
 And saints shall delight 
 In ascribing salvation. 
 
 4 When on Zion we stand, 
 
 Having gain'd the blest shore, 
 With our harps in our hanti, 
 
 We will praise him evermore ; 
 We'll range the blest fields, 
 
 On the banks of the river, 
 And sing hallelujahs 
 
 For ever and ever. 
 
 HYMN 275. C. M. 
 
 1 \ LL hail the power of Jesus's names 
 XJL Let angels prostrate fall, 
 
 IJring forth the royal diadem, 
 To crown him Lord of all. 
 
 2 Let high-bom seraphs tune the lyre ; 
 And, as they turie it, fall 
 
 Before his face who tunes their choir, 
 And cro^vn him Lord of all. 
 
 3 Crown him, ye morning stars of light, 
 He fix'd this floating ball; 
 
 Now bail the Strength of Israel's niij;lit, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 4 Crown him, ye martyrs of you God, 
 Who from his aliar call ; 
 
 Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 5 Ye seed of Israel's chosen race, - 
 Ye ransom'd of the fall. 
 
 Hail him who saves you by his grime, 
 And cro^vn him Lord of all. 
 
 6 Hail him, ye heirs of David's line, 
 Whom David Lord did call ; 
 
 The God incarnate, man divine, 
 And crown him Lord of eiII. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 277 
 
 7 Sinners! whose love can ne'er forget, 
 
 The wormwood and the gall, 
 Go— spread your trophies at his feet, 
 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 HYMN 276. P. M. 
 
 1 TESTIS catne into the world, 
 J And suffer'd to redeem us ; 
 
 Then ascended up on high, 
 And sent his grace to save us ! 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Ho ! every one that thirsts, 
 
 Come ye to the waters, 
 Freely drink and quench your thirst, 
 
 With Zion^s sons and daughters. 
 
 2 Come, all ye mourning weeping sou^.a, 
 Who long to be forgiven ! 
 
 We bring glad tidings unto you, 
 From the high court of heaven. 
 
 3 There is a fountain open wide. 
 For sin and all uncleanness, 
 
 Streaming from the Saviour's side. 
 It flows in gospel fulness. 
 
 4 Oh ! seek the circumcising grace, 
 Be wise, do not refuse it; 
 
 For if you seek your life to save, 
 You will be sure to lose it. 
 
 5 The cross of Christ you'll Ivave to bear, 
 Fearless of persecution ; 
 
 Or groan you must when time shall cease, 
 In darkness and confusion. 
 
 6 Shall unbelief debar you from 
 The knowledge of your Saviour? 
 
 Bnlieve, and you'll be justified ! 
 Believe, and live for ever. 
 
 7 My night of sin and grief is gone, 
 My soul is fill'd with glory,— 
 
278 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Oh, for a. thousand tongues to sin<:t 
 Love's animating story. 
 
 8 I-et heaven and earth with me unite, 
 To sing and shout hosanna ; 
 
 The lord has pardon'd all my sins, 
 And fill'd my soul with manna. 
 
 9 See the crowd that's gone before, 
 In paths of self-denial : 
 
 They stand on Canaan's happy shore 
 And wait for your arrival. 
 
 lU'^Come on, ye followers of the Lainb, 
 
 Be ready for to meet them ; 
 Now let us join and persevere, 
 
 Till we arrive in heaven. 
 
 II There we'll altogether stand, 
 
 And praise our God and Father ; 
 And sing and shout on Canaan's land. 
 
 For ever and for ever. 
 
 HYMN 277. P. M. 
 
 1 IV/rY soul doth in Jesus rejoice, 
 
 iVX My heart is o'erwhelm'd with liis love; 
 VVirh pleasure I hear his sweet voice. 
 Which calls my affections above. 
 
 2 Farewell to all pleasures below, 
 WTiich nature and sense do afford ; 
 
 Their honours I'll freely forego, 
 They're nothing compar'd with my Lord. 
 
 3 All fulness in Jesus doth dwell. 
 All fulness of peace and of joy ; 
 
 His mercy redeem'd me from hell, — 
 His blood all my sins shall destroy. 
 
 4 From idols and filthiness clean, 
 Perfected in love I shall be ; 
 
 Tlien rise in his presence to reign, 
 His glorious perfections to see. 
 
ZrON SONGSTER, 279 
 
 5 Yea, Lord, tliy kind word 1 believe. 
 My soul on tliy promise 1 stay ; 
 
 Thy Spirit the witness doth give, 
 That like my dear Ix)rd I sliall be. 
 
 6 Kind J&sus, impatient I wait ; 
 Now, Lord, the full blessing impart : 
 
 In holiness make me complete, 
 TJien take me to dwell where tliou an. 
 
 HYMN 278. P. M. 
 
 1 TTARK ! the lieralds of salvation, 
 ±1 Joyful news the angels bring, 
 
 God himself in flesh hath entered, 
 Jesus is the newborn King. 
 Hail, all glory, hail, all glory. 
 Let the whole creation sing. 
 
 2 Shepherds start from midnight sluniljor . 
 See the glory shining round, 
 
 ■Gazing on the blaze they wonder. 
 Till they're prostrate on the ground 
 Hallelujah ! hallelujah ! 
 By the shepherds, doth resound. 
 
 ■3 Fear not, shepherds, saith the angel^ 
 
 Banish sorrow from your eyes ; 
 l^or in Bethlehem's coarse manger, 
 Christ, a spotless infant, lies : 
 See Jehovah! see Jehovah ! 
 Veil'd in clay below the skies. 
 
 4 Haste away, ye eastern sages, 
 See, the star proclaims your God; 
 
 Fear not Herod, tho' he rages. 
 Sending peals of death abroad : 
 Rachel mourning, Rachel mourning} 
 For her children he destroyed. 
 
 5 Sinners roar, each saint rejoices^ 
 &.1 the great Redeenaer's birth. , 
 
280 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Augeis join their cheerful voices, 
 '•"Good will to men, peace on earth :" 
 
 Hallelujah : halleiuja»i ! 
 Glory in the Saviour's birth. 
 
 ■J Let all people have salvation, 
 Saith the heralds from above ; 
 
 Sound his name through every nation, 
 Teach the world redeeming love ; 
 Go, ye heralds ! Go, ye heralds ! 
 Spread his name where'er ye rove. 
 
 7 Jesus, spread thy gospel glory. 
 Save poor dying souls from hell ; 
 
 Let all nations bow before thee. 
 Love thy name, and with thee dwell : 
 
 Haste ye heralds ! haste ye heralds ! 
 Dear Redeemer's name to tell. 
 
 HYMN 279. P. M. 
 
 ! T O! he Cometh! countless trumpets 
 xJ Blow, to raise the sleeping dead; 
 
 ".Midst ten thousand saints and angels 
 See their great exalted Head. 
 
 Hallelujah, 
 Welcome, welcome, Son of God. 
 
 2 Now his merit, by the harpers. 
 Through th' eternal def^p resounds ; 
 
 Now resplendent shine his nail prims, 
 Every eye shall see his wounds : 
 
 They who pierced him 
 Shall at his appearance wail. 
 
 3 Full of joyful expectation, 
 Saints behold the Judge appear : 
 
 Truth and justice go before him, 
 Now the joyful sentence hear. 
 
 Hallelujah, 
 Welcome, welcome. Judge divine 
 
 4 "Come, ye blessed of my Father, 
 Enter into life and joy ; 
 
Z[ON SONGSTER. 281 
 
 Banish all your fears and sorrows, 
 Endless praise be your employ." 
 Hallelujah, 
 Welcome, welcome to the skies. 
 
 5 Now at once they rise to glory, 
 Jesus brin^ them to the King ; 
 There, with all the hosts of heaven, 
 They eternal anthems sing. 
 Hallelujah, 
 Boundless glory to the Lamb. 
 
 HYMN 2S0. P. M. 
 
 1 T> ISE, my soul, and stretch thy wiuga, 
 XV Thy better portion trace ; 
 
 Rise from transitory things, 
 Towards heaven, thy native place. 
 
 Sun and moon, and stars decay. 
 Time shall soon this earth remove ; 
 
 Rise, my soul, and haste away, 
 To seats prepared above. 
 
 2 Rivers to the ocean run, 
 Nor stay in all their course , 
 
 Fire ascending, seeks the sun. 
 Both speed them to their source. 
 
 Thus a soul that's born of God, 
 Pants to view his glorious face ; 
 
 Upward tends to his abode, 
 To rest in his embrace. 
 
