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 SOCIAL AM SABBATH SCHOOL 
 
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 GEORGE N. ALLEN, A. IVL 
 
 PROFESSOR OF MDStC IN OBHR'LIN COLLEGE. 
 
 " 0, come, let us sing* unto the Lord." 
 
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 B E It L I N : 
 
 PUBLISHED BY J. M. FITCH. 
 Bookseller and Stationer. No. 5, College Street. 
 
 1854. 
 
PREFACE. 
 
 The design of this little work is, to furnish 
 in a neat, cheap and condensed form, a col- 
 lection of the most approved sacred songs, for 
 the use of Sabbath Schools, and for social and 
 family "worship. As the compilation has been 
 made from a careful perusal of a large number 
 of the Hymn Books now principally used, it is 
 believed that it embraces all, or nearly all the 
 hymns that are commonly employed for those 
 purposes. Every member of the family circle 
 and every scholar in the Sabbath School, 
 should be furnished with a book, and encour- 
 aged to join in singing the " sweet songs of 
 Zion; " and the trifling expense of this little 
 collection will remove all excuse from any 
 parent who shall neglect to supply his family,, 
 
 Compiler, 
 
PUBLISHER'S NOTICE. 
 
 The first four editions of this little volume 
 have met with such favor from the public, as 
 to warrant the issue of the fifth, edition. The 
 publisher hopes, as considerable improvements 
 are to be found in this edition, especially the 
 addition of a number of choice hymns, that 
 public favor may be still retained. This little 
 Hymn Book is found very serviceable, and well 
 adapted both to the Sabbath School, and to the 
 family and prayer circles, on account of the 
 variety of sweet hymns on almost all subjects 
 which awaken the heart to devotional melody 
 and song. 
 
SOCIAL 
 
 AND 
 
 SABBATH SCHOOL HYMN BOOK. 
 
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 THE SCRIPTURES. 
 
 1. The Bible a Treasure. 
 
 1 HOLY BIBLE ! book divine ! 
 Precious treasure, thou art mine ! 
 Mine, to tell me whence I came; 
 Mine, to teacli me what I am. 
 
 2 Mine, to chide me when I rove ; 
 Mine, to show a Savior's lo/e: 
 Mine, to guide my weary feet, 
 Mine, to judge, condemn, acquit. 
 
 3 Mine, to tell of joys to come ; 
 Mine, to point the sinner's doom. 
 0, thou precious book divine! 
 Precious treasure,! thou art -mine i 
 
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 2. The Bible a Lamp. C. M. 
 
 1 HOW precious is the book divine, 
 
 By inspiration given ! 
 Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine, 
 To guide our souls to heaven. 
 
 2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts, 
 
 In this dark vale of tears; 
 Life, light and joy, it still imparts, 
 . And quells our rising fears. 
 
 3 This lamp, through all the tedious night 
 
 Of life, shall guide our way, 
 Till we behold the clearer light 
 Of heaven's eternal day. 
 
 3. The Word Glorious. C. M. 
 
 1 FATHER of mercies ! in thy word, 
 
 What endless glory shines ! 
 Forever be thy name ador'd, 
 For these celestial lines. 
 
 2 Oh ! may these heavenly pages be 
 
 My ever dear delight; 
 And still new beauties may I see, 
 And still increasing light. 
 
THE SCRIPTURES. 7 
 
 3 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord ! 
 Be Thou forever near ; 
 Teach me to love thy sacred word, 
 And view my Savior there. 
 
 4. Excellency of the Scriptures. L. P. M. 
 
 1 I LOVE the volumes of thy word; 
 What light and joy these leaves afford 
 
 To souls benighted and distressed ! 
 Thy precepts guide my doubtful way, 
 Thy fear forbids my feet to stray, 
 
 Thy promise leads my heart to rest. 
 
 2 From the discoveries of thy law, 
 The perfect rules of life 1 draw; 
 
 These are my study and delight : 
 Not honey so invites the taste, 
 Nor gold that has the furnace past, 
 
 Appears so pleasing to the sight. 
 
 3 Thy threat'nings wake my slumb'ring eyes 
 And warn me where my danger lies; 
 
 But 'tis thy blessed gospel, Lord, 
 That makes my guilty conscience clean, 
 Converts my soul, subdues my sin, 
 
 And gives a free, but large reward. 
 
SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 5 Revelation Welcomed. C. M. 
 
 1 HAIL, sacrod truth! whose piercing raye 
 
 Dispel the shades of night ; 
 
 Diffusing o'er the mental world, » 
 
 The healing beams ol light. 
 
 2 Jesus! thy word, with friendly aid, 
 
 Restores our wandering feet; 
 Converts Ihe sorrows of the mind 
 To joys divinely sweet. 
 
 3 ! send thy light and truth abroad 
 
 In all their radiant blaze; 
 And bid th' admiring world adore 
 The glories of thy grace. 
 
 G„ The Gospel L. M. 
 
 1 GOD? in the gospel of his Son, 
 Makes his eternal counsels known ; 
 Where love in all its glory shines, 
 And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 
 
 2 Oh ! grant us grace, Almighty Lord ' 
 To read and mark thy holy word ; 
 
 lis truths with meekness to receive, 
 And by its holy precepts live. 
 
THE SCRIPTURES. 9 
 
 May this blest volume ever lie 
 Close to my heart, and near mine eye, 
 Till life's last hour my soul engage, 
 And be my chosen heritage. 
 
 7. Scriptural Instruction. C. M. 
 
 1 HOW shall the young secure their hearts 
 
 And guard their lives from sin ? 
 Thy word the choicest rules imparts 
 To keep the conscience clean. 
 
 2 When once it penetrates the mind, 
 
 It spreads such light abroad, 
 The meanest souls instruction find, 
 And raise their thoughts to God. 
 
 3 'Tis like the sun, a heavenly light, 
 
 That guides us all the day ; 
 And through the dangers of the night, 
 A lamp to lead our way. 
 
 4 Thy word is everlasting truth; 
 
 How pure is every page ! 
 That holy book shall guide our youth, 
 And well support our age. 
 
EXHORTATCRY. 
 
 8. Present and Future Realities, d P. M, 
 
 1 LO ! on a narrow neck of land, 
 Between two boundless seas I stand — 
 
 Yet how insensible ! 
 A point of time — a moment's space — 
 Removes me to yon heavenly place, 
 
 Or — shuts me up in hell ! 
 
 2 God ! my inmost soul convert, 
 And, deeply on my thoughtless heart, 
 
 Eternal things impress ; 
 Give me to feel their solemn weight, 
 And save me, ere it be too late ; — 
 
 Wake me to righteousness. 
 
 2 Before me place, in bright array, 
 The pomp of that tremendous day, 
 
 When thou with clouds shalt come, 
 To judge the nations at thy bar; — 
 And tell me, Lord, shall I be there, 
 
 To meet a joyful doom 1 .. m 
 
ALARMING. 11 
 
 9. The Broad Road. L. M. 
 
 1 BROAD is the road that leads to death, 
 
 And thousands walk together there ; 
 But wisdom shows a narrow path, 
 With here and there a traveler. 
 
 2 Deny thyself and take thy cross, 
 
 Is the Redeemer's great command; 
 Nature must count her gold but dross, 
 If she would gain this heavenly land. 
 
 3 The fearful soul that tires and faints, 
 
 And walks the ways of God no more, 
 Shall not, inherit with the saints, 
 But make his own destruction sure. 
 
 10. The Sinner Meeting God. 7s 
 
 1 SINNER ! art thou still secure 3 
 
 Wilt thou still refuse to pray 1 
 Can thy heart or hand endure, 
 In the- Lord's avenging day l 
 
 2 At his presence nature shakes, 
 
 , Earth affrighted haste to floe ; 
 Solid mountains melt like wax: 
 What will then become of thee! 
 
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 (3 Who his coming may abide? 
 
 You that glory in your shame 1 
 Can you find a place to hide, 
 
 When the world is wrapped in flame ? 
 
 11. The Sinner Warned. 7s. 
 
 1 HASTE, 0, sinner, to be wise ! 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun ; 
 
 Wisdom warns thee from the skies, 
 
 All the paths of death to shun. 
 
 2 Haste, and mercy now implore ; 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun ; 
 Thy probation may be o'er 
 Ere the needful work is done. 
 
 3 Haste, O sinner, now return; 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun ; 
 Lest thy lamp should cease to burn, 
 Ere salvation's work is done-. 
 
 4 Haste ! while yet thou canst be blest; 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun ; 
 Death may thy poor soul arrest, 
 Ere the morrow is begun. 
 
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 INVITING. . 13 
 
 The Accepted Time. S. M. 
 
 1 NOW is the accepted time, 
 
 The Savior calls to-day ; 
 To-morrow it may be too late ; — 
 Then why should you delay ? 
 
 2 Now is the accepted time, 
 
 The gospel bids you come ; 
 
 And every promise in his word, 
 
 Declares there yet is room. 
 
 3 Lord, draw reluctant souls, 
 
 And melt them by thy love ; 
 Then will the angels speed their way 
 To bear the news above. 
 
 13. Acquaint Thyself, £fc. Josxxii : 21 lis. 
 
 1 ACQUAINT thyself quickly, O sinner, 
 
 with God, 
 And joy like the sunshine, shall beam on 
 
 thy road ; 
 And peace, like the dew drop, shall fall 
 
 on thy head ; 
 And sleep, like an angel, shall visit thy 
 
 thy bed. 
 
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 2 Acquaint thyself quickly, sinner, with? 
 
 God, 
 And He shall be with thee when fears 
 
 are abroad ; 
 Thy safeguard in dangers that threaten, 
 
 thy path ; 
 Thy joy in the valley and shadow of death. 
 
 14. Delay Not. lis. 
 
 1 DELAY not, delay not : sinner ! draw 
 
 near ; 
 The waters of life are now flowing for 
 thee ; 
 Noprice is demanded : the Savior is here ; 
 Ptedemption is purchas'd, salvation is 
 free. 
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 2 Delay not, delay not ; why longer abuse 
 
 The love and compassion of Jesus thy 
 God? 
 A fountain is opened ; how canst thou 
 refuse 
 
 To wash and be cleans'd in his par- 
 doning blood. 
 
INVITING. 15 
 
 3 Delay nol, delay not, sinner, to come, 
 
 For Mercy still lingers and calls thee 
 
 to-day ; " 
 
 Her voice is not heard in the vale ol the 
 
 tomb : 
 Her message, unheeded, will soon pass 
 
 away. 
 
 4 Delay not, delay not : the Spirit of Grace, 
 
 Long griev'd and resisted, may take 
 its sad flight ; 
 And leave thee in darkness to finish thy 
 race, 
 To sink in the gloom of eternity's 
 night. 
 
 15. Grieving the Spirit. S. M. 
 
 1 AND canst thou, sinner, slight 
 
 The call of love divine ? 
 Shall God with tenderness invite, 
 And gain no thought of thine 1 
 
 2 Wilt thou not cease to grieve 
 
 The Spirit from thy breast, 
 Till He thy wretched soul shall leave, 
 With all thy sins oppressed 1 
 
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 3 To-day a pard'ning God 
 
 Will hear the suppliant pray ; 
 To-day, a Savior's cleansing blood 
 Will wash thy guilt away. 
 
 16. The Fountain of Living Water. C. M. 
 
 1 OH ! what amazing words of grace 
 
 Are in the gospel found, 
 Suited to every sinner's case 
 That hears the joyful sound ! 
 
 2 Come, then, with all your wants and 
 
 wounds, 
 Your every burden bring; 
 Here love, unchanging love, abounds — 
 A deep, celestial spring. 
 
 3 This spring, with living water flows, 
 
 And heavenly joy imparts ; 
 Come, thirsty souls, your wants disclose, 
 And drink with thankful hearts. 
 
 4 Millions of sinners, vile as you, 
 
 Have here found life and peace ; 
 Come, then, and prove its virtues too, 
 And drink, adore and bless. 
 
inviting: 17 
 
 17- The Savior's Invitation. C. M» 
 
 1 The Savior calls — let every ear 
 
 Attend the heavenly sound ; 
 Ye doubting souls! dismiss your fear, 
 Hope smiles reviving round. 
 
 2 For every thirsty, longing heart, 
 
 Here streams of bounty flow; 
 And life and health and bliss impart, 
 To banish mortal woe. 
 
 3 Dear Savior ! draw reluctant hearts; 
 
 To thee let sinners fly ; 
 And take the b!is"s thy love imparts, 
 And drink, and never die. 
 
 18. To-day. 6s & 4s. 
 
 1 TO-DAY the Savior calls! 
 
 Ye wand'rers come : 
 0, ye benighted souls. 
 Why longer roam. 
 
 2 To-day the Savior calls ! 
 
 Oh, listen now : 
 Within these sacred walls 
 To Jesus bow. 
 
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 3 To-day the Savior calls ! 
 
 For refuge fly ; 
 The storm of vengeance falls ; 
 Ruin is nigh. 
 
 4 The Spirit calls to-day ! 
 
 Yield to his pow'r ; 
 
 0, grieve him not away ; 
 
 'Tis Mercy's hour. 
 
 19 # The Voice of Mercy. 8s, 7s & 4s 
 
 1 HEAR sinner! Mercy hails you ; 
 
 Now with sweetest voice she calls 
 Bids you haste to seek the Savior, 
 
 Ere the hand of justice falls : 
 Hear, sinner ! 
 'Tis the voice of Mercy ca^s, 
 
 2 Haste, sinner ! to the Savior ; 
 
 Seek his mercy while you may : 
 Soon the day of grace is over : — 
 
 Soon your life will pass away : — 
 Haste, sinner ! 
 You must perish if you stay. 
 
ENCOURAGING. 19 
 
 20. Fly to Jesus. 
 
 1 FLY mourning sinner ! saith Jesus, 
 
 to me, 
 
 Thy guilt I will pardon— thy soul I will 
 free, 
 
 From the chains that have bound thee 
 my grace shall release ; 
 
 And thy stains I will wash, and thy sor- 
 rows shall cease. 
 
 2 Though countless thy sins, and crimson 
 
 thy guilt, 
 Yet for crimes such as thine was my 
 
 blood freely spilt : 
 Come, sinner, and prove me — come, 
 
 mourner, and see 
 The wounds that I bore when I suffered 
 
 for thee. 
 
 3 Thou doubt'st not my power, deny not 
 
 my will; 
 Come, needy— come, helpless — thy soul 
 
 I will fill; 
 My mercy is boundless ; no sinner shall 
 
 say, 
 That he sued at my feet, and was driven 
 
 avvay. 
 
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 21. Going to Jesus. CM. 
 
 1 COME, trembling 1 sinner! in whose breast. 
 
 A thousand thoughts revolve, 
 Come, with your guilt and fear oppress'd, 
 And make this last resolve. 
 
 2 "I'll go to Jesus, though n.y sin 
 
 Should boundless deplhs disclose; 
 I see his courts, I'll enter in, 
 tever 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 sovereign grace. 
 
 4 "He surely will admit my plea, 
 
 Will.surely hear my prayer : 
 But- if I perish, I will pray, 
 And perish only there." 
 
 22. A Fountain opened. 8s & 7s, Peculiar. 
 
 1 COME to Caiv'ry's holy mountain, 
 Sinners ! ruined by the fall : 
 Here a pure and healing fountain, 
 
ENCOURAGING. 21 
 
 Flows for every guilty soul, 
 In a full perpetual tide, 
 Opened when the Savior died. 
 
 2 Come in sorrow and contrition, ' 
 
 Wounded, impotent and blind : 
 Here the guilty seek remission, 
 « Here the lost a refuge find : 
 Health this fountain will restore : 
 He that drinks shall thirst no more. 
 
 3 Come, ye dying, live forever ; 
 
 'Tis a soul-reviving flood : 
 God is faithful : He will never 
 
 Break his covenant made in blood — 
 Sign'd when our Redeemer died, 
 SeaPd when He was glorified, 
 
 23. Rest for the Weary Penitent. L. M. 
 
 1 COME, weary souls! with sin distress'd; 
 Come, and accept the promised rest ; 
 The Savior's gracious call obey, 
 
 And cast your gloomy fears away, 
 
 2 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows, 
 To cleanse'your guilt and heal your woes; 
 
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 Pardon, and life, and endless peace — 
 How rich the gift! how free the grace ! 
 
 3 Lord ! we accept, with thankful heart, 
 The hope thy gracious words impart : 
 We come, with trembling — yet rejoice, 
 And bless the kind, inviting voice. 
 
 24. Christ's invitation to Sinners, L. M. 
 
 1 " COME hither, all ye weary souls ! 
 
 Ye heavy-laden sinners ! come: 
 I'll give you rest from all your toils* 
 And raise you to my heavenly home. 
 
 2 "They shall find rest who learn of me — 
 
 I'm of a meek and lowly mind : 
 But passion rages like the sea, 
 And pride is restless as the wind." 
 
 8 'Jesus ! we come at thy command : 
 
 \VVith faith, and hope, and humble zeal 
 Resign our spirits to thy hand, 
 To mould and guide us at thy will. 
 
ENCOURAGING. 23 
 
 25. Return, O Wand'rer. C. M. 
 
 1 RETURN, wand'rer ! now return, 
 
 And seek thy Father's face ; 
 Those strong desires which in thee burn, 
 Were kindled by his grace. 
 
 2 Return, O wand'rer ! now return ; 
 
 Thy Savior bids thee live ; 
 Go to his feet, and grateful, learn 
 How freely He'll forgive. 
 
 3 Return, wand'rer! now return, 
 
 And wipe the falling tear ; 
 Thy Father calls; no longer mourn ; 
 'Tis love invites thee near. 
 
 26. Ftilness of Christ. 7s, 
 
 1 BLEEDING hearts, defiled by sin, 
 Jesus Christ can make you clean : 
 Contrite souls, with sin oppressed, 
 Jesus Christ can give you rest. 
 
 2 You that mourn o'er follies past, 
 Precious hours and years laid waste — 
 
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 Turn to God, turn and live, 
 Jesus Christ can still forgive. 
 
 3 You that oft have wandered far 
 From the light of Bethle'm's star, 
 Trembling, now your steps retrace, 
 Jesus Christ is full of grace. 
 
 4 Souls benighted and forlorn, 
 Grieved, afflicted, tempest-worn, 
 Now in Israel's Rock confide, 
 Jesus Christ for man has died. 
 
 27. Repentance at the Cross. 7s. 61. 
 
 1 HEARTS of stone ! relent, relent; 
 
 Break, by Jesus' cross subdued; 
 See his body mangled, rent, 
 
 Covered with a gore of blood ; 
 Sinful soul, what hast thou done ? — 
 Crucified th' Eternal Son ! 
 
 2 Yes, thy sins have done the deed — 
 
 Driv'n the nails that fixed Him there, 
 Crowned with thorns his sacred head, 
 
 Plunged into his,side the spear, 
 Made his soul a sacrifice, 
 While for sinful man he dies ! 
 
ENCOURAGING. 25 
 
 3 Wilt thou let Him bleed in vain 1 
 Still to death thy Lord pursue 1 
 Open all his wounds again ? 
 
 And the shamful cross renew 1 
 No : with all my sins I'll part — 
 Break, break my bleeding heart ! 
 
 28. Invitation in view of the Cross. 7s. 61. 
 
 1 FROM the cross, uplifted high, 
 Where the Savior deigns to die, 
 What melodious sounds we hear, 
 Bursting on the ravished ear: 
 Love's redeeming work is done ; 
 Come and welcome, sinner, come ! 
 
 2 " Sprinkled now with blood the throne? 
 Why beneath thy burdens groan ? 
 
 On my pierced body laid, 
 Justice owns the ransom paid : 
 Bow the knee, embrace the Son ; 
 Come and welcome, sinner, come ! 
 
 3 "Spread for thee, the festal board 
 See with richest dainties etor'd : 
 To thy Father's bosom press'd 
 Yet again a child confess'd : 
 
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 Never from his house to roam, 
 Come and welcome, sinner, come ! 
 
 29. Heaven Invites. 6s. & 4s. Peculiar. 
 
 1 CHILD of sin and sorrow, 
 
 Filled with dismay, 
 
 Wait not for to-morrow, 
 
 Yield thee to-day : 
 
 Heav'n bids thee come, 
 While yet there's room : 
 Child of sin and sorrow, 
 Hear and obey. 
 
 2. Child of sin and sorrow, 
 Why wilt thou die 1 
 Come, while thou can'st borrow 
 Help from on high : 
 Grieve not that love, 
 Which from above, 
 Child of sin and sorrow, 
 Would bring thee nigh. 
 
 30. God is Love. L. M. 
 
 1 OH ! child of grief, why weepest thou 1 
 Why droops thy sad and mournful brow 1 
 
ENCOURAGING. " 27 
 
 Look upward, for thou hast above 
 A friend in God, and God is love. 
 
 2 Hast sinned? then He will pardon give, 
 He gave his life that thou moy'st live: 
 Seek then for comfort from above, 
 Thy friend is God, and God is love. 
 
 3 In all the varying scenes of woe, 
 Through which thou'rt called to pass 
 
 below, 
 Still lift thy tearful eye above, 
 And trust in God for God is love. 
 
 4 Then weeping pilgrim, dry thy tears, 
 For hope on every side appears : 
 
 An eye beholds thee from above — 
 The eye of God, and God is love. 
 
 31. To the Mercy Seal. lis. & 10s. 
 
 1 COME, ye disconsolate ! where'er ye 
 languish, 
 Come to the mercy seat, fervently 
 kneel ! 
 Here bring you; wounded hearts, I. ere 
 tell your anguish, 
 
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 Earth has no sorrow that lieav'n cannot 
 heal." 
 
 2 Joy of the desolate, light of the straying, 
 
 Hope of the penitent, fadeless and 
 pure ; 
 Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly 
 saying, 
 
 Earth has no sorrow that heav'n can- 
 not cure. 
 
 3 Here see the Bread of Life ; see waters 
 
 flowing 
 Forth from the throne of God, pure 
 
 from above ; 
 Come to the feast prepared — come ever 
 
 knowing, 
 Earth has no sorrow but Heav'n can 
 
 remove. 
 
 32. Come to Jesus. Sentences. 
 
 1 COME to Jesus, just now. 
 
 2 He is ready, just now. 
 
 3 He is able, just now. 
 
 4 He is willing, just now. 
 
 5 believe it, just now. 
 
ENCOURAGING* 39 
 
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 6 Will you linger just now. 
 
 7 Come poor sinner, just now. • 
 S God Is waiting, just now. 
 
 9 Christ is pleading, jus,t now. 
 iQ Angels. beckon, just now. 
 
 11 Come and welcome, just now.. 
 
 12 If you slight him, just now. 
 
 13 You'll repent it, so soon. 
 
 14 Death is coming, so soon. 
 lo Oi the judgment I so soon! 
 
 r 0TI6KAL km. £XPERIil£i 
 
 33. invocation-. 
 
 I BLOW ye the trumpet ! blew,— > 
 The gladly solemn sound ! 
 Let all the nations know, 
 
 To earth's remotest bound, 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye- ransomed sinners ! hotbe- 
 
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 2 Exalt the Lamb of God— 
 
 The sin-atoning Lamb ; 
 Redemption by, his blood, 
 
 Through all the world proclaim ; 
 The year, &c. 
 
 3 Ye slaves of sin and hell ! 
 
 Your liberty receive ; 
 Aud safe in Jesus dwell, 
 
 And bless'd in Jesus live ; 
 The year, &c. 
 
 4 The gospel trumpet hear, 
 
 The news of pardoning' grace ; 
 Ye happy souls ! draw near, 
 
 Behold your Savior's face ; 
 The year, &c, 
 
 5 Jesus, our grea-t High Pries! : 
 
 Has full atonement made : 
 Y~e weary spirits ! rest ; ^ 
 
 Ye mourning souls ! be glad ; I 
 The year, &c. 
 
 34, Praise from Saints and Angels. C. 1VL 
 
 1 COME, let us join our cheerful songs, 
 With angels round the throne. 
 
ADORATION. 31 
 
 Ten thousand thousand are their tongues. 
 But all their joys are one. 
 
 2 "Worthy the Lamb that died, 5 ' they cry 7 
 
 "To be exalted thus !" 
 "Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, 
 "For He was slain for us !" 
 
 3 Jesus is worthy to receive 
 
 Honor and power divine ; 
 And blessings more than we can give., 
 Be, Lord ! forever thine. 
 
 4 Let all who dwell above the sky, 
 
 And air, and earth, and seas, 
 ispire to lift thy glories high, 
 And speak thine endless praise, 
 
 53. The name of Jesus, sweet. 
 
 1 JESUS ! I love- thy claiming name, 
 
 'T is music lo mine ear; 
 Fain would I sound it out so loud, 
 That earth and heaven should hear, 
 
 2 Thy grace still dwells upou my heart; 
 
 And sheds its fragrance there ; 
 
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 The healing balm of all its wounds, 
 The cordial of its care. 
 
 2 I'll speak the honors of Thy name, 
 With my last lab'ring breath ; 
 Than, speechless, clasp Then in mine 
 The antidote of death- [arms, ■ 
 
 Praise to the Redeemer. C. F. M 
 
 1 O, COULD I speak the matchless worth 
 O, could 1 sound th3 glories forth 
 
 That in my Savior shine ; 
 I'd soar and touch the heav'nly strings. 
 And vie with Gabriel while he sings, 
 
 In notes that are divine. • 
 
 2 I'd sing the characters He bears, 
 And all the forms of love He wears, 
 
 Exalted on his throne : 
 In loftier songs of sweetest praise, 
 I would I • everlasting days, 
 « Make a i his glories known. 
 
 3 Soon the delightful day will come, 
 When my dear -Lord will bring me home? 
 
 And I shall see his lace : 
 Then, with my Savior? brother, friend, 
 
ADORATION. 33 
 
 A bless'd eternity I'll spend, 
 Triumphant in his grace. 
 
 37. Song of Moses and the Lamb. S. M. 
 
 1 AWAKE, and sing the song 
 
 Of Moses and the Lamb ; 
 Wake, every heart and every tongue ! 
 To praise the Savior's name. 
 
 2 Sing of his dying love : 
 
 Sing of his rising power ; 
 Sing — how He intercedes above 
 For those whose sins He bore. 
 
 3 Soon shall we hear Him say, — 
 "Ye blessed children ! Gome ;" 
 Soon will He call us hence away, 
 To his eternal home. 
 
 4 There shall each raptured tongue 
 His endless praise proclaim ; 
 And sweeter voices tune the song 
 Of Moses and the Lamb . 
 
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 38. The Savior Crowned. C. M. 
 
 1 All hail the power of Jesus' name ! 
 
 Let angels prostrate fall ; 
 Bring forth the royal diadem, 
 And crown Him — Lord of all. 
 
 2 Sinners ! whose love can ne'er forget 
 
 The wormwood and the gall, — 
 Come, spread your trophies at his feet. 
 And crown Him — Lord of all. 
 
 3 Let every kindred, every tribe, 
 
 On this terrestrial ball, 
 To Him all majesty ascribe, 
 And crown Him — Lord of all. 
 
 39. The Star of Bethlehrm. L. M. 
 
 1 ONCE on the raging seas I rode, — 
 
 The storm was loud, the night was dark, 
 
 The ocean yawned — and rudely blowed 
 
 The wind that toss'd my found'ring bark. 
 
 2 Deep horror then my vilals froze, 
 
 Death-struck, I cea.- ed the tide to stem; 
 
ADOnATION. 35- 
 
 When suddenly a Star arose, — 
 It was the Star of Bethlehem. 
 
