FROM THE LIBRARY OF REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON, D. D. BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO o1 ,- PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY Section Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2013 http://archive.org/details/hywoOOmeth HYMNS FOE DIVINE WORSHIP. COMPILED FOR THE USE OF THE METHODIST NEW CONNEXION. - Founded AJ). 1797. Sing praises to God, sing praises: Sing praises unto our King, sing praises. For God is the King of all the earth : Sing ye praises with understanding. Psalm xlvii. 6, 7. LONDON: JOIIX HUDSTOX, METHODIST NEW CONNEXION BOOK-ROOM, NO. 4, LONDON-HOUSE YARD, ST. PAl'I/s. E.C. 1S75. ENTERED AT STATIONERS' HALL,. JOHN CHILDS AND BON, PBINTKBS. PREFACE. This Hymn Book has been compiled under the direction of the Annual Conference of the Methodist New Connexion, for the use of its various churches and members in public and private devotion. It takes the place of another similar Book, which, though for many years the companion and guide of multitudes " in the service of song in the house of the Lord," has long been felt to be defective, not only as containing too small a number of hymns for the purpose intended, with occasional alterations of these from the original com- positions which time has shown to be not always for the better, but also as including in this number some which might well be dispensed with for others of higher character and greater utility. The present collection is larger than wTas first contemplated, and larger also than can soon be exhausted in any series of ser- vices connected with one congregation. But then, in the first place, it was quickly found that the stores at command were so rich as to offer great temptations to exceed the limits originally prescribed. Again, it was remembered that the collection was not designed for a single congregation or society, but for many such united in one Denomination ; nor therefore for a single minister, whose ordinary selection of hymns might be limited to his own individual taste or type of ministry, but for a considerable number discharging the same religious functions each Lord's -day, in whom varieties of taste and modes of handling the Word of God might reasonably be supposed to exist great enough to turn to profitable account even a larger collection than is here brought together. Moreover, the wish was to cover with " the service of song" as much of the whole field of Christian experience as possible, — to furnish a book of devotion for the closet, as well as a selection of "psalms and hymns and spiritual songs " for the sanctuary ; and to do both with as much fulness and completeness as would minister to almost every variety of religious sentiment, either by first suggesting and exciting it, or, when excited, by supplying the language in which it should find most fitting ex- pression. For this purpose the works of nearly all our hymn-writers have been examined, and the best of them laid under heavy tribute. By far the largest contribution has been levied on the compositions of the two Wesleys, whose service in this department of Christian literature would probably be found, could we estimate its whole effect in the actual experience of now living and of glorified piety, the richest part of that entire legacy which their genius and sanctity have bequeathed to successive generations of believers from their own time to the end of all things. But to their compositions others have been added of men worthy to stand by their side, together with the choicest productions of many more only just inferior to these, IV . PREFACE. not only because of their often equal and sometimes greater excellence, nor only because of their acknowledged suitablen* ss for the pnip of religious worship, but also to render the book itself as much as may be, consistently with a purely evangelical faith, representative of the poetry and piety of the Christian world in general. Inde< d, the hymns in this compilation have been taken from many while a few of them have never before been incorporated in auy English collection whatever. Some of the hymns will be deemed long, but it has not been thought expedient to shorten them, since what is not required for public worship may be serviceable for private use, and since the verses selected at one time, or by one minister, may be omitted at another and by a second. As a rule it is not desirable, because fatiguing, to protract the singing in any one instance, but rather to •sing frequently than to sing long. Great pains have been taken to secure an authentic and accurate text. The hymns have been collated line by line with the original compositions, when accessible ; when not, with the best editions that could be procured. In some cases emendations by later hands have been adopted in preference to the author's own words, but in no instance, it is believed, save where the emendation is a manifest improvement, or has been decisively accepted as such by the most competent judges, or by the voice of a common Christian sentiment. In most cases the date of the first publication of the hymn has been appended, together with the author's name. When the name or date is enclosed between brackets, some uncertainty is denoted. The names of the authors of hymns of which translations are given are printed in italics, when not otherwise indicated. Cordial thanks are due, and are here offered, to those who have permitted their copyright hymns to be used for this collection. Oi these may jbe mentioned in particular the Rev. H. Bonar, D.D. ; the Rev. H. Fish, M.A., for the copyright portion of his edition of C. Wesley's version of the Psalms.; Miss Winkworth, for hymns from " Lyra Germanica ; " R. Massie, Esq., for his beautiful trans- lations from the German; the Translators of " Hymns from the Land of Luther ; " the Rev. W. Mercer, M.A., for hymns 172 and 2G7, froni his " Church Psalter and Hymn Book;" Messrs. Long- man & Co., for permission to insert some hymns from the first series of "Lyra Germanica " and "Lyra Domestica ; " and to all others whose contributions, still recognised as private property, add to the completeness and value of this Book of Praise. The compilers commend their work to the Church of Christ in general, but to the Denomination which they have especially sought to serve in particular, in the hope that, in instances which no man can number, it may be a means of manifold spiritual profit, kindling the fire of devotion in hearts where little or no such fire existed before, and carrying up before the Lord, as incense ever grateful to Him, now the prayer of penitence, and again the voice of praise. CONTENTS. Jftrst Dtfaiston. THE WORSHIP, THE ATTRIBUTES, AND THE WORKS OF GOD. Hymns concerning the Wousnip of God : — General Hymns on "Worship 1— 10 The Lord's Prayer ... 10— 14 Calls to Worship 15— 24 Delight in Worship ... 25— 32 Worship only through Christ ... 33 Praise ... 34— 40 General Supplications ... 11— 50 Praying for a Blessing on the Word 51— GO Benedictions ... C7— 70 The Lord's Day ... 71— 70 Adoration and Thanksgiving 80—220 GOD:— His Glory ... 80— 03 His Dominion ... ... 91— 97 His Attributes ... 98—125 Our Portion and Refuge ... 12G— 131 His Works — Creation ... ... 132—111 Providence ... 112—101 Ptedemption ... 1G2— 172 The Holy Trinity ... 173— 183 GOD— The Son :— His Worship .... ... 184—210 The Name of Jesus ... 211— 21G Christ precious ... 217—220 His Characters and Titles ... 221—232 His Advent ... 233—213 His Miracles ... 211—215 His Example ... 246—248 His Atonement ... ... 211)— 2G8 His Piesurrection and Ascension ... 209—277 VI CONTEXTS. GOD-The Son:— HTMS8> His Intercession ... «.. ... ... 278 282 His Reign 283—288 His Second Coming „.. 289 — 291 GOD — The Holy Ghost :— Prayers for His Influence ... ... ... 292 — 301 as the Spirit of Adoption ... 302 — 304 ■ as the Spirit of Prayer ... 305 — 306 Teacher and Sanctifier 307—319 (See also 55,59,60,734,757,759,935.) Praise 320—322 The \\ ued of God : — Its Inspiration and Excellence .... ... 323 — 332 SccottU Dt&tston* THE CHARACTER, PROBATION, AND SALVATION OF MAX. Hymns concerning the. Fallen Condition of Man: — 333 — 342 Describing Formal Religion ... ... ... 336 — 338 Appeal to the Saviour ... ... .... ... 340 — 341 The Holy Spirit convincing of Sin ... ... 342 The Gospel Call : — Exhorting Sinners to return to God ... ... 343 — 3G8 Describing the Pleasantness of Eeligion . . . 869 — 382 Inward Religion 383—385 the Love of God to Man 386—403 Time and Eteenity, — The Gospel Call urged : — Probation 404—410 Death 411—432 The Resurrection ... 488—436 Judgment ... ... ... ... 437 — 457 Heaven (See also 841— 846) ... 458—481 Hell ' 482—484 Repentance and Faith : — Praying for Repentance ... ... ... 485 — 494 For Mourners convinced of Sin ... ... 495 — 563 Backsliding ... 564—578 Recovered from Backsliding ... 579 — 584 CONTENTS. Vll The Christian Life : — hymns. Joy — For Believers Rejoicing ... 585 — 02S 4so SO— 220) Conflict, Faith— Fighting ... 629—655 Prayer — "Watchfulness — Energy— ■ Patience — ■ Holiness- -Praying -Watching -Working -Suffering (See also Gil) -Seeking for Full Redemption 721— TOG 656- 070—081 685- 697—723 -Saved Entire Consecration — — Brotherly Kindness and Charity For Believers Interceding Hopes and Aspirations The Church of Christ : — Its Blessedness and Security Its Fellowship ... Thanksgiving and Prayer Baptism The Lord's Supper The Christian Ministry Receiving Members, Covenant.. Erection and Dedication of the Sanctuary Extension of Christ's Kingdom Parting Hymns... The Family : — Domestic Religion Morning, Evening, and Birthday' Masters and Parents The Young Education of Youth The Old and New Year National Solemnities For Use at Sea Private Worship doxologies and anthems Index of Hymns and Verses. Reference Table. 707—825 821—825 820—838 830—846 847—850 851—859 860—889 890—805 896—009 910—023 921—926 927—932 933—950 951—952 953—956 957—968 969—972 973—979 980— 9S2 983—991 992—1000 1000—1003 1001—1015 1016—1021 Infcex of Occasions. Chapel Opening and Anniversaries. [927—932.] 3—7. 15—21. 23. 25—32. 34— 37. 39. 42. 60—61. 92. 115. 123—125. 130. 163, 164. 175. 182. 181. 190. 210. Charitable Collections. 821— S25. Family Worship. 39, 40, 43—45. 50. 71—79. 87—89. 111—117. 129. 131. 140— 151. 155. 1G8. 170. 172. 175. 179. 1S3. 373. 437. S57. S35— S83. S91. Funereal. 416. 419. 422—432. 469—471. 479. 841. Lord's Supper. [890—909.] 33. 81. 164. 187. 190. 193. 200—204. 210. 225. 219 —207. 271. 391. 393. 475, 476. 560. 562. 5S9. S07, 803. 810. 812. 847. Missionary Services. [933—950.] 60. 205. 233—238. 592. S29. 865. National Services. [992—1000.] 61. 84. 93, 94, 95. 158, 159. S35-838. ' New Year. [933—991.] 157. 161. 354. 404, 405. 403. 411. 452. 564. 568, 569. 576. 581—584. Ordinations. [910—917.] 314. 691. 693. 695. 810. 819, 820. 991. Sermons, before and after. 45. 47—70. 239. 292—318. 340—342. 332. 4S5— 494. 506—509. 514, 515. 520—522. 530. 533. 542. 547. 550, 551. 567. Sunday School Anniversaries. [973—932.] 3—7. 9. 15—21. 23. S0^S5. 90—92. 123—125. 163, 164. 167. 169. 175. 177. 1S2, 153. 196. 198. 203, 204—206. 216. 326, 327. 611. 628. 823— S25. 989- Enticr of psalms. psalm. HYMXS. PSALM. HYMNS. V. 44. 78. LXIII. 34. 40. 126. 128. 622. YIII. 166. LXV. 34. XVIII. , 86. LXVIII. 6. 7. XIX. 133 136. 324. LXXII. 286. 940. XXIII. 146- -148. 229. LXXIII. 219. XXIV. 124. LXXX. 865. XXXII. 371. LXXXIV. 25. 30. 31. 35. XXXIII. 95. LXXX VII 850. xxxiv. ■ 154. XC. 403. 411. XXXVI. v 85. 115. XCI. 129. 373. XLV. . ' 205. 227. XCII. 73. XLVI. 131. 993. XCIII. 84. XLVII. 9. XLV. 17. 21. XLVIII. 29. 37. c. 15. 10. 23. LI. 495. en. 208. LYII. 97. cm. 39. 90. 91. 116. 170. I PSALM. CVII. CXIII. CXIV. CXVII. CXVIII. CXIX. CXXI. CXXII. exxv. exxx. CXXXI. CXXXVI. C XXXIX. CXLV. CXLVI. CXLVII. HYMNS. 152. 207. 36. 106. 941. 223. 326. 328. 620. 27. 849. 618. 498. 501. 665. 132. 108. 109. 112. 113. 92. 130. 93. For the Second Division, from Hymns 343 to 839, Mr. Wesley's arrang> has been generally preferred. *** The small figures, in brackets, following the Number of some of the Hymns, indicate the Xumber of the same Hymn in the former Book. HYMNS. JFirst Dtfustou* THE WORSHIP, THE ATTRIBUTES, AND THE WORKS OF GOD. i HYMNS CONCERNING THE WORSHIP OF GOD. (97) CM. C. Wesley. 1740. 0FOR a thousand tongues to sing My great 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 honours of Thy Name. 3 Jesus ! the Name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease ; 'Tis music in the sinner's ears, 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 4 He breaks the power of cancell'd sin, He sets the prisoner free ; His blood can make the foulest clean ; His blood availed for me. 5 He speaks, — and listening to His voice, New life the dead receive ; The mournful, broken hearts rejoice, The humble poor believe. 6 Hear Him, ye deaf; His praise, ye dumb, Your loosened tongues employ ; Ye blind, behold your Saviour come, And leap, ye lame, for joy. 1 DIVINE WORSHIP. 7 Look unto Him, ye nations ; own Your God, ye fallen race ; Look, and be saved through faith alone, Be justified by grace. S See all your sins on Jesus laid : The Lamb of God was slain, His soul was once an offering made For every soul of man. 9 Awake from guilty nature's sleep, . And Christ shall give you light, Cast all your sins into the deep, And wash the -/Ethiop white. ] 0 With me, your chief, ye then shall know, Shall feel your sins forgiven ; Anticipate your heaven below, And own that love is heaven. Z (206) 7s & Gs. C. Wesley. 1719 MEET and right it is to sing, In every time and place, Glory to our heavenly King, The God of truth and grace : Join we then with sweet accord, All in one thanksgiving join : Holy, holy, holy Lord, * Eternal praise be Thine ! 2 Thee, the first-born sons of light, In choral symphonies, • Praise by day, day without night, v And never, never cease : Angels and archangels, all Praise the mystic Three in One ; Sing, and stop, and gaze, and fall Overwhelmed before Thy throne ! 3 Vying with that happy choir, Who chant Thy praise above, We, on eagles' wings aspire, The wrino's of faith and love : JEHOVAH PRESENT. Thee they sing, with glory crowned ; We extol the slaughtered Lamb; Lower if our voices sound, Our subject is the same. Father, God, Thy love we praise, Which gave Thy Son to die ; Jesus, full of truth and grace, Alike we glorify ; Spirit, Comforter divine, Praise by all to Thee be given, Till we in full chorus join, And earth is turned to heaven. (337) L.M. G lines. J. Wesley. 1730. Gen. xxviii. 16, 17. From the German of G. Tersteegen. LO ! God is here ! let us adore, And own, how dreadful is this place ! Let all within us feel His power, And silent bow before His face ; "Who know His power, His grace who prove, Serve Him with awe, with reverence love. 2 Lo ! God is here ! Him day and night The' united choirs of angels sino- : To Him, enthroned above all height, Heaven's host their noblest praises bring : Disdain not, Lord, our meaner song, Who praise Thee with a stammering tongue. 3 Gladly the toys of earth we leave, Wealth, pleasure, fame, for Thee alone : To Thee our will, soul, flesh, we give ; 0 take, 0 seal them for Thine own: Thou art the God ; Thou art the Lord ; Be Thou by all Thy works adored ! 4 Being of beings, may our praise Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill ; Still may wre stand before Thy face, Still hear and do Thy sovereign will : To Thee may all our thoughts arise, Ceaseless, accepted sacrifice 1 DIVINE WORSHIP. Ill Thee we move : — all things of Thee Are full, Thou Source and Life of all ; Thou vast, unfathomable Sea ! (Fall prostrate, lost in wonder, fall, Ye sons of men ; for God is man !) All may we lose, so Thee we gain ! As flowers their opening leaves display, And glad drink in the solar fire, So may wTe catch Thy every ray, So may Thy influence us inspire ; Thou Beam of the eternal Beam, Thou purging Fire, Thou quickening Flame ! 998, :||: GG4, 88. G. Tersteecjen. 1860. LORD our God, in reverence lowly, The hosts of heaven call Thee "Holy." From cherubim and seraphim, From angel phalanx, far extending, In fuller tones is still ascending The " Holy, holy," of their hymn. The Fount of joy Thou art, Ever filling every heart, Ever ! ever ! We too are Thine, and with them sing, 6 Thou, Lord, and only Thou art King.' Lord, there are bending now before Thee The elders, with their crowned glory, The first-born of the blessed band. There, too, earth's ransomed and forgiven, Brought by the Saviour safe to heaven, In glad unnumbered myriads stand. Loud are the songs of praise Their mingled voices raise, Ever ! ever ! We too are Thine, and with them sing, 1 Thou, Lord, and only Thou art King.' They sing, in sweet, and sinless numbers, The wondrous love that never slumbers, GOD EXALTED ABOVE ALL PRAISE. And of the wisdom, power, and might, The truth and faithfulness abiding, And over all Thy works presiding. But they can scarcely praise aright ; For all is never sung, Even by seraph's tongue, Never ! never ! We too are Thine, and with them sing, 'Thou, Lord, and only Thou art King.' p? tj (i6) L.M. Watts. 1705. ETERNAL Power, whose high abode Becomes the grandeur of a God, Infinite lengths beyond the bounds Where stars revolve their little rounds : 2 Thee, while the first archangel sings, He hides his face behind his wings ; And ranks of shining thrones around Fall worshipping, and spread the ground. 3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do ? We would adore our Maker too ! From sin and dust to Thee we cry, The Great, the Holy, and the High. 4 Earth from afar hath heard Thy fame ; And worms have learn'd to lisp Thy name ; But, 0 ! the glories of Thy mind Leave all our soaring thoughts behind ! 5 God is in heaven, and men below : Be short our tunes, our words be few ; A sacred reverence checks our son^s, And praise sits silent on our tongues. L.M. G linos, triplets. C.Wesley. 1854. SING unto God, His praise proclaim, Extol the great Jehovah's name, Who rides upon the stormy sky ; For He in power and love is great, Enthroned in everlasting state. The Lord most merciful^ Most High ! 6 DIVINE WORSHIP. A father of the fatherless ; The widow, in her sad distress, Is sure to find a friend in Him ; He every helpless soul befriends ; To all His servants condescends, In goodness as in power supreme. Thou, Jesus, art gone up on high, Hast captive led captivity The powers that held our souls in chains : Thy blood hath sign'd our souls' release ; Pardon, and liberty, and peace, Thy precious blood for all obtains. Thou hast received the promised grace For all of Adam's helpless race, — The glorious gift unspeakable ; That all Thine image might retrieve, That man again in God might live, That God again in man might dwell. Bless'd be the God of pardoning love, Who showers His blessings from above, And fills us with His richest store ; The God of our salvation, — He Redeems from all iniquity, And bids us live, and sin no more. L.M. 6 lines, triplets C. Wesley. 1854. Psdm lxviii. 32—35. "\7T3 kingdoms of the earth, arise ! X Sing unto God who bows the skies, - Sing praises to the King of kings ; He from the heaven of heavens comes down, Forsakes His everlasting throne, And grace and peace to sinners brings. Hear Him, ye nations, and rejoice ; His voice He sends, His mighty voice, And bids you come to Him and live ; Sinners receive the gospel word ; Your loving, all redeeming Lord "With joy let all mankind receive. UNIVERSAL ADORATION. Jesus let all mankind adore ; Give Him the glory of His power, — His power displayed in pardoning love ; His excellence of saving grace Is only known to Israel's race ; A mystery to the hosts above. Thee, by the highest heavens adored, Tremendous, everlasting Lord, The God of Israel we proclaim ; The glory of Thy grace receive : All blessing, might, and thanks we give, All praise and love to Jesus name. 8 (20S) C.M. C.Wesley. 17C7 A THOUSAND oracles divine Their common beams unite, That sinners may with angels join To worship God aright : ! To praise a Trinity adored By all the hosts above ; And one thrice-holy God and Lord Through endless agfes love. I Triumphant host ! they never cease To laud and magnify The Tri-une God of holiness, Whose glory fills the sky : t Whose glory to this earth extends, When God Himself imparts, And the wdiole Trinity descends Into our faithful hearts. i By faith the upper choir we meet ; And challenge them to sing Jehovah, on His shining seat, Our Maker, and our King. ! But God made flesh is wholly ours, And asks our nobler strain ; The Father of celestial powers, The Friend of earth-born man. DIVINE WORSniP. 9 7 Ye seraphs, nearest to the throne, With rapturous amaze On us, poor ransomed worms, look down, For heavens superior praise ; 8 The King, whose glorious face ye see, For us His crown resigned ; That fulness of the Deity, He died for all mankind ! 7s. C.Wesley. 1741. CLAP your hands, ye people all, Praise the God on whom ye call ; Lift your voice, and shout His praise, Triumph in His sovereign grace ! Glorious is the Lord Most High, Terrible in Majesty ; He His sovereign sway maintains, Kins o'er all the earth He reigns. He shall bless His ransomed ones, Number us with Israel's sons ; God our heritage shall prove, Give us all a lot of love. Jesus is gone up on high, Takes His seat above the sky ; .Shout the angel choirs aloud, Echoing to the trump of God. Sons of earth, the triumph join, Praise Him with the host divine ; Emulate the heavenly powers, — Their victorious Lord is ours. Shout the God enthroned above, Trumpet forth His conquering love ; Praises to our Jesus sing, Praises to our glorious King ! Power is all to Jesus given, Power o'er hell, and earth, and heaven ! Power He now to us imparts ; Praise Him with believing hearts. TIIE LORDS PRAYER. 8 Wonderful in saving power, Him let all our hearts adore ; Earth and heaven repeat the cry, — " Glory be to God Most High I" 10 (234) CM. C. Wesley. 1762. ] RATHER of me, and all mankind, _ And all the hosts above, Let every understanding mind Unite to praise Thy love : 2 To know Thy nature, and Thy name, One God in Persons Three ; And glorify the great I AM, Through all eternity. 3 Thy kingdom come, with power and grace, To every heart of man : Thy peace, and joy, and righteousness In all our bosoms reign. 4 The righteousness that never ends, But makes an end of sin, The joy that human thought transcends, Into our souls bring in : 5 The kingdom of established peace, Which can no more remove ; The perfect power of godliness, The omnipotence of love. ii (190) L.M. J. Wesley. 1742. FATHER of all, whose powerful voice Call'd forth this universal frame ! Whose mercies over all rejoice, Through endless ages still the same ; Thou by Thy word upholdest all ; Thy bounteous love to all is show'd ; Thou hear'st Thy every creature's call, And fillest every mouth with good. 10 DIVINE WORSHIP. In heaven Thou reigm'st, enthroned in lio-ht, Nature s expanse beneath Thee spread ; Earth, air, and sea, before Thy sight, And hell's deep gloom, are open laid ! Wisdom, and might, and love are Thine ; Prostrate before Thy face we fall, Confess Thine attributes Divine, And hail Thee sovereign Lord of all. Thee, sovereign Lord, let all confess; That moves in earth, or air, or sky ; Revere Thy power, Thy goodness bless, Tremble before Thy piercing eye : All ye, who owe to Him your birth, In praise your every hour employ : Jehovah reigns ! be glad, 0 earth ; And shout, ye morning stars, for joy. 12 L.M. J.Wesley. 1742. PART II. SON of Thy Sire's eternal love, Take to Thyself Thy mighty power, Let all earth's sons Thy mercy prove, Let all Thy bleeding grace adore : 2 The triumphs of Thy love display ; In every heart reign Thou alone, Till all Thy foes confess Thy sway, And glory ends what grace begun. 3 Spirit of grace, and health, and powrer, Fountain of light and love below, Abroad Thy healing influence shower, v O'er all the nations let it flow ; 4 Inflame our hearts with perfect love, In us the work of faith fulfil : So not heaven's host shall swifter move, Than we on earth, to do Thy will. 5 Father, 'tis Thine each day to yield Thy children's wants a fresh supply ; Thou cloth'st the lilies of the field, And hearest the young ravens cry : 13 THE LORD'S PRAYER. 