 3 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn, 
 Press pnward to the prize ; 
 
 ,Soon the Saviour will return, 
 
 Triumphant in the skies. 
 Vet a season, and you know, 
 
 Happy entrance will be given ; 
 All your sorrows left below. 
 
 And earth exchanged for heaven. 
 
282 ZION SONGSTER 
 
 HYMN 2S1. P. M. 
 
 1 "\T7HAT wondrous love is this, O uiy soul 
 
 VV O my soul I 
 VVliat woncirous love is this, O my soul ! 
 What wondrous love is this, thai caus'd the Lord 
 
 ol bhss, 
 To send this precious peace to my soul, to my so j1. 
 To send this precious peace to my soul. 
 
 2 When I was sinking down, «fec. 
 When I was sinking down, &c. 
 
 When I was sinking down, beneath God's right 
 
 eous frown, 
 Christ laid aside his crown, for my soul, for my 
 
 soul, 
 Christ laid aside his cro\''n, for my soul ! 
 
 3 Ye friends of Zion's King, join his praise, «fec. 
 Ye friends of Zion's King, &c. 
 
 Ve friends of Zion's King, with hearts andvoii-es 
 
 sing. 
 And strike each tuneful string in his praise, A:c. 
 And strike each tuneful string in his praise. 
 
 4 To God and to the Lamb, I will sing, &c. 
 To God and to the Lamb I will sing. 
 
 To God and to the Lamb, who is the great 1 AM ! 
 While millions join the theme, I will sing, &c. 
 While millions join the theme, I will sing. 
 
 5 And when from death I'm free, I'll sing on. &c 
 And when from death I'm free, I'll sing on. 
 
 And when from death I'm free, I'll nii.g and 
 
 joyful be ; 
 And through eternity I'll sing on, &c. 
 And through eternity I'll sing on. 
 
 HYMN 282. P. M. 
 
 I TTARK ! the song of jubilee, 
 STL Loud as mighty thunders roar, 
 
 Or the fulness of the sea, 
 When it breaks upon the shore : 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 283 
 
 Hallelujah ! for the Lord 
 
 God omnipotent shall reign ; 
 Hallelujah ! let the word 
 
 Echo round the earth and main. 
 
 2 Hallelujah ! hark ! the sound, 
 From the centre to the skies, 
 
 Wake above, beneath, around, 
 
 All creation's harmonies : 
 See Jehovah's banners furl'd ; 
 
 Sheatlied his sword : — he speaks ; 'tis done : 
 And the kingdoms of this world 
 
 Are the kingdoms of his Son. 
 
 3 He shall reign from pole to pole 
 With iniuritable sway ; 
 
 He shall reign, when like a scroll 
 Yonder heavens have pass'd away : 
 
 Then the end ; beneath his rod 
 Man's last enemy shall fall ; 
 
 Halleluj;ih ! Christ in God, 
 God in Christ is all in all. 
 
 HYMN 283. P. M. 
 
 1 OAVIOUR when in dust, to thee 
 O Low we bow th' adoring knee , 
 
 When, repentant, to the skies 
 Scarce we lift our streaming eyes ; 
 O, by all thy pains and wo, 
 Suffer'd once for man below. 
 Bending from thy throne on high, 
 Hear our penitential cry. 
 
 2 By thy birth and early years, 
 By thy human griefs and fear.s, 
 By thy fasting and distress 
 
 In the lonely wilderness : 
 By thy vict'ry in the hour 
 Of the subtle tempter's pow'r; 
 Jesus, look with pitying eye ; 
 Hear our penitential cry. 
 
284 ZrON SONGSTER. 
 
 3 By thine hour of dark despair, 
 By thine agony of prayer, 
 
 By the purple robe of scorn, 
 
 By thy wounds — tliy crown of thorns, 
 
 By thy Cross — thy pangs eind cries 
 
 By thy perfect sacrifice ; 
 
 Jesus, look with pitying eye ; 
 
 Hear our penitential cry. 
 
 4 By the deep expiring groan, 
 By the seal'd sepulchral stone, 
 By thy triumph o'er the grave, 
 By thy pow'r from death to save ; 
 Mighty God, ascended Lord, 
 
 To thy throne in heav'n restor'd, 
 Prince and Saviour hear our cry, 
 Hear ! O hear, or else we die. 
 
 HYMN 284. L. M. 
 
 I /~\n, thou, by long experience tried, 
 
 \_/ Near whom no grief can long abide 
 My love ! how full of sweet content 
 
 1 pass my years of banishment ! 
 
 2 All scenes alike engaging prove, 
 To souls impress'd with sacred love ; 
 Where'er they dwell, they dwell in thee ; 
 In heaven, in earth, or on the sea. 
 
 3 To me remains nor place nor time, 
 My country is in every clime ; 
 
 I can be calm, and free from care, 
 On any shore, since God is there. 
 
 4 While place we seek, or place we shun, 
 The soul finds happiness in none ; 
 
 But with a God to guide our way, 
 'Tis equal joy to go or stay. 
 
 5 Could I be cast where thou art not, 
 That were indeed a dreadful lot ; 
 But regions not remote I call. 
 Secure of finding God in all. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 285 
 
 6 I hold by notliing here below ; 
 Appoint my journey and I go ; 
 
 Though pierc'd by scorn, oppress'd by priile, 
 I feel thee good — feel nought beside. 
 
 7 No frowns of men can hurtful prove 
 To souls on fire with heavenly love ; 
 Though men and devils both cojitemn, 
 No gloomy days arise from them. 
 
 8 Ah then ! to his embrace rcpa;r ; 
 My soul, thou art no stranger there ; 
 There love divine shall be thy guard, 
 And peace and safety ihy reward. 
 
 HYMN 285. C. M. 
 
 1 "T LOVE the Lord," is still the strain 
 
 X My heart delights to sing ; 
 Though oft my heart suggests agaia, 
 "Perhaps 'tis no such thing." 
 
 2 Before the power of love divine 
 Creation fades away ; 
 
 Till only God is seen to shine 
 In all that we survey. 
 
 3 Nor exile I, nor prison fear ; 
 Love makes my courage great ; 
 
 I find a Saviour every where, 
 His grace in every state. 
 
 4 Nor castle walls, nor dungeons i1<jep 
 Exclude his quick'ning b«ams ; 
 
 There I can sit, and sing, and weep, 
 And dwell on heavenly themes. 
 
 5 A Saviour kindles all my joys, 
 And sweetens all my pain.s ; 
 
 Ills strength in my defence employa, 
 Consoles me, and sustains. 
 
286 ZION SOAGSTER. 
 
 C I fear no ill, resent no wron;^, 
 
 Nor feel a passion move 
 When malice whets her sland'rous tongue; 
 
 Such patience is in love. 
 
 HYMN 286. C. M. 
 
 1 /~^ OD and his law are my delight, 
 vX My glory a?id my sdng ; 
 
 My sure support by day and nigl>t. 
 The pleasure cf my tongue. 
 
 2 When darkness overspreads my mind, 
 Hiswoi'd supports me still, 
 
 I'm there conviuc'd that God is kind. 
 Though I no comfort feel. 
 
 3 Are my afflictions sharp and long 1 
 Does pain extreme ensue 7 
 
 God's word I trust, his arm is strong, 
 His wisdom bears me through. 
 
 4 Glory to thee, tuou God of love, 
 For favours so divine ; 
 
 Who taught my heart to soar above, 
 And made tliose blessings mine. 
 
 5 Had not thy word been my relief. 
 Had not thy truth sustaiu'd, 
 
 I must have perish'd in my grief. 
 No other help remain'd. 
 
 HYMN 2S7. S. M 
 
 1 npiIE Lord my shepheril is, 
 
 JL I shall be well supplied ; 
 Since he is mine, and I am his, 
 What can I want beside ] 
 
 2 lie leads me to tl/e place 
 W'here heavenly pasture grows, 
 
 Where living waters gently pass, 
 And full salvation Hows. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 287 
 
 3 While lie affords his aid, 
 I'm free I'roiii every fear; 
 
 Tho' I sliouid walk tlirough dcatli's dark shade, 
 My Shepherd's with me there. 
 
 4 III spite of all my foes. 
 Thou dost my table sp'read ; 
 
 My cup with blessings overllows, 
 Arid joy exalts my head. 
 
 5 The bounties of thy love, 
 Sliall crown n)y following days : 
 
 Nor from thy house will I remove, 
 Nor cease to bpeak thy praise. 
 
 HYMN 288. L. M. 
 
 1 /CHILDREN of God, ren-ounce your feara 
 Kj Lo ! Jesus for your help appears, 
 
 A.nd loudly speaks as he draws nigh, 
 
 "i!e not afraid, for it is I." , 
 
 2 When in the awful tempest tost, 
 You feel your strength and courage lost, 
 And mighty waves roll o'er your head, 
 Vour Lord is near, Oe not afraid. 
 