 3 It was my guide, my light, my all ; 
 
 It bade my dark forebodings cease ; 
 And thro' the storm and danger's thrall 
 It led me to the port of peace. 
 
 4 Now safely moored — my perils o'er, 
 
 I'll sing, first in night's diadem, 
 forever and forevermore, 
 The Star — the Star of Bethlehem ! 
 
 40. Christ enthroned. 8s. and 7s. Peculiar. 
 
 1 HARK ! ten thousand harps and voices 
 Sound the notes of praise above, 
 
 Jesus reigns and heaven rejoices, — 
 Jesus reigns, the God of love ; 
 
 See ! he sils on yonder throne ; 
 
 Jesus rules the world alone. 
 
 2 King of glory ! reign forever — 
 Thine an everlasting crown ; 
 Nothing, from thy love, shall sever 
 
 Those whom thou hast made thine own: 
 Happy objects of thy grace, 
 Destined to behold thy face. 
 
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 3 Savior ! hasten thine appearing ; 
 
 Bring — Oh ! bring the glorious day, 
 When the awful summons hearing, 
 
 Heaven and earth shall pass away; — 
 Then with golden harps we'll sing — - 
 "Glory, glory to our King." 
 
 41. God's love in. Christ. C. M. 
 
 1 THE Savior ! Oh ! what endless charms 
 
 Dwell in the blissful sound ! 
 Its influence every fear disarms 
 And spreads sweet peace around. 
 
 2 Here pardon, life, and joys divine, 
 
 In rich effusions flow, 
 For guilty rebels lost in sin, 
 And doomed to endless woe. 
 
 3 Oh ! the rich depths of love divine, 
 
 Of bliss a boundless store! 
 Dear Savior let me call thee mine ; 
 I cannot wish for more. 
 
 4 On thee alone my hope relies, 
 
 Beneath thy cross I fall ; 
 My Lord, my life, my sacrifice, 
 My Savior, and my all. 
 
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 42. Praise to the Savior. C. M. 
 
 1 MY Savior, my Almighty Friend, 
 
 When I begin thy praise, 
 Where will the growing numbers end, 
 The numbers of thy grace ! 
 
 2 Thou art my everlasling trust, 
 
 Thy goodness I adore ; 
 And since I knew thy graces first, 
 1 speak thy glories more. 
 
 3 My feet shall travel all the length 
 
 Of the celestial road; 
 And march with courage in thy strength, 
 To see my Father, God. 
 
 43. Chief among ten thousand. C. M. 
 
 1 MAJESTIC sweetness sits enthroned 
 
 Upon the Savior's brow ; 
 His head with radiant glories crowned? 
 His lips with 'grace o'ernow. 
 
 2 No mortal can with Him compare, 
 
 Among the sons of men ; 
 Fairer is He than all the fair 
 Who fill the heavenly train. 
 
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 3 He saw me plunged in deep distress, 
 
 And flew to my relief ; 
 For me He bore the shameful cross, 
 And carried all my grief. 
 
 4 Since from thy bounty I receive 
 
 Such proofs of love divine, 
 Had I a thousand hearts to give — 
 Lord, they should all be thine. 
 
 44. Christ precious. CM. 
 
 1 HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
 
 In a believer's ear ! 
 It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, 
 And drives away his fear. 
 
 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, 
 
 And calms the troubled breast ; 
 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, 
 And to the weary, rest. 
 
 3 Jesus !— my shepherd, brother, friend, 
 
 My prophet, priest and king, 
 My Lord, my lite, my way, my end- 
 Accept the praise 1 bring. 
 
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 45. Salvation welcomed. C. M. 
 
 1 SALVATION ! Oh, the joyful sound; 
 
 'Tis pleasure to our ears ; — 
 A sovereign balm for every wound, 
 A cordial for our fears. 
 
 2 Buried in sorrow and in sin, 
 
 At hell's dark door we lay ; 
 But we arise, by grace divine, 
 To see a heavenly day.- 
 
 3 Salvation ! — let the echo fly 
 
 The spacious earth around: 
 
 While all the armies of the sky 
 
 Conspire to raise the sound. 
 
 46. Star of the East. lis. & 10s. 
 
 1 BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the 
 morning ! 
 Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine 
 aid ; 
 Star of the East, the horizon adorning — 
 Guide where the infant Redeemer is laid* 
 
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 2 Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are 
 
 shining ; 
 Low lies his head with the beasts of the 
 . stall. 
 Angels adore Him in slumber reclining — 
 Maker, and Monarch, and Savior of all. 
 
 3 Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devo- 
 
 tion, 
 Odors of Eden, and offerings divine 1 
 Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the 
 ocean-, 
 Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the 
 mine. 
 
 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation, 
 Vainly with gold would his favor secure: 
 
 Richer, by far, is the heart's adoration, — 
 Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 
 
 47. Jesus in the Garden. lis. 
 
 1 THOU sweet gliding Kedron, by thy sil- 
 ver stream, 
 
 Our Savior would linger till moonlight's 
 soft beam ; 
 
ADORATION. 41 
 
 And by thy bright waters till midnight 
 
 would stay, 
 And lose in thy murmurs the toils of the day. 
 
 2 How damp were the vapors that fell on 
 
 his head ; 
 How hard was his pillow, how humble his 
 
 bed ; 
 The angels, beholding, amazed at the sight. 
 Attended their Master with solemn delight. 
 
 3 garden of Olivet, thou dear honored 
 
 spot, 
 
 The fame of thy wonders shall ne'er be for- 
 got ; 
 
 The theme most transporting lo seraphs 
 above, 
 
 The triumph 'of sorrow — the triumph of 
 love. 
 
 4 Come saints and adore Him ; come bow 
 
 at his feet ; 
 0, give Him the glory — the praise that is 
 
 meet ; 
 Let joyful hosannas unceasing arise, 
 And join the full chorus that gladdens the 
 
 skies. 
 
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 48. The teaching of Jesus. L. M. 
 
 1 HOW sweetly flowed the gospel's sound 
 From, lips of gentleness and grace ; 
 
 While listening thousands gathered round, 
 And joy and reverence filled the place. 
 
 2 From heaven he came, of heaven he spoke, 
 To heaven he led his followers' way ; 
 
 Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke, 
 Unveiling an immortal day : 
 
 3 Come, wand'rers, to my Father's home, 
 Come, all ye weary ones ! and rest; — 
 
 Yes, sacred Teacher ! we will come, 
 Obey, and be forever blest. 
 
 49. Christ the Living Fountain. C. M. 
 
 1 THERE is a fountain filled with bleod, 
 
 Drawn from ImmanueFs veins; 
 And sinners plunged beneath that flood, 
 Lose all their guilty stains. 
 
 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see 
 
 That fountain in his day ; 
 And there may I, though vile as he, 
 Wash all my sins avvay. 
 
ADORATION. 43 
 
 3 Dear dying Lamb ! Thy precious blood 
 
 Shall never lose its power, 
 Till all the ransomed church of God 
 Be saved to sin no more. 
 
 4 E'er since by faith I saw the stream 
 
 Thy flowing wounds supply, 
 Redeeming love 1ms been my theme, 
 And shall be till I die. 
 
 5 And when this lisping, stam'ring tongue, 
 
 Lies silent in the grave, 
 Then in a nobler, sweeter song, 
 I'll sing thy power to save. 
 
 The Voice from Calvary. 8s. 7s. & 4s. 
 
 1 HARK ! the voice of love and mercy 
 
 Sounds aloud from Calvary ; 
 See ! — it rends Ihe rocks asunder — 
 
 Shakes the earth— and veils the sky; 
 "It is finished !" — 
 
 Hear the dying Savior cry. 
 
 2 " It is finished !" — ! what pleasure 
 
 Do these charming words afford ! 
 Heavenlv blessings without measure. 
 
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 Flow to us through Christ, the Lord; 
 "It is finished!"— 
 Saints the dying- words record. 
 
 3 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs ! 
 
 Join to sing the pleasing theme ; 
 All in earth and heaven uniting, 
 
 Join to praise Immanuel's name ; 
 Hallelujah !— 
 
 Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 
 
 51. Christ dying and rising again. L. M. 
 
 1 HE dies ! the Friend of sinners dies ! 
 
 Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around ! 
 A solemn darkness veils the skies ; 
 Asudden trembling shakes the ground. 
 
 2 Here's love and grief beyond degree, 
 
 The Lord of glory dies for men ! 
 But — lo! what sudden joys we see ! 
 Jesus, the dead, revives again. 
 
 3 The rising God forsakes the tomb ; 
 
 Up to His Father's court He flies ; 
 Cherubic legion? guard Him home, 
 And shout Him welcome to the skies. 
 
ADORATION. 45 
 
 52. The Savior on the Cross. L. M. 
 
 1 Stretched on the cross, the Savior dies ! 
 Hark ! his expiring groans arise : 
 
 See ! from his hands, his feet, his side, 
 Fast flows the sacred crimson tide ! 
 
 2 But life attends the dreadful sound, 
 And flows from every bleeding wound ; 
 The vital stream — how free it flows, 
 
 To save and cleanse his rebel foes ! 
 
 ■3 Can I survey this scene of wo, 
 
 Where mingling grief and wonder flow, 
 And yet my heart unmoved remain, 
 Insensible to love or pain? 
 
 4 Come, dearest Lord ! thy grace impart. 
 To warm this cold, this stupid heart ; 
 Till all its powers and passions move, 
 In melting grief and ardent love. 
 
 53. Crucifixion to the world. L. M. 
 
 1 When I survey the wondrous cross, 
 On which the Prince of Glory died, 
 My richest gain I count but loss, 
 And pour contempt on all my pride. 
 
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 2 Forbid it, Lord ! that I should boast. 
 
 Save in the death of Christ, my God;. 
 All the vain things that charm me most.. 
 I sacrifice them to his blood. 
 
 3 See — from his head, his hands, his feet, 
 
 Sorrow and love flow mingled down : 
 Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, 
 Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 
 
 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, 
 
 That were a present far too small ; 
 Love, so amazing, so divine, 
 
 Demands my soul, my life, my all. 
 
 54 The Pity and Love of Jesus. C. M, 
 
 1 HOW condescending and how kind 
 
 Was God's eternal Son ! 
 Our misery reached his heavenly mind. 
 And pity brought Him down. 
 
 2 He sunk beneath our heavy woes, 
 
 To raise us to his throne ; 
 There's not a gift his hand bestows. 
 But cost his heart a groan. 
 
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 3 Here let our hearts together melt, 
 While we his death record; 
 And with our joy for pardoned guilt, 
 Mourn that we pierced the Lord. 
 
 55, Jesus our Great High Priest. C. M. 
 
 1 COME, let us join our songs of praise 
 
 To our ascended Priest; 
 He entered heaven with all our names 
 Engraven on his breast. 
 
 2 Below He washed our guilt away, 
 
 By his atoning blood ; 
 Now He appears before the throne, 
 And pleads our cause with God. 
 
 3 gracious Savior, on my breast, 
 
 May thy dear name be worn; 
 A sacred ornament and guard — 
 Through endless ages borne. 
 
 5Q. Thanks for Providential Favors. C. M. 
 
 1 WHEN all thy mercies, my God ! 
 My rising soul surveys, 
 Transported with the view, I'm lost 
 In wonder,' love and praise. 
 
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 2 Ten thousand, thousand precious gifts 
 My daily thanks employ ; 
 Nor is the least a cheerful heart, 
 That tastes those gifts with joy. 
 
 «3 Through every period of my life, 
 Thy goodness I'll pursue ; 
 And after death in distant, worlds 
 The glorious theme renew. 
 
 4 Through all eternity, to Thee 
 A joyful song I'll raise ; 
 But O ! eternity's too short 
 To utter all thy praise. 
 
 57. The Nature of Prayer. C. M 
 
 1 PRAYER is the soul's sincere defire 
 Uttered or unexpressed ; 
 . The motion of a hidden fire 
 That trembles in the breast. 
 
 ,' Prayer is the burden of a sigh,, 
 The falling of a tear, 
 The upward glancing of an eye. 
 When none but God fs near> 
 
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 3 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, 
 The Christian's native air : 
 His watchword at the gates of death — 
 He enters heaven with prayer. 
 
 5 Thou ! by whom we come to God, 
 The life, the truth, the way — 
 The path of prayer Thyself hath trod— 
 Lord ! teach us how to pray. 
 
 58.' Prayer for Wisdom. C. M. 
 
 1 ALMIGHTY God ! in humble prayer, 
 
 To Thee our souls we lift ; 
 Do Thou our waiting minds prepare 
 For thy most needful gift. . 
 
 2 We ask not golden streams of wealth- 
 
 Along our path to flow ; 
 We ask not undecaying health, 
 Nor length of years below ; 
 
 3 We ask not honors, which an hour 
 
 May bring and take away ; 
 We ask not pleasure, pomp and power. 
 Lest we should go astray ; 
 
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 4 We ask for wisdom — Lord ! impart 
 The knowledge how to live ; 
 A wise and understanding heart, 
 To us, thy servants, give. 
 
 59. Coming to the Throne of Grace. S. M. 
 
 1 BEHOLD the throne of grace ! 
 
 The promise calls us near : 
 There Jesus shows a smiling face, 
 And waits to answer prayer. 
 
 2 Thine image, Lord ! bestow, 
 
 Thy presence and Ihy love ; 
 We ask to serve Thee here below, 
 And reign with Thee above. 
 
 4 Teach us to live by faith, 
 
 Conform our will to thine ; 
 Let us victorious be in death, 
 And then in glory shine. 
 
 (30. Pleading the Promises. C. M. 
 
 1 APPROACH, my soul ! the mercy-seat 
 Where Jesus answers prayer ; 
 There humbly fall before his feet, 
 For none can perish there. 
 
PETITION. 51 
 
 2 Thy promise is my only plea; 
 
 With this I venture nigh ; 
 Thou callest burdened souls to Thee. 
 And such, O Lord ! am I. 
 
 3 Be Thou my shield and hiding-place, 
 
 That sheltered near thy side ; 
 I may my fierce accuser face, 
 And tell Him, "Thou hast died." 
 
 4 ! wondrous love — to bleed and die. 
 To bear the cross and shame, 
 That; guilty sinners,, such as I, 
 Might plead thy gracious name ! 
 
 61. Importunity and Assurance. S. M 
 
 1 JESUS, who knows full well 
 
 The heart of every saint, 
 
 Invites us, all our griefs to tell 
 
 To pray, and never faint. 
 
 2 He bows his gracious ear — 
 
 We never plead in vain; 
 Then let us wait till He appear? 
 And pray, and pray again, 
 
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 3 Jesus, the Lord, will hear 
 
 His chosen when they cry ; 
 Yes, though He may awhile forbear, 
 He'll help them from on high. 
 
 4 Then let us earnest cry, 
 
 And never faint in prayer ; 
 • He sees, He hears, and from on high, 
 Will make our cause his care. 
 
 62. The Mercy Seat. L. M. 
 
 1 FROM every stormy wind that blows, 
 From every swelling tide of woes, 
 There is a calm, a sure retreat ; — 
 'Tis found beneath the Mercy-Seat. 
 
 2 There is a place where Jesus sheds 
 The oil of gladness on our heads, 
 A place of all on earth most sweet; 
 It is the blood-bought Mercy-Seat. 
 
 3 There is a scene where spirits blend, 
 Where friend holds fellowship with 
 
 friend ; 
 Though sundersd far, by faith they meet 
 Around one commom Mercy-Seat. 
 
PETITION. 53 
 
 4 There, there, on eagle wings we soar, 
 And sin and sense molest no more — 
 And "heaven comes down our souls to 
 
 greet, 
 And glory crowns the Mercy-Seat. 
 
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 (33. Prayer for needed Grace. C. M. 
 
 1 FATHER ! what'er of earthly bliss, 
 
 Thy sovereign will denies, 
 Accepted, at Thy throne of grace, 
 Let this petition rise ; 
 
 2 " Give us a calm, a thankful heart, 
 
 From every murmur free ; 
 The blessings of Thy grace impart, 
 And make us live to Thee. 
 
 3 "Let the sweet hope that we are thine, 
 
 Our life and death attend ; 
 Thy presence through our journey shine 
 And crown our journey's end." 
 
 64. The solemn inquiry. C. P. M. 
 
 1 THERE is no room for trifling here, 
 For worldly hope, or worldly fear 
 
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 If life so soon is gone; 
 If now the judge is at the door, 
 And all mankind must stand before 
 
 Th' inexorable throne. 
 
 2»No matter which my thoughts employ, 
 A moments misery or joy; — 
 
 But, oh ! when both shall end, 
 Where shall I find my destined place 1 
 Shall I my everlasting days 
 
 With fiends or angels spend 1 
 
 3 Nothing is worth a thought beneath, 
 But how I may escape the death 
 
 That never, never dies; 
 How make mine own election sure : 
 And when I fail on earth, secure 
 
 A mansion in the skies. 
 
 65. The Charge. S. M. 
 
 1 A CHARGE to keep I have, 
 
 A God to glorify ; 
 A never dying soul to save, 
 And fit it for the sky ! 
 
 2 Arm me with jealous care, 
 
 As in Thy sight to live ; 
 
SELF-EXAMINATION. 55 
 
 And oh ! thy servant, Lord ! prepare 
 A strict account to give. 
 
 3 Help me to watch and pray, 
 And on thy self rely, — 
 Assured, ifl[my trust betray, 
 I shall forever die ! 
 
 66. Secret Self-Examination. L. M. 
 
 1 THOU great God ! whose piercing eye 
 
 Distinctly marks each deep recess; — 
 In these sequestered hours draw nigh, 
 And with Thy presence fill the place. 
 
 2 Through all the windings of my heart, 
 
 My search let heavenly wisdom guide; 
 And still its radiant beams impart, 
 Till all be cleansed and purified. 
 
 3 ! with the visits of thy love, 
 
 Vouchsafe my inmost soul to cheer; 
 Till every grace shall join to prove, 
 That God has fixed his dwelling here. 
 
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 67. ' Lovest thou Me ? 7s. 
 
 1 HARK ! my soul it is the Lord ; 
 'Tis thy Savior — hear his word ; 
 Jesus speaks — He speaks to thee, — 
 " Say, poor sinner ! lovest thou Me 1 
 
 2 "I delivered thee, when bound, 
 
 And, when bleeding, healed thy wound; 
 Sought thee wandering, set thee right, 
 Turned thy darkness into light. 
 
 3 "Mine is an unchanging love, — 
 Higher than the heights above, 
 Deeper than the depths beneath," — 
 Free and faithful — strong as death. 
 
 4 "Thou shalt see my glory soon, 
 When the work of grace is done; 
 Partner of my throne shalt be; 
 Say, poor sinner ! lovest thou Me ? 
 
 68. A look from the Cross. CM. 
 
 1 I SAW one hanging on a tree, 
 In agony and blood; 
 He fixed his languid eyes on me, 
 As near the cross I stood. 
 
REPENTANCE. 57 
 
 2 0! never, till my latest breath 
 
 Shall I forget that look; 
 It seemed to charge me with his death, 
 Though not a word He spoke. 
 
 3 My conscience felt and owned the guilt; 
 
 It plugged me in despair; 
 I saw my sins his blood had spilt, 
 And helped to nail Him there. 
 
 t A second look He gave, that said. 
 "I freely all forgive; 
 This blood is for thy ransom paid — 
 I die that thou may'st live." 
 
 5 Thus, while his death my sin displays, 
 In all its blackest hue — 
 Such is the mystery of grace — 
 It seals my pardon too. 
 
 69. Repenting of Sin. S. M. 
 
 1 DID Christ o'er sinners weep ? 
 
 And shall onr cheeks be dry? 
 I ; et floods of penitential grief 
 Burst forth from every eye. 
 
 2 The Son of God in tears 
 
 The angels wondering see ! 
 
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 Be thou astonished, my soul ! 
 He shed those tears for thee. 
 
 3 He wept that we might weep : 
 Each sin demands a tear ; 
 In heaven alone no sin is found : 
 There is no weeping there. 
 
 70. Passing by Calvary. C. M. 
 
 1 AS near to Calvary I pass, 
 Methinks I see a bloody cross, 
 
 Where a poor victim hangs; 
 His flesh with rugged irons torn, 
 His holy soul with griefs o'erborne, 
 
 Gasping in dying pangs. 
 
 2 Surprised, the spectacle to see, 
 
 I asked, Who can this victim be, 
 
 In such exquisite pain? 
 Why thus consigned to woes 1 I cried ; 
 " I die," the bleeding Son replied, 
 
 " To save the world from sin." 
 
 3 Jesus for rebel mortal dies? 
 How can it be? my soul replies; 
 
 What ! Jesus die for me 'I 
 
REPENTANCE. 59 
 
 I 
 
 " Yes," saith the suffering Son of God, 
 " I give my life — I spill my blood, 
 For thee, poor soul, for thee." 
 
 4 Lord, since thy life Thou'st freely given, 
 To bring my wretched soul to heaven, 
 
 And bless me with thy love — 
 Low at thy feet I'll humbly fall, 
 Give Thee my life, my soul, my all, 
 
 And rise with Thee above. 
 
 71. Repenting at the Cross. C. M. 
 
 1 ALAS ! and did my Savior bleed i 
 
 And did my Sovereign die 1 
 Did He devote that sacred head, 
 For such a worm as I ] 
 
 2 Was it for crimes that I have done, 
 
 He groaned upon the tree ? 
 Amazing pity !— grace unknown ! 
 And love beyond degree ! 
 
 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, 
 
 And shut his glories in ; 
 When Christ the mighty Maker died, 
 For man, the creature sin. 
 
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 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face. 
 
 While his dear cross appears; 
 Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, 
 And melt my eyes to tears. 
 
 5 But floods of tears can ne'er repay 
 
 The debt of love I owe ; 
 Here, Lord, I give myself away — 
 'Tis all that I can do. 
 
 72. Pleading for Pardon. L. M. 
 
 1 SHOW pity, Lord ! Lord ! forgive ; 
 Let a repenting rebel live; 
 
 Are not thy mercies large and free ! 
 May a not sinner trust in Thee 1 
 
 2 0, wash my soul from every sin, 
 And make my guilty conscience clean ; 
 Here on my heart the burden lies, 
 And past offences pain mine eyes. 
 
 3 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath. 
 I must pronounce Thee just, in death ; 
 And if my soul were sent to hell, 
 
 Thy righteous law approves it well. 
 
CONFESSION. 61 
 
 4 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord ! 
 Whose hope, still ho/'ring round thy 
 
 word, 
 Would light on some sweet promise 
 
 there — 
 Some sure support against despair. 
 
 73. Confession of Sin. S. M. 
 
 1 NOT all the blood of beasts, 
 
 On Jewish altars slain, 
 Could give the guilty conscience peace, 
 Or wash away the stain. 
 
 2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, 
 
 Takes all our sins away ; 
 A sacrifice of nobler name 
 And richer blood than they. 
 
 3 My faith would lay her arm 
 
 On that dear head of thine, 
 
 While, like a penitent, 1 stand, 
 
 And there confess my sin. 
 
 4 Believing, we rejoice 
 
 To see the curse remove ; 
 We bless the Lamb, with cheerful voice, 
 And sing his bleeding love. 
 
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 74. Returning to Christ. C. M. 
 
 1 HOW oft, aks ! this wretched heart 
 
 Has wandered from the Lord ! 
 How oft my roving thoughts depart, 
 Forgetful of his word ! 
 
 2 Yet sovereign mercy calls — " Return ! " | 
 
 Dear Lord ! and may I come 1 
 My vile ingratitude I mourn ; 
 Oh ! take the wanderer home. 
 
 3 Thy pard'ning love — so free, so sweet — 
 
 Dear Savior, I adore ; 
 Oh ! keep me at thy sacred feet, 
 And let me rove no more. 
 
 75. Renouncing all for Christ. L. M. 
 
 1 NO more, my God ! I boast no more 
 
 Of all the duties I have done ; 
 I quit the hopes I held before, 
 To trust the merits of thy Son. 
 
 2 Now, for the love I bear his name, 
 
 What was my gain, I count my loss, 
 My former pride I call my shame, 
 And nail my glory to his cross. 
 
TRUST. 63 
 
 3 Yes, and I must, 1 will esteem 
 
 All things but loss for Jesus' sake ; 
 Oh ! may my soul be found in Him, 
 And of his righteousness partake. 
 
 76. Relying on the Promises. lis. 
 
 1 HOW firm a foundation, ye saints of the 
 
 Lord, 
 Is laid for your faith, in his excellent 
 
 word! 
 What more can He say, than to you He 
 
 hath said 1 — 
 You, who unto Jesus for refuge have fled. 
 
 2 Fear not — I am with thee. Oh ! be not 
 
 dismay'd, 
 For I am thy G-od, and will still give 
 
 thee aid ; 
 I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause 
 
 thee to stand, 
 Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent 
 
 hand. 
 
 3 E'en down to old age all my people shall 
 
 prove 
 My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable 
 love ; 
 
64 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 And when hoary hairs shall their temples 
 
 adorn, 
 Like lambs, they shall still in my bosom 
 
 be borne. 
 
 4 The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for 
 repose, 
 
 I can not, I will not desert to his foes ; 
 
 That soul, though all hell should endeav- 
 or to shake, 
 
 I'll never, no never! no, never forsake ! 
 
 77. Assurance of Faith. C. M. 
 
 1 I 'M not ashamed to own my Lord, 
 
 Or to defend his cause ; 
 Maintain the honor of his word, 
 The glory of his cross. 
 
 2 Jesus, my God ! I know his name, 
 
 His name is all my trust ; 
 Nor will He put my hopes to shame, 
 Or let my soul be lost. 
 
 3 Firm as his throne his promise stands ; 
 
 And He can well secure 
 What I've committed to his hands, 
 'Till the decisive hour. 
 
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 4 Then will He own ray worthless name, 
 Before his Father's face ; 
 And in the New Jerusalem 
 Appoint my, soul a place. 
 
 78. Confidence in Divine Grace, C. M. 
 
 1 AMAZING grace ! how sweet the sound 
 
 That saved a wretch like me I 
 I once was lost, but now am found, 
 Was blind, but now I see. 
 
 2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,, 
 
 'Twas grace my fears reliev'd ; 
 How precious did that grace appear, 
 The hour I first bcliev'd, 
 
 3 Through many dangers, toils and snares 
 
 I have already come ; 
 'Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far, 
 And grace will lead me home. 
 
 79. Confidence in Providence. C. M. 
 
 1 WHILE Thee I seek, protecting Power, 
 Be my vain wishes stilled ; 
 
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 And may ihis consecrated hour 
 With better hopes be filled : — 
 
 Thy love the power of thought bestow'd* 
 To thee my thoughts would soar : 
 
 Thy mercy o'er my lile has flowed — 
 That mercy I adore. 
 
 2 In each event of life, how clear 
 
 Thy ruling hand I see ; 
 Each blessing to my soul more dear, 
 
 Because conferred by thee : 
 In every joy that crowns my days, 
 
 In every pain I bear, 
 My heart shall find delight in praise, 
 
 Or seek relief in prayer. 
 
 3 When gladness wings my favor 'tl hour. 
 
 Thy love my breast shall fill; 
 Resign'd, when storms of sorrow lower r 
 
 My soul shall meet thy will : 
 My lifted eye without a tear, s 
 
 The gathering storm shall see ; 
 My steadfast heart shall know no fear; — 
 
 That heart shall rest on thee. 
 
 80. God, the Pilgrim's Guide. 8s. 7s. & 4». 
 
 1 GUIDE me, thou great Jehovah 
 Prilgrim through this barren land ," 
 
TRUST. 69 
 
 1 am weak, but thou art mighty; 
 
 Hold me with thy powerful hand; 
 Bread of heaven ! 
 