11 On Thee we cast our care ; we live Through Thee, who knowest our every need ; 0 feed us with Thy grace, and give Our souls this day the living bread ! L.M. J.Wesley. 1742. TAUT III. ETERNAL, spotless Lamb of God, Before the world's foundation slain, Sprinkle us ever with Thy blood; 0 cleanse, and keep us ever clean ! 2 To every soul (all praise to Thee !) Our bow^els of compassion move ; And all mankind by this may see God is in us ; for God is love. 3 Giver and Lord of life, whose power And guardian care for all are free, To Thee in fierce temptation's hour, From sin. and Satan let us flee. 4 Thine, Lord, we are, and ours Thou art, In us be all Thy goodness showed ; Renew, enlarge, and fill our heart With peace, and joy, and heaven, and God. 5 Blessing and honour, praise and love, Co-equal, co-eternal Three, In earth below, and heaven above, By all Thy works, be paid to Thee ! 6 Thrice Holy ! Thine the kingdom is, The power omnipotent is Thine ; And w^hen created nature dies, Thy never-ceasing glories shine. 2-Gs & 4-7s. C. Wesley. 17G2, I RATHER of earth and sky, Thy name we magnify : 0 that earth and heaven might join, Thy perfections to proclaim ; Praise the attributes Divine, Fear and love Thy awful name ! 12 DIVINE WORSHIP. 2 When shall Thy Spirit reign In every heart of man ? Father, bring the kingdom near, Honour Thy triumphant Son ; God of heaven, on earth appear, Fix with us Thy glorious throne. 3 Thy good and holy will, Let all on earth fulfil ; Men with minds angelic vie, Saints below with saints above, Thee to praise and glorify, Thee to serve with perfect love. 4 This day with this day's bread Thy hungry children feed ; Fountain of all blessings, grant Now the manna from above ; Now supply our bodies' want, Now sustain our souls with love. 5 Our trespasses forgive : And when absolved we live, Thou our life of grace maintain ; Lest we from our God depart, Lose Thy pardoning grace again, Grant us a forgiving heart. 6 In every fiery hour Display Thy guardian power ; . Near in our temptation stay, v "With sufficient grace defend, Bring us through the evil day, Make us faithful to the end. 7 Father, by right Divine, Assert the kingdom Thine ; Jesus, Power of God, subdue Thy own universe to Thee ; Spirit of grace and glory too, Reign through all eternity. 15 CALLS TO WORSHIP. 13 (654) L.M. Watts. 1719. Psalm c. BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone, He can create, and He destroy. 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men ; And when like wandering sheep we strayed, He brought us to His fold again. 3 We are His people, we His care, Our souls and all our mortal frame : "What lasting honours shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to Thy name ? 4 Well crowd Thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise ; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise. 5 Wide as the world is Thy command ; Vast as eternity Thy love ; Firm as a rock Thy truth shall stand, When rolling years shall cease to move. 16 L.M. Hopkins. 15G2. ALL people that on earth do dwell, Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice ; Him serve with fear, His praise forth tell ; Come ye before Him and rejoice. Know ye, the Lord is God indeed ; Without our aid He did us make ; We are His flock, He doth us feed ; And for His sheep He doth us take. 0 enter, then, His gates with praise, Approach with joy His courts unto ; Praise, laud, and bless His name always, For it is seemly so to do. 14 DIVINE WORSHIP. 17 For why ? the Lord our God is good, His mercy is for ever sure ; His truth at all times firmly stood, And shall from ao*e to ao'e endure. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God whom heaven and earth adore, From men and from the angel host, Be praise and glory evermore. - (114) S.M. Watts. 1719. COME, sound His praise abroad, And hymns of glory sing ; Jehovah is the sovereign God, The universal Kino\ Praise ye the Lord. Hallelujah ! He formed the deeps unknown ; He gave the seas their bound ; The watery worlds are all His own, And all the solid ground. Come, worship at His throne ; Come, bow before the Lord : "We are His works, and not our own ; He formed us by His word. To-day attend His voice, Nor dare provoke His rod ; Come, like the people of His choice, And owrn your gracious God. 10s & lis. C. Wesley. 1744 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. God ruleth on high, almighty to save ; And still He is nigh, His presence we have ; The great congregation His triumph shall sing, Ascribing salvation to Jesus our King. 18 CALLS TO WORSHIP. 15 c Salvation to God, who sits on the throne/ — Let all cry aloud, and honour the Son ! Our Jesus's praises the angels proclaim, Fall down on their faces, and worship the Lamb. Then let us adore, and give Him His right, All glory and power, and wisdom and might, All honour and blessing, with angels above, And thanks never-ceasing, and infinite love. 0 Jesus, lead on Thy militant care, And give us the crown of righteousness there, — Where dazzled with glory the seraphim gaze, Or prostrate adore Thee in silence of praise. 19 4-Gs & 2-8s. C.Wesley. 1763. YOUNG men and maidens, raise Your tuneful voices high ; Old men and children, praise The Lord of earth and sky ; Him Three in One, and One in Three, Extol to all eternity. The universal King Let all the world proclaim ; Let every creature sing His attributes and name ! Him Three in One, and One in Three, Extol to all eternity. In His great name alone All excellencies meet, "Who sits upon the throne, And shall for ever sit : Him Three in One, and One in Three, Extol to all eternity. Glory to God belongs ; Glory to God be given, Above the noblest songs Of all in earth or heaven ! Him Three in One, and One in Three, Extol to all eternity. 1 6 DIVINE WORSHIP. 20 n-io.fl PRAISE ye Jehovah! Praise the Lord most holy, [the weak ; Who cheers the contrite, girds with strength Praise Him who will with glory crown the lowly, And with salvation beautify the meek. 2 Praise ye the Lord, for all His lovingkindness, And all the tender mercies He hath shown : Praise Him who pardons all our sin and blindness And calls us sons, and takes us for His own. 3 Praise ye Jehovah ! Source of all our blessing,— Before His gifts earth's richest boons are dim : Pesting in Him, His peace and joy possessing, All things are ours, for we have all in Him. 4 Praise ye the Father ! God the Lord, who gave us, With full and perfect love, His only Son ; Praise ye the Son! who died Himself to save us ; Praise ye the Spirit ! Praise the Three in One ! 21 L.M. , Tate & Beady. 1G08. Psalm xcv. OCOME, loud anthems let us sing, Loud thanks to our Almighty King ; Por we our voices high should raise, When our salvation's Pock we praise. 2 Into His presence let us haste, To thank Him for His favours past ; To Him address, in joyful songs, v The praise that to His name belongs. 3 For God, the Lord, enthroned in state, Is with unrivalled glory great ; The hills' great strength is in His hand, He made the sea, He fixed the land. 4 0 let us to His courts repair, And bow with adoration there ; Low on our knees, devoutly, all Before the Lord our Maker fall : CALLS TO WORSHIP. 17 5 For He's our God, our Shepherd lie, The flock of His rich pasture we ; To-day, then, like His flock draw near, To-day — if you His voice will hear. (2G) CM. Steele. 17C0. "VTE humble souls, approach your God, X With songs of sacred praise, For He is good, immensely good, And kind are all His ways. 2 All nature owns His guardian care, In Him we live and move ; But nobler benefits declare The wonders of His love. 3 He gave His Son, His only Son, To ransom rebel worms ; 'Tis here He makes His goodness known In its diviner forms. 4 To this dear refuge, Lord, we come ; JTis here our hope relies ; — A safe defence, a peaceful home, "When storms of trouble rise. 5 Thine eye beholds, with kind regard, The souls who trust in Thee ; Their humble hope Thou wilt reward With bliss divinely free. 6 Great God ! to Thy almighty love What honours shall we raise ? Not all the raptured songs above Can render equal praise. L.M. G linos, triplets. C. Wesley. J8o-i. YE sons of men, lift up your voice, Ye nations of the earth, rejoice, In God rejoice, with one accord ! Bow all your hearts before His face, Adore Him for creatine <>t All D O * And shout and sing to Christ the Lord. IS DIVINE WORSHIP. Know, that the Lord is God alone ; He made and claims us for His own, His creatures for Himself designed; We are the sheep of Israel's ibid, The Hock He hath redeemed of old ; His people now is all mankind. 0 enter then His courts with praise, Press to the channels of His grac With joyful thanks your God proclaim : Give Him the glory of His love, And praise Him, like the hosts above, And bless His all-redeeming name. Praise Him, the faithful Lord and good ! His mercy hath for ages stood ; His mercy stands for ever sure : His steadfast truth shall never fail, His word and oath unchangeable Through all eternity endure. 24 11 lO.ft COME, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish, Come, at the mercy-seat fervently kneel ; Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish, Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal. Here dwells the Father; love's waters arc streaming [pure ; Forth from the throne of God, plenteous and Come to His temple for mercy redeeming ; Earth has no sorrow that He cannot cure. Here waits the Saviour, all gentle and loving, Ready to meet us, His grace to reveal : On Him cast the burden, trustfully coming ; Earth has no sorrow that Christ cannot heal. Here speaks the Comforter, Light of the straying, Hope of the penitent, Advocate sure, Joy of the desolate ! tenderly saying, ' Earth has no sorrow My grace cannot cure.' DELIGHT IN WORSHIP. 19 0 (313) L.M. Waits. 1711). Psalm lxxxiv. HOW pleasant^ how divinely fair, ( ) Lord of Hosts, Thy dwellings arc ! With long desire my spirit faints To meet tlie assemblies of Thy saints. 2 My flesh would rest in Thine abode ; My panting heart cries out for God : My God ! My King ! why should I bo So far from all my joys, and Thee ? 3 Blest are the saints who sit on high, Around Thy throne of majesty ; Thy brightest glories shine above, And all their work is praise and love. 4 Blest are the souls who find a place Within the temple of Thy grace ; Here they behold Thy gentler rays, And seek Thy face, and learn Thy praise. 5 Blest are the men whose hearts are set To find the way to Zion's gate ; God is their strength, and through the road They lean upon their helper God. 6 Cheerful they walk with growing strength, Till all shall meet in heaven at length ; Till all before Thy face appear, And join in nobler worship there. 0 (3ii) S.M. S. Btennbtt. 1787. HOW charming is the place Where my Redeemer God Unveils the beauties of His face, And sheds His love abroad ! 2 Not the fair palaces To which the great resort, Are once to be compared with this, Where Jesus holds His court. 2 I DIVINE WORSHIP. 3 Here, on the mercy-seat, With radiant glory crowned, Our joyful eyes behold Him sit, And smile on all around. 4 To Him their prayers and cries Each humble soul presents : He listens to their broken sighs, And grants them all their wants. 5 To them His sovereign will He graciously imparts ; And, in return, accepts, with smiles, The tribute of their hearts. 6 Give me, 0 Lord, a place "Within Thy blest abode ; Among the children of Thy grace, The servants of my God. 27 (311) CM. Watts. 1719. HOW did my heart rejoice to hear My friends devoutly say, ' In Zion let us all appear, And keep the solemn day V 2 I love her gates, I love the road ; The church, adorned with grace, Stands like a palace, built for God, To show His milder face. 3 Up to her courts with joys unknown, The holy tribes repair ; The Son of David holds His throne, v And sits in judgment there. 4 He hears our praises and complaints ; And while His awful voice Divides the sinners from the saints, We tremble and rejoice. 5 Peace be within this sacred place, And joy a constant guest ! With holy gifts and heavenly grace Be her attendants blest ! delight in wonsnrr. 21 My soul shall pray for Zion still, While life or breath remains ; There my best friends, my kindred dwell, There God, my Saviour, reigns. 28 (320) L.M. Watts. 1700. FAR from our thoughts, vain world, begone, Let our religious hours alone ; Let us by faith the Saviour see : We wait a visit, Lord, from Thee. 2 Oh, warm our hearts with holy fire, And kindle there a pure desire : Come, gracious Saviour, from above, And feed our souls with heavenly love. 3 Bless'd Jesus, what delicious fare ! How sweet Thy entertainments are ! Never did angels taste above, Redeeming grace, and dying love. 4 Hail, great Immanuel, all Divine ! In Thee Thy Father s glories shine : Let saints and angels join to praise The riches of redeeming grace. 2\) (317) B.M. Watts. 1719. Psalm xlviii. GREAT is the Lord our God, And let His praise be great ; He makes His churches His abode, His most delightful seat. 2 These temples of His grace, How beautiful they stand ! The honours of our native place, And bulwarks of our land. 3 In Zion God is known A refuge in distress ; How bright has His salvation shone Through all her palaces ! 22 DIVINE WORSHIP. 30 In every new distress We'll to His house repair ; We'll think upon His wondrous grace, And seek deliverance there. Far as Thy name is known The world declares Thy praise ; Thy saints, 0 Lord, before Thy throne, Their son^s of honour raise. "&" The God we worship now, Will guide us till we die, Will be our God while here below, And ours above the sky. 4-6s & 2-8s. Watts. 1719. LORD of the worlds above ! How pleasant and how fair The dwellings of Thy love, Thy earthly temples, are ! To Thine abode my heart aspires, With warm desires to see my God. 0 happy souls that pray Where God delights to hear ! 0 happy men that pay Their constant service there ! They praise Thee still ; and happy they Who love the way to Zion's hill ! They go from strength to strength, Through this dark vale of tears, Till each o'ercomes at length, Till each in heaven appears : 0 glorious seat ! Thou God, our King, Shalt thither bring our willing feet. God is our sun and shield, Our light and our defence ! With gifts His hands are filled, We draw our blessings thence : He shall bestow upon our race His saving grace, and glory too. STRENGTH RENEWED. The Lord His people loves ; His hand no good withholds From those His heart approves, From holy, humble souls ; Thrice happy he, O Lord of Hosts, Whose spirit trusts alone in Thee ! Q 1 L.M. G lines, triplets. C. Wesley. 1798. HOW lovely are Thy tents, 0 Lord ! Where'er Thou choosest to record Thy Name, or place Thy house of prayer ! My soul outflies the angel-choir, And faints, o'erpowered with strong desire, To meet Thy special presence there. 2 Happy the men, to whom 'tis given, To dwell within that gate of heaven, And in Thy house record Thy praise ; Whose strength and confidence Thou art, Who feel Thee, Saviour, in their heart, The Way, the Truth, the Life of grace : 3 Who, passing through the mournful vale; Drink comfort from the living well, That flows replenished from above ; From strength to strength advancing here, Till all before their God appear, And each receives the crown of love ! 4 Better a day Thy courts within, Than thousands in the tents of sin ; How base the noblest pleasures there ! How great the weakest child of Thine ! His meanest task is all divine, And kings and priests Thy servants are. 5 The Lord protects and cheers his own, — Their light and strength, their shield and sun ; He shall both grace and glory give : Unlimited His bounteous grant ; No real good they e'er shall want ; All, all is theirs, who upright live. - ' DIVINE WORSHIP. a O Lord of Hosts, how blest is lie Who steadfastly believes in Thee ! He all Thy promises shall gain : The soul, that on Thy love is cast, Thy perfect love on earth shall taste, And soon with Thee in glory reign. uZ L.M. Cowper. 1770. JESUS, where'er Thy people meet, There they behold Thy mercy-seat ; Where'er they seek Thee, Thou art found, And every place is hallowed ground. 2 For Thou, within no walls confined, Inhabitest the humble mind ; Such ever bring Thee where they come, And going, take Thee to their home. 3 Dear Shepherd of Thy chosen few ! Thy former mercies here renew ; Here to our waiting hearts proclaim The sweetness of Thy saving name. 4 Here may we prove the power of prayer To strengthen faith and sweeten care ; To teach our faint desires to rise, And bring all heaven before our eyes. 5 Behold, at Thy commanding word, We stretch the curtain and the cord ; Come Thou, and fill this wider space, And bless us with a large increase. 6 JLord, we are few, but Thou art near ; Nor short Thine arm, nor deaf Thine ear ; Oh, rend the heavens, come quickly down, And make a thousand hearts Thine own ! OO (259) L.M. 6 lines. C. Wesley. 1715. 0GOD of our forefathers, hear, And make Thy faithful mercies known : To Thee, through Jesus, we draw near, Thy suffering, well-beloved Son, CIIRTST TnE MEDIUM OF WORSHIP. Z.J In whom Thy smiling face wo see, In whom Thou art well pleased with me. "With solemn faith we offer up, And spread before Thy glorious eyes, That only ground of all our hope, That precious, bleeding Sacrifice, Which brings Thy grace on sinners down, And perfects all our souls in one. Acceptance through His only name, Forgiveness in His blood, we have ; But more abundant life we claim Through Him, who died our souls to save, To sanctify us by His blood, And fill with all the life of God. Father, behold Thy dying Son, And hear the blood that speaks above ! On us let all Thy grace be shown : Peace, righteousness, and joy, and love, — Thy kingdom, — come to every heart, And all Thou hast, and all Thou art. L.M. Lyte. 1834. PRAISE, Lord, for Thee in Zion waits ; Prayer shall besiege Thy temple-gates ; All flesh shall to Thy throne repair, And find, through Christ, salvation there. Our spirits faint ; our sins prevail ; Leave not our trembling hearts to fail ; O Thou that hearest prayer, descend, And still be found the sinner's Friend ! How blest Thy saints ! how safely led, How surely kept, how richly fed ! Saviour of all in earth and sea, How happy they who rest in Thee ! Thy hand sets fast the mighty hills, Thy voice the troubled ocean stills ; Evening and morning hymn Thy praise, And earth Thy bounty wide displays. 2G DIVINE WORSHIP. 5 The rear is with Thy goodness crowned ; The clouds drop wealth the world around ; Through Thee the deserts laugh and sing, And Nature smiles, and owns her Banff. o G Lord, on our souls Thy Spirit pour ; The moral waste within restore ; 0 let Thy love our spring-tide be, And make us all bear fruit to Thee. OO (316) L.M. Watts. 1719. /^l REAT God, attend, while Zion sings \X The joy that from Thy presence springs ; To spend one day with Thee on earth Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 2 Might I enjoy the meanest place Within Thy house, 0 God of grace, Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power, Should tempt my feet to leave Thy door. 3 God is our Sun, He makes our day ; God is our Shield, He guards our way From all the assaults of hell and sin ; From foes without, and foes within. 4 All needful grace will God bestow, And crown that grace with glory too : He gives us all things, and withholds No real good from upright souls. 5 0 God, our King, whose sovereign sway Jhe glorious hosts of heaven obey, And devils at Thy presence flee, Blest is the man that trusts in Thee. OO 4-7s. Cokbeb. 1S37. Psalm cxiii. HALLELUJAH ! Eaise, 0 raise To our God the song of praise ; All His servants join to sing, God our Saviour and our King. PRAISE. 2\ 2 Blessed be for evermore That dread Name which we adore ! Round the world His praise be sung, Throuoli all lands, in every tongue. 3 O'er all nations God alone, Higher than the heavens His throne ; Who is like to God most high, Infinite in majesty ? 4 Yet to view the heavens He bends : Yea, to earth He condescends ; Passing by the rich and great, For the low and desolate. 5 He can raise the poor to stand With the princes of the land ; Wealth upon the needy shower ; Set the meanest high in power. 6 He the broken spirit cheers ; ■ Turns to joy the mourner s tears ; Such the wonders of His ways ; Praise His name, — for ever praise. Oi 7s & 6?. C. Wesley. 1797. GREAT is our redeeming Lord, In power, and truth, and grace ; Him, by highest heaven adored, His church on earth should praise : In the city of our God, In His holy mount below, Publish, spread His name abroad, And all His greatness show. 2 For Thy lovingkindness, Lord, We in Thy temple stay ; Here Thy faithful love record, Thy saving power display : With Thy name Thy praise is known, Glorious Thy perfections shine ; Earth's remotest bounds shall own Thv works are all divine. 28 DIVINE WORSHIP. 38 3 See the gospel church secure, And founded on a Rock ! All her promises are sure ; Her bulwarks who can shock ? Count her every precious shrine ; Tell, to after-ages, tell, Fortified by power Divine, The church can never fail. 4 Zion's God is all our own, Who on His love rely ; We His pardoning love have known, And live to Christ, and die : To the New Jerusalem He our faithful Guide shall be ; Him we claim, and rest in Him, Through all eternity. (631) S.M. Watts. 1709. HOW beauteous are their feet, Who stand on Zion's hill ; Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal ! 2 HowT charming is their voice, How sweet the tidings are ! \ Zion ! behold thy Saviour King, * He reigns and triumphs here.' 3 How happy are our ears, That hear this joyful sound, • Which kings and prophets waited for, v And sought, but never found ! 4 How blessed are our eyes, That see this heavenly light ! Prophets and kings desired it long, But died without the sight. 5 The watchmen join their voice, And tuneful notes employ ; Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, And deserts learn the joy. PRAISE. 2V 6 The Lord makes bare His arm Through all the earth abroad : Let all the nations now behold Their Saviour and their Cod ! 09 8.7.4. Lyte. 1884. Psalm ciii. PRAISE, my soul, the King of heaven ; To his feet thy tribute bring ; Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven, Who like thee, His praise should sing ? Hallelujah ! Praise the everlasting Kinof ! 2 Praise Him for His grace and favour, To our fathers in distress ; Praise Him, still the same for ever, Slow to chide, and swift to bless ; Hallelujah ! Glorious in His faithfulness ! 3 Father-like, He tends and spares us ; Well our feeble frame He knows ; In His hands He gently bears us, Rescues us from all our foes : Hallelujah ! Widely yet His mercy flows ! 4 Angels, help us to adore Him ; Ye behold Him face to face : All His works bow down before Him, Through the boundless realms of space. Hallelujah ! Praise with us the God of srrace ! 4U L.M, Watts. 1719. Psalm lxiii. GREAT God, indulge my humble claim, Thou art my Hope, my Joy, my Rest : The glories that compose Thy name, Stand all engaged to make me blest. 30 DIVINE WORSHIP. 2 Thou great and good, Thou just and wise, Thou art my Father, and my God ; And I am Thine, by sacred ties, Thy son, Thy servant, bought with blood. 3 With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands, For Thee I long, to Thee I look ; As travellers in thirsty lands Pant for the cooling water-brook. 4 With early feet, I love to appear Among Thy saints, and seek Thy face : Oft have I seen Thy glory there, And felt the powder of sovereign grace. 5 Should I from Thee, my God, remove, Life could no lasting joy afford : My peace, the sense of pardoning love ; My guard, the presence of my Lord. 6 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, AYhile I have breath to pray or praise ; This work shall make my heart rejoice, And fill the remnant of my days. 41 (335) CM. C. Wesley. 