 3 When mournful tidings come from far, 
 Or nations raise tumultuous war, 
 
 And wide their devastations spread, 
 Vet he is near, be not afraid. 
 
 4 The famine, pestilence, and sword, 
 Are all obedient to his word ; 
 
 He, riding on the stormy sky. 
 Says, " Fear ye not, for it is /." 
 
 5 Wlien earthly joys are fiom you lorn, 
 Or when witli heartfelt grief you mourn, 
 To see your dear relations dead ; 
 
 Vet Jesus lives, be not afraid. 
 
 6 When fierce disease attacks your frume^ 
 Vour Saviour's love is still the same ; 
 
288 ZION SONGSTEJl. 
 
 la death's dark shade you need not fe^r, 
 For Jesus will be with you there. 
 
 7 When stars are from their orbits Imrri, 
 And flames consume the guilty world, 
 Even then your judge will smiling cry, 
 "Be not afraid, for it is 1." 
 
 HYMN 289. L. M. 
 
 1 TN what confusion earth appears ! 
 
 X God's dearest children Imth'd in toars; 
 While they who heave« itself deri'le. 
 Riot in luxury and pride. 
 
 2 But patient let my soul attend, 
 And, ere I censure, view tlte end ; 
 That end, how different! who can tell 
 The wide extremes of heaven and hi^ll T 
 
 3 See the red flames around him twiiio, 
 Wlio did in gold and purple shine ! 
 Nor can his tongue one drop o})tain 
 
 T' allay the scorching of his pain. 
 
 4 While i-ound the saints, so poor below, 
 Full rivers of salvation flow: 
 
 On Abra'm's breast he leans his hcatl, 
 And banquets on celestial bread. 
 
 5 Jesus, my Savwur, let me share 
 The meanest of thy servant's fare ; 
 May I at last approach to taste 
 The blessings of thy marriage feast. 
 
 HYMN 290. L. M. 
 
 1 T^ITE billows swell, the winds are !ii::li, 
 
 JL Clouds overcast my wintry skv : 
 Out of the depths to thee I call, 
 My fears are great, my strength is sanail. 
 
 2 Oil Lord, the pilot's part perform, 
 
 And guide Etnd guard me through the sioriirt 
 
ZION SONGSTER 289 
 
 Defend me through each threat'ning ill, 
 Control the wavea, say " P^ace. be still." 
 
 3 Amidst the roaring of the sea, 
 
 My soul still hangs her hopt? on thee; 
 Thy constant Icvc; thy faithf-il care, 
 Is all that saves me from despair. 
 
 4 Dangers of every shape and name 
 Attend the followers of the Lamb, 
 Who leave the world's deceitful shoi'e, 
 And leave it to return no more. 
 
 5 Though tempest-toss'd, and lialf a wreck. 
 My Saviour through the Hoods 1 seek; 
 
 Let neither winds nor stormy main 
 Force back my shatter'd bark again. 
 
 HYMN 291. P. M. 
 
 1 npiIEY who trust in Christ the Saviour 
 X Never shall confounded be : 
 
 Through his merits all find favour 
 
 Who to God for mercy flee. 
 Though by guilt and sin depraved, 
 
 Though by grief and fear oppress'd : 
 Call upon him, and be saved, 
 
 lie will give eternal rest. 
 
 2 He binds up the broken hearted, 
 He proclaims the pris'ner free ; 
 
 None shall ever be deserted 
 
 Who to him for refuse flee. 
 Cast on him thy every oui^den, 
 
 He thy spirit will sustain ; 
 He hath promis'd peace and pardon, 
 
 None shall seek his face in vain. 
 
 3 W^hen with torrents of temptatiiw 
 Satan shall thy soul assail. 
 
 Then the standard of salvation 
 Shall against the foe prevail. 
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290 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 lie will give both grace and glory, 
 No good thing will he deny ; 
 
 lie a table spreads before thee, 
 And shall all thy wants supply. 
 
 HYMN 292. C. M. 
 
 1 "f ESUS, I love thy charming name, 
 *) 'Tis musick to my car ; 
 
 Fiiin would I sound it out so loud, 
 That earth and heaven might hear. 
 
 2 Ves, thou art precious to my soul, 
 My transport and my trust ; 
 
 Jewels to thee are gaudy toys. 
 And gold is sordid dust. 
 
 3 All my capacious pow'rs can wish, 
 In thee doth richly meet; 
 
 Nor to my eyes is light so dear, 
 Nor friendship half so sweet. 
 
 4 Thy grace shall dweH upon my heart 
 And shed its frafgrance there : 
 
 The noblest balm of all his wounds, 
 
 The cordial of its care. 
 B ril speak the honours of thy name. 
 
 With my last lab ring breath ; 
 And dying, clasp thee in my arms. 
 
 The antidote of death. 
 
 HYMN 293. S. M. 
 
 1 rpO keep the lamp alive, 
 
 ± With oil we fill the bowl ; 
 'Tis water makes the willow thrive, 
 Anrl grace that feeds the soul. 
 
 2 The Lord's unsparing hand 
 Supplies the living stream ; 
 
 It is not at our own command; 
 Uui atill derived from hira. ' 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 29i 
 
 S Beware of Peter's word, 
 
 Nor confidently say, 
 *' I never will deny thee, Lord,'' 
 But grant I never may.' 
 
 4 Man's wisdom is to seek 
 Ills strcn^,h in God alone ; 
 
 And e'en an an^el would be weak, 
 Who trusted in his own. 
 
 5 lletreat beneath his wings, 
 And in his grace confide ; 
 
 This more exalts the King of kings 
 Than all your works beside. 
 
 6 In Jesus is our store ; 
 Grace issues from his throne; 
 
 Whoever says, ' I want no more," 
 Confesseshe has none, 
 
 HYMN 294. C. M. 
 
 1 (pVFT as the leper's case 1 read, 
 V/ My own describ'd I feel ; 
 
 Sin is a leprosy indeed, 
 Which none but Christ can heal. 
 
 2 Awhile I would have pass'd for weil, 
 And strove my spots to hide ; 
 
 Till it broke out incurable, 
 Too plain to be denied. 
 
 3 Then from the saints I sought to lle« 
 And dreaded to be seen ; 
 
 I thought they all would point at me, 
 And cry, " Unclean, unclean !" 
 
 4 What anguish did my soul endure, 
 Till hope and patience ceas'd 1 
 
 The more I strove myself to euro, 
 
 The more the plague increas'd 
 6 While thus I lay distress'd. 
 
 I saw the Saviour passing oy 
 
292 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 To him, though fill'il with shame and awe 
 I raised my mournful cry. ' 
 
 6 Lord, thou canst heal me if thou wilt, 
 For thou canst all things do : 
 
 Oh cleanse my leprous soul from guilt. 
 My filthy lieart renew ! 
 
 7 He heard, and with a gracious look, 
 Pronounc'd the healing word ; 
 
 "I will, be clean,'' and while he spoke, * 
 I felt my health restored. 
 
 8 Come lepers, seize the present hour, 
 The Saviour's grace to prove ; 
 
 lie can relieve, for he is power, 
 He will, for he is love. 
 
 H^MN 295. P. M. 
 
 1 T7R-0M the regions of love, 
 JO Lo ! an angel descended 
 
 And told the strange news 
 How the babe was attended; 
 
 Go, shepherds, and \isit 
 This wonderful stranger. 
 
 See yonder bright star — 
 There's your Lord in the manger 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Hallelujah to the Lamb, 
 
 Who has purchas'd our parcUtik 
 We'll praise him again 
 When we pass over Jordan, 
 
 2 Glad tidings I bring 
 
 To you and each nation ; 
 Glad tidings of joy, 
 
 Now behold your salvation: 
 Wlien sudden a multitude 
 
 Raise their glad voices, 
 And shout the Redeemer 
 
 While heaven rejoices 
 
ZIOX SONGSTER. 29'J 
 
 3 Now glory to God 
 
 In the highest is given, 
 Now gioi'v to God 
 
 Is re-echo'd through tieaven. 
 Around the whole earth 
 
 Let us tell the glad story, 
 And sing of his love,. 
 
 His salvation and gJory. 
 
 i Enraptured I burn 
 
 With delight and desire, 
 A love so divine 
 
 Sets my soul all en fire ! 
 Around the bright tiirone 
 
 Now hosannas are ringing, 
 Oh, v/hen shall I joui them, 
 
 And be ever singing ! 
 b Triumphantly ride 
 
 In thy chariot victorious, 
 And conquer with love, 
 
 Oh. Jesus, all glorious! 
 Thy banner unfurl, 
 
 Bid the nations surrender, 
 And own thee their Saviour, 
 
 Their King and defender. 
 