 Feed me till 1 want no more. 
 
 2 Open, Lord ! the crystal fountain, 
 
 Whence the healing 1 waters flow ; 
 Let the fiery cloudy pillar 
 
 Lead me all my journey through ; 
 
 Strong Deliverer ! 
 Be Thou my strength and shield. 
 
 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, 
 
 Bid my anxious tears subside ; 
 Bear me o'er the raging billows, 
 
 Land me safe on Canaan's side ; 
 Songs of praises, 
 
 I will ever give to Thee. 
 
 81. God the Christian's Provider. L. M, 
 
 1 PEACE, troubled soul ! thou need'st not 
 Thy great Provider still is near, [fear, 
 Who led thee last, will feed thee still ; 
 Be calm and sink into his will. 
 
 2 The ravens daily He doth feed, 
 
 And sends them food as they have need. 
 
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 Although they nothing have in store* 
 Yet as they lack he gives them more* 
 
 3 Then do not seek with anxious care, 
 What ye shall eat, or drink, or wear; 
 Your lleavenly Father will you feed, 
 He knows that all these things you need 
 
 82. Christ the Way to Heaven. L. M« 
 
 1 JESUS, my all, to heaven is gone — 
 He whom 1 fix my hopes upon : 
 His track I see, and I'll pursue 
 The narrow way, till Him I view. 
 
 2 This is the way I long have sought, 
 And mourned because 1 found it not ; 
 Till lale I heard my Savior say, 
 
 " Come hither, soul ! I am the way." 
 
 3 Lo ! glad I come, and Thou, blest Lamb ! 
 Shalt take me to Thee as I am ; 
 
 My sinful self to Thee I give — 
 Nothing but love shall 1 receive. 
 
 S3. Christ the Great Physician. 7s. & 6s. 
 
 1 HOW lost was my condition, 
 Till Jesus made me whole ; 
 
TRUST. 67 
 
 There is but one Physician 
 
 Can save a ruined soul ! 
 Nigh unto death He found me, 
 
 And snatched me from the grave, 
 To show to all around me 
 
 His wond'rous power to 9ave. 
 
 A dying, risen Jesus, 
 
 Seen by the eye of faith, 
 At once from danger frees us, 
 
 And saves the soul from death ; 
 Then come to this Physician, 
 
 For life He'll freely give ; 
 He makes no hard condition : 
 
 'Tis only — look, and live 
 
 84. Jtesus the only Refuge. 7s, 
 
 1 JESUS, lover of my soul ! 
 
 Let me to Ihy bosom fly, 
 When the billows near me roll, 
 
 When the tempest still is high ; 
 Hide me, O my Savior ! hide, 
 
 Till the storm of life be past ; 
 Safe into the haven guide — 
 
 Oh ! receive mv soul at last. 
 
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 2 Other refuge have I none — 
 
 Hangs my helpless soul on Thee ; 
 Leave, ah ! leave me not alone ; 
 
 Still support and comfort me. 
 All my trust on Thee is stayed, 
 
 All my halp from Thee I bring; 
 Cover my defenceless head 
 
 With the shadow of ihy wing. 
 
 3 Plenteous grace with Thee is found — 
 
 Grace to pardon all my sin ; 
 Let the healing streams abound, 
 
 Make and keep me pure within. 
 Thou of life the fountain art, 
 
 Freely let me take of Thee ; 
 Spring Thou up within my heart, 
 
 Rise to all eternity. 
 
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 S5. Christ the Rock of Ages. 7s. 61. 
 
 1 ROCK of Ages, cleft lor me ! 
 Let me hide myself in Thee ; 
 Let the water and the blood, 
 From thy wounded side that flow'd, 
 Be of sin the periect cure ; 
 Save me, Lord ! and make me pure. 
 
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 2 Should my tears forever flow, 
 Should my zeal no languor know, 
 This for sin could not atone ; 
 Thou must save, and Thou alone : 
 In my hand no price I bring — 
 Simply to thy cross I cling. 
 
 3 While 1 draw this fleeting breath, 
 When mine eye-lids close in death, 
 When I rise to worlds unknown, 
 And behold Thee on thy throne, 
 Rock of Ages, cleft for me ! 
 
 Let me hide myself in Thee. 
 
 86. Abiding in Christ. CM. 
 
 1 TO whom, my Savior ! shall I go, 
 
 If I depart from Thee? 
 My guide through all the vale of woe, 
 And more than all to me. 
 
 2 The world rejects thy gentle reign, 
 
 And pays thy death with scorn ; 
 Oh ! they could plat thy crown again, 
 And sharpen every thorn. 
 
 3 But I have felt thy dying love 
 
 Breathe gently through my heart, 
 
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 To whisper hope of joys above — 
 And can we ever part? 
 
 87. Sitting at the Cross. 8s. & 7s, 
 
 1 SWEET the moments, rich in blessing, 
 
 Which before the cross I spend ; 
 Life anp 1 health and peace possessing, 
 From the sinner's dying friend. 
 
 2 Love and grief my heart dividing. 
 
 With my tears his feet I'll bathe ; 
 Constant still in faith abiding, 
 Life deriving from his death. 
 
 3 Truly blessed is this station; 
 
 Low before the cross I'll lie ; 
 
 While I see Divine compassion 
 
 Beaming in the Victim's eye. 
 
 4 Here I'll sit, forever viewing 
 
 Mercy streaming in his blood ; 
 Precious drops my soul bedewing, 
 Plead and claim my peace with God. 
 
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 88. Redeeming Love. 8s. & 7s. 
 
 1 COME, thou Fount of every blessing ! 
 
 Tune my heart to grateful lays ; 
 Streams of mercy never ceasing, 
 Call for songs of loudest praise. 
 
 2 Teach me some melodious measure, 
 
 Sung by raptured saints above ; 
 Fill my soul with sacred pleasure, 
 While I sing redeeming love. 
 
 3 Jesus sought me when a stranger, 
 
 Wandering from the fold of God ; 
 He to save my soul from danger, 
 Interposed his precious blood. 
 
 4 Oh ! to grace how great a debtor 
 
 Daily I'm constrained to be ! 
 Let thy grace, Lord, like a fetter, 
 Bind my wandering heart to Thee. 
 
 5 Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it ; 
 
 Prone to leave the Lord I love ; 
 Here's my heart : oh ! take and seal it ; 
 Seal it from thy courts above. 
 
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 89. Love to Christ. 8s. 
 
 1 MY gracious Redeemer I love, 
 
 His praises aloud I'll proclaim, 
 And join with the armies above, 
 
 To chant his adorable name ; 
 To gaze on his glories Divine, 
 
 Shall be my eternal employ ; 
 To see them incessantly shine, 
 
 My boundless, ineffable joy. 
 
 2 Ye palaces, scepters and crowns, 
 
 Your pride with disdain I survey; 
 Your pomps are but shadows and sounds, 
 
 That pass in a moment away ; 
 The crown that my Savior bestows, 
 
 Yon permanent sun will outshine ; 
 My joy everlastingly flows — 
 
 My G-od, my Redeemer, is mine. 
 
 90. First Love. 5s. & 8s. 
 
 1 HOW happy are they, 
 Who their Savior obey, 
 
 And have laid up their treasures above ; 
 ! what tongue can express 
 The sweet comfort and peace 
 
 Of a soul in its earliest love. 
 
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 2 'Tis heaven below, 
 
 My Redeemer to know; 
 And the angels could do nothing more 
 
 Than to fall at his feet, 
 
 And the story repeat, 
 And the Lover of Sinners adore. 
 
 3 Yes, all the day long, 
 Is Jesus my song, 
 
 And redemption through faith in his name, 
 
 0, that all might believe, 
 
 And salvation receive, 
 And their song and their joy be the same, 
 
 91. A Miracle of Grace. 8s.&7s. 
 
 1 HAIL ! my ever-blessed Jesus! 
 
 Only Thee I wish to sing ; 
 To my soul thy name is precious, - 
 
 Thou, my Prophet, Priest and King ; 
 Oh, what mercy flows from heaven, 
 
 Oh, what joy and happiness ! 
 Love I much ? — I've much forgiven — 
 
 I r m a miracle of grace. 
 
 2 Once, with Adam's race in ruin, 
 
 Unconcerned in sin 1 lay ; 
 Swift destruction still pursuing, 
 Till my Savior passed that way : 
 
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 That blest moment I received Him, 
 Filled my soul with joy and peace ; 
 
 Love I much 1 — I've much forgiven — 
 lam a miracle of grace. 
 
 92. Grace celebrated. S. M- 
 
 1 GRACE ! — 'tis a charming sound — 
 
 Harmonious to the ear ; 
 Heaven with the echo shall resound, 
 And all the earth shall hear. 
 
 2 Grace led my roving feet 
 
 To tread the heavenly road ; 
 And new supplies each hour I meet, 
 While pressing on to God. 
 
 3 Grace oil the work shall crown, 
 
 Through everlasting days ; 
 It lays in heaven the topmost stone, 
 And well deserves the praise. 
 
 93. God is Love.— Tune, "All is well." 
 
 1 WHAT sound is this 1 a song through 
 heaven resounding, 
 God is love. 
 
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 And now from earth I hear the song re- 
 bounding, 
 
 Go d is love ! 
 Yes, while adoring hosts proclaim, 
 Love is his nature, love his name, — 
 My soul in rapture cries the same — 
 God is love! 
 
 2 This heavenly love all round is sweetly 
 
 flowing, 
 
 God is love. 
 And in my heart the sacred fire is glow- 
 ing, 
 
 God is love ! 
 *That God is love, I know full well — 
 And had I power his love to tell, 
 With loudest note my song should swell: 
 God is Love! 
 
 3 This song repeat, repeat ye saints in 
 
 God is love! [glory — 
 
 And saints on earth shout back the 
 pleasing story, 
 
 God is love! 
 In this let heaven and earth agree, 
 To sound his love both full and free, 
 And let the theme forever be — 
 
 God is love! 
 
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 94. Christian Love. S. M. 
 
 1 BLEST be the tie that binds 
 
 Our hearts in Christian love ; 
 The fellowship of kindred minds 
 Is like to that above. 
 
 2 Before our Father's throne, 
 
 We pour our ardent prayers ; 
 Our fears, our hopes, our, aims are one, 
 Our comforts and our cares. 
 
 3 But soon, from toil and pain, 
 
 And tears, we shall be free : 
 And perfect love and friendship reign I 
 Through all eternity. 
 
 95. Brotherly Love. C. M. 
 
 1 HOW sweet and heavenly is the sight, 
 
 When those who love the Lord, 
 In one another's peace delight, 
 And so fulfill his word ! 
 
 2 Oh ! may we feel each brother's sigh, 
 
 And with him bear a part; 
 May sorrow flow from eye, 
 And joy from heart to heart. 
 
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 3 Let love, in one delightful stream, 
 
 Through every bosom flow ; 
 Let union sweet, and dear esteem, 
 In every action glow. 
 
 4 Love is the golden chain that binds 
 
 The happy souls above ; 
 And he's an heir of heaven who finds 
 His bosom glow with love. 
 
 96. Meeting in Heaven. 
 
 Air— "Auld Lang Syne." 
 
 1 HAIL ! sweetest, dearest tie that binds 
 
 Our glowing hearts in love ; 
 Hail ! sacred hope that lifts our minds 
 To brighter worlds above. 
 It is the hope j the blissful hope, 
 
 Which Jesus'' grace has given, — 
 The hope when days and years are past 
 
 We all shall meet in heaven: 
 We all shall meet in heaven at last, 
 
 We all shall meet in heaven, 
 The hope when days, $c. 
 
 2 What, though the northern wintry blast, 
 
 Shall howl around our'cot ; 
 
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 What ! though beneath an eastern sun, 
 Be cast our distnnt lot? 
 
 Yet still we share the blissful hope, §c. 
 
 3 From Burmah's shores, from Afric's 
 
 strand, 
 From India's burning plain, 
 From Europe, from Columbia's land, 
 We hope to meet again. 
 
 The sacred hope, the blissful hope, Sjc. 
 
 4 INo lingering look, no parting sigh, 
 
 Our future meeting knows : 
 There friendship beams from eye to eye, 
 And hope immortal grows. 
 
 The glorious hope, the blissful hope, $c. 
 
 97. Heavenly Joy on Earth. S. M. 
 
 1 COME, ye who love the Lord ! 
 
 And let your joys be known : 
 Join in a song of sweet accord, 
 And thus surround the throne. 
 
 2 Let those refuse to sing, 
 
 Who never knew our God : 
 But children of the heavenly King 
 May speak'their joys abroad. 
 
JOY. 
 
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 3 The hill of Zion yields 
 
 A thousand sacred sweets, 
 Before we reach the heavenly fields, 
 Or walk the golden streets. 
 
 4 Then let our songs abound. 
 
 And every tear be dry ; 
 We're marching through InimanuePs 
 ground, 
 To fairer worlds on high. 
 
 98. Rejoicing as Pilgrims. 7s. 
 
 1 CHILDREN of the heavenly King! 
 As ye journey, sweetly sing; 
 Sing your Savior's worthy praise, 
 Glorious in his works and ways. 
 
 2 Ye are traveling home to God, 
 In the way your fathers trod ; 
 They are happy now, and ye 
 Soon their happiness shall see. 
 
 3 Shout, ye little flock, and blest; 
 You on Jesus' throne shall rest ; 
 There, your seat is now prepared — 
 There, your kingdom and reward* 
 
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 99. The Good Shepherd. lis. & 10s„. 
 
 1 THE Lord is my Shepherd ; He makes 
 
 me repose, 
 
 Where ihe pastures in beauty are- 
 growing ; 
 He leads me afar from the world and its- 
 woes, 
 
 Where in peace the still waters are 
 flowing. 
 
 2 He strengthens my spirit, He shows me 
 
 the path, 
 Where the arms of His love shall en- 
 fold me : 
 And when I walk through the dark val- 
 ley of death, 
 His rod and His staff will uphold me. 
 
 100. The Faithful Shepherd. L, M. 61s. 
 
 1 THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, 
 And feed me with a Shepherd's care ; 
 His presence shall my wants supply, 
 And guard me with a watchful eye ; 
 My noon-day walks He will attend, 
 And all my midnight hours defend.. 
 
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 ■2 Though 'in the paths of death I tread, 
 With gloomy horrors overspread, 
 My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, 
 For thou, Lord ! art with me still ; 
 Thy friendly rod shall give me aid, 
 And guide me through the dreadful shade 
 
 101. The Watchful Shepherd. CM. 
 
 1 MY Shepherd will supply rny need, 
 
 Jehovah is his name ; 
 In pastures fresh He makes me feed, 
 Beside the living stream. 
 
 2 He brings my wandering spirit back* 
 
 When I forsake his ways ; 
 And leads me for his mercy's sake, 
 In paths of truth and grace. 
 
 3 The sure provisions of my God 
 
 Attend me all my days ; 
 Oh ! may thy house be mine abode, 
 And all my work be praise. 
 
 4 There would I find a settled rest, 
 
 While others go and come ; 
 No more a stranger or a guest* 
 But like a child at home. 
 
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 102. The Kind Shepherd. S. M. 
 
 i THE Lord my Shepherd is, 
 I shall be well supplied : 
 Since He is mine, and I am His* 
 What can I want beside 1 
 
 2 He leads me to the place 
 
 Where heavenly pasture grows. 
 Where living waters gently pass, 
 And full salvation flows. 
 
 3 Dear Shepherd ! if I stray, 
 
 My wandering feet restore ; 
 And guard me with Thy watchful eye, 
 And let me rove no more. 
 
 103. Vigilance Enjoined. S. M- 
 
 1 MY soul ! be on thy guard I 
 
 Ten thousand foes arise ; 
 The hosts of sin are pressing hard,. 
 To draw thee from the skies. 
 
 2 0, watch, and fight, and pray;— 
 
 The battle ne'er give o'er. 
 Renew it boldly, day by day, 
 And help divine implore. 
 
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 3 Ne'er think the victory won, 
 Nor lay thine armor down ; 
 Thine arduous work 'will not be done, 
 Till thou obtain thy crown. 
 
 104. Watchfulness and Prayer. CM. 
 
 1 ALAS ! what hourly dangers rise, 
 
 What snares beset my way ! 
 To heaven, oh, let me lift mine eyes, 
 And hourly watch and pray. 
 
 2 Lord ! increase my faith and hope, 
 
 When foes and fears prevail ; 
 
 And bear my fainting spirit up, 
 
 Or soon my strength will fail. 
 
 3 Oh ! keep me in Ihe heavenly way, 
 
 And bid the tempter flee ; 
 
 And never, never let me stray 
 
 From happiness and Thee. 
 
 105. Hope encouraged. 6s. & 5s. Peculiar, 
 
 1 WHY that look of sadness? 
 Why that downcast eye 1 
 
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 Can no thought of gladness 
 
 Lift thy soul on high ? 
 ihou heir of heaven ! 
 
 Think of Jesus' love ; 
 While to thee is given 
 
 All his grace to prove. 
 
 2 Is thy burden'd spirit 
 
 Agonized for sin ? 
 Think of Jesus 1 merit; 
 
 He can make thee clean ; 
 Think of Galv'ry's mountain, 
 
 Where his blood was spilt ; 
 In that precious fountain, 
 
 Wash away thy guilt. 
 
 3 Is thy spirit drooping? 
 
 Is the tempter near? 
 Still in Jesus hoping, 
 
 What hast thou to fear' 
 Set the prize before thee, 
 
 Gird thy armor on ; — 
 Heir of grace and glory, 
 
 Struggle for thy crown. 
 
 106. Look to Jesus. 3s. 7s. & 4s. 
 
 1 MY soul ! what means this sadness? 
 Wherefore art thou thus cast down ? 
 
TEMF1ATI0N AND VFJTOEY. b-i 
 
 Let thy grief be turned to gladness, 
 Bid thy restless fear be gone ; 
 Look to Jesus, — 
 Put thy trust in Him alone. 
 
 2 Though temptations now nssail thee, 
 And thou tread'st a thorny road, 
 His right hand shall still defend thee ; 
 Soon he'll bring thee home to God : 
 Look to Jesus, — 
 Thoushalt conquer through his blood. 
 
 1 07. Christ our Example m suffering. 7s. 6s. 
 
 1 GO to dark Gethsemane, 
 
 Ye that feel the tempter's power ! 
 Your Redeemer's conflict see, 
 
 Watch with Him one bitter hour ; 
 Turn not from his griefs away, 
 Learn of Jesus Christ to pray. 
 
 2 Follow to the judgment-hall, 
 
 View the Lord of Life arraigned ; 
 Oh ! the wormwood and the gall : 
 
 Oh ! the pangs his soul sustained : 
 Shun not suffering, shame nor loss ; 
 Learn of him to hear the cross. 
 
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 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 3 Calv'ry's mournful mountain climb ; 
 There — adoring at his feet, 
 Mark that miracle of time — 
 
 God's own sacrifice complete : 
 " It is finished " — hear Him cry; 
 Learn of Jesus Christ to die. 
 
 1 08. Jesus, in Gethsemane. 8s. & 7s. 
 
 1 BEHOLD, where Cedron's waters flow — 
 Behold the suffering Savior go, 
 
 To sad Gethsemane ! 
 His countenance is all divine, 
 Yet grief appears in every line. 
 
 2 He bows beneath the sins of men, 
 He cries to God, and cries again, 
 
 In sad Gethsemane ; 
 He lifts his mournful eyes above — 
 •'My Father! can this cup remove ?" 
 
 3 With gentle resignation still, 
 He yielded to his Father's will, 
 
 In sad Gethsemane ; 
 "Behold me here, thine only Son, 
 And, father I let thy will be done." 
 
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 4 When storms of sorrow round us sweep, 
 And scenes of anguish make us weep, 
 
 To sad Gethsemane 
 We'll look, and see the Savior there, — 
 Then humbly bow like Him in prayer. 
 
 109. Bearing the Cross. C. M. 
 
 1 MUST Jesus bear the cross alone, 
 
 And all the world go free ? 
 No, there's a cross for every one, 
 And there's a cross for me. 
 
 2 How happy are the saints above, 
 
 Who once went sorrowing here; 
 But now they taste unmingled love, 
 And joy without a tear. 
 
 3 The consecrated cross I'll bear, 
 
 Till from the cross I'm free, — 
 And then go home my crown to wear, 
 For there's a crown for me. 
 
 110. Boldness Inspired. L. M. 
 
 1 STAND up my soul ! shake off thy fears, 
 And gird the gospel armor on ; 
 
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 March to the gates of endless joy, 
 Where Jesus, thy great Captain's gone* 
 
 2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course ; 
 
 But hell and sin are vanquished foes: 
 Thy Jesus nailed them to the cross, 
 And sung the triumph when He rose. 
 
 3 Then let my soul march boldly on, 
 
 Press forward to the heavenly gate ; 
 There peace and joy eternal reign, 
 And glittering robes for conquerors 
 wait. 
 
 4 There shall I wear a starry crocvn. 
 
 And triumph in Almighty grace ; 
 While all the armies of the skies, 
 Join in my glorious Leader's praise. 
 
 HI. Overcoming the World. C f P. M. 
 
 1 TELL me no more of earthly toys, 
 Of sinful mirth and carnal joys, 
 
 The things I loved before : 
 Let me but view my Savior's face, 
 And feel his animating grace, 
 
 And I desire no more. 
 
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 2 Tell me no more of praise and wealth, 
 Tell me no more of ease and health, 
 
 For these have all their snares: 
 Let me but know my sins forgiven, 
 But see my name enrolled in heaven, 
 
 And I am free from cares. 
 
 3 Give me the Bible in my hand, 
 A heart to read and understand, 
 
 And faith to trust his word — 
 Then I'll pursue the narrow way, 
 Nor friends nor foes shall tempt to stray 
 
 From Christ, my blessed Lord ! 
 
 112. Perfect Rest in Heaven. P. 
 
 Air — "Long, long ago." 
 
 1 HERE o'er the earth as a stranger I 
 roam, 
 Here is no rest — here is no rest ; 
 Here as a pilgrim I wander alone, 
 
 Yet I am blest — I am blest; 
 For I look forward to that glorious day, 
 When pain and sorrow will vanish away ; 
 
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 My heart doth leap when I hear Jesus 
 say, 
 There, there is rest— there is rest. 
 
 2 Here are temptations and trials severe ; 
 
 Here is no rest — here is no rest : 
 Here I must part with the friends I hold 
 dear, 
 Yet I am blest — I am blest: 
 Sweet is the promise I read in his word, 
 Blessed are they who have died in the 
 
 Lord : 
 They have been called to receive their 
 reward : 
 There, there is rest — there is rest. 
 
 3 This world of cares is a wilderness state ; 
 
 Here is no rest — here is no rest: 
 Here I must bear from the world all its 
 hate, 
 Yel I am blest — 1 am blest ; 
 Soon 1 shall be from the wicked releas'd, 
 Soon shall the weary forever be blest, 
 Soon shall I lean on my dear Savior's 
 breast: 
 There, there is rest — there is rest. 
 
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 113. Walking with God. C. M. 
 
 1 OH ! for a closer walk with God, 
 
 A calm and heavenly frame : 
 A light to shine upon the road 
 That leads me to the Lamb ! 
 
 2 Return, O holy Dove ! return, 
 
 Sweet Messenger of rest ! 
 I hate the sins that made Thee mourn, 
 And drove Thee from my breast. 
 
 4 The dearest idol I have known, 
 Whate'er that idol be, 
 Help me to tear it from thy throne, 
 And worship only Thee. 
 
 4 So shall my walk be close with God — 
 Calm and serene my frame; 
 So purer light shall mark the road 
 That leads me to the Lamb. 
 
 114. Dying to Sin. S. M. 
 
 1 SHALL we go on tcrfcin, 
 
 .Because thy grace abounds 1 
 
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 Or crucify the Lord again, 
 And open all his wounds ? 
 
 2 Forbid it, mighty God ! 
 
 Nor let it e'er be said, 
 That we, whose sins are crucified, 
 Should raise them from the dead. 
 
 3 We will be slaves no more, 
 
 Since Christ has made us free — 
 Has nailed our tyrants to the cross, 
 And bought our liberty. 
 
 115. Who are Blest? L. M. 
 
 1 BLEST are the humble souls that see 
 Their emptiness and poverty ; 
 Treasures of grace to them are given, 
 And crowns of joy laid up in heaven. 
 
 2 Blest are the men of broken heart, 
 Who mourn for sin with inward smart; 
 The blood of Christ divinely flows, 
 
 A healing balm for all their woes. 
 
 3 Blest are the*«ouls that thirst for grace, 
 Hunger and long for righteousness; 
 
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 They shall be well supplied, and fed 
 With living streams and living bread. 
 
 4 Blest are the pure, whose hearts are 
 clean 
 From the defiling power of sin ; 
 With endless pleasure they shall see 
 A God of spotless purity. 
 
 116. Privileges of Adoption. 7s. 6r. 
 
 1 BLESSED are the sons of God ; 
 They are bought with Jesus' blood ; 
 They are ransomed from the grave ; — 
 Life eternal they shall have. 
 
 With them numbered may we be, 
 Here and in eternity. 
 
 2 They are justified by grace; 
 They enjoy the Savior's peace; 
 All their sins are washed away ; 
 They shall stand in God's great day. 
 With them numbered may we be, 
 Here and in eternity. 
 
 3 They produce the fruits of grja.ce, 
 In the works of righteousness ; 
 
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 They are harmless, meek and mild, 
 Holy, blameless, undefiled; 
 With them numbered may we be, 
 Here and in eternity. 
 
 117. The Holy Spirit a Sanctifier. S. M. 
 
 1 COME, Holy Spirit ! come, 
 
 Let thy bright beams arise; 
 Dispel the sorrow from our minds, 
 The darkness from our eyes. 
 
 2 Convince us of our sin, 
 
 Then lead to Jesus' blood ; 
 And to our wondering view reveal 
 The secret love of God. 
 
 3 'Tis thine to cleanse the heart, 
 
 To sanctify the soul, 
 To pour fresh life in every part, 
 And new-create the whole. 
 
 US. The Spirit— Love, Joy and Peace. 7s. 
 
 1 GRACIOUS Spirit! Love divine! 
 Let thy light within pe shine ; 
 
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 All my guilty fears remove, 
 Fill me with thy heavenly love. 
 
 2 Life and peace to me impart, 
 Seal salvation to my heart ; 
 Breathe Thyself into my breast — 
 Earnest of immortal rest. 
 
 3 Let me never from Thee stray, 
 Keep me in the narrow way; 
 Fill my soul with joy divine, 
 Keep me, Lord! forever thine. 
 
 119. The Guidance of the Spirit. L. M. 
 
 1 COME, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove ! 
 With light and comfort from above; 
 
 Be Thou our Guardian, Thou our Guide ! 
 O'er every thought and step preside. 
 
 2 Lead us to holiness — the road 
 
 That we must take fo dwell with God; 
 Lead us to Christ, the living Way, 
 Nor let us from his precepts stray. 
 
 3 Lead us to God, our final Rest, 
 To be with Him forever blest: 
 Lead us to heaven, its bliss to share, 
 And drink our fill of pleasures there. 
 
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 120. The Example of Christ. L. JVL 
 
 1 MY dear Redeemer and my Lord. 
 I read my duty in thy word ; 
 
 But in thy life the law appears, 
 Drawn out in living characters. 
 
 2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, 
 Such deference to thy Father's will, 
 Such love and meekness so divine — 
 
 I would transcribe and make them mine. 
 