1717. FATHER, behold with gracious eyes, The souls before Thy throne ; Who now present their sacrifice, And seek Thee in Thy Son. 2 Well pleased in Him Thyself declare, Thy pardoning love reveal, The peaceful answer of our prayer, v To every conscience seal. 3 On me, on all, some gift bestow, Some blessing now impart ; The seed of life eternal sow In every mournful heart. 4 Thy loving, powerful Spirit shed, And speak our sins forgiven ; Or haste throughout the lump to spread The sanctifying leaven. PRAYER. 31 5 Refresh us with a ceaseless shower Of graces from above, Till all receive the perfect power Of everlasting love. X, L.M. C, Wesley. 1742, OTHOTJ, whom all Thy saints adore, We now with all Thy saints agree, And bow our inmost souls before Thy glorious, awful Majesty. 2 Thee, King of nations, we proclaim, . Who would not our great Sovereign fear ? We long to' experience all Thy name, And now we come to meet Thee here. 3 We come, great God, to seek Thy face, And for Thy lovingkinclness wait ; And 0, how dreadful is this place ! 'Tis God's own house, 'tis heaven's gate. 4 Tremble our hearts to find Thee nigh, To Thee our trembling hearts aspire ;. And lo ! we see descend from high The pillar and the flame of fire ! 5 Still let it on the assembly stay, And all the house with glory fill ; To Canaan's bounds point out our way, And lead us to Thy holy hill. 6 There let us all with Jesus stand, And join the general church above, And take our seats at Thy right hand, And sing Thine everlasting love. :0 (222) CM. C. Wesley. 17 0 2. Nun.b. vi. 24—26. COME, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One God in Persons Three, Bring back the heavenly blessing, lost By all mankind and me. 32 DIVINE WORSHIP. 2 Thy favour, and Thy nature too, To me, to all restore ; Forgive, and after God renew, And keep us evermore. 3 Eternal Sun of Righteousness. Display Thy beams divine, And cause the glories of Thy face Upon my heart to shine. 4 Light in Thy light 0 may I see, Thy grace and mercy prove, Revived and cheer'd, and bless'd by Thee, The God of pardoning love. 5 Lift up Thy countenance serene, And let Thy happy child Behold, without a cloud between, The Godhead reconciled ! 6 That all-comprising peace bestow On me, through grace forgiven ; The joys of holiness below, And then the joys of heaven ! 44 C-.1L C. Wesley. 1741. ON Thee, 0 God of purity, I wait for hallowing grace ; None without holiness shall see •The glories of Thy face. 2 Thou hatest all that evil do, Or speak iniquity ; The hearts unkind, and hearts untrue, v Are both abhorred by Thee. 3 But as for me, with humble fear I will approach Thy gate, Though most unworthy to draw near, Or in Thy courts to wait. 4 I trust in Thy unbounded grace, To all so freely given, And worship toward Thy holy place, And lift my soul to heaven. SUPPLICATIONS. 33 5 Lead me in all Thy righteous ways, Nor suffer me to slide, Point out the path before my face ; My God, be Thou my Guide ! G All those who put their trust in Thee Thy mercy shall proclaim ; And sing, with cheerful melody, Their dear Redeemers name. 7 Protected by Thy guardian grace, They shall extol Thy power, Bejoice, give thanks, and shout Thy praise, And triumph evermore. 0 (260) 8-7s. C. Wesley. 1710. LIGHT of Life, seraphic fire, Love Divine, Thyself impart ! Every fainting soul inspire , Shine in every drooping heart ! Everv mournful sinner cheer : Scatter all our guilty gloom ; Son of God, appear, appear ! To Thy human temples come. 2 Come, in this accepted hour ; Bring Thy heavenly kingdom in ! Fill us with the glorious power, Pooting out the seeds of sin : Nothing more can we require, We will covet nothing less ; Be Thou all our heart's desire, All our joy, and all our peace ! 0 (38G) CM. C. Wesley. 1740. SEE, Jesus, Thy disciples see, The promised blessing give ! Met in Thy name, we look to Thee, Expecting to receive. DIVINE WORSHIP. 47 2 Thee we expect, our faithful Lord, Who in Thy name are joined : We wait, according to Thy word, Thee in the midst to find. 3 With us Thou art assembled here ; But, O, Thyself reveal ! Son of the living God, appear ! Let us Thy presence feel. 4 Breathe on us, Lord, in this our day, And these dry bones shall live ; Speak peace into our hearts, and say, " The Holy Ghost receive ! " 5 Whom now we seek, 0 may we meet ! Jesus, the Crucified ; Show us Thy bleeding hands and feet, Thou who for us hast died. 6 Cause us Thy record to receive : Speak, and the tokens show : 1 0 be not faithless, but believe In Me, who died for you ! ' CM. Watts. 1709. LOXG have I sat beneath the sound Of Thy salvation, Lord ; But still how weak my faith is found, And knowledge of Thy word ! 2 My gracious Saviour and my God, How little art Thou known By all the judgments of Thy rod, Or blessings of Thy throne ! 3 How cold and feeble is my love ! How neoiicvent my fear ! How low my hope of joys above ! How few affections there ! 4 Great God! Thy sovereign power impart, To give Thy word success ; Write Thy salvation on my heart, And make me learn Thy grace. SUPPLICATIONS. 35 5 Show my forgetful feet the way That leads to joys on high, Where knowledge grows without decay, And love shall never die. 48 C.M. J- Wesley. 1741. 0 SUN of Righteousness, arise ; With healing in Thy wing ! To my diseased, my fainting soul, Life and salvation bring. .2 These clouds of pride and sin dispel, By Thy all-piercing beam ; Lighten my eyes with faith, my heart With holy hope inflame. 3 My mind, by Thy all-quickening power, From low desires set free ; Unite my scattered thoughts, and fix My love entire on Thee. 4 Father, Thy long-lost son receive , Saviour, Thy purchase own ; Blest Comforter, with peace and joy Thy new-made creature crown. 5 Eternal, undivided Lord, N Co-equal One and Three, On Thee, all faith, all hope be placed , All love be paid to Thee ! 4tj (502) L.M. Watts. 1700. COME, gracious Lord, descend and dwell By faith and love in every breast ; Then shall we know, and taste, and feel, The joys that cannot be expressed. 2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength, Make our enlarged souls possess, And learn the height, and breadth, and length Of Thine immeasurable grace. 36 DIVINE WORSHIP. 3 Now to the God, whose power can do More than our thoughts or wishes know, Be everlasting honours done, By all the Church, through Christ His Son. Ox) t CM. Moib. (1852.) OH ! wTho is like the Mighty One, Whose throne is in the sky, Who compasseth the universe With His all-searching eye ; At whose creative word appeared The dry land and the sea ! My spirit thirsts for Thee, 0 Lord, My spirit thirsts for Thee ! 2 Around Him suns and systems swim In harmony and light ; Beside Him harps angelic hymn His praises day and night ; Yet to the contrite, day and night, In mercy turneth He : My spirit thirsts for Thee, 0 Lord, My spirit thirsts for Thee ! 3 Yes ! though unlimited His works, His power upholds them all ; He clothes the lilies of the field, And marks the sparrows fall ; Who listens to the raven's cry, Will bend His ear to me ; My spirit thirsts for Thee, 0 Lord, My spirit thirsts for Thee ! Praying for a Blessing on the Word. 01 (327) L.M. G lines. C.Wesley. 17(17 FATHER of omnipresent grace ! We seem agreed to seek Thy face ; But every soul assembled here Doth naked in Thy sight appear . Thou know'st who only bows the knee ; And who in heart approaches Thee. PRAYING FOR A BLESSING. 2 Thy Spirit Lath the difference made Betwixt the living and the dead ; Thou now dost into some inspire The pure, benevolent desire : 0 that, even now, Thy powerful call May quicken and convert us all ! 3 The sinners suddenly convince, O'erwhelmed beneath their load of sins : To-day, while it is call'd to-day, Awake, and stir them up to pray, Their dire captivity to own, And from the iron furnace groan. 4 Then, then acknowledge, and set free The people bought, 0 Lord, by Thee, The sheep for whom their Shepherd bled, For wdioni we in Thy Spirit plead : Let all in Thee redemption find, And not a soul be left behind. /& (3'ZS) L.M. C. Wesley. 17-17. SHEPHERD of souls, with pitying eye -The thousands of our Israel see : To Thee, in their behalf, we cry, Ourselves but newly found in Thee. 2 See, where o'er desert wastes they err, And neither food nor feeder have, Nor fold, nor place of refuge near ; For no man cares their souls to save. 3 Thy people, Lord, are sold for nought ; Nor know they their Redeemer nigh ; They perish, whom Thyself hast bought ; Their souls for lack of knowledge die. 4 The pit its mouth hath open'd wide, To swallow up its careless prey ; "Why should they die, when Thou hast died, — - Hast died to bear their sins away ? 38 DIVINE WORSHIP. 53 Why should the foe Thy purchase seize ? Remember, Lord, Thy dying groans : The meed of all Thy sufferings these ; 0 claim them for Thy ransomed ones ! Extend to these Thy pardoning grace : To these be Thy salvation show'd : O add them to Thy chosen race ! 0 sprinkle all their hearts with blood ! Still let the publicans draw near : Open the door of faith and heaven ; And grant their hearts Thy w^ord to hear, And witness all their sins foroiven. (326) CM. C. Wesley. 1719. JESUS, Thou all-redeeming Lord, Thy blessing wre implore ; Open the door to preach Thy word, The great, effectual door. Gather the outcasts in, and save From sin and Satan's power ; And let them now- acceptance have, And know their gracious hour. Lover of souls ! Thou knowest to prize What Thou hast bought so dear ; Come then, and in Thy people's eyes With all Thy w^ounds appear. Appear, as when of old confest The suffering Son of God ; And let them see Thee in Thy vest, But newly dipt in blood. The hardness from their hearts remove, Thou who for all hast died ; Show^ them the tokens of Thy love, Thy feet, Thy hands, Thy side. Thy feet were nailed to yonder tree, To trample down their sin : Thy hands stretched out they all may see, To take Thy murderers in. PRAYING FOR A BLESSING. 3D 7 Thy side an open fountain is, Where all may freely go, And drink the living streams of bliss, And wash them white as snow. 8 Ready Thou art the blood to apply, And prove the record true ; And all Thy wounds to sinners cry — " I suffered this for you l" 4 (329) CM. C.Wesley. 1707. rpHOIT Son of God, whose flaming eyes JL Our inmost thoughts perceive, Accept the evening sacrifice, Which now to Thee we give. 2 We bow before Thy gracious throne, And think ourselves sincere ; But show us, Lord, is every one Thy real worshipper ? 3 Is here a soul that knows Thee not, Nor feels his want of Thee ? A stranger to the blood which bought His pardon on the tree ? 4 Convince him now of unbelief, His desperate state explain ; And fill his heart with sacred grief, And penitential pain. 5 Speak with that voice which wakes the dead, And bid the sleeper rise ! And bid his guilty conscience dread The death that never dies. G Extort the cry, " What must be done To save a wretch like me ? How shall a trembling sinner shun That endless misery ? 7 tf I must this instant now begin Out of my sleep to awake ; And turn to God, and every sin Continually forsake : 40 DIVINE WORSHIP. u I must for faith incessant cry, And wrestle, Lord, with Thee : I must be born again, or die To all eternity/' fJO (114) B.M. C. Wesley. 1746. SPIRIT of Faith, come down, Reveal the things of God ; And make to us the Godhead known, And witness with the blood : 'Tis Thine the blood to apply, And give us eyes to see, Who did for every sinner die, Hath surely died for me. 2 No man can truly say That Jesus is the Lord, Unless Thou take the veil away, And breathe the living word : Then, only then, we feel Our interest in His blood, And cry, with joy unspeakable, " Thou art my Lord, my God !" 3 0 that the wrorld might know The all-atoning Lamb ! Spirit of Faith ! descend, and show The virtue of His name : The grace wdiich.all may find, The saving powder, impart ; • And testify to all mankind, v And speak in every heart. 4 Inspire the living faith, — Which whosoe'er receives, The witness in himself he hath, And consciously believes, — The faith that conquers all, And doth the mountain move, And saves whoe'er on Jesus call, And perfects them in love. PRAYING FOR A BLESSING. 41 Q (330) CM. C. Wesley. 1710. COME, 0 Thou all-victorious Lord, Thy power to us make known ; Strike with the hammer of Thy word, And break these hearts of stone ! 2 0 that we all might now begin Our foolishness to mourn ; And turn at once from every sin, And to our Saviour turn ! 3 Give us ourselves and Thee to know, In this our gracious day ; Repentance unto life bestow, And take our sins away. 4 Conclude us first in unbelief, And freely then release ; Fill every soul with sacred grief, And then with sacred peace. 5 Impoverish, Lord, and then relieve, And then enrich the poor ; The knowledge of our sickness give ; The knowledge of our cure. 6 That blessed sense of guilt impart, And make us feel our load ; Trouble, and wTash the troubled heart In Thine atoning blood. 7 Our desperate state through sin declare, And speak our sins forgiven ; By perfect holiness prepare, And take us up to heaven. 7 I 2-6s & 4-7s. C. Wesley. 1742, SINNERS, your hearts lift up, Partakers of your hope ! This, the day of Pentecost ; Ask, and ye shall all receive ; Surely now the Holy Ghost God to all that ask shall give. 42 DIVINE WORSHIP. Ye all may freely take The grace for Jesu's sake : He for every man hath died : He for all hath risen again : Jesus now is glorified : Gifts He hath received for men. He sends them from the skies On all His enemies : By His cross He now hath led Captive our captivity : We shall all be free indeed, Christ; the Son, shall make us free. Blessings on all He pours, In never-ceasing showers ; All He waters from above ; Offers all His joy and peace, Settled comfort, perfect love, Everlasting- righteousness All may from Him receive A power to turn and live ; Grace for every soul is free ; All may hear the effectual call ; All the Light of Life may see ; All may feel He died for all. Drop down in showers of love, Ye heavens, from above ! Righteousness, ye skies, pour down ! Open, earth, and take it in ! Claim the Spirit for your own, Sinners, and be saved from sin ! Father, behold, we claim The gift in Jesu's Name ! Him, the promised Comforter, Into all our spirits pour ; Let Him fix His mansion here, Come, and never leave us more ! PRAYING FOR A BLESSIXO. 4.°» 58 4-Gs. & 2-8s. COME, 0 Thou Mighty Lord ! Come, 0 Thou Prince of Peace ! Send forth the Gospel word, And crown it with success : Now to Thy ransomed ones appear, And plant Thy heavenly kingdom here. 2 Claim for Thy lawful right The souls before Thee bowed ; From darkness turn to light, From Satan's power to God, That they may all Thy love receive, And, saved from sin, for ever live. 3 In this accepted hour A gracious token show ; And make us own Thy power, And groan ourselves to know, Weep for our sins, and deeply mourn, And to a pardoning God return. 4 Gather the outcasts in, Who feel their guilty load ; Redeem the slaves of sin, And point them to Thy blood : Thy blood be to our hearts applied, And speak us freely justified. U (310) L.M. II. More. Altered by John Wesley. 1739. FATHER, if justly still we claim To us and ours the promise made, To us be graciously the same, And crown with living fire our head. 2 Our claim admit, and from above Of holiness the Spirit shower, Of wise discernment, humble love ; And zeal, and unity, and power. 44 DIVINE "WORSHIP. The Spirit of convincing speech, Of power demonstrative, impart ; Such as may every conscience reach, And sound the unbelieving heart : The Spirit of refining fire, Searching the inmost of the mind, To purge all fierce and foul desire, And kindle life more pure and kind : The Spirit of faith, in this Thy day, To break the power of cancell'd sin, Tread down its strength, o'erturn its sway, And still the conquest more than win. The Spirit breathe of inward life, Which in our hearts Thy laws may wTrite ; Then grief expires, and pain, and strife ; JTis nature all, and all delight. (291) L.M. PART II. ON all the earth Thy Spirit shower ; The earth in righteousness renew ; Thy kingdom come, and hell's o'erpower, And to Thy sceptre all subdue. 2 Like mighty wind, or torrent fierce, Let it opposers all o'errun ; And every law of sin reverse, That faith and love may make all one. 3 Yea, let Thy Spirit in every place Its richer energy declare ; While lovely tempers, fruits of grace, The kingdom of Thy Christ prepare. 4 Grant this, 0 holy God, and true ! The ancient seers Thou didst inspire ; To us perform the promise due ; Descend, and crown us now with fire ! 60 PRAYING FOR A BLESSING. 45 1 (341) G-7s. C. Wesley. 1715. LAMB of God, who bear st away All the sins of all mankind, Bow a nation to Thy sway ; — While w^e may acceptance find, Let us thankfully embrace The last offers of Thy grace. 2 Thou Thy messengers hast sent, Joyful tidings to proclaim, Willing we should all repent, Know salvation in Thy Name, Feel our sins by grace forgiven, Find in Thee the Way to heaven. 3 Jesus, roll away the stone ; Good Physician, show Thine art : Make Thy healing virtue known ; Break the unbelieving heart : Soften the obdurate crowd ; Melt the rebels with Thy blood ! 4 Let Thy dying love constrain Those who disregard Thy frown ; Sink the mountain to a plain ; Bring the pride of sinners down ; By Thy bloody cross subdue ; Tell them, " 1 have died for you !" >^J 7s & Gs. Luther. (1852.) SAVIOUPv, none like Thee can teach, Nor yet unfold Thy word ; None, like Thee, the heart can reach, And heavenly licyht afford. Bich in wisdom, rich in love, Upon us Thy grace bestow ; liaise our thoughts to things above ; Teach us Thyself to know. 46 DIVINE WORSHIP. '2 Speak to us from lips of love, And give the listening ear ; Thus our waiting souls shall prove, That Thou art present here. Ever to Thy righteous word, (Man's rebellious heart to smite,) Do Thou lend Thy blessing, Lord, A blessing infinite. 3 In Thy Person we descry Redemption's glorious Lord ; For Thy work and ministry, The joys Thy words afford, — For the gift of righteousness, Through Thy sin-atoning blood, — - Thee we honour, Thee Ave bless, Thou Son and sent of God. UO (633) 4-6s & 2-8s. C. Wesley. 1830. SAVIOUR, we know Thou art In every age the same : Now, Lord, in our s exert The virtue of Thy name ; And daily, through Thy word, increase Thy blood-besprinkled witnesses. 2 Thy people saved below, From every sinful stain, , Shall multiply and grow, v If Thy command ordain ; And one into a thousand rise, And spread Thy praise through earth and sides. 3 In many a soul, and mine, Thou hast displayed Thy power, But, to Thy people join Ten thousand thousand more ; Saved from the guilt and strength of sin, In life and heart entirely clean. PRAYING FOR A BLESSING. 47 Before Reading the Scriptures. 64 (338) C.M. C.Wesley. 1740. COME, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire, Let us Thine influence prove ; Source of the old prophetic fire, Fountain of Light and Love. 1 Come, Holy Ghost, (for moved by Thee The prophets wrote and spoke, ) Unlock the Truth, Thyself the Key, Unseal the sacred Book. 3 Expand Thy wings, celestial Dove, Brood o'er our nature's night : On our disordered spirits move, And let there now be light. 4 God, through Himself, we then shall know, If Thou within us shine ; And sound, with all Thy saints below, The depths of love divine. VO (339) CM. C.Wesley. 1710. ] RATHER of all, in whom alone We live, and move, and breathe, One bright, celestial ray dart down, And cheer Thy sons beneath. 2 "While in Thy word we search for Thee, (We search with trembling awe !) Open our eyes, and let vis see The wonders of Thy law. 3 Now let our darkness comprehend The Light that shines so clear ; Now the revealing Spirit send, And give us ears to hear. 4 Before us make Thy goodness pas;?;, Which here by faith we know ; Let us in Jesus see Thy face, And die to all below. 48 DIVINE WOT1STTTP. 66 L.M. G lines. C. Wesley. 1746. COME, 0 Thou Prophet of the Lord, Thou great Interpreter Divine, Explain Thine own transmitted word ; To teach and to inspire is Thine : Thou only canst Thyself reveal, Open the book, and loose the seal. Now, Jesus, now the veil remove, The folly of our darkened heart ; Unfold the wonders of Thy love, The knowledge of Thyself impart ; Our ear, our inmost soul, we bow : Speak, Lord, Thy servants hearken now. 67 Benedictions. (349) 8.7.4. LORD, dismiss [enrich] us with Thy blessing, Fill our hearts with joy and peace ! Let us all, Thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace ; Oh refresh us ! Travelling through this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give, and adoration, For Thy gospel's joyful sound ; May the fruits of Thy salvation v In our hearts and lives abound. May Thy presence With us evermore be found. 3 So, whene'er the signal's given, Us from earth to call away, Borne on angels' wings to heaven, Glad the summons to obey, May we ever Reign with Christ in endless day. BENEDICTIONS. 49 08 69 8s & 7s. (E. Smyth. 1793.) IOKD, dismiss us with Thy blessing ! J Bid us now depart in peace, Still on heavenly manna feeding, Let our faith and love increase : Fill each breast with consolation ; Up to Thee our hearts we raise : When we reach yon blissful station, Then we'll give Thee nobler praise ! Hallelujah ! (223) C.M. C. Wesley. 17G7. Numb. vi. 24r-26. JEHOVAH, God the Father, bless, And Thy own work defend ! With mercy's outstretch'd arms embrace, And keep us to the end ! 2 Preserve the creatures of Thy love : By providential care Conducted to the realms above, To sing Thy goodness there. 3 Jehovah, God the Son, reveal The brightness of Thy face ; And all Thy pardon'd people fill With plenitude of grace ! 4 Shine forth with all the Deity, Which dwells in Thee alone ; And lift us up, Thy face to see On Thy eternal Throne. 5 Jehovah, God the Spirit, shine, Father and Son to show ! With bliss ineffable, divine, Our ravish'd hearts o'erflow. G Sure earnest of that happiness, Which human hope transcends, Be Thou our everlasting peace, When grace in glory ends ! SO DIVINE TTORSniP. 70 71 $s & 7s. Xewton. 1779. MAY the grace of Christ our Saviour, And the Father's boundless love, With the Holy Spirit's favour, Rest upon us from above ! Thus may we abide in union With each other, and the Lord ; And possess, in sweet communion, Joys which earth cannot afford. HYMNS CONCERNING THE LORD'S DAY. 4-6s & 2-Ss. C. Wesley. 1767. THE Lord is risen indeed, And bids His members rise ! Ye saints, by Jesus freed, Pursue Him to the skies : This is the day the Lord hath made ; Rejoice and be for ever glad. On this triumphant day, Peculiarly His own, He calls His church to pray, And sing around His throne : This is the day the Lord hath made ; Pejoice and be for ever glad. Jesus, to us impart Thy resurrection's power, And teach our quickened heart Its living Lord to adore, To vie with the redeemed above, Rejoicing in Thy pardoning love. Us by Thy peace assure Thou dost our sins forgive, And make our spirits pure, And to Thyself receive, To keep the day of rest above, Rejoicing in Thy heavenly love. THE lord's day. 51 ' £ G-7s. J. A. Elliott. 1833. HAIL, thou bright and sacred morn, Risen with gladness in thy beams ! Light, which not of earth is born, From thy dawn in glory streams : Sad and weary were our way, But for thee, thou blessed day. 2 Great Creator ! who this day From Thy perfect work didst rest ; By the souls that own Thy sway Hallowed be its hours and blest ; Cares of earth aside be thrown, This day given to Heaven alone ! 3 Saviour ! who this day didst break The dark prison of the tomb ; Bid my slumbering soul awake, Shine through all its sin and gloom : Let me, from my bonds set free, Rise from sin, and live to Thee ! 4 Blessed Spirit ! Comforter ! Sent this day from Christ on high ; Lord, on me Thy gifts confer, Cleanse, illumine, sanctify ! All Thine influence shed abroad, Lead me to the truth of God. O L.M Watts. 1719. Psalm xcii. 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. Sweet is the day of sacred rest, No mortal cares disturb my breast ; 0 may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound ! 