 HYMN 296. L. M. 
 
 1 "^TT'IIEN marshall'd on the i ightly plaizi. 
 
 V V The glitt'ring host bestud the sky ; 
 One star alone, of all the train. 
 Can fix the sinner's wand'ring eye. 
 
 2 Ilark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks 
 From every host, from every gem ; 
 
 But one alone ihe Saviour speaks, 
 It is the Star of Betldehem. 
 
 3 Once on the raging seas I rode, 
 
 The storm was loud — the night was dark, 
 The ocean yawn'd — and rudely blow'd 
 The wind that toss'd my found' ring bark 
 
294 ZiaN SONGSTEK. 
 
 i Deep liorrour then my vitals froxe, 
 Death-struck, I ceased the tide to stem ;. 
 
 When suddenly a star arose, 
 It was the Star of Bethlehem. 
 
 5 It was my guide, my light, my all, 
 
 It bade my dark forebodings cease ; 
 And through the storm and danger's ihralS^ 
 It led me to the port of peace. 
 
 6 Now safely moor'd — my peril o'er, 
 I'll sing, first in night's diadem. 
 
 For ever and for evermore, 
 The Star !— the Star of Betldehem ! 
 
 HYMN 297. P. M. 
 
 1 "f TTIIO is this that comes from Eilum t 
 
 VV All his raiment's stain'd with bkuxl 
 To the slave proclaiming freedom ; 
 
 Bringing and bestowing good — 
 Glorious in the garb he wears ; 
 Glorious in the spoils he bears 7 
 
 2 'Tis the Saviour, now victorious, 
 Trav'Uing onward in his might ; 
 
 Tis the Saviour, oh how glorious 
 
 To his people is the sight ! 
 Jesus now is strong to save ; 
 Mighty to redeem the slave. 
 
 3 Why that blood his raiment staining 
 'Tis the blood of many slain : 
 
 Of his foes there's none remaining : 
 
 None the contest to maintaia 
 Fall'n they are no more to rise ; 
 All their glory prostrate lies. 
 
 4 Mighty victor, reign for ever : 
 Wear the crown so dearly won • 
 
 Never shall thy people, never 
 
 Cease to sing what thou hast done 1 
 Thou hast fought thy people's foes ; 
 Thou liast heal'd thy people's woes. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 29.> 
 
 HYMN 298. P. M. 
 
 1 TT^ROM gloomy dejection my thoughts niotmi 
 Jb the sky, 
 
 And realms ever peaceful, transported descry ; 
 There joys ever blooming, enrapture the soul, 
 And rivers of pleasure incessantly roll. 
 
 2 Thc-re sorrow nor sighing can never infest, 
 Nor Sateui harass, nor the wicked molest ; 
 But where rest perpetual the weary obtain, 
 Tlieir harvest of joy and their infinite gain. 
 
 3 Ere long when those shadows shall all be witli- 
 
 drawn, 
 Extinguish'd before the glad light of the dawn ; 
 Which rises to scatter the mourner's sad gloom. 
 And bury for ever their woes in t!ie tomb. 
 
 4 I too shall inherit the heavenly prize, 
 
 To scenes of bright glory my soul shall arise, 
 With rapture inetfable join the glad throng, 
 And, fiil'd with new wonder, unite in the song. 
 
 5 If such be my portion, why should I complain 1 
 Why cherish despondence, why sadness retain ? 
 Is sorrow then meet for an heir of the skies. 
 Who shortly to blessings unbounded shall risel 
 
 6 No longer I'll murmur, no longer repine. 
 
 But joy 'midst those troubles, since heaven ia 
 
 mine ; 
 Then deep in oblivion be sunk every fear, 
 Be erased from my bosom each trace of des[iair 
 
 7 How glorious the scheme that grace dol^ 
 
 enhance. 
 Our hopes to enhven, our bliss to advance ! 
 It fiUs me with transport, my joys overflow, 
 Too big for expression, ecstatick they grow. 
 
 8 Oh aid me, ye angels, its wonders to tell, 
 Encompass the theme, in full sympathy dwell; 
 But still it enlarges — 'lo angel can scan, 
 
 The scheme of Redemption, the wonderful plaa 
 
296 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 HYMN 299. C. M. 
 
 1 f^p forth into the wildrmess, 
 
 \ Jf'.And preach the word to all ; 
 Go teli iLein of their wretchedness, 
 Sustained by the fall. 
 
 2 Go fill the world with solemn awe, 
 For me who form'd the skies ; 
 
 And tell them how they've broke my law, 
 Which makes mine anger rise. 
 
 3 Forsake your friends, and brethren toOi 
 And lean upon my word, 
 
 I then will bear vou conqu'ror throujik. 
 And take you home to God. 
 
 i Farewell to all my prospects here, 
 
 My Saviour doth command ; 
 He I'jids me preach, and not to fear 
 
 The devil's mighty hand. 
 
 5 The sword is put into my hand. 
 
 The shoes are on my feet; 
 I now am bound for Canaan's land, 
 
 And never will retreat. 
 
 3 Go on, ye aged souls, go on 
 
 The good old way above, 
 Oh tliat the Lord would now come down 
 
 And fill us with his love. 
 
 7 My younger friends, 1 speak to you, 
 Now here's my heart and hand : 
 
 The good old way let us pursue, 
 And keep oar Lord's command. 
 
 HYMN 300. P. M. 
 
 1 A LMIGIITY love i:«.spire, 
 jljL Sly soul with sacred fire, 
 
 And animate desire. 
 My soul to renew • 
 
ZION SONGSTER. *^9? 
 
 1 love my blessed JeKu.s, 
 On whotn each angel gazes, 
 And symphony increases, 
 
 Above the ethereal blue. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 And O give him glonj, 
 And O give him glory, 
 And O gizs hi7n glory, 
 
 For glory is his oicn ; 
 Yes, you may give hiin glory. 
 And I XDiLl give him glory, 
 We'll shout and give him glory, 
 
 When ice arrive at home. 
 
 2 My tender-hearted Jesus. 
 Thy love my soul amazes, 
 Thou diedst for to save us, 
 
 When lost and undone. 
 No seraph could redeem uy, 
 No angel could retrieve us, 
 No arm could relieve us, 
 
 But Jesus alone. 
 
 3 In hun I have believed. 
 He has my soul retrieved, 
 From sin he has redeemed. 
 
 My soul which was dead ; ' 
 And now I love my Saviour, 
 For I am in his favour, 
 And hope with him for ever, 
 
 The golden streets to tread. 
 
 4 Yet here awhile I stay, 
 In hopes of that glad day. 
 When I am called away, 
 
 To the mansions above ; 
 Tliere to enjoy the treasure, 
 . Of unconsuming pleasure, 
 And shout in highest measure, 
 Hallelujahs of love. 
 38 
 
Z9S ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 5 In hopes of seeing Jesus, 
 When all my conflicts ceases, 
 To him my love increases, 
 
 To worship and adore : 
 Come, then, my blessed Savioiu 
 Vouchsafe to me thy favour, 
 To dwell with thes for ever, 
 
 When time shall be no moif . 
 
 6 Then in the blooming garden 
 Of Eden, gain'd by partlon, 
 Upon the Banks of Jordan, 
 
 W>.'11 worship the Lamb : 
 We'll sing the song of Moses, 
 While Jesus sweet composes 
 A song that never closes. 
 
 Of praises to his name. 
 
 7 See yonder is the glory, 
 It lies out just before me. 
 And there we'll tell the story, 
 
 Of all-redeeming love ; 
 And there we shall for ever, 
 Drink of the flowing river, 
 And ever, ever, ever, 
 
 Surround the throne of love. 
 
 HYMN 301. P. M. 
 
 J '"pHE morning sun rose bright and clear 
 
 JL Gn Abraham's tent it gaily shone ; 
 And all vas bright and cheerful there. 
 
 All save the patriarch's heart alone. 
 While God's command arose to mind 
 
 It forc'd into his eye a tear. 
 Although his soul was all resign'd, 
 
 Yet nature fondly linger'd there 
 
 2 The simple morning feast was spread, 
 And Sarah at the banquet smil'd, 
 
 Joy o'er her face its lustre spread, 
 For ncp.r her sat her only chili 
 
ZIO« SONGSTER 299 
 
 The charms that pleas'd a monarch's eye. 
 