 3 Cold mountains and the midnight air 
 Witnessed thy fervor of thy prayer; 
 The desert the temptations knew, 
 Thy conflict and ihy victory too. 
 
 4 Be Thou my Pattern ; — make me bear 
 More of thy gracious imaga here; 
 Then God, the Judge, shall own my name, 
 Among the JolPwers of the Lamb. 
 
 121. Likeness to Christ. Is. 
 
 1 JESUS, Lord ! we look to Thee ; 
 Let us in thy name agree, 
 While we ask supplies of grace, 
 0, Thou gracious Prince of Peace !. 
 
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 2 Make us one in heart and mind, 
 Courteous, pitiful and kind, 
 Lowly, rneek in thought and word, 
 Wholly like our blessed Lord. 
 
 3 Let us each for others care, 
 Each his brother's burden bear ; 
 To thy church a pattern give, 
 Showing how believers live. 
 
 4 Let us, then, with joy remove 
 To thy family above ; 
 
 On the wings of angels fly, 
 Showing how believers die. 
 
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 L122. Christ Reigning in the Heart. 7s. 
 
 1 LORD ! I come to Thee for rest, 
 Take possession of my breast; 
 There thy sovereign right maintain, 
 And without a rival, reign. 
 
 2 While I am a pilgrim here, 
 Let thy love my spirit cheer ; 
 
 Be my Guide, my Guard, my Friend; 
 Lead me to my journey's end. 
 
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 3 Show me what I have to do, 
 Every hour my strength renew; 
 Lei me live a life or failh, 
 Let me die thy people's death. 
 
 123. Christ's Presence in Heaven. CM. 
 
 1 JESUS hath died that I might live, 
 
 Might live to God alone; 
 In Him eternal life receive, 
 And be in spirit one. 
 
 2 Savior ! [ thank Thee for thy grace, 
 
 The gift unspeakable ; 
 And wait with arms of faith t' embrace, 
 And all thy love to feel. 
 
 3 Give me Thyself; — from every boast, 
 
 From every wish set free, 
 Lei all I am in Thee be lost, 
 But give Thyself to me. 
 
 4 Thy gifts, alas! can not suffice, 
 
 Unless Thyself be given; 
 Thy presence makes my paradise, 
 And where Thou art is heaven. 
 
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 124. Pleading for Holiness. 7s. & (5s. 
 
 1 LAMB of God ! whose bleeding love 
 
 We now recall to mind, 
 Send the answer from above, 
 
 And let us mercy find ; 
 Think on us who think on Thee — 
 
 Every burdened soul release; 
 Oh ! remember Calvary, 
 
 And bid us go in peace. 
 
 2 Can we ever hence depart, 
 
 Till Thou our wants relieve 1 
 Write forgiveness on our heart, 
 
 And all thine image give ; 
 Still our soul shall cry to Thee, 
 
 Till renewed in holiness; 
 Oh ! remember Calvary, 
 
 And bid us go in peace. 
 
 125. Christ our Salvation. 6s. & 4s. 
 
 1 MY faith looks up to Thee, 
 Thou Lamb of Calvary! 
 
 Savior divine ! 
 Now hear me while I pray ; 
 Take all my guilt away; 
 
102 SOCIAL AND S. S. H7HN&. 
 
 Oh r let me from this day 
 Be wholly thine. 
 
 2 May thy rich grace impart 
 Strength to my fainting heart? 
 
 My zeal inspire; 
 As Thou hast died for me, 
 Oh ! may my love for Thee, 
 Pure, warm, and changeless be— 
 
 A living fire* 
 
 % While lifers dark maze I tread,. 
 And griefs around me spread, 
 
 Be Thou my Guide ; 
 Bid darkness turn to day, 
 Wipe sorrow's tears away^ 
 Nor let me ever stray 
 
 From Thee aside. 
 
 4 When ends life's transient dream?. 
 When Death's cold, sullen stream. 
 
 Shall o'er me roll, 
 Blest Savior I then in love, 
 Fear and distrust remove ; 
 Oh ! bear me safe above — 
 
 A ransomed souL 
 
CONSECRATION. IGSv 
 
 126. Forsaking all for Christ. 8s. & 7s, 
 
 1 JESUS ! I my cross liave taken, 
 
 All to leave and follow Thee ; 
 Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, 
 
 Thou from hence my All shall be; 
 Perish every fond ambition, — 
 
 All I've sought, or hoped, or known 
 Yet how rich is my condition, — 
 
 God and heaven are still my own ! 
 
 2 Perish earthly fame and treasure ! 
 
 Come, disaster, scorn, and pain I 
 In thy service, pain is pleasure ; 
 
 With thy favor life is gain ; 
 Oh ! 'tis net in grief to harm me, 
 
 While thy love is left tome; 
 Oh ! 'twere not in joy to charm me, 
 
 Were that joy unmixed with Thee. 
 
 127. Stlf-dedic. C. M, 
 
 1 WELCOME, O Savior to my heart ; 
 Possess thy humble throne ; 
 Bid every rival hence depart, 
 And claim me for thine own. 
 
104 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 2 The world and Satan f forsake, — 
 
 To Thee I all resign ;' 
 My longing heart, O Jesus ! take, 
 And till with love divine. 
 
 3 Oh ! may I never turn aside, 
 
 Nor from thy bosom flee ; 
 Let nothing here my heart divide,- 
 I give it all to Thee. 
 
 123. Entire dedication. 8s. 7s. 4s 
 
 1 WELCOME, welcome, dear Redeemer 
 Welcome to this heart of mine ; 
 Lord ! I make a full surrender, 
 
 Every power and thought be thine; 
 
 Thine entirely, — 
 Through eternal ages thine. 
 
 Known to all to be thy mansion, 
 Earth and hell will disappear; 
 
 Or in vain attempt possession, 
 
 When t!(>v find ihe Lord is here: 
 
 Shout, 6 Zion! 
 Shout, 1 1 saints ! the Lord is here. 
 
SANCTIFICATION. 105 
 
 129. Self -consecration. L. M. 
 
 1 LORD ! I am fhine, entirely thine, 
 Purchased and saved by blood divine ; 
 With full consent thine I would be, 
 And own thy sovereign right in me. 
 
 2 Thee, my new Master, now I call, 
 And consecrate to Thee my ali ; 
 Lord ! let me live and die to Thee, — 
 Be thine through all eternity. 
 
 130. Entire Consecration. L. M. 
 
 1 NOW I resolve with all my heart, 
 
 With all my powers to serve the Lord; 
 Nor from his ways will I depart, 
 Whose service is a rich reward. 
 
 2 Be this the purpose of my soul, 
 
 My solemn, my determined choice, 
 To yield to this supreme control, 
 And in his commands rejoice. 
 
 131. Longing fa, Perfect Love. C. P. M. 
 
 1 O LOVE Divine, how sweet Thou art I 
 When shall I find my willing heart 
 All taken up in Thee 1 
 
106 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 I thirst, I faint, I die to prove 
 The greatness of redeeming love, 
 The love of Christ to^ me. 
 
 2 God only knows the love of (rod — 
 that it now were shed abroad 
 
 In this poor longing heart ; 
 For love 1 sigh, for love 1 pine ; 
 This only portion Lord be mine ; 
 
 Be mine this better part. 
 
 3 that I may forever sit 
 
 With Mary at the Master's feet ! 
 
 Be this my happy choice — 
 My only care delight and bliss, 
 My joy, my heaven on earth be this 
 
 To "hear the Bridegroom's voice ! 
 
 4 O that I may with favored John, 
 Recline my weary head upon 
 
 The dear Redeemer's breast ! 
 From care, and sin, and sorrow free, 
 Give me, Lord ! to find in Thee 
 
 My everlasting rest. 
 
 1 32. Christ All in All. 7s. 
 
 1 GENTLE Jesus lovely Lamb ! 
 Thine and only thine I am ; 
 
SANCTIFICATION. 107 
 
 Take my body, spirit, soul, — 
 Only Thou possess the whole. 
 
 2 Whom have I on earth below ? 
 Thee, and only Thee I know ; 
 Whom have I in heaven but Thee ? 
 Thou art all in all to me. 
 
 3 All my treasure is above, 
 All my riches is thy love ; 
 Other comforts I despise, 
 Thou art all my paradise. 
 
 133 The Mind that was in Christ. 7s, 
 
 1 FATHER of eternal grace ! 
 Glorify Thyself in me ; 
 Meekly beaming in my face, 
 May the world thine image see. 
 
 2 Happy only in thy love, 
 
 Poor unfriended, or unknown ; 
 Fix my thoughts on things above, — 
 Stay my heart on Thee alone. 
 
 3 Counting gain and glory loss, 
 
 May 1 tread the path He trod; 
 
108 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 Die with Jesus on the cross, — 
 Rise with Him, to Thee, my G-od ! 
 
 134. A Heart hallowed to Christ. L. M. 
 
 1 THOU Lamb of God ! Thou Prince of 
 
 Peace ! 
 For Thee my thirsty soul doth pine ; 
 My longing" heart implores thy grace, — 
 O, make me in thy likeness shine ! 
 
 2 With fiaudless, even, humble mind, 
 
 Thy will in all things may I see ; 
 In love be every wish resigned, 
 
 And hallowed my whole heart to Thee. 
 
 3 So, when on Zion thou shalt stand, 
 
 And all heaven's hosts-adore their King. 
 May I be found at thy right hand, 
 And ever more thy glories sing. 
 
 135 Jesus' Heart a Copy. C. M. 
 
 1 O FOR a heart to praise my God ! 
 A heart from^in set free ! 
 A heart, baptised and cleansed with blood. 
 Thy blood, Calvary ! 
 
SANCTIFICATION. 109 
 
 '2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek — 
 My great Redeemer's throne ; 
 Where only Christ is heard to speak, 
 Where Jesus reigns alone. 
 
 3 0, for a lowly, contrite heart, 
 
 Believing, true and clean ! 
 Which neither life nor death can part 
 From Him that dwells within. 
 
 4 A heart, in every thought renewed, 
 
 And full of love divine ; 
 Perfect, and right, and pure, and good — 
 A copy, Lord, of thine. 
 
 5 This precious gift, Lord! impart; 
 
 And quickly, from above, 
 Write thy new name upon my heart — 
 Thy new, best name of Love. 
 
 136. Salvation Complete. 8s. & 7s„ 
 
 1 LOVE divine, all love excelling, 
 
 Joy of heaven, to earth come down ! 
 Fix in us thy humble dwelling; 
 
 All thy faithful mercies crown : 
 Breathe, oh, breathe thy loving Spirit 
 Into every troubled breast; 
 G 
 
110 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 Let us all thy grace inherit, 
 Let us find thy promised rest. 
 
 2 Carry on thy new creation, 
 
 Pure and holy may we be; 
 Let us see our whole salvation 
 
 Perfectly secured by Thee ; 
 Change from glory into glory, 
 
 Till in heaven we see thy face ; 
 Till we cast our crowns before Thee, 
 
 Lost in wonder, love and praise. 
 
 137. Rejoicing in Full Salvation. 8s. & 7s. 
 
 1 KNOW, my soul ! thy full salvation ; 
 
 Rise o'er sin, and fear and care; 
 Joy to find, in every station, 
 
 Something still to do or bear ; 
 Think, what spirit dwells within thee; 
 
 Think, what Father's smiles are thine ; 
 Think what Jesus did to win thee ; 
 
 Child of heaven ! canst thou repine 1 
 
 2 Haste thee on from grace to glory,' 
 
 Arm'd with faith and wing'd by prayer 
 Heaven's eternal day's before thee, 
 God's own hand shall guide thee there 
 
HEAVEN ANTICIPATED. Ill 
 
 Soon shall close thine earthly mission, 
 Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days ; 
 
 Hope shall change to glad fruition — 
 Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. 
 
 138. Rest for the Weary Soul S. M. 
 
 1 OH ! where shall rest be found— 
 
 Rest for the weary soul? 
 'T were vain the ocean-depths to sound, 
 Or pierce to either pole. 
 
 2 The world can never give 
 
 The bliss for which we sigh ; 
 'Tis not the whole of life to live, 
 Nor all of death to die. 
 
 3 Beyond this vale of tears, 
 
 There is a life above, 
 Unmeasured by the flight of years ; 
 And all that life is love. 
 
 139. Heaven Anticipated. 8s. & 6s. Irreg, 
 
 1 THERE is an hour of peaceful rest, 
 
 To mourning wand'rers given : 
 
 There is a joy for souls distressed, 
 
112 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 A balm for every wounded breast ; 
 'Tis found above — in heaven. 
 
 2 There is a home for weary souls, 
 
 By sin and sorrow driven ; 
 Whentoss'don life's tempestuous shoals, 
 Where storms arise and ocean rolls, 
 
 And all is drear but heaven. 
 
 3 There fragrant flowers immortal bloom, 
 
 And joys supreme are given ; 
 There rays divine disperse the gloom : 
 Beyond the confines of the tomb, 
 
 Appears the dawn of heaven. 
 
 140. Prospect of Heaven* C. M. 
 
 1 THERE is a land of pure delight, 
 
 Where saints immortal reign; 
 Infinite day excludes the night, 
 And pleasures banish pain. 
 
 2 There everlasting spring abides, 
 
 And never-withering flowers ; 
 
 * If desired, the chorus added to the 149th 
 hymn may be suug with this. 
 
HEAVEN ANTICIPATED. 113 
 
 Death, like a narrow sea, divides 
 This heavenly land from ours. 
 
 3 Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood, 
 Stand dressed in living green ; 
 So to the Jews old Canaan stood, 
 While Jordan rolled between. 
 
 141. Longing for Heaven. lis. 
 
 1 1 WOULD not live always — I ask not to 
 
 stay, 
 Where storm after storm rises dark o'er 
 
 the way ; 
 The few lucid mornings that dawn on us 
 
 here, 
 Are followed by gloom, and beclouded 
 
 by fear. 
 
 2 I would not live always — 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 1 he 
 
 skies. 
 
114 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 3 Who — who would live always — away 
 
 from his God ; — 
 Away from yon heaven, that blissful 
 
 abode, 
 Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er 
 
 the bright plains, 
 And the noontide of glory eternally 
 
 reigns? 
 
 4 There saints of all ages in harmony meet, 
 Their Savior and brethren transported to 
 
 greet; [roll, 
 
 While anthems of rapture unceasingly 
 And the smile of the Lord is the feast of 
 
 the soul. 
 
 142. Heaven our Home. lis. 
 
 Air — Home, sweet home. 
 
 1 'MID scenes of confusion and creature 
 
 complaints, 
 How sweet to my soul is communion with 
 
 saints; [room, 
 
 To find at the banquet of mercy there's 
 And feel in the presence of Jesus at home. 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, [home, 
 Prepare me, dear Savior, for glory, my 
 
HEAVEN ANTICIPATED. 115 
 
 2 Sweet bonds that unite all the children 
 
 of peace! 
 And dear blessed Jesus, whoso love can 
 
 not cease ! 
 Though now from thy presence an exile 
 
 I roam, 
 I long to behold Thee in glory my home. 
 
 Home, home, &c. 
 
 3 While here in the valley of conflict I stay, 
 0, give me submission and strength as 
 
 my day ; 
 In all my afflictions to Thee would I come, 
 Rejoicing in hope of my glorious home 
 Home, home, &c. 
 
 4 I long, dearest Lord! in thy beiuties to 
 
 shine, 
 No more as a stranger in sorrow to pine : 
 And in thy dear image arise from the 
 
 tomb, 
 With glorified millions to praise thee at 
 
 home. 
 
 Home, home, &c. 
 
 143. Sleeping in Jesus. L. M. 
 
 1 ASLEEP in Jesus! blessed sleep! 
 From which none ever wakes to weep : 
 
116 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 A calm and undisturbed repose, 
 Unbroken by the last of foes. 
 
 2 Asleep in Jesus! 0, how sweet, 
 To be for such a slumber meet! 
 With holy confidence to sing, 
 That death has lost his cruel sting. 
 
 3 Asleep in Jesus! peaceful rest ! 
 Whose waking is supremely blest: 
 No fear, no woe shall dim that hour, 
 Which manifests the Savior's power. 
 
 4 Asieep in Jesus ! (), for me 
 May such a blissful refuge be; 
 Securely shall my ashes lie, 
 
 And wait the summons from on high. 
 
 144. Hope of Heaven. C. M 
 
 1 WHEN I can read my title clear, 
 
 To mansions in the skies, 
 I'll bid farewell to every fear, 
 And wipe my weeping eyes. 
 O, that will be joyful, SfC. 
 
 2 Should earth against my soul engage,. 
 
 And fiery darts be hurled ; 
 
HEAVEN ANTICIPATED. Ill 
 
 Then I can smile at Satan's rage, 
 And face a frowning world. 
 O, that will be joyful, $c. 
 
 3 Let cares like a wild deluge come, 
 
 And storms of sorrow fall ; 
 May I but safely reach my home, 
 My God, my heaven* my all. 
 O, that will be joyful, $c. 
 
 4 There I shall bathe my weary soul, 
 
 In seas of heavenly rest ; 
 And not a wave of trouble roll 
 Across my peaceful breast. 
 O, that will be joyful, fyc. 
 
 145. Heaven Glorious.* C. M. 
 
 1 JERUSALEM, my happy home, 
 
 O, how I long fur thee ! 
 When will my sorrows have an end ? 
 Thy joys when shall I see? 
 
 2 Thy walls are all of precious stone, 
 
 Most glorious to behold ! 
 
 * If desired, the chorus added to the preced- 
 ing hymn may be sung with this* 
 
118 
 
 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 Thy gates are richly set with pearl, 
 Thy streets are paved with gold. 
 
 3 Thy garden and thy pleasant walks, 
 
 My study long have been ; 
 Such dazzling views by human sight, 
 Have never yet been seen. 
 
 4 When we've been there ten thousand 
 
 Bright shining as the sun, [years, 
 We've no less days to sing God's praise, 
 Than when we first begun. 
 
 146. The Songs of Heaven. 8s. 
 
 1 YE angels who stand round the throne, 
 
 And view my Immanuel's face — 
 In rapturous songs make him known, 
 
 Tu ne, tune your soft ha rps to his praise. 
 He formed you the spirits you are — 
 
 So happy, so noble, so good; 
 When others sunk down in despair, 
 
 Confirmed by his power, ye stood. 
 
 2 Ye saints, who stand nearer than they, 
 
 And cast your bright crowns at his feet, 
 His grace and his glory display, 
 And all his rich mercies repeat : 
 
HEAVEN ANTICIPATED. 119 
 
 He snatched you from hell and the grave, 
 He ransomed from death and despair ; 
 
 For you He was mighty to save — 
 Almighty to bring you safe there, 
 
 3 I long to put on my attire, 
 
 Wash'd white in the blood of the Lamb: 
 
 I long to be one of your choir, 
 
 And tune my sweet harp to his name; 
 
 I long — oh ! I long to be there, 
 Where sorrow and sin bid adieu, 
 
 Yonr joy and your friendship to share- 
 To wonder, and worship with you. 
 
 147. The Pilgrim's Dialogue. 8s. & 7s. 
 
 1 WHITHER goest thou, pilgrim stranger, 
 
 Wandering through this lonely vale 1 
 Know'st thou not 'tis full of danger, 
 And will not thy courage fail 1 
 " No! Fm bound for the kingdom — 
 Will you go to gloi y with me ? 
 Halleluiah! Praise ye the Lord." 
 
 2 Pilgrim thou hast justly called me, 
 
 Passing through this waste so wide ; 
 But no harm can e'er befall me, 
 While I'm blest with such a guide. 
 
120 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 3 Such a guide ! No guide attends thee ; 
 
 Hence for thee my fears arise ; 
 If some guardian power befriend thee, 
 'Tis unseen by mortal eyes. 
 
 4 Yes, unseen ; but still believe me, 
 
 Such a guide my steps attend ; 
 He'll in every strait relieve me ; 
 He will guide me to the end. 
 
 5 Pilgrim ! see that strenm before thee, 
 
 Darkly winding through the vale ; 
 
 Should its deadly waves roll o'er thee, 
 
 Would not then thy courage fail 1 
 
 6 No, that stream has nothing frightful, 
 
 To its brink my step° I'll bend ; 
 Thence to plunge will be delightful, 
 Tkere my pilgrimage will end. 
 
 148. I 1 he Pilgrim 's Invitation. 8s. Pecul'r. 
 
 1 WE'RE traveling home to heaven above, 
 
 Will you go ? Will you go ? 
 
 To sing the Savior's dying love ; 
 
 Will you go 1 Will you go 7 
 
 And millions more are on the road — 
 
 Millions have reached that blest abode, 
 
HEAVEN ANTICIPATED. 121 
 
 Anointed kings and priests to God: 
 Will you go ? Will you go ? 
 
 2 We're going to see the bleeding Lamb, 
 In rapturous strains to praise his name ; 
 The crown of life we there shall wear, 
 The conqueror's palm our hand shall bear, 
 And all the joys of heaven we'll share. 
 
 3 We're going to join the heavenly choir, 
 To raise our voice and tune our lyre ; 
 There saints and angels gladly sing 
 Hosanna to their God and King, 
 
 And make the heavenly arches ring. 
 
 4 Ye weary, heavy laden ! come, 
 
 In heaven's courts there still is room ; 
 The Lord is waiting to receive, 
 If thou wilt on him now believe — 
 And give the troubled conscience ease. 
 
 5 The way to heaven is straight and plain, 
 Repent, believe, be born again; 
 
 The Savior cries aloud to thee — 
 ** Take up thy cross and follow me, 
 And thou shalt my salvation see." 
 
122 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 149. The Soldier's Triumph. C. M. 
 
 1 AM I a soldier of the cross, 
 
 A follower of the Lamb 1 
 And shall I fear to own his cause, 
 
 Or blush to speak his name'.' 
 We're marching through ImmanueVs 
 
 ground, 
 We soon shall hear the {welcome) trumpet's 
 sound I 
 O, then we shall with Jesus reign, 
 And never, never part again. 
 What! never part again ? 
 No! never part again. 
 What! Sfc. 
 O, thai, #c. 
 
 2 Are there no foes for me to face 1 
 
 Must I not stem the flood ?• 
 Is this vile world a friend to grace, 
 To help me on to God ? 
 We're marching, Sfc. 
 
 3 Sure I must fight if I would reign ; 
 
 Increase my courage, Lord ! 
 I'll bear the toil— endure the pain — 
 Supported by thy word. 
 We're marching, §c, 
 
HEAVEN ANTICIPATED. 123 
 
 4 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, 
 Shall conquer, though they die ; 
 They see the triumph from afar, 
 And shoul in victory. 
 We're marching, Qc. 
 
 150. Jesus Faithful to the End. L. M. 
 
 1 CHILDREN of God! renounce your 
 
 fears ; 
 Jesus says He will be with us to the 
 
 end: 
 Lo ! Jesus for your help appears ; 
 
 Jesus says He will be with us to the 
 
 end: 
 For He has been with us, and He still is 
 
 with us, 
 And He's promis'd to be with us to the 
 
 end. 
 
 2 He kindly speaks as He draws nigh, 
 
 Jesus says, Sfc. 
 " Be not afraid, for it is I : " 
 Jesus says, fyc. 
 For He, Sfc. 
 
 3 When in the awful tempest tost, 
 
 Jesus says, $c. 
 
124 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 You feel your strength and courage lost, 
 Jesus says, $c. 
 For He, Sfc. 
 
 4 When mighty waves roll o'er your head, 
 
 Jesus says, Sfc. 
 Your Lord is near, be not afraid : 
 Jesus says, fyc. 
 For He, $c. 
 
 5 When fierce disease attacks your frame, 
 
 Jesus says, fyc. 
 Your Savior's love is still the same : 
 Jesus says, fyc. 
 For He, fyc. 
 
 6 In death's dark shade you need not fear, 
 
 Jesus says, $c. 
 For Jesus will be with you there : 
 Jesus says, §c. 
 For He, $c. 
 
 151. Heavenly Canaan. L. M. 
 
 1 TOGETHER let us sweetly live— 
 J am bound for the land of Canaan ; 
 Together let us sweetly die ; 
 
 / am bound for the land of Canaan : 
 
HEAVEN ANTICIPATED. 125 
 
 O Canaan, bright Caiman I 
 I am hound for the land of Canaan ; 
 
 O Canaan, it is my happy home, 
 I am bound for the land of Canaan. 
 
 2 I have some friends before me gone, 
 
 / am bound, fyc. 
 And I'm resolved to travel on : 
 J am bound, fyc. 
 O Canaan, $c. 
 
 3 Our songs of praise shall fill the skies, 
 
 I am bound, $c. 
 And higher still our joys shall rise : 
 / am bound, Sfc. 
 O Canaan, fyc. 
 
 4 Then come with me, beloved friend, 
 
 / am bound, §c. 
 The joys of heaven shall never end : 
 / am bound, fyc. 
 O Canttan, fyc. 
 
 152. We're on our journey home. Sent's* 
 
 1 We shall gain the heavenly world. 
 By and by, by and by ; 
 
126 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 We shall grain the heavenly world, 
 By and by. 
 
 Ride on, King Jesus, O ride on. 
 We're on our journey home. 
 
 2 We shall pass those pearly gates. 
 
 3 We shall walk those golden streets. 
 
 4 We shall wear a starry crown. 
 
 5 We shall bear a conqueror's palm. 
 
 6 We shall strike the golden harps. 
 
 7 We shall reign with Christ above. 
 
 8 We shall see Him as He is. 
 
 9 We shall drink our iilJ of love. 
 10 We shall meet to part no more. 
 
 SABBATH. 
 
 153. Sabbath Morning. C. L. M. 
 
 1 HOW calm and beautiful the morn 
 That gilds the sacred tomb, 
 Where once the crucified was borne, 
 And veiled in midnight gloom ! 
 
SABBATH. 127 
 
 Oh ! weep no more the Savior slain ; 
 The Lord is risen — He lives again. 
 
 2 Ye mourning saints ! dry every tear 
 
 For your departed Lord ; 
 "Behold the place — He is not there," — 
 
 The tomb is all unbarred ; 
 The gates of death were closed in vain ; 
 The Lord is risen — He lives again. 
 
 3 Now cheerful to the house of prayer, 
 
 Your early footsteps bond ; 
 The Savior will Himself be there, 
 
 Your Advocate and Friend ; 
 Oh ! weep no more your comforts slain ; 
 The Lord is risen — He lives again. 
 
 154. A Sabbath blessing sought. 7s. 61. 
 
 J SAFELY through another week, 
 God hath brought us on our way ; 
 Let us now a blessing seek, 
 
 Waiting in his courts to-day ; 
 Day of all the week the best, 
 Emblem of eternal rest. 
 
 £ While we seek supplies of grace, 
 
 Through the dear Redeemer's name, 
 
128 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 Show thy reconciled face, — 
 
 Take away our sin and shame ; 
 From our wordly cares set free, 
 May we rest this day in Thee. 
 
 155. The Sabbath a rest. L. M. 
 
 1 ANOTHER six days' work is done, 
 Another Sabbath is begun ; 
 
 Re' urn, my soul ! enjoy thy rest, 
 improve the day thy God hath blest. 
 
 2 01: ! that our thoughts and thanks may 
 
 rise, 
 As grateful incense to the skies; 
 And draw from heaven that sweet repose 
 Which none but he that feels it knows. 
 
 3 This heavenly calm within the breast, 
 •Is the dear pledge of glorious rest — 
 Which for ihe churcrA)f God remains — 
 The end of cares, the end of pains. 
 