52 TIIE LORD'S DAY. 74 My heart shall triumph in the Lord, And bless His works, and bless His word : Thy works of grace, how bright they shine ! How deep Thy counsels, how divine ! Then I shall share a glorious part, When grace hath wrell refined my heart, And fresh supplies of joy are shed, Like holy oil, to cheer my head. Then shall I see, and hear, and know All I desired or wish'd below ; And every power find sweet employ In that eternal world of joy. (65S) CM. S. Wesley, Jun. 173G. IOBD of the Sabbath, Thee we praise, J In concert with the blest, Who, joyful, in harmonious lays Employ an endless rest. Thus, Lord, while we remember Thee, We blest and pious grow ; By hymns of praise we learn to be Triumphant here below. On this glad day a brighter scene Of glory was displayed, By God, the eternal Word, than when This universe was made. He rises, who mankind has bought, With grief and pain extreme ; ;Twas great to speak a world from nought ; 'Twas greater to redeem ! " May we, throughout this day of Thine, Be in Thy Spirit, Lord, Spirit of humble fear divine That trembles at Thy word ; " Spirit of faith our hearts to raise, And fix on things above ; Spirit of sacrifice and praise, Of holiness and love." THE lord's day. 53 75 (299) BM. Watts. 1709. 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 One day amidst the place Where my dear Lord has been, Is sweeter than ten thousand days Of pleasurable sin. 4 My willing soul would stay In such a frame as this, And sweetly sing herself away, To everlasting bliss. 4 D (301) 4-7s. Montgomery. 1812. TO Thy temple I repair, Lord, I love to worship there, When, within the veil I meet Christ before the Mercy-seat. 2 Thou, through Him, art reconciled, I, through Him, become Thy child ; Abba ! Father ! give me grace, In Thy courts, to seek Thy face. 3 While Thy glorious praise is sung, Touch my lips, unloose my tongue, That my joyful soul may bless Thee, the Lord, my Righteousness. 4 While the prayers of saints ascend, God of Love ! to mine attend ! Hear me, for Thy Spirit pleads, Hear, for Jesus intercedes. 54 THE LORD'S DAY. 77 While I hearken to Thy Law, Fill my soul with humble awe, Till Thy Gospel bring to me Life and immortality. While Thy ministers proclaim Peace and pardon in Thy Name, Through their voice, by faith, may I Hear Thee speaking from the sky ! From Thy house, when I return, May my heart within me burn ; And at evening let me say, — I have walk'd with God to-day. L.M. C. Elliott. 183G. THOU glorious Sun of Righteousness, Risen on high to set no more, Shine on us now, to heal and bless With brighter beams than e'er before. 2 Shine on Thy work of grace within, On each celestial blossom there ; Destroy each bitter root of sin, And make Thy garden fresh and fair. 3 Shine on Thy pure eternal word, Its mysteries to oar souls reveal ; And whether read, remembered, heard, 0 let it quicken, strengthen, heal. 4 Shine on the temples of Thy grace ; With righteousness Thy priests be clad ; Unveil the brightness of Thy face ; And make Thy chosen people glad. 5 Shine, till Thy glorious beams shall chase The brooding cloud from every eye ! Till every earthly dwelling-place Shall hail the Day-spring from on high ! 6 Shine on, shine on, Eternal Sun ! Pour richer floods of life and light ; Till that bright Sabbath be begun, — That glorious day which knows no night. THE LORDS DAY. 55 78 C.M. Watts. 1710. Psalm v. LORD ! in the morning Thou slialt hear My voice ascending high ; To Thee will I direct my prayer, To Thee lift up mine eye : — 2 Up to the hills, where Christ is gone, To plead for all His saints, Presenting at His Father's throne Our songs and our complaints. 3 Thou art a God, before whose sight The wicked shall not stand ; Sinners shall ne'er be Thy delight, Nor dwell at Thy right hand. 4 But to Thy house will I resort, To taste Thy mercies there ; I will frequent Thy holy court, And worship in Thy fear. j Oh ! may Thy Spirit guide my feet In ways of righteousness ; Make every path of duty straight And plain before my face. 6 The men that love and fear Thy Name Shall see their hopes fulfilled ; The mighty God shall compass them With favour as a shield. i u (304) L.M, Doddridge. 1755. LORD of the Sabbath ! hear our vows, On this Thy day, in this Thy house ; And own, as grateful sacrifice, The songs which from our hearts arise. 2 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love ; But there's a nobler rest above ; To that our labouring souls aspire, With ardent pangs of strong desire. 56 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. No more fatigue, no more distress ; Nor sin, nor hell shall reach the place ; No groans to mingle with the songs, Which warble from immortal tongues. o No rude alarms of raging foes ; No cares to break the long repose ; No midnight shade, no clouded sun, But sacred, high, eternal noon. 0 long-expected day, begin ! Dawn on these realms of woe and sin ! Fain would we leave this weary road, And sleep in death, to rest with God ! THE GLOKY, PERFECTIONS, AND WORKS OF GOD. r HYMNS OF ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. OU L.M. 6 lines. C. Wesley. 1747 XFINITE God, to Thee we raise Our hearts in solemn songs of praise ; By all Thy works on earth adored, We worship Thee, the common Lord ; The everlasting^ Father own, And bow our souls before Thy throne. Thee all the choir of angels sings, The Lord of hosts, the King1 of kings ! Cherubs proclaim Thy praise aloud, And Seraphs shout the Tri-une God ; And " Holy, holy, holy," cry, " Thy glory fills both earth and sky !" God of the patriarchal race, The ancient seers record Thy praise ; The goodly apostolic band In highest joy and glory stand, And all the saints and prophets join To' extol the Majesty Divine. THE GLORY OF GOD. 57 Head of the martyrs' noble host, Of Thee they justly make their boast ; The church to earth's remotest bounds, Her heavenly Founders praise resounds ; And strives, with those around Thy throne, To hymn the mystic Three in One. Father of endless majesty, All might and love they render Thee ; Thy true and only Son adore, The same in dignity and power ; And God the Holy Ghost declare, The saints' Eternal Comforter. 81 7s. C. Wesley. 1730. LORD and God of heavenly powers ! Theirs, — yet, 0 ! benignly ours ; Glorious King ! let earth proclaim, Worms attempt to chant Thy Name. 2 Thee to laud in songs divine, Angels and archangels join : We with them our voices raise, Echoing Thine eternal praise. 3 Holy, holy, holy Lord, Live by heaven and earth adored ! Full of Thee, they ever cry, " Glory be to God Most High !" O/V 10s & lis. Grant. 1839. Psalm civ. 0WOESHIP the King, all glorious above ! 0 gratefully sing His power and His love ! Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of days, Pavilioned in splendour, and girded with praise. 2 0 tell of His might, 0 sing of His grace, Whose robe is the light, whose canopy, space ! His chariots of wrath, deep thunder-clouds form, And dark is His path on the wings of the storm. 58 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 3 The earth, with its store of wonders untold, Almighty ! Thy power hath founded of old ; Hath 'stablished it fast by a changeless decree, And round it hath cast, like a mantle, the Bea. 4 Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite ! It breathes in the air, it shines in the light : It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain, And sweetly distils in the dew and the rain. 5 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail, In Thee do we trust, nor find Thee to fail ; Thy mercies how tender, how firm to the end ! Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend ! 6 0 measureless Might ! ineffable Love ! While angels delight to hymn Thee above, The humbler creation, though feeble their lays, With true adoration shall lisp to Thy praise. OO L.M. Ambrose. (182G.) WE praise, we worship Thee, 0 God ; Thy sovereign power we sound abroad ; All nations bow before Thy throne, And Thee, the great Jehovah, own. 2 Loud hallelujahs to Thy name, Angels and seraphim proclaim ; By all the powers and thrones in heaven, Eternal praise to Thee is given. 3 0 holy, holy, holy Lord ; Thou God of Hosts, by all adored ; ' Earth and the heavens are full of Thee, "Thy light, Thy power, Thy majesty. 4 The holy church in every place, Throughout the earth exalts Thy praise From day to day, 0 Lord, do we Highly extol and honour Thee. 5 Glory to Thee, 0 God most high ! Father, we praise Thy majesty : The Son, the Spirit we adore : One Godhead; blest for evermore. THE GLORY OF GOD. 59 2-Gs & 4-7s. C. Wesley. 1851. Psalm xciii. JEHOVAH reigns on high In peerless majesty ; Boundless power His royal robe, Purest light His garment is ; Rules His word the spacious globe, 'Stablish'd it in floating seas. 2 Ancient of days ! Thy Name And Essence is I AM ; Thou, 0 Lord, and Thou alone, Gavest whatever is to be ; Stood Thine everlasting throne, Stands to all eternity. 3 The floods, with angry noise, Have lifted up their voice, — - Him the mighty waves obey, Sinking at His awful will ; Ocean owns His sovereign sway, Hell at His command is still. 4 Thy statutes* Lord, are sure, And as Thyself endure ; Thine eternal house above Holy souls alone can see, Eitted here by perfect love, There to reign enthroned with Thee. 5 The Lord unrivalled reigns, His royal power maintains : Earth, Thine awful Monarch bless, Own with joy His happy sway, Him let all Thine isles confess, All exult their God to' obey. L.M. Watts. 1710. HIGH in the heavens, eternal God, Thy goodness in fall glory shines ; Thy truth shall break through every cloud That veils and darkens Thy designs. CO ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 2 For ever firm Thy justice stands, As mountains their foundations keep ; Wise are the wonders of Thy hands ; Thy judgments are a mighty deep. 3 Thy providence is kind and large, Both man and beast Thy bounty share ; The whole creation is Thy charge ; But saints are Thy peculiar care. 4 My God ! how excellent Thy grace, Whence all our hope and comfort springs ! The sons of Adam in distress Fly to the shadow of Thy wings. 5 Life, like a fountain rich and free, Springs from the presence of the Lord ; And in Thy light our souls shall see The glories promised in Thy word. 86 L.M. 6 lines. C. "Wesley. 1711. Psalm xviii. THEE will I love, O Lord, my power ! My rock and fortress is the Lord, My God, my Saviour, and my tower, My horn and strength, my shield and sword ; Secure I trust in His defence, I stand in His omnipotence. Still will I invocate His name, And spend my life in prayer and praise ; H^is goodness own, His promise claim, And look for all His saving grace, Till all His saving grace I see, From sin and hell, for ever free. To God, my God, with plaintive cry, I called in agony of fear ; My humble w^ailing pierced the sky, My groaning reached His gracious ear ; He heard me from His glorious throne, And sent the timely rescue down. 87 THE GLORY OF GOD. 61 For who, except the Lord, is God ? Who is a rock but God alone ? My soul He hath with strength endued, To perfect love He leads me on ; My feet, through Him, the hinds outfly, And spurn the earth and scale the sky. The Lord for me doth ever live ; Blessing ascribe to God Most Hi^h ! Glory and thanks to Jesus give, The Rock on which I still rely ! Extol His power, His mercies raise, The God of my salvation praise ! (191) 66,84. D. Olivers. 1772. THE God of Abraham praise, Who reigns enthroned above, Ancient of everlasting days, And God of love ! Jehovah ! Great I AM ! By earth and heaven confest ; I bow and bless the sacred Name, For ever blest ! The God of Abraham praise ! At whose supreme command, From earth I rise, and seek the joys At His right hand : I all on earth forsake, Its wisdom, fame, and power ; And Him my only portion make, My shield and tower. The God of Abraham praise ! Whose all-sufficient grace Shall guide me all my happy days, In all my ways : He calls a worm His friend ! He calls Himself my God ! And He shall save me to the end, Through Jesus blood. G2 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 88 He by Himself hath sworn, I on His oath depend ; I shall, on eagles' wings up-borne, To Heaven ascend : I shall behold His face, I shall His power adore, And sing the wonders of His grace For evermore ! GG, 84. D. PART II. THOUGH nature's strength decay, And earth and hell withstand, To Canaan's bounds I urge my way, At His command. The watery deep I pass, With Jesus in my view ; And through the howling" wilderness My way pursue. The goodly land I see, With peace and plenty blest ; A land of sacred liberty, And endless rest. There milk and honey flow ; And oil and wine abound ; And trees of life for ever grow, With Mercy crown'd. There dwells the Lord our King The Lord our Righteousness, Triumphant o'er the world and sin, v The Prince of Peace ! On Sion's sacred height, His kingdom still maintains ; And, glorious with His saints in light, For ever reigns ! He keeps His own secure, He guards them by His side, Arrays in garments white and pure His spotless Bride : THE GLORY OF GOD. 63 With streams of sacred bliss, With groves of living joys, With all the fruits of Paradise, He still supplies. 89 66,84. D PART III. BEFORE the great Three-One They all exulting stand, And tell the wonders He hath done, Through all their land : The listening spheres attend, And swell the growing fame ; And sing, in songs which never end, The wondrous Name ! 2 The God, who reigns on high, The great archangels sing, And, "Holy, holy, holy," cry, " Almighty King ! Who was, and is, the same, And evermore shall be ; Jehovah ! Father ! Great I AM ! We worship Thee ! " 3 Before the Saviour s face The ransomed nations bow , O'erwhelmed at His Almighty grace, For ever new : He shows His prints of love, — They kindle to a flame ! And sound, through all the worlds above, The slaughtered Lamb ! 4 The whole triumphant host Give thanks to God on high ; " Hail ! Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! " They ever cry : Hail ! Abraham's God, — and mine ! (I join the heavenly lays,) All might and majesty are Thine, And endless praise I 64 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 90 91 B.M. (1819.) Psalm ciii. 0 BLESS the Lord, my soul ! His grace to thee proclaim : And all that is within me join To bless His holy name. O bless the Lord, my soul ! His mercies bear in mind ; Forget not all His benefits, — - The Lord to thee is kind. 2 He will not always chide, He will with patience wait ; His wrath is ever slow to rise, And ready to abate. He pardons all thy sins, Prolongs thy feeble breath ; He healeth thine infirmities, And ransoms thee from death. 3 He clothes thee with His love, Upholds thee with His truth ; And, like the eagle, He renews The vigour of thy youth. Then bless His holy name, Whose grace hath made thee whole ; ' Whose loving-kindness crowns thy days ; — 0 bless the Lord, my soul ! L.M. Tate & Brady. 1G98. v Psalm ciii. ~1 TY soul, inspired with sacred love, God's holy name for ever bless ; Of all His favours mindful prove, And still thy grateful thanks express. 2 'Tis He that all thy sins forgives, And after sickness makes thee sound : From clanger He thy life retrieves, By Him with grace and mercy crowned. THE GLORY OF GOD. 65 3 The Lord abounds with tender love, And unexampled acts of grace ; His wakened wrath doth slowly move. His willing mercy flics apace. 4 As hiofh as heaven its arch extends, Above this little spot of clay, So much His boundless love transcends, The small regards that we can pay. 5 As far as 'tis from east to west, So far hath He our sins removed ; Who, with a Father's tender breast, Has such as fear Him always loved. 6 The Lord, the universal King, In heaven hath fixed His lofty throne ; To Him, ye angels, praises sing, In whose great strength His praise is shown. 7 Let every creature jointly bless The mighty Lord ! — and thou, my heart, With grateful joy thy thanks express, And in this concert bear thy part. /& (182) L.M. 6 lines, triplets. Watts. 1719. Psalm cxlvi. I'LL praise my Maker while I've breath ; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers ; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. 2 Happy the man whose hopes rely On Israel's God ; He made the sky, And earth, and seas, with all their train; TTis truth for ever stands secure ; He saves the' opprest, He feeds the poor, And none shall find His promise vain. 66 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 3 The Lord pours eye-sight on the blind ; The Lord supports the fainting mind ; He sends the labouring conscience peace ; Lie helps the stranger in distress, The widow, and the fatherless, And grants the prisoner sweet release. 4 I'll praise Him while He lends me breath ; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers ; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, "While life, and thought, and being last, Or inmiortality endures. JO (209) L.M. Watts. 1719. PRAISE ye the Lord ! 'tis good to raise Your hearts and voices in His praise ; His nature and His works invite To make this duty our delight. 2 He formed the stars, those heavenly flames ; He counts their numbers, calls their names ; His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound, A deep where all our thoughts are drowned, 3 Singr to the Lord ; exalt Him high, Who spreads His clouds around the sky : There He prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 4 He makes the grass the hills adorn, And clothes the smiling fields with corn : The beasts with food His hands supply, And the young ravens when they cry. 5 "What is the creature's skill or force ? The sprightly man, or Avarlike horse ? The piercing wit, the active limb ? All are too mean delights for Him. G But saints are lovely in His sight, He views His children with delight ; He sees their hope, He knows their fear, And looks, and loves His image there. THE DOMINION OF GOD. f>7 94 4-Gs & 2-8s. Watts. 1709. THE Lord Jehovah reigns. His throne is built on high ; The garments He assumes Are light and majesty ; His glories shine with beams so bright, No mortal eye can bear the sight. The thunders of His hand Keep the wide world in awe : His wrath and justice stand To guard His holy law ; And where His love resolves to bless, His truth confirms and seals the grace. Through all His mighty works Amazing wisdom shines ; Confounds the powers of hell, And breaks their dark designs ; Strong is His arm, and shall fulfil His great decrees and sovereign will. And will this sovereign Kinor Of glory condescend ? And will He write His name, My Father and my Friend ? I love His name, I love His word : Join all my powers to praise the Lord ! 95 8-7s. C. Wesley. 1854. Psalm xxxiii. RIGHTEOUS souls, rejoice in God ; Meet it is for you to praise Him who hath the gift bestowed, Made you vessels of His grace, Praise the Lord, ye saints, and sing, All your sacred skill exert, All the powers of music bring : Praise Him with a thankful heart. fiS ADOftATrOX AND THANKSGIVING. 96 By His mighty fiat made, Heaven confess'd the sovereign Lord All His hosts His voice obeyed, Sprang from nothing at His word. He commands the sea to stand, Drawn into a hanging heap ; In the hollow of His hand Treasures up the boundless deep. Him let all the nations fear, Him let all the world obey, Earth's inhabitants revere, Humbly own His awful sway. Spake the Lord, and it was done, He the earth's foundations laid, By His providence alone God sustains the world He made. Lo ! the Lord's all-seeing eye Watches over them for good, Humbly who on Him rely, Trust Him both for life and food : He from death their souls retrieves, He in death sustains His own, While to Him our spirit cleaves, Hangs for help on Him alone. CM. C Wesley. 1762. BLEST be our everlasting Lord, Our Father, God, and King ! Thy sovereign goodness we record, Thy glorious power we sing. By Thee the victory is given ; The majesty divine, And strength, and might, and earth, and heaven, And all therein, are Thine. The kingdom, Lord, is Thine alone, Who dost. Thy right maintain, And, high on Thine eternal throne, O'er men and angels reign. THE DOMINION OF GOD. 69 4 Inches, as seemeth good to Thee, Thou dost, and honour, give ; And kings their power and dignity Out of Thy hand receive. 5 Thou hast on us the grace bestowed Thy greatness to proclaim ; And therefore now we thank our God, And praise Thy glorious name. 6 Thy glorious name and nature's powers Thou dost to us make known ; And all the Deity is ours, Through Thy incarnate Son. / L.M. 6 lines. C. Wesley. 1741. MY heart is fix'd, 0 God, my heart Is fix'd to triumph in Thy grace : (Awake, my lute, and bear a part :) My glory is to sing Thy praise, Till all Thy nature I partake, And bright in all Thine image wake. 2 Thee will I praise among Thine own ; Thee will I to the world extol, And make Thy truth and goodness known ; Thy goodness, Lord, is over all ; Thy truth and grace the heavens transcend ; Thy faithful mercies never end. 3 Be Thou exalted, Lord, above The highest names in earth or heaven ; Let angels sing Thy glorious love, And bless the Name to sinners given ; All earth and heaven their King proclaim ; Bow every knee to Jesu's name ! 4 Thee, Jesus, King of kings, and Lord Of lords, I glory to proclaim ; From age to age Thy praise record, That all the world may learn Thy Name ; And all shall soon Thy grace adore, When time and sin shall be no more. 70 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. OO L.M. J. Wesley. 1789, From the German of E. Laxge. OGOD, Thou bottomless abyss, Thee to perfection who can know ? O height immense ! What words suffice Thy countless attributes to show ? '2 Unfathomable depths Thou art ! 0 plunge me in Thy mercy's sea ; Void of true wisdom is my heart, — ■ With love embrace and cover me ! :3 (While Thee, all-infinite, I set By faith before my ravish'd eye, My weakness bends beneath the weight ; O'erpower'd I sink, I faint, I die.) 4 Eternity Thy fountain was, Which, like Thee, no beginning knew ; Thou wast ere time began his race, Ere giow'd with stars the ethereal blue. 5 Greatness unspeakable is Thine, Greatness, whose undiminish'd ray, When short-lived worlds are lost, shall shine When earth and heaven are fled away. 6 Unchangeable, all-perfect Lord, .Essential life's unbounded sea, What lives and moves, lives by Thy word ; It lives, and moves, and is from Thee ! 7 Thy parent-hand, Thy forming skill, v Firm fix'd this universal chain ; Else empty, barren darkness still Had held his unmolested reign. 8 Whate'er in earth, or sea, or sky, Or shuns, or meets the wandering thought, Escapes or strikes the searching eye, By Thee was to perfection brought ! 9 High is Thy power above all height ; Whate'er Thy will decrees is done : THE ATTRIBUTES OF GOD. 71 Thy wisdom, equal to Thy might, Only to Thee, O God, is known ! 10 Heaven's glory is Thy awful throne, Yet earth partakes Thy gracious sway . Vain man ! thy wisdom folly own, Lost is thy reason s feeble ray. 11 What our dim eye could never see, Is plain and naked to Thy sight What thickest darkness veils, to Thee Shines clearly as the morning light. 12 In light Thou dwellst ; light that no shade, No variation, ever knew ; Heaven, earth, and hell, stand all display'd, And open to Thy piercing view. OU (5) L.M. J. Wesley. 1739. PART II. From the German of E. Lange. THOU, true and only God, lead'st forth The' immortal armies of the sky ; Thou laugh'st to scorn the gods of earth, Thou thunderest, and amazed they fly ! 2 With downcast eye the' angelic choir Appear before Thy awful face ; Trembling they strike the golden lyre, And through heaven's vault resound Thy praise. 3 In earth, in heaven, in all Thou art ; The conscious creature feels Thy nod, Whose forming hand on every part Impress'd the image of its God. 4 Thine, Lord, is wisdom, Thine alone : Justice and truth before Thee stand : Yet, nearer to Thy sacred throne, Mercy withholds Thy lifted hand. 5 Each evening shows Thy tender love, Each rising morn Thy plenteous grace ; Thy waken'd wrath doth slowly move, Thy willing mercy flies apace ! ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 6 To Thy benign, indulgent care, Father, this light, this breath we owe : And all we have, and all we are, From Thee, great Source of Being, flow. 7 Parent of Good, Thy bounteous hand Incessant blessings down distils, And all in air, or sea, or land, With plenteous food and gladness fills. 8 All things in Thee live, move, and are ; Thy power infused doth all sustain ; Even those Thy daily favours share, Who thankless spurn Thy easy reign. 9 Thy sun, Thou bidst his genial ray Alike on all impartial pour ; To all, who hate or bless Thy sway, Thou bidst descend the fruitful shower. 10 Yet while, at length, who scorn'd Thy might Shall feel Thee a consuming fire, How sweet the joys, the crown how bright, Of those who to Thy love aspire ! 1 1 All creatures praise the eternal Name ! Ye hosts that to His court belong, Cherubic choirs, seraphic flames, Awake the everlasting song ! 12 Thrice Holy ! Thine the kingdom is, The power omnipotent is Thine ; And when created nature dies, Thy never-ceasing glories shine. 10ft CM. S.Wesley, Jux. 1786. "AIL, Father, whose creating call Unnumber'd worlds attend ; Jehovah, comprehending all, "Whom none can comprehend ! In light unsearchable enthroned, Whom angels dimly see ; The fountain of the Godhead own'd, And foremost of the Three. H GOD UNSEARCHABLE. 3 From Thee, through an eternal now, The Son, Thine offspring, flow' J ; An everlasting Father Thou, An everlasting God. 4 Nor quite display'd to worlds above, Nor quite on earth conceal'd ; By wondrous, unexhausted love, To mortal man revealed ! 5 Supreme and all-sufficient God, When nature shall expire ; And worlds, created by Thy nod, Shall perish by Thy fire : 6 Thy Name, Jehovah ! be adored, By creatures without end ; Whom none but Thy essential Word And Spirit comprehend. 101 (l) L.M. Watts. 1705. THEE, mighty God, my soul adores, Thou great mysterious Three in One ; Nature and grace, with all their powers, Confess Thee, — Infinite, Unknown. 2 Thy voice produced the seas and spheres, Bade the waves roar, the planets shine : But nothing like Thyself appears Through all these spacious works of Thine. 3. Still restless nature dies and grows, From change to change the creatures run ; Thy Being no succession knows, And all Thy vast designs are one. 4 A glance of Thine runs through the Mobe, Rules the bright worlds, and moves their frame ; Of light Thou form'st Thy dazzling robe, Thy ministers are living flame. 5 How shall polluted mortals dare To sing Thy glory or Thy grace ? Beneath Thy feet we lie so far, And see but shadows of Thy face. 74 ADORATIOX AND THANKSGIVING. Who can behold the blazing light ? Who can approach consuming flame ? None but Thy Wisdom knows Thy might, None but Thy Word can speak Thy Name. 10^ CM. Watts. 1709. n EEAT God, how infinite art Thou ! VX How frail and helpless we ! Let the whole race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to Thee. '2 Thy throne eternal ages stood, Ere seas or stars were made ; Thou art the ever-living God, Were all the nations dead. 3 Nature and time quite naked lie To Thine immense survey, From the formation of the sky To the great burning day. 4 Eternity, with all its years, Stands present in Thy view ; To Thee there's nothing old appears ; Great God, there's nothing new ! 5 Our lives through various scenes are drawn, And vexed with trifling cares ; While Thine eternal thought moves on Thine undisturbed affairs. G Great God, how infinite art Thou ! v How frail and helpless we ! Let the whole race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to Thee. 103 C.M. Faber. (1849.) MY God, how wonderful Thou art ! Thy majesty how bright ! How radiant Thy mercy-seat, In depths of burning light ! GOD ETERNAL. / > How dread are Thine eternal years, 0 everlasting Lord ! By prostrate spirits, day and night, Incessantly adored. Thou glorious God, how beautiful The sight of Thee must be ; — Thine endless wisdom, boundless power, And awful purity ! 0 ! how I fear Thee, living God, AVith deepest tenderest fears ! And worship Thee with humble hope, And penitential tears. Yet I may love Thee, too, 0 Lord, Almighty as Thou art ; For Thou hast stooped to ask of me The love of my poor heart, 0, then, this worse than worthless heart In pity deign to take, And make it love Thee, for Thyself And for Thy glory's sake. 104 7s. & 6s. C. Wesley. 1763. aLOBIOUS God, accept a heart That pants to sing Thy praise : Thou without beoinnincy art, And without end of days ; Thou, a Spirit invisible, Dost to none Thy fulness show ; None Thy Majesty can tell, Or all Thy Godhead know. All Thine attributes we own, Thy wisdom, power, and might : Happy in Thyself alone, In goodness infinite, Thou Thy goodness hast displayed, On Thine every work imprest, Lov'st whate'er Thy hands have made ; But man Thou lov'st the best. 76 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING, Willing Thou that all should know Thy saving truth, and live, Dost to each, or bliss or woe, With strictest justice give : Thou with perfect righteousness Renderest every man his due ; Faithful in Thy promises, And in Thy threatenings too. Thou art merciful to all Who truly turn to Thee ! Hear me, then, for pardon call, And show Thy grace to me ; Me, through mercy reconciled, Me, for Jesu's sake forgiven, Me receive, Thy favoured child, To sing Thy praise in heaven. 105 7s & 6s. C. Wesley. 17G3. THOU, the great, eternal God, Art Ugh above our thought ! Worthy to be feared, adored, By all Thy hands have wrought. None can with Thyself compare ; Thy glory fills both earth and sky ; We, and all Thy creatures, are As nothing in Thine eye. Of Thy great unbounded power To Thee the praise we give, — Infinitely great, and more Than heart can e'er conceive : When Thou wilt to w^ork proceed, Thy purpose firm none can withstand, Frustrate the determined deed, Or stay the Almighty Hand. Thou, 0 God, art wise alone ; Thy counsel doth excel ; Wonderful Thy works we own, Thy ways unsearchable : GOD OMNIPOTENT. , / Who can sound the mystery, Thy judgments' deep abyss explain ? Thou, whose eyes in darkness see, And search the heart of man ! 106 (15) Psalm cxiiv. L.M. G lines. C. Wesley. 1711. WHEN Israel out of Egypt came, And left the proud oppressor s land, Supported by the great I AM, Safe in the hollow of His hand, The Lord in Israel reigned alone, And Judah was His favourite throne. 2 The sea beheld His power, and fled, Disparted by the wondrous rod ; Jordan ran backward to its head, And Sinai felt the' incumbent God : The mountains skipp'd like frighted rams, — The hills leaped after them as lambs ! 8 What ail'd thee, 0 thou trembling sea ? What horror turned the river back ? Was nature's God displeased at thee ? And why should hills and mountains shake ? Ye mountains huge, that skipped like rams ? Ye hills, that leaped as frighted lambs ? 4 Earth ! tremble on, with all thy sons, In presence of thy awful Lord, Whose power inverted nature owns ; Her only law His sovereign word ! He shakes the centre with His nod, And heaven bows down to Jacobs God. 5 Creation, varied by His hand, The omnipotent Jehovah knows ; The sea is turned to solid land, The rock into a fountain flows, And all things, as they change, prod Their Lord eternally the sa 78 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 1\J i L.M. 0 ; C. Wesley; 1762, Is the Lord's hand waxed short ?— Numb, xi. 23. THY hand, Lord, cannot shortened be — That hand which plagued the' Egyptian race^ "Which brought Thy people through the Bea, Which led them through the wildernc Which hath to us so often given Drink from the rock, and bread from heaven. 2 That hand hath opened wide mine eyes ; That hand, which now by faith I see, Measures the Hoods, and spans the skies, And grasps the winds, — and covers me ! It brings the blind through ways unknown, It holds, — it lifts me to a throne. 3 Kept by that hand, I cannot fear Lest earth or hell should pluck me thence : I trample on temptation near, Supported by Omnipotence ; Possest of boundless power divine, Of boundless love, — for Christ is mine ! 1 08 L.M. Tate & Beady. 1698. Psa!m exxxix. THOU, Lord, by strictest search hast known My rising up and lying down : My secret thoughts are known to Thee, Known long before conceived by me. 2. Surrounded by Thy power I stand, vOn every side I find Thy hand : 0 skill for human reach too high ! Too dazzling bright for mortal eye ! 3 If up to heaven I take my flight, 'Tis there Thou dwell'st, enthroned in light ; If down to hell's infernal plains, 'Tis there almighty vengeance reigns. 4 Or should I try to shun Thy sight, Beneath the sable wings of night ; OMNIPRESENT AND OMNISCIENT. 70 One glance from Thee, one piercing ray, AVould kindle darkness into di The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from Thy all-searching eyes ; Through midnight shades Thou find'st the wav. As in the blazing noon of day. Search, try, 0 Lord, my reins and heart ; If evil lurk in any part ; Correct me where I go astray, And guide me in Thy perfect way. J (i2) CM. Watts. 1719. Psalm exxxix. IN all my vast concerns with Thee, In vain my soul would try To shun Thy presence, Lord, or flee The notice of Thine eye. 2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways, The secrets of my breast. 3 My thoughts lie open to Thee, Lord, Before they're form'd within ; And, ere my lips pronounce the word, Thou know'st the sense I mean. 4 0 wondrous knowledge, deep and high ! Where can a creature hide ! Within Thy circling arms I lie, Beset on every side. 5 So let Thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secured by sovereign love. ) 7s & 6s. C. Wesley. 170:3. THOU, my God, art good and wise, And infinite in power : Thee let all in earth and skies Continually adore ! 80 ADORATION AND TiiANKsnrvrxo. Give me Thy converting grace, That I may obedient prove, Serve my Maker all my days, And my Redeemer love. 2 For my life, and clothes, and food, And every comfort here, Thee, my most indulgent God, I thank with heart sincere ; For the blessings numberless, Which Thou hast already given ; For Thy smallest spark of grace, And for my hope of heaven. 3 Gracious God, my sins forgive, And Thy good Spirit impart ! Then I shall in Thee believe, With all my loving heart ; Always unto Jesus look, Him in heavenly glory see, "Who my cause hath undertook, And ever prays for me. 4 Grace, in answer to His prayer, And every grace bestow, That I may with zealous care • Perform Thy will below : Rooted in humility, Still in every stftte resign'd, Plant, almighty Lord, in me v A meek and lowly mind ! 5 Poor and vile in my own eyes, With self-abasing shame Still I would myself despise, And magnify Thy name : Thee let every creature bless ; Praise, to God alone be given : God alone deserves the praise Of all in earth and heaven. THE GOODNESS OF GOD. in 8G,8G,8S7. Winkworth. 1 From the German of J. .T. 5CHOT& 1673. ALL praise and thanks to God Most High, The Father of all Love ! The God who cloetli wondrously, The God who from above My soul with richest solace fills, The God who every sorrow stills ; Give to our God the glory ! The hosts of heaven Thy praises tell, All thrones bow down to Thee, And all who in Thy shadow dwell, In earth and air and sea, Declare and laud their Makers might, Whose wisdom orders all things right ; Give to our God the glory ! And for the creatures He hath made, Our God shall well provide ; His grace shall be their constant aid, Their guard on every side ; His kingdom ye may surely trust, There all is equal, all is just ; Give to our God the glory ! I sought Him in my hour of need ; " Lord God, now hear my prayer !" For death Fie gave me life indeed, And comfort for despair ; For this my thanks shall endless be, Oh, thank Him, thank Him too with me 1 Give to our God the glory ! All ye who name Christ's holy Name, Give to our God the glory ! Ye who the Father's power proclaim, Give to our God the glory ! All idols under foot be trod, The Lord is God ! the Lord is God ! Give to our God the glory ! 82 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 112 CM. Watts. 1719. SWEET is the memory of Thy grace, My God, my heavenly King : Let age to age Thy righteousness In sounds of glory sing. God reigns on high, but not confines His goodness to the skies ; Through the whole earth His goodness shines, And every want supplies. "With longing eyes Thy creatures wait On Thee for daily food ; Thy liberal hand provides them meat, And fills their mouths with good. How kind are Thy compassions, Lord ! How slow Thine anger moves ! Bu> soon He sends His pardoning word, To cheer the souls He loves. Creatures, with all their endless race, Thy power and praise proclaim ; But we, who taste Thy richer grace, Delight to bless Thy name. 113 (35) CM. Watts. 1719. LET every tongue Thy goodness speak, Thou sovereign Lord of all ; Thy strengthening hands uphold the weak, And raise the poor that fall, When sorrow bows the spirit down, Or virtue lies distressed Beneath the proud oppressor's frown, Thou giv'st the mourner rest. The Lord supports our infant days, And guides our giddy youth ; Holy and just are all Thy ways, And all Thy words are truth. THE GOODNESS OF GOD. 83 Thou knowest the pains Thy servants feel, Thou hearest Thy children cry ; And their best wishes to fulfil, Thy grace is ever nigh. Thy mercy never shall remove From men of heart sincere ; Thou sav'st the souls whose humble love Is joined with holy fear. My lips shall dwell upon Thy praise, And spread Thy fame abroad : Let all the sons of Adam raise The honours of their God ! 114 (24) 7s & 6s. C. Wesley. 1763. /^ OOD Thou art, and good Thou dost ; \X Thy mercies reach to all ; Chiefly those who on Thee trust, And for Thy mercy call ; New they every morning are ; As fathers when their children cry, Us Thou dost in pity spare, And all our wants supply. Mercy o'er Thy works presides ; Thy providence displayed Still preserves, and still provides For all Thy hands have made ; Keeps, with most distinguished care, The man who on Thy love depends ; Watches every numbered hair, And all his steps attends. Who can sound the depths unknown Of Thy redeeming grace ? Grace, that gave Thine only Son To save a ruined race ! Millions of transgressors poor Thou hast, for Jesu's sake, forgiven ; Made them of Thy favour sure, And snatched from hell to heaven. S4 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. Millions more Thou ready art To save, and to forgive ! Every soul and every heart Of man Thou would'st receive : Father, now accept of mine, Which now, through Christ, I offer Thee ; Toll me now, in love divine, That Thou hast pardoned me ! 115 L.M. 6 lines. C. Wesley. 1741. Psalm xxxv i. THOU, 0 Lord God, art full of grace :. Above the clouds Thy mercies rise ; Steadfast Thy truth and faithfulness, Thy word of promise never dies ; Nor earth can shake, nor hell remove, The base of Thine eternal love. Unsearchable Thy judgments are, A boundless, bottomless abyss ! But, lo ! Thy providential care O'er all Thy works extended is ; In Thee the creatures live and move, And are : all glory to Thy love ! Thy love sustains the world it made ; Thy love preserves both man and beast ; Beneath Thy wing's almighty shade The sons of men securely rest ; And those who haunt the hallowed place, Shall banquet on Thy richest grace. Their souls shall drink the crystal stream, "Which ever issues from Thy throne ; Fountain of joy and bliss supreme, Eternal life and Thou art one ; To us, to all so freely given, The lioiit of life, the heaven of heaven ! THE MERCY OF GOD. 0 116 87,87,77. Montgomery. Psalm ciii. MY soul, with all thy powers, Bless the Lord's most holy name ! O my soul, till life's last hours, Bless the Lord, His praise proclaim ! As the heaven the earth transcends, Over us His care extends. 2 He with lovingkindness crowned thee, Satisfied thy mouth with good ; From the snares of death unbound thee, Eagle-like thy youth renewed ! Rich in tender mercy He, Slow to wrath, to favour free. 3 Far as east and west are parted, He our sins hath severed thus . As a father, loving-hearted, Spares his son, He spareth us ; For He knows our feeble frame, He remembers whence we came. From eternity, enduring To eternity, — the Lord, Still His people's bliss ensuring, Keeps His covenanted word ; Yea, with truth and righteousness, Children's children He will bless. 117 CM. Gibbons. THY goodness, Lord, our souls confess, Thy goodness we adore : A spring, whose blessings never fail, A sea without a shore. 2 Sun, moon, and stars Thy love attest, In every cheerful ray : Love draws the curtains of the night, And love restores the day. ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 3 Thy bounty every season crowns, With all the bliss it yields ; With joyful clusters bend the vines, With harvests wave the fields. 4 But chiefly Thy compassions, Lord, Are in the Gospel seen : There, like the sun, Thy mercy shines, Without a cloud between. 5 Thy Son, Thy noblest, choicest gift, Was from Thy bosom sent, To bear from off a sinking world Its load of punishment. 6 Ours is the life, the glory ours, And His the death and shame ; Pardon, acceptance, peace, and joy, Are published in His name. HO (28) CM. C. Wesley. 1702. Ex. xxxiv. 5, 6. n REAT God ! to me the sight afford, VT To him of old allow'd ; And let my faith behold its Lord Descending in the cloud. 2 In that revealing Spirit come down, •Thine attributes proclaim, And to mine inmost soul make known The glories of Thy name. 3 Jehovah, Christ, I Thee adore, v Who gav'st my soul to be ! Fountain of being, and of power, And great in majesty. 4 The Lord, the mighty God, Thou art ; But let me rather prove That name in-spoken to my heart, That favourite name of Love. 5 Merciful God, Thyself proclaim In this polluted breast ; MERCY AND FAITHFULNESS. Mercy is Thy distinguished name, Which suits a sinner best. Our misery doth for pity call, Our sin implores Thy grace ; And Thou art merciful to all Our lost, apostate race. 119 (25) CM. C. Wesley. 1762. Ex. xxxiv. 6. THY ceaseless, unexhausted love, Unmerited and free, Delights our evil to remove, And help our misery. 2 Thou waitest to be gracious still, Thou dost with sinners bear ; That saved, we may Thy goodness feel, And all Thy grace declare. 3 Thy goodness and Thy truth to me, To every soul, abound ; A vast, unfathomable sea, Where all our thoughts are drown'd 4 Its streams the whole creation reach, So plenteous is the store ; Enough for all, enough for each, Enough for evermore. 5 Faithful, 0 Lord, Thy mercies are ! A Rock that cannot move : A thousand promises declare Thy constancy of love. 6 Throughout the universe it reigns, Unalterably sure ; And while the truth of God remains, The goodness must endure. 7 Reserves of unexhausted grace Are treasured up in Thee, For myriads of the fallen race ; For all mankind, and me. >' 3 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING, lrdi) L.M. C. Wesley. 1712. . \I. I'S— 31. /^OD only wise, and great, and strong, VX Hath made the orbs to run their race ; Knowledge and miofht to God belong, Honour, and majesty, and praise. 2 Jehovah is unchangeable, His ways, and thoughts, are not as ours ; He cheers the languid souls that fail, And quickens all their drooping powers. 3 Gently He lifts the fallen up, He gives them faith, and faith's increase, Revives their feeble, dying hope, And fills with love, and joy, and peace. 4 Blasted, the vigour of the young Shall fade, and suddenly decay, The bold, and confident, and strong, Shall fear, despair, and die away : 5 But they who wait upon the Lord, Shall surely find His promise true, Receive the quick ning powerful word, And, born of God, their strength renew. 6 Their willing souls from sin set free, Shall swiftly in His statutes move, Shall walk in glorious liberty, Shall fly upon the wings of love. 121 (30) CM. Watts. 1709. BEGIN, my tongue, some heavenly theme, And speak some boundless thing ; The mighty works, or mightier Name, Of our eternal King. Tell of His wondrous faithfulness, And sound His power abroad ; Sing the sweet promise of His grace, And the performing God. THE HOLINESS OF COD. -c .0 Proclaim ( Salvation from the Lord, For wretched, dying men :' His hand hath writ the sacred word With an immortal pen. Engraved as in eternal brass, The mighty promise shines ; Nor can the powers of darkness rase Those everlasting lines. His every word of grace is strong, As that which built the skies ; The voice that rolls the stars along, Speaks all the promises. Now shall my fainting heart rejoice, To know Thy favour sure : I trust the all-creating voice, And faith desires no more. L.M. C. Wesley. 17G2. HOLY as Thou, 0 Lord, is none ! Thy holiness is all Thine own ; A drop of that unbounded sea Is ours, — a drop derived from Thee. And when Thy purity we share, Thy only glory we declare ; And, humbled into nothing, own Holy and pure is God alone ! Sole, self-existing God and Lord, By all Thy heavenly hosts adored ; Let all on earth bow down to Thee, And bless Thy peerless majesty : Thy power unparallel'd confess, Establish'd on the Rock of Peace, The Rock that never shall remove, The Rock of pure, almighty Love ! " 0 Tri-une God ! Thou vast abyss ! Thou ever-flowing Fount of bliss, Flow through us, heart and soul and will, "With endless praise and blessing fill ! " 90 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 123 7s. Montgomery. 1853. HOLY, holy, holy Lord, God of Hosts ! when heaven and earth, Out of darkness, at Thy word, Issued into glorious birth, All Thy works before Thee stood, And Thine eye beheld them good ; While they sang with sweet accord, Holy, holy, holy Lord ! Holy, holy, holy ! Thee, One Jehovah evermore, Father, Son, and Spirit ! we, — Dust and ashes, — would adore : Lightly by the world esteemed, From that world by Thee redeemed, Sing we here, with glad accord, Holy, holy, holy Lord ! Holy, holy, holy ! All Heaven's triumphant choir shall sing, When the ransomed nations fall At the footstool of their King : Then shall saints and seraphim, Hearts and voices swell one hymn, Hound the Throne, with full accord, Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 124 L.M. C. Wesley. 1741. Psalm xxiv. THE earth and all her fulness owns Jehovah for her sovereign Lord ! The countless myriads of her sons Rose into being at His word. His w^ord did out of nothing call The world, and founded all that is : Launch'd on the floods this solid ball, And fix d it in the floating seas. THE nOLTNESS OF GOD. .01 But who shall quit this low abode, Who shall ascend the heavenly place, And stand upon the mount of God, And see his Maker face to face ? The man whose hands and heart are clean, That blessed portion shall receive ; Whoe'er by grace is saved from sin, Hereafter shall in glory live. He shall obtain the starry crown ; And, number'd with the saints above, The God of his salvation own, The God of his salvation love. 125 8s & 7s. Mant. 1837. LORD ! Thy glory fills the heaven ; Earth is with its fulness stored ; Unto Thee be glory given, Holy, holy, holy Lord ! " Heaven is still with glory ringing, Earth takes up the angels' cry, — • " Holy, holy, holy," singing " Lord of Hosts, the Lord Most High ! " Ever thus, in God's high praises, Brethren, let our tongues unite, While our thoughts His greatness raises, And our love His gifts excite. With His seraph-train before Him, With His holy church below, Thus unite we to adore Him, Bid we thus our anthem flow ! " Lord ! Thy glory fills the heaven ; Earth is with its fulness stored ; Unto Thee be glory given, Holy, holy, holy Lord ! " Thus, Thy glorious Name confessing, We adopt Thy angels' cry, — Holy, holy, holy, — blessing Thee, the Lord of Hosts, Most High ! 92 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 126 L.M. J. "Wesley. 