 Upon her cheek had left their trace, 
 His highly augur'il destiny, 
 
 Was wiitten on his heavenly face. 
 
 3 Tlie groaninjj father turn'd away, 
 And walk'd the inner tent apart, 
 
 He felt his fortitude decay. 
 
 While nature whisper'd in his heart : 
 Oh ! must tliis son, to whom was giv'ii, 
 
 Tlie promise of a blessed land. 
 Heir to the choicest gifts of Heaven, 
 
 Be slain by a fond father's hand ? 
 
 4 This son, for whom my eldest burn, 
 Was sent an outcast from his liome : 
 
 And in some wilderness forlorn, 
 
 A savage exile doom'd to roam ! 
 But shall a feeble worm rebel. 
 
 And murmur at a father's rod 1 
 Shall he be backward to fulfil 
 
 The knowTi and certain will of Cod 1 
 
 5 Arise, my son, the cruet fill, 
 
 And store the scrip with due supplies. 
 For we must seek Moriah's hill, 
 
 And offer there a sacrifice. 
 The mother rais'd a speaking eye, 
 
 And all a mother's soul was there. 
 She fear'd the desert drear and dry, 
 
 She fear'd the savage lurking there. 
 £ Abrah'm beheld and made reply, 
 
 On kim from whom our blessings flow 
 JNIy Sister, (we by faith rely :) 
 
 ''Tis God's command and we nuist. go. 
 The duteous son in haste obey'd, 
 
 The scrip was fill'd, the mules prepar'd 
 And with the third day's twilight shade, 
 
 Moriah's lofty hill appear'd. 
 •7 The menials they at distance wait. 
 
 Alone ascena fne son anti sire. 
 
300 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 Tlie wood on Israel's shoulder laid, 
 Tte wood to build his funeral pyre. 
 
 No passions sway'd the father's mind, 
 He felt a cakn, a death-like chill, 
 
 Ills soul was chaste and all resign'd, 
 Bovv'd meekly, tho' he shudder'd still. 
 
 8 While on the mountain's brow they stood, 
 With smiling wonder Isaac cries, 
 
 My father, lo ! the fire and wood. 
 But Where's the lamb for sacrifice? 
 
 The Holy Spirit stay'd his mind, 
 While Abraham answerd low and talui, 
 
 With steady voice, and look resign'd, 
 God will himself pro\ade the lamb. 
 
 9 -Uut lo ! the father bound his son, 
 And laid him on the funeral pile, 
 
 And then stretch'd forth his trembling hand. 
 
 And took the knife to slay his child. 
 Wliile Abrah'm rais'd the blade full high: 
 
 To execute his God's command, 
 An angel's voice, as from the sky, 
 
 Cry'd, Abraham, spare thine only son ! 
 
 10 But let no pen profane like mine. 
 On holiest themes too rashly dare, 
 
 Turn to the Book of books divine. 
 And read the precious promise there. 
 
 Ages on ages roll'd away, 
 At length the hour appointed camo. 
 
 When oh the mountain Calvary, 
 God did himself provide the Lamb. 
 
 HYMN 302. P. M. ' 
 
 I TESIJS to every willing mind, 
 *3 Opens a heavenly treasure ; 
 
 In him the sons of sorrow find 
 Sources of real pleasure ; 
 
 Pee what eniploymcnts men pursue; 
 
 Then you will own my word's 2 re true, 
 
ZION SONGSTER ^0) 
 
 Jesus alone unfolds to view 
 Sources of real pleasure. 
 
 2 Poor are the joys that fools esteem, 
 Fading and transitory ; 
 
 Mirch is as fleeting as a dream, 
 
 Or a delusive story : 
 Luxury leaves a sting behind, 
 Wounding the body and the mind; 
 Only in Jesus car^ we find 
 
 Pleasure and solid glory. 
 
 3 Learning, that boasting, glittering thing 
 Scarcely is worth possessing : 
 
 Riches for ever on the wing, 
 Scarce can be call'd a blessing: 
 
 Fame like a shadow flies away, 
 
 Titles and dignities decay. 
 
 Nought but religion can display 
 Joys that are freed from trouble. 
 
 4 Beauty, with all its gaudy show. 
 Is bat a painted bubble ; 
 
 Short are the triumphs wit bestow, 
 
 Full of deceit and trouble; 
 Sensual pleasures swells desire, 
 Just as the fuel feeds the fire, 
 Rehgion can real bliss inspire, 
 
 Blisa that is worth possessing. 
 
 HYMN 303. P. M. 
 
 DON'T you see my Jesus coming? % 
 Don't you see him in yonder cloud 1 
 vith ten thousand angels round him. 
 See how they do my Jesus crowd? 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Well-beloved, blessed Saviour, 
 Well-beloved Priest and King ' 
 
 All glory to the Lamb that was slain. 
 Fur lis he did 'aivation bring. 
 
302 ZIOxV SONGSTER. 
 
 2 Don't you see his arms extended? 
 Don't you hear his charming voice? 
 
 Each loving heart beats high for glory— 
 Oh ! my Jesus is my choice. 
 
 3 Don't you see the saints ascending t 
 Hear them shouting thro' the air? 
 
 Jesus smihng, trumpets sounding, 
 Now his glory they shall share. 
 
 4 Don't you see the heavens open? 
 And the saints in glory there : 
 
 Shouts of triumph bursting round you; 
 Glory, glory, glory, here ! 
 
 5 Come, backsliders, tho' you've pierc d hm 
 And have caus'd his church to mourn ; 
 
 Yet you may regain free pardon, 
 
 If you will to him return. 
 t) Now behold each loving spirit, 
 
 Shout the praise of his dear name, 
 View the smiles of their dear Jesus, 
 
 While his presence feeds the flame. 
 7 There we'll range the fields of pleasure 
 
 By our dear Redeemer's s'ide : 
 Shouting glory, glory, glory, 
 
 Wliile eternafages glide. 
 
 HYMN 304. L. M. 
 
 1 "DEHOLD the Saviour of mankind 
 X) Nail'd to tlic shameful tree ; 
 
 How vast the love that him inchn'd 
 To bleed and die for me ! 
 
 # CHORUS. 
 
 O the Lamb, the loving Lamb, 
 
 The Lamb on Calvary, 
 The Lamb that teas slain, 
 
 Bui lives again to intercede for me. 
 
 2 Hark, how he groans ! when nature eliake*. 
 And earth's strong pillars bend ! 
 
 Tiie temple's veil in sunder breaks. 
 Tlio solid marbles rend. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 303 
 
 3 Tis done i the precious ransom's paid, 
 ■' Receive my soul !" he cries ; 
 
 See where he bows his sacred head! 
 He bows his head and dies ! 
 
 4 But soon he'll break death's envious chains, 
 And In full glory shine ; 
 
 Lamb of God was ever pain, 
 Was ever love hke thine ! 
 
 HYMN 305. P. M. 
 
 1 T WOULD not live alway : I ask not to stay 
 
 J. Where storm after storm rises dark o'er 
 the way : 
 The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here, 
 Are enougli for life's woes, full enough for its 
 cheer. 
 
 2 1 would not live alway, thus fettered by sin. 
 Temptation without, and corruption within ; 
 E'en the rapture of pardon is mingled with 
 
 fears, 
 ^nd the cup of thanksgiving with penitent tears. 
 
 3 I would not live alway ; no— welcome the 
 
 tomb, 
 Since Jesus hath lain there I dread not its gloom, 
 There sweet be my rest, till he bid me arise 
 To hail him in triumph descending the skies. 
 
 4 Who, who would hve alway, away from hia 
 
 God; 
 Away from yon heaven that bhssful abode. 
 Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright 
 
 plains, 
 And the noontide of glory eternally reigns. 
 
 5 Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet, 
 Their Saviour and brethren, transported to greet, 
 While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, 
 Anu th-i smile of the Lord is lite feast of the soul 
 
3UJ ZION SONGSIKJI. 
 
 HYMN 308. P. JM 
 
 1 TTTIIEN souls are first convcrtea, 
 
 V V They mount oa wings above, 
 The world thinks they're distracted 
 
 Because they're filled with love. 
 Tiiey fly from every evil, 
 
 They trust in God alone, 
 They long to get to Heaven, 
 
 Their most desired home. 
 
 2 Tlie world, the flesh and Satan 
 Beset them on each hand, 
 
 Bestrew their paths with evil. 
 
 Debar them from that land: 
 But Jesus still invites you. 
 
 Come follow, follow me, 
 And I win fight your battles 
 
 And gain your hberty. 
 