 4 In holy duties let the day, — 
 In holy pleasures pass away; 
 How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend, 
 In hope of one that ne'er shall end ! 
 
SABBATH. 129 
 
 156. The Sabbath a consecrated day. 10s. 
 
 1 Again the day returns of holy rest, 
 Which, when He made the world, Jeho- 
 
 hovah blest; 
 When, like his own, He bade our labors 
 
 cease, 
 And all be piety, and all be peace. 
 
 2 Let us devote this consecrated day 
 
 To learn his will, and all we learn obey ; 
 So shall He hear when fervently we 
 
 raise, 
 Our supplications and our songs of 
 
 praise. 
 
 157. The Sabbath Welcomed. 7s. 
 
 1 WELCOME— sacred day of rest ! 
 
 Sweet repose from worldly care ! — 
 Day above all days the best, 
 
 When our souls for heaven prepare. 
 
 2 Day when our Redeemer rose, 
 
 Victor o'er the hosts of hell ; 
 Thus he vanquished all our foes ; 
 Let our lips his glory tell. 
 
130 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 158. Sabbath worship delightful S. M. 
 
 1 WELCOME— sweet day of rest, 
 
 That saw the Lord arise ! 
 Welcome to this reviving breast, 
 And these rejoicing eyes. 
 
 2 The King himself comes near, 
 
 And feasts his saints to-day ; 
 Here we may sit, and see him here, 
 And love, and praise, and pray. 
 
 3 My willing soul would stay, 
 
 In such a frame as this, — 
 And sit and sing herself away 
 To everlasting bliss. 
 
 159. The Sabbath Precious. 8s 
 
 1 HOW sweet is the Sabbath to me, 
 
 The day when the Savior arose! 
 'Tis heaven his beauties to see, 
 
 And in his soft arms to repose ; 
 This day He invites us to come, — 
 
 How kindly He bids us draw near ; 
 He off-^s us heaven for home, 
 
 And wipes off the penitent tear. 
 
SABBATHo 131 
 
 2 I can not, I must not refuse, — 
 
 His goodness has conquered my heart, 
 The Lord for my portion I choose, 
 
 And bid all my folly depart; 
 How sweet is the Sabbath to me, 
 
 The day my Redeemer arose ! 
 'Tis heaven his beauties to see, 
 
 And in his soft arms to repose. 
 
 160. The Nobler rest above. L. M 
 
 1 THINE earthly Sabbaths, Lord, wo love ; 
 But there's a nobler rest above ; 
 
 To that, our longing souls aspire. 
 With cheerful hope and strong desire. 
 
 2 No more fatigue, no more distress, 
 Nor sin, nor death shall reach the place; 
 No groans shall mingle with the songs 
 That warble from immortal tongues, 
 
 3 No rude alarms of raging foes ; 
 No cares to break the long repose ; 
 No midnight shade, no clouded sun ; 
 But sacred, high, eternal noon. 
 
132 SOCIAL AND S..S. HTMNS. 
 
 161. Sabbath morning and evening, L. M, 
 
 1 SWEET is the work, my God ! my King ! 
 To praise thy name, give thanks and-sing; 
 To show thy love by morning light, 
 And talk of all thy truth at night. 
 
 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest, — 
 No mortal care shall seize my breast; 
 Oh ! may my heart in tune be found, 
 Like David's harp of solemn sound. 
 
 1 62. Sabbath morning and evening. S. M. 
 
 1 SWEET is the work, Lord ! 
 
 Thy glorious name to sing ; 
 To praise and pray, to hear thy word, 
 And grateful offerings bring. 
 
 2 Sweet — at the dawning light, 
 
 Thy boundless love to tell ; 
 And when approach the shades of night 
 Still on the theme to dwell. 
 
 3 Sweet — on this day of rest, 
 
 To join in heart and voice, 
 
MORNING. 133 
 
 t 
 
 With those who love and serve thee best, 
 And in thy name rejoice. 
 
 4 To songs of praise and joy 
 Be every Sabbath given, — 
 That such may be our blest employ 
 Eternally in heaven. 
 
 FAMILY WORSHIP, 
 
 163. A Morning Song of Gratitude. C. M. 
 
 1 LORD in the morning Thou shalt hear 
 
 My voice ascending high ; 
 To Thee will I direct my prayer, 
 To Thee lift up mine eye. 
 
 2 Preserved by thine almighty arm, 
 
 I passed the shades ot night, 
 Secure and safe from every harm, — 
 And see reluming light. 
 
 8 Oh ! let the same almighty care 
 My waking hours attend : 
 
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134 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS, 
 
 From every danger, every snare? 
 My every step defend. 
 
 4 Smile on my minutes as they roll, 
 And guide my future days; 
 And let thy goodness fill my soul 
 With gratitude and praise. 
 
 164. A Morning Tribute. C. M. 
 
 1 ONCE more, my soul ! the rising day 
 Salutes my waking eyes ; 
 Once more, my voice ! thy tribute pay 
 To Him who rules the skies. 
 
 2 A thousand wretched souls have fled, 
 
 Since the last setting sun : 
 And yet He lengthens out my thread, 
 And yet my moments run. 
 
 3 Great God ! let ail my hours be thine 
 
 Whilst I enjoy the light ; 
 Then shall my sun in smiles decline, 
 And bring a peaceful night. 
 
EVENING. 135 
 
 165. Morning Sacrifice. L. M. 
 
 1 AWAKE, my soul ! and with the sun, 
 Thy daily course of duty run : 
 Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise 
 To pay thy morning sacrifice. 
 
 2 Lord ! I my vows to Thee renew ; 
 Scatter my sins as morning dew, 
 Guard my first springs of thought and will, 
 And all thy love in me fulfill. 
 
 166. Early Prayer. Is. 61. 
 
 1 IN this calm impressive hour, 
 
 Let my prayer ascend on high ; 
 God of mercy ! God of Power ! 
 
 Hear me when to Thee I cry ; 
 Hear me from thy lofty throne, 
 For the sake of Christ, thy Son. 
 
 2 With the morning's early ray, 
 
 While the shades of night depart, 
 Let thy beam of light convey 
 
 Joy and gladness to my heart ; 
 Now o'er all my steps preside, 
 And for all my wants provide. 
 
136 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 167. Morning and United Prayer. S. M. 
 
 1 HOW sweet the melting lay, 
 
 That breaks upon the ear, 
 
 When at the hour of rising day, 
 
 Chrislians unite in prayer. 
 
 2 The breezes watt their cries, 
 
 Up to Jehovah's throne ; 
 He listens to their bursting sighs, 
 And sends his blessings down. 
 
 168. Dawn in the Soul 7s. 
 
 1 THOU didst hear my evening cry: 
 Thy preserving hand was nigh ; 
 Peaceful slumbers Thou hast shed, 
 Grateful to my weary head. 
 
 2 Thou hast kept me through the night, — 
 'Twas thy hand restored the light; 
 Lord, thy mercios still are new, 
 Plenteous, as the morning dew. 
 
 3 Gently, with the dawning ray, 
 On my soul thy beams display ; 
 Sweeter than the smiling morn, 
 Let thy cheering light return. 
 
MOKNING. £37 
 
 169. Morning Devotion. S. M„ 
 
 1 SERENE I kid me down, 
 
 Beneath his guardian care ; 
 I slept, and woke ; and still I found 
 My kind preserver near. 
 
 2 Dear Savior ! to thy cross, 
 
 I bring my sacrifice ; 
 Tinged with thy blood it shall ascend, 
 With fragrance to the skies. 
 
 170. Daily Dependence. L. M. 61. 
 
 1 AS every day thy mercy spares 
 Will bring its trials and its cares, 
 Savior ! till my life shall end, 
 Be Thou my counsellor and friend ; 
 Teach me thy precep's, all divine, 
 And be thy great example mine. 
 
 2 When each day's scenes and labors close, 
 And wearied nature seeks repose, 
 With pardoning mercy richly blest, 
 Guard me, my Savior ! while I rest ! 
 And as each morning sun shall rise, 
 
 0, lead me onward to the skies. 
 
138 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 171. Divine Protection Implored. Gs. &5s 
 Am. — " Far, far o'er hill, &c." 
 
 1 THROUGH thy protecting care. 
 
 Kept till the dawning, — 
 Taught to draw near in pray'r 7 
 
 Heed we the warning ; 
 O Thou great One in Three I 
 Gladly our souls would be 
 Evermore praising Thee, 
 
 God of the morning ! 
 
 2 God of our sleeping hours, 
 
 Watch o'er us waking ; 
 All our imperfect powers 
 
 In thine hands taking; 
 In us thy work fulfill, — 
 Be with thy children still ; 
 Those who obey thy will 
 
 Never forsaking. 
 
 172. Evening Sacrifice. L. M 
 
 1 GLORY to thee, my God, this night, 
 For all the blessings of the light ; 
 Keep me, O keep me, King of kings ! 
 Beneath the shadow of thy wings. 
 
EVENING. 139 
 
 2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, 
 The ill that 1 this day have done ; 
 That with the world, myself and Thee : 
 My soul, this night at peace may be. 
 
 3 Teach me to live, that I may dread 
 The grave as little as my bed ; 
 Teach me to die that so I may 
 Rise glorious at the judgment day. 
 
 173. Evening Contemplation. 7s» 
 
 1 SOFTLY now the light of day, 
 Fades upon my sight away ; 
 Free from care, from labor free, 
 Lord ! I would commune with Thee. 
 
 2 Soon for me the light of day, 
 Shall forever pass awny ; 
 Then, from sin and sorrow free, 
 Take me, Lord ! to dwell with Thee. 
 
 174. Repose and Devotion. 7s. 61, 
 
 1 NOW from labor and from care, 
 Evening shades have set me free, 
 In the work of praise and prayer, 
 Lord ! I would converse with Thee : 
 
140 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 Oh, behold me from above, 
 Fill me with a Savior's love. 
 
 2 For the blessings of this day, 
 For the mercies of this hour, 
 
 For the gospel's cheering ray, 
 
 For the Spirit's quick'ning power* 
 
 Grateful notes to Thee I raise ; 
 
 Oh, accept my song of praise. 
 
 175. Prayer at Twilight. C. M. 
 
 1 I LOVE to steal awhile away, 
 
 From every cumbering care ; 
 And spend Ihe hours of selting day, 
 In humble, grateful prayer. 
 
 2 I love, in solitude, to shed 
 
 The penitential tear; 
 And all his promises to plead, 
 When none but God is near. 
 
 3 1 Jove to think on mercies past, 
 
 And future good implore; 
 My cares ;>nd sorrows all to cast, 
 On Him whom I adore. 
 
EVENING. 141 
 
 4 Lord ! when life's toilsome day is o'er, 
 May its departing ray, 
 Be calm as this impressive hour, 
 And lead to endless day. 
 
 176. Protection Sought. 8s. & 7s. Peculiar. 
 
 1 Through the day thy love has spared us, 
 
 Now we lay us down to rest; 
 Through the silent watchesguard us, 
 
 Let no foe our peace molest ; 
 Jesus, Thou our guardian be ; 
 Sweet it is to trust in Thee. 
 
 2 Pilgrims here on earth and strangers, 
 
 ' Dwelling in the midst of foes, — 
 Us and ours preserve from dangers, 
 
 In thine arms let us repose ; 
 And, when life's short day is past, 
 Rest with Thee in heaven, at last. 
 
 177. An Evening M mortal. C. M. 
 
 I THUS far the Lord hath led me on, 
 
 Thus far his power prolongs my days; 
 And every evening shall make known, 
 Some fresh memorial of 'his grace. 
 
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 2 Much of my time has run to waste, 
 
 And [, perhaps am near my home ; 
 But He forgives my follies past, 
 
 And gives me strength for days to come. 
 
 3 I lay my body down to sleep, — 
 
 Peace is the pillow for my head; 
 While well appointed angels keep 
 Their watchful station round my bed. 
 
 4 Thus when the night of death shall come, 
 
 My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, 
 And wait thy voice to rend my tomb, 
 With sweet salvation in the sound. 
 
 178. Chrufs presence a Safeguard. 8s. &7s. 
 
 1 SAVIOR, ! breathe an evening blessing, 
 
 Ere repose our spirits seal ; 
 All our warns we come confessing ; 
 Thou can'st save, and thou canst heal. 
 
 2 Though the night be dark and dreary, 
 
 Darkness cannot hide from Thee; 
 Thou art He, who, never weary, 
 Watcjiest where thy people be. 
 
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 Though destruction walk around us, 
 Though the arrows past us fly, 
 
 Angel-guards from Thee surround us, 
 We are safe, lor Thou art nigh. 
 
 179.' Night a Type of Death. S. M.. 
 
 1 THE day is past and gone ; 
 
 The evening shades appear ; 
 0, may we all remember well 
 The 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. 
 
 3 Lord, keep us safe this night, 
 
 Secure from all our fears ; 
 May angels guard us while we sleep, 
 Till morning light appears. 
 
 4 And when our days are past, 
 
 And we Jrom time remove, 
 0, may we in thy bosom rest, — 
 The bosom of thy love. 
 
144 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 180. Morning or Evening Song. L. M. 
 
 1 MY God ! how endless is thy love ! 
 
 Thy gifts are every evening new ; 
 And morning mercies from above, 
 Gently distil like early dew. 
 
 2 Thou spread's! the curtains of the night, 
 
 Great Guardian of my sleeping hours! 
 Thy sovereign word restores the light, 
 Andquickens all my drowsy powers. 
 
 3 I yield my powers to thy command ; 
 
 To Thee I consecrate my days ; 
 Perpetual blessings from thy hand, 
 Demand perpetual songs of praise. 
 
 MISSIONARY. 
 
 181. The Heathen World. 7s. & 6s. 
 
 1 FROM Greenland's icy mountains, 
 From India's coral strand, 
 Where Alric's sunny fountains 
 Roll down their golden sand ; 
 
THB HEATHEN. 145 
 
 From many an ancient river, 
 
 From many a palmy plain, 
 They call us to deliver 
 
 Their land from error'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 Shall we, whose souls are lighted 
 
 With wisdom from on high, — 
 Shall we, to men benighted, 
 
 The lamp of life deny 1 
 Salvation ! Salvation ! 
 
 The joyful sound proclaim, 
 Till earth's remotest nation 
 
 Has learned Messiah's name. 
 
 { Waft — waft, ye winds! his story, 
 And you, ye waters 1 roll, 
 Till, like a sea of glory, 
 
 It spreads from pole to pole ; 
 Tilli o'er our ransomed nature, 
 I 
 
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 The lamb for sinners slain, 
 Redeemer, King, Creator, 
 In bliss returns to reign. 
 
 182. The Heathen's Cry for Help. 8s. & 7s. 
 
 1 HARK ! what mean those lamentations, 
 
 Rolling sadly through the sky 1 
 'T is the cry of heathen nations, 
 " Come and help us or we die !" 
 
 2 Hear the heathen's sad complaing, 
 
 Christians ! hear their dying cry ; 
 
 And, the love of Christ constraining, 
 
 Haste to help them ere they die. 
 
 183. The Heathen's Dying Prayer. 7s. & 5s. 
 
 Air — " Bruce's Address." 
 
 1 HARK ! what cry arrests my ear 7 
 Hark ! what accents of despair ! 
 'Tis the heathen's dying prayer ! 
 
 Friends of Jesus ! hear : 
 " Men of God ! to you we cry, 
 Rests on you our tearful eye, 
 
THE HEATHEN. 147 
 
 Help us, Christians, or we die, — 
 Die in dark despair !" 
 
 2 Haste, O Christians I'haste to save, 
 O'er the land and o'er the wave, 
 Dangers, death, and distance brave, — 
 
 Hark ! for help they call : 
 Afric bends her suppliant, knee, 
 Asia spreads her hands to thee, 
 Hark ! they urge the heaven-born plea — 
 
 "Jesus died for all." 
 
 3 Haste then, spread the Savior's name, 
 Snatch the fire-brands from the flame, 
 Deck his glorious diadem 
 
 With their ransomed souls : 
 See ! the pagan altars fall, 
 See ! the Savior reigns o'er all ; 
 " Crown Him ! crown him ! Lord of all !•' 
 
 Echoes round the poles. 
 
 184. Prayer for a World in Sin. L. M. 
 
 I JESUS ! we bow before thy throne, 
 We lift our eyes to seek thy face ; 
 To bleeding hearts thy love make knowr^ 
 On contrite souls bestow thy grace. 
 
148 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 2 See, spread beneath thy gracious eye, 
 
 Aworldo'erwhelmed in guilt and tears, 
 Where deathless souls in ruin lie, 
 
 And no kind voice dispels their fears, 
 
 3 Lord ! arm thy truth with power divine, 
 
 Its conquest s spread from shore to shore 
 Till suns and stars forget to shine, 
 And earth and skies shall be no more. 
 
 185. A Blessing on Christian Effort. C. M> 
 
 1 SALVATfON ! let the tidings roll 
 
 The spacious earth around, 
 Till every tribe and every soul 
 Shall hear the joyful sound. 
 
 2 Then shall the scattered wanderers meet 
 
 That now in darkness rove, 
 And gathered round Immanuel's feet, 
 Sing of his saving love ! 
 
 3 Lord, each faithful effort own, 
 
 To spread the gospel's rays ; 
 And rear, on sin's demolished throne, 
 The temples of thy praise. 
 
THE HEATHEN. 149 
 
 186. The Cross elevated. 7s* 
 
 1 GO — ye messengers of God ! 
 
 Like the beams of morning fly, 
 Take the wonder-working rod, 
 Wave the banner-cross on high. 
 
 2 Go to many a tropic isle, 
 
 In the bosom of the deep, 
 Where the skies forever smile, 
 And th' oppressed forever weep. 
 
 3 O'er the negro's night of care, 
 
 Pour the living light of heaven, 
 Chase away the fiend despair, 
 Bid him hope to be forgiven. 
 
 4 Where the golden gates of day, 
 
 Open on the palmy east, 
 Wide the bleeding cross display, — 
 Spread the gospel's richest feast. 
 
 5 Circumnavigate the ball, 
 
 Visit every soil and sea; 
 Preach the cross of Christ to all, — 
 Christ, whose love is full and free. 
 
150 SOCIAL AND S. S. HTMNS. 
 
 187. Paradise and Peace restored. CM, 
 
 1 LORD ! send thy word, and let it fly, 
 
 Armed with thy Spirit's power : 
 Ten thousands shall confess its sway, 
 And bless the saving hour. 
 
 2 Beneath the influence of thy grace, 
 
 The barren wastes shall rise, 
 With sudden green and fruits arrayed, 
 A blooming paradise. 
 
 3 Peace, with her olive-crown, shall stretch 
 
 Her wings from shore to shore, 
 The nations of the earth shall hear 
 The sound of war no more. 
 
 4 Amen ! — on earth in sweet accord. 
 
 Let thousands lift the cry ; — 
 Amen! — in heaven, with joy divine, 
 Let countless choirs reply. 
 
 188. The Day Spring. 8s. 7s. & 4s. 
 
 1 CHRISTIAN ! see the orient morning 
 Breaks along the heathen sky ; 
 
THE HEATHEN. 151 
 
 Lo! th' expected day is dawning — 
 Glorious day-spring from on high ! 
 Halleluiah!— 
 Hail the day-spring from on high ! 
 
 2 Lord of every tribe and nation ! 
 
 Spread thy truth from pole to pole ; 
 Spread the light of thy salvation, 
 Till it shine on every soul : 
 Halleluiah !— 
 Hail the day-spring from on high ! 
 
 189. The Morning Ushered. 7s.&6s. 
 
 1 THE morning light is breaking, 
 
 The darkness disappears, 
 The sons of earth are waking, 
 
 To penitential tears ; 
 Each breeze that sweeps the ocean, 
 
 Brings tidings from afar, 
 Of nations in commotion, 
 
 Prepared for Zion's war. 
 
 2 See heathen nations bending, 
 
 Before the God we love ; 
 And thousand hearts ascending, 
 In gratitude above : 
 
152 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 While sinners now confessing, 
 
 The gospel call obey, 
 And seek the Savior's blessing, 
 
 A nation in a day. 
 
 3 Blesl river of salvation, 
 
 Pursue thy onward way, 
 Flow thou to every nation, 
 
 Nor in thy richness stay ; 
 Stay not, till all the lowly 
 
 Triumphant reach their home ; 
 Stay not, till all the holy 
 
 Proclaim the Lord has come. 
 
 190. Zion's Triumph. 8s. 7s. & 4&, 
 
 1 ON the mountain's top appearing, 
 
 Lo ! the sacred herald stands ; 
 Welcome news to Zion bearing, — 
 Zion long in hostile lands : 
 
 Mourning captive ! 
 God Himself will loose thy bands. 
 
 2 Has thy night been long and mournful 1 
 
 Have thy friends unfaithful proved? 
 Have thy foes been proud and scornful— 
 By thy sighs and tears unmoved 1 ? 
 
 Cease thy mourning ; — 
 Zion still is well beloved. 
 
MARINERS. 153 
 
 3 God, thy God, will now restore thee, 
 
 He Himself appears thy friend ; 
 All thy foes shall liee before thee, 
 Here their boasts and triumphs end ; 
 
 Great deliverance, 
 Zion's King will quickly send. 
 
 4 Peace and joy shall now attend thee, 
 
 All thy warfare now is past ; 
 God, thy Savior, shall defend thee ; 
 Peace and joy are come at last; 
 
 All thy conflicts 
 End in everlasting rest. 
 
 191. Christ the Sailor's Star. Peculiar. 
 
 1 STAR of peace to wanderers weary ! 
 
 Bright the beams that smile on me ; — 
 Cheer the pilot's vision dreary. 
 
 Far, far at sea : 
 Cheer the pilot's vision dreary, 
 
 Far, far at sea. 
 
 2 Star of hope ! gleam on the billow, — 
 
 Bless the soul that sighs for thee, — 
 Bless the sailor's lonely pillow, 
 
 Far, far at sea. 
 Bless the sailor's lonely pillow. 
 
 Far, far at sea. 
 
154 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMN'S. 
 
 3 Star of faith ! when winds are mocking 
 
 All his toil, he flies to thee, — 
 Save him, on the billows rocking, 
 
 Far, far at sea : 
 Save him, on the billows rocking, 
 
 Far, far at sea. 
 
 4 Star divine t safely guide him — 
 
 Bring the wanderer home to thee ; 
 Sore temptations long have tried him, 
 
 Far, far at sea: 
 Sore temptations long have tried him,. 
 Far, far at sea. 
 
 192. Christ the Sailor's Watch. 8s. & 4s. 
 
 1 TOSSED upon life's raging billow, 
 
 Sweet it is, Lord ! to know, 
 Thou didst press a sailor's pillow, 
 
 And canst feel a sailor's woe ; 
 Never slumbering, never sleeping, 
 
 Though the night be dark and drear, 
 Thou the faithful watch art keeping, 
 
 "All, all's well," thy constant cheer 
 
 2 What though loud the wind is howling-, 
 Fiercely flash the lightnings red. 
 
MARINERS. 155 
 
 And the storm-clouds darkly scowling 
 O'er the sailor's anxious head ; — 
 
 Thou canst calm the raging ocean, 
 Ail its noise and tumult still, 
 
 Hush the tern pest's wild commotion, 
 At the bidding of thy will. 
 
 3 Thus my heart the hope will cherish, 
 
 While to thee I lift mine eye — 
 Thou wilt save me ere I perish, 
 
 Thou wilt hear the sailor's cry: 
 And though mast and sail be riven, 
 
 Life's short voyage will soon be o'er, 
 Safely moored in heaven's wide haven, 
 
 Storm and wave shall vex no more. 
 
 193. Christ the Sailor's Pilot lis. 
 
 & WHEN rocks and when shallows beset 
 
 us around, 
 When sands are deceitful and treach'rous 
 
 the ground. 
 When waves rise and threaten the ship 
 
 to o'erwhelm, — 
 We trust to the pilot who governs the 
 
 helm. 
 
156 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 2 When dangers and death range abroad 
 
 in our sight, 
 We obey the command, and it guides us 
 
 aright ; 
 Though we know not the reason of all 
 
 that we see, 
 We trust our commander knows better 
 
 than we. 
 
 3 And shall we, in seasons of danger, thus 
 
 trust 
 The power and the aid of a man who is 
 
 dust, — 
 And when we are called in our God to 
 
 confide, 
 Doubt either his wisdom or goodness to 
 
 guide? 
 
 4 Forbid it ! — Oh, never, wherever we 
 
 be, 
 
 May we feel, Lord! or act, as mistrust- 
 ful of thee ! 
 
 Thou knowest, thou seest, thou guidest 
 aright, 
 
 And the path, that's now dark, will here- 
 after be bright. 
 
BONDMEN. 157 
 
 194. Pleading for the Slave. L. M. 
 
 1 LORD ! whose forming hand one blood 
 
 To all the tribes and nations gave, 
 And giv'st to all their daily food, — 
 Look down in pity on the slave ! 
 
 2 Fetters and chains and stripes remove, 
 
 Deliv'rance to the captive give, 
 And pour the tide of light and love 
 Upon their souls and bid them live. 
 
 3 O kindle in our hearts a flame 
 
 Of holy zeal thy will to do: 
 And bid each one, who loves thy name, 
 Love all his bleeding brethren too. 
 
 195. Sympathy for the Slave. 8s. 7s. & 4s. 
 
 1 HARK ! I hear a sound of anguish, 
 
 In my own, my native land : 
 Brethren, doomed in chains to languish, 
 Lift to heaven the suppliant hand, — 
 
 And despairing. 
 Dealh the end of woe, demand. 
 
 2 Lot us raise our supplication 
 
 For the wretched suffering slave, 
 
158 SOCIAL AND S. S. HY MNS. 
 
 All whose life is desolation*, 
 All whose hope is in the grave ; 
 God of mercy ! 
 From thy throne, O hear and save. 
 
 3 Those in bonds we would remember 
 As if we with them were bound ; 
 For each crushed, each suffering member 
 Let our sympathies abound, 
 Till our labors 
 Spread the smiles of freedom round. 
 
 190. Comfort to the Slave. 8s. 7s. & 4s. 
 
 1 HARK ! a voice from heaven proclaiming 
 
 Comfort to the mourning slave; 
 God has heard him long complaining, 
 
 And extends his arm to save ; 
 Proud oppression, 
 Soon shall find its destined grove i 
 
 2 See the light of truth is breaking 
 
 Full and clear on» every hand ; 
 And the voice "of mercy speaking, 
 
 Now is heard through all the land; 
 Firm and fearless, 
 See the friends of freedom stand. 
 
BONDMEN. K>9> 
 
 % Lo ! the nation is arousing 
 
 From its slumbering long and deep; 
 And the friends of God are waking, 
 Never, never more to sleep, 
 While a bondman, 
 In his chains remains to weep. 
 
 197. To the Rescue. 7s. & 6s, 
 
 1 OUR countrymen are dying 
 
 Beneath their cankering chains; 
 Full many a heart is sighing, 
 
 Where nought but slavery reigns;— 
 No note of joy and gladness, 
 
 Attuned to freedom's lay, 
 E'er greets them in their sadness, 
 
 To chase their tears away. 
 
 2 And shall we, blest with freedom, 
 
 And all the heart holds dear, — 
 Shall we pass by unheeding, 
 
 And drop no friendly tear 1 
 Shall we, when hearts are breaking:. 
 
 And thousands weep in woe, 
 Shall we, all listless waiting, 
 
 No sign of pity show 1 
 
 3 No ! let the shout for freedom 
 
 Ring out a certain peal ;— 
 
160 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 Haste, haste ye to the rescue, 
 All who have hearts to feel ; — 
 
 Go forth !— and with the blessing 
 Of Him who came to save, 
 
 A holy, peaceful triumph, 
 Shall greet the kneeling slave. 
 