1738. (1S-4) From the Spanish. OGOD, my God, my all Thou art I Ere shines the dawn of rising day, Thy sovereign light within my heart, Thy all-enlivening power, display. For Thee my thirsty soul doth pant, While in this desert land I live ; And hungry as I am, and faint, Thy love alone can comfort give. In a dry land, behold I place My whole desire on Thee, 0 Lord ! And more I joy to gain Thy grace, Than all earth's treasures can afford. More dear than life itself, Thy love My heart and tongue shall still employ ; And to declare Thy praise will prove My peace, my glory, and my joy. In blessing Thee, with grateful songs, My happy life shall glide away : The praise that to Thy name belongs Hourly, with lifted hands, I'll pay. Abundant sweetness, while I sing Thy love, my ravished soul o'erflows ; Secure in Thee, my God and King, 'Of glory, that no period knows. Thy name, 0 God, upon my bed Dwells on my lips, and fires my thought ; With trembling awe, in midnight shade, v I muse on all Thy hands have wrought. In all I do I feel Thine aid ; Therefore Thy greatness will I sing, 0 God, who bidst my heart be glad Beneath the shadow of Thy wing ! My soul draws nigh and cleaves to Thee ; Then let or earth or hell assail, Thy mighty hand shall set me free ; For whom Thou sav'st, he ne'er shall fail GOD OUR PORTION. .<):> 2 ( 4-7s. Grant. 1 LORD of earth ! Thy forming hand, "Well this beauteous frame hath planned, "Woods that wave, and hills that tower, Ocean rolling in his power : — 2 Yet amid this scene so fair, Should I cease Thy smile to share, What were all its joys to me ? Whom have I on earth but Thee ? 3 Lord of heaven ! beyond our sight Rolls a world of purer light ; There, in love's unclouded reign, Parted friends shall meet again : 4 0 ! that world is passing fair, Yet if Thou wert absent there, What were all its joys to me ? Whom have I in heaven but Thee ? 5 Lord of earth and heaven ! my breast Seeks in Thee its only rest ; I was lost, — Thy accents mild Homeward lured Thy wandering child : G I was blind, — Thy healing ray Charmed the long eclipse away ; Source of every joy I know, Solace of my every woe ! 7 0, if once Thy smile divine Ceased upon my soul to shine, What were earth or heaven to me ! Whom have I in each but Thee ! 128 4-8s & 2-Gs. C. Wesley. 1708. Psalm Ixiii. OGOD, Thou art in Jesus mine ! For Thee I sigh, for Thee I pine, And pant Thy power to prove ; My longing soul implores Thy grace, In a dry, barren wilderness, Unwater'd by Thy love. 94 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 2 Thee, Thee my restless heart requires, — And all I am, — with strong desires, Thy glorious power to see : To see Thee, as I once beheld My pardoning God, in Christ reveal'd, My Lord, who died for me ! 3 Thy love doth all delights exceed ! Thy precious love is life indeed ; My lips shall sing Thy praise ; My hands I lift in Jesu's name ; My life and strength, and all I am, Shall glorify Thy grace. 4 On Thee I muse with pure delight ; Through all the happy hours of night I lean as on Thy breast : Beneath the shadow of Thy wing, Jesus, my Peace, my Joy, I sing, My everlasting Rest ! 5 My soul pursues and hangs on Thee ; Thy hand upholds and strengthens me ; And all who God revere "With Jesu's kings shall lift their voice, With Jesu's confessors rejoice, And reign triumphant there. l^y ■ 8s & 7s. Montgomery. 1822. Psalm xci. CALL Jehovah thy salvation, Rest beneath the Almighty's shade, In His secret habitation v Dwell, and never be dismayed ; There no tumult shall alarm thee, Thou shalt dread no hidden snare ; Guile nor violence can harm thee ; In eternal safeguard there. 2 From the sword at noon-day wasting, From the noisome pestilence, In the depth of midnight blasting, God shall be thy sure defence ; i GOD OUR PORTION. 95 Fear not thou the deadly quiver, When a thousand feel the blow, Mercy shall thy soul deliver, Though ten thousand be laid low. Since, with pure and firm affection, Thou on God hast set thy love, "With the wings of His protection He will shield thee from above ; Thou shalt call on Him in trouble, He will hearken, He will save ; Here for grief reward thee double, Crown with life beyond the grave. 130 L.M. G lines. C. Wesley. 1708. Psalm cxlvi. "A iTY soul, inspired with sacred love, „ 3i The Lord Thy God delight to praise ; His gifts I will for Him improve, To Him devote my happy days ; To Him my thanks and praises give, And only for His glory live. 2 Long as my God shall lend me breath, My every pulse shall beat for Him ; And when my voice is lost in death, My spirit shall resume the theme ; The gracious theme for ever new^, Through all eternity pursue. 3 Soon as the breath of man expires, Again he to his earth shall turn ; Where, then, are all his vain desires, His love and hate, esteem and scorn ? All, all, at that last gasp are o'er, He falls to rise on earth no more. 4 He, then, is blest, and only he, Whose hope is in the Lord his God ; Who can to Him for succour flee, That spread the earth and heaven abroad ; That still the universe sustains, And Lord of His creation reigns. 96 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 5 True to His everlasting word, He loves the injured to redress ; Poor, helpless souls, the bounteous Lord Relieves, and fills with plenteousness : He sets the mournful prisoners free, He bids the blind their Saviour see. 6 Jehovah lifts the fallen up ; Jehovah loves the righteous race ; The stranger s and the widow's hope, The Father of the fatherless ; Sinners He views with angry frown, And turns their counsels upside down. 7 The Lord thy God, 0 Zion, reigns, Supreme in mercy as in power, The endless theme of heavenly strains, THien time and death shall be no more : And all eternity shall prove Too short to utter all His love. lol 7s & 6s. C. Wesley. 1750. Psalm xlvi 1. 7. f^\ OD, the omnipresent God, \J Our strength and refuge stands, Heady to support the load, And bear us in His hands ; Headiest when we need Him most, When to Him distress'd we cry ; • All who in His mercy trust v Shall find deliverance nigh. 2 For His people in distress The God of Jacob stands ; Keeps us till our troubles cease, In His Almighty hands : He for us His power hath shown, He doth still our refuge prove ; Loves the Lord of hosts His own, And shall for ever love. THE WORKS OF GOD. 97 Y6 7s. Milton. 1645. The third and fourth lines, of this Paraphrase of the l3Gth Psalm, may be sung as a Chorus to every two lines. LET us, with a gladsome mind, Praise the Lord, for He is kind ; For His mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 2 Let us sound His name abroad, For of gods He is the God ; Who by wisdom did create Heaven's expanse and all its state ; 3 Did the solid earth ordain How to rise above the main ; Who, by His commanding might, Filled the new-made world with light ; 4 Caused the golden-tressed sun, All the day his course to run ; And the moon to shine by night, 'Mid her spangled sisters bright. 5 All His creatures God doth feed, His full hand supplies their need ; Let us therefore warble forth His high majesty and worth. 6 He His mansion hath on high, 'Bove the reach of mortal eye ; And His mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. )0 L.M. G lines. C, Wesley. 1S00. Psalm xix. 1 — 4. OUR souls the book of nature draws To' adore the First Eternal Cause : The heavens articulately shine, And speak their Architect Divine ; And all their orbs proclaim aloud The wisdom and the nower of Cod. n 98 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 2 See, in yon glorious azure height, The Sovereign, Uncreated Light ! That vast expanse of liquid air Doth His immensity declare ; And every influence from above His bounteous, universal love. 3 The sure-succeeding night and day His providential care display : — Who bade them to their bounds retire, And stand, as choir to answer choir, His knowledge infinite to tell, And show the Great Invisible. 4 Kindreds, and tongues, and nations, hear His all-informing' messenger. Stretching to earth's remotest bound, The heavens their Maker s praise resound, And speak the power by which they shine, And publish wide the Love Divine. |o4 8s & 7s. Fawcett. 1781 PRAISE to Thee, Thou great Creator, Praise be Thine from every tongue ; Join, my soul, with every creature, . Join the universal song. 2 ' Father, source of all compassion, Pure, unbounded grace is Thine : . Hail ! the God of our salvation, v Praise Him for His love divine.' 3 For ten thousand blessings given, For the hope of future joy, Sound His praise through earth and heaven, Sound Jehovah's praise on high : 4 " Joyfully, on earth, adore Him, Till, in heaven, our song we raise ; There, enraptured, fall before Him, Lost in wonder, love, and praise." GOD THE CREATOR. Of) 135 CM. Watts. 1705. (20) ETERNAL Wisdom ! Thee we praise. Thee the creation sings : With Thy loved Name, rocks, hills, and seas, And heaven's high palace ring. 2 Thy hand, how wide it spreads the sky, How glorious to behold ! Tinged with a blue of heavenly dye, And starr'd with sparkling gold. 3 There Thou hast bid the globes of light Their endless circles run : There the pale planet rules the night ; The day obeys the sun. 4 If down I turn my wondering eyes On clouds and storms below, Those under-regions of the skies Thy numerous glories show. 5 The noisy winds stand ready there Thy orders to obey ; With sounding wings they sweep the air, To make Thy chariot way. 6 There, like a trumpet loud and strong, Thy thunder shakes our coast ; While the red lightnings wave along, The banners of Thy host. 7 On the thin air, without a prop, Hang fruitful showers around ; At Thy command they sink, and drop Their fatness on the ground. 8 Lo ! here Thy wondrous skill arrays The earth in cheerful green ; A thousand herbs Thy art displays, A thousand flowers between. 9 There the rough mountains of the deep Obey Thy strong command : Thy breath can raise the billows steep, Or sink them to the sand. TOO ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 1 0 Thy glories blaze all nature round, And strike the wondering sight, Through skies, and seas, and solid ground With terror and delight. 11 Infinite strength and equal skill Shine through Thy works abroad, Our souls with vast amazement fill, And speak the builder God. 1 2 But the mild glories of Thy grace Our softer passions move ; Pity divine, in Jesu's face, We see, adore, and love ! 136 (3) L.M. Addison. 1712 THE spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. The' unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator s power display ; And publishes, to every land, The work of an Almighty hand. Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly, to the listening earth, Repeats the story of her birth ; Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings, as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. What, though in solemn silence, all Move round the dark terrestrial ball ; What, though no real voice, or sound, Amidst their radiant orbs be found ; In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter. forth a glorious voice ; For ever singing as they shine, " The Hand that made us is Divine." GOD THE CREATOR. 101 13 ( G-7s. T. E. Taylor. (183G.) I^ARTH, with lier ten thousand flowers, J Air, with all its beams and showers, ( )cean's infinite expanse, Heaven's resplendent countenance ; — All around, and all above, Hath this record, — ' God is Love/ Sounds among the vales and hills, In the woods, and by the rills, Of the breeze and of the bird, By the gentle murmur stirr'd ; All these songs, beneath, above, Have one burden, — ' God is Love.' All the hopes and fears that start From the fountain of the heart ; All the quiet bliss that lies In our human sympathies ; These are voices from above, Sweetly whispering, — ' God is Love But the great Redeemers birth, All He did and said on earth, All His agonies and woes, All His pleadings for His foes, All His blessings from above, Most assure us, — ' God is Love.' LOO L.M. Gurxey. 1851. YES, God is good ; — in earth and sky. From ocean depths and spreading wood, Ten thousand voices seem to cry, 1 God made us all, and God is good/ 2 The sun that keeps his trackless way, And downward pours his golden flood, Night's sparkling hosts, all seem to say In accents clear, that ' God is good/ 102 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 3 The merry birds prolong the strain, Their song with every spring renewed ; And balmy air, and falling rain, Each softly whisper, i God is good.' 4 I hear it in the rushing breeze ; The hills that have for ages stood, The echoing sky and roaring seas, All swell the chorus, i God is good/ 5 Yes, God is good, all Nature says, By God's own hand wTith speech endued ; And man, in louder notes of praise, Should sing for joy, that God is good. 6 For all Thy gifts we bless Thee, Lord, But chiefly for our heavenly food, Thy pardoning grace, Thy quickening word ;- These prompt our song, that God is good. lo9 * S.M. C. Wesley. 17G3. 0 ALL-CREATING God ! At whose supreme decree Our body rose, a breathing clod, Our souls sprang forth from Thee ; 2 For this Thou hast designed, And formed us man for this, • To know and love Thyself, and find In Thee our endless bliss. 140 6-7s. Coxder. 1837. OGIVE thanks to Him who made Morning light and evening shade ; Source and Giver of all good, Nightly sleep and daily food, Quickener of our wearied powers, Guard of our unconscious hours. 2 0 give thanks to Nature's King, Who made every breathing thing : His, our warm and sentient frame, His; the mind's immortal flame. GOD THE CREATOR. 103 0 how close the ties that bind Spirits to the Eternal Mind ! 0 give thanks with heart and lip, For we are His workmanship ; And all creatures are His care : Not a bird that cleaves the air Falls unnoticed ; but who can Speak the Father's love to man ? 0 give thanks to Him who came In a mortal, suffering frame, — Temple of the Deity ! — Came, for rebel man to die ; In the path Himself hath trod, Leading back His saints to God. 141 4-7s. Austin. IOCS. HARK, my soul, how everything Strives to serve our bounteous King ; Each a double tribute pays, Sings its part, and then obeys. Nature's chief and sweetest choir Him with cheerful notes admire ; Chanting every day their lauds, While the grove their song applauds. Though their voices lower be, Streams have, too, their melody ; Night and day they warbling run, Never pause, but still sing on. All the flowers that gild the spring, Hither their still music bring ; If Heaven bless them, thankful they Smell more sweet, and look more gay. Only we can scarce afford This short office to our Lord ; We, on whom His bounty flows, All things gives, and nothing owes. 104 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 6 Wake, for shame, my sluggish heart ! Wake, and gladly sing thy part ! Learn of birds, and springs, and flowers, How to use thy nobler powers. 7 Call whole nature to thy aid, Since 'twas He whole nature made Join in one eternal song, Who to one God all belong. 8 Live for ever, glorious Lord ! Live, by all Thy works adored ! One in Three, and Three in One, Lord, we bow^ to Thee alone ! 142 (210) 7s. D. C. Wesley. 11 HAPPY man, whom God doth aid ! God our souls and bodies made ; God on us, in gracious showers, Blessings every moment pours ; Compasses with angel-bands, Bids them bear us in their hands , Parents, friends, 'twas God bestow'd ; Life, and all, descend from God. He this flowrery carpet spread, Made the earth on which we tread j God refreshes in the air ; Covers with the clothes we wear ; Feeds us with the food we eat : Cheers us by His light and heat ; 'Makes His sun on us to shine ; All our blessings are divine ! Give Him then, and ever give, Thanks for all that wre receive ! Man w^e for his kindness love : Howr much more our God above ! Worthy Thou, our heavenly Lord, To be honour d and adored : God of all-creating grace, Take the everlasting praise ! PROVIDENTIAL MERCIES. !<>.*> 143 (33) CM. [SON. 1712. WHEN all Thy mercies, 0 my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise. 2 Thy Providence my life sustained, And all my wants redrest, When in the silent womb I lay, And hung upon the breast. 3 To all my weak complaints and cries Thy mercy lent an ear, Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learn'd To form themselves in prayer. 4 Unnumbered comforts on my soul Thy tender care bestowed, Before my infant heart conceived From whence those comforts flowed. 5 When in the slippery paths of youth With heedless steps I ran, Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe, And led me up to man. G Through hidden dangers, toils, and deaths, It gently cleared my way ; And through the pleasing snares of vice, More to be feared than they. 7 When worn with sickness, oft hast Thou With health renewed my face : And when in sins and sorrows sunk, Revived my soul with grace. 8 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ : Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy. 9 Through every period of my life, Thy goodness I'll pursue ; And after death, in distant worlds, The glorious theme renuw. 106 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 10 WheD nature fails, and clay and night Divide Thy works no more, My ever-grateful heart, 0 Lord, Thy mercy shall adore. 11 Through all eternity, to Thee, A joyful song I'll raise ; But, oh ! eternity's too short, To utter all Thy praise. 144 7s. WlNXWORTH. 1855. From the German of Paul Gebhaedt. 1659. SHALL I not sing praise to Thee, Shall I not give thanks, 0 Lord ? Since for us, in all I see How Thou keepest watch and ward ; How the truest, tenderest love Ever fills Thy heart, my God, Helping, cheering on their road, All who in Thy service move. Chorus : — AIT things else have but their day, God's love only lasts for aye. 2 As the eagle o'er her nest Spreads her sheltering wings abroad, So from all that would molest, ' Doth Thine arm defend me, Lord ; From my youth up, e'en till now, Of the being Thou didst give, And the earthly life I live, ^Faithful Guardian still wert Thou. All, &c. 3 Nay, He kept not back His Son, But hath given Him for our good, And our safety He hath won By the shedding of His blood. 0 Thou fathomless abyss ! My weak powers but strive in vain, Knowledge of Thy depths to gain, Man knows not such love as this. All, &c. PROVIDENTIAL MERCIES. 1<>, And His Spirit, blessed Guide ! In His holy word doth teach, How on earth we may abide, So that heaven at last we reach ; Every lonsrinsy heart doth fill With the pure true light of faith, That can break the bonds of death, And control the powers of ill. All, &c. All the hosts of heaven and earth, Hath He placed at my command, Nowhere is there lack or dearth, But I find in sea and land All things order d for my wants, Living things in fields and woods, On the heights, or in the floods, And the earth brings forth her plants. All, &c. All my life I still have found, And I will forget it never, Every sorrow hath its bound, And no cross endures for ever. Father, help Thy child, and give Strength to serve Thee day and night, Loving Thee with all my might, While on earth I yet must live ; So shall I when Time is o'er, Praise and love Thee evermore. 145 CM. Doddridge. 1755, Altered by Logan. 1770. 0GOD of Bethel ! by whose hand Thy people still are fed ; "Who through this weary pilgrimage Hast all our fathers led. Our vows, our prayers, we now present Before Thy throne of grace ; God of our fathers ! be the God Of their succeeding race. 108 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 146 Through each perplexing path of life Our wandering footsteps guide; Give us each day our daily bread, And raiment fit provide. Oh, spread Thy covering wings around, Till all our wanderings cease, And at our Fathers loved abode, Our souls arrive in peace ! Such blessings from Thy gracious hand, Our humble prayers implore ; And Thou shalt be our chosen God, And portion, evermore. (91) CM. Watts. 1710. MY Shepherd will supply my 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 When I walk through the shades of death, Thy presence is my stay : A word of Thy supporting breath Drives all my fears away. 4 Thy hand, in sight of all my foes, Doth still my table spread : ' My cup with blessings overflows, Thine oil anoints my head. 5 The sure provisions of my God Attend me all my days : Oh, may Thy house be mine abode, And all my work be praise ! 6 There would I find a settled rest, While others go and come ; Xo more a stranger or a guest, But like a child at home. PROVIDENTIAL MERCIES. 109 147 CM. Scotch Version. 1651. Psalm xxiii. THE Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want. He makes me down to lie In pastures green : He leadeth me The quiet waters by. 2 My soul He doth restore again ; And me to walk doth make Within the paths of righteousness, Ev'n for His own Name's sake. 3 Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale, Yet will I fear no ill : For Thou art with me ; and Thy rod And staff me comfort still. 4 My table Thou hast furnished In presence of my foes ; My head Thou dost with oil anoint, And my cup overflows. 5 Goodness and mercy, all my life, Shall surely follow me : And in God's house for evermore My dwelling-place shall be. 148 S.M. Watts. 1" Psalm xxiii. THE Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied ; Since He is mine, and I am His, What can I want beside ? He leads me to the place Where heavenly pasture grows, Where living waters gently pass, And full salvation flows. If e'er I go astray, He doth my soul reclaim, And guides me in His own right way Fur His most holy Name. 110 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING, 4 While He affords His aid, I cannot yield to fear ; [shade, Though I should walk through death's dark My Shepherd's with me ther 5 In sight of all my foes Thou dost my table spread ; My cup with blessings overflows, And joy exalts my head. 6 The bounties of Thy love Shall crown my following days ; Nor from Thy house will I remove, Nor cease to speak Thy praise. 149 (225) 8.7.4. Williams. 1771. n UIDE me, O Thou great Jehovah ! VJT Pilgrim through this barren land ; I am weak, but Thou art mighty ; Hold me with Thy powerful hand ! Bread of Heaven ! Feed me now and evermore. 2 Open, now, the crystal Fountain, Whence the healing streams do flow ; Let the fiery, cloudy pillar Lead me all my journey through ; Strong Deliverer ! * Be Thou still my Strength and Shield ! 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, Bid my anxious fears subside ; ■Death of death, and hell's Destruction, v Land me safe on Canaan's side : Songs of praises, I will ever give to Thee ! 150 C-M- C.Wesley. 1739. BETXG of beings, God of Love! To Thee our hearts we raise ; Thy all-sustaining power we prove, And gladly sing Thy praise. PROVIDENTIAL MERCIES. Ill 2 Thine, wholly Thine, we pant to be ; Our sacrifice receive ; Made, and preserved, and saved by Thee, To Thee ourselves we give. 3 Heavenward our every wish aspires ; For all Thy mercies' store, The sole return Thy love requires Is, that we ask for more. 4 For more we ask ; we open then Our hearts to' embrace Thy will ; Turn and beget us, Lord, again, With all Thy fulness fill ! 5 Come, Holy Ghost, the Saviours love Shed in our hearts abroad ! So shall we ever live, and move, And be, with Christ, in God. lOl (183) 8-7*. C. Wesley. 1767. MEET and right it is to praise God, the Giver of all grace, God, whose mercies are bestowed On the evil and the good : He prevents His creatures' call, Kind and merciful to all ; Makes His sun on sinners rise ; Showers His blessings from the skies. 2 Least of all Thy creatures, we Daily Thy salvation see ; As by heavenly manna fed, Through a world of dangers led ; Through a wilderness of cares ; Through ten thousand, thousand snares ; More than now our hearts conceive, More than we could know, and live ! 3 Here, as in the lion's den, Undevoured we still remain ; Pass secure the watery flood, Hanoincr 0n the arm of God : 112 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 152 Here we raise our voices higher. Shout in the Refiner's fire ; Clap our hands amidst the flame, Glory give to Jesus Name. 4 Jesu's Name, in Satan's hour, Stands our adamantine tower : Jesus doth His own defend, Love and save us to the end : Love shall make us persevere Till our conquering Lord appear ; Bear us to our thrones above, Crown us with His heavenly love. CM. Addison. 