 3 O ! why are you dismayed, 
 The Saviour now inquires, 
 
 When we are getting ready, 
 
 And just are going to rise ; 
 To rise above, triumphing. 
 
 In that bright world of joy, 
 Where ail things are provided, 
 
 There's nothing to annoy. 
 
 4 In hopes of that bright morning, 
 When all the saints get home, 
 
 Wlien we arrive at heaven, 
 
 Our most desired home. 
 I'll try to live a Christian 
 
 WHiile here below I stay, 
 I'll watch and I'll be sober, 
 
 I'll watch and try to pray. 
 
 HYMN 307. P. M. 
 
 AMONG the Jewish nations one Daniel there 
 was found, 
 Whose unexampled piety asio&ish'd all around, 
 
ZIOiV SONGSTER. 305 
 
 Tliey saw liim very pious and faithful to the Lorcl, 
 Tlirce times a day he bowed to supplicate his God, 
 
 2 Among the Kin^j's high princes this Daniei was 
 
 the first, 
 The King preferr'd the spirit this Daniel did poa- 
 
 sess ; 
 His unexampled piety, su?tain'd their jealousy, 
 Tlie princes sought his ruin, — obtain'd a firm 
 
 decree. 
 
 3 Should any man or woman, a supplication bring, 
 For tliirty days ensuing, save unto thee, O King : 
 To any lord or master, or any other man, 
 
 They should without Qistii>ction, fall in the lions' 
 den. 
 
 4 But now wlien Daniel heard it, straight to his 
 
 house he went, 
 To beg his God's protection, 'twas all his whole 
 
 intent ; 
 His windows being ojien, before his God he bow'd, 
 The princes were assembled, they saw him wor 
 
 ship God. 
 
 5 Ttiey came to King Darius, and spake of his 
 
 decree, 
 Saying, that Hebrew, Daniel doth nothing care for 
 
 thee : 
 Before his God he boweth three times in every 
 
 day, 
 Willi all his windows open, and we have heard 
 
 him pray. 
 
 6 Now when Darius heard it, his soul did sore 
 
 lament, 
 Hf! set his heart on Daniel, the sentence to prevent ; 
 Tlie Princes theli assembled, and to tlie King tht;> 
 
 said, 
 Remember your great honour, likewise tJie laws 
 
 yuu made. 
 
 39 
 
306 ZION SONGSTER 
 
 7 Darius then coinnianded that Daniel should bt 
 
 brought, 
 
 And cast into the lions' den, because the Lord h< 
 sought; 
 
 The King then said to Daniel, That God whom you 
 adore, 
 
 Will save you fi'om the lions, and bless you ever- 
 more. 
 
 8 The King went to his.palace, and fasted all the 
 
 night, 
 He neither eat nor drank, nor in musick took de- 
 light, 
 So early the next morning he stole along tlie way 
 And came unto the lions' den, where this bold 
 Hebrew lay. 
 
 9 Then with a voice of mourning, to Daniel cried 
 
 aloud. 
 
 Saying, O Daniel, Daniel, thou servant of the 
 Lord; 
 
 Is not thy God sutHcient for to deliver thee ? 
 
 That God in whom thou trustest, and serves con- 
 tinually. 
 
 10 My God hath sent his angel and shut the lions' 
 
 jaws, 
 So that they have not hurt me, my enemies they 
 
 saw ; 
 Then straight the King commanded to take him 
 
 out the den, 
 Because in God lie trusted, no harm was found in 
 
 him. 
 
 1 1 See how the faithful DanieL fear'd not the face 
 
 of clay, 
 'Twas not the King's commandment that made him 
 
 cease to pray , 
 lie knew tliat God was with him, to save his soul 
 
 from death, 
 £Ic trusted in Jehovah, and prayed at evpry breath. 
 
ZION SONGSTER, 307 
 
 HYMN 308. P. M. 
 
 1 A FOUNTAIN in Jesus which runs always 
 xjL irce; 
 
 For washing and cleaning such sinners as we : 
 Our sins, though like crimson, made white as fne 
 
 wool, 
 No lack in the fountain, but always is full. 
 
 2 All things are now ready, he invites us to 
 
 come, r 
 
 The supper is made by the Father and Son; 
 
 Rich bounties, rich dainties, here we may re- 
 ceive, 
 
 A living for ever, if we will believe. 
 
 3 The guests which were bidden refused the 
 
 call. 
 For they were not ready nor willing at all, 
 To be striiip'd of their honour and part with their 
 
 store, 
 For a feast that w£.s given and made for the poor. 
 
 4 If they are not ready and wish to delay. 
 My house shall be filled, the Father doth tjay : 
 Tlie highways ana hedges, the halt and tho 
 
 blind. 
 Shall come and be welcome, the supper is mine 
 
 5 He decks us with jewels, and rings of ricb 
 
 kind, 
 A garment not woven, but richly rcfin'd; 
 Redeem'd by Jesus, made heirs with the King, 
 A plan of the Father in glory to sing. 
 
 HYMN 309. C. M, 
 
 For Lord's day Morning. 
 
 \ T ORD, in the morning thou shalt hear 
 JLj My voice ascending high ; , 
 
 To thee will I direct my prayer, 
 To thee lift up mine ey« : 
 
308 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 2 Thou art a God, before whose sigh^ 
 The vricked shall not stand ; 
 
 Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight. 
 Nor dwell at thy right hand. 
 
 8 But to thy house will I resort, 
 To taste thy mercies there ; 
 
 I will frequent thine holy court, 
 And worship in thy fear. 
 
 4 O may thy Spirit gfede my feet 
 
 In ways of righteousness ; 
 Blake every path of duty straight 
 
 And plain before my face. 
 
 HYMN 310. S. M. 
 
 Evening Hymn. 
 
 1 T^HE day is past and gone, 
 
 X The evening shades appear ; 
 O may we all remember well 
 Tlie night of death draws near. 
 
 2 We lay our garments by, 
 Upon our beds to rest : 
 
 So death will soon disrobe us all 
 Of what we here possess. 
 
 8 Lo»d, keep us safe this night, 
 
 Secure from all our fears ; 
 May angels guard us while we slee«», 
 
 Till morning light appears. 
 
 4 And when we early rise, 
 And view th' unwearied sun, 
 
 Mav we set out to win the prize, 
 And after glory nm. 
 
 5 And when our days are psst, 
 And we from time remove, 
 
 O may we in thy bosom rest, 
 The bosom of thy love. 
 
ZION SONGSTER. 309 
 
 HYMN 311. P. M. 
 
 1 TVrOW the Saviour stands a pleading, 
 1 1 At the sinner's bolted heart, 
 
 Now in heaven he's interceding, ^ 
 
 Undertaking sinners' part. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Sinners can you hate this Saviour! 
 
 ^ill you thrust him from your arm*} 
 Once he dVdJor your behaviour^ 
 
 NoiD he calls you to his arms. 
 
 2 Now he pleads his sweat and blood shed, 
 Shows his wounded hands and feet, 
 
 Father, save tliem, tho' they're blood-red. 
 Raise them to a heavenly seat. 
 
 3 fcjinners hear your God and Saviour, 
 Hear his t;racious voice to-day, 
 
 Turn from all your vain behaviour, 
 Oh repent, return, and pray. 
 
 4 Oh be wise before you languish 
 On the bed of dying strife, 
 
 Endless joy, or dreadful anguish. 
 Turn upon the events of life. 
 
 5 Now he's waiting to be gracious ; 
 Now he stands and loolis on thee ; 
 
 See what Icindness, love, and pity, 
 Shines around on you and me. 
 
 6 Open your hearts now before hiiu, 
 Bid the Saviour welcome in; 
 
 Now receive, and O adore him, 
 Talce a full discharge from sin. 
 
 7 Come, for all things now are ready, 
 Yet there's room for many more ; 
 
 O ve blind, ye lame, and needy. 
 Come to wisdom's boundless store. 
 
310 ZION SONGSTER. 
 
 HYMN 312. P. M. 
 
 1 "pRETlIREN, while we sojourn here, 
 XJ Fight we must but should not fear, 
 
 Foes we have but we've a frieml, 
 One who loves us to the end ; 
 Forward then, with courage go, 
 Long we shall not dwell below ; 
 Soon the joyful news will come, 
 Child, your Father calls — come liome. 
 
 2 In the world a thousand snares 
 Lay to take us unawares ; 
 Satan with malicious art, 
 Watches each imguarded heart; 
 But from Satan's malice free, 
 Saints shall soon victorious be ; 
 Soon the joyful news will come. 
 Child, your Father calla— come home. 
 