 198. Break every Yoke. C. M. 
 
 1 BREAK every yoke, the gospel cries, 
 
 And let th' oppressed go free ; 
 Let every captive taste the joys 
 Of peace and liberty. 
 
 2 Lord ! when shall man thy voice obey, 
 
 And rend each iron chain 1 
 Oh, when shall love its golden sway, 
 O'er all the earth maintain 1 
 
 3 Send thy good Spirit from above, 
 
 And let th' oppressed go free ; 
 Send sweet deliv'rance to the slave, 
 And peace and liberty. 
 
 4 With freedom's blessings crown his day, 
 
 O'erflow his heart with love ; 
 Teach him that straight and narrow way, 
 W hicn leads to rest above. 
 
BONDMEN. 161 
 
 199. Shall we be Slaves ? 6s. & 4s, 
 
 1 SONS of the noble sires, 
 
 Who braved proud ocean's waves. 
 For freedom's sake ; 
 Say — will ye quench those fires, 
 Their faith and love inspires ; 
 And, standing on their graves, 
 Their paths forsake 1 
 
 2 Shall freedom find a grave, 
 
 On this blood-ransomed soil ? 
 Must we be slaves ? 
 Our fleeting lives to save, 
 Must we no mercy crave, 
 But with the bondman toil, 
 Branded as knaves ] 
 
 3 Shall despots here bear sway — - 
 
 The sceptre here display, 
 Our lips to close 1 
 Say, brethren ! freeman, say, — 
 Will ye these lords obey, 
 
 And ask them, when you may 
 The truth disclose ? 
 
 4 No — no! we answer, no! 
 
 The truth we'll fearless show, 
 
162 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 While breath remains ; 
 Did not our Savior so ? 
 Would He the truth forego, 
 Or shrink when bade the foe, 
 
 T' escape from pains ? 
 
 5 While then a slave is found, 
 
 While man by man is bound, 
 ' ' We'll speak and pray; 
 
 We'll wear the bondman's chains, 
 We'll bear the bondman's pains, 
 We'll hear when he complains, 
 We'll do and say. * 
 
 200. The dying Slave. lis. 
 
 Tune—*' Thou art gone," &c. 
 
 1 AH ! heard ye that cry ; 'Twas the wail 
 of a slave, 
 
 As he sank in despair to the rest of the 
 grave ; 
 
 Behold him where bleeding and pros- 
 trate he lies — 
 
 Unfriended he lived, and unpitied he 
 dies ! 
 
 2 The while man oppressed him the 
 
 white man for gold, 
 
BONDMEN. 163 
 
 Made him toil amidst tortures that can 
 
 not be told : 
 He robbed him and spoiled him of all 
 
 that was dear, 
 And made him the prey of affliction and 
 
 fear. 
 
 3 Arouse ye, arouse ye ; ye generous and 
 
 brave ! 
 Plead the rights of the poor — plead the 
 
 cause of the slave ; 
 JNor cease your exertions, till broken 
 
 shall be 
 The fetters that bind him, and the slave 
 
 shall be free. 
 
 201 . The Bondman. 6s. & 4s. Pecul'r . 
 Air — " Troubadour." 
 
 1 FEEBLY the bondman toiled, 
 
 Sadly he wept — 
 Then to his wretched cot 
 
 Mournfully crept ; 
 How doth his freeborn soul 
 
 Pine 'neath his chain ! 
 Slavery ! Slavery ! 
 
 Dark is thy reign. 
 
164 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 2 Long ere the break of day, 
 
 Roused from repose — 
 Wearily toiling 
 
 Till after its close ; 
 Fraying for freedom, 
 
 He spends his last breath ; 
 Liberty ! Liberty 
 
 Give me, or death. 
 
 3 E'en now the morning 
 
 Gleams from the east — 
 Despots are feeling 
 
 Their triumph is past ; 
 Strong hearts are answering 
 
 To Freedom's loud call; — 
 Liberty! Liberty ! 
 
 Full and tor all. 
 
 202. ' The SI: e Mother. lis. 
 
 Air — "Araby's Daughter." 
 
 1 I PITY the slave-m ^ther, care-worn and 
 weary, 
 Who sighs as she presses her babe to 
 . her breast; 
 I lament her sad fate, so hopeless and 
 dreary, 
 
EONDMEN. 165 
 
 I lament for her woes and her wrong's 
 unredressed ; 
 0, who can imagine her heart's deep 
 emotion, 
 As she thinks of her children, about 
 to be sold ! 
 You may picture the bounds of the rock- 
 girdled ocean, 
 But the grief of that mother can never 
 be told. 
 
 2 The mildew of slavery lias blighted each 
 blossom, 
 That ever has bloomed in her pathway 
 below ; 
 It has frozen each fountain that gushed 
 in her bosom, 
 And chilled her heart's verdure with 
 pitiless woe; 
 Her parents, her kindred, ail crushed 
 by oppression ! 
 Her husband still doomed in its desert 
 to stay ! 
 
 No arm to protect from the tyrant's ag- 
 gression, 
 khe must weep as she treads on her 
 desolate way. 
 
166 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 3 0, slave-mother, hope ! see the nation is 
 shaking, 
 The arm of the Lord is awake to thy 
 wrong ! 
 The slave-holder's heart now with terror 
 is quaking : 
 Salvation and mercy to heaven belong ! 
 Rejoice! 0, rejoice! for the child thou 
 art rearing, [form, 
 
 May one day lift up its unmanacled 
 While hope to thy heart, like the rain- 
 bow so cheering, 
 Is born, like the rainbow, 'mid tempest 
 and storm. 
 
 203. The Slave Child. L. M. 
 
 Air — "Bonnie Doon." 
 
 1 0, PITY the poor little slave,. 
 
 Who labors hard through all the day, 
 
 And has no one, 
 
 When day is done, 
 To teach his youthful heart to pray: 
 No words of love — no fond embrace — 
 No smiles from parents kind and dear ; 
 
 No tears are shed 
 
 Around his bed, 
 When fevers ra^e and death is near. 
 
EONDMEN. 167 
 
 2 None fee] for him when heavy chains 
 Are fastened to his tender limb; 
 
 No pitying eyes, 
 
 No sympathies, 
 No prayers are raised to heaven for him. 
 Yes, I will pity the poor slave, 
 And pray that he may soon be free — 
 
 That he at last, 
 
 When days are past, 
 In heaven may have his liberty. 
 
 204. The Little Blind Boy. lis, 
 
 Air— "Sweet Afton." 
 
 1 COME back to me, mother, why linger 
 
 away 
 From thy poor little blind boy, the long 
 
 weary day 1 
 I mark every foot-step, I list to each tone, 
 And wonder my mother should leave me 
 
 alone ! 
 There are voices of sorrow and voices of 
 
 glee, 
 But there's no one to joy or to sorrow 
 
 with me ; 
 For each hath of pleasure and trouble 
 
 his share, 
 
168 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 And none for the poor little blind boy 
 will care. 
 
 2 My mother ! come back to me — close to 
 
 thy breast 
 Once more let thy poor little blind one 
 
 be pressed ; 
 Once more let me feel thy warm breath 
 
 on my cheek, 
 And hear thee in accents of tenderness 
 
 speak ! 
 0, mother ! I've no one to love me — no 
 
 heart 
 Can bear like thine own in my sorrows 
 
 a pnrt : 
 No hand is so gentle, no voice is so 
 
 kind ; 
 ! none like a mother can cherish the 
 
 blind ! 
 
 3 Poor blind one ! no mother thy wailing 
 
 can hear, 
 Nb mother can hasten to banish thy 
 
 fear; 
 For the slave-owner drives her, o'er 
 
 mountain and wild, 
 And for one paltry dollar hath sold thee* 
 
 poor child ! 
 
BONDMEN. 169 
 
 The curse oi the broken in spirit shall 
 
 fall 
 On the wretch who hath mingled this 
 
 worm-wood and gall ; 
 And his gain like a mildew shall blight 
 
 and destroy, 
 Who hath torn from his mother the little 
 
 blind boy. 
 
 205. " Remember those in Bonds." 7s. 
 
 Tune — " Martyn." 
 
 1 CHRISTIAN mother, when thy prayer 
 Trembles on the twilight air, 
 And thou askest God to keep — 
 In their waking and their sleep, 
 Those whose love is more to thee 
 Than the wealth of land or sea — . 
 Think of those who wildly mourn, 
 For the loved ones from them torn. 
 
 "2 Christian daughter, sister, wife — 
 Ye who wear a guarded life ! 
 Ye, whose bliss hangs not, thank God ! 
 On a tyrant's word, or nod ! 
 Will ye hear with careless eye, 
 
 J * 
 
170 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS, 
 
 Of the wild despairing cry, 
 Rising up from human hearts, 
 As their latest bliss departs 1 
 
 •i Blest ones ! whom no hand on earth 
 Dare to wrench from home and hearth, 
 Ye, whose hearts are sheltered well, 
 By affection's holy spell — 
 0, forget not those, for whom 
 Life is naught but changeless gloom ; 
 O'er whose days, so wo-begone, 
 Hope may paint no brighter dawn ! 
 
 SPECIAL OCCASION 
 
 206. Communion Day. 7s. 6i. 
 
 1 BREAD of heaven ! on Thee I feed, 
 For thy flesh is meat indeed ; 
 Ever may my soul be fed 
 With the true and living bread ; 
 Day by day, with strength supplied, 
 Through the life of him that died. 
 
SPECIAL OCCASION S. 171 
 
 2 Vine of heaven ! thy blood supplies 
 This blest cup of sacrifice; 
 'Tis thy wounds, my healing give; 
 To thy cross I look and live ; 
 Thou, my life ! 0, let me be 
 Rooted, grafted, built on Thee. 
 
 207. Sacramental Reflections. 7s. & 6s, 
 
 1 0, SACRED Head, once wounded— 
 
 With grief and pain weighed down ! 
 How scornfully surrounded, 
 
 With thorns thy only crown; 
 0, sacred Head, what glory, 
 
 What bliss till now was thine ! 
 Yet, though despised and gory* 
 
 I joy to call Thee mine. 
 
 2 How art Thou pale with anguish, 
 
 With sore abuse and scorn ! 
 How does thy visage languish, 
 
 Which once was bright as morn ! 
 Thy grief and thy compassion, 
 
 Were all for sinners' gain; 
 Mine, mine was the transgression, 
 
 But thine the deadly pain. 
 
172 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 3 What language shall I borrow, 
 
 To praise Thee, heavenly Friend ! 
 For this, thy dying sorrow, 
 
 Tny pity without end) 
 Lord! make me. thine forever ! 
 
 Nor let me faithless prove : 
 0, let me never, never, 
 
 Abuse such dying love. 
 
 208. Sickness. C. ft 
 
 1 WHEN languor and disease invade 
 
 This trembling house of clay, 
 'Tis sweet to look beyond this life, 
 And long to soar away. 
 
 2 Sweet to look inward, and attend 
 
 The whispers of his love ; 
 Sweet to look upward to the throne, 
 Where Jesus pleads above. 
 
 3 Sweet on his faithfulness to rest, 
 
 Which saves from second death; 
 Sweet to experience day by day, 
 His Spirit's quickening breath. 
 
 4 0, sweet indeed ! to rest in hope, 
 
 That when my change shall come, 
 Angels will hover round my bed, 
 And waft my spirit home . 
 
SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 173 
 
 "209. Death Peaceful L. M. 
 
 1 GENTLY, my Savior! let me down, 
 
 To slumber in the arms of death ; 
 I rest my soul on Thee alone, 
 E'en till my last expiring breath. 
 
 2 Jesus can make a dying bed 
 
 Feel soft as downy pillows are, 
 While on his breast I loan my head, 
 And breathe my life out sweetly there. 
 
 210. Death Triumphant Pecul'r. 
 
 1 WHAT'S this that steals— that steals 
 
 upon my frame 1 
 Is it death ? 
 That soon will quench— -will quench this 
 vital flame 1 
 Is it death ? 
 If this be death, 3 soon shall be 
 From every pain and sorrow free: 
 I shall the king of glory see — 
 All is well 
 
 2 Weep not, my friends! — my friends, 
 
 weep not for me — 
 
 A 11 is well .' 
 
174 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 My sins are pardoned — pardoned — I am 
 All is well I [free. 
 
 There's not a cloud that doth arise, 
 To hide my Savior from my eyes ; 
 I soon shall mount the upper skies — 
 All is well ! 
 
 3 Tune, tune your harps — your harps, ye 
 
 saints in glory ! 
 All is xvell ! 
 I will rehearse — rehearse the pleasing 
 All is well ! [story, 
 
 Bright angels from glory come, 
 They're round my bed, they're in my 
 
 room; 
 They wait to waft my spirit home — 
 All is well ! 
 
 4 Hail! hail! all hail — all hail, ye blood- 
 
 washed throng ! — 
 Saved by grace ! — 
 I've come to join — to join your rapturous 
 song — 
 Saved by grace ! 
 All, all is peace and joy divine- 
 All heaven and glory now are mine ; 
 O, halleluiah to the Lamb 1 
 A II is well I 
 
SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 175 
 
 211. Death a Sweet Repose. L. M. 
 
 1 SWEET is the scene where Christians 
 
 Where holy souls relire to rest; [die, 
 How mildly beams the closing eye, 
 How gently heaves th' expiring breast! 
 
 2 So fades a summer cloud away, 
 
 So sinks the gale when storms are o'er ; 
 So gently shuts the eye of day, 
 So dies a wave along the shore. 
 
 3 Triumphant smiles the victor's brow, 
 
 Fann'd by some guardian-angel's wing; 
 grave ! where is thy vict'ry now 1 
 And where, O death ! is now thy sting ? 
 
 212. Mourners Encouraged. C. M. 
 
 1 WHY do we mourn departing friends, 
 
 Or shake at death's alarms 1 
 'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends 
 To call them to his arms. 
 
 2 Why should we tremble to convey 
 
 Their bodies to the tomb ? 
 'Twas there the bleeding Savior lay, 
 And left a rich perfume. 
 
176 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 3 Thence He arose, and upward borne, 
 In triumph led the way; 
 The sleeping saints at his return, 
 Shall hail the glorious day. 
 
 213. Mourners Comforted. 8s.&7jg. 
 
 1 CEASE, ye mourners 1 cease to languish, 
 
 O'er the grave of those you love ; 
 Pain, and death, and night, and anguish, 
 Enter not the world above. 
 
 2 While our silent steps are straying, 
 
 Lonely thro' night's deepening shade. 
 Glory's brightest beams are playing 
 Round th' immortal spirit's head. 
 
 3 Life and peace at once deriving, 
 
 From the hand of God most high, 
 In his glorious presence living, 
 They shall never — never die. 
 
 214. A Burial Hymn. L. M. 
 
 1 UNVEIL thy bosom, faithful tomb ! 
 Take i is new treasure to thy trust, 
 And give these sacred relics room 
 To slumber in the silent dust. . 
 
SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 177 
 
 2 Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear 
 
 Invade thy bounds ; no mortal woes 
 Can reach the peaceful sleeper here, 
 While angels watch the soft repose. 
 
 3 So Jesus slept; — God's dying Son 
 
 Passed through the grave, and blessed 
 the bed ! 
 Rest here, blest saint, till from his throne, 
 The morning break, and pierce the 
 shade. 
 
 215. A Funeral Hymn. lis. & 12s. 
 
 1 THOU art gone to the grave — but we 
 
 will not deplore thee ; 
 
 Though sorrows and darkness encom- 
 pass the tomb, 
 The Savior has passed through its portals 
 before thee, 
 
 And the lamp of his love is thy guide 
 through the gloom. 
 
 2 Thou art gone to the grave — we no lon- 
 
 ger behold thee, 
 Nor tread the rough paths of the world 
 by thy side ; 
 
178 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 But the wide arms of Mercy. are spread 
 to enfold thee, 
 And sinners miy hope since the Sinless 
 has died. 
 
 3 Thou art gone to the grave — but we will 
 not deplore thee, 
 Since God was thy Eansom, thy Guard- 
 ian, thy Guide ; 
 He gave thee, He took thee, and He will 
 restore thee, 
 And death has no sting, since the Sa- 
 vior hath died. 
 
 216. The Judgment Anticipated. C. M. 
 
 1 THAT awful day will surely come — 
 
 Th' appointed hour makes haste, 
 When I must stand before my Judge, 
 And pass the solemn test ! 
 
 2 Thou lovely Chief of all my joys! 
 
 Thou Sovereign of my heart ! 
 How could I bear to hear thy voice 
 Pronounce the sound — Depart ! 
 
 3 Jesus, I throw my arms around, 
 
 And hang upon thy breast ; 
 
SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 17$ 
 
 Without one gracious smile from Thee-, 
 My spirit cannot rest. 
 
 4 ! tell me that my worthless name 
 Is graven on thy hands ; 
 Show me some promise in thy book, 
 Where my salvation stands. 
 
 217. Parting at the Judgment. C. M 
 
 1 0, THERE will be mourning, mourning 
 
 mourning, mourning — 
 0, there will be mourning at the judg- 
 ment seat of Christ: 
 Parents and children there will par!. 
 Parents and children ihere will part, 
 Parents and children there will part, 
 Will part to meet no more. # 
 
 2 0, there will be mourning, &c. 
 
 Wives and husbands there will part,&c. 
 
 3 0, there will be mourning, &c. 
 
 Brothers and sisters there will part, &c. 
 
 4 0, there will be mourning, &c. * 
 
 Friends and neighbors there will, &c. 
 
 5 0, there will be mourning, &c. 
 
 Pastors and people there will part,&c 
 
 V, i 
 
180 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 218. Heaven. 6s. &4s. PecuPr* 
 
 1 THERE is a happy land, 
 
 Far, far away, 
 Where saints in glory stand, 
 
 Bright, bright as day ! 
 Oh, how they sweetly sing, 
 Worthy our Savior King — 
 Loud let his praises ring — 
 
 Praise, praise for aye. 
 
 2 Come to this happy land, 
 
 Come, come away ; 
 
 Why do ye doubting stand- 
 Why still delay? 
 
 Oh, we shall happy be, 
 
 From pain and sorrow free ! 
 
 Lord, we shall live to Thee — 
 Blest, blest for aye. 
 
 3 Bright in that happy land 
 
 Beams every eye — 
 Kept by a Father's hand, 
 
 Love can not die ! 
 On, then, to glory run; 
 A crown and kingdom won, , 
 Then, bright above the sun, 
 
 Reign, reign for aye. 
 
181 
 
 &OXOLOGIES. 
 
 219. Dismission. 8s. 7s. & 4s. 
 
 LORD! dismiss us with thy blessing; 
 
 Fill our hearts with joy and peace; 
 Let us all thy love possessing, 
 
 Triumph in redeeming grace; 
 Oh ! refresh us — 
 
 Traveling through this wilderness. 
 
 220. Praise from all Creatures. L. M. 
 
 PRAISE God, from whom all blessings 
 flow; 6 
 
 Praise Him, all creatures here below ! 
 Praise Him above, ye heavenly' host! 
 Praise Father, L'on, and Holy Ghost. 
 
182 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS, 
 
 SUPPLEMENT. 
 
 221 
 
 Christ's Kingdom. L. M. 
 
 1 JESUS shall reign where'er the sun, 
 Does his successive journeys run; 
 
 His kingdom stretch from shore to shore. 
 Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 
 
 2 For him shall endless prayer be made, 
 And endless praises crown his head ; 
 His name like sweet perfume shall rise 
 With every morning sacrifice. 
 
 3 People and realms of every tongue 
 Dwell on his love, with sweetest song; 
 And infant voices shall proclaim 
 Their early blessing tin his name. 
 
 4 Let every creature rise and bring 
 Peculiar honors to our king ; 
 Angels descend with songs again, 
 And earth repeat the loud Amen. 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 183 
 
 222. Awful End of the Sinner. L. M. 
 
 1 LORD ! what a thoughtless wretch was I, 
 
 To mourn and murmur and repine; 
 To see the wicked placed on high, 
 In pride and robes of honor shine ! 
 
 2 But Oh! their end, their dreadful end— 
 
 Thy sanctuary taught me so; 
 On slippery rocks I see them stand, 
 And fiery billows roll below. 
 
 '3 Their fancied joys — how fast they flee ! 
 Just like a dream when man awakes ; 
 Their songs of softest harmony, 
 Are but a prelude to their pains. 
 
 4 Now I esteem their mirth and wine 
 Too dear to purchase with my blood ; 
 Lord ! 'tis enough that thou art mine, 
 My life, my portion, and my God. 
 
 223. Longing for God's House. H. M, 
 
 1 HOW lovely and how fair, 
 O Lord of hosts ! to me 
 Thy tabernacles are! 
 
184 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 My flesh cries out for Thee ! 
 My heart and soul, with heavenward fire, 
 To Thee, the living God, aspire. 
 
 2 Lord God of hosts! give ear! 
 
 A gracious answer yield; 
 O God of Jacob ! hear : 
 
 Behold ! God, our shield ! 
 Look on thine own annointed One, 
 And save through thy beloved Son. 
 
 224. The Day of Grace. L. M. 
 
 1 WHILE life prolongs its precious light, 
 
 Mercy is found and peace is given; 
 But soon, ah ! soon, approaching night 
 Shall blot out every hope of heaven. 
 
 2 While God invites, how blest the day ! 
 
 How sweet the gospel's charming 
 sound! 
 Come, sinners ! haste, oh ! haste away, 
 While yet a pard'ning God He's found. 
 
 3 Soon, borne on Time's most rapid wing, 
 
 Shall death command you to the grave, 
 Before his bar your spirits bring, 
 And none be found to hear or save. 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 185 
 
 4 In that lone land of deep despair, 
 
 No Sabbath's heavenly light shall rise : 
 JNo God I regard your bitter prayer, 
 
 iNor Savior call you to the skies. 
 
 225. He Rules Over All. 5 S . & Q g , 
 
 1 YE servants of God ! 
 
 Your Master proclaim, 
 And publish abroad 
 
 His wonderful name; 
 The name, all-victorious, 
 
 Of Jesus extol ; 
 His kingdom is glorious, 
 
 And rules over all. 
 
 2 God ruleth on high, 
 Almighty to save; 
 And still He is nigh, 
 
 His presence we have. 
 -L no great congregation 
 
 His triumph shall sincr, 
 Ascribing salvation 
 To Jesus, our King. 
 
 3 "Salvation to God 
 
 Who sils on the throne'" 
 Let all cry aloud, 
 And honor the Son : 
 
186 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 Immanuel'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 honor and blessing, 
 
 With angels above, 
 And thanks never ceasing, 
 
 And infinite love. 
 
 226. Tfie Hosanna of the Children. L. M. 
 
 1 ALMIGHTY Ruler of the skies! 
 
 Through the wide earth thy nnme is 
 
 spread, 
 And thine eternal glories rise 
 
 O'er all the heavens thy hands have 
 
 made. 
 
 2 To Thee the voices of the young 
 
 A monument of honor raise ; 
 And babes with uninstructed tongue, 
 Declare the wonders of thy praise. 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 187 
 
 3 Thy power assists their tender age 
 
 To bring proud rebels to the ground, 
 To still the bold blasphemer's rage, 
 And all their policies confound. 
 
 4 Children amidst thy temple throng, 
 
 To see their great Redeemer's face ; 
 The Son of David is their song, 
 And young hosannas fill the place. 
 
 227. Rejoicing in God. S. M. 
 
 1 MY God! permit my tongue 
 
 This joy, to call Thee mine, 
 And let my early cries prevail, 
 To taste thy love divine. 
 
 2 My thirsty, fainting soul, 
 
 Thy mercy doth implore ; 
 
 Not travelers in desert lands, 
 
 Can pant for water more. 
 
 3 For life, without thy love, 
 
 No relish can afford; 
 No joy can be compared with this: 
 To serve and please the Lord. 
 
188 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 223. Invitation to Sinners. 8s. 7s. & 4s. 
 
 1 COME, ye sinners, heavy-laden, 
 
 Lost and ruined by the lall, 
 
 If you wait till you are better, 
 
 You will never come at all : 
 
 Sinners only, 
 Christ, the Savior, came to call. 
 
 2 Let no sense of guilt prevent you, 
 
 Nor of fitness fondly dream ; 
 All the fitness He requireth 
 Is to feel your need of Him : 
 
 This He gives you — 
 'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 
 
 229. Prospect of the Righteous. L. JYL 
 
 1 WHAT sinners value J resign ; 
 Lord 'tis enough that Thou art mine; 
 I shall beheld thy blissful face, 
 
 And stand complete in righteousness. 
 
 2 This life's a dream — an empty show ; 
 But the bright world to which I go, 
 Hath joys substantial and sincere: 
 When shall I wake and find me there? 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 
 
 189 
 
 3 Oh ! glorious hour ! — oh ! blest abode ! 
 I shall be near, and like my God; 
 And flesh and sin no more conlrol 
 The sacred pleasures of the soul. 
 
 4 My flesh shall slumber in the ground, 
 Till the last trumpet's joyful sound : 
 Then burst the chains with sweet sur- 
 prise, 
 
 And in my Savior's image rise. 
 
 230. Love to the Church. > S. M. 
 
 1 I LOVE thy kingdom, Lord ! 
 
 The house of thine abode, 
 The church our blest Redeemer saved, 
 With his own precious blood. 
 
 2 I love thy church, God ! 
 
 Her walls before Thee stand, 
 Dear as the apple of thine eye, 
 And graven on thy hand. 
 
 3 If e'er to bless thy sons 
 
 My voice or hands deny, 
 These hands let useful skill forsake, 
 This voice in silence die. 
 
190- SOCIAL AKD S. S. HYJfflRK, 
 
 4 For her my tears shall fail, 
 For her my prayers ascend ; 
 For her my cares and toils be given. 
 Till toils and cares shall end. 
 
 & Eeyond my highest joy 
 
 I prize her heavenly ways, 
 Her sweet communion, solemn vows. 
 Her hymns of love and praise. 
 
 231. The Omniscience of God. L. M, 
 
 1 LORD ! Thou hast searched and seen me 
 
 through ; 
 Thine eye commands, with piercing view? 
 My rising and my resting hours, 
 My heart and flesh with all their powers 
 
 2 My thoughts before they are my own-, 
 Are to my God distinctly known ; 
 
 He knows the words I mean to speaks 
 Ere from my opening lips they break., 
 
 3 Within thy circling power I stand. 
 On every side I find thy hand ; 
 Awake, asleep, at home, abroad,. 
 
 1 am surrounded still with CkicL 
 
SuTPLEMENT- iSI 
 
 -4 Gh! may these thoughts possess my breast 
 Where'er I rove, where'er I rest; 
 Nor let my weaker passions dare 
 Consent to sin, for (iod is there. 
 
 232. The Judgment Scene. h. M. 
 
 1 THE Lord shall come, the earth shall 
 
 quake., 
 The mountains to their center shake; 
 And, withering from the vault of night, 
 The stars shall pale their feeble light. 
 
 2 The Lord shall come, but not the same 
 As once, in lowliness He came, 
 
 A silent Lamb before his foes, 
 A weary man, and full of woes. 
 
 3 The Lord shall come, a dreadful form, 
 Wiih rainbow wreath and robes of storm. 
 On cherub wings and wings of wind, 
 Appointed Judge of all mankind. 
 
 .4 Can this he He, who wont to stray, 
 A pilgrim on the world's highway; 
 Oppressed by power, and mocked by 
 The Eazarene — the Crucified ! [pride. 
 