1712. HOW are Thy servants blest, 0 Lord ! How sure is their defence ! Eternal Wisdom is their guide, Their help, Omnipotence. In foreign realms, and lands remote, Supported by Thy care, Through burning climes they pass unhurt, And breathe in tainted air. When by the dreadful tempest borne High on the broken wave, They know Thou art not slow to hear, ' Nor impotent to save. The storm is laid, the winds retire, Obedient to Thy will ; ■ The sea, that roars at Thy command, v At Thy command is still. In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths, Thy goodness we'll adore ; We'll praise Thee for Thy mercies past, And humbly hope for more. Our life, while Thou preserv'st that life, Thy sacrifice shall be ; And death, when death shall be our lot, Shall join our souls to Thee. PROVIDENTIAL MERCIES. 113 fJO (36) C.M. Cowpeb. 1779. GOD moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform ; He plants His footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. 2 Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up His bright designs And works His sovereign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; The clouds 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 ! P4 CM. Tate & Brady. 1698. Psalm xxxiv. 1 — 10. THROUGH all the changing scenes of life, In trouble, and in joy, The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue employ. 2 Of His deliverance I will boast, Till all who are distressed, From my example comfort take, And charm their QTiefs to rest. 114 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 3 0 magnify the Lord with me ! With me exalt His Name ! "When in distress to Him I called, He to my rescue came. 4 The hosts of God encamp around The dwellings of the just ; Deliverance He affords to all Who in His succour trust. 5 0 make but trial of His love ! Experience will decide, — How blest are they, and only they, Who in His truth confide. 6 Fear Him, ye saints ! and you will then Have nothing else to fear ; Make ye His service your delight, Your wants shall be His care. 1.00 CM. Logan. 1770. ALMIGHTY Father of mankind, On Thee my hopes remain : And when the day of trouble comes, I shall not trust in vain. 2 In early years Thou wast my Guide, And of my youth the Friend ; •\ And as my days began with Thee, With Thee my days shall end. 3 I know the Power in whom I trust, The Arm on which I lean ; He will my Saviour ever be, Who has my Saviour been. 4 My God, who causedst me to hope, When life began to beat ; And, when a stranger in the world, Didst guide my wandering feet ; — 5 Thou wilt not not cast me off, when age And evil days descend ; Thou wilt not leave me in despair, To mourn my latter end. THE SEASONS. 1 1 ■ 6 Therefore, in life I'll trust to Thee, In death I will adore ; And after death will sing Thy praise, When time shall be no more. L56 (188) L.M. Mrs. Opie. (! THERE seems a voice in every gale, A tongue in every opening flower ; Which tells, 0 Lord, the wondrous tale Of Thy indulgence, love, and power. 2 The birds that rise on quivering wing, Appear to hymn their Maker's praise ; And all the mingling sounds of spring To Thee a general chorus raise. 3 And shall my voice, great God, alone Be mute, midst Nature's loud acclaim ? No ! let my heart, with answering tone, Breathe forth in praise Thy holy name. 4 And Nature's debt is small to mine : Thou bad'st her being bounded be ; But, matchless proof of love divine, Thou gav'st immortal life to me. 5 The Saviour left His heavenly throne, A ransom for my soul to give ; Man's suffering state He made His own, And stooped to die, that I might live. 6 Due thanks and praise for love so great, No mortal tongue can e'er express ; Then let me, bowed before Thy feet, In silence love Thee, Lord, and bless. 157 L.M. Doddridge. Hi ~. ETEKNAL Source of every joy, Well may Thy praise our lips employ, A\ hile in Thy temple we appear, Whose goodness crowns the circling year. lift ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 2 The flowery spring, at Thy command, Embalms the air, and paints the land ; The summer rays with vigour shine, To raise the corn, and cheer the vine. :} Thy hand in autumn richly pours Through all our coasts redundant stores ; And winters, soften'd by Thy care, No more a face of horror wear. 4 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days, Demand successive songs of praise ; Still be the cheerful homage paid With opening light and evening shade ! 5 Oh ! may our more harmonious tongues In worlds unknown pursue the songs ; And in those brighter courts adore, Where days and years revolve no more ! JL DO (211) CM. Flowerdew. 1811. FOUNTAIN of mercy ! God of love ! How rich Thy bounties are ! The rolling seasons, as they move, Proclaim Thy constant care. 2 When in the bosom of the earth, The sower hid the grain, Thy goodness mark'd its secret birth, And sent the early rain. 3 The spring's sweet influence, Lord, was Thine ; The plants in beauty grew ; Thou gavest refulgent suns to shine, And mild refreshing dew. 4 These various mercies from above, Matured the swelling grain ; A yellow harvest crowns Thy love, And plenty fills the plain. 5 Seed-time and harvest, Lord, alone Thou dost on man bestow ; Let him not then forget to own From whom his blessings flow ! HARVEST. IV Fountain of love ! our praise is Thine ; To Thee our songs we'll raise, And all created Nature join In sweet harmonious praise ! 159 L.M. 1798. f^\ REAT God, as seasons disappear, VJT And changes mark the rolling year, Thy favour still has crowned our days, And we would celebrate Thy praise. 2 The harvest-song would we repeat : Thou givest us the finest wheat. The joys of harvest we have known : The praise, 0 Lord, is all Thine own. 3 Our tables spread, our garners stored, 0 give us hearts to bless Thee, Lord ! Forbid it, Source of light and love, That hearts and lives should barren prove. 4 Another harvest comes apace : Ripen our spirits by Thy grace, That we may calmly meet the blow The sickle gives to lay us low. 5 That so, when angel-reapers come To gather sheaves to Thy blest home, Our spirits may be borne on high To Thy safe garner in the sky. 160 4) C.M. Steele. 1760. ALMIGHTY Father, gracious Lord, Kind Guardian of my days, Thy mercies let my heart record, In songs of grateful praise. •2 In life's first dawn, my tender frame Was Thy indulgent care ; Long ere I could pronounce Thy name, Or breathe the infant prayer. 118 ADORATIOX AXD THANKSGIVING. Each rolling year new favours brought From Thy exhaustless store ; But, ah ! in vain my labouring thought AVould count Thy mercies o'er. While sweet reflection through my days, Thy bounteous hand would trace ; Still dearer blessings claim my praise, The blessings of Thy grace. Yes, I adore Thee, gracious Lord, For favours more divine, — That I have known Thy sacred word, Where all Thy glories shine. Lord, when this mortal frame decays, And every weakness dies, Complete the wonders of Thy grace, And raise me to the skies. Then shall my joyful powers unite In more exalted lays ; And join the happy sons of light, In everlasting praise. 161 L.M. Doddridge. 1755. f^\ OD of my life, through all my days, VJT My grateful powers shall sound Thy praise ; My song shall wake with opening light, Arid cheer the dark and silent night. When anxious cares would break my rest, And griefs would tear my throbbing breast, Thy tuneful praises, raised on high, Shall check the murmur and the sigh. When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all its powers of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. But, 0 ! when that last conflict's o'er, And I am chained to earth no more, With what glad accents shall I rise To join the music of the skies ! REDEMPTION. 1 1 9 5 Soon shall I learn the' exalted strains Which echo through the heavenly plains ; And emulate, with joy unknown, The glowing seraphs round the throne. 6 The cheerful tribute will I give, Long as a deathless soul shall live : A work so sweet, a theme so high, Demands and crowns eternity. 162 (21) CM. Watts. 170S FATHEB, how wide Thy glory shines ! How high Thy wonders rise ! Known through the earth by thousand signs, By thousands through the skies. 2 Those mighty orbs proclaim Thy power ; Their motions speak Thy skill ; And on the wings of every hour We read Thy patience still. 3 Part of Thy name divinely stands On all Thy creatures writ ; They show the labour of Thy hands, Or impress of Thy feet. 4 But, when we view Thy strange design, To save rebellious worms, Where vengeance and compassion join In their divinest forms ; 5 Our thoughts are lost in reverent awe, We love and we adore ; The first archangel never saw So much of God before. 6 Here the whole Deity is known, Nor dares a creature guess Which of the glories brightest shone, The justice, or the grace. 7 Xow the full glories of the Lamb Adorn the heavenly plains ! Bright seraphs learn Emmanuel's name, And try their choicest strains. 120 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 8 Oh ! may I bear some humble part In that immortal song ! Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, And love command my tongue. lOO (657) L.M. 6 lines, triplets. J.Wesley. 1733. From the German of John Axgelus. OGOD, of good the' unfathomed Sea ! * Who would not give his heart to Thee ? Who would not love Thee with his might I 0 Jesus, lover of mankind ! Who would not his whole soul and mind, With all his strength, to Thee unite ? 2 Thou shin'st with everlasting rays : Before the insufferable blaze Angels with both wings veil their eyes ; Yet, free as air, Thy bounty streams On all Thy works ; Thy mercy's beams Diffusive, as Thy sun's, arise. 3 Astonished at Thy frowning brow, Earth, hell, and heaven's strong pillars bow ; Terrible majesty is Thine ! Who then can that vast love express, Which bows Thee down to me, who less Than nothing am, till Thou art mine ? 4 High-throned on heaven's eternal hill, In number, weight, and measure still Thou sweetly orderest all that is : And yet Thou deign'st to come to me, And guide my steps, that I, with Thee Enthroned, may reign in endless bliss. 5 Fountain of good ! all blessing flows From Thee ; no want Thy fulness knows : What but Thyself canst Thou desire ? Yes : self-sufficient as Thou art, Thou dost desire my worthless heart : This, only this, Thou dost require. REDEMPTION. 121 6 Primeval Beauty ! in Thy sight, The first-born, fairest sons of light See all their brightest glories fade : What then to me Thine eyes could turn ? In sin conceived, of woman born, A worm, a leaf, a blast, a shade ! 7 Hell's armies tremble at Thy nod, And, trembling, own the' Almighty God, Sovereign of earth, hell, air, and sky : But who is this that comes from far, Whose garments rolled in blood appear ? Tis God made man, for man to die. 8 0 God, of good the unfathomed Sea ! Who would not give his heart to Thee ? Who would not love Thee with his might ? 0 Jesus, lover of mankind ! Who would not his whole soul and mind, With all his strength, to Thee unite ? l04 4-7s. 0. Wesley. 1739. GLORY be to God on high, God whose glory fills the sky ; Peace on earth to man forgiven, Man, the well-beloved of Heaven. 2 Sovereign Father, heavenly King ! Thee we now presume to sing ; Glad, Thine attributes confess Glorious all, and numberless. 3 Hail, by all Thy wrorks adored ! Hail, the everlasting Lord ! Thee with thankful hearts we prove God of power, and God of love ! 4 Christ our Lord and God we own, Christ, the Father's only Son, Lamb of God for sinners slain, Saviour of offending man. 5 Bow Thine ear, in mercy bow, Hear; the world's Atonement, Thou ! 122 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. Jesus, in Thy Name we pray, Take, O take our sins away ! 6. Powerful Advocate with God, Justify us by Thy blood ; • Bow Thine ear, in mercy bow, Hear, the world's Atonement, Thou ! 7 Hear, for Thou, 0 Christ, alone Art with Thy great Father One ; One the Holy Ghost with Thee ; One supreme, eternal Three. 100 (104) CM. Watts. 1709. ~[ ALVATION ! 0 the joyful sound ! What music to our ears ! A sovereign balm for every wound, A cordial for our fears. Buried in sorrow and in sin, At hell's dark door we lay ; But we arise by grace divine To see a heavenly day. Salvation ! let the echo fly The spacious earth around ; While all the armies of the sky Conspire to raise the sound ! Salvation ! 0 Thou bleeding Lamb, To Thee the praise belongs ; Salvation shall inspire our hearts, And dwell upon our tongues. Glory, honour, praise, and power, Be unto the Lamb for ever : Jesus Christ is our Redeemer, Hallelujah ! hallelujah ! Hallelujah ! praise the Lord ! 166 C-M- Watts. 1710. LORD, our God, how wrondrous great Is Thine exalted Name ! The glories of Thy heavenly state Let men and babes proclaim. o REDEMPTION. 2 When I behold Thy works on high, The moon that rules the night, And stars that well adorn the sky— Those moving worlds of light ; 3 Lord, what is man, or all his race, Who dwells so far below, That Thou shouldst visit him with grace, And love his nature so ? 4 That Thine eternal Son should bear To take a mortal form ; Made lower than His angels are, To save a dying worm ! 5 Let Him be crowned with majesty, Who bowed His head to death : And be His honours sounded high, By all things that have breath. 6 Jesus, our Lord, how^ wondrous great Is Thine exalted Name ! The glories of Thy heavenly state Let the whole earth proclaim. 167 86,886. Bixxey. (1S56.) ETEENAL Light ! Eternal Light ! How pure the soul must be, When, placed wdthin Thy searching sight It shrinks not, but, with calm delight Can live, and look on Thee ! 2 The spirits that surround Thy throne, May bear the burning bliss ; But that is surely theirs alone, Since they have never, never known A fallen world like this. 3 Oh ! how shall I, whose native sphere Is dark, whose mind is dim, Before the Ineffable appear, And on my naked spirit bear The Uncreated Beam ? 124 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 4 There is a way for man to rise To that sublime abode : — An offering and a sacrifice, A Holy Spirit's energies, An Advocate with God : — 5 These, these prepare us for the sight Of Holiness above : The sons of ignorance and ni^lit May dwell in the Eternal Light, Through the Eternal Love ! lub (332) 10s & lis. C. Wesley. 1712. 0 HEAVENLY King, look down from above ; Assist us to sing Thy mercy and love : So sweetly o'erflowing, so plenteous the store, Thou still art bestowing, and giving us more. 2 0 God of our life, we hallow Thy name ; Our business and strife is Thee to proclaim ; Accept our thanksgiving for creating grace ; The living, the living shall show forth Thy praise. 3 Our Father and Lord, Almighty art Thou ; Preserved by Thy word, we worship Thee now. The bountiful Donor of all we enjoy ! Our tongues to Thine honour, and lives we employ. 4 But, 0 ! above all, Thy kindness we praise, From sin and from thrall which saves the lost race ; Thy Son Thou hast given a world to redeem, And brings us to heaven, whose trust is in Him. 5 Wherefore of Thy love we sing and rejoice "With angels above we lift up our voice : Thy love each believer shall gladly adore, For ever and ever, when time is no more. 169 LM. J. Wesley. 1739 From the German of Zinzendoef. ETERNAL Depth of Love^ Divine, In Jesus, God-with-us, displayed ; How bright Thy beaming glories shine ! How wide Thy healing streams are spread ! REDEMPTION. 1 2." 2 With whom dost Thou delight to dwell ? Sinners, a vile and thankless race ! 0 God, what tongue aright can tell How vast Thy love, how great Thy grace ! 3 The dictates of Thy sovereign will With joy our grateful hearts receive : All Thy delight in us fulfil ; Lo ! all we are to Thee we give. 4 To Thy sure love, Thy tender care, Our flesh, soul, spirit, we resign ; Oh, fix Thy sacred presence there, And seal the' abode for ever Thine. 5 0 King of Glory ! Thy rich grace Our feeble thought surpasses far ! Yea, even our crimes, though numberless, Less numerous than Thy mercies are. 6 Still, Lord, Thy saving health display, And arm our souls with heavenly zeal ; So, fearless shall we urge our way, Through all the powers of earth and hell. 1/0 B.M. Watts. 1719. 0 BLESS the Lord, my soul ! Nor let His mercies lie Forgotten in unthankfulness, And without praises die. 2 ?Tis He forgives thy sins, 'Tis He relieves thy pain, JTis He that heals thy sicknesses, And makes thee youno- a^mm. 3 My soul, repeat His praise, Whose mercies are so great ; Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 4 High as the heavens are raised Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of His grace Our highest thoughts exceed. 1'2G ADORATION" AXD THANKSGIVING. 171 o His power subdues our sins, And His forgiving love — 1 ar as the east is from the west — Doth all our guilt remove. 6 The pity of the Lord, To those that fear His name, Is such as tender parents feel ; He knows our feeble frame. 7 Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower ; If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, It withers in an hour. 8 But Thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure ; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. L.M. 6 lines. pees, davies. 1769. KQe. vii. IS. GREAT God of wonders, all Thy ways Are worthy of Thyself, — Divine ! But the bright glories of Thy grace Beyond Thine other wonders shine. Who is a pardoning God like Thee ? Or who has grace so rich and free ? Such deep transgressions to forgive, Such guilty daring worms to spare ; This is Thy grand prerogative, v And in the honour none shall share. "Who is a pardoning God like Thee ? Or who has grace so rich and free ? Pardon from an offended God ! Pardon for sins of deepest dye ! Pardon bestowed through Jesu's blood ! Pardon that brings the rebel nigh ! Who is a pardoning God like Thee ? Or who has grace so rich and free ? REDEMPTION. 127 0 may this strange, this wondrous grace, This matchless miracle of love, Fill the wide earth with grateful praise, And all the angelic choirs above ! Who is a pardoning God like Thee ? Or who has grace so rich and free ? 0 8s & 7s. Masses. 18^G. From the German, of P. Geehaedt. I "WILL sing my Maker s praises, And in Him most joyful be, For in all things I see traces Of the good He meaneth me : Nothing else but love could move Him With such sweet and tender care, All who try to love and serve Him, Evermore to raise and bear. (Earthly things are for a day, God's great love abides alway.) 2 Yea, so dear did He esteem me, That the Son He loves so well, He hath given to redeem me From the quenchless flames of hell : Well of life, that springeth ever ! Sea of love, that hath no ground ! Fruitless were my best endeavour Depth of love like Thine to sound. 3 God His Spirit to instruct me In His holy word hath given, That He safely may conduct me Through this weary world to heaven. He my heart's dark chambers fillet h With the clear, pure light of faith ! And thereby e'en hell He stilleth, And destroys the power of death. 4 All which for my soul is needful He will carefully provide, 128 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. Nor of that is He unheedful Which my body needs beside : When my strength cannot avail me — At the best a broken reed — God appears ; He will not fail me In the time of utmost need. 5 E'en my sins and many errors Find a tender pardoning God, Who doth not with penal terrors Chasten them, but with the rod ; All His blows and scourges truly, For the moment, grievous prove ; And yet, when I weigh them duly, Are but tokens of His love. 6 Since, then, neither change nor coldness In His precious love can be, Lo ! I lift my hands with boldness, As a child I come to Thee. Grant me grace, 0 God, I pray Thee, That I may, with all my might, Love, and trust Thee, and obey Thee, All the day and all the night. (And when this brief life is o'er, Love and praise Thee evermore.) The Holy Trinity. 173 (205) S.M. C. Wesley. 1747. FATHER, in whom we live, In whom we are, and move, The glory, power, and praise receive Of Thy creating love. Let all the angel throng Give thanks to God on high ; While earth repeats the joyful song And echoes through the sky. FATHER, SON, AND HOLY SPIRIT. 129 3 Incarnate Deity, Let all the ransomed race Render in thanks their lives to Thee For Thy redeeming grace ; 4 The grace to sinners showed, Ye heavenly choirs, proclaim, And cry, " Salvation to our God, Salvation to the Lamb !" 5 Spirit of Holiness, Let all Thy saints adore Thy sacred energy, and bless Thine heart-renewing power. 6 Not angel-tongues can tell Thy love's ecstatic height, The glorious joy unspeakable, The beatific si^ht ! 7 Eternal, Tri-une Lord ! Let all the hosts above, Let all the sons of men, record And dwell upon Thy love. 8 When heaven and earth are fled Before Thy glorious face, Sing all the saints Thy love hath made Thine everlasting praise ! CM. C.Wesley. 1768. HAIL ! Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One God, in Persons Three ! Of Thee we make our joyful boast, Our sono^s we make of Thee. 2 Thou neither canst be felt nor seen ; Thou art a Spirit pure ; Thou from eternity hast been, And always shalt endure. 3 Present alike in every place, Thy Godhead wre adore ; Beyond the bounds of time and space, Thou dwelTst for evermore. K 130 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 4 'lii wisdom infinite Thou art, Thine eye doth all things see ; And every thought of every heart Is fully known to Thee. 5 Whate'er Thou wilt, in earth below Thou dost, in heaven above : But chiefly we rejoice to know The' almighty God is Love. 6 Thou lov'st whate'er Thy hands have made : Thy goodness we rehearse, In shining characters displayed Throughout our universe. 7 Mercy, with love, and endless grace, O'er all Thy w^orks doth reign ; But mostly Thou delight'st to bless Thy favourite creature, Man. 8 Wherefore, let every creature give To Thee the praise designed : But, chiefly, Lord, the thanks receive, The hearts of all mankind. I < 0 88,88,10,10. TTixkworth. 1855. From the German of Mextzer. 1704. ^H would I had a thousand tongues, To sound Thy praise o'er land and sea ! Oh ! rich and sweet should be my songs, * Of all my God has done for me ! With thankfulness my heart must often swell, But mortal lips Thy praises faintly tell. • Oh that my voice could far resound v Up to yon stars that o'er me shine ! "Would that my blood for joy might bound Through every vein wdiile life is mine ! Would that each pulse were gratitude, each breath A song to Him w^ho keeps me safe from death ! And first, 0 Father, praise to Thee For all I am, and all I have ; It wras Thy merciful decree That all those blessings richly gave, o1 ij FATHER, SOX, AND HOLY SPIRIT. 131 Which o'er the earth are scattered, far and near, To help and gladden us who sojourn here. And, dearest Jesus, blest be Thou, Whose heart with pity overflow's, Thou rich in help ! who deign dst to bow To earth, and taste her keenest woes ; Thy death has burst my bonds, and set me fi Has made me Thine ; henceforth I cling to Thee. Nor less to Thee, 0 Holy Ghost, Be everlasting honours paid, For all Thy comfort', Lord, and most That I a child of life am made By quick ning grace ; my good deeds are not mine, Thou workest them through me, 0 Light Divine ! Shall I not then be filled with joy, Shall I not praise Thee evermore ? Triumphant songs my lips employ, E'en when my cup of woe runs o'er ; Nay, though the heavens should vanish as a scroll, Nothing shall shake or daunt my trusting soul. But of Thy goodness will I sing As long as I have life and breath ; Offerings of thanks I'll daily bring Until my heart is still in death ; Then in yon radiant choir I too shall sing Loud hallelujahs to my glorious King. 176 CM. C. Wesley. 17t'>7. HAIL ! Father, Son, and Spirit gr< Before the birth of time Enthroned in everlasting state, Jehovah, Eloiiim ! 2 A mystical plurality We in the Godhead own, Adoring One in Persons Three, And Three in Nature One. 132 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 3 From Thee our being we receive, The creatures of Thy grace ; And, raised out of the earth, we live To sing our Maker's praise. 4 Thy powerful, wise, and loving mind Did our creation plan ; And all the glorious Persons joined To form Thy favourite. Man. 5 Again Thou didst, in council met, Thy ruined work restore ; Established in our first estate, To forfeit it no more. 6 And when we rise in love renewed, Our souls resemble Thee, An image of the Tri-une God, To all eternity. I l 7 2-6s & 4-7s. C. Wesley. 