 3 But of all the foes we meet, 
 None so apt to turn our feet — 
 None betray us into sin, 
 
 Like the foes we have within ; 
 Yet, let nothing spoil your peace, 
 Christ will also conquer these ; 
 Then the joyful news will come, 
 Child, your Father calls — come home. 
 
 HYMN 313. L. M. 
 
 PRAISE God from whom all blessings (iow. 
 Praise him all creatiires here below. 
 Praise him above, ye hoav'nly hosi. 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost 
 
INDEX. 
 
 A. 
 
 Paob. 
 
 » .».*u, my dear brethren, adieu . . 2(1 
 
 A *• •»;itain in Jesus which runs, &c. . 307 
 
 A<5i"tions though they seein severe . 124 
 
 A. highway hath the Lord made iijnown . 35 
 
 A.il hall the power of Jesus's name . . 27G 
 
 Almiglity love inspire .... 296 
 
 Although despis'd by nven ... 13 
 
 Amazing grace ! Chow sweet the sound) . 257 
 
 Am I a soldier of the cross ... 49 
 
 Among the Jewish nations one, &c. . 3W 
 
 An alien from God and a stra^iger to grace 1S7 
 
 Approach, my soul, the mercy seat . 143 
 
 Arise my soul to Pisgah's height . . 45 
 
 Arise and shine O Zion fair . . . 169 
 
 As Jacob did in days of old ... 31 
 As near to Calvary I pass . .112 
 
 At Jacob's well a stranger sought . . '-^0(3 
 
 Awak'd t-y Sinai's awful sound . . 12*3 
 
 Awake niy soui in joyful lays . . 2C)5 
 
 Awake and sing the song ... 4S 
 
 IJ. 
 
 Begone ! unbelief, my Saviour is near . 80 
 
 Heboid, the Saviour lies ... 138 
 
 Hohuld a stranger at the door . . 2M 
 
 Before Elisiia's gate .... 210 
 
 Behold the Saviour of mankind . . 302 
 
 Believing followers of the Lamb . . 46 
 
 Beside the gospel pool .... 91 
 
 Bold soldiers all, on you 1 call . . 177 
 
 Brethren, we have met to worship . . 73 
 
 Brethren, while we sojourn hei'e . 310 
 
 Brother thou art gone before us, &c. 120 
 
 Burst, ye emerald gates, and bring . 14 
 
312 
 
 INDEX. 
 
 Call'd to a sense of duty 
 Casnp-mectings with thy presence crown 
 Camp- meetings with success are crown'd 
 Children of God, renounce your fears 
 Child of prosperity 
 Cliristian soldiers, shout with praiising 
 Cliristians don't you want a teacher l 
 Come and Uiste along with me 
 Come, poor sinners, seek salvation 
 Come, humble sinner, in whose breast 
 Came, my soul, thy suit prepare 
 Come, saints and sinners, hear me tell 
 Coine, all ye mourning pilgrims, now 
 Co ne all ye weary trav'llers 
 Coiue, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove 
 Come, O my heart, and let us take 
 Come, listening angels, attend while I sing 
 Come, brethren and sisters, &c. 
 Come and taste along with me 
 Come, friends and relations, <fec. 
 Come, all who have mercy through, &c. 
 Come, my brethren, let us try 
 Come ye that love my Lord and Master 
 Come my Christian friends and brethren 
 Come all ye Zion travellers 
 Come, brothers and siste<'s, who love, &c 
 Come my brethren dear 
 Come, all ye poor sinners, «fec. 
 Come, thou long-expected Jesus 
 Come all ye mourning pilgrims dear 
 Come, ye that love the Lord indeed 
 Courage, my soul, behold the prize 
 
 Dark and thorny is the desert 
 Daniel's wisdom may I know . . 
 Day of judgment, day of wonders 
 Dear Jesus ! here comes and knocks, &c 
 Death, he is the king of terrours 
 Destruction's dangerous road 
 
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INDEX. 
 
 313 
 
 Page. 
 
 3U1 
 83 
 
 143 
 153 
 258 
 115 
 
 Don't you see my Jesus coming 
 Drooping saints, no longer grieve 
 
 E. 
 
 Enconipass'd with clouds of distress 
 fincourag'd by thy word 
 Enlisted into the cause of sin 
 Except a man himself deny 
 
 P. 
 
 Far above yon glorious ceiling . 166 
 
 Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is, &c. 60 
 
 Farewell, my dear brethren, beloved, «5ic. 223 
 
 Farewell, my brethren, in the Lord . . 224 
 
 Farewell, dear friends, I must be gone . 221 
 
 From gloomy dejection my thoughts, &c. 295 
 
 From the regions of love . . . 292 
 
 From whence does this union arise . 24 
 
 From Greenland's icy mountains . 18 
 
 G, 
 
 Go forth into the wilderness . . . 296 
 
 Go, ye heralds of salvation ... 97 
 
 God of my life, to thee I call . . 149 
 
 God and his law are my delight . . 2Sft 
 
 Gracious Lord incline thine ear . . 135 
 
 Great Redeemer, friend of sinners . 200 
 
 Glorious things of thee are spoken . 2tiS 
 
 Glory to God that I have found, &c. . 10 
 
 Guide me, O thou great Jehovah . 79 
 
 H. 
 
 Hail, happy beUever in Jesus . 102 
 
 Hail, God the Father, glorious light . 161 
 
 Hail ! sov'reign love, that firgt began . 274 
 
 Hail the day so long expected . 17 
 
 Hail the blest morn, when the great, &c. 19 
 
 Hail to the Lord's anbitited ... 52 
 
 Happy the souls that first believed . 5 
 
 Happy souls, how fast you go . . 191 
 
 llark! the song of Jubilee • . . 282 
 40 
 
314 
 
 INDEX. 
 
 Page. 
 
 Hark! the heralds of salvation . . 279 
 
 Hark ! don't you hear tlie turtle dove . 269 
 
 Hark ! hsten to the trumpeters . . 194 
 
 Hark, my soul, it is the Lord ... 162 
 
 Hasten, O Lord, the latter day, . . 12 
 
 Hear the royal proclamation . . 87 
 
 Hear what God the Lord hath spoken . 16£ 
 
 Heralds of the King of kings . 225 
 
 Hosanna to Jesus. I'm fill'd with, &c. . 102 
 
 How happy, how joyful, how loving I fee' 22 
 
 How happy are the newborn race . 27 
 
 How happy is the pilgrim's lot . . 56 
 
 How sweet to reflect on those joys that, &c 65 
 
 How firm a foundation, ye saints, <fcc. 83 
 
 How lost was my condition . . . i27 
 
 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds . 160 
 
 How sweet, how heavenly is the sight . r79 
 
 How sweet is the cordial of love . . 180 
 
 How sad are the moments when, &c. . 1S9 
 
 How precious is the name, brethren, <S:c. 100 
 
 How painfully pleasing the fond meditation 96 
 
 Hungry, and faint, and poor ... 151 
 
 If ever pity moved thee .... h>l 
 
 If life's pleasures charm Ihee, gi-ve, &c. l^t) 
 
 I know that my Redeemer lives . . 256 
 
 I love the Lord, is still the strain . . 28.'» 
 
 I love thee, I love thee, 1 love thee my Icve 263 
 
 I love my blessed Saviour ... 78 
 
 I long to see the season come , . 1-30 
 
 I'll sing my Saviour's giace . . . 16* 
 
 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord . 89 
 
 I'm on my way to Canaan . . . 226 
 
 In all my Lord's appointed ways . . 37 
 
 In evil long I took delight ... 140 
 
 In God let all his saints rejoice . . 231 
 
 In time of tribulation .... 2)'^ 
 
 In wliat confusion earth appears . . 288 
 
 Inquire, ye pilgrims, for the way . W 
 
INDEX. 315 
 
 Page. 
 
 I would not live away ; I ask not to sray . -XXJ 
 
 J. 
 
 Jerusalem, my happy home ... 63 
 Jesus, while he dwelt below . . .92 
 
 Jesus I thou art the sinner's friend . . 152 
 
 Jesus, grant us all a blessiujj . . 222 
 
 Jesus, at thy command . . . 229 
 
 Jesus ! my pattern and my guide . . 232 
 
 Jesus! and shall it ever be . . ,267 
 
 Jesus came into the world .... 277 
 
 Jesus, I love thy charming name . . 290 
 
 Jesus to every willing mind . • 300 
 
 K. 
 
 King of Salem, bless my soul . . I3t> 
 
 L. 
 