192 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 233. Trust. 8s. & 7s, 
 
 1 QUIET as a peaceful river, 
 
 Quiet as the wind-hushed seas, 
 In Jehovah trusting ever, 
 
 We are kept in perfect peace. 
 We'll not ask Thee what Thou doest— 
 
 Whatsoe'er it be, 'tis right; 
 Thou our Friend, of friends the truest,. 
 
 Wilt sustain 'mid storm and night ! 
 
 2 Deep beneath the warring ocean, 
 
 Deep beneath the howling Hood, 
 All unmoved in the commotion, 
 
 Lie the promises of God. 
 We are anchored firmly to them, 
 
 Though in tatters hang our shourds, 
 Calmly we look up, and through them, 
 
 View the thunder-riven clouds. 
 
 3 This our constant heart consolelh, 
 
 • And we will not be afraid, 
 'Tis our heavenly Father ruleth, 
 
 And on Him our souls are stayed.. 
 Quiet as a peaceful river, 
 
 Quiet as the wind-hushed seas, 
 In Jehovah trusting ever,i 
 
 We are kept in perfect peace I 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 193 
 
 234. Prayer for Purity. L. M, 
 
 1 SOFT be the gently breathing notes, 
 
 That sing- the Savior's dying love; 
 Soft as the evening zephyr floats, . 
 And soft as tuneful lyres above. 
 
 2 Soft as the morning beams descend, 
 
 While warbling birds exulting soar, 
 So soft to our Almighty Friend, 
 Be every sigh our bosoms pour. 
 
 3 Pure as the sun's enlivening ray 
 
 That scatters life and joy abroad, 
 Pure as the lucid orb of day, 
 
 That wide proclaims its Maker, God, 
 
 4 Pure as the breath of vernal skies, 
 
 So pure let our contrition be, 
 And purely may our sorrows rise 
 To Him who bled upon the tree. 
 
 235. Morning Devotion. C. M. 
 
 1 SOON as the morning rays appear, 
 I'll lilt my eyes above; 
 My voice shall reach thy listening ear, 
 And supplicate thy love. 
 
194 SOCIAL ASSD S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 '2 My spirit with my voice shall rise 
 Before thy mercy scat ; 
 There will I fix my steadfast eyes, 
 And worship at thy feet. 
 
 3 Thy righteousness, thy strength display, 
 
 And my protection be; 
 Teach me to know that only way 
 Which leads to heaven and Thee. 
 
 4 If Thou shalt fill my cup with joy, 
 
 Or chasten with thy rod, 
 Thy praise shall still my lips employ— 
 My soul shall trust in God! 
 
 236 . The Alarm. Is. & 6s. 
 
 1 STOP, poor sinners, stop and think, 
 
 Before you farther go; 
 Will you sport upon the brink 
 
 Of everlasting woe ? 
 On the verge of ruin stop — 
 
 Now the iriendly warning take — 
 Stay your footsteps, ere you drop 
 
 Into the burning lake. 
 
 2 Say, have you lili arm like God, 
 
 That you his will oppose % 
 
ScFPLEIUEX.f. 19b 
 
 Fenv you not that iron rod, 
 
 With which He breaks his foes? 
 
 Can you stand in that dread day, 
 Which his justice shall proclaim, 
 
 When the earth shall melt away 
 Like wax before the flame 1 
 
 237. Pilgrim's Song* "Is, & 6 
 
 1 RISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings- 
 
 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 seat's prepared above. 
 
 B Rivers to the ocean run, 
 
 Nor stay hi all their course : 
 Fires ascending seek the sun : 
 
 Both speed them to their source ; 
 So a soul that's born of God, 
 
 Pants to view his glorious face \. 
 Upward tends to his abode, 
 
 To rest in his embrace. 
 
196 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 238. Eternity. L. M. 
 
 1 ETERNITY is just at hand ! 
 
 And shall 1 waste my ebbing sand ; 
 And careless view departing day, 
 And throw my inch ot time away 1 
 
 2 But an eternity there is 
 
 Of endless wo, or endless bliss ; 
 And swift as time fulfills its round, 
 We to eternity are bound. 
 
 3 What countless millions of mankind. 
 Have left this fleeting world behind! 
 They're gone ! but where 1 ah, pause and 
 
 see — 
 Gone to a long eternity. 
 
 239. Christ the Judge. C. P. M. 
 
 1 WHEN Thou, my righteous Judge ! shalt 
 come 
 To take thy ransomed people home, 
 
 Shall I among them stand 1 
 Shall such a worthless w T orm as I, 
 Who sometimes am afraid to die, 
 Be found at thy right hand 1 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 
 
 197 
 
 2 Blest Savior? grant it by thy grace; 
 Be Thou my only hiding-place, 
 
 In this th' accepted day; 
 Thy pardoning voice, oh, let me hear, 
 To si ill my unbelieving fear, 
 
 Nor let me fall, I pray. 
 
 3 Among thy saints let me be found, 
 Whene'er the archangel's trump shall 
 
 sound, 
 
 To see thy smiling face : 
 Then filled with rapture shall I sing, 
 While heav'n's resounding mansions ring 
 
 With shouts of sovereign grace. 
 
 240. Loving-Kindness. L. M. 
 
 1 AWAKE, my soul, to joyful lays, 
 And sing thy great Redeemer's praise ; 
 He justly claims a song from me — 
 His loving-kindness — oh, how free ! 
 
 2 He saw me ruined by the fall, 
 Yet loved me notwithstanding all; 
 He saved me from my lost estate ; — 
 His loving-kindness — oh, how great I 
 
198 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 3 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, 
 Has gathered thick, and thundered loud, 
 He near my soul has always stood ; — 
 His loving-kindness — oh ! how good ! 
 
 4 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale — 
 Soon all my mortal powers shall fail ; 
 Oh ! may my last expiring breath 
 His loving-kindness sing in death. 
 
 241. Christian Watchfulness. L. M. 
 
 1 MY God, accept my early vows, 
 Like morning-incense in thy house, 
 And let my nightly worship rise, 
 Sweet as the evening sacrifice. 
 
 2 Watch o'er my lips and guard them, 
 
 Lord ! 
 From every rash and heedless word ; 
 Nor let my feet incline to tread 
 The guilty path, where sinners lead. 
 
 2 Oh ! may the righteous, when I stray, 
 Smite and reprove my wandering way; 
 Their gentle words, like ointment shed, 
 Shall never bruise, but cheer my head 
 
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 4 When 1 behold them pressed with grief, 
 I'll cry to heaven for their relief, 
 And, by my warm petitions, prove, 
 How much I prize their faithful love. 
 
 242. Communion with Christ. L. M. 
 
 1 OH ! that I could for ever dwell, 
 
 Delighted at the Savior's feet, 
 Behold the form 1 love so well, 
 
 And all his tender words repeat: — 
 
 2 The world shut out from all my soul, 
 
 And heaven brought in with all its 
 bliss : — 
 Oh ! is there aught from pole to pole, 
 One moment to compare with this? 
 
 3 This is the hidden life I prize, — 
 
 A life of penitential love ; 
 When most my follies I despise, 
 
 And raise my highest thoughts above. 
 
 4 When all I am, T clearly see, 
 
 And freely own with deepest shame ; 
 When the Redeemer's love to me 
 Kindles within a deathless flame. 
 
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 243. The Voice of Warning, lis. & 5s. 
 
 1 AH, guilty sinner, ruined by transgres- 
 
 sion, 
 What shall thy doom be, when arrayed 
 
 in terror, 
 God shall command thee, covered with 
 
 pollution, • 
 
 Up lo the judgment ! 
 
 2 Wilt thou escape from his omniscient 
 
 notice ; 
 Fly to the caverns, court annihilation 1 ? 
 Vain thy presumption, justice still shall 
 
 triumph 
 
 Jn thy destruction. 
 
 3 Stop, thoughtless sinner, stop awhile and 
 
 ponder, 
 Ere death arrest thee, and the judge, in 
 
 vengeance, 
 Hurl from his presence thine affrighted 
 
 spirit, 
 
 Swift to perdition. 
 
 4 Oft has He called thee, but thou vvouldst 
 
 not hear Him, 
 Mercies and judgments have alike been 
 slighted : 
 
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 Yet He is gracious, and with arms un- 
 folded, 
 
 "Waits to embrace thee. 
 
 5 Come then, poor sinner, come away this 
 moment, 
 Just as you are, come, filthy and polluted, 
 Come to the fountain open for unclean- 
 ness ; — 
 
 Jesus invites you. 
 
 244. The Final Victory of Christ. 7s.&6s. 
 
 1 WHEN shall the voice of singing 
 
 Flow joyfully along? 
 When hill and valley, ringing 
 
 With one triumphant song, 
 Proclaim the contest ended, 
 
 And him, who once was slain, 
 Again to earth descended, 
 
 In righteousness to reign ] 
 
 'A Then from the crnggy mountains, 
 The sacred shout shall fly ; 
 And shady vales and ft *.tains 
 Shall echo the re* 'v : 
 
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 High tower and lowly dwelling 
 Shall send the chorus round ; 
 
 All halleluiah swelling, 
 In one eternal sound. 
 
 245. Praise to the Savior. C. M. 
 
 1 OH ! for a thousand tongues to sing 
 
 My dear Redeemer's praise ! 
 
 The glories of my God and King, 
 
 The triumphs of his grace ! 
 
 2 My gracious Master and my God ! 
 
 Assist me to proclaim, 
 To spread, through all the earth abroad, 
 The honors of thy name. 
 
 3 Jesus — the name that calms my fears — 
 
 That bids my sorrows cease ; 
 'T is music to my ravished ear, 
 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 
 
 4 He breaks the power of reigning sin, 
 
 He sets the prisoner free ; 
 His blood can make the foulest clean; 
 His blood availed for me. 
 
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 246. Am I tlie lord's ? 7s . 
 
 1 'Tis a point I long to know, 
 
 Oft it causes anxious thought ; 
 Do I love the Lord or no 1 
 Am I his, or am I not 1 
 
 2 Jiord, decide the doubtful case ; 
 
 Thou who art thy people's sun: 
 Shine upon the work of grace, 
 If indeed it be begun. 
 
 3 Let me love Thee more and more, 
 
 If I love at all, I pray; 
 If I have not loved before, 
 Help me to begin to-day. 
 
 247. The Mercy of God. lis, 
 
 1 Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my 
 
 song, 
 The joy of my heart and the boast of my 
 
 tongue ; 
 Free grace hath alone, from the first to 
 
 the last, 
 Secured my affections, and bound my 
 
 soul fast. 
 
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 2 Thy mercy has vanquished my obdurate 
 
 heart, 
 That wonders to feel its own hardness 
 
 depart: 
 Dissolved by thy goodness, I fall to the 
 
 ground, 
 And weep to the praiso of the mercy 
 
 I've found. • 
 
 3 The door of thy mercy stands open all 
 day, 
 To ihe poor and the needy who knock 
 
 by the way, 
 No sinner shall ever a place be denied, 
 Who comes seeking mercy through Je- 
 sus that died. 
 
 4 Thy mercy in Jesus exempts me from 
 
 hell, 
 Its glories I'll sing, and its wonders I'll 
 
 tell— 
 'T was Jesus, my friend, when He hung 
 
 qti the tree, 
 Who opened the fountain of mercy for 
 
 me. 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 205 
 
 248. God ' s Power. C. JVI. 
 
 1 THE Lord, our God, is full of might, 
 
 The winds obey his will ; 
 He speaks — and, in his heavenly heigh!, 
 The rolling sun stands still. 
 
 2 Rebel, 3 7 e waves, and o'er the land 
 
 With threatening aspect roar; 
 
 The Lord uplifts his awful hand, 
 And chains you to the shore. 
 
 *3 Howl, winds of night ! your force com- 
 bine, 
 Without his high behest. 
 Ye shall not, in the mountain-pine. 
 Disturb the sparrow's nest. 
 
 1 His voice sublime is heard afar, 
 In distant peals it dies ; 
 He yokes the whirlwinds to his car, 
 And sweeps the howling skies. 
 
 •5 Ye nations bend — in reverence bend ; 
 Ye monarchs wait his nod, 
 And bid the choral song ascend, 
 To celebrate your God. 
 
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 "249. Morning or Evening Worship. C. IvL 
 
 1 ON Thee, each morning, my God ! 
 
 My waking thoughts attend ; 
 In Thee are founded all my hopes, 
 In Thee my wishes end. 
 
 2 My soui, in pleasing wonder lost, 
 
 Thy boundless love surveys; 
 And, fired with grateful zeal, prepares 
 A sacrifice ol praise. 
 
 3 When evening slumbers press my eyes 7 
 
 With his protection blest, 
 
 In peace and safety, I commit 
 
 My wearied limbs to rest. 
 
 4 My spirit in his hand, serene, 
 
 Fears no approaching ill ; 
 For, whether waking or asleep, 
 Thou, Lord ! art with me still. 
 
 250. Joy at ImmanueVs Birth. L. M. 
 
 1 HARK! hark ! — the notes of joy • 
 Roll o'er the heavenly plains, 
 And seraphs find employ 
 
 For their sublimest strains ; 
 Some new delight in heaven is known, 
 Loud sound the harps around ihe throne. 
 
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 2 Hark ! hark ! — the sound draws nigh, 
 
 The joyful hosts descend; 
 Jesus forsakes the sky, 
 
 To earth his footsteps bend ; 
 He comes to bless our fallen race; 
 He comes with messages of grace. 
 
 3 Eear, bear the lidings round ; 
 
 Let every mortal know 
 What love in God is found, 
 
 What pity he can show ; 
 Ye winds that blow ! ye waves that roll ! 
 Bear the glad news from pole to pole. 
 
 251. Song of Gratitude and Praise. L.M, 
 
 1 God sf my life ! through all my days, 
 I'll tune the grateful notes of praise ; 
 The song shall wake with opening light, 
 And warble to the silent night. 
 
 2 When anxious cares would break my 
 
 rest, 
 And griefs would tear my throbbing 
 
 breast, 
 The notes of praise, ascending high, 
 Shall check the murmur and the sigh. 
 
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 3 When death o'er nature snail prevail, 
 And all the powers of language fail, 
 Joy through my swimming- eyes shall 
 
 break, 
 And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 
 
 4 But Oh ! when that last conflict's o'er, 
 And 1 am chained to. earth no more, — 
 Wiih what glad accents shall I rise 
 To join the music of the skies. 
 
 5 Then shall I learn th' exalted strains * x * 
 That echo through the heavenly plains; 
 And emulate, with joy unknown, 
 
 The glowing seraphs round the throne. 
 
 252. Prayer for Revival 8s. &7s. 
 
 1 ONCE, Lord, thy garden flourished, 
 
 Every pari looked gay and green ; 
 Then thy Word cur spirits nourished, 
 
 Happy seasons we have seen ! 
 But a drought has since succeeded, 
 
 And a sad decline we see; 
 Lord, thy help is greatly needed, 
 
 Help can only come from Thee. 
 
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 -2 Some, in whom we once delighted, 
 
 We shall meet no more below ; 
 Some, alas ! we fear are blighted — 
 
 Scarce a single leaf they show, 
 Dearest Savior, hasten hither, 
 
 Thou 'canst make them bloom again ; 
 Oh, permit them not to wither, 
 
 Let not all our hopes be vain ! 
 
 '253. Longing for Heaven. 7s. & 6s, 
 
 1 O WHEN shall 1 see Jesus, 
 
 And reign with Him above; 
 And from that flowing fountain. 
 
 Drink everlasting love 1 
 When shall I be delivered 
 
 From this vain world of sin, 
 And with my blessed Jesus, 
 
 Drink endless pleasures in 1 
 
 2 Through grace, I am determined 
 
 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 ; 
 Then O, my friends, prove faithful. 
 
 And on your way pursue. 
 
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 '3 Whene'er you meet with troubles 
 
 And trials on the way, 
 cast your care on Jesus, 
 
 And don't forget to pray, 
 Gird on the heavenly armor, 
 
 Of faith, and hope, and love ; 
 Then, when the combat's ended, 
 
 He'll cany you above. 
 
 254. Evening Invocation. C M. 
 
 1 GREAT God, to Thee my evening song 
 
 With gratitude I'll raise : 
 Let mercy now attune my tongue, 
 And fill my heart with praise. 
 
 2 My days unclouded as they pass, 
 
 And every circling hour, 
 Are monuments of wondrous grace, 
 That show thy love and power. 
 
 3 While Thou that love and power afford 
 
 I'm safe from every harm ; 
 Can dangers reach me while the Lord 
 Extends his gracious arm 7 
 
 4. Let. this blesl hope my eyelids close, 
 And sleep refresh my frame ; 
 
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 Safe in thy care may I repose, 
 And wake lo praise thy name. 
 
 255. The sight of God and Christ. L. M. 
 
 1 DESCEND from heaven, immortal Dove!' 
 
 Stoop down, and take us on thy wings,, 
 And mount, and bear us far above 
 
 The reach of these inferior things; — 
 
 2 Beyond — Beyond this lower sky, 
 
 Up where eternal ages rol], 
 Where soldid pleasures never die, 
 And fruits immortal feast the soul, 
 
 3 Oh ! for a sight, a blissful sight 
 
 Of our Almighty Father's throne ! 
 There sits the Savior, crowned witb 
 light, 
 Clothed in a body like our own. 
 
 4 Adoiing saints around him stand, 
 
 And thrones and powers before Him 
 fall; 
 The God shines gracious through the 
 man, 
 And sheds sweet glories on them alL 
 
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 •5 Oh ! what amazing joys they feel, 
 
 While to their golden harps they sing, 
 And sit on every heavenly hill, 
 
 And spread the triumphs of their King ! 
 
 ^256. Morning Thanks. C. M. 
 
 1 AGAIN, from calm and sweet repose, 
 
 I rise to hail the dawn; 
 Again the waking eyes unclose, 
 To view the smiling morn, 
 
 2 Great God of love, thy praise I'll sing; 
 
 For thou hast safely kept, 
 My soul beneath thy guardian wing, 
 And watched me while I slept. 
 
 53 Glory to Thee, eternal.God; 
 teach my heart to pray, 
 And thy blest Spirit's help afford, 
 To guide me through the day. 
 
 *257. Sabbath Evening. L. M. 
 
 ll LORD, Inw delightful 'lis to see 
 A whole assembly worship Thee! 
 At once meysing, at once they pray! 
 • They htyu uf heav'n, and learn the way. 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 213 
 
 2 I have been there, and- si ill would go; 
 'Tis like a little heaven below : 
 Not all my pleasures and my play 
 Shall tempt me to forget this day. 
 
 258. . Sabbath Morning. CM. 
 
 1 THIS is the day when Christ arose, 
 
 So early from the dead ; 
 Why should I keep my eyelids closed, 
 And waste my hours in bed I 
 
 2 This is the day when Jesus broke 
 
 The pow'r of death and hell ; 
 And shall f still wear Satan's yoKe, 
 And love my sins so well? 
 
 3 I'll leave my sport to read and pray, 
 
 And so prepare for heav'n ; 
 may 1 love this blessed day, 
 The best of all the sev'n ! 
 
 259. Ruling the. Tongue. C. M. 
 
 1 OUR tongues were made to bless the Lord 
 And not speak ill of men : 
 When others give a railing word., 
 We must not rail again. 
 
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 2 Great God, how terrible art Thou 
 To sinners e'er so young ! 
 Grant me thy grace, and teach me how 
 To tame and rule my tongue. 
 
 260. Early Piety. C. M. 
 
 1 JESUS, who reigns above the sky, 
 
 And keeps the world in awe, 
 Was once a child as young as I, 
 And kept his Father's law. 
 
 2 Children a sweet hosanna sung, 
 
 And blest their Savior's name ; 
 They gave Him honor with their tongue, 
 While scribes and priests blaspheme. 
 
 3 Then why should I so long delay 
 
 What others learnt so soon 1 
 I would not pass another day 
 Without this work begun. 
 
 261. The Danger of Delay. L. M. 
 
 1 IF this rebellious heart of mine 
 
 Despise the gracious call of heaven ; 
 I may be hardened in my sin, 
 And never have repentance given. 
 
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 2 What if the Lord grow wroth and swear 
 
 While I rel'use to read and pray, 
 That He'll refuse to lend an ear 
 To all my groans another day ! 
 
 3 What if his dreadful anger burn, 
 
 While I refuse his offered grace, 
 And all his love to fury turn, 
 
 And strike me dead upon the place ! 
 
 4 'Tis dangerous to provoke our God ! 
 
 His pow'r and vengeance none can telly 
 One stroke of his almighty rod 
 
 Shall send young sinners quick to helL 
 
 262. Thoughts on God and Death. L. JVL 
 
 1 THERE is a God that reigns above, 
 Lord of ihe heav'ns, and earth and seas: 
 I fear his wrath, I ask his love, 
 
 And with my lips I sing his praise. 
 
 2 There is an hour when I must die, 
 Nor do I know how soon 'twill come: 
 A thousand children, young as I, 
 
 Are called by death to hear their doom. 
 
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 *3 Let me improve the hours I have, 
 Before the day of grace is fled : 
 There's no repentance in the grave, 
 Nor pardons offered to the dead. 
 
 263. The All-Seeing Chad. S. M. 
 
 1 LORD, at the foot ashamed I lie ; 
 
 Upwards I dare not look ; 
 Pardon my sins before I die, 
 And blot them from thy book. 
 
 2 Remember nil the dying pains 
 
 That my Redeemer felt, 
 And let his blood wash out my stains, 
 And answer tor my guilt. 
 
 3 may I now forever fear, 
 
 T' indulge a sinful thought, 
 Since the great God can see and hear, 
 And writes down every fault. 
 
 264. Dismission. L. M. 
 
 1 DISMISS us wiih thy blessing, Lord ! 
 Help us to feed upon thy word ; 
 All that has been amiss, forgive, 
 And let thy truth within us live. 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 217 
 
 2 Though we are guilty, Thou art good ; 
 Wash all our works in Jesus' blood ; 
 Give every burdened soul release, 
 And bid us all depart in peace. 
 
 265. Children of Heaven. 7s. 
 
 1 WHO are they whose little feet, 
 
 Pacing life's dark journey through, 
 Now have reached that heavenly seat 
 They have ever kept in view ? 
 
 2 "I from Greenland's frozen land," 
 
 "I from India's sultry plain," 
 11 I from Afric's barren sand," 
 " I from Islands of the main ;" 
 
 3 M All our earthly journey past, 
 
 Every tear and pain gone by, 
 Here through Jesus met at last, 
 At the portals of the sky." 
 
 
 4 Each the welcome "Come " awaits, 
 C onquerors over death and sin ; 
 Lift you i heads, ye golden gates, 
 Let the little travelers in. 
 
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 266. The Sabbath School Peculiar, 
 
 1 ON Sabbath morning, how pleasant 
 
 To come to Sabbath school ! 
 When every happy child is present, 
 And every seat is full. 
 
 2 But best of all the lowly Savior 
 
 Is where his children meet, 
 And show, by quiet, meek behavior, 
 They're sitting at his feet. 
 
 3 How sweet, when all are lowly bending, 
 
 To ask his blessing there ; 
 Or when in praise our voices blending, 
 Thank Him who hears the prayer. 
 
 4 Then let us gladly gather round Him, 
 
 And love Him while we may, 
 For they who seek have always found Hinc 
 E'en in their early day. 
 
 5 And when life's Sabbaths all are ended, 
 
 We all may meet above, 
 Where he for us hath now ascended, 
 Our Father's house of love. 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 219 
 
 267. The Child's Desire. lis & 8s. 
 
 1 I THINK, when I read that sweet story 
 
 of old, 
 When Jesus was here among men, 
 How He called little children as lambs 
 to his fold, 
 I should like to have been with them 
 then. 
 
 2 I wish that his hands had been placed on 
 
 my head, [me ; 
 
 That his arm had been thrown around 
 
 And that I might have seen his kind look 
 
 when He snid, 
 " Let the little ones come unto me." 
 
 3 Yet still to his footstool in prayer I may go 
 
 And ask for a share in his love ; 
 And If I thus earnestly seek Him below; 
 1 shall see Him and hear Him above ; 
 
 4 In that beautiful place He has gone to 
 
 prepare, 
 For all who are washed and forgiven ; 
 And many dear children are gathering 
 
 there, 
 "For of such is the kingdom of heaven." 
 
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 263. The Precious Bible. 8s & 6s. 
 
 1 WHAT is it shows my soul the way 
 To realms of everlasting day, 
 
 And tells the danger of delay? 
 It id the precious Eible. 
 
 2 What teaches me I'm bound to love 
 The glorious God who reigns above, 
 And that I may his goodness prove? 
 
 It is the precious Bible. 
 
 3 What is it gives my spirit rest, 
 
 When with the cares of earth oppressed, 
 And points to regions of the blest? 
 It is the precious Bible. 
 
 4 Oh may this treasure ever be 
 The best of all on earth to me, 
 And still new beauties may I see 
 
 In this, the precious Bible. 
 
 269. Morning Song. 6s* 
 
 1 DARK night away hath roll'd, 
 Glad birds are soaring high; 
 The sun with rays of gold, 
 Looks from the dazzling sky. 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 221 
 
 2 Teach me to thank the Power, 
 
 Whose hand sustains me so; 
 Who o'er each fragrant (lower 
 Bids dews of mercy flow. 
 
 3 raise my heart above, 
 
 Where angel hosts adore ; 
 I'll praise thee for thy love, 
 And count thy mercies o'er. 
 
 270. Encouragement. C. M. 
 
 1 speed thee, Chrislian, on thy way, 
 
 And to thy armor cling : 
 With girded loins the call obey, 
 That grace and mercy bring. 
 
 2 There is a battle to be fought, 
 
 An upward race to run, 
 A crown of glory to be sought, 
 A victory to be won. 
 
 3 The shield of faith repels the dart, 
 
 That Satan's hand may throw ; 
 Hisar;-(*\v cannot reach the heart 
 If Christ control the bow. 
 
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 4 The glowing lamp of prayer will light 
 Thee on thy anxious road ; 
 'Twill keep the goal of heaven in sight, 
 And guide thee to thy God. 
 
 271. The Good Choice. CM. 
 
 1 YE glittering toys of earth adieu ; 
 
 A nobler choice be mine; 
 A heavenly prize attracts my view, 
 A treasure all divine. 
 
 2 Jesus, to multitudes unknown — 
 name divinely sweet ! 
 
 Jesus, in thee, in thee alone, 
 True wealth and honor meet. 
 
 3 Should earth's vain treasures all depart, 
 
 Of this dear gift possessed, 
 I'd clasp it to my joyful heart, 
 And be forever blest. 
 
 272. Victory through Christ. C. M. 
 
 1 GIVE me the wings of faith to rise 
 Within the vail and see 
 The saints above, how great their joys, 
 How bright their glories be. 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 223 
 
 2 Once they were mourning here below, 
 
 And bathed their couch with tears ; 
 They wrestled hard, as we do now, 
 With sins and doubts and fears. 
 
 3 I ask them whence their victory came ; 
 
 They, with united breath, 
 Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, 
 Their triumph to his death. 
 
 273. God our Trust. Is. 
 
 1 LORD, my times are in thy hand; 
 All my fondest hopes have planned 
 To thy wisdom I resign, 
 
 And would make thy purpose mine. 
 
 2 Thou my daily task slialt give ; 
 Day by day to thee I live ; 
 
 So shall added years fulfil, 
 Not my own, my Father's will. 
 
 3 Fond ambition, whisper not; 
 Happy is my humble lot ; 
 Anxious, busy cares, away ; 
 I'm provided for to-day. 
 
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 4 0, to live exempt from care, 
 By the energy oi prayer, 
 Strong in faith, with mind subdued, 
 Yet elate with gratitude. 
 
 274. The Christian Race. C. M. 
 
 1 AWAKE, my soul ! stretch every nerve 
 
 And press with vigor on; 
 A heavenly race demands thy zeal, 
 And an immortal crown. 
 
 2 'Tis God's all-anirnating voice, 
 
 That calls thee from on high ; 
 'Tis H>, whose hand presents the prize 
 To thine aspiring eye. 
 
 3 A cloud of witnesses around 
 
 Hold thee in full survey ; 
 Forget the steps already trod, 
 And onward urge thy way. 
 
 4 Blest Savior! introduced by thee, 
 
 Our race have we begun ; 
 And crowned with vict'ry, at thy feet 
 We'll lay our trophies down. 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 225 
 
 275. Riches of God's Goodness, 5s & 7s. 
 
 1 RICH are the treasures, 
 Pure are the pleasures, 
 
 God in his mercy bestows ; 
 
 Those who draw near Him, 
 
 Love Him and fear Him — 
 Safe on his bosom repose. 
 
 2 'Mid self-denials, 
 And fiery trials, 
 
 Peace shall inhabit the soul. 
 
 What should alarm us 1 
 
 AVhat e'er can harm us ? 
 God has the sovereign control. 
 
 3 Grace reigns for ever — 
 Love faileth never — 
 
 God is our Father and Friend ; 
 
 In Christ believing, 
 
 Pardon receiving, 
 Bliss shall be ours without end. 
 
 276. Vital Union with Christ. S. M 
 
 1 DEAR Savior ! we are thine 
 By everlasting bands j 
 K* 
 
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 Our names, our hearts, we would resign, 
 Our hearts are in thy hands. 
 
 2 To thee we still would cleave, 
 
 With ever growing zeal ; 
 If millions tempt us Christ to leave? 
 Oh ! let them ne'er prevail. 
 
 3 Thy Spirit shall unite 
 
 Our souls to thee our Head ; 
 Shall form us to thine image bright. 
 That we thy paths may tread. 
 
 4 Death may our souls divide 
 
 From these abodes of clay ; 
 But love shall keep us near thy side 
 Through all the gloomy way. 
 
 277. Remember Me. C. M. 
 
 1 IN mercy Lord, remember me, 
 
 Thro' all the hours of night, 
 
 And grant to me most graciously 
 
 The safeguard of thy might. 
 
 2 With cheerful heart I close my eyes 
 
 Since thou wilt not remove; 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 227 
 
 Oh ! in the morning let me rise 
 Rejoicing in thy love ! 
 
 3 Or, if this night should prove my last, 
 And end my transient days ; 
 Oh ! take me to thy promised rest, 
 Where I may sing thy praise. 
 
 27S. The Righteous and Wicked. L. M. 
 
 1 HAPPY the man, whose cautious feet 
 Slum the broad way that sinners go; 
 Who hates the place whefe atheisls meet, 
 And fears to talk as scoffers do. 
 
 5 He loves t' employ his morning light 
 Among the statutes of the Lord, 
 And spends the wakeftil hours of night, 
 With pleasure pondering o'er the word. 
 
 3 He, like a plant by gentle streams, 
 
 Shall nourish in immortal green; 
 And Heaven will shine with kindest 
 beams, 
 On every work his hands begin. 
 
 4 But sinners find their counsels crossed ; 
 
 As chaff' before the tempest flies, 
 
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 Vo shall their hopes be blown and lost, 
 When the last trumpet shakes the skies.. 
 
 279. Goodness of God. Gfc M. 
 
 1 SWEET is the mem'ry of thy grace, 
 
 My God ! my heavenly King ! 
 Let age to age thy righteousness.. 
 In sounds of glory sing. 
 
 2 God reigns on high, — but ne'er confines 
 
 His goodness tp»the skies ; 
 Thro' then whole earth his bounty shines,. 
 And every want supplies. 
 
 3 With longing eyes thy creatures wait 
 
 On thee for daily food ; 
 Thy liberal hand provides their meat, 
 And fills their mouth with good. 
 
 4 How kind are thy compassions, Lord L 
 
 How slow thine anger moves ! 
 Bui soon He sends his pard'ning word 
 To cheer the souls He loves. 
 
 5 Creatures, wiih all their endless race, 
 
 Thy power and praise proclaim;. 
 But saints, who taste thy richer grace,- 
 Delight to bless thy name. 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 229 
 
 2S0. Distrust of Self. S. M. 
 
 1 BE W ARK of Peter's word, 
 
 Nor confidently say, 
 " I never will deny ihe Lord ;" 
 But, " grant I never may." 
 
 2 Man's wisdom is to seek 
 
 His strength in God alone ; 
 And e'en a angel would be weak, 
 Who trusted in his own. 
 
 3 Retreat beneath his wings, 
 
 And in his grace confide ; 
 This more exalts the King of kings 
 Than all your works beside. 
 
 4 In Jesus is our store ; 
 
 Grace issues from his throne ; 
 Whoever says "I want no more," 
 Confesses he has none. 
 
 2ol. Not ashamed of Jesus. L. M» 
 
 1 JESUS ! and shall it ever be, 
 A mortal man asham'd of thee I 
 
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 Asham'd of thee whom angels praise, 
 Whose glories shine through endless 
 days. 
 
 H Asham'd of Jesus ! — that dear friend, 
 On whom my hopes of heav'n depend! 
 No ! when I blush, be this my shame, 
 That I no more revere his name. 
 
 3 Asham'd of Jesus! — yes I may — 
 When I've no guilt to wash away — 
 No tear to wipe — no good to crave — 
 No fear to quell — no soul to save. 
 
 4 Till then — nor is my boasting vain — 
 Till then I boast a Savior slain ! 
 And oh, may this my glory be, 
 That Christ is not asham'd of me ! 
 
 2S2. New Years' Hymn. Peculiar. 
 
 1 COME, let us anew, 
 Our journey pursue, 
 Roll round with the year, 
 And never stand still till the Master nppear ; 
 His adorable will 
 Let us gladly fulfil, 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 231 
 
 And our talents improve, 
 By the patience of hope, and the labor of 
 love. 
 
 2 Our life is a dream ; 
 Our time, as a stream, 
 Glides swiftly away ; 
 
 And the fugitive moment refuses to slay. 
 
 The arrow is flown, , 
 
 The moment is gone, 
 
 The millenial year 
 Rushes on to our view, and eternity's near. 
 
 3 Oh, that each in the day 
 Of his coming may say, 
 
 "I have fought my way through 
 I have finish'd the work thou didst give me 
 to do !" 
 Oh, that each from his Lord 
 May receive the glad word, 
 44 Well and faithfully done, 
 Enter into my joy and sit down on my 
 throne! 
 
 283. Not my will, hut thine. C. M. 
 
 1 ONE prayer 1 have— all prayers in one, 
 When I am wholly thine: 
 Thy will, my God ! thy will be done, 
 And let that will be mine. 
 
232 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
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 All-wise, Almighty, and All-good ! 
 
 In theel firmly trust, 
 Thy ways unknown or understood, 
 
 Are merciful and just. 
 
 3 May I remember that to thee, 
 
 What e'er I have I owe, 
 And back, in gratitude from me, 
 May all thy bounties flow. 
 
 4 Write but my name upon the roll, 
 
 Of thy redeemed above ; 
 Then, heart and mind, and strength and 
 soul. 
 I'll love thee for thy love. 
 
 284. O that I knew where I might find Him. 
 
 1 that I knew the secret place, 
 
 Where I might find my God ! 
 I'd spread my wants before his face, 
 And pour my woes abroad. 
 
 2 I'd tell Him how my sins arise, 
 
 What sorrows I sustain ; < 
 
 How grace decays and comfort dies, 
 And leaves my heart in pain. 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 4&6 
 
 3 He knows what arguments I'd take, 
 
 To wrestle with my God : 
 I'd plead for his own mercy's sake, 
 And for my Savior's blood. 
 
 4 Arise, my soul, from deep distress, 
 
 And banish every fear ; 
 He calls thee to his throne of grace, 
 To spread thy sorrows there. 
 
 285. No Continuing City. L. M. 
 
 / 
 
 1 WE'VE no abiding city here ; 
 
 This may distress the worldly mind, 
 But should not cost the saint a tear, 
 Who hopes a better rest to find. 
 
 2 We've no abiding city here, 
 
 We seek a city out ot sight ; 
 Zion its name— the Lord is there : 
 It shines with everlasting light. 
 
 3 Oh, sweet abode of peace and love, 
 
 Where pilgrim's freed from toil are 
 blest; 
 Had I the pinions of a dove, 
 I'd fly to thee and be at rest. 
 
284 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 4 But hush, my soul, nor dareropine ; 
 The time my God appoints is best. 
 While here, to do his will be mine, 
 And his to fix my time of rest. 
 
 286. Will ye also go axe ay 1 CM. 
 
 1 WHEN any turn from Zion's way, 
 
 Alas ! what numbers do ! 
 Methinks I hear my Savior say, 
 " Wilt thou forsake me too V* 
 
 2 Ah, Lord, with such a heart as mine, 
 
 Unless thou hold me fast, 
 I feel I must, [ shall decline, 
 And prove like them at last. 
 
 3 Beyond ;i doubt, I rest assured, 
 
 Thou art the Christ of (rod, 
 Who hast eternal life secured, 
 By promise and by blood. 
 
 4 What anguish has that question stirred, 
 
 "If [ will also go?" 
 Yet, Lord, relying on thy word, 
 I humbly answer, No. 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 235 
 
 287. God our Refuge. C. M. 
 
 1 GOD is our refuge, tried and proved, 
 
 Amid a stormy world ; 
 We will not fear though earth be moved, 
 And hills in ocean hurled. 
 
 2 The waves may roar, the mountains 
 
 shake : 
 Our comforts shall not cease : 
 The Lord will not his saints forsake ; 
 The Lord will give us peace. 
 
 3 A gentle stream of hope and love, 
 
 To us shall ever flow : 
 It issues from his throne above; 
 It cheers his church below. 
 
 4 When earth and hell against us come, 
 
 He spake and quelled their powers; 
 The Lord of hosts is still the same ; 
 The God of grace i,g ours. 
 
 288. Solitude. C. M. 
 
 1 FAR from the world, Lord ! I llee, 
 From strife and tumult far 
 From scenes where Satan wages still 
 His most successful war. 
 
236 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 2 The calm retreat, the quiet shade, 
 
 With prayer and praise agree, 
 And seem by thy sweet bounty made 
 For those who follow thee. 
 
 3 There, if thy Spirit touch the soul, 
 
 And grace her mean abode, 
 Oh, with what peace, and joy, and love, 
 She communes with her God ! 
 
 4 There, like the nightingale she pours 
 
 Her solitary lays; 
 Nor asks a witness of her song, 
 Nor thirsts tor human praise. 
 
 5 Author and Guardian of my life, 
 
 Sweet source of light divine, 
 And (all harmonious names in one,) 
 Blest Savior thou art mine ! 
 
 289. God a Sovereign. CM. 
 
 1 GOD moves in a mysterious way, 
 His wonders to perform ; 
 He plants his footsteps in the sea, 
 And rides upon the storm. 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 23T 
 
 2 Deep in unfathomable mines 
 
 Of never-failing skill, 
 He treasures up his bright designs, 
 And works his Sovereign will. 
 
 3 Ye fearful saints fresh courage take, 
 
 The clouds ye so much dread, 
 Are big with mercy, and shall break 
 In blessings on your head. 
 
 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 
 
 But trust Him for his grace. 
 Behind a frowning providence 
 He hides a smiling face. 
 
 5 His purposes will ripen fast, 
 
 Unfolding every hour : 
 The bud may have a bitter taste, 
 But sweet will be the flower. 
 
 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, 
 
 And scan his work in vain. 
 God is his own interpreter, 
 And He will make it plain. 
 
238 SOCIAL AND S. S. HYMNS. 
 
 290. Mary at the Tomb. 7s. Double. 
 
 1 MARY to the Savior's tomb, 
 
 Hasted at the early dawn ; 
 Spice she brought and sweet perfume, 
 
 But the Lord she loved had gone ; 
 For awhile she lingering stood, 
 
 Filled with sorrow and surprise ; 
 Trembling while a crystal flood 
 
 Issued from her weeping eyes. 
 
 2 But her sorrows quickly fled, 
 
 When she heard his welcome Toice ; 
 Christ had risen from the dead ; 
 
 Now He bids her heart rejoice ; 
 What a change his word can make, 
 
 Turning darkness into day. 
 Ye who weep for Jesus'sake, 
 
 He will wipe your tears away. 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 HYMN. 
 
 A charge to keep I have, 65 
 
 Acquaint thyself quickly, sinner, 13 
 
 Again from calm and sweet repose 256 
 
 Again the day returns of holy rest 156 
 
 Ah, guilty sinner, ruined 243 
 
 Ah ! heard ye that cry, 200 
 
 Alas! and did my Savior bleed, 71 
 
 Alas! what hourly dangers rise, 104 
 
 All hail the power of Jesus' name, 38 
 
 Almighty God! in humble prayer, 58 
 
 Almighty Ruler of the skies 226 
 Amazing grace ! how sweet the sound, 78 
 
 Am I a soldier of the cross ? 149 
 
 And canst thou sinner, slight 15 
 
 Another six days' work is done, 115 
 
 Approach, my soul , the mercy seat, 60 
 
 As every day thy mercy spares, 170 
 
 Asleep in Jesus ! blessed sleep ! 143 
 
 As near to Calvary I pass, 70 
 
 Awake, and sing the song 37 
 
240 INDEX. 
 
 HYMN. 
 
 Awa> D , my soul, and with the sun, 165 
 
 AwaKe, my soul ! to joyful lays 240 
 
 Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve 274 
 
 Bleeding hearts, defiled by sin, 26 
 
 Behold the throne of grace, 59 
 
 Behold where Cedron's waters flow, 108 
 
 Beware of Peter's word, 280 
 
 Blessed are the sons of God ! 116 
 
 Blest are the humble souls that see 115 
 
 Blest be the tie that binds 94 
 
 Blow ye the trumpet, blow 33 
 
 Bread of heaven ! on thee I feed 206 
 
 Break every yoke, the Gospel cries 198 
 
 Brightest and best of the sons 46 
 
 Broad is the road that leads to death, 9 
 
 Cease, ye mourners ! cease to languish 213 
 
 Child of sin and sorrow, 29 
 
 Children of God I renounce your fears, 150 
 
 Children of the Heavenly King, 98 
 
 Christian mother ! when your prayer 204 
 
 Christian ! see the orient morning 188 
 
 Come back to me, mother, 205 
 
 Come, gracious Spirit, Heavenly Dove 119 
 
 Come hither, all ye weary souls, 24 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit ! come, 117 
 
 Come let us join our cheerful songs, 34 
 
 Come let us join our songs of praise 50 
 
241 
 
 Come, thou fount of every blessing, 88 
 
 Come let us anew. 28? 
 
 Come to Calv'ry,s holy mountain, 2'! 
 
 Come to Jesus, just now 32 
 
 Come, trembling sinner ! in whose breast 21 
 
 Come, weary souls ! with sin distressed, 23 
 
 Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye 31 
 
 Come, ye sinners, heavy laden, 228 
 
 Come, ye who love the Lord 97 
 
 Dark night away hath rolled, 
 Dear Savior, we are thine, 
 Delay not, delay not, O sinner. 
 Descend from heaven, Immortal Dove, 
 Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord, 
 Did Christ o'er sinners weep ? 
 
 Eternity is just at hand ! 
 
 I flee, 
 
 Far from the world, O Lord, 
 Father of eternal grace 
 Father of mercies ! in thy word 
 Father ! what e'er of earthly bliss . 
 Feebly the bondmen toiled, 
 From every stormy wind that blows, 
 From Greenland's icy mountains, 
 From the cross uplifted high, 
 
 269 
 276 
 
 14 
 255 
 264 
 
 69 
 
 238 
 
 288 
 
 133 
 
 3 
 
 63 
 201 
 
 62 
 181 
 
 28 
 
 Gentle Jesus ! lovely Lamb, 
 
 N 
 
 132 
 
242 INDEX. 
 
 HYMN. 
 
 Gently, my Savior ! let me down 209 
 
 Give me the wings of faith to rise, 272 
 
 God is our refuge, tried and proved, 287 
 
 God movL'sin a mysterious way, 289 
 
 Glory to thee, my God ! this night, 172 
 
 God, in the Gospel of his Son 6 
 
 God of my life, through all my days, 251 
 
 Go to dark Gethsemane, 107 
 
 Go, ye messengers of God ! 186 
 
 Grace, 'tis a charming sound 92 
 
 Gracious Spirit, Love Divine ! 118 
 
 Great God, to thee my evening song, 254 
 
 Guide me, O, thou Great Jehovah 80 
 
 Hail ! my ever blessed Jesus, 
 
 Hail ! sacred truth, whose piercing rays 
 
 Hail ! sweetest, dearest tie that binds 
 
 Happy the man, whose cautious feet. 
 
 Hark I a voice from heaven 
 
 Hark ! I hear a sound of anguish, 
 
 Hark, Hark, the notes of joy, 
 
 Hark ! ray soul ! it is the Lord, 
 
 Hark ! ten thousand harps and voices, 
 
 Hark ! the voice of love and mercy 
 
 Hark ! what cry arrests my ear 
 
 Hark ! what mean those lamentations 
 
 Haste, sinner ! to be wise, 
 
 Hear, sinner ! mercy hails you 
 
 Hearts of stone, relent, relent, 
 
 He dies ! the Friend of sinners dies 
 
INDEX. 243 
 
 HYMN. 
 
 Hero, o'er the earth, as a stranger 112 
 
 Holy Bib.lt ' book divine ! 1 
 
 How calm and beautiful the morn 153 
 
 How condescending and how' kind, 54 
 
 How firm a •mndation, ye saints 76 
 
 How h a p p y a re they 90 
 
 How lost was my condition 83 
 
 How lovely and how fair, 223 
 
 How oft, alas ! this wretched heart 74 
 
 How precij is is the book divine .2 
 
 How shall the young secure their hearts 7 
 
 How sweet and heavenly is the sight 95 
 
 How sweet is the Sabbath to me 159 
 
 How sweetly fit' red the gospel sound, 48 
 
 How sweet the melting lay 167 
 
 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 44 
 
 I love the volume of thy word 4 
 
 I love thy kingdom, Lord, 230 
 
 I love to steal awhile away 175 
 
 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord, 77 
 
 In this calm, impressive hour, 166 
 
 In mercy, Lord , remember me, 277 
 
 If this rebellious heart of mine, 261 
 
 I pity the slave-mother 202 
 I think when I read that sweet story of old, 267 
 
 I saw one hanging on a tree, 68 
 
 I would not live always 141 
 
244 INDEX. 
 
 HYMN. 
 
 Jerusalem my happy home 145 
 
 Jesus hath died that I might live, 123 
 
 Jesus I love thy charming name 35 
 
 Jesus I my cross have taken 126 
 
 Jesus, Lord ! we look to thee 121 
 
 Jesus, lover of my soul 84 
 
 Jesus, my all to heaven has gone 82 
 
 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun, 221 
 
 Jesus, we bow before thy throne 184 
 
 Jesus, who knows full well 61 
 
 Jesus, who reigns above the sky, 260 
 
 Jesus and shall it ever be, 281 
 
 Know, my soul! thy full salvation 137 
 
 Lamb of God ! whose bleeding love 124 
 
 Lo ! on a narrow neck of land 8 
 
 Lord, at thy feet ashamed I lie, 263 
 
 Lord ! dismiss us with thy blessing 219 
 
 Lord, how delightful 'tis to see, 257 
 
 Lord ! I am thine, entirely thine 129 
 
 Lord ! I come to thee for rest 122 
 
 Lord ! in the morning thou slialt hear 163 
 
 Lord ! send thy word and let it fly 187 
 
 Lord, Thou hast searched and seen me 231 
 
 Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I, 222 
 
 Lord my times are in thy hand, 273 
 
 Love divine, all love excelling 136 
 
INDEX. 245 
 HYMN. 
 
 Majestic sweetness sits enthroned 43 
 
 Mary to the Savior's tomb, 290 
 
 'Mid scenes of confusion 142 
 
 Must Jesus bear the cross alone 109 
 
 My dear Redeemer, and my Lord ! 120 
 
 My faith looks up to thee 125 
 
 My God, accept my early vows, 241 
 
 My God ! how endless is thy love 180 
 
 My God, permit my tongue, 221 
 
 My gracious Redeemer I love, 89 
 
 My Savior, my almighty friend ! 42 
 
 My Shepherd will supply my need 101 
 
 My soul be on thy guard, 103 
 
 No more, my God ! I boast no more 75 
 
 Not all the blood of beasts "t 3 
 
 Now from labor and from care 174 
 
 Now I resolve with all my heart 1- 
 
 Now is the accepted time 12 
 
 O could I speak the matchless worth 36 
 O fly, mourning s'nner! saith Jesus to me 20 
 
 O for a heart to praise my God 135 
 
 O for a thousand tongues to sing, 245 
 
 Oh ! child of grief! why weepest thou 30 
 
 Oh ! for a closer walk with God 113 
 
 Oh ! what amazing words of grace 116 
 
 Oh ! where shall rest be found 1 38 
 O Lord I whose forming hand one blood 194 
 
246 INDEX. 
 
 HYMJT. 
 
 O love divine, how sweet thou art 131 
 
 my soul ! what means this sadness 106 
 
 Once move my soul ! the rising day 164 
 
 Once, Lord, thy garden flourished : 252 
 
 Once on the raging seas I rode 39 
 
 One prayer I have — all prayers in one, 283 
 
 On Sabbath morning, oh, how pleasant, 266 
 
 On thee each morning, O my God 249 
 
 On the mountain top appearing 190 
 
 pity the poor little slave 203 
 
 sacred Head ! once wounded 207 
 
 0, speed thee, Christian, on thy way, 270 
 
 O that I knew the secret place, 284 
 
 O that I could forever dwell, 242 
 
 O there will be mourning 217 
 
 O thou great God, whose piercing eye 66 
 
 Our countrymen . re dying 197 
 Our tongues wero made to bless the Lord 259 
 
 O when shall I see Jesus, 253 
 
 Peace troubled soul ! thou needs! not fear 81 
 
 Praise God from whom all blessings flow 220 
 
 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire 57 
 
 Quiet as a peaceful river, 233 
 
 Return, O wanderer! now return 25 
 
 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings 237 
 
INDEN. 247 
 
 HYMN. 
 
 Rock of ages, cleft for me 85 
 
 Rich are the treasures, 275 
 
 Safely through another week 154 
 
 Salvation ! let the tidings roll 185 
 
 Salvation! oh the joyful sound 45 
 
 Savior breathe an evening blessing 178 
 
 Serene, I laid me down 169 
 
 Shall we go on to sin 114 
 
 Show pity, Lord, oh Lord, forgive 72 
 
 Sinner, art thou still secure 10 
 
 Softly now the light of day 173 
 
 Soft be the gentle breathing notes, 234 
 
 Soon as the morning rays appear 235 
 
 Sons of. the noble sires 199 
 
 S.andup my soul, shake off thy fears 110 
 
 Star of Peace, to wanderers weary 191 
 
 Stop, poor sinner, stop and think 236 
 
 Stretched on the cross, the Savior dies 52 
 
 Sweet is the mem'ry of the grace, 279 
 
 Sweet is the scene, where Christians die 211 
 
 Sweet is the work, my God, my King 161 
 
 Sweet is the work, Lord 162 
 
 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing 87 
 
 Tell me no more of earthly toys 111 
 
 That awful day will surely come 216 
 
 The day is past and gone 179 
 
 The Lord is my Shepherd, He makes 99 
 
248 INDEX. 
 
 HYMN. 
 
 The Lord my pasture will prepare 100 
 
 The Lord my Shepherd is 1 02 
 
 The Lord, Our God is full of might 248 
 
 The Lord shall come, the earth shall 232 
 
 The morning light is breaking 189 
 
 There is a fountain, filled with blood 49 
 
 There i* a happy land 218 
 
 There is a land of pure delight 140 
 
 There is an hour of peaceful rest 139 
 
 There is no room for trifling here 64 
 
 The Savior calls — let every ear 17 
 
 The Savior ! O what endless 41 
 
 There is a God who reigns above 262 
 
 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love 160 
 
 This is the day. when Christ arose 258 
 
 Thou art, gone to the grave 215 
 
 Thou didst hear my evening cry 168 
 
 Thou Lamb of God, thou Prince 134 
 
 Thou sweet gliding Kedron 47 
 Through the day thy love has spared us 176 
 
 Through thy protecting care 171 
 
 Thus far the Lord has led me on 1 77 
 
 Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of 247 
 
 'Tis a point I long to know 246 
 
 To-day the Savior calls 18 
 
 Together let us sweetlv live 151 
 
 To God, the Father— G od the Son 221 
 
 Tossed upon life's raging billow 192 
 
 To whom, my Savior! shall I go 86 
 
INDEX. 249 
 HYMN. 
 
 Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb 214 
 
 Welcome, Savior ! to my heart 127 
 
 Welcome, sacred day of rest, 157 
 
 Welcome, welcome, dear Redeemer 128 
 
 Welcome, sweet day of rest 158 
 
 We'er travelling home to heaven above 148 
 
 We've no abiding city here, 285 
 
 We shall gain the heavenly world 152 
 
 What sinners value I resign 229 
 
 What sound is this ? a song 93 
 
 What's this that steals upon my frame 210 
 
 When all thy mercies, my God 56 
 
 When any turn from Z ion's way 286 
 
 When I can read my title clear 144 
 
 When I survey the wondrous cross 53 
 
 When languor and disease invade 208 
 
 When rocks and when shallows beset 193 
 
 When shall the voice of singing 244 
 
 When thou my righteous Judge shall, 239 
 
 While life prolongs its precious light 224 
 
 While thee I seek, protecting power 79 
 
 Whither goest thou, pilgrim si ranger 147 
 
 Why do we mourn departing friends 212 
 
 Why that look of sadness 105 
 
 Who are they whose little feet, 265 
 
 What is it shows my soul the way, 268 
 
 Ye angels ! who stand around the throne 146 
 
 Ye servants of God, 225 
 
 Ye glittering toys of earth, adieu, 27 i 
 
IKDEX OF SUBiECTSo 
 
 SCRIPTURES, 1 t° 
 ExHORTATORY— " 
 
 Alarming, ° 
 
 Inviting^ 12 
 
 Encouraging, ** 
 Devotional and Experimental— 
 Adoration, ) 
 
 Thanksgiving,! 33 
 Praise, ) 
 
 Petition, 57 
 
 Self-Examination, 64 
 
 I Repentance, 68 
 
 Confession, "73 
 
 Trust, 76 
 
 Love, 88 
 
 Jo >-- 22 
 
 Peace, Jy 
 Temptation and Victory, 103 
 
 Longing for holiness, 113 
 
 Consecration, 126 
 
 Sanctification, 131 
 
 Heaven anticipated, 138 
 
 Sabbath, 153 
 
INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 251 
 
 Family Worship — 
 
 Morning, 
 
 Evening, 
 Missionary — 
 
 The Heathen, 
 
 Mariners, 
 
 Bondmen, 
 Special Occasions — 
 
 Communion Day, 
 
 Sickness, 
 
 Death, 
 
 Funeral, 
 
 Judgment, ' 
 
 Heaven, 
 Doxologies. 
 
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