1707. AIL, co-essential Three, H In mystic Unity ! Father, Son, and Spirit, hail ! God, by heaven and earth adored, God incomprehensible ; One supreme, Almighty Lord. Thou sit test on the throne, Plurality in One ; Saints behold Thine open face, Bright, insufferably bright ; Angels tremble as they gaze, Sink into a sea of light ! Ah ! when shall we increase Their heavenly ecstasies ! Chant, like them, the Lord Most High, Fall, like them, who dare not move ; " Holy, holy, holy," cry, Breathe the praise of silent love ! '9 FATHER, SON, AND HOLY SPIRIT. 133 Come, Father, in the Son And in the Spirit, down ; Glorious Tri-une Majesty, God through endless ai>*es blest, Make us meet Thy face to sec, — Then receive us to Thy breast. CM. C.Wesley. 1707. HAIL ! holy, holy, holy Lord ! Whom One in Three we know ; By all Thy heavenly host adored, By all Thy church below. One undivided Trinity With triumph we proclaim ; Thy universe is full of Thee, And speaks Thy glorious Name. Thee, Holy Father, we confess ; Thee, Holy Son, adore ; Thee, Spirit of Truth and Holiness, We worship evermore. Thine incommunicable right, Almighty God ! receive, Which angel-choirs, and saints in light, And saints embodied, give. Three Persons, equally Divine, We magnify and love : And both the choirs ere long shall join, To sing Thy praise above. Hail ! holy, holy, holy Lord ! (Our heavenly song shall be,) Supreme, essential One, adored In co-eternal Three ! 7s. D. C. Wesley. 1767. HOLY, holy, holy Lord, God the Father, and the Word, God the Comforter, receive Blessing more than earth can gfive \ 134 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING, Mixed with those beyond the sky, Chanters to the Lord Most High, We our hearts and voices raise, Echoing Thy eternal praise. 2 One, inexplicably Three, One, in simplest Unity, God, incline Thy gracious ear, Us, Thy lisping creatures, hear : Thee while man, the earth-born, sings, Angels shrink within their wings : Prostrate seraphim above Breathe unutterable love. 3 Happy they, who never rest, "With Thy heavenly presence blest ! They, the heights of glory see, Sound the depths of Deity ! Fain with them our souls would vie ; Sink as low, and mount as high ; Fall o'erwhelmed with love, or soar ; Shout, or silently adore ! 180 S.M. C. Wesley. 1710. LET heaven and earth agree The Father's praise to sing, Who draws us to the Son, that He May us to glory bring. 2 Honour and endless love, Let God the Son receive, Who saves us here, and prays above, That we with Him may live. 3 Be everlasting praise, To God the Spirit given, Who now attests us sons of grace, And seals us heirs of heaven. 4 Drawn, and redeem'd, and seal'd, We'll sing the One and Three, With Father, Son, and Spirit fill'd To all eternity. FATHER, SON, AND HOLY SPIRIT. 135 lol 10s & lis. C. Wesley. 1740. rjlHEE, Father of men and angels, we praise, _i_ Whose wonders are seen in nature and grace Throughout Thy creation ; Whose goodness we prove, And boundless compassion, and infinite love. 2 Thee, Jesus, the Son of God we confess, Whose passion alone hath purchased our peace ; With cherubs before Thee and seraphs we fall, And prostrate adore Thee, the Saviour of all. 3 0 Spirit of might, of joy and of love, Who guidest us right to mansions above : Whose hallowing graces for heaven prepare ; We sing now Thy praises till glorified there 1 lO/V 67,67,6666. Einckart. 1636. LET all men praise the Lord, In worship lowly bending ; On His most holy word, Redeemed from woe, depending. He gracious is and just, From childhood us doth lead ; On Him we place our trust And hope, in time of need. 2 Glory and praise to God, — To Father, Son, be given, And to the Holy Ghost, On high enthroned in heaven. Praise to the Tri-une God : With powerful arm and strong, He changeth night to day ; Praise Him with grateful song. 183 8s & 7s. Massie. 1861. From the German of C. J. P. Spttta. SEE, 0 see, what love the Father Hath bestowed upon our race, How He bends, with sweet compassion Over us His beaming face ! 136 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING, See, how He His best and deal For the very worst hath given, — His own Son for us poor sinners, See, 0 see, the love of Heaven ! See, 0 see, what love the Saviour Also hath on us bestowed, How He bled for us and suffered, How He bare the heavy load ! On the cross, and in the garden, Oh ! how sore wras His distress ! Is not this a love that passeth Aught that tongue can e'er express ? See, 0 see, wrhat love is shewn us Also by the Holy Ghost, How He strives with us poor sinners Even when we sin the most ; Teaching, comforting, correcting, Where He sees it needful is ! 0 what heart would not be thankful For a three-fold love like this ? God— The Son. 184 L.M. 6 lines. C. "Wesley. 1747. MESSIAH ! joy of every heart, Thou, Thou the King of Glory art ! The Father s everlasting Son ! Thee, Thee, Thy church delights to own ; For all our hopes on Thee depend, Whose glorious mercies never end. Bent to redeem a sinful race, Thou, Lord, with unexampled grace, Into our lower world didst come, And stoop to a poor virgin's womb ; Whom all the heavens cannot contain, Our God appeared — a child of man ! COD THE SON. 137 When Thou hadst rendered up Thy breath, And, dying, drawn the sting of death, Thou didst from earth triumphant rise, And ope the portal of the skies, That all, who trust in Thee alone, Might follow and partake Thy throne. Seated at God's right hand again, Thou dost in all His glory reign ; Thou dost, Thy Father s image, shine In all the attributes Divine ; And Thou in vengeance clad shalt come, To seal our everlasting doom. Wherefore Ave now for mercy pray, 0 Saviour, take our sins away ! Before Thou as our Judge appear, In dreadful Majesty severe, Appear our Advocate with God, And save the purchase of Thy blood. Hallow, and make Thy servants meet, And with Thy saints in glory seat ; Sustain, and bless us by Thy sway, And keep to that tremendous day, When all Thy church shall chant above, The new eternal song of love. 185 L.M. 6 lines. C. Wesley. 1747. SAVIOUR, we now rejoice in hope, That Thou at last wTilt take us up ; With daily triumph we proclaim, And bless and magnify Thy Name ; And wait Thy greatness to adore When time and death shall be no more. Till then, with us vouchsafe to stay, And keep us pure from sin to-day ; Thy great confirming grace bestow, And guard us all our days below ; And ever mightily defend, And save, O save us to the end ! 138 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 3 Still let us, Lord, with love be blest, Who in Thy guardian mercy rest : Extend Thy mercy's arms to me, The weakest soul that trusts in Thee ; And keep me by Thy faithful love, Till I, ev'n I, am crowned above. loU (19S) CM. Watts. 1709. COME, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne ; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 " Worthy the Lamb that died/' they cry, "To be exalted thus I" " Worthy the Lamb !" our hearts reply ; " For He was slain for us." 3 Jesus is worthy to receive Honour and power divine ; And blessings, more than wre can give, Be, Lord, for ever Thine ! 4 Let all that dwell above the sky And air, and earth, and seas, Conspire to lift Thy glories high, And speak Thine endless praise. 5 The whole creation join in one, To bless the sacred name Of Him that sits upon the throne, And to adore the Lamb. 137' L-M- Chandler. 1837. From an ancient Latin Hymn. 0 JESUS, Lord of heavenly grace, Redeemer of our guilty race, On Thee our waiting eyes we bend, The saint's delight, the" sinner's Friend. 2 What wondrous love prevailed on Thee The Bearer of our sins to be ; Thyself in sacrifice to give, That sinners might not die, but live ! GOD THE SOX. 139 Now crushed is Satan's doleful reign, And broken is the tyrant's chain ; And Thou art in Thy meet abode, The Conqueror on the throne of God. Oh ! let Thy love our hearts subdue ; Blot out our sins, our souls renew ; Oh, cheer us with Thy beaming face., Enrich us with Thy gifts of grace Be Thou our guide, be Thou our goal, Our joy, when sorrow fills the soul ; In life, our pathway to the skies ; In death, our everlasting prize. To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, Let equal praise for aye be given By men and angels, earth and heaven. 188 (193) L.M. C. Wesley. 1763. LET all that breathe, Jehovah praise. Almighty, all-creating Lord ! Let earth and heaven His power confess, Brought out of nothing by His Word. He spake the Word, and it was done ! The universe His Word obeyed ; His Word is His eternal Son, And Christ the whole creation made. Jesus, the Lord and God Most High, Maker of all mankind and me ! Me Thou hast made to glorify, To know, and love, and live to Thee. Wherefore to Thee my heart I give, (But Thou must first bestow the power,) And if to Thee on earth I live, Thee I shall soon in heaven adore. 189 L.M. C. Wesley. 1767. THE day of Christ, the day of God, We humbly hope with joy to see, 140 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. Wash'd in the sanctifying blood Of an expiring Deity. 2 Who did for us His life resign, — There is no other God but One, For all the plenitude Divine Resides in the Incarnate Son. 3 Spotless, sincere, without offence, 0 may we to His day remain, Who trust the blood of God to cleanse Our souls from every sinful stain. 4 Lord, we believe the promise sure ; The purchased Comforter impart ; Apply Thy blood to make us pure, To keep us pure, in life and heart ! o Then let us see that day supreme, When none Thy Godhead shall deny, Thy Sovereign Majesty blaspheme, Or count Thee less than the Most High ; 6 When all who Thee their God believe, Who here Thy last appearing love, Shall Thy consummate joy receive, And see Thy glorious face above. \\j\J 8s & 7s. Robinson. 1774. MIGHTY God, while angels bless Thee, May a mortal sing Thy Name ? Lord of men, as well as angels, Thou art every creature's theme ; Lord of every land and nation, v Ancient of eternal days ! Sounded through the wide creation Be Thy just and endless praise. 2 For the grandeur of Thy nature, — Grand beyond a seraph's thought ; For the wonders of creation, — Works with skill and kindness wrought ; For Thy Providence, that governs Through Thy empire's wide domain, GOD THE SOX. 141 Wings an angel, guides a sparrow ; — Blessed be Thy gentle reign. But Thy rich, Thy free redemption, Dark through brightness all along, Thought is poor, and poor expression, — Who can sing that wondrous song ? Brightness of the Father's Glory, Shall Thy praise unuttered lie ? Fly, my tongue, such guilty silence, Singf the Lord who came to die. From the highest throne of glory, To the cross of deepest woe, Thou didst stoop to ransom captives ; — Flow, my praise, for ever flow : — Re-ascend, immortal Saviour ! Leave Thy footstool, take Thy throne ; Thence return, and reign for ever, Be the kingdom all Thine own. 191 L.M. 6 lines, triplets. J. Wesley. 1739. From the German. OGOD the Son, in whom combine The heights and depths of love divine, With thankful hearts to Thee we sincr • o * To Thee our longing souls aspire, In fervent flames of strong desire ; Come, and Thy sacred unction bring. All things in earth, and air, and sea, Exist, and live, and move in Thee : All Nature trembles at Thy voice : With awe even we Thy children prove Thy power : 0 let us taste Thy love ! So evermore shall we rejoice. 0 powerful Love, to Thee we bow ; Object of all our wishes Thou, Our hearts are naked to Thine eye ; To Thee, who, from the' eternal throne, Cam'st emptied of Thy glory down, For us to groan, to bleed, to die. 142 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 4 Grace we implore ; when billows roll Grace is the anchor of the soul ; Grace every sickness knows to heal ; Grace can subdue each fond desire, And patience in all pain inspire, Howe'er rebellious nature swell. 5 0 Love, our stubborn wills subdue, Create our ruin'd frame anew ; Dispel our darkness by Thy light ; Into all truth our spirit guide, And from our eyes for ever hide All things displeasing in Thy sight. 6 Be heaven, even now, our souls' abode ; Hid be our life with Christ in God ; Our spirit, Lord, be one with Thine : Let all our works in Thee be wrought, And filled with Thee be all our thought, Till in us Thy full likeness shine. 192 C.M. Cennick. 1743. Altered by Toplady. WE sing to Thee, Thou Son of God, Fountain of life and grace ! We praise Thee, Son of Man, whose blood Redeemed our fallen race. 2 Thee wxe acknowledge God and Lord, The Lamb for sinners slain ; Who art by heaven and earth adored, ' Worthy o'er both to reign. 3 To Thee all angels cry aloud, Through heaven's extended coasts : — Hail ! holy, holy, holy Lord Of glory, and of hosts. 4 The cherubim and seraphim Incessant sing to Thee ; The worlds and all the powers therein Adore Thy majesty. GOD THE SOX. 1 4! 5 The prophets' goodly fellowship, In radiant garments drest, Praise Thee, Thou Son of God, and reap The fulness of Thy rest. 6 The apostles' glorious company Thy righteous praise proclaim : The martyred army glorify Thine everlasting Name. 7 Through all the world, Thy churches join To call on Thee their Head, Brightness of Majesty Divine, Who every power hast made. 8 Among their number, Lord, we love To sing Thy precious blood : Reign here, and in the worlds above, Thou holy Lamb of God ! 193 2-6s & 4-7s. C. Wesley. 1739. ARISE, my soul, arise, Thy Saviour's sacrifice ! All the names that love could find, All the forms that love could take, Jesus in Himself hath joined, Thee, my soul, His own to make. Equal with God, Most High, He laid His glory by ; He, the' eternal God, was born, Man with men He deign'd to' appear, Object of His creature's scorn, Pleased a seivant's form to wear. Hail ! everlasting Lord, Divine, incarnate Word ! Thee, let all my powers confess ; Thee, my latest breath proclaim ; Help, ye angel-choirs, to bless, Shout the loved Immanuel's name ! 144 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 194 Fruit of a virgin's womb, The promised Blessing's come ; Christ, the fathers' hope of old, Christ, the woman's conquering Seed, Christ, the Saviour ! long foretold, Born to bruise the serpent's head. Jesus, to Thee, I bow ! The Almighty's Fellow, Thou ! Thou, the Father's only Son ; Pleased He ever is in Thee ; Just and holy Thou alone, Full of grace and truth for me. (102) 2-6s & 4-7s. • 0. Wesley. 1730. HIGH above every name, Jesus, the Great I AM ! Bows to Jesus every knee, Things in heaven, and earth, and hell ; Saints adore Him, demons flee, Fiends, and men, and angels feel ! He left His throne above, Emptied of all, but love ; Whom the heavens cannot contain, God, vouchsafed a worm to' appear, Lord of Glory, Son of Man, Poor, and vile, and abject here. His own on earth He sought, His own received Him not ; Him, a sign by all blasphemed, Outcast, and despised of men ; Him, they all a madman deemed, Bold to scoff* the Nazarene. Hail, Galilean King ! Thy humble state I sing ; Never shall my triumphs end ; Hail, derided Majesty ! Jesus, hail ! the sinner's Friend, Friend oi publicans, — and me ! GOD TTIE SON. 14."3 yO (67) C.M. C. Wesley. 1719. INFINITE, unexhausted Love ! (Jesus and Love are one :) If still to me Thy bowels move, They are restrained to none. 2 What shall I do my God to love ! My loving God to praise ! The length, and breadth, and height to prove, And depth of sovereign grace ! 3 Thy sovereign grace to all extends, Immense and unconfined ; From asre to a^e it never ends : It reaches all mankind. 4 Throughout the world its breadth is known, Wide as infinity ! So wide, it never passed by one, Or it had passed by me. 5 My trespass was grown up to heaven ; But far above the skies, In Christ abundantly forgiven, I see Thy mercies rise ! 6 The depth of all-redeeming love, What angel-tongue can tell ! O may I to the utmost prove The gift unspeakable ! 7 Deeper than hell, it pluck'd me thence ; Deeper than inbred sin, Jesus's love my heart shall cleanse, When Jesus enters in. 8 Come quickly, gracious Lord, and take Possession of Thine own ; My longing heart vouchsafe to make Thine everlasting throne ! 9 Assert Thy claim, maintain Thy right, Come quickly from above : And sink me to perfection's height, The depth of humble love. 146 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. 1 [)b 10s & lis. C. Wesley. 1 Psalm cxxxviii. ALL thanks and all praise to Thee will I 0 Lord, by whose grace accepted 1 li Mv heart shall adore Thee, my mouth shall show- forth Thine honour and glory to gods of the earth. 2 Thy mercy, and love, and truth I proclaim ; With angels above, I hallow Thy Name ; And turning me toward the holiest place, Thee, Father, adored, in Jesus I praise. 3 For Thou hast revealed Thy nature unknown, Thy promise fulfilled in Jesus Thy Son ; Exalted the Saviour and Friend of mankind, That all in His favour Thy mercy may find. 4 When burdened, I cried for pardon to Thee, Thy mercy replied, and bade me be free : Thy Spirit, that hour, came down from above, And clothed me with power, and filled me with love. 5 The kings of the earth, Thee, Jesus, shall prai And trust in Thy worth, and honour Thy grace ! Shall gladly adore Thee, whose sayings they hear, And sing to Thy glory, and walk in Thy fear. 6 For Jesus the Lord, though lofty and high, By angels adored, looks down from the sky : "Who hates the unholy, and scatters the proud, He lifts up the lowly, and brings them to God. 7 Although in distress, I labour and strive : Thy comfort and peace my soul shall revive ; Thine arm shall deliver, whom now it secures ; Thy mercy for ever and ever endures. 197 77,87. D. C. Wesley. 1711 TT70RSHIP, and thanks, and blessing, \ \ And strength ascribe to Jesus ! Jesus alone defends His own, When earth and hell oppress us. GOD THE SOX. 147 Jesus with joy we witness, Almighty to deliver ; Our seals set to, 'that God is true, And reigns a King for ever. 2 Omnipotent Redeemer, Our ransomed souls adore Thee : Our Saviour Thou, we find it now, And give Thee all the glory. We sing Thine arm unshortened, Brought through our sore temptation ; With heart and voice, in Thee rejoice, The God of our salvation. 3 Thine arm hath safely brought us A way no more expected, Than when Thy sheep passed through the deep, By crystal walls protected. Thy glory was our rear-ward, Thine hand our lives did cover, And we, even we, have passed the sea, And marched triumphant over. 4 The world's and Satan's malice Thou, Jesus, hast confounded ; And, by Thy grace, with songs of praise Our happy souls resounded. Accepting our deliverance, We triumph in Thy favour, And for the love, which now we prove, Shall praise Thy Name for ever. 98 2-6s & 4-7s. J. Wesley. 1730- From the German of Jons Axgelus. THOU, Jesus, art our King, Thy ceaseless praise we sing ; Praise shall our glad tongues employ, Praise o'erflow our grateful soul, While we vital breath enjoy, While eternal agree roll. 14S ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. Thou for our pain didst mourn, Thou hast our sickness borne : All our sins on Thee were laid ; Thou, with unexampled grace, All the mighty ransom paid Due for Adam's helpless race. Enthroned above yon sky, Thou reioTi'st with God Most, High. Prostrate at Thy feet we fail : Power supreme to Thee is given ; Thee, the righteous Judge of all, Sons of earth, and hosts of heaven. Cherubs with seraphs join, And in Thy praise combine ; All their choirs Thy glories sing : Who shall dare with Thee to vie ? Mighty Lord, eternal King, Sovereign both of earth and sky ! Arise, stir up Thy power, Thou deathless Conqueror ! Help us to obtain the prize, Help us well to close our race ; That with Thee, above the skies, Endless joys we may possess. 199 (136) B.M. Watts. 1709. TO God the only wise, Our Saviour and our King, Let all the saints below the skies Their humble praises bring. 2 ?Tis His Almighty love, His counsel, and His care, Preserve us safe from sin and death, And every hurtful snare. 3 He will present our souls Unblemished and complete, Before the glory of His face, With joys divinely great. CO!) THE SON. 149 4 Then all the chosen seed Shall meet around the throne, Shall bless the conduct of His grace, And make His wonders known. 5 To our .Redeemer God Wisdom and power belong, Immortal crowns of majesty, And everlasting song. 0 8s & 7s. Bakewell. 1760. HAIL, Thou once despised Jesus ! Hail, Thou Galilean King ! Thou didst suffer to release us ; Thou didst free salvation bring. Hail, Thou agonizing Saviour, Bearer of our sin and shame ! By Thy merits we find favour ; Life is given through Thy name. 2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, All our sins on Thee were laid ; By almighty Love anointed, Thou hast full atonement made. All Thy people are forgiven, Through the virtue of Thy blood ; Open'd is the gate of heaven, Peace is made 'twixt man and God. 3 Jesus, hail ! enthroned in glory, There for ever to abide : All the heavenly hosts adore Thee, Seated at Thy Father's side : There for sinners Thou art pleading, There Thou dost our place prepare ; Ever for us interceding, Till in glory we appear. 4 Worship, honour, power, and blessing ; Thou art worthy to receive ; Loudest praises without ceasing, Meet it is for us to give ! 0 150 ADORATION AND THANKSGIVING. Help, ye bright, angelic spirits ! Bring your sweetest, noblest lays ; Help to sing our Saviour s merits ; Help to chant Immanuel's praise. ^01 L.M. C. Wesley. 1758. WHEN shall we, supremely blest, Enter the rapturous unrest, Partake the triumph of the sky, And holy, holy, holy, cry ? 2 We render thanks, with one accord, To our Almighty God and Lord, Who wras, and is, and is to come, Let Jesus all His power assume. 3 Worthy the Lamb for sinners slain The power and riches to obtain, Worship divine to Christ be given, By every citizen of heaven ! 4 With all that angel host, with all Those blessed saints, we long to fall, And sing in ecstasies unknowm, And praise Him on His dazzling throne. 5 Honour, and majesty, and power, And thanks, and blessing evermore, Who dost through endless ages live, Thou, Lord, art wrorthy to receive. 6 For Thou hast bid the creatures be, And still subsist to pleasure Thee ; From Thee they came, to Thee they tend, . v Their gracious Source, their glorious End. 202 (203) CM. 1817. TO Thee, my Saviour and my Lord, A lofty song I'll raise : While love inspires my glowTing heart, And forms my lips to praise. 2 Worthy for ever is the Lamb, That bore our sins away : GOD THE SOX. 151 But oh ! what tribute can we give ? What equal honours pay ? 3 Millions of saints Thy grace proclaim, In noblest strains above ; But not an angel's tongue can tell The wonders of Thy love. 4 Bless'd seraphs sing Thy matchless love, And shout Thy high renown, Archangels, at Thy sacred feet, Lay their bright glories down. 5 Reign, mighty Prince ! for ever reign, Till death himself be dead ; And let eternal ages shower Their blessings on Thy head. 6 Thus will I sing, till nature fails ; Till sense and language die ; And then resume the pleasing theme, In happier worlds on high. 202 O 0 L.M. Montgomery. COME, let us sing the song of songs — The saints in heaven began the strain — The homage which to Christ belongs : " Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain ! " 2 Slain to redeem us by His blood, To cleanse from every sinful stain, And make us kings and priests to God — " Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain !" 3 To Him who suffered on the tree, Our souls, at His soul's price, to gain, Blessing, and praise, and glory be : " Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain !" 4 To Him, enthroned by filial right, All power in heaven and earth proclaim, Honour, and majesty, and might : u Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain !" l."52 adoration and thanksgiving. 5 Long as we live, and when we die, And while in heaven with Him we reign ; This song our song of songs shall be : " Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain !" J04 6G,84. D. PEOCLAIM the lofty praise, Of Him who once was slain, But now is risen, through endless days To live and rei