 Let all men rejoice, by Jesus restor'd . 55 
 
 Let others, wrapt in self-conceit ... 38 
 
 Let saints on earth their anthems raise . 16 
 
 Let thy kingdom, blessed Saviour . 145 
 Let us love, and sing, and wonder . -271 
 
 Lift up your hearts, Immanuel's friends . 189 
 
 Lo ! we see the sign appearing . . 216 
 
 Lo ! he cometh ! countless trumpets . . 280 
 
 Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing . . 222 
 
 Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear . . 307 
 
 Lukewarm souls, the foe grows stronger . 51 
 
 M. 
 
 Man at his first creation, in Eden God, &c. 28 
 Mercy, oh, thou Son of David . . .150 
 
 'Mid scenes of confusion and creature, &c. 245 
 
 My brethren, from my heart belov'd . . 225 
 
 My days, my weeks, my months, my years 125 
 
 My heart and my tongue shall unite, &c. . 114 
 
 My soul doth in Jesus rejoice . . • 278 
 
 My soul is full of glory 210 
 
 N. 
 
 Nay, I cannot let thee go .... Hh 
 
 Now in a song of grateful praise . . 266 
 
316 INDEX. 
 
 Page. 
 
 Now the Savionr stands a pleading , . 309 
 
 O. 
 
 Oft as the leper's case I road . .291 
 
 O God, rnv heart with love inflame . . 237 
 
 Oh for a breeze of heavenly love . . 153 
 
 Oh! give me, Lorri, my sins to mourn . 235 
 
 Oh ! that I had some humble place . . 1% 
 
 Oh Jesus, my Saviour, to thee I submit . 260 
 
 Oh how I have long'd for the coming of God 259 
 
 Oh thou, by long experience tried . . 284 
 
 Oh Jesus, the donor of all we enjoy 219 
 
 Oh who will come and go with me . 271 
 
 O Jesus, my Saviour, I know thou an mhie 2G1 
 
 O may I worthy prove to see . . 244 
 
 O my Lord I i've often mused . . 253 
 
 One night as I lay musing .... 216 
 
 O that my load of sin were gone . . . 100 
 
 O thou in whose presence my soul, &c . 95 
 Our souls by love together knit . . .201 
 
 O where are the men with virtue endow'd 51 
 
 O when shall I see Jesus . . . • 109 
 
 O Zion, afflicted with wave upon wave 239 
 
 P. 
 
 People of the living God .... 178 
 
 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire . . 236 
 
 Prepare a tjiankful song . . . 156 
 
 Prest my soul with future prospect . . 207 
 
 R. 
 
 Rejoice; my friends, the I^rd is King . 241 
 
 Rise, Zion, shine, thy light is come . . 65 
 
 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings . . 281 
 
 S. 
 
 Salvation to Jesus, he's Zion's bright King . 262 
 
 Saviour, I do feel thy merit .... 116 
 
 Saviour, visit thy plantation .... 147 
 
 Saviour, when in dust, to thee . . . 233 
 
 Saw ye iny Saviour ! saw ye my Savioar . 141 
 
 See how the scriptures are fulfilling . . 129 
 
 See the eternal Judge descending . . 212 
 
INDEX. 31''' 
 Page. 
 
 Sinner, hear the Saviour's call . . 13' 
 
 Sitting ty the streams that glide . . '-iiJ 
 
 Sometimes a light surprises . . .10' 
 
 Stop, poor sinner ! stop and think . . 134 
 
 Stretch'd on the cross the Saviour dies . 137 
 
 Sweet rivers of redeeming love . . . 1S1 
 
 Sweet to rejoice in lively hope . . . 243 
 
 Tell us, O women, we would know . . 5S 
 
 Tempted, tossed, tiouMed spirit . . .182 
 
 The voice of free grace . . ' . 27& 
 
 The Lord is the fountain of goodness, «Stc. . 2&4 
 
 The chariot ! the chariot ! its wheels, «Scc. . 245 
 
 The people call'd Christians, how, &c. . 242 
 
 The billows swell, the winds are high . 23S 
 
 The trumpet oi" God is sounding abroad . 221 
 
 The final trump we soon shall hear . . 209 
 
 The sacred ties of friendship . . . 2(X) 
 
 The Lord my shepherd is ... . 28(> 
 
 The morning sun rose bright and clear . 29S 
 The day is past and gone .... 30S 
 
 The pure testimony put forth in the spirit . 24 
 
 The pure testimony is not to estabhsh . 26 
 
 The glorious day is drawing nigh . . 30 
 
 The song of salvation it is so divine . . 33 
 
 The love which caused the light to shine . 41 
 
 The Christians of old, united in one . . 50 
 
 The time is soon coming by the, &c. . . 53 
 
 The Lord into his garden came . . -5? 
 
 The wondrous love of Jesus . . .72 
 
 The fields are all white, the harvest is near . m 
 
 The tree of life my soul hath seen . . 89 
 
 The Saviour calls "his people sheep . . 99 
 
 The great God of love now hath .shin'd, &c. . 1 14 
 The schools of scribes am! courts of kings . 120 
 
 The trump of the gospel resounds . • 103 
 
 There is a land of pleasure . . .173 
 
 There is a fountain fiU'd with blood . 98 
 There is a holy city ..... Ill 
 
318 INDEX 
 
 Pagb 
 
 There is a Ileavftn above the skies . 191 
 
 There we shall reign with Jesus, &c. . . 74 
 
 They who trust in Christ the Saviour . . 289 
 
 Ttiey have gone to the land where the, &,c. . 19 
 
 This world is all a fleeting show ... 9 
 
 Thou sweet gliding Gedron, by thy, &c. . 228 
 
 Thougli in the outward church below . . 85 
 
 Though sinners would vex me . . 90 
 
 Though nature's strength decay . . . U 
 
 Through tribulation deep .... 197 
 
 'Tis past, the dreadful stoi'my night . 181 
 
 To keep the lamp alive .... 290 
 To see a pilgrim as he dies . . . .171 
 
 U. 
 
 United in affection dear .... 202 
 
 VV. 
 
 Wand'ring pilgrinis,vmuuiiiingjC\risians . 185 
 
 We soon shall break all nature's ties . 159 
 
 What happy childrrn who wait on Jesus . 10 
 
 What wondrous love is this, Omy soul . 282 
 
 What various hindrances we meet . . 149 
 
 What poor despised company ... 47 
 What think you of Christ 7 is the test . .61 
 
 Whatever disasters of nature ... 45 
 
 When by sin overw^helm'd, shame, &c. . 252 
 
 ^V^len I survey the wondrous cross . . 143 
 
 When shall thy lovely face be seen . 204 
 
 When souls are first converted . . 304 
 
 When marshall'd on the niglnly plain . . 293 
 
 When pulse beats low and cheeks, &c . 252 
 
 WTien toss'd on errour's stormy tide . . 2.51 
 
 Wlien weeping Mary came to seek . . 250 
 
 Wien Israel out of Egypt came . . 247 
 
 When my Shepherd, my Saviour is near . 157 
 
 When first n:y soul enlisted ... 8 
 
 When shall we all meet sgain ... 32 
 
 When Hannah press'd with grief . . 40 
 
 When Joseph his brethren beheld . . 93 
 
 When swelling Jordan o'er us roils 113 
 
INDEX. 315 
 
 Paqb. 
 
 Wlien shall I see the day . . . , 251 
 
 Wlien on the cross my Lord I see . 139 
 
 When through the torn sail the wild, &c. 254 
 
 When thou, my righteous Judge, «&c. . 151 
 
 When languor and disease invade . . 178 
 
 Wliile angels strike their tuneful strings . 132 
 
 While shepherds in Jewry were, &c. 199 
 
 Whither goest iliou, pilgrim stranger . 104 
 
 Who is this that comes from Eden . . 294 
 
 Why should I be affrighted at pestilence, &c. 64 
 
 Why shrinks my weak nature, ah! &c. . 218 
 
 With joy let each afflicted saint . . 230 
 
 With rev'rence to the King of kings . 164 
 
 With pleasure behold .... 203 
 
 Y. 
 
 Ye jewels of my Master .... 38 
 
 Ye carnal professors who stand on your lees 63 
 
 Ye sons of war, I pray draw near . . 66 
 
 Ye who know your sins forgiven . . t^ 
 
 Ye children of Zion, who're aiming, &c. . 86 
 
 Ye weary, heavy laden souls . • '17 
 
 Ye happy souls, whose peaceful minds . 119 
 
 Ye travellers to paradise . . • '75 
 
 Ye saints attend the Saviour's voice . . 2:30 
 
 Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim 270 
 
 Ve angels who stand round the throne . 34 
 
 Vonder see the Lord descending . . 213 
 
 'foung peojfle